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Do I wanna know? (If this feeling flows both ways?) -4.5 part series (completed) SMUT/ANGST/FLUFF
Gareth Emerson x Plus Size Fem! OF Reader x Eddie Munson (some slight Gareth Emerson x Eddie Munson if you squint)
(Gareth, Eddie and Reader are all in their early 20s—College AU)
Warnings: 18+ mdni, Plus size!Reader (if that makes you uncomfortable that’s your problem, tbh), Pet Names (Pretty Girl is used a lot), Reader is kind of Over Sexualized, So Much Praising, There’s so many feelings and confessions that comes out during this, Smut: Making out, Oral (Fem Receiving - twice), Panty Sniffing, Hand Job, Fingering, Cum Eating, Someone Makes a Mess in Their Pants (spoiler: it’s Gareth), Masturbation (Male and slight Fem Description), Riding Gareth, Creampie, Nipple Play, Multiple Orgasms, Some Aftercare
Synopsis: You need new content for your adult exclusive profile so your lovely roommates agree to help you. When Gareth suggests a trial run before the cameras come out, you happily agree.
Word Count: 7.1k
this has been in the works for so long and I am so so so excited to share this with you! huge thank you to @keeryhours for being the loml and the best beta reader ever and I’m sure there's many more i cannot think of right now that have helped me with this one. you’re the real ones <3 enjoy this just porn no plot horniness lol
College was hard and expensive; that’s one thing that was definitely true. Between paying for books, classes, food and rent for the apartment you shared with two of your friends from high school, Gareth and Eddie, your daily expenses were piling up and your crappy diner job was definitely not cutting it anymore. Everyone knows people in shitty small towns don’t tip worth a shit, and why would they? They believed you weren’t working hard enough for your tip! Everytime someone uttered “keep the change,” you smiled and thanked them, only to find out your tip was a whopping dollar bill. Sometimes you were lucky enough to get a couple quarters with your tips as well. But it was never enough. Server wage plus tips still didn’t equal shit and you couldn’t find a better paying job until you were done with college with your degree in hand. And getting a second job was not an option at this point.
You just didn’t have the time to get a second job in this shitty town; there were not enough hours in the day or in the week for you to work more unless you sold your body or your soul. So, that’s what you did… kind of. You started selling your body online when you had the time. You were hesitant at first, all your female friends had told you that starting an Only Fans account was a stupid idea. It wasn’t smart, it wasn’t safe, it wasn’t a good way to make money; you could do better. You were always told that; of course you could do better… you could always do better than what you decided to do. But desperate times call for desperate measures, don’t they?
And, to be fair, you started off fine. Sure, it was a bit hard taking those pictures (and videos) of yourself in those suggestive and seductive poses, but eventually it really just made you feel something. It made you feel empowered, it made you feel worthy, it made you feel pretty. It was as if all of your body image insecurities went out the window the moment you began posting yourself online for others to see. And when those same people made comments and begged to see more from you and more of you? You were ecstatic.
There were plenty of people left and right that loved your content and subscribed to you the minute they had seen your pictures and videos. There were plenty of people that loved your body and your curves—they loved the way your body looked in your lingerie, in your bras and panties as you posed in front of the mirror, cell phone in one hand as your other hand roamed over your breasts, squeezing them slightly to entice your audience more.
And entice your audience you did; you had constant messages and comments from followers who were always telling you how perfect you looked in your pictures and videos. Telling you how they wished they could bend you over their bed and fuck you from behind, feeling you clench around them and release your sweet juices on their cocks. Telling you how they wished they could spread your legs open wide, pushing them apart more so that they could lick and suck, eating you out until you were cumming on their tongue again and again.
And then, of course, there was the audience that just wanted to watch you get fucked. They didn’t care if they did it, no, they just wanted to watch you get bent over and fucked from behind; they wanted to watch you get split in half by a massive cock until you were moaning and whining, completely fucked out and cock drunk; they wanted to watch your pretty little face contort with each gasp and sigh as someone else was eating you out, flicking their tongue over your clit gently while their fingers stretch you out.
Yeah, it might be considered… weird now being basically a porn star but you didn’t really care. You were still able to have time to yourself, you were able to take less shifts at the crappy diner and you were able to live your daily life without much difference in it. At least, for now.
Your roommates didn’t even question it much. Eddie and Gareth didn’t really seem to judge you for what you did, in fact, they actually supported it when and where they could. It’s not their fault their roommate who likes to post pictures and videos of herself is smoking hot. And they’re just men, at the end of the day. Respectful men, but men nonetheless. You trusted them with your entire life; they had never given you any reason not to. You met them both in high school when you clung to their Dungeons and Dragons Club, latching onto them to have someone during those crappy years; literally—whoever said high school was the best years of your life was lying.
But Eddie and Gareth didn't mind at all. They smiled and let you into their club and group, doing anything they could to protect you from anyone that tried to hurt you. You were theirs. Eddie and Gareth both had so much love in their hearts for you, it was unreal. And they both wanted you, that much was true. But they would never let you drive a wedge between them; nor would they make you pick one of them when chances are you don’t have feelings for either of them.
So, instead, they sat back and enjoyed your company, watching you run around the apartment and helping you pick out new sets of lingerie whenever there was an online sale at Victoria’s Secret. Of course, you’ve never modeled those sets for the two of them… but they wouldn’t be opposed to seeing them on you in the flesh. In person, the lace fabric hugging and accentuating all of your curves while fitting to the mold of your body perfectly. Those two wouldn’t be opposed to doing anything you needed for help with your… uh, platform?
But Gareth and Eddie would never really go out of their way to ask if you needed help. The utter embarrassment that would bring them would be enough to never even think about asking to help you with anything. I mean, come on, they don’t want their pride and their egos to take hits, do they? Of course not—this was Eddie and Gareth we were talking about after all.
So when you brought it up? My god, they were geeking so hard at the thought of seeing you naked in person and the thought of pleasing you and watching you fall apart that they actually had to ensure you were being serious and not playing a trick on them.
You literally were sitting at the kitchen table, reading over the comments and responses of one of your last videos. Most of those comments saying that it was incredibly hot and such a turn on how you spread yourself out on your bed before running your hands over your curves and plush skin. How your hands ran over your breasts, squeezing them slightly, before running down your stomach and hips to your thighs. How you would settle on the bed just perfectly and rub your clit gently with your middle and ring finger before rubbing up and down your folds gently. How your moans were literally music to their ears when your fingers finally slipped into your core softly, pumping in and out slowly. How it was incredibly hot and sexy to watch you masturbate, but watching you get fucked into the bed would be even fucking hotter.
And as those comments popped up on the screen, you got an idea in your head. You glanced over at Eddie and Gareth who were sitting on the couch, playing some stupid video game. They were bickering at each other about something dumb that had nothing to do with the game on the television in front of them. A small smirk formed on your face before you stood up and moved with such grace towards them, stopping in front of them. You blocked their view of the television with your hands on your hips.
“Hey, what the hell?” Gareth whined, trying to look behind you at the screen.
“What the fuck?” Eddie groaned, throwing his hands up as he looked at you.
“I need your help,” you said softly, looking at them. “Both of your help, if you’re willing to help me, that is.”
“With?” Eddie asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Oh, is Victoria’s Secret doing another sale?” Gareth asked, sitting up straight on the couch. He smiled, a little too eager and ready to help you look through any and all matching sets to find the perfect one.
You shook your head, your gaze bouncing between the two boys in front of you. “Not quite,” you mumbled softly. “I need help with content. I want to… throw some others into the mix and into my videos.” You looked at your roommates, gaze falling between the two of them. “I want you two to fuck me for my content.”
