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✫ All writing is (x Fem!Reader) and 18+ please read the warnings before reading! ✫

• Led by candlelight (Bestfriend!Eddie x Reader)

• Scared? (Mean!Eddie x Bratty!Reader)

• Mine, All Mine (Stalker!Eddie x Reader)

• Curb… Crub! (Bestfriend!Eddie x Reader)

• Strawberry Fields Forever (Perv!Eddie x Reader)

• Cue the beat drop (Vampire!Eddie x Singer!Reader)

• Red Hot (Eddie x Classmate!Reader)

• Pen Ink & Motor Oil (Mechanic!Eddie x Receptionist!Reader)

• Bite my lip just for the taste (Mechanic!Eddie x Reader)

• Beauty is a beast that roars (Eddie x Chrissy x Reader)

➥ Down on all fours (Eddie x Reader x Chrissy x Steve)

➥ Demanding more. (coming soon…)

• What a lie, what a lie, what a lie… (Idiot!Eddie x Reader)

➥ For you and I (coming soon…)

• Eddie calls you Sweetheart

• Rockstar!Eddie is your boss

• Eddie contemplates taking his rings off

— eddie munson masterlist —

— fully written

braided hair || you insist on braiding eddie’s hair for him, despite is grumbling and protests

praised whispers || eddie praises you as you take his fingers || smut 18+ MDNI

straddled waist || you straddle eddie in nothing but a pair of black panties and one of his corroded coffin shirts || smut 18+ MDNI

staring into the eyes of the devil || when stood head to head with eddie munson, the man who was labeled the ‘freak’ of hawkins high, you couldn’t help but wonder why anyone would think so lowly of him

torn apart || the two of you keep getting torn apart and become sexually frustrated || smut 18+ MDNI

stolen panties || you leave a pair of panties behind and eddie finds them || smut 18+ MDNI

leather jackets || while waiting for eddie to come back from work, you fall asleep on his couch with his leather jacket around you

ice cold || after forgetting his gloves you bought him, eddie resorts to sticking his frozen hands up your shirt.

— short ideas

rings + face slapping || smut 18+ MDNI

eddie + short circuited brain || smut 18+ MDNI

eddie’s the kind of guy who… || smut 18+ MDNI

boot humping || smut 18+ MDNI

soft sex with eddie || smut 18+ MDNI

soft eddie thoughts || some smut 18+ MDNI

callouses

eddie’s a tit guy || smut 18+ MDNI

sub!eddie who… || smut 18+ MDNI

valentine’s day necklace

— moodboards

ghostface!eddie || pt. 2 || 18+ MDNI

boyfriend!eddie

hands || 18+ MDNI

— series

you’ll be mine || coming soon…

showing some appreciation to all these incredible writers. I know that some of you are new followers to my blog & i wanted to share some of the sweetest & most amazing writers this platform has to offer! if you haven’t yet checked out any of them i strongly suggest you do💗

I hope my blog helps you connect with amazing writers & Eddie Munson content♥️

You all know ill always be here to show y’all my full support in anyway possible🫶🏻💐

Check the first 2 comments of this post for other writers i couldn’t tag because of tumbler only allowing 50 at a time😅

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Masterlist

Disclaimer: !18+ ONLY MINORS DNI! I don’t own any rights to the photos being used. I don’t consent to my work being published on any other platform or claimed as someone else’s.

Series

- Life After Dark / Moth to a Flame

One-shots

GETAWAY CAR — rockstar!e.m. x f!reader

♬ I'm in a getaway car, I left you in a motel bar, put the money in a bag and I stole the keys, that was the last time you ever saw me. ♬

summary: in which you return to hawkins to attend your best friend nancy's wedding, facing the problems you left behind, and the one person you abandoned; eddie munson. — inspired by getaway car by t.s.

spotify playlist.

warnings — ANGST, pining and slowburn, two idiots in love!!, second chance at romance, kinda friends to hating each other to lovers, strong language!, smut (eventually, minors dni), portrayal of a toxic, emotionally/physically absive relationship (not the main ship ofc), mentions of alc*hol and drg use.

