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munsonsfairy · 1 year
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For a valentines fic can I pls request Eddie being your first real valentine ☺️ thank you!
🧺🍓🎈 PICNIC • EDDIE MUNSON
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“sweetheart? are you awake?” eddie gently knocks on your bedroom door. the smell of bacon hint your senses before you opened your eyes. you heard eddie put a table down on the night stand and get into the bed with you.
“i know you’re awake because i can see you trying to hind that precious smile from me.” eddie came from behind you and whispered, “if you don’t get your sleepy butt up, i will eat all these delicious cinnamon rolls by myself.”
“I’M UP! you are so not going to finish the icing without me this time!” eddie chuckled with how easy it was to get through you.
once you and him were situated, you began digging into the lovely breakfast eddie put together. you were so excited for the cinnamon rolls, that you forgot what today was.
eddie just sat there like a kicked puppy while you melting into the sweet taste of icing, “no ‘happy valentine’s day baby?’ or ‘thank you for being the most amazing boyfriend ever?’”
you looked over with wide eyes and saw eddie was genuinely shocked that you forgot.
“oh, eds, how could i forget! c’mere sweet thing,” you gave him a big kiss with icing on your lips just to make him laugh, “happy valentine’s day. thank you for being my forever.”
he smiled, “hmm, much better. so! i hope you have your day completely open because we have plans! once you finish your 5 star breakfast, i want you to get pretty because we have a picnic to attend to later this afternoon!”
“oooo, where is this taking place?”
“now if i tell you, it would ruin the surprise, sweetheart,” he kissed you one more time then let you finish eating.
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a couple hours have passed and you’re currently sitting in front of your mirror adding the final touches to your hair. eddie still had not told you where you two were going.
you had butterflies in your tummy the entire time you were getting ready. it was the first time anyone had gone out of their way to show you real love during valentine’s day. eddie is the first relationship where you feel unconditionally loved. there was never a moment where you questioned if he loved you and if you did, eddie was always there to reassure.
he will always go above and beyond to show you how much you matter to him. you remember one day you were feeling a bit insecure and your mind kept telling you ‘eddie could do so much better than you.’
when you finally told him how you were feeling, he stood on top of the table at the diner and yelled, “i am so fucking in love with y/n and no one will ever change that!”
yeah, i guess you could say you got lucky with eddie munson. he is one of a kind.
“sweetheart! are you ready!?” eddie called from downstairs since he was ready a long time ago. you wanted to make sure you looked perfect, so you tried taking your time in getting ready.
you checked yourself in your mirror one last time and dashed out the door.
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the drive to the “unknown” location was very familiar. i mean it is hawkins, so there’s only some many places you and eddie could go to.
the two of you sat in comfortable silence while eddie’s music softly played in the background. his hand was holding yours and sometimes his thumb would move against your skin.
“are you excited?”
“you know i am. although, i would love to know where we’re going but i guess a surprise every once in a while is needed.”
eventually, eddie drove into a small parking lot that led to lovers lake. it suddenly clicked where you two were going.
there was an area off the path that was in the middle of some trees. the sun shined just right during the day. you and eddie would always hang out there before dating. it was the perfect place to escape the horrible residents of hawkins.
during spring, flowers would bloom all around there. sometimes, you felt like you were bella in twilight and eddie was the handsome vampire trying to convince you to stay human.
suddenly, eddie stopped in his tracks and turned to you, “can you close your eyes for me? i will hold your hand to make sure you don’t trip.”
trusting him, you interlock your fingers with is and closed your eyes. it was obvious that eddie put a lot of effort into this picnic.
“just one more step… and, open!”
you were met with a white sheet with a box of pizza, lotr books, flowers, and chocolate strawberries sitting on top. eddie also brought a jug of welch’s grape juice (your favorite) in his jacket.
as simple as it was, the fact this was eddie’s idea made your heart sore! you also loved the fact that all your favorite things were here.
“oh, eddie, this is perfect! this is exactly how i pictured it!” you wrapped yourself around his waist and thanked him a hundred times.