And that’s how you found yourself here, on your bed with most of your clothes discarded in a heap on the floor. As you laid before them in just your lace panties, Eddie and Gareth sat by eagerly. Both of the boys were ready to pounce on you, and ready to make all the dreams they had about you a reality while they made you feel oh so good. And you actually thought it was a good idea… something Gareth rarely has. And maybe it’s just because he wants to have his way with you and take his time to memorize your body and what makes you tick for his later masturbation sessions to thoughts of you, or maybe it’s because he wants your content to be good (it was definitely the first option.)
But a trial run of a threesome before pulling out the camera was definitely a good idea… right?
Yeah, no, definitely…
“God, you’re so pretty,” Eddie mumbled, leaving soft kisses on the plush skin of your neck. “So pretty, baby girl.” He smirked, nuzzling his nose into the nape of your neck.
“The prettiest,” Gareth agreed, kissing down your bare chest. He kissed down between your breasts, smiling to himself as he got a face full of your round, perky breasts. He stuck his tongue out, licking down the skin of your plush stomach. He placed a soft kiss above the hem of your panties, looking up at you—his bright blue eyes now dark and clouded with lust. “So fucking pretty for us, princess.” Gareth added, pulling your pink lace panties down your hips and thighs gently. He tossed your lace panties up to Eddie, smirking as Eddie caught them, instantly bringing them to his nose. Eddie took a deep inhale of the lace fabric, moaning as he looked at you.
“You smell so sweet, baby girl,” Eddie said, shoving the lace fabric in front of your face, encouraging you to smell them for yourself. You groaned, closing your eyes as you took a deep sniff of the fabric in Eddie’s hands. “That’s it, baby, so pretty and so sweet, aren't you?” Eddie moved back to leave more kisses on your neck.
Beneath you, Gareth spread your legs apart gently, taking a good look at your glistening heat while Eddie started nipping and biting on your neck, your panties falling beside him on the bed for the time being.
A small moan left your mouth as both of them continued to touch your skin. Eddie’s lips were on your neck leaving kisses and bites before his left hand moved over your bare chest, squeezing your round breasts gently. Meanwhile, Gareth’s fingers dipped into the soft and plush skin of your thighs, moving your legs over his shoulders gently. He looked up at your glistening heat again, licking his lips before he looked up at you with a smirk.
“Fuck, princess, you’re so wet for us.” Gareth smirked, licking a long stripe up your folds. “Fuck, you taste so good too, god, been dreaming of this.” He moaned, his eyes rolling back in his head gently.
A loud moan left your lips as your back arched off the bed beneath you. Eddie’s hand pushed you back against the bed, moving up to your face gently. He pulled your face towards him, leaning in to place a kiss on your lips.
“Come on, baby girl, think you can be quiet for us? Never took you for someone so loud,” Eddie teased, tugging your bottom lip between his teeth. You groaned softly, nodding your head.
“Aw, come on, Eddie,” Gareth smirked, licking another stripe up your folds. “I want to hear all the pretty sounds she’s making for us,” he said, leaving a soft kiss on your clit. Your breath hitched, a moan escaping your lips as your soft thighs tightened their grip around Gareth’s head.
“Shut it, Emerson,” Eddie hissed, looking down at his fluffy haired friend who had his face buried into your pussy. “You’re the one between her thighs, you only want to hear her because you’re causing those sounds.” Eddie glared at Gareth before he looked back at you, kissing your lips again. Only this time his lips moved more desperately and passionately.
Gareth groaned at Eddie’s words, moving back to what he was previously doing. He licked another long stripe up your folds before he positioned his head a little differently. His nose pressed against your sensitive clit, adding the perfect amount of pressure as his tongue teasingly circled around your entrance.
You let a gasp out into Eddie’s mouth at the feeling of Gareth’s tongue before your right hand moved down to his fluffy hair. Your fingers curled around his locks, tugging on them slightly as your thighs tightened around his head again. Gareth groaned against you, his tongue darting in and out of your core slightly as he looked up at you, watching you continue to kiss Eddie while he stayed between your thighs.
Your left hand moved towards Eddie’s lap, fumbling with his belt desperately. It would be a lie to say you weren’t so much as a little curious to see what your friends were working with under their clothes… and, as much you wanted them both to fuck you into the mattress during this… trial run, you also wanted to make sure they were both pleased as much as you were at the end of this.
Eddie pulled away from the kiss, moving his hands to help you. He undid his belt swiftly and unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them down slightly with his boxers. “What’re you doing, princess?” He asked, looking at you with lust filled eyes as your hand moved closer to him. He pushed his boxers down just enough for his hardened cock to spring free and hit his stomach, a groan leaving his mouth as the cool air hit his sensitive cock. You gasped, looking at him in full as your hand moved closer, wrapping around the thick base of his cock. You squeezed his thick cock slightly, pumping your hand up and down slowly as Eddie’s head fell back against the headboard. “Fuck, yeah, feel that? That’s all because of you; god. Just seeing you and hearing you is making me hard as a rock.”
Gareth groaned, thrusting his hips into the mattress as his tongue continued its assault on your core. He looked up at you and Eddie, groaning against you as he watched you jack off his best friend. You moaned as Gareth’s nose pressed more pressure on your clit, leaning over to kiss Eddie’s lips as you pumped your hand up and down faster. Eddie moaned into your mouth, his hands moving back to roam over your breasts.
Gareth’s fingers squeezed the soft skin of your thighs slightly, moaning as you squeezed them against his head more. The fingers of your right hand tugged on his hair again, while your left hand continued to work on Eddie’s cock. Your thumb slid over the slit gently before you squeezed harder, pumping him faster.
“Jesus Christ,” Gareth mumbled, pulling his head away from your core slightly. His right hand moved to your core instead, swirling two fingers at your entrance before he pushed them into you slowly.
You gasped and pulled away from the kiss with Eddie, moaning as you looked down at Gareth. He smiled up at you with a cocky grin, pumping his fingers into you slowly and teasingly. “Fuck you,” you mumbled, groaning as Eddie’s hips thrusted up into your hand.
“Is that an invitation?” Gareth smirked, leaving kisses on your thighs as he continued to pump his fingers into you slowly. He ground his hips against the mattress again, biting the soft skin of your thighs gently.
“I’ll gladly take that invitation,” Eddie mumbled, sighing as you slowed down your movements on his cock.
“Yeah, I’m sure you both would…” you gasped out as Gareth pumped his fingers faster and deeper.
“God, that sure did shut you up,” Gareth smirked, moving to suck on your clit gently.
“Pretty girl loves using her mouth until she can’t,” Eddie smirked, nodding at Gareth. “We’re gonna fuck you so good tonight that you won’t even be able to walk tomorrow.” Eddie added, looking at you. You groaned, removing your hand from Eddie’s cock as both of your hands moved to Gareth’s hair. You tugged on his fluffy hair tightly, whining slightly as he continued to thrust his fingers in and out of you. You pushed his head down, grinding against his fingers as your head fell back to the headboard.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you moaned, back arching off the bed. “Gareth, shit, fuck, I’m gonna cum,” you mumbled, eyes closing as he continued to thrust his fingers inside of you. He curled them slightly, sucking on your clit as you groaned loudly, clenching around his fingers. Gareth’s name escaped your lips more as you continued to grind against his fingers, releasing around them.
Gareth moaned loudly, thrusting his hips into the mattress more as you rode out your high on his fingers. After a couple more thrusts he was done for, a blushing and moaning mess as he came inside of his jeans. “Fucking shit, baby,” he muttered, looking up at you. “Well fuck.”
