Eddie Smut - Blog Posts

Blurb:

Just my brain being turned on by hands. 🤷‍♀️

Eddie Munson loves teasing. It comes second nature to him.

He’d slip his hand around your throat anytime he was standing behind you. Giving it a tight squeeze then dragging his palm down your breast before settling on your hips.

He’d pretend his rings got caught in your hair to hear the little whine escape you when he pulled it.

He’d touch you in the gentlest ways yet so heated. Running his fingers in circles up your calf or down your spine.

He wanted you begging for his attention, his hands, his mouth, his cock.

If I write Wally Clark x reader, Rafe Cameron x Reader, Dean Winchester x Reader, Eddie Munson x Reader, etc. here ranging from fluff to smut to angst would you read it?

This was the hottest thing ever omg I might die

Freak

Pairing(s): Eddie Munson x F!Reader

Summary: You can't get enough of Eddie's cock and he can't get enough of you.

Tags: 18+, rough sex, pwp, p in v, smut, dirty talk, praise kink, slight degradation kink, light anal play, rough oral sex (male receiving), crying during sex, fluff

Word Count: 1.1k

A/N: Started this last night at 1 a.m. and my brain wouldn't let me sleep until I finished it, so, here it is. Also using this as my entry for @huffle-pissed’s Vibes and Valentines challenge (months late, I know, ‘cause I suck) where my prompt was, “You like it that much, huh?”, and that’ll be in bold. Thank you to my darling @makeadealwithdean for beta-ing! GIF is mine. Hope you guys enjoy!

You can also read me on Ao3!

EDDIE MUNSON MASTERLIST | STRANGER THINGS MASTERLIST | MAIN MASTERLIST

“Jesussss fuck,” Eddie lets out, low and breathy as he watches you take him all the way in your mouth. You’re on your knees, thighs spread, topless, cheer skirt still on, and Eddie reaches down to brush some hair out of your face when you look up at him through your lashes, gentle and loving, like you’re not gagging on his cock. He grabs himself at his base with one hand before pulling back, and you release him with a soft ‘pop’. “Look at me, honey — good girl — let me see —”

You already know what he wants. You open your mouth and stick your tongue out, keeping your lust-filled gaze on him.

“Fuck, you’re so perfect,” he praises, tapping his cock on your tongue. He moves to drag it along your cheek and you start to follow it, hungry for more. He chuckles deeply. “You like it that much, huh? Jesus.” 

He seems enamored with you, almost, like he can’t believe this is real life even though you’ve sucked him off plenty. You nod eagerly in response and smile with your eyes, your mouth still open and waiting for him. 

“Shit, alright. God, you’re so good, baby,” he says, pushing himself into you again. You keep your eyes on his, tears forming in the corners of yours as his cock hits the back of your throat. “So, so good. ‘Course I’m gonna give you whatever you want when you look at me like that. Shit, are those tears, sweetheart?”

You nod around his dick, and you’ve got about 30 seconds left in you before you’re gonna need some air. You can feel the first few tears running down your face, and you know all too well what it’s going to do to him.

“Fuckin’ crying ‘cause you love my cock so much? Jesus — fuck.”

You take a deep breath through your nose when he finally pulls back, because you know what’s coming. 

“I’m gonna wreck that pretty little throat of yours. Would you like that, princess?”

You nod. Fucking please.

He smirks, grabbing a fistful of your hair, and then he’s thrusting into your mouth with abandon. The room sounds like the audio to one of Eddie’s porn movies — the ones that Steve sneaks him sometimes — gagging and panting and a dirty fucking half-choke, half-gargle coming from you every time he hits the back of your throat. Your mascara’s running, and you feel like you’re on a different fucking planet when he fucks you like this. Spit’s dripping down your chin, onto your skirt, and your arousal is definitely creating a wet spot on the floor where you’re sat. 

“Jesus. Fucking. Christ.” He accentuates the Lord’s full name with three hard final thrusts, pulling out of you completely, grabbing you by your wrist and yanking you to your feet before you can even begin to process what’s happening. He bends you over the bed and flips up your skirt, dragging his cock through your folds once, twice, before entering you with ease. His hand is still in your hair, and he’s pulling your head up off the mattress as he resumes fucking you. 

You whine, turning your head to the side and opening your mouth, sticking your tongue out, because as good as he felt, you needed something in between your lips. 

“Oh, you’re gonna be the fuckin’ death of me. Fuck,” he pants, giving you what you want by placing two ringed fingers in your mouth.

You wrap your lips around them, sucking and humming contently, as he keeps thrusting into you hard and fast. 

“So fuckin’ greedy, baby. Need all your holes fuckin’ filled to shut you up, hm?” He takes his hand out of your hair and moves it down to your ass, his thumb dangerously close to your hole. “Is that what you want?” he continues. “Be fuckin’ plugged up?”

You nod frantically, managing a desperate, “mhm!” around his fingers. He slows down his thrusts for a few seconds, spitting onto your crack, dragging it down with his thumb and circling your hole. 

“Right there?” he teases, and you could start crying again with need. 

You manage something that sounds like a “please”, and it’s good enough for him. He resumes his brutal pace as he sticks his thumb in, and it’s just to the first knuckle, but it’s enough to send you into a near-delirious state. 

“Good girl,” Eddie praises, and you can hear the smirk in his voice. “So fuckin’ good at being so fuckin’ dirty.”

