Common Marlon Wayans W

a learning opportunity / eddie munson

rated: m (18+, minors DNI)

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cw: virgin!eddie, mention of mileven inappropriately (gareth is kinda an ass here sorry), eddie has a praise kink, oral (f receiving), protected sex, cumming in underwear, cursing, boob play, eddie being fascinated and shy and adorable, 7.1k words, unedited

you offer to teach eddie how sex actually works and he couldn't be more thankful.

a/n: sorry i've been mia, i've been working a lot and super unmotivated to write due to tumblr taking my engagement way down :/

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  “it’s not like it’s one of my priorities,” mike wheeler rolls his eyes, putting another forkful of the school spaghetti into his mouth.

  gareth cocks his head at him. “you’re telling me you’re going all the way to california to see your girlfriend and you’re just not going to get your dick wet? wasted trip man,” he says.

  “oh stop it, they’re fourteen,” you say, throwing a raisin at gareth.

  jeff raises his hand as he finishes chewing. “also, i don’t think you have room to talk, you’re a virgin,” jeff says.

  a glare is thrown jeff’s way. “so are you,” gareth accuses.

  jeff scoffs, “i never claimed i wasn’t.” the two boys glare at one another as you continue eating.

  “my point still stands,” gareth says, crossing his arms.

  jeff snorts, “how you gonna give him pointers if you’ve never been within five feet of a woman?”

  dustin puts his head into his hands as mikes face scrunches in disgust. “he doesn’t need them, that’s enough guys,” you say in a weak attempt to get them to shut up about it, obviously it was making mike uncomfortable.

  gareth looks around the table before his eyes settle on eddie. “eds can help out. right eds? tell mike how he can actually make his girlfriend happy,” gareth says. eddie freezes mid chew for a moment.

  nerves shoot through his body. eddie was not experienced contrary to what the rest of the guys believed. they saw the many girls head home with him after shows and just assumed. if they really paid attention, they’d realize the only thing eddie could describe was a blowjob. because that’s the farthest he’s ever gone, and only once. he’s also to blame for never denying the boy’s assumptions, but it would be too embarrassing to do now.

  you, always being great at understanding eddie and his emotions, noticed his body language. he nervously looked around the table and it clicked. eddie was a virgin. his eyes landed on yours and he felt the air get punched out of his lungs. you knew. goddamnit. 

  you give him a subtle nod, trying to get him not to panic. “uh,” he starts, looking up to mike and then gareth. he clears his throat and straightens up. “no, i'm not going to do that. he’s fourteen guys, really? he doesn’t need to be doing that shit already,” eddie says and you let out an over dramatic sigh.

  “thank you, eddie! god, guys can’t you see you’ve made mike super uncomfortable,” you say in an annoyed tone.

  mike looks over to you and eddie giving you both a nod of appreciation. gareth looks down in embarrassment. “sorry about that mike,” he apologizes.

  “it’s fine,” mike shrugs, turning his attention back to the comic book between him and dustin. eddie looks over to you, stomach churning with nerves that you’d expose him to the guys. you just give him a kind smile and go back to eating your box of raisins.

the topic doesn’t come up again for a week and a half despite it having eddie on edge almost constantly. 

  tonight though, your parents were going into the city to stay in a fancy hotel for their anniversary which would leave you home alone. call it childish but being alone scared you. eddie knew from previous sleepovers how much you hated an empty house, so when you asked him to stay with you he didn’t hesitate to agree. he also could never say no to you. 

  a knock on your front door indicates his arrival and you jump up from your spot on the couch. you swing open the door to reveal the one and only eddie munson. he gives you a bright smile, holding up a bag from the dollar store full of snacks. “got your favorites,” he says as you step to the side.

  you pout slightly, “eds, you didn’t have to do that.” eddie just gives you a shrug as he pushes off his beat up shoes. 

  “i wanted to have a good night with my girl, shoot me,” he says sarcastically as he nudges you with his arm. a bit of warmth spreads through you when he calls you his girl and you turn away to close the door. the second you turn around, he’s throwing his arm over your shoulders and guiding you to the living room. “the golden girls? no, we’re changing this shit,” he grumbles, flopping on the couch. he sets the bag of snacks and drinks on the coffee table, swapping them for the remote.

  you fall next to him, leaning into his side. “but i like this show,” you say.

  eddie wraps his arm around you, beginning to scan the channels. “yeah, i know, but i need something more brain stimulating,” he says, flipping past miami vice. 

  you scoff but let him scan until he lands on a crime show. “surprised you didn’t put in a horror film,” you murmur.