Eddie’s eyes widened as he watched you grind against Gareth’s fingers and finish all over them. He moaned, grabbing your pink lace panties from beside him as he went to work fisting his cock with the pink fabric.
You sighed, falling back on the bed as your chest rose and fell rapidly. Glancing at Eddie, you groaned as you watched him jerk himself off with your panties. Gareth shuffled from underneath you, setting your thighs back on the bed gently as he removed his fingers from your core. He shifted to his knees, the wet patch on his jeans visible as he looked at Eddie and smirked.
“Want a taste?” He asked, moving his fingers towards Eddie’s mouth. Eddie’s lips wrapped around Gareth’s fingers, moaning as he sucked the juices, your juices, off of his best friend's fingers.
You groaned loudly, watching Eddie suck on Gareth’s fingers as he continued to thrust into the pink lace fabric in his hand. “Fuck,” Eddie groaned, looking at you. “God, baby girl, you taste so good,” he mumbled, his hips thrusting up sloppily as he felt his high come closer.
“Yeah?” You breathed out, moving closer to him. You placed your right hand on Eddie’s cheek and moved his face towards you, leaning in slowly. You kissed his lips, tongue grazing over his bottom lip before he sighed, opening his mouth for you. Your tongue slipped inside, moaning softly as you tasted yourself on his tongue.
Your moans and whines into his mouth were too much for Eddie, he pulled away from the kiss and moaned loudly. His head fell back against the headboard of your bed as he moaned your name, thrusting up again as he spilled his cum all over his jeans and your lace panties.
You gasped at the sight, groaning more as you watched him sit there. He was a hot and moaning mess as he pumped rope after rope of his cum everywhere. “Fuck,” he mumbled, looking down at his lap as he stopped his movements. “That’s the most I’ve ever had,” he laughed out, looking up at you with a smile.
“Yeah?” You giggled, looking at him.
“Yeah,” he mumbled, using your lace panties to clean up his mess slightly.
You glanced over at Gareth who was sitting on his knees on the bed, watching the two of you. You looked him up and down, smirking softly when you noticed the wet spot in his pants. You shifted to your knees and crawled over to him, kneeling in front of him with a small smile.
“I’d ask if it was your turn to cum,” you mumbled, wrapping your arms around his neck as you leaned closer. “But it looks like you already did,” you giggled, placing a soft kiss on his lips. Gareth kissed you back, his lips moving against yours as his hands moved to the soft skin of your sides. He ran his fingers down your sides, stopping his hands on your hips as he pulled you closer to his body.
“Couldn’t help myself,” he mumbled, smiling at you. “You’re too damn hot,” he added, kissing your lips again.
“Yeah?” You breathed out, smiling at him. “Maybe I can at least help you cum again?” You smirked, kissing down his neck as your fingers moved to the hem of his shirt. You tugged up on the soft fabric of his favorite faded Metallica shirt, pulling it up and over his body. He helped you, moving his arms over his head as he slid the shirt off and threw it to the side of the room. “You’re too overdressed,” you mumbled, looking back at Eddie as well. “Both of you are. You’re making me feel like a whore over here, naked while you’re still fully clothed.”
“You’re definitely not a whore,” Gareth mumbled, leaning in softly to place kisses on your neck. “Although, I wouldn’t complain if you were,” he smirked, biting at the skin of your neck softly.
“That depends,” Eddie smirked, undoing his jeans fully. He stood up and slid out of them, pushing them to the floor in a pile before he kicked them to the side. “If by a whore you mean someone who will do this with us?” He said, moving behind you, “well, then, who am I to judge?” He pressed his shirt covered chest against your bare back as hands moved around the front of your chest, squeezing your breasts gently.
You gasped at the feeling, your head falling back against Eddie’s shoulder as you looked up at him with a small smirk. “You only care if I’m your whore, huh?”
“I didn’t say that,” he smirked, looking down at you.
“But, he didn’t deny it, either,” Gareth smirked, his hands running down to your soft thighs, his fingers grazing over the skin gently as he looked up at you. “So, tell me, princess,” he muttered, leaning closer to you. “What do you want to do?”
You looked up at him, smiling softly. “Well, clearly I want to do you,” you replied, smirking at him. “That okay?” You giggled, leaning closer to him as your lips caught his in another kiss.
Gareth kissed you back, his lips moving against yours frantically. Your hands ran down his chest and stomach, feeling over every inch of his skin before you stopped at the waist of his jeans. Your fingers undid his belt carefully and unbuttoned his jeans before you unzipped them, pulling away from the kiss gently to look up at him.
Eddie’s hands squeezed your breasts more, a loud whine leaving your lips as you leaned back against him. Eddie smirked, leaving kisses on your neck. “God, baby girl, I love hearing you,” he whispered into your neck. “Can’t wait to hear all the noises you’ll make from Gareth’s cock.” He left soft kisses on your neck, biting down gently.
“Gonna make her moan and whine so loud she won’t even know what to do,” Gareth smirked, winking at you before he stood up and pushed his jeans off. You looked up at him, watching as he undressed fully, exposing himself to you and Eddie. You bit your lip, groaning softly as your eyes roamed up and down Gareth’s body, taking in every inch and committing it to your memory for your own personal enjoyment later.
“You’re staring,” Eddie smirked, whispering in your ear as he looked up at Gareth. “Got a crush on Gareth?” He teased, his hands moving down your breasts to your stomach to your thighs. His hands stopped on your thighs, rubbing gentle circles on the soft skin as he watched you stare down his friend.
“What?” You asked, shaking your head slightly before you glanced back at Eddie. “I’m not staring,” you added, blushing a bit as you looked back at Gareth as he stood in front of you.
“I think you might be, princess,” Gareth smirked, looking at you as he wrapped his right hand around the base of his cock. He pumped himself a few times, a small groan escaping his lips as he walked towards you. “But that’s okay, because we were staring at you earlier, pretty girl,” he smiled, leaving a soft kiss on your lips. “So, let’s just consider us even, yeah?”
“Oh… okay,” you gulped slightly, nodding as you watched him move closer towards the bed. He sat back in the spot you were in earlier, leaning against the headboard as he looked at you.
“Come on, pretty girl, I don’t bite,” Gareth said, looking at you. “At least, not super hard.” He shrugged, taking your hand in his gently. He pulled you closer to him, smiling as you straddled his waist. “Besides, if I did, it would just be to mark you up,” he teased, his hands finding your hips softly.
“Yeah? You’re gonna mark me up?” You asked, your arms wrapping around his neck gently.
“That depends, am I allowed to?” Gareth asked, his thumbs rubbing soft circles on your hips.
“Definitely.” You nodded. “You are both allowed to do whatever you want to me.”
“Whatever we want, huh?” Eddie asked, moving closer to you. “I’m liking my odds here.” He smirked, looking at you.
Your gaze met Eddie’s and you smiled, laughing slightly. “Okay, to an extent,” you mumbled, leaning over to kiss his lips gently. “Remember I do still need to look presentable for my actual job and life,” you said, looking at Eddie.
“Hey, we are respectful gentlemen,” Eddie nodded, looking at Gareth. “Ain’t that right, Gare?”
Gareth nodded, smiling as he looked at you. “Always, pretty girl,” he mumbled, his fingers moving up and down your sides gently. “We don’t just take, we give too.” He leaned in, placing a soft kiss on your neck. “And we share.”
“Yes, we definitely share.” Eddie nodded, “we take turns, actually. And right now, it’s Gareth’s turn. Give your crush the attention he craves.” Eddie smirked, winking as he leaned back against the headboard with his arms behind his head. “I’ll enjoy watching again until it’s my turn.”