You let out a noise somewhere between a moan and a whine, and he sinks his thumb all the way in in response. 

“That what you wanted? Jesus, you drive me crazy with your fuckin’ whining. Shit,” he speeds up his thrusts. “I give you everything you want and you still fuckin’ whine, you notice that?”

“‘m sorry!” you manage to cry out, full on sobbing now as his cock hits your sweet spot with every thrust; moments away from your release. 

“No, it’s alright, princess. Just can’t get enough of me, can you?”

You shake your head, almost violently, accidentally ejecting his fingers from your mouth. 

“Please, please, please, please,” you chant through more sobs.

“Please what, baby? Tell me what you want,” he pants. His thrusts grow faster and sloppier, and you know he’s close, too. 

“Please, can I come!? Eddie, please, let me —”

“Oh, fuck. You can come, sweetheart —”

You’re pretty sure the scream you let out echoes through the whole trailer park as your orgasm hits you like a fucking tidal wave. 

“Fuck, oh my God — shit, you’re too perfect, I can fuckin’ feel you — ohhh, fuuuuck.”

You’re not even halfway through riding out your high before you feel Eddie filling you up, and you wish you could bottle up the sounds he’s making and keep them forever. 

He falls over you moments later, and you whimper at the loss of his thumb when he uses his forearms on either side of you to keep himself from crushing you completely, placing soft kisses to your nape and shoulder blades as you find your breathing again. He nuzzles into the crook of your neck, placing another kiss there before mumbling, “I mean it. You’re gonna be the death of me.” 

You giggle sleepily, slowly coming out of your daze. “Hey, it’s not the worst way to go.” 

He chuckles, and you feel his chest vibrate against your bare back. “Well,” he places a kiss on your temple, “can’t argue with that… You okay?” he asks, taking in your mascara-stained cheeks and the fucked-out look on your face.

“Mhm,” you reply dreamily. “Think I want ice cream. Throat’s sore… jaw’s sore.”

“I’m so sorry, sweetheart. You need to tell me if I’m being too —”

“I will, Eds,” you interrupt, before he can start feeling guilty, “But I like the ache, I promise.”

He huffs a quiet laugh, shaking his head before kissing your temple again. “You’re such a freak.”

You smile. “And you love it.”

He nods. “And I love it.”

Sinclair;

Pairing: Eddie Munson x reader

Content warning: unprotected sex, dom (reader & eddie) oral (m receiving), and cursing.

Word count: 1.3k words

Readers sex:female

Summary: what happens when (y/n) Sinclair stays and watches the legendary D&D game the night of Lucas’s game.

I’m sorry this may be cringy! Writing smuts like this is new to me, so I look for improvement.

Pt.2..?

Masterlist

Eddie Munson

You are (Y/N) Sinclair, you’re a straight A student, you work a part time job, and you take care of your shit head little brother and sister.

Though it is a constant fight between them, you are the unfortunate mediator. Lucas had his last game of the season, and you were being the supportive sister you are, until you saw your sister walking down the hall with a Dustin and Mike.

You walked up behind Lucas, “I’ll be back, It doesn’t seem like your friends and Erica are up to any good.” You whispered before speed-walking to catch up with the three.

As you turned the corner you saw the three of them walk into a room, you sigh before walking to the door. You peak you head in to see a bunch of older kids with Mike, Dustin, and Erica.

You raised your eyebrow, before busting open the door open. “What the hell are you guys doing in here!?” You asked as you stood in the doorway with your arms crossed.

Eddie chucked before raising a thumb to his chin with a smirk, “Who’s the hottie?” You chucked leaning your head to the side, “Is this the guy you’re always talking about?” You asked Dustin with a laugh. “Yup..” he spoke looking away from you. “Fine..” you spoke pulling a chair up to the side for you, “I’ll just sit here and watch a bunch of children play a kids game.”

After watching a grueling, and I mean grueling hour of d&d you saw your sister win. Everyone ran out the room celebrating, except for you and Eddie.

“What are you still doing here Ms.Sinclair.” He asked with a smirk as he sat back into his seat. He looked in control, and god, did that drive you nuts.

“What is this? Both my siblings are so invested in it, so what is it?” You asked as you sat down on the opposite side of the table of him. He was watching your every move, every curve, every tit bounce, everything.

“It’s just a game that we play for fun.” He spoke with a chuckle, “then again I don’t really expect the women who’s graduating as the valedictorian to know what fun is.”

You giggled leaning forward on the table, “I know more about fun than you think.” He crossed his arms across his chest chuckling at your words, “studying is probably fun to you.”

“You’re right it is.” You spoke as you pushed the chair back, standing up. You began to slowly walk toward him dragging your finger across the table as you moved, “I’ve been studying you this whole time, you think I haven’t seen? You’ve been stripping me with your eyes at this point.” You spoke with a giggle.

Eddie began to breathe heavy as you sat on your knees infront of him, “I mean I don’t mind, I can’t say I haven’t enjoyed the view.” Your hands began to trail up his thighs, as you watched the bugle in his pants get bigger. “All this… for me..?” You giggled as you watched him bite his lip and nod his head; unable to form the proper words.

You began to rub his erection through his jeans, slowly reaching to unbutton it. “Ready for some fun, love?” You asked as you looked up at him, unzipping his pants.

