In honor of this account’s birthday again (???) here’s a threesome fic lol
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Pervy Desires
sum : past hookup; Eddie Munson, refused to let you cum.
So someone had to!
steve x eddie x reader threesome smut
w: bartender reader x steve/eddie customers, unprotected sex, spanking, lots of pp print, evbdy is a perv, tipsy intercourse, 2pp bj, name calling(soft & rough), soft dom steve x rough dom eddie x sub reader, humping, deep kissing, oral (mm receiving + f receiving), chatter box Eddie x quieter Steve, choking, orgasm denial, reader having a thing for hands? breast suckiling, cum dumping
The tatted one was a frequent, usually hanging with friends or simply strolling alone for a couple beers and drunken chats. Although not often upfront when it came to it, Eddie purely came in for you. So evident he knew you remembered those pretty hands of his from somewhere; always teasingly looping digits around his cups and bottles, rings clinking within every occasional sip of alcohol he’d savor. Fuck was he a sight to see.
He has flirted with you countless of times before, words you memorized strategically involved unsober confessions as to how he’d love to share you with his best friend. He was too wasted to filter himself so Munson went into explicit description as to how he would fuck you first, would then let his friend get a go, and how finally, they’d both dump their warmths into your mouth. Soft lips of his spurring drunken words that easily had you reminiscing each and every second you sighted, ravaged and soaked him in, system jolting to his presence.
You weren’t much of an angel either though, those hands and tatted arms were the principal of your returning shameful fantasies; the thought of how fitting his fingers would look decorating the hem of your neck right at that instant had you needy to pursue, how pretty would his darkened hair look coated in his earned sweat, he had you craving every ounce of him and he knew so too.
Many more pervy thoughts barged along when you looked to the left of him; there was Eddie’s friend, who you overheard named after Steve. His eyes looked so dangerously warm it made you quirm, already stiff as a board in those pretty worn jeans, perfectly hugging his long cock tight. You only imagined how he’d link his length inside you, wondering just how smooth he’d dance his hips along your own, to have the perfect feel of him fucking you just right. You weren’t sure what it was about him that had you feeling this way but fuck was he just the perfect add-on.
Heavy arms now raised high above his head in stretch, you noticed his shirt looked stylishly torn, crop going undetectable until now. His belly was toned well, pretty lines sculpting the track towards his bulge, you couldn’t contain but to catch a glimpse of the dark trail you hoped you’d see again tonight before he returned to his original stance. He stood now, shifting his hands onto his belt buckle, subconsciously toying around with the material he wore. You knew you’ve had enough, you needed one of them, you needed both.
“Sorry, I’ll get to you guys in a second-
-Hello, Munson boy.”
you bounced back and fourth between customers and acknowledged Eddie, breaking that loud hitch of silence between you two after your last sensual encounter, tone so flirty on the name you almost entirely threw yourself at him. Having you speak to him in that way he so actively remembered from your guys’ adventures immediately had him hooked soulessly. You caught the man drawing a hint of a smirk onto his face, eyes had become darker remembering easily just how to push you past your limit.
“hello, pretty..” he saluted back, hand playfully waving at you, eyes becoming prominent to the attention given.
“Bit crowded tonight, no?” you telepathically spoke to him.
“we’ll be here some time, no rush.” he continued. Eddie quickly found a way into replying to your perverted wishes, making sure you knew he’s in no plan of leaving until the bar emptied just the right amount for him to make you his. Voice grew dark along with his need for you, massive hands reaching into his pocket in search for his used up wallet. Already, eye-counting the number of people left in the way.
“Hello to you too, new guy.” you spoke to his friend now, kindly appreciating them both, making sure he wasn’t left out in the slightest. The nickname brought out a deep chuckle, almost offended that you didn’t just ask him his name.
“Ahh, new guy?” he tempted along with you, trapping your glance right along his,
“Just Steve, bartender lady.” he added amusingly, returning the quirky comedic relief. He made sure you pictured well how massive he looked as he hovered over you carefully, lips so eager to do more, Eddie admiring the play.
Although tempted, you sassily brushed the men off and found your way towards a customer seated towards the far end of the counter.
Steve felt content with the ghost of your presence you having him left with the image of you playfully rolling your dolly eyes at him. He loved the way you toyed around, fully adored how bratty you started with him, he quickly pictured the many ways he can get you to behave for him.
Steve and Eddie both stood and preyed on you while you picked up the leaving customer’s excessive tip, with that, a moist towel to wipe the counter down. You strolled around your area in search for a cleaning product, firm ass hidden away in the airy skirt you wore along with a white button down blouse as uniform, hair kept free.
The men blended in with the crowd and made their ways close to you once more, in hopes of occupying the best seats in the bar with little to no difficulty.
You further cleaned the surface down, spraying liquids onto the counter, the men going unnoticed. You were now almost dancing to the music played, slightly shaking your hips to the beat, gliding your hands left and right across the spot, pretty cleavage decorating your chest.
You caught Steve’s cocky grin along with Eddie’s steady glare, your eyes automatically stuck wandering off lower as they took advantage of the low angle you cleaned in, having their cocks appear far more prominent than necessary. The men both were larger and printed, almost as if they intentionally wore the tightest pants they had in their closets for you.
Tonight, you were sure those two together would cause some trouble, they had you feeling ways in which you couldn’t explain, like they reached into your head and twisted it in ways to fulfill their utmost desires. You were drenched and they haven’t even been in for ten minutes, how they technically flashed their cocks on your face had you sick of hiding it any longer.
“open for two?” voiced Munson, referring to the area you just wiped down, two bar-stools open and available right ahead of your busiest station. His eyes were piercing, attractive, they spoke to you more than his lips did. You accepted, shooting a smile before wiping your hands dry onto your tight blouse, ready for their requests. The men sat, warm toned lamps above each of their heads beautifully lighting them to frame.
“What can I serve you guys with?” you were quick to keep it all professional, avoiding the intense eye contact with the man that could undress you bare now.
“two beers, pretty.” He reached his hand up to view, having you with no choice but to acknowledge him again, single-handedly placing a large bill between his digits and passing it like he was intentionally modeling his ring-filled fingers for you. Taking the bill from his wider hand you noticed a knowing grin on his face to the look you shot him, same knowing look he used to shoot you when he used to tease the shit out of you back to when you two used to shared classes together.
It’d be easy to say that those casual little hookups you had with Eddie all over school grounds back in the day had you recognize him immediately, since the very first day he even stepped into your bar. Pure memories of those times Munson would choke you down onto those firm sleeping trees, bark so pale it’d be easy rip, anomalistically pounding into your cunt like his life depended on it, breathy grunts which’d have you begging him for more. Holding a leg up with an arm, as he’d push the rest of your weight up with his own, Eddie would have you coming repeatedly for him like it was all a game. And god did he love it.
It all came back though; that tightening sensation in the pit of your stomach as you watched him attentively speak with the one handsome companion lying beside him, lips smoothly sharing words you could easily picture as dirty.
You returned to them, lowering the freshly stocked beer bucket infront the men, both attentively observing how you removed each drink from the ice storage they cooled in, noticing how hypnotically their eyes toyed with your breasts.
The bar remained of only a couple of regulars who remained out of view in that large bar you worked at, them usually finding their ways out the door before the clock hit midnight.
“wanna show us around, princess?” interrupted Eddie, lips curving upwards to the flinch you gave when you felt his firm grip find a way towards your lower waist across the booth, so sneakingly holding your body as his. You knew exactly what he meant, of course you followed along,
“Only if I can get both.”
You leaned in and kissed him, warm lips tangling harshly with your own. Eddie groaned to the gesture, rapidly dragging your body across the counter to get it to wrap around his.
You whimpered for him, hands pulling onto the dark tank he wore. He listened and sat you onto the counter, backed away a second to remove the fabric, toned body creeping up to light, messy curls frantically going back to form onto the front of his face. You wanted him and you showed him well, but he quickly showed you he wanted you more.
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Eddie savagely tore that work skirt you wore, holding the fabric between thick-fingers tearing up to down, this exposing the pretty panties worn beneath them. He carried your weight downstairs to where the break room sat, he kicked away the tables intervening the couches, leaving the area open with just two long parallel couches. Munson then lightly pushed you down onto the sofa, him quickly fastening his way above you, both your hands held down in restraint with a single one of his, rough fingers looped around your wrists stiffly pressing down. He’s got you held down just exactly how he pictured and you loved every thought of that.
“..open your legs for me.” he was firm, voice altered in a way it came out as a demand but used with such praise it had you yearning for him more. Slow hands approached your chest, deep inhales following from the tease. You instantly gave in, lovingly separating your legs for him, wide enough to wrap around his toned back, cunt so tightly tucked away into the panties he’d yank off now if he wanted to. Dark breaths slipped Eddie’s as he felt his crotch gain a chance into pushing deeper into your clothed core, you allowed the tease you felt above your bud and hugged his body tighter, nails sharply decorating the skin.
Although lost in the feeling, you felt your eyes wander off onto Steve, dick rock hard just by watching how Eddie humped himself into you. Free hand toying around with your breasts, mouth tuning right onto your ear; Steve just wished it was him, he fucking wished he was the reason why your mouth remained wide open, thoughtless eyes so needy to be done just right, you watched as he throbbed to the sight. He was tall, shiny waves making him taller, his breath only hitched to the eye contact he dedicated with you. Eyes hadn’t parten yours not once, almost as if he was sending subliminal messages as to what he’d do to you next. He seemed a lot more distant than Eddie would’ve ever been but fuck he had a cock he so proudly wore.
Smiling at the man who twitched in his pants, you felt your eyes roll to the back of your head as you began feeling Eddie’s strokes a lot deeper inside you now. How swiftly he replaced the coverage of your panties with the head of his cock had your focus right back onto him.
“you feel so fucking good” you praised in between moans to how firm he fucked your sensitive hole. Eddie was ecstatic above you, tattoos no nicely beginning to gain a smooth coverage from his sweat. Smirking in between wet strokes to how quickly he got you to regain his attention, eyes dark and in complete control over you, he fucked himself into you deeper.
“..isn’t this what you wanted?..” Eddie now continuously slammed his dick far inside you, you felt your legs weaken along with that familiar electricity rushing your veins. Cock tilting upwards to that spot you felt the most pleasure from, you savored the feeling of every inch of his bruising your cervix. Munson continued, “..for my cock to be buried so deep inside you I can’t fuck any further? mhm?” Sadistically, the man mocked your moans as you became a mess beneath him. He was thick, and knew how to use his gift well, thick heartfelt veins glued onto the underside of his cock, soft rounded tip hitting the sweetness of your pussy, you needed him to make you cum.
“…didn’t think we’d notice your pervy little self staring at our cocks all night?...” Eddie messily humped his cock into your warmth now, his eyes tightly shut soaking in every last bit of pleasure. “instead of doin’ her job, this slutty little brat..wanted to drool over two-” Eddie hissed, cutting himself off. ”warm hole..” His breath hitching high at the end of his degradation, teeth grit together as he soon became a grunting monster for you, hair an absolute pretty tangle mixing a nice blend along his reddening cheeks. Eddie grabbed you and held you in-front of him close, still ravishingly belting into your cunt, he lowered his thumb onto your sensitivity bud rubbing perfect-paced circles onto the skin. He stared close into your eyes as he sent you over the edge, fucking you with his thumb and his cock, he knew what he was doing.
“i’m.. i’m-gonna”
“gonna’ what, sweetheart? you gonna’ what?” he lengthened his whiny tone in his last spoken word, toying the shit out of your climax.
Munson made sure he pumped for every single drop of his cum onto your frustrated body first, for him to later on fulfill his desire of dumping his second cum into your mouth. Feeling that explosive feeling approach it’s way through you, weakening you completely as Eddie held your weight, you watched as he fucked into your cunt once more before dangerously pulling away and releasing all over your breasts and abdomen. As if it was his pity gift for denying your orgasm.
Pure disappointment was written all over your face, all towards the man who devilishly enjoyed every second of detaining your orgasm. You felt him openly humiliate how worked up he’s got you, jeans soon choking his cock once more as he headed over towards Steve.
“fuck you” you spit at Eddie. Over with his bullshit games and so sexually frustrated you’ll kill to have anyone finish the job he’s started. You watched as he simply just looked up to where you sat across him, intimidating eyes grew fierce, lips remained shut and serious.
Your knees locked beneath you to the way he took a single look at you and turned his eye back to Steve, he immediately after got up from his stance and slowly nodded to your disrespect, the way he looked right now could’ve easily made you cum if you weren’t so frustrated with him. Slow predatory walk approached, wet hair concealing away the brightest parts of his eyes. He reached a hand and pulled you in by your neck threatening;
“..I swear you I’ll make you the biggest slut you’ve never even thought yourself capable of being.” he spoke, jeans loose and belt adding to the ambience along with the both of your lost breaths. He kissed you once before finding seat right next to Steve again, this time legs sat wide, and his back sinked into the couch, like he was ready for a show. The show he was aching to witness.
