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maladaptive-day-dreams · 11 months

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Happy Birthday

ronance x reader, smut, 3.7k words

for my dear Vix’s birthday <3 (this is a belated birthday now bc i write so fucking slow but it still counts bc i started it on their birthday so)

milf!nancy & older!neighbor!robin x nanny!reader

nanny as in an in-house caretaker for the kids, established relationship with nance, voyerism/mention of voyerism, fingering, mutual masturbation, oral (f-receiving obvs), strap-on, blowjob of a strap (ig Eiffel tower moment technically), multiple orgasms, idk what it’s called but a fuck pile is what I’m calling it, overuse of good girl & baby (if that’s possible)

this is gonna be f i l t h y you have been warned

You’ve been Nancy’s nanny for months now. And you’ve also been intimate with her for months now.

When you first started, it was lingering glances and shared glasses of wine once the kids were in bed.

Then it became soft touches. Her hand grazing your arm. Hands on your waist so she can pass behind you as you cook for her. Shoulder massages to keep you to herself for longer once the kids are asleep.

And then, it was an invitation for a day at her pool with her when the kids were with their father your second weekend. It was the two of you in skimpy bikinis. Taking your time to put sunscreen on each other’s shoulders and backs.

It was too much sangria and drunken shallow end swimming. And you sitting on the steps with her standing in front of you. Her leaning down to capture your lips in an innocent kiss. And you chasing her lips when she pulls away. It was her moving to sit on your lap where you sat on the stairs, her hands finding home on your cheeks and pulling you towards her mouth as she deepened the kiss. It was hot, open mouths and warm wet tongues as you explored each others mouths.

It was her arms reaching around your back to untie your swimsuit, and then her undoing her own. It was goosebumps and taught nipples and wet breasts and heavy breaths as your hands and mouth explored her body. And it was her pulling your mouth away from her nipple so she could get up and extend a hand to you.

It was her leading you towards a lounge chair and pushing you down to lie on it. Her hands moving to your swim bottoms and a breathy “can i?” And it was a nod of yes from you that had her pulling down your bottoms and running her hands back up your legs. Her hands opening your legs and baring your cunt to her and the air and the sun. Her fingers running up your slit and a soft and sweet “you’re so wet baby” as she started to circle your clit with her finger.

You’re string of “fuck,” “yes,” “nance, and “please” pushed her on, until you felt the loss of her fingers. You whined, only to look down and see her brown hair between your thighs as she licked a stripe up your cunt. It was your hands bolting to her hair and pulling her closer to your pussy as she wrapped her lips around your clit and sucked and lapped at it, and then it was her fingers pushing into you and finding a rhythm with her licking that had you biting your lip as you came.

And then one pool day became the weekend and sharing her bed and making her feel good and her making you feel good.

And then it became more frequent touches, and secret kisses when the kids weren’t looking. It became midnight skinny dipping and ending with your feet in the water and back on the hard concrete as she eats you out from where she wades in the pool. And you biting into pillows to keep quiet as Nancy pounds into you with her strap from behind. It was her fingers in your cunt as soon as you stepped into your room after tucking the kids in.

And that became your normal. You were Nancy’s and she was yours. You two were unofficially official, but kept it secret from the kids.

***

Today is your birthday. You get home from grocery shopping and call out for the kids so they can help you make cookies but they don’t come when you call. Instead, Nancy finds her way to the kitchen and silently watches you (your ass more like it) as you put stuff away in the fridge.

“Happy birthday baby,” she says.

“Jesus Nance!” you say startled, your hand flying to your now racing heart.

“Sorry! Sorry!” she laughs moving around the kitchen island to grab your empty ands and pull you into her for a kiss.

“Happy happy birthday my love,” she smiles into the kiss. “I got you a present.”

“All I want or need is you Nance,” you smile at her as she pulls away. “Where are the kids?”

“That’s half of the present, no working tonight.” She helps you put the rest of the groceries away before taking your hand and bringing you to the couch. The two of you sit down and you lean in to kiss her but she stops you and you whine.

“Please?”

“Ah ah ah, your other half of the present should be here any second.”

At that moment, there’s a knock at the door.

“Go ahead and open the door baby,” she smiles.

You leave her on the couch and go open the front door to see her neighbor, Robin.

“Hi Y/N, happy birthday,” the woman says.

“Hi?” you half say, half ask turning to look at Nancy.

“C’mon in Robin, Y/N close the door behind her?”

You do as Nancy asks as Robin makes her way to the other side of the couch. Following slightly behind her you stay standing by Nancy’s side of the couch.

Nancy takes hold of your hand and pulls you into her lap, “you remember meeting Robin at the 4th of July barbecue right?”

You nod a yes, your eyes meeting those of the girl in question. “And we say hello whenever I’m weeding the garden.”

“That we do,” Robin says with a beautiful smile.

Nancy’s hands wrap around your waist and play with the button on your pants, popping it open and pulling down the zipper, but your hand shoots down and grabs hers to stop her.

“Nance,” you pause, your breathing getting shallower.

“It’s okay baby, this is your birthday present. Remember our conversation last week?”

You recall mentioning how pretty Robin is, and then Nancy fucked you silly and brought it up again asking “wanna get played with by me and Robin? Wanna get fucked in both holes? Want Robin’s fingers in your pussy? Yeah? You want that, huh?” as she pounded into you with her strap.

“Oh,” is all you respond with, but you slowly move your hand off of hers at the end of your zipper.

“That’s my girl,” Nancy says in your ear before placing a sweet kiss to your neck.

Her hand starts moving again, finding its way under your panties. You moan but bite your tongue as her fingers caress your pussy lips. Her fingers dip into your slit, feeling how wet you are for her and dragging your arousal up to your clit where she starts to rub and pinch at your engorged bud.

“Let us hear you, baby,” Nancy asks.

You stop biting your lip, your mouth dropping open in a stream of gasps and groans as Nancy plays with your cunt.

“She’s so pretty, isn’t she Robin?”

You open your eyes and see Robin’s sight concentrated on Nancy’s hand in your pants.

“Her sounds are pretty,” Robin agrees. “But I want to see her.”

“We can do that, you want to show off to Robin baby? Wanna let her see how wet you are? She can hear it but she wants to see it?”

“Yes, please,” you answer. Nancy pulls her hand from you and you whine at the loss but moan when Nancy holds out her fingers covered in your arousal towards Robin who leans in and eagerly sucks them into her mouth. She groans at your taste and scoots closer to you and Nancy, her hands moving to your hips in a question.

You nod and Robin pulls both your jeans and panties off, her hands caressing your bare calves as she scoots ever closer and watches as Nancy’s hand finds its way back to your wet cunt. Robin’s watching as Nancy’s fingers enter you, the loud squelch of your pussy around her digits cause Robins mouth to open in a silent “oh.”

Robin’s hands leave your calves and move to her own clothed cunt. She strokes herself over her shorts before saying “fuck it” and putting them in her own shorts and touching herself to the sight of Nancy finger fucking you.

Nancy’s fingers continue to move in and out of you, reaching all the right places and making your legs start to quiver.

“Wanna–oh ah–wanna see you Rob,” you moan.

You don’t have to say it twice, she pauses her movements and shimmies her shorts down, baring herself to you and Nancy. She goes back to her ministrations, getting herself to the edge while Nancy keeps pushing you closer and closer to climax.

“My good girl,” Nancy says, punctuating every word with a kiss to your neck. “Doing perfect for me and Robin.”

You grab her unoccupied and and squeeze it.

“You close?” she asks.

“Mhm,” you whine, eyes closed. The mixed noises of yours and Robins wet cunts, Robin’s heavy breaths and Nancy’s sweet praise in your ear are enough to push you over the edge and you cum around Nancy’s fingers with a moan. You open your eyes, slightly spent, and see Robin still masturbating in front of you. You shift slowly, body a bit spent from the strength of your orgasm, and move off of Nancy’s lap. Nancy, gets up and disappears into the house as you watch Robin’s fingers fuck into her.

“Can I help?” you ask her, leaning down to get closer to her cunt.

“Yes, Y/N, please.”

Robin lays back as you shift onto your stomach, your face inches from her beautiful, wet cunt. Your hot breath causes Robins back to arch off the cushion, and she bucks her hips towards you, begging for your mouth.

You place a soft kiss on her mound, your tongue finding her clit and circling it. You alternate licking and sucking on her bud, eliciting the most melodious of sounds from the woman’s lips, before moving down and licking into her. She lets out a loud moan and you feel Nancy’s hand rubbing your back as you continue to fuck Robin with your tongue.

“Look at you, baby, making Ms. Robin feel so good.”

You moan out a reply and it shoots vibrations through Robin’s body, pulling her climax from her. Her mouth opens in a silent scream as she cums on your mouth, your tongue taking everything she’ll give. Her legs shake around your head as she rides out her high on your tongue.

Nancy pulls you up from Robins spent cunt and kisses you fervently, the need to taste Robin on your lips severe. She licks into your mouth, groaning at the taste of another woman’s cum on your tongue.

“God, she tastes so good,” Nancy says, pulling away from you.

Robin moves to sit up, “Y/N is even better than you said Nancy, better than I saw too.”

“Better than she saw?” you ask looking between the two women.

“Robin,” Nancy pauses. “Our relationship is unique, Y/N. She likes to watch when I hook up with people and hear about them when we fuck somewhere she can’t see. We tend get off together when I recount my escapades, that or I help her get off as I tell her what I did. Usually it’s only ever one time things but with you, it was different–it is different. It’s consistent.”

“We were going to tell you last week but then Nancy mentioned that you two had talked about me and we decided this would be better.”

“Are you okay with that? Are you okay with this? With us?” Nancy asks.

“Yeah,” you breathe.

“Yeah?” Robin smiles.

You nod, hiding your face in Nancy’s chest.

“Awe, our girl is shy about how much she wants us,” Nancy teases.

“Don’t tease,” Robin laughs. “It’s Y/Ns birthday, she should pick what we do.”

“Well, she had mentioned wanting to be fucked in both holes,” Nancy says. “Do you still want that, baby?”

“Yes please,” you beg. “But I wanna see you, all of you. Both of you.”

“As the Birthday girl requests,” Robin smiles and the two of them strip themselves of the rest of their clothing. You do the same, shedding yourself of your top and bra before sitting on the couch and watching the two women in front of you as they bare themselves to you in full.

“When you were having your fill of our guest, I went upstairs to grab our toys for the night,” Nancy says pulling out two strap-ons from the bag she placed on the floor by the couch. One was slightly thicker, while the other was longer and curved, both of which you knew well from nights with Nancy. Robin and Nancy take a strap each and put them on, turning to face you. Robin has the pink, curved dildo while Nancy has her favorite thick, purple one. “Who do you want where baby?”

“I want,” you pause. “I want Robin to fuck my pussy while I suck you off.”

Robin smiles and sits on the couch beside you. “On your knees then, Y/N, lean over the arm rest for Nancy ok?”

You do as you’re asked, getting on your knees on the couch and then leaning over the arm rest of the couch and coming face to face with Nancy’s strap. You look up at your girlfriend and lick the tip of her cock before taking it into your mouth.

“So eager,” Nancy smiles down at you, a hand caressing your cheek.

Robin laughs and situates herself behind you, her hand coming to cup your cunt and you jolt forward, taking more of Nancy;s cock into your mouth with a moan. She delves two fingers into your cunt, coating them in the remnants of your arousal and cum and then removing them and stroking her strap to get it wet for you. You throw your hips back to chase her fingers but instead are met with her silicone cock as it slips into your cunt. You groan at the fullness of being taken in both holes.

Robin stays put as she slowly moves in you, while you bob your head on Nancy’s strap. When Robin bottoms out, you gag on Nancy’s cock and pull off to breathe.

“Taking my cock like such a good girl,” the girl says from behind you.

“Fuck, yes, Robin,” you moan as she starts to move in and out of you at a slow pace. “Faster, please.”

“Since you asked so nicely.”

Robin grabs your hips and starts pulling you back onto her and thrusting into you, hitting harder, faster and deeper. The curve of her strap catching on your g-spot with every drag of her cock in and out of your cunt.

“C’mon, open wide baby,” Nancy says, grabbing your attention from the pleasure rising in your stomach. She taps the tip of her strap on your lips as she says this, and you open your mouth to her to be used.