pairings — rockstar!eddie munson x fem!reader, past billy hargrove x fem!reader

authors note — okay i sweeearr this is the last time. i made myself a cover and im sooo excited to share this series with yall again, this was one of the first series i posted but i rlly hated how i wrote that so this is almost like an entirely new version of it ! im so proud and so excited for you guys to read it ❥

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- CHAPTERS

chapter one: best of times, the worst of crimes

chapter two: where i end you begin.

chapter three: i’ll swim down, would you?

chapter four: two notes and a heart down

chapter five: struck a match & blew your mind

chapter six: all tomorrow's parties

chapter seven: she’s thunderstorms

chapter eight: made your mark on me

chapter nine: multitude of casualties (coming soon ♡)

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- BLURBS

flashback when you met me (coming soon ♡)

Modern!rockstar!Eddie x influencer!fem!reader master list

Desc: You've been a fan of Corroded Coffin for years, secretly having a crush on lead singer and guitarist Eddie Munson. It isn't until you let it slip (thanks to wine) on a livestream that you attract his attention. Can you both survive your public lifestyles? Or will social media be the death of you both?

Eddie moodboard

Reader moodboard

Eddie x reader couple moodboard

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Text Me the Details

That Friday Night

Call It What You Want

Studio Sessions

The man we all owe our Miguel brainrot to:

hello my dear!! 🫶🏼

🌸🌸🌸

eddie with smut prompts 10 & 1 pls 🥵

hello my love!!!!

I apologize in advance for this (well, kinda but not really…)

patience (or a lack thereof) - eddie munson x fem!reader

word count: 2k

warnings: the horny really jumped out on this one. drug use, cockwarming, unprotected p-in-v, fingering, dirty talk, soft dom!eddie vibes (I think)

The problem here, is that weed makes you horny.

Like…really horny.

Normally, that wouldn’t be a problem. Friday nights at Eddie’s place have a pretty repetitive flavour, and it’s one you now crave. You’ve been seeing each other nearly six months now, and your friends have all given you shit for it, but you don’t care. Fridays are for Eddie.

More specifically, Fridays are for getting stoned in Eddie’s bedroom and cumming so many times you lose count. 

By now, you’d usually be between his sheets already, two or three rounds down, a quick breather in between. But tonight, something’s thrown a wrench in your usual plans. Really, it’s your own fault — you’d shown up unannounced at Eddie’s place Wednesday night, the night he usually reserved for D&D planning. Wayne had taken an extra overnight shift, leaving the place to the two of you, and well, you made the most of it.

But with Wednesday night planning out the window, Eddie has a Saturday session and nothing prepared, which you know is not a good thing.

But weed makes you horny.

You’re sprawled out on his bed, your pants long discarded, wearing only one of Eddie’s Hellfire shirts, flipping through one of his music magazines. You’ve tried reading the book you keep in your bag, tried distracting yourself by changing the records on the player, you even tried taking a quick cat nap. Nothing has worked. The ache between your legs is ridiculous.

He’s been at it a couple hours now, and you know he takes his time when it comes to D&D. He’s meticulous with his planning, thinking out every possible outcome and coming up with a contingency for each, even having a few throwaway plans just in case his players come up with something completely outrageous. You don’t mind it at all; it’s quite the opposite actually. His passion is…sexy, in a nerdy kind of way. It just adds to his charm.

And right now, it’s not helping matters. He’s perched in his desk chair, flipping through the Dungeon Master’s Guide, a pencil between his teeth. He’s wearing an old Hawkins High Phys Ed t-shirt, sweat shorts, and his hair's a mess. Unable to stop yourself, you roll off the mattress and onto your feet, crossing the room and standing behind his chair. He makes a little noise as you gather his hair in your hand, sweeping it over his shoulder so you can fit your face in the curve of his neck.

“Eds.”

“I know, baby,” he replies, the words muffled by the pencil between his teeth. “I’m almost done, I swear. Gimme like five minutes, and then I’m all yours, yeah?”