  “not dark enough for that yet,” he dismisses, leaning forward and grabbing a bag of pretzels. he leans back, throwing his socked feet up on the coffee table and pulling you closer. you open the bag for him before setting them on his lap for the both of you to get. “where’d mommy and daddy go this time?” he asks, biting into a pretzel.

  you grab one as well, letting the saltiness cover your tongue. “just into indianapolis, they’re members at that one fancy hotel,” you explain.

  eddie nods in understanding. “a night to fuck all they want, huh?” he chuckles and you slap him in the chest.

  “don’t talk about my parents like that, ugh gross, eds,” you groan and he laughs at you. 

  he just hums and settles further into the couch and you both fall into watching the show. after around thirty minutes the phone begins to ring. you let out a whine of annoyance since you were so comfortable but push yourself up to get it anyway. “why don’t you just let it ring?” eddie raises his brow as you walk to it.

  you give him a look over you shoulder. “what if it’s my parents?” you say pointedly.

  eddie smirks. “let me know if it is so i can start moaning,” he jokes. you give him the finger before disappearing into the kitchen to grab the ringing phone. eddie hears you talking on the phone but doesn’t bother trying to listen in. instead he opens up a pack of m&m’s to pop a few in his mouth.

  the conversation doesn’t last long and you’re back in the living room with a less than impressed look on your face. “not mom and dad?” eddie asks, shoving a few more m&ms in his mouth. 

  you shake your head making your way to him and plopping on the couch. this time you sit sideways, facing eddie. “nope, just nathan,” you say, rolling your eyes before holding out your hand for some m&ms.

  eddie furrows his brow, placing them in your hand. “nathan mccray?” he asks, an imagine of the golfer flashing in his mind. you nod, grabbing a singular m&ms and placing it in your mouth. “why's he calling you?” eddie pushes, partly because he’s just curious, but he also can’t pretend he doesn’t feel the jealousy bubbling inside. 

  “he heard my parents were out of town so he wanted to see if he could come over. god, you hook up with a guy twice and he thinks he owns you,” you grumble, shaking your head.

  eddie’s eyes widen and he chokes on a half eaten m&m. you look at him in alarm, grabbing his shoulder as he coughs. “you’re hooking up with mccray?” he asks, dumbfounded. you give him a slow nod, brows furrowed. “i-i thought you were a virgin, woah, okay,” eddie says, looking to the side and wiping the tears that had formed during his harsh coughing fit.

  you give him a questioning look. “i’ve really never told you the virginity story?” you ask and his eyes widen further as if they could pop out of his head.

  “n-nope,” he stutters and looks away. “so not everyone at our table is… what the fuck?” he asks to himself.

  you purse your lips, wondering if you should even bring it up. it’s been on your mind for over a week now, and you were just so curious. “you’re a virgin, aren’t you, eddie?” you ask quietly.

  alarm bells are ringing through eddie’s body as soon as the word leaves your lips. he stares straight ahead, biting on the inside of his lip as he brings his hand up to cover half his face. “yeah,” he utters, barely a whisper.

  you place a hand on his knee comfortingly. “eds, you really shouldn’t be embarrassed,” you say softly.

  he closes his eyes a takes a breath. “i should though, because all the guys think i get hella girls when really i freak out everytime they come on to me,” he complains, running his hands down his face. 

  your tongue wets your lips as you bunch your brows. “why do you freak out, if you don’t mind me asking?” you push.

  eddie drops his hands dramatically to his lap and huffs. “because i don’t know what to do past making out,” he whines.

  you laugh lightly and shake your head. “obviously not, eddie. you’ve never done it before, why would you know exactly what to do your first time?” you say as he blows a breath from his lips.

  “but everyone thinks i have done it before,” eddie says in a defeated tone. “and now i’ve waited too long,” he adds, looking down at his lap.

  you drum your fingertips on his knee as you think. “can i ask why you haven’t tried to figure it out with someone yet?” you ask after a moment of silence.

  eddie glances up at you before looking back to where he was twirling a frayed edge of his ripped jeans. “i don’t want them to make fun of me… i-i don’t trust them because they only want one night, you know?” he admits insecurely. 

  you frown at his words, feeling sympathy flood your chest. “can i say something?” you say, feeling bold. eddie looks up at you from under his bangs and gives a slow, cautious nod. “you could’ve asked me… i mean, if you trust me,” you throw out and eddie goes rigid in his seat. 