Nancy takes hold of the back of your head and starts fucking your mouth at a pace as close to Robin’s as possible.Your eyes roll back in your head from pleasure as the two women abuse your holes. While she can’t feel it Nancy can hear when you moan around her cock, but only slightly above the squelching sound of your full, wet cunt.

“She’s close, Rob.”

“Yeah? Our good girl likes being used like a fuck toy huh?”

You groan and push your hips back into her as your answer. One of Robin’s hands moves from your hip around your waist and down, her fingers catching your clit and rubbing the sensitive bud. A few more deep thrusts into your cunt and circles of your clit and the coil in your belly tightens to a snapping point as you choke a scream on Nancy’s cock and cum around Robins.

Your body is shaking as you ride out your second orgasm of the night. Nancy pulls her strap from your mouth and Robin pulls you with her when she moves to sit back, her strap still buried in you.

You’re breathing is heavy and labored as you sit in Robins lap. “You did so good baby,” she coos in your ear, pressing a soft kiss to your temple.

“Kiss me,” you beg.

Robin turns you to face her and finally kisses you on the lips for the first time tonight. Her lips are soft, her mouth warm and wet and addictive as you continue to kiss her. She lets go of your cheek and slowly lifts you from her cock. You whimper at the loss but contentedly shift to the empty side of the couch while Nancy moves towards where Robin sits. Your girlfriend drops to her knees before her neighbor and takes Robin’s cock into her mouth, bobbing and sucking and licking until there’s no more of your release left on it.

“God, baby, you taste so good.”

“Nance,” Robin sighs. “You haven’t gotten off yet tonight.”

“Tonight is about my girl,” she smiles at you.

“I want you to feel good, Nance,” you say looking fondly at her. “Robin will you make her feel good?”

“I’d love to,” she says, looking at your girlfriend with love.

Robin holds out her hand to Nancy who takes it softly and climbs on top of Robins lap and strap. She moans as she sinks down onto the pink dildo while holding on to Robin’s shoulders. Robin’s hands move to Nancy’s hips and you watch as she helps your girl move up and down on her cock. You didn’t think you could get more aroused but you do as you watch Nancy ride Robin. Nancy looks at you and holds her hand out, you grasp it and move towards the couple. You watch as Robin pulls Nancy in for a hot kiss, all teeth and tongue and wanting, and then Nancy pulls away and Robin pulls you in to her.

The kiss is heady and needy and so intoxicating. But she pulls away and Nancy pulls you in to her. You’re making out with your girlfriend while she rides another woman’s cock and you couldn’t be more turned on. Nancy gasps as Robin’s fingers find her clit and rubs slow circles around it, drawing out a quick and powerful release. And you swallow Nancy’s moans as she cums around Robin’s cock.

You help Nancy off of Robin’s strap and ask, “can we move somewhere more comfortable?”

Nancy, in a haze, asks, “bedroom?”

You smile and take her hand and Robin’s and the three of you make your way to the bedroom. You drop their hands and crawl onto the bed, turning around to sit and face them.

“Nancy, I want you to fuck me.”

Your girlfriend smiles and starts to crawl towards you.

“Robin,” you pause. “I want you to fuck Nancy while she fucks me.”

Both women groan and Robin makes her way onto the bed, following Nancy.

“Lay down baby,” Nancy smiles, peppering a sweet kiss to your lips. You shift down and lay back, your head on the pillows. Nancy kisses you again and then kisses her way down your chest, kissing between your breasts and then on them, taking each nipple into her mouth worshiping your body. You squirm as she sits back and looks at you taking in your body before leaning over you and aligning her strap with your entrance. She pushes in slowly, reveling in the pleasure that spreads across your face as she does.

Once she’s buried to the hilt, Robin shifts in behind her. She kisses along Nancy’s back and gets her own strap aligned with Nancy. With Robin slowly sinking into her cunt, Nancy moans and her eyes close in ecstasy.

“Fuck, Robin, its so good, you’re so good.”

“God this is so hot,” Robin says. “Are you guys okay for me to move?”

“Yes,” Nancy moans.

“Please,” you chime in.

Robin starts a slow pace so Nancy can get used to the feeling before she starts to rut into you. As soon as Nancy begins to move in you, the three of you moan together at the wet sounds that reverberate in the room.

You try to wrap your legs around Nancy but instead she pushes your knees into your chest and bears her weight down on you as she starts to thrust into you harder. Robin matches Nancy’s movements and soon you and Nancy are moaning messes and Robin is surrounded by the most beautiful noises she’s ever heard.

Nancy kisses you deeply, and she can feel Robins lips on her back as she does. She whispers, “I love you, both of you,” before letting a hand trail down to your overstimulated clit. Robin does the same for Nancy, her hand running quick circles into your girls clit, and the two of you share a shuddered breath before you burst, Nancy cumming on Robin’s cock and you cumming and squirting on Nancy’s.

“Fuck, Nancy you didn’t say Y/N was a squirter,” Robin says as she feels the warm liquid soak both her and Nancy’s thighs.

“I’ve only ever gotten it from her once,” Nancy smiles. “After a lot more than three little orgasms.”

You blush and try to hide your face in the pillows. Robin pulls out of Nancy first and walks to the ensuite to start a shower while Nancy captures your lips in another heated kiss. You whine into her as she pulls out of you, with a soft “happy birthday.”

The three of you move from the bed to the shower, but Nancy and Robin have to help you get clean, that last orgasm taking a lot out of you. Once you’re finished you towel off, change and strip the sheets of the bed to put new ones on while Robin’s moans echo through the bathroom as Nancy makes sure she got the most out of your birthday too.

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lovebugism · 1 year

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☄. *. ⋆ ┄ How The Gang™ Eats Pussy !

summary: the title is pretty self-explanatory, don't ya think? pairing: the gang™ / f!reader warnings: oral sex (r!receiving) 18+ mdni! a/n: uhh.. happy new year! what better way to start of 2023 than some good ol' fashioned smut? it's been a long time since i've posted any of my writing here so pls be gentle i'm literally so sensitive (but if you have any thoughts or requests feel free to send them here!)

steve !

he’s so so desperate to please

it stems from his reputation as king steve™ i think

like he wants to prove himself so bad even though you’re already head over heels for him

he’s constantly checking in on you

asking you if like it and if he’s doing alright

so when you say yes (because you will say yes) he redoubles his effort

he’s a total sucker for praise

it’s also totally on brand that he’s exponentially good at it

it almost makes you jealous because you’re like how many times have you done this????

but he makes you feel so good you don’t even care

it only takes a couple of times before he’s completely in tune with your body

he always starts off slow and teasing

wants to wind you up until you snap

he knows exactly where to touch you to wring your orgasm out of you

and it comes so gut-wrenchingly slow before hitting you all at once

he’s definitely the kind of guy who’ll talk you through it

“yep, there it is. c’mon, cum for me, you can do it. come on, show me how good you can be. uh-huh. thaaat’s my girl”

he makes you come so hard you cry

and he moans with his mouth on you

because he gets off getting you off

loves getting on his knees for you

and having one of your legs folded over his shoulder

so he can pull you closer by your ass

gets so into it that he won’t stop until you make him

like you have to physically pull him up by his hair

definitely a chronic hand holder™

he’ll have you on your back with his face sandwiched between your thighs

and when your legs start to shake he’ll reach for your hands

“here. hold my hands. let me make you feel good.”

but he won’t let go of you when you come

he’ll keep going as your first orgasm fades into a second, much stronger one

and you can’t stop it or push him away because he’s holding onto your hands

you just have to let it happen and it feels so good

that kind of pleasure you wanna chase and run away from all at once

and after he just smiles up at you with the lower half of his face glistening with you

“see? i knew you could do it.”

eddie !

absolutely loves a woman in charge

would definitely rather you sit on his face and ride his tongue

he’ll make you cum once that way before flipping you over and making you cum again with your legs wrapped around his neck

and he’s so fucking smug

he’s just smirking the entire time

always wants you to say his name

especially when you cum

keeps eye contact the entire time

will look directly at you while he spits on your pussy

and grins when it makes your eyes roll back in your head

if he’s feeling particularly dominant he’ll stop whenever you look away

“c’mon, look at me, sweetheart. can’t keep going until i see those eyes… there we go.”

he’s a little overeager sometimes

sloppy and aggressive when he gets really into it

sometimes you have to be like “whoa, slow down, tiger. we’ve got all night”

and he just smirks at you like “yeah, we do”

then you’re eating your words because best believe he will go all night

he’s also got a massive praise kink

and loves when you tell him how good you feel

bc he’s not all that experienced

and he likes to know he’s not the Worst at eating pussy

especially if you have more experience bc he wants to be the best for you

and he Will absolutely brag about it to anyone that will hear when you tell him no one’s ever made you cum so hard before

he’s also super duper vocal

he loves the way you taste and will 100% tell you

pussy spreader supreme™

just loves to take a minute to look at you before ravishing you

and you hate it because you feel so vulnerable

but he’s so obsessed with you “god, you have the prettiest pussy i’ve ever seen”

and he's not even saying it to make you feel good necessarily

he's basically just talking to himself

will smile and laugh like a cheeky little shit when he makes you cum

can be a little bit patronizing but in the eddie munson kinda way

“i thought you said you couldn’t cum again? what happened to that, huh?”

you’ll also have to pull him off of you or else he’ll keep going

he could absolutely eat your pussy for hours if you let him

robin !

definitely has zero experience eating pussy

like maybe she’s tried to learn by watching porn

but definitely has no idea what she’s doing

she’s a little shy at first and is constantly look to you for reassurance

wants you to tell her what to do

“go down a little bit… a little to the left— yeah, shit, right there”

and once she finds that sweet spot she’ll work at it until you come

she’s super duper gentle at first

but once she gains confidence, good luck

will give you 1000000% when her mouth is on you

like even when her neck starts to hurt from the angle, she will not stop until you cum

she’ll talk a lot and compliment you the entire time

and will say anything that comes to mind no matter how dirty it is

“god, you’re so wet” “you taste so good, i didn’t know a person could taste this good” “you’re pussy is perfect. i honestly didn’t think you could get any prettier”

she doesn’t even know what she’s saying half the time

but it literally drives you crazy

also the sound of her voice is sexy enough to make you cum

and you’re constantly begging her to talk dirty to you

“please, talk to me” you’ll whine

and after the first few times she’ll know what you mean but still play coy

“i am talking to you” she’ll say with an wide eyes all innocent

but yeah she’s more than happy to do it because 1. she can’t shut up to save her life and 2. she knows how quickly it’ll drive you to your breaking point

wants you to pull at her hair and steer her wherever you want her to go and bury her face between your legs

is not against you sitting on her face

even though the idea scares you a little

like you don’t want to hurt her or break her neck or something

she’s just like “if i die eating your pussy, i will die the happiest woman alive”

and you believe her

nancy !

so in my head she’s, like, freshly out

and hasn’t eaten a girl out before

though she has dreamed about it many, many times

but when she goes down on you, it’s like she’s a professional

bc she’s a perfectionist and can’t ever half-ass anything

she’s 100% tactical and sees it as her goal to make you come

so she’ll throw herself wholly into doing just that

will call your pussy her pussy because yeah

i see her as being a little bit rough too

so there are constantly bruises and crescent-shaped marks left on your thighs and hips from her nails

which she keeps trimmed just so she can finger you <3

there’s biting too because she loves the feeling of your skin between her teeth

won’t do it enough to hurt you per se, just enough to leave a mark

she uses just enough teeth to drive you crazy

sucks your clit into her mouth at the same time she drives her fingers into your g-spot

she’ll also spank directly on your clit to drive you towards another (second, third, fourth?) orgasm

she can get nasty with it if she wants

and will eat you out as a way to get what she wants

if you’re upset at her, she Will go down on you

partly as an apology but also because she knows you won’t be mad at her after

bc it’s impossible to be after she’s made you cum so hard you can’t feel your legs

i see her more into praising you than you praising her

she’ll compliment you the whole way through

but it’s also a little bit condescending

“oh look at you, always so pretty and wet for me, aren’t you? this is all it takes? just me touching you? seriously?”

and i see her loving to have her hair tugged at

but like also

she doesn’t like to be told what to do

so if you’re pulling her closer to you or trying to pull her away, she’ll definitely punish you

“what did i tell you about touching me, huh? that’s not what good girls do, right? now, i’m gonna make you come and i’m not gonna stop until i see tears. touch me again and you won’t come again for another week, got it?”

maybe i’m just projecting but i can see her definitely having a mommy kink

and still has an air of dominance about her even when she’s making you feel good

she’ll sense you getting close and will command that you cum for her

her voice is so soft and gentle but she isn’t asking you to cum she demanding that you do

and definitely gets off on working your body to its breaking point

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iheartdoll · 4 months

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Audio Recommendations 7

"You're on your period, I just wanna help you feel better" vibes

First date, but fuck it I need you (car sex)

Co-working with King Steve

Lots of degradation and praise (she's really good)

Pleading (english accent, so maybe JQ?)