You blushed softly, glancing at Eddie before looking back at Gareth. “You always seem to get first, huh?” You asked, leaning in to kiss him again. Gareth smiled into the kiss, his hands moving down to your thighs. He squeezed the soft skin gently and looked at you.
“He likes to be nice, I think.” He mumbled, motioning towards Eddie with his head. “I think it helps get him off knowing he’s being a protector or some shit.” Gareth nodded, looking at you. “But, I’m not complaining, I’ll take a pretty girl in my lap any day. Especially if that pretty girl is you.”
You shook your head at his playful flirting and smiled. “You’re so sweet,” you mumbled, moving to your knees gently. “I’m wondering if this trial run was your idea so you were able to do whatever you wanted before the cameras started rolling.” You commented, looking down at him.
Gareth feigned hurt, gasping as he looked up at you. “How dare you think of me as so low,” he teased. “I do have some respect, you know?”
You giggled, shaking your head as your right hand moved down to his cock. “You have absolutely no respect for anyone or anything,” you corrected him. Your right hand wrapped around the base of his cock, moving it through your slick folds gently. Gareth’s breath hitched, any sort of cocky response he had now gone as he closed his eyes.
“Hm?” He hummed, groaning slightly as you sunk down on his cock slowly. “Fuck,” he mumbled, your name leaving his lips in another gasp.
You smirked, looking at him. “Mm, cat got your tongue?” You moaned out, sinking onto him completely. “Fuck,” you sighed. “God, Gareth, is this why you’re also so damn cocky? You’re like, huge.”
Gareth smirked, his eyes opening to look at you. “Yeah, well,” he mumbled, “it’s a gift, really,” he leaned in, kissing your lips. His hands tightened their grip on your hips, slowly helping you move. He lifted your hips gently before moving you back down onto his cock. He moaned against your lips, kissing down your neck as you continued to move on his cock. “Fuck, you feel so good,” Gareth muttered into your neck.
“Yeah, so do you,” you whined, bouncing slowly. “Fuck, Gareth, so big, fill me up.” You sighed, moving your head to the side to give him more room. Your hands moved up his arms to his biceps, fingers wrapping around the muscles there slightly. “Fucking drummer,” you moaned, your nails digging into the skin on his biceps.
Gareth groaned at the feeling, his fingers digging into your hips more. “What about drumming?” He asked, pulling away from your neck to look at you.
You looked at him, your nails scratching up and down the skin of his biceps as your movements stopped, sitting still on him. “It’s hot,” you admitted, kissing his lips roughly. “So fucking hot, okay?”
Gareth moaned, his hips bucking up into you as you sat still on him. “You’re boosting my ego, princess,” he replied, moving you gently.
“Yeah, well, it’s true,” you moaned loudly, his name slipping from your lips as he moved you up and down his cock slightly. “Ever since high school, fuck. Just, watching you drum in your garage at band practice, watching you drum on stage during sets, watching you practice your drums it’s just; fuck.” A groan left your lips as you moved your hips against his. “You are so fucking hot, okay? Eddie’s right. I have a massive crush on you.” You admitted, leaning in to kiss his lips again.
Gareth kissed your lips slightly before he pulled away to look at you. “Woah, woah; what was that?” He asked, his gaze meeting yours. “What did you just say?” He asked, looking at you.
“You heard me,” you mumbled, shaking your head as you turned pink slightly. “Both you and Eddie are incredibly hot. How the fuck you’re both still single shocks me.” You glanced at Eddie, seeing the smirk on his lips.
“Oh, so you got a crush on both of us? Is that why you wanted both of our help?” Eddie asked, moving closer towards you. He moved behind you, kneeling behind your body.
“No,” you muttered, gasping as Eddie’s hands wrapped around your body and squeezed your breasts roughly. “Fuck,” you moaned, “okay, maybe.” Eddie squeezed your breasts harder and a loud whine escaped your lips as your head fell back against his shoulder. “Okay, fine. Yes! Okay? Happy?” You shook your head, turning bright red.
“So you wanted both of our help for your little content so you were able to fuck us both?” Eddie asked, his hands gently massaging your breasts as he placed soft kisses on your temple.
“I, uh,” you whispered, closing your eyes. “Yes?”
“Oh, baby girl,” Gareth muttered, thrusting his hips up into you again. “You don’t have to feel embarrassed about that,” he said, his hands squeezing your hips before his thumbs rubbed soft circles on your stomach. “Eddie and I would both do anything for you if you asked us.”
“We would,” Eddie agreed, massaging your breasts more as he placed soft kisses on your neck. He trailed kisses over your neck slightly before he found the spot that made you whine. As soon as his lips hit that spot on your neck, a shiver ran through your entire body. Eddie smirked, sinking his teeth into your skin slightly.
“Fuck,” you groaned, eyes closing as Eddie sucked on your skin. “Eddie,” you moaned, slowing your movements on Gareth’s cock.
Eddie hummed against your neck, smirking as his right hand trailed down your chest and stomach. He stopped at your lower stomach, his middle and ring fingers slowly rubbing circles over your clit. Gareth groaned, feeling you clench around him at the new sensation.
“Fuck, Eddie,” Gareth sighed, his hands gripping your hips tighter as he helped you move up and down on his cock again. “She’s gonna cum, I feel it,” he groaned softly.
“Oh, is she?” Eddie smirked, rubbing your clit faster. “Is that true, pretty girl? Are you going to cum on Gareth’s cock?”
You whined loudly, nodding slightly. “Yes,” you muttered softly. “Gonna cum on Gareth’s cock…”
Gareth groaned, moving your body before he thrusted up to meet the movements. As you were coming down, he was thrusting up into you. As Gareth was thrusting up into you, Eddie’s fingers were moving skillfully over your clit.
“Come on, baby girl,” Gareth mumbled. “Cum for me, cum for us,” he squeezed your hips tighter, helping you bounce on his cock faster. Eddie’s movements sped up, matching perfectly with Gareth’s.
“Oh, God,” you moaned loudly, head falling back against Eddie’s shoulder as you clenched around Gareth’s cock again. “Fuck, fuck—fuck,” your hips moved slightly, grinding down against Gareth as your whole body twitched. As you felt one of the biggest orgasms you’ve ever had climb up, you saw stars. Gareth’s and Eddie’s names left your mouth together, muffled and strung together as you clenched around Gareth and released all over his cock.
“Jesus Christ,” Gareth mumbled, watching you. He moaned as he felt you clench around him again and again, your grip on his cock tightening with each movement. He groaned, his head falling back against the headboard as he thrusted up into you, releasing his load with a loud moan that sounded awfully like your name. “Fuck.”
“Holy shit,” Eddie commented, watching you two. He held you up while you caught your breath slightly.
“Shit,” you sighed, looking at Gareth. He offered you a weak smile before he leaned closer to you and kissed your lips softly.
“How’re you doing?” He asked, fingers pushing your hair out of your face gently.
You nodded slightly, smiling as you leaned against Eddie. “Perfect.”
“You sure, princess?” Eddie asked, rubbing soft circles on your hips. You hummed and looked up at him, nodding slightly.
“Positive. I’m great, really.”
“You up for some more? Or you want a break?” Gareth asked, glancing at Eddie.
“No, I’m good. I think.” You nodded, sitting up slowly. Gareth helped you off of him gently, ensuring you kept your balance as you kneeled beside him on the bed.
“You’re positive you’re okay?” Eddie asked, looking at you.
“Positive,” you smiled, moving towards Eddie. You sat on your knees in front of him, running your hands up his chest gently. You leaned closer, kissing his lips as your fingers messed with the hem of Eddie’s shirt. Eddie’s lips moved against yours, groaning softly as you lifted up the fabric of his tee. He pulled away slightly, tossing his shirt to the side before his lips met yours once again.