“..Stevey here says he wants his cock warmed up” Eddie now taunted away at Steve who could pop away his zipper if he hardens just a bit more, his hairy chest creeping out the shirt he wore, lips parted exasperatingly open as his legs slightly twitched from self-restraint.
Steve quickly used his fingers to signal you to go over towards him, he smiled at how you sweetly wiped your face with an arm and crawled your way to him.
He reached for you, assisting in any way he could’ve to accommodate your nude self onto his clothed lap. He took a look at you, at how sexually frustrated you presented yourself to him. Almost immediately he began placing little kisses onto your forehead, then cheek forwarding to your neck. Your eyes were sealed shut to the pretty feeling now, he held you so nicely that you felt yourself embarrassingly dampening his blue jeans. You soon felt his pair of cold hands directing your mandible to a pair of lips you glided with gently, you desperately inhaling as much of him as you could. His mouth was almost admiring, he appreciated your skin with adoration, he was easily the perfect balance to Eddie.
“Can I kiss you?” purred Steve onto the nape of your neck, gently kissing onto the exposed skin, traces of saliva gifting view onto his now fluffier lips. He was so sweet towards you, cleaning away left tears and admiringly massaging your shoulders strolling down to your arms. Steve only brushed his lips against yours, slowly toying away every time you tried fully closing the gap.
“I need you to kiss me.” you almost begged for his lips to explore your own, for them to sweeten your mouth just how he showed you he was able to sweeten your body. Steve paused and suddenly carried your weight onto the wall that sat behind you all, he wanted to get you warmed up to himself with a different feel from the couch first.
Harrington held you up against the wall and gently lowered his head, kissing you, lips crashing together like waves in the ocean, his lips were soft against yours, but you needed more. You inhaled sharply, aggressively clinging onto his shirt, needing all of him as much as possible, for him to finally make you cum, for him to put an end to the torture that is his tease. Steve caught on and returned the kiss harder, this time your bottom lip was captured between his and he began pursuing his body closer to yours, hardness pressing onto your stomach. Steve enjoyed every second of having you teased to the bare point you’re pathetically begging him to take his turn fucking you. Having him know exactly what it is he needed to do to have you beg his touch, to do about just enough to you and your body that you’re left with no choice that you can’t avoid wanting him this badly. Steve only proceeded to rubbing himself onto you harder, faster and smoother, he was now bucking himself onto your body. Soon after, the kiss grew incompetent, his tongue now involved you automatically got ahold of him in that cotton-top he wore
“I need to taste you. Let me taste you.” Steve only grew hungrier for you, the hungrier you grew for him, his mouth becoming sloppier synchronized with your own rhythm from the thought of finally savoring your pussy. You eagerly nodded to the man’s request, Steve impulsively beginning his trail of warm kisses along the path between your cum-filled breasts, him repeating the act to return and beginning with licking strips of saliva onto the cuddly skin,
“put them in my mouth” he kneeled below you, having his head be in perfect alignment with your tits as you just lowered into his open mouth.
Steve ravilishly latched onto your skin, using his tongue to tease your nipples you watched how he massaged your breasts as if they were only his. He wanted his mouth attached to every body part of yours and he showed you so by taking one of your breasts into the mouth he used to suck, groaning to himself from the taste. Holding the remaining of the skin into his hand, attaching and detaching himself with ‘pop’ sounds, strings of saliva following his soft lips and the breasts he suckled, he was doing everything just right. Him doing this nonstop you notice he slowly led his head down to your needy cunt. Steve held one of your legs above his shoulder and returned to his height, holding your weight up in the air before digging his head further between your thighs. Gently, he inhaled the natural esoteric scent you released, he kissing along your pussy lips before he instinctively took your clit into his mouth and continued to slurp every drop of your juices accessible. Steve now led your other leg above his other shoulder and tongued you down deeper, you wrapping your legs along his back, him holding you still with his grip.
Screaming inaudible praises you felt as Steve began taking steps from his stance and held you tight by your ass. He had his fingers sculpting you perfectly in his hands as he carried your weight above his head right back onto the couch you two played on before, his strength just turned you on more.
Eddie only groaned to himself from what he witnessed now, him unzipping his jeans to pump his tired cock from how provokingly you’re getting treated infront of him.
You quickly crawled off of Steve and laid onto the couch with your ass up in the air for him, arms holding the rest of your weight, Munson’s cock getting jerked off right on your face.
“Fuck.”
Steve husked to himself, his bottom lip getting caught between his teeth from the demonstration of how much you craved him, if eyes could speak his would say he was gonna fuck you right there, right now. You looked completely vulnerable to him, your holes were arched up for display for Steve who stared down at you, how you’re so prettily positioned for him, for his cock.
“Oh i’m gonna’ fuck you so hard..”
You felt him shift and mumble to himself, he was so serious, so fucking ready to push his cock into your pussy. He quickly ripped his pants away and stripped from his decorated boxers, you nodded as he toyed his length around your vulva in consent for him to finally adjust his head into your opening. He tapped his heavy cock onto your exterior before making his way in, sliding into you gently for you to take his width, firm hands pressing onto your arched waist,
“Just a little more for me baby, Oh yeah, you can take me so good.” continued he, grabbing onto the ass that danced along with his hips, him using your handles as extra support. He pushed himself further in, widening your hole to his size, you screeched to the feeling, “Shh, good girl.”
You moaned away causing the stranger to speed up. You loved his cock and you told him so in between teary mumbles and fuck you meant it, the way he fucked you felt so warm, he filled your cunt so perfectly, tips of his fingers not for once detaching from your body, wet kisses onto your mouth and dirty little praises into your ear. He’d become just the right amount of aggressive for you now, Steve latched onto your locs, soft grip to remove any excess from your face. He fucked himself into you just right and fuck how loud he was took over you completely. Steve held onto you harder, the hand that grabbed onto your hair soon reaching out to smack your ass; firm grips finalizing each touch. He fucked you so good you felt yourself unable to keep your mouth closed, you euphorically came with ease for him, body fluids dripping out of your cunt to which he swiped with his fingers and tongue-cleaned up entirely, mouth of his glistening with the moistness of your release.
“I want you to show me, show me how much you love this cock, beautiful.” Steve bargained, cock spraining out of your cunt to meet eye to eye with your nose as he sweetly kneeled you before him. He was throbbing for you, leaking mixtures of precum and your own arousal, dick so angelically sculpted you couldn’t hold aback anymore just how much you’d love to hear his pretty sounds again. You took him into your mouth, so gracefully kitten licking that desperate tip of his, you quickly allowing him to shape your mouth with his entrance. He felt warm and hard, pulsating inside your mouth like he’s never gotten a blowjob before. Steve tasted fresh on your tongue..
“Fuck- your mouth, agh- your mouth..”
He moaned away, voice coming out so surprisingly high-pitched it had your thighs locked together. Eddie just pumped his cock, wishing it was his cock you were swallowing instead. You knew that to him this was all blissful, drunk enough to not even attempt to hide his pretty moans but sober enough to know he wanted you to do this for him and so much fucking more. Eddie stood near you two now, him pumping his cock across your forehead while you choked on Steve’s. “..fucking look him in the eye while he bruises your throat, slut.” Eddie demanded, grabbing you by the throat and pushing you forward deeper onto Steve’s dick, your eyes attached onto Steve’s needier ones.
“Think you can fit two whole cocks inside that pretty mouth, think so baby?” Steve praised away, It took you completely for surprise how he went from shy and quiet to large and bold, but you loved it fucking loved this side of him.
Eddie instantly had his dick connecting to your cheek and grinned devilishly to the sight beneath him, occasionally swiping his length across your face patiently awaiting for an approval. Steve took his time desiring your mouth before he suddenly shifted himself to the far right of your cheek, bloating it a bit as he gave Eddie some space to fit himself into your gape. You took the men in, careful to not sink your teeth onto either one but confident enough to lick and suck them both satisfactorily. They both enjoyed how well taken care of you’re being right now, both just looking down at you, one seemingly on the verge of coming down your throat whilst the other couldn’t wait to have you comfortable enough to fuck your face in. Your cheeks remained bloated as you savored the taste of each of their cocks at once, obviously not being able to get them far in to how big they were.
Eddie now moved and stood behind you whilst Steve continued to bulk his hips infront of you.
“…what a cock-sucking whore, like me watching you down his cock don’t you, princess?” he grabbed a another significant amount of your hair and had you look back at him, fingers of his teasing at your nipples as Steve’s length not for once detached from your lips.
“Mhm” you tuned, meeting eye to eye with Eddie now who now took your arm in his hand and single-handedly led it to his hardness, having you jerk him off while you sucked off Steve. In between Steve’s praises and Eddie’s grunting you felt yourself become just as close as Steve was. They both praised, you were suckling each one now, turning every once in a while to face each of their cocks fairly.
“atta girl..so happy to have daddy share you with his friend, yeah?” giritted Munson, his large hand holding your neck to get off to the feel of his dick disappear into your throat. He was close, it was easy to memorize how sexily his stomach would tone whenever he was ready to feed you his cum.
“open.. your fucking mouth.” Eddie intervened, eyes rolling as he pumped another shot of his warmth right into your open mouth, him slapping the residue onto your cum-dripping lips. The man worn out of breath from his second release but fuck was he so hungry to watch how good you are at taking two cumshots into your mouth. He moved away and gave his friend space to dump his cum in right along with his own.
Steve neared his way to you, carefully accommodating each one of his thighs on either side of your head positioning you for the receiving of his shot. You innocently looked up at him, how you opened your cum-filled mouth for him instantly sent him over to his climax, he was already shooting strings of cum all over your face following loud whines in which he couldn’t contain.
“You’re so.. fucking perfect..” cherished Steve, leaving you a complete slutty cum-filled mess.
You swallowed their seed whole to from which they both fucking admired you doing for them.
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Both Steve and Eddie got dressed quickly before strolling around in search of your own clothes. They firstly began by sweetly wiping away any residue mess you might’ve gotten left with, tons of damp paper towels from the bathroom helping you get cleaned up. Work blouse getting put over your head by one whilst the other helped your arms go through the fabric, skirt getting placed and zipped up whilst you got assisted in your dressing.
They both ended the night by kissing your skin adoringly before helping you close the place up. They contributed in every way possible to leave the room and the bar spotless for you, comforting you along the way to Eddie’s van.
You sat in the back with Steve who held your sleepy head onto his lap, caressing away your hair and your face whilst Eddie played some of your favorites and carefully drove you home, checking up on you more than needed.
Easy to say that it was all destined to be as you attempted to hover those slutty little after-thoughts to the inactive part of your brain, to which were kept restrained in compulsion throughout the night to when you first met eye to eye with the men you sat in that van with. You felt at ease now though, you were getting treated like the princess the men saw you as, and you loved every single minute of it…
Whatever the fuck they were doing tonight ; drunkly slurring words onto one another, lips so eagerly speaking about something so reluctant had you locked onto them. Had you recklessly doing things you never thought yourself to do.
Eddie was right, he made you a so much bigger slut than you saw yourself capable of being.
sum: just Eddie’s non-ending obsession for eating your pussy
w: oral (fem receiving + male receiving)(more fem receiving), masterbation mention, fingering mention (male on fem), rough intercourse mention, eddie being a kinky fuck, overall explicit language
pls be advised that this one’s very explicit!
Eddie would be the one to initiate it all, he can’t bare not having his face buried deeply between your thighs, always teasing you for long before finally beginning his act onto your cunt. You’ve began Eddie’s pussy obsession and not much long after casual hookups he’d be needy for your pussy, awaiting by your casual hookup spot; hair tied into a messy pony, nails clipped and filed down and stubble freshly shaved down for your comfort. When the man’s ready for you, he’s fully ready. So ready he could eat you out first glance if you’d let him.
Munson’s known to be a pleaser, he’d hardly ever ask for anything in return and that’s what made you continue to crawl back to him every single time, like his lost puppy out in the rain. If he ever did want head in return he’d subtly just mount you upside down him so your pussy stays attached to his mouth whilst you try to fit him into your mouth, quick to just lie on bed so you’re more comfortable for him. He’ll never just want you to give him head though, he’s too pussy drunk to just watch as your cunt would water for him, too hard for him to not think about tongue fucking you until you’d beg for his cock. You’d kitten lick him down to his balls and up to his tip, sucking him thoughtfully as he’d let out low grunts under his breath, eyes tightly closed as his hair would stick to his forehead from his needy sweating. Although he’d love every second of it, dude wouldn’t be able to concentrate knowing you’d be swollenly ready for his mouth.
He’s so incredibly good at eating pussy that your first initial thought of him was that he’s had a collection of women prior to you for practice and experience, but he indeed did not. Dude’s a loser who just picks up from pornos he’d get off to when you’re not around, observing which specific actions made the women moan, shake, grunt and scream louder, which actions they’d beg more of and so on. He’s a strong listener when it comes to becoming an expert, and to his advantage it has been working out for him. He wouldn’t admit to that though, he’d always say that if one knows the anatomy and sweet spots of a woman, there’s nothing easier than pleasuring them. “It’s common sense” he’d always say.
