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The Demobat Queen

A/N: Okay, hear me out. I got this idea from the app that shall not be named and then it suddenly turned into 10k words. Classic.

Synopsis: After the Demobats attack Eddie, you find him dead in the dirt. At least that is what you think he is. But when he coughs, you see a chance. A chance to be less lonely in this dark and gloomy dimension. You feed him your blood to heal him and, after some initial suspicion, he warms up to you. For the first time ever, you get to experience what it’s like to have a friend. But before you can explore your growing feelings for Eddie, the desire to be close to him, to kiss him even, he makes it his mission to return back to Hawkins, to leave you behind for good. You don’t really blame him. He doesn’t belong here. And after all, a bat’s love can never be reciprocated… right?

Words: 10669 Warnings: fluff, angst, blood and feeding, near-death experiences, violence, burns/fire, vampire/bat!Reader

“I made this world mine. I own it. I own you.”

“You don’t control me, Henry. You never did. We struck a bargain and we agreed to live in peace after that. Remember that.” Your eyes flashed red as you spoke, the veins under your eyes protruding and giving you a downright eerie look, you could see it through the dirty mirror in the house you resided in.

Henry—or what was left of him—remained unfazed. Growling, he turned away from you.

“I’ve kept my word so far. You let them come too close,” you stressed.

His flesh was singed, soot covering his half-rotten limbs from the burning petrol. Tilting your head, you narrowed your red eyes at him and dug your nails into your fists until they stung.

“Your thirst for revenge will kill you eventually and you know that.”

“You dare threaten me?”

“I have no desire to kill you, you know that. So why would I threaten you with it? The girl you’re after… she can’t be worth all of this trouble. I want a way out. I want to be up there, I want a real life.”

“You don’t belong there,” he growled.

“You are the reason they would hunt me down like a rabid animal now.” This time, his growl practically tore through the cool darkness around you. Turning on your heel, you marched away from him, feeling his burning gaze on your back as you conjured your bat-like wings, spread them, and took off without looking back.

You counted a dozen or so bats dead on the cold and uneven ground of the trailer park. Stabbed, beaten to death, or sliced open by a sharp object. Your heart bled upon seeing their lifeless bodies, yet more victims of Henry’s thirst for vengeance.

He might not have controlled you… yet even though the bats listened to you and did your bidding based on trust and likeliness, it was Henry who controlled what happened in this dimension. You took a deep breath, the metallic smell of blood filling your nostrils and igniting your hunger.

You landed, scanning the ground for the source when you spotted a young man, bloody and torn open by the bats, with three of them still feasting on his flesh. He was alone—collateral damage after a failed assassination attempt. If anyone had been with him when he died, they’d had to leave his body behind. A sigh escaped your lips as your feet touched the ground and you tucked your wings away, your head whipping in his direction when he coughed with a start, blood presumably pooling in his lungs and choking him from the inside out. Your lips parted. He’s still alive.

“Shoo! That’s enough!” The bats didn’t listen. Not until you flung them out of the way with your bare hands. “I said that’s enough! Off with you now!”

His eyes were closed, his white and ripped shirt drenched in blood and revealing the countless bite marks all over his chest. More blood was dribbling from the corners of his mouth as he coughed again. You knelt next to him, indecisiveness creeping up your spine.

You could heal him with your blood. But if you were too late, if he was too close to death already… Henry would kill you if you turned him, made him part of this world. You cursed under your breath when your fangs forced their way past your lips, causing you to hiss. Only another heartbeat passed before you brought your wrist to your lips and sunk your canines into it, drawing blood to feed him.

His eyes remained shut even when he felt your cool skin against his mouth. He gagged soon after your blood poured down his throat.

“Drink… drink it,” you whispered. Henry could not hear you—he had long stopped keeping tabs on you. There was nothing you could do, after all. But you could tell the boy was scared. He was young, on the verge of proper manhood, twenty-two at most. As you drew away, you wondered just how he had winded up in this fruitless conquest to kill a monster who controlled an entire dimension.

“Help me carry him home,” was all you said when he lost consciousness again. The bats hissed before obeying you, digging their claws into his clothes to carry him off. You followed suit.

Your so-called home must have been a lively house up in the light dimension, as you liked to call it. Inhabited by a happy family, perhaps. Here, it was but a depressing and empty place to retreat to, a mere illusion of civilisation. This dimension was a lonely one, after all.

You flinched when the young man who now recovered on your bed finally gasped for air a few hours later and sat up straight as if awoken by a nightmare. You hurried over to his side, gently forcing him back on the mattress. It had taken him long enough.

“Easy… easy! Take it slow.”

“W-wha…” He coughed, eyes widening when he noticed you properly. Your smile was hesitant, timid.

“Welcome back. I was worried you wouldn’t make it. You lost a lot of blood.”

“W-hat the hell… happened?”

“Well, you almost died. And you took down quite a few of my bats with you.” In an instant, his expression grew harder. Coldly, he scanned your form, hostility radiating from him. Granted, you probably looked quite intimidating, dressed all in leather and a long coat made of the same material. He sat up again.

“You need to rest.” When he simply stared at you, you pushed him back into a lying position. “I said rest. I healed you with my blood,” you continued. “I don’t just do that lightly, it’s incredibly risky. You need to rest for it to circulate through your body properly. It will take a while. Be patient.”

“You… fed me your blood,” he stated then. To be honest, it sounded more like a question. You nodded matter-of-factly.

“Who are you?”

“I haven’t used my name in so long that I think I can’t remember it anymore. Why don’t you give me one?” It was true. Your real name was buried along with those you had taken to the grave. Creatures, humanoids with a thirst for blood like you before they’d cast you out of what little of a society this dimension possessed. Your name was there, of course. You hadn’t literally forgotten it. But it sounded so foreign and strange to you that it felt wrong to still use it. Especially after making a deal with who could only be compared to the devil.

“Then what are you?” he asked instead. He swallowed thickly, noticing only now that you had cleared his face of all the blood. You had taken his bandana off to clean him up while he was still unconscious. It was currently in a pile with the rest of the bloody shreds of fabric you had used.

“I believe you can answer that question for yourself. But I don’t have powers like Henry does.”

“Henry? You mean Vecna? You’re with him?” he bellowed.

“Vecna? Is that what you call him up there? I’m not with him. I struck a deal with him out of necessity. I wanted to survive when he showed up, much like you now,” you snapped.

“What the hell does that mean then, am I turning into a vampire?”

“More like a humanoid bat but… no… it’s more complicated than that. You would have to die with my blood still in your system. You didn’t. Give it a few days and you’ll be fine, Eddie.”

The young man blinked at you. “How do you know my name?”

“What, Eddie? Is that really your name? I was making a joke. It’s a reference. Eddie Van Halen, you know? You look a little like him.”

Eddie stared at you for a moment, unable to return the smile you offered him. “Was there… was there anyone else there? When you found me?”

You shook your head. “No. You were alone.”

Eddie nodded, realising it was probably for the best that whoever had left him behind had done so for their own good.

“You must be famished. We need to find you some food. Can I trust you’ll stay here and won’t wander off? I can’t guarantee my bats will leave you alone when I’m not near.”

“You gotta get those fuckers under control then…” he mumbled, sitting up for the third time. You raised your eyebrows.

“If you are referring to the lake, you intruded on their territory. They were just defending it. Besides, I don’t control them. They just… choose to do as I say.”

“They almost killed Steve!”

“Whoever Steve is, I’m sure he won’t make the same mistake again then. Nor will you. Stay put until I’m back. If I had wanted to hurt you, I would have already. Besides, I can’t risk Henry finding you here.”

It sounded absurd but the restaurants in the light dimension… threw perfectly consumable food out, more than you could count. Eventually, it would appear here as well and if you were fast enough, you would be able to take it with you for Eddie to eat and regain his strength before it went rotten. You flew off outside your house, praying that the metalhead would listen to reason and do as he was told.

About twenty minutes or so later—time was relative down here, after all—you returned with two pizza boxes containing leftovers that were still warm when they appeared in between some black plastic bags.

The air had cooled it all down only a moment after but it would do. For just a brief moment, as you dug your hands into the bins behind the restaurant, you wondered why you bothered helping him in the first place. But the answer was obvious, was it not? You were lonely down here. Henry was not one for company and he was not one for chit-chat. Decades in solitude were gruesome, besides… you were not him. You might have been what Eddie referred to as a vampire but that did not make you a ruthless killer. You were a survivor.

“Eddie?”

“Still here…”

Relieved, you walked up the stairs and back into the room you had chosen for your bedroom, pizza boxes in hand.

“You are indeed.”

“There’s not exactly… lots of places for me to go, so…”

You smirked. “Fair point. And a wise choice. It’s not safe out there if you don’t know your way around.” You placed the cardboard boxes in front of him. “It’s not much but… it’ll do.” Eddie stared at them for a second. Next thing you knew, he opened them both, brown eyes widening. He dug in as if he hadn’t eaten in ages. Well, he probably hadn’t. You didn’t stop him. He needed all the sustenance he could get until your blood was out of his system.

“So, uh… you’re Vecna’s right hand then?” he said almost casually with his mouth full.

“I happen to exist in the same dimension. He doesn’t control me, we came to a more or less peaceful agreement. I mean you no harm, Eddie. I have no desire in destroying Hawkins, not like him.”

He swallowed. “Do you… consume blood?”

“I do. Occasionally. I need it to survive but I can go without it for a long time. It gives me… strength. And if I don’t feed for a while, I do get fatigued and burned out but other than that… I’m just like you. Well… minus the wings. I’m sure you don’t have those,” you added, winking at him.

“Who… or what… do you feed on?” he asked suspiciously in return.

“Creatures from this dimension… until, um…”

“What, like Demogorgons and shit?”

“What?”

“Those huge things with fangs for a face that looks like a flower? I’ve never seen one myself luckily but I’ve been told they’re quite terrifying.”

“I… if that’s what you want to call them. But I… I did try human blood when a few poor unfortunate souls ended up here against their will. I have no desire to make that a habit though just in case you’re still worried I am fattening you for slaughter.”

Eddie gave you a silent look before he continued eating. You watched him quietly with your arms crossed after sitting down at the small vanity in the room. The bats outside your house screeched, making you sigh.

“I’ll be right back…”

They knew he was in there, hungry for his blood and eager to feast, assuming he was as good as dead and that his body shouldn’t go to waste.

“Shut it! He’s off limits, do you hear me?” The bats flew around you in circles, following your every movement. One of them landed on your shoulder, screeching loudly as if to complain.

“No. He’s alive and well. Besides, he has my blood in his system at the moment. Stay away from him.” The bats flew a few more circles around you, following your hand as you pointed at the dark and gloomy sky.

“Kas…” Eddie suddenly said. You spun around, not having realised that he had followed you outside, hiding behind a garden rock. No wonder the bats were almost going insane.

You frowned. “Kas?”

Eddie slowly emerged once the last bat was out of sight. “You said you don’t have a name. That’s what I’m gonna call you. I figured… that fits?”

“Kas…” you repeated the name as if tasting a piece of candy. “Okay… I like it.”

“Is this because we are in a darker version of where you come from or is your room really this chaotic?” Grinning, you followed after him. Eddie’s room was plastered with metal band posters and a huge hand-drawn flag reading “Corroded Coffin”. Clothes and other bits and bobs lay scattered all over the place, along with the odd guitar pick, questionable décor, and… condoms on the nightstand. You blushed.

“Come on, it’s not that chaotic.”

Eddie had insisted on returning here and, after having him practically beg you for two days straight, you had agreed to accompany him. Even though the bats had kept their promise and did not lurk around for him anymore, it was still way too dangerous to let him roam freely around here. You liked the goofy metalhead, truly. Eddie was a deeply misunderstand young man with a knack for theatrics and for making people laugh. You shook your head, clearly disagreeing with him here. The room was an utter mess.

“So… you’re saying they blamed you for the murders in Hawkins? Because of a game you play?”

“Yepp… they needed a villain to hunt down and I guess I was in the wrong place at the wrong time,” he mused, kicking a stool out of the way to reach for a guitar. It wasn’t the one he’d used on top of his trailer—you had heard him play, provoke the bats and their sensitive ears to distract Henry.