Eddie pushed you back onto the bed slowly, hovering over you as he kissed down your neck and chest. His lips moved slowly over every inch and curve of your body, taking it all in as Gareth did earlier. His hands ran down your sides slowly, fingertips trailing over your skin lightly as he glanced up at you with a smirk.
You moaned softly, your fingers tangling through his hair as your eyes closed, head falling back against the pillows. “Eddie,” you whined softly, hips bucking up slightly, just begging to be touched by him.
“Look at that, Gare,” Eddie purred, “even when she’s fucked out of her mind, she’s still begging for more.” He smirked, placing a soft kiss on your lower stomach. “Your cum is oozing out of her and she’s begging for more.” You whined again, looking down at Eddie before you glanced at Gareth.
“I know,” Gareth smirked, leaning over to kiss your neck softly. “She’s so greedy, isn’t she?” As the question left his lips, his teeth grazed over your neck gently. You moaned softly, moving your head to the side as he nibbled against your skin. Your free hand moved to Gareth’s hair, tugging on the fluffy locks gently.
While Gareth’s lips attacked your neck, his hands ran over your chest, squeezing your breasts gently. You moaned softly, eyes closing again as the two boys continued to kiss and nip at your skin. His hands massaged your breasts, teeth nibbling at your neck as Eddie’s lips moved down lower, nipping at your inner thighs.
Eddie placed a soft kiss on your inner thigh, moving closer to your core. He licked a long stripe up your folds, moaning at the taste of your juices mixed with Gareth’s cum. Eddie’s tongue darted in and out of your core, feasting on the mixed release like his life depended on it. A gasp left you as he continued to prod his tongue in and out, his nose grazing against your sensitive clit slightly.
“Eddie,” your fingers pulled on Eddie’s hair tighter, groaning as he moaned against your core.
“Yes, pretty girl?” Eddie mumbled, looking up at you. He licked up your folds again, his tongue flicking over your clit gently before he sucked on it teasingly. Gareth kissed down your neck before he bit down on your collarbone gently, sucking on the skin there. Gareth’s hand massaged your breast again, his fingers pinching at your nipple gently.
“F-fuck,” you sighed, melting into their touches more and more. Eddie smirked, his pointer finger circling at your entrance before slowly pushing into your core. He thrusted his finger in and out slowly, picking up the pace before adding a second finger. Eddie kissed up your thighs, his fingers thrusting into you as his lips moved up your lower stomach towards your breasts. His lips wrapped around your free nipple, sucking on it slowly as his fingers moved slower within your core.
Eddie sucked on one nipple while Gareth’s fingers pinched your other nipple, rolling the hardened nub between his calloused fingers. Gareth bit down harder on your collarbone while Eddie’s teeth grazed over your nipple. As Eddie’s fingers pumped in and out of you faster, he curled them slightly, causing your back to arch off the bed with a pitiful moan leaving your lips.
Eddie groaned around your nipple, pulling away slightly as he smirked. “I think she’s gonna cum again, Gareth,” he muttered, curling his fingers again.
“Yeah?” Gareth smirked, kissing back towards your neck. He kissed up towards your ear, his teeth nibbling on your earlobe gently. “Cum for us, baby,” Gareth mumbled into your ear. “You’re being such a good girl for us,” he added, tugging your earlobe with his teeth gently.
Eddie’s fingers pumped in and out of you faster, curling at a different angle that had you seeing stars. You clenched around his fingers more, not even able to form words anymore.
“Mmm,” you moaned out, eyes closing as you felt the most intense wave of pleasure forming in the pit of your stomach.
“That’s it, baby,” Gareth purred into your ear.
“Yeah, pretty girl, cum on my fingers for me,” Eddie encouraged, pumping his digits faster and deeper. “Cum again for us.”
You whined loudly, back arching off the bed as you clenched around Eddie’s fingers, releasing more of your juices. Eddie smirked, his fingers pumping slower to help you ride out yet another high of the night.
You relaxed back against the bed, trying to catch your breath. Eddie pulled his fingers out of your core, licking the juices off slowly with a groan before he flopped on your left and Gareth flopped on your right, both moving closer to you.
“So, when do we pull the camera out?” Eddie asked, his left arm draping over your stomach. “You know, for all of that content you needed so badly.”
“Hm?” You mumbled, resting your head on Gareth’s shoulder. “Oh, maybe tomorrow?” You suggested.
Gareth smiled, placing a soft kiss on your temple as his right arm draped over your chest gently. “You think you can handle tomorrow?” He asked, his thumb rubbing over your arm gently.
You hummed softly, closing your eyes. “We’ll see…”
“I don’t think she can,” Eddie teased, nuzzling his head into your neck gently.
“I don’t know, she’s pretty stubborn. If she says she can handle it then she probably can, right, princess?” Gareth looked at you, but chuckled slightly when he heard soft snores coming from you.
“Damn, we tired her out,” Eddie laughed.
“Fucked her so good she fell asleep. Wait, does that mean we can stay here?”
“I’m going with yes,” Eddie nodded, closing his eyes. “It’s gonna be the best sleep I’ve gotten in years.”
Gareth hummed, smiling as he placed another soft kiss on your temple. “Yeah, me too,” he agreed. “Until we figure out everything she dropped on us.”
“One step at a time, my dear Gareth. One step at a time. For now, get some sleep. Both of you did more than me, I think you both need sleep.”
“Yeah,” Gareth yawned slightly. “Goodnight, Eds.”
“Night, Gare.”
“Night,” you mumbled, snuggling into them more before more soft snores came from your mouth.
You figured this fun fact out the first time you gave him a handjob when you two started dating. You were only trying to gather the precum leaking from the tip for more lubrication.
All it took was gliding your thumb back and forth over the slit of him.
And that’s when it started- the whimpering.
No man had ever whimpered for you before, and there was something so fucking hot about it. You’d watch him throw his head back into the pillows, only for him to look down again, watching the way your hand moved on his cock.
Turning to face you again, your lips collided into a hot and wet kiss. Only breaking apart to feel his heavy breathing on your lips. You kiss your way down his neck while moving your hand from the tip back to his shaft, leaning down to softly kiss his nipple… then giving it a small nibble.
Oh did I forget to mention? Eddie’s nipples are just as sensitive.
You can’t even threaten to twist them when you play fight ‘cause as he has once said, “I will literally cum in my pants.” Just for him to then smirk, “Oh wait— I mean, noooo, don’t pinch or twist my nipples. I hate when that happens. You should totally not do that to me.”
As you kiss back up his chest and neck, you slide your hand up his cock and find how much more pre cum has gathered.
So of course you started rubbing your thumb across the tip of his cock again, just for him to mumble, “I could cum just from this. Seriously. You’re so fucking good.”
You can’t help but giggle as he whimpers and moves his face to the side, trying to hide his face in the pillows.
His legs are twitching so much, you have to swing your thick thigh over his to pin at least one of them down.
He moans out, “Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuck, it feels so good—!”
You keep moving over his slit, back and forth, until you decide he deserves a break, sliding your hand back down his shaft.
But when he breathes out that sigh of relief, it triggers something in you. You bring your hand right back up his shaft, gliding your thumb over the tip again.
Eddie’s entire body twitches as he lets out the hottest moans and whimpers. You go a little faster, and he manages to choke out, “That was like a second long break- fuck, shit.”
He turns his face towards you, only to be met with your smug grin. “You finding joy in this?”
You giggle, “It’s hot. Hearing you whimper and struggle.”
He bites his bottom lip, fighting off a moan, gritting his teeth, “Fuck you, fuuuuck you.”
