Never Have I Ever // Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader
Summary: Since the party you were planning to attend got rained out, you and your best friend would have a party for two at his house. But, what happens when inhibitions are lost and lines crossed during a drinking game?
wc: ~4k
Author's note: Forewarning, there is minimal proof reading on this little one shot! I had a stroke of inspiration and used the results of a poll I held to morph the type of fic I was going to post! Thank you if you voted!
Warnings: My blog is 18+ so MDNI!! inebriated intercourse, p in v sex, oral (f receiving, face riding), handjobs, slight overstimulation, unprotected sex (wrap it up), moaning, slight talk of Robin's sexuality and reader kissing a girl once, use of gendered language like girl and nicknames like dolly, no use of Y/N, only minorly proofed.
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“You didn’t answer the question!” Eddie prodded.
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Your plans to attend a bush party at Lover’s Lake was thwarted by an aggressive thunderstorm. You and your best friend decided to reserve the party for the two of you, a pizza, joint, and the flask of whiskey you were planning to tote to the lake. You lazed against Eddie’s side on the ratty futon under the modest awning attached to the Munson trailer. The joint paired well with listening to the rain pat on the tin roof, thunder sparsely underscoring your conversations. Your half baked idea of playing party games with the two of you would soon be your downfall.
“Let’s play never have I ever first” you propose. Eddie rolls his eyes and scoffs at you. You throw a pointed look at him.
“What are you, twelve?”
“It’s a party! We said we have to play party games!” you whined.
“How are we gonna play this when I know, like, everything about you?” Eddie poked into your side. The few puffs of the joint you were both sharing already made you more giggly than normal. You squirmed away from Eddie’s body and sat facing him.
“Never have I ever…” Eddie watched your face twist into an adorable grimace. “Fuck, this might be harder than I thought.” Suddenly, your eyes lit up. “Oh! Okay, never have I ever drunk called an ex.” As close as you were, you and Eddie never talked about sex or girlfriends. Of course you were around for any of the girls he introduced you to, but you also knew that Eddie had a less than stellar reputation. the ' freak of hawkins high’ rarely had dates or serious girlfriends, but from his dealing and working at the Hideout, you only assumed there had been some escapades. A pang of jealousy hit your heart while you thought about someone else in Eddie’s bed, but you were curious. Did he have more experience than you? Was he curious about what you’d done? Were you willing to tell him? You tried to be nonchalant while you waited for Eddie’s response, but the questions kept swirling in your mind.
Eddie’s cheeks blushed as he put the beer can up to his mouth and took a swig. Your eyebrows raised in curious surprise.
“Who?” You blurted, almost desperate to know.
“That’s not part of the game, sweetheart.” Eddie quipped. A lopsided grin spreading from behind his can of beer. You rolled your eyes and sat back, waiting for Eddie’s question.
“Never have I ever… kissed someone of the same sex” You rolled your eyes as you swigged hastily at your beer. Eddie’s eyes doubled in size.
“Wait, what? Seriously?” He let out an impressed chuckle. You frowned at him and crossed your arms. He looked at you expectantly.
“It was fucking Heather Holloway in like softmore year and it was out of curiosity, you creep.” Eddie shook his head satisfyingly at you.
“I knew you were a freak.” He kicked at your crossed legs. You bit your lip in frustration. Fine, if Eddie wanted to get personal, you could get personal.
“Never have I ever been rejected by someone I really liked” your eyes bore into Eddie’s and you saw the rambunctious glint in his eyes dull. He lost eye contact with you as he took a sad sip of his beer. You instantly felt bad. Your hands and gaze fell to your lap.
“I thought you knew about this…” Eddie peeped. You violently shook your head. Eddie opened his mouth and shut it again, unsure of if he really wanted to tell you. He doubted it, but the looming anxiety that you would judge him, or use this as ammunition against him later. He fought the feelings and words came out like vomit.