“They’re gullible…”

“Yeah, they think I’m a satanic cult leader and worship the devil.” He strummed the guitar once. It sounded horribly off, so he sat down to tune it.

“And do you?” you joked.

“Only on Sundays,” he replied, making you laugh while exploring the room some more.

“Do you live here alone?”

“Oh no, with my uncle. He works nights so I’m alone a lot.”

“Your uncle… and you’re still at school?” The schoolbooks on one of the shelves gave it away.

“I was supposed to graduate almost three years ago but…”—he drew the word out—“I guess we can’t all be Albert Einsteins.”

“How old are you?”

“Twenty-one. Even though this room is three years younger than that. That’s a pity. The new Metallica record would have made this place a lot better,” he added looking around.

“What is that supposed to mean?” you asked, tilting your head with your arms crossed.

“Oh, Metallica is only one of the best metal bands in existence.”

“No, not that part, I know who Metallica is, believe it or not.” In fact, you knew a lot of bands. That restaurant you got your pizza from for Eddie had an old jukebox with dozens of records on it. It didn’t work down here but at least, it gave you some sort of idea of pop culture and music trends. “What do you mean by ‘this room is three years younger than you’?”

“You didn’t know that?” Eddie looked up from his guitar. It didn’t sound like a question. You still shook your head.

“No, I didn’t…”

“This place is quite literally three years behind. I mean, it’s a parallel world, right? Everything that happens up there in the real world, happens here as well. Only three years later.”

You raised your eyebrows. “Right. So then that means the food you ate earlier was three years old. Sorry about that.”

Eddie chuckled. “I’ve eaten worse stuff. Wayne and I are horrible cooks.”

“Your uncle?”

“Yes.”

“What about your parents? Where are they?”

“Well…” Avoiding your gaze as if he was ashamed all of a sudden, his fingers played around with the tuning pegs. “My mum left when I was just a kid… I don’t really remember her and my old man… is currently in prison.”

“Oh.” You weren’t going to ask why. By the looks of it and Eddie’s darkening expression, it couldn’t be too good.

Eddie strummed the guitar again, satisfied with the sound this time. The chords he played to follow up sounded beautiful—so melodic and calming compared to the screeching of your bat friends and the hungry growls of the other creatures residing around here. Not to mention the sounds Henry made every now and then, thinking he was scary. Well, not to you. To those kids, to Eddie… definitely. You shuddered.

“How… how long have you been here?” he suddenly asked.

“It’s hard to say… now that I know that I’ve been living in the past but… I’ve… just… always been here. My whole life. It’s always been… I’ve always been… like this.” You gave him a dramatic half-bow, pushing away the thought of the few like you that remained and that would kill you on sight.

“Shit, how old are you?”

You shrugged. “Judging by the calendars you humans started to make… I would say a couple of hundred years.”

Eddie nodded, processing your words all but flabbergasted. “And you never thought of leaving?”

“I didn’t know I could. Not until the veil between our dimensions cracked and opened up gates for the first time. But not all of them are the same, not since Henry started killing.”

“I need to get out of here,” he said. Another strum, as if to emphasise his statement. Your heart almost skipped a beat. He wanted to leave. But of course he did. There was nothing here for him. In fact, as a human, the atmosphere would sooner or later kill him. He didn’t even know you that well, he had no reason to stay, and even if he did… some depraved and delusional part of you had imagined that for the first time in over a decade, you’d have a friend by your side. You swallowed. Perhaps even more. The way his fingers played that guitar, a stark contrast against the black colour of the instrument and the handmade writing on it… That simple action hit you square in the face like a blow. Eddie was bloody handsome.

“You… want to go back,” you finally choked out just to say anything at all.

“Yeah…?”

“No, of course you do. You couldn’t possibly stay here.”

He nodded, slowly. “They all think I’m dead, that should give me an advantage for a while. I’m still… wanted for murder, after all.”

“I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”

Another thoughtful nod. This young man was carrying a burden far too heavy for his age. He paused when you said nothing else. “You said there were cracks… now… between the dimensions?”

“There are. But they would literally tear you in half if you attempted to walk through them. Even… what did you call them the other day? Demogorgons? Even they couldn’t make it through. Henry can. He is the only one who can. You need a smaller gate. I know where to find one.”

Eddie looked up. “There used to be one here. And at the lake and… and the forest. There’s different ones now? More?”

You nodded.

“Can you take me there?”

“I can but not yet.”

“Not yet?”

“Eddie, we need to wait for my blood to be out of your system entirely. If something happens to you when you’re back… if you die… you’ll turn into a vampire just like me.”

“Right… How long do we need to wait then?” The suspicion in his voice was clearly audible, eliciting a defeated sigh from you.

“Just a couple more days to be sure, please. Then I will take you to a gate, I promise.”

Eddie nodded once more, strumming another chord.

“We should head back soon. The bats get hungry around this time. I don’t want to draw any attention to you.”

“Why can’t we just stay here?” he asked. The innocence in his voice nearly had you melt… and the canines hidden away in your gums pressing to the surface eagerly.

“Here? Are you sure?”

“Yeah… unless you, uh… sleep in a coffin?”

“Oh, ouch, wow, that is an awful stereotype.” You grinned. “I don’t sleep in a coffin. I do sleep upside down sometimes though.”

“Wait, really?” Eddie’s eyes widened, eliciting a chuckle from you.

“No! Don’t you have sarcasm up there?”

Eddie put his guitar away and made himself comfortable on his unmade bed. “You’re uh… welcome to join me then. Bed’s big enough.”

Tilting your head, you took a hesitant step forward. “Aren’t you afraid I’m gonna bite you in your sleep?”

“I’d be as good as dead down here without your help, so uh… you might as well.” His bitter smile broke your heart but then again, what did you expect? That he’d fall to his knees before you in gratitude? You might have saved him but he had no reason to believe you had not done so for your own selfish gain, to keep him as a living blood bag. While a dark and malicious part of you buried deep in your heart rejoiced at the thought of that, the butterflies in your stomach stopped the dangerous thoughts from crawling to the surface.

“Alright then… only for a few hours. Then you grab what you need and we head back. It’s not too safe in this area.”

“Neither here nor in the real world…” he muttered. Eddie closed his eyes, his body relaxing almost fast enough for you to be taken aback by it. He’s still exhausted. Of course he was still exhausted. He almost fucking died and was now regenerating with your blood. You’d truly taken a risk with him—and you could only hope that Eddie wasn’t going to take any damage from your emergency medicine.

By the time you finally laid down next to him, the cute metalhead was sound asleep.

You knew you were in trouble when the butterflies in your belly fed on Eddie’s presence as if he was a drug, sweeter than any blood you had ever tasted. Over the next few days, long talks, and more three-year-old pizza, Eddie quickly became the closest to what you would call a partner in crime. You’d never had one—you wouldn’t know what it was truly like but if there was one thing you were certain about it was the fact that you were not supposed to desire a friend the way you did. To want to be close to him, listen to his heartbeat, feel that lively vein pulse beneath the sensitive skin of his neck, and find out if his lips were as soft as they looked…

“… so each class has different attributes and skills and weaknesses.” For the past hour, Eddie had been attempting to explain Dungeons and Dragons to you. You only understood half of what he was rambling but his passion for the fantasy game was reflected in every single word he spoke. He was sprawled out on the bed with an old D&D handbook he had found under his bed, one he had lost around two years ago, so he’d told you.

Very soon now, you’d venture out to the gate you had promised to bring him to. You’d wanted to wait until the equivalent of daytime just in case your bats decided to disobey you after all.

You’d miss him. As if he’d been in your life for years, you could already feel your heart tearing, leaving a void that would never heal. Were you being dramatic? Yes. But that changed nothing about the fact you were slowly realising that you, in the shortest time possible, had fallen in love with him.

“Eddie? Why don’t you tell me about those warlocks on the way to the gate?” you interrupted him gently. If you ripped him out of your life like a plaster, quick and easy, perhaps it’d hurt less. The sooner he was gone, the sooner you could learn to forget him.

Keep him with you. Feed him more of your blood. Make him stay. Your primal instincts mixed with your growing feelings, making your canines press against your gums almost painfully. Stop. It’s time to say goodbye.

Eddie paused, glancing out of the window. Daylight was barely distinguishable from the night down here but the look of relief and excitement that washed over his face felt like a dagger lodging itself deep into your gut.

“Okay. Let me, uh… grab my things.” You did, watching each and every single one of his movements with curiosity and fascination. If you asked if you could come with him, what would he say? Would he laugh at you? Look at you incredulously? Both?

“You think I could just take that D&D book with me?”

You chuckled. “I don’t see why not. No one will miss it here.”

“Then, um… I’m all set.”

“Good.” You smiled sadly. “Then let’s go.”

Perhaps you’d just stay in Eddie’s room, make it your new home. No one else was going to claim it once he was gone and that way… that way you could keep him in your memory. Your link to the outside world, the one friend you’d ever had down here in this lonely hellhole. You were like a lovesick puppy, detached from reality and what could and could not be, weren’t you? You were pathetic.

You shook your head to chase away the thoughts as Eddie followed you through the gloomy dimension you’d learned they called the Upside Down towards one of the more hidden gates in the forest you had discovered on the same day you had found him after hunting.

And by the time you reached it… he might as well take your heart with him too.

“Here. You’ll have to crawl through. I… I’m not sure what you should expect on the other side but… good luck. You’re innocent, Eddie, I refuse to believe you won’t be able to clear things up.”

“Yeah… maybe. I hope. Uh…” He stared at the hole in the tree stump as if it’d disappear if he took his brown eyes off of it.

“Thanks. For uh… everything. You saved my life.”

“My pleasure. Oh… you might want this back before you leave.”

Your hands were shaking as you pulled his bandana out of your back pocket. You’d tried to clean the blood off of it but you assumed that up in the real world, they’d have functioning washing machines.

Eddie reached for it with a smile. “Thought I lost it.”

“Well, you didn’t.” You stood on your tiptoes then, gently placing your palms on his chest to press a gentle kiss on his cheek.

Ask me to come with you. Ask me to stay with you. Please… tell me you don’t want me to stay here all on my own…

“Are you gonna be okay?” he asked, tilting his head when I pulled away again, reluctantly removing my hands from him.

“I’ll… be fine. I’ve always been here, remember? Good luck, Eddie.”

“B-bye,” he said, waving awkwardly before getting to the gooey ground.

And with every inch he crawled forward, your heart broke a little more until eventually… he was gone.

Fuck, were those tears? Your eyes were burning, your vision was all blurry. You blinked, frantically, to scare them away. It was for the best. Eddie didn’t belong here. Sooner or later, he would have faced the consequences of staying down here. The atmosphere was toxic to humans, you reminded yourself, the lack of sunlight and vitamin D a constant threat to his well-being, not to mention his poor nutrition if he had kept eating leftovers from literal trash cans.

And yet… yet a part of you had hoped that, even after such a short time, Eddie would want to stay with you. He was an outcast in Hawkins, feared and hated by the majority of its people but here… here, he had someone who cared. Was that selfish? Probably. If only… if only you had bothered to find out if his lips were as soft as they looked. If only you had been able to capture the moment of sleeping in his arms forever. But the memory would fade, just like your real name. Kas. You smiled to yourself. That was who you were now. You would use his name for you with pride.

When you shoved your hands into the pockets of your leather coat, something hard and cold brushed against your knuckles. Frowning, you blinked once more, pulling out a tiny silver object. Your lips parted when you realised that it was one of Eddie’s rings. A silver cross surrounded by four skulls. Don’t forget me. He must have slipped it in your pocket when you’d kissed him goodbye. A sad smile tugged on the corners of your mouth before you slid it on.

Then your heart sank. You felt his presence before you glanced behind you. You didn’t turn around to face him.

“What do you want, Henry?”

“You hid a boy here. Nursed him back to health. What for?”

“Leave him out of it. He was just collateral damage to you anyway. And it doesn’t matter anymore. He’s gone now. He’s back in Hawkins.”

“Then he will die regardless. They will all die. Remember what you promised me.”

“I did my part, Henry. The bats did what you asked them to, they protected your precious home and they will wreak havoc once the cracks are safe enough to… travel through. There’s nothing more I can do to help you.”