Not a single word needed to suppress from his lips to read what he was up and ready for; eating you out. It’d be so painfully obvious too, he’d be blushing red, nothing but burning cheeks and plump lips up to view as he’d try his best to have a normal conversation without getting distracted by the tightness in his pants, him trying his best to subtly readjust his length up to his belt-line, where it’d be less of a distraction for the two of you, dazy eyes turning dark from the thought of your cunt alone. He’d also just cuddle you with his arms wrapped around your thighs and his head resting onto your lower belly, too painfully close to your core. No movie could distract his naughty thoughts of you. He’d sometimes even close his eyes reminiscing past situations where he’d be fucking you senselessly against any platform that’d hold you stable as your legs would fully give up on you from pleasure, jewelry chiming against the hard of his chest as he’d pound into you uncontrollably, having you scream out his name as he’d near his ear close to your mouth to soak in his name being screamed out that way.. he wouldn’t stop thinking about the times where you’d be cumming nonstop for him as he pleasured you with his cock, mouth and fingers.., where he’d be sucking every inch of your body, having you in absolute awe once he’s finished with you, watching as your body would go limp beneath him.
Sure if every man ate pussy like he did, the world would’ve been a better place. The way he’d begin by placing open-mouthed kisses from your jaw, to your neck, then your chest down to your belly, giving himself a couple seconds to appreciate and dedicate pleasure to each bit of flesh you’d have exposed to him. Leaving nothing but slight bits of saliva-traces onto your lower abdomen as he’d undress your lower half and immediately attack your thighs with his mouth, helplessly grunting to himself as he knew he was about to commence his all time favorite act. He’d be pumping himself with his free hand as the other would use a thumb to ghostly rub tiny circles around your dampened clit, him animalistically biting onto his bottom lip as he’d try his best to not pleasure you with his mouth just yet. Eddie would then begin with his tongue, allowing himself to trace messy licks around your outer and inner labia, spitting onto your opening for him to stick his tongue inside you, stiffening his neck to tongue fuck you mindlessly. He’d be quick to giving himself the chance to exit you and wrap his pink lips around your bud, sucking on it so carefully it had you subconsciously wrapping your thighs around his head, him quick to placing both hands around your legs and opening them to a comfortable extent for the both of you, gripping them tightly open for your pussy to be fully up to view, exposing each one of your holes for him. He’d then repeat his actions over and over again, each time adding something new, having you in an absolute mess with just his mouth. He’d be finalizing his act by wrapping his mouth around as much of your pussy as he possibly could’ve, sucking as much as he was able to for then to fuck you with the precum dripping dick that was awaiting you.
Eddie would absolutely adore how wasted you’d look after he’d be finished pleasuring you, and you’d just find him adorable, the way he’d read your face so closely as if he’d just fallen in complete utter love with you, the way he’d softly kiss you with his pussy-juiced lips, carefully massaging areas he’d perhaps had gone too rough on, having you squirm under his touch as your body would melt under his delicacy. Sometimes you’d wish everyone’s given the chance to experience someone like him. But you’re too selfish to share him with anyone else and he knew that, that’s what encouraged him to treat you as just his, pleasure you better than anyone in the world could, eat you like nobody could, fuck you like nobody would, kiss you, hug you, talk to you, touch you.. he knew he did it better than anyone you’ve had fun with in the past, and he loved every bit of that.
here’s to tag most of my mutuals since i’ve been gone for about a year now :3.. forgive me if you guys aren’t eddie stans and just read my evan fics, wanna make sure if you guys are still alive to know if i should continue to write more evan character fics!
sum: just Eddie’s non-ending obsession for eating your pussy
w: oral (fem receiving + male receiving)(more fem receiving), masterbation mention, fingering mention (male on fem), rough intercourse mention, pervy eddie?, overall explicit language
pls be advised that this one’s very explicit!
Eddie would be the one to initiate it all, he can’t bare not having his face buried deeply between your thighs, always teasing you for long before finally beginning his act onto your cunt. You’ve began Eddie’s pussy obsession and not much long after casual hookups he’d be needy for your pussy, awaiting by your casual hookup spot; hair tied into a messy pony, nails clipped and filed down and stubble freshly shaved down for your comfort. When the man’s ready for you, he’s fully ready. So ready he could eat you out first glance if you’d let him.
Munson’s known to be a pleaser, he’d hardly ever ask for anything in return and that’s what made you continue to crawl back to him every single time, like his lost puppy out in the rain. If he ever did want head in return he’d subtly just mount you upside down him so your pussy stays attached to his mouth whilst you try to fit him into your mouth, quick to just lie on bed so you’re more comfortable for him. He’ll never just want you to give him head though, he’s too pussy drunk to just watch as your cunt would water for him, too hard for him to not think about tongue fucking you until you’d beg for his cock. You’d kitten lick him down to his balls and up to his tip, sucking him thoughtfully as he’d let out low grunts under his breath, eyes tightly closed as his hair would stick to his forehead from his needy sweating. Although he’d love every second of it, dude wouldn’t be able to concentrate knowing you’d be swollenly ready for his mouth.
He’s so incredibly good at eating pussy that your first initial thought of him was that he’s had a collection of women prior to you for practice and experience, but he indeed did not. Dude’s a loser who just picks up from pornos he’d get off to when you’re not around, observing which specific actions made the women moan, shake, grunt and scream louder, which actions they’d beg more of and so on. He’s a strong listener when it comes to becoming an expert, and to his advantage it has been working out for him. He wouldn’t admit to that though, he’d always say that if one knows the anatomy and sweet spots of a woman, there’s nothing easier than pleasuring them. “It’s common sense” he’d always say.
Not a single word needed to suppress from his lips to read what he was up and ready for; eating you out. It’d be so painfully obvious too, he’d be blushing red, nothing but burning cheeks and plump lips up to view as he’d try his best to have a normal conversation without getting distracted by the tightness in his pants, him trying his best to subtly readjust his length up to his belt-line, where it’d be less of a distraction for the two of you, dazy eyes turning dark from the thought of your cunt alone. He’d also just cuddle you with his arms wrapped around your thighs and his head resting onto your lower belly, too painfully close to your core. No movie could distract his naughty thoughts of you. He’d sometimes even close his eyes reminiscing past situations where he’d be fucking you senselessly against any platform that’d hold you stable as your legs would fully give up on you from pleasure, jewelry chiming against the hard of his chest as he’d pound into you uncontrollably, having you scream out his name as he’d near his ear close to your mouth to soak in his name being screamed out that way.. he wouldn’t stop thinking about the times where you’d be cumming nonstop for him as he pleasured you with his cock, mouth and fingers.., where he’d be sucking every inch of your body, having you in absolute awe once he’s finished with you, watching as your body would go limp beneath him.
Sure if every man ate pussy like he did, the world would’ve been a better place. The way he’d begin by placing open-mouthed kisses from your jaw, to your neck, then your chest down to your belly, giving himself a couple seconds to appreciate and dedicate pleasure to each bit of flesh you’d have exposed to him. Leaving nothing but slight bits of saliva-traces onto your lower abdomen as he’d undress your lower half and immediately attack your thighs with his mouth, helplessly grunting to himself as he knew he was about to commence his all time favorite act. He’d be pumping himself with his free hand as the other would use a thumb to ghostly rub tiny circles around your dampened clit, him animalistically biting onto his bottom lip as he’d try his best to not pleasure you with his mouth just yet. Eddie would then begin with his tongue, allowing himself to trace messy licks around your outer and inner labia, spitting onto your opening for him to stick his tongue inside you, stiffening his neck to tongue fuck you mindlessly. He’d be quick to giving himself the chance to exit you and wrap his pink lips around your bud, sucking on it so carefully it had you subconsciously wrapping your thighs around his head, him quick to placing both hands around your legs and opening them to a comfortable extent for the both of you, gripping them tightly open for your pussy to be fully up to view, exposing each one of your holes for him. He’d then repeat his actions over and over again, each time adding something new, having you in an absolute mess with just his mouth. He’d be finalizing his act by wrapping his mouth around as much of your pussy as he possibly could’ve, sucking as much as he was able to for then to fuck you with the precum dripping dick that was awaiting you.
Eddie would absolutely adore how wasted you’d look after he’d be finished pleasuring you, and you’d just find him adorable, the way he’d read your face so closely as if he’d just fallen in complete utter love with you, the way he’d softly kiss you with his pussy-juiced lips, carefully massaging areas he’d perhaps had gone too rough on, having you squirm under his touch as your body would melt under his delicacy. Sometimes you’d wish everyone’s given the chance to experience someone like him. But you’re too selfish to share him with anyone else and he knew that, that’s what encouraged him to treat you as just his, pleasure you better than anyone in the world could, eat you like nobody could, fuck you like nobody would, kiss you, hug you, talk to you, touch you.. he knew he did it better than anyone you’ve had fun with in the past, and he loved every bit of that.
here’s to tag most of my mutuals since i’ve been gone for about a year now :3.. forgive me if you guys aren’t eddie stans and just read my evan fics, wanna make sure if you guys are still alive to know if i should continue to write more evan character fics!
you could do a headcanon of franken kyle obsessed with his s/o's boobs, and they think your boobs are soft and pretty and maybe a little smut
w: boob kink; just los of boob worship, hickey mention, masterbation mention, kyle being a complete boob obsessed perv , might've turned out a bit more smuttish than anticipated sry
-Pre s/o-
This man's obsession are boobs. Gets rock hard within milliseconds to the littlest noticable cleavage, yours especially. This issue has been tormenting him for a long time now, he'd hate to admit that he can't keep stop fantasizing dirty scenarios involving your boobs, making them the grand protagonist in his mind. There's no denying it, no matter how many he's seen, whether that'd be from looking them up online, previous hookups or innocent flashes; the many colors, shapes, or even sizes he's laid eyes upon haven't gotten remotely close to the feeling he gets from the imagination he has for your own.
He's only picked up his minimal imagerys from your simple cleavages or perhaps the slight see through shirts you'd wear when doing laundry in the laundry rooms not far away from your nearby dorms. He can't seem to comprehend where his idleness of an adoration for your breasts began but there's something about yours he finds infinitely mesmerizing.
He'd see himself jerking off to the thought of you on full display infront of him, breasts free of its cage bouncing to his preferred speed as his cock is ridden swiftly. His hands would mimick the imaginary feeling of your slick folds entering and exiting him, lubricated fingers slidenly flicking that teary reddening tip of his as he reaches his climax screaming out your name in nothing but pure lust and necessity.
His obsession has took a turn from what could've been during those group gathering trips to places warmer than accustomed. Places such as crystal-filled caves, the park or the beach.. the fucking beach. That day was the day you found yourself upon a sweat-filled Kyle Spencer, dark shades accessorizing his face whilst the mild spill of strawberry icecream drooping from your chin and straight onto your chest abruptly interrupted his thoughts of intrest. He was absolutely losing it, dude had to entertain himself with the loose strings of his trunks because his eyes were utterly glued onto your breasts, like they've performed some kind of astronomical spell on him. Long story short, he has made a complete fool of himself as his first official impression to you.
Cannot go a day without monstrously groping your breasts, the gentle tissue against his fingertips drives him insane. Along the warmness of your pretty flesh, there leans his hardening self just begging for a tid of an escapee.
He loves suckling on your nubs whenever he finds the chance, like a starving baby ready for its midnight feeding always so needy for you no matter the circumstances
Kyle makes sure he worships each breast heavenly and evenly, carefully caressing them and showing them their equal amount of attention as he instantly hardens your nipples with nothing but a soft breath onto the surface, him rapidly beginning his work
Nothing but warm gentle suckling around your areolas as the man circles his thick tongue around your nipples, finger-flicking them lightly. Inventing his whole kind of game know Kyle'll tease you ever so cockily, having you quirm under him
A total sucker for boob grabbing; know how some like spanking their s/o's ass whenever they have the chance? Kyle's the total opposite, know he'd grab a handful of your breasts whenever he even sees you walk around him braless, the view of your soft nipples pointing out of its light weighted fabric call him every. single. time., Spencer literally drools over the sight alone.
He fucking loves how perfect your boobs look after he's done devouring them, he'll be holding them each up to view and melt to his work; glistening breasts shining with pure saliva and reddening love bites with a company of swellness
His mouth literally ends up sore; pink lips swollen with a tid bit of drooling saliva decorating its near entry from his messiness, nothing but soft baby whimpers exiting his mouth once he's done, attempting to catch onto his breath; chocolate eyes looking up to you like the utmost divine being
Being roommates with Eddie and he comes home early to find you cleaning the house in nothing but your panties and one of his band shirts.
We're not supposed to be doing this
warnings: eddie being a rough piece of shit
Summer evenings were the longest, nothing but that steaming heat that only converted your shared trailer into a free sauna room at the many hours of the day along with the disadvantage of the lack of your bestest, Eddie; who worked his ass off with Wayne in a far away mechanic shop downtown around the busiest sites of the city. His uncle worked more hours than him due to his early school schedules, though everything seemed to be working out fine for the three of you during those past couple of months, there initiated the belief that you were simply just another added weight onto the two due to the fact you couldn't work the many hours they did, let alone even make half the money they made individually.
