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poeticandors · 2 years

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Morning Touches

Steve Harrington x F!Reader

Part 2 of the TOUCH series

Summary: After the events that occurred the previous night, you wonder just how things may have shifted between you and Steve. Turns out, things only go from there in a way you might not have expected.

WARNINGS: 18+ Content (Minors DNI), sexual language, sexual content, mutual masturbation, fingering, curse words, mentions of alcohol

A/N: Thank you all SO MUCH for all the wonderful, positive reactions to this series. You guys are amazing and I only hope that you enjoy the future parts to this story. Song is Take Me Home Tonight by Eddie Money.

GIF is not mine and belongs to @semisweetshadow

Part 1

Work was a drag. Nothing new. You were bored out of your mind all day, considering you weren’t scheduled to work with either Robin or Steve today, leaving you stuck with Keith the entire time. It also didn’t help that it was a slow morning, there were barely any customers until the late afternoon but you didn’t mind. Having all the time to shelve the videos, check on late returns, and rewind the tapes really should’ve kept your mind off of other things.

It didn’t.

Rather than stay completely focused on your tasks, your mind strayed to the events from the previous night. No matter how many times you tried to push it out of your mind, you would go right back to thinking about it.

You thought of the way you were pressed back against Steve’s broad chest while watching the lewd film. The sound of his voice echoed in your ears as he whispered those small encouragements to you, urging you to keep making yourself feel good. You could still feel the way his big hands felt as one covered your own while the other squeezed and pinched at your breast, and the brush of his lips against your cheek as he whispered against you or the way they glided against your neck as he kissed you there. The way he held you while doing all those things as you rode through your orgasm played on a constant loop in your mind.

A slight shiver travels down your back, and you shake your head as you walk to the back shelf with a stack of videos, ready to place them in their respective places. Just as you go to place one on the shelf, a hand grabs your shoulder, causing you to drop them all to the floor.

“Shit, my fault.”

You glance up, seeing Steve giving you an apologetic look. While Steve often visited you on days you were working while he was off, you honestly didn’t expect to see him here today especially after last night. Clearing your throat, you kneel down to gather up the videos.

“Here, let me help you.”

Steve moves next to you, reaching for a few of the tapes as you stack them up. You mutter a small ‘thanks’, and stand up as you go to stack them again. Steve stands as well, leaning against the shelf as he watches you closely.

“Jeez, it’s dead in here for a Friday,” Steve comments, looking around the shop.

“Oh, yeah. Keith has been working at the counter all day dealing with all the customers,” you scoff, shaking your head. “All ten of them.”

“Leaving you stuck to do the rest of the work, hm? Sounds like Keith.”

“It’s fine. Keeps me busy.”

You place the last tape on the shelf, dusting your hands off on your pants. “So, what are you doing here, Steve?”

“Came to see you, of course. Like always.” The comment makes you smile a bit.“Me? I feel special.”

“You should. What are your plans for tonight?” He asks, watching you shrug your shoulders.

“Same as yesterday, I guess.”

“Oh?” He raises a brow, a glint in his eye as he smirks. It takes you a moment to realize what the smirk is actually referring to, and your eyes widen.

“I- no, I didn’t mean… minus that… part,” you stammer, your pulse racing erratically. “I only meant–”

“I’m kidding, babe. No need to freak out,” he chuckles, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he follows you to the other side of the store. “Anyways, I’m asking because you and I are going to go to a party.”

“Are you asking me or telling me?”

“Atta girl, you’re catching on,” he grins, lightly nudging your arm with his. “Also, do you think you can drive? I plan on having a good time tonight.”

“Since I really don’t have a choice, yeah. That’s fine. How’s… seven?”

“Perfect,” he walks past to the other side of you, not once breaking eye contact, and leans close to you. The closeness of his face causes your breath to hitch slightly, and he smiles. “See ya later, babe.”

Steve soon leaves, and you watch his back as he strolls out the front of the store. You shake your head, before moving back to the counter.

As you finish up, you think about the way Steve acted when he talked to you. Besides the little jab at you, which wasn’t even truly one, he didn’t bring up what happened last night. Part of you was grateful he didn’t, you don’t think you would have been able to handle the embarrassment. But… part of you wondered if maybe he was thinking about it the way you were.

Did he think about the way you shook in his arms when you laid back against him, coming undone? Was he hearing the sounds of your moans constantly in his head? Did he relish in the feeling of your skin as he brushed his lips against you?

Sighing, you shake your head at the thoughts. Of course he wasn’t thinking about that night. In fact, you know he would never think about you in that way. Every other girl he came across, sure. But not you.

He probably never would, you guys were just friends.

After finishing up with your tasks and clocking out, you head to your car so you can drive home. You only had so much time to get ready before picking Steve up for the party, so you had to hurry. You were ready to have a good time, you normally did when you partied with Steve. The only thing you hoped for was that he wouldn’t go too crazy.

Knowing him, you should’ve seen it coming.

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“Holy shit- that party was fuckin’ intense,” Steve claps, leaning back in the passenger seat of your car as you drive the both of you back to his house. He bobs his head along to the music playing on the radio, his sunglasses on despite how dark it already is outside.

“Yeah, it was. Can’t believe you shotgunned that beer.” You actually could believe it.

“Like a fuckin’ pro, too,” he raises his hand for a high five as you laugh softly, obliging.

The song on the radio changes, and you hear “Take Me Home Tonight” start to play through the speakers. Steve fists pumps as he turns the volume up.

“Hell yeah! I love this fuckin’ song.”

Steve was a fun drunk, you discovered that the first ever party you went with him to. Sure, there were times he would go overboard and you would have to drag him out of the house with some help, but most of the time he knew when to stop. Tonight, you were lucky he only had enough to have a good time while not having to worry about him barfing in the morning.

“I can feel you breathe! I can feel your heart beat faster!” Steve taps along to the beat on the dashboard, turning to you. “Come on, baby, sing it with me!”

“Steve–”

“Take me home tonight! I don’t want to let you go ‘til you see the light! Take me home tonight– here comes your part, babe!”

“Steve, come on–”

“Just like Ronnie sang–”

He holds his hand out as if he is holding a microphone. Rolling your eyes, you lean forward and finish the lyric.

“Be my little baby!”

Steve lets out a loud whoot, and you can’t help but laugh. The song soon ends, just as you pull up to his house, all the lights on the inside shut off. You knew that Steve’s parents weren’t home, so you didn’t have to worry about sneaking around.

Steve strode to the front door, dropping his keys in a tipsy haze as he cursed to himself, before you bent down to grab the keys. He leaned against the wall as he watched you fumble while searching for his house key. When you finally unlocked the door, you both made your way inside.

“God, I am beat,” Steve stretches his arms, and you catch a glimpse of skin right under the hem of his shirt. He turns to face you as he takes his sunglasses off, tossing them on the little table in the hallway. “Are you staying the night?”

The question was silly. Of course you were staying the night. You’ve stayed over with Steve after plenty of drunken nights. It was mostly to keep your mind at ease, since he was typically alone at home most weekends. Steve would let you sleep in his bed while he took the floor, but since then the both of you would just share the bed without questioning it. You were just sleeping, after all. Nothing more.

“Yeah, I’ll stay.”

“Then let’s go to fuckin’ bed.”

You follow him up the stairs to his bedroom, and as you do he is already ridding himself of his shirt, tossing it on the floor in front of his closet before digging through his drawer for a pair of pajama pants. Steve liked to sleep with his shirt off so it wasn’t anything new to you, seeing his naked chest and toned arms.

Steve calls out your name just as he tosses some clothes at you, which you catch in time before they can hit your face. Throwing him a playful glare, you head into his bathroom to change into the clothes. It seemed silly, considering he did see and touch your bare chest last night, but you didn’t want to make things more awkward than they needed to be.

When you come back into the bedroom, you see that Steve has already discarded his jeans for a pair of gray pajama pants, and that he is sitting on the bed waiting for you. After setting your own clothes and shoes on top of his dresser, you make your way over to him as he gives you a tipsy smile.

“Thanks for driving me back. Don’t know what I would ever do without you.”

“Yeah, yeah. Get your ass to bed, Harrington,” you ruffle his hair playfully as he gently swats your hand away.

“Hair is off limits! You know that.”

Laughing, you watch as Steve scoots over to the furthest end of his bed before you settle as well. Pulling his blue blanket up to your chest, you lie back against one of his pillows, the scent of his shampoo lingering in it.

