✮⋆˙A Rusty Fuck(Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader)✮⋆˙
warnings: smut, lewd themes, mutual pining, oral sex(fem receiving), idiots in love, best friends to lovers, unprotected sex, penetrative sex, sort of love confession but not really word count: 2.3k pairings: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader summary: you noticed that he hasn't been feeling his best, and he admits to you that he feels like he might be...rusty in the bedroom. a/n: I know...I know, it's been forever and a day since I've posted anything! I hope you all can forgive me!!!!! Here is a new fic for all of you and more to come!
You notice how he seems to be a little more discouraged these days. Nothing crazy noticeable, but seeing as you’ve been friends with Eddie Munson for a long time, you can tell when he’s not feeling his best. So after Hellfire Club, you decide to ask him what’s wrong.
“Was I that obvious?” His voice is giving him away.
You chuckle. “Oh come on, I know you. I know when you’re upset.”
He continues to pack things away, and you help him. Even if he doesn’t want to talk about it right now, maybe he’ll talk as he feels more comfortable. You can tell that whatever it is, it’s eating him up inside. You feel sorry for him, and you want to be able to help as best as you can.
Once everything is packed away, you nudge him gently. Eddie smirks at you. He loves how persistent you are about making sure he’s okay. You’ve always been like that for him. So he does make it a point to decide to tell you what’s on his mind.
“Not here,” he finally says. “How about we go back to mine?”
“Lead the way, Munson.”
He takes your hand and the two of you make your way out to the parking lot. He places everything in the back of the van and then the two of you get in. The ride back to Forest Hills is a bit silent save for the songs playing on the radio. You know that he will tell you what’s wrong once you get to the trailer.
Once inside Eddie’s room, he tosses his bag on the ground and sits on his bed. He pats the spot next to him, and you sit down right there. Still, there is tension. Finally, he lights up a leftover joint from the bedside table.
“Alright, I’ll tell you what happened.”
The two of you pass the joint back and forth for a bit before Eddie finally faces you. There’s something in his eyes that lets you know he’s about to be very vulnerable. Almost like a silent plea for you not to judge him too harshly.
“It’s just that…it’s been a while since I’ve been with someone.” He finally confesses.
“Is that all? It’s the same for me. Hard to date when it’s all the same bastards in town.”
He shakes his head. “Nah, not like that. Just…”
Then it dawns on you. He’s talking about how it's been a while since he’s had someone physically. It hits you sort of hard in a way, because you weren’t expecting him to talk about his troubles in the bedroom. You two have always been close, but this is a facet of his life that you haven’t really talked about too much.
“Oh…shit, man I’m sorry. I guess I misunderstood.”
He laughs. “It’s alright. It’s not something I wanted to talk about, but you sussed me out.”
Another moment of silence as the two of you realize what kind of boundary you have crossed together. It wasn’t unpleasant, just something new and sort of exciting. You move a little closer.
“Have you thought about maybe asking someone out on a date?” You offer.
“It’s been a long time, so I’m just…like what if I’m rusty? What if I can’t fuck?”
Now this has you speechless. Eddie notices and he’s apologizing, but you try to reassure him that it’s fine. You’d be dumb(and a liar) to say that Eddie wasn’t hot. You’ve noticed him the entire time you went through puberty, and even now, you have caught yourself checking out your best friend. But that’s what you two are, you’re best friends and you didn’t want to ruin it.
“I really doubt you can’t fuck anymore. I mean how does someone even lose that ability?”
Eddie groans and pinches the bridge of his nose in annoyance. “I don’t fuckin’ know. I just worry I can’t make someone cum, or maybe I’ll blow my load too fast.”
“Well, how can I help?”
The words just spilled out from your mouth. You didn’t know they were coming, and honestly, you were very embarrassed. Eddie looks at you with wide eyes, not sure how to answer either. Tension grows between you both, leaving you both just flustered messes.
“I should probably go then…”
He grabs your hand. “Please don’t. I don’t…I don’t wanna be alone.”
This causes you to pause. He sounds so vulnerable right now. You’ve seen him vulnerable, but never about anything like this. And when you look into his big, doe eyes, you find yourself unable to pull away. Eddie leans in closer, and you can smell his cologne mixed in with the scent of weed.
The moment your lips press together, you’re convinced that you should have been doing this years ago. Eddie kisses you like a man starved, pulling you even closer so he can’t let you go. His tongue slides against your bottom lip and when you part your lips, he moans as your tongues touch. You have to admit that the sound alone has you aroused. He pulls away to breathe, but keeps his forehead against yours.
“Shit…shit…” he laughs breathlessly. “Did you know it would feel that good?”
“No…no I didn’t know.”
He kisses you again, this time cupping your cheeks with his hands. His lips are searing against yours, almost like he’s trying to brand you as his. His hands then soothe down to your shoulders, then down your arms. You’re melting into his affections, arching your back to get even closer. Without warning, Eddie pulls you onto his lap. This makes you gasp, and he laughs softly.
“Sorry, I kinda—kinda got excited there.”
You lean in to kiss him; you’re trying to shut his insecurities up. If there’s one thing you don’t want Eddie to feel, it’s the feeling of not being good enough. He’s enjoying himself, kissing you longer and harder. Your tongues dance together as his hand slides up your shirt, relishing in the warmth of your skin.
“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time.” Eddie confesses, his brain is a little mush. “I was too dumb to say it cause I didn’t wanna ruin what we have and I swear I was going to tell you but I—”
He’s interrupted with you kissing him once more. The kind of kiss that really makes him feel desired. He doesn’t think of anything else but continuing to make out. As his hands soothe up and down your sides, he begins to rock his hips for a little relief. You whine against his lips, your own body starts moving with his.
