⚡ breaker sparks (eddie x volt x ftm!reader) — nsfw⚡
(date everything! filthy, electric, and way too competitive)
cw: trans male reader (he/him pronouns, reader has female genitalia), oral, possessive praise, jealous bickering, double-teaming hints, messy volt energy, gruff eddie energy, im not responsible for the content you want to consume!!
synopsis:
the breaker box is already a charged place, but when volt gets his mouth on you first, bragging about how sweet you taste, eddie loses it. what starts as a game of one-upmanship between the two most dangerous men in your house (the literal electricity itself) turns into a full-on, pulse-ruining contest to see who can make you fall apart harder.
au: uhm hope this is okay, i've never written for ftm reader and idk if i will do it again (only bc i never get asks to do this, only once lol) but hope you enjoy! i wanted to also do eddie n volt x f!reader, since that's what i go with all the time. so yayayah, b sorry if this seems rushed i wanted to get this done before i get busy with school tomorrow :///
volt’s eyes light up the second you walk into the breaker box.
“ohhh, there you are, pretty boy,” he drawls, leaning over the bar like you’re the only thing that matters. “you look so good i could burn this whole place down just for a taste.”
eddie groans from behind the counter. “volt.”
“what?” volt grins, shameless. “don’t pretend you weren’t staring at him too.”
you’re already blushing, and volt notices, of course he does, his grin widening as he hops over the bar in one smooth motion.
“don’t run from me, live wire,” he teases, leaning close. “you look all wound up tonight. what’s wrong? too much charge in that pretty little body of yours?”
eddie sighs, coming over with that steady, grounding presence, his calloused hand brushing your shoulder. “ignore him. he doesn’t know how to shut up.”
“mm, but i know how to make him moan,” volt whispers just loud enough for eddie to hear.
eddie glares, but you… you can’t help glancing between them. volt with his sharp grin and fast, bright energy. eddie with his slow burn and quiet heat.
you can feel yourself getting slick already, a slow pulse deep in your stomach as volt’s fingers brush your waist, casual but teasing.
“ohhh, yeah. he’s thinking about it,” volt says with a smirk. “aren’t you, pretty boy? thinking about us? about my mouth on that sweet cunt of yours?”
eddie growls under his breath, like volt’s just said too much. “don’t talk to him like that.”
volt laughs. “then you say it, eddie. tell him how bad you want him.”
eddie doesn’t say anything, but the way his jaw clenches… yeah. he’s thinking it too.
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volt doesn’t even let the door click shut before he’s on his knees, grinning up at you like he’s just won something.
“god, you’re gorgeous like this,” he says, hands sliding up your thighs, thumbs stroking over the denim. “can’t believe eddie keeps pretending he doesn’t wanna wreck you.”
“volt—” you start, but he just laughs, leaning in to mouth at the bulge of your cockless jeans like it’s the sweetest thing in the world.
“yeah, that’s it. let me take care of you, pretty boy.”
he makes quick work of your zipper, tugging your pants down until they’re bunched at your knees. your boxers are soaked, and he groans when he sees the wet patch spreading there.
“fuck,” volt whispers, voice hoarse. “you’re dripping for me already. my perfect boy.”
he doesn’t wait for permission, just hooks a finger into the waistband, pulling your boxers down, and stares like he’s been starving.
“holy shit,” he murmurs, brushing his thumb over your slick folds. “look at you. bet you taste so fucking good.”
you whimper when he leans in, licking a slow stripe up your cunt before sucking your clit into his mouth.
“volt—” your voice cracks, knees threatening to give out.
“oh, i knew you’d sound like that,” he says with a wicked grin, lips glistening. “sweetest little whimpers. c’mon, let me hear ‘em, good boy.”
he dives back in, tongue working you over, alternating between teasing licks and filthy, messy suction that makes your head spin. his hands are strong on your thighs, holding you open, keeping you right where he wants you.
“volt— fuck—”
“yeah? that good?” he asks, voice muffled against your cunt. “you wanna come on my tongue, pretty boy?”
you nod desperately, hips rocking against his face, and volt groans like he’s the one being touched.
