prompt: after a long day at work, you just wanted to relax. eddie makes sure you can.
contains: our fav modern!eddie and his lil mean girl. language, mentions of weed, oral fem receiving, p in v sex, aftercare and fluff, minors dni 18+
You could feel your fists clench, knuckles tight and whitening when you shoved your key in the door, agitation eating you from the inside out.
Today had been a particularly horrible day to work retail. Spring always meant prom season, which meant whiny teenagers spilled in with their bossy mothers, demanding shades of foundation for the spray tan they didn’t have yet, slamming them on the counter furiously when it inevitably didn’t match- because you were supposed to be mind reader. But you couldn’t say that to them, couldn’t snap at them the way you wanted to, only taking deep breath in, giving a dazzling customer service smile, and apologizing for your mistake.
The knots in your neck were agonizing from straining all day, feet aching from the little black boots you wore, a sweat breaking out on your neckline. All you wanted to do was go home, drown yourself in the cheap bottle of wine you had in the fridge, and sink into a bubble bath until your skin pruned away entirely. But you knew you wouldn’t get to do that.
When you’d got off, you sat in your car, scrolling through messages, your lips pressing further together into a tight line. There sat the string of TikTok notifications from Eddie on your screen, constant and too many for you to look at. It wasn’t the videos that pissed you off, it was the fact that he had sent them all day. All day, and you knew- you just knew he hadn’t done anything you asked him to do.
You’d left him that morning, sweet kisses pressed to his cheek, fingers trailing down his tummy, still soft and warm from sleep. “I started a load of laundry, can you just switch it over to the dryer please?” You asked softly.
Eddie nodded, pulling you back in for one last kiss before you left, still propped up in the bed. You’d slipped out, going to work. When you returned, you were greeted by Eddie on the couch, blunt rolling smoke in the tray beside him, hunched over with his headset on, screaming into the mic and eyes trained on his PlayStation. He’d muttered a greeting, tongue out in focus playing some fantasy type game, eyes never leaving the screen.
You could feel your shoulders tense, jaw setting when you slammed the door behind you. You didn’t take off your shoes, didn’t set down your purse, stomping straight down the hall towards the small closet where your washer and dryer sat. You lifted the lid, the mildewish, soured smell of wet towels filling your nose.
The bubble of calmness you’d kept all day popped, exploding in hot rage out of you. You dropped your purse, reaching in to grab one of the still soaking wet towel, heavy and wet on your hands.
You marched in front of Eddie, blocking his view, fuming with the towel in your hand. “Baby, one sec, I’m almost-“ Eddie stopped, eyes trained on the towel.
He flicked up the mic to his headset just in time for you ball up the towel, throwing it so it thudded against his chest. You jammed your finger in the button of the PlayStation, powering it off furiously. Eddie grimaced slightly, slipping the headset off.
“I asked you to do one goddam thing!” You screamed, throwing your hands out.
“Baby, I forgot-“
“-You always forget, Eddie!” You scoffed, rolling your eyes. His eyes rounded slightly, pleading and sorry. You snarled, shaking your head and stomping towards your room.
You plopped on your bed, angrily ripping your shoes off. It was a constant fight since he’d moved in. Towels left on the bathroom floor, not putting down the toilet seat, forgetting to start the dishwasher, putting the coffee cups up too high.
You bristled with anger, jaw grinding and huffing. All you’d asked him to do was one thing. One. You didn’t give a shit that he stayed on your couch, that he played his game all day, only leaving to get food or do a deal. You didn’t care, really. But what you did care about was when he disrespected your space; you. You’d had this fight already, about him helping you around the apartment- your apartment.
You tried to be understanding, it was clear he wasn’t doing it maliciously. He didn’t have a good home life, and his uncle raised him the best he could, but Wayne was too busy working to make sure their lights stayed on to worry about if Eddie’s room was clean. As long as Eddie was clean, he didn’t care. That was clear when you’d gone into his room once, staying at the trailer one night only, scared by the ecosystem growing under his bed.
But on days like today, days when your nerves were shot and the last thing you wanted was to deal with things like that, it infuriated you. There were no clean towels for a bath, so your afternoon plans to soak were destroyed, which made you fume all over again.
You could hear Eddie starting the laundry, the small trill of the chimes on the machine starting. You rolled your eyes, pulling your shirt off, balling it up and tossing it in the hamper.
The door’s hinges squeaked softly, Eddie’s footsteps soft and muffled against the carpet. You ignored him, pushing down your black jeans into a puddle on the ground.
“Baby, ’m sorry.” Eddie whispered softly from behind you. You felt his fingers ghost over your hips, trailing over the silky material of your panties.
You huffed, wiggling out of his grasp. “Don’t.” You snapped. “I had a really shitty day and all I wanted was to take a bath. I’m disgusting and-and… just don’t touch me right now.” You hissed, holding your hand up.
Eddie nodded, eyes trained on your chest, watching you unclasp your bra, breasts falling free. He swallowed hard, putting his hands in front of his sweatpants. “I’m so sorry, baby. I forgot, really.” He cooed sweetly, taking a step towards you.
You rummaged through your drawers, pulling out a big tshirt, soft with wear, and a pair of fresh underwear. Eddie took another step forward. “Did you have a bad day?”
You huffed, slamming the drawers. “Yeah, I did.” You snapped. “And this didn’t make it any better. I got bitched at all fucking day, and I just wanted to come home and relax.”
“I’m sorry,” Eddie sighed sympathetically. “I’ll go run to Target and get you a towel if you want me to. You can get in the bath and I’ll be right back.”
“No,” You huffed, pushing your underwear down. His eyes widened slightly. “I just- I want you to do shit when I ask you to.”
“I know,” Eddie nodded, stepping towards you again. “I know, I’m sorry, baby, I swear I didn’t mean to. I just- I forgot honestly.” He hesitated, reaching out to touch you, slow and soft. You were bare in front of him, arms crossed over your chest, glaring angrily at him but you didn’t push him away.
He pulled you close, your crossed arms in his chest, chin resting on your shoulder, pressing sweet kisses into your cheek. His hands rubbed up and down your back, slow little circles that had you relaxing slightly, melting further into his chest.