“Carol Perkins. I… I asked her out when I was a junior and she was a senior. I thought I had seen her looking at me. Billy Hargrove, who I mistook as one of the outcasts - you know Hargrove - actively anti King Steve and the institution. He told me he overheard Carol talking about wanting to go out with me. So, I asked her…” Eddie took a sharp inhale “She laughed in my face and the next day I found a dead racoon in my locker. The basketball had stolen my stash and I was out a hellfire shirt and my month’s rent…” he still had the ability to let out a dry chuckle. “But that’s the day that I said fuck it all and started doing shit just for me, so I guess in a way I should thank them. If all of that shit didn’t happen I don’t think we would have started hanging out.” He flashes you a sad smile and you don’t know if it's the joint or the beer, but all you want to do is crawl into Eddie’s lap and kiss the frown off his face.
“Anyways” Eddie cleared his throat “My turn..” Eddie’s face formed into a mischievous grin. “Never have I ever thought about sleeping with someone in our friend group.” Your face paled and you felt your stomach sink to your ass. Since senior year, you had formed fast friendships with your small circle. You thought of Eddie, Steve, Robin, Nancy and Jonathan as family rather than friends. They were there for you more than your parents were. You did everything together. Thinking of one of them in a romantic way, more than friendship, that would be insane wouldn’t it? You felt your stomach tighten in anxiety and you raised the warming can of beer to your lips. The pats of rain seemed deafening. Your gaze flicked between Eddie’s surprised face and the gloomy parking lot.
“Okay, you can’t withhold this information from me,” Eddie said, all too excited to pick your brain. He needed to know if you had thought about him too. Fuck he thought to himself, I knew she had the hots for Harrington. Who doesn’t? His heart sank preemptively. You violently shook your head at him, followed by as many nopes as the air in your lungs could muster.
“Come on, sweetheart. You’re killing me!” Eddie repositioned so he was sitting on his heels, right up and facing you, his eyes pleading. You crossed your arms, you weren’t budging.
“What if I ask a name and you drink if it's that person? Will you answer me?” Eddie begged.
“Never have I ever sold drugs,” your voice was pointed, hoping to get him to drink and take the hint.
“You didn’t answer the question.” Eddie prodded. “Will you drink if I say a name?” He took the joint from the ashtray and put it to your lips “Come onnnnnnnn! It’s just us, I’m not gonna say anything.” you rolled your eyes as you took the joint from Eddie and took a large inhale. He smiled at you wickedly.
“Okay, is it Byers?” you took another drag of the joint. Eddie eyed the hand holding your beer, watching for any twitches or inklings of your hand moving.
“Wheeler?” you scoffed and shook your head.
“Assuming Buckley is out of the question then… But does she know that you’ve swung both ways? She might be into it” You scoffed and hit Eddie on the shoulder while he snickered at you with a small ‘I’m kidding’
“So, then it’s obvious!” Eddie’s smile widened and your heart faltered.
“You are so in love with Steve Harrington!” Eddie closed his eyes and made fake kissy noises at you. To his surprise, he opened his eyes to see your cheeks furiously red, but the beer had not left your lap. Eddie looks at you confused.
“But that’s everyo-”
“You forgot one person, Munson.” Your voice was barely above a whisper. You wanted the universe to swallow you whole.
“Wait, me?” Eddie seemed genuinely shocked. Your eyes locked and you brought the beer up to your lips, tilted your head all the way back and finished the remainder of what was in the can. You felt your body shaking. You threw the can to the ground and looked at Eddie. Desperate for him to say something.
“Your turn.” You flashed the boy a confused look. That’s all he wanted to say. You sat frozen and overwhelmed, unsure of what to say.
“Ask me the same question I just asked you” Eddie demanded. His voice was low and grovely.
“Never have I ever thought about sleep-” You couldn’t finish the question before Eddie’s lips were on his can of beer, following your suit and finishing the rest in a large chug. Your mouth opened in awe. Before you could say anything, Eddie threw his can to the ground and lunged to you, his hands finding your fiery cheeks and lips connecting with yours. His mouth felt searing on yours, like he was welding himself to you. Your breath was instantly robbed from your lungs. You couldn’t help but fall back on the futon, Eddie’s body trapping you underneath him. You kiss him back, feverishly, worried that if Eddie moved his lips too far away from yours that he would disappear and you would never get to kiss him again.