  “huh?”

  your hand retracts from his knee as you begin to mess with your fingers. “i didn’t mean to be weird, i just… i don’t know,” you say, shaking your head in dismissal.

  eddie blinks a few times. “no, no, it’s just… you would want to… with me?” he asks, gesturing dramatically to himself.

  “why is that hard to believe?” you ask curiously. 

  eddie scoffs. “because you’re you, y/n. you’re really pretty and perfect and i… i smoke too much and dress in like the same clothes everyday,” he says.

  you narrow your eyes in more confusion than a threat. “eddie, you know you’re hot, right?” you say.

  eddie blinks, cheeks flushing. “what?” he asks, shocked.

  “oh, come on, eddie, you can’t possibly not know. you’ve got those big brown eyes that show everything, your hair impossibly perfect like all the time, your face is just… it’s so pretty, and then come on. your arms and those hands, to die for. you’re like the perfect height and on top of that you have the best personality out of every man i’ve ever met,” you explain, gradually inching closer. eddie’s face is red and his eyes are wide as he processes all your compliments.

  he blinks once, then twice before looking down to your lips. before you can say something else, he’s crashing his lips onto yours. he grabs the sides of your face, pressing himself as close as he can in your awkward seated position. you let out a small moan at the contact and place one hand on the side of his neck and the other on his thigh. 

  eddie feels a desire inside of him ignite as he tilts his head to the side, deepening the kiss by sliding his tongue across your bottom lip. you pull away, eddie letting out a needy whimper before he can process, and shove him back. you quickly clamber onto his lap and attach your lips to his once again.

  his hands find a spot low on your hips quickly as yours rest on his chest, fingernails carefully dragging down. his tongue glides over your lips for access once again and this time you grant it. your tongues slide against each other as you choose to ignore the nudging of his hardening cock against your inner thigh. eddie isn’t able to go much longer before needing a breath. he reluctantly parts from you, taking a deep breath and staring at you with lust-filled eyes. “y/n…?” he questions breathily.

  you give him a reassuring smile when you see the nerves behind his eyes. “yeah?” you ask, twirling a strand of his hair around your finger.

  he bites his lip, looking down. “would you uh… would you teach me?” he asks, glancing back up at you.

  “teach you what? how to… have sex?” you ask, trying to confirm.

  eddie blushes again, nervous smile on his face as he lets out a barely there chuckle. “yeah… and how to um, how to eat a girl… out,” he says, inner lip caught between his teeth. you feel a pull deep within your stomach as arousal burns your center. 

“oh, you want to do that?” you ask, ignoring the immediate urge to jump on his offer.

eddie nods eagerly. “please, i-i’ve thought about it for so long. if you’re okay with it, obviously,” he begs, then stopping to make sure you weren’t weirded out. 

you close your eyes, trying to pull yourself together. you get up from his lap, sending him into a slight panic before holding out your hand. “let’s go to my room,” you say, causing eddie’s cheeks to redden further despite you not thinking it was possible. 

  he places his hand in yours, letting you pull him off the couch. you guide him towards the stairs as he follows, nervously stumbling as he stares in slight awe. “i can’t believe this is happening right now,” eddie mumbles to himself as the two of you make your way up the stairs.

  you glance back to him with a flirty smile. “is that a good thing or a bad thing?” you tease, pulling him towards you on the landing.

  eddie squeezes your hand, scanning your face as he lets it set in. “very good thing,” he confirms, mesmerized by your quiet giggle before quite literally dragging him to your room.

  “what can i do to help your nerves?” you ask as you both step into your room. you rest both hands on his biceps, rubbing up and down soothingly.

  eddie’s heart thumps harder at that. you’d always been his super caring best friend, but something about those words cause a foreign feeling to warm his chest. he looks around your room, taking in the familiar four walls. “um, is it okay if we put on some music… it just-,” eddie asks nervously.

  but he isn’t able to finish his sentence without you cutting him off. “-helps you calm down, i know, eds,” you say softly. eddie feels the warmth spread within him as you press a kiss to his cheek. he’s unable to stop himself from grabbing your face and connecting his lips to yours in a kiss of appreciation. you smile into the kiss, but don’t drag it out. you pull away in order to head over to your stereo. after shuffling through your mixtapes, you find the one eddie had made you about a year ago that was a mix of both of your music tastes. once it’s rewinded to the beginning you turn it to a lower volume, just softly serving as background noise. 

  you walk back to eddie and grab both of his hands, guiding him to sit on the edge of your bed. “what are you comfortable starting with?” you ask, sitting next to him. eddie looks at you anxiously before looking back at your intertwined hands. 