He groans out in relief, hugging his pillow close. “God damn, it feels good to be back in bed. Started to feel a bit busy.”

“Please tell me you’re not going to barf.”

“Nah, nothing like that,” he rolls to face you, checking you over. “Comfy?”

“Very,” you hum. Steve’s bed was bigger than yours, and the mattress was softer. You very much enjoyed sleeping in his bed compared to yours at home. “I might have to steal your mattress when you’re not expecting it.”

“You could just stay here every night. Then you won’t have to,” Steve states simply, with a shrug of his shoulders. There was something in his tone and the way he looked at you that you couldn’t quite recognize, but you shook it off. You were pretty positive it was just the alcohol talking.

“Sure. Night, Steve.”

“Night, sweetheart.”

After rolling over onto your side, you face away from Steve. You try not to think about how close he is, and how you can feel the warmth of his body just a few inches away from yours. Or how his scent was surrounding you from every direction at the moment. You definitely try not to think about how his chest would feel against the bare skin of your back rather than the shirt he wore last night while he helped you reach the highest peak of pleasure you’ve ever known.

Yeah, it took you a while until you finally drifted off to sleep.

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You’re not sure what actually caused you to wake up at that exact moment. Whether it was the light shining through the blinds or just automatically rising as you usually woke up around this time. Taking in your surroundings through a sleepy haze, it takes you a moment to remember that you were in Steve’s room; the ugly patterned wall paper being the first thing you see.

Movement next to you causes you to glance over your shoulder, and you see Steve lying next to you with his eyes still closed. For a split second, you thought that he was still sleeping, and you were about to just roll back over and go back to sleep as well. That was until you heard one of the most erotic sounds fill the room… a soft moan.

A moan, followed by the rhythmic sound of Steve pumping his dick with his hand.

Your breath hitches as you catch a glimpse of Steve’s hand moving at a steady pace underneath his blanket, and you quickly turn back over. Holy shit, holy shit… was this really happening? Was Steve really jerking off while you were in the bed right next to him? Did he forget that you were right next to him? Or did he know and just not care?

Or… was he jerking off because you were in bed next to him?

Stop that, you think. Of course that wasn’t the reason. There was probably a very good explanation for what was occurring. But, you weren’t about to find out. This was a complete invasion of boundaries. You would rather stay quiet and pretend you were still asleep until Steve was done. That was the smart thing to do, right?

Trying your best to stay very still, you shakily let out a breath and try to think about things other than what Steve was doing next to you. What would you have for breakfast? Should you maybe see if Keith needed you to work even though it was your day off? Or should you–

Your thoughts become interrupted as Steve lets out a soft groan, and you can’t help the shiver that flows throughout your body. Why was your body reacting this way? This wasn’t right, listening to your best friend jerking off while he thought you were asleep next to him.

You couldn’t help it.

The sounds emitting from Steve’s mouth were sinful. Each moan released went straight to your core, and you squeezed your thighs together in response. It wasn’t enough. No, you desperately needed to touch yourself, but you wouldn’t do so with Steve right there.

You already did once before, you argue with yourself. He was there the other night and he even helped you.

Flashes from the other night came to mind and you made the mistake of letting out a soft sigh. Horrified, you freeze and try to play off still being asleep, but hear the movements from Steve completely stop.

“Shit…”

He says your name once, his voice rough from waking up only moments ago, and you stay still. He says it a second time, and you close your eyes before slowly turning over. His cheeks look flushed, whether from the vigorous activity he was just doing or from embarrassment at the thought of possibly being caught doing said activity.

“...Morning,” you say awkwardly.

“Fuck, did I wake you?”

“I, uh… I mean… not technically? I did wake up earlier but… I’m not sure if it was from what I was hearing, or–”

Steve runs a hand down his face. “Shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t even realize you were in bed next to me until I…”

Until he heard you. He didn’t need to finish, you knew exactly what he was going to say. Rolling over onto your back, you stare at the ceiling, thinking until…

“Do you do that every morning?”

“Hm?” He looks over at you before you motion down to his covered dick. “Oh, uh… yeah. Most mornings.”

“I see,” you nod slightly, noticing the blush on his cheeks brighten a little more. You have never seen Steve this flustered before. It was kind of cute.

He clears his throat, turning his attention back to the ceiling as he brings an arm behind his head. “I didn’t mean to do that with you right here, babe. I- fuck–”

“Steve, it’s fine–”

“I promise you I didn’t remember you being in my bed. I didn’t even think–”

“Steve, relax. I don’t care.”

He sighs, turning to face you. “Are you sure? Because, like… I didn’t want to freak you out or anything.”

“I am sure, and I am not weirded out. It’s fine. Really.”

“...Okay, because–”

“I mean, you could even finish if you want to.”

Steve stares at you and a tense silence fills the room. For a moment, you wonder if you said the wrong thing. With each passing second, your anxiety begins to build and you think maybe you should just take back what you said and go home. Just as you go to speak, Steve beats you to it.

“Really? You don’t mind?”

It’s your turn to stare and pause for a moment. On one hand, you weren’t sure if this was a good idea. Sure, he watched you do the same thing the other night, but you didn’t know how this exact moment would change things between you both. On the other hand, you honestly wouldn’t mind if he pleasured himself right then and there. It was obvious that you both were very comfortable with one another.

Breathing out, you shake your head. “No. I… I don’t mind.”

“Cool,” he nods, bringing his arm down as he looks back up at the ceiling. “Cool, cool. Right.”

His arm slowly snakes under the blanket, and you watch with anticipation as it does so. But then it hits you: he might not want an audience.

“Um… I could go–”

“You can get yourself off too, if you want.”

When he turns to face you, all you can do is blink at first. Did he really say that or did you hear it wrong?

“...Huh?”

“You can… you know,” he motions along your body. “If you want to, I mean. You don’t have to. If you would rather leave, that’s fine too. I just want you to feel comfortable is all, babe.”

“Yeah… no, yeah. I understand, um…”

“I just know that you… well, you were squirming a lot. And… I heard you.”

You hold back a groan. So he did hear you. That right there should’ve been enough to make you want to leave from embarrassment alone. But you knew Steve wasn’t trying to make you feel that way at all. In fact, he just wanted you to have another chance to feel good.

With your lips pressed together, you look around until you’re back to facing Steve. The genuine look on his face tells you he is not trying to pressure you into doing anything you don’t want to. You of course already knew that, but actually seeing the sincerity in his eyes makes the choice easier.

“...Yeah, okay. I, um… I’ll stay.”

Steve gives you a small smile, before you both settle onto your backs, your arm brushing against his as you stare up at the ceiling. Safe to say, you were a little nervous. Despite Steve being there the first time you masturbated, this was different– this time he would be masturbating with you.

“...S-so, do we just…”

“Yeah, um… I guess you could just pretend I’m not here if you want? Or just– fuck it, touch yorself listening to me. Whatever you want.”

“Right, right.”

“You could take your clothes off, too. To get comfortable, I mean. Totally up to you, though.”

You pause, really thinking about whether you should or shouldn’t, when you decided fuck it, and began stripping out of the clothes you slept in underneath the blanket. After discarding them to the floor, you keep the blanket covering your chest as you look over at Steve. He watched you undress the entire time, you realized, but the only thing he did was give you a slight nod, before turning his head.

“Alright, then… have fun.”

Releasing a breath, you close your eyes as you slowly bring your hands underneath the blanket. It was so quiet in the room, you could practically hear your heartbeat. You could already feel the dampness between your legs as you shift, the obvious clue to how turned on you were earlier listening to Steve’s moans.

You roam your hands along your body as a means of relaxing yourself while also trying not to brush against Steve’s arm too much. One hand slowly makes its way down, and you push your legs apart to give yourself access to your wet pussy. A soft sigh escapes you, and you gather up your slick onto your fingers as you go back up, gradually circling around your clit.

The movement next to you lets you know that Steve has gone back to pumping his dick with his hand, and for a moment, you focus on the sounds of each of your hands doing sinful things to your bodies. You bring your other hand up to your breast, lightly squeezing and teasing your nipple as you brush your thumb along the bud.

There was no way this should be happening. You should not be lying next to your best friend naked underneath the blanket while the both of you jack off. There was no reason you should feel this turned on while listening to the way his breathing has changed because he is pleasuring himself.