Henry growled and you spun around, fuming. “Thanks to you, I’ll never be able to have a life up there. That was the one thing you promised me. That I would be able to leave this place.”

“You will, bat. No need to remind me.” Bat. Not Kas. Not what Eddie had named you.

“Yes. I will return to a pile of ashes and decay.” To a place where, even if Hawkins’ people mysteriously survived, you could never be with Eddie simply because of what you were. “They’ll start another attempt, you know,” you insisted when he turned to leave. “They will not stop until you’re dead. If I have learned anything about Hawkins, it’s that they will fight back until their very last breath.”

“Then their very last breath it shall be,” Henry responded. You flinched when he made the gate disappear with but a flick of his wrist—long, gooey vines annihilating the only way up that you knew currently existed. Your only way up should you ever decide to take the risk and leave, hoping the humans would not hunt you down simply because you came from the Upside Down. Not if, you realised. When.

You hissed at Henry, baring your fangs before he vanished, and twisting the silver ring on your finger. You had to warn Eddie. You owed him that.

Before the goofy metalhead came into your life, you hadn’t known your heart to be capable of so many emotions at once. You longed for him, missed him with every fibre of your being, and yet, with every step you ventured out further away from his trailer in search of another gate to reunite with him, the more your heart bled for your bats.

Leaving them behind and to their fate after what you had asked them to do… it felt wrong to leave them in the lurch but what other choice did you have? Hundreds, if not thousands of people would have to let their life up in the real world where, according to Eddie’s stories, there were oceans and actual sunlight. You had needed a push, something to finally pick up the courage and get away from this bleak existence. But you’d never considered paying a price this high.

The fire hit you out of nowhere. Hot and scourging, it singed your skin, blinding you and throwing you to the ground. You covered your face with a shriek, the burning and unbearable sensation having you thrash on the dirty ground in pain.

Your lungs filled with hot hair, the crackling and windy sounds drowning out even your own screaming. But then you suddenly heard his voice.

“Harrington! Stop! Stop it! Steve, please, stop!”

Were you hallucinating? Perhaps you were dying. Perhaps you were already dead. Perhaps Henry had killed you and your mind attempted, frantically, to make the traumatic experience more endurable.

Eventually, the fire ceased in a way it almost appeared like your attacker was being shoved away, with only the sizzling of your burned skin remaining. Angry red marks and blisters formed wherever the flames had tasted you and licked across you, including your cheeks and palms.

Trembling, you curled up on the ground, still too blinded to make out the person who knelt down beside you and cradled you in their arms. Those hands, however, adorned with cool silver rings… Eddie.

“Shit, shit, shit… Kas, are you okay? Look at me. Hey… hey! Are you okay? Open your eyes, Kas, please open your eyes!” His panicked voice made you want to calm him down, providing you with just enough energy to do as he asked.

“Oh, thank god… are you okay? I’m so sorry, I’m sorry…”

“Y-you’re back,” you choked out, taken hostage by a coughing fit only a fraction of a second later.

“Yeah… yeah, I’m back.” You felt his palm against the side of your cheek that was not burned, calloused fingers stroking over your cheekbone.

“W-what can I do? Are you gonna be okay?”

“…n-need… -ood…” Talking was exhausting. Keeping your eyes open was exhausting. Fighting against the pain was so tiring it would have been so easy to give in to cool darkness and slip into blissful unconsciousness.

“What? What do you need? Speak up, sweetheart.”

Sweetheart. You didn’t care you probably had an audience. You could sense them. More humans besides your attacker, at least two.

“Bl-…ood… I need blood.”

Eddie’s eyes widened. “Could you… I mean, could you drink from me? Would… would that work?”

You nodded—barely visible to the naked eye, your chin moved up and down once. Eddie caught it nonetheless. Without any hesitation whatsoever, he leaned down to you until your warm and shaking lips brushed against the sensitive skin of his neck, his long hair acting like a curtain and shielding you from the eyes of his friends.

This time, as soon as your instincts took over, you let them. Your fangs appeared within a second, your eyes turning blood-red. Your mouth watered in joyful anticipation when you opened it, sinking your pair of sharp teeth straight into his neck, breaking the skin, and… fuck, he tasted divine. So good and sweet and rich and…

Eddie flinched when you bit him but, albeit carefully, held you even tighter, mutely urging you on.

“Shit, what the fuck is happening here? Eddie? Eddie!”

“No, Steve, stop! It’s fine.” The metalhead did not elaborate, not for now and not until you had enough of your strength back to dig your fingers into his shoulders, feeling the cool leather of his jacket under your fingertips.

You promised to yourself that you would take five more sips—one, two, three, four… five… Reluctantly, you pulled away and licked your lips. You’d left a bite mark on him—one he quickly covered with his hair.

“A-are you good? Do you need more?” You shook your head in response, feeling your fangs retreat and your eyes, hopefully, returning to their usual colour.

The one with the fire—Steve Harrington—glared at you suspiciously, holding a lighter in one, and a can of hairspray in the other hand. The other two were young women—strong, intimidating almost. One more so than the other.

“Everyone… this is Kas.”

“Kas?” one of the girls repeated. “She’s the one who saved your life?”

Eddie nodded. “This is Robin,” he said, nodding towards the girl who’d spoken up. “And this is Nancy, and this… is Steve.”

“Sorry about that. I thought you were…”

“It’s fine… Eddie told me you guys are generally suspicious of everything down here.”

“Can’t blame us. Last time we were everything tried to kill us.”

You blinked at him before turning your attention back to Eddie. “Why did you come back?”

“That’s a long story but…”

“One we don’t have time for right now,” Nancy interrupted. You felt the urge to snap at her and you probably would have if you didn’t still feel weak. Your wounds were regenerating but it would take your body some time to fully recover from the attack.

Fire… the one lethal thing that could kill you instantly. If Eddie hadn’t stopped him…

“Henry closed the gate you escaped through. He’s gonna make his move. Soon. I tried to come and warn you, find another one.”

“We need to get you out of here then, sweetheart.” There it was again—that adorable nickname that you liked even better than Kas. You nodded once more, too weak for your mind to toss around all those thoughts you’d surely have if you hadn’t just escaped death by a smidge.

“I’ll uh… I’ll take her back.”

“Back? You want to bring her to Hawkins? What if she—“

“She won’t, Steve,” Eddie snapped at him. But when he turned to you again, scooping you up like a bride, his voice instantly became softer again. “Can you walk?”

“… don’t know…”

“It’s okay… I’ll carry you.”

His kind offer was the last thing you heard before you finally succumbed to the welcoming darkness.

“Kas? Like the vampire Kas? She’s Kas? Dude, I thought you were talking about some eerie humanoid bat person, not… not a girl!”

“Yeah no. No, that’s who I meant. I know how fucked up this is, man…” Eddie’s voice became muffled for a moment, almost as if he was hiding his face in his hands.

“So… she’s not… is she linked to Vecna? Because if she is and we kill him, wouldn’t that mean that she dies too?”

“No,” you croaked out before Eddie could respond to the other person. Two heads whipped in your direction instantly, one of which you did not recognise. You shifted uncomfortably. You were lying softly, covered with a blanket that smelled like Eddie and cigarette smoke. Someone had removed your leather coat too.

“W-where am I?”

“You’re in my bed… again.” Eddie’s cheeky grin warmed you from the inside out, even more so because he blushed. “Welcome to Hawkins, sweetheart. You’re in the real world. The Up… if you will.”

“You said… you said you wouldn’t die if we kill Vecna?” the boy with the curly hair and a hat that read Thinking Cap asked.

“That’s Dustin,” Eddie explained. “He’s a friend.”

You nodded. “No. I’ve been in the Upside Down for much longer than Henry. He’s… made this world his master but not me. I just happened to be in it when he arrived.”

“You were… born there?”

“Yes.”

“So there are others? Like you?”

You shot Eddie a hesitant glance. You hadn’t told him about that—you hadn’t wanted to freak him out even more. “There are. But not in the upside-down version of Hawkins. I was the only one there.”

“So… so you don’t have to go back eventually to not… drop dead if the gates close?” Dustin probed.

“No.” At least, that’s what you hoped. You had no solid proof that you wouldn’t turn to dust once the first ever sunbeams you had ever seen with your own eyes hit your skin either. You already had a feeling you would have to remain in the shadows as best as you could but unlike Eddie in the Upside Down… you were pretty certain you could survive in this dimension. You were not human, after all. It was in your very nature to adapt. The question was… would the humans tolerate you after all the evil that Henry had brought upon Hawkins through the gates?

“The others,” you started then, “Nancy, Robin, and Steve… are they still down there?”

“Yeah. They should be back anytime now. We uh, found another gate—by chance, really. They went back to the Creel house. Vecna’s house, trying to find… something. Anything that could help us stop him. We don’t have a lot of options left at the moment.”

You nodded once more. “What happened here in the meantime? Were you able to clear your name?”

“Not… really. Yet. I’m still in hiding, technically but uh… Hopper’s working on it.”

“Hopper?”

“He’s the Sheriff of Hawkins. Or he used to be,” Dustin intervened.

A third nod. Quite frankly, you were overwhelmed with being in a different dimension altogether—you finally understood how Eddie must have felt, especially after almost dying. You almost laughed out loud. The exact same thing had happened to you now. The irony was truly hilarious.

The noise that came from outside the trailer was audible to you first. With your enhanced hearing, you instantly made out the voices of Steve, Nancy and Robin. Moments later, the front door opened. Dustin sped out of the room, closing the door to Eddie’s room in the process.

“How are you feeling now?” Eddie asked.

“Better but… still weak.”

“Do you need more blood?”

Guilt washed over your entire body as you bit your lower lip. You were hesitant to nod for a fourth time. Eddie caught the hint nonetheless. But just when you were about to ask him to bring you an animal or a blood bag from the hospitals in this dimension, he spoke up again.

“Drink from me again.”

“Eddie…”

“Just do it, sweetheart. I’ll be fine. You need your strength back.”

Finally, the metalhead sat down on the bed with you. Your heart sped up when he pulled you onto his lap and your legs hugged his hips, his calloused fingers exploring your back.

Biting back a moan, you brushed his lovely hair out of the way—and as soon as his scent hit you, it was game over, and sunk your fangs into him and drank.

Eddie’s grip around you tightened, almost as if he was unwilling to let go of you anytime soon. Almost as if… almost as if he was enjoying it. But that was impossible, right? You were hurting him. You were sucking the very essence that kept him alive out of his body…

In your hungry haze, you noticed the door opening again only a few seconds too late. Dustin walked back in, followed by Robin, Nancy and Steve. You looked up with your teeth still lodged deep inside Eddie’s neck, noticing their horrified expressions.

I must look like a monster to them. Red eyes, dark purple veins under them, sharp fangs, and a murderous, famished expression…

You forced yourself to pull away, bloody fangs and lips surely glistening in the artificial light in Eddie’s room. You covered your mouth quickly and licked yourself clean, turning away so you wouldn’t have to face them again for a brief moment.

You could tell that Eddie was about to ask if you’d had enough or if you needed more when he too realised that you had an audience.

“Did you find anything?” Eddie asked.

“Nothing.” Steve didn’t take his eyes off of you. You leaned back again, covering yourself with Eddie’s blanket so you’d have something to do with your hands, making it clear you didn’t want any attention, especially after what they’d just witnessed.

Steve nodded towards you nonetheless. “Are you sure we can trust her, Munson? I don’t care if she’s like one of your D&D characters.”

“Wait… what? You named me after a D&D character?”

Eddie blushed. “Uh… yeah… a vampire who works for Vecna but eventually betrays and kills him.”

“Oh. Well, that sounds about right.”

“So you’re on our side.”

“Of course I’m on your side. Steve, is it, right?”

“You said you wanted to come to warn me. Us. Vecna’s gonna make his play soon?”

“I… yes. The bats will be first. Henry’s planning on opening more gates to let them all through. To let them loose in Hawkins.”

“But I thought he doesn’t control them. You do?”

“That’s… I… I wanted to tell you but…”

“You told them to attack Hawkins,” he concluded.

“No! I mean, I… I told them to invade the town once he opens the gates.”

“What! Are you crazy?” Steve bellowed. You flinched, the loud noise hurting your ears a little.

