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I Just Wanna Feel Again

Vamp!Eddie×Fem!Reader

Summary: After watching your boyfriend die, you're surprised when he returns, but he's no longer the man that you once knew. Can you help him feel again or is it too late?

Warnings (There's two separate sex scenes so there's alot): Dark!Eddie. (but not all the way through, we do get our sweet boy back at the end) Death. Grief. Violence. Angst. Rough Sex. Blood. Pain. Biting. Crying. Cock Warming. Not knife play, but a knife is involved for a moment. Very fluffy and cheesy at the end.

A/N: I was planning on posting a softer/sweeter fix it fic before this, but I'm currently obsessed with the Kas theory and the idea of Vamp!Eddie. This is pretty dark compared to anything else I've written and could be triggering. Please excuse any mistakes you find as there was little to no proof reading done.

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You rested your ear against Eddie's chest, as you had so many times before, only to be met with silence. The absence of his heart beat, sent reality crashing down on top of you. Eddie was dead. He had sacrificed himself and there was nothing you could do to save him.

"No! Wait! We can't leave him here!" , you screamed hysterically as the others lifted you to your feet and began dragging you away from Eddie's lifeless body. "Stop! Please!"

"I'm sorry. He's gone.", Steve apologized, refusing to loosen his hold on you, no matter how much you struggled. Eventually, you stop fighting, your mind going blank, as the love of your life disappeared from view.

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The days that followed were a blur, one bleeding into the next. While Hawkins fell apart, you remained unphased, your capacity for giving a shit having died along with Eddie. The truth was that you welcomed the end of the world, if it meant that you'd be reunited.

The others would take turns checking on you, but the visits never lasted long and always ended in a fight. Dustin seemed to be the only one grieving, and who agreed that you should go back to retrieve Eddie's body, while everyone else insisted that it was too dangerous.

After having lost yet another argument with Steve, you stormed into your bedroom and slammed the door, falling down onto what had once been Eddie's side of the bed. The pillow still smelled of his shampoo, as you buried your face into the fabric, soaking it with your tears.

"Rough day, Sweetheart?", the sound of a familiar voice carried from the far side of the room, making your blood run cold. Cautiously, you lifted yourself up and turned your head to find a tall figure standing in the shadows.

"Oh my god! How is this possible? I watched you...die.", your words came out jumbled as Eddie stepped into the light, his brown eyes appearing almost black in color and his skin pale. "Are you really here?", you asked, attempting to stand, despite both your legs threatening to buckle.

"Mhm. No thanks to you.", he spit out, his cold and unforgiving tone catching you off guard.

"You're angry.", you realized, swallowing hard as he moved towards you, his eyes locked on yours. He had always towered over you, but somehow this was different. You suddenly felt small and insignificant, like he could swallow you whole.

"Angry? No, Y/N. I'm fucking dead!", Eddie snapped, causing you to fall back onto the bed. "Or undead? I'm not really sure how this whole resurrection thing works, all I know is I'm far from alive.", he added, coming to stand in front of you.

"Are you in any pain?", your gaze wandered over his body, noticing that he was no longer wearing the clothes that he had died in. His new outfit offered full coverage, making it impossible to see the extent of his wounds, or if they still existed for that matter.

"I can't feel a damn thing."

"I'm so sorry.", you sobbed, leaning into Eddie's touch as he wiped away your tears with his thumb.

"Why? Because you let me go up against those bats by myself, or because you left me in that hell hole to rot?", his entire demeanor shifted as he grabbed you by the face, his fingers digging into the hollows of your cheeks.

"I didn't have a choice."

"There's always a choice. For example, I could've kept rotting, but instead I let Henry bring me back and all I had to do was join him."

"Vecna? Eddie, you can't-", you refused to accept what he was saying.

"I already have, otherwise I wouldn't be here, would I?", he scoffed, belittling you with a condescending laugh.

"And why are you here?"

"To pass on a message.", Eddie answered calmly, sitting next to you on the bed. "And to take something for myself while I'm at it.", he added, placing his hand on your upper thigh.

Your lips parted in protest, but he quickly placed his index finger against them. The menacing look on his face, warned you to keep quiet, and you gave a small nod of understanding. Without warning, he moved his finger aside and slammed his mouth into yours.

You and Eddie had shared hundreds of kisses before, but this was different. There was no sharing. No give or take. It was just him, taking what he wanted and leaving you with nothing. In an attempt to match his intensity, you pushed back against him, breathing heavily.

"Ow! What the hell?", you pulled away, following a sharp and sudden pain. "Did you just bite me?", you brought your hand up to your bottom lip, your eyes widening at the red on your finger tips.