But it was happening, and you were turned on. Very turned on.

Your fingers soon travel even lower, and you push one between your slick lips, just like the way Steve taught you to. It didn’t feel as uncomfortable as the first time, and was now even more pleasurable. Adding another finger, you feel the slow stretch of your cunt soon become enjoyable and move them at a steady pace. Brushing that spot each time you rocked your finger in and out of your glistening hole you sent lustful waves throughout your body.

How much time had passed? Had it only been a mere few minutes? Or had you both been there touching yourselves for a while? You weren’t sure. The only thing you were certain was that you were feeling so fucking good.

“Shit…”

Being so lost in your own euphoria, you almost forgot Steve was right next to you in his own sexual bliss. The speed of his hand pumping his hard cock increased slightly from what you could hear, and the sounds of his moans only added to your desire for eventual release.

Part of you wondered what was going on through his mind— what type of fantasies was he imagining? Was he playing out the scenes of a porno in his mind? Was he thinking about fucking someone else? Or was he thinking about you and how you were right next to him, unclothed and touching yourself?

You desperately wanted to look at Steve. You wanted to see his hand moving underneath the blanket. You could only imagine how he looked right now: cheeks flushed, his head thrown back against the pillow, and lips parted. But you weren’t sure if he would be okay with you watching him, so you kept to your own fantasy.

Moving your fingers back to your swollen clit, you begin to rub faster than you had when you initially started. That familiar hot pressure began slowly building up inside you, begging to be released, but you needed more. Touching yourself just wasn’t enough.

A thought occurred to you, and you mused at the idea that thinking about something even more sexual would help you. You try picturing the beginning of the porno movie from the other night in your mind, how you got a view of the girl’s breasts and pussy, and how she touched herself. It wasn’t enough. You try thinking about any one of your celebrity crushes, how they might feel against you, but it still wasn’t enough.

A guttural groan emits from the back of Steve’s throat, and you glance at him before stopping yourself. The sight of him was glorious. His hair was messy from sleep, and his eyes were still closed. His cheeks were pink, just as you thought they would be, and you could see how tense the muscles in his neck were as he tried biting back louder sounds. Even still, the sounds he was already making mixed with the pounding of his hand against his skin were driving you crazy.

Turning your head back and closing your eyes, you begin to imagine every possible scenario you could that involved Steve. You imagine that instead of your hands, it was his own pleasuring and touching your body. By listening to his soft moans, you imagine how much louder and filthier they would sound if his mouth was right next to your ear and if he was whispering sweet nothings instead.

I got you, baby.

God, you look so pretty like this.

Let me make you feel good.

Your mind went even further as to imagine Steve kissing every inch of you: your neck, your breasts, and even your mouth. You imagine Steve’s body over yours as he rocks his hard cock in and out of you, hard and fast.

This was what you needed. This was enough.

It was as if a tightly coiled rope snapped between the both of you, because before you knew it, not only were you finding your release, but Steve was as well. As your back arches up off the mattress, Steve’s hips buck up into his hand. Small whimpers and tight groans both fell from his mouth, while moans and whines broke past your lips– the both of you reaching your high.

Falling slack against the mattress, you let the ringing of your ears die down as you pant softly. Your arm relaxes next to you underneath the blanket, and you feel Steve bring his own down as well, his skin brushing against yours. Blinking your eyes open, your surroundings soon come to and you glance over at Steve, who you see still has his eyes closed, and a smile gracing his face.

“Wow…” He breathes out a small laugh, before he turns to look at you. His pupils were blown and god– you realized just how much you wanted to kiss his stupid face.

You keep from doing so, obviously, and find yourself pulling the blanket closer around you. Steve clears his throat, bringing one arm to rest under his head. That awkward silence returns, and you gnaw on the inside of your lip out of worry. What was he thinking about? Was he regretting what just happened?

“What are you thinking about in that pretty little head of yours?” Steve asks, breaking the silence.

“Me? Um… nothing. Just… that was–”

“Hot as hell?”

You scoff, shaking your head. It shouldn’t surprise you that Steve was still acting his normal self as if that didn’t just happen between you both. He turns onto his side, looking you over and you really wonder what is going through his mind at this moment.

“So, are you hungry?”

“Uh-”

Before you can respond, Steve is already turning away from you, tossing the blanket off of him as he reaches down over the edge of the bed, and grabs his pajama pants. You avoid him, giving him some sense of privacy before he stands up.

“I think I have eggs or some shit. I am fuckin’ starving.”

He truly was acting as if this was just any other regular morning. You didn’t know if you should be grateful about it or upset that he wouldn’t really talk more about what was happening between the two of you. The feeling settling in your chest was foreign to you, but you chose to push it deep down.

Keeping the blanket to your chest, you reach over and grab the clothes on the ground as you look up at him. Taking the hint, he quickly turns around and you begin to dress.

“So, do you want to stay for breakfast? Or… shit, I guess it would be brunch now.” He asks, placing his hands on his hips.

You were conflicted. Of course you did want to stay and spend more time with Steve. But, you also needed to think about the last few days and how, despite the lack of response from Steve, things were definitely changing between you both. Whether it was a good or bad change, and whether Steve would actually sit and talk about this, you needed to figure things out first. Time to yourself was probably the best choice so you could decide how to move forward.

“...Let’s do a raincheck on breakfast. I have to get home and do laundry, and clean the house. All that shit,” you stand up. Steve turns to face you and you wished he hadn’t, because all you wanted to do was run your hands through his messy hair and kiss those lips and– ugh. This was why you needed to leave.

“You sure? I can make pancakes, too.”

It almost sounded like he didn’t want you to leave. But if that were true, then he would be outright and say it. That was the type of person Steve was with you.

“I’m sure, Steve,” you force a small smile. “Plus, I’ll see you at work tomorrow. We’re scheduled together.”

“Right… yeah, right. Work.”

He smooths his hair back and nods, watching you gather your clothes from the night before and slip on your shoes. You meet his gaze, seeing a soft look in his eyes as he doesn’t pull away. Almost as if he is waiting for you to say or do something else.

“...Bye, Steve.”

“I’ll see you later, babe.”

Nodding your head, you walk past him, and make your way out of his house. You didn’t look back to see if he followed you or was watching out the window as you got into your car. Gripping the steering wheel, you let out a sigh. What was happening? What was this feeling in your chest? Why did you want Steve to beg you to stay or look at you in that way he did or kiss you?

Maybe it didn’t mean anything. Maybe it was only the lust talking. Steve was the one who encouraged you to explore yourself sexually without judgement. Were you just feeling something different because he has seen you in a completely different way?

That was it. It had to be. There was no other explanation as to why these feelings suddenly appeared. Maybe it was time to do more. To feel more, to go further than just self pleasure. Maybe… maybe all you needed to do was get laid.

Would Steve be willing to help you after doing so much with you already?

Finally starting your car, you begin to drive off, hoping that some time alone would give you some clarity about the situation.

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rustboxstarr · 11 months

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🥀First times for everything🥀

Summary: Just some good ole' fashioned grinding my guys

Pairings: Virgin!Eddie x Plussize!Reader

CW: kissing, groping, smut, grinding, cumming in boxers 😈, slight miscommunication, new relationship, reader referred to as fat by herself because what is so wrong with that? it's an adjective!

Word count: 3.9k

A/N:This was supposed to be a blurb, I very obviously failed..

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You strolled down the hall adjoining the cafeteria with an arm laced with Robins as you laughed about a previous endeavor in class, Jason had been told to shut it after talking all class and almost peed himself when he wasn't excused to the bathroom with a pass. The early June weather didn't feel as if you had just left spring, it felt like you were in the pique of august in some exotic country judging by the sun blazing down on you, allowing your body to break out in a light sweat whenever you were outside too long. The temperature was up in the three digits category every single day, so automatically baggy jeans and t-shirts turned into shorts and the occasional crop top. Today was that day, you had gotten a few stares, but that was inevitable being a fat girl wearing shorts that barely covered your ass and naturally weighty breasts on display under the white halter top, you would like to think it was a modest amount of cleavage, unfortunately that was only the case for you, for others you looked like you might have been trying too hard, there was no way you were going to care however, it was too damn hot outside to dress any lighter than this. You were pleasantly surprised that the shorts hadn't been bothering you but you dismissed the fact of no chafing due to the short walks between classes and cool air blasting through the school leaving your thighs dry and smooth as they rubbed together when you walked.