You whine, closing your lips around his pulse. You left a nice hickey there the other night, and your cloudy mind yells at you to make it bloom against his pale skin even brighter this time. Your arms hang over his shoulders, pressing your palms against his stomach, humming into his neck.

“Eddie, please?”

Your hands move lower, one glancing across the crotch of his shorts. The pencil falls out of his mouth. “Sweetheart,” he sing-songs, a halfhearted warning. But you do it again, fixated on the way his cock twitches to attention, even with just the lightest of touches. You let your teeth graze his throat, nipping at the same spot until the bruise starts to reform. Eddie tilts his head back, a low rumble moving through his chest, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment. When they open again, his pupils are blown, and he lifts his hand, burying his fingers in your hair. “Someone’s needy tonight.”

“You know that weed makes me ho—”

“Weed makes your horny, I know, baby,” he finishes, dragging his nail lightly against your scalp. “I’m almost finished, I promise. Come here.”

He turns in the chair, swinging around until you’re standing between his legs. Eddie drags his hands up your thighs, the cool metal of his rings making you shiver. He’s fully hard now, shorts tented, and he hooks one thumb in the waist of your underwear, pulling it down slightly. It makes you throb.

“You can sit on my lap till I’m finished,” he says, squeezing your hips. “That make you feel better?”

Your eyes widen slightly, feeling yourself melt into his touch. “You mean…?”

“Come here,” he says again, his tone more assertive this time. He pulls your underwear down further, lifting the hem of your shirt at the same time, and swoops in, pressing a sloppy kiss to your hip. Your underwear drops to the floor and you kick the fabric away. Everything in you goes tight as he hooks his fingers in the waist of his shorts, pulling them off and settling back in his chair. The sight of his cock curving towards his belly makes your mouth fill with saliva. “You need something else first?” he asks, his voice low and gravelly. “Need me to open you up a bit, pretty girl?”

He pulls you closer, one hand back on your hip, and the other slides between your knees, moving up to the inside of your thighs. He moans when he feels out wet you are, dragging his fingers through it, pushing them past his lips a second later as he pulls your body even closer. You move quickly, lifting your legs and planting your knees on the seat either side of his hips.

Eddie grins as you lower yourself slowly, reaching around to take himself in hand, guiding his cock into your nearly dripping pussy. The feeling is overwhelming, to say the least, and you bury your face in his neck again as you sink down, your breathing coming faster as he fills you up. 

Fully seated, your first instinct is to move, rolling your hips into his, but Eddie grips your waist tightly, clucks his tongue at you. “Ah, ah, ah, not yet, sweetheart. Let me finish first, and then I’ll take care of you, alright?”

When you don’t answer right away, he lifts his hips slightly, the tip of his cock nudging at that delicious nerve inside you. “Shit.”

“Gimme five minutes, baby,” he says again. He takes your hands, draping your arms around his neck. A soft kiss is pressed to your mouth, and you have to stop yourself from chasing it, taking what he gives. “Just five minutes.”

It’s fucking torture. Five minutes feels like five hours. Every tiny movement makes the pleasure spark, but it’s just shy of not enough, leaving you wanting more and more and more. If it’s driving Eddie just as crazy, he doesn’t let it show, giving you a broad grin when you settle deeper into his lap, resting your forehead against the dip of his shoulder. 

Finally — fucking finally — he flips his notebook closed, tosses his pen aside, and puts his hands on you. He grabs your hips again, guiding you along him, and the sudden movement sets your whole body alight. You toss your head back, your mouth dropping open as he lifts you up, pulls you back down. He fills you so perfectly, leaning in to suck a mark at your collar.

“There she is,” he murmurs, dragging the tip of his nose along the underside of your jaw. “C’mon, my needy girl, tell me how bad you want it.”

Eddie slides his hands under the hem of your shirt, fingers tapping along your rib cage. Your fingers chase his, reaching for the edge of the fabric, pulling it up and over your head. You toss it away, and Eddie groans, instantly lowering his head, scraping his teeth along your tits, your nipples pebbling at his attention. Your hips roll, dragging yourself along his cock, the pleasure making your eyes roll back.