You attempted to make the house your main duty though; dishing, mopping, dusting and the many other everyday household chores one can do to avoid yourself from dying from boredom and just living that fulfillment of complacency. Eddie, coming from the hardworking family he was raised from; he made sure to remind himself to keep a balance between the many important things in his life as he did his utmost his best to not induce the commitment he has to work, school, his band and future, He's had a pretty rough time keeping his eyes off of you since day one. Wayne had decided it was fine for you to join them as a former roomate due to the terrible living conditions you were faced with, he knew it'd be better for you to finish your final year of school in a place you felt safe and sound in to help you reach your dream career. He was nothing but clear about keeping things professional between you and Eddie "for the sake of everyone"; this one condition causing more trouble than expected as the professionalism naturally decreased the more time went by. Eddie grew possessive over you, he tried keeping this to himself but it became nothing but unpreventable as you constantly caught him keeping his glare onto you whenever he even seen you from a distance, anywhere.. He knew he couldn't stand it when you hung out with other guys, went out alone or even smiled a tid to anyone who weren't him. He deemed those thoughts to be apart of his insecurities but little did he know that you were simply just teasing him and enjoying every bit of it.
Things only got worse from there though, Eddie would constantly get into fights and arguments with jerks who slutttly catcalled you, came near you with nothing but terrible intentions and simply just viewed you as an everyday object. You better than anybody knew that things were going to continue to fail after the recent fight Eddie had with a basketball-teamed jerk who slapped your butt in a Hawkins party just the previous weekend. The pure savagery and hatred was swell demonstrated onto his figure, the way the man kept his teeth tightly gritted within every punch he threw at the idiot who cowardly begged him to stop his monstrosity and the way he wouldn't stop fidgeting his cold-blooded fingers in want of some more from the shithead who was practically left unconscious on the ground when he had to get escorted away, said enough from his side about how he felt about you.
Eddie also knew he couldn't let us uncle down though; letting him down with the hopes and dreams he's been working decades for his nephew to live a better life he's ever lived. He kept these promises to himself knowing he would never forgive himself if he saw you in a relationship with someone other than him, those feelings he's been growing for you have become untamable. Regardless of the obstacles you decided to share a word with Eddie, telling him you can stick up for yourself in hopes he lets lose on you and stops getting in so much trouble, to which he bluntly chuckled to and tolled away to grab his van keys from the key-holder and begun changiling his way to work that evening.
–
Wanting to go slow for the night, in your eyes it was impossible due to the monstrosity that the trailer was left up about after the mini reunion that was held the morning prior. You wouldn't want to be seen as the one not playing your part as a roomate so you thought it'd be best to head your attention to those chores. Picking up your ragged feet and placing the utilities where they each belonged, you maintained your speed at a contained pace since you memorized your roommates' schedules, none of them nearing their way home till' hours after. You recolor-coordinated Wayne's caps and got rid of the dirty dishes first, then you cleared out the ashtrays placing both ontop of the two corner stools that sat on either side of the living room couch. You then restocked the fridge with the room temperature water and beer boxes left around the kitchen area. You lastly led your focus to the empty washing machines and loaded them with your dirty clothing, removing the pair you had on currently and conjoining them along with some of Eddie's many hellfire-logoed shirts and shoving them into the washer, pampering them with its designated amount of fresh detergent and powering it on. You quickly ran to Munson's room and picked up one of his Black Sabbath shirts as you noticed he didn't claim it as much since he'd use it as a face-drying towel and later throw onto a pile of clothes with no care whatsover.
Preparing yourself a cup of coffee you allow yourself to relax whilst you only massaged your feet down with some coconut vaseline, gawking at the tv in that dim-lit freshly cleaned living room you resided in.
You arose from your comfortablity and headed to the counter area, propping down the '#1 dad' labled cup for a quick rinse before hearing low-sounded profanities from behind your stance to which you were taken into surprise by, grabbing a nearby butter knife and raising it up in defense.
"Woah, woah, woah. Don't kill me now, not now I beg." Led on Eddie, carefully lowering the charismatic weapon you had in hand and throwing it to the side, to which your shocked self allowed happen right before your eyes unable to make another move.
"what the actual fuck, Edward." You voiced, pushing Eddie away just a notch as his precense was the most you seen from him, his shadowy figure getting moon kissed from that moonlight just right outside the window you two stood besides.
"Ouch." he scooted back replying to his full name being spoken up about, gently taking into view the fantasy he had infront of him, chantrily licking his bottom lip whilst his puppy eyes couldn't keep themselves off of your body not for an instant even if he tried.
"you gonna' explain yourself now?" you stopped his trance, this causing him to gain your full attention once again.
"Nah, y/n. Are you? What's this you got on?" he proceeded, lightly tugging onto the shirt whose property was definitely not your own in acceptance, sweet curious smile suited onto his face.
"my clothes' in the washer..thought you wouldn't mind, you don't wear it anyway, Eddie.. what's the problem, you—"
"So.. you gonna' knock up one of mine?"
"you know what.. it's fine, I'll just take it off." you confronted, quickly storming your way down the halls to Eddie's room; believing that the man did in fact mind you having his clothing on, even if it were to be temporary. He followed you through, deep chuckles followed through as he jogged his platted boots right after your speed-walking bare feet. You latched the wooden door wide open just for the man to reach in above you and harshly pull the doorknob close right infront of you, to which you were taken aback from and stood silently still as your back faced him.
"eddie." you angirly lashed out, keeping your voice soft for the ear to hear.
"Y/n." He mocked through, lowering his stance just right before your ear to coo into it lowly. His body embargoed your own, you'd think you'd feel pure suffocation from lack of space but all you were able to feel was a gentle warmth as the thought of him backing away just a tid felt unbearable from the bliss of his flesh not being glued onto your own.
He noticed you tried to opening the door again and pulled it close even harder, disconnecting you away from it and firmly holding you still as you attempted to latch onto handle again as he continuously told you to stay still.
"I told you to stay still." He finally broke one last time, his voice turning former than intended.
You stood silent, his dominance taking you into surprise.
"Hey, shh.. I was jus' kidding you, pretty." he broke, gently pladding his hands along your shoulders, massaging so softly yet so eagerly. He carefully rubbed up and front to your collarbone and back again to your arms and back, you fell back onto him; the peaceful sensation calming your anger down almost immediately, you humming lightly to the feeling. The numbs of his fingers kept rubbing along, this time running up and along your jawline and lowering onto your neck, the metal jewlery he wore slightly chiming together everytime his fingers've gotten just a bit too close together.
"That's it, that's it." he purred in a realization tone as he slowed down his massages. "You're tired, isn't it?, you're in need of some resting, yeah?" Eddie guessed, to which you returned a quiet 'mhm' to, turning your head back to face him, giving the man a kind smile as he proceeded his work.
"You know what, y/n?"
"yeah?"
Eddie sarcastically sighed, "You still got my shirt on." He spoofed, acoustically sticking his tongue out in habit as he did some final rubs onto your neck.
"if you want it so bad why don't you take it off of me then." You joshed, giving Eddie a sympathetic wink noticing how his eyebrows raised and eyes widened to the comment, pausing his praise.
The look on his face said everything you needed to know, it seemed he were to be expecting for you to say anything but that to his continuous teasing. Playfully flicking the back of your ear and scolding you he took his time to think about what to respond to your say, "Now it's not the time for jokes like that, sweetheart. You're making things more difficult than they have to be."
"oh, yeah? how so?"
Eddie took a deep breath in and tightly shut his eyes together as a reset, "Behave, y/n." He breathily gawked, unable to manfully admit that your little games were getting to him, too much for him to handle. "It's hard enough even looking at you." he continued, his eyebrows furrowed in honesty, loving irises lowering to meet down with your own.
You chuckled to his nonsense and respected his requeste, palpitating your pupils towards his bedroom door yet again only for him to quickly catch on and shake his head weakly to your silencey of a messy foolery.
"Y/n, no." he silenced, as if he were to be speaking to a toddler scolding it to not throw it's toys again., as he carefully accommodated your hands behind your back as he quickly reached in far to you.
"I haven't done a thing" you fooled, gracefully looking up to the man through your babydoll lashes as he held onto you tightly.
"I'll give you something to do now, don't worry." He mumbled, no gaps being witheld when it come to the both of your tired little souls, Eddie nearing his self closer to yours as he only took the half-step left for your fleshes to intersect.
He kissed you softly to begin it off, allowing his lips to kindly swipe across yours before fully giving in, bottom flesh quickly stationing inside your mouth as you sucked him in, kissing him back. You two kissed for a bit, no distractions to stop any of you from keeping this moment from ongoing to something craved by the both, hands shuffling between eachother's faces as you held Eddie's form by either side of his jaw to bring him in even closer to you.
"eddie.." you attempt to pause, acknowledging that this is something you two shouldn't have even thought about doing, ever.
"we're not supposed to be doing thi—"
"—Shh.. it's okay.. s'okay" Eddie murmed in between the kiss, splitting lips for every word said. "This's nothin' but a kiss, won't hurt nobody, yeah?" He assured once more, slapping your butt in the act as he soon returned for another round of open-mouthed kisses, you giving in.
Eddie held onto you tightly, the looseness of his shirt on you giving him the ability to grip you in tighter as you wrapped your jagged arms around his paleness of a neck. Nothing but touchy hands and swollen lips as the man now slowly reached into your bright-colored panties, leisurely traveling his one hand through your mid thighs and swiftily going up to your inner thighs and carefully inserting into the pocket of your warmness, you utterly sighing to his act as something you've been waiting for oh so long has finally started its case.
"Ever since I walked through that door and took a single glance at you.. I knew I'd rip my skin off tryin' to contain myself this time." Eddie pleased, animalistically pushing you further into the closed door behind you. His hand only explored further, devilishly teasing you away as he never fully entered you, just played away with your sensitive bud and sweeping kind slits up and down from the hood of your clit to the near end of your enterance.
Audible moans escaped your mouth as you stared into those brown eyes, mouths so openly close together you two just breathed in eachother's breaths as Eddie inserted a single finger inside you, him using his unoccupied hand to hold you steady by your waist area, your knees growing weak beneath you as you contained all of your strength to not collapse onto him. Electrifying waves of pleasure manipulated your spine as he only whispered profanities into your ear, inserting yet another finger and harshly gripping you by the band shirt that initiated this whole incident. He fingered you carelessly as you quivered below him, feeling your juices dampen his fingers as he repeated an 'in n out' motion, his fingers curving upwards to reach into your g-spot, forcing his fingers up there till only god knows how far he wanted to go.
"eddie! mmm— please baby!"
"Mhm? Lemme' me hear you.. lemme' hear you cum for me, pretty baby." he teased, biting your ear in the process whilst you tried reaching down to grab him too.
He only clenched his jaw to your act, grabbing your hand and hardly pinning it to your breast, "How greedy.. pleasing you isn't enough? Wanna' grab my cock too, huh? So needy for me aren't ya? Gonna have to do better than that." he continued his as he allowed his act to escalate to an unimaginable speed, licking biting and kissing your face as the faces you made only made him want to cum his pants before you even had the chance to.
"i'm gonna come..eddie im gonna come!." you cried as you felt your body grow tense to the touch, bawled fists as your pussy swellingly ached for his fingers, swallowing them whole.
"if you cum now, I swear to you I'm gonna stop." Eddie threatened, as he now used his free hand to choke you tightly, you trying to find the way to not cum all over him and keep this unlawful act going.
Trying not to cum while the man vigorously decorated your neck with his metal-filled hands and watching as how he tried getting himself off from humping the back of the palm fingering you, was literally impossible in your eyes. You were closer than you could've ever imagined in this little time, he only made it harder by keeping his please steady, you were almost running away from him to stop yourself from reaching your climax.
"You holding back, pretty thing?"
"i can't! i swear I can't!" you let out your last final screams whilst you fully came on yourself, warm juices filling up your panties as you watched how devilishly Eddie grinned to himself, grinned to the result of his actions, enjoying the fact that he made you cum that easily and with little no effort at all, enjoying that the fact you not being able to touch him from how much in please you were made you feel helpless beneath him.
Eddie only removed his fingers dangerously slow, careful to not hurt your sensitivity but devilish to allow you to feel the emptiness of his fingers no longer being inside you. Bringing his fingers up he proceeded to provokingly suck them clean, taking his time to taste one finger at a time as he reached back near you and lovingly gave you a forhead kiss and swiped away any fly-aways glued onto your face.
"I think your clothes are done. Go get changed."
"but eddi—"
"Get changed. You know where to find me."
@friendly-neighborhood-ghoul took me like 10 years im so- LMFAO
nice and short for now bc im still shadowbanned so nobody will really see this LMFAO
He'd swear up and down he's allergic to a dish he simply doesn't favor, if he doesn't like it; know he'd make anyone believe he's allergic ("turns out im allergic to —, I dunno know why.. kinda just figured over time, gives me a pretty bad rash, man.") he wouldn't have bad intentions though, just cant bring himself to say no when offered food, rare thing though
Munches on his nails when he's nervous or anxious ; if he has any lol, him being a guitarist he's accustomed to keeping his nails nicely clipped or simply just bitten to the bone and polished black at times if he finds the time for it (y: Eddie, biting your nails again? E: What? No, never. Gross.)
