“i know other ways to make you talk…” with my love lee!eddie please🙃
(D/N just means your DnD character name)
"I know other ways to make you talk..."
You watched with suppressed amusement as Eddie lifted his head, the expression on his face akin to a deer in the headlights. Eddie "The Stubborn" Munson, had been an absolute jerk the entire club meeting. He was infamous for being a ruthless DM during DnD, but he'd pushed your buttons one too many times that day.
"Do tell, what are these other ways, and why didn't you think to use them sooner?"
You smiled as you turned to meet the gaze of the youngest Hellfire Club member. "Your questions will be answered in due time, Lady Applejack. But, this other way in particular, is more-so one that can simply be demonstrated rather than explained."
With a small huff, you placed your hands flat on the table and stood, catching the look of bewilderment on Gareth's face over Eddie's reaction to your movements, which had you further fighting to keep a serious expression.
"Y/N... Y/N!? What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"I never imagined I'd have to be the one to remind you, but the name is D/N." As you approached Eddie's chair, you placed both hands on the arms of it and leaned closer, causing Eddie's body to grow stiff as he sunk back in his seat. "Now then. I believe you have information that is vital to my party's journey, so you. are. going. to. tell. me."
"I can't do that until you roll for-" Eddie had tried to speak with confidence but his voice came out in a near squeak before you interrupted him in a low, quiet, but oddly-threatening voice.
"You've been pissing me off on purpose this entire campaign, Munson. I'm not rolling. Now then-"
"We don't have all day, D/N." Jeff interjected.
You glanced back briefly, finally allowing the smirk to show itself. Eddie had let his guard down in that instance, only to let out a screech when your hands shot down to his hips. "WAIT WAHAIT WAHAHAHAIT! GOHOHOHOD DAHAHAMMIT! *hic* THAHAT IHIHIHISN'T FAHAHAHAIRRRR!"
"Nothing is fair when you're the DM. Now talk. Unless... you'd rather be tickled for eternity." The Hellfire Club leader audibly whimpered through his giggling when you held up your hands and teasingly wiggled your fingers.
With sheer amusement, the rest of the club members watched as you tickled Eddie until he gave up the info you sought, in character.
"Thank you kindly, Lady Applejack!"
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When I tell y'all lee!Eddie flusters me to the moon and back AHHSHDJFJFJ 🏃🏽♀️🏃🏽♀️🏃🏽♀️ /lh
This was very much inspired by this post (still one of my fav hc submissions /pos) Thank you so much for this prompt, anon!!! I adored writing this one 🥺💜 /gen /pla