“Look at you,” he moans, sucking a bruise beside your nipple, his other hand coming up to toy with the other. “You just need to be fucked so bad, don’t you?”

“Eds, please,” you manage to mumble out, a whine trapped high in your throat. You can feel how wet you are, the slick glide of your thighs against his. He grins, pulling his face from your chest, tilting his head back so his nose pokes yours.

“Almost there,” he says, his voice goading. “Use your words. Tell me.”

“Eddie—”

“Tell me specifically,” he mutters, pinching your chin in one hand, rubbing his thumb over your bottom lip, “how bad you want it.”

You start babbling. His request opens the floodgates. Your words are in time to the movement of your hips, and Eddie is grinning like the devil he is. Please, Eddie, I want it so bad, I want you so bad, fuck me please, I want it hard, want it fast, wanna feel you tomorrow. Please, please, please, please, please.

He gives you what you want.

You squeal when he scoops his hands under your thighs, lifting you as he moves out of the chair, keeping himself buried inside you. He aims for the bed, you think, but gets thrown off course, and instead you end up sprawled on the floor of his room. He hikes your legs over his hips, grabs your waist and pulls you down onto him with every thrust.

Back arching against the floor, you’re climbing higher and higher, and the weed buzzing in your veins only makes it that much more thrilling. You’re probably going to have carpet burn on your ass, but you don’t fucking care.

“C’mon, sweetheart,” Eddie coos, and when your thigh starts to shake, he drops a hand between your legs, tracing his fingers over where he’s disappearing inside you before drawing a perfect circle around your clit. “Give it to me.”

You nearly shout his name as you cum, and Eddie rides you through it, his own orgasm not far behind. He pulls out at the last second, cums hot against your stomach, and flops down on the floor beside you. His hand lingers, tracing the curve of your tits, making them peak harder just for him. You curl your hand around the back of his neck, keeping him close while you catch your breath.

“You alright, baby?” he asks, dropping his jaw to kiss your shoulder, still petting his hand across your chest. “You want a pillow or something?”

You shake your head no. “Just…don’t move yet.”

Eddie chuckles, teeth nipping at your skin. “Okay, baby.”

Your body is caught between begging for more and tapping out for the night, but you think you know where the scales are about to tip. Especially if he keeps touching you like that. Your mind whirls, eyes fluttering open so you can look at him.

“Can I ask you something?” you murmur.

Eddie hums the affirmative, sitting up slightly to pull his shirt over his head. He uses it to clean his cum from your stomach and leans over you slightly, mouthing at your tits again. “Anything, baby.”

“Why didn’t you ever make a move on me before,” you ask, “when we were in high school?”

He tilts his head, lifting one brow with his lips still latched to your skin. “Why do you ask?”

“Just realizing how much mind-blowing sex I missed out on,” you reply.

Eddie chuckles. “I wanted to make a move. I really wanted to, trust me. But you had a thing for jocks back then, if I remember correctly.” He bites at you again, softly, dropping his chin to your chest. You can feel his hand roaming lower, glancing over your knees and thighs. Your legs part slightly, letting him in again, your blood spiking when his fingers trace the inside of your thigh. “It sucked, honestly. You have no idea how much I hated seeing someone else touch you, when I wanted it to be me.”

The tips of his fingers prod at you, curling just slightly. “But now you can,” you tell him, your voice turning breathy again, back arching as he pushes his fingers deeper, scrapes his teeth against your nipple.

“Now I can,” he agrees, “and I’m never gonna stop.”

All I see is you

Warnings: smut, 18+, overstimulation, breeding kink, Gale being problematic as always, this is umm very dirty… 

Pairings: Finnick Odair x reader 

Request: One of them gets jealous (I´m thinking finnick bc favourite crime has inspired me) which leads to smut because they want to show that the other is all theirs and no one can come between them. (which also results in *cough* hickeys *cough* that everyone notices the next morning in the district 13 cafeteria, maybe someone has a funny comment on it?)