Hates when people touch his hair. It can be a simple grip, rake or even a tap he'd despise it and it'd be known. He'd have it a certain way, clean-looking or not, he knows how he wants it and how he needs for it to look. He'd have this certain look on his face where it's known he's trying his best to tame himself down if touched.
Can't take compliments for shit. He can try and accept a compliment but it'd be literally impossible for him to unintentionally make shit awkward, not really his fault though; poor baby's not used to those. (" y: I really like your hair, suits you nice. E: Oh yeah it's pretty matted, oh yeah.. thanks?")
Owns the fucking coolest jewlery box, it'd be an old birthday gift his uncle'd gave him when he had started getting more into jewelry, him cherishing it like his most precious thing. He'd have it stationed ontop of his drawer surrounded by random items, from fresh condoms to cut out newspaper letters, literally anything. He'd always make sure it's nothing but tidy and that the rock band stickers he used to put when younger were still visible. Know it'd always be stacked to the brim with the amount of heavy metal jewlery he owns.
Pretty good at art. Man's has probably 5+ stick and poke tats all over his body, not the ugly fucked up ones though, (him obviously having some he's not fully proud of) but he'd create such master pieces in places where only he'd admire. He gained his skill from younger when he used to sketch out his feelings instead of speaking about them, those skills improving from the dnd characters he had sketched out in mind to tattooing himself and others
Absolutely LOVES movies, total movie guy. He'd love to come home from school/work to rinse and heavily throw himself onto his bed and play a movie, not to be stereotypical but yup.. horror. And the movies? Bring up a movie date around him and he'd literally start jumping up and down in excitement, loves theaters and the theater food.
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w: SMUT (switch-dom eddie + switch-fem reader) breast sucking, fingering, finger sucking, finger choking, lots of mentions of drugs and alcohol, oral sex (female recieving), orgasm denial, lots of dry humping, high sexual interactions, language usage, descriptive rolling tutorial, its a smut.
Hawkins' summer break parties were rated to be the best of the best, the incredible mixture buckets of alcohol, natural juice w/ jelly candy, party games, and the captivating early 80s music topped it this year. Even if the stupid school-like segregations managed to isolate the students into different groups when it came to school, they all usually made time to unite into one when it came to parties. All those stupid unspoken rules were absolutely gone as soon as they each stepped foot into the "party house" as they like to call it; Geeks messing with cheerleaders, stoners messing with the athletes, hell even the loud kids getting along with the shy kids. All kinds of rare combinations were seen having fun and simply taking the time to acknowledge the party apart from the bullshit.
Although the sun has expired for the rest of the day, that euphoric party feeling hasn't hit the spot for you just yet, could've been that the party kids had toned down the alcohol on the buckets today, or it could've been that your "weed man"; Eddie, was nowhere to be found at this hour.
Eddie was known to have the best shit in town, best quantity for the best quality and always on time. It was more than obvious that today wasn't one of those days, as it has been nearly four hours into the party and he wasn't seen roaming around with his stashed up black lunch box, secretly commenting with his customers and shaking hands with his best buddies.
"Still no Eddie?.." yet another stranger breathed out, on the lookout for Eddie; for the same reason as you were; a little added flavor towards the fun. You shaked your head subtly in response, gliding your eyes across the countertop opposite you in hopes of keeping the sweaty jerk away. He seemed to definitely always request for the strongest of strongest drugs Eddie was stashed with, the heavily teary sweat stains on his tight t-shirt gave it away, he was shaking, paler than a body dumped in the river in the middle of autumn, dude was for sure hooked to the shit. He might've needed Eddie now, but not as much as you did.
Munson was someone to look foward to, not due to the drugs but that charismatic personality he continuously struggled to keep composered when any good looking lady tried to shyly flirt with him around school. He was pretty well known around Hawkins, whether that'd be for his attracting deals, being a freak or for simply being that senior who never accomplished graduating. Though you hadn't conversed much with him apart from small offer deals before you buy from him and subtly cocky jokes here and there between the two, but the way he said your name in nearly every sentence has done nothing but hook you even closer to him than what you already were.
The party only got fuller, at this hour everyone was either drunk, coked up in whatever substances they brought upon themselves or fully-cloth-bathing in that huge pool that promtly sat in the trashed up backyard. The idleness drowned everyone into the many mini mosh pits they've created, yet there you were proceeding your solo search party for the man, his precense feeling nearer and nearer as you begin to hear a distinct guitar solo in one of the laundry rooms leading downstairs to the homeowner's basement.
You managed to instantaneously force open that fucked up wooden door and slowly make your way down those creaky carpeted stairs only to enter into pure tranquility, dimmness and muffled background 80s music, though, no guitar solo. Eddie had either stopped playing when he'd heard someone nearing their way into his temporary hiding spot or your mind was hallucinating sounds within each and every second your eargerness for the man increased.
Only you knew how stupid you would've felt if you'd left without at least attempting to search for him inside that laundry room, so you did exactly that.
"Eddie! Come on man I know you're in here! No need to hide, I just came for some stuff and imma' leave you alone I promise!" you chanted, digging through all those piles of dirty and clean clothing that messily grounded that shoe-boxed basement. You searched through the clothes, that little bathroom with no light switch and even behind the mustard-yellow chewed up couch that sat nicely to the corner of the room, but there were those old dryers washing machines left untouched.
"Eddie you little piece of shit, I know where you are." you proceeded to spazz under your breath whilst you aggressively began to open up those machines one by one. Two of them had literal piles of trash, another left surprisingly seamlessly empty, another had Eddie's guitar in it and finally the last, (to which you had to literally fight to get open due to Munson holding the lid closed with all the power within him) was Eddie, bawled up like a fetus inside the largest dryer in the room, evidently trying his best to not get spotted.
"Yup. I see you." you admitted, just to see him loudly sigh attempting to go unstuck from that minimalist spot he had been burying himself into, nothing but noticeably sweat glances on his face making his bangs automatically glue themselves onto his forhead and of course that smile that has habitted its way onto his face when he had found out it was you.
"...I'm a piece of shit!?" He gasped, applying his hand onto his chest to more so promptly show off his shock, him softly pushing your shoulder a bit to distress that awful combination of words you called him out of lack of patience. You just chuckled to his act of himself, shaking your head guiltily while he quickly opened up the lid to where his guitar was set to make sure it was still safe and sound.
"Wait, why were you hiding?" you quickly thought to question, getting distracted by the whole reason to why you were dealing with the lack of patience in the first place.
Eddie just looked at you and jumped up ontop of the washing machine closest to that tiny window gifting that beautiful view of the moonlight. "uhh well.. see y/n, it turns out im kinda running out on drugs soo.. yeah that wouldn't work out with a bunch of drug addicted teens and an empty supplier." he replied, adding a zombie-like tone to the "drug addicted teens" line.
You fully understood him, shaking your head honestly you mumbled a "true, that's true". Unlike his other buyers you actually had compassion for other people, especially Eddie, who wouldn't hurt a fly unless he genuinely had to. There was nothing that could've single-handedly make this man a bad person.
"I only have about an eighth of weed, was gonna smoke it up when I'd head back to my precious mansion, but you can have it y/n. You're one of the few cool people I know, and well.. you found me, that's your reward." he looked over at you, his comfortable stance onto that washing machine transcending into a quick jog over to that little lunch box to where he kept his stash in, filing up a sleeve you saw him remove a metal bracelet which kept a nicely decorated plectrum (guitar pick) into, him using it to pop open the box.
"No, no, no! It's fine, it's fine, I promise. Besides I hardly even know how to roll on my own and all my friends are too fucked up to help." you kindly declined, thinking it would be selfish to consume the rest of the stash he barely had and acknowledging the fact that you wouldn't be able to smoke it either way since whoever sees you with it would know about Eddie, plus you knowing your friends wouldn't even be able to hold a sheet of paper thinking back to how when you last saw them they were dancing crazily ontop of a car that was wrongfully parked ontop of the house's driveway.
Eddie still, continued to pick at the bag of weed, ripping it open and reaching into his jacket's inner pocket for a pack of rolling paper "I can teach ya if you want." he smiled, signaling you to follow him onto that couch he was planning on sitting on, him picking up a box of empty heavy booze and placing it between the two of you to use as his show and tell table. He quickly took off his denim jacket and slid it over the arm of the couch for comfortablity, you observing his every move shamelessly.
"you sure?" you confirm, having no problem with him teaching you, loving the idea actually.
"duh yeah, of course. We can smoke these together too, you smoke, i smoke. It's a win win, customer."
Eddie began opening up the thin rectangular papers and flattening them out individually ontop of the platform. Utilizing three metal-ring-decorated fingers he picked up a decent portion of cannabis and placed the amount just right in the center of one of the papers infront of him.
"It's really easy, I promise." he breathed, passing you about the same amount of cannabis he had in hand and signaling for you to mimick his steps. He picked up the weighted paper folding both sides in just a bit before lifting it between his lips and gliding his lips just to just about the ends of the paper, his eyes scanning yours to see if you're studying accurately, the paper still attached to his tongue. You only admired the view infront of you, still struggling to gather up all the marijuana into the center of the paper as many studs kept falling away everytime you tried picking it up in between your now sweaty hands.
"you're doing just fine.. just focus, okay?" he assured to help you stay in tact, him proceeding to conclude his now fully furnished blunt.
You managed to try to lift the now weighted paper again before the bud had once again become a fly away mess ontop of you. "Shit, shit, shit." you mumbled under your breath as you tried your best to not let the cannabis mess go to waste.
"hey.. don't stress it let me help you." His voice had become nothing but a soothing breeze, he was so gentle and patient with you that there was nothing in the world that could've stopped the way you continued to feel about him. He had removed the booze box that seperated the two and slid his way closer to you delicately to help you gather all of the fly away mess that sat on your top and thighs.
"I'm gonna pick these up, okay?" Eddie asked for confirmation as he got on one knee to help you gather the mess, your hands occupied with the paper and some marijuana studs you managed to trap. The man had bagan scooping bud from your upper knees and stopped right before reaching your upper thighs, refusing to make you feel uncomfortable in any way possible he looked up at you for consent, to which you happily gave him with a quick nod. He only glanced at you for a moment and backed away just a bit accommodating his hands behind his back for support on that hardwood tiled floor asking you—
"..can you say it?"
"Say what?"
"can you give me consent with words..? look man, I wouldn't wanna.. you know, it's- I don't ever wanna make you uncomfortable, yeah? truly."
You melted at his words, nearly tearing up to just half imagine how terribly people treat him when he's the biggest sweetheart of all.
"Yes, I, Y/N Y/L/N grant you with my consent, Mr. Eddie Munson" you give in to his request, to which he adorably smiled to, him proceeding to scooping through your bare thighs this time, the cold metal on his fingers making you slightly yelp to the touch. He then continued collecting the substance that sat on your top this time, careful enough to not come into contact with your breasts he pulled on the shirt just a bit to sweep the rest of the littlest particles with his fingers. He was so painfully close to you that you tried all you had to restrain yourself from making a move on him, the way he was so careful with you, the way the jewlery around his fingers, wrists and neck chimed everytime he moved just a bit too quick, the strong smell of that masculine cologne he always wore to cover the heavily tabaccoed cigarettes he would smoke on his free time, and the weed you two were about to demolish was all too much to handle at this hour.
"yup, there we go..now try again, you got it." he insisted, tapping your leg to add onto his insistancy, him refusing to see you give up your roll that easily.
"Dude no I give up, you do it please! you turned, playfully pushing him to which he playfully reacted with a whisper-"ow"
He held up his perfectly rolled up blunt and cocked "well, I guess that means we won't be lighting up this bad boy then."
"Eddie! Come on please." You begged some more nearing your way closer to him just to head bump his shoulder in angst.
"fine..only if you keep this between us though, -leans in- im not supposed to be giving out free weed, ya know." he shushed with a sympathetic wink, lighting up the blunt he held with a taped up lighter he pulled out of his back pocket.
He hit the toy twice heavily, inhaling and exhaling the smoke deeply, respectful enough to blow the smoke opposite side you, then later passing the blunt to you for your round of hits.
You quickly grabbed onto the blunt and hit it twice also before reaching out to pass it back to Eddie just to find him quickly finishing rolling the one you struggled with, burning up the ends and putting it in between his lips swirling his tongue around it to secure it at last. Your eyes grew dark in arousion as you pierced your gaze onto him, the sight of him doing the act yet again and the highness that was quickly arising from that blunt he let you have all to yourself was making you go nuts.
"everything okay?" he furrowed, nothing but concern in his voice referring to the uncontrollable stare you hadn't realized you had on him for what you thought was a split second, the number being in the double digits.
"yeah, I'm fine." you assured with a kind smile, wanting to literally die at that instant.
