There Will Be No Tenderness
Eddie catches you flirting with someone else... or at least that’s what he thinks. You let him take out his aggression on you, reminding you just who you belong to.
Request fill for Anon, hope you enjoy... sorry I went a little off prompt and flipped it around, but there is another hatefucking/reader flirting with someone else in the works so there’s also that to look forward to I guess 🤷🏽♀️😅
Minors DNI
Contains: Dom!Eddie/Sub!Reader, Hate Fucking/Angry Sex, Dirty Talk, Oral (Male Receiving), Degradation/Name-calling (Slut, Whore), Petnames (Sweetheart, Babe, Baby), Slight Praise Kink, Unprotected Sex, Ownership Kink, Semi-Public Sex/Van Sex, Insecure!Eddie, Hints of Domesticity
Andy Whitmore had been assigned as your partner for a project in your history class last period, you were chatting with him on the way to your locker. He’d surprised you, he actually made some good points about the project, not what you’d expected from the airhead jock.
You stop in front of your locker stowing away your books and collecting what you needed for the next period, “… yeah, that’s a good idea, we can do some more research on that. When are you free next maybe we can meet at the library to work on it?” You turn to face him as you speak.
He leans against the lockers, one hand tousling his hair, “I can make time for it whenever you’d like.”
“Ok, well how about I give you my number and we talk about it some more?”
“Sure, sounds great.”
As you’re scribbling down your number someone bumps into you continuing on their way without even a glance back. You look up and see that it was Eddie, your face scrunches in confusion, you call out to him but he doesn’t respond, “Eddie? Hey, Eddie!”
He ignores you, you know it’s him, there’s no mistaking that hair and you can see his Dio back patch as he stomps away. You’re broken out of your stupor by Andy clearing his throat, “So, um your number?”
You look back at him, then down at the scrap of paper in your hand, “Right, sorry here you go.”
You hand him the slip off paper and he grins at you, just before you can turn to leave, he gets your attention again, “Hey, why’d you always hang out with that freak anyway?”
He jerks his head over his shoulder indicating to Eddie who’d just passed by and rounded a corner. You bristle at his question, “Well, for one do not call him that, and two he’s my boyfriend so, yeah I hang out with Eddie.”
Andy pales and stutters out, “O-o-oh… s-sorry, didn’t… didn’t even know you had a boyfriend… sorry.”
“Yeah, whatever. Just make sure you let me know when you can work on the project. See you ‘round, Whitmore.” You snap back.
“Yeah, see ya.” He calls out to your retreating form.
You don’t see Eddie again until the end of the day, he was giving you a lift home as usual so you were waiting for him by his van.
He doesn’t even say hello when he gets there or give you a little kiss like he usually would… something’s definitely wrong.
“Get in!” He growls angrily unlocking the van, standing beside you. Normally he’d extend a hand help you in, open your door, but not today.
“Eds what’s wrong?” Concern laces your voice.
“I said get in.” He hisses through clenched teeth.
“No. Not until you tell me what’s wrong.” You insist firmly.
He slams his palm against the van, startling you, “You wanna know what’s wrong? Fine I saw you, ok. Saw you flirting with him.”
“What are you talking about, I didn’t-”
“Don’t fucking play dumb with me, I saw you y/n. You and Mr. Popular Jock Stereotype in the hall by your locker.”
“You mean Andy? I wasn’t flirting with him-”
“I. Said. Don’t. Play. Dumb.” He grinds his teeth audibly.
“I’m not. I wasn’t flirting, I swear.”
“Oh, yeah then what the fuck was that then?”
“We were assigned a project together, we were just figuring out when we could work on it.”
“Yeah, well he was definitely flirting with you.”
You place a hand on his arm but he shrugs it off moodily.
“Eddie.” you implore him, “It was nothing, we’re just working on a project together. What can I do to make you feel better about this?”
“Well, you can start by telling ‘Andy’ to fuck off.” He snaps back bitterly.
“Eddie, you know I can’t do that. Look how about we go back to your place, we can do anything you want… take your mind off things and as soon as this project is done I’m never talking to him again anyway. It’s not like I ever talked to him before, don’t even like the guy for Christ’s sake.”
He grumbles for a moment before giving in, “Anything I want, huh?”
“Yes, anything you want.” You agree.