“no need to thank me, sweetheart. you deserve everything and more! now, shall we?”
eddie extended his arm out and slightly bowed. you giggled and went to go sit on the soft sheet.
you were about to question when he set it all up until you heard steve from afar, “have fun love birds!”
“i see you had help.”
“in exchange for a beer,” eddie groaned.
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“moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars,” eddie read as he laid on your stomach.
the pizza was long gone and so were the strawberries. you two laughed and talked about your future until you wanted eddie to read to you.
the sky that was once a bright blue was now pink and orange. of course, you’d have to go home but you just wanted to lay with eddie here— playing with his curls while he reads lord of the rings for the hundredth time.
if only the town saw how easy it is to love eddie munson. for them to see the person they’re missing out on. you were grateful everyday to be loved by him.
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a tradition is a tradition.
Summary: The first time Eddie makes you cum: you’re sat in-between his legs meant to be watching a film. Pairing: Eddie Munson X Female!Reader Trigger Warnings: Smut Content Warnings: hand on neck - no chocking  / dirty talk / fingering / female pleasure
ohmy- an eddie masterlist!!
------ PT 2: i wanna do it again ------
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You were new the world of relationships: having Eddie as your first proper boyfriend. Everything felt so fragile but exciting, in the way roller blading looks easy until you tie the laces. The two of you found your own steady rhythm to move your relationship through, and currently a part of that was lazy Thursday evenings spend laying in Eddie’s bed watching some awful movie but mostly talking through it.
You were sat in his lap - his legs knotted around yours and your back lounging against his front - with the blanket was rolled around you both. He had his hands and arms around you and you had found his rings to absentmindedly roll and play with. He leant his chin on your shoulder, to which your head naturally leant against his. “Do you know what’s going on?”
“Um, I think she’s annoyed at her mum so she’s decided to go to some party to rebel?” 
He rolled his head to give your neck a quick kiss - he felt your tummy retract and your breath catch, “Why do we keep watching these god awful movies?” He was laughing against your throat.
“A tradition is a tradition, I guess.” You laughs slightly, trying to keep focused on the tv.
Eddie found himself lost in planting little kisses on your neck and the surrounding areas. He could tell you were trying to keep yourself composed. His kisses were soft and loving, he moved them up to your ear, nipping at your earlobe -  earning a small blow of air out of you - and slightly more lingering ones on your jaw. “Relax, Sweetheart. It’s just me n you.” He spoke in a mumble.
You hummed your reply, you could feel yourself tense around nothing, and your stomach retreating and tensing. Eddie moved a hand up to turn your jaw towards him, allowing him to drop kisses on the edge of your mouth, keeping your eyes open felt impossible. 
“You're so pretty.” He mumbled into his kisses on your cheek, you squirming in response. His hand slipped lower on the base of your throat earning a hitch in your breathing. 
You had moved your face back to the tv and he retreated back into the pocket of your neck, giving it a final kiss. His hand kept itself at your throat. “God, y/n you’re gorgeous.”
“Shut up.” You breathed out in a laugh, the words were nearly formed. Unsure with what to do with your hands, you let them knot at your middle. Eddie’s free hand slipped its way around your torso - originally hanging lazily on your thigh.
“Sit up on your knees for me.” He instructed, following your movements, still having you buried in-between his legs. Planting a delicate kiss on your neck again. His hand fell to the bottom of your shirt that had pilled around your thighs, “You okay if i...” He trailed of, pulling his hand under the fabric. 
You stomach tensed again, breath catching. You nodded dramatically, “Yeah”.
He hummed, letting both his hands slip under, he rolled them around you. Letting them outline the shape of your torso; squeezing the top of your thigh as it folded by your hip; racking them back up, he crossed his arms over to cup the opposite boob, his hands big enough that his thumbs could still rub your nipples. The feeling mixed with the audible gasps and tiny whimpers you were dropping were sending him crazy. 
“You’re so pretty under there, you know that?” you nodded, “Yeah? Such a pretty perfect girl, you having fun?”
“Yeah,” You rolled your head back to lean on his shoulder. 