"if it's too much to handle, just say the word, no pressure."
The sentence sending you over the edge you kept composure, bringing up about the blunt you had in hand and finished it off all to yourself whilst Eddie did the same with his on his end.
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You two had made your own party in that basement, just laughed and smoked together for about half an hour now whilst telling eachother the craziest most ridiculous stories about one another, Eddie now going for the fifth roll.
"Oh god! Remember when we first met!? You were so scared to ask to buy. I remember it like it was yesterday - arising a higher pitch in his tone mimicking your voice- 'c-can I have a.. bag of weed, p-please?' Like my god! who the fuck does that!? I mean at least you said please?" He laughed at how scared you were of him when you guys had first met that day in highschool when you were recently introduced to all the "bad stuff" by your friends about a year or two ago. He was just getting started with his selling, him being a bit of a pussy himself when it came to selling to people there was no face in comparison to his when anyone mentioned the word "weed" a little too loud around him.
"yeahh sure! Like you wasn't the worst hiding plug in the planet, so discrete absolutely." you snapped back at him observing how low and pink his eyes have gotten, him resting his arms behind his head in that new laid position he was in, many raspy chuckles he let out next to you on that couch, nothing but a wide smile on his face as he looked back at you from the absolute nerve you had to mention how terrible he was at hiding his "undercover business".
"At least I know how to roll." He snapped again, this time elevating his weight up as he faced you closer now in a darey manner, awaiting for your continuing snap at him.
He faced you closely, nothing but cockiness and highness glued onto his appearance, the weed intensifying the situation you found it upon yourself to search for a quick thought in that blank high-fully mind of yours so you quickly try to spit the first thing that came to mind.
"At least im not scared of puss- wait shit...you were still a terrible.. dealer.."
"what was that..?"
"What was what?"
"what did you say at the beginning?" he interviewed, him knowing too well the words that had slipped out of your mouth but too high to consider daydreaming from real life.
"I probably just stumbled between words, im kinda fucked up right now, you know." you kept it safe and went along lying straight to his face to prevent scaring him away if your sentence was anywhere near true.
"ohh,I see.." he presumed, you too out of it to tell if it was just another classic Eddie sarcasm or if he actually believed your bullshit.
He glanced at you flirtatiously, an awfully evil smirk suited onto his face before he began heading his way over to check on his guitar for the third time in the last thirty minutes, only to murmur a haughty; "I bet you won't come and see for yourself.." on his way to his checkup.
He knowing you were going to go after him he staioned himself ontop of that same washing machine he sat on before you guys' sesh, him cockingly looking around the room awaiting your precense, you not for once giving it a second thought before making your way towards the man.
Once you found yourself infront of Munson you pulled him in by one of his metal labled necklaces and contracted his lips against your own, the kiss beginning soft and smoothly to eachother's touch. He was quick to pick you up and station you right next to his spot, the machine too short-widthed to hold the both of you, the kiss growing unbreakable.
Eddie began parting his lips wider now, allowing his tongue to figure it's way into your mouth as you followed up on his every move. You were growing sloppy onto his, sucking and nibbling onto his bottom lip thirstly from your lack of soberness. He then hopped off of his station and headed his way back onto the stained couch; dragging you along with him and landing onto the couch, him arriving ontop of you right after. He then proceeded to leaving sweet open-mouthed kisses along your neck and jawline all the way down to your collarbone and back up to repeat his act, his plump lips ghostly gliding across your own at times.
"tell me what you want, y/n." the man whispered onto your ear canal, the warmness of his breath making you yelp quietly as the vibrations of his voice circled through your entire body.
You only nudged your head onto the collar of his neck whimpering in response, causing him to put a stop to his act on you and attach his left hand onto your throat, the skull ring marking you his as his right played with the strands of hair that sat beautifully onto your face, his weight ontop of you making it even harder to get through a breath.
"i wanna hear you say all those dirty little things I know you want me to do to you, my love." he specified, gracefully letting go of that grip he had onto you and gliding his pleasing fingers into your mouth, his pointer first, then his middle finger and so on, until you had sucked in his thumb at last, the ring decorating it drowning in pure saliva as he deepthroated you slowly with his thumb alone, his request yet wanting to be caught.
"I want– you Eddie..all of– you." you managed to squirm out whilst the man's fingers kept entering and exiting your mouth at a slow paced manner. Munson clicked his tongue a couple times followed by an aggressive long lick alongside your neck up to your lips in response. This time he kissed you even more roughly than before, fidgeting his tongue along with yours and biting harshly onto your lips that you could've swearn on everything would be marked up after he was done with you, him growing so unexplainably harsh on you that your teeth came into contact at times. You moaned desperately onto his mouth tugging onto that hellfire shirt that makes him the man that he is whilst he granted you full access to do so.
"Let me hear you, baby." He whispered in between the kiss as he began to buck his lower torso onto your own, you bucking up in sync with him, the thick bulge in his pants creeping its way up to your inner thighs as his bucking grew intense to the gratification of the view of your cleavage, to which was bouncing to his pace animalistically .
"Eddie, please..." you pleaded for the man to put an end to the teasing, you attempting to reach down onto his pants just for him to stop you once again.
"you think I haven't noticed? ..hm?" he cooed, you attempting to regain that dominance you started him off with. He was loving the look on your face to him not granting you with what you wanted, the devilish grin he kept making it impossible for you to not want to sweep it off of his face to show him you can tease, and god, just as much as him.
You managed to escape his grip and pushed the man onto the couch, he crashed weightedly him being already a sweaty mess under you as you accommodated yourself ontop of him; bringing up a leg and crossing it over to his left thigh whilst the other rested alongside his right. Applying your weight onto his shaft beneath you, you found it hard to stick to your plan keep yourself from rubbing yourself onto him. Eddie quickly caught on to your restraint and applicated both of his hands on either side of your waist, gliding his hands lower to your butt and grinding himself on you swiftly, you two reawakening that last hump session you were left a mess from. Munson was a groaning mess under you, he was laid back, mouth gapped open to suppress those lovely sounds escaping from it whilst his eyes remained kindly closed to the teasing sensation rubbing onto his erection.
"mmm..yeah, baby. don't stop, that feels..so..so fucking good." Eddie began to plead, his voice coming out nothing but needy towards you as he utilized his energy to proceed his bucking onto your cunt, his stiff cock needing more of that friction to get itself off from, you too drazy to let him get away with what he wanted so easily.
"Show me how much you want it." you grazed your lips against his whilst hovering over his needy self so cockily and tauntingly, him only whimpering to your favor.
You then proceeded to get off of his form and accommodate yourself in between his legs, you quickly firmly kneeling infront of the man, like he was your king or some sort of fairytale scenery. Nothing but sweet tension in the air as you attempt to unzip his bottoms before he reached down and pulled you up from your waist, a mixture of "no, nos" nagging out of his mouth.
"there's no way in hell I'll let you do that before I even get to please you first properly, my love." he paused, lovingly studying your every feature.
"Come on, I really don't mind." you attempt.
"shh..let me.. I insist."
Eddie then took it upon himself to situate you into the position he was previously stationed in, the man beginning to lovingly place butterfly kisses along your breast area, taking his sweet time to get started with what he had intended. He was quick to pull your weight closer to his whilst he picked up his pace when he encountered your breasts once again. Placing each hand on each one of your clothed breasts Eddie began to fidget around the bottom of your top to discover what was beneath them. Not a thought was going through your guys' mind, just that estatic feeling running through your drugged veins whilst Munson soon enough reached behind your back and unhooked that cupped-bra you wore so quickly that the thought of the man knowing exactly what he was doing turned you on even more. He then carefully dragged the straps down your arms and off of your figure, cupping your now exposed breasts. One hand quickly finding a way to fidget around with one of your hardening nipples, suckling and licking strips on them whilst his other hand trailed down across your lower torso and down onto your clothed cunt, rubbing on it nothing but ever so lightly. You began to grind yourself onto his hand alerting a kind chuckle from the man, his pace remaining the same since he enjoyed watching you attempt to get off on your own against his pale hand.
"what is it that you want?" he chuckled, his breath blowing onto the crook of your neck giving a rise to the little natural hairs that rested on there. You stood silent knowing that god knows that this man was nothing but well aware of what was it that you wanted. He knew you wanted him more than anything at that instant, that you wanted him to put an end to his teasing and do what he so cockingly wanted to do. For him to rip those jean shorts off of you and please your pussy like it has never been pleased before, for him to lovingly glide his tongue up and down from your thighs to your heat in the way only he knew how to do so. That smug suited onto his face as he looked down on you was the only proof you needed.
"Oh, for fucks sake Munson, you know what I want." you blurted, tugging onto those rolled up sleeves of his.
"Perhaps I do– is this it..?" he replied, as he quickly unbuckled your shorts and slid them off of your figure, leaving you in nothing but your underwear.
Eddie slid his fingers inside you, his pace was nothing but delicate and atrociously teasing in you, he knew what he was doing and he knew he was doing fucking amazing by the way your eyes rolled to the back of your head to his act, and he was just getting started.
"Fuck, you're so beautiful–"
"–so beautiful with my fingers inside you." he added. The way he was so vocal made your core tighter around his fingers.
He continued, his fingers faster and deeper into your pussy now you noticed how the man admired the view he had infront of him, his gaze bouncing back from your face to your cunt repeatedly as he didn't want to miss not one facial expression or one drop of your juices coating his metal rings. He knew exactly what he was doing and exactly at the pace you wanted him, like you guys have done things like this before when in reality he was guided by the sounds you let out, whether that'd be a groan, moan, or scream he followed along till he got the hang of what was it that you liked best. He fingered you perfectly in a 'come here' motion, he was delicate and well attentive to your size as he entered one finger at a time till he reached three and noticed your high was nearer by the time.
Eddie gritted his teeth as he pulled his fingers out of you fully declining your orgasm, this causing nothing but a deep sexual frustration.
"Shit Eddie.. what the actual fuck, I was so close, baby. " you snarled, holding your head in between your hands in irritation.
"Shh...I wasn't done with you just yet, pretty."
He reached below the hem of his hellfire shirt and pulled it above his head, revealing nothing but a sweaty form infront of you as he reached into your wrist and pulled off one of the hair ties you had as an accessory and messily accomplished a low bun onto his hair. The man was an absolute divine being infront of you, his face cheeks were reddened from the heat of that basement providing an adorable blushy effect onto his face, and his chest was decorated with a layered metal chain-necklace and light brown slightly scattered hairs, and god that trail of hairs accompanied by a nicely visible v-line which reached down to his crotch, nothing but a dream and he didn't even know it.
Eddie finally went down on you, kneeling on the edge of the couch and pulling your thighs slightly above his thigh area till he got lower to your heat and began his magic. He spit onto your cunt first and then proceeded to start layering open-mouthed kisses all over your inner thighs, his act beginning delicate and nothing but sweet against you. You hissed at the application of his hands onto your hips now, the hardness of his touch became harsher as he raised your weight once again and pushed you against a nearby wall now, your weight being held by him and the back support from the wall whilst his mouth not for once detached from your cunt as he stood beneath you. You felt yourself crumbling above him, he was so fucking good at his work, licking where he was supposed to lick, sucking where he was supposed to suck, kissing where he was supposed to eat. He licked loving strips up and down your slit, literally sucking the juices out of you, you couldn't help but to begin tightening your legs around him, squashing his head between you.
"Come on princess, isn't this what you wanted? spread your legs for me baby, im not done." He murmured under his breath whilst he tilted his head up just to get one last glance at you before he made you cum. You couldn't help it, you were shaking above him, your high was closer than what you thought it was again, commencing your thrusting down on him again you see yourself fucking yourself onto his nose, him allowing you to do so fully.
"I'm c-close Eddie! I'm fucking cumming–" you managed to spit out whilst beneath you Munson kept himself satisfied with your vocals, him enjoying himself just as much as you, if not more.
"that's it.. that's it.. cum for me gorgeous." he sprouted, finished you off with a final tongue fuck, him licking you up dry as you came all over his face, low groans and whispered profanities escaping his mouth.
You screamed your high out, feeling yourself weak you begin to melt onto his weight, him catching you gracefully and adoring the product of his work.
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"..Fuck why haven't you had a bad sell timing way before, Ed?" you grunted out, feeling your high wear off by the minute you both sat on the floor.
"haven't ran outta drugs in a long time, sweetheart. woulda' done so years ago if I knew I'd get a free face mask." he winked.
your writing is so GOOD. literally just found you and omg i cannot wait to read more. never stop writing abt kai and warren PLEASE. thank you for blessing us queen
Im speechless... thank you guys so so so so so so much!!!! I know i've been really inactive, been trying to get my life together lately... kinda working though.
