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iikatsukii · 1 year

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Too Late.

synopsis: they loved you when it was too late.

pairings: sully family x daughter/sister!reader, neteyam x twin!reader, neytiri x daughter! Reader, jake x daughter!reader

warnings: mentions of death, attempted suicide, suicidal thoughts(?), swearing, familial issues.

word count: 3.6k

a/n: would yall believe me if i said i wrote this while listening to pussy talk by city girls LMFAOOOOO p.s. Happy valentines day (THE RED TEXT IS "FESTIVE" im trynna get into the valentines day spirit :D). I wish i could've given yall part two of illicit love instead of this but i'm not done with it </3. ALMOST THO!!! (gif creds: @world-of-pandora)

(p.s. part two is out now!!)

it was never supposed to end like this. jake's mouth felt bitter. his whole body shook as he let out the most heart-stopping scream when his eyes landed on his eldest daughter. you, neteyam's twin, lay lifeless in his arms. your father cried because he never got to tell you he was proud of you, or that he loved you, or that you didn't need to compare to your brother to still be considered his baby girl.

it wasn't always like this, though.

you and neteyam were always happy and playing around together when you were younger. still, as you two grew older, neteyam took on olo'eyktan training and became his father's perfect warrior. where does that leave you? mo'at had chosen kiri to pursue tsahik training because of her apparent connection to eywa. so where does that leave you? lo'ak took on the role of the troublemaker, and tuk, of course, is just the baby of the family. so where does that leave you?

you're lo'ak's babysitter. making sure the boy doesn't get into trouble, but with your lack of training due to your father training your brother more than you, you weren't really the best babysitter. honestly, it was more lo'ak protecting than you protecting him. he kept you from losing balance while in high places, saved you when you fell into the rapids and flew you home when you forgot your way as if you had not lived in this forest your whole life.

you felt like a burden on your family.

nothing you ever did was right.

you went hunting? cool, but you didn't bring back enough for the whole family, so now neteyam and lo'ak have to go out and find more food for everyone else.

you bead a necklace for your friend? great, but you messed up the pattern she asked for, so she brought it to kiri so she could remake it.

tuk wanted to go play with you? of course! but now she has a sprained ankle from falling into the river while you were looking at flowers a few feet away.

and every time, somehow, some way, your family always managed to say something that felt like a blade stabbed through your heart.

"next time, y/n, just leave the hunting to neteyam and i. at least we know the right amount to bring back." it was lo'ak before he and your twin had to go hunting for more food for dinner a few weeks ago.

"you know, sister, your jewelry hasn't been the same recently. i've had sooo many of your friends coming back to me saying you messed up the pattern they asked for. just try and pay more attention when you're beading." kiri said as you walked into your home. she was re-beading the necklace you gave to your best friend yesterday.

the one she told you was perfect and that she loved it.

"how could you leave your sister unattended like that y/n she could've been killed?! why can't you be like neteyam? you’re twins, for crying out loud, y/n. do you not care for your sister's well-being?" your father scolded you outside your grandmother's hut. you could hear her cries inside the tent, along with your mother's gentle words of comfort, as she tried to calm her youngest daughter down.

you were being compared to your twin for the millionth time in your life, and as used to this as you should be, it still hurt just as bad as the first time your father had said it.

"she only sprained her ankle. it was an accident sempu–" you tried to defend yourself, but you were cut off.

"NO. it is, sir. do you understand me?" jake yelled at you. in your 18 years, your father had never raised his voice at you, let alone for you calling him 'sempu.' he used to love it when you called him because you were his ite and he was your sempu. but right now, to him, you were just someone who had hurt his child and nothing more than that. you hang your head, eyes falling to the floor in front of you as you didn't want your father to see you cry.

"sorry, sir." was all you said before walking away. you don't know where you walked, but you found yourself at the abandoned shack. you knew this area was forbidden, so when you realized where you were, you immediately crouched. you were just gonna walk back because your father would kill you if he found out you were over here, but then you heard voices. you looked through the bush to see a group of 3 or 4 avatars. you knew you couldn't escape now, so you pressed on the collar of your neck.

"sempu– sorry. sir, i need help, i wasn't paying attention to where i was walking, and i can hear avatars speaking english and–" your father cut you off.