Eddie remained unphased by what he had done, aside from the insatiable hunger in his eyes. His gaze wandered down to the side of your neck and he licked his lips in anticipation, the predatory nature of his behavior filling you with dread.

Your body went rigid as he grabbed you by the arms and began placing sloppy, wet kisses along your jaw, quickly moving downward. His mouth came to rest at your throat, a low growl rising from somewhere deep inside him.

A silent scream left your lips, as two sharp teeth punctured the skin. Your head titled back and you stared up at the ceiling in disbelief, feeling the warmth of your own blood running down your neck. Eddie was quick to lap it up, making sure that none of it went to waste.

"Eddie!", you screamed his name, struggling to break free from the hold that he had on you. Ignoring your pleas, he grabbed the front of your shirt with both hands and tore through the fabric with minimal effort. "You don't have to do this."

"I know.", Eddie whispered in your ear, before shoving you back onto the bed. "But maybe I want to.", he added, kissing and nibbling his way down your body.

His full lips left a trail of warm blood in their wake, moving along your collarbone, between your breasts, and onto your stomach. He snaked his fingers under the waistband of your pants and pulled them down around your ankles, followed by your panties.

Eddie forced your legs apart and plunged his tongue in between your folds, flicking the small bundle of nerves until your back began to arch. All of the fear and pain faded away as he picked up the pace, prompting you to grab a fistful of his hair.

"Oh, Eddie.", you moaned, grinding against his face. "Don't stop!", you begged, reaching out for him as he began to pull away.

"Don't get me wrong, I've always loved the taste of your pussy, but I think I've found something I like even better.", he sneered, pining down one of your legs.

"Wait...no...no!",you panicked, bracing yourself for the inevitable. A blood curdling scream pierced the air as Eddie's razor sharp teeth ripped into the sensitive flesh of your inner thigh. "Stop! Please!"

"I hate to break it to you, but this is who I am now. So either take it or leave it!", he snapped, hastily climbing to his feet, his mouth coated in fresh blood.

"I'll take it!", you cried, terrified of losing him again. Your vision blurred with tears, making it impossible to see, as you listened to the sound of his pants unzipping.

"Good choice.", Eddie sneered, drawing his partial erection out into the open. He stroked his cock a couple of times and crawled back onto the bed, positioning himself above you, with his hands pressed firmly against the mattress.

His gaze locked onto yours and he buried himself inside of you, coaxing a high pitched squeal from your lips as he slammed up against your cervix. Eddie's mouth dropped open and he furrowed his brow, overcome with a sense of familiarity that only you could give him.

Your warmth surrounded every inch of his cock, and he was reminded of how perfectly your bodies fit together. It was as if you had been made just for him, which is why he needed to come back. He couldn't stay dead, knowing that a long line of douche bags were waiting to have a turn with what was his.

"Is everything okay?", you inquired softly, noticing the subtle expression change.

Instead of answering your question, he withdrew slightly from inside you, before slamming back into your heat with as much force as he could muster. Despite your cries of pain, he continued to pound into you mercilessly, using your aching cunt to work out his frustrations.

"Aw, poor baby. Is this cock too much for you?", Eddie's condescending tone only made you cry harder. You squirmed as he dragged his tongue up the side of your face, licking away your tears. "Oh, fuck.", he cursed under his breath, his shaft twitching inside you.

"Oh? You like that don't you?", you whispered shakily, watching his face contort into a look of pleasure with a slight hint of alarm, as if he hadn't been expecting to feel anything.

"Shut up."

"Come on, Baby. I know that you feel something."

"I said, shut up!", Eddie growled, slapping his hand over your mouth as he slammed his hips down into your pelvic bone.

Your gentle, attentive boyfriend was nowhere to be seen as the creature inhabiting his body paid no regard to your needs and desires. His cock ripped its way through you. Filling you. Stretching you. The pain becoming almost unbearable, until a warmth began to pool in your lower abdomen.

Eddie removed his hand from your mouth, relishing in the sounds that you made. Small frightened whimpers, slowly drowned out by satisfied moans. Afraid of what he might do if you touched him, you placed your hands on either side of you, grabbing fistfuls of the comforter.

"You're so fucking tight.", Eddie huffed as your walls began to contract around him. He watched you bite down hard on your bottom lip as he pushed you over the edge. "Look at you. You're such a mess. What would you do without me?", his taunts went unnoticed as you rode out your high, quickly drawing him closer to his own. "Holy shit.", suddenly the patronizing tone was gone, replaced with one of surprise.

He began to pulse within you and you forced your eyes open, watching the expression on his face transform into one of pure, unbridled pleasure. Eddie's movements became sloppy as he shot his seed deep inside your pussy, grunting with each thrust, until he stilled, looking down at you, his face hovering inches above yours.