"I'm your good boy" I cannot stress how good this is

F4F friends to lovers (Ronance)

F4F Worshiping and hair pulling (Ronance)

Part 7 and probably the last one of the year, can you believe?? I just enjoy posting these so much, even if only few people get to hear it (to those of you who do hear it, thank you, I love you)

As always, both reblogging and liking are extremely appreciated. May you have any recommendations, comments, or you just enjoyed an audio let me know!!

Masterlist with more audio lists here

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phefics · 4 months

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Maybe fruity four eating you out blurbs please? 🫣

eddie munson is a much, through and through. he prides himself on his skills in the art of oral sex. he also finds getting you off incredibly hot. he’ll kiss and nip at your inner thighs, his hair tickling your skin. he laps at your pussy like a starving man, makes you cum at least twice before he’ll fuck you.

nancy wheeler prefers to get pleasure than give it, at least, when it comes to oral, but she isn’t opposed to giving on occasion. mostly, she doesn’t enjoy the mess it makes of her pretty face, but making you cum is worth it. she’ll give you one good, hard orgasm with her tongue, her nails leaving little indents in your thighs and ass as she holds you close.

robin buckley is inexperienced at first, but when she gets the hang of it, she’s in love with doing it. she buries her face between your thighs and won’t stop until you’re shaking. she gets better at it every time, starting off a little clumsy until she learns your body. she just loves to make you feel good.

steve harrington worships your body as he makes his way towards your pussy, kissing all over. once he reaches your clit, he isn’t gonna leave it alone until your fingers are tangled in his hair and you’re begging for a break, overstimulated.

#💌 𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗.#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut #eddie munson #nancy wheeler x reader #nancy wheeler smut #nancy wheeler #robin buckley smut #robin buckley x reader #robin buckley #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington #steve harrington smut #stranger things hcs #stranger things #ophelia’s hcs

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vampvrisms · 4 months

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𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

[warnings: none | genre: fluff]

(a/n; sorry if this is shit, i wrote it at 1:35 am.)

robin rubs her eyes lazily, slowly waking up from her slumber. she yawns quietly, turning over to face your sleeping form. the girl leans forward, pressing a soft, gentle kiss to your forehead, smiling softly as she notices you stirring awake. “morning, princess….” she murmurs, looking down at you lovingly. you open your (y/e/c) eyes slowly, grinning up at her. “good morning, beautiful.” you whisper, sitting up a bit and kissing her lips sweetly. she smiles against your lips, pulling you into her arms. you both cosy up against each other, wrapping the covers over the both of you. as the two of you snuggle up together in the warmth, the light rain outside mists up the bedroom window. robin bites her bottom lip, smiling, and reaches over to draw a heart on the window with her finger, intertwining her soft hand with yours after.

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radioactiveparker · 21 days

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The Breakfast Club - Eddie Munson X F!Cheerleader!Reader

Part One - These Children That You Spit On

Chapter Summary - We meet five unlikely teenagers who have to spend the next eight hours in detention together. (A retelling of The Breakfast Club, written and directed by John Hughes.)

Chapter Warnings - Characters are all 18+ / Strong Language / Illusions to Abuse/ Abusive Relationship / Dysfunctional Families / Kleptomania / References to Demonianism and Satanism / References to Religious Beliefs / Sexual References / Stereotyping / Angst

Word Count - 6.6k

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Saturday.

October 25th, 1984.

Hargrove Residence.

6:30am.

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"Billy, c'mon, I have to go."

You reluctantly pulled away from the warm embrace of the covers, or at least attempted to. Billy kept the dead weight of his arm slung heavily around your waist, trapping you to the mattress. He released a groan of annoyance as he curled it around you and pulled you into him. You spared a few minutes to stay in his warmth and shed the sleep from your brain. The grey hues of wintry light cascaded onto the room through the gap in the curtain. The room was otherwise obscured from light, making it effortless to close your eyes and fall back asleep. You refrained, deciding to focus your ears instead. The familiar chirping of birds and the quiet hum of unfortunate morning commuters on their way to work on a Saturday morning had you sinking back into your pillow. The smell of brewing coffee reminded you to stay awake. Your eyes blinked open again, and you shuffled from underneath Billy's grasp. He groaned again, this time burying himself into your neck. You giggled, planted a kiss to his cheek, and rolled him off you.

You quickly jumped in the shower, saying good morning to Billy's little sister Max, who was making her way into the kitchen, along the way. You dressed in the bathroom, checking your watch before heading back into Billy's bedroom to say goodbye.

He lay on his front, eyes still closed, but his breathing told you that he was awake. You placed a gentle hand on his arm, leaning in to kiss his cheek again.

"Billy, I'm going now, but I'll see you on Monday, yeah?"

He said nothing. You couldn't suppress the disappointment that swept through you. You turned to leave when he softly grabbed your wrist. You smiled, thinking he was going to ask you to stay, or to give you a goodbye kiss, but his gripped tightened. Your heart dropped.

"Billy, you're hurting me."

"Where do you think you're going?" He stared you dead in the eyes.

You tried to pull away. "I told you yesterday, Billy. Mrs O'Donnell gave me a Saturday detention."

"No, where do you think you're going dressed like that."

You looked at your outfit. You wore the signature green and white of the Hawkins High cheerleading squad. A sleeveless modest style vest, worn with a turtleneck layer underneath, and a green pleated skirt with yellow striping around the hem. It rested just above your mid thigh, so you pulled your socks all the way up to your knees to keep warm. "I told my parents I had cheerleading practice, so they didn't think I had detention. You know this, Billy."

"Do I? Or are you going to see your precious King Steve again?" His grip tightened even further.

He had that crazy look in his eyes that made your entire body freeze. You stopped struggling. Your chest went tight, and suddenly, it was like trying to breathe in a sauna room.

Billy Hargrove was not fond of Steve Harrington, and last Thursday night, you had snook out to go to a party as his house. You had cancelled your plans with Billy last minute after Carol begged you to go with her (not that it took much convincing). It turned out that Billy had been invited to the party by one of his other friends, unbeknownst to you. And you made the mistake of lying to Billy and told him that you were sick.

The biggest mistake of your life.

He saw you there and started an argument that had the entire rooms eyes on the two of you. He had the same wild look in his eyes as he had now. He ended up punching Steve when he had come over to ask if everything was alright.

"I only went to that party for Carol. I didn't even speak to Steve."

"No? Because he seemed real friendly with you."

"He wasn't! Billy, please, I don't want anything to do with Steve. Just please let me go."

He released you harshly, and you immediately brought your wrist to your chest, rubbing the sore skin.

"Get out of my sight."

You scurried out the door with tears in your eyes.

Your first steps outside felt as though you were walking into the worlds largest refrigerator, though you were thankful it wasn't raining. You could do without the frozen shrapnel soaking you to the bone this morning. It had already started bad enough.

The sun had only just begun to rise, not having a chance to warm up the earth yet. Not that it would do much good. The temperature had been dropping more and more as the days went on, this morning being the worst yet. It had turned tomb-like silent outside with the exception of the crunching salt under your feet that had been newly laid to stop people from slipping on the first of winter's ice. A storm had come and gone the previous night, but the sky still hung sadly as a woollen grey shawl, bringing threat of another. The cold, however, was enough to calm you down. It felt refreshing after feeling suffocated in Billy's room.

You checked your watch again. You had twenty minutes to sneak back home and pretend that you had just woken up and got dressed for cheerleading practice.

You started running.

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Saturday.

October 25th, 1984.

Hawkins High.