Eddie pulled his mouth from yours and you whined in protest. Your whimper dissolved in your throat as the mophead’s soft lips made purchase with the pulse point where your ear and jaw met. You felt Eddie’s smile pressed against you as you squirmed under his touch. In a swift movement, Eddie pulled himself back against the futon and pulled you on top of him, more than happy to meet your lips again when you straddled on top of him.
“I can’t even tell you how long I have wanted to do that” Eddie panted between kisses. You moaned at his words, granting him access to discover your mouth with his tongue. His hands ghosted down the sides of your torso to your hips and you bucked at his soft touch. He hissed at the friction of your denim clad core grinding against him.
“Eddie, I…” the boy shushed you, his eyes looked up to you, impossibly dark and pleading.
“Can I take you inside, please?” Eddie groveled. You obliged him with a nod and a smile. You squealed as Eddie stood up with you in his arms and he swung the front door open. The door closed with a slam and Eddie had you pressed against the cold door, the shock eliciting a sharp hiss from you that made a knot form in Eddie’s core.
His mouth found yours again, but his kiss was frantic, a gnash of tongue and teeth that led you panting, barely able to keep up. Eddie needed to show you how bad he wanted you. Your arms migrated around his neck and hands raked through his curls at the nape of his neck. His rumbly groan into your kiss swollen lips sent sparks through your veins. Eddie mouthed at the sides of your lips and trailed down your neck to your collarbone. He sucked an indigo bruise into your skin. You sighed in pain, and then in pleasure as Eddie licked over the offended skin. He traced sloppy kisses across the old v neck t-shirt you were wearing. Eddie pulled away and looked at you and thought he could cum right there. You already looked so fucked out: skin a rosy flush, freckles on display and chest heaving with need. You leaned forward at him, desperate to feel his lips back on yours.
“You’re perfect” Eddie whispered before reattaching his lips to yours. He swung you from the door and clumsily led you down the hallway to his room, only disconnecting from you to take short breaths. You both collapsed into the metalhead’s unmade bed. His room always felt like home to you. You had watched countless movies, read books, laughed and cried in this room. This felt like an extension of your own home; but now there was an unfamiliar threshold that you had crossed.
Eddie pulled at the hem of your shirt, a silent plea for you to remove it. You obliged him and took it off, putting your bralette on display. You felt self conscious about your underwear choice, but Eddie looked at you like you hung the moon. He sent you a wicked smile that reminded you of your friend Eddie, not this interesting stranger sat in front of you.
“So, doll. You said you had dreams about us” He cooed as he prowled towards you. You backed yourself up until you were leaning against his wall, nipples threatening to poke through the thin fabric that concealed your decency. You nodded at him, already too kiss drunk and desperate to respond.
“Tell me what we did in your dream? What do you want me to do to you, princess?” Eddie’s growl went straight to your core and the tension you felt in your abdomen tightened impossibly.
“Everything, Eddie. Give me everything” you breathed.
“Well, I can’t do that with these on” Eddie tisked as he played with the metal button on your jeans. “Can I take those off you, doll? I think they’d look better on the floor anyways” You whimpered a yes as Eddie expertly slid your jeans down your thighs. Eddie felt his mouth water as he drank new parts of your body in. He studied the moles and freckles that he saw leading up your thighs, just in case you changed your mind and you never wanted to do this again.
His large hands trailed up and down your bare sides and an eruption of goosebumps formed on your skin.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful.”
Eddie pushed a greedy kiss onto your lips before pushing himself down on the bed. His pupils dilated as he leveled himself with your clothed core.
“Eddie,” you pleaded, grabbing at the shoulders of his shirt.