"Eddie?", you panted, caressing the side of his face as you caught a glimpse of the man you once knew. He squeezed his eyes shut, but not before a single tear could escape, and roll down his cheek. "Eddie, I love you-"

With a loud huff, he withdrew from inside you and leapt to his feet, facing the other direction as he did up his pants. Feeling exposed and vulnerable you pulled the blankets up around you, watching his shoulders rise and fall with each breath. He seemed angry, and you didn't know what you had done wrong.

"You're not leaving already, are you?", you cringed, hating how weak and desperate you sounded.

"I've gotten what I came here for, so I have no reason to stay.", Eddie's words stung, but you refused to give him the satisfaction of your tears. "I'm gonna need you to tell the others that Henry is done playing games, and it'll be better for everyone if you stay out of the way this time.",he warned, reaching for the doorknob. "Oh, and one more thing! Tell Henderson I say, hi.", he added with a smirk, flashing you his fangs before disapearing down the hall.

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Several days had passed since the encounter with Eddie, and you found yourself standing in the empty kitchen, chopping up ingredients for a meal that you'd inevitably eat all alone. The sun was low in the sky, and you wondered if the undead version of your boyfriend was somewhere out there, prowling for a meal of his own.

Then right on cue, a sudden chill filled the room, despite all of the windows and doors being previously closed. The hairs on the back of your neck stood up, as you felt a pair of eyes burning into you from behind. You immediately knew that it was Eddie by the smell of his cologne and the sound of his footsteps.

"What do you want now?", your voice was thick with annoyance as you continued with the task at hand, never once turning to look at him.

"Does your boyfriend need a reason to visit?", he inquired with a laugh.

"You aren't my boyfriend! My Eddie died in that place, and I don't know who or what you are, but you aren't him! Now cut the crap, and tell me why you're really here!", you demanded, spinning on your heel to hold the blade of the knife against his throat.

"Vecna sent me to kill you. He wants me to prove my loyalty.", he answered, hiding the pain that your words had caused. In one fluid motion, he grabbed the knife and turned it on you, pressing you back against the counter.

"Then what are you waiting for?", you croaked, daring him to continue.

"I don't want to hurt you.", he released his grip on the knife, allowing it to clatter to the floor.

"Oh, really? Then explain this!", you screamed, pulling aside the collar of your shirt to show him the bite mark on your neck. "Or this!", you pulled your pants down and kicked them aside, exposing the deep purple wound on your inner thigh.

Eddie averted his gaze, repulsed by what he had done. He could feel your gaze burning into him and his hands clenched into fists, his finger nails digging into his palms. As you demanded that he look at you, he slowly turned his head, his bottom lip quivering slightly.

"What's the matter? You can't stand the sight of your own handy work?", you hissed, refusing to show him an ounce of fear.

"I...I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm sorry.", he stammered out an apology, the sincerity of his words pulling at your heartstrings. "The only way I can feel is when I'm with you, and I don't wanna lose that."

Perhaps it was the heartfelt confession or the pitiful look in his big brown, doe eyes, but you found yourself holding out your arms, inviting him into your embrace. After a moments hesitation he accepted your offer, his large frame melting into yours.

"Would you like me to help you feel something again?",you whispered, pulling back until his gaze met yours. Unsure of what you meant, he nodded slowly, hoping that you would elaborate. "You'll have to earn it-"

"I'll be good. I promise.", he whined, his sudden desperation causing a dull ache to form between your legs.

"I'd better not regret this. Take a seat.", you instructed, gesturing to one of the chairs tucked in underneath the kitchen table.

Without tearing his eyes away, Eddie walked over to grab the chair, dragging it into the middle of the floor and turning it towards you. He sat down, his legs spread wide open as you approached, positioning yourself between them. As you caressed the side of his face, he looked up at you through his lashes.

He let out an audible gulp as you lowered yourself down to straddle his lap, leaning in to place a gentle, forgiving kiss on his lips. You palmed him through the fabric of his jeans, feeling him grow hard beneath your hand, practically begging to be released from its confines.

Feeling generous you undid the button of his pants and reached inside his underwear, wrapping your hand around the shaft of his needy cock. You carefully pulled it out into the open, revealing the red and swollen tip, glistening with precum under the bright kitchen lights.

Giving Eddie what he craved, you lifted yourself up on your knees and pulled aside the fabric of your panties. He groaned as you lined him up with your enterance, sinking down on top of him. You winced at the sudden fullness, the inside of your pussy still sore from the beating it had taken several days prior.

"I'm sorry.", he apologized, knowing that he was to blame.

"You'll just have to make it up to me...", you trailed off, reaching for the bottom of his shirt.

