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sunshinereddie · 1 year

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imagining that in their teens the losers club always laughed at valentine’s day. after all, none of them ever got chocolates from secret admirers at school (unless it was a prank), none of them ever got confessed to behind the school (unless it was a prank), none of them ever got asked out on dates (unless it was a prank), and they all soon grew to roll their eyes at the “holiday”.

instead, they liked to spend february 14th together, as friends. by the time they were 16, it was sort of a tradition for them to all go to the movies on feb 14th, spend their allowance on candy and popcorn and junk food, and binge watch all the bad rom coms that the movie theatre is showing and laugh at and make fun of them, and it was a tradition that they all loved.

until…

when they’re 19, richie and eddie start dating. and when their first valentine’s day as a couple rolls around, they find themselves in a bit of a dilemma. of course they love their losers club tradition and still want to do that, but now that they’re in love they don’t think valentines day is as stupid as they used to, and they want to do something together. but of course they can’t without their friends being suspicious, and richie and eddie haven’t told any of their friends that they’re dating- well, except for stan, but stan figured it out on his own.

so a few days before valentine’s day, richie and eddie come up with a plan. the losers are planning on watching 3 movies. richie and eddie will watch the first movie, then stay for the first 10 minutes of the second, before sneaking out the back (thanks to stanley for helping them sneak out unseen by distracting the others) and going on their valentines date.

their date is perfect. richie had a picnic already packed and ready to go in his car, and they went to a small field clearing not too far from the movie theatre and have their picnic in the bed of richie’s truck. sure, it was february and still freezing and not exactly picnic weather, but richie and eddie both still think it’s the best date ever.

eddie’s had a timer set on his phone from the moment they left the theatre, so he can keep track of how long they have before they have to return. they’re just finishing up their desert when eddie gets the fifteen minute warning, and they quickly scramble back into the car and richie speeds back to the theatre. stan keeps them updated, sending texts of reassurance that nobody has realized they’re missing, and when they slip back into the seats behind the rest of their friends just as the movie ends and goes to the credits, richie and eddie bask in their success.

the only thing they don’t know how to answer, is when the lights turn on, and the losers club turn around and ask richie and eddie why they’re so out of breath.

#reddie for valentines day !!#fun fact this was actually one of the first reddie hcs i ever made #i first thought of this hc back in feb 2020 when i was new to the fandom!!!!?#so long ago :0 but still a fav <3 #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #reddie #reddie hc #reddie headcanon #it #it au #it hc #it 2017 #it 2019

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collectivecloseness · 1 year

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Thought of kurt and pillow riding? He's just so needy he can't help himself

100000000% Kurt does this.

And he steals your pillow.

Whether you’re in a relationship with him or not, Kurt’s getting a hold of your pillow somehow. It doesn’t matter if he’s humping it in his bed, after he’s taken it home, or in your bed, while maybe you’re in the shower or something. But he’s keeping the pillow. He’s gotta keep it for multiple uses. Well, until maybe it starts to not smell of you anymore, not even in his mind. Then he may clean it, since it’ll be very obvious it’s ‘dirty’ (I mean, there wasn’t a mass of white splotches all over it earlier), and swap it out for a new one of yours, if he’s not gotten past the small phase and moved on. If he’s in a relationship with you, there’s other things he can do, including actually fucking you, and the pillow was just a new exciting thing.

The first time he does it, Kurt’s still in his sweatpants, no underwear, and he cums within a minute. Granted he’d been so painfully horny before that, from having seen you naked as ty walked into his shower before work, saying you were late and there was no time for a morning quicky. So the first minute his cock touches something solid, that it can rut against, he’s immediately sporting a wet stain in his pants.

He gets extremely needy. Kurt starts off fluffing the pillow, moulding it so it’s wrapped around his hard cock. A good surrounding, almost like a hole, to milk him. But all sense of him messing with that gets thrown out the window as soon as he stops focusing on trying to get it right, and the thought of you actually pops into his head.

