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Scary Night, Isn’t It?
ghostface!Eddie Munson x Ghostface!Steve x Girlfriend!Reader
very late halloween fic
Summary: It’s a dark and spooky night, your house is mostly empty aside from you, and the two masked men down your dark hallway
word count: 2.1k (not proofread)
Warnings: swearing, dark themes, smut, plenty of (somewhat) subtle Scream references, threesome, cnc, mask kink, manhandling, very light choking, rough sex, anal, piv sex, fingering and anal fingering (r receiving), spanking, clothed sex, double penetration, breeding, unprotected sex, squirting, edging, orgasm control, throat fucking, gagging, eddie makes a joke about killing you, aftercare :)
"So... how's Vickie?" You asked as you lounged on your couch, legs propped up on the arm of the couch. You took a sip of the wine cooler you found in the fridge as you listened to Robin ramble about the girl of her dreams.
Obviously, it made you think of Eddie and Steve. Robin said she was the luckiest person alive to have met someone like Vickie, but you knew that couldn't be true when you had not one, but two of the most perfect boyfriends you could have possibly wished for.
They were supposed to be over, tonight was scary movie date night. Something had apparently come up with Dustin, so they were both gonna be late. You didn't mind too bad, they'd be here soon and the time to yourself was nice.
You took another sip of your drink, laughing at something Robin said. You heard your dog walk down the hall, you thought you did, until you noticed him asleep in the armchair alongside you.
You felt a chill run down your spine. Maybe Steve and Eddie were home sooner than they said they'd be. "Robin? I'll be right back." You said, hanging up the phone and standing up on shaky legs.
You glanced over at your dog, where he was still sleeping peacefully. Surely, if there were an intruder or something, he would've woken up, started barking, something.
You took a deep breath, it was almost certainly nothing. After sitting your drink down on the table next to the stovetop popcorn you'd made that was already growing cold. You walk down your hallway, half illuminated by the kitchen. You didn't speak, you hardly breathed. You never knew why people shouted out in horror movies, saying 'hello' like the intruder or monster would just come on out.
You walked over to the hallways light switch, but before you could even turn it on, someone grabbed you from behind.
You screamed and kicked as he lifted you against his chest, your feet rising off the ground. He covered your mouth with his hand and spun you both around, so you were facing another masked figure. There were two of them.
"Shh.." The one behind you hushed you as the one in front moved in closer, his hand reaching up to grasp your neck.
"Don't scream" The one in front of you whispered, and you almost thought it sounded familiar. That's when you recognized the Adidas sneakers he was wearing, registered the cold feeling of the cold metal rings on the hand over your mouth.
You exhaled, a sigh of relief, and very quickly, all of that fear and adrenaline built into something much darker, much more exciting. "Say the word and we can stop." Eddie whispered behind you, slowly moving his hand off of your mouth.
When you didn't say anything, they both laughed before Eddie dropped you onto the floor. You fell to your hands and knees and Eddie pushed you down onto your stomach with his heavy boot.
They followed you down to the ground, Steve kneeling in front of you and Eddie behind you, ripping down your sweatpants and underwear to throw them carelessly behind you all.
Steve gripped your hair, lifting your head to look up at him. You weren't sure when he'd gotten his dick out, but the sight of him above you, face hidden behind that ghostly mask, his body silhouetted by the kitchen light, and his heavy cock resting on your lips. "Suck." He ordered, and you clenched around nothing as you obeyed. Steve was dominant, but he didn't order you around much, or talk down to you, that was Eddie's forte. Steve was quicker to coddle you, encourage you, baby you, praise you. Obviously you loved that, but this change in pace was so very hot.
"Already fuckin' wet." Eddie laughed behind you, his voice deeper and muffled underneath his mask and it was sickening how hot it all was. Steve laughed at you too as Eddie ran his fingertips through your folds before fucking them into your already wet heat.
For a while it stayed like that, Eddie roughly massaging your g-spot While you drooled over Steve's dick, his desperate groans spurring you on, distracting you from the slight ache in your jaw.
Suddenly, in a few quick moments, Eddie switched hands, replacing his right hand with his left, then using his already slick fingers, he rubbed them over your asshole before sliding one in slowly.
You moaned loudly around Steve, being penetrated in every hole by your two masked men, your heart was still racing, adrenaline making you the fingers Eddie pushed in and out of your pussy.
You heard Eddie moan behind you, Steve moaning right after. "If you can hold your cum, you can go ahead and take her ass." Eddie offered with a laugh, a second finger sliding into your ass. You didn't know how his wrists weren't hurting, using his hands to fuck both your holes.
Steve shook his head, gasping when you gagged on him. "I'm saving my cum for her fuckin' womb" He said, thrusting into your mouth to punctuate his sentence, holding back a moan when you gagged again.
You looked up again, at Steve who hadn't stopped looking at you. His hand tangled in your hair while he fucked your throat, slower, his grip on your hair was rough but he still pet your scalp with his thumb.
You moaned around the thick cock in your mouth, everything was getting to be way too much in the best way possible, and you could feel your orgasm approaching.
Eddie could feel it too, in the way your legs shook and the rhythmic clenching around each of the fingers he moved in and out of you. He laughed before he started speaking. “How about… I’ll let you cum if you can tell me… What’s the name of the big scary bad guy in Nightmare on Elm Street, hm? We just rewatched that, you should know it, baby.” His voice was sickly sweet, in a teasing way. You wanted to roll your eyes, of course you knew the answer.