There’s a glint in his eye of something unrecognisable as he speaks, his tone deepening, “What if I want to fuck you ‘til you forget everything else, just you and me… show you who you belong to?”
“Holy shit, Eddie… I… yeah. Yes, you can do that.” You gasp.
“Really? ‘Cause I won’t hold back, there won’t be any tenderness tonight… are you sure you’re ok with that?”
“I-if it helps you with this then yes… I’d do anything for you anyway, Eddie.”
He looks taken aback at your admission, “You would?”
“Of course I would.” You reach out for him again, this time he doesn’t shrug you off.
“Alright, now will you please get in the van?” His voice shifts to a pleading tone.
You nod and kiss his cheek before you do so, he moves over to the drivers’ side as you get in.
There’s a tension in the air as he makes his way back to his trailer, neither of you speak, only the sound of one of his cassettes fills the van.
When you get there, you don’t bother waiting for him to open your door, you hop out and make your way to the front door.
He joins you on the front porch opening the door allowing you to pass through first.
He’s on you in seconds, you barely even get a second to breathe before he’s shoving his tongue down your throat. You stumble back and he guides you in the direction of his bedroom forcefully. The back of your knees hit the edge of his bed and he grabs both your arms pulling them up over your head until you fall back against the mattress.
He traps your wrists together in one of his hands dipping in to bite and suck on your neck. “I am going to have you screaming my name ‘til it’s the only thing you know. Make you nothing but a dumb fucked-out little slut. That’s what you are isn’t it? Just a dirty little slut.”
You whimper in response, your eyes fluttering closed as he begins to paw at your breast with his free hand. When you don’t answer he pinches at your nipple painfully and your eyes snap open, “Answer me, y/n. You’re nothing but a dirty little slut, aren’t you?”
You nod, “Y-yes… I’m your dirty little slut.”
“Oh, that’s right you’re mine and don’t you forget it.” He growls with a self-satisfied little smirk.
Without any warning he grips the collar of your shirt and pulls tearing the fabric apart, the buttons snap and rip off flying all over the place. Your breathing quickens as he slips his hand between your shirt that falls open at your chest, sneaking up underneath your bra.
“What’s his name?”
You look to him in confusion, “Huh? Are you talking about Andy?”
He growls, pinching you again, “What’s his name?”
“W-Whitmore?” You’re still not quite getting it.
He pinches harder still, “What’s. His. Name.”
It finally sinks in, “No one… there’s no one but you Eddie. Just you.”
He hums, “That’s right just me. Just me and you and no one else. You were a naughty little slut, weren’t you? I’m going to have to punish you for that. Remind you who you really belong to.”
“I-I’m sorry Eddie, I’ll be good. I’ll be good for you.” You whine.
“That’s it sweetheart, yes you will be my good little slut.”
He pushes up so he’s no longer leaning into you, resting on his knees, still gripping your wrists tightly. He drags you by your arms, spinning you around so your head hangs over the edge of the bed.
“Now, you’re gonna suck my dick nice and good for me.”
He stands unzipping his pants rolling them down his legs along with his boxers, his cock bobs between his legs red and angry looking. He strokes over it a few times spreading his pre-cum along his length as it bubbles up.
He positions himself and taps the head over your lips until your mouth drops open, you’ve never sucked him off from this angle before. The way your head hangs over the edge of the bed opens your throat in one straight line, perfect for him to fuck into.
He slides in the tip of his dick slowly and you close your mouth around it humming slightly as he goes deeper and deeper before pulling back. He does this a few times, his hands move back to your chest groping you roughly as he thrusts into your mouth. You breathe harshly through your nose as you take him into your drooling mouth over and over.
You reach back and grip at his legs, but you have little control in this position. Saliva spills out of the corners of your lips mixed with his pre-cum, dribbling down the sides of your face and into your hair. When his thighs begin to tense beneath your hands he pulls out, leaving you gasping.
Just as you regain control of your breathing, he’s spinning you around again stripping off your ruined top, yanking your pants down your legs. He unclasps your bra ducking his head down to bite on your tits, growling, “Mine.”
You grip at his arm, squeezing it and moaning in response.
He moves down to your panties, eyes flicking back up to yours, he taunts you, “Look at you my little slut, you’ve soaked through your panties. Tell me, what’s got you this wet, sweetheart?”
“You, Eddie. It’s you.”
He hooks a finger into the waistband of your panties, dragging them down with a smirk, “That’s fucking right, me. I did this to you.”
