Uni reverse the Imagine rockstar reader x virgin eddie please
“is this your first time?”
eddie looks at you nervously, his heart in his throat. of course, it WAS his first time, but he was ashamed to admit that. you were his favorite rock star; he had been crushing on you since the moment he saw you. meeting you backstage at your show and getting your number had been a dream of his, and it was one that came true. now, with you in his bed, moaning underneath him, his dick rock hard, he didn’t know what to do.
“it’s okay if it is,” you say, tucking some of his hair behind his ear. “you’re hardly the first virgin I’ve ever had.”
“really?” he asks, eyeing you skeptically.
“yes, really,” you say, kissing him gently. “we don’t have to do this.”
“no, I want to,” he says, moving down your body as you mewl. “this is, uh…it’s my first…I’ve never…”
“I know,” you say gently, sitting up on your elbows. “i’ll guide you.”
he finds your pussy, and starts to eat you out. he’s slow, cautious, his tongue darting out to lick a stripe from your entrance to your clit. you gasp, and he stops, which makes you shake your head and encourage him to continue. he does, and you moan as he laps hungrily at your sopping pussy. he mewls against you, and you look down at him as he looks back at you.
“finger me,” you beg.
“right now?” he asks.
“mmm hmm,” you say, grabbing his hair as you buck your hips. “you can do that and eat me out at the same time.”
he does so, fingering you deeply with two fingers. you moan and tug his hair, which causes him to moan as well. he starts eating you out again, his lips wrapping around your clit as he sucks softly. you beg him to go faster, harder, and he listens. he fucks you faster on his fingers, his tongue & lips working your clit with clumsy eagerness. he makes a remark about how good you taste, but you’re pushing his head back down, the comment ignored as you feel your climax approaching. he reaches up with his free hand to squeeze one of your breasts, and starts grinding on the bed below. he swirls his tongue around your clit, and then you’re letting go after a little while, calling out his name as your back lifts off the mattress.
“i’m so hard right now,” he says, looking down at his erection with a blush. “can I fuck you?”
“mmm hmm,” you say, reaching for him. “come here.”
he does so, climbing up your body and kissing you feverishly. he guides himself inside of you upon your consent, and you feel him twitching already as he groans in your ear. he doesn’t move yet; he’s squeezing his eyes closed, trying to will himself not to cum too soon. he opens them slowly to look down at you, and smiles when he sees you grinning at him. he kisses you, and you mewl as he slowly starts to thrust. you grab at his back, digging your nails in as you gasp.
“eddie, you’re so big,” you say, your head tipping back as he kisses your neck. “eddie…”
“keep saying my name like that, and i’ll cum already,” he says, whimpering as he twitches again. “baby…”
“i love it when you call me that,” you say, clenching around him as he moans. “eddie!”
“that’s it,” he says, his back slicking with sweat already as he looks down at you. “keep saying my name.”
“eddie,” you say again, scratching him as he fucks you deeper and faster. “fuck, you’re so good.”
“glad you think so,” he says, closing his eyes again. “I don’t think I’m gonna last much—“
he doesn’t get a chance to finish. he cums hard, burying his face in your neck as he mewls your name. you chuckle, playing with his hair as he comes down from his high, his eyes still closed against you. you force him to look at you and he opens his eyes, smiling as his face flushes in embarrassment.
“sorry, uh…” he begins, chuckling. “i should have paced myself better.”
“no, it’s okay,” you say, kissing him as he withdraws. “you were wonderful.”
“so were you,” he says, reaching for his cigarettes on the nightstand. “I’m so glad i got to spend my first time with you.”
“maybe we could do it again,” you say, smirking. “do you want this to be a one time thing?”
“no,” he says, taking a drag from the cigarette. “no, I really don’t.”
“you’ll build up stamina as you go along,” you say, reaching for his cigarette and taking a puff. “once you get used to it.”
“yeah?” eddie asks, watching you smoke as he licks his lips. “can we try again later?”