Kurt’s humping the pillow with no care, just an intrinsic need to fuck. To fuck you, so badly. He grunts, and moans, and whines, with his eyes all scrunched up. As he shifts his hips into your pillow, his cock covered in his own spit, rubbing against the soft item that smells of your shampoo. He goes from whimpering your name, to crying it loudly. Pleas mixed with apologies, for being bad, but still begging for you at the the time.

He knew how you’d chide him if you caught him like this. How you’d call him a bad boy, and tease him, talk about how needy he was. It just made him want you to come see him more.

Kurt just needs you so bad. He imagines you catching him, and forcing him to keep going while you just watch. And he would, he’d perform so well for you!

He pictures it being your perfect hole he’s fucking instead. He imagines being surrounded by your warmth, as he gets to fuck you, holding onto your skin, kissing up and down all over your body and face, he didn’t care how messy they would be. How messy you two could be. Remembering the other times he’s fucked you, feeling what it feels like, while he attempts to blow his load all over your pillow.

Kurt also wants you speaking to him in that way you do where you act like he’s so cute. Adoring over your poor boy, who was clearly too needy without you. Kurt craves your loving touches, the way you’d tenderly stroke him, pet him, telling him he was being such a good boy for you right now, as he picks up the pace grinding against your pillow. You call him all those loving names, baby, puppy, sweetheart, as you tell him he’s being so good, so sweet to see him unable to wait for you. Does he want you to take over? You look after him? Or does he want to show you just what he wants to do to you.

He’ll shamelessly call your name out. Words spilling out faster than his brain can keep up, a whine as he bites his lip before saying “Oh y/n, feel so good.” But then he opens his eyes and with a whimper, remembers you’re not there. Oh well. He focuses on fucking that pillow more, getting an angle that makes him swear to himself. Doing just what makes him feel good, his dick twitching against the needily grasped pillow.

Picturing your face in mind as he feels every sensation through his throbbing cock, and remembering how it feels when he’s squeezed inside your walls. God he needs you so badly. At least this smells of you. At least it’s yours. He just needs to feel so good right now.

He swears his balls are so full, Kurt always is desperate to fuck you. He needs to cum all the time, and he’ll do whatever you say, if it means he can, cause he trusts you in those times. But when you’re not here, Kurt will do whatever, to make himself feel good in your obvious absence. And fucking his hard cock shamelessly into your pillow feels too good.

He plans it so you walk in on him now. He comes to find the risk thrilling, knowing you’ve caught him in ‘provocative’ situations before. He wants you to take pictures of him being so needy, photograph him as your little slut, your greedy boy, and he wants you to say whatever you want to him. As long as you’re giving him his attention, and as long as you make him keep going.

You could even record it. Threaten to leak that as his first sex tape. When you know if he does do one with you, he already knows exactly what he wants to show his fans for his first one.

He’ll sit on top of it sometimes too, when he fucks it. Occasionally he’ll even ride it to feel something from behind, not just stimulating his cock. Even though the pillow can’t do much, the sensation of him rubbing his ass against it feels so good. Sometimes Kurt will do that when he’s sitting on your legs too, not just humping them with him cock, it feels nice. He doesn’t really know why it feels so nice, but he likes rocking his ass against you.

Kurt also imagines you fucking him instead, pushing your fingers inside until he’s just a drooling mess on the bed, for clearly being so needy if he just has to fuck your pillow. You’re doing him a favour! He obviously needed you to help him out, help make him feel good. Or Kurt continuing to rut against your pillow, as you’re pinning him to it while you fuck him from behind, in whatever way you can.

Kurt sometimes gets rougher, imagining it’s your throat he’s fucking while he watches your fucked out face, gagging around him, or that he’s fucking your hole so good, so powerfully. Speeding up his thrusts against the pillow as he demeaningly asks ‘yeah you like that?’ Going as hard and fast as he wants against your inanimate object, and imagining your eyes rolled back as you can barely take him, the spit forming in the corner of your lips, your nails digging into his hands for him to keep going as he just keeps fucking your holes.