@popcornpoppin​ thank you for this request and all your amazing ideas. You’re freaking amazing 💖

I didn’t proofread it so if there’s any mistakes, ignore them pls, I’ll fix it later :)

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It is pretty clear and obvious that you are with Finnick. Anyone could see it, where you were there was also him. He never left your side, always holding your hand, always being next to you. 

If that wasn’t obvious enough that you were dating the handsome blonde, then the kisses he’d give you and the constant affection between the two of you was but for some reason that didn’t stop Gale from flirting with you or touching you anytime Finnick wasn’t looking.

It pissed him off so much, the thought of someone wanting you as much as he does and taking every chance to show you that made him feel angry.

Even a blind person could see that you are together and that you are his girl. And it will stay that way, he won’t let anyone take you away from him.

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Manifesting this type of relationship this fic was so cute.

smoking with Eddie and then you're straddling him and kissing and then a song comes on u really like so you are like dancing while straddling him and he's just watching u and maybe he starts undressing u while u lipsync to the song maybe huhuhu

HUUHHUHUHUUUU 🤪

“i was feelin’ done iiiin~ …”

“babe…”

“…couldn’t win…”

“please can we just—“

“i’d only ever kissed befooo-ooore~!”

“—watch this movie without—“

“you mean she..?! …uh-huh…”

“…christ…”

“i thought there’s no use getting! into heavy petting! it only leeeeads to trouble aaand…” you grab eddie by his cheeks and smoosh your noses together, staring him dead in the eye waiting for him to continue the lyric.

he can’t help it, squeezes his eyes shut and snorts, “seat wetting!”

you squeal and giggle and clutch his head to your bosom now where he sputters with laughter, lets you handle him as you will as you continue along with susan sarandon.

“now all i want to knooow! is how to gooo~!”

you playfully shove him away and he falls back into his pillows with a huff, grinning up at you with shining eyes as you shift up onto your knees on the sheets, singing into the invisible microphone clutched in your fist. with your other hand you point a lazy finger, and eddie pretends to nip at it.

“i’ll put up no resistance! i want to stay the distance!”

you crawl over his legs and as you do eddie cranes himself up while you lean over him, all teasing smiles and giggly and blushing cheeks as he slides hands over your thighs.

“i’ve got an itch to scratch, i need assiiistaaance~!”

his gentle slide turns into an eager grab as he hooks arms around your bottom, yanks you further into him as you yelp and eddie growls, susan continuing the song while your boyfriend devours your mouth in a hungry kiss. you’d teased him and now he had to touch you. when you separate for air you attempt to continue your cadence but it’s softer and a little gravely, hands roaming over eddie who pants softly and starts undoing the buttons of your shirt. your fingers graze the front of his pants and while he utters a light groan, you grin.

“you need a friendly hand, ohh i need aaaactioon~!”

eddie slides your shirt back and down your arms; you’d taken your bra off before movie night started and eddie is just over the moon with this information, uttering a needy sigh as he leans into your chest and offers it his gentle attention. as he kisses and licks, you smile and drop your head back, this time just mouthing along as susan belts out your exact sentiments;

“touch-a touch-a tooouch meee!”

eddie all but growls with a nipple pinched between his teeth, “i wanna be dirty.”

he hooks his hands by the backs of your knees and yanks you into him so you’re forced to lie back with a yelp, your crotch pulled snug against eddie’s hips. you disintegrate into a fit of giggles as eddie sits up and leans in over you, swallows your laughter, and susan continues to serenade over the noisy kisses and soft moans.

i hc that eddie holds your hands while he eats you out n makes you all dumb on his tongue

Anon, you have arrived exactly at my vibe. I have written this before, I will certainly write it again, and I am going to write it this second.

18+ only. Minors dni. Smut under cut. Oral obvs (f receiving), readers first time doing this.

.・。.・゜✭・

“You really, really don’t have to.”

Eddie’s eyes flick up to your face, dancing with amusement. Where his lips were, on the skin just below your belly button, he now goes in with his teeth. A bite and pull, a bruise left behind. The little squeak that escapes your mouth satisfies his need to punish these thoughts of yours.