“Holy shit… don’t tease..” he pleaded with you, as he began to move his hands into your hand that was stroking his cock through his boxers. “You said you wanted fun babe, I’m just getting started.” You spoke as you stood up.

He hurried to pull his pants down, as he watched you turn around and walk to the door, you closed it and locked the door. On the way back you pulled your shirt over your head, and unclipped your bra.

He reached his hand out to play with your tits, but you swatted his hand away, “no touching yet.” You pulled your jeans down and sat on his covered bulge.

Eddie closed his eyes as he felt your wet panties sit on his twitching dick, he hasn’t felt this way with any other girl. He thought he was going to lose his mind when you began to roll your hips against him.

He groaned as he looked at you with pleading eyes, “please let me fuck you..” you giggled before reaching down to slide your panties to the side. “Let me fuck you.” You spoke with a smirk as you let his hard dick spring out of his boxers.

You hovered over his throbbing dick, as you rubbed his dick up and down your wet folds. You whimpered as you began to slide down his throbbing, veiny dick.

He groaned as he began to fill up your very tight pussy, feeling you clinch around his dick as he began to try and meet your hips. You moaned as you pushed his hips down, “No! Fuck Eddie! Not so fast.” You moaned into his neck as you squeezed his bicep.

“Are you a virgin sweetheart..?” He whispered as he lightly pulled your hair back so your eyes could meet, you tried to look away as you slowly began to nod your head. “Sweetheart, why didn’t you say something.” He spoke as he pulled you off of him. “Wait! I didn’t want to stop! I didn’t tell you because I didn’t think you’d want too..” You whimpered as you looked up at him. He chuckled as he sat you on the table again, “I’m not going to stop sweetheart, this is your first time, it’s supposed to be special..” he pushed your hair out of your face as he pulled your wet panties down your soft thighs.

He pulled his boxers all the way down as he spread your legs, looking at your soaked pussy. You were so stunning to Eddie, he flashed you a bright smile as he began to rub his red tip in between your slick folds. “You ready sweetie?” He asked gentler as he rubbed your thigh.

“Fuck me eddie.” You whimpered as you began to move your hips toward him. He chuckled as he began to slowly slide into your slick, tight hole. You moaned loudly as your back began to arch.

He put his hand beside your head as he fully entered, refusing to move once he was in. “You want me to move” he spoke looking at you in your eyes, searching for any hesitation.

You bit your lip and began nodding your head, “please”. He smiled as he leaned down to kiss you, when your lips met you felt a spark shoot through your body. At the same time he kissed you he began to thrust into you slowly.

“Eddie..” you moaned into his shoulder blade, as he began to pick up the pace, he began to groan in your ear as he gripped your thighs to help him go faster.

“I love the way you sound sweetheart, you’re so beautiful.” He groaned in your ear as he began pound into your slick hole, the room was filled with the sounds of skin clapping and your moans.

“E-Edd-“ you stuttered as you felt yourself about to come undone around his thick member, “Go ahead Sweetheart.” He whispered in your ear as he hit your spot repeatedly.

You gasped as you came around him, he groaned in satisfaction as he felt himself about to release in you. “Sweetheart, I’m about to cum..” he moaned as he tried to pull out.

You wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled him back down, “cum in me eddie..” you whispered in his ear. He groaned as he came deep inside you, “fuck sweetheart..” he whispered.

“I’m on the pill eddie.. I’ll be fine..” you whispered letting your legs fall down.

“You’re so beautiful sweetheart…”

I'M SO PROUD OF Y'ALL!

Edge of Seventeen - Eddie Munson x OC

warnings: soft smut, (both parties are of age) Minors Do Not Interact

word count: 6.2k

It was late and Eddie had just finished cleaning up after the Hellfire Club meeting of the week. This was something he actually enjoyed doing by himself. Skimming over the notes of his players as he tidied up and seeing what their takeaways were from that week's adventure. It was probably one of his favourite parts besides actually playing the game. Getting to see how his players experienced his world. 

He let out a breathy chuckle to himself, as he swung his backpack over his shoulder and headed out of the basement and up into the empty halls of Hawkins High. 

He walked past the cafeteria and was only a few steps from reaching the entrance door when he heard the muffled gentle voice of someone singing along with a few weak piano chords. Stopping in his tracks, he turned around to locate where that voice could come from. He looked down the hallway and his eyes stopped at the door to the music room.

Eddie smiled to himself. He started to think that his passion for music had gotten others to find an interest. 

As he made his way towards the room, the voice became clearer and he bit the corner of his lip knowing exactly who he would find on the other side of that door. When he looked through the small window, he couldn’t help but smile. There she was, beautiful Sam with her fiery red hair cascading in waves down her back, fingers dancing along the piano keys. 

He took a moment to fix his already matted hair and braced himself to charm her, or at least try. No matter how many times they’ve engaged in conversation before, he still gets butterflies at the thought. Eddie watched as her fingers played across the ivory, so delicate and focused. He could watch her play for hours and never get bored. He wrapped his fingers around the handle of the door, his rings clinking against it softly as he tugged it open and made his way inside. 

He closed the door softly behind him and leaned against it, crossing his arms so he could watch her a little while longer. Once she realized he was here she might stop and that was the last thing he wanted. 

He recognized the song she was playing. It was Three Times A Lady by Commodores - not really his kind of music, but he thought it suited her well. She still hadn't noticed him, thinking she was all by herself as she started to sing along to the soft sounds of the piano.