He let go of your chest to bring his hands to your hips, squeezing them, going back to leave open kisses on your neck. You set one of your hands up to play with some of the curls that had fallen past his shoulder.
Eddie’s thumbs rubbed small circles that you were sure were going to be a little bit sore tomorrow. He too had positioned himself on his knees allowing your folded legs to be touching - your legs were open a comfortable amount. His hand slipped down lower, resting on the front of your underwear. He kept it there teasingly while he continued kissing. The feeling of your tummy retracting was sending him crazy.
“Please.” You murmured, the anticipated was getting too much,
“Huh?” He hummed into your neck, “What do you want, Sweetheart?” You went silent, the words knotting in your throat - being new to the intimacies of a relationship caused you to be as confident / vocal as a new born. “You want me to touch you?” You felt like you’d seen stars. “To play with you?” Your head instantly went dizzy, you’d convinced yourself your vision had left for a moment and your knees had buckled even though they were supporting anything. “Yeah?”
You nodded, “Yeah.”
Eddie dragged his finger tips around the area first: swimming them along the fabric of your underwear; then down the outer edge of your thigh and back up on the inside. all while you were bracing yourself for something even you didnt have an answer for: your stomach knotted at the feelings and your breath being absentmindedly held. 
“Breath, pretty lady.” 
He ran his fingertip down the front of your cunt and you felt your body pull forward and a gasp run out of you - due to the hold he had you in, you hadn't fallen forward very far. 
“You can go down, if you want to,” He rand his finger tips over your clit again and you both listened to the pull of your body. As you fell forward, Eddie followed your movements, staying as close as he could. You found yourself folded up with his hands folded around you, the curve of your back and ass slotted into his crotch. He gasped to himself as you two got comfy in the new position.
Eddie let his finger tips struck the front of your underwear. Your head was caught in your folded elbows, humming and whimpering to yourself. He moved his hand into your panties, running them down your folds to where your wetness pooled.
“You’re so wet, sweetheart.” You whimpered in response, his words still making you twinge with embarrassment. “Hey, don’t get shy on me now.” The hand that remain on your hip started to move down to your thigh and rubbed it lovingly. “You like me touching you here, don’t you?” You nodded into your arms, “Bet you want me to do it all the time now?” You pulled yourself up so your elbows were bent at 90 degrees and your head hung,
“Please,” The response was breathy and almost inaudible. 
“God, you're so polite,” He paused rubbing his finger tip into your slit, “Even when I'm being filthy with you, all you can say are your pleases and thank yous.” He moved his hand back up to your clit, stroking it up and down: resulting in you pulling in a big breath, you head shooting up and falling back down again. The dramatic nature of your reactions caused him to laugh to himself. 
He changed the direction of his attack on your clit, “Oh Eddie,” You moaned, it was the boys turn to be punched into a dizzy state. 
“Yeah? There?” 
“Mhm please please!” The sound of your begging caused his hands to tingle, to feel as though if you murmured another please his limbs would've separated. You’d started to sit up again, the both of you going back to your original positions.
“Say my name again, baby. Who’s making you beg?” 
“You- Eddie- Oh my god-” You started to ramble and splutter beyond your own control, His hands made a meal out of you, doing exactly as the should as though he’s done to you before. The mix of his fingers working skilfully at breaking you apart and the constant dripping of your arousal down your thigh was getting too much for your brain. “Eddie- Eddie- Mhhmm- Please-” Your speech was broken up by sizeable gasps
“That all sounds so pretty coming form you.” His free hands travelled up your torso, finding your nipples temporarily and rolled one through your t-shirt, earning a hefty whine out of you, “God, Y/n. You sound like such a whore.” He laughed lowly in your ears, “I love it so much. I love you so much.” 
“Love- you- you too.” He found humour in your jumbled response.
His hands continued their travel, stopping once they reached the base of your throat: you instantly responded in a sigh of air pushed out your nose. “You like these here, don’t you?” You nodded, you placed your hands on your thighs, feeling an all too familiar feeling approaching.