“how do you normally start?” he asks shyly. did he really want to know about how you fucked other guys? no. but it’s not like he had a clue what to do. 

you purse your lips, thinking of how you were going to ease eddie into this. “how about we take some clothes off, yeah? get more comfortable?” you suggest. eddie is straight up gnawing on his bottom lip, eyes blown wide with a mix of anticipation and lust. 

flashes of you in nothing but a bra and underwear cloud his imagination, and he can’t help but need to see it. he nods quickly, hands untangling from yours to begin to tug at his shirt. “wait,” you stop him, feeling bad as his excitement falters. “will you let me do it?” you ask.

eddie’s throat runs dry as he processes. “y-yeah,” he stutters, watching your hands reach for the hem off his shirt. you slowly bunch it within your hands and begin to pull. eddie raises his arms for you, letting you completely remove his shirt. you throw it somewhere to the side and your hands fall to his chest.

a small hum leaves your lips as you run your fingers over his tattooed skin. “you are so handsome, eddie,” you say, looking up to meet his eye. it doesn’t last more than a split second before eddie diverts his eyes, the compliment causing his skin to momentarily burn hotter. “here, you want to take mine off?” you ask.

“please,” eddie breathes, hands going to your waist. you give him a final nod of confirmation and he tears your shirt off quickly. “oh, shit,” he mumbles softly, eyes falling to your breasts that were being contained by a baby pink bra. he shifts in his seat, dick hardening at the sight in front of him. you reach out for his hands and then carefully bring them to hover your tits. “can i?” he asks eagerly and you give him a nod. he grabs your tits in his hands, taking in a sharp breath as he squeezes them. 

you let him squeeze and run his fingers along the smooth fabric for a few moments before shifting closer. “you can take my bra off,” you say and the nerves return to his eyes again.  

his hands fall, resting on your sides instead. “is it just a clasp…?” he asks, scanning your tits.

you scoot closer, eddie looking at you cautiously. “yep, it’s in the back so you’ll have to reach around,” you say. eddie’s lip gets sucked into his mouth as he moves his hands to your back. you can feel him shaking against your as his fingers follow the band. “hey,” you say, reaching up and tucking some hair away from his face. his hands freeze as he looks between your eyes. “there’s no reason to be nervous,” you start, holding his face between your hands. “it’s just me, i don’t expect you to be amazing at everything. don’t rush either, we have all night so you just take as long as you need,” you say, resting your forehead against his before giving him a kiss, soft and slow. 

eddie’s eyes shut as he takes a breath, inhaling your scent and kissing you back. he forces himself to relax and not over think. when you do pull away from him, he has to hold back a whine and remember that you’d get there. his fingers find the clasp and he tries pushing it together to get it to release. he huffs in annoyance when he can’t get it, leaning further over you to try and get it. “what the hell,” he mutters, getting frustrated. 

you lean into his chest, letting him see over your shoulder to see the clasp. you place delicate kisses to his chest and they do their job since you feel him relaxing into you. he finally is able to undo the clasp of your bra so you lean back, letting him pull the straps down your arms. the bra is discarded off the side of your bed and eddie’s eyes are trained on your tits, nipples hardening in the cold air. “i’m not just saying this because your fucking boobs are in my face, but you are so beautiful,” he says, glancing up to you. 

you giggle lightly and then lean back on your arms. “go crazy, pretty boy,” you say and eddie wastes no time leaning down to place kisses on your collar bone. “if you want to turn a girl on, most of the time her boobs are a good place to start,” you begin explaining as his fingers dig into the flesh of your hips. “it’s different for every girl, but i really like when guys leave hickies on my boobs. to really get me wet though, you should eventually either pinch at or roll my nipples. and only if you want to, suck on them,” you explain, pushing away the embarrassment because you know he wants to be taught this. 

eddie hums in understandment, his kisses trailing down to the tops of your breasts. you watch him with a small smile as he timidly kisses a spot near your cleavage on your left breast over and over. he looks up at you from under his bangs, trying to see if he’d found a good spot. “perfect, you’re doing so good,” you praise, pressing your chest up and further into his mouth. eddie looks back down to your skin, cheeks still aflame and begins sucking right where you’d told him to. 

your eyes close at the feeling, heat traveling down to your core. when eddie finally pulls away, he sees the dark mark he’d left and smiles in triumph. one of his hands disappears from your waist and you watch him reach down and readjust himself. “you want to take your jeans off before we keep going?” you ask.