Eddie hadn’t heard her sing for the first time, but his reaction was the same all the time he quietly listened to her smooth voice echoing in the room - it had a calming effect on him. He didn’t want to admit it, but sometimes after Hellfire Club meetings, he'd stay longer to listen to her. 

Sam sang through the first verse and the chorus with ease, her voice flowing smoothly along with the melody. Eddie closed his eyes as she continued to play. The way Sam's music makes him feel has Eddie convinced that magic must be real. Her voice is the type that leads sailors into the sea. He realized suddenly that the music had stopped. He opened his eyes slowly, meeting Sam's clear blue eyes from the piano bench. 

"Sorry," Eddie murmured before clearing his throat. "I was just leaving and heard you playing...you're really good." 

Sam sighed as she switched out the book of music on the piano. "Glad you think so. My mom keeps saying I don't practice enough." 

"Is she crazy?" Eddie exclaimed as he took a step forward. "You're here almost every night!" 

Sam's eyes narrowed at him. He realized quickly that those were the most words Eddie's spoken to her in the few years since she moved to Hawkins. Confusion painted her pretty face, her eyebrow knit together as she watched him speak. 

"I mean," Eddie mumbled, face flaring in embarrassment. "Not that I'm keeping track of you or anything." 

Sam looked down and rested her fingers on the piano keys. He could only imagine how sore her fingers were from practicing into late hours for days in the music room, all alone. Something her mother insisted she do. This late after school the distractions were fewer, she could work to improve her skills in peace. 

"It's fine, Eddie."  She inhaled deeply. "To be honest, I wouldn't mind some company." Blue eyes met his warm, brown ones once again. 

He gave her a soft smile, hands tucked inside his jeans pockets as he walked forward. "You want me to stay?"

She cleared her throat and looked down again, tucking her hair behind her ears. Her cheeks started to feel warm all of a sudden. "Sure...I mean, you're already here so…"

Eddie felt her eyes following his movement towards one of the stray chairs in the room only to have his action interrupted as she spoke again. 

“Why don’t you sit on the bench with me? I-if you want to, of course, I mean there’s enough space for both of us.” 

She turned back to face the piano immediately as soon as the words left her lips. He bit back a laugh at her quick reaction. Not that he’d ever laugh at her, hell he was probably as or more nervous than she was. He’s felt this way around her ever since he first saw her as she set foot through the door of the cafeteria. He couldn’t explain it even if he tried but he instantly felt drawn to her. 

“I’d love that actually, thanks.” he voiced as he sat next to her, a smile tugged on his lips she turned slightly to face him. 

Eddie fiddled with his rings, he hated how shy he gets around her, that’s probably the reason he avoids her when he’s with his friends. They’d never let him forget about it if they saw him all get so flustered over some girl. “so…” she trails off.

“It was really, pretty,” he pointed to the songbook. His long legs straddled the bench, his chest facing her she could read the words on his shirt. The Hellfire Club. “Could use more guitar solos though.”

She tucked her hair behind her ear and laughed. Her bright smile made his chest flutter with excitement as she watched him. “You and the club had fun tonight?” She asked softly, just trying to make him comfortable with the conversation. “I could hear your laughter even over my music.”

“They came thirteen hit points from losing a key party member tonight. It was a tough battle but they pulled it off and managed to save everyone.” Eddie rambled on, she loved when he talked about Dungeons and Dragons. It made his eyes light up and his lips curl in the corners a little extra. “You probably don’t want to hear about this nerdy stuff,” he stopped, looking down at his hands between his lap.  

"I do," she said with a comforting nod towards him.

"Y-you, you do?" he looked up, frowning at her because this was the last response he'd expected from her. He really hoped she wasn't playing him.

"Yeah, I mean, I don't know how to play it, but-"

"I can show you," the words came pouring out of him before he could think about what he said. "I- I mean...if you want?" he looked into her eyes, feeling insecure about his words. He didn't want to cross a line.

"Yeah," Sam said brightly. "I'd love to! Maybe I could pay you back with some piano lessons." 

"What makes you think I don't already know how to play this old thing?" Eddie asked, a fake expression of hurt on his face. 

He swung his other leg over the bench to face the piano and cracked his knuckles. Sam's eyes grew wide, biting back the smile on her lips in case she was going to hurt his feelings. She wasn't sure if he was being serious or not. 

"Prepare to be amazed," he said sternly. 

There was an aggressively loud mangling of music as Eddie's hands slammed on the keys at random. Sam laughed out loud and covered her ears, nose scrunched up in a smile. 

"What?" Eddie asked. "I can't believe you don't like it. I can take this show elsewhere..." 

Eddie got up to leave, a pout on his face that makes Sam laugh harder. She grabbed his hand and pulled him back. 

"No, stop! It was great! Beautiful! Groundbreaking!" She giggled as Eddie sat back down. 

Her fingers tangled with his as she caught her breath from laughing so hard. Eddie's heart thumped harder at the glint of mischief in her eyes. 

"You know, Munson. You'd probably make a pretty good piano player," she said, turning his palm over to trace his lifelines. "You have nice hands." 

Eddie felt his breath catch in his throat as he looked down to watch her fingertips trace his palm, and over his rough patches from where he held his guitar. The piano was never an instrument that he had considered for himself. It was always vocals and guitar. Those were his specialties. This was the first time someone had made him believe that he was capable of more than just the things he knew already. 