“You feeling singled out, doll?” Eddie cooed as he pulled his shirt off. You had seen Eddie shirtless, plenty of times. But now, you noticed the small details. How his pecks subtly popped, dark black ink scrawled on his ribs. His skin was so pale you could see faint purple outlines of veins kissing his skin. You sat up to meet his torso, peppering it with kisses and small nibbles, feeling Eddie tensing in pleasure and hearing his soft moans as you kissed lower and lower. You grabbed for Eddie’s belt, but he grabbed your wrist in protest.
“I want to make this about you right now, doll” you pouted at his declaration. “Trust me, I’ll give you your chance to take my cock, but right now I just really need to see you - to taste you. Is that okay?” He was stern, but his eyes were soft, searching for any hesitation in your glowing eyes. You bit your lip in an anxiously excited smile. Eddie pushed you back into his pillows and he lowered himself back down to your heat. Your breathing had picked up and he hadn’t even touched you yet. Eddie set his hand on your pussy and you gasped in euphoria. Eddie’s smile put both of his dimples on display. He looked up with you in pride. He loved that he was able to make you feel this good already - fuck, he had barely touched you. With a small ‘fuck’ under his breath, he pressed the pad of his thumb into the crease where your clit rested, throbbing eagerly in anticipation. Eddie could feel how wet you were already and he couldn’t help but buck his hips into his mattress as you writhed at his touch. Eddie wished he could capture every sweet sound you were making so he could listen to you forever. He teased you by swirling tight, slow circles around your clit. He laughed when you gave him a flustered huff. You needed more, or else you might explode.
You were indulged as Eddie pulled your underwear down to reveal your waiting pussy. God, you had made a mess for him already. You wanted to cross your legs, to hide from him, but Eddie let out a pornographic moan as he spread your legs wider. You looked down to him, his brown eyes blown out, waiting for any protest before continuing. You sent him a lovestruck smile and he swiped his tongue against your slick core. Your eyes rolled back and Eddie hummed into you.
“So sweet, doll. So fucking sweet”
Eddie explored all of you with his tongue; reaching places you had never felt pleasure before. You could feel a rutting at the bottom of the bed, underscored by Eddie’s soft grunts. Whatever cool you had was fading fast; with Eddie’s assault on you, along with him chasing his own pleasure, the knot in your core was threatening to snap. You sang a chorus of pleases and yesses to the head of curls between your legs. You snaked your hand into his curls and tugged, frantically trying anything to ground yourself. Eddie groaned and pulled away from you, an almost evil smirk on his face.
“I want you to fuck my face doll. Show me just how you like it. Use me, please.” Eddie panted at you. He stuck his tongue back onto your quivering core and you instinctively bucked your hips. Eddie’s hand grabbed the wrist that was in his hair as an encouragement to use him as leverage. He happily stuck his tongue out flat to give you the most surface to play with.
You had never made the sounds you made on Eddie’s tongue; moans were borderline screams as your whole bloodstream flushed with lava.
“Good girl, dolly. Cum for me, please. Make yourself cum.” Eddie’s praises drove you over the edge and you felt a hot white rush flood your body. Your legs shook and your grip on Eddie’s hair loosened. Eddie continued to guide your hips in a small circular motion to guide you through your orgasm, happily lapping up all the essence you’d give him.
“Eddie, please, I need you” you had little strength in you to beg, but if you didn’t feel Eddie inside you, you thought you might die.
“You want that, honey? You want me to fuck you?”
“Eddie, I literally haven’t wanted anything more” You knew you would chide yourself later for the desperation, but Eddie didn’t care. He fumbled with his belt as you sat yourself up. Eddie looked at you quizzically when he peeled off his jeans.
“I want to ride you please, Eddie. If… if that’s okay.” Eddie’s smile could be contested only by the cheshire cat.
“Is that what you think about? Riding me?” Eddie almost giggled in glee - you saw another flash of the boy you were so proud to call your best friend; willing to tease, but looked at you like a piece of art. You coyly shook your head. Eddie sat himself against the wall and pulled his boxers down, exposing his painfully hard cock.