"where are you?" he, your mother, and your two brothers were patrolling around your land's territories when they heard you through their earpieces.

you let out a heavy sigh, praying to eywa that he wouldn't chew your ass up for being here, before pressing the button again and saying,

"i'm at the abandoned shac–AHH! OWW, LET GO, YOU ASSHOLE!!" you couldn't finish as one of the avatars found your hiding spot, grabbing you by your queue.

thankfully your family had heard enough. your twin telling his father he knew a shortcut, they all flew as fast as they could to you. honestly, this was their last straw. everyone was fed up with you constantly making things hard for everyone.

your mother, though, was worried. you were caught by those skydemons all by yourself. who knew what they would do to you?

as you waited for your family, you were roughly held by your queue as they poked and prodded at you like they had never seen a native before.

"let me see your hands." the man with a buzzcut spoke.

"why don't you look at my feet instead?" you said. they all gave you a confused look until you kicked quaritch right in his face. you don't know how, but it caused the avatar behind you to loosen his grip, so you tried to make a break for it.

unluckily for you, the female avatar grabbed your arm, pulling you back into her form. she gripped you by your neck, unaware that she had pressed the button on your communicator. you hissed at her. the man you had kicked was only laughing as he wiped the blood dripping from his nose. "she must be one of his. she's defiant. grab her hands, let me see." he said

the avatar behind you grabbed your hands, holding them both out.

"hm… four fingers. maybe she's not one of his." were they gonna let you go? wishful thinking.

"fine. she may not be one of his but if one of their people go missing they're bound to come for her. keep her." his words made your heart sank. were they gonna take you? away from everything? your home? your family? if you could even call it that.

but then you thought about it. you really can't call it that. you don't remember the last happy memory you had with someone, anyone, in your family. it clicked to you that it had been about 10 minutes since you had radioed your father, and he wasn't here yet. were they even coming for you? you knew it was a stupid question. they weren't coming for you. why would they when this was the easiest way to get rid of the weak link of the family? it's not like your blood would be on their hands, and their life would be way better without you.

"they're not gonna come for me. i have no family. you killed my family in the last war, you dickhead." you lied to the man you had kicked earlier.

hearing you say this confused your family. what were you talking about?

"dammit you're an orphan? i didn't know the na'vi had any of those. then what do we do with her. she's useless. nobody will notice she's gone." the woman behind you asked her superior.

"hmm.. i have a better idea. kill her. use her as a warning to the sullys. this is what we're capable of now. it'll be a threat. give us jake sully and nobody else will die. but this one… this one is our lab rat. we're gonna make you bleed out nice and slow little one." he said as he grabbed his pistol off his waist, pressing it below your jaw. the nickname made you internally gag, but you held your ground.

these people had no real idea how tired you really were. you were exhausted. you were ready for life with eywa. you wanted your deity to hold you close, keep you warm, and protect you from the harsh real world. the world that your parents didn't adequately prepare you for. the world that you were ready to leave.

"kill me," you said as you grabbed quaritch's wrist and moved his gun from under your jaw to right above your heart. "and make it quick. nobody will come for me anyways," you said in a monotone voice.

the avatars all looked at you in awe. they had never once seen a na'vi so willing to give up their life. the natives they had all met were vicious, hissing and armed, always ready to kill. but you. you were the opposite.

you were fed up and ready to die. but not for your people. for your own inner peace.

"no," quaritch said, putting his gun down. that shocked everyone. like he shocked his soldiers and your family, who had been listening the whole time. they were trying to get to you as fast as possible.

hearing how you really felt was a wake-up call for your family. and when they heard bullets moving within the chamber of quaritch's pistol, they all flew their ikrans as fast as possible, weaving through trees and around mountains, trying to get to you.

you looked at the man like he had just betrayed you.

"DO IT, YOU COWARD! FUCKING DO IT! NOBODY WILL COME FOR ME!! THEY DON'T CARE!! THEY DON'T FUCKING CARE!!" you don't know what came over you, but you tried to wrestle quaritch's pistol out of his hands. your family was only 2 clicks away and could hear you struggling. everyone landed at the same time. the sullys, excluding tuk and kiri, who had stayed with mo'at, caught quaritch's attention, which distracted him enough for you to pull the gun from his grip.

you distanced yourself from everyone, and looking around, you realized you were surrounded by everyone. your family and these random avatar people. everyone could read you. you were a ticking time bomb and the only person in control of the trigger was you. one of the avatars took a step forward slowly, but you saw him move and point the gun at him. it didn't stop him from moving, but you heard screams of protest when you pointed the gun at your own head. that's when everyone froze. the avatars. your family. nature. time. eywa. you. everything was frozen.