“Oooh, loverboy is here” Robin grabbed your attention and drew it down to the end of the hall to see your boyfriend leant up against the lockers, black t-shirt with some band on it you couldn't read from so far away and a simple pair of green cargo shorts. “oh and he’s waiting by your locker, how cute” Robin grinned sarcastically. You rolled your eyes at her antics, “Oh I just realized you never told me if you.. you know” she widened her eyes excitedly, “Jesus Robin, you are too invested in other people's lives” that was not the answer she was looking for and that was made clear when she shook her head expectantly. “If you must know” you rolled your eyes again “No Eddie and I have not had sex”. You stopped in the middle of the hall, pulling her to the side so you wouldn't arrive where Eddie was, mid conversation.

“Why not dude? What on earth are you waiting for?” she was undoubtedly exasperated with the situation, you were together, you had talked about sex with Eddie and she had heard from Steve that he had briefly ventured into the subject so what was the big deal?!

“Everyones not sexcrazed teenagers like you and Steve, humping like bunnies” you sneered “Ew when you say that it sounds like you mean were fucking each other” she pulled a face. “Obviously not, I just mean, Steve dates anyone in sight” you gestured to yourself, as if saying he even dates fat girls “-and you and Vickie seem to be how do I say this?” you pondered “Horny as fuck” you grinned. “So are you and Eddie” she drew her eyebrows up dramatically as if she knew something you didn't. “We don’t know that, for all I know Eddie isn't even ready to do that stuff” you explained. “Welllll” Robin bounced on the balls of her feet “I mean, he’s a 19 year old guy, they're all horny fucks. He might just be waiting for you to tell him you're ready” that was in fact the case, but you didn't know that.

“I feel like if he was he would say something” you raised your eyebrows as you began treading slowly down the hall again, “You realize you haven't told him you're ready” she rolled her eyes out of your view “I think he would know I’m ready” you countered.

“Sure, because boys are so well known for their knowledge of the female species, Eddie!” she held her hands out as a greeting. Eddie frowned slightly at her dramatic hello “Hey.. Robin” he answered her cautiously. “Alrighty well I’m gonna head to History, I’ll leave you too lovebirds be” she smirked earning a sneer from you as she began walking. She turned around behind Eddie's back to face you and made a lude scene in the hall, pretending to thrust into someone from behind while making awfully exaggerated faces of pleasure. Your stare at her drew Eddie's attention making him look behind him, Robin stopped abruptly and spun around to speed walk to class.

“Hey” you smiled, stretching up to place a peck to his lips which he happily returned. “Only have a few minutes, I have history too” he explained as you opened your locker to switch out your books “But I wanted to ask, um Wayne, is uh out tonight, if you want to you know come over, we don't have to do anything!” he was quick to stress that fact “but I just thought it might be nice, watch Tv without a 60 year old man hovering around us” he grinned “and uh we got the AC going so it'll be cool” he brought his hand to the back of his neck to scratch and it with the pads of his fingers.

“Yeah, I’d love to, I’ll just tell Steve I don't need a ride and I’ll go home with you yeah?” you closed your locker, limply holding your math textbook between both hands resting on your stomach. “Yeah sounds good” he smiled down at you, as you met his eyes you saw his attention was brought further down, to your boobs which were now firmly pressed together from the way you were holding your textbooks. You felt slightly awkward under his gaze but the moment only lasted a second or so before he cleared his throat and looked back at you “I’ll uh, be in the parking lot when you end” “Can’t wait” you grinned as you pecked him on the lips again. Before you could draw back Eddie's hand was quick to grab at your neck to hold you to him for just a few seconds longer. You swallowed as you drew apart, “Ok, bye” you forced a smile and quickly walked away. God could you be more awkward??

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“You ok?” Robin asked as Eddie folded himself into the wooden chair next to her. “What? Oh, yeah all good” he smiled but Robin only squinted at him, a slight smirk played on her lips as she leant back, waiting for the class to start. As casual as she could be she commented “Cute top Y/N wore today right?” she was trying very hard to fight the smirk, it was proven even more difficult as she turned her head to the side to see Eddie with raised eyebrows, he coughed “Uh, yeah, didn't- didn't really notice it” he tried explaining away. Robin only nodded, silently laughing maniacally in her head.

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“Welcome to my humble abode” Eddie grinned as he swung through the door gesturing you to enter first, you chuckled “I’m familiar with it”, both of you slipped off your shoes and dropped your school bags to the floor. “So uh” Eddie clapped his hands together before holding them firmly behind his back, trying not to rock back and forth with nerves “What do you want to do, we can watch a movie, listen to music in my room and uh…” he wasn't sure how exactly he had planned on finishing that sentence. “Make out?” you grinned “I-I mean, only- only if you want to” what was his issue with just saying one word once when he was talking, shut the fuck up Eddie, why are you so nervous, shes your girlfriend you idiot.

You looked up at him through squinted eyelids, tilting your head to the side “Do you want to?” you had kissed before, sure, indulged in a little tongue, sat next to each other on a bench and awkwardly facing each other but never close to each other, not in someone's bed. “Only if you want to” he deadpanned now, head tilting down to look you straight in the eye, wishing he could understand what was going through your head. You were about to repeat his words back to him, or even say you wouldn't mind it, but maybe if you were clear with Eddie he would be clear with you so you opted for saying it right out “I want to” Eddie's eyes widened. “Do you?” you asked slowly, voice slightly firm “Y-yes, yes” he was nodding vigorously “I want to” you giggled at him “Well come on then” you slipped your palm into his, letting him stumble with you to his bedroom. Before you had a chance to sit down Eddie asked “Music?” trying to avoid your gaze. “Yes” you stated looking him dead in the eyes before grinning “But I’m picking”.

Eddie clambered onto his bed as you went through music collection. How was he supposed to sit, in the middle against the headboard? To the side so you could sit next to him? Should he lie down? Would you be comfortable with lying down or would he seem like a creep? Was he supposed to be on top? Fuck he was getting in his head, fucking relax. He chose to sit in the middle of the bed, resting against the headboard, this way if you wanted to you could.. sit in his lap.. or next to him, he made sure there was still room for you.

Just as he was trying to relax and calm his nerves he looked over at you bent at the waist to read the backs of each cassette. His heartbeat rose and an audible gulp was heard through the room as he noticed you. With your particular position your shorts had risen up your hips, wedging between your thighs, seam pressing at your puffy cunt and giving him a clear view of half your ass. He tried to look away, find just one other thing in the room that could catch his interest but it was impossible, his eyes snapped back to you, he rolled his eyes back as if just the sight of you alone was giving him pleasure, which, it was. He took the opportunity to sneakily and quietly adjust himself, forcing his now hard cock to sit straight and under the hem of his boxers, that would definitely make his little issue less noticeable.

You stood up only a moment later, popping in the A side of the cassette Whodini, Escape. It was a surprise to see Eddie actually had Hip-pop in his house but judging by the size of his collection it seemed reasonable. You rocked your head from side to side with the beat of the music as you turned to Eddie, who sat fiddling with his rings in his lap. Now it was your turn to freak out about the sitting position, you pushed it down and took a breath. You weren't necessarily that excited about sitting on top of Eddie, you were heavy, what if you were too heavy? What if he didnt like you sitting in his lap? But you chose to power through, climbing onto the bed and swinging a leg over his and settling on his mid thighs. Eddie's wide eyes stared up at you, it was unbearable, you didn't want to think you did something wrong so you just quickly attached your lips to his.

Eddie closed his eyes with a sigh, releasing the tension in his shoulders. As your hands grazed his arms and settled on each side of his neck Eddie drew his hands up to hold lightly at your waist. The kiss lasted a few seconds before you drew back to look at him, you didn't really get a chance though because soon enough Eddie leaned forward searching your lips again, with gentle movements you got him to settle back against the headboard and pecked against his lips. As you kissed him again you felt Eddie's tongue poking slightly at your flesh, nonverbal asking you to part your lips, you did, and you almost swooned when you felt his tongue graze yours, cinnamon gum tasting at the tip of your tongue. A low groan spilled from Eddie's lips as he grew more brave and licked more of your tongue. It was as if both of your bodies just knew and molded together, tongues swiping at each other with growing confidence and force. Eddie's hands began to grip harder at your hips making you notice it more, you chanced it and grabbed his right hand.