He felt a smile tug at his lips, as his hand curled around hers softly, “I guess if you believe I can, then I think you would make the perfect teacher for me” He replied, rubbing his thumb gently over the back of her hand. 

Sam chuckled nervously as she bit her lips from his sweet touch. She’d bet she was as red as a tomato, his kind words didn’t make it easier to contain her overflowing emotions. 

She looked down to their hands before meeting his doe eyes again, thumb still stroking her hand soothingly. “I know you can Eddie. So a D&D lesson for a piano lesson? Sounds more than good to me”

“Good, we’ve got ourselves a deal then,” he smiled as he lowered himself back down to the bench, hand still holding hers. 

Once he was sat, he felt Sam’s stare on their interlaced hands and gnawed on the inside of his lip. He stopped his strokes and slowly tugged his hand back onto his lap. Although he would have preferred to leave them as they were he didn’t want to make things awkward between them.  

“Sorry about that” he mumbled. 

“It’s ok, I don’t mind,” Sam whispered. “Should we, um, do you wanna start today?”

“I mean… I’ll have to check the good old schedule but,” he paused, who’s he kidding? He gave up his attempt to play hard to get. “Sure. We can start today”. 

“You know how to read music?” She asked, her smile infectious. He nodded his head and watched as she leaned closer to him. “C,” she played the key furthest to the left, “D,” she played the next one. 

Eddie watched as her delicate hands moved across the keyboard, showing him one by one each note so he could follow along. “E,” she smiled, “for Eddie.”

“E,” he leaned in a little closer, searching her eyes as he went. “For enamored.” 

She laughed, “you’re hilarious.”

“You’re pretty,” he huffed, his teeth tugging on his bottom lip as her cheeks flushed pink. 

Sam watched as his eyes drifted from her lips and back up. She quickly looked back down at the keyboard. 

"Um, so then there are also chords," she said quickly. "Uh, here's C Sharp or D Flat. And D Sharp or E Flat..." 

"Sam," Eddie murmured. His hand brushed against hers as she pressed the different keys in rapid succession. 

"And F Sharp or G Flat..." 

He grabbed her hand, causing the keys to tinkle. “Sam,” he said again, she looked down at their fingers before meeting his eyes. 

"Can I get a raincheck on our lesson for today? Eddie asked, once again looking down at Sam's pink lips. 

"Um, okay. What else did you have in mind?" She replied softly. 

His nose almost touched hers as he leaned in. Eddie brushed a strand of hair out of her face, fingertips grazing her cheek. 

"Can I kiss you?" Eddie asked with a small smile. 

Sam paused, and she let out a breath, her eyes scanning over his features. She leaned forward and pressed her forehead against his, brushing their noses together. 

“Yes please,” she whispered, biting her bottom lip to stop a smile. 

At her words, Eddie finally closed the gap between them, pressing his lips gently against hers. Her lips were soft and sweet causing butterflies to erupt in his stomach, as his hand moved around the back of her neck and rested there to deepen the kiss. It was everything he had hoped it would be and more. 

He took her bottom lip in between his teeth and slowly swiped his tongue over the same spot as he let go, silently asking for permission. As Sam’s lips opened for him he felt her hand slip into his hair. He held back a groan as she dragged her nails across his scalp tugging lightly on the strands laced between her fingers.

He’s never felt anything like this before, not with any other girl anyway. He can’t get enough of her. His hands trail down to her thigh, the cold metal on his rings causing her to flinch a little, but he doesn’t even notice all he can think about is devouring the girl he’s waited so patiently to get his hands on. 

Sam moaned against his grip, leaning as close as she could on the narrow bench. Eddie let his hand trail away from her neck, his fingers tracing her spine. He skated along the hem of her jeans where they met her shirt and dared to let them dance against her hot skin. Her back arched into him as he ran them against her skin, her lips curving into a bring smile against his mouth. 

“That tickles,” she whispered breathlessly. 

"I'll be sure to remember that for next time," Eddie replied with a grin. 

His lips trailed down along her jaw as one hand gripped the soft skin of her hip. The other hand slowly came up to tangle in her hair, pulling her head back to gain access to her throat.

"Next time?" she panted, heavy lidded eyes staring at the ceiling.

The room felt like it was a million times hotter. The throbbing between her legs grew stronger as Eddie began to leave warm, wet kisses on her skin.

"I mean, I need more lessons, don't I?" he asked cheekily, nipping at Sam's neck. 

"I don't know, Munson, I think you know enough already," Sam sighed.

A low chuckle left Eddie’s chest, as his tongue glided along up her throat before reattaching his lips to hers. He gently let go of her hair, and brushed his nose against hers “If you want me to stop sweetheart, just say the word…” He spoke, quietly, ghosting the back of his fingers against her cheek. 

Sam’s eyes shot open, and she moved a little to look at him, a sweet smile plastered to her lips. “Don’t you dare..” She breathed, as she wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him as close as she possibly could without either of them falling off the piano bench. 

The bench wobbled uneasily beneath them sending them both scrambling not to fall. But it was too late, Eddie tipped too far unable to recover, and took Sam with him. Tumbling to the floor in a tangled mess he gripped her tightly so she fell against his chest and didn’t hit the floor. The impact knocked the wind out of him and he groaned uncomfortably as Sam sat back onto her knees, straddling either side of his hips. 