"babygirl…" the nickname made you snap your neck to the man who was the root of your problems.

"NO! no, you do not get to call me that. if i can't call you ma sempu, don't bother referring to me as your daughter." you said. your energy was depleted, and you knew you would only be able to stand here for a couple more minutes before you opened your own doors and walked to your great-mother. jake tried to take a step closer to you, which only caused you to tense up and pull on the trigger a little bit. everyone immediately backed up, your mother hissing at you through her tears. "MA ITE, PUT THE GUN DOWN," she screamed at you.

"sa'nok…" you whimpered, not even being able to look her in the eyes.

"sa'nu… i can't" you sobbed. you could barely breathe and your tears were coming down in waterfalls at this point. you couldn't see anything clearly. your tears had blurred your vision.

you knew your mom loved you. she and tuk were the only ones in the family who had never uttered a harsh word in your direction. though she was busy taking care of tuk, so it wasn't like you got much attention from them either. but there's no way you would blame her or tuk for that. if anything, you're sorry that you have to leave them, but this world isn't for you. you turned on your heels, looking at the man whose gun you took.

"you are a coward. you should've pulled the goddamn trigger. you're fucking pathetic. are you happy now? now everyone here gets to experience what they've waited so long for." nobody had ever heard you speak to anyone like that. honestly, they couldn't tell if your words were directed at quaritch or yourself.

you inhaled, looking up at the eclipse, your bioluminescent freckles glowing brighter than they ever had in the nighttime as tears cascaded down your face.

"goodbye," you said as you squeezed the trigger, hearing a loud bang and tons of screaming. you felt no pain, though. you opened your eyes, not realizing you had closed them, and looked around. you noticed your pistol was stuck in the tree in front of you with an arrow clean through it. you turned to your twin with hate in your eyes. he lowered his bow as he read your expression.

"now you wanna save me?" your voice was weak but filled with venom.

"why didn't you save me when you noticed i stopped hanging out with you guys? hm? why didn't you teach me when i was younger? huh? why didn't you talk to me other than when you were chewing my ass out for something that was A FUCKING ACCIDENT, GODAMMIT. WHY?!" you felt like your tears were endless.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU LOVE ME?! ANSWER ME YOU FUCKERS!! WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME?!" you screamed your frustrations at your father and brothers. none of them could look you in your eyes, save for your mother. "you only want to save me because you know how much i don't want to be saved anymore but it's too goddamn late," you said.

you turned to the female avatar who was holding you from before. you noticed her gun earlier and hoped you looked threatening enough for her to use it as you ran in her direction. she didn't know what to do. she didn't know you were a barely trained warrior or that you wouldn't have put a scratch on her. she didn't know you were harmless. all she knew was that you were a native, and the natives were hostile.

so she pulled her gun out and fired two shots into your chest.

the momentum of the bullet was enough to stop you from running. you felt the searing pain start to blossom in your chest area. falling to your knees, your eyes met the woman who had shot you. you looked at her shirt, reading her name. it was a funny name to you, but you didn't care. she had fulfilled your wish without even knowing it. so you used your last breath to speak.

"thank you, z-dog" you slumped over on your side, as everything started to go slow. your vision was starting to darken, and you let it consume you, not wanting to fight for your life anymore.

cue the screams and cries from your family and the fleeing steps of the rda soldiers. your chest stopped rising and falling, and your breathing had ceased. your family surrounded your body, trying to stop your bleeding and preserve the life that had already left your body. still, you had been shot twice, and both bullets had exit wounds. it was no use. nearby, na'vi had heard the screams of distress and had called over some hunters and scouts to investigate the scene since they knew the area was near the forbidden old shack.

the hunters and scouts arrived at the scene armed and ready to defend their people, but what they were met with was the last thing they expected to see. the eldest sully daughter was lying on the floor, motionless, with two bullet holes in her chest and her blood sinking into the forest floor. her family leaned over her body, screaming and crying for her to be okay and to return to them. they whispered how sorry they were. they whispered to her how if she came back, they would treat her right, teach her, hang out with her, and love her like they were supposed to. but it's too late.

nobody knew how to react. the eldest sully daughter had died, and nobody but her family knew what had happened.