“Before we go any further,” Eddie breathes. “I need to know if you’re truly okay with this.”
You look into his eyes and all you see is adoration in them. “Eddie, of course. I wouldn’t be straddling your lap and dry humping you if I didn’t want this.”
He snorts with laughter. “Okay, good point.”
Eddie then helps you lie down on the bed, and you keep giving him that smile of yours. The one that’s always made his heart skip a beat and restart haphazardly. It’s something he’s always been in love with; your smile brings so much light into his life. Then he dips down to kiss you again, and this time it’s slower and sweeter.
The two of you begin undressing one another, exploring each other’s bodies with haste and need. His hands feel divine on your soft skin, eliciting sweet moans from your kiss-swollen lips. Every little noise you make causes his cock to throb in his jeans. The minute you unbuckle his belt, he’s reaching down to help you take off his pants as well.
“You’re so hard,” you comment as you take his cock into your hand. “Didn’t realize it’s been that long.”
He grunts. “Please, don’t tease. It’s really been so long.”
You begin to stroke him slowly, watching as the pearlescent fluid oozes from the pretty pink tip. Your mind is whirling with the idea that you are, in fact, stroking Eddie Munson’s cock right now in his bed, half-dressed. The thought alone was turning you on, and so you guided one of his hands to your panties.
“I’ve got you, don’t worry.” Eddie whispers, his hand reaching down into your underwear.
You let out a gasp as his fingers slide between your soaked folds, only to tease your tight entrance. Eddie smirks when he notices your reaction, only for it to all turn into a moan when you begin to jerk him off a little faster.
Within minutes, Eddie already feels his balls tightening up. He has to reach down to grip your wrist, a needy whine slipping past his lips.
“D-don’t wanna cum just yet.”
Your eyes widen, but he just quiets any protests you have with a searing kiss. Then slowly, he kisses a sloppy trail down your body until he peels off your soaked panties. He slyly throws them onto his bedside table; a memento for later when you aren’t around. Then he spreads your thighs and you whine when his hot breath hits your swollen clit.
“Let me taste you, please.” He begs.
You nod eagerly. “Y-yes.”
Eddie wastes no time in diving in and teasing you. His lips linger on the tender flesh of your inner thighs, reaching so close to where you need him, only for him to pull away. When you tug on his hair to guide him where you want him to go, he smirks against your skin. Then he begins to kiss your folds, licking softly at first.
The moan you let out when he lets his tongue glide up through your lips to your swollen clit is nothing if not erotic in nature. Eddie’s cock throbs, leaking a little more precum. The taste of you alone could make him cum, but this is all about you. He needs to show you that he can make you feel so good. He wants to make you feel so desired and wanted, and nothing could show you that more than to make you cum so hard on his tongue.
Your hips begin to buck and you feel that coil in your tummy beginning to tighten. Soft, sweet whines of Eddie’s name fall from your lips and you shove your hand down to grip onto his hair; it’s a means to ground yourself. And then your thighs begin to shake and you can hardly warn Eddie before you’re coming undone so hard, you swear you can see stars dancing in your vision.
“That’s it,” Eddie coos. “That’s my good girl.”
He eagerly laps up your release, noticing how just the taste of you has his cock twitching and throbbing with need. He’s going to need to fuck you right now, unless he wants to finish prematurely and make a mess on the bed. As the waves of pleasure begin to subside, Eddie crawls back up to kiss you hungrily.
“So…” he nips at your bottom lip. “Think you’re ready for me?”
He guides the head of his cock towards your quivering pussy, sliding it through the folds to coat it in your juices as he waits for your answer. You look up at him like he just strung the stars in the sky for you.
“Fuck me, Eddie. Please.”
He doesn’t need to be told twice. The head of his cock prods your hole before he slides into you. It’s warm, it’s snug and his mind is reeling from how amazing this feels. The minute his balls are plush against your ass and he’s bottomed out, he swears he’s falling in love with you even more.
“Fuuuuuckkk,” he groans as he begins to rock his hips. “Gonna make me cum prematurely.”
You giggle softly, but Eddie hits your sweet spot and it turns into a moan. “Don’t care. Want you to fuck me, baby.”
Just the sound of you calling him a pet name is something he could only dream about. He almost wanted to pinch himself in the moment to make sure he wasn’t dreaming. But when your walls begin to pulse around him, this is what snaps him out of his daze. He picks up his pace, enjoying the way your tits jiggle with each move he makes.
“Fuck, you look so pretty like this,” he whines as he buries his face in the crook of your neck. “So goddamn pretty.”
You wrap your legs around him, pulling him in even deeper. He rocks his hips faster, hitting against your sweet spot over and over. It doesn’t take long for you to begin feeling another orgasm building, and your nails dig into his back as you feel it washing over you.
“Eddie!” You cry out, making him grunt.
“I know, I know…” he whines this time. “I’m cumming too.”
He doesn’t pull out, instead you feel his hips going faster before they stutter. The two of you ride out your high, clinging to one another as the pleasure continues to course through the both of you. And then it subsides, leaving you both a messy heap on his bed.
“Holy shit,” he breathes. “Holy fucking shit,”
“Yeah, you said it.”
He slowly pulls out, enjoying the way his seed leaks out of you. He reaches for a t-shirt on the ground, cleaning you up. You laugh at his lack of hygiene at the moment, but you don’t care when he pulls you closer to snuggle.
“You definitely aren’t rusty.”
He smirks. “Thanks, babe. I’m glad to know I can still rock someone’s world.”
He then cups your cheeks, kissing you deeply once more. You gently rub his sides, leaning closer and kissing him back with equal passion and need.
“Guess this means you’re mine now,” Eddie comments, his face burying in the crook of your neck again.
“That makes you mine,"
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