“That’s what your deal was about? You didn’t tell me that. You said the bats were harmless if they’re not provoked.”

“Eddie, I’m sorry… I couldn’t… that’s why I was about to come here. I wanted to give you a headstart, all of you. I wanted to make things right because…” Because I’m falling in love with you. You stopped yourself before you could end the sentence and embarrass yourself even further.

“So when they make it through… can you stop them?” Robin intervened. In the meantime, Nancy and Dustin only glared at you all but speechless.

“I can try.”

Eddie reached for your hand. “You said they listen to you.”

“They do but… they are simple-minded creatures. Once they’re up there, there will be more prey for them than they’ve ever known to exist. They might not aim to kill but they will attack when they get hungry. Not out of malice—simply because it’s in their nature. They want to survive. And the more food they have available to them, the more strength they can build.”

“Well that’s just great,” Steve remarked with sarcasm dripping from his voice.

“Okay, you know what… let’s call it a night. Nothing good will still come out of us arguing with her. Let’s meet again tomorrow and plan our next steps then,” Nancy said.

“Yeah… it’s a little awkward all of you standing around in my room like that.” You chuckled to yourself when Eddie grinned at them. Seeing him smile was not only a relief, it was a revelation.

“Okay, I don’t mean to freak anyone out but do we still have until tomorrow?” Robin argued.

“I can sense the bats. I’ll know. We’re safe, for now.”

“Good to know. You’re right. Not you, Munson, Nancy. We’ll catch up tomorrow. Are you sure you’re gonna be fine here… all alone… with… with Kas?”

“Yeah, I’ll be fine.”

“I’ll behave,” you added, daring a little smirk.

Steve and Robin blinked at you as if you’d just admitted to killing a puppy.

“Okay… good night, Eddie. We’ll call tomorrow.” Dustin was the only one who waved before they all staggered out of the room one by one and Eddie shifted on the bed so he could lie down next to you. You still waited until the door fell shut to scoot closer and place your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. Even after only such a short time… you had missed the sound of it.

“I’m… I’m really happy to see you.”

Eddie smirked. “I’m really happy to see you too. You kept my ring,” he remarked, nodding at your hand which was tracing the print on the band shirt he was wearing.

“I found it in my pocket after you’d left.”

“Nah, yeah I thought I’d leave you a little something so you wouldn’t forget me.”

“I don’t think it’s physically possible to forget someone like you, Eddie. At first… at first, I thought I’d never see you again. That’s stupid, right? We met only a couple of weeks ago.” Just say it. I like you. Three little words, so easy. Fuck… you were no silly teenager with a fear of rejection. You were a goddamn vampire, for Heaven’s sake! You could deal with a human boy not reciprocating your feelings. Feelings that seemed to consume every fibre of your being and…

Your heart stopped when his lips landed on yours. Suddenly. Out of nowhere. The kiss was almost too brief, with no tongues attempting a battle for dominance.

When he pulled away, he instantly panicked. “Sorry… was that too much? Or too soon? I… fuck, I thought I lost you there when Steve didn’t put that fucking hairspray away.”

“I guess we’re even now then. I want you… no, I need you to kiss me again.” That made him grin, mischievously so. “I wanted to stay with you. But I also wanted to go back home, you know?”

“Eddie… staying would have killed you.”

“I wanted to ask you to come with me.” Slash. Like a dagger twisting in your heart.

“Why didn’t you?”

“Because… I don’t know, isn’t it like… a big thing to ask someone to leave their dimension to live in another?” His breath was warm against your lips. You let your fingertips trail over the two bite marks you had given him.

“I had been hoping to get out. Ever since that first gate opened a few years ago. I just… didn’t have the guts to do it yet. Because of Henry… Vecna… what do you think will happen when they find out what I am, Eddie? Your friends clearly don’t trust me, in fact, I’m absolutely sure they hate me.”

“They don’t hate you. They’re… suspicious? I mean, so was I… you can be pretty mean and scary.”

You gave him a weak smile. “What about the other humans? They’ll hunt me down and shoot me dead, or lock me up in a lab to experiment on once they realise where I came from.”

“I won’t let that happen to you.”

“Promise?” you breathed out.

“Promise…” And with that, his lips were back on yours, more eager this time to drink you in like you were his last meal. Eddie’s left hand came around the back of your neck, pulling you even closer to him all the while you hooked one of your legs over his lower body, your right hand grabbing a fistful of his t-shirt.

His mouth tasted almost as divine as his blood. You could make out cigarettes, a faint hint of weed and… some sort of honeyed cornflakes and pizza. Fuck, you wanted to devour him whole.

Getting a little braver, you crawled on top of him so you could straddle him, your hands exploring his clothed chest all the while your tongue teased his soft lips, asking for entrance. Eddie’s mouth opened wider and you sought out his tongue, starting a passionate fight.

By the time he pulled away out of breath, his hands still stroking your back, you were almost too far gone to remember the threat that was lurking in the Upside Down.

“You still hungry?” he murmured.

You raised an eyebrow at him. “I’m starting to think you like me drinking from you.”

“Yeah, well, uh… it’s pretty hot… to be honest. Very metal. I… kinda enjoy it.”

Hearing those words from his mouth… fuck, you wanted to pounce on him, feed on him and fuck him all at the same time. Tilting your head with your eyes turning red, you trailed your fingertips over the side of his face, making him shiver. His brown orbs widened as soon as he noticed the colour change in yours.

“I need you to rest. I can’t take so much at once. Let your body recover first. I… could be persuaded to have another sip tomorrow.”

“But are you gonna be alright?”

You nodded. “The wounds have healed well. Perks of not being human. I’ll be back to normal by tomorrow.”

“You sure, sweetheart?” There it was again. Sweetheart. You suppressed a sigh.

“I’m sure. Let’s… let’s get some sleep.”

Eddie stole another kiss from you before he obeyed, draping the blanket over the both of you. You fell asleep in his arms, listening to his breath slowly evening out as he too wandered off to dreamland.

Steve kept his promise. The next morning, it had barely struck eight am before Eddie’s phone rang, ripping you both from your slumber. The metalhead almost fell out of bed when he went to answer it, quickly barking a few words into the little construction before leaning his forehead against the wall, still half-asleep.

By the time he finally brought himself to crawl back into bed, you too managed to open your eyes, wrapping your arms around him to stay warm. You never thought you’d enjoy body heat so much. You were used to the cold, used to sleeping alone—and even though you knew that there was only so much heat that you could take, cuddling with Eddie made your heart pound and put your mind at ease. You felt safe, protected…

“Hey…”

“You hungry?” You giggled like a little girl, burying your face in his neck. His excitement was tangible—in fact, you were certain you would be able to taste it if you bit him right now.

“How about you have some breakfast first? I don’t want you to faint on me.”

“Yeah, coffee and a cigarette actually do sound like a great idea.”

“A cigarette? For breakfast? I mean real food, Eddie. No wonder humans have such short lives.”

He grinned and you followed him into the kitchen. The fridge didn’t have much to offer. There was some open yoghurt in there that, according to the smell, had expired already, a half-empty egg carton, some milk, and some leftover pizza on a plate with some cling foil on top of it. Unceremoniously, Eddie took it out and chucked it in the microwave. You scrunched up your nose. In the meantime, he made sure to make himself some coffee and finally, lit himself a cigarette.

“I’m pretty sure the food I got you in the Upside Down tasted better than what you’re consuming right now.”

The metalhead shrugged. “Wayne’s gonna bring some groceries home when he gets back from his shift. Since I still can’t just… you know… stroll into a supermarket and stuff.”

“How… how did he react when he learned you’re still alive?”

“He was… relieved. Hugged me. Even cried. The old man treats me better than my own father. He’s more of a dad to me than he’ll ever be.”

“I’m glad you were in good hands then when you left.” Me. The last word you almost choked on. The microwave started beeping just when he finished his cigarette and extinguished its butt in the ashtray on the kitchen table.

Growing a little more confident about your surroundings now, you hoisted yourself up on the counter all the while Eddie dug into his left-over pizza.

By the time he only had one piece left on his plate, there was a barely visible film of fat around his lips which he quickly wiped away with the back of his hand. You smirked. So he always ate like he was starving.

Raising an eyebrow, you slid off the counter, walked over to him, and sat down on the table next to his plate. His eyes widened and his smirk… downright mischievous, even more so when you reached for his wrist and held it with both your hands. You bared your fangs and sank them into his flesh.

You certainly did not imagine the moan that escaped his lips when you broke the skin, his own food and coffee quickly forgotten. When you released him, the look on his gorgeous face was so aroused, you could have pounced on him. Maybe you could. Maybe you should.

Licking the last droplets of his blood from your lips, you pushed yourself forward so you came to sit on Eddie’s lap. Your mouth was on his before he realised what was happening, your hands grabbing fistfuls of his long hair that was still completely dishevelled from sleeping.

And once again, you became so caught up in each other that you did not hear the knock soon enough—nor the door opening and Eddie’s friends spreading inside the kitchen and living room area as if they’d seen a ghost. The only one who was missing was the kid with the hat. Dustin. You liked him.

Eddie held you tightly when you attempted to move off of him. When none of them dared say the first word, you took the initiative, braver than yesterday now that you were feeling better again too.

“You all look surprised Eddie is still alive after spending the night with me.”

“Yeah… you can’t… really… blame us,” Steve choked out. Robin nodded with an apologetic expression on her face. Nancy was the only one whose poker face was so impenetrable you were starting to wonder whether she had slept at all last night.

“This is Jonathan,” she finally said, introducing you to the stranger they had brought with them. You tilted your head. Jonathan looked like social awkwardness personified. He nodded at you with half a smile.

They’re still scared of me, you thought, biting your lower lip.

Eddie cleared his throat so they would stop staring at you. “So? Any news?”

“Uh, yeah. Joyce is on her way with El and Will.”

“What about Hopper?”

“Says he’s currently busy with filing that police report on Jason Carver to prove you didn’t kill him.”

“Right.”

“In the meantime, we need to get back to the War Zone. We need more weapons. Like, now. Are you coming with us, Munson?”

“I want to stay with Eddie,” you instantly blurted out.

The metalhead reached for your hand and squeezed it.

“No offence… but I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to roam freely around Hawkins… yet,” Steve said. He almost sounded a little like he was sorry. Perhaps he didn’t loathe you after all—even if he’d almost killed you last night.

“None taken. I don’t exactly feel ready to either. But I’m not staying here alone.”

“I’ll stay,” Eddie reassured you. “I’ll stay with you.”

“Um, Kas… we need you to tell us how we can get rid of your bats. I mean… I’m assuming you don’t want us to kill them,” Steve offered.

“Absolutely not.”

“That’s what we thought, so… is there a way to weaken them?”

You took a deep breath, contemplating whether you could trust them. If the bats got hurt, that would be on you—your fault.

“They don’t like warmth. They’ll steer away from it, just like me. If you found a way to keep Hawkins hot enough, they would retreat and hide in the woods. That’s the best advice I can offer you. I don’t want you to harm them.”

“Are they like… your children?” Jonathan asked carefully.

“No, they’re… we’re just very alike.” You didn’t elaborate and you were sure you didn’t have to, not really.

“So that’s nothing new then. Our next step should be to get in touch with Hopper, there’s gotta be a way to heat the city up so the bats will stay clear from everyone.” Nancy sounded determined, earning her an obedient nod from Jonathan.

“Just don’t… don’t make any loud noises, not like you did in the Upside Down. You’d want to get rid of what’s causing you pain too,” you added when they both turned to leave. They acknowledged it with a quick wave, leaving only Steve and Robin behind.

“That means Robin and I will head to the War Zone until El and Will get here. Take this.” Steve handed Eddie what looked like a portable phone. You realised quickly it must have been a walkie-talkie. And then, with a brief goodbye, they too were out of the door again.

For a few heartbeats, it remained silent. It was a comfortable and yet tense silence both at the same time. Eventually, you leaned your forehead against Eddie’s. You noticed only now that his wrist was still bleeding a little and he’d grabbed an old and probably used napkin on the table to cover it up.

“Who are they? El and Will?”

“El has superpowers, literally. Like… like Vecna.”

You gasped. “She must be the girl he’s coming after Hawkins for then.”