“sure,” you say, tracing his chest tattoos with one finger as he takes his cigarette back. “have you ever gotten a blowjob?”
he blushes, all the way from his neck all the way to his cheeks. “once…”
“was it any good?”
“not really. I don’t think she was really into it.”
“maybe I’ll show you what you’re missing.”
he looks at you, his lips parted. “really?”
“yes, really,” you say, giggling as you kiss his cheek. “i’m gonna show you things that you’ve probably only ever dreamed of. how do you feel about kinky sex?”
his blush deepens. “i like reading about it…or seeing it on those late-night skinemax movies.”
“well, i like it,” you say, winking. “wanna try it out?”
“fuck yeah,” he says, blowing smoke out of his nose. “whenever you want.”
you smile, brushing some hair out of his eyes. “i’m gonna have so much fun with you.”
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☆ 18+, smut, lowkey hate sex, fingering. | word count: 1.2k
☆ my montly post ;) or maybe I'll find more inspo soon.
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“Can you leave me alone for five fucking seconds?”
“For what? So you can keep talking shit behind my back?” He asks back, crossing his arms. Leaning against the dirty bathroom wall, Eddie stares at you with a cocky smirk. He isn’t usually this confident, not around you at least.
“I don’t want the whole school to think I’m your fucking groupie, dude. Just leave me alone,” You bite back. You wish you could erase that smirk on his face. The anger is bubbling up your throat, burning your insides. “Just because I’m the only one who lets you get your dick wet, it doesn’t mean you can go around bragging about it.”
“Why wouldn’t I be bragging about it?” Eddie laughs, he has the audacity to laugh. “Don’t you think it would be a juicy conversation topic? You, little miss perfect, fucking the freak?”
“Shut the fuck up. Seriously— or I promise you I will beat the shit out of you.”
“Jesus, you kiss your mother with that mouth, sweetheart?” He mocks you again, again. Eddie is really testing your patience. Lowering his arms, he steps closer, his heavy boots tapping on the greasy linoleum. “I think we both know you look better with your pretty lips wrapped around my cock rather than talking shit.”
“Fuck you. Literally. I don’t even know why I agreed to this,” Done with this conversation that will surely lead to nothing, you grab the doorknob. “You talk a lot of shit when we are alone, but you are such a pussy when people bully you. Just say you don’t have the balls to man up.”
“Man up?” Eddie takes another step. He is willing to chase you if you dare to open that door. “Oh, sweetheart. You know what kind of man I am. The man who can actually make you come, not like those preppy fuckers that share you.”
Your head whips at his words. He couldn’t have possibly said that. Perhaps you are having a stroke. “Excuse me?”
“You heard me, cutie. The same whores you talk shit with, talk shit about you too— behind your back, I might add,” His hand takes yours, gently removing it from the doorknob. Eddie bites back a laugh when he sees your expression, how could you be so oblivious? “Haven’t you noticed? Or are you that stupid?”
Shaking your head, you push him— or try to, at least— the action surprises him, but he doesn’t move an inch. Eddie quickly wraps an arm around your waist, pushing you against the wall. He knows what you need, wherever and whenever, he knows what you want. Your hatred has no fundament, you are just a dumb sheep that follows the horde, but he can’t blame you; there’s the need to fit… and there’s the need you can’t escape from no matter what.
“Come on, you know you don’t want to break our little deal,” He whispers.
“Let go of me,” You choke. “You are lying. They are my friends—”
“You know what they say, sometimes your enemies live in your own home,” Nobody says that, Eddie is just making it up to play with your newfound insecurity. “Perhaps you are a freak, just like me.”
Smashing his lips against yours, your hands grope his shoulders. The logical thing would be to push him, to yell and run, but you can’t. Whatever he has, is drowning you. Eddie can make you see stars, and the problem is that he is the only one. A thing that happened by a stupid mistake occasioned by the stupid join you agreed is now escalating and threatening to ruin your reputation— he knows that. You know that. Outside he is no one, but when you two are alone, he makes you feel like you are no one.