"Don't!", he snapped, grabbing you firmly by the wrist, before you could lift it more than an inch. "You don't wanna see what's under there."

"I think I'll be the judge of that. Now let go of me.", your demands were quickly met as he released his hold on your wrist.

Eddie slowly raised his arms into the air, allowing you to pull his shirt up over his head. You tossed it aside and he averted his gaze, fearing your reaction to the fatal wounds covering the majority of his torso. He tensed up as you glided your hands over the purple scar tissue, tears welling in your eyes.

"You're perfect.", you whispered, your heart breaking as he shot you a strong look of skepticism.

"I don't need your goddamn pity and I definitely don't need your lies!", Eddie growled, his eyes growing dark. "There's no way that you're attracted to all of this-", he fell silent as you began to roll your hips, hoping that your actions would prove what words couldn't.

You placed a hand on his shoulder to give yourself leverage, allowing his length to slip in and out of you with ease. His head tilted slightly to the side as he watched you, the slow steadiness of your movements driving him mad. It took every ounce of self control to not take over and pound the hell out of you again.

"What's wrong, baby? You want me to go faster?", you cooed, receiving a small nod in response. "Then you'll have to earn it."

"Fuck sakes. And how the hell am I suppose to do that?", he huffed, becoming impatient.

"Tell me exactly how I make you feel."

"Well, you know, really good.", he shrugged, grabbing hold of your hips.

"You can do better than that.", you insisted stubbornly, threatening to come to a stop as you folded your arms over your chest.

"Fine! When I'm with you, it feels like it might be enough to bring me back to life, and I'm not sure that I deserve it.", he confessed abruptly, tears pooling in his eyes. "I mean, you said it yourself, right? Your Eddie died in that place, and I came back as something else."

"Maybe I was wrong! Maybe I was hurting, and I said things that I didn't mean!", you cried out, your breath hitching as he grabbed the back of your head and pulled you down into a deep kiss. "Eddie...",you moaned into his mouth, quickening the pace of your hips.

"I didn't mean to hurt you. That's the last thing I wanted- oh fuck. Sweetheart, you feel unreal.", he breathed, his hands wandering aimlessly along your body. "It's just ever since I woke up in that place, I find myself craving everything about you, and it's driving me crazy."

His eyes widened as you calmly brushed your hair aside and titled your head, putting the untouched side of your neck on display. He could see your pulse beating beneath the skin and he felt a indescribable thirst radiating from the back of his throat, one that only your blood would be able to quench.

"Stop.", he croaked, turning his face away, his hands gripping the edge of the chair until his knuckles turned white.

"Why? This is what you want, isn't it?", you whispered, taking his chin between your thumb and forefinger to turn him back towards you.

"You don't get it. It's not a want. It's a need. Like I'll die without it. And I'm trying so fucking hard.", he whined, licking his lips as the hunger took over.

"Then stop fighting it.", you insisted, dragging your finger nail along the side of your neck, causing the blood to rush to the surface. "It's okay, I trust you.", you assured him, leaning in closer.

He brought one hand up to support your head, while he softly kissed his way along the side of your neck. You froze for a moment as his teeth grazed the skin, puncturing it delicately, only going deep enough to draw blood. The sharp pain soon disapated and transformed into a warm tingling sensation.

Without disturbing Eddie, you began to move up and down on his cock, isolating all of your movement to below the waist. You couldn't remember if he had ever been as hard as he was in that moment, but it left you in awe, feeling every ridge and vein, rubbing against your inner walls.

His tip was swollen from the way you squeezed around him, making it sensitive to any kind of stimulation. As you began to move faster, he struggled to stay latched to your throat, breaking it to catch his breath. You looked down at him through heavy lids, feeling lightly buzzed.

"You okay?", Eddie checked in, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Mhm...feels good...keep going.", you slurred your words, quickly approaching your high. Wanting to give you everything that you wanted, his mouth returned to the side of your neck, gently lapping at the wounds he had made.

"Oh, Baby! I'm so close!", you screamed, digging your nails into his shoulder as you began to bounce up and down on his cock, the wooden chair creaking loudly in protest.

"Me too, Sweetheart. Don't you dare fucking stop!", Eddie growled, grabbing onto your ass with both hands. "Good girl, come nice and hard for me.", the sound of his voice, combined with his hot breath against your neck, caused the knot inside you to snap.

"Eddie! I'm...oh!", you tried to speak, but the fire within you was all consuming, stealing the breath from your lungs.

"Fuck, just like that. Jesus Christ!", he exclaimed, as he thrusted upwards, filling you with thick ropes of cum. "Take it all, baby. It's yours...I'm yours. I love you so fucking much!" he rambled incoherently, drunk on your pussy and how it eagerly took everything that he had to offer.