He rips off your panties, tossing them aside and leans back in licking a broad stripe over your sticky folds with the flat of his tongue. You let out a drawn-out moan, “F-fuuuck… Eddie.”
“So, fucking wet for me… is that what sucking on my dick does to you or is it just ‘cause I’m being mean to you tonight. You getting off on it? You a masochistic little whore?”
“Holy shit Eddie, please.” You wail, wriggling your hips desperately.
“Whatta ya begging for sweetheart?”
“You! Need you Eddie… please, fuck me.”
He’s stripping off his own clothing before you can even blink, coming back to hover over you, gripping his cock and lining it up with your entrance. He rubs the head of his cock over you, smearing his pre-cum into you, mingling with your own wetness before pushing into you.
He barely gives you any time to adjust before plunging all the way into your wet heat and thrusting away setting his own pace. You welcome him in with a strained moan, clawing at his back, his hair hangs in his face and he sweeps it aside biting at his lips.
“Yeah, look at how you’re taking me. Taking all of my fat fucking cock like a good slut.”
You spread your legs wider and he sinks in deeper, he grabs your hips dragging you down to meet his thrusts. His balls slap against you, you whimper and moan along with his animalistic grunts and growls.
“That’s it you’re mine, gonna fuck you full of my cum so you remember that.”
“Eddie… yes, oh god please cum inside me.”
He let’s out a guttural moan, “Yes, say my name tell me who this pussy belongs to.”
“You, Eddie… it belongs to you.”
“Shit, that’s fucking right.”
You can feel yourself tightening around him, a tension coiling in your belly, “Fuck… I’m gonna… ‘m gonna cum…”
“Not yet.” He chides, “First you need to scream my name, want that to be the only words I hear from you.”
Despite himself he brings a hand to your clit rubbing over it in tight, little circles.
“Eddie, Eddie, Eddie.” You chant his name over and over.
“Yes, fuck that’s it. Who do you belong to? Scream it for me.”
“You, Eddie! I belong to you.” You’re right on the edge, barely holding off when he gives the instruction.
“Ok, you can cum now. Cum on my dick, show me who owns you.”
“Oh god… Eddie!” You wail as you reach your climax, gripping his cock tight with your slick channel as he fucks you through your orgasm. Wave after wave of pleasure crashes over you as you gaze up at him, all sweaty, hair dangling in his face, his mouth dropping open.
He grunts above you, hips still pistoning away, chasing his own release, “Shit, gonna cum… and you’re gonna take it all aren’t you… fuck…”
He spasms within you, releasing a torrent of thick, warm cum deep inside you. He collapses on top of you pressing his sweaty body into you, still thrusting lazily until there’s a milky, white ring of cum around the base of his cock smearing into his pubic hair. It spreads all over you too and when he pulls out it continues to dribble out of you, between your ass and onto his bed.
His gaze drops to your messy cunt and he reaches out, pushing his cum back into you with two fingers, “That’ll remind you who you belong to won’t it. Keep you full of my cum so you never forget.”
Your walls quiver around his fingers and he looks back up at you chuckling darkly, “Awww, you gonna cum again? Is that what you want? Wanna cum while I’m stuffing mine back into you, huh?”
“Please, Eddie.”
He has you gasping and panting under his touch, he drags his fingers over your spongy walls just so, his thumb moving to press into your clit firmly in tight circles, “That’s it be a good slut for me, cum again.”
You groan throwing a hand over your face as you clamp down on his digits, pulsing rhythmically and gushing all over them.
He withdraws his fingers and sucks them into his mouth, licking up your combined releases.
He rolls over and flops down beside you, you inch closer laying your head over his chest and wrapping an arm around him you let out a sigh.
He drapes an arm over you and traces random patterns over your back.
You look up at him and he scoots back moving to sit up resting against the wall behind the bed. He pulls you up with him and strokes over the back of your head. Then everything he’d done seems to catch up with him and guilt floods his senses.
“I-I’m sorry about your shirt, I’ll… I’ll sew the buttons back on for you… soon as I find ‘em all.” He looks away shamefully.
You grasp his chin, turning his head to face you, “Hey, it’s ok. Are you feeling better now?”
“Promise… promise me you won’t leave me?” His voice wavers.
“Oh, Eddie. Where is this coming from?”