Eddie presses wet kisses down to the edge of your panties and bites them, too, pulling at the elastic before letting them snap back to your skin. It doesn’t hurt, but you whimper at the way he’s looking at you. Eddie can be sweet, a little goofy, even. But sometimes when you’re under him, there is an intensity to his gaze, and the slow way that he blinks. It makes you feel like a mouse in the eyeline of a cat. 

It’s the animal in Eddie that makes him press his nose against the dark spot on your panties, breathing in the scent of your cunt before he drags his tongue over the damp cotton, eyes closed tight and groaning. It’s a dirty promise, just for you, the wet heat of his tongue so close to where you need him. 

But it also sends your mind whirling. Worried about your taste, the curls of hair on your mound, what your pussy looks like up close. 

Your breath is heavy when Eddie’s fingers hook into the waistband of your panties, pulling them from your hips, down your legs and off your feet. You gaze over the curves and dips of your breasts, stomach and hips, finding him at the end. Eddie’s tongue is pressed to his top lip like he can’t wait to get at you, take a taste. 

His big hands press to your thighs, pushing them back until they find your torso, and you can feel the sticky spread of your cunt under Eddie’s gaze. He sinks suddenly, pressing his front to the mattress. His face settles an inch away from your pink slit, swollen and waiting for him. 

“Oh, just look at you,” he says, shaking his head once like he can’t believe it. 

“Eddie,” you whine, legs fighting to close but stopped by his arms pressed to the back of your thighs. The cotton of his shirt would be soothing if it weren’t for how intently he’s studying your dripping pussy. “Stop it.”

He blinks slow, coming back to the reality where you’re lying there, worried and in your head like he hasn’t been waiting, desperate to taste your cunt for years. Eddie rubs your thighs soothingly, pressing kisses to the soft flesh there. When your body remains as it is, pulled tight with tension, he smacks his teeth. 

“C’mon and hold my hands, sweetheart.” 

Your fingers were tense, digging and pulling at his sheets. Eddie takes your palms up. His hands flatten to yours, then his fingers curl and link with yours. 

“It’s only me,” he says, resting a head of thick curls against your thigh, shaking his hair out to make you laugh at the sweet tickle of it. “Gonna let me look after you?”

This is Eddie, too, all gentle words and soft caresses. A thick, calloused thumb rubs over the back of your left hand, down to your wrist where your pulse is beginning to calm, and back again. A kiss from his lips finds the sensitive place where your thigh meets your mound.. You squeeze his hands a little, fingers pressing to the curve of his knuckles. But your thighs remain where they are, yielding and open for him. 

You sigh, allow yourself to feel grounded by his steady hands holding yours that shake. “Yes, Eddie.”

His deep, satisfied hum penetrates the air. Eddie nuzzles happily into the soft curls of your mound, teeth making another appearance to suck a bruise into the delicate skin, claiming this new part of you. You feel a second of warm breath on your cunt, then his lips are pressing gentle kisses around your slit. 

Slick pours from your cunt in anticipation, like your body knows already how good Eddie is going to make you feel even if you can’t entirely fathom it. It doesn’t matter, anyway, because your mind stops being of any use the second Eddie’s mouth meets your clit. 

Pillowy lips wrap perfectly around your bud in a soft kiss, and this is what your body was made for. Eddie can feel it, the pressure of your fingers on the back of his hands no longer about nerves, but the pleasure only he brings you. His tongue runs over your clit just once, your hips bucking up to find his lips just as he sucks at your clit. You gasp, feet kicking in the air, and slam your clasped hands to the mattress. 

His tongue drags over your throbbing button, wide and wet. It might soothe the abused nerves if every touch weren’t just made to build you up. With each sweep of the muscle, he starts lower, until his tongue is pressing at your soft hole and dragging slick and spit up together, each new kiss to your clit more wet than the last. 

At a long cry of his name, Eddie laughs right into your cunt. His voice is all pleased satisfaction, eyes wide and gazing at you. “Want it now, don’t’cha?”