7:55am.

~~~~~

You had made it home just in time before your parents woke up. You explained you were doing stretches in your room, which was why you were red-faced and slightly out of breath. They didn't seem to buy it, but the alternative presumption was far too embarrassing for them not to take your word for it.

Your father offered you a ride to school, but after that rather awkward first encounter with them this morning, you thought it best to walk. And you were glad you did because it didn't take long before they were arguing. Your mother red-faced and clutched onto the cross around her neck while your father rolled his eyes. To the outside world, it would seem that you had the perfect family, but that couldn't be father from the truth. A lot of the times when they argued, it would be over something petty, but all of a sudden, your name would be roped in, and the entire point of the argument seemed to vanish. You see, to them, you were leverage. As soon as you got a mention, they got the upper hand. They used you to get back at each other: a means to an end. Not intentionally, of course, but that didn't make it any less frustrating. It was nothing uncommon in your household, but that didn't mean you could stand to listen to it. You grabbed your coat and left as quickly as you could, neither of your parents noticing that you were gone as they continued to scream in each others faces.

By the time you made it to the schools entrance, you wished you had brought a change of clothes as ice shot through your veins and goose-pimpled your skin. You drew your coat closer to your chest, clenching and unclenching your gloveless fingers to keep the feeling in their tips.

As you bound up the schools steps like a heat-seeking rocket, the rubber tyres of a coffee brown BMW screeched to a stop. The sudden sound echoing across the empty school premises caused you to turn quickly. Through the windshield, you saw a man in a business suit at the wheel. Beside him was his eighteen-year-old son, Steve Harrington. Your heart raced when you saw him. You weren't expecting to see him here.

Billy isn't here. You told yourself in an attempt to calm your jangled nerves.

His hands gestured animatedly as he argued with his father. Their words were suppressed by the metal walls of the car, but you could surmise their level of volume by the thick vein protruding from Steve's neck. Then, their words exploded like a bullet from the barrel of a gun, piercing through the stillness of the morning as the door opened and Steve stomped out. Something along the lines of "No school's gonna give a scholarship to a discipline case!". And just like that, their poor version of a conversation seized to exist by the single slam of a car door. Almost immediately, the car sped off, swerving around the parking lot like a maniac before disappearing. You stood in shock as Steve held his two middle fingers up at the abandoning vehicle. It was not a home life you would have pictured for King Steve. It was a rather unexpected display you had witnessed, but to Steve, it seemed like any other day. He jogged up the stairs, hands in his jacket pockets and sporting a healing split lip, looking so unaffected by the argument that you almost convinced yourself that you had imagined it.

He paused on the step behind you, finally noticing that you were there, but only for a split second, barely sparing you a glance before moving straight past you and through the doors. You felt heaviness in your chest. No "hello." Even a simple smile would have done. But you supposed they were reserved for his real friends. Sure, you and Steve knew each other - you had friends from the same group, and you had been to a few of his parties, but you hadn't even held a proper conversation with the guy - just dribs and drabs of small talk here and there, but he was nice.

Thoughts of Billy flashed through your mind. It seems as though Billy's appearance at his party the other day had left him wanting nothing to do with you. You understood why, Billy had caused quite the scene over nothing. But there was no reason why you should be punished for his actions. You shook the thoughts out of your head. It was nothing that you should dwell on, so you continued on into the school.

The halls looked strange without their usual morning bustle. The squeak of your sneakers against the freshly waxed floor echoed as you made your way to the school library. You could hear Steve's fast pace ahead of you. His blue, straight-legged jeans and pristine Nike sneakers strode out of your sight until you were left in silence. The silence felt so loud that it rumbled from the high ceiling. You were so sure it was the cause of the last light flickering at the end of the hall. Continuing forward, you took the first left and proceeded straight until you reached the double doors at the end. A flimsy banner hung from the tiled ceiling, "HAWKINS TIGERS ALL THE WAY," with a decent enough illustration of the school mascot, threatened to fall. You treaded lightly as you moved beneath it, holding your breath in fear that any sudden movement would cause it to fall down on you. You released it when you made it safely to the other side.

Your fingers traced along the lockers as you walked, reading the bits and pieces of graffiti as you went; 'Fuck this shit, I'm out' in scrawled handwriting, 'I hate Mondays' with drips of black paint streaking down some of the letters, and a cartoonish depiction of a weed leaf smoking a blunt which made you chuckle. You walked past a trophy case, eyeing the splendid totems of athletic and academic prestige alike. A picture of the basketball team in all their glory on the top shelf, another of the cheerleading squad, yourself included, and a grainy image of the physics club haphazardly chucked on the bottom. Your white sneakers squeaked once more as you pivoted to the right before making a final left to the pine doors of the library.

Before you were six tables placed into two rows of three, with three chairs sitting snugly behind each one. You were surprised to see Nancy 'goodie two shoes' wheeler sat at the front table, with her perfectly permed hair and fur-lined jacket still on her shoulders. You didn't think it was possible for Nancy Wheeler to get detention, but then again, the same could've been said about you. Steve had strangely enough sat on the same table as her, despite every other seat being completely free, leaving an empty chair between them so as not to make it weird. Neither of them spoke to each other and instead opted to sit in silence, fiddling with their finger nails or a loose thread on their jumper. As you took your first foot in, a tall, lanky girl with short, dirty blonde hair sped past you, mumbling a quick sorry when she nearly knocked you off your feet. This unorthodox first impression of the girl, who you had only ever seen around the school halls, had commenced quite the distaste for her already. She was red-faced and sweaty, carrying her thick winter coat over her elbow, undeterred by the chilly weather. The whites of her eyes almost blended with her rosy cheeks, bloodshot like she was holding back tears. She had been in a rush to get here and away from whatever had made her upset. You imagined that's what you must have looked like this morning, and you almost started to feel a little sorry for her. She took the middle table on the left side, dumping her coat on one chair before hiding her face in her arms. If you hadn't known any better, it looked as though she was trying to fall asleep on the table.

You made your way to the table to the right of hers, taking the seat on the furthest side. You kept your coat on for now but dumped your bag on the chair beside you. With a huff, you rested your head in the palm of your hands, watching the back of Nancy and Steve's heads.

The heavy weight of the library door forced its hinges to fold and close impulsively, and Eddie slipped through the crack before it closed all the way, because god forbid he wasted his energy on something as measly as opening a door. The pride in his face when he reached the other side was as if beating the door was life or death. Like he was Indiana Jones rolling under a trap door to avoid being impaled by spikes. All he needed was a wide-brimmed fedora.

You tensed at the sight of him. You had heard rumours that he was a Satan worshiper and that he would do casual rituals on the weekends. You didn't believe it, of course, Eddie was all bark and no bite, but that didn't make you feel any easier around him. Eddie was not a good person. He had been caught one too many times trying to sell weed to freshman because they were 'naïve and easy to upsell' or trying to get them to join his little Hellfire Cult. He would spit and hiss at the teachers, setting up traps in unsuspecting students' lockers, or even straight up stealing their locks so their personal belongings were out for anyone to see. He was like a snake. Once he caught his prey, he was coiling around it, pulling himself into it. Constricting, suffocating, waiting to ascertain it was truly dead before taking a bite. His scales came in the form of clinking enamel badges, and his words were the venom dripping from his tongue. To put it lightly, he was one big bully - a miscreant.

His kleptomaniac fingers touched practically everything he walked by: picking up flyers and not even bothering to read them before dropping them to the floor, unhooking the phone from the receiver so it dangled limply from the checkout desk, and pocketing a few pencils that are no doubt going to end up missing because Eddie Munson has never brought a pencil to school a day in his life. He walked slowly, confidently, giving everyone in the room time to become aware of his presence. You could feel him eyeing you up when he walked by. You met his stare like an owl, following until you couldn't turn your head any further. You weren't going to let him intimidate you and you wanted him to know it. It was the first time you had seen him wearing something other than his usual hellfire shirt and leather jacket. He had the same dark, denim jeans with the holes in the knees and once white reeboks, only this time he wore a black t-shirt with a thick winter coat in a matching colour. Red, plaid fabric peaked out from the confines of his coat. Sensibly, he had worn a shirt over top as an extra layer to keep warm. His footsteps were wide and languid as he moved to his seat, dumping himself on the table behind you and untangling his scarf from around his neck.

Just as everyone settled in, Principal Richard Higgins strode in, stopping dead centre in the mouth of the passageway between the two rows of tables. You tried not to laugh. Principal Higgins was a sight to behold, swapping his usual grey suit and tie for flamboyantly bright pink t-shirt a size too small for his pot belly, a casual white blazer, a pair of jeans and bold coloured sneakers. You didn't notice until now that he had the figure of a lollipop, round on top, but stick thin on the bottom. You understood now why he always wore a suit; it evened him out a bit. Though he did confirm the rumour that teachers were definitely not normal.

He glanced at his fancy watch. "I would first like to congratulate you all for being on time." Though it sounded more sarcastic than sincere.

He seemed to be looking straight at Eddie as he said that. Eddie only responded by kicking his feet up on the desk.

"Now, it is 8:02am. You have exactly eight uneventful hours to spend in each others company." He began pacing up and down the aisle with his chest puffed out in intimidation (well, as intimidating as a lollipop shaped man could be), slapping Eddies feet down as he did.

"You many not talk, you may not move from your seats -" He stopped at the weird girl who had nearly knocked you over and slapped a hand on the desk. She shot up with a gasp. "And you may not sleep."

"Today," He continued, marching to the front, "we're going to try something different. I want all of you to - uh?"

Principal Higgins dropped a stack of notebook paper on the nearest table and then made his way for the pot of pencils on the checkout desk. He paused in confusion when he saw the pot was empty; every pencil hiding snuggly in Eddie's pocket. You rolled your eyes as Eddie snickered behind you. There was a long pause of awkward silence as Principal Higgins made his way around the desk in search of more pencils. There were a few quiet grunts of effort and then a "Ah ha" before he appeared back in front.

"Right, I want all of you to write me an essay of no less than one thousand words describing to me who you think you are." He began handing out paper and pencils to everyone. "And when I say essay, I mean essay. Not a single word repeated a thousand times. Do you understand, Mr. Munson?"

"Mr. Munson understands, Principal Higgins." Eddie said.

Higgins ignored him. "Maybe you'll learn something about why you're here, and perhaps you'll decide whether or not you care to return."

Silence.

"I'll be across the hall in my office. Any monkey business is ill-advised. Questions?"

You saw Steve shake his head and catch Nancy shaking hers like she couldn't believe this was happening to her.

Principal Higgins gave one solid nod to confirm that question and answer time was over before making his way towards the library doors.

"Yeah, I got a question."

He took a pause, hand clenched firmly on the door handle as he twisted around. He raised his brow at Eddie, already sick and tired of his antics.

"Does Don Johnson know that you raided his wardrobe?"

There were a few snickers, including you, trying to discreetly cover your mouth to hide your smile. Principal Higgins was undisturbed. There wasn't a thing Eddie could do or say that would insult him. At least, that's what he wanted him to think.

"You'll find out the answer to that next Saturday. Mr. Munson. Do you have anything else you'd like to say to impress these people?"

Eddie smirked, leaning across the table and clasping his hands. He accepted the challenge, staring the Principal dead in the eye. "You got any naked pictures of your wife?"

The Principal's face turned red, and he referred to him with a hateful look in his eyes. "You've just earned yourself another Saturday detention, Mister." He pointed.

His eyes scoured the room, looking for anybody else who would challenge him. "Does anybody else want to join him?

The laughing stopped.

"Didn't think so."

And with that, he left, leaving the door wide open to give him a straight view of the library through his office window. Eddie chuckled, resting his feet back on the table, clearly proud of the reaction he had gotten.

Then silence.

A lot of silence.

Eddie placed his hands behind his head and closed his eyes like he was going to sleep. Nancy began fiddling with her pencil, thinking about how she was going to start her essay. Steve cracked his knuckles, and the other girl (who you had yet to learn the name of) just stared at her paper. You simply sighed, took off your coat, and began daydreaming about all the other ways you could've chosen to spend your Saturday.

The library was by no means modern, but the faculty seemed to have no appreciation for the sort of library they've been given and ungraciously added touches of their own. There was an ugly mix of deep mahogany and grey sheet-metal bookcases, a couple of fake plants collecting dust, and old academic trophies that probably haven't been touched since the sixties. There were posters, some painted, some printed, but most were horrifically Halloween themed, and a rather provocative David Hasselhoff calendar behind the front desk, which the librarian thought no one could see.