“I’m sorry you had a bad day, sweetheart.” Eddie muttered into your cheek. You huffed, pouty and breathy into his chest. “Let me take care of you.” His hands trailed down your spine, squeezing the fat of your ass.
You whined, pulling back. “I’m gross, Ed, no.” You protested lightly, his hands still kneading your cheeks. “I’ve worked all day. I’m sweaty and gross.”
“You’re not gross.” Eddie muttered, nose nuzzling into your hair line, breathing in your scent deeply. “C’mon, let me help you relax, baby. ‘S least I can do. Make it up to you.”
You hesitated, the kisses he was trailing down your neck were making you relax enough already. You whimpered when he sucked lightly into the nape of your neck, his hands still grabbing your ass.
“C’mon, lay down, baby, I got you.” Eddie coaxed gently.
You melted into the mattress, letting him lay on top of you, hips rolling and grinding into you. You blamed the sweatpants, they were your weakness. You could always see his dick outlined in them, so casual and innocent. You were always dropping to your knees when he wore them.
Eddie wedged his body between your legs, sliding down the mattress, trailing kisses between your breasts, down your sternum, towards your core until his shoulders had your thighs spread wide around him. He could feel the heat off your pussy, radiating and warming the tip of his nose before he ever touched you. His hands ran up your torso, smoothing over the skin of your tummy, squeezing your breasts before sliding back down your waist, pressing wet kisses to the inside of your thighs, over your mound, teasing.
“Stop,” you whined, high pitched and nasally, wiggling your hips towards his face. Your brows creased, pouting when you looked down at him.
He grinned softly, hand pulling your thighs apart further, tongue running over his bottom lip before he licked you, slow from your hole to your clit, swirling around the sensitive nub. Eddie moaned loud, enough to have vibrations sending shockwaves to your bundle of nerves making you arch.
“You taste so good, baby, fuck.” Eddie rasped, licking another long stripe, eyes closing and fingers digging into your thigh.
You whimpered, hands threading through his curls. You loved that he kept his hair long. He looked so different from all the other guys, wild curls that always seemed to have your hands in them, playing with the ringlets sweetly. You loved when he'd let you style it, load it with products and diffuse it, or put a mask in it in the bath, clipping it up sweetly while you soaked. Eddie loved it too, he loved that you loved it, loved that you'd scratch his scalp and coo at him, so sweet and giggly.
You were a whirlwind, an enigma of personality. Sweet and sour, he called you his little 'sour patch kid' and while he always played it off like he was joking, you both knew deep down he was being serious. He knew you were just high strung, wound a little tight, and the snapping and snarky comments were a defense, a default when you felt out of control. He knew you could be sweet, knew you were sweet, you were so sweet to him.
You whined, wiggling your hips closer and closer to him, sighing heavy when he sucked at your clit. “That feels good…” You mumbled, hips jumping towards his mouth.
Eddie grinned, another long lick to your slit that had you reeling. “Mmm, I’m glad.” He kept his lips against your core when he said it, he knew you liked it like that. He knew you liked the vibrations, how they’d tickle your clit and make you clench. He didn’t even have to use his fingers, could have you coming undone with his tongue alone.
You whimpered, feeling his hand press against your lower tummy, thighs tightening when he ran a soft hand up and down your belly to your chest, rolling your nipples just barely in his hands. “Feels so good, Eddie, fuck.” You whined. “Oh! Right there! Do it just like that, please!”
Eddie repeated the action, fingers pressed in a ‘v’ over your puffed lips, exposing and revealing your throbbing clit to him, sucking the bud at a pace that had you seeing stars. You cried, hands fisting in his hair to bring him closer and closer, his nose was pressed against your mound, inhaling your scent deeply, lapping away until you gushed hard around him. His eyes fluttered up to yours, licking you through your orgasm while you bucked and writhed, his arms locked around your waist to keep you still. He loved watching you come undone for him, get you in that hazy headspace that always had you needy and clingy afterwards.
“That good?” Eddie asked, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand when he moved up.
You nodded, chest heaving slightly. “Very good.” You looked at him with glassy eyes, smiling slightly. The blush on your cheeks was enough for him to know you meant it. He was always wanting to please you, especially after you were upset with him.
He shoved his sweatpants down, kicking them off until they pooled at the end of the bed. You could feel his erection between the two of you, rutting his hips into yours, whining slightly at the friction.
“You wanna be like this? Or you wanna be on your stomach?” Eddie asked, his nose touching yours. You could feel his curls around your face, making you giggle at the tickling feeling. It made your heart swell slightly, any feels of irritation disappearing with every soft kiss of his pillowy lips on yours.
"This is fine," You sighed contently, eyes shutting when he pressed his lips to your neck. "Wanna see you." You muttered.
Eddie fucked you slow, your legs wrapped around his waist, fingers intertwined with his. He grunted lowly in your ear, reveling in the little whines and gasps you'd let sneak out sweetly, muffled into his neck.
You'd curled up beside him, he'd used his boxers to clean you up before dropping them back into the floor, your head on his chest, his hands stroking your hair softly. You could feel your eyes droop, heavy with the stress of the day. Eddie put on New Girl for you, he knew you liked to watch it when you were falling asleep.
When you awoke, the screen on the TV with the Netflix logo, asking if you were still watching. You could hear Eddie in the living room, the soft glow of the kitchen light down the hallway. You felt heavy, warm, a little disoriented with the nap. Your phone on the bedside table read eight-twenty-two.
Eddie looked up when you walked in, pausing his game and pushing the headset off his curls. "Hi, baby," He greeted with a small smile. "Did you sleep ok?"
You nodded, stretching and rubbing your eyes. You started for the closet with the washer and dryer. "I already dried them." Eddie said proudly. "I put them up too, so you can take a bath now if you want."
Your heart swelled, smiling with a soft, sleepy smile. You walked over to him, straddling his lap, still warm and soft. Eddie's hands rubbed down your back, grabbing on your hips gently. "Thank you." You whispered, pressing your lips to his sweetly.