“ma ite, oel ngati kameie. i see you. i'm sorry, i'm so so sorry. you don't have to be your brother. being you was just fine." your father cried as he cradled your head. brushing your hair away from your face, getting blood on your cheek since his hands were covered in it.

neteyam and lo'ak were each holding one of your hands. they cried as they watched their tears pool in your palm and then fall off the edge to drip into the soil below your body. they couldn't believe they treated you like anything less than their sister. they treated you like you were a stranger, a burden to deal with. and now that you were gone, they could not tell you how sorry they were for how they treated you.

neytiri was inconsolable. her firstborn daughter had just died in front of her eyes. willingly. she wanted this. her own daughter wanted to take her life. and she couldn't do anything to stop it. how could she not know? how did you go 18 years hurting in silence? how did she not know you needed to be saved?

"ma ite. my baby. ma y/n." neytiri's heart shattered when she saw those bullets go through your chest. she cried over your body for what felt like hours, but it was only a few minutes until the male healers came so they could carry you to the healing tents to prepare you for your burial ritual.

as jake pulled his mate from your body, she started to push against him trying to get him to let go of her so she could return to her daughter.

eventually, jake lets go, unable to keep his mate from her child. he joined her and just asked the healers to give your family a minute with you.

they just nodded in understanding, leaving your family to grieve.

two pairs of footsteps rushed towards the clearing, where the family mourned one of their own.

kiri and tuk had heard the news and came as fast as they could. tuk screamed, running up to you and curling herself into your chest as she sobbed into your neck. she didn't care if she was getting blood all over herself. you were her older sister, and she didn't even get to say goodbye. she felt nothing but sadness and loss. tuk felt terrible because the last time she had seen you was earlier when you brought her back from the stream because she had sprained your ankle. and now you were lying on the forest floor dead? how did this happen?

"HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?! SISTER, PLEASE!!" kiri begged you to wake up as she placed herself where her father was earlier. she rested your head in her lap, looking into your lifeless yellow eyes. you were her elder sister. as much as you didn't know, kiri looked up to you. she knew how hard you tried for the family, and though it wasn't your fault that you would mess up a necklace every once and a while, she couldn't help but feel guilty for the words she said to you in those moments. she knew she could've should've been nicer about it.

when it was finally time for the healers to take your body, once again, neytiri tried to fight against them. this time everyone in the family had to hold her back as the healer walked you away in a leaf big enough to cover your entire body from the eyes of those around you. once you were gone from her view, neytiri fell to the floor again, sobbing into the ground,

"GREAT MOTHER, WHY?!!" their mother's screams felt like a knife in their hearts. the sully family felt nothing but guilt and grief upon your death. nobody got closure because there is no closure for this kind of thing. they were the reason you wanted to die, and now that you got what you wanted, they had to live with that guilt.

you were high in being held in eywa's embrace as you cried. looking down on your family. you did not regret your decision, but you just had one question for your deity.

"did they really love me, great mother." eywa heaved a sigh before answering you.

"my ite, your mother and youngest sister loved you everyday, they were just very poor at showing it i'm afraid." you nodded your head, asking a follow-up question,

"what about the others?" you knew by her face that you wouldn't like the answer, but it was too late. the question was asked. and the answer is precisely the reason why you did what you did.

"they loved you just a little bit too late, my child."

#avatar x reader #avatar the way of water #avatar wotw #avatar 2 #avatar #sully family x reader #jake sully x daughter!reader #neytiri x daughter!reader #neteyam x twin!reader #sully family angst #jake sully angst #neteyam angst #this is an angsty story and im not sorry ab it :)#happy valentine's day #neytiri sully #best mom neytiri #i love her #neytiri be my mom pls

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eddiemunsonswhxre · 2 years

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when we were high / eddie munson

one shot

part two

rated: m (18+, minors DNI)

cw: henderson!reader, marijuana use, fingering, squirting, slight name calling/degradation (slut), aftercare

normally when you smoke with eddie you can control your horny thoughts. today, he was looking way too good and that caused you to fail

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“damn, munson, i really needed this today,” you hum contently, relaxing into his side as you took a hit from the blunt he just rolled.

eddie chuckles, wrapping his arm around you and pulling you into his bare side. “i can’t wait to see how dustin reacts when he finds out i got you smoking weed,” he smiles, taking the blunt from your fingers. you hit his chest lightly as he deeply inhales the smoke into his lungs.