You hadn’t seen many in your life, and hardly knew what an exceptional cock was, but Eddie’s was the best you had ever seen. Length and Girth equally impressive, and a manicured bundle of hair set at the base. His upper thighs were decorated with more tattoos that you hadn’t seen before. You drank the metalhead’s body in before leaning in to touch him. It was Eddie’s turn to blush. He could tell from the shimmer in your eyes that you thought he was beautiful.
You tentatively wrapped your hand around the base of his cock and Eddie let go a long hiss while tipping his head back. He was so close already and it took all of his strength to ground himself. He bit his bottom lip until he swore he tasted blood. He couldn’t stand to watch you pump him, in fear of finishing way too quickly. He focused on his breath while you traced his length deliciously slowly.
“Honey, please,” Eddie whimpered. “I need you on top of me or else I’m not gonna make it.” Eddie let out a breathy chuckle. You swung your leg over his body and lined your entrance up with his weeping cock. He grabbed his base and guided his head through your slick folds - wet enough to lubricate his entrance. You looked to Eddie for permission to sink onto him and both of your chests wracked out loud moans as you fully sheathed him inside you. You stilled, getting used to the stretch; you leaned into Eddie’s pale torso, showering kisses across his chest and neck. His large hands captured your cheeks and he pulled you into a kiss.
Something was different. Your kisses were desperate, explorative before. But you felt Eddie’s desire and longing for you. He told you with every move of his mouth how much you meant to him, how beautiful he thought you were and how much he wanted to spend all of his time with you. Your heart squeezed and you thought it may explode. Eddie pulled his mouth away from yours and steadied his hands on your hips in a tight grip. You watched Eddie concentrate while he looked at his dick sinking out of your cunt and disappearing into you again. Your heart flipped looking at his concentration. Eddie's brows were furrowed and his tongue poked out of his bottom lip - like it did most times he was deep in concentration. There was a sheen of sweat that formed on his forehead, making some of his rogue curls stick to his skin. He looked unreal, one of the most beautiful things you had seen in your life. Eddie bucked into you at an increasing pace, hitting spots that you could only wish your own fingers could reach. The boy’s pink lips parted in ecstasy as he began to fuck up into you harder.
“Fuck, sweetheart, I’m gonna.. I-”
You planted your hands on Eddie's chest and grinded down on his hips, stilling his thrusts. His eyes flew open at you and he dug small crescent shapes into your sides. He choked out a pornographic sob as you rolled your hips. The slick of your own wetness added extra friction to Eddie’s abdomen, hurdling you closer to another orgasm. You grabbed Eddie’s chin, desperate to watch him unravel for you.
“Cum for me Eddie, I need to feel you” you tried to sound forceful and dominating, but with your own finish impending, you could barely get the words out. Tears pricked Eddie’s cheeks as waves of pleasure wracked his body. You could feel him twitching inside of you and it made your legs begin to shake. Suddenly, Eddie’s grip hardened and allowed him to fuck up into you, sending aftershocks through his own body and throwing you over the edge yet again.
You screamed out in pure pleasure, no other place for all the energy in your body to get out. You shook around Eddie as his face distorted in pleasure and overstimulation. You collapsed onto his chest, breathing matching Eddie’s hard pants. He pulled you over to his side with praises.
You both quieted and sat in contemplative silence. The only sound was the pounding rain continuing its barrage on Hawkins.
“Well?” Eddie finally broke the silence “Was it as good as you imagined it would be?” You rolled your eyes as he poked at your side.
“I’m never telling you anything ever again, Munson,” you joked. He took a dramatic breath and pretended to be offended.
“Well I never! You’re supposed to tell your boyfriend everything!”
“Boyfriend eh?” You blushed.
“Well, I feel at this point it’s only natural.” Eddie joked. He kissed you softly, carefully, as if your lips were rose petals. “And, I know we’re past playing never have I ever, but when I thought about you, it always ended up with you being my girlfriend.” Eddie shot you a nervous smile. His cheeks grew red.
“Well, I did say give me everything, didn’t I?”
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