His grip immediately loosened, thinking he might have held you too hard but gasped when he felt you guide his hands to your boob. He muttered a “fuck” against your lips as his fingers pushed into the soft skin. His grip on your hip went back to its former strength as he palmed at you desperately. You hummed against him at the feeling and continued kissing him. Relishing in the feeling of Eddie's greedy hand altering between squeezing harshly and simply holding you.

He couldn't hold it in anymore though, he was straining desperately against his boxers and he needed some sort of release. You made a shocked whine when his hand left your boob to find its place on your hip again. Eddie forcefully pulled you flush against his chest, moving you from his thighs to sit right down on his clothed cock. You let out a loud gasp as you felt his hard length pressing right against your covered cunt, you parted your thighs to open your lips up to sit firmly on him, allowing his previous adjustment to sit deliciously pressed to your clit. Eddie's hands instinctively pushed over your shorts as he moved his hands from your hips to grab a hefty handful of your ass, causing you to push down on him. You let out a low moan at the feeling, desperately kissing his lips again to taste him.

When Eddie pulled you towards him with his grip still firm on you over the denim, you pulled away from him. Wide eyes staring down at him in surprise. Eddie's lips curled into a slight smirk and adjusted his footing on the bed, to push you up against him with his knee as his hands encouraged you to grind against him, his hands pushing you back and forth until you got the memo and began grinding against him. One hand left his shoulder to grip at the headboard behind him, supporting you in grinding against him in a particularly hard stroke as you watched Eddie's mouth fall open and his eyes flutter closed at the sensation. You forced your hips forward again, a long stroke where you could feel your clit hit slightly past the ridge of his head earned a loud groan from Eddie as his head fell back, hair brushing lightly against your hand.

With each movement of your hips, slowly but each stroke daring longer and longer Eddie groaned beneath you, suddenly you missed the touch of his lips against yours so you bent down slightly to capture his plump flesh in a light bite which turned into a kiss. Eddie grasped desperately at the fat of your ass as he timidly licked into your mouth. The long strokes ran faster as you found your position above him and confidence overthrew your nervousness, you hungrily grinded against his cock, the seam of your shorts perfectly placed against your clit as the first thrust of his hips forced it harder into the delicate nub.

With that first thrust you couldn't help the loud slightly pornographic moan that fell from your lips, it had Eddie slowing his tackle on your mouth to watch in awe as he thrusted again, swallowing hard at the sound of a second moan. With the release of his lips you closed your eyes, your head rolling over on your shoulders to face the ceiling. Eddie stared at you, his mouth falling open as he watched your face intently. He thrust his hips again, harder this time to hear a now proper loud sultry moan echo in the room. Had you opened your eyes you would have seen the surprise and excitement on is face at your reactions, but you were too focused on revelling at the fact that your clit was being treated with perfect friction with each passing second.

His hands went back to forcing you back and forth over him, the efforts of his knee, his hands, your hips and his hands moving you back and forth made you move faster and faster against him. Unabashedly your moans picked up to short and high pitched with each force of your hips. Eddie groaned as you purposely pushed your weight down on him and it distracted him from watching you. He went back to falling against the headboard with his eyelids shut but eyes rolling to the back of his skull beneath them.

His groans of delight turned into deep moans when the pace picked up to impatiently fast, rubbing over his dick as quickly as you could. Not only was he getting some much needed relief but soon he felt the relief turn into active pleasure, his eyes flew open in an instant, fuck if you continued like this he was going to cum in his jeans. Jesus christ he would look so pathetic if he couldn't even hold it when you were simply making out. Was this making out? You weren't even kissing him?-

On the other side of the interaction was you, eyes squeezed tightly shut as your mouth dropped open to an exaggerated ‘o’ simply in the moment and not caring one bit that you might complete, it wasn't even the possibility, you knew that with only another minute you would come. And you chased that while picking the pace up once again averaging four strokes with each second, tits bouncing as you pushed yourself down on him.

-Would you be grossed out if he came? Would it be weird? Fuuuuck he was clenching his stomach now, willing his body to slow down, but he couldn't when you felt so damn good. “Shit” it was the first word you had said since walking into his room, and it snapped him right out of his overthinking “- Eddie, I’m gonna cum” you whined. “Wait really?” hang on, if you were cumming, he could too right? “Yeah” it was an answer to his question but it came out as a long moan as you rocked against him. Well that was all the answer Eddie needed and he relaxed, he was shocked that it was even possible but he forced you to rock faster and faster, now fully accepting the pleasure it was causing him. You moans came out louder and louder, almost like high pitched squeaks with each thrust.

They grew shorter and louder, building up to the inevitable orgasm you were experiencing, you repeated a string of “fuck, fuck, fuck” until finally Eddie heard one loud scream of a moan as your head became even heavier on your shoulders forcing you to almost fall onto your back before Eddie reached up quickly to hold at your back, one hand tightly wrapped around your waist while one splayed between your shoulderblades. Your hand moved from the headboard to grip at his shoulders as you rocked through your orgasm. Eddie had been so fixed on watching you that he hadn't even realized he too was at the brink of the edge “Mother fu- SHIIIIIT” he groaned as he curled in on himself, his forehead finding support against your cleavage as his body portrayed the action of a dry heave. He felt the thick ropes of cum shoot out of his slit to paint the inside of his boxers and create a sticky mess.

You were now panting heavily as a hand found its way to slither through his curls and hold you softly against your boobs while Eddie shook beneath you. When you finally came down from your high, only 15 seconds after the fact, you became aware that Eddie was still seemingly cumming. You watched in shock as he groaned beneath you and shook uncontrollably until finally what must have been a whole half minute he stilled and heaved heavily. His heavy breathing forces your hand on his shoulder to follow up and down.

You giggled at him as Eddie moved from your tits to fall back against his pillows, a light sheen of sweat holding his bangs to his forehead as he panted. “Jesus, is this how you normally are?” you joked “Gonna get me pregnant if you cum that hard, probably break the condom” Eddie's eyes opened to look at you through a frown of confusion “I don't know” you answered sheepishly at your weird joke, but Eddie only burst out into a loud laugh, it was intoxicating and led you to join in as well.

The laughter finally died down “I have actually never cum that hard in my life, so no need to worry” he joked. “I’ve uh never actually uh done this before” he gestured between your bodies “Or anything really” you couldn't help the snort that left your throat, Eddie went back to frowning at you “I’m, I’m sorry” now you couldn't help that the loud obnoxious giggle “no no really I’m sorry” you breathed, why was this even funny you had no idea “I, uh, I kinda figured, you didn't really make a move” you explained.

Eddie pulled a face “Hey, I didn't make a move because I wanted to be respectful of you” he argued “I didn't know if you were like, ready for stuff like this yet” he explained. “Oh that's so sweet” a squeak bubbled up behind your lips as you fought hard not to laugh again “What is so funny?!” Eddie asked exasperatedly, you instinctively went to cover your mouth as you scrunched your face up “It's not funny I swear” you told him after taking a deep breath. “Well it seems to be for you”, you looked at him with a much needed serious expression “It's not funny, it is really sweet, it’s just that, I dated Steve” Eddie shook his head desperately, while blinking profusely with his eyes closed “Sorry, dated? I thought you said you went out like one time” Eddie stressed the one by holding his finger out. You grabbed it and laced your fingers with his. “I didn’t want to tell you because I knew I’d scare you off, and I really wanted you to ask me out” you gave him an apologetic look “Robin, kinda told me to wait with that whole thing, she said you'd be insecure”

“Fucking Robin” Eddie scoffed, with a roll of his eyes before he they suddenly zoned in on you again “Wait, so how experienced are you?” he asked. “Well I’m not a virgin” Eddie's face fell at that “But!” you interjected before he could say something “If it helps, I’ve never cum that quickly or hard with Steve, or ever really” at that fact Eddie's face broke into a grin “That does help actually” you smiled at him.

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vxntagedior · 2 years

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stress reliever

summary | eddie always gravitates towards your chest when he’s stressed

pairing | eddie munson x fem!reader

warning | 18+ minors dni, smut, [boob kink?, tit worship, tit sucking], i started this before V2 came out so i made a little change to it, mentions of the upside down, near death experience

word count | 803

Spoilers for V2

Eddie was happy that he was released from the hospital and was able to leave. Most of it had been destroyed during the ‘earthquake’ when the four gates merged together, and with Chief Hopper back, Jim offered a room for Wayne while Eddie stayed at yours while they looked for a new home.