“but i’m not done with your tits yet,” he complains, leaning back down to start kissing them again. 

you bite your lower lip as you feel the first bits of arousal dampen your folds. “you can take a second to get out of your jeans and then come back to them, baby,” you say. eddie looks up at you for a moment as he pulls away. he looks between you and his pants before nodding. you reach forward, grabbing his handcuff belt and undoing it, watching the way his abdomen clenches under your soft touch. you dip your fingers into his waistline, grazing the coarse hair that makes up his happy trail. a shaky breath leaves his lips when your fingertips ghost over his hard cock.

he curses himself knowing the second he sinks into your warm, wet, and welcoming walls he’ll more than likely bust right there. just sucking on your tits and your words were already getting him going and he was slightly embarrassed. you remove your hands, instead grabbing the sides and tugging. eddie pushes himself to stand, letting you tug his jeans to the floor before stepping out of them. his cock is straining against his boxers and he knows you’re staring. “want your tits again,” he says, going back to his previous position and trying to take your focus off his cock. you give him a smile and move back to where you were before. 

eddie finds another place and begins sucking, ready to leave another bruise. you let him work at his own pace, squeezing your legs together as you became more and more aroused. eddie whined into your skin, a hand traveling up to have his fingers brush over your hardened peak. “like this?” he asked insecurely, slowly rolling your nipple between his thumb and pointer finger.

you nod, lip lodged between your teeth. he presses a little harder, dick twitching when your eyes fall shut and a quiet moan leaves your lips. “good boy,” you say, back arching to further press your chest into him. 

it’s like his brain short circuits at your praise and he can only feel his cock begging for attention. he lets his head fall forward, timidly licking your nipple in order to distract him from his current struggle. your weight shifts beneath him, as you move one hand to rest on the back on his head. eddie takes your nipple between his lips and begins sucking. a gaspy moan leaves your lips and you grip his hair. “good, fuck, eddie, that feels so good. now take your tongue and use it to flick over my- yes, just like that,” you moan, rubbing your legs together and feeling the wetness spread. 

he eventually pulls away for a moment, just to switch his his fingers and mouth but freezes when a scent hits his nose. he’d never smelt it before and it was faint of musk but also something sweet. he pushed the thought away, continuing his work on your nipples. “whenever you feel comfortable enough to move on, tell me,” you say, wanting him to know he didn’t have to stay sucking on your boobs forever.

little do you know, he would happily continue sucking on your boobs forever. your quiet moans had made his hard on throb, and he tried his hardest to will it away but he knew he couldn’t take much longer without touching himself. he pulls away, wiping his mouth of excess spit. “can i, um, eat your pussy now?” he asks timidly. you twitch, more arousal pooling in your panties at his words. you see him subconsciously reach down and palm himself over his boxers, strained expression on his face. 

you sit up, resting your hand on top of his that was on his cock. he tenses, not even realizing he had been touching himself until then. “you sure you want to do that today? you look tortured, baby. why don’t we focus on making you cum in my pussy today and then worry about that another time?” you suggest. 

eddie feels the precum leak from his tip at your words and his jaw falls slack. “i can cum inside you?” he asks, feeling like that definitely wasn’t normal. he’d been through sex ed, he knew cumming inside could result in something niether of you wanted.

you chuckle at his bewildered expression. “with a condom, eds,” you say and he nods. 

“right, but i-i don’t want to wait for this, please, let me eat you out,” he begs, grabbing your hands. 

you giggle, stroking his hair down as you admire his eyes. “you’re so cute when you beg,” you say and eddie swears he feels his like he could cum then. 

he looks between your eyes, searching. “so, you’ll let me?” he asks eagerly. you shake your head and lean forward and place a kiss to his cheek. you pull away completely, eddie watching you carefully as you crawl up your bed and rest against your pillows.

you lean back, spreading your legs comfortably before looking to eddie. “well, come here,” you chuckle, making grabby hands towards him. eddie makes his way up to you, putting his hand in your awaiting one so you can pull him up between your legs. you pull him so his hands are holding him up on either side of your shoulders. “do you want to know how to tease a bit, or just get right into it?” you ask, squeezing your knees around his hips.

he avoids looking at your lower half, knowing he could easily drop his hips and grind against your core. “i want to do whatever will make you feel the best,” he says seriously. 

“i would’ve made this offer sooner if i knew you were gonna be such a giver,” you joke, running your thumb over his cheek bone. he gives you a smile but you shake your head. “i’m just kidding, but i promise i’ll return the favor another time,” you say.

“you don’t have to do that, you don’t even know if i’m good at it.”

