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Morning! Got wood?

nsfw / eddie x she/her!reader

(*taps mic* hey is this thing o— *the mic starts squealing and screeching and everyone’s covering their ears while i’m still trying to talk and just making the mic screech more feedback*)

Sunlight filters in through the partially closed blinds and curtains shielding Eddie’s bedroom window, casting warm rays over your indecipherable forms beneath the messed sheets and blankets. You stir just slightly, nose wrinkling as the light cuts out the darkness behind your eyelids, waking you from a deep and restful sleep in the safety of Eddie’s arms. Groaning softly, you shift further into his chest, hiding your face away against him.

Feeling you shift in his arms, Eddie instinctively tightens his embrace around you, ensuring you remain nestled safely against him. As you groan and burrow deeper into his chest, he responds with a content sigh, relishing in the feel of your warmth and closeness. His morning wood is already pressing insistently against the bed beneath him, but he ignores it for now, choosing to enjoy the quiet, bleary bliss the two of you share in this post-sleep haze.

“Mmm, ‘morning, baby. Sleep good?” His voice is soft and lazy, rumbling through you like a gentle purr.

With a lazy stretch, he props himself up onto an elbow, bringing your face back into view as he brushes a stray lock of hair out of your eyes.

“How’s breakfast sound? I thought maybe I could cook us something...”

Looking you over, Eddie can already tell you’re both in for a better, easier day today. You rub your eyes and yawn quietly, before lowering your hands to blink sleepy eyes open — bright and curious in the sun, gazing up at him sweetly with just a hint of lingering disorientation. You nod softly through another yawn to confirm you slept well, trying to shuffle back to him when he stretches and shifts up onto his his elbow. Feeling his morning wood nudge against your hip, you can’t help a light snort as you nuzzle into his neck.

“Mmh, sure, but… I think you might need some help here, first…”

Eddie laughs, running a hand through his messy bangs and looking down at you with amusement.

"Maybe I do," he agrees, watching you closely as you squirm closer to him again.

He takes a deep breath, trying to maintain control amidst the heat beginning to course through his veins. This woman has an incredible effect on him, body and soul.

“Alright, I surrender. Help me with that, will you, sweetheart?”

He lays back down on the pillow, spreading his legs slightly as his arousal becomes even more pronounced under your gaze. You’ve only just woken up, and yet you’ve managed to turn him into a horny mess all over again.

God, he loves it. It makes him feel so alive and desired.

Smiling softly as he lies back down, you nuzzle into his cheek, kissing against his warm skin and trailing your lips southward. With Eddie’s primary method of sleeping being in just his boxers, you’re given easy access, but you still take your time — if only to get him to produce those needy, whiny sounds he makes when he gets particularly turned on. You kiss and mouth your way down his bare, hair-dusted chest, over his soft belly, pausing at his happy trail to nuzzle into him affectionately with a pleased moan. His skull-print boxers are stiffly tented just beneath you, a wet spot forming in the fabric as he leaks precum.

“So soft… I love how soft and warm you are, Eds…”

Letting out a moan of pleasure as you continue your ministrations, Eddie’s fingers grip at the sheets, his knuckles growing white with the force of his desire. His throat works, trying desperately to produce a coherent sentence, but all that escapes him is raw need and passionate entreaty: a string of filthy words begging for release, all punctuated by short gasps of pleasure as you touch him.

“Fuck, baby, oh my god… please suck my cock; please suck my cock~”

His arousal is so intense it borders on painful; every part of him aches to be touched, filled, consumed by you.

“Don't tease me... please, just make me cum... need to cum so bad, honey.”

“Poor baby,” you murmur sweetly, genuine and soothing, a balm to his soul and a deeper ache in his throbbing cock.

Moving lower, you’re getting closer to giving him what he needs, kissing the wet spot in his boxers that halos the head of his erection. He’s so stiff that there’s hardly any give, and you can feel the tense of muscle in his hips and thighs as he struggles to find friction and pressure.

“Shh, it’s okay, I’ll make it all better~”

Hooking your fingers in the elastic band of his boxers, you shuck them down, tucking the hem under his balls once his dick springs free, pointed skyward and colored with a pinkish-red with the discomfort of cum-swollen balls after a day or two without release under your attention. Giving his right hand a day off, you grasp him with yours instead and stroke gently, while your mouth envelops his mushroom tip.

“Ohh, fuck…!” Eddie lets loose a broken moan as he feels you pull him ever closer towards the edge, your hand working faster and your lips hot and demanding against him.

Everything else fades away until it's just the sensation of your body moving against his and your steadying presence guiding him through this maelstrom of ecstasy.

“Yeah, baby, suck me... Make me blow my load, baby... Fuck…”

As your mouth sinks further around him, Eddie throws back his head with a low, shivering moan. Your lips are warm and expert, knowing just how to drive him wild with pleasure. His fingers twitch, wanting to grab your hair and guide your movements, but he holds back, trusting you completely in this moment. Each thrust of your tongue sends shockwaves of pure bliss through him — he can't stand it anymore; he knows he's going to explode soon. His entire body tenses, preparing for the release.

“Shit, b-baby... I'm gonna cum... fuck me...” his voice cracks, driven mad by the pleasure coursing through him, unable to last much longer under your skilled assault.

You moan softly around him, staring up at him through your lashes, Eddie getting the perfect view of you on your knees between his spread thighs, leaned forward to bury yourself in his crotch. You know just where to swipe your tongue, how to suck him off with just the right amount of pressure, how to fondle his balls in your warm, soft palm to get them to tighten and throb in preparation to release his load. You throat him as best you can against gentle gags and groans, nose nuzzled into his coarse pubes, feeling him start to pulse on your tongue.

With a feral cry, Eddie erupts, his seed jetting forth into your eager mouth as wave after wave of unimaginable pleasure crashes over him. He sees stars, feels like he's floating in mid-air — all thanks to the skillful and devoted attention you’re lavishing upon him. As he comes down from his high, his fingers thread roughly through your hair, clutching your scalp as he tries to regain some sense of control and grounding, wheezing and panting, utterly spent from his climax.

"Oh... my... fuck..." he pants hoarsely, eyes locked onto yours as you sit up and wipe your lips clean with a swipe from your thumb, sharing a smug smile over having thoroughly pleased your partner and left him practically defenseless.

As his orgasm slows to intermittent waves, Eddie’s head collapses back onto the pillow, his hips jerking lazily in your grasp, spent and utterly sated by the fierce attentions of the girl he loves beyond reason.

Pleased with and proud of the effects your efforts have had on him, you crawl up his side and then cuddle into Eddie’s waiting arms, draping one of yours over his middle while you tuck your head into the crook of his shoulder. His softening dick rests against his hip, wet with your saliva and weeping residual cum, twitching occasionally as you tangle up together again. You hug him tight, letting him have his time to recover and catch his breath, comforting him through it.

“All better? You must’ve been aching, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you so hard.”

Eddie wraps his arm around you with a snort, pulling you close, your soft body melting perfectly against him as he keeps his hand firmly buried in your hair. He turns his head, capturing your mouth with his own, pouring all the affection and gratitude he feels for you into a tender kiss. As you part, Eddie grins like a loon at you.

"Better doesn't even begin to cover it, babygirl. Always know just what I need," he tells you, caressing your cheek gently before nuzzling his face back into the curve of your jaw, inhaling deeply your unique scent, like gardenias and vanilla and sunlit days in June.

Contentment fills him to overflowing as the two of you lay entwined in the sticky afterglow of your passionate morning encounter.

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