He hated the hospital, all the wires, the gown that made him itchy and having to pee every 30 minutes and his back aching from the hard mattress.

“Oh, this feels amazing.” Flopping down onto your bed when the two of you got back, there were still a few scars that were still healing but the nurses told you just to make sure to change them occasionally and they should heal up on their own.

“Do you need anything, food, water, or some medicine?” You asked.

“Babe, I’m fine.” He sighed. “I’ve heard all the hounding from the nurses, don’t need it from you, come lay down.”

It took you a minute to join him on the bed, barely even touching him because you were scared that you were going to hurt him.

“C’mere.” Eddie couldn’t take another second not having you in his arms, pulling you flush into his chest, despite how your head bumped against one of the scars.

“We’re okay?” You asked softly, messing around with one of the rings on his hand.

“We’re okay.”

Since the earthquake, you’ve spent most of your time down at Hawkins High, volunteering, either helping with food or sorting out clothes. You felt somewhat guilty about the situation and wanted to make it up to the town.

Steve and Robin were always there, Dustin occasionally. Spending most of the morning there, helping Robin make some sandwiches. A part of your mind was still on Eddie, hoping he’d be okay on his own for a few hours. Even after reassuring you a dozen times before you left, you still felt uneasy.

“I’m gonna go check up on Eddie.” You discarded your gloves, grabbing your wallet and keys before a quick goodbye to your friends before driving back home.

“God damnit!” That was the first thing you heard when you arrived home, immediately running upstairs to find the source of noise.

“Eddie! Eddie!” There was fear in your voice, thinking something bad happened again like it while back in the Upside Down.

You didn’t hear him answer, becoming more worried.

“Eddie!”

Running into the bathroom, you saw him leaning against the wall, pulling off on the wraps to replace it with a new one.

“Thank god.” You muttered in relief. “You’re okay.”

“I can’t do it!” Eddie was frustrated, since coming back from the hospital, it caused him pain occasionally just walking down the stairs and you had been helping him with everything and he felt useless. So when you left, he didn’t remind you to change the gauze, he decided that he could do it himself, seeing the amount of times the nurses did it.

“Hey, let me help.” Eddie didn’t understand why he was getting stressed over a wrap but he felt tired of it.

Helping him back into bed, you let him rest against you, scooting so you were against the headboard.

“It’s okay to ask for help.” You whispered, running your hands through his slightly damp hair, trying to get some of the knots out.

“I’ve just been stressed over nothing.” He whispered, his voice muffled through your chest. “I just want to calm down.”

His face sat between the valley of your breasts, bringing you back to memories of everything that happened before Vecna.

You lifted his head up, seeing the confusion on his face, he looked down to see you pulling down your shirt enough, seeing your breasts pop out.

His eyes widened, his mouth watering. “You always used to suck on my boobs when you got stressed so…”

You didn’t need to finish your sentence before he wrapped his lips around your nipple. He sighed in content, sucking harder and harder, his hand coming to wrap around your other breast, squeezing it softly.

Letting out a quiet moan, you continued to run your fingers through his hair, igniting a moan from Eddie around your nipple.

Letting go of your nipple with a pop, Eddie gave the other the same amount of love, letting his head rest against your chest while he continued to suck.

With the vibration from your hands in his hair, and your boob in his face, he became tired, hoping you wouldn’t notice if he fell asleep around your boob.

You started to notice, when his breathing got a little slower and his breaths were more deep. Brushing his bangs away from his eyes, seeing them closed, you just smiled softly, pressing a kiss to his forehead, continuing to lightly massage his scalp.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x girlfriend!reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson #joesph quinn

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sarahisgay01 · 2 years

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Nancy fucking Robin with a strap-on that's like 8.5 bc robin was being a brat while they were out with Steve and Eddie . Can u add like: mommy kink dumbificatipn and overstimulation pls 🥺.

#💫 anon

(Sorry this took me so long!!) Yes absolutely!!😊💖 I really enjoyed writing this one

Minors DNI (18+ Only!!!!!)

Attitude Problem

Mommy!Dom!Nancy x Bratty!Sub!Robin

Notes: Robin and Nancy are in an established relationship

Tonight was weekly movie night, the night that Robin, Nancy, Steve, and Eddie set aside for the four of you to hangout without the kids. It was just the four of you at Steve’s house and Robin had been at work all day. She hadn’t seen Nancy until she arrived at Steve’s and missed her. Steve drove the two of them back to his place after their shift at Family Video ended and she helped him put out food for everyone. She kept checking the clock every few minutes, wishing the time would jump to 8:00pm when Nancy would show up. At 7:58pm, the front door to Steve’s opened and it was no other than Nancy, who walked through the door. Robin ran over to her with a smile on her face, then gave her a hug and said “I missed you so much, Nance!” Nancy smiled and said, “I missed you too, Robbie.” Robin grabbed her hand and brought the two of them over to the couch. Nancy said, “Hold on, sweetheart. I’m thirsty, I’m going to go get a coke”, but Robin whined and grabbed her arm. She said, “No, stay” and Nancy replied, “Robbie, I’ll be right back, promise.” Robin whined out, “No” and Nancy said, “Someone seems a little bratty today, huh?” Then Nancy leaned into her ear and said, “I’d change your attitude, mommy would hate to have to punish you, sweetheart.” Robin let go of her arm and pouted, until Nancy came back. A few seconds later, the front door opens and it’s Eddie. He says hello to Robin and Nancy, then makes his way to the kitchen to see Steve. Five minutes or so passes and the boys come into the living room. It was Steve’s turn to pick the movie and he chose, Back to the Future, which made Robin laugh hysterically when he said what they were watching. Nobody but the two of them understood the laughter and neither Nancy nor Eddie bothered to ask. Robin and Nancy curled up on the couch together, then not even 20 minutes later, Robin was getting touchy with Nancy. Nancy whispered, “We can go to my house after the movie sweetheart, be a good girl for mommy and stop being so touchy, okay?” Robin whispered, “But mommy, want to touch you, please?” Nancy replied, “I know, Robbie. You will soon though, okay?” and Robin said, “No, want to now.” As soon as she said it, one of her hands went and cupped one of Nancy’s breasts. Nancy looked at her and said, “You have one more chance to be a good girl or else I’m taking you back to my house, immediately for you to be punished. Do you understand?” Robin nodded and about 30 minutes later, whispered to Nancy, “Mommy, can we leave now? Need you, please. Please, mommy.” Nancy replied, “Be patient and wait for the movie to be over, sweetheart.” Robin pouted and loudly whispered, “Mommy, please!” Nancy replied, “No. Now be a good girl and wait.” Robin quietly whined and said, “No, if you won’t touch me, I’ll go do it myself. Fuck you.” That was the final straw, Nancy grabbed her wrist and whispered through gritted teeth, “We’re leaving, now.” Steve and Eddie paused the movie, then Steve said, “You guys alright?” Nancy replied, “Mhmmm, Robin just isn’t feeling well. I’m going to take her back to my house and take care of her. Sorry guys!” Robin says, “Yeah, my stomach really hurts. I’m sorry guys!” The boys nodded and in unison said “It’s no problem. Feel better Rob!”, then Robin replied “Thanks!” After Robin replied, Nancy was dragging Robin by her wrist, out the front door. When the two of them got into her car, she said “You couldn’t be a good girl like mommy asked, couldn’t be good for mommy, huh Robbie?” Robin whined while Nancy started her car and said, “Just needed you, mommy. Need you to touch me! Please!” Nancy replied in a mocking tone, “Such a needy little brat, huh? Need to get that attitude out of you, since you made us leave early. Need to teach you how to be a good girl for mommy.” Robin whined again and as Nancy started pulling out of Steve’s driveway, Nancy said, “Be quiet or else I’ll make your punishment worse. Do you understand?” Robin nodded her head and the drive back to Nancy’s house was silent.