You swung your head back into Eddie’s shoulder, unsure how to react - you’d only ever orgasmed on your own and suddenly you were started to drop from your headspace as the realisation of not knowing what to do was becoming clearer. 
“Hey, don't worry,” Eddie whispered in your ear, “Make all the noses you wanna. You wanna bite me? bite me. You wanna hide your face? Do it. You wanna scream? im all ears.” As he spoke you through it - guessing he'd felt you tense up - he was rubbing you to the rhythm of his mouth, “Want me to shut up-”
“No!” You interrupted. his lack of response, egging you to continue, “Please? Please keep- keep talking to me. I like you talking-” You were interrupted by your own moan and gasps. 
He nodded, planting a kiss on your cheek, “You look so pretty, right now. So wet, so undone.” You whimpered, “Oh and them noises, don’t get me started.” He kissed you again and you laughed. 
“Eddie?”
“Hm?”
“Close-”
You felt him let you lead the situation, “Cum for me, baby, whenever your ready? Need me to do anything?”
You shook your head, Eddie understanding it as him to not change a movement, or speed, He kept rubbing sidewards on your clit and rolling it in-between his fingertips - earning handfuls of pretty noises that he’d be replaying in his brain for weeks after. 
You let out a style of whimper he was yet to be familiar with. It revealed itself as a sort of strangled gasp, your tummy fluttered along with the noise and your torso pulled its way onto the bed once again. Eddie followed ensuite not changing his movements. 
“Please please please, Eddie Eddie Eddie” You were rambling to yourself all over again, the highness of your pitch towards the end told him all he needed to know. He felt your thighs tense and your hip dive back into his. The hums you sung yourself as you came made his belly flutter. “You sound of pretty. you cum so pretty.” You hummed in agreence even though you weren't all too Sur eon what he’d even said. 
Eddie had lost himself in the vulnerable beauty that was making you cum for the first time that he almost didnt notice he was still rubbing you - causing you some over stimulation as you squealed and squirmed under him. “Oh sorry baby-” You laughed breathily at his own bashfullness.
He took his hand out your underwear and sat up. You followed him up resting your back into this chest, still panting. Eddie let his hands meet yours on your thigh. Your head was hunting down into your chest and his sat on your shoulder, “You did so good,” He kissed your shoulder, “So so good.” You giggled in response, unable to find the correct words. 
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This better be the first scene of Stranger Things Season 5
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Eddie showing up in Season 4 like:
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S04E01: Chapter One “The Hellfire Club” S04E09: Chapter Nine "The Piggyback"
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duffer brothers, i just wanna talk…
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so i just finished Vol. 2
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🍦: “My eyes are up here, Munson” 🙄
🎸: “Whatever you say, big boy” 😘
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l0vergirlwrites · 9 days
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gulity as sin ; eddie munson
synopsis: since eddie joined your friend group, you’ve fallen for him. but sometimes the feelings you’ve harboured for him make you feel guilty—but he’s just too dreamy, so how could anyone blame you?
warnings: sexual innuendos, mentions of weed & alcohol & partying, mentions of sexual thoughts, downbad!reader & eddie, love confession & makeout!!!!
note: i just had to get this out of my system but i’ll write my next ttpd fic based on the winning things on the polls don’t worry!!
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“just so you know, you’re staring at eddie like you wanna fuck him” robin whispered in your ear as she came to your side with extra vcr tapes to stack near the back of the store.
“jesus! am i really?” you asked in a hushed whisper, face crowing warm with embarrassment. you couldn’t help it when eddie just looked so good as he leaned on the front counter talking to steve.
while you mentally face palmed yourself, robin gave your shoulder a reassuring squeeze. “just a little bit”
peeking back over her shoulder at eddie to make sure he wasn’t looking at you (because you’re anxious & paranoid), you let out a breath of relief. “you think he noticed?”
she laughed “i hope not”
letting out a quiet gasp, you shoved robin’s shoulder “thanks for the vote of confidence, rob” you said sarcastically.
