"Tangled In Steel" 2/2
| any!reader x friend!3fs (Max Burnett) x crush!efsgaming (Eddie)
in which:
— The gang and Reader are for ANOTHER time In California. One random night on their trip, as usual, everyone played games, and for that night everyone agreed on 'Do It Or Lose It' type game. Reader didn't have a very good dare. They lost and now they have to do what they are asked to.
| tags/TWs : any reader, fluff (half smut??), wlm/mlm, crush, loyalty, trip, games, dares, games with dares, self insert, handcuffs as toys, no use of y/n, nicknames, reader having a crush, reader having a crush on efs/eddie, adulthood, hangout, adults on a trip, swearing, snickering and joking, sarcasm, arguing, pent up emotions, returning feelings
≡ ! | a/n : «— Hi! Second part on this fanfiction, can't say that its full smut but i think if its partial then it counts in...???? idk, whatever. Anyways, Enjoy!»
The most of the day got on really good to say yourself! You and most of the group had a really fun time. Everyone went for some rolercoaster rides on one time, then came in a gaming centre and tried winning prizes (Jacob and Max did mostly).
By the end of the fun, everyone went eating and after that the gang went home. Yall were filled with dopamine from that day, carrying something with yourself that will be remembered.
The nightmare was long forgotten by lunch. Eddie, your so called bestie, And Max were the stars of your day, cracking up jokes with you and making you laugh out loud even on the most unfunny jokes they could ever say. Bless the whole group man, bless them.
The sun started setting, not in a cinematic way; the birds were getting quieter, streets turning on its lings even when it was still blindingly bright outside.
Gang came home fulfilled and in a good mood. Kicked off shoes at the front door and lazy laughs followed down the house's corridors.
You got to the kitchen to fix yourself a little snack as you weren't that filled by what you chose in that diner everyone went to.
Getting yourself a said snack, you sat down in the kitchen, looking out the window. The sun painted warm orange-ish colours, sea waters glistening beneath. A warm wind blew, rustling of tree leaves.
Max enters the kitchen, getting a drink from the fridge. He smiles at you and nods before he does so, pulling out one of his favorite drinks. Red of the can glinted under sunlight.
"Love this trip yet. You?" He start a small talk, turning to you whilst leaning on a kitchen counter.
"Me too actually, liked the whole fun that we did today! Happy that we got to meet the whole group again." You answered to him, biting into another piece of snack you had. "Its like a family reunion" Adding up, you chuckled as he did the same.
"I mean, you're not lying!" Max answered, grinning stupidly, his calves showing. Conversation between you two alone was going lively, with new themes to talk resurfacing after a long time of being forgotten (probably).
The sun was low. As your gaze studied the sky, it deepens to a true twilight blue, the color of a rape blueberries if those were dipped in ink. Higher still, the blue becomes electric, simmilar to ultraviolet purple that seems to hum with the energy of a coming night.
Mid conversation, you hear a room's door open and close, footsteps soon stalking down the hall to kitchen where two of you babbled.
Jacob enters, excited about something he would probably say now. He gets a water bottle from a plastic bag. Taking a swig, he clears his throat.
"You two want to join us playing? It's fun." He asked, looking between two of you.
"What yall playing?" You asked casually with slight interest. Well, atleast most of the games you truly like playing as they were either revived from the depths of childhoods or random ass stuff.
"Something like.. truth or dare, but without truth if that makes sense." Jacob explained, his hand gesturing from side to side.
"Oohhh, okay okay.." Max replied, his fingers dragging up and down his chin like he was storking an invisible beard. "I'm up, you?" Brunette asked now looking at you for any sign of joining or agreement.
You in answer nodded back, getting up from your spot as two boys headed back to the room everyone played at. Or atleast were going to
Everyone was in the middle of something. Doing something that they either wanted or did just for the game of it.
Plenty wore socks on his hands and pretended being a puppeter, Jacob was imitating a French accent for solid 30 minutes before stopping so and enjoying the madness and chaos of other's dares and obviously what they get as a punishment if they won't do them.
That's what happened to you. Plenty, after Jacob's turn of juggling –or atleast trying to— random stuff from the room. You, getting a wild dare, tried to ignore the encouragment for something you won't do.
"I'll pass, im not doing this shit." You stated, rubbing your left eye with a heel of your palm. The night was really getting into you as you sat in a circle in a lotus pose.