You begin to pull yourself off of Steve, so you could speak, but instead his large hand found the back of your head, pushing you down on him. You gagged, and tried again, just for him to do the same thing again. Him and Eddie both laughed in unison, leaving you feeling slightly embarrassed and very frustrated, but it only helped you get closer to your climax.
You continued to try, again and again, before finally you looked up at Steve with your desperate, teary eyes and he let you up.
You sputtered, catching your breath, whimpering, all but screaming “Freddy!” Finally, you cried, feeling yourself start to tip over the edge, before Eddie removed his fingers from you, pulling you upward by your hair, still on your knees.
You felt the plastic of his mask on your neck, his hot breath still hitting you through the mask. Eddie laughed. “You’re so smart doll… but you can wait, save it for when you’re on our dicks, hm?” He spoke lowly, and you wanted to cry. You did cry.
Steve caressed your face as he moved in closer, kneeling in directly front of you while Eddie kneeled behind you, his chest pressed against your back. Eddie wrapped an arm around your waist as Steve lifted one of your legs. You moaned from just the feeling of their tips at each of your entrances, prepped and ready for them.
You were grateful Steve wanted your pussy. While him and Eddie were both very well endowed, Steve was a bit bigger, especially in girth, and while Eddie had put plenty of attention into preparing you for the stretch, you’d still take his stretch in your ass over Steve’s.
They pushed in at the same time, all three of you moaning loudly. Steve bottomed out first, Eddie thankfully took his time, his hand gripping your side as he groaned in your ear. “Jesus, you’re so fucking tight.” He punctuated his sentence with a slap on your ass as him and Steve finally began to move in and out of you.
It didn’t take long before they matched rhythm, and all you could do was let your head fall back onto Eddie’s shoulder as you were just overtaken by pleasure.
You could feel your orgasm coming back yet again. “Please-” You whimpered, looking up at Eddie with those pleading eyes and then at Steve, who could only coo at your fucked out face.
“Please what?” Eddie encouraged you to use more words as he fucked your ass a bit faster, as fast as he could while also supporting most of your weight. Steve moved faster with him.
You whined, tears rolling slowly down your cheeks. “Please can I cum? Please?” You barely get out between your desperate whines.
They’re both silent for a moment, looking at each other. They always did this, sometimes you wondered if they were telepathic, having these mental conversations that you didn’t get to be part of.
Eventually Steve’s free hand found your clit, gently rubbing it in small circles as he spoke. “Go ahead princess.”
You were finished immediately. Screaming, clutching their hands on your body with your own. You shook, your legs, arms, chest, body rattling with your release. You heard your mess hit the floor as you squirted, hard. The fluid rain down your legs, down their balls, soaking the floor underneath you.
The three of you become one erotic mess in on the floor of your hallway as Steve came quickly after you, filling you up. It felt so hot inside of you, warm as it dripped out around his shaft.
Eddie was close but not quite there. He pushed you forward, letting you slump against Steve’s chest. Steve, who reached forward to spread your cheeks apart to give Eddie more room as he fucked your ass like the world was ending.
Finally he stopped, pressing himself so deep in you that you could feel his balls pressing against the bottom of your pussy. More than that, you could feel his hot cum fill you entirely. You whimpered against Steve’s shirt, his arms that were holding you up hugged you as he and Eddie both slowly pulled out of you.
You stayed there like that for a bit, slumped against Steve’s chest like a corpse. After you caught your breath and the tears stopped, Eddie helped you stand, walking you to the bathroom.
You stood in front of the mirror as he helped you take off your shirt. Your eyes couldn’t find his, still hidden behind that mask that looked more than good on him. “Eddie.. I wanna see you.” You turned your head to look at him and he looked down at you, face hidden.
“Shit, you know who I am..? Now I have to kill you..” He said, jokingly before taking the mask off.
You couldn’t help but laugh a little, his cheeks were so rosy and his bangs were entirely soaked, flattened down onto his forehead. He rolled his eyes, “It’s fuckin’ hot in there. Worth it for that look on your face though.” He smirked, making you blush as he ripped off his shirt.
He turned on the shower, helping you inside and following you. The hot water resolved the aches you didn’t realize you had, from getting essentially gang banged on the floor, if two men count as a gang.
Eddie washed your hair for you, massaging your scalp as Steve finally joined you both after cleaning the aftermath in the hallway. “I took care of your mess.” He smiled as he leaned in to kiss you, your hands finding his broad freckled shoulders.
You rinsed out your hair, then let Eddie coat it in conditioner while Steve tenderly washed your body, particularly gentle over your hips and knees which he correctly assumed to be sore, kissing over your stomach and chest as the water overhead washed the soap away.
You tiredly helped wash each of them, your soapy hands massaging over Steve’s tan chest, soap foaming over his chest hair. You kissed Eddie’s cheek as you rinsed the shampoo out of his wild hair, that was temporarily tamed by the weight of the water hanging from each strand.
It wasn’t too long before you were finally dry, head laying against Eddie’s chest with your legs in Steve’s lap, his hands rubbing at your now socked feet, some scary movie playing on the tv, and your popcorn cold and long forgotten on the table.
repost because tumblr was messing with me </3