“Oh shit,” she slapped her hand over her mouth, giggling, “are you okay?” She quickly realized he might actually be hurt and ran her hands over his chest and face as he recovered from the fall. 

“I think,” he groaned, “I think I need mouth to mouth, I can’t…” he pretended to faint and Sam laughed even harder. 

“I think I can help with that,” she wrapped her fingers into the bundle of necklaces around his throat and crushed her lips against his just to shut him up. 

Eddie sat up, cupping her head as their tongues tangled together. He rolled Sam onto her back, bumping into a few of the chairs. She cackled as he groaned. 

"Christ, I swear I've done this before," Eddie said before laughing out loud. 

"Lookin' forward to you proving that," she said with a smile. 

Eddie kissed Sam again as she pulled off his jacket and tossed it to the side. The lean muscle of his shoulders and arms flexed against her hands as he hovered over her body. His hands slid under her shirt, long fingers gripping her ribs. 

"You are ridiculously soft, holy shit," Eddie groans as his hips rock against hers. 

She giggles, squirming in his grasp. Her eyes go wide as Eddie smiles, "ticklish, there too?"

His fingers dug into the skin of her side, causing Sam's back to arch. A laugh ending in a moan bubbled from her lips as the motion caused his hip bones to dig into her thighs. 

Eddie used his knee to open up her legs and nestled himself between them, as he peppered her face with wet, messy kisses, landing back on her lips quickly, before ghosting her jaw with his tongue and then pulling her ear lobe between his teeth gently. 

“I think this is the best music lesson I’ve ever had..” He rasped in her ear as Sam’s hands tangled into his hair. He moved his kiss down her neck and across her collarbone, as he pushed her shirt up and helped her pull it over her head. 

He sat himself up onto his elbow and softly ran his finger across her collarbone and down her arm. “God, you’re beautiful…” He smiled at her, placing a tender kiss on her forehead. “I meant it, princess, you say the word and we stop, okay?” 

Sam responded with a nod, so lost in his eyes she couldn’t find her words for a moment. Eddie nudged her nose lightly. 

“I’m gonna need to hear you say it, sweetheart, can you do that for me?” he breathed against her lips. She cupped his face in her hands and lifted her chin, her lips meeting his as she took them between hers in a sweet but hungry kiss. She mimicked his previous action and pulled his bottom lip down with her teeth as she came back down. The pull made him groan as his hips bucked against hers. 

“I say the word and we stop. I know.” She pulled her hands from his face, dipping them between their bodies and finding the hem of his shirt. “Off,” she panted against him as she fumbled with the fabric. 

Eddie sat back carefully, raised on his knees, and lifted the shirt over his head in a swift movement, the necklaces getting caught in the collar. Sam laughed, gently pulling them free and letting them fall to his bare chest. Eddie stared at her, hovering over her body, and tickled his finger at the top of her jeans

. 

“You can take them off Eddie, it’s okay” She breathed, smiling up at him, knowing that he was hesitating to go farther without her consent. 

Taking a deep breath, he dipped his head and kissed his way from her neck down her torso as his fingers worked to undo her jeans. He hooked his fingers into them and slowly pulled them off, Sam’s hips lifting to help him before her pants were tossed aside. Eddie took her ankle in his hand, gliding his lips up her leg, placing little kisses along the way. 

Sam let out a slight whine from beneath him, and reached for him again, “Baby please.. You’re being a tease,” she pouted. 

Another deep chuckle left his chest, as he moved his body back on top of Sam’s, resting a hand above her head while his fingertips drew circles on her torso, skating slightly underneath her bra and the edge of her panties. 

“Can I take these off?” he asked as he placed small kisses all over her jawline and his finger slipped under her bra strap. 

A low moan tumbled from her lips as he reached her neck and he nibbled on the spot right below her ear. “God yes.” 

Eddie smiled against her neck. He slid the tip of his nose up to her ear and whispered, “As you wish m’lady.” Earned a giggle from Sam as his hands reached towards her back.

His fingers grazed against her skin as he popped the clasp on her bra and tucked his hands into the straps and pulled it from her shoulders. “Do you just watch The Princess Bride by yourself or?” Sam watched him through her lashes as his expression shifted from confident to flustered. 

“Enough talking princess,” he nuzzled his face against her neck to avoid the question. Kissing her collarbone and sternum, licking his tongue against her skin in circles. He kissed the top of each breast, before pulling a nipple between his teeth and rolling it against his tongue. 

Sam whimpered against his touch and her hands pressed into the scratchy music room carpet below her back as Eddie worked his mouth around her breasts. Her breath quickened and she arched her back, pressing herself into him as her nipple hardened in his touch. 

Eddie’s hand traveled down her body, before he dragged a knuckle against the fabric of her panties, a gasp escaping Sam’s lips. He looked up with concern in his eyes, “Is this okay?”  

Nodding her head furiously, Sam bucked her hips back against his fingers. “Absolutely..” She breathed, lifting her head up to look at him, “Show me what those fingers can do..” She rasped with a smirk on her lips. 

Eddie arched an eyebrow, as mischief came across his face. He hooked his fingers into her panties and pulled them off her legs, running his fingers lightly up her leg once more before dragging a finger through her wet folds. “So ready for me..” He whispered, placing a kiss on her hip bone. 