Ethan, like a wind up toy, looked at you with a grin and gleam in his eyes. "Oh, I KNEW you would say no!" Plenty sang out, getting up to walk to his suitcase. Everyone was confused, everyone throwing questions at him that weren't answered.
Clink‐Clink–Clink—
Sound of metal clinking were heard. The picture of the situation shifted drastically – to you. Ethan, now having two pairs of cheap handcuffs in his hands, trinketed back to the group with giggle like a little girl.
"Your payment will be to choose two people from this group to be handcuffed to! So that means three of you will be together before someone quits." Plenty said, challenge in his eyes gleaming.
Well. Shit!
"Plenty, why– no, where did you get handcuffs from in the first place??" Max questioned a reasonable concern. Eddie just cackled all the time since Ethan got those out of his suitcase. Jacob smiled uncontrollably at the situation, watching it all.
"I'll take Eddie first," You said, your friend immediately stopping his laughter. "You!– ain't no way you're pulling me in all this!" Eddie proclaimed, laughter before seeming not so for this situation now.
"Why you laughing then! Its not like something bad will happen, chill!" You joked back at his dramatic anger.
With that said by you, Ethan tossed you the first pair of handcuffs. Eddie, scoffing held out his wrist to you. You unclasped one of the hoops free and clicked the cheap metal around his wrist. The feeling of being handcuffed together with a person you.. nevermind, felt exciting, unnerving.
"I hate you." Eddie murmured in defeat, looking at now chained together hands of you two. He was joking of course – he hated the fact that he was the victim of a culprit.
Well, one other person was left for the "payment" to start atleast. No one was willing. After a silent of a time, Max cleared his throat. "Well uh.. I can do it if no one can." He said, shrugging.
Plenty threw the last pair to him. You, lifting your other free wrist, after fiddling to unlock the damn toy, metal slid around your wrist. Now, the three of you had to suffer because of you– dramatic, true, but thats how it was. You had to basicaly use "the power of friendship and teamwork" to do anything.
You three were doing wild stuff together. Maybe the punishment wasn't even that bad? Max jokes around as Eddie and you did. You three were doing absolutely horrendous dares, trying to control every movement. Well, sabotages happened alot but that's not for now.
And okay, for one moment, noone but three of you were in your small little world. You could even say that you loved being around Max more than Eddie but its was a joke of course! Both are funny, both are handsome, both are creative.
As much as you hated the fact that you lost a dare and now had to go anywhere one of you three wanted to, you could feel the accidental touches, stolen by your left hand. It was either bumping into each other, you grazing their knuckles or fingers, their breaths near you — god it drove you crazy. And both of their scents? One smelling like soda and faint colonge and other like wood and cotton? Yep, folded like you got hit in your stomach full of butterflies.
Mostly, Max, you and Eddie were in one spot while the game continued, getting up 2 or 3 times in whole hour one more. Was either get a drink, go to the toilet or grab something for a dare or payment to it.
Most of guys were getting tired and sleepy. After 2 and half hours of playing, everyone decided to end on a good note and go to sleep. Max, right after hearing that, uncliped his side of handcuffs from you and him, saying goodnights and whatever.
But rest of you two.. no, competitive wasn't even a word to descibe you two. When everyone started scramgling to sleep, you two were doing just.. something together. Calm and natural with a hint of drained enegry.
You and Eddie sat on a couch, scrolling mindlessly in your own phones. Still chained up. Not even realizing it, the position of yourhands were too close to each other, almost touching but not quite – close, if saying simply.
"Come on bro, unclip already," Eddie murmured, not looking at you still. "Playtime's over." He glanced at you and one if his wrists.
"Nuh uh." You shook your head in disagreement. "You do it, I'm not losing." A small reminder of payment 'before someone quits'. You? Quitting? Heck no!
"Hell you mean 'I'm not losing'." Friend looked at you with tiredness and confusion. "Then I'm not either." Tone in his voice rose a littlebit despite really wanting to be quiet.
"Eddie. Unclasp the damn handcuff." Your tone shifted in annoyance too, not raising as you took a breath out before speaking. "Nah, you can do it, ladies first." Eddie answered you, a small smirk on his face.
You straightened up, now sitting up on the sofa and studying that damned man. His hair was crazy in a good way, expression relaxed just like his body, eyes like coffee beans looked at his phone screen throught glasses.
Standing up, you forced the reaction out of the man. As you stood up, your chained wrists now hung in air. Eddie looked up at you with expectance and question.