And no, I have not forgotten any of you! I'll try to be back soon, LOVE YOU ALL!
enjoys punishing more than anything, rough ones too. Such as edging for hours, fucking infront of people you perhaps wouldn't wanna fuck infront of, spanking you till his hands leave purple marks on your skin, fucking your face whilst you're handcuffed, list goes on. don't test him.
enjoys gagging you with his fingers also, the feeling of his middle finger disappearing inside your throat drives him crazy, even if your throat rejects it, he'll force it down there till' he's satisfied.
breeding kink, gun kink, knife kink, maybe a slight bit of bondaging
will literally lick every portion of your body, no matter how insecure of those body parts you might be, you're a god/goddess in his eyes.
loves it when his partner wipes his cum clean with their tongue, dude will literally (s)cream to that alone, the many sexual fantasies he has might scare lots away though
(Colin Zable)
Let's begin with the obvious, this man's a sub/switch. i don't care.
he likes to purposefully misbehave to be punished. Will do stupid little things such as discretely groping you whilst you're focused on important things, giving you his needy eyes at the mist inconvenient times, him knowing how much that turns you on, spilling small portions of drinks onto himself to simply wipe himself clean seductively during times where he perhaps shouldn't have, etc.
now, with the knowledge you both have of eachothers sexual desires, he has more than an advantage with the fact he knows exactly how to give you satisfaction in many different and creative ways they're probably hasn't been invented yet
really into sexual cuddling such as cock warming and spooning, loves how he doesn't need to utalize any of his energy but still feel that pleasure by having you so close to him
(Kyle Spencer)
Kyle being so comfortable in his sexuality, he'll will be one of the few men to do things that'll probably not seem right to others? things such as cum kissing, allowing you to fuck him with strap ons, and dressing in feminine clothing whilst doing the deed, him knowing how much you like it if you do
although no noobie to sex, know he'll always be up to trying out new things you probably haven't tried out yourself, you both being first timers to those specific things only bringing you guys closer
passionate slow sex is his go to, loves everything about treating you like a treasure, gently thrusting in and out of you whilst softly biting onto your shoulder to keep his own angelic noises low
likes positions where you're most comfortable, such as missionary and sex spooning
(Tate Langdon)
biting, licking, sucking, kissing. all. he does it all.
probably has an unknown wax kink, his aesthetic being so dark yet so comforty, including loads of books, lots of humidity, clouds and especially candles, all kinds of sizes, scents, colors. it'll come from an innocent likings for candles to him being tied down, blindfolded, and getting wax poured all over his bare body, him only being able to grit his teeth from the pleasurable pain, since he'd be too focused on not breaking your 'no sounds' rule
loves advicing you to put on his sweaty shirt after sex, it doesn't only turn him on, but he also finds it adorable, you'd always agree to it too
blood play
likes sticking his thumb into your mouth just for you to suckle on it for his own pleasure, when he puts his thumb up you'll immediately know what he's looking for, and with no complains you'll do so
(Austin Sommers)
now first thing's first. this dude's into the rough kinky shit.
anything to do with hardcore face and ass slapping, hardcore choking, bdsm
definitely a bratty sub but will be down to play the dom role, although wouldn't be as good as him fully submitting to you
loves when you force him to wear a cock ring for a certain amount of days as a punishment, allowing him to finally cum into his underwear, making him put it back on, and having him walk around in his dirty cummed up mess
inlove with cum play, all types.
literally has a collection of kinds of sex toys you can think of
(Peter Maximoff)
a total humper.
if he's not getting his satisfaction from you, know he'll hump his horny out of something, whether that'd be your leg, a pillow, edge of a bed, chair, shit even a stack of clothes
dont forget his inhumane abilities, he can do many things with that..
really into ear biting and ear licking
know for a fact he jerks off to the speed of light
know he's always in a hurry to finish up his missions as part of the x-men, because he knows he'll be rewarded as soon as he gets home
loves it when you leave him to wipe his own mess, its so fucking degrading, he definitely loves it.
(Jimmy Darling)
he's into all kinds of sex, whether that'd be vanilla sex, rough sex, role play sex, perhaps even slight bsdm if you're in for it.
him having issues with alcohol doesn't always work on his disadvantage though, he gets so fucking creative with sex, lasts longer and goes harder and sloppier
really into raw fucking, but doesn't want to bring a kid to suffer into today's society, so nobody really knows how he deals with that confusion
definitely has some sort of daddy kink and tries to be the dom in the relationship
literally loves entering into you soft just to feel you tighten around his cock the harder he gets
drunk make up sex is his favorite
(Kit Walker)
there's nothing doesn't know what to do when it comes to sex, loves and knows everything about it
likes to cover your mouth whilst he thrusts into you with full force, whether he likes your noises or not he'll entirely admire the vibrations your mouth will have onto his hand
total sweetheart though, not really the type to go full on rough sex the whole time, unless its make up sex
aftercare king, know he'll immediately prepare you a warm bubbly bath or cook your favorite meal
kissing is one of his biggest specialties, knows how to perfectly intertwine his lips with your own at whatever occasion that might be, delicately biting and suckling on your bottom lip just to feel himself grow impatient
(James March)
Let's begin with the fact that this man will get anything he wants at whatever time he wants, not only because he's a serial killer and that alone scares people away. James is one smooth dude, he'll have you accepting to his little games without you even realizing it
fully into role play sex, whether that'd be some cringy doctor and patient role play or something perhaps a little more extreme like the serial killer and victim.
really good with his tongue, know the oral sex is amazing and the sticking it wherever he finds it adequate to stick it into your body is a huge one for him
one of the few men to actually enjoy foreplay before sex, rather than just doing it for his partner or because he needs to, the man does it willingly
(Rory Monahan)
peg him.
want that reaction out of him? literally just flash him. Whenever, however, he can't nearly keep his composure steady when he sees the slightest of your bare body, like seriously he'll start drooling
also spit in his mouth. not everyone's into it, but know he is, fully.
(Warren Lipka)
for sure the kind to finger you, stick his hands in your mouth so you can have a pleasurable taste of yourself then soon after mimicking your actions
surely the type to make you giggle during sexual intercorse, he's just so fun and so raw with his personality that everything he does is just so...him
(Alex)
his appearance alone tricks those into thinking he's simply an inexperienced horny guy in search of one to satisfy those inner needs he carries around, but he knows more than what you'll ever imagine, not experience-wise but visualizing-wise
natural sex expert, from foreplay to fingering, to oral sex, intercorse, aftercare, etc, knows it all.
(Jeff Pfister)
he doesn't have a bowl cut for no reason.. yank his fucking head, he loves it
if he'd have to choose between coke and boobs he'd pass out
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HEY!!!! If your requests are open could you pretty please do an austin sommers pain play smut sort of thing if that makes sense??? I just want him to abuse me in the sexiest way possible and spit in my mouth RIP- thank you sosososososososososoososososo much!!!!!!
i was having too much fun trying to be wordy and detailed with this one lmfao, enjoy!
Selfish
w: face fucking, murder mention, harsh oral sex, austin trying to be a dom, etc, you know what to expect by now lmao
And there he was, Austin Sommers. On his way to search, kill and finally devour his next prey, only that this prey, was in fact your roomate, y/r/n. Although, the way you've gotten yourself into this position could've been considered bigheartedly stupid, you knew deep within yourself that your plan had it's purpose. You knew Austin as a man who was simply inexorably committed to his blood thirst, he's always been; always on time to satisfy his irreligious bloody desires, to fulfill every inch of thirst held within every bite, suck and lick he took out of his lunch. However, in this case he was furthurely committed than he ever has been, this due to the fact that his next victim was known to be for in fact someone close to you, and the idea of that made Austin's impulsion to feed increase to an undesirable matter.
With that, you patiently waited for that doorbell to ring, for you to confidently get up from your stance, walk towards that door and answer pretending to be your friend, giving Austin no option than to kill you himself or to find a very creative way to get rid of you with no trace whatsoever.
And you, knowing that you had the ability to save someone's life, you decided to go for it with your all.
Though you and Austin never really found time to formally introduce yourselves to eachother, you knew of his existence from giving him the allowance to pay you for his feeding once in a while, apart from hearing him sing in the muse, watching him express through his music, his moves and charisma, across from Belle, of course. It was easy to say that watching him was considered more than a memorable experience though, those deserted winks and glances he'd give you whilst smartly spotting you in the crowds the muse would form on those chilly sunday evenings was something to definitely look up to.
Nevertheless, your plan was simply to sacrifice yourself by letting in three blood suckers into your apartment whilst you distracted your roomate with some groceries at the supermarket, like stated prior, you couldn't help but to not give your plan another meaning apart from being the hero; to give yourself the opportunity to see Austin once more, you unknowing when he'll be hunted and killed for good due to all the harm he's done. All you could've remembered was how you both ended up on terrible terms ever since you found out he's killed a friendly old neighbor of yours, so with that you found it tolerable to come across his path once more, you having no idea if with the first gaze you'll feel pure love or pure hatred for him.
Hearing the unoriginal door bell now, you see yourself immediately getting up from your posture and heading towards the door, the heavy feeling in your chest returning to make your life difficult once again as you feel the evil energy crave from the under cracks of that auburn door you stood behind. Taking in a few deep breathes before allowing your guests in, you couldn't help but to be at the verge of a breakdown, shakily holding onto that golden-tinted doorknob you uncouragiously lent a few of your salty tears onto, the idea of literally giving your life away to someone who you used to love, admire and look up to was a situation you would've never hypothesized through at any point in your life. You only convinced your subconscious mind into the thought that it'll just be Austin paying you well for a few teaspoons of your blood like regularly, just that this time it'll be shared amongst two other individuals, Belle Noire and Harry Gardner, that they won't even think about doing any irreparable damages.
"..i don't know. Ring again, she said she'd be here." you heard Belle murmur, her having no idea you were just on the opposite side of that door, contemplating your plan fully.
You felt their patience running thin with every sigh and foot-stomp they'd synchronously preform as they waited for your welcomings, though they had every right to feel that desperation since you've taken the time to research their addresses previously, ascertaining the fact that they had driven over an hour for that specific lunch of there's for them not be around, you. Telling yourself to get your shit together, you've decided to shift your key around the dead bolt of the door, unlocking and widely opening the main entrance to come across the three flesh eating creatures standing before you, one of them observing you oddly, whilst another to the left seemed unfamiliar to your eye, that leaving the one to your right smiling at your precense, her gaze automatically catching onto your exposed neck inside that v-lined longsleeved shirt you wore.
"well, uh.. hello there!" Austin greeted, the sarcastic smile lines glued onto his face silently asking to be let in along with his companions, to which both evenly stood around a foot behind him, them looking like a supervillian trio squad of some kind.
Noticing how uncomfortable the scenario was; you standing on your doorway whilst the three semi strangers stood on your porch on that freezing 6 o'clock January, you apologized with a quick "sorry, come in.", moving to the side to finally allow them in, carefully analyzing their every move, Austin's being your main objective.
You noted how the foreign one (Harry) was the last one to walk through the door, making his way past you without a glance and stationing just a few inches away a nearby window, following through his perturbing body language, you quickly summarized the idea that he was in fact the weakest link. On the other hand, Belle elegantly made her way onto your thrifted couch, patting her flared bottoms just a bit after claiming your couch as her new seat, making nothing but unnoticeable judgey faces whilst observing your two bedroomed apartment. And Austin, standing in the middle of the living room you all shared space within, percieving his dark eyes onto that clothed body of yours, not for once removing that evil glance off of you, you awkwardly standing behind that closed door behind you, arms casually crossing and resting infront of your abdomen, whilst your legs slightly trembly underneath you, you finding your legs being a slight bit less controllable than your arms, and your eyes debating on whether to mimick that sight with Austin or not.
"If I may,--" broke off Belle, "..what is it you do for a living again, dear?" questioned Belle, her manipulating eyes carving eagerly into your own now, her smile cockly wide patiently awaiting for your honest response.
You memorizing your roomate's studies you replied with, "well, I don't do much, I study physical science, other than that i kinda just work for a living." you including in that confidential tone in attempt to reach up to her standards, at least conversation wise.
"Working for a living doesn't sound quiet appetizing." she murmured under her breath, snapping her fingers just once.
With that one finger snap you watched how both the black-haired man and Austin rushed over to you, as they hungirly looked down at your figure you witnessed how both each took ahold of your arms one each on either side of your form, their arms quick to interlock with your own, holding you still against your will, you fighting for your life to be set free.
"Get the fuck off of me!" you just repeatedly yelled out frantically, feeling the stranger's grip on you grow harder as his patience grew thin with each and every kick you threw out, whilst Austin tried his best to keep you steady, being a bit less rougher than his partner was, and Belle, luxuriously getting up from her stance and nearing her way towards you, the loud clicks of her low heels echoing down the vintagey hallway she took her careful steps away from.
"You see, y/n, identity theft is an actual thing, y'know?" whispered Austin into your right ear, nothing but pure honesty in his tone whilst you felt your heart drop to the cognition that you were now in an inescapable situation, that your 'plan' was now a total catastrophe, you being uncomfortably aware that your life was at stake more than it already was to begin with due to your heroic decision.
The air felt unforgettably inhospitable underneath your nose, the pale misty environment the creatures lent in your home made you stop crying for help, you believing it was your time to die at last with the observation that nobody could've been near enough to contribute, this allowing the two men holding you aback from escaping their heavy grips to finally let go of you, your arms feeling lightweighted and weak immediately after.