Those few times that you had actually stepped foot in the library, you noticed it was never truly quiet. There were always whisperings of students, the whirring of printers, and the clicking of keyboards and typewriters.

But today, a Saturday, with only five students bored out of their minds, it was truly silent.

The library was so quiet that you could practically hear the books ageing. The books consumed the noise, leaving you all in a suffocatingly awkward space of ineloquent glances. Broad daylight struggled to reach the room. Not that the sun was trying to, but the blinds sought out to fight against it anyway. Instead, it was the hanging lights above that lit the maze of a room. The soft lights were enough to put you to sleep. Your eyes were fluttering softly, your head drooping--

"Master of puppets, I'm pulling your strings

Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams

Blinded by me, you can't see a thing

Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream

Master, master!"

Your peaceful almost-slumber was rudely interrupted when Eddie opened his big mouth to sing that god-awful song. You had never listened to it in your life, but would gladly never listen to it again if it meant that Eddie would shut the hell up. You turned around to give him a glare of annoyance, and when you turned back, you noticed that the others had done the same. He peeked out through one eye, smirking at the look on everyone's faces, before continuing, only this time he was humming instead. Thank god.

"Shit!" Eddie sprang up, feet down, sitting up straight and alert. He startled you, and you turned again. "What are we supposed to do if we gotta take a leak?"

He pretended to undo his zipper, the childish act making you roll your eyes. "If you gotta go, you gotta go."

"Oh my god." Nancy looked like she was going to throw up. She turned and shielded her eyes.

"Try it, and you're dead before the first drop hits the floor." Steve threatened.

Eddie laughed, accomplishing his mission of upsetting the others. "You know, you're pretty sexy when you're angry, big boy."

He turned his attention to the quiet girl sat adjacent to him. She shifted under his gaze.

"Hey Buckley," She turned with a look of boredom, like she was used to his antics, "why don't you go and close that door so I can get our little cheerleader here naked?"

You almost gave yourself whiplash with how quickly you turned to glare at him. "Don't even think about it asshole."

"Why you a virgin?"

"Fuck you."

"You're disgusting." Nancy added.

"Awe, I'm sorry, you feeling left out, Princess? There's plenty of me to go around. But I suppose if you don't want to wait your turn, I wouldn't say no to a three-way."

"Ugh, you're such a creep!"

"Listen, man, if you piss me off, you're totalled." Steve defended the two of you, though you felt it was more for Nancy's sake than yours.

"Totalled?"

"Totally."

"Just ignore him, Steve. Maybe he'll go away." Nancy suggested, placing a hand on his shoulder to turn him to face the front.

There was a pause. Their shoulders relaxed when they had thought Eddie had given up.

"Oh, so are you two like boyfriend/girlfriend?" Eddie teased.

No reply.

"Steady dates?"

Silence.

"Lovers?"

Nancy continued to ignore him, but Steve smouldered with anger.

"Tell me, Princess, have you two played hide the sausage yet?"

"GO TO HELL!"

"Hey, keep it down in there!" Higgins called from across the hall.

He rolled backwards on his office chair until the five of them came into view. They were all seated exactly how he left them. He rolled back out of sight.

Everybody visibly relaxed.

Eddie hid the shock of Nancy's outburst behind another annoying smirk.

"Just ignore him, guys." You advised. "He's only doing it to get a rise out of you."

"Sweetheart, you couldn't ignore me if you tried." He gave you a confident wink.

You hated that it made your cheeks flush with heat. You quickly turned before you gave him something else to tease you over.

"We gotta close them doors. How are we supposed to party with the old pinhead checking us out every two seconds?" Eddie stood from his seat and moved towards the doors.

"I don't think that's a good idea. The doors are supposed to stay open." This 'Buckley' opened her mouth for the first time since she's got here. Everybody looked at her bewildered.

It was only Eddie who didn't seem phased by this, but he still paused. "What do you mean 'supposed to'?"

"Vernon said, Dingus, and I really don't want to get on his bad side. I mean, Mrs. Clickety Clackety is already threatening me with suspension, and I can't afford that. How am I supposed to get accepted into any sort of college if I get suspended. They'll think I'm a horrible student, and I'll be one big massive reject and--"

"Whoa, Robin, slow down." Steve interrupted her breathless rambling. You were struggling to keep up with each word. She was talking so fast. Just total word vomit, like she'd been trying to keep it down since she got here and suddenly just projectiled everywhere. It didn't even occur to you then that Steve knew her name.

"So?" Was Eddie's only blunt reply.

"So, why don't you just shut up." Steve scowled. "There's four other people in here, you know? Stop thinking about yourself for once."

"Wow, you're a math wiz, Sporto. I bet you know your ABCs, too. See, I knew you were smart. You hide it well, Harrington." Steve grimaced at that. "I mean, let's face it, you gotta be smart to play basketball."

"Who are you to judge?" Steve challenged. "You don't even count. If you disappeared forever, it wouldn't make any difference. You may as well not even exist at this school."

There was a twitch in Eddie's eye. He hated how that got to him, but he recovered swiftly. "Oh? Well, maybe I'll join the basketball team or the wrestling team? Or better yet, the student council, I think you'd like some of the ideas I have in mind for this place."

He moved slowly, intimidatingly to Steve's table, stopping in front of it before leaning down so he towered over Steve. He reminded you of an adult reprimanding a little boy. But Steve wasn't a little boy. He could hold his own.

"You could try, but they'd never take you."

"Damn, I'm hurt. truly." Eddie was definitely not hurt.

"Will you just stop? If you keep this up, Higgins is gonna come storming in here. I've got a game next Saturday, and I'm not gonna miss it because of you."

"Wouldn't that be a bite? Missing a whole game." Eddie feigned sympathy.

"You wouldn't know anything about it, Freak. You've never competed in your life."

"I know, and I feel all empty inside because of it." Eddie puffed his chest as if his heart was swelling with pride. "I have such a deep admiration for guys who toss balls into laundry baskets."

"Whatever, man. You don't have any goals."

"See, that's where you're wrong, I do have goals." Eddie paused in suspense, and Steve perked up a little in his seat. "My goal is to be exactly like you."

Steve slumped back and rolled his eyes. "You're worthless."

"I compete." Robin added after a beat. All eyes turned to her. You could tell she didn't like that much, but she continued anyway. "I'm in band, and I'm on the debate team, and I'm in the Latin club and chess team. This one time, with the debate team, we had this big banquet at the Hilton and we had to get dressed up. And, uh, I didn't have any shoes so I had to wear my mom's shoes. It was kind of weird because my Nana doesn't like when I wear other people's shoes. But, yeah. It's not athletic, but I compete in a lot of stuff."

"That's not the same, Rob." Steve sighed.

"You have to be a jock to compete?" Eddie confronted.

"I was talking about athletic competition."

"What's the difference?" You questioned. Everyone turned to you this time, but you kept your attention on Steve. You could see the proud smile on Eddie's face out of the corner of your eye.

"What do you mean?"

"What I said."

Eddie's eyebrow raised in amusement, enjoying someone else putting Steve in his place for a change. If he was being totally honest, Eddie didn't really have anything against Steve. Steve's friends, on the other hand, were a different story. Eddie found himself being hounded by Steve's friends more often than not, but Steve didn't actually do anything. But he didn't stop it either. Of all of them, he was the easiest to rile up, and Eddie couldn't help but cease the moment whenever he could.

Steve scoffed but bowed out of the conversation. "You're all fucked."

"Hey man, watch your mouth. There's ladies here remember? They don't appreciate you using a word like FUCK! in front of them." Eddie gestured to you. "I don't know if you know this, big boy, but her mother is a nun!"

It was true that your mother was a religious person, but she was certainly not a nun. "No she isn't."

"Sorry," He turned back to Steve. "Her father is a nun!"

You rolled your eyes, but couldn't stop the chuckle that escaped your lips. The sound caused a mischievous glint in Eddie's eyes. You hated it.

"Higgins is leaving." Nancy proclaimed suddenly.

Eddie paused with wide eyes like a deer in headlights, not wanting to get caught out of his seat. Everyone looked down the hall in time to see Principle Higgins exit his office, not even sparing them a glance. Eddie proceeded to the doors, peeking his head out to watch Higgins drink from the water fountain at the other end of the hall.

Eddie came back in the room. "We gotta move fast, the scumbag's just filling his tank."

Steve sent Nancy an annoyed look that said 'why did you have to tell him that?', causing her to shy away. She was already thinking the same thing herself. Eddie pulled a chair to the door, stood on it and took a guitar pick out of his pocket. With the guitar pick, he removed a screw from the door spring assembly. He jumped off the chair and the door closed behind him.

"That's not funny, man. Fix it."

"Please fix it." Robin pleaded.

"Am I a genius?" Eddie asked, though it was more of a brag than a question, as he quickly pushed the chair back to its rightful spot.

"No, you're an asshole."

There was a muffled "Hey!" from behind the door and everyone rushed to act as casual as possible. Eddie quickly took his seat, only this time he sat next to you. You tensed uncomfortably, smelling the faint cigarette smoke on his coat. You wanted to smack him for being so stupid. You just prayed that Higgins wouldn't notice he swapped seats.

The door busted open.

"Why is this door closed?" There was fury in his eyes.

Everyone remained silent, avoiding meeting his eyes. Steve turned to look at Eddie as if deciding the best way to rat him out.

Eddie jumped in before he could say anything. "How should we know, we're not supposed to move, right?"

Higgins singled out Steve, obviously noticing how he had looked at Eddie. "Why is that door closed?"

Steve looked to Eddie once again. You were cringing at how obvious he made it. You could feel Eddie shaking his leg under the desk. A nervous habit? Perhaps Eddie was afraid to get caught. Or he was just furious at Steve for even thinking about being a snitch. He lowered his eyes at Steve, a glare that said, 'Go on, I dare you'. Steve backed down.

"We were just sitting here. Like we're supposed to." Nancy answered for Steve, who was taking a suspicious amount of time to reply.

"The wind must've blew it." Robin added.

"It just... closed, Sir." Steve reluctantly agreed.

Principal Higgins eyed Eddie anyway and pointed a thick sausage finger. "This looks like the mindless sort of crap you'd find amusing, Munson."

"I think a screw fell out of it. I heard something that sounded like a screw falling out." Eddie tried to persuade.

"Yeah, right. Give me the screw."

"I don't have it."

"Am I going to have to turn you upside down and shake you?"

"I don't have it, Sir. Screws fall out all the time. The world is an imperfect place."

"Give it to me, Munson."

He smiled suggestively. "Where do you want it?"

"With all due respect, Principal Higgins," you interrupted before he made things worse for himself. "Why would somebody steal a screw?"

Eddie looked at you in surprise, but you made it clear to him that you didn't do it because you liked him. Higgins walked back to the door.

"How do your parents put up with you, Munson?"

"They gave up on me a long time ago, Sir." He said it with such sincerity that your heart actually ached for him.

Higgins opened his mouth to say something but decided against it. He realised how pointless it was to go after him. Instead, he went to the door, trying his luck at opening it and hoping it stayed that way. It didn't. He tried again, this time grabbing a chair to hold it open.

"That won't work. The door is way too heavy."

Higgins ignored Eddie. He pushed the chair against the door and let go. It threw the chair across the room, and the door slammed with an echoing bang. There were a few gasps of surprise and snorts of laughter.

Higgins fumed, eyeing the room for a solution. "Harrington, get up."

Steve unwillingly got up from his seat as the Principal directed him to grab one end of a bookcase.

"How come he gets to get up? If he gets up, we'll all get up. It'll be anarchy!"

You elbowed Eddie's side to shut him up. He wasn't making this better for himself, which would no doubt end up with all of you getting punished. The two of them heaved together, and Steve actually ended up doing most of the work. The odd book fell to the floor, nearly tripping them up as they hefted it along slowly. They struggled for a few more minutes to slide the bookcase over to the door. Only when they finally got it in place did Eddie open his mouth again.

"That's very clever, Sir. But what if there's a fire?"

Higgins hadn't thought of that, but he didn't let it show.

"I think violating fire codes and endangering the lives of children is unwise at this juncture in your career, Sir." Robin chimed in and then sunk back in her seat under the Principal's stare.

Higgins turned back to Steve. "Alright, what are you doing with this? Get this outta here, for God's sake! What's the matter with you? Come on!"

Steve wanted to kill Eddie for opening his big mouth and then Robin for supporting him. The two of them struggled again to move it back to its original place. Once done, Steve sat back down with bated breaths.

Principal Higgins started towards Eddie, sweat dripping from his forehead, despite barely lifting a finger. "You're not fooling anybody, Munson. The next screw that falls out will be you."

Eddie muttered under his breath. "Eat my shorts."

"What was that?" Higgins barked.

"Eat. My. Shorts."

"You've just bought yourself another detention, Mister."

"Ugh, I'm crushed." Eddie faked a wince.

"You just bought yourself another."

"Well, I'm free the Saturday after that."

"Another."

"Hmm, beyond that, I'm gonna have to check my calendar."

"Another."

You looked at Eddie fearfully. He was getting absolutely slaughtered by Principal Higgins. Although, no matter how much you dislike him, you couldn't help but be moved by his defiance.

"Cut it out." You whispered to him.

He ignored your plea, keeping up his front. He wasn't going to let this scumbag of a Principal break him. Not in front of the others, and, for reasons Eddie didn't quite understand yet, certainly not in front of you. He dared Higgins to give him another.

