Would you be willing to do a blurb with Eddie and plus size fem reader? I’m new to requesting things so idk how specific to get, but I just love when I can read fics with plus size readers and envision myself in them easier lol!
Of course 🥰 sorry it took a bit, works been insane. Here you go, I hope you enjoy it 💕
You were always an early riser, but especially on Sunday's, blame it on your mother dragging you to church your entire childhood or the fact that weekend cartoons just always made you feel a million times better even at 20.
This particular morning you'd woken up from spending the night at your boyfriend Eddies’ trailer. He liked to sleep late especially after a night of working on the new campaign so you decided to surprise him with a breakfast fit for a Dungeon Master. Moving around the kitchen, clad only in your soft pink panties and one of your bed shirts. You’d love to wear one of Eddies shirts but he hadn't expanded his clothing sizes just yet, even though he always begged you to wear one of his. He loved the way his shirts hugged your stomach, every curve, dip and how it showcased your chest for his eyes to linger on. But you weren’t there just yet. One day.
Wayne was probably just leaving shift from the power plant and then would be taking his time coming in getting a meal from the newly reopened Bennys’ Diner. This meant you had ample time to spend the morning in the quiet.
Humming to yourself softly, you didn't hear the bedroom door open nor did you notice the frizzy bedhead that belonged to your boyfriend round the corner. It wasn't until you felt his large hands slide along your waist and his arms wrapped around you did you turn and look. “G’morning princess…” morning beard scruff tickled your neck as kisses were placed along your throat.
“Mornin’ Eds, making you some breakfast.” Your fingers motioned to the food frying up, giggles leaving your lips as his mouth grazed the spot right at the base of your neck where you were ticklish, your head turned to nuzzle his mass of curls and waves.
“Can we eat later? I want some couch cuddles” his chocolate brown eyes were pleading, distracting you to the fact that his hands were travelling up your body, following every dip and curve, landing on your breast, cupping them. His hands warm through the t-shirt material. — “Alright, alright, just let me take it off the stove so we don’t burn down Waynes trailer.”
His arms pulling you towards the worn couch, and into his lap. Gentle kisses planted everywhere he could reach, which you reciprocated enthusiastically. His fingers on his left hand began trailing up your shirt and towards the spot where your thighs met. You were aching for him to touch you and you let out a soft growl when all he did was tease with the edge of your panties. He lived for teasing you.
You wouldn’t get much action this morning anyways, because just as he relented and slipped his finger under the edge, the door opened, and Wayne entered, steel thermos in hand and his work gear in the other. Eddie pulled his hand away so fast you were sure Wayne heard the elastic snap your skin.
“Hey kidd— now, who didn’t turn the stove off? You guys know better than that, and pkease clean up after yourselves, I ain't your damn maid.” His heavy boots trailed back to the makeshift bedroom he slept in.
“That was a close one…” Eddie muttered. “Now, lets finish making breakfast, suddenly I’m starving.” He gave you a cheeky grin knowing you were beyond frustrated now and went to finish heating his food. You’d get him back later after Wayne left, and he knew it. He loved watching you squirm but he loved what it caused you to do later even more…
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