He slipped a finger inside her warm cunt as he placed kisses on each hip bone and on top of her mound. His warm breath fanned above her throbbing nub as he stuck his tongue out and placed a kitten lick making her sing in pleasure as her back arched. 

“Hmm I knew you’d sound beautiful.” he hummed. 

Sam lifted herself up to her elbows and met his eyes. Eddie winked at her as he pulled his finger back, now slipping in two as he took her clit between his lips. He rolled his tongue around it and sucked as she let herself fall back, her hands finding solace in his hair. 

“Oh, my G- Eddie please don’t stop.” Her fingers tangled in his hair she let her head fall back, red hair cascading in a pool on the floor beneath her. “Please,” the words dripped from her lips. 

Eddie wasn’t planning on stopping, not until she was screaming his name, the anticipation of the sound was enough for him to pump faster. His other hand pressed to her stomach, holding her hips to the floor as his tongue worked against her sensitive, slick skin. She wanted to hear her beg for him, his name on her wet lips as he brought her closer and closer to the edge. 

“Eddie,” she whimpered. Her hand tugging a little harder in his hair, he moaned against her as the pain mixed with the pleasure only made him needier. She loosened the grip on his hair, gaining his attention, she curved her fingers beckoning him back to her lips and he listened without hesitation. 

He slammed their lips back together and pushed his hips against her. A hand rested against her neck, the coolness of his rings combating the heat of her skin, as he swiped his thumb across her throat. 

“I need you, sweetheart..” He mumbled against her lips before moving off her and messily discarding his jeans and boxers. Eddie rolled back onto Sam and peppered her face with kisses, reaching between them to line himself up with her entrance. “Are you okay?” He asked, tucking a piece of Sam’s hair behind her ear. 

Through bated breath, Sam groaned an incoherent yes as she wrapped her arms around his neck and combed her fingers into his dark waves. Both of them moaned as he finally pushed himself into her, Eddie placed little kisses over her collarbone and shoulder whispering compliments and praises into her skin. 

Sam gave a soft kiss to his earlobe and lowered her head to nuzzle her face against his neck. She could feel him stretching her out and pleasure took over her whole body, but she was desperate to feel more of him. She needed him as close as possible.

Her hands traveled down along his back to stop just above his cheeks. “I need you to move baby,” she whispered. 

His lips attached to her neck and the small groan that erupted vibrated into her skin. “ Just tell me if it hurts and I’ll stop, okay? “. She nodded 

Her hands traveled back up to cup his face, assuring him with a soft smile, and he started to move slowly. His eyes stared right into hers as if he tried to remember every single expression on her face. A mixture between pleasure and pain hit her and she whimpered under his warm body before she dove into a fiery kiss. 

Eddie kept his movements slow and controlled while she got used to him as they kissed. All tongue and teeth as he swallowed her moans and cries between his lips. He let her lip go with a soft plop as he left a trail of wet kisses along her jawline and down her neck. 

“You feel so good, Sam. So. Good.” 

Each word was punctuated with thrusts as her nails dug small half moons above his shoulder blades. Sam’s hand flew to her mouth as she cried out his name. He moved his hand to grab hers and interlaced their fingers as he laid their hands down next to her face. 

“Don’t, please. I wanna hear those sweet sounds.” He reassured her, staring over at her with admiration. Her beautiful red hair stuck messily to the sweat on her neck and forehead. Beads of sweat dripped down her neck, begging for attention. 

Eddie couldn’t resist himself and ran his tongue along her skin, nipping at her jaw before kissing her again. “What about the,” she could barely catch her breath as he thrust into her again, “janitor?”

“Let him hear,” Eddie laughed, kissing her again, growling against her skin, “I want everyone to know that we’re in here.” 

Sam let out a laugh which bled into a groan as she clenched around him and pressed her head into the carpet, arching her back into him and meeting his thrusts. “Oh god, Eddie..” She whined, squeezing his hand. 

The danger and thought of being caught only made them crazier for each other. Eddie picked up his pace and slammed harder into her as pleasure completely took over, moans and praises dripped from his lips, as he pressed messy kisses to her lips, taking in all her sounds. 

“Fuck princess, you’re close... I can feel you” He rasped, pressing his forehead against her, as their hips moved against each other, he reached between them and circled her clit with his middle finger. 

Only able to nod her head, Sam whined and took his bottom lip between her teeth, “Oh my god..” She breathed, as she pulsed her muscles around him, feeling the fire growing in her belly. 

The two of them moved against each other, a mess of sweat and pleasure filling the whole room as Sam scrambled to grip Eddie’s shoulders. Her vision went black for a split second as she felt herself let go, feeling Eddie’s lips slam against hers once more. His thrusts became uncontrolled and quick as if feeling Sam let go was all he needed, before he felt himself spilling into her, their loud moans surely echoing down the empty hallways of the school. 

Eddie peppered her shoulder, neck, jawline, and face with tiny kisses, moving a hand up to cup her cheek and swiping a bead of sweat away from her face. “Are you okay?” He whispered, unable to keep the smile off his perfect lips. 

She cupped his face with one hand while the other pushed back strands of sweaty curls from his face. He leaned into her touch and laid a kiss on her palm. Even as they caught their breath, he still couldn’t fathom that they were here together. That they actually shared this moment, that it wasn’t some lucid dream from leftover adrenaline from the week.  