On the drive back to her house, Nancy was thinking about the perfect punishment to give Robin. When she thought of the perfect way to punish her, a grin appeared on her face. After a little over five minutes, the girls arrived at Nancy’s house. Robin hesitantly got out of the car and followed Nancy inside. She took her shoes off by the front door, then Nancy said, “Upstairs, to my room, now.” Robin whimpered when Nancy said “Now” in her stern tone. She nodded and said, “Yes, mommy”, then quickly made her way to Nancy’s room. Robin was nervous about the punishment Nancy was going to give her and didn’t want to make it worse. Nancy wanted to wait a couple minutes before going upstairs, making Robin think about what her punishment could be. When she made her way to her room, Robin was sitting on the edge of the bed. Her legs were spread wide, feet flat on the floor, elbows on her knees, and she couldn’t sit still. Nancy walked closer to her and said, “Aw Robbie, you look so cute waiting for mommy to punish you.” Robin sat up, then whined and said, “Mommy, I’m sorry. I’ll be good now, I promise! I’m s-” Nancy cut her off and said, “Quiet. It’s too late for apologies, don’t you think? You were being such a fucking brat, you don’t think you deserve a punishment for that?” By the end of her question, Nancy was now standing in front of Robin, towering over her. Robin just sat there and hesitantly nodded, but that’s not what Nancy wanted. She took her hand and grabbed Robin’s throat, choking her, not enough to actually hurt her, but enough for her to feel it. Nancy said, “Mommy asked you a question, Robbie. When mommy asks you a question, you answer. Understand?” Robin whimpers and says, “Y- Yes, mommy.” Nancy responds, “Good girl. Now let me ask you again. Do you think you deserve a punishment for being a brat earlier?” Robin whimpers out, “Y- Yes mommy, I- I deserve to be- I deserve to be p- p- punished.” Nancy responded, “Mmmm that’s my good girl, Robbie”, then she released her hand from around her throat. She backed away a couple feet and said “Stand up.” Robin immediately obeyed her command and stood in front of her. Nancy took a step closer to her and tugged at her t-shirt, then said, “Needy brats like you don’t deserve to wear clothes. Lets take these off you, sweetheart.” Robin replied, “Yes, mommy” and Nancy said “Arms up.” She raised her arms and Nancy pulled her shirt over her head, then tossed it on the floor. Next to go was her bra, which she tossed on top of her shirt. Nancy hummed when she saw her bare from the waist up and couldn’t resist pinching her nipples. A noise mixed between a moan and whimper left Robin’s lips, which made Nancy chuckle. Robin’s hands were squeezed into fists by her side, she wanted to touch Nancy, but she knew better. Nancy took one of her hands and placed it in the middle of Robin’s chest, then scratched down to her hips. Robin shut her eyes tight and moaned out “Fuck mommy.” A grin appeared on Nancy’s face and her hands made their way to the waistband of Robin’s jeans.

Nancy unbuttoned Robin’s jeans, then unzipped them and slowly started pulling them down. While she pulled them down, she stared at Robin as she dropped to her knees. Once Robin stepped out of her jeans, Nancy focused her eyes upon Robin’s panties. She noticed the wet patch on her panties and said, “Aw Robbie, you’re so wet. Is that all for mommy, sweetheart? You want mommy to touch you, baby?” Robin loudly whined out begs, saying, “Please mommy! Please touch me! Please! Need you to touch me mommy!” Nancy just giggled and said, “Aw, you’re so cute, baby. Mommy hasn’t even punished you yet, sweetheart”, then she faked a pout. Robin loudly whined and Nancy stood up, then went into her closet. She grabbed a box, then looked at Robin and said, “Mommy’s going to be right back, Robbie. Be a good girl and stay there. Can I trust you to be good and not touch yourself while mommy’s gone or do I have to tie your hands behind your back?” Robin’s eyes went wide and she said, “I’ll be- I’ll be good, mommy. Pr- Promise!” Nancy replied, “That’s my good girl”, then walked out of her room and to the bathroom. Robin stood there biting her lip and waiting for Nancy to return. Nancy was excited, she recently purchased a new piece for her strap-on, a bigger one and one Robin hasn’t seen yet. She strips off everything but her matching bralette and panties set, then puts the strap-on harness on. Next, she takes the new piece out of the box and grins, then attaches it to the harness. She grabs the lube she bought out of her box, then walks back into her room. Robin’s facing the door and as soon as Nancy walked back in, Robin’s eyes fell to her waist, then widened. Her mouth dropped open and she looked up at Nancy, then whimpered, “M- M- Mommy, so b- b- big.” Nancy grinned and said, “Mhmmm and you’re going to take all of it like a good girl.” Robin’s eyes were now fixated on the strap-on and Nancy said, “Kneel.” Robin whimpered, knowing what was about to happen after she dropped to her knees. Nancy walked towards her and seconds later, the strap-on was right in front of Robin’s face. She said, “Be a good girl and open your mouth, tongue out”, Robin did what she said and then Nancy started tapping the tip of the strap-on on her tongue. After doing that for a couple seconds, she said “Be a good girl while mommy fucks that dirty mouth of yours.” Robin whimpers and Nancy slowly thrusts her hips, pushing the strap-on in and out of her mouth. Nancy starts to push deeper into her mouth and Robin gags, then her eyes start to tear up. She starts to thrust faster and tears start to roll down Robin’s face. Nancy pulls the strap-on out of her mouth and grabs a handful of her hair. She pulls her hair down, so Robin’s looking up at her and says “You look so pretty like this, sweetheart. So pretty for mommy.” Robin whines and her thighs are squeezed tight together. Nancy says, “Stand up” and Robin replies, “Y- Yes mommy”, then gets up on her feet quickly. Once she’s standing, Nancy says, “You’ve probably ruined these, huh?”, then snaps the waistband of Robin’s panties. Robin whimpers and Nancy drops down to her knees, then looks up at Robin, who’s already looking down at her. Through her lashes, she stares into Robin’s eyes and says, “Mmmm lets find out, Robbie.” Nancy takes both her hands and pulls down Robin’s panties, agonizingly slow. While she’s pulling them down, she can see how wet Robin is. After her panties are off, she balls them up and can feel how soaked they are. Holding Robin’s panties in her hand, she looks up at her and says “I was right. Mommy made you too wet, huh baby?” Robin nods and says “Y- Yes, s- so wet for y- y- you, mommy.” Nancy stands back up and says, “Lay on the edge of the bed, flat on your back, and feet flat on the floor.” Robin nods and quickly gets up to follow Nancy’s command. Nancy’s still holding Robin’s balled up panties and with her other hand, she grabs the bottle of lube she had earlier.

Once Nancy is towering over Robin, she places the bottle of lube next to her body. Robin’s laying on the edge of the bed, like Nancy commanded and Nancy says “Open that dirty mouth of yours, baby.” Robin lets out a small whimper, then opens her mouth almost immediately. Nancy shoves Robin’s wet, balled up panties into her mouth and says, “Good girl, Robbie. Now you can’t use that nasty mouth of yours.” Robin whines and Nancy takes her hands, then pinches Robin’s nipples. She says, “You were such a brat earlier with that dirty mouth of yours. Telling me you were going to touch yourself and you said “Fuck you.” Robbie, you know not to speak to mommy like that” and she pinches her nipples harder. A louder muffled whimper comes from Robin’s mouth and her eyes have tears in them. Nancy says, “Mommy has to fuck that attitude right out of you. When I’m done with you, you’ll be so dumb from mommy’s cock, baby. You won’t even know your own name, Robbie. Mommy will teach you how to be a good girl.” As Robin whimpers, Nancy grabs the bottle of lube and starts to squeeze some onto the strap-on. She takes her hand and spreads the lube all over it. Once she’s done, she takes the strap-on and taps it against Robin’s dripping pussy. Both of them can hear how wet Robin is with each tap of the strap-on against her pussy. Nancy says, “Mmmm mommy’s going to fuck that attitude out of you, baby. Gonna make you dumb from my cock”, then she slowly enters the tip of the strap-on into her entrance. A loud whimper is muffled by the panties in Robin’s mouth and tears start to roll down her cheeks. Nancy says, “I know baby, it’ll only hurt for a little bit. Mommy needs to stretch that pretty pussy of yours”, then she slowly pushes further into her. Drool starts to drip down Robin’s chin and onto her neck, while tears continue to roll down her cheeks. Nancy gets the strap-on almost fully inside of her, there’s only about two inches left. She holds down Robin’s thighs and pushes the rest of it into her. Nancy says, “You’re doing so good, Robbie. Being such a good girl for mommy”, then starts to slowly move her hips. More drool starts to leave her mouth as Nancy thrusts her hips. After a couple seconds, the pain switched more to a pleasurable feeling. The whimpers Robin was letting out, turned into moans and once Nancy realized, she started moving her hips faster. Nancy could tell Robin was about to cum and she said, “Don’t you dare cum without my permission.” Robin whined and nodded, then Nancy pushed Robin’s hips down into the mattress. She started fucking her faster and harder, making Robin’s legs shake. Her eyes are squeezed shut and her fists are white knuckling the sheets. She’s trying her best to be a good girl, trying her best not to cum without permission. Robin starts to sob, it’s getting too hard to hold in, it feels too good. Right as she feels like she going release and disobey Nancy’s command, Nancy pulls the entire strap-on out of her. A loud muffled scream, mixed with a sob left Robin’s mouth, along with more drool around her chin and dripping onto her neck. Tears started pouring out of her and Nancy said, “Such a pretty baby when you cry for me, Robbie.” Robin starts to sob more and after about 30 seconds, Nancy starts to slowly slide the strap-on back inside of Robin’s entrance. A loud muffled moan leaves Robin’s mouth as she feels the strap-on inside of her again.