"No problem, baby." Eddie hummed, a soft smile on his lips. "'M sorry I didn't do it earlier."
"That's alright." You muttered, sitting down in his lap. Your legs on either side of his, arms around his neck, head tucked under his chin. His hand found your back, rubbing small circles down your back, sneaking under the fabric of the shirt- his shirt.
"I'm sorry you had a bad day." Eddie pressed small kisses to your hair line.
"'S alright." You pouted, huffing slowly against his chest. "I hate prom."
Eddie laughed softly, chest vibrating with laughter. "Yeah? I wasn't a fan of it either."
You craned your neck to look up at him. "Who did you go to prom with?"
Eddie scratched his neck. "Uh, my first senior year, I went with this emo, alt chick. Her name was Haley." He grinned slightly and you frowned. "Then my last senior year, I just went with the guys. Only went for a little bit, then hit the after parties to sell." You scoffed slightly, and he smiled down at you. "What about you?"
"I went my sophomore year with this guy names Parker. He was a friend and he needed a date, so we went, talked shit the whole night it was fun. Then I went my junior year twice, because the guy I was with at the time went to a different school. Then senior year I went with the same guy but just to mine, because he had graduated." You explained.
Eddie snorted. "Seems like you loved prom if you ask me."
"Hated it. My mom made me go." You wrinkled your nose. "I looked so different too. Weird when I look back."
"Bet you were still hot." Eddie grinned. You scoffed loudly. "What? I bet you were. What's that Drake song... high school pics you were even bad then?"
You laughed, cringing slightly while you covered your blush. "Eddie, oh my god, that- you're so lame." You giggled, shaking your head.
"What? It's a good song. I thought you'd love that song." Eddie jested, poking your side sweetly. "Gotta be nice for what? That's practically written about you."
"I'm very nice." You pouted playfully, eyes narrowing at him.
He grinned. "You are." He said sweetly, pressing his lips to yours, hands cradling around your jaw. You really were.
Max calling modern!Eddie a simp for reader and he’s tried to deny it but he knows he totally it. Max loves reader btw thinks she’s hilarious but she also loves to pick at Eddie
certified lover boy |modern!eddie x reader|
prompt: max tells eddie he's a simp for you, and maybe he is. no, he most definitely is.
contains: language, mentions of drugs, modern!eddie and reader, mentions to mature themes 18+
"Baby, you just tell me what you want, and I'll pick it up, alright?" Eddie cooed into the screen of his phone, eyes flicking from you back to the road. One hand gripped the iPhone, the other held the wheel of the mustang, cruising down the backroads of Hawkins.
Max snarled her nose in disgust, eyes cutting over to Eddie. "Ok. I think I want pizza. Do you want me to order it and get it delivered?" Your voice carried through the car's speakers, the shuffling of whatever task you were doing in the background.
"If that's what you want to do." Eddie replied sweetly. "Or we can go out."
"I don't think I want to go out." You sighed. "I'll order it. I think I just want pizza and maybe to smoke a teeny tiny blunt. Is that ok?"
Eddie snorted. "That's fine with me. I have some papers with me."
"Will you roll it for me?" You asked sweetly. The sweetest Max had ever heard you speak. She wondered if you knew she was in the car.
"I always do, baby." Eddie purred lowly back at you, giving you a dazzling, dimpled smile. Max gagged silently, dramatically over Eddie's shoulder but he ignored her. "I gotta drop Red off, and then I'll be over."
"Ok," You hummed. "You want your usual?"
"Please?" Eddie grinned. "I'll Venmo you for it."
"I got it, Ed." You snorted lightly. "My treat. You just bring the weed."
Eddie rolled his eyes playfully. "Ok, I'll see you soon. Bye, baby."
"Bye." You chirped.
Eddie's eyes flicked towards the screen. "Love you." He added.
You smiled through the screen. "Love you." You replied before the call ended.
Eddie pocketed his phone, Max's face disgusted, nose twisted up in repulsion. "You're down bad, Munson." She scoffed, shaking her head.
Eddie rolled his eyes. "What?" He shrugged, she gave him a pointed look. "Oh, I'm down bad because I'm in love?"
"Ew!"
"What?" Eddie threw his hand out.
Max shook her head. "You're just... I don't know, it's gross." She shuddered. "You're all simpy for her."
"Simpy?" Eddie gawked.
"Yeah, you're a total fucking simp. It's gross." Max laughed.
Eddie rolled his eyes. "Whatever. I am not a simp." He grumbled, defensive and a little huffy. He felt his phone ding in the center console, your name popping up followed by a string of emojis.
Max gave him a pointed look. "Really?" She asked sarcastically. "Really you're not?"
"Shut up." Eddie huffed, turning his phone over so she couldn't see the screen anymore. "Y'know, make fun of me all you want, but one day you're gonna be in love too-"
"-Oh, God, Eddie, please stop. 'M gonna be sick-"
"-I see the way you look at Sinclair. You think he won't make a move on you one day and you won't be the same way?" Eddie challenged.
Max blushed deep, the red on her cheeks nearly matching her hair. "Shut up. Me and Lucas are just friends you freak." She huffed.
Eddie snorted. "Right." He looked over at her playfully.
Max's eyes narrowed at him, blistering glare that Eddie just rolled his eyes at, he was used to it. "Whatever," She huffed, when Eddie pulled into the gravel drive of her trailer. "I'll never be a simp like you Munson." She declared smugly, reaching for the door handle.
"Right, you keep telling yourself that." Eddie snorted. "You just worry about selling that shit, you got me? We gotta settle up with Rick this Saturday."
"I got it." Max rolled her eyes, patting her backpack full of weed. "I'll have it sold by tomorrow. Going to a party tomorrow."
Eddie nodded. "You need a ride?"
"No," Max blushed, pausing for a moment. "Lucas is taking me."
Eddie barked out a laugh, clapping his hands together. "Oh really? Lover boy's gonna take you?"
Max huffed. "Shut up. We're just friends." She slammed the door to his Mustang. Eddie rolled down the window. "You go enjoy your pizza."