“i’m sorry, i’m sorry!—but seriously…” she paused for moment to create dramatic effect. “when are you gonna fess up & tell him how you feel?”
the big question.
with a big sigh, you shook your head in retreat. “probably never. it’s just some stupid crush—& besides, we’re just friends. i don’t know if he’d like me like that, rob.” you said while getting back to work, trying to get the image of eddie’s ring clad hands out of your mind so you could focus.
“is that really how you feel? or is your fear of rejection speaking for you?”
narrowing your eyes at her, you rolled your eyes knowing she was kidding (but was she? were you really hiding behind a guise so you wouldn’t get hurt?).
“you know,” she paused to look at eddie. “if he doesn’t want to jump your bones, i’d be floored” she said cheekily, causing you to nudge her rib cage.
“he doesn’t” you stated, but in your mind you hated the thought of it.
“if that’s what’ll help you sleep at night” she chided before moving onto a different shelf, the open space letting your eyes drift back to eddie, only to find that he was looking right at you.
“you coming to the party by reefer rick’s place on the weekend? i convinced stevie boy here to tag along—“
“—& to be the DD. i don’t know how i got roped into this” steve cut eddie off with an exasperated expression.
with the spotlight (eddie’s eyes) on you, you couldn’t help but feel stuck in place & your mind was running a million miles a minute.
clearing your throat, you nodded. “yeah sure! i should be able to if keith doesn’t make me come in last minute”
the last sentence caused eddie to roll his eyes.
“who cares about what keith says—you’re coming & you’re gonna have fun! you’re deserving of blowing off some steam, right?” eddie said convincingly.
“he’s right! fuck keith & his stupid last minute shift calls“ robin agreed with steve soon following suit.
jokingly with your hands up in surrender, you finally agreed. “maybe you guys are right…”
“of course we are, babe!”
the pet name eddie called you made your stomach flip in six directions, your face growing warm until steve beat you to speak.
“when the hell did ‘babe’ get into your vocabulary, munson?” he asked eddie with a quizzical eye.
“oh calm your tits harrington—“
“hey man, i don’t have tits & i am calm so shut—“
“hey!” you yelled, shutting them both up. “no bickering on my watch, idiots” you pointed to them both, causing eddie to place his right hand in his heart in apology.
“what do you expect,” robin chimed in. “they’re five year olds”
you both laughed a bit at her comment while the guys just rolled their eyes.
“well, i’m gonna head out & prep for my next campaign. butttt, i’ll see you geeks saturday?” he asked while twirling his van keys around his index finger.
before steve could try to rebuttle against eddie about him calling you all “geeks”, you beat him to it.
“yes—we’ll be there! bye eds” you waved sweetly, your hand flattering when eddie shot you a wink before heading out the door.
as the glass door chimed & shut after his departure, you immediately turned to robin.
“he winked at me!” you mouthed to her with excitement.
“are you guys secretly talking without including me, again?”
turning to steve, you gave him an apologetic look. “she was just fawning over how eddie winked at her” robin said with a nonchalant smile, causing you to gasp.
“robin—“
“why do you care if he—wait… ohhh… that makes sense” he lit up like a light bulb, going back to checking through the return log on the computer.
you stood there stumped at his reaction.
“is me liking eddie predictable?” you asked aloud, causing steve & robin to share a glance.
“yes” they said collectively, leaving you to sigh & turn back to the shelf to finish stacking the pile of tapes.
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it was now saturday, & you were on speaker phone with robin as you were getting ready for the party.
you had decided to wear a short flowy black skirt, fishnet tights, your favourite black boots, & a dark green babytee with your favourite band on it. it was simple, but cute (& you secretly hoped eddie would think the tights were a nice touch).
“do you think you’ll tell eddie how you feel once you get some liquid courage in you?” she asked genuinely.
with a thoughtful sigh, you stopped applying blush to your right cheek. “gosh, rob—i don’t know. i don’t think it’s a good idea”.
you could tell she was shaking her head from the other side of the phone.