“Just, please promise me? People leave. People always leave me.” His voice is shaky, tears well in his eyes.
You reach out and take his hand in your own, before stating firmly, “Eddie, I will never leave you. Never. I promise you that.”
You stare at him intensely for a beat before capturing his lips in a heated kiss, his tears flow freely and you can taste them as they roll down his face.
“I really thought I was going to lose you. I got so scared. I’m sorry I lashed out at you.”
“If you ever feel like that again, please just talk to me, ok? That’s not to say I didn’t like what we did just now… actually I um I was kind of really into it, but I don’t want you feeling like I would ever leave you or intentionally do something to hurt you.”
He takes a unsteady breath, “Yeah, I uh… you liked it?”
You giggle at him, “Holy shit did I, Eddie. That was great, we can do that stuff any time you want… I mean, if you want.”
“Yeah… I think I’d like that, maybe when I’m a little less emotional though.”
“Sure thing, so feeling better?”
He nods and hums in response, “Mhmmm yeah, I think so… I think that helped, thank you.”
“It’s ok, babe.”
He grabs onto your face and looks deep into your eyes, stressing his words, “No, really, thank you.” His hands drop and he looks away, “After the way I acted… I didn’t… I don’t deserve you.”
“Eddie, stop that. I couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend. You are an amazing guy, honestly.”
“Even after today? The things I said. The way I treated you.”
You run your hand over his curls, sweeping them away from his face, “Yes, even after today. I get it Eddie, really, I do. Plus, you’re hot when you get all possessive…” you try to mimic his deep growl, “…mine. That was very sexy.”
He laughs, “Oh you liked that did you?” He nods to himself as he continues, “Yeah you did, didn’t you? It had you fucking drenched, didn’t it?”
You give him a little shove, “Hey, don’t tease me!”
“Aww sweetheart I’m not. It’s good, I like that I can get you like that… all hot and bothered for me. Real ego boost that is.”
“Shut up…” you can’t help the little grin breaking out over your face, “I love you, you know…”
“I love you too.”
You pull him in for a kiss before pulling back with a sigh, “Alright c’mon, we should clean up, we’re both covered in cum and sweat.”
“Ugh fine.” He huffs back.
He stands and lifts you off the bed, carrying you the short distance to the bathroom and you giggle, “What happened to Mr ‘There Will Be No Tenderness’? Or are you just trying to show off how strong you are… because I know, boy do I know.”
“Ok, maybe there will be some tenderness… you know me, I’m just a big softie deep down.” He jokes.
Turning the knobs on the shower, he sets you down by the tub and flexes in a mock pose, “But I am also very strong… your big, strong man.”
You squeeze his bicep pulling a surprised face in jest, “Oh yes, my big, strong man.”
You giggle as he pulls you into his arms, “Good, I’m glad we sorted that out. Now in you go.”
He guides you into the tub under the warm spray of the water and follows along behind you.
You both help each other wash off, massaging each other soothingly. It’s a moment that is full of tenderness, a complete contrast to the earlier events of your evening.
Eddie loans you one of his shirts and tells you to leave yours with him promising once again that he’d fix it.
“So, you want me to take you home or do you wanna spend the night?” Hope tinges his voice.
You groan in response, “Ugh I would love to spend the night. Really, I would, but I should go home. Make sure I’m ready for tomorrow. Also don’t wanna have to deal with calling my parents to let them know.”
“Alright, hey that’s fine. Some other time maybe.”
“Oh, absolutely. Going to take a rain-check.” You lean in to kiss his cheek.
He grins, “Good. You wanna stop for dinner along the way… it’s the least I could do.”
“Yeah, how ‘bout Benny’s?” You suggest.
Eddie helps you into his van, you hum contentedly, belly full and completely satiated. As he drives Eddie reaches out, hand drifting from the wheel searching for yours, you take a hold of it. The drive to your house is filled with a comfortable silence from the two of you, worlds apart from where you’d started.
He walks you to your front door, you linger on the front porch. He’s the first to speak, his hand creeping under his curls to rub at the back of his neck, “So, do you want me to give you a lift to school tomorrow?”
“You think you’ll make it here on time?” You counter with a grin.
“I mean… I’d try.”
“I know you would… you know what yeah, if it’s not too much trouble I’d like that. Who cares if I’m a little late to homeroom?”
He breaks out into a broad grin, “I will try you know.”