"Oh, I will." Eddie grinned, pushing the gear stick back.
"You're getting weak in the knees, Munson!" Max called from the steps. "Stand up, you fuckin' simp!"
Eddie laughed, shaking his head before pulling out of the driveway. If only she knew, Eddie grinned to himself, looking down at his phone. His heart rate picked up at your little message, 'on it's way. see you soon drive safe :)' so minimal- it had no business making his head spin the way it did, foot pressing further on the gas.
Probably for the best Max didn't know how in deep he was with you, she'd tease him relentlessly if she did. But how could he not be? You were perfect, Eddie was sure of it.
The way you always smiled so wide when you saw him, even when you had a bad day, your eyes lit up, grin crinkling up to your eyes. You’d hug him tight, muttering a quiet, “Hi, baby,” that always left him floating.
He’d bury his face in your neck, inhaling your scent deep. Your skin, your perfume- fuck, you smelled so good, intoxicating to him. He’d secretly spray your perfume, the pink, slender bottle on your nightstand, all over his clothes before he’d leave, pressing his nose to his collar when he wanted a whiff of you. Carrying you with him through the sweet scent of your perfume.
Or the way you’d hold his hand when you two would walk through the mall, lazily bumping hips while he carried the bags- he always insisted on carrying the bags. You’d drag him into Sephora or Aerie, and he’d just stand there with the basket, letting you pile it up and not complaining once.
He loved it the most when you’d go try things on. When he got to see you come out, spinning around and examining your body in the clothes. He had an excuse to gawk at you openly. You’d get frustrated when he’d tell you that you should get everything you tried on, that you looked good in anything you tried on.
He like it when you’d stop and smell candles, holding the open jar out towards him, giggling when he’d wrinkle his nose in displeasure at the scent. “No?” You’d raise your brows playfully, he’d shake his head.
He‘d get positively smitten when you’d sit at the Hideout with him, recording and snapping pictures on your phone of him and the boys to post later. Filming TikToks and hoping they’d go viral. One did, once, they’d gained some traction off of it and he was so thankful for you. Smiling proudly when you reported the video’s growth, and it spreading even wider across your face when the boys cheered you on for it.
He loved how funny you were, even when you didn’t mean to be. Pulling faces that left him shaking with laughter, or snarky comments that he couldn’t help but grin at. You were mean when you wanted to be, a little hedgehog with a prickly exterior and a soft underbelly. You were protective of him, he knew that. Saw it when you’d snap and sneer at the waitress who got too flirty, eyes daggers that scared her off. Just as venomous, if not worse, when some guy flirted with you at a party. Sending him retreating with his tail tucked between his legs, your hand on Eddie’s leg or wrapped around him, touching him somehow to show your claim. You usually would kiss him deep, trailing down his neck and sucking a deep bruise into the porcelain skin of his neck. It was more PDA than you usually would give, but with him, you didn’t care- it drove him wild in the best way.
He was glad Max or anyone else wasn’t around to see how soft he got around you. Especially in the intimacy of your relationship, when the two of you were alone. He’d lay on top of you, head in your chest, smothering himself into your breasts while you played with his hair. Twisting and twirling the ringlets around your finger, pressing kisses to his head while he laid there, letting himself be babied by you. He never expected you to be so caring and sweet like that, it had taken a while for that side to come through, but once you showed him a tiny shred of it, he was hooked for life.
Eddie liked how sweet you were then, but nothing compared to how sweet you were to him when he was between your legs, lapping at your cunt like it was his lifeline. Like his only purpose in life was to please you, and he was convinced it was. Your voice would lilt, nasally and high- nearing a whine. You’d sing his praises, back arched and writing while he devoured you. You were so sweet, tasted so sweet, sounded so sweet. To hell with what anyone else thought about you, Eddie knew you were sweet, his sweet girl.
And you knew him too, the Eddie that the world didn’t see- or he tried not to let see. The sweet, dedicated, lovestruck boy who bended to you whim. Who would do anything and everything for you, did everything for you. Eddie Munson, the simp- no, the certified lover boy. Your certified sweet lover boy.
hiii! so i literally luv luv luv ur fics and i am so obsessed with like performer!reader so um i wanted to ask the best person ever to make a performer!reader x eddie munson? if you could base it off of diet mountain dew - lana del rey it'd be 100x better!!! thank you so so much❤️
author’s note: not age regression!!!! not proofread read until tomorrow.
“just as soft as i remember,” the warmth of his breath had you squirming in his hold.
you mentally kick yourself for letting it get this far, but here you were sitting on his lap while he kissed your jaw. his scent was intoxicating and you hate how much it effects you. you had swore to yourself to not fall under the spell of eddie munson ever again — but then again you and god don’t have the best relationship.
you’re no good for me baby you’re no good for me
*beep beep beep*
— march 1986
if anyone told you that your first day of school was going to be the day you probably met the love of your life, you would laugh.
unfortunately for you, relationships were known to fail in your family, so when your parents divorced it wasn’t a surprise to anyone. your mother’s idea of a fresh start was to take you out of school and drag you across the country. any normal person would go to a big city — new york, los angeles, or maybe even austin. no, your mother found a small town just outside indianapolis.
hawkins was definitely a step down from california but for your mother’s sake you adapted. you were a bit on edge of attending school in the middle of the semester in a town this small. scenarios of the queen bee bullying you flooded your mind.
except, they weren’t no queen. only a meat head trying to prove he runs that school. as a any jock would do, jason tried to bring you into his circle.
saying something about it’s the only way to survive hawkins high. the only thing you had in mind was graduating until you saw him by your locker.
the mystery boy was head banging to whatever song is was singing to himself. he stood 5’10 but his boots added some height. he had the most beautiful black curly hair. he was wearing a black leather jacket with what you assumed was a battle vest. metal head.
chains and rings were his obvious go to when it came to accessorizing. when he turned to meet your gaze, his browns eyes hypnotized you. since his back was towards the exit, the afternoon sun made him glow like an angel.
“uh, sweetheart? you’re getting lost that pretty head of yours,” eddie gently grabbed your arm with a knowing smirk.