"Okay, Munson, your ass is mine for the next two months."

"I'm thrilled."

"You sure would like everybody to think that, wouldn't you? Maybe if you spent more time trying to do something with yourself and less time trying to impress people, you might be better off." Higgins brought his attention back to everyone else. "I'm not gonna put up with any more crap from any of you. Next time I have to come in here, I'll be coming to crack skulls."

He set his threat with a hard, angry glare and finally left the room.

The silence set in once again.

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<<<Masterlist // Next>>>

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#eddie munson #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson smut #eddie stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson series #mini series #cheerleader!reader #eddie munson x cheerleader!reader #stranger things #steve harrington #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #the breakfast club #the breakfast club mini series #the breakfast club fanfic #stranger things x the breakfast club #enemies to lovers

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fxllfaiiry · 2 years

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˗ˏˋ 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐬 <𝟑

˗ˏˋ 𝐄𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 ��𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧

Peanut butter cookies - @eddie-van-munson

guitar pick - @yourfavouriterival

“Why the hell would you say something like that?” - @rainylana

Bloody Lip - @darling-i-read-it

Afterglow - @siempre-bucky

˗ˏˋ 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧

fool for you - @witchwyfe

Jealousy jealousy - @eufezco

Boobies - @princessofmarvel

The babysitters club - @sinclaiirs

I Like Girls Too - @bxcketbarnes

Slurpys and Dirty Talk - @steveharringtons-lover

Just the two of Us - @heyysteven

The Cake Attack of ‘87 - @hellfireclubmember

˗ˏˋ 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞

What Were you Thinking? - @jedi-mabari

beat up love - @dearhargrove

road gate - @eddiemunsxn

i’m with you - @hauntlikeaghost0

my boy - @feverdreqmz

Just To Ourselves - @billyhargrove-s

Dating Billy Hargrove HC's - @queers-gambit

˗ˏˋ 𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐲 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐥/𝟎𝟎𝟏

Staff Room Crushes - @dysfunctionalaliens

You'll See Why - @justfandomwritings

Yandere Husband! 001 - @floatyflowers

Blue - @jamilelucato

˗ˏˋ 𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐲

redemption make out sesh - @stevesfaberge

Opposites Attract - @strangeswift

Blurb <3 - @shysneeze

dating robin headcanons - @nctzncore

Blurb <3 - @hawkins-losers

Thank me later - @selenitesdawn

"What's your favorite scary movie? " - @ioveeddiemunson

bloodshot bad news - @stevesfaberge

˗ˏˋ 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐫

Jealousy - @milkmily

Blurb <3 - @multi-fandom-imagine

Teach me - @fentibeauty

No but like… dating Nancy - @bi-disaster-yn

˗ˏˋ 𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐲𝐞𝐫𝐬

Your Love - @refiwrites

Dating Jonathan Byers Headcanons - @myuninterestinglifestory

boyfriend headcanons - @keepyourbliss

Wish - @proudharrington

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xmalfoyweasleyx · 1 year

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STRANGER THINGS - PORN LINKS (twitter)

Warning: 18+!!!, pornlinks

links for Steve, Nancy, Eddie and Robin, because why not

Steve Harrington

— Teasing Steve after a fight

— Fucking after he climbs through your window

— Steve can’t stop fingering you

— Him fucking you passionatly in the shower

— Steve breeding you all night long

— Making you ride him but he can’t resist fucking you

Nancy Wheeler

— Nancy comforting you after a stressful day

— “studying” with Nancy

— Playing with Nancy and a strap-on

— Rubbing your pussies

Eddie Munson

— Rough fuck with Eddie

— Eddie loves seeing your face when he fucks you hard

— Eating your pussy like his last meal

— Playing with his hole while fucks you

— Eddie loves choking you

Robin Buckley

— Robin fucks you with a strap-on

— Robin fingering you

— Playing with Robin in the backroom when you visit her at work

— Robin got you a toy

#p link #stranger things #stranger things p link #steve harrington #nancy wheeler #eddie munson #robin buckley #steve harrington smut #stranger things smut #eddie munson smut #robin buckley smut #nancy wheeler smut #steve harrington x reader #eddie munson x reader

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robinsno1lesbian · 4 months

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‘𝐓𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 - 𝐑. 𝐁. & 𝐍. 𝐖.

A 3-CHAPTER RONANCE COLLECTION FOR CHRISTMAS <3

Her lips feel softer than they did back then. She must've dropped the anxious habit of chewing on them like she used to. More careful too. She kisses her like there’s time for them now. Hope blooms somewhere in Nancy’s chest. It's been years of longing for the taste of those lips and yet Nancy remembers. Nancy remembers everything. OR On Christmas Eve in the early 90s, Nancy shows up at Robin's doorstep to fix things.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 part 1: just for old times‘ sake - nancy wheeler shows up at robin buckley’s doorstep to fix things.

part 2: i won’t ask you to wait - the before - march, 1986 - nancy is a mess and robin tries to help. things don't go as planned.

part 3: sleep in half the day - the after (coming soon)

𓈒ㅤׂwarnings: explicit content, period typical & internalized homophobia, smut, fluff & angst (check out the notes of each chapter for individual warnings!)

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maladaptive-day-dreams · 11 months

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Hiiii, you’re writing is AMAZING!! Thank you for blessing us with it🙏🏼

I have a smutty Ronance idea for youuuu, let me paint you a little picture

So, after all the Vecna stuff Nancy and Robin would stay at each other’s houses almost every night for months. It started off because they both needed someone and they were both having bad nightmares about everything. The first couple weeks they just kept each other company, sharing a bed but not touching. That blossomed into one night Nancy nervously asking Robin if they could cuddle and Robin of course agrees. After that it becomes part of their nightly routine when they spend the night together. Nancy’s the first to notice that she gets this weird feeling around Robin and she attempts to push it away, but she can’t stop thinking about her. It started off with just thinking about what they might do later and just missing her presence. BUT, then it turns into her thinking about Robin’s smile, her eyes, her hands, how she just wants to be with her 24/7, etc. Nancy has her “Oh shit” moment and realizes that she indeed has a crush on Robin. She doesn’t say anything about it though, she doesn’t want to ruin what they have going right now. Then, BOOM Nancy’s taking a nap one day after school and she has a sex dream about Robin. When she wakes up, she is soaked, so unbelievably wet. A few minutes later, there’s a knock at the door and surprise, it’s Robin. Nancy was so tired from finals and still dazed from her dream that she totally forgot the two of them had plans to study for a final they had in a couple days. When she opens the door she’s stuttering because all she can think about is her dream. While they’re studying Robin notices her inattentiveness to the material in front of them and her lack of being able to focus. After an hour, Nancy gets frustrated and blurts out,

“Can we can talk? I need to tell you something”

Nancy tries to tell Robin that she likes her, but Robin isn’t getting it. So, the only way Nancy can think of getting her point across is by kissing her. They kiss and Nancy accidentally says,

“So much better than the dream”

and Robin looks at her so confused, but intrigued. Nancy tries to drop it, but Robin won’t let that happen. Robin ends up getting Nancy to tell her, which leads to Nancy’s dream becoming a reality.

(I’m so sorry if this is too much detail, my brain has just been rotting away thinking about this)

Lowkey begging on my hands and knees for you to write this

omg omg omg YOU'RE SO NICE ILY

ok you def have this pretty well thought out iiiiiii am gonna kinda pick up in the middle a lil since you did really good at laying it all out for me, I hope this lives up to what you expected!! (also sorry I got to this so late, life got busy againnnn)

Robin Buckley x Nancy Wheeler, 1.8k words CW: fluff, smut (18+), fingering, no ending bc ending things is hard rn lol

Nancy and Robin got close after Vecna. Neither of them expected it—Nancy usually went to Jonathan and Robin to Steve—but then Jonathan pulled away to take more care of Will and Steve pulled away to comfort Dustin since Eddie was gone.

So it just made sense that Nancy and Robin would move to cling to each other with the others drifted away.

It was only sleepovers for a while. Robin never needed anyone around until after Vecna and once Nancy broke up with Jonathan, she missed having someone familiar nearby. It was always just the warmth of another’s body that they wanted, that they needed.

But then something changed. Nancy started to want the faint smells of lavender and spearmint that surrounded her Robin’s room. In Robin’s bed. She wanted to be closer to that, wanted it to envelop her, wanted it even when it was a week that they stayed in her own room, so she asked for something more.

“Hey Rob?�� she started.

Robin finished pulling a shirt over her head and turned towards Nancy who was already in her bed—it was a Nancy’s place week.

“Yeah?” Robin asks pulling back the covers and sliding in beside her.

“Could we-uh, could we cuddle this time?”

“Oh, uh-“

“Sorry, it’s weird I know we don’t have to.”

“No-no it’s ok, we can cuddle, I was honestly gonna ask you that like a week ago,” she laughs shyly.

“Really?”

“Yeah, I didn’t want to push you though—with Jonathan and everything—I know that was rough for you.”

“Oh, yeah, that,” Nancy trailed off.

“Sorry, sore subject still?”

“No,” Nancy smiled. “Not really anymore.”

Robin nods, “so who’s the big spoon and who’s the little one?”

“I mean, you’re taller so obviously you’re the bigger one,” Nancy laughs.

“Alright alright fine. C’mere.”

Nancy snuggles into Robin’s awaiting arms and ends up having the best night of sleep she’s had in a while. It felt nice, it felt right.

And it became their new normal. Every night, they’d cuddle. They’d get closer and hands would travel innocently along bodies and mornings would bring feelings to the pit of Nancy’s stomach and the apex of her thighs.

But Nancy pushes those feelings away and tells herself it’s only because Robin is so close to her all the time. The sleepovers, the cuddling, they’re messing with her head, it can’t be anything more than that. Right?

No, wrong. Because it’s not even about the sleepovers and the cuddling and the feelings and sensations they elicit anymore. Now it’s Nancy thinking about daily plans and wishing they included Robin in some capacity. It’s Nancy randomly thinking about Robin’s smile. It’s Nancy hearing Robin’s laugh in a group of people at the mall and turning towards them to hopefully see her. It’s Nancy staring at the blue tiles at the bottom of the community pool and trying to pinpoint the exact shade that matches Robin’s eyes. It’s Nancy thinking about Robin’s hands and how soft and warm they were on her waist last night, how they might feel between her–

She realizes that this is what she thought about with Steve and Jonathan. She realizes she has a crush on Robin.

And she can’t say anything or do anything about it because she doesn’t want to lose her.

But the thoughts get worse and more persistent. Robin is on Nancy’s mind 24/7. In her college classes, at work, at the store, at home, in bed.

That’s where Nancy was now, in bed napping around after a particularly rough day of classes at Hawkins Community College where she takes summer classes.

Well, she was napping, but now she’s awake and breathing heavily remembering the faint remnants of the dream she jolted from. The ghost of Robin’s touch lingered on her body, on her breasts, between her legs. She followed the trail that dream Robin’s hand had walked and rubbed her fingers over her clothed pussy to find herself absolutely dripping wet.

But instead of taking what images were given to her by her subconscious and finishing what was started in her dream by herself, Nancy tore off her soiled panties and rinsed off the sheen of sweat from her dream and the faint feeling of phantom hands on her body.

As soon as Nancy finished putting on a clean pair of panties and sofee shorts and an oversized tee, the doorbell rang. And who else would be there except for Robin.

“I know I’m a little early but band practice got out early and I snagged food for us and a movie if you’re up for a movie night after we study?” Robin says holding up a bag of takeout in one hand and the movie in her other.

“Shit, right,” Nancy says, pushing her hand into her forehead as if she has a headache. “I forgot.”

“I mean, that’s okay! If you have a headache we can reschedule,” she smiles, but it doesn’t quite reach her eyes.

“No,” Nancy laughs and steps to the side to let the other girl inside. “We gotta study now or I’ll wait until the last minute and that will not go well.”

Having the girl that was just so vividly in her dream with her hands all over her body had Nancy’s head spinning. But she did her best to push aside the memories and lingering feelings and focus on studying.

Robin was sitting on the floor, her back to Nancy’s bed, while Nancy was laying stomach down on the bed above her, their heads close enough to read from the same book if they needed to. Constant movement and huffs from the girl above her let Robin know that Nancy was barely paying attention anymore, warranted since they’ve been at this for at least an hour now. She’s about to offer to microwave their takeout and start the movie in the living room but Nancy beats her to it.

“Can we can talk? I need to tell you something.”

Taken aback Robin just looks up, her eyes meeting Nancy’s quickly with how close they were. Robin clears her throat and moves to get up. “Yeah, of course.”

Nancy sits up on her bed and Robin gets comfortable seated in front of her. After a few minutes of silence Robin probes, “What’s up Nance?”

She’s trying to figure out how to tell her. To tell her that she’s all she can think about lately, that she wants her near all the time, that she wants her, but nothing comes out.

“I really like hanging out with you.”

“Oh, uh, I like hanging out with you too, Nance.”

“No, ugh, fuck I can’t,” Nancy is struggling to think of how to get Robin to understand so instead of speaking she puts one hand on Robin’s cheek and the other on her knee.

“Nance?”

“Can I?” Robin doesn’t say anything but Nancy can see it in her eyes, so she moves. She leans forward and Robin meets her in the middle. A brief, sweet kiss.