You can’t help but smile sweetly and ask, “You want me to stop?”
He doesn’t hesitate, “No, god no, please.. do not stop.”
It goes on for a few more minutes, occasionally moving down his shaft to give him a break, and when you go back to the tip, you hear it,
“Please—“ he gasps, “Please, please.”
You look over at him, kissing his neck, “Please, what?”
He grunts, “Please make me cum.”
You gotta take pity in him, he did ask so nicely, after all.
You move your hand back down his shaft, and lean down over his cock to spit on it. Eddie moans softly as he watches you.
You continue up and down his cock, only swiping at the tip now for extra lubrication from the pre cum. And it only takes a few moments before you feel the base of cock pulsing, his body seizing up,
You watch as his cum shoots out, landing on his lower belly and dripping down your hand. You keep going, slower, and another glide over the tip.
He’s whimpering again, twitching, breath hitching- you finally stop and slowly move your hand off him, licking what dripped on you off your fingers.
He catches his breath before looking over at you, “How are you so much better at this than me?”
You raise a brow, “What?”
“You’re better at giving me a handy, than I am on myself.”
You can’t help but laugh. But one second he’s sprawled across the bed catching his breath, and the next he’s suddenly pushing himself upright, grabbing your wrist before you can even react.
“Hey—”
But he’s already pulling you down beneath him.
Eddie cages you in with his arms braced on either side of your head, knees settling on either side of your thighs as the mattress dips under his weight. His curls fall forward around his face, eyes darker now, the usual teasing glint replaced by something far more fixated.
“You think you’re funny,” he says, voice still rough from everything you just put him through.
Your lips twitch fighting off a smile, “I mean… a little.”
He scoffs, “Oh, I bet you do.”
His hand slides down your hip slowly, fingers curling into the waistband of your lace panties.
“You sit there torturing me for what felt like hours,” he mutters, leaning closer, “looking all proud of yourself.”
You shrug innocently. “You were the one begging.”
Eddie’s mouth drops open in offended disbelief. “Oh, you are unbelievable.”
Before you can respond, he kisses you. The kind of kiss that steals the breath right out of your chest.
When he pulls back, there’s a crooked grin on his face again, but it’s different now. A devious little grin.
“Yeah,” he murmurs. “Laugh it up while you can.”
His fingers hook into your waistband and with one quick tug, he drags the lace down your legs.
Your breath catches as Eddie shifts, settling between your thighs like he’s exactly where he belongs.
He glances up at you through the mess of his curls, brown eyes bright with mischief and something a little feral.
“Now…”
His hands slide firmly over your thighs, pulling you closer to his face.
“It’s my turn.”
Your hands move into his curls like a reflex, cause the way Eddie looks at you right before he leans in- makes it very clear he plans on making you regret every second you spent teasing him.
Over the weekend I had a person reach out to me anonymously on here that lead to them accusing me of being a PDF because I write for Eddie Munson (they then revealed themselves via their side & main blog accounts)
(Even tho he is 20yr in the show (confirmed via the gravestone 1966-1986) Joseph Quinn is in his 30s, and in my fics, Eddie is always 21+)
So with that being said, I’m gonna take a break from writing & tumblr for a bit. I know it’s not true by any means, and that would also mean every other writer on here for Eddie, Steve, Billy, etc. would also fall under that accusation per this person and that’s just not accurate.
But I’ve never gotten any hate on here before, so to go from no hate to this intense of hate in one day, really put me in a funk.
Love you all!
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You figured this fun fact out the first time you gave him a handjob when you two started dating. You were only trying to gather the precum leaking from the tip for more lubrication.
All it took was gliding your thumb back and forth over the slit of him.
And that’s when it started- the whimpering.
No man had ever whimpered for you before, and there was something so fucking hot about it. You’d watch him throw his head back into the pillows, only for him to look down again, watching the way your hand moved on his cock.
Turning to face you again, your lips collided into a hot and wet kiss. Only breaking apart to feel his heavy breathing on your lips. You kiss your way down his neck while moving your hand from the tip back to his shaft, leaning down to softly kiss his nipple… then giving it a small nibble.
Oh did I forget to mention? Eddie’s nipples are just as sensitive.
You can’t even threaten to twist them when you play fight ‘cause as he has once said, “I will literally cum in my pants.” Just for him to then smirk, “Oh wait— I mean, noooo, don’t pinch or twist my nipples. I hate when that happens. You should totally not do that to me.”
As you kiss back up his chest and neck, you slide your hand up his cock and find how much more pre cum has gathered.
So of course you started rubbing your thumb across the tip of his cock again, just for him to mumble, “I could cum just from this. Seriously. You’re so fucking good.”
You can’t help but giggle as he whimpers and moves his face to the side, trying to hide his face in the pillows.
His legs are twitching so much, you have to swing your thick thigh over his to pin at least one of them down.
He moans out, “Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuck, it feels so good—!”
You keep moving over his slit, back and forth, until you decide he deserves a break, sliding your hand back down his shaft.
But when he breathes out that sigh of relief, it triggers something in you. You bring your hand right back up his shaft, gliding your thumb over the tip again.
Eddie’s entire body twitches as he lets out the hottest moans and whimpers. You go a little faster, and he manages to choke out, “That was like a second long break- fuck, shit.”
He turns his face towards you, only to be met with your smug grin. “You finding joy in this?”
You giggle, “It’s hot. Hearing you whimper and struggle.”
He bites his bottom lip, fighting off a moan, gritting his teeth, “Fuck you, fuuuuck you.”
You can’t help but smile sweetly and ask, “You want me to stop?”
He doesn’t hesitate, “No, god no, please.. do not stop.”
It goes on for a few more minutes, occasionally moving down his shaft to give him a break, and when you go back to the tip, you hear it,
“Please—“ he gasps, “Please, please.”
You look over at him, kissing his neck, “Please, what?”
He grunts, “Please make me cum.”
You gotta take pity in him, he did ask so nicely, after all.
You move your hand back down his shaft, and lean down over his cock to spit on it. Eddie moans softly as he watches you.
You continue up and down his cock, only swiping at the tip now for extra lubrication from the pre cum. And it only takes a few moments before you feel the base of cock pulsing, his body seizing up,
You watch as his cum shoots out, landing on his lower belly and dripping down your hand. You keep going, slower, and another glide over the tip.
He’s whimpering again, twitching, breath hitching- you finally stop and slowly move your hand off him, licking what dripped on you off your fingers.
He catches his breath before looking over at you, “How are you so much better at this than me?”
You raise a brow, “What?”
“You’re better at giving me a handy, than I am on myself.”
You can’t help but laugh. But one second he’s sprawled across the bed catching his breath, and the next he’s suddenly pushing himself upright, grabbing your wrist before you can even react.
“Hey—”
But he’s already pulling you down beneath him.
Eddie cages you in with his arms braced on either side of your head, knees settling on either side of your thighs as the mattress dips under his weight. His curls fall forward around his face, eyes darker now, the usual teasing glint replaced by something far more fixated.
“You think you’re funny,” he says, voice still rough from everything you just put him through.
Your lips twitch fighting off a smile, “I mean… a little.”
He scoffs, “Oh, I bet you do.”
His hand slides down your hip slowly, fingers curling into the waistband of your lace panties.
“You sit there torturing me for what felt like hours,” he mutters, leaning closer, “looking all proud of yourself.”
You shrug innocently. “You were the one begging.”
Eddie’s mouth drops open in offended disbelief. “Oh, you are unbelievable.”
Before you can respond, he kisses you. The kind of kiss that steals the breath right out of your chest.
When he pulls back, there’s a crooked grin on his face again, but it’s different now. A devious little grin.