“yeah, yeah sorry. i guess i was trying to figure out why you were standing by my locker.”
“well, i wanted to see if the rumor of the new girl was true.”
there was already a rumor about you? you’d only spoken to your teachers, jason, and the sweet lunch lady who gave you an extra fruit cup. i guess this is what happens in small towns…
eddie sensed your nervousness, “it’s nothing like you’re an alien or anythin’. i just overheard carver saying how hotter you are than chrissy and he’s going to do anything to get your attention.”
he chuckled when he saw you roll your eyes, “i’m guessing he’s tried already, huh? my condolences.” eddie gave you a look of pity with his hands to his heart.
that night was best night you’ve had since the divorce of your parents. the two of you sat in the booth talking for hours that the waitress had to kick you out because they were going to close. you can’t remember the last time you laughed that hard.
eddie walked you to the door and stood with his hands in his pockets while rocking on his feet. the two of you stayed silent for what felt like eternity. he stood so close you could felt his warm breath. with no hesitation, eddie cupped your jaw gently as if you were fine china.
his eyes studied your face for any reaction. when there was none he finally asked, “can i kiss you, princess?”
eddie got his answer when your lips finally collided with his. although they were a bit chapped from the cool spring air, they were still so soft. just as you were about to deepen the kiss, eddie pulled away with a look of regret.
“eddie what-,” he managed to run away before you could even ask. insecurity crept inside and you began to wonder if maybe the kiss was that bad he couldn’t even look you in the eye anymore. you decided to just go inside and wallow away in the shower before bed.
the weekend came and you had yet spoken to eddie, so come monday you dreaded getting out of bed. maybe you wouldn’t see him today since he did mention he loath for school.
just when you think the universe might be on your side, you’re proved wrong once again because there was eddie with a beautiful red head. she was leaning against his van while holding onto the zipper of his leather jacket. his hands were on her waist — just under his shirt to rub his thumb against her skin.
it was obvious they were familiar with each other, so it made sense for eddie’s sudden change of mood friday. there was someone else before you.
you mustered up all your courage and walked to the entrance of the school. the old you would never say anything and just let it burn in the back of your brain, but it was as if a switch went off.
“hi eddie! i had fun friday night,” you walked away before he could react but you did hear her try to grill him for answers on who you were and what happened friday.
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crap, crap, crap!
the idea of eating lunch in your car sounded amazing until you realized you didn’t hear the bell ring to go to class. as you sped walked to your class someone wrapped their arms around to pull you into what was a very dark closet.
you knew who it was because you felt his hair tickling your cheek and the smell of cigarettes he probably smoked during lunch. his warm pressed against your back and it took everything in you to not melt into him.
“did you really think i would forget that stunt you pulled this morning?”
thank god it was dark so he wouldn’t see the proud smirk you had.
“what stunt? all i said was how much fun i had with you, eddie buns,” you said condescendingly.
he chuckled, “ha, ha. you think you’re really cute, huh?” eddie’s lips were lingering against yours —lightly touching yours.
fuck it
you pulled the collar of his shirt and clashed your lips with his. after the initial shock passed, eddie pulled your body closer. the kiss was passionate and needy. your hands went into his hair and pulled his beautiful curls.
you’re no good for me but baby, i want you, i want you
this is how it went for you and eddie. the secret meet ups, stolen glances from across the cafeteria, and the harboring feelings you had.
it didn’t take you long to fall in love with eddie munson. it soon made sense to you how he was able to woo every girl he came in contact with. the way he listens to you intently while you babble about whatever nonsense.
graduation came and you were to be leaving to new york city soon. your plan was to go to school and make something out of yourself, but you decided to bite the bullet and chance your dreams.
“honey, do you think this is a really good idea? i mean i hate to be the bearer of bad news but eddie doesn’t seem like a person to ‘settle down’.”
before you left hawkins you wanted to tell eddie how you felt. yes, what robin was saying wasn’t the first time someone told you this. yes, he still kept you a secret while flaunting the red head.
do you think we’ll be in love forever? do you think we’ll be in love?
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“please just say something, eddie! please tell me to stay if what i’m feeling isn’t just in my head.”
silence consumed the boy who stood in front of you. his face was hard to read but you could see the wheels turning in his head. the voice in his head was screaming at him to admit the love he had for you.
god, it scared him to be in love with you. thoughts of him not being enough for you always ran through his head. trailer trash is what he thought of himself.
eddie wal ked towards you and wiped the tears off your cheek. he gently kissed you and walked away letting you go. he never turned back.
— august 1990
diet mountain dew, baby, new york city
the bar was filled with all kinds of people waiting for the next performance. every month, angel’s bar would host a night for aspiring artists to get themselves some recognition. if they were good enough, sometimes a record label would pick them up that night. you had been working for months to get signed. all those long nights of writing were for this.
to calm your nerves, you ordered a vodka cran. it would not have been your first choice but you weren’t going to go on stage tipsy.
what felt like forever, the current band finally finished their performance making it your turn. as you walked to the stage you swear you saw someone who looked like eddie but it’s new york so maybe you’re just seeing his twin.
you don’t know if it was your nerves or the fact the that you thought you saw eddie but your whole body was shaking. the people in the bar could honestly care less who was on stage. everyone was in their own world distracted by their current conversations.
what are you doing here, y/n?
insecurity consumed you. if you can’t capture the crowd’s attention, how can you do this as a career? that was until you lock eyes with him.
there eddie was in his full glory. he looked the same since you last saw him just older of course. he definitely did look like he worked out from how big his arms are now. he did have a bit of a beard going on.
he only nodded then the music started.
let’s take jesus off the dash board got enough on his mind we both know just what we’re here for saved too many times
you didn’t want to admit it but staring into eddie’s eyes helped ease the anxiety. there wasn’t anyone else in the small building but you too. of course your life would be some cheesy rom com except yours doesn’t have a happy ending.
the same red head from high school rolled her eyes at the scene in front of her and grabbed eddie’s face to clash her lips on his.
maybe i like this roller coaster maybe it keeps me high maybe the speed, it brings me closer i could sparkle up your eye
the song came to an end and the people praised you for how amazing your voice is. a group of group came up to you and asked if you have more songs they can listen to. they went on and on how they related so much to the song.
two men who obviously were too dressed for this bar gave you their card and to meet them next morning.
you were on cloud nine when you walked outside the bar to get air.