“remember when i was too afraid to tell vicky i liked her?”
you knew what she was gonna say. “yes, i do”
“so, you remember how you told me i should just ‘go for it! do it before it’s too late—what’s the worst that could happen?’, right?”
you slumped in your desk chair, fidgeting with your makeup brush. “yes…”
“sooo, you gotta practice what you preach—tell him before you regret it!” she encouraged, but still, you were horrified to.
“what if—“
she shushed you. “no what ifs. don’t do that to yourself—just be honest when the right moment comes along”
staying silent for a moment, you thought it over in your head before coming to a conclusion.
“maybe you are right, robin”
“i’m always right—regardless of what steve says” her words made you laugh, relieving you of a little stress.
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it was now nine-thirty on the dot & you could hear steve’s beamer honking from your driveway, signalling that it’s time to go. as soon as you stepped onto your driveway, you were met with hollers & whistles from your friends in the car—including eddie.
as soon as you saw him with his head out the window, whistling & vocally saying “shit y/n, looking good!”, you could’ve sworn you were going to collapse then & there.
shushing them before their hyper annoyed your neighbours, you (coincidentally) got into the backseat with eddie.
“you have everything?” steve asked before reversing the car.
“yes, dad” you joked before a silver flask was shoved into your lap.
“got you your favourite” eddie told you with a smile, causing you to audibly “awe” & thank him before taking a swing from it.
despite steve having a fancy car, the backseat was surprisingly small, so you knew it was going to be a long night with how your thigh is already pressed into eddie’s & his fingers were tapping his jean clad thigh dangerously close to your exposed one.
you caught him every now & then staring at your tights too, which didn’t help the fantasies brewing in your mind of him taking them off you.
“you excited?” you asked him while steve & robin were caught in their own conversation.
swiping his tongue across his teeth, he looked at you with a gaze that made your stomach tighten. “as long as you stick close by, then yeah i’m excited” he nudged you gently, allowing you a moment to process what he just fucking said.
tucking your hair behind your ears (a sign that you were nervous & liked him & were going insane), you let the conversation drift into comfortable silence as steve turned the radio up.
thank god for that.
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the party eddie brought you guys to was packed at some random house on lover’s lake.
& it reeked of pot & beer, which was normal & expected.
with the flask eddie gave you in your right hand & eddie’s hand in your other (because the front lawn was packed & he didn’t want to lose you), your group maneuvered your way inside to disco party lights, sweaty bodies, more pot & more beer.
your grip on eddie’s hand was taut as you continued sliding past more & more people while muttering “excuse me, sorry!” over & over until you guys arrived on the dance floor.
“do you want anything?” eddie leaned down & whispered into your ear so you could hear over the music.
you took a second to answer because of how warm his breath felt against your skin. “no i’m okay, i got this remember?” you said with a smile, holding up the flask he gave you.
returning you a smile, eddie let go of your hand because robin was pulling you to dance a little.
“be back in five!” eddie mouthed to you, holding up five fingers & looking at you until you waved in acknowledgment.
“okay there’s no way he doesn’t want you” robin yelled into your ear as the song changed & people roared happily.
laughing & shaking your head, you disagreed.
“cmon! let’s just dance, yeah? destress!” steve yelled to you both before bopping his head to the music, causing you & robin to look at each other before laughing & join in.
the more songs played & the more you swing back eddie’s flask, you could feel yourself letting loose a little—possibly even making you feel courageous.
so much so that when eddie returned with a red solo cup with some sort of drink, you slung your arm around his middle for a quick hug.
“missed me?” he yelled in your ear.
“just maybe” you replied, feeling his right hand rub your arm up & down before fetching a joint from his pocket.
“missed me more now?” he asked again, laughing when you nodded your head, eyes glassy from the smoke in the room that was building.
“outside?” he yelled again, & you were the only one that agreed.
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departing from steve & robin to go smoke, eddie grabbed your hand once again & kept you close as you both made your way to the back porch that outlooked onto the water.
the backyard was still filled with people, especially jocks who were doing dumb keg games, but you didn’t mind. with your back against the siding of the house & eddie in front of you, caging you in, all you saw was him.
& god he looked hot. his hair was a bit frizzy, but his leather jacket managed to showcase his muscular arms & his slightly cropped band tee allowed you to see the happy trail on his abdomen.
it took everything in your power not to fold then & there.