“you will be. now, i’m going to be honest, you’re doing really good, you’ve made me pretty wet. normally, i’d want you to do a lot of teasing, but i’m too anxious and i want you to see how good you’re doing,” you say. 

eddie nods dutifully and begins shifting down. “can i take your shorts off?” he asks and you nod. he makes quick work of pulling them off down and a strangled groan leaves his lips as he notices the dark patch on your white panties. “i did that?” he whispers, looking between your face and your cunt.

you nod, reaching for his hand which he obediently gives you once again. “mhm, touch it, baby, want you to feel what you’ve done,” you say, taking his thumb and pressing it against the wet spot. a moan leaves your lips as eddie presses down, sliding his thumb over the patch and making it grow. 

eddie watches carefully as your juices seep through the fabric, coating his thumb. “woah,” he mumbles, looking at his thumb that was now glistening in your arousal. “do i… do i take them off?” he asks, looking back up to you. 

“if you’re ready,” you say, ignoring the way your pussy clenches in need. eddie hooks his fingers in the side of your panties, taking a few breaths before yanking them down as if to rip off a bandaid. his nose is flooded with the scent from earlier and his eyes close as he inhales. it was the scent of you. 

he scoots down, dropping his body onto the bed as he settles between your bent legs. “now what?” he asks, sort of in a daze as he gazes at your slick folds. 

your hand travels down, figuring you should show him so he better understands. you try to ignore the feeling of his hot breath on your core as you dip your fingers into your pool of arousal. “my vagina, you can use your tongue to fuck me if you want to,” you instruct, circling your entrance before spreading your fingers apart and dragging them up, separating your pussy lips for him. “licking along here feels really nice, it feels best when you do a mix of having your tongue flat and pointed,” you explain, eyes shutting as you get to your clit. “this, right here, c’mere eddie, touch it,” you say and eddie follows your instruction, using his fingers to nudge yours out of the way.

he copies your circling movement, watching you moan lowly. “this is my clit, this is what will really make me cum. licking really fast, lapping almost, will get me there eventually but it feels like heaven when you suck it into your mouth. not constantly though, you need to cycle between all of it. i’ll tell you what’s feeling good and what to do next, okay?” you say. 

“so i can go ahead?” he asks, pulling his fingers from your clit. you nod and he shuffles forward, lightly grabbing the fronts of your thighs as he wrapped his arms around your legs. he leans into you, sticking out his tongue. he looks up to you, lip between your teeth as you wait in anticipation. he flattens his tongue against you before slowly dragging it up. you shudder, falling back into your pillow. 

“again,” you say and eddie follows your demand. he licks up to your clit, flicking it with his tongue before starting over again. you watch him closely as he does, heavy breaths leaving your lips. eddie is so focused on pulling pleasured noises from you that he doesn’t even notice he’s grinding his needy cock into your mattress. “faster,” you breath and eddie does just that. 

he eventually becomes curious and dips his head down, tongue pushing into your dripping hole. “fuck, yes, eddie, good boy,” you moan, reaching down to grab his hair in your hand. eddie moans in response, the vibrations riveting through you. his nose is nudging your clit with every stroke of his tongue, causing a wave of arousal to fall out of you and onto eddie’s tongue. he doesn’t let up, picking up speed as he hears your moans become more frequent and louder. your fingers run through his hair, holding his bangs out of his face. “look at me while you eat me out,” you demand, walls clenching around his tongue. eddie snaps his eyes to yours a moan leaving his own lips again as he sees your bliss filled expression.

his mouth feels good where it is, but it’s holding you at a standstill. “baby,” you say, pulling on eddie’s hair. he hums, licking his lips as he’s pulled away from your pussy. “need you to focus on my clit now, that okay?” 

eddie wastes no time, not even giving you an answer before sucking your clit into his mouth. your head falls back, legs momentarily squeezing his head. eddie feels motivated, suckling your clit harshly. “act like your- mm, making out with my clit,” you say, grinding your pussy into his mouth. eddie does what you say, licking at and closing his lips around your clit. a whimper leaves your lips as you feel the knot of your orgasm begin to tighten. “you’re doing so fucking good, eddie, fuck. so good for me, gonna make me cum,” you moan, hands pulling harshly at his hair. eddie’s hips speed up, unbeknownst to him. “fuckk, use your tongue, baby, fast, really fast,” you moan, pulling him as far into your pussy as you can.