“nice song. i wonder who it was about,” you should’ve known he was here when you smelled the familiar cologne.
“i see you’re still with what’s her name. guess she really does have a tight leash on you.”
eddie winced, “ouch. i deserve that and for your information, she doesn’t own me. she just never made my life complicated.”
complicated?
you scoffed, “so… what? when i was around everything was so hard for you? all those days and nights spent together was what? complicated?”
you were met with silence, so you continue, “you might be able to bullshit your way with her but i know you, eddie. you’re just a coward to admit you’re in love and yes! the song is about you. the only good thing to come out from whatever this was.”
eddie knew you were right. even wayne grilled him for being just like his father — always chasing away good things. he wanted to fight for you but nothing came out of his mouth.
he scoffed, “yeah, we wouldn’t have lasted a month with you suffocating me,” he stomped on his cigarette and went back inside.
you watched eddie wrap himself around her. he used to do that when you were making breakfast after staying over.
Do you think Eddie has guilty pleasures? Like stuff he knows is so very not "metal" but he can't help it? Like movies or music or anything lol?
oh most definitely
the man would get caught listening to Blondie or Madonna, Steve and Robin walking in his room to see him swaying his hips and dancing in the most non metal way possible. I think with everything else he’d try to uphold his metal head persona, but in secret would listen to mainstream music, and love it.
Safe to say Eddie was very excited about you coming over today. A lot more than normal. So much so he actually cleaned up his trailer. Putting the clothes in the laundry, changing his bed sheets, vacuuming, washing the left over plates and putting the rubbish in the bin. Even to go as far as lighting a candle but changed his mind last minute blowing it out. He didn’t want to seem too much. He had a shower than morning and threw on a classic Eddie look. A band tee with ripped jeans. He was feeling excited but also nervous. He decided to smoke to calm his nerves. Back at your house you wake up to the sound of your alarm. You didn’t wanna oversleep since you didn’t see Eddie yesterday. Getting out of bed you reach your bathroom. Stepping into the shower and giving yourself time to wake up. You think back to the orgasm you gave yourself last night. The thoughts of Eddie touching you. You feel tingly again but you know you don’t have time this morning otherwise you’d be late. Picking out an outfit was tricker than normal and you hadn’t done your laundry yet so your choice was sparse. You end up finding on of Eddies bad tees he so kindly gave you (after you kept stealing it from him) a black skater skirt, all your tights were dirty so you went for some cute knee high socks throwing on your old converses. You decided against a jacket since it wasn’t cold. You grabbed your keys and headed off to Eddies trailer.
The smoke definitely calmed Eddies nerves down. He heard your car pull onto his drive next to his van. He got up beating you to the door before his even closed your car door. You look up and see Eddie standing there with a smile. ‘Morning Munson. Did you miss me that much?’ You shout making your way over to him. ‘Always Y/N’ he says with a smirk. He can’t help but linger his eyes over your legs as you walk up each step. He licks his lips. He’s already feels a semi on. He needed to calm down. He was suppose to be the one going to tease you. As you walk up the steps you can’t help but feel Eddies eyes boring into you. Sure you’ve seen Eddie look at your many a times but not quite in this way. ‘Hey, that’s mine?’ He stops you before you reach the door properly pointing to his top. ‘Well it was yours but I think it looks better on me, don’t you?’ you say pushing past him with a wink. ‘Well I can’t deny that Princess’ he says shutting the door. Princess? That’s a new one. You can’t help but smile at your new nickname. ‘So what we got here?’ You ask looking through his pile of VHS’s on the table. Eddie turns around to see you bent over the table looking through the VHS’s. He can’t help but stare at the way your skirt is showing off your cute black panties. No holy shit. Your black thong. Eddie walks up to you stopping behind you, his front inches away from your ass. He bends down and whispers into your ear, making slight connection to your ass. ‘Thought could watch one of these Princess. You like scary movies don’t you?’ You feel Eddies breath on your ear as he speaks. You feel your body cover in goosebumps. Eddie knew you hated scary movies. What’s he up to? You don’t even realise how close your ass it to him until you go to walk back a little and you graze over his front. Eddie holds in a moan as he feels your ass on his semi hard dick. You feel very hot all of a sudden. What the hell is going on? You stand up properly, your back ends up resting on Eddies chest as you get up. Your heart races as you feel Eddies hand touch around your waist. What is he game? ‘You want a drink?’ Eddie says letting go and walking away to the kitchen. You let out a breath you didn’t realise you were holding. ‘Y-yeah sure. Thanks’ you manage to reply. Eddie grabs two cokes from the fridge with a smug grin. He can tell his small actions are having an effect on you. Things were only gonna get more fun.