Once half the strap-on is inside of her, Nancy slams her hips forward and the other half roughly enters Robin. She screams out, tears continue pouring out of her and her body begins to spasm. Nancy holds her hips down and starts to roughly pound the strap-on into her. As she’s pounding into her, Nancy says, “What did mommy say? Mommy said she’s going to fuck that attitude of yours out of you and fuck you dumb on mommy’s cock. You’re going to be a good girl and take it. Be a good girl and take mommy’s cock like the needy slut you are.” Muffled sobs and whimpers are leaving Robin’s mouth. Nancy continues roughly thrusting her hips into her and when she realizes Robin’s close she says, “Cum for mommy, sweetheart. Cum all over mommy’s cock.” Robin didn’t need to be told twice, she screamed out as Nancy continued pounding into her as she came. Nancy didn’t stop her movements, she continued thrusting her hips roughly into Robin’s tight pussy. The sobbing and whimpering continued as Robin started to get overstimulated. Her second climax hit her abruptly and again, she screamed out as she came. Nancy slowed her thrusts, letting Robin ride out her orgasm. After her second orgasm was completely ridden out, Nancy towered over Robin, but stood still. She looked down at Robin’s pussy and said, “Aw sweetheart, your clit’s throbbing. My poor baby, mommy will make it all better.” Nancy took two fingers and started to rub slow tight circles on her clit. Robin tried to squeeze her eyes shut more, but she couldn’t. Her fists couldn’t grip the sheets harder, but she knew if she touched Nancy her punishment would only get worse. The stimulation of the strap-on still inside her and Nancy’s fingers on her clit started to make all of Robin’s thoughts disappear. Her head went blank, all she could think about was Nancy’s movements and the feeling throughout her entire body. As her third orgasm hit her, all that left her mouth was a loud sobbing whimper. Slowly, Nancy pulled the strap-on out of Robin and more drool started dripping down her chin as she screamed out a sob. Nancy took the strap-on off, then stood in between Robin’s legs and leaned down. She took the pads of her thumbs and wiped her tears. Nancy said, “I know, baby. Mommy’s almost done with your punishment. Maybe now you’ve learned not to be brat, sweetheart.” Robin’s brain couldn’t register what Nancy said, she was too far gone. Nancy could see it in her eyes and said, “Aw, did mommy fuck you dumb, Robbie? Did you go dumb on mommy’s cock, sweetheart? You’re just my stupid pretty little slut, huh? Mommy loves that she fucked you stupid, baby.” She took her fingertips and started running them up and down her body, starting from the middle of her chest, down to her hip bone. Robin’s body twitched at the light touch, then Nancy’s hands moved to grip her thighs. She gripped them and pressed them into the mattress, stopping her from squirming away. Nancy dropped to her knees, in between Robin’s thighs and was met with Robin’s dripping wet pussy. She stuck out her tongue, then flattened it and licked a stripe from the bottom of her entrance, all the way the top of her clit. Nancy could feel Robin trying to squirm away, but the grip and hold on her thighs was too strong. She pulled away for a moment, to hum in pleasure at the taste of Robin. Nancy said, “Fuck baby, you taste so good. Taste so good for mommy, Robbie”, then moved her head back and started licking Robin’s clit. She started off slow, enjoying the taste of her, then gradually picked up her pace. Robin’s legs started to shake, so Nancy licked even faster. As Robin’s fourth orgasm came, she screamed out a loud sob with several tears following it. Even though it was muffled by the panties in her mouth, the scream was still loud. Robin was so overstimulated, but Nancy wanted to coax one more orgasm out of her.

Nancy let Robin ride out her orgasm, then lifted her head and looked at Robin. She said, “You think you can be a good girl and cum one more time for mommy, sweetheart?” Robin heard the praise and she wanted to be Nancy’s good girl, so she very weakly nodded her head, still sobbing while doing so. Nancy said, “That’s my good girl, Robbie. You’re being such a good girl for mommy, sweetheart.” Nancy rewarded her by being slightly gentle and running her hands up and down Robin’s thighs. After doing that a couple times, she lowered her head down and latched her mouth around Robin’s clit. Nancy began sucking on it, eliciting a loud whimpering sob from Robin, still muffled by her panties. She continued sucking on her clit until she knew Robin was close to her climax. Once her legs started to shake wildly, she released Robin’s clit and lowered her mouth to her entrance. Nancy took her tongue and put it inside of her dripping wet hole, moving it in and out. She felt Robin’s walls clench around her tongue and seconds later a loud, but weak sob left Robin’s mouth. She came right on Nancy’s tongue, a moan escaping her mouth at the feeling and the taste. Before Nancy went to comfort Robin, she said, “Sweetheart, mommy’s going to clean you up, just a little bit. Then I’m going to go grab a towel, okay? Mommy will be there to comfort you in just a minute, Robbie.” Nancy did as she said, she cleaned up some of Robin’s cum and wetness without overstimulating her. Then, she quickly went to her bathroom to grab a towel. On her way back to her room, she wiped off her face and when she came back, quickly rushed over to clean Robin’s pussy gently. After making sure she was all clean, she went over by Robin’s head and finally removed the panties from her mouth. She wiped the drool off her face and neck, while Robin continued to sob. Nancy pulled her weak body up into her and held her. She said, “Mommy’s got you, Robbie. It’s okay, no more punishments, sweetheart. You were such a good girl for mommy and did such a good job. Such a good girl for me, Robbie. You’re mommy’s good girl, baby. It’s okay, mommy’s got you. Mommy’s got you.” After repeating phrases like that to Robin for ten minutes and Nancy running her fingers through her hair, she was able to calm down. Her body was so weak and her eyes could barely stay open. Nancy said, “Sweetheart, I know you’re tired, but we need to put some clothes on you. Mommy will help get you dressed, okay?” A weak nod is all Robin could manage to reply with and Nancy kisses the top of her head. Nancy has a drawer filled with clothes for Robin, so she grabbed a pair of underwear, a soft black shirt, and soft flannel pajama pants. She knew Robin wanted to feel her touch, she needed her bare skin, so she put on a tank top and pajama shorts. Once they were both dressed, Nancy laid her body flat on the bed with her head raised slightly, supported by a pillow. When she was comfortable, she said, “Come here, sweetheart” and immediately Robin nuzzled herself into Nancy’s chest. Robin hummed at the feeling of Nancy’s skin against hers and her gentle touch. She had one hand laying on her own stomach and intertwined her hand with Robin’s. Her other hand had it’s fingers running through her hair. Before they went to sleep, Nancy said, “I love you, sweetheart, so very much.” Robin replied a sleepily and barely understandable, “Love you too, Nance.” Nancy kissed the top of her head, then turned off the light. Robin fell asleep almost instantly, while Nancy fell asleep 20 minutes later. She fell asleep playing with Robin’s hair and listening to her breathing. The following day, since Robin was now able to talk, Nancy asked, “So sweetheart, did you learn you lesson last night?” Robin immediately nodded rapidly and said, “Y- Yes, I won’t- I won’t be a brat anymore. I promise! I’ll be your good girl, I swear!” Nancy giggled and said, “Mmmm I guess I really did fuck the attitude right out of you, huh?” While giggling, she started peppering Robin with kisses until they were both giggling and rolling around on Nancy’s bed.

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