“You talk so damn much,” Your words are weak when his lips reach your neck, when his hands slide underneath your skirt. “I hate you.”
“I hate you too, pretty girl.”
Lifting one leg to wrap it around his hip, you bite your lower lip when his thumb traces the outline of your folds, rubbing the fabric of your panties against you. Keeping you steady with his free hand on your waist, Eddie bites down on your neck, relishing on the sweet cry that escapes your lips. He is so close he can smell your perfume, of course is the one he has been seeing advertised on TV. You fight so much to be perfect that it breaks you how pathetic your yearning is. He quickly finds your clit— now this is true, you know what they say… practice makes perfect— circling it slowly.
“You want to keep it so low, yet the only thing you keep low is your voice when I fuck you in your bedroom,” He taunts you. He hits you in your weakest spots. “Just accept it, I’m your escape— I don’t mind. As long as you are honest.”
“Fuck you,” You spit, buckling your hips when he pushes your underwear to the side. It is an endless battle, not only with him, but with yourself.
With a sigh, Eddie shakes his head, his curly hair bouncing softly. “As you wish, sweetheart.”
Sliding a finger, his cold rings make you gasp. He never takes them off, not even when he fucks you. Eddie says it makes him look cool, you say it makes him look idiotic— and you maintain that thought, even when he is adding a second finger and curling it, rubbing your tight walls slowly. Moaning louder, you clasp a hand over your mouth, if someone finds you, God, you’d be ruined; he, on the other hand, has other plans. Thrusting his digits slowly, Eddie groans lowly every time he feels you tightening. The moans you fight so hard to swallow are a confidence boost, and right now? He wants to hear them all.
“Take that hand off your mouth or I swear I will leave you here,” His threat makes you shudder. What games is he playing? “I’m being serious.”
Reluctantly, you agree. The smile that appears on his cheeky face shouldn’t be as pretty as it is. Now you are sure he is toying with you— yet you can’t be mad about it. Not when he is speeding up, not when he is nibbling on your neck, not when you can feel his erection grinding against your thigh. Being finger–fucked by the town’s freak is already embarrassing enough, so naturally, orgasming so quickly would be even more embarrassing.
“Why do you fight it?” Removing his fingers, Eddie clicks his tongue when you protest. “I could fuck you every day if you weren’t such a bitch,” Yanking your underwear down, he pushes you harder against the wall, spitting on his fingers and returning them to his favorite place. Your pussy greets them back greedily, squeezing his digits and wetting them until you are not sure if it’s dripping down his wrist. “At least I know one part of you actually likes me.”
“Shut up— Shut up,” you repeat over and over, keeping your eyes shut. Your moans flow freely now, urging him to continue. Eddie loves how pliant he can get you, how just a little pleasure gets you this dumb. “Fuck— don’t stop, please.” There it is, what he has been dying to hear.
HEAR ME OUTT... dom reader with sub Remus.. who has a praise kink
I’m listening…
Tall asf skinny boy that looks like might kill you but secretly likes you to choke him and ride his face. Sub!Remus likes it when you straddle his thighs and grind against him. Whispering how sweet and good he is for you, how amazing his cock makes you feel and how you need him to fill you up.
stepdad!sirius who spoils you rotten in public and treats you like a whore during night.
stepdad!sirius who has to buy you pretty sundresses that shows of your thighs and the valley between your breasts. because he needs to rip them apart, fuck you senseless till you're begging him to stop. but he can feel you clenching around him, so he doesn't have to stop.
stepdad!sirius who takes you to a tattoo parlor to get a tattoo of the star he was named after on your back.
stepdad!sirius who gifts you a leather garter belt with his name engraved on it.
stepdad!sirius who fucks you in the kitchen under dim lighting when your mom is out with her friends. "i married her for this sweet, slutty cunt. it's all mine now," he says, pushing his fingers into your throat.
stepdad!sirius who rips apart your dress and fucks you stupid when you come back home after a 'date'. "is that what you wanted honey? for me to lose my shit and fuck you like the little whore you are?"