eddie flicks his tongue over your clit quickly, looking up at you. “move to the left just a- oh, shit, eddie,” you cry out, bucking into his mouth. his tongue laps quickly at your clit, his eyes shutting as his body shudders and warmth radiates through him. his licks become heavier against your clit and slow down as eddie’s legs shake. his eyes snap open as he feels cum spurt out of his cock, filling his boxers. choked, surprised moans leave his lips as he speeds his tongue back up. he pushes the embarrassment down, speeding his tongue back up in order to make you cum. “fuck, i’m cumming,” you gasp, thighs squeezing the sides of his head as your hips grind against his face. an abundance of liquid gushes out of your pussy, coating eddie’s chin as you let out gasping moans of his name. 

eddie continues a brutal pace until you’re pushing him away. “so good,” you sigh, looking down at him. “c’mere,” you say, waving him toward you. he cautiously crawls back up to be level with you as you eye your cum glistening on his chin. you bring his lips towards yours, connecting them. you both moan into the kiss and you bring your legs up, wrapping them around eddie’s waist. you use your legs to tug him to you, freezing when you feels his softened cock squish through his messy boxers against your pussy.

you pull away and eddie just mumbles shyly, digging his face into the crook of your neck to hide from you. you drag your fingers soothingly up and down his back as you wait for him to speak up.”i-i came,” he mumbles against your neck.

“i know, baby, i can feel it,” you say softly. 

eddie cringes at that. “m’sorry,” he mutters. you shake your head, moving to kiss the side of his. 

“it’s okay, baby, we can another time,” you reassure him.

eddie pulls out from your neck with a pout. “can you just give me a few minutes… i-i’ll get hard again,” he says.

you frown, stroking his face. “sweetheart, you already came once, we don’t need to push it,” you say softly. 

eddie shakes his head, pouting. “please, y/n, if i’m a virgin for one more day i’m gonna fucking lose it,” he whines. you give him a questioning look. he dips his head down, grabbing your hand with one of his as he nuzzles his nose against yours before kissing your knuckles. “y/n, you offered to teach me, i really want you to be the one to take my virginity and i really want it to be tonight,” he admits, not caring that he sounds desperate. 

you huff. “how can i say no to you?” you say, smile covering your face. eddie quickly presses his mouth to yours, hand not holding yours gripping your hip. he grinds against your bare core, his cum making even more of a mess against him. a grunt leaves his lips as you slip your tongue in his mouth. eddie makes out with you hungrily until his dick is fully hard again. “let’s get you out of these messy boxers, yeah?” you ask breathlessly after feeling his fully hard dick brush against your clit too many times. 

eddie nods, pushing off you. you get up off the bed and he follows, watching intently as you go and grab a rag from your clean laundry. you come back to him, smiling as you press a kiss to his lips. “y/n,” he says, pulling away from your kiss, a new wave of nerves covering him. 

“yeah, babe?” you ask.

“i-i’m nervous,” he says, looking down to your hand that was lingering on his torso. 

you furrow your brows. “do you want to stop?” you ask slowly. 

“no, but i um… i don’t think i’ll be able to last long,” he admits. 

you shrug, teasing your fingers under his waistband. “that’s okay,” you assure him. 

eddie gulps, feeling guilty. “i don’t think i’ll get you to cum again before i do,” he

whispers.

you snap the band of his boxers, grabbing his attention. “i already came, and i don’t care eddie, this is about you,” you say. that foreign feeling from earlier invades eddie’s soul once more and then you’re pulling his boxers down. “oh, fuck, eds,” you observe as his steps out of his boxers. his cock was messy, coated in pearly cum and some stuck in his mess of pubic hair. his tip was red and leaking already and you were amazed at the length of him. “you’ve got such a big, pretty cock,” you coo, swiping your finger through the cum on his shaft. eddie hisses as you touch, mouth dropping as you bring the finger to your mouth, sucking his cum off it. “one day, i’m definitely sucking you off,” you say before carefully wiping him up. edde holds onto you as you do so, wanting to feel close to you. 

he whines when you pull away, but you just gesture to the bed. he follows your lead once more as you grab a condom from your bedside table. “do you know how to put this on?” you ask and he nods.

“i-i’ve practiced,” he admits with red cheeks. 

you smile at him and throw him the package. he was kneeling on the bed, watching as you resumed your previous position. “that’s cute, baby. why don’t you put that on while i make sure i’m ready for you?” you suggest. eddie nods, focusing on properly applying the condom before looking up to see you sinking three of your fingers into your pussy. his eyes are trained on you curling your fingers inside yourself as his cock twitches. “are you ready, eds?” you ask, pulling your fingers from yourself. 

eddie nods, making his way to you. you guide him into a similar position as before making sure he’s doing okay before grabbing him by the base of his cock. eddie bites his lip as his tip nudges your entrance. he watches closely as you push him into you, mesmerized watching your body swallow him almost effortlessly. the feeling of your warm walls had him choking on his breaths as his elbows buckled, dropping him to you. “baby, i-i’m not gonna last,” he whimpered when he finally was all the way inside.