You sit on the couch as Eddie returns with your drink, he hands to you. ‘Thanks’ you say taking it from him. His fingers grazing yours as you take it. Normally something small of this touch wouldn’t bother you but the way Eddie is being it’s setting something to new to your soul. Eddie chooses whatever horror film you picked out. He leans down to put in the VHS. You can’t help but watch him as he moves. You see the top of his boxers creeping out, you mind wonders what he’s hiding underneath. You quickly look away before he turns around. He sits down next to you, Eddie has always been a touchy feeling person so you were use to him sitting closely to you. As the movie begins Eddies mind begins to wonder back to yesterday. Hearing moans. Hearing you moaning his name. His eyes turned to you but his head one the screen. He knew you hated these movies so this was his perfect opportunity. He knew you’d be scared. Twenty minutes into the film as you are using your sleeves to hide from the blood and gore. ‘Enjoying the movie?’ Eddie says leaning in closer to you. You don’t take your eyes off the screen as you reply, ‘Yup. It’s fantastic. He laughs to himself. Only a minute later someone is brutally murdered making you squeal and turn away from the screen, you nuzzle into Eddies shoulder. ‘Aw what’s wrong Princess, you said it was ‘fantastic’ he says bringing his hand to poke you in the side of your ribs. It tickles as he pokes you making you wriggle closer to him. ‘Stop, that tickles!’ you laugh into him. ‘Oh it does? Well I’m that case!’ Eddie moves both his hands and tickled your sides. You try and move but Eddie is stronger than you. Your wriggling around so much trying to escape your unaware of how much you skirt has rode up. Your bare ass is pretty much out for Eddie to see, he doesn’t miss a thing as he checks out your ass
You somehow manage to break free from Eddie by grabbing his wrists and pulling them away from you, holding them up in front of him. ‘Damn Princess, when did you get so strong?’ He jokes. Out of breath from laughing you look up into his eyes and smile. You and Eddie stare into one another’s eyes. You’d been close to him but not this close to see just how deep brown his eyes are, you think you see a hint of something else but not sure what. Your grip loosens on Eddies wrists. Big mistake. Before you know it he’s somehow managed to pin you down on your back by you wrists either side of your head. His body laid on top of yours. ‘I always win’ he says with a smug grin. You try wriggle your wrists free but this causes Eddies grips to tighten, it doesn’t hurt though, if feels kind of exciting, a whole new feeling bubbles in your stomach as you realise just how close your bodies are. ‘Eddie what are you doing?’ You say playfully. ‘Just reminding you who’s in charge sweetheart’ he says putting your wrists in just his one hand. His free one moves the hair from your face tucking it behind your ear. Silence falls over you both again as you stare into one another’s eyes. Eddie leans down so your faces are inches apart, his nose bumps yours. You don’t know what or how this has happened but you are more than okay with it. Just as your lips are about to touch, ‘fancy a smoke?’ He says pulling back and letting go of your wrists. His body off yours as he stands up making his way back to his room. You lay there confused and horny as hell. What the fuck? You mutter to yourself as your get up and follow him.
Eddie already has the joint lot between his lips, sat on the edge of his bed. He pats next to him and you sit down. You watch as Eddie takes a toke, you watch how his lips wrap around the end of the joint as he inhales it in, his nostrils flaring slightly. He removes the joint and exhales. He turns to you to see you looking at his lips. He sees you blush as you’ve been caught. You shake it off and put your hand out for the joint. Eddie doesn’t give it to you, he leans closer again and places the joint in between your lips. His fingers brushing your bottom lip slightly. You almost forget to attach your lips properly until Eddies hand is gone. He smiles and moves to the top of his bed where his pillows are and lays down. You take a long and much needed toke, hopefully this will help you calm the fuck down from whatever is going on. You both sit and lay in silence for a few minutes as the weed takes it effect. ‘Eddie?’ You say turning your attention to him. ‘Yeah?’ He asks still staring at the ceiling. ‘Did you clean up?’ You ask looking around his room as it’s not in its typical state. ‘Maybe, why?’ He asks. ‘Just looking tidy, wait?’ You say crawling on the bed more, you crawl up to where he is and inhale his pillow. Eddies head turns to you, he can’t quite believe his eyes. You are bent over right next to him, you ass definitely showing fully from your skirt. He’s give anything to touch it. He bites his lip as he sits to his elbows to get a better look. ‘You’ve cleaned your bedding too?!’ You say turning to him shocked. However when you turn you don’t make eye contact like you were expecting. You see him sat up slightly biting his lip, you follow his eyes and realise he’s looking at you. More specifically your ass. You let out a little giggle, his head quickly turns to yours as he knows you most definitely caught him looking. He instantly blushes. You sit back so your on your knees. ‘See something you like Munson?’ You ask playfully. ‘Well Princess you make it sure damn hard not to look when you wear that skirt.’ He replies with a smile. Now it’s your turn to blush. He sits up so now he’s sitting properly and shuffled closer next to you. His hand resting on your bare knee, sending little waves of excitement all around you. He leans closer to you and whispers into you ear, ‘not to mention that thing you call underwear, it hardly covers anything.’
Your heart races as you feel Eddies hand moves higher up your knee towards your thigh. ‘This okay?’ He asks looking into your eyes. ‘Yes’ you near enough whisper. With your permission his hand moves further up under your skirt. He starts to slowly kiss down your neck, you moan at his kisses. You can feel the smirk on his lips as he goes back in but this time he sucks your neck, pressing his teeth down into your soft flesh. His hand creeps up to where your aching core is, you move your knees more open so he can touch you easily. You feel his finger press down on your underwear right where your clit is. You gasp at his actions, he found your clit just like that. ‘Someone seems excited’ he whispers into your neck. ‘Please Eddie’ you whine at him. ‘What sweetheart?’ Eddie moves from your neck to your face, his nose brushing yours just like earlier. Lips inches away. ‘Please touch me’ you beg. ‘Since you asked so nicely’ Eddie says before he kisses you. His lips are softer than you imagined, the kiss is gentle at first. His fingers move your underwear to the side and he moves your wetness up and down your slit. You moan into his lips. Eddie breaks the kiss and takes his hand away you are about to complain at the loss of feeling but he tells your to lay down and you do so. Eddie lays on top of you and continues to kiss you, much more needier this time. You feel his tongue enter your mouth, you suck on it making him moan and buck his hips into your aching core. As you continue to kiss you you feel one of his hands move up and along your body. He moves it under your top and stops at your breasts. Your thankful you didn’t wear a bra today as Eddie makes contact brushing past your nipple. ‘No bra? You are a full of surprises Y/N’ Eddie says into your lips. His hand squeezes your breast as his lips leave yours as he kisses down your jaw, down to your neck again finding the sensitive spot behind your ear. Your hand reaches and pulls his hair making him moan into you. It’s the prettiest noise you’ve ever heard. His hand lets go of your breast but his fingers wonder to your nipple as he twists them slightly. You’ve never been so turned on and he hadn’t even touched you properly yet. You buck your hips needing some friction. ‘Don’t worry princess, I am going to give you the best orgasms ever.’ He says with a mischievous smile.