“Perfect. You are perfect.” She breathed with a smile as he bashfully pressed his cheek to hers, a soft chuckle tumbling from his lips as he slipped his hand under her lower back and flipped them onto their sides. Sam hissed a little at the movement earning a string of whispered ‘sorry’s’ and kisses to both her cheeks and the tip of her nose from him.

“I’m far from it sweetheart. But you, oh you are a work of art.” 

“Don’t say that Eddie. You were perfect - you are perfect.” She looked into his eyes, carefully brushing his cheek with her hand and keeping eye contact. 

He grinned and bit his bottom lip. “Come here.” He almost whispered and pulled her softly into his chest. She rested her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

She tangled two fingers into his necklaces and tilted her head up to look at him, “Eddie?” she said, the sound of her voice just a whisper. “What now?”

His brows pinched together, his lips pursing at her question. He hadn’t thought that far but now that he was there were a million things he wanted to do now, with her. He wanted to take her to the drive-in, to concerts, and walk her proudly down the hallway. He wanted everyone in Hawkins to know that she belonged to him, and he belonged to her. But what if that’s not what she wanted. He knew how people looked at him, and there was a fleeting moment of disappointment, of guilt for being selfish when he realized that she may be ashamed of him outside of this safe haven they had created. He had just needed her so badly he hadn’t thought about how hard he had just made everything for her.

He swallowed hard, looking at the locked door to the music room, “I,” he sighed, unsure of what to say. “Listen, Sam, I know how the school talks… if it’s better we can just pretend…”

“Pretend what?” Her voice was louder now. “If you’re going to suggest that I forget this happened, please don’t.” She pressed a soft kiss to his bottom lip and rubbed her thumb against his chest. 

A deep sigh left Eddie’s chest as he pulled the small redhead closer to him, “I just... I don’t want anyone to hurt you... To turn on you or think less of you because of me. I would never forgive myself for doing that to you..” He answered quietly. 

Eddie had gotten used to how everyone saw him. The villain who was corrupting the kids in town with his satanic game. The freak who was too loud and dramatic and didn’t know when to behave. He was used to the way everyone would stare at him or change sides of the street, and the thought of bringing that down upon Sam broke his heart. 

Sam placed a light kiss on the tattoo that covered his heart before sitting back slightly to look in his eyes, “Eddie Munson, you listen to me. You are one of the kindest and most caring people I have ever met. I do not care what anyone says about you or the two of us together. I have wanted this for longer than I care to admit too. You are the person I choose Eddie. I want to be with you for exactly who you are.” 

Eddie didn’t answer at first, but she could see how much her words affected him. How much he needed her to say that for him to understand that she didn’t give a shit what others would think of them together. 

How much she cared for him. 

The corner of his lips turned upwards into a soft smile and she swore that she could see his eyes getting slightly coated with tears before he placed his forehead against hers with closed eyes. He breathed out and whispered the words that made her heart beat faster than ever before.

“You are too precious for this world, princess… I’m never letting you go.” He embraced her into a tight hug and kissed her hard, feeling how her heart could burst out from her chest as she pulled him as close as possible with the grip on his necklace. 

“Well, good thing I don’t plan on going anywhere then huh?” She said as he pulled back from her lips a soft but hesitant smile on his lips. He buried his face in the crook of her neck and took in the mix of her sweet soft scent with his as he tried to contain his emotions. She can’t see you crack, Munson. How the hell did he get so lucky? 

“Sam?” he asked after a minute of silence, both not wanting to leave each other, but he knew at some point this moment would end and he was pushed into reality again. 

“Yeah?” she whispered in a sleepy voice. He noticed her steady breathing. The last thing he wanted to do right now was to keep her awake but they had to get up at some point. Tomorrow would be a regular day at school again and he didn’t need anyone walking into the music room seeing them like this. This was just for him and her, a moment for nobody else but them. 

Eddie smiled into her skin as he placed a sloppy kiss on her forehead, and brushed a hand over the side of her face, removing the strands of hair that were stuck in the sweat remaining on her skin. “We’ve gotta get up sweetheart,” He mumbled, shifting so that he could stand up, and reach out his hands for her. He pulled her up to her feet and placed both hands on the sides of her face. 

“One more kiss” He chuckled, pressing his lips into hers, pulling back, and then kissing her a second time. 

Sam giggled into the kiss, placing her hands on his waist. When he finally let her go, the two of them moved around the classroom, gathering their clothes and getting dressed again. Eddie stole glances at her as she pulled her shirt back over her head, unable to contain his happiness. It was a new feeling for him. He actually felt at peace with her around. He still worried about the backlash Sam would face just by being near him, it was something he was always going to worry about. This town loved to cut down anyone who dared be different than them and they wouldn’t hesitate to do that to Sam. He just knew it. But it just meant that he had to protect her. She had made it clear to him that she wasn’t running away that easily, which only seemed to make the uneasy feeling worse. 

Once they were dressed, Eddie made his way back over to her, and draped his jacket around her shoulders, smiling as he placed a light kiss on the tip of her nose. “We should get you home, Red” He smirked, as he breathed out a deep sigh. 

Eddie wrapped his arm around Sam’s waist and kissed her temple as they walked out of the classroom and into the hallway together. As they walked Sam leaned her head against his shoulder, and let out a deep breath.

“When we are together, the moments I cherish. With every beat of my heart to touch you, to hold you, to feel you, to need you. There's nothing to keep us apart..” Eddie sang quietly.