“i’m older than him, he’ll deal,” you say, tracing one of eddie’s tattoos mindlessly.

eddie snorts, making him cough as he exhaled. “just like he ‘dealt’ with you becoming friends with me?” he teases, holding the blunt back out to you. you laugh, thinking back to the temper tantrum dustin threw over you taking his friends. you take the blunt, taking another hit in attempt to calm your nerves from the stressful day.

“he’s just mad i'm the cooler sibling,” you shrug. eddie shakes his head.

he holds up the hand that isn’t around you in protest. “mm, i don’t know about that. you don’t play d&d,” he teases. he plucks the blunt from your fingers and puts it back to his own lips.

you roll your eyes at him but you two continue the banter and passing the blunt back and forth. eddie’s trailer was so hot and sticky. because of that, you were only in a sports bra and shorts and eddie only had on his jeans. you two weren’t anything more than friends, but you found comfort in being close to one another since you both came from families where physical affection wasn’t very common. well, in your family all the affection went to dustin.

about twenty minutes later, both you and eddie are high as fuck and giggling in each other’s arms. the nonsense conversation you were having came to a close and the two of you sat in comfortable silence. at least eddie was.

but you were having a whole other problem down below and sitting was starting to become uncomfortable. it was also hard to ignore when you had eddie sitting shirtless right beside you with his ringed fingers playing with your hair. and you were high, so rational thinking wasn’t even a thought. “eddieeee,” you say in a sing-songy voice, turning to face him.

you didn’t have much room to face him though, so you ended up half falling on top of him as your hands held his face. he smiles at you and reaches up to grab your face as well. “y/nnnn,” he mocks you, causing you two to laugh.

once you settle down, you start talking again. “i’m horny,” you giggle, causing eddie’s eyes to widen. for a moment, he feels sober.

“yeah?” he asks, squishing your cheeks together.

you laugh at him, using one of your hands to bop his nose.

“sooo horny and reallyyy wet,” you confirm. eddie looks at you in shock. he doesn’t even know what to say. “wanna feel?” you ask as if he’d obviously want to.

eddie takes his hands from your cheeks to instead holds your sides. “y/n, i think you’re too high,” he says. this makes you pout and get sad. you let go of his face and flop back down. “i don’t think when we sober up, you’re gonna be happy you told me that,” he says, pulling you back into him.

you don’t respond for a few moments, but you can’t ignore the growing feeling between your legs. “i don’t think it’s a big deal. i’m horny, eddie. you make me horny,” you say, nuzzling into him.

the corner of his mouth quirks up in a smirk. “oh, do i?” he teases, interested in your words.

you nod, turning to look up at him. “it’s the rings… and watching you play guitar. your fingers…” you trail, switching your gaze slowly to grab his hand. he watches you closely as you begin fiddling with the rings on his right hand, absorbing the information you just gave him. he didn’t know his hands could turn someone on. “eddie?” you speak out in question.

eddie bites his lip and looks back down at you when you look up at him. “hm?” he questions.

“will you finger me?” you ask shamelessly. eddie gasps in surprise, a surplus of spit getting lodged in his throat making him cough. you look at him so innocently that he almost agreed immediately.

“y/n, we- we’re friends, babe. friends don’t… finger each other,” he tries explaining. this only makes you frown.

you keep messing with his rings, and all you could think of was how they’d feeling inside of you. “but i want you to. who says friends can’t do that?” you try convincing him.

he chews on the inside of his cheek, thinking. personally, he didn’t really care. he’d do whatever, sex-wise, you asked him if you were both sober. he didn’t think there was anything romantic between you and he knows sometimes people just need a release. but you were high right now, and you weren’t nearly as accustomed to it as he was. he was afraid you’d regret this once you sobered up and he didn’t want to risk losing your friendship.

he felt you squirming slightly, noticing your thighs clamping together as you played with his hands. “what’s gonna happen if i don’t help you cum?” eddie asks, causing your head to snap up. you have to close your eyes for a moment since the fast movement made you dizzy.