Spent, you collapsed against Eddie, gasping for air, while he whimpered into the crook of your neck. Not wanting the moment to be over, you clung to eachother, allowing the rush of endorphins to work their way through your bodies. Eddie was the first to speak, his voice thick with emotion.

"Y/N, you need to get out of Hawkins."

"Are you crazy? I can't just leave the others to go up against Vecna alone-", you began to protest, only to be interrupted by an insistent Eddie.

"I'll deal with him! Just promise me that you'll go somewhere safe. Somewhere far away from here.", he pleaded, knowing that he couldn't force you to do anything that you didn't want to do.

"Only if you promise to come find me when it's all over.", you whispered, fighting back tears.

"Sweetheart, even death couldn't keep me from you. We'll be together again.", Eddie promised, cupping your face between his hands, his brown eyes locked on yours. Your heart fluttered wildly as he drew you in for a kiss, sealing the vow between you.

#eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things 4 #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson vampire #vampire eddie x reader

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multifandomqueen01 · 2 years

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Heartbreaking Eddie and Wayne Munson Headcanon.

Warnings: Illness and Death. Just overall sadness.

<<So I have this crazy headcanon about how Eddie came to live with Wayne and I have to share it with you guys! I'm so sorry in advance, because ouch!>>

First of all, I'm 100% convinced that Eddie's mother was beautiful inside and out. Really just the sweetest woman around. (I mean, he gets it from somewhere)

She was young when she fell in love with his father and ended up getting pregnant. Unbeknownst to those around, Wayne was madly in love with her and completely crushed when she chose to be with his brother. (knowing that he was a total piece of shit) Regardless, his feelings for her never changed.

When Eddie was very young (around the age of 5), his mother was diagnosed with a terminal illness. Her greatest fear was leaving him behind in the world, with a deadbeat father who didn't care about him.

On her death bed, Wayne cofessed his feelings for her and promised to take care of Eddie, raising him like his very own. There would have been a long custody battle between him and his brother, but he would eventually win.

On that note, when Dustin gives Wayne the necklace at the end of Volume 2, and tells him that Eddie died, he has not only lost the boy that he loved like a son, but he broke his promise to the only woman he's ever loved.

#eddie munson #stranger things 4 #eddie munson headcanons

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multifandomqueen01 · 2 years

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Eddie Munson Fan Theory

STRANGER THINGS VOLUME 2 SPOILERS UP AHEAD!!!

I saw this fan theory on facebook and oh my god! It would make a lot of sense, and can you imagine vampire Eddie?! That would be hot af. (80s vamps are fine as hell, can someone say The Lost Boys?) Plus he would be alive...well undead, but I'll take it!

What do you guys think??

#eddie munson #stranger things #eddie munson headcanons #Eddie munson fan theories #eddie munson fandom

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multifandomqueen01 · 2 years

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At this point I'm willing to try anything. #pleasesign #justiceforeddiemunson #eddiemunson #strangerthings

GUYS GO SIGN MY PETITION RN PLS 😭😭😭

https://www.change.org/bringeddiemunsonback

I KNOW IT WONT HAPPEN BUT OH WELL IMMA TRY ANYWAY

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multifandomqueen01 · 2 years

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ATTENTION!! THERE ARE STRANGER THINGS VOLUME 2 SPOILERS UP AHEAD!!

I know that all of our hearts are breaking right now, but this doesn't have to be the end for our sweet boy. We have the power to save him, to make sure he graduates, snatches that diploma and gets the hell out of Hawkins.

Please don't let this be the end. Keep loving him. Keep making content. Eddie Munson deserves the world and we can give it to him.

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My drafts are full of story ideas and I plan to finish all of them once I'm in the right head space to do so. Just remember that your feelings are valid and if you ever need to talk or have any specific requests, my inbox is open.

#eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things 4 #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x y/n

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multifandomqueen01 · 2 years

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Before It's Too Late-Eddie Munson×Bestfriend!Reader

Summary: You FINALLY confess your feelings for Eddie on the way to save Hawkins, just in case one of you doesn't make it.

Warning: A perfect combination of angst and fluff. Mutual pining. Mentions of potential death/violence. Doesn't progress beyond making out, although there are subtle smutty references. Language.

A/N: I'm writing this based off a ten second clip that was shown in the trailer. So if you're reading this after Volume 2 comes out, just ignore the fact that it probably doesn't follow the plot at all.

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An eerie silence had come over the group as the winnebago barreled down the road, with Steve at the wheel. You were seated at the far back of the motorhome, squished between Eddie and Dustin, who were both being uncharacteristically quiet.