Eddie continues to kiss down your neck, he reaches your collar bone planting small sweet kisses. His body moves further down on yours. He pulls at the hem of you top looking up at you for permission. You nod and bite your lip. ‘Princess if you keep looking at me like that you’re gonna make me cum already’ he says with a wide grin. You let out a small giggle but that’s quickly cut off when you feel Eddies tongue on your nipple. He licks it all around and then puckers his lips and sucks it, you arch your back and moan, his eyes never leaving you. His other hand moves further down your body until he reaches the waistband of your skirt, his hand goes under it and your underwear till he’s met with your dripping pussy. ‘Fuck princess, so wet for me’ he moans into your nipple. ‘Only for you Eddie’ you say back with a cheeky smile. The way you’re looking at him and saying his name drives him insane. He can’t wait anymore. He sinks a finger straight into your wet hole making you moan. He starts pumping in and out of you, you sound so wet and normally would be embarrassed but right now the sensation of Eddies finger feels too good. Only one finger and you feel yourself being close already. ‘Fuck Eddie!’ You moan pulling his hair and bringing him in for a sloppy kiss. He can feel you clenching on his finger. ‘Fuck Princess so close already?’ He mumbled to your lips. You can’t answer your too focused on the feeling of him. Your so close. On the verge. Then he quickly pulls out his finger and pulls away from the kiss. You sit up slightly feeling annoyed. ‘What the fuck Eddie?! I was so fucking close’ you sound so desperate but you don’t care. He just stopped you from cumming. He lets out a small laugh that just irritates you more. ‘What’s so funny?’ You ask feeling pissed off. Eddie looks at you sucks your juices off his finger then gets off the bed and stands up. Before you have chance to talk again he grabs you by the ankles and turns you over so your on your stomach. ‘On all fours’ he commands. ‘Excuse me, in my-?’ Your cut off by Eddie smacking your ass, it stings but you can’t deny it turns you on more. ‘On. All. Fours.’ He says. This time you listen and get on all fours. Ass in the air you feel Eddies body leaning over yours. He leans down and whispers into your ear, ‘the first place I want you to cum is in my mouth Princess. You understand?’ You nod. He grabs you by the hair pulling you back to look at him. ‘Words. I need words Princess’ he says with a look of lust. ‘I, I understand’ you reply taken back by Eddies actions. It makes you want him even more. He lets go out your hair pushing your head back down to the bed. You hear him rustling around then he cover your eyes with a blindfold. ‘This will make it even more fun sweetheart’ he whispers to you. You clench around nothing. You can not see anything now but after a minute you feel Eddie yanking down your skirt and thong. He spreads open your hole and blows on it. You flinch at his breath. ‘What a pretty pussy you have, I bet she taste fucking amazing’ he says hypnotised by the sight of you dripping for him.
You moan as you feel Eddies tongue lick from your asshole to the top of your vagina. He licks your juices all around, licking up agonisingly slowly up and down. You press your ass further back to him making you take more of you pussy. Smack. You feel Eddie spank you again. ‘Such a needy girl’ He says. ‘I, I’m sorry’ you whimper pathetically. ‘Don’t be baby. I love it’ he says and dives his tongue right back to your pussy. Your feel him lap up your juices just like before but this time more quickly. You’re a moaning mess into the bed. You feel Eddies tongue lick up to your hole. You feel his tongue going in and out of it. He’s fucking your with his tongue and fuck it feels amazing. ‘Fuckfuck’ you moan. You feel close already. Eddie can tell, he removes his tongue and replaces them with two fingers. He’s reaching places you didn’t know existed before. You feel his tongue making circles on your clit. The sensations of both together are the best anyone has ever given to you. ‘Eddie, fuck s-so close!’ You scream you hands bunching up the duvet tightly in your hands. ‘Cum baby. Cum in my mouth’ Eddie says before licking your clit so fast. His fingers pump in and out still, with the combination you crumble. ‘I I’m cumming!’ You moan as your finally release. Eddie licks up all your cum not missing a bit. He fingers still in you but slowed more down. Both heavily breathing trying to catch your breath. ‘Fuck Eddie, that was’ ‘Best orgasm ever?’ He says with a smug smile. ‘Yes. Best orgasm. Ever’ you reply back. ‘Ready for another one?’ Eddie says. Before you answer you feel something slap your wet pussy making you gasp. ‘Fuck Eddie, is that-’ you say biting your lip. The next thing you feel is Eddies dick pushing into your hole. Your still sensitive from earlier but it feels too good. ‘Fuck. Your big’ you say breathlessly as Eddie bottoms out in you. ‘Thanks Princess’ he says with a smug smile. For a minute Eddie doesn’t move so you can adjust to him. You decide to show him you were. You move yourself back and forth. Making you both moan together. ‘Fuck me, that feels good’ Eddie says holding you by the waist. You carry on moving yourself back and forth on his cock, it feels good. ‘My turn princess’ he says as he pounds into you. ‘Fuck!’ You scream out at the next sensation. Eddie is not gentle but you don’t care. You need it. he moves in you hard and fast, he’s been needing this for fucking forever. He digs his fingers hard into your hips most definitely going to leave a mark but you don’t care. You feel another orgasm approaching as you clench around Eddie. ‘Eddie, gonna cum!’ You moan as you cum again all over Eddies dick. ‘Fuck, squeezing me so tight. Fuck. Shit.’ Eddie doesn’t have anytime to warn you before he releases his cum straight into you. You feel it and fuck it’s a lot, so much so it start to spill out but Eddie doesn’t stop moving as he’s still cumming. ‘Fuck Y/N’ Eddie says breathlessly. ‘Good job I’m on the pill’ you say giggling. You take the blindfold off and turn to see Eddie. He’s out of breath, his hair sticking to him from the sweat but he looks so fucking hot. He slowly pulls out of you and sits on the bed. You turn around and crawl up to him, his cum spilling out of you but you don’t care. He lifts his arm and you snuggle your way next to him. ‘So Eddie?’ You say tracing his tattoos. He turns to you humming, ‘best orgasm ever?’ You say with a big grin. ‘Fuck yes Princess. Best. Orgasm. Ever’ he says bringing you in for a kiss
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