“i’ll suffer,” you say. eddie huffs and looks to the side.

he was leaning more towards doing it, partly because he was curious to see you as you fell apart under him. “you promise me you want me to do this? you promise it won’t change our friendship?” he asks, making you look him in the eyes.

you nod, a big smile coming on your face. “i promise,” you say. he takes that as good enough and stands up. before you can ask questions, he’s picking you up bridal style and carrying you towards his room.

“i'm not doing it infront of all the windows,” he explains before throwing you down on his bed and crawling on top of you. you laugh at him and grab his shoulders, sliding your hands up and down his arms as he analyzes you. “you ready?” he asks and you nod eagerly.

eddie takes a deep breath before hooking his fingers in the waistband of your shorts and underwear and quickly pulling them off your body. you shiver as your pussy is exposed to the humid air of the trailer. eddie takes a moment to just look at you, realizing you really weren’t lying when you said you were really wet. “just checking… but you’re sure?” he asks, his eyes flickering from you to your heat.

you reach out to him, making grabby hands until he gives you his right hand. you guide it slowly down to your core, eddie watching every movement closely. as you place his fingers against you, you shiver before letting go and nodding. “i’m sure,” you whisper.

eddie slowly twists his wrist around, using his fingers to gather some of your slick and slowly stroke you all over. you let out a small moan, the weed making each sensation feel ten times better than normal. eddie bites his lip at the moan you let out and then brings his fingers up to your clit. he begins tantalizing circles, paying close attention to your body’s reactions. he knew how good orgasms felt when you were high, and he knew they came faster than normal as well. still, he wanted this to be the best damn orgasm of your life.

“that feel good, y/n?” he asks, pressing down a bit more on your clit. you sigh in content, moving your hands to grab the sheets of his bed. you felt each wave flood your entire bottom half which caused you to close your eyes.

eddie sat back a bit, drinking in your frame as he let his middle finger travel down towards your entrance. he slips it in slowly, causing a delicious moan to leave your lips. he bites on his bottom lip, pumping his finger slowly in and out of you, watching your hips push down to meet his knuckles. “m-more,” you whine.

another finger joins his middle one, slowly sinking into your greedy pussy. “eddie,” you moan, causing him to wince and a bit more blood to rush to his cock.

“you look so dirty right now, y/n,” he sighs, thrusting into you with his fingers. you let out a whimper at his words. “such a slutty girl, huh? fucking yourself on your friends fingers just to get off?” he mumbles.

you gasp at his words, the beginning of your orgasm beginning to build deep in your stomach. “your fingers… feel so good, fuck,” you moan. eddie smiles at you, beginning to curl his fingers instead. “fuck!” you gasp. “keep doing that, ohhh goddd,” you moan, gripping his sheets as you try rolling your hips. eddie smirks at you, moving them slightly faster in a ‘come hither’ motion.

the weed was making you start tightening random muscles as you tried to absorb as much pleasure as possible. “you going to cum for me?” eddie asks, leaning over you slightly to try and get a better angle.

his movement worked, because it hand your head slamming back. “eddieee, oh shit, yes!” you moaned and gasped, this slightly different position driving you wild. eddie smiled at your face, jaw slack as your eyes threatened to roll back. he moved his thumb, placing it on your clit as he sped up his fingers. “oh, eddie,” you whine, grabbing his wrist that was propping him up.

“you look so pretty like this, y/n,” he cooed in a teasing manner, thumbing circles on your clit. you moan, clenching your pussy around his fingers as your high neared. “cum for me, pretty girl,” he hummed, speeding up his hand. you moaned, eyes rolling back as your legs began shaking with anticipation.

the knot in your core was so tight, just moments away from bursting. eddie didn’t slow his movements, instead trying to put more pressure on your clit as he heard your labored breaths. “come on y/n, cum, cum for me,” he says, teeth gritted as he begins slamming his fingers into your pussy.

your back arches off his bed and you squeeze his wrist and his sheets as small little gasps of moans come out of your mouth. with one last moan of eddie’s name, the knot snaps and your orgasm is spreading through you like wildfire.

eddie gasps, pulling his fingers out of you quickly as a stream of squirt rushes out of your heat and onto his pants and bed. your legs shake slightly as you roll your hips, eddie too stunned to help you ride out your orgasm, just watching little spurts of your squirt come at him. he was mesmerized. when your back finally flattened and you tried to start catching your breath, eddie snapped back to reality.