Eddie clutched his makeshift weapon with both hands, putting his rings on display and causing his knuckles to turn white. His knee was bouncing anxiously against yours and you placed a gentle hand on top of it. He lifted his gaze from the floor and gave you a small smile.

Your stomach fluttered as you smiled back at the boy that you had known since childhood. He had been there through it all and now there was a chance you could lose him. Eddie wasn't just a friend, he was the man that you had grown to love.

There was no denying that Eddie loved you too, but whether it was the same romantic, all consuming way that you loved him, was unknown. You had never discussed your feelings for one another, always thinking that there would be more time.

If the past week had taught you anything, it was how naive you had been, and now you were both hurdling towards a certain death and there just wasn't enough time. You'd give anything to go back to sophomore year, when you first realized what love was, but it was too late.

"Hello? Earth to Y/N.", Eddie's voice sounded muffled at first, growing clearer as it pulled you out of the depths of your mind. You blinked several times, bringing everything back into focus. "Is everything alright?"

"I'm fine."

"You sure about that? Cause' your face is doing that thing it does when you're trying to bullshit me-"

"I said I'm fine!", you snapped, startling Dustin who had begun to nod off. After uttering a quiet apology you climbed to your feet, only for Eddie to grab you by the wrist.

"Talk to me.", he pleaded, the tone of concern causing a lump to form in your throat.

"I need to use the washroom.", the quiver of your bottom lip told Eddie that you were making up an excuse, but he released his grip anyway, knowing how much you hated breaking down in front of others.

As you ran into the closet sized washroom and locked the door behind you, the tears began to fall, accompanied by loud, involuntary sobs. You prayed that the sound of the engine had been enough to drown them out as you slapped a hand over your mouth.

"I'll be out in a minute!", you yelled, quickly responding to a series of light knocks on the door.

"It's me.", Eddie announced, before knocking again. Knowing that he wasn't about to give up, you reluctantly unlocked the door. "It's a good thing that neither of us are claustrophobic, huh?", he joked, joining you in the close confines of the washroom.

Eddie had never been comfortable in emotionally charged situations, yet he always knew how to comfort you when you were upset. If his attempt at making you laugh didn't work, he would draw you into his embrace and hold you close, which is exactly what he did.

As you buried your face into his chest and soaked the front of his shirt with your tears, he bit down hard on the inside of his cheek to stop his own emotions from overflowing. Eddie had never been brave, but he wanted to be for you.

"Eds. I'm scared.", you admitted, pulling away just enough to look up at him.

"I'd be questioning your sanity if you weren't.", he chuckled, letting his arms fall down to his sides.

"I'm serious! What if we don't make it?", you asked, lowering your gaze.

"Hey! Look at me.", he cupped your face with both of his hands, forcing you to look him in the eyes. "I won't let anything happen to you."

"But what if something happens to you?"

"To be honest, I think dying will royally suck. It's not something that I'm looking forward to. But you'll be just fine without me. Especially now that you have all these new friends-"

"Fuck sakes, Eddie! Stop doing that!", you yelled through your tears, shoving him back against the wall. "Stop acting like your death won't matter. I can't lose you...I just can't! Not when you're the only man I've ever loved!", the words burst out of you, needing to be heard.

"You love me?", Eddie's voice was just above a whisper when he finally found the courage to speak. "Like more than just a friend?", his big, brown puppy dog eyes searching your face for clarification.

"Yes, much more than a friend."

"Right. I just wanted to check before I made a complete fool of myself."

He pushed off the wall and closed the short distance between you, caressing the side of your face with one hand, while the other went around to small of your back. His gaze never wavered from your lips as you began to lean in, your stomach fluttering wildly with anticipation.

The moment that his mouth collided with yours, everything else faded into the background. Moving tentatively, you parted your lips, allowing Eddie to deepen the kiss, while your hands wrapped around the back of his neck.

"So does this mean you feel the same way?", you inquired breathlessly, being the first to break the kiss between you.

"Naw.", Eddie shrugged, causing the hopeful expression on your face to drop. "I definitely love you way more than you love me.", he added, bursting into hysterics as you rolled your eyes at his antics.

"That's not true!", you insisted, hitting him playfully on the arm.

"Oh, you wanna bet? Just how long have you felt this way?", he asked smugly, folding his arms over his chest.

"Since Sophomore year."

"That's cute. Try middle school."

"Middle school? Why didn't you say anything?"

"I could ask you the same question, Sweetheart. But if you must know, I didn't think I stood a chance, and I was fucking terrified of losing you.", he confessed, laughing half-heartedly at the irony of it all. "But, hey! At least now we know the truth, and it's better late then never."

"Is it? Because all I can think about is what could've been, and now we'll never get to know.", you sighed, feeling sorry for yourself.