“Yeah,” he murmurs. “Laugh it up while you can.”
His fingers hook into your waistband and with one quick tug, he drags the lace down your legs.
Your breath catches as Eddie shifts, settling between your thighs like he’s exactly where he belongs.
He glances up at you through the mess of his curls, brown eyes bright with mischief and something a little feral.
“Now…”
His hands slide firmly over your thighs, pulling you closer to his face.
“It’s my turn.”
Your hands move into his curls like a reflex, cause the way Eddie looks at you right before he leans in- makes it very clear he plans on making you regret every second you spent teasing him.
You figured this fun fact out the first time you gave him a handjob when you two started dating. You were only trying to gather the precum leaking from the tip for more lubrication.
All it took was gliding your thumb back and forth over the slit of him.
And that’s when it started- the whimpering.
No man had ever whimpered for you before, and there was something so fucking hot about it. You’d watch him throw his head back into the pillows, only for him to look down again, watching the way your hand moved on his cock.
Turning to face you again, your lips collided into a hot and wet kiss. Only breaking apart to feel his heavy breathing on your lips. You kiss your way down his neck while moving your hand from the tip back to his shaft, leaning down to softly kiss his nipple… then giving it a small nibble.
Oh did I forget to mention? Eddie’s nipples are just as sensitive.
You can’t even threaten to twist them when you play fight ‘cause as he has once said, “I will literally cum in my pants.” Just for him to then smirk, “Oh wait— I mean, noooo, don’t pinch or twist my nipples. I hate when that happens. You should totally not do that to me.”
As you kiss back up his chest and neck, you slide your hand up his cock and find how much more pre cum has gathered.
So of course you started rubbing your thumb across the tip of his cock again, just for him to mumble, “I could cum just from this. Seriously. You’re so fucking good.”
You can’t help but giggle as he whimpers and moves his face to the side, trying to hide his face in the pillows.
His legs are twitching so much, you have to swing your thick thigh over his to pin at least one of them down.
He moans out, “Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuck, it feels so good—!”
You keep moving over his slit, back and forth, until you decide he deserves a break, sliding your hand back down his shaft.
But when he breathes out that sigh of relief, it triggers something in you. You bring your hand right back up his shaft, gliding your thumb over the tip again.
Eddie’s entire body twitches as he lets out the hottest moans and whimpers. You go a little faster, and he manages to choke out, “That was like a second long break- fuck, shit.”
He turns his face towards you, only to be met with your smug grin. “You finding joy in this?”
You giggle, “It’s hot. Hearing you whimper and struggle.”
He bites his bottom lip, fighting off a moan, gritting his teeth, “Fuck you, fuuuuck you.”
You can’t help but smile sweetly and ask, “You want me to stop?”
He doesn’t hesitate, “No, god no, please.. do not stop.”
It goes on for a few more minutes, occasionally moving down his shaft to give him a break, and when you go back to the tip, you hear it,
“Please—“ he gasps, “Please, please.”
You look over at him, kissing his neck, “Please, what?”
He grunts, “Please make me cum.”
You gotta take pity in him, he did ask so nicely, after all.
You move your hand back down his shaft, and lean down over his cock to spit on it. Eddie moans softly as he watches you.
You continue up and down his cock, only swiping at the tip now for extra lubrication from the pre cum. And it only takes a few moments before you feel the base of cock pulsing, his body seizing up,
You watch as his cum shoots out, landing on his lower belly and dripping down your hand. You keep going, slower, and another glide over the tip.
He’s whimpering again, twitching, breath hitching- you finally stop and slowly move your hand off him, licking what dripped on you off your fingers.
He catches his breath before looking over at you, “How are you so much better at this than me?”
You raise a brow, “What?”
“You’re better at giving me a handy, than I am on myself.”
You can’t help but laugh. But one second he’s sprawled across the bed catching his breath, and the next he’s suddenly pushing himself upright, grabbing your wrist before you can even react.
“Hey—”
But he’s already pulling you down beneath him.
Eddie cages you in with his arms braced on either side of your head, knees settling on either side of your thighs as the mattress dips under his weight. His curls fall forward around his face, eyes darker now, the usual teasing glint replaced by something far more fixated.
“You think you’re funny,” he says, voice still rough from everything you just put him through.
Your lips twitch fighting off a smile, “I mean… a little.”
He scoffs, “Oh, I bet you do.”
His hand slides down your hip slowly, fingers curling into the waistband of your lace panties.
“You sit there torturing me for what felt like hours,” he mutters, leaning closer, “looking all proud of yourself.”
You shrug innocently. “You were the one begging.”
Eddie’s mouth drops open in offended disbelief. “Oh, you are unbelievable.”
Before you can respond, he kisses you. The kind of kiss that steals the breath right out of your chest.
When he pulls back, there’s a crooked grin on his face again, but it’s different now. A devious little grin.
“Yeah,” he murmurs. “Laugh it up while you can.”
His fingers hook into your waistband and with one quick tug, he drags the lace down your legs.
Your breath catches as Eddie shifts, settling between your thighs like he’s exactly where he belongs.
He glances up at you through the mess of his curls, brown eyes bright with mischief and something a little feral.
“Now…”
His hands slide firmly over your thighs, pulling you closer to his face.
“It’s my turn.”
Your hands move into his curls like a reflex, cause the way Eddie looks at you right before he leans in- makes it very clear he plans on making you regret every second you spent teasing him.
Hope you don’t mind me adopting that “Eddie’s dick head is super sensitive” headcanon because I absolutely am. It’s so perfect!
- @hawkinsmafia 🤌
Oh my god please do!!!! It’s very much Eddie coded, I always see him as very dominant but when you find his weakness, he turns into that needy & whimpering mess 🤭
You figured this fun fact out the first time you gave him a handjob when you two started dating. You were only trying to gather the precum leaking from the tip for more lubrication.
All it took was gliding your thumb back and forth over the slit of him.
And that’s when it started- the whimpering.
No man had ever whimpered for you before, and there was something so fucking hot about it. You’d watch him throw his head back into the pillows, only for him to look down again, watching the way your hand moved on his cock.
Turning to face you again, your lips collided into a hot and wet kiss. Only breaking apart to feel his heavy breathing on your lips. You kiss your way down his neck while moving your hand from the tip back to his shaft, leaning down to softly kiss his nipple… then giving it a small nibble.
Oh did I forget to mention? Eddie’s nipples are just as sensitive.
You can’t even threaten to twist them when you play fight ‘cause as he has once said, “I will literally cum in my pants.” Just for him to then smirk, “Oh wait— I mean, noooo, don’t pinch or twist my nipples. I hate when that happens. You should totally not do that to me.”
As you kiss back up his chest and neck, you slide your hand up his cock and find how much more pre cum has gathered.
So of course you started rubbing your thumb across the tip of his cock again, just for him to mumble, “I could cum just from this. Seriously. You’re so fucking good.”
You can’t help but giggle as he whimpers and moves his face to the side, trying to hide his face in the pillows.
His legs are twitching so much, you have to swing your thick thigh over his to pin at least one of them down.
He moans out, “Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuck, it feels so good—!”
You keep moving over his slit, back and forth, until you decide he deserves a break, sliding your hand back down his shaft.
But when he breathes out that sigh of relief, it triggers something in you. You bring your hand right back up his shaft, gliding your thumb over the tip again.
Eddie’s entire body twitches as he lets out the hottest moans and whimpers. You go a little faster, and he manages to choke out, “That was like a second long break- fuck, shit.”
He turns his face towards you, only to be met with your smug grin. “You finding joy in this?”
You giggle, “It’s hot. Hearing you whimper and struggle.”