“you just… squirted. on my bed… on me…” he trails, running his finger through the wet patch on his jeans.

you look at him in humiliation, immediately closing your legs and bringing them up close to your body. “i-i’m so sorry, that’s never happened before,” you stutter, scared he’s going to find you disgusting.

eddie looks up at you, fascination covering his features. he grabs your ankles, pulling them down and throwing your legs apart. “you’re doing that again,” he says, sinking his fingers back into you.

“oh shit!” you moan at his invasion of your sensitive hole. he barely gave you a rest, and you were still feeling the numbed pleasure from your orgasm that a knot began to build once again in your core.

eddie looks at you with a determined look, using his free hand to smooth back your hair. “that was so fucking hot, you’re cumming for me again,” he says, curling his fingers inside of you.

you whine as he moves his face closer to your pussy, watching closely as you clench around his moving fingers. he instead uses his other hand to start rubbing across your clit, causing your toes to curl. “yes!” you gasp, gripping the sheets and raising your hips towards him.

“going to cum for me already, little slut?” he asks, hammering his fingers into you as he furiously rubs your clit. you let out a deep moan, legs beginning to shake as an even more intense orgasm builds inside of you. your back begins arching, making eddie speed up as your eyes roll back into your head. “cum, squirt on me baby, come on,” eddie demands you and your whole body shakes, the knot snapping as you arch so far your back cracks.

you let out a scream as it snaps, eddie pulling his fingers from inside of you, still assaulting your clit making a harder stream come from inside of you. when it stops, you’re still shaking in your orgasm, so he thrusts his fingers into you a few more times, removing them and watching you squirt again. it was addicting to watch.

you flop onto his bed as he begins hammering into you one last time, your whole body shaking with tremors. he pulls out his fingers, others still pushing down on and rubbing your clit, and a smaller bit of your squirt comes splashing onto his bed, a small puddle formed there. you lay there, spasming as he begins rubbing your legs in attempt to calm you down.

when you finally fall limp on his bed, he crawls up next to you. “feel better now?” he asks cockily. your head falls to the side, looking at him through your fucked out eyes. he laughs slightly. “you are so fucked out of your mind right now,” he observes, feeling a bit of his ego grow.

you close your eyes, nodding slowly. now, you felt like you needed a good nap. eddie smiles, placing a soft kiss to your forehead, which was something he did as friends so it didn’t worry you. “you did good,” he says softly.

you hum in response, lazily trying to grab for him. he places a hand on your stomach causing your eyes to weakly flutter open. “i’m gonna clean you up and then we’re gonna take a fat nap, okay?” he says, slightly hovering over you. you nod in agreement and he begins pushing himself off his bed. he picks you up carefully, moving you out of the puddle of your own mess before running to the bathroom.

he comes back with a warm rag, using it to wipe off your bottom half. he was extra careful around your sensitive core and then slid your underwear back on. “can you stand?” he asks. you try, pushing yourself up but beginning to stumble from the mix of being high and just coming down from two mind blowing orgasms. eddie catches you with a laugh, “maybe not.” he guides you to his desk chair, having you sit there as he takes off his sheets, throwing down some towels where you had left a mess and then covering his whole bed with his other sheets.

after changing into a pair of boxers, closing all the curtains, turning off the light, and turning on his fan, he walked back over to you. “stand up,” he said, and you did, falling into him. he chuckles at you, picking you up nonetheless and taking you to bed. he lays you down gently, then climbs in next to you. he pulls you closely to his chest and you sigh in content.

“eddie?” you question hoarsely.

“yeah, y/n?” he runs his fingers through your hair.

you blink heavily, feeling sleep creep up on you. “why didn’t,” you yawn, “you cum?”

eddie just shakes his head and places a kiss to the top of your head. “i wasn’t worried about it,” he says.

“but… i would’ve helped,” you say.

he laughs. “no, y/n. in this state i wouldn’t have let you. now go to sleep,” he says.

you were too tired to be your normal persistent self so you just nodded and snuggled further into him, despite the heat of the room. eddie closed his eyes as well, rubbing your side as you both drifted into a peaceful sleep.

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