"I'm gonna do stuff Eddie." You fakely warned, joking around.. or not, who knows you, especially around a tired man you're crushing on.
Eddie stood up infront of you, crossing his arms, forcing you fingers to graze on his zip-up sleeve. He looked at you, waiting for you to do something. "What you gonna do, m?" He challenged as if you would quit playing around.
Well that wasn't a part of a plan.....
You gritted your teeth in annoyance and how damn good he played that. His zip up hood was slightly messed up, column of his neck showing off and playing with lighting. Same for those damn black hair he had, his grown out facial hair, eyes, glasses. Oh his stance and his clothes.. and that damn attitude.
Scoffing, with a free hand of yours, you grabbed his shoulded, pulling up close; your chained wrists were pulled back, doing more of a boost forward. It's either in this life or never anyway. You couldn't bear with it more. And definitely not missing out this chance.
Surging to those lips you wanted to feel yours against. It was hunger, want and plead for acceptance.
Eddie froze, letting you do everything. This.. woah. He definetly didn't expect that — from you. Movement against his lips felt extremely unfamiliar but oh so damn good. Maybe he was just as interested as you were in him —no, you were definitely out of his league, it couldn’t be– you thought.
But he returned, trying to pick up the pace you went for. As you did, his hand crept up to your hip and up to the back of your waist. His chained up hand? It tried to fiddle to hnlock yours on your side. How polite of him. He let out a sigh through his nose – this man was definitely enjoying this.
The man started deepingit all out, pulling you closer to him as he tried to get enough of you. Anger? Yeah no, haven't heard of that before, the force of fierce correlated with that.
Clicking open the handcuff from your side, Eddie picked you up by your thighs and throwing your legs around his waist. He didn't stop, didn't even plan on it yet. He walked down the hallway past rooms as quietly as he could to your now —not so lone— room. He sat himself on the edge of a mattress of the bed with you together.
You, with now more movements accessible, shifted your positiong on his lap, the jean fabric whispering with other textures. You couldn't belive it all. Not you, straddling your best friend's waist and kissing him raw on the lips and him returning it all. No, you are flexing before the day you die.
Eddie beneath you, made silent breathy noises and not being loud. His brows were furrowed in deep satisfaction, breath raggedy. One of his trailed up and down your back and waist, the other one gripped the back of your shoulder, trying to get every sensation he could. "Fuck.." Was all he choked out while keeping it all down.
You wanted to get it all out of him. You tugged up at his zip-up. Eddie, getting your plead broke free for a moment to get his shirt off, In the dark of dimly lit bedroom you could see how his lips were now in a pinkish colour, face all flushed, body trembling — like yours. You could feel a wave of pride in you as much as affection and control you now had. From a bratty best-friend to a down bad adult.
Beneath the zip up, was a basic tee, free from obstacles of a damn zip-up. Likea mosquito, you trailed plush kisses down his jaw and neck, stopping somewhere between shoulder and column of his throat. Sucking and biting down on his skin. Oh the sweet noises that man made. His grip on you tightened drastically, his head turning away from you to get the work done in an accessible way.
Eddie bit his lip down, eyes closed in a bliss of sensations he didn't have for a long time. He always acted so cool but now he was genuinely yearning and pleading for more.
"Please.." He whined close to your year, accent a background to it all. His hands now trailed down, pulling on the fabric of your pants. You helped him get everything off you before returning attention to his clothing. Moments later, both of your clothes were acrew on one side of the bed that last night you slept alone, probably fantasizing about all this.. reality now.
Hands of both figures memorized patters of both bodies. You were bold, greedy even. He was studying, searching for the weaks. Like a starved hyena in a desert. And slowley but surely.. that happened. Gentle but passionate and full of pented up, bottled up feelings.
After two of you hooked up last night, Eddie didn't care about crawling back to his shared room. He slept close to you, all messed up but happy as you were too. Sleeping in a shared bed, under same cover, close.
In the morning, when everyone woke up, Jacob decided to check up on you as Eddie wasn't seen anywhere, and, well.. he understood everything. How Eddie and you were two wierdly happy. And how your room smelled funny in the morning. Gladly he didn't say anything to anyone before you two would want to, but personal jokes and genuine congratulations were said by him in private to the two — how cute!
Waiting does get you anywhere if you just go for it, y'know?
≡ ! | a/n : «– Goon material now up. Hope yall enjoyed reading as this was my first ever smut (?) fic. I CAN'T WRITE SMUT SCENES IM SO SORRY 😭😭😭»