Eyes still closed, the two pull apart slightly before Robin’s hands find Nancy’s cheeks and pulls her back in for a heady kiss. One that’s all teeth and tongue and hot and wet. They keep kissing as Robin moves up to her knees leans towards Nancy enough to get her to lean back onto her pillows.

Robin tears her lips from Nancy’s with a nip to her bottom lip before trailing kisses down her jaw and neck.

Nancy’s hands run through Robin’s hair as she says breathily, “so much better than the dream.”

That has Robin pausing her kisses and looking at her so confused, but intrigued. “Dream?”

“Oh, uh, nothing, it’s nothing, forget it,” she stumbles, her hands pushing hair behind Robin’s ears and trying to distract her by pulling her back in for a kiss.

“Nancy, what dream?” Robin laughs at the other girl’s attempt at a diversion.

“Pleaseee forget I said anything,” Nancy begs with a pout. Robin’s gaze is as firm as her grip on Nancy’s waist, she’s not going to let this go. “You’re not going to let this go are you?”

“Nope,” Robin smiles. “Not until you tell me about this little dream of yours.”

Robin’s hands are warm on Nancy’s skin and distracting where they sit just above the waistband of her shorts. Her gaze is lowered from the other girl’s as she starts talking.

“I might’ve woken up from a…vivid dream just before you got here today.”

“Just before?”

“Mhm.”

“Vivid?”

“Yeah,” Nancy breathes lightly as Robin’s thumbs start to trace circles into her hips.

“What happened in this dream?” she eggs on.

“Um-we were kissing a lot, in bed, like this.”

Robin moves one hand to tilt Nancy’s head back and latches her lips onto the newly exposed skin of her neck.

“And-uh-you were touching me-“

“Touching you where?” Robin asks, hands traveling beneath the big t-shirt that hides Nancy from her. Fingers brush over taught nipples and Nancy gasps at the contact. “Here?” she asks, pinching and rolling a hard bud between her fingers.

“Yes,” Nancy moans. “I-I mean no, no, not there.”

“No? Then where?”

Nancy’s hips buck with each tweak of her nipples by Robins deft fingers.

“Fuck, ah-lower.”

Robin runs her hand down Nancy’s stomach but not far enough.

“Rob please.”

“Where?”

“Lower.”

Robin moves her hand lower, but now too low, as she ran her fingertips across Nancy’s thighs. “This low?” she asks.

Nancy squirms below the other girl, impatient and dripping, waiting for her to touch where she needed her most.

Sighing in frustration Nancy grasps Robin’s hand that was traveling her body and places it on her clothed cunt. “Here,” she groans. “You were touching me here.”

Robin chuckles and drags her hand across Nancy’s clothed cunt and revels in the shiver it sends through her body.

“Want me to touch you like I did in your dream?”

“Please.”

And she does. Nancy lifts her hips and lets Robin discard her shorts and panties to the floor. Trailing fingers meet the wetness at her center and Robin kisses Nancy and swallows the moans that escape her lips when her fingers begin to circle her clit. The kisses are hot and wet and burning with lust and feel as though they go on forever.

And then Nancy is pulling away and her back is arching off the bed when Robin pushes two fingers into her aching cunt. Pants of ah, oh, fuck, Robin, drop from Nancy’s lips as Robin continues to piston her fingers into her, reveling at the sweet noises that leave her pink lips and the dirty wet sounds of Nancy’s arousal on her fingers.

The coil in Nancy’s stomach tightens and tightens and soon she’s caving in on herself in pleasure as she cums around Robin’s fingers with Robin’s soft praise being whispered into her ear.

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ed-mnsn · 2 years

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losing your virginity to eddie munson hc

pairing: eddie munson x afab reader

warnings: smut! 18+ minors dni

summary: you lose your virginity to eddie munson and he takes care of you for sure

whether you guys are dating or just hooking up he never pressures you

anything you guys do he makes sure you’re comfortable with

when he found out you were a virgin he was surprised but also really wanted to make it special for you

it literally touched his heart that you trusted him enough that way

eddies a fantastic kisser and he gets you pliant in his arms

something about his mouth is magic in multiple ways

hes so good at working you up and turning you on

he takes all the time in the world

hes completely focussed on you and your pleasure

eddie is so into foreplay and he literally will not have sex ever without it

he likes working you open slowly and sweetly with his fingers

it drives him insane how wet you get for him

he makes you come multiple times before you even have sex

again he’s taking his time with you, kissing every inch of your body

slowly takes off your clothes

he LOVES eating you out

you taste amazing, feel amazing, sound amazing

he would actually be happy to die with your thighs around his head

he’s not letting you do anything to him, bc tonights about you

asks you 50 times if you’re sure you wanna do this

“say the word and i’ll stop, no questions asked.”

lays down a towel just in case you bleed

he’s not phased at all really, he just wants you to be as comfortable as possible and make sure your first time is a good experience

tells you it might hurt a little bit and says he’s gonna stay at your pace

when he lines up with your entrance he can see that you’re tense so he kisses you until you relax

he slides in painfully slow

you’re clenching around him and he can tell its not comfortable

your nose is scrunched up, fingers gripping his shoulder really tight

he grabs your hand, kisses all of your fingers while you adjust to him being inside you

he’ll reach down and rub slow circles into your clit to distract from the pain and it works

after a few minutes of kinda just laying there you ask him to start moving a little bit, slowly

ge experimentally gives a little thrust, barely pulling out of you before going back in

it still stings but there's this dull sort of pleasure, that you can almost feel but not quite

you just urge him to keep going like that for a bit

it takes time but he really doesn’t mind

he’ll be kissing your face, rubbing his hands lightly all over you when finally, finally, finally, the sting dissipates

you gasp almost when the pleasure hits you

“eddie!”

he gets scared and literally stops dead in his tracks

“you okay babe? talk to me, what’s wrong?”

you’re blushing furiously, and yes, he’s fingered you before, he’s made you come, pleasured you

but never like this

he was literally balls deep inside of you, and the pleasure was seeping into your core like a hot stream

you smile into his shoulder

“actually feels good”

he blows air through his nose

“want me to move some more?”

“please.”

he’ll increase his pace a little bit, but he’s still going slow

its sensual, the way he’s fucking into you

every thrust is thought out and calculated, trying to find what you like best

he’ll move your legs around, lift your hips, and you’re kinda just going along with it, unsure of what he’s trying to do

and then it hits you

he hits that spot

god you see stars

you moan loudly, almost a sob as he hits it repeatedly

“that‘s it, good girl.”

he loves praising you

you can't believe he’s making you feel this good

you’re cursing now, gripping any part of his body you can find

he’s pounding you harder now, deeper

there's a fire in your gut and you need it so badly

need him so badly

your hips start to stutter and eddie watches as your eyes roll back

“stay with me babe, you look so good like this.”

and you’re unraveling in his arms, licking his neck, kissing him, panting hotly into his mouth

his fingers find your clit again, rubbing so perfectly that you can barely hold back anymore

“i got you, you gonna come for me?” his voice is so sweet and hot and he’s panting too at this point

his hips are erratic and you can tell he’s holding back so you can come first

and you certainly do

you can't help but cry out, saying his name over and over again as you come

his arms are wrapped around, working you through your orgasm

he holds you close to his chest, still fucking into you as you shudder in his arms, face buried, nearly biting in the crook of his neck

the literal best orgasm you’ve ever had in your life

he comes right after you do, still in your fucked out state of bliss when he pulls out and comes on your stomach

he’s hovering over you, dopey smile on his face

“that’s my girl, you did so good.”

you didn’t think it was possible for your pussy to clench after that but it did

you’re blushing, smiling into his mouth and he won't stop asking you if you’re okay, if he did okay, if you actually enjoyed it

and you’re telling him he’s an idiot because obviously you enjoyed it

he used his discarded shirt to wipe you down, not even thinking twice about it

he lays next to you, holding you sweetly, whispering pretty words in your ear and making you laugh

you praise him for how good he made you feel

“what, little old me?”

“there's nothing little about you, munson.”

and now you have him blushing

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Audio recommendations 8

Teacher/Student

First one to twich loses (I picture Eddie with this one)

Rough, just rough (no more words about this one)

You're my favorite student (Can you tell a have a professor thing?)

Pushining you

Steve's whimpering for you

Morning sex part. 2

Morning sex part. 3

Shy boy confesses feelings on Valentine's day (Virginity and L bombs)

Repressed religious boy (This one is really good, but I was hesitant to post it if I offended somebody because of religion, listen cautiosly)

You're shy and Eddie's all like "It's always the quiet and shy girls..." (Roommates)

Breeding

Shy boyfriend Steve is no longer shy

This post is thick, I've been working night shifts and I'm so tired, but this is something I so enjoy doing, so here it is.

As always, I appreciate every like and reblog. Also, feel free to send me messages requesting something or giving me feedback of the audios I have posted ;)

Masterlist with all the previous audios here

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STRANGER THINGS PORN LINKS

VOL. 2 — [FEMALE ONLY]

[VOL. 1 — (MALE)]

NEW TAGLIST | REQUEST | WATTPAD

JOIN THE TAGLIST.

includes: Robin Buckley, Nancy Wheeler, Chrissy Cunningham, Vickie, Karen Wheeler, Joyce Byers (MORE IF REQUESTED)

warning: these are links that contain porn !!

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⥤ ROBIN BUCKLEY

robin fucks you with a big strap and leaves you sticky and full of her thick white cum.

what robin sends to you when your not home

robin and you rubbing together while music in the background.

robin and you jumping eachother to cum.

⥤ NANCY WHEELER

nancy and you making out & eating out.

nancy letting you eat her out late at night, while everyone else is asleep.

nancy rubbing her clit across yours.

what nancy sends you when she’s home alone.

⥤ CHRISSY CUNNINGHAM

you just love chrissy’s ass.

what chrissy likes to send you when your not around.

chrissy and you fucking yourselves onto a double-sided dildo right after cheer practice.

fucking sub!chrissy with a dildo

⥤ VICKIE

vickie strap fucking you & spanking you. two

vickie and robin having fun with you.

vickie and you dry humping which causes a big mess.

vickie big mess she made just for you.

vickie likes sending you this.

⥤ KAREN WHEELER

karen fucks you dumb on teds favorite chair in the living room.

karen spanking you, and grinding.

karen home from work, early just for you.

karen helps you out in public.

⥤ JOYCE BYERS

joyce eating you out, while looking up at you.

joyce humps you on her sofa.

joyce spanks you for not listening to her.

dom!joyce fucks you hard with her strap.

THIS IS JS HOW I VIEWED THEM, YOU CAN VIEW IT IN A DIFFERENT WAY & PICTURE ANY CHARACTER YOU WANT

| LET ME KNOW IF ANY OF THE LINKS ARENT VIEWABLE |

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˗ˏˋ MASTERTAG! LIBRARY! COMMISSIONS! ˊˎ˗

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mayday. a single dad!eddie blurb series

miscellaneous blurbs. drabbles, drabbles, & more drabbles

one year celebration. lovebugism turns one!

REQUESTS ARE OPEN | PROMPTS | FAQ

STRANGER THINGS headcanons | drabbles | one-shots

EDDIE MUNSON STEVE HARRINGTON STEDDIE THE GANG™ MARVEL (coming soon!)

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The Breakfast Club - Eddie Munson X F!Cheerleader!Reader

Part Three - Hallway Vision

Chapter Summary - During an adventure through the maze of school hallways, we see the Criminal become the hero, and the King become the villain. (A retelling of The Breakfast Club, written and directed by John Hughes.)

Chapter Warnings - Characters are all 18+ / Strong Language / Illusions to Emotional Abuse/ Abusive Relationship / Vandalism / Strong Sexual References / Drug References / Angst

Word Count - 5k

(Series Masterlist) (Masterlist)

(Part One) (Part Two)

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Saturday.

October 25th, 1986.

Hawkins High Library.

1:00pm

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"Let's take off. Dick's gone cruising." Eddie poked his head back into the library.

"Is that a euphemism?"

"No, Buckley. It means Higgins has just left his office."

You looked at the others as if this was an easy yes; you wanted to leave this library. Steve and Nancy didn't look too fond of the idea. Robin was torn between not wanting to leave, and not wanting to be the only one left behind.

"How do you know where he went?" Nancy asked, as if his answer would determine hers.

"I don't. But he's gone. He wouldn't've come to check on us first if he wasn't going somewhere for a while. Jesus, I've never seen so much chicken shit in one place in my life."

She didn't find that answer very reassuring, but if Nancy was anything, it certainly wasn't chicken shit.

Robin looks at her, then back at Eddie. "I'll go out in the hall for a minute, but I don't wanna leave." As if that was proof enough that she wasn't chicken shit.

You really wanted to get out of that library. It had felt a lot bigger when you had first got there, but now, five hours later, it was starting to get suffocating. You didn't want to see another book for the rest of your life.

"Do you mean take off for good?" You asked hopefully.

Eddie shook his head. "For good? No, just down to my locker."

"Okay." You agreed simply, taking your place beside him.

He smiled at you. "Being bad feels pretty god, huh?"

You rolled your eyes at him and gave him a playful shove. The others looked like they were starting to consider it. Eddie's locker wasn't that far away. They would be gone for five minutes tops. If things went well, that was.

"What's the point of going to a locker?" Steve questioned.

"Why don't we just stand in the hall for a minute? That'd be fun, huh? If we get away with it." Robin attempted to persuade.

You and Eddie ignored them, taking the chance to slip out the door. The longer you all spent debating it, the less time you would have to get back.

Steve, Robin, and Nancy looked at each other.

"I'm not chicken." Nancy disclosed boldly, shifting on her feet and crossing her arms.

"I am." Robin gulped. At least she was honest.

"You two gonna stay?" Nancy flicked her eyes between the two of them.

"Not if you don't." Steve leaned against the door frame, like his answer showed her some sort of compassion, that he was thinking of her.