“you want the first hit?” eddie asked as passed you his drink & pulled his lighter out of his pocket.
with a simple nod, you placed the joint between your lipstick covered lips & leaned forward for eddie to light the end of it for you. the action felt extremely intimate & already hand your skin tingling.
with the joint slotted between your fingers, you took a few hits & relished in the buzzed feeling it already gave you. & knowing eddie & is interest in pot, you knew whatever was wrapped within the joint was the good shit.
while you were taking your hits, eddie was reminding himself to not get hard at the thought of your lipstick rubbing off onto the joint or how you looked pretty with smoke exhaling from your mouth—he could feel his pants start to feel the tiniest bit tight at his view of you.
when you handed the joint to him, eddie stood beside you on the wall & took his time (possibly so you could look at him a little longer?).
& you didn’t care because he just looked too perfect with his head tilted up, the veins in his neck showing in the porch light, the joint rested between his ring clad fingers—you could already imagine yourself getting off to this image of him later—but you reminded yourself to stay cool.
everything was fine! you guys were just friends!
“you feeling okay?” eddie asked, turning to you who was already giving him soft doe eyes.
“better than okay” you smiled, leaning your head against his shoulder because you felt too warm under his gaze.
“wanna get off inside?” you heard him ask, causing you to cough & blink for a moment.
“shit—what did you say?” you looked at him, feeling his hand begin to interlock with yours again.
“i asked if you wanna go back inside—you sure you’re good?”
oh god, now you were hearing things.
“y-yeah, good idea” you mumbled as you followed his lead, holding on tight to avoid getting broken apart through the sea of teenagers & college students.
you only broke apart when robin pulled you in for a hug, hearing her say “it felt like you were gone for ages!”
for the rest do the night, you told yourself to he lost in the music rather than thoughts of eddie munson doing nasty things to you, which was going pretty successful until you felt his breath on your neck again.
“wanna dance?”
& how on earth could you say no?!?!
you let him pull you into his arms, his hands firm on your waist while yours were loose around his neck.
with the pot & other alcohol mixing in your system, you felt on top of the world. especially with eddie’s eyes on you. he’d twirl you around in circles & give you room to dance your heart out with him in your grasp & steve & robin would give each other knowing glances about whatever was brewing between you too.
you felt hot, sticky, & tingly all over your skin (not just because eddie was touching you) so you pulled his head down a bit to yell in his ear. “i’m gonna find a washroom!” & he was leading you around the house to find one without a question.
once you both found one of the third floor of this outrageous house, you pulled eddie in with you & turned on the light, thankful there was a dim setting.
“jesus, that was bright!” eddie shielded his eyes, causing you to laugh as you hopped up onto the counter.
exhaling a sigh of relief, you let your head lean back & rest against the mirror while eddie leaned against the closed door.
“do you need me to like, turn around or something…?” he asked, wondering what you were going to do.
“no—i just wanted to go somewhere quieter. less sweaty bodies”
he nodded understandingly before shamefully looking you up & down, telling himself to not get hard at the sight of you so pretty. you were already falling down a rabbit hole of all the things you want to do with him right now, each more dirty than the next—it would be just so easy for him to take off your skirt & unbuckle his pants—wouldn’t it?
but the guilt started to seep in & make you hide your face to groan in annoyance because why on earth were you spiralling like this?
“is something wrong?” he walked to you, holding your wrists & pulling them away to uncover you.
“just going insane is all” you replied, causing you both to laugh until he reached up to wipe off some of your smudged eyeliner from your under eye. he just needed to touch you somehow.
“guess what an old friend told me while i was getting a drink earlier”
you tilted your head in wonder, staring directly at eddie’s lips as he spoke.
“he saw us walk inside & told me that we looked like some couple from a movie—don’t remember which one though…” he ended with a murmur, too focussed on swiping his thumb on your cheek until you spoke up.