You only felt the chills traveling down your spine to the traumitizing stares they gave you, your gaze only glued onto that dark wooden floor of yours, desperately acknowledging all of those stupid ideas that resided into your mind, some being very distinct ways of how you'll die in your own apartment, others being fantasizations of impossible ways to conquer into their blood-filled brains with the law of manipulation, pursuading them to for once leave you and your roomate alone for good and to using Austin as your escape. The silence to which you resided within couldn't have been any more indispensable with the view of Belle's shiny heels interrupting your view, followed by the rest of her retired form as she approached you a little closer, the expensive perfume she wore gently tickling your nostrils as she took a deep breather onto your bare neck.
This was the moment where you only took into consideration each and every breath you took with the thought that any of those shaky breaths could've been your last. Belle only sniffed and sniffed, the fresh blood traveling through your veins calling her wealthy name; Belle Noir, Belle Noir, Belle Noir. All until an idea appeared into your mind;
"..let's make.. a deal." you murmured, immediately hearing a loud gasp escape Austin's mouth, him being the comedian in the trio he's accustomed to be.
"..what are we waiting for!?" barked the stranger, gripping onto your arm tight once again, the blood vessels on his forhead speaking for themselves.
"No Harry, let the young lady speak." replied Belle, causing Harry to let go of you, nothing but richness within every word she spoke. You taking advantage of the easygoing situation at the moment you begin to speak out your 'deal'; "it's obvious you're here for my roomate, i'll tell you where they are i-if you let me have a word with Austin privately, it's important, and well.. if I don't, I will gladly be your lunch for tonight." your heart felt as if it was ready to explode right out of your chest with this conference you were in the middle of, Belle realizing this and taking just one neat step backwards.
"I don't find it quiet fair." she admitted, clicking her tongue to finalize her sentence, "hmm.." she hummed in contemplation, "I'd like to have a taste before Austin keeps you to himself." she winked at the man in the drenched black coat who's eyes wouldn't detach themselves from your body, him chuckling to the pure truth he's heard.
"What do you say?" Belle questioned, her eyes goggling over at at Austin, expecting an answer about your specific contract. Austin quickly shrugged his shoulders, the chewing gum he kept smacking on adding in an extra sass he perhaps wasn't intending to display.
"Leave you to it." Belle finalized before grabbing Harry by his wrist and slightly pulling him away along with her to a far away room to give you two some requested privacy.
"I swear dude im fucking starving, hurry the fu-" Harry suddenly protested from the stairway he was getting practically dragged up to, Belle quickly lecturing him with a soft; "shush it, let's go."
Before you've gained the courage to finally speak to the man standing only a few feet away from you, you couldn't help but to recognize that shiver you witheld during those full seven minutes you kept your composure steady along the negative energy there was left in the room. Though Austin himself was involved with that acromony, it was impossible for you to deny that having him, and only him on your side brought you nothing but peace and comfort. Austin was silent, he only observed you, you would've guessed he was expecting for you to speak to him first (which's reasonable with the fact you asked to speak to him beforehand) but you only stood silent, thinking of what to say,
"..okay, so I-I.." you attempt to speak to him, those words you've desperately been wanting to tell him finding no escape out of your throat as you only hugged your arms tighter in frustration, Austin continuing his undergoing silence towards you, almost as if he knew what you've been wanting to tell him.
The indirect clearing of his throat was that last pressure push you needed to finally speak up. Giving your arms an opportunity to breath, you took a step closer to the individual, observing how a cocky smirk began to reappear onto those lips of his as he awaited for you to finally step out of your comfort box into his.
He only reached out and pulled you close, his left hand firmly gripping onto the nape of your neck whilst his other playfully rubbed gentle circles around your lower back, the tickling sensation insitiating the palpitation of your heart once more. Austin continued to lean in, kissing warm kisses along the exposition of your torso, to swiftly licking pleasant short-lengthened strips onto your neck, him enjoying the smell of mortal blood running through your veins as he suckled serenely.
"This is what you wanted, didn't you..?" he murmured onto the crook of your neck, his lips slowly gliding their way to your jawline and then pausing just right beneath your mouth, that alone leaving you a shaky breathing mess.
"Austin pl-please, do something.." you found yourself smirking to that bold but yet so desperate request of yours, hearing the man's who's grip you were under tongue's click in dissapproval, you finding your composure harder to fight against Austin's decision to make things so difficult.
"you'll have to show me how bad you want it, y/n." he spoke once again, nothing but that ongoing cockiness in his tone within every word he expressed. You knowing exactly what his plans were with you, you backed away from his grip, making your way towards a junk-filled pantry nearby. After a couple minutes of careful inspection, you found what you were looking for; a rope. Though you hadn't prepared for what you knew was coming next, you immediately returned your way to Austin, handing him the rope and soon after raising both of your wrists up to his presence.
Though you hadn't really figured if he was in fact down to help you or was just deciding to use you for his pleasure, you knew you wanted him to torture you, and so you silently ordered him to do so.
"Tell me what you want." the man spoke as he gripped onto that straw material tightly, tilting his head just a bit to assure you he's listening carefully.
"I want you to use me as yours, Austin. I've always wanted that." you returned, nothing but sincerity in your tone as you analyzed his body language.
That smirk of his returned quickly as you finalized your sentence, his eyes soon turning a darker shade of brown whilst his fingers focused on unsnarling the clump of material he held, nothing but impatientness in his soul. You only felt yourself go nuts to the view of his hands animalistically raging onto the work he was concentrated onto till' finally, he leaned foward just a bit and grasped both of your wrists with a single hand whilst his other delicately wrapped unbreathable loops around your joints, the pleasurable pain causing your lower lip to slip in between your teeth.
"ahh.. you're a little daredevil, aren't you.. " he mused, his eyes lost onto your lips.
"..what?" you returned, proudly knowing your subtle actions had an effect on him.
"You cant tease me like that and expect not to be punished, y/n." he sighed, his warm wine-scented breath fanning you in the face with the little distance he kept from you, him giving you nothing but the desire to beg for his touch. "Austin.." you called, "..shh.." he quietend as he neared his face closer now and aggressively attaching his lips onto your own, you quickly returning those open-mouthed kisses he gave you with soft groans to the harshness of the grip he leaned in to get onto your waist, him pulling you in closer to eliminate off any possible gap there was even left. You only managed to pull him in closer by wrapping your caged hands around his neck, your need of sexual touch only making his grip onto you grow harder and kisses turn sloppier. Austin now began to thrust himself up to your clothed cunt to which's actions you returned in favor; thrusting down onto his clothed bulge, you both now falling into a dry humping session.
Your legs grew weak with the minimal friction Austin gave, the hopelessness you found yourself in between that rope that cramply secured your hands was insufferable, within each groan, whimper and pant you let out you only felt your knees giving up on you whilst Austin only clothed-fucked you, substaining the rest of your weight by holding you close to his now sweat-dampening clothes, his right gripping onto your breasts. The inability of doing the bare minimum turning you on the more you try to touch the man who held you from behind, his hard-on repeatedly connecting and reconnecting with your ass, his mouth sloppily attacking your neck with everything he knew he had in him with the transparent liquids he spit and licked down from the center of your earlobe to the base of your neck, nothing but thirsty groans escaping his mouth.
There was nothing you would've wanted to do more than to let loose of the restraining you were viciously held up against, to have a chance to make Austin feel that pleasure you've been hoping to give him, but you knew; and well that any attempt of rivalry put up against the being, wasn't going to end in any rather preferred way. But the eagerness of being able to carress him the way he carressed you led you to the question you've been avoiding to entreat.
Austin only grabbed you by your locs, harshly sinking your head lower and lower until you finally fell on your knees, the distance between your head and the throbbing weapon in his pants so close you swore he were able to feel your hot breath panting on him. He just watched you, admiring the beauty of your cleaned up face before he'd ruin it completely,
"Open for me." the man instructed, his dark eyes glued onto your mouth once again, you immediately following through his demand. You kneeled comfortably, your mouth wide open for the creature that stood over you, your eyes not for once choosing another location to wander to, that, if they weren't staring at him. You only watched how Austin played with his mouth just a bit before spitting a load of his saliva into that entrance you had prepared for him, and him only. "Now swallow it, y/n." he continued, him slowly licking his lips to the vision he had infront of him, and you swallowing that clear flavorless liquid who's belonging wasn't your own. The effects of your obedience resulted to the hands that were once grasped onto your hair to begin unbuckling a fresh-leathered belt up to view. 
The unbuckling of his belt to the teasingly drop of his pants to soon leading to the exposition of his navy blue panties made your pussy quiver more than it already was, the darkening spot of precum just right in the center of them signiling you that he was in fact in need of you just as much as you were in need of him, that he actually craved to play that little game of obedience game with you, that no matter how risky things may be, he wasn't going to lose the opportunity to make you feel something again.
Throwing you onto that tiled platform now, you allowed for James to face slap you around couple of times to activate it that aggressive give-it-your-all side of you before he neared his crotch to your face, the fading in scent of a baby oil mixture with sweat approaching within each inch he shimmied. Nothing but a faint smirk suited on his mouth whilst yours slowly opened for that cock that was now suffocating inside those pretty undies Austin wore, the satin fabric showing off every outline of his bulge, it now meeting the tip of your nose.
With absolutely no words exchanged you raised your head just a bit to catch a grip onto the rim of his underpants, biting onto that material that prevented his cock from springing out of its cage with your bare teeth, your hands still being held imprisoned. He was dampened in precum and those sweat particles that slid down from the center of his chest to the bottom of his balls, admirable. He was decently large, firm and specially waiting for your mouth to do its work on him, his length sitting perfectly from the tip of your chin to the temple in between your brows. Licking a drenched strip from the base of his hard-on to the tip of his cock-head, you felt him pulsing onto your tongue, nothing but soft squirms escaping his mouth as he kneeled over your face, nearly sitting on it.
"you look so pretty.. under- underneath me like that." he mumbled out, his words being muffled by the kind strips you licked up and down his cock, not yet suckling him in fully as a return for the way he teased you priorly. His breaths only grew heavier as his cock only twitched intensingly with every lick and kiss you gifted to the spot right underneath the tip you hungrily teased, this increasing Austin's sweet sounds, his mouth parted halfway open and his head thrown back, this giving you access to take in a view of the veins that popped out of his neck. He was pathetically close, the way his balls ached to every attachment your mouth had on him showed you so. As your final reward for the man who's cum you were just about to be drowned in, you gave your tongue a rest as you now opened your mouth fully, the declining of pleasure onto the man causing his head to bounce back to meet with yours, him catching onto your plan immediately.
"ahh.. we're playing this game now, aren't we?" he chuckled, you replying with a lazy "mhm," your mouth still waiting for the mess it was just about to receive.
As Austin took your sign of readiness into consideration, you felt as his male genitalia entered your mouth with careful inspection, it entering so slow yet so sturdy into the swallowing tool that resided in the back of your mouth. He only carefully swept pass your uvula and down your tube to quickly pulling himself out with force, the emptiness in your mouth after that one enterance feeling like torture.
"come on.., fuck my face like a big boy." you insisted, your evil eyes pierced onto his whilst you blew him a kiss and returned to your fuck-face-ready stance, this catching Austin offguard with the clenching of his mouth, his hands firmly gripping onto either side of your head as he repostioned himself ontop of you now. "let's put that request to test." you heard him spit, as he harshly fucked your mouth, each stroke hitting harder than the previous one, his speed unspeakable. The tugging onto your hair soon growing tighter as he face fucked you repeatedly. 
That kitchen flooring sitting so cold yet so electrifying under you as the man who hovered over you pounded in and out of your throat with the no mercy you've always known he lacked of. His pounding growing sloppy with the amount of saliva he'd gathered into your mouth with the cock that abused your throat, his nearing being awfully noticeable.
"mmm... fuck you, you have no id- idea how good your mouth feels on me,.. y/n," he whispered profanities as his cock froze inside your mouth, the warm cum load soon following after his temporary stop, him deeply groaning his ecstasy out inside you. You only felt how his cock satisfyingly softened inside your mouth, his pounding surprisingly inisiating once again. He was going slower than before but that same force he utilized on you continued, your throat not being able to catch a break as he shot in his second load, the screaming from the top of his lungs causing you nothing but cocky chuckles as you allowed the man to fall back into reality.
He breathed heavy, panting his head away as he now got up from his stance, dressing up into those dark clothing he retrieved from before, him digging into his jacket pocket for a well styled pocket knife and nearing it to your wrists, him cutting off that rope that left untreatable bruises.
"i'll miss this." he mumbled as he helped you get up, he lifted his knife and slid it across your neck, the deep cut leaking out liters of blood as the faint eyesight you had left watched as the creature removed his dentures, the sharp animalistic teeth coming up to view as he suckled onto your wound, Harry's faint yelling nearing as he grabbed you away from Austin and suckled some of your blood for himself, the last thing your eyes had seen, Belle, smiling eagery as she closed in with a wine glass pouring out from your leakage.
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