"Y/N, don't say that. It's not too late. Not yet.", Eddie's voice broke as he reached out for you.

His mouth crashed into yours, with a level of urgency that wasn't there the first time. The small washroom filling with the sound of heavy breathing, as Eddie guided you back against the wall, his hands wandering eagerly along your sides.

"Holy shit. I love you. I love you so much.", he babbled, peppering your face and neck with kisses. "You're all I ever think about. Jesus Christ. I want you so bad.", Eddie's excitement became impossible to ignore as his body pressed up against yours.

"Baby, I want you too.", you moaned into his mouth, feeling the heat grow between you. "But not here, not like this.", you added, placing your hands on his chest to try and put some distance between you.

"Then I guess that leaves us with only one option."

"Which is?"

"Neither of us are allowed to die.", Eddie stated stubbornly, knowing your survival wasn't something that either of you could guarantee. "Cool?", he pried, grinning down at you.

"Yeah, cool.", you smiled back, embracing him before he could see the tears that had begun to pool in your eyes, both of you refusing to let go of the other until you had reached your destination.

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18+ Eddie Munson Scenerio

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Hold on, because I think I'm onto to something! (Sorry if someone has posted something like this already)

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Imagine dating Eddie while also being the lead singer of Corroded Coffin. The way that you'd eye fuck eachother up on stage with everyone watching. It would be like your own kind of foreplay, while you belt out the lyrics and he responds with one guitar rift after another.

By the end of each show you'd be ready to tear eachother's clothes off in the nearest bathroom. You'd make it quick, before returning to the stage for an encore. Proudly displaying your messy hair, disheveled clothes and fresh hickeys for all to see.

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multifandomqueen01 · 2 years

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His side profile. His hands. Those rings. I'M OBSESSED!

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multifandomqueen01 · 2 years

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Close Call- Eddie Munson×FemReader

Summary: When the police search Reefer Rick's boathouse, you and Eddie both duck for cover. Within the close confines, one thing leads to another and you can no longer deny your feelings for eachother.

Warning: 18+ smut. Unprotected sex. Trying to be quiet throughout, and almost getting caught. Creampie. Language. A bit angsty. Brief violence.

A/N: Oh boy! I haven't written smut in awhile so I'm a little rusty. Please excuse any mistakes, there was basically no proof reading done. Also this definitely steers off the actual plot.

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Your heart sank as you watched several police cruisers pull up outside Reefer Ricks, sending you and Eddie scrambling for a place to hide. In a panic, he tore the tarp off of the boat and motioned for you to climb inside, following close behind. As you settled in underneath the musty smelling tarp, you found yourselves in the spooning position.

With Eddie's chest pressed up against your back, he tried to steady his breathing, but it proved difficult, as various voices called his name from outside the boathouse. You wanted to tell him that everything would be okay, but the door flung open before you had the chance.

"Eddie! Eddie Munson? Are you in here? We just wanna talk, son!", a man called out, who you immediately recognized as Hawkins' newest Police Chief.

A heavy set of footsteps approached the boat and Eddie buried his face in the crook of your neck, hoping that the intoxicating smell of your hair would help calm him down. You squeezed your eyes shut and waited for the inevitable but it never came, instead you heard the chief let out a sigh and walk away.

He mumbled something to the other officers and they stepped outside, closing the door behind them. You let out the breath that you had been holding, thankful that the Hawkins' Police were as useless as they were. Eddie was trembling against you, with hot, fearful tears streaming down his face.

"It's okay. They're gone.", you assured him quietly, continuing to face the other direction.

"Can we stay here for a little longer? You know...just in case they come back.", he forced out his words between whimpers, and you didn't have the heart to object.

"We can stay as long as you like.", you promised, encouraging him to let his guard down and start to relax. "Hold me, Eddie", you pleaded, needing to feel his arms around you.

He quickly obliged, shifting his position just enough to get his arms around you and force your bodies closer together. His breath caught in his throat as you backed your ass up into the curve of his groin, wiggling back and forth in an attempt to make yourself comfortable.

Eddie tried distracting himself to stop the blood from coursing straight down to his cock, but it was difficult with you flooding each of his senses. There was an indescribable heat growing between you, making it difficult to breath as the air under the tarp became thick with desire.

"Shit. Y/N. I'm sorry.", he apologized, feeling the crotch of his pants begin to tighten.

"Don't worry, it's natural.",you whispered, unable to ignore the moisture that was pooling in the crotch of your panties. "And I kinda like it.", you admitted, causing the bulge in Eddie's pants to twitch in response.

"You...you do?"

"Mhm."