Eddie nodded, his hands caressing your waist. “And Will is the boy who went missing a few years back. Got possessed by the Mind Flayer and I think he can still… feel Vecna? I don’t know, it’s all so fucked up.”

“I’ve heard of him. I never saw him but there was this red-haired girl…” Guilt washed over you as you bit your lower lip. That girl had been one of those victims you had fed on—she’d been too far gone to stay alive for much longer and still…

“A… a red-haired girl? Was she… was she wearing a cheerleading uniform… by any chance?”

“I… no, she wore glasses and high-waisted trousers.”

“Oh…”

“Who is… was the other girl?”

“Chrissy. She… uh… she died right here in our… in our living room.” Eddie’s brown eyes trailed over to where Vecna must have taken her life, creating a gate and spreading fear and horror. Your lips parted the more distant Eddie became and you quickly realised why.

“You have survivor’s guilt…”

“What?”

“That girl… an innocent girl died and there was nothing you could have done to save her. Eddie, it’s not your fault. This is Vecna.”

“Yeah… yeah…” Clearing his throat, he tore his gaze away from the invisible spot in the living room. “I just wish I didn’t run away, you know.”

“Eddie… I saw you in the Upside Down. You’re brave. And… you’ve got a vampire sitting on your lap right now.”

He laughed. “Yeah, I guess… that’s true.”

“When does your uncle get home again?”

“Should be another hour or so.”

“Good. Then how about we continue where we left off?”

Eddie swallowed. As if you’d flipped a switch on him, his brown eyes glistened with unfulfilled desire yet again. “Are you sure?”

You let your eyes turn red. Eddie grinned when you bared your fangs at him and winked. “I’m sure. Are you?”

He nodded and you watched him frown when you gently pushed the wrist he offered you away to focus on his neck instead. His scent was intoxicating when your nose brushed against his sensitive skin.

Perhaps it would take a while longer for Eddie’s friends to accept you the way he had. Perhaps you too, much like Eddie, would have to live in hiding for a few months. But once Vecna was gone… once your bats were back in the Upside Down safely and all threats to his life, to all of their lives, were eliminated… then maybe you’d both get your happy end. You both deserved it.

A/N: I am more than inclined to write more vampire!Reader x Eddie. Perhaps one where RC turns Eddie after all? Or a Part 2 to this one? Hot vampire sex? Ohhh, the possibilities are endless! 😈

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My Vampire boy ~

My Gif but scene pack from @kilzolga (on Instagram)

Eddie x fem reader

Pt2 here >>>

Warnings: cursing, masturbation, unprotected sex, smut and probably some others stuff.

Word Count: 2,476

Summary: When your best friend dies you realize just how much you really love him what happens when he comes back from the dead with fangs and a crazy amount of libido?

It’s been two days since the gates ripped Hawkins in two, you would think that would be the worst thing, It’s not. the worst thing is Eddie, after the demo bats tore his ass to shreds you forced Steve to carry him through the gate. You weren’t going to leave without him, dead or not he deserved far better. You remember the pain You felt. You and Dustin desperately trying to calm him with false promises of the future.

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“Nonono baby you’re gonna be ok you’re gonna make it” Eddie didn’t answer his eyes getting heavy and he was staring at the dark misty upside-down sky. “You’re gonna be fine Eddie,” Dustin says lip trembling. “Look look look at me baby,” you say grabbing Eddie's face with your hand blood smearing on his face in the process. His eyes looked more and more tired with each passing second. Dustin watched you his eyes filling up with tears. “Baby?” He whispers, smirking weakly and reaching his hand laying against your face you quietly hold it steady with your own.

“Yes baby, I’m sorry I made you wait so long, I’ve loved you since I met you, your humor your clothes everything ” Eddie musters up a smile and you smash your lips against his in fear that you won’t get another chance. It’s not a good kiss it’s sloppy, you taste the dirt blood and salty tears all merge Into one.

You pull away from the messy kiss and look at Eddie's now still body you can’t help but jerk back your body gose still before letting out broken sobs and laying your head on his chest frantically looking for a heartbeat. You knew there wouldn’t be one if anything you would’ve been surprised if you heard one but when you didn’t hear it your whole body felt like it shut down.

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When you guys went back through the gate it seemed like everyone was so focused on doing other things their energy made it feel like burying Eddie was a chore. You Steve and Dustin dug his grave next to your late aunt's old Summer den hidden in the woods.

Dustin and Steve placed Eddie inside the not-so-shallow grave The whole experience was horrible. The way Eddie’s body flopped like a doll rather than himself. There wasn’t a drop of life in his body you couldn’t look at him without crying. What pissed you off the most was after everything that happened everyone was acting like nothing happened at all. Like Eddie didn’t sacrifice himself trying to save them. After The burial you Dustin and Steve had a little funeral. But Steve left quickly after taking Dustin with him.

You tried really hard to stay away from the cabin but your house was empty and painfully quiet. your foster dad wasn’t home meaning he was among the presumed dead. If he was you would Now be officially an orphan. You knew you should have felt stronger but you barely felt anything Numb to everything. Also, None of your “friends” came to check up on you not one since The burial. The worst part was you knew if Eddie was alive he would have. Packing a bag you filled with leftover food in the pantry and Some of Your Clothes and the bag of Eddie clothes you packed for he previously when he was hiding in the boat house.

The walk there was excruciatingly long but it didn't matter. all you wanted was to be near him,You sat down Next to the painted grave marker you and Dustin made that read “our hero”. You guys couldn’t personalize it too much for fear that somebody might find it and vandalize it.

You Slowly lay on the ground next to the grave.

“Eddie….I miss you so fucking much you don’t even understand” of course, there was no answer so you continued looking up at the sky. “I think my foster dad might be dead. The sheriffs say they found somebody but can’t identify them yet I know he was an asshole but..he didn't deserve to die. A part of me thinks this is some cruel ass joke you know… what are the odds I lose everyone I’ve ever cared about ” your lip quivers at the last sentence. “Never knew my dad, dead mom, dead aunt now dead best friend… oh and Dave is presumed dead so that’s.. that ” tears began falling down your cheek.

“I never got to give you a proper kiss like the one I promised, if we would have had just a little more time I would have given you that damn kiss and then some,” you say with a dry laugh.

“Really?” You hear a familiar voice before you even see him your eyes well up with tears.

You sit up so fast you think your gonna fall right back down. “E-Eddie,” you say breaths becoming unbelievably heavy standing there in front of you was Eddie before you can think any longer you run into his arm just squeezing him. “I’m going crazy aren’t I” you cry into his arm “nope,” he says smugly you look at him grabbing his face with both your hands and kissing him deeply he deepened the kiss holding your head back for more leverage this was what your fist time kiss him was supposed to be like not tears and blood. “Yes I am going crazy but it’s ok as long as I’m with you,” you say now crying again.

“No baby you’re not, I’m here,” he says tilting your head with his finger and wiping away one of your tears with your thumb. You take a closer look a realize Eddie looks a bit different. Big brown eyes don't look so innocent and doe-like but dark and husky almost red. “Eddie, is it really you…?” He pinches you on the cheek “Did you feel it” he says smiling you cry ten times harder “ya, ITS YOU ITS ACTUALLY YOU!” your heart is beating so hard and all you want to do is get in his skin… it’s an extreme but you don’t ever wanna be apart. “You died though…. Did I die am I dead too?” You say gripping Onto his arms “Nono you’re not dead”

You kiss him again.

Pulling away from the kiss Reality sets in “you gotta get inside” yanking Eddie by the collar you drag him inside the small cabin. Sitting down on the couch you ask Eddie some more questions. “You died, I watched how is this possible,” you say staring at him hard “maybe I wasn’t dead,” Eddie says leaning back on the couch and smiling. “No, you were dead your heart stopped and you were cold,” you say a small tear running down your cheek. “No more crying ok, I don’t what going on but I’m here and we’ll figure it out,” he says whipping away the tear “I’m here”

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Eddie -

It's been almost 2 hours of us on this couch just talking. she keeps asking how and why I’ve come from the dead and I keep giving her the same answer, I don’t know.

I do know why I’m back but I’m not gonna tell her right now. What if she thinks I’m a monster, I just wanna be with her a little longer and this vampire bat shit is making it real hard to stay calm around her. Not only do I want her bad in like all ways humanly possible, but there is the huger…the loud beating of her heart pumping hot blood into her veins I can control it tho, I will for her. Thoughtlessly you take your fingers and push the hair off her shoulders exposing her neck. Before you can get too caught up Y/N speaks you’re breaking your trance.

“I didn’t wanna say this earlier and ruin the moment but baby…you need to wash,” y/n says turning to me. “I like this baby thing we got going on, let’s keep it going,” you say leaning in for a kiss. Y/n accepts lightly pressing her lips against yours. “Now go wash…baby,” she says the last part seductively. “Will do ma’am,” you say jumping up and walking down the only hallway that led towards the bathroom.

~~~

In the shower, the water feels warm against your skin but you can’t stop thinking of y/n. Ya before the bats tore you up you wanted her like crazy but since you came back it’s like times ten you can’t look at her too long without thinking about being inside her. You feel yourself hardened at just the thought of it. slinking your hand down to your length and wrapping your hand around What’s the harm your already in here you thought to yourself.

You begin pumping yourself at A medium speed. Small moans leave your mouth here and there whispering her name.

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Y/N-

“Oh, I forgot to give him a towel” you quietly knock on the door nobody answer so you open the door right before you open your mouth to speak you hear Eddie’s moans. Of course, you don’t wanna be a creep but there’s a part of you that just can’t help but listen for a second. “E-Eddie I put your towel on the skink you say stuttering the first part

“hmm- oh thanks” he replies as if nothing happened. You turn to leave and he calls you over. “Can you hand me the towel?” “Ya sure,” you say hesitantly walking towards the shower curtain. Eddie rips back the curtains exposing his whole body.

You desperately try not to look down handing Eddie the towel he quickly wraps it around his waist. Now you were really looking at him you jumped back as your eyes Landed on his bright red ones. “Omg Eddie your eyes-“

“ya I know, sweet right?” he interrupts smiling hard exposing his adorable dimples and FANGS?!?! “EDDIE WHAT THE FUCK, YOUR TEETH!”

you shout jumping back.

“I look scary right, look Y/n I’m a vampire or a bat, something along those lines but besides all that I really really need you right now,” he says stepping out of the tub

“you need me?“ you say looking up at him.

“Mmh...bad,” he says wiping A piece of hair away with his free hand the other securing his towel around his waist. “Eddie this is serious, like really serious not only are you back from the dead but you’re a vampire?,” you say Seriously looking up at him. “It’s not that serious, I feel pretty much the same, except you know…the Uncontrollable need for you”

He says smiling ear to ear.

“Eddie as much as I would love this,” you say gesturing to the current situation You two were in. “We don’t know anything what if you bite me or something,” you say biting your lip unsure .“I won’t bite unless you want me to, can’t make any promises though,” he says giving another shit-eating grin.

“I’m guessing all this confidence is a perk of your”before you can finish your sentences his lips are on yours pushing you against the wet bathroom wall. You don’t fight it instantly leaning into his touching. The kiss wasn’t soft or sweet like the ones you shared before…no he was hungry. You couldn’t help but let out a moan as his hand traveled to the side of your face deepening the kiss. His body felt warm from the steam but his lips felt cool.

Without another thought, Eddie spoke through the kiss “jump” you instantly obey wrapping your legs around his waist. He blindly walks towards the living room “bedroom?” he says breaking the kiss. “The door on the left” you breathe out before smashing your lips against his again.

Eddie walks to the room throwing you on the bed before he puts his body back between your legs. “I need this,” he says tugging at the hem of your shirt. You lift up your arms and he slides off your shirt before his lips return to yours. Your lightly tug at the towel tightly wrapped around Eddie’s waist and it’s off in seconds. “Your turn” he whispers looking down at you. You quickly unbutton your pants and Eddie helps by pulling them all the way off and throwing them to the floor. “Better,” he says coming down to your neck to leave small kisses. “Eddie please” you whine squirming under him.

“God… I wanna take my time but I have eternity for that” with that Eddie throws off your underwear his lips ghosting over yours throughout The Whole motion. He grabs your left leg throwing it over his shoulder before lining himself up with your entrance. Wiping himself through your folds before slowly pushing himself in. “So fucking wettt” he moans entering you entirely. “I’ve been missing out…so fucking tight,” he says picking up the pace. “Mmh” you moan grabbing onto a nearby pillow. “I’m your first right?” Eddie knew he wasn’t technically I mean you told him about the situation with Brett where he only got the tip in before his mom bust in. “Eddie..”

“Nonono, I’m your fucking first ME! I’m your first, last, and anything in between., you’re mine ” His words make you clench around him. You liked this side of him a bit more aggressive and confident.

“No, say it” Eddie’s face Gose serious and he grabs your face to look at his while he’s thrusting. His eyes are deep red and his fangs are visible on his lip. “I’M YOURS! Always had been ”

You thought how fucking embarrassing you would feel in the morning for that.