Another pointed lick of your clit follows. You watch the bottom of his face appear from between your legs as he drags his tongue upwards, see him pull your slick back into his mouth and his eyes flutter at the taste of you. 

You nod desperately, giving his hands three quick pleading squeezes. “I want it. Feels so good, Eddie.”

“Lie back, then, sweetheart,” he says, soft but commanding as he lowers his face to your cunt. “Trust me to do my job right.”

You take a breath, get one last look at him. His pink cheeks and dark eyes, chocolate brown taken over by excited, wide pupils. You blink at his pretty face, the comforting smile you find there, and slowly let your head fall back into the pillow, eyes closing as he takes your clit back into his mouth. 

Even with your head back, eyes closed, you know it’s him. Your whole body still knows it’s Eddie touching you, only Eddie who can make you feel this good. You can smell him, when the heat of pleasure makes you press your face to his pillow, the scent of weed and his shampoo stuck fast to the fabric. You can hear the sounds of him tasting you, soft lapping and little pleased noises from the back of his throat that make your toes curl and hips jump. Certainly you can feel him, the desperate way his mouth plays with your pussy, and the warmth of his hands held tight by yours.

When Eddie latches onto your clit, sucking gently in between harsh presses with the tip of his tongue, your cunt clenches tight, and your body gives in.

“Eddie. Eddie, it’s-” You cut yourself off with a gasp, hips jolting towards his perfect mouth when you cum, clit throbbing against his tongue. Your fingers stretch out at the height of it, arms flinching but he doesn’t let you go. Eddie keeps a tight hold of you until your high is fading, leaving just your shaking thighs and the pads of your fingers meeting his knuckles. 

One final kiss to your sensitive, aching clit and he’s pulling his mouth from you with a soft sigh of contentment, pleased with himself and with you. Your head is heavy when you tip it forward to look at him, his cheeks wet and lips swollen. Eddie’s lips purse in a smile and he taps his fingers in sequence, waiting for you to speak. 

But you don’t. Instead, you mewl softly, a petition that makes Eddie’s face split into a grin. Your hips push up towards his mouth, pleading with him to play with you exactly  how he wants from now on. 

Dark eyes sparkle. “Again?” You hum, watching with hooded eyes at the pull of his soft bottom lip into his mouth. Eddie laughs in a soft huff, licks a long stripe along your thigh. “You’re gonna want to hold on tight, baby,” he says, nose brushing your button. “Not gonna stop till I see some tears.”

Eddie x bimbo reader where she’s needy with an oral fixation so every time she goes down on Eddie she overstimulates him ughhh I can imagine now “princess…’s too much”🫣😵‍💫

He’s already cum like three times and she’s still rubbing her tongue all over him bc she loves the taste sm.

And then it’s four and five. She gladly takes his seed down her throat, the vibration of her moans making him twitch in her mouth.

“Baby…gimme a sec,” he whines, putting his hands on her hallowed out cheeks and pulling her away from him.

“S’wrong Eds?” She pouts, licking up and down his shaft and swirling her tongue around the head.

He couldn’t imagine how her knees felt after what seemed like hours of kneeling there sucking his dick.

“Princess… too much. I need- I need a break.”

“Aw. M’sorry,” she whines, tilted her head to rest on his inner thigh as she bites her lip and blinks up at him.

“Ffuuuuck. Don’t look at me like that,” he groans, his legs starting to shake as he gets hard again.

“Like what?” She giggles, batting her lashes.

“You k-know what I mean.” He glares down at her, no real malice in his eyes. He can never seem to be mad with her, especially when she’s giving him those hungry eyes and practically begging for his cock.

She wasn’t even looking at his face anymore, eyes fixed on the leaking red tip of him. “Less tongue. Just stay still and I’ll let you put it back in ok?” He offers, pressing the head against her parted lips.

“Mmmph,” she mutters, already lost in the thought of having him in her mouth again.

Whooops that was filthy <3

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Such a pretty necklace

This man makes me feral I swear I am craving more Eddie content