"Really? Oh!", Eddie gasped as you reached back to grope him through his jeans, giving it a light squeeze. "Fuck. I can't believe I'm gonna say this, but are you sure this is a good idea? What if they're still out there?"

"I guess we'll just have to be quiet, now won't we?", you cooed, using your finger nails to gently scratch him through the many layers of fabric.

Without another word, you rolled up your skirt, and Eddie followed suit, panting heavily as he struggled to undo the zipper of his pants. He reached into his underwear and his rock hard shaft jolted out into the open, leaking a huge amount of precum onto the back of your panties.

He let out a desperate groan as you pulled the fabric aside and arched your back, making it easier to line up his throbbing head with your enterance. After a few agonizing moments of gliding back and forth along your folds, he slipped inside with ease, burying himself to the hilt.

You remained perfect still, trying to adjust to his impressive size, that left you feeling stretched in every possible direction. The way that your body accepted his, was almost enough to reduce Eddie to tears but he bit down on his bottom lip and prepared himself for what was to come.

"Ready?", you checked in, only to be met with silence. "I need to hear it, Baby.", you insisted, waiting patiently for his quiet moan of confirmation.

For as long as you had known him, you had thought of Eddie Munson as nothing more than another metal head with a tough exterior, but you had quickly come to learn of his soft, submissive nature. He needed someone like you to take care of him in more ways than one, and you were gladly up to the task.

"Oh, Sweetheart. You feel amazing!", Eddie remarked breathlessly, resting his hand on the side of your hip as you began to rock back and forth. "Holy shit!"

"So do you, but we need to remember to be nice and quiet. Can you do that for me?"

"I can try."

"You're such a good boy.", your words of praise made it difficult for Eddie to follow your orders as he dissolved into a babbling mess.

"I'll be good. I promise. Just please don't stop. I need this...I need you.", he sobbed quietly, meeting your thrusts with his own.

You were forced to stifle a moan of your own, as he brought both his index and middle to his mouth, then reached down to rub your clit. While you both continued to move your hips in perfect synchronization, Eddie used his skilled and calloused fingers to bring you closer to the edge.

"Eddie, I'm so close.", you announced, focusing on keeping your movements small and precise, despite your body urging you to buck wildly.

"I wanna see your face.", he whined, prompting you to crane your neck back to look at him. His mouth was slighty agape and his brow was furrowed, yet it softened as he looked into your eyes. "Hi.", he adressed you sheepishly, holding your gaze.

"Hi.", you responded with a small grin, only for it to be replaced by a look of ecstacy as the coil in your lower abdomen grew tighter. "Oh fuck, Eddie. Just like that.", you moaned, biting down on your fist to control the volume.

"Yeah? Is that good? Shit. I'm gonna cum too!", Eddie found himself being drawn over the edge along with you, your walls contracting around his cock, until he was painting your insides with thick ropes of cum. He let out a string of curse words, combined with your name, only to be interrupted by the door swinging open again.

Both your eyes widened fearfully and you slammed your mouths together, trying to silence eachother while you rode out the most powerful orgasms that either of you had ever experienced. Eddie was the first to pull away, trembling violently as you put a finger to your lips.

"Someone was here.", the voice of a young girl spoke up, and you shot eachother a look of confusion.

"Maybe he heard us, got spooked and ran.", another hypothesized, prompting Eddie to withdraw from inside you and put himself back into his pants.

"Don't worry, Steve will get him with his oar.", a young boy interjected sarcastically, as someone began to stab at the other end of the tarp, getting closer to you with each passing second.

Before you could be found half naked, with Eddie's cum still dripping out of you, you fixed your panties and smoothed down your skirt, clinging to Eddie. His eyes darted around anxiously and he reached for the nearest object, retrieving a beer bottle that had been rolling around the bottom of the boat.

"I love you.", Eddie mouthed his sudden confession, and leapt out from under the tarp before you had the chance to react. He smashed the bottle against the side of the boat and lunged at the nearest threat.

"Woah, woah! Stop! Eddie! It's me! It's Dustin!", Dustin Henderson cried out, attempting to talk Eddie down, while you sat up slowly. "Wait. Y/N L/N? What the hell are you doing here?", he asked, turning to look at you.

"Well...I'm here with Eddie.", you responded, stating the obvious. "Why are you here?"

"We want to help.", Dustin answered sincerely. "I swear, we're on your side!", he added as Eddie continued to hold the broken bottle against Steve Harrington's throat.

"Eddie, I think we can trust them.", you whispered, your legs threatening to buckle as you climbed out of the boat. As you placed a hand on his shoulder, he lowered the bottle and stepped away from Steve, his bottom lip quivering as he turned to look at you. "It's okay, Baby. I've got you.", you promised, pulling him into your embrace.

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