~~~

Eddie—

I’ve died and went to heaven because This was a dream come true Y/N under me a blubbering mess of moans and groans as I fucked her senseless. I felt her walls begin to squeeze around me. “I’m so so close” she moans out scratching my back. “Me too” I take that as a hint to go harder. Until she’s shaking around me and I’m dumping myself into her. I can't help but to graze my fangs over her bare neck as we cum

“Fuckfuckfuck...”

~~~~

Laying in the small bed y/n twirls your hair between her fingers while looking at you. “I didn't know that situation with Brett bothered you so much,” she says giggling to herself. “I didn't know you even liked me that much” you look at her bewildered. How could she not tell, the thought of her and Brett in bed together had made Eddie so physically ill that he missed three days of school that week . “I thought I was being pretty obvious, I thought me saying

“I would have done it Better” was enough of a hint ,” you say looking down at her. “I thought you were joking”

“Not at all..”

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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.

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harrywavycurly · 1 year

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You’re Something…

Summary: You know what Eddie is but you also don’t care and Eddie isn’t going to question it because well he loves you.

Pairing: Vampire!Eddie x Fem!reader

Warnings: None just fluff and dash of sass✨

A/N: I have never written Vampire anything so like be gentle with me. Also let’s just act like this is set in modern times because the Twilight mentions. This is very random and I’m sorry in advance if it’s shit.🖤

“Why did I wear these stupid shoes? This was a bad idea.” You mumble to yourself as you take a few more steps in your flimsy slip on shoes going deeper into the woods, a breeze causes the leaves to rustle in the trees and reminds you how unprepared you are to be outside as it’s getting darker by the minute. “Like top five on the list of bad ideas.” Your voice is a low whisper as you shake your head and cross your arms over your chest trying to keep yourself warm.

“I’d love to know the other four bad ideas on that list.” You stop as you hear a voice come from behind you. “Because if taking a walk in the woods in a pair of slip on sneakers is in the top five then what are the others? Staying up past midnight on a weekday?” You roll your eyes as you recognize the voice. “Or maybe not looking both ways before crossing the street?” You turn around and when you see Eddie standing there with a playful smirk on his face you just glare at him.

“You know how important sleep is to me.” Eddie chuckles as he takes a few steps towards you so he can reach his hands out and uncross your arms from the front of your chest. “Could you hear me the whole time?” You let Eddie guide your arms so they wrap around his middle so he can pull you into him.

“I tried not to listen.” Eddie admits as he wraps his arms over your shoulders as you rest your cheek against the soft fabric of his worn out Metallica shirt. “But then I heard you trip over a rock and figured it was better if I tuned in just incase you got hurt or something.” You let out a huff as you feel his chin rest on the top of your head as his hands begin to run up and down your back in an effort to warm you up.

“If I got hurt and started bleeding would you have been able to actually help me?” You feel Eddie’s hands pause their movements on your back as you speak.

“We’ve had this discussion before sweetheart.” Eddie mumbles into your hair as he places a kiss to the top of your head. “I can control myself enough to help you if you’re hurt.” You lift your head so you can look up at him, his eyes are a dark shade of brown almost black as they stare into yours.

“Remember that time I cut my finger?” Eddie rolls his eyes as his hands slide down your back and give your hips a playful squeeze.

“You were dripping blood on the counter what was I supposed to do?” You just shrug as your hands slide into the back pockets of his jeans.

“You could’ve just let me clean it.” You argue as Eddie leans down so his lips are right next to your ear making your cheeks get hot as you feel his breath on your neck.

“Couldn’t let it go to waste.” You know he’s smiling by the way his voice sounds so sweet and low. “You taste too good.” Eddie’s arms snake back around your waist as you feel his lips press to the spot just below your ear making your knees feel like they’re going to give out on you at any moment.

“Don’t use your little tricks on me Munson.” You feel Eddie’s chest rumble as he laughs while nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. “It’s rude.” You whine as you feel his lips press a kiss to the side of your neck.

“Am I overwhelming you sweetheart?” He smiles against your skin as he tightens his hold on you. Eddie is well aware the effect he has on you, he knows your thoughts are getting muddled together as his breath fans over your soft skin and he doesn’t really care that he’s being unfair as he crowds your senses. “You can always tell me to stop.” He smiles as he feels the heat radiating off you as you absentmindedly tilt your head so he has better access to your neck.

“You’re such an asshole.” You huff as Eddie places a trail of kisses down your neck. “You know I’ve read about vampires.” Eddie rolls his eyes at your teasing voice hits his ears.

“Please don’t say it.” He begs as he gives your neck a little nibble in hopes it’ll make you forget your train of thought and melt into him even more.

“Edward Cullen never acted like this.” Eddie groans as he stops his assault on your neck and rests his forehead on your shoulder. If there was something Eddie could do so he’d never have to hear that name fall from your lips again he would do it without question.

“Why do you bring up a fictional Edward who so happens to be a vampire when you have a real one right in front of you?” He stands up straight showing off his height as he stares down at you.

“Because you told me I wasn’t allowed to read Dracula anymore.” He can’t help but smile at how innocent you sound as you answer his question. “So I was left with very few options and he just so happens to have the same first name as you so I liked reading about him.” You shrug as his hold on you loosens.

“Baby you don’t need to read about either of them.” He leans down so he can brush his nose against yours. “I’m right here.” You smile as he places a kiss to your forehead. “I’m an open book. Ask anything you want you know I’ll always be honest with you.” He knows that you’re aware he’s telling the truth, he’s always been open with you from the very first time he stumbled upon you in these very woods all those months ago.

“What are you doing out here so late at night Princess?” You felt your heart beat faster as a figure suddenly blocked your path through the woods, a little side route you’d take to get home from work a little quicker. “Sorry sorry didn’t mean to scare you.” You feel a little relief as his face comes into view as he takes a slow step towards you with his hands raised in front of him, you’d seen him around but never got his name as he always seemed to be surrounded by his group of friends but that was back when the two of you were in highs school.

“What makes you think you scared me?” You hate how your voice trembles, Eddie just bites down on his bottom lip to suppress his laughter.

“Honestly?” He raises an eyebrow at you and you just nod your head at his question. “I could hear your heartbeat from a mile away and you uh smell like you’re afraid.” He can’t help but chuckle as he watches your eyes go wide at his answer, clearly not expecting it.

“You can smell me? Do I smell gross?” It was Eddie’s turn to be shocked as he watches you put your nose to your shirt and give it a sniff but all you can smell is the fading scent of your perfume you’d sprayed on yourself earlier that morning.

“That’s what you’re worried about?” You just shrug and Eddie can’t help but laugh because he hasn’t ever been that honest with anyone and for some reason he felt he could be with you and instead of running off screaming here you are, worried about how you smell as if he didn’t just admit he could hear your heartbeat from a mile away.

“Well yeah? When a stranger says they can smell me I can’t help but be a little self conscious.” He’s just staring at you as you explain yourself.

“I’m Eddie.” He reaches his hand out and you take a step forward and shake it as you introduce yourself to him.

“So Eddie,” You watch him swallow hard almost like he was nervous as you take your hand out of his grasp. “What’s the deal with the smell and the hearing? Are you like a super hero?” Eddie let’s out a dark chuckle as he shakes his head and looks up at the sky for a moment before he stares back down at you and it’s then you realize just how dark brown his eyes are.

“I’m no hero sweetheart.” His voice is deeper than before and you don’t know why you feel comfortable enough to take a few more steps closer to him almost as if he was drawing you in somehow like a moth to a flame.

“But you’re not a villain either.” He tilts his head as you lock eyes with him and reach your hand up to tuck a few strands of his unruly hair behind his ear. “You’re something though.” Eddie leans into your touch as you place your hand on his cheek, paying no mind to how cold his skin feels.

“Well you’re right about that Princess.”

“Can we go home now?” Your voice brings Eddie back from his thoughts, he just smiles as he leans in and places a kiss to your lips.

“Not yet.” Eddie answers before he gives your lips another quick kiss, you pout when he pulls away from you. “I want to show you something.” He unwraps his arms from your waist as yours drop to your sides. “Why aren’t you wearing a jacket?” You look down at your feet as he finally takes the time to look you over, you know he’s not really mad at your lack of warm clothes but you also know he’s not really happy about it either.

“I was in a rush. I didn’t want to be late.” Eddie rolls his eyes as he shrugs off his leather jacket, you just stand there as he quickly slips your arms into the sleeves and zips it up most of the way. “Thank you.” He just nods his head and grabs one of your hands so he can lead the way through the woods.

“I used to come here a lot.” You look around at the clearing he’s brought you to as Eddie lets go of your hand so he can sit on the cool grass. “It used to be my favorite place to just escape from the world.” You turn around to look at him and you smile when you see he’s looking up at the sky with his back leaning against a stump.

“You don’t come here anymore?” Eddie spreads his legs so you can sit between them with your back flush against his chest. His arms instinctively wrap around you as you lean your head back so it rests on his shoulder.

“I have a new favorite place.” He explains as he leans down to place a kiss to the top of your head, he smiles as he hears you let out a small sigh of content.

“You do?” You grab one of his hands and interlock your fingers with his, smiling as you see the bracelet you’d made him a few weeks ago adoring his wrist.

“I do.” He leans down and nuzzles his face into your neck, a giggle escapes you as his hair tickles your skin. “It’s wherever I’m at with you.” You know he can hear the way your heart beats a bit faster at his confession but you don’t care as you feel his lips sweetly press against your neck. Eddie doesn’t know why or how he got so lucky with you but he’s never questioned it, you’ve never been afraid of him even with everything you know and he’s never been more grateful to have someone in his life than he is to have you.

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alwaysteveswife · 11 months

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Yours From Head To Toe | Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader.

a/n: I'm a bit sick and haven't been able to write, which is terrible, because I've been really inspired lately. Anyway, I made this shot for my best friend a few days ago and I liked it quite a bit, so here it is 💕.

Warnings: Mentions of Blood, Vampire! Eddie, Hunter! Reader, a bit seductive [I think lol], Fluff.

Words: 1.2 k

Eddie opened his eyes with difficulty, feeling a stabbing pain on the right side of his head. He moaned softly as he tried to get up from the cold floor, he couldn't remember where he was or how he had gotten there, he could barely make out the place.

All around him was ashes; trees were burned, lying on the ground and covering some debris. As he tried to stand up, his hand collided with a silver object. He opened his eyes, startled. It was your necklace.

"Shit" He whispered, grabbing it quickly from the ashes "shit, shit".

He wanted to look around for it, but there was no sign of life. Tears began to cover his sight as he squeezed the mark on his forearm tightly. He looked everywhere for you, but there was no sign of you or any other corpse.

Wearily, he lay on the ground, watching the sky grow darker by the minute. He felt a mixture of emotions; on the one hand, he was happy not to have found your lifeless body, but on the other hand, he had no idea where you were, he didn't know if you were still alive, he knew absolutely nothing.

"God" he covered his eyes from the sun, looking towards the forest "what do I do now?"

He took a breath and tried to concentrate on keeping his sanity. He didn't know how long he was like this, but, for what seemed like hours, he could do nothing but think over and over again about how this could be the end of his happiness, the end of his relationship with you.

When he opened his eyes again the sky was already covered by a blanket of stars that reminded him of the night he first met you. He felt so pathetic.

"Idiot" he growled, sitting down on the ground and staring at the dirt road, and that's when it hit him. There were tire tracks, and not just any tire tracks, but the ones from the car he shared with Steve.

A huge smile took over his face at that very moment. He took advantage of his superior physical condition to follow the tracks and, in less than ten minutes, he was in front of a simple two-story cabin.

He closed his eyes and inhaled the air around him. You were here, he could feel it. He looked at the windows, following his sense of smell to the one furthest to the right. He climbed up to the roof as fast as he could, walking carefully to the window where he was almost certain you were.