But then Kurt’s hips get tired, and he imagines making it better. Soothing you, stroking over your face, petting you just like how he likes to get pet, with small hushes. Apologising for being harsh, kissing over your eyes and mouth until you’re smiling up at Kurt again, and he can smile back. Tenderly making love to you instead, which he wants, arguably, more.

When he feels himself leaking pre he whines, he doesn’t want to waste his cum, he wants to use it all on you. He wants to fill you with his cum, he wants you marked with him, and full by him, he thinks about breeding you (whether that’s possible or not). But then he starts to feel so good. And he knows it’s all because of you, because he’s thinking of you, and he knows you love watching him cum. Even if it’s not inside you, you still enjoy watching him cumming on his own hand, or cumming over your face, your chest, and Kurt mumbles about showing you just how much you get him off. He humps his pillow harder, holding it to his shaky thighs and feeling it bundled close to his heated skin, as moans tumble out of his thick lips, his face so soft with his desperation for you, his love, and also scrunched from how hard he’s fucking this pillow and cumming all over it. Spreading your pillow with his seed. As he imagines himself fucking you while you cum, wrapping your legs around him as you let Kurt spill himself inside you, spouting your love for him. Kurt finishing with loud moans, promising he loves you, he loves you so much.

He won’t even stop when he’s come. He’ll just keep going, sometimes imagining you teasing him because he’d been so needy, so of course he’ll want more.

Kurt also just doesn’t want to stop. He doesn’t have the self control to not cum when he wants, alone. And Kurt wants to keep going, he wants to relive those memories of you more. He wants to cum again.

Kurt just drools and whines as he feels himself get so sensitive, still rubbing himself into that soaked pillow. Eventually slowing a little, and giving one final sniff to the top of your pillow he’s managed to keep clean, checking that it still smells of you. And that scent is so comforting to him, as he comes down from his high, and collapses into the bed.

And most of this isn’t his imagination. Of course sometimes the thrill is just him quickly riding your pillow and cumming on it, letting it absorb into your pillow, even though he keeps it for himself after. Sometimes that’s just the fun of it, as he quickly gets off.

But when he’s really thinking of you, pretending your pillow is you, or hoping you walk in, some of it is fantasy, things he wants or imagines himself doing to you, and some of it is remembering actual sex he’s had with you. He knows you could react in either of those dom ways he drools over. And, he would 100% ride your his pillow in front of you, if you just told him to keep going. He’d still be lightly humping it every so often, if only for the twitch of his hips, because his body can’t help it, when you first see him and open up the conversation.

Kurt will do anything for you, especially if you ask him to. Kurt keeps riding his pillow, his tip leaking as soon as you walked in the room and caught him that first time. He probably would’ve exploded into the pillow case on sight, if he’d actually been at it for long.

It hadn’t been the first time you’d caught Kurt masturbating, or using something of yours to do so. This was just a game you two had, and you knew Kurt loved playing with you.

When you walk into the room, after an encouraging greeting, asking Kurt what he was up to, he reaches his hand out for you when you come close. Falling a little on his pillow, but steadying himself again, eyes pleading for you instead. “Come- c-can you come touch me, please?” He begs, moaning in soft breaths for you as he ruts deeper into your ‘missing’ pillow.

You shake your head gently, giving him a sweet smile. “No sweet boy, you’re doing so well!” Kurt whined defeatedly at your croon, but snapped back to attention when you continued talking to him. “I wanna watch you for a bit, okay puppy? You gonna show me just how much you missed me while I was gone?”