“If you get here a little bit earlier, I’ll even have some breakfast for you.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, little extra incentive for you.”
“Aww you spoil me sweetheart.”
You giggle and pull him in for a kiss, “Go now and get some sleep, alright? Goodnight.”
You give him a wave as you slip inside, he calls back “Goodnight!”
Your mum is in the kitchen clearing up the remnants of dinner, she calls out to you as you pass, “Oh, there was a message for you on the phone. Some boy named Andy, he said something about going to the library after school tomorrow to work on a project.”
You decide to just talk to him tomorrow at school, “Thanks mum, I’m just gonna head up to bed, night.”
“Goodnight, love.”
The next morning Eddie arrives much earlier than you would’ve expected, you’re in the middle of styling your hair when you answer the door.
“Eddie! Come in, I’ll just be a minute and then we can eat.”
He trails after you all the way to the bathroom, sitting down on the closed toilet lid to watch as you continue with your hair.
“So, you made it. Extra early even.” He bounds along after you as you make your way to the kitchen.
“Well, I got Wayne to wake me up when he got home.” He answers bouncing from foot to foot while you pull together some food.
You gasp “Eddie! Are you telling me you’ve been up since four am?! How do you have so much energy right now?!”
“Might have something to do with the entire pot of coffee I downed.”
You laugh, “Eddie, you didn’t have to do this, you know. I’m fine walking to school.”
He pouts back, “I know but I wanted to, wish I coulda woken up next to you. I’m feeling a little extra needy, ‘cause of… you know.”
“Oh, baby c’mere let me love on you.” You stretch out your arms and he throws himself at you, you stumble back a bit with the force.
You giggle, wrapping your arms around him, peppering his face with soft kisses and he giggles along with you.
“Ok, c’mon let’s eat, don’t want your early start to be for nothing.”
Reluctantly he lets you pull away and you direct him to take a seat, following along with the breakfast. He scoffs down his food grinning at you all the while.
When you get to school you track down Andy between classes, “Hey, Whitmore!”
He spins around at the sound of his name, “Hey, you get my message?”
“Yeah, that’s what I wanted to talk about. I’m free today after school we can head to the library then, cool?”
“Yeah, that works. I’ll meet you there?”
“Sure. See you then.” You wave him off and continue to your next class.
In your first break of the day, you pull Eddie aside to talk, “Hey, I won’t need a lift after school today. I’m going to the library with Andy to work on our project.”
“Oh… yeah, ok.” He appears dejected at this so you continue.
“I was thinking though… if you want to sneak away to your van for a quickie at lunch, we can. Give you something better to think about. You can cum inside me and then I’ll spend the rest of the day with it inside me… just imagine that, I’ll be sitting across from him with a bit of you just dribbling out of me.”
He inhales sharply, looking at you wide-eyed, “Are you fucking with me right now? Is this because of what I said last night? Please don’t tease me.”
“Eddie, I’m not fucking with you… yeah, it’s a little inspired by what you said last night, but it’s what I want too. Claim me, let me feel you with every step I take.”
“Shit. Jesus fucking Christ we have to do that.” He groans.
You lean in and whisper in his ear, “Yeah? You gonna remind me what a slut I am? That I’m your slut.”
He lets out a strangled gasp, “Sweetheart, you better stop that or we won’t make it ‘til lunch.”
“Lunch can’t come soon enough. I’ll meet you at your van, yeah?”
“Yes, please.”
“Alright, well for now let’s go join your friends.” You smirk at him.
“Christ how the fuck am I supposed to make it through the rest of the day now?” He whines adjusting himself in his jeans.
You spend the next few classes squirming in your seat, squeezing your legs together, nothing can staunch the flow of your arousal. You can’t get him out of your mind, all the things you want him to do to you, all the things he said and did last night, the way he growled the word ‘mine’ as he fucked you and bit you and sucked you.
You’re out of your seat almost a split second before the bell even rings. You push past people heading in the opposite direction as they make their way towards the cafeteria. You beeline straight for his van, grateful for the fact that you’d worn a skirt today, it’d make this much easier.
“Hey, there sweetheart.” Comes the low drawl from behind you.
You spin around to face him, “Hello, handsome.”
He swoops in for a kiss, pushing you back against his van.
He moves to trail kisses down your neck, speaking into your skin, “So, I seem to remember you offering to let me fuck you and stuff you full of my cum again. Was last night not enough for my pretty little slut?”