When he peered out he could make out a lump under the violet sheets. The flame of the fire lamp glowed fleetingly. He grabbed the bottom of the window and opened it without measuring his strength. You rose quickly from your bed and pointed your pistol at him.

"Honey" smiled at the sight of you. Not even a day had passed and already he missed you as if centuries had passed "it's you".

"E-Eddie?" your hands lowered the gun, tossing it to the floor as you approached him "it's you? Is it really you?"

"God, I thought I couldn't see..." before he could finish speaking, you grabbed his shirt and pulled him close to you, kissing him desperately.

Eddie closed his eyes as soon as he reacted, following your rhythm. He lowered his hand to your waist and kept the other on the back of your head, stroking your hair.

"I thought I'd lost you" you murmured in the middle of the kiss, still not breaking away from his lips.

This time the one who started the kiss was Eddie. He cupped both your cheeks, kissing you deeply, trying to make you see that he was there, trying to make you understand that he was by your side again. Carefully, he laid you down on the bed, never leaving in contact with your skin.

"I thought the same thing" he said in the huskiest voice, breathing shakily.

Eddie fixed his gaze on your bare neck, on the smooth, tanned skin that was so characteristic of you. He licked his lips unconsciously.

"Honey, I..."

"Do it, please" you murmured, bringing your hands to his shoulders, pulling him close until his lips brushed against your neck and his nose against your ear.

He moaned softly. Your scent was so much stronger at this distance, too irresistible.

"It might hurt" he murmured, lightly licking the area between your shoulder and neck, smiling as he felt you tremble slightly as you let out a sigh.

"I don't care, I just want to feel like you're real" you whispered, tugging on his hair lightly.

Eddie swallowed saliva, bringing his fangs out into the light and grazing your skin with them. You had talked about this before, the idea of transforming you and both of you being out of danger was too tempting to pass up.

"If it hurts tell me, I'll stop right away" he just smiled against your skin as he felt you shake your head in approval.

He kissed the exact spot where he felt your blood travel through your veins. From there he could feel your heart pounding.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you" he whispered before piercing your skin with his sharp fangs.

Your grip on his hair tightened, a moan of pain made him question if he was doing the right thing, but there was no turning back now.

He began to drink your blood, lightly squeezing your hips. It was too sweet. He enjoyed every last drop he could afford, licking his bottom lip as he pulled away from you.

From above you looked like a mess, he could understand why you loved being in this position. His hand went straight to your neck, touching the mark of his fangs.

"Hey" he took your hand, moving closer to your face and bringing your foreheads together "I got you."

He couldn't help but let out a laugh as you looked at his lips.

"What's up cutie? Want to taste what your blood tastes like?" he smiled as he watched you nod. He wasn't planning on denying you one of a vampire's greatest pleasures.

He caressed your cheek, kissing it carefully so as not to cause you pain. The taste of your blood grew stronger now that you were kissing, and you seemed to notice. You placed a hand on his neck, pulling him even closer to you.

Your fangs, which you had learned to pull out sooner than he thought, pierced his lower lip, causing you both to let out a gasp.

"So this is what it feels like to taste my blood" you murmured, licking his lower lip "I'd like to taste more."

"Take as much as you want" he brought your hand towards his chest, trying to look as serious as possible "Even if my heart doesn't beat like a human's, even if my body can't give you warmth, you can take as much as you want from me."

Eddie squeezed your hand lightly, nervous. Your greenish eyes were too deep, too mesmerizing.

"I'm yours from head to toe, Y/N."

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eddiemunsons80sbaby · 1 year

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Love Bites

Pairing: VampEddiexFemReader

Summary: This is a snippet from one of my fanfics. It is a Buffy/ST crossover where a slayer comes to town to help and falls for vampire Eddie. He is having to hide since the town still thinks he's a murderer while the rest of the gang are working to fight the Big Bad. It's wearing on him and making him wonder why this girl would want a monster like him. It is called Into Every Stranger Generation and it's on Wattpad and AO3 if you're interested.

18+ only

The front door opened and there you were, jeans hugging every inch of your curves, a Motley Crue tshirt that you had cut to create a v-neck, exposing that delectable flesh along your collarbone that he had tasted last night and longed to sample again.

“Hi,” you said, smiling at him.

“Hey,” he muttered, nervously twisting his cold steel rings around his finger, brushing the sole of his foot along the floor. “I wasn’t sure you were coming back.”

“I told you I would.”

Eddie nodded. “Yeah, I know, but as time was going on, I thought maybe you’d changed your mind. I mean, I understand if you had time to think and it suddenly didn’t seem like a good idea. Thoughts and actions look a lot different when you examine them in the light of day.”

“You know, we’re really going to have to work on that,” you mused, tossing your jacket on the back of the couch as you approached him slowly.

“What?”

“You doubting yourself and doubting me and doubting this,” you stated, gesturing between the two of you before stopping right in front of him. Your hands reached out, bunching his shirt in your fingers. “I have done nothing today but think about getting back here to you. You are the most beautiful man I have ever seen. You are the kindest man I have ever met. All day I have felt like I have been starving, no food in sight, just waiting to come and be fed by you. I want you. I want to be here. So, if I say I am coming back, I mean it. I will come back over and over because this is exactly where I want to be and you are all that I want.”

Eddie’s eyes widened, your words striking a chord deep within him. Shit, he had no idea what he had done to deserve this, but he was so grateful he did. Maybe it had only been a few days that you'd known each other, but he knew, with every fiber of his being, that this was what he wanted. He wanted you. It was intense and crazy and fast but what did that matter? It didn’t make it any less real.

“I want you here,” he replied. “I want you to never leave. I know you have to, but if I could, I would tie you up and keep you with me forever.”

You smirked. “Well, that sounds fun.”

Eddie almost choked at your words. Jesus, could you be any more perfect? Images of you tied to his bed, completely at his mercy, flashed through his mind, and his body instantly reacted.

“Yeah?” he whispered.

“Uh-huh,” you nodded, your hands sliding underneath the front of his shirt, fingers brushing along his abdomen. He shivered as your lips pressed against his neck, his head falling back to allow you better access. “In fact, I think maybe we should try it.” You grabbed his shirt, pulling it over his head and tossing it across the room.

“You do?” Eddie rumbled. Your lips were moving, leaving a blazing trail across his collarbone, his chest. You nipped at his flesh and he growled. “Fuck.”

Your lips continued moving, pausing to gently nibble as they went. He thought he would explode from the pressure building up within him. Your hands went to his belt, swiftly undoing it before working at his button. You dropped to your knees, shoving his pants and boxers down and the muscles in his stomach tightened with surprised yearning as he realized what you were about to do. He looked down at your face just as you smiled up at him before taking his entire length into your mouth.

“Holy shit,” he groaned, watching the sight of your beautiful mouth working his cock, your eyes gazing up at him as you did. Your tongue swirled around the tip before taking all of him in again. He felt himself hit the back of your throat and thought he would collapse, bracing his legs was taking every ounce of awareness he still contained. Your hands gripped his ass, your nails digging into the tender flesh there.

“Do you like that?” you asked, your hand replacing your mouth as it slid easily up and down his cock.

“Yeah…Jesus, baby,” he groaned. “Your mouth is fucking amazing.”

In response, you wrapped your lips around him again. Your hand gently caressed his balls, rolling them in your palm, and he felt his desire building, cresting toward its peak. He didn’t want to come in your mouth. He wanted to come inside you. He leaned down, grabbing you and flinging you over his shoulder as you squeaked in shock, carrying you to the bedroom. He tossed you on the bed before moving to his dresser, searching through the drawers. He found what he wanted and turned, presenting two bandannas to her.

“I don’t have any rope, but how about these?” he asked and the smile you gave him told him all he needed to know.

Approaching the bed, he slid your shirt over your head and quickly undid your bra. Eddie leaned back for a second, admiring the sight of you topless, offering your hands willingly for him to restrain you. It touched him in the deepest of places that you trusted him that much, knowing what he was. He took one of your wrists, tying the bandana around it and through the headboard. Then he followed with the other one. He could hear your excitement building, the rush of your blood was a symphony of lust and desire, and it was such a turn on.

You watched Eddie as he tied you to the bed, his movements so tender. Damn, you had been thinking about him all day, but you had never expected this. You were already so incredibly turned on and he hadn’t even touched you yet. His eyes remained focused on yours as he slowly removed your jeans and your panties, tossing them away.

“Are you okay?” he asked. “Not too tight?”

“I’m perfect,” you whispered, your voice deep and raspy as you struggled to force your mouth to form words. He stood at the end of the bed, gloriously naked, and he was so fucking gorgeous it hurt.

“That you are,” Eddie rumbled, crawling onto the bed and above you. “Jesus, you are so fucking beautiful.”

You felt a flush of heat flash over you and you were sure your entire body was the color of a tomato at his words. You didn’t know how you got so lucky that this magnificent metalhead wanted you, but god were you thankful.

His lips smashed into yours and you desperately wanted to tangle your hands in his hair, but they were tied over your head. You whimpered as his tongue danced along your lips, opening your mouth to welcome him in. You had spent the entire day feeling like you were missing something, and now, in this moment, you felt whole again.

Eddie’s lips moved along your jawline before taking your earlobe between his lips, sucking gently. You could not stop the groan that passed through your lips. Jesus, this man drove you out of your mind. His fingers danced along your collarbone, tickling a soft trail to your breast. He squeezed it, his fingers rolling your nipple and pinching it. You bucked off the bed, his lips moving over your neck. Christ, you wanted him to bite you again. It had been such a high, but you didn’t want to make him uncomfortable. He'd seemed to uncertain after he'd done it last time.

You opened your eyes as all feeling of Eddie vanished. He stood at the end of the bed, eyeing you hungrily, as if he were a starving man and you were a feast and you thought you were going to climax right then and there.

“What do you want?” he asked, a wicked smile playing along his face. “Tell me princess. Tell me what you want.”

Your whole body trembled as you pleaded, “I want you to make me cum. I want you to bite me again. I want to feel your tongue all over me. I want to feel you inside me. I want every single part of you.”

Eddie paused for a moment at your words, and you knew he was hesitant at the idea of biting you again. But goddamn it, you wanted it. If he wanted you to tell him, you would. Then all ability to form a coherent thought flew from your mind as his head dove between your legs, his tongue licking a trail from your clit to your entrance and back.

“Jesus…” you breathed, your head falling back, your chest rising and falling rapidly as pleasure coursed through every inch of you.

Eddie was so goddamn skilled. Your legs began shaking as he pulled your clit into his mouth, sucking at the same time as he slid two fingers inside of you. You arched your back, your hips rising to meet his mouth, desperately grinding yourself against his face.

“Mmm…is this what you wanted?” he murmured, his tongue moving in tight circles around your clit. You felt his fingers twist and hit that perfect spot and screamed his name. “Shit, my name sounds so good when you’re screaming it. Yeah, this is exactly what you wanted, isn’t it?”

“Yes…Eddie, oh fuck…just like that…”

Your whole body shook as you raced toward sweet release. His fingers continued driving you to the edges of madness, his tongue moving in ways that should be illegal.

“Are you sure you want me to bite you, sweetheart, because I am dying to sink my teeth into this beautiful skin,” he growled, pressing his lips against your inner thigh.

“Yes…god, yes please,” you panted.

As quickly as the words passed your lips, his fangs sunk into your thigh, his fingers continuing their work inside of you. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as perfect bliss raced over you. You could never explain how this felt. It was like the most perfect intoxication. He was absolutely devouring you, body and soul. You were delirious with passion.

“Eddie! Fuck!” you screamed, your body shaking with violent tremors as you climaxed. You felt his fingers slide from you at the same time as his fangs released. He pressed a gentle kiss to your center and you squeaked, every inch of you feeling like it had been flayed open, your nerves overloaded with ecstasy.

Eddie climbed next to you, pressing a kiss to your forehead, “Was that alright?”