Kurt likes that much more. Nodding eagerly as he licks his lips, keeping his tongue stuck out as he works extra hard on fucking your pillow for you now. Nodding as he eagerly keeps eye contact with you. “Y-yeah! Promise.... have to- gonna show you.” He hissed, a little sensitive, but he knows he has to keep going now. He has to make this scene fun for you to watch, he has to prove to you just how much he missed you, like you said. “Need you so much.” He promises you once again, tongue still stuck on the corner of his upper lip.

“Oh. Such a good boy.” You praise, and you have to stifle a giggle at the way Kurt’s head nearly falls off his shoulders at that, whining up to the sky. A hum of your name on his lips, as he keeps fucking your pillow, more vigorous now. All your sweet little pet names getting Kurt to pant for you, as he fucked down on the messed up pillow, all your sweet encouraging talk to him making his chest swell, as he tries not to cum at just your voice.

And then you placed your hand on his back. Kurt moaned out a “Fuck!” Looking over at you with desperation. Fucking his pillow at a different angle now, to lean into your touch more, and you supported his naked, and very hot to the touch, back as he did so. Rubbing your hand up and down it, circling his sensitive lower back as his hips quivered. Even though you knew touching him there was making it worse. “Good boy. I’ve got you Kurtie.”

Kurt was going to explode, with you finally touching him like that. Pre was already creaming the pillow, but he could only keep his eyes on you, moving back into the solid touch of your hand. And then- “Go ahead baby. Cum for me.”

Once Kurt’s finished blowing his very large load, fucking it more into the pillow that smelled of you once he was done, to show you what a good boy he really was, you found it hard to separate the abused pillow from his body. Kurt had fallen on top of it, collapsed sweatily, and body rolling with waves of pleasure.

You’d soothed his back as he did so, giving him so much praise, just as he deserved, whispered near his ears as you pecked all over his face. You didn’t want to hurt him by pulling the pillow out from beneath his legs, since you knew he’d still be sensitive down there. But retracting it from his side was proving nearly impossible too, with how sweaty Kurt’s naked body was, and how much he’d collapsed onto it out of exhaustion.

The easiest option, was for you to lie on your shared bed next to him, since Kurt was still following your every move with his eyes, and patting your chest and asking “Cuddle?”

Kurt managed to squirm off his pillow and eagerly lie on you then immediately.

You didn’t even mind being squished under him, he was your boyfriend. And even though your pants would need a good wash, with Kurt laying on them, you were just happy to be able to give Kurt aftercare.

He decided to lay on your chest, cushioning his face there, which also gave you access to run your hands through his long hair. And Kurt just laughed, smiling into your chest, as breaths finally left his worked out lungs in laughs, beaming up at you when you laughed too. Although he closed his eyes happily, when you leant down to kiss his forehead.

You knew to wait a few minutes, let him cuddle with you and calm down. Before asking him if he wanted you to touch him, way more directly this time. You knew Kurt would jump at that, disregarding if his body had time to catch up or not. My god was he horny. Even if he just unbuttoned your pants and started lazily fucking you from this position. Not even lifting his body off you, just shifting up and down, as he smiles and pants above your face, the small time he’s not kissing you. But, even with his insane levels of horniness (and how much cum Kurt had holy shit), and even if Kurt deserved a very good fucking after this, he was also deeply in love with you, and so were you with him. He needed this time, to just lie with you, be held, and you wanted it too.

You’d cuddle him very happily, a lot longer.

#tried to keep this one more gn!#I also wanna say the most recent post under kk/r is by rainebelowzero who posted their own drabble similar to this before I got this ask!#I’m just answering an ask I was sent with my own ideas but wanted to shout that out bc #it’s a small fandom and that was the most recent post :)#obviously no one owns the concept of pillow riding LMFAO 🤭 but I thought it was only fair to s/o this in the tags!!#citrussy #kurt kunkle #Kurt Kunkle/reader #Kurt Kunkle x reader #Kurt Kunkle thoughts #spree 2020 #anon #ask #Kurt Kunkle drabble #Kurt Kunkle blurb

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