He bites on your neck and you groan, “Fuck Eddie, you’re really just getting right into it, huh?”
He leans back, eyes searching your own as he asks a little uncertainly, “That’s ok, right? This is how you wanted it, isn’t it?”
You pull him back to your lips kissing him softly, “More than ok, baby. Just… let’s get in the van and you can really let loose.”
He’s fumbling with his keys as soon as the words leave your lips, wrenching open the doors to the back of the van. You slip past him crawling into the van and he follows after you, pulling the doors closed behind him. He strips off his jacket and vest, laying them out on the floor, he gestures to it with a sweeping hand indicating for you to take your place on top of them.
You lay back on the little pile he’s created, he moves in to hover over you, you look up at him, “You know maybe we can put a mattress back here or something for next time.”
“Next time! We haven’t even started yet and you’re thinking about next time!” He gasps incredulously.
You giggle, “Alright, shut up and fuck me Munson… show me who I belong to.”
He shakes his head, “And I thought I was needy.”
You gasp as he pulls you in closer by your hips, you brace yourself with your arms extended behind you. He slips his hands under your skirt tugging on the waistband of your panties, teasing as he pulls them down over your legs, “What if I didn’t give these back? What if I made you walk around for the rest of the day with no panties on? My cum dribbling down your legs for the fucking world to see… everyone would know what a slut you are.”
You whimper, “Holy shit Eddie.”
He works his fingers back under your skirt swiping them over your folds, collecting your wetness, he groans, “Already, so fucking drenched.”
“Please… need you.” You reach out pawing at his belt. He chuckles batting your hands away and undoing his belt and jeans himself.
He palms at the bulge in his boxers for emphasis, “Is this what you’re after, sweetheart? Need my big, fat cock to split you open?”
“Please, please, please give it to me.” You whine pathetically.
“So, pretty when you beg for me… my desperate little whore.”
He yanks down his boxers eagerly and his pink-tipped cock springs forth. He flips up the hem of your skirt, then grips his shaft to guide it between your thighs. He taps the head of his cock against your clit and you moan at the sensation.
Slowly he drags the tip down to your dripping hole, easing inside of you. He sinks in balls deep, gazing down at you, he hums “Fuck you take me so well, so fucking good for me.”
He hooks his hands beneath your knees pushing them up, spreading you wide open as he begins to thrust. You pant, losing yourself to his ministrations as his hand drops to circle your clit, “Oh god… fuck, Eddie… ohhh… just like that.”
“Yeah, you like that? You gonna cum on my cock like a good little slut?”
You moan and clench around him at his words. He forces your knees up to your chest, leaning in and pressing himself against you, sinking even deeper into your quivering channel.
“Oh, fuck you feel so good baby… so so good. You really wanna walk around all day with my cum inside you?”
“Yes… shit, yes Eddie more than anything… please cum inside me.”
“You really are a dirty fucking slut, aren’t you?”
“Just for you Eddie, only like this for you.” You pant.
“Jesus Christ I’m gonna cum… I- fuck y/n ‘m gonna cum…”
He leans in closer nipping at your neck, he growls, as his cock spasms within you, releasing rope after rope of thick, warm cum, “Mine.”
Your breath hitches with a high, strung-out moan as you tip over the edge, cunt gripping him tightly, milking the last of his release. You tremble with the aftershocks of your orgasm and he breathes heavily into your neck, resting there for a moment.
He moves quickly once he pulls out, dragging your panties back over your legs. Your combined fluids dribble out of you, seeping into the fabric between your legs. He tucks himself away not bothering to clean up in any way, dirtying his own underwear in the process.
You raise a hand to the side of his face and admire his features before extending your lips to his kissing him deeply drawing him back against you with all of his weight. He responds in kind, before pulling away abruptly, “Oh, shit sorry, I was crushing you.”
You pull him back in with a grin, “It’s ok, I like it when you do that. Like when you just… press your whole body against me. You do that quite a bit you know… I don’t think you even realise it when you do, most of the time.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, I love it.”
He grins back at you, “Oh… um noted. So, was that… good? Was that good for you?”
“Perfect, Eddie. Absolutely perfect, thank you.”
He laughs, “You’re fucking thanking me… Jesus H Christ sweetheart, I can’t believe you’d let me do this, let alone that you’d want me to.”