“do it. come for me. make a mess, live wire.”
the orgasm hits fast, sharp and bright, your body jerks, thighs trembling, as volt moans against your pussy, lapping up every bit of you like it’s his favorite meal.
he pulls back only when you’re too sensitive, grinning up at you with his chin slick. “fuck, you’re perfect. eddie’s gonna lose his mind when he realizes what he’s missing.”
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“you should’ve heard him, eddie,” volt says, voice dripping with smugness as he leans back against the bar. “so sweet for me. moaned like a good boy while i had my mouth on that perfect pussy of his.”
you feel your face go hot instantly. volt’s talking loud — loud enough that anyone in the breaker box would know exactly what happened in that bathroom.
eddie’s head snaps up from where he’s wiping down the counter, his jaw tight. “volt.”
“what?” volt grins, all teeth and mischief. “you should thank me. i made him feel real good. tongue deep in that pretty little—”
eddie slams the rag down, hard enough that volt actually stops mid-sentence. “enough.”
volt blinks, then smirks like he’s delighted. “ohh, you’re jealous. adorable.”
“jealous?” eddie scoffs, stepping around the bar with deliberate, heavy steps. “you think running your mouth like that makes you look good? all you ever do is take what isn’t yours.”
volt’s grin widens. “isn’t mine? pretty sure he was moaning my name, not yours.”
you swear the air crackles between them. eddie’s hand shoots out, gripping volt’s shirt collar, dragging him down to his level. “say another word.”
volt tilts his head, unbothered. “oh, big guy’s pissed. what are you gonna do? show me up?”
eddie glances at you, the way you’re squirming, eyes wide and breathless.
“yeah,” he says, low and sharp. “i will.”
before you can say anything, eddie’s pulling you forward by the wrist, spinning you so your back hits the bar. his hand slides between your thighs, and you gasp when his fingers find how wet you still are.
“jesus, volt wasn’t lying,” eddie mutters, rough thumb circling your clit. “you’re dripping. fuck, baby, did he get you this worked up?”
volt leans casually against the wall, smirking like he’s watching his favorite show. “told you. sweetest little cunt, isn’t it?”
eddie growls and pushes two fingers inside you without warning, his other hand gripping your waist hard enough to bruise. “don’t talk.”
volt just laughs, eyes dark. “what? afraid i’ll make him come with just my voice?”
eddie curls his fingers inside you, slow and deliberate, and your breath catches. “look at me,” he commands. “you’re mine right now. understand?”
you nod frantically, head tipping back as his fingers fuck you deep. volt whistles low, clearly enjoying every second of this.
“bet i could make him scream faster,” volt says, almost sing-song.
“shut the fuck up,” eddie snaps, pulling his fingers out and licking them slow, like he’s making a point. “you taste like heaven, baby. don’t let him tell you otherwise.”
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eddie doesn’t answer him. he just leans forward and presses his mouth to your pussy, licking a long, slow stripe from your entrance to your clit, making your knees buckle instantly.
“fuck— eddie—”
he hums against you, the vibration making your toes curl. “taste so good,” he mutters into your skin, pulling you closer. “you’re my good boy, aren’t you? let me hear you.”
volt’s watching, jaw clenched, his hand palming himself like he can’t help it. “he sounds even sweeter for you,” he says, tone half a tease and half… something else.
eddie glances up just long enough to smirk, then sucks your clit hard enough to make you cry out, hips jerking forward.
“shit— eddie, i’m—”
“come for me,” eddie murmurs, voice rough. “show him who gets you off like this.”
volt curses under his breath when you moan, your body tightening as eddie’s tongue works you over like he’s starved.
“fuck this,” volt says suddenly, moving in behind you, hands on your waist. “if he’s gonna make you come, i’m not just gonna stand here.”
eddie growls but doesn’t pull back. volt’s chest is pressed to your back, his lips on your ear, whispering, “go on, live wire. give it to us. be our perfect boy.”
the combination of eddie’s relentless mouth and volt’s filthy words shatters you. you come hard, clenching around nothing, thighs shaking as eddie groans against your pussy like he can’t get enough.
volt laughs low, kissing your neck. “guess you win this round, eddie.”
eddie pulls back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, his eyes dark and hungry. “wasn’t a contest.”
“mm, sure,” volt says, smirking. “but i’m next.”
you’re still trembling, caught between both of them, and you know they aren't done with you.
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i didn't tag anybody since i'm not sure if they would be interested in reading stuff for date everything but yah
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