He bites his bottom lip, fighting off a moan, gritting his teeth, “Fuck you, fuuuuck you.”
You can’t help but smile sweetly and ask, “You want me to stop?”
He doesn’t hesitate, “No, god no, please.. do not stop.”
It goes on for a few more minutes, occasionally moving down his shaft to give him a break, and when you go back to the tip, you hear it,
“Please—“ he gasps, “Please, please.”
You look over at him, kissing his neck, “Please, what?”
He grunts, “Please make me cum.”
You gotta take pity in him, he did ask so nicely, after all.
You move your hand back down his shaft, and lean down over his cock to spit on it. Eddie moans softly as he watches you.
You continue up and down his cock, only swiping at the tip now for extra lubrication from the pre cum. And it only takes a few moments before you feel the base of cock pulsing, his body seizing up,
You watch as his cum shoots out, landing on his lower belly and dripping down your hand. You keep going, slower, and another glide over the tip.
He’s whimpering again, twitching, breath hitching- you finally stop and slowly move your hand off him, licking what dripped on you off your fingers.
He catches his breath before looking over at you, “How are you so much better at this than me?”
You raise a brow, “What?”
“You’re better at giving me a handy, than I am on myself.”
You can’t help but laugh. But one second he’s sprawled across the bed catching his breath, and the next he’s suddenly pushing himself upright, grabbing your wrist before you can even react.
“Hey—”
But he’s already pulling you down beneath him.
Eddie cages you in with his arms braced on either side of your head, knees settling on either side of your thighs as the mattress dips under his weight. His curls fall forward around his face, eyes darker now, the usual teasing glint replaced by something far more fixated.
“You think you’re funny,” he says, voice still rough from everything you just put him through.
Your lips twitch fighting off a smile, “I mean… a little.”
He scoffs, “Oh, I bet you do.”
His hand slides down your hip slowly, fingers curling into the waistband of your lace panties.
“You sit there torturing me for what felt like hours,” he mutters, leaning closer, “looking all proud of yourself.”
You shrug innocently. “You were the one begging.”
Eddie’s mouth drops open in offended disbelief. “Oh, you are unbelievable.”
Before you can respond, he kisses you. The kind of kiss that steals the breath right out of your chest.
When he pulls back, there’s a crooked grin on his face again, but it’s different now. A devious little grin.
“Yeah,” he murmurs. “Laugh it up while you can.”
His fingers hook into your waistband and with one quick tug, he drags the lace down your legs.
Your breath catches as Eddie shifts, settling between your thighs like he’s exactly where he belongs.
He glances up at you through the mess of his curls, brown eyes bright with mischief and something a little feral.
“Now…”
His hands slide firmly over your thighs, pulling you closer to his face.
“It’s my turn.”
Your hands move into his curls like a reflex, cause the way Eddie looks at you right before he leans in- makes it very clear he plans on making you regret every second you spent teasing him.
You figured this fun fact out the first time you gave him a handjob when you two started dating. You were only trying to gather the precum leaking from the tip for more lubrication.
All it took was gliding your thumb back and forth over the slit of him.
And that’s when it started- the whimpering.
No man had ever whimpered for you before, and there was something so fucking hot about it. You’d watch him throw his head back into the pillows, only for him to look down again, watching the way your hand moved on his cock.
Turning to face you again, your lips collided into a hot and wet kiss. Only breaking apart to feel his heavy breathing on your lips. You kiss your way down his neck while moving your hand from the tip back to his shaft, leaning down to softly kiss his nipple… then giving it a small nibble.
Oh did I forget to mention? Eddie’s nipples are just as sensitive.
You can’t even threaten to twist them when you play fight ‘cause as he has once said, “I will literally cum in my pants.” Just for him to then smirk, “Oh wait— I mean, noooo, don’t pinch or twist my nipples. I hate when that happens. You should totally not do that to me.”
As you kiss back up his chest and neck, you slide your hand up his cock and find how much more pre cum has gathered.
So of course you started rubbing your thumb across the tip of his cock again, just for him to mumble, “I could cum just from this. Seriously. You’re so fucking good.”
You can’t help but giggle as he whimpers and moves his face to the side, trying to hide his face in the pillows.
His legs are twitching so much, you have to swing your thick thigh over his to pin at least one of them down.
He moans out, “Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuck, it feels so good—!”
You keep moving over his slit, back and forth, until you decide he deserves a break, sliding your hand back down his shaft.
But when he breathes out that sigh of relief, it triggers something in you. You bring your hand right back up his shaft, gliding your thumb over the tip again.
Eddie’s entire body twitches as he lets out the hottest moans and whimpers. You go a little faster, and he manages to choke out, “That was like a second long break- fuck, shit.”
He turns his face towards you, only to be met with your smug grin. “You finding joy in this?”
You giggle, “It’s hot. Hearing you whimper and struggle.”
He bites his bottom lip, fighting off a moan, gritting his teeth, “Fuck you, fuuuuck you.”
You can’t help but smile sweetly and ask, “You want me to stop?”
He doesn’t hesitate, “No, god no, please.. do not stop.”
It goes on for a few more minutes, occasionally moving down his shaft to give him a break, and when you go back to the tip, you hear it,
“Please—“ he gasps, “Please, please.”
You look over at him, kissing his neck, “Please, what?”
He grunts, “Please make me cum.”
You gotta take pity in him, he did ask so nicely, after all.
You move your hand back down his shaft, and lean down over his cock to spit on it. Eddie moans softly as he watches you.
You continue up and down his cock, only swiping at the tip now for extra lubrication from the pre cum. And it only takes a few moments before you feel the base of cock pulsing, his body seizing up,
You watch as his cum shoots out, landing on his lower belly and dripping down your hand. You keep going, slower, and another glide over the tip.
He’s whimpering again, twitching, breath hitching- you finally stop and slowly move your hand off him, licking what dripped on you off your fingers.
He catches his breath before looking over at you, “How are you so much better at this than me?”
You raise a brow, “What?”
“You’re better at giving me a handy, than I am on myself.”
You can’t help but laugh. But one second he’s sprawled across the bed catching his breath, and the next he’s suddenly pushing himself upright, grabbing your wrist before you can even react.
“Hey—”
But he’s already pulling you down beneath him.
Eddie cages you in with his arms braced on either side of your head, knees settling on either side of your thighs as the mattress dips under his weight. His curls fall forward around his face, eyes darker now, the usual teasing glint replaced by something far more fixated.
“You think you’re funny,” he says, voice still rough from everything you just put him through.
Your lips twitch fighting off a smile, “I mean… a little.”
He scoffs, “Oh, I bet you do.”
His hand slides down your hip slowly, fingers curling into the waistband of your lace panties.
“You sit there torturing me for what felt like hours,” he mutters, leaning closer, “looking all proud of yourself.”
You shrug innocently. “You were the one begging.”
Eddie’s mouth drops open in offended disbelief. “Oh, you are unbelievable.”
Before you can respond, he kisses you. The kind of kiss that steals the breath right out of your chest.
When he pulls back, there’s a crooked grin on his face again, but it’s different now. A devious little grin.
“Yeah,” he murmurs. “Laugh it up while you can.”
His fingers hook into your waistband and with one quick tug, he drags the lace down your legs.
Your breath catches as Eddie shifts, settling between your thighs like he’s exactly where he belongs.
He glances up at you through the mess of his curls, brown eyes bright with mischief and something a little feral.
“Now…”
His hands slide firmly over your thighs, pulling you closer to his face.
“It’s my turn.”
Your hands move into his curls like a reflex, cause the way Eddie looks at you right before he leans in- makes it very clear he plans on making you regret every second you spent teasing him.