“Believe it stud, and we really should look into getting a mattress back here, even just one of those blow-up ones.”
He groans deep in the back of his throat hanging his head, he goes to speak but is cut off by the sound of the bell ringing.
You sigh, “Shit, we better get to class.”
“Ugh do we have to? It’s not like I’ll be able to focus on anything after that… hell I already couldn’t focus after you asked me for…that.” He whines, pouting at you.
You giggle at his response, “Yes, we have to. C’mon let me up. Won’t it be that much more fun to imagine me walking around out there stuffed full of your cum when you know it’s actually happening?”
He rolls off of you dramatically tossing his head to the side pressing the back of his hand to his forehead, “This is it… this is how I die. You are evil, torturing me like this… go, just go.”
You make your way out of the van dragging him along behind you. When you get outside you brush down your outfit trying to look a little more presentable, “How do I look?”
“Like you just got fucked.” He deadpans.
You slap his arm, “Shut up.”
He runs his fingers over your hair, sweeping stray locks away from your face. Standing back he assesses you seriously and adds, “There that’s a little better, but we can’t do much about that cum stain on your skirt.”
“What?! Where?!” You gasp looking down at yourself.
He bursts into giggles, “I’m joking. I’m joking, there’s nothing there, you look fine babe.”
You slap him again, “Oh, you ass!”
“You love me.” He gives you a smug smirk.
“I do, but come on we’re already late for class.” You grab his arm and drag him in the direction of the school.
He allows himself to be led, trailing behind you, he suggests, “Hey, I know you said you don’t need a lift after school, but maybe I could drop you off at the library… hang around ‘til you’re done, give you a lift home after?”
“I mean if you want, I don’t want to be a burden and you’re probably going to be dead tired.”
“It’s no trouble at all I swear, besides I like the library. I can pick up a couple of books too.”
“Ok, yeah. I’ll meet you by your van again.” You wave as you part ways entering the school.
“I’ll see you then.” He waves back.
When Eddie pulls up in front of the library, you can see Andy standing on the front steps, leaning against a pillar and spinning a basketball around. You roll your eyes, what the fuck was the point of bringing a basketball, as if it couldn’t have just stayed in his car.
You voice your opinion to Eddie, “What an obnoxious fucking douche.”
Eddie scoffs out a little laugh in response.
“Hey!” You call out to him as you approach the steps, he lets the basketball drop from his fingers and tucks it up under his arm.
He looks up, grin faltering, “Hey… uhhh, you brought... your boyfriend?”
You nod, “Yep he’s giving me a ride today.”
Eddie stands beside you, arm draped over you, smirking at the subtle implication.
Andy nods to him stiffly, “Munson.”
“Whitmore.” Eddie does the same before turning to you and giving you a peck on the cheek, “Alright babe, let me know when you’re done. I’ll be around.” He heads into the library leaving you and Andy standing on the steps.
“So, let’s get inside and get to work then.” You offer leading the way.
You pick a few books out from the shelves with him and make your way to a table, you do your best to resist the urge to roll your eyes again as he sets the basketball down on the table.
You do your best to focus, and you do get a decent chunk of work done… but you feel Eddie’s eyes on you the whole time. You can see him out of the corner of your eye as he wanders through the shelves peeking through them at you. Eventually your thoughts stray back to his load sitting in your panties, rubbing all over your folds and your cheeks begin to heat.
“How’s this sound?” Andy looks to you for approval as he reads out his work.
You interrupt him, “Uhhh, yeah that’s fine. I think that’s enough for today. I’m really tired and I’m sure Eddie is dying to get home too. We can pick back up another time.”
“Yeah sure, whatever.” He scoffs at the mention of Eddie’s name.
You collect your belongings, mumble a half-hearted goodbye and make your way over to Eddie.
“You wanna really rub it in his face? Show him who I belong to?” You whisper teasingly.
“Uh…” He stares back at you dumbfounded.
You fist a hand into the front of his shirt, pulling him in roughly for a passionate kiss that goes a little longer than necessary. When you break apart you call back to Andy with a wave, “See you ‘round Whitmore.”
You lead a speechless Eddie out of the library over to his van, “So, did you have fun today?”
He nods eagerly, “Yes, uhh huh… gotta be one of the best days of my life.”
You giggle, “Well, be prepared for many more days like this… ‘cause I’m not going anywhere babe and you have no idea what you started yesterday.”