“is that a bad thing?” you asked, suddenly feeling small in this washroom with his hand directly on your skin.
eddie was closing in on you now, & you didn’t want it to stop.
you instantly felt sober now. especially with how each swipe on your skin felt like he was making you his—which was definitely an exaggeration but how could you need feel that way when he was holding you so delicately?
shaking his head ‘no’, eddie’s brows furrowed. “of course not—it’s not a bad thing. i-i just thought it was, i dunno, cute—“
“cute?” you questioned softer than him, a smile in the beginning stages of forming on your face.
was this your moment that robin was talking about? you sure hoped so.
“i-i think that’s the right word” he stumbled over his words, feeling your right hand brush some hair out of his face.
“i think so too”
& then there was comfortable silence.
you weren’t sure how to move forward from here. do you tell him all your feelings for him that you’ve keep hidden in a vault at the back of your mind? do you tell him that you’ve been fantasizing about him for weeks? that he’s the only one that makes you feel so many things?
you wish this part was easier.
“would it be, i dunno, uncalled for if i told you that you’ve been driving me crazy?” eddie asked, immediately unlocking said vault inside you.
“are you serious?” you asked, completely sober now as you pulled his hand away from your face & fixed your posture, eyes locked on his for the answer.
“as serious as the dead” his breath hitched, unsure if he made things worse or misread whatever signs you sent, but before he could apologize your hands were already on his face to pull his lips to yours.
it was a messy, top lip & hungry kiss that you’ve been dying to experience since you first laid eyes on him. & god did it felt right, with his tongue meshing with yours & his hands gripping your fishnet covered thighs as he pulled you closer to his body with aching need.
it was the kind of kiss that tried to convey just how you felt about him, the wanting & lusting from afar, the longing glances & lip bites when he made you feel a certain type of way.
it was catastrophic & heavy but sweet with laboured breaths of beer & smudged lipstick.
“holy shit” eddie breathed out against your lips, chasing him for another kiss because it was just that good but you were smiling & clashing your teeth against his & giggling from how silly it all felt.
“that is why i’ve been going insane” you panted against him, hands falling to grip the cotton of his shirt.
“i’m crazy about you eddie. & it’s not the drugs talking, i promise” you swore, scouts honour.
with his forehead pressing against yours & laugh escaping his lips that had little bits of your lipstick, he squeezed your thighs. “i would hope not, ‘cause i’m really crazy about you too”
you closed your eyes now, relishing in the weight lifting off your shoulders & how his touch felt electric. “eddie” you exhaled.
“yeah, sweetheart?” his fingers were pressing different patterns on your thighs to the point where you asked in yourself if he was writing ‘mine’ across the fishnet material.
“can we do this again tomorrow?” you asked, already longing for this feeling to last, praying this wouldn’t be just a one time thing at a party.
“i don’t plan on letting you go anytime soon, so yeah, i think we can make it happen” eddie smirked, kissing you quick before pulling back to see your swollen lips.
“wanna go back to the party & surprise the geeks?”
“i’d love to”
& with eddie whisking you from the counter, hand on your hip as he lead you back downstairs, you both immediately saw steve & robin jumping up & down happily when they witnessed you two looking like love sick idiots who finally fessed up.
young love, am i right?
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farfaras · 1 year
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Okay but what about fake dating AU but NOT the way you think. Hear me out okay.
Steve being tired of Dustin telling him over and over to ask out Robin bc they’re obviously in love. Steve has enough and says the only thing that he thinks will get Dustin off his back.
“BECAUSE IM GAY DUSTIN”
“That’s not true!”
“I have a boyfriend!”
“Who?!”
“Jonathan!”
Jonathan is chill and agrees to fake date. They tell the party they’re dating. Steve has a gay awakening. But Jonathan is not his type really. Realizes he likes metal heads when he and Eddie bond about being queer. Eddie Munson is incredibly jealous. ‘HES ACTUALLY GAY BUT TAKEN KILL ME NOW’ Eddie and Jonathan almost get into a fight. Chaos, man, chaos.
First part now > here < !!
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ryan-waddell11 · 9 months
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I just know I would’ve been staring at him during lunch any chance I got.
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