“Fuck, that was flawless,” you sighed, your body still trembling. Eddie’s fingers trailed down your chest and stomach and back up, his lips finding yours again and you could already feel your desire building again. Shit. You didn't think you would ever get enough of him. You couldn’t take it anymore. You made fists with your hands and pulled, ripping the bandannas, before shoving him onto his back, straddling his thighs.

“Goddamn,” Eddie commented, his eyes wide, “could you have done that at any time?”

“Slayer strength, you know?” you shrugged. “We’ll have to get some really strong cuffs for the future. I definitely want to try that again, but right now, I need you inside me.”

Eddie gripped your hips as you slid down over the top of him, engulfing his length in your sweet heat. His eyes closed, mouth parted, and he groaned at the feel of you surrounding his shaft. You gripped the headboard, rocking your hips back and forth, sighing at the perfection that was your bodies coming together as one.

“Fuck baby,” Eddie muttered, his hands sliding from your hips, along your stomach, to grip your breasts. He bucked his hips up, hitting that sweet spot again and you gasped. Your head fell back, your hands gripping the headboard so tightly you could hear it cracking under the force of your grip. “Jesus, you are gorgeous.”

You smiled down at him, your hands finally tangling in those glorious locks. Eddie sat up, his hands gripping your back and pulling you close, his lips closing around your nipple and you moaned, your hips rolling more swiftly as the pressure built to an unbearable level.

“Jesus, I’m so close…” you managed to whisper.

“Me too,” he grunted, his mouth finding yours. “Cum with me baby.”

Pressing your body tight to his, you moved as one, your hips working in perfect rhythm. With every thrust, he hit that perfect fucking spot. How did he know how to do that? Fuck. You gripped his shoulders as a guttural moan flowed from you, every muscle in your body tensing as you hit your peak again. Within seconds, Eddie joined you, yelling your name as you felt his release fill you, your walls still spasming around him.

“Jesus Christ…” Eddie breathed, his forehead pressed against yours.

“We are really fucking good at this,” you commented. “Goddamn, I think I love you.”

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Waiting For You~E.M

@somethingvicked asked:

Awesome. It's this song, Beloved by VNV Nation.

The reader can't move on after Eddie's "death" despite trying but he can feel her longing and manages to come out of the Upside down, making it to her and she wants him to turn her. Because even though she loves everyone else, Eddie is her person and there won't ever be anyone like him. So he does.

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My Master List is in This Area

It's colder than before The seasons took all they had come for

You turned to face away from the entrance of your doorway with a blank look on your face, curling into a fetal position feeling new fresh tears stream down your cheeks. You didn't know how much tears you had in your eyes feeling your heart in your throat. Losing someone you loved was that your friend didn't understand.

They didn't know him like you did.

The bed dipped letting you know Steve approached you from standing in the doorway to sitting on your bed. Your arms wrap themselves around yourself as silence overtook in your bedroom.

" I know how you feel, I know this isn't easy"

Now winter dances here

You rolled your eyes hearing him. He didn't know anything. Eddie was his friend. But, Eddie was your best friend and your boyfriend. The both of you talked about getting out of Hawkins, going somewhere where you both would call a home. Now, you are alone. Without him. He was gone and never coming back.

" You know nothing" you spatted, your voice cracked as you turned around and sat up. A glare on your face meets his sorrow look. Steve stiffens with his hands gripping on either side of the bed as his eyes roamed your face. His mouth went dry as he was trying to find the words to talk to you.

" Everyone is worried about you" He means by everyone, the kids, Robin, Nancy, Hopper, Joyce and the rest. " Eddie wouldn't want you to be like this." He adds.

" You don't know what would of Eddie wanted" your nose twitched in anger. " Why are you here, Harrington?" He winced when you used his last name. You never did unless you were beyond anger with him.

" I'm worried about you" he mumbles as he looks down at his lap. Steve doesn't understand of losing a loved one, but he did lose his friend and he was just getting close to Eddie. It was unfair for the both of you.

" Don't" you threw the covers off of you as you rubbed your teary eyes. " I don't need your pity"

He turned his head watching as you swing your legs over to stand up. As your feet hit the ground, Steve's hands reaches out to help you out but you push him away and shake your head.

" Don't touch me" he swallows the lump in his throat as he pulls away from your reach and instead he stands up too and within reach if you need him, he's there.

You wobble on your feet making your way to the bedroom that's in your room with your hand on the handle, you hear Steve's voice.

" We're here for you" your shoulders stiff, turning your head to look at him over your shoulder. " Go away" you tell him. As much as it hurt to hear the words coming from you, he obligated your request and walk out the door.

You slam the bathroom door shut and raise your head to look at yourself in the mirror.

" I miss you so much, my love" you mumble into the air as if Eddie could hear you. Nothing was the same without him by your side. Wayne had reached out too contact you, but you cut conversation short and making up excuses. It hurt too much to talk about him. He was your first love and everything.

It seems so fitting, don't you think? To dress the ground in white and grey

A tear slips down your cheek as you gasp, whimpering leave you close your eyes imagining that he's still there. But it was just a memory. His smile. His laugh. His dramatics. How he played on Sweetheart. The way he talked in his Dungeon Master's voice. The wya he looked at you. The way he would hold you. The way his lips felt against yours. You missed him. You needed him back.

Somewhere in the Upside Down, eyebrows knit together as he pauses in his steps feeling something inside of him ache. He glances down at his chest. There is nothing there. He closes his eyes and that feeling worsens and as if his hearing picks up at the sound of your voice.

" Sweetheart?" he asks, looking around. He's met by silence and then hears the sound of your whimpers.

" Come back to me" he hears you speak, his heart sinking to his stomach as he knows your talking about him.

" I'm coming, sweets. Eddie's coming"

It's so quiet I can hear My thoughts touching every second

You glared over at Nancy and Robin as they stand in your kitchen while you have your hair up, it looks unwashed in days. Your in Eddie's shirt and a pair of his sweats as your arms wrap yourself around yourself. Steve had told the both of them that you looked like you haven't ate in days and here they were preparing something for you to eat.

Robin's hands are behind the chair as her eyes plead for you to sit down. Her hands are gripping the chair so tight as her eyes scan your face for any sign. Any sign at all.

" Please sit" Nancy says pointing to the chair. Her worried glance sends an unwanted shiver down your spine. You get it she's worried about you, Robin too and everyone else.

They just don't understand how heart breaking losing Eddie is to you. He meant so much to you.

" 'm not hungry" you mumbled, feet itching to go back. Nancy sighs putting a bowl of soup on the table with some bread on the side. There are some snacks they both picked up, Eddie's favorite.

" No thank you" you eyed the snack on the table, looking away as your jaw clenched with new tears over flowing down your cheeks. They noticed that your silently crying.

" I think it's time for us to go" Robin says, " Please take care of yourself Y/N. You know where to find us" she says taking Nancy by her wrist and pulling her away.

You hear the door shut and you were left alone.

That I spent waiting for you Circumstances afford me

You made your way over where Nancy has left the food on the table, the aroma hits your nose causing your stomach to grumble. But you were interrupted when you heard a tap. Your eyebrows knitted together in confusion. There was another tap.

You looked around the kitchen to see if anything was unordinary and found nothing until your eyes stopped on a figure standing just outside the glass door leading outside.

Your eyes met red dark eyes, pale skin, those dark mane of curls. It couldn't be. Your hands gripped on the counter as the figure stared back at you, unmoving.

" Sweetheart, it's me" it spoke. You shook your head as you backed away. What kind of sick joke was this?

No second chance to tell you How much I've missed you

You took a step back feeling your body shaking as you try to catch your breathe. The door slide opened and those Reeboks hit the floor, closing the door behind him. He turned to face you again, this time taking a few steps towards you.

" W-what.. is-s this?" your lip quivered. Your eyes snapped shut not believing he was there, standing there. He is dead. He died in your arms.

" It's me, your Eddie" he had his hands on his chest as his the other reached out to you. The hand covered in rings, but his nails were skimmed with dry blood.

" You're not real.. you're not real.. you're not real" you kept repeated clenching your eyes shut and opening them as he stood inches away from you. You took in his mane of curls, how you missed running your fingers through them, his eyes were dark red and his face was paler than before, and everything else was the same.

" It's me" he says. His his hands cup to your face, knuckles brushing over your cheeks. " It's Eddie, sweets" his hand is cold against your warm skin causing you to shiver. Your eyes glisten with tears as you fall into his arms.

My beloved, do you know When the warm wind comes again

" I heard you calling me, I hard you missed me" he mumbles as he lays you in his lap on the kitchen floor while his fingers run through your hair. Oh how he missed you, your eyes scanned his face as your heart clenched thinking this is one dream.

" Eddie.." his name falls from your lips like a dream. A hand comes up to touch his face, running your fingers over his nose, over to his cheeks, over his eyes, over to his forehead, underneath his bangs down to his lips.

His mouth a jars as your eyes zero in on what look like fangs causing you to gasp as you move away from his lap. Eyes wide as saucers.

" Y-y-you..." you scrambled to your feet as you raced towards the phone but Eddie's hands falls on top of yours as he knows what your thinking.

" Not yet. You can't tell them"

" But.." he shakes his head, " as much as I love to reunite with our friends. I had to get to you, you mean so much more than they do."

" Turn me" you asked him. Eddie feels like everything inside of him has stopped working as your words sink in.

" W-what?!" No!" he shakes his head, " that's too dangerous."

Your hands reach out to cup his face with both your hands, brushing your thumbs over the Adam's apple of his cheeks.

" Please" you plead, " you're my person. You mean everything to me. I want to be by your side for the rest of my life. Our life"

Another year will start to pass And please don't ask me why I'm here

" I don't want to hurt you, sweets" he looks down at his hands. He knows what kind of monster he is and he doesn't want you to be like this. He knows the life you deserve and he knows there is more to your life than this life, his life that he has now.

" I'm a monster..I can't let you be like this" he motions to himself. You shake your head as you take his hands in yours, " You're not a monster. You're my Eddie, my life line, my world, my vampire boy..my-" Eddie cuts you off as he groans, " I get it."

He stares into yours, he's hesitant. You can tell.

" I want this" you reassured him. He sighs, " I don't even know what I'm doing."

" I trust you"

Something deeper brought me Than a need to remember

His eyes hold hesitation which you reassure him by leaning into him brushing your lips against his. His hands immediately place themselves around your waist as he presses his lips against yours. They aren't as cold as you thought they might be. Your hand goes into his hair while the other rests on his chest.

The kiss is soft as a feather, it makes you realize that Eddie was here. This was your Eddie with you. He trails his lips down to your neck where he peppers your neck with soft kisses.

" Eddie, please.." you beg, holding onto his shoulder now. His tongue slowly traces the skin on the side of your neck.

We were once young and blessed with wings No heights could keep us from their reach No sacred place we did not soar

You feel his teeth softly scrape against your neck causing you to moan. The very sound causes Eddie to hold you tighter as his teeth sink into your neck. His lips wrap around the side of your neck as he suck a bit of your blood, moaning at the taste before he releases you and steps back.

He watches your body sink down to your feet, wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his jacket as he races to your side holding you to his chest. Your eyes flutter closed but there a wide smile on your face.

Still greater things burned within us I don't regret the choices that I've made I know you feel the same

Your eyes flutter open after a few hours of laying in bed with Eddie pacing back and forth with worry in his eyes when he hears you gasp. He races to your side, " How do you feel, sweets?"

There is an ache in your gums and there is a certain hunger.

It worked.

You glance over at Eddie, smiling as you cup his face.

" I get to be with you forever, Eddie Munson" his own smile matches yours. " What do you say we get something to eat?" he asks, tilting his head as he stands up and holds out his hand for you.

You slip your hand in his, " lead the way lover boy."

He growls at the nickname.

" You think you're so cute" he says.

" I do, lover boy" you smirked and eyes wide as he growls, pouncing on you. You squeal trying to get away from him but he's right behind you on his feet.

You couldn't spend the rest of your life with him by your side. You weren't going to lose him ever again.

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