tears stung the corners of his eyes in a mix of embarrassment and overwhelming pleasure. you hold his face between your hands and kiss his nose. “that’s okay, just feel it. if you cum in a couple seconds then you do, after a couple more times it won’t happen so fast,” you reassure him. he nods, a few tears falling. you quickly wipe them away, experimentally clenching around him. he shudders, a moan leaving his lips. “pull your hips back, then just start thrusting at a pace that feels good,” you instruct.

eddie pulls his hips back just as you had told him to and then pushes back in, sinking into you. his jaw falls, moan leaving his mouth as the friction causes him to twitch. he pulls back again, falling into a pace based on the beat of the music in the background. “good job, baby, your cock feels so good,” you encourage, feeling him hit you deeper than any one had before. eddie whines, his eyes screwing shut as he tries to hold off his orgasm just a bit. “wanna hear you, tell me how good you feel,” you breathe, becoming breathless from him rocking into you. 

“so good, wanna cum,” eddie moans, opening his eyes to look at you again. his thrusts falter at the look in your eye. “so hot, perfect body, you’re perfect,” he rambles, feeling the knot is his navel ready to snap. 

you see his face straining. “cum for me eddie, cum inside me,” you say and eddie lets out a strangled grunt. 

“i-i’m cumming, fuck, y/n, fuck,” he groans, releasing into the condom. his vision goes white as he weakly works himself through his orgasm, constant quiet moans falling from his lips. when he’s finally back to normal, he nearly collapses on top of you. you rub his back as he catches his breath. 

you place a kiss to the side of his head before he pulls out of you. “feel good?” you ask as he pushes himself up to remove the condom. 

“felt amazing,” he mutters, throwing the condom into your wastepaper basket. you clean him off with the same rag and then pull him into you under your blankets. “thank you… that meant a lot,” he says, wrapping his arm around your waist. 

you shrug and give him a toothy smile. “of course, eds, i’d do anything for you,” you say truthfully. eddie blushes and looks down. 

“i-i know it was probably just for the sex but um… can i kiss you? just one more time?” eddie asks quietly. 

you reach up to his face and pull him to look at you. “it wasn’t just for the sex. you can kiss me whenever you want to,” you say softly. eddie blinks in shock before a huge smile covers his face and he’s leaning in to kiss you. 

no words just 2005 Dean Winchester

"You wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me"

adhd is so embarrassing ur basically like “I have to have fun right the fuck now or I’m throwing myself off the roof” 90% of the time and you also have very little control over this

almost salted the boiling water im using to sterilize my dildo

got told at lunch "you feel like Tumblr Incarnate" and i had to tell them i've been here for 13 years and counting. i was here three years before dashcon happened. i saw the mishapocalypse. i survived the gigapause. i've been here longer than the shoelaces post. i've been here since it was hipsters versus fandom and i played both sides extensively by overdoing the sepia filters on everything and making my own flashing galaxy gif edits for my fandom posts. i'm every tumblr. it's all in me

Reblog everyone now! Please!

[OUTDATED INFO] Ron DeSantis just kidnapped a 13-year old boy.

UPDATE: This information is outdated. There have been some revelations regarding the situation, please watch this video for the update. I would also like to remind everyone that I did not and do not intend to mislead – I made this post with only Jones’ tweets to go off of three hours after the incident.

Outdated/original info under the line

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Earlier this evening, at around 7 PM CT U.S., Rebekah Jones (notably one of DeSantis’ biggest political enemies right now) underwent a raid on her home by state police.

Guns were pointed in the face of her 13-year old son, Jack. They arrested him under the charges of digital terrorism and “on state orders.”

They are refusing to let him go home and they are refusing to let Jones see him.

These are her screenshots recounting the incident from earlier tonight. They were taken at 10:23 PM CT U.S.

Reblog. I don’t care who you are, reblog this. We have to make sure that this doesn’t get buried – it’s already happening.

Ookay, okay, I've always been more into Sirius, but all this wolfstar fanart ('cause there doesn't seem to be anything else really?) has got me like dayum Remus I'm burning for you. He is such a treat, how did I never notice? Anyway, now I'm confused.

Hundreds demonstrated today against the hearing of Iowa HF 2082, which would have removed gender identity from the state's civil rights & anti-discrimination laws. The bill was unanimously voted down in subcommittee.

there is a war between types of users on this site and this is what it looks like