"What do I have to do with making up your mind?"

Steve gulped. Not the reaction he was hoping. He cleared his throat and accepted defeat. "I don't know. I guess if you're not scared, I shouldn't be... not that I am. I'm not scared. Not of Principal Higgins."

Nancy stared at him like she didn't believe him, then left before he could dig the hole any deeper for himself. Steve was crushed as he watched Nancy walk away. He felt like he had just blown a chance at impressing Nancy. His shoulders slumped, and Robin patted him on the back.

"Maybe you should think for yourself for once. It's healthy."

She hadn't said it in a bad way, but it had still injured his dignity. He brushed her hand off him and left without a word. Robin turned to the empty library. She debated sitting back down, but she had visions of Higgins storming through the doors and hounding her with questions. At least if she got caught in the halls, she'd have the others with her. She quickly followed after Steve.

Nancy and Steve caught up with you and Eddie, with Robin running behind, trying to catch up. You all hurried up the steps as quietly as possible. You made it to the teacher's lounge and paused, hearing noise coming from inside.

"For cryin' out loud!" Principal Higgins hit the vending machine. His soda can was stuck inside.

You and Eddie ran across the open doorway while he was distracted. You tried not to think about the way Eddie had grabbed your hand to pull you along. Higgins rattled the coin return and started banging on the buttons. Steve and Nancy went next, taking a big lunge across and landing on their feet silently. Higgins let out a defeated sigh and started rummaging his pockets for more change. Finally, Robin made it across, just in time before the Principal turned around after having no luck. Eddie turned to make sure that everyone had made it across. He hadn't realised that he was still holding your hand until you wiggled it out of his grip. Your face flushed, and you awkwardly wiped your hand on your skirt, suddenly feeling the perspiration on your palm. You took a step away from each other at the same time. Eddie cleared his throat, and the others eyed him, wondering why his demeanour had suddenly changed.

They all turned when they saw his eyes staring behind them, paralysed in panic. Principal Higgins had walked out of the teacher's lounge.

Everyone froze.

The Principal paused, looked down at his watch, turned the other way, and walked down the hall. Everyone released a breath when he was out of sight. Eddie led you down another hall until you reached his locker.

His locker was so ugly it hurt your eyes. The white paint on his locker was non-existent. It was a horrific amalgamation of stickers from bands you've never heard of, spray paint graffiti, and lettering scratched into the metal with handwriting so bad you couldn't even read it. When he opened it, the inside wasn't much better. The stickers and writing wrapped around the inside of the locker door. It was a stunning mess of clothes, bags, papers, books, cassette tapes, and auto parts. You'd hate to see what his bedroom looked like.

Not that you were thinking of being in his bedroom.

Eddie started fishing through his locker. Nancy was revolted by it.

"You're such a slob. Your maid take the week off or something?"

"This is on purpose, Princess. Don't worry." Nobody believed him. "It discourages nosey people from going in it. Like cops."

Eddie smiled when he located what he was looking for. He pulled out a greasy, stained shopping bag. Out of the shopping bag, he took a smaller brown paper bag, and out of that, an even smaller paper bag. Then, with great drama and a huge, proud smile, he reached his hand into the final bag.

"You ready for this action?"

He slowly took out a baggie bulging with marijuana. Your mouth hung open in shock. Nancy looked at it like it was infectious.

"No way, man. Put it back." Steve insisted, making a reach for it.

Eddie stuffed the baggie down the from of his pants with a smirk. Steve pulled a disgusted face; there was no way he was going to take it from him now.

"Let's go."

You all turned and quietly crept back down the hall. You were about to turn the corner when Eddie stopped you. Professor Higgins was standing outside of the teacher's lounge again, holding two cans of Coca Cola after finding some spare change in his office draw. He was only five yards away. You all scooted backwards to hide behind the corner. You bravely peeked a head around. Higgins turned and made his way down the hall. He was on his way back to the library. You told the others.

"We're screwed!" Robin cried

"You asshole!" Steve seethed. "I knew this was a lost idea!"

Nancy shook her head in disbelief. "We're finished. This is just great."

You had a bit more optimism than that. You turned to Eddie. He got himself out of shit all the time. What's one more? You had faith in him, and he had felt it in how you spoke your words. "What're we gonna do?"

Eddie thought hard. Higgins' leisurely footsteps echoed down the hall, each one diminishing your chances of getting back to the library undetected.

"We'll go around, cut through the lab, and double back. C'mon."

Eddie urged everyone to start running. You all swerved around corners and scrambled downstairs, sacrificing volume for speed. You narrowly escaped Higgins' sight when you turned and corner and seen he was walking head on towards you all. He was too busy sipping on his Cola to notice the group of students at the end of the hall. At least he had decided to take the scenic route back to the library. He was unintentionally buying you all some time. You all ran in the opposite direction again.

"Cut through the cafeteria." Eddie directed, starting to run down the hall to the right.

"The gym will be faster." Steve countered.

"What? No, you don't know what you're talking about."

"No, you don't know what you're talking about. I'm through listening to you. You'll just end up getting us into more trouble. We're going this way." Steve had managed to persuade the others into following him.

Eddie hardly spent time in school, and he certainly never used the gym. He couldn't remember if it was quicker or not. He didn't like not being in control. He felt like he was running off a cliff head first with a blindfold on. He watched as the others followed Steve down the hall to the left. It was just you and him left. You stared at him fearfully, listening to Principal Higgins' footsteps grow closer. You started backwards slowly, encouraging Eddie to follow. He did with a scoff of annoyance. The two of you quickly caught up with the others, falling behind while Steve led the way. After a couple of twists and turns and another almost run in with the Principal, you reached the gym doors. Steve pulled on the handles.

They were locked.

Sheer panic set in.

"Great idea, shitbag." Eddie spat at Steve.

"Fuck you." He tried the doors again to double check that they were locked.

They were. He kicked them bitterly.

"Fuck you, why didn't you listen to Eddie?" You defended.

You crashed back on some lockers and folded your arms in frustration.

"We're dead." Robin whimpered.

Eddie looked at you. You had probably given him more credit that what he was worth before when you had asked him for help, but now, as you stared back, he wanted to prove himself to you. You seeing the clogs working in his brain and the change in his eyes.

He didn't take his eyes off you. "No, just me." He said heroically.

"What do you mean?" Steve's voice finally drew his eyes away from you.

"I'm gonna take the rap." He pulls his baggie of marijuana out and shoves it down Steve's pants. "Keep your unit out of it."

The girls giggled. Steve was horrified that a group of girls were laughing about his genitals.

"I mean, what if the bag broke and the dope seeped into his thing and it got high?" Robin laughed.

"Can you imagine this airhead running around with his little weenie stoned?" You cracked up.

"Little?" Steve looked wounded. "It's not that funny."

The girls just cracked up more. Eddie smirked.

"I don't want this, Eddie!" Steve begged.

"C'mon King Steve, I'm gonna save your buns! It's your fault we're in this mess, the least you could do is hold on to that until Dick leaves."

The girls were still laughing. You meet Eddie's eye and he starts laughing too.

Steve turned back to the group of girls snickering behind him. "Excuse me, but I don't want to do this. Eddie's making me, so I'd appreciate it if you guys would stop with the jokes. Okay?"

Eddie turned and started running back down the hall. "Just get back to the library!"

There was a pause as the girls calmed down. No use in trying to be sneaky when you can't stop laughing.

"Eddie, wait." He paused, eyebrows raised in interest at your voice. "Be careful."

Eddie beamed and shot you a wink before sprinting down the hall.

"That stuff couldn't really happen, right?" Steve's voice quivered with concern for his unit.

With a roll of your eyes, you urged the group to start towards the library. You lead the way, taking Eddie's route through the cafeteria. As you ran through the halls, you could hear his loud singing, but he was too distant for you to understand any of the words. If you could hear him from all the way over here, Principal Higgins would most definitely already be on his way to catch him.

You managed to get them all back to the library safely. Everyone was huffing for breath, and Steve kept adjusting his pants. Everyone took their seats, except for Nancy, who was peering out of the doors to keep an eye out for Higgins or Eddie.

Nancy gasped. "Higgins' got him! He's gonna get reamed."

Steve recoiled at the name. "I do not want these drugs in my underwear anymore."

"Shhh!"

Nancy rushed from the door to her desk. No sooner was she seated than the door opened up, and Principal Higgins shoved Eddie in. He was red-faced from running around, and he had managed to tie his hair back into a low bun that you thought suited him. His red paid shirt was half hanging off, and he was carrying one shoe in his hand, but he still had a big shit-eating grin on his face. You wondered what on earth had happened. He made his way towards his seat next to you, hopping on one leg as he tried to walk and put his shoe back on at the same time.

Higgins crossed his arms impatiently. "Mr. Munson has taken it upon himself to visit the gymnasium. So, I'm sorry to inform you that you'll be losing his company for the remainder of the day."

Eddie chuckled to himself as he sat back in his seat next to you.

"Everything's a joke, huh, Munson? The false alarm you pulled on Friday? Are false fire alarms real funny? What if your home was on fire and the fire department was over here answering a false alarm?"

"I'm not that lucky, Sir."

Everyone suppressed the urge to laugh at Eddie's wisecrack.

"Fine, what if it was your dope on fire?"

"That's impossible, Sir. It's in Harrington's underwear."

Everyone cracks up again. Steve turned red, adjusting himself in his jeans not-so subtly.

The Principal turned his attention on everyone else. "You like this? You think Munson's funny? Do you think he's cute?"

He got no reaction from anyone. Eddie glared at Higgins as he made his little speech, trying to hide his embarrassment at the fact that the Principal had managed to one-up him.

"I bet Y/N thinks I'm cute." He mumbled under his breath. Eddie had spoken your actual name for the first time. It sounded like honey running off his lips. Your eyes widened, but you pretended not to hear.

Higgins continued. "Go visit Big Eddie Munson in five years and see how goddamn funny he is." He smiled and leaned in close to Eddie. "You look like you're gonna cry, Munson."

Eddie was struggling to keep himself from striking Principal Higgins across his smug fucking face. How dare he humiliate him in front of everyone. How dare he humiliate him in front of you.

"You're not tough, Munson. You're pathetic." He reached out and grabbed Eddie by the front. "Let's go."

Eddie smacked his hand away. "Get your fucking hands off me! I'd expect better manners from you, Dick."

Eddie shuffled around the table, planting a big kiss on your cheek as he left. You almost gasped in surprise. As he walked away, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of sunglasses. Why he was carrying sunglasses in October, you had no idea. You had learned it was probably better not to question him. He lay them on the desk in front of Steve.

"For better hallway vision." He sniped.

Principal Higgins walked out, holding the door open for Eddie as he shuffled languidly behind him. He turned his head and looked at the others.

He held up a peace sign in farewell. "It's been a slice, ladies."

The door closed behind them.

The room was silent once more.

You reached a hand to your cheek where Eddie had kissed you. The skin was tingling under your touch. You couldn't help but smile at the memory of his surprisingly soft lips. Billy flashed through your mind again. Your heart dropped into your gut. How could you have let Eddie have that effect on you when Billy was waiting for you at home? The thought had your body tingling again. But not the good kind.

Everyone awkwardly glanced at each other. You realised now that somehow Eddie had been the glue that was holding you all together. You had all bonded over your inadequacy to tolerate Eddie that, now he wasn't here, you had absolutely nothing in common. You were unable to prevent the disappointment swarming in your chest.

"Principal Higgins is a total meat head." You broke the silence and everyone turned to you.

They all had the same sort of sorrow in their eyes. The girls agreed with you, but Steve shook his head like he didn't have any regrets.

"The freak asked for it."

The insult upset you more than it probably would have upset Eddie. "Hey! It isn't fair that Eddie gets treated like that. We all left. He saved our asses."

"Oh, get a life, Y/N."

You thought Steve was starting to come around to you after your talk on the way to the teachers lounge. You guessed not. "He sacrificed himself so we could get back here. I didn't see you volunteering."

You had wounded Steve's dignity. "I didn't want to leave in the first place. He got us into it, it's only right that he take the shit for getting us out of it." He bit back.

"You weren't forced to go!"

"Munson is a troublemaker."

"Yeah? So what does that make you?"

"Meaning what?"

"Wimp."

CCRRAASSHH!!!

Everyone turned in the direction of one of the seclusion rooms. There is a gaping hole in the ceiling where the tiles had crashed through, and Eddie splayed, stunned, on his back on the table. After catching his breath, he sat up and shook the dry plaster out of his hair. He sauntered out into the main library like nothing had happened.

"Miss me?"

"How did you do that?" You bewildered.

"Smoke and mirrors." He winked, taking his rightful seat beside you.

"Goddammit!" Footsteps came hurtling towards the library doors.

"Shit!" Eddie ducked underneath the table.

His tall, lanky body hardly fit underneath. He shuffled upwards until his upper half was tucked between your legs. You cringed, trying so desperately to close your legs so Eddie didn't look straight up your skirt, but your legs were trapped on either side of his shoulders.

Principal Higgins stood at the door, red-faced and puffing. "What was that ruckus?"

"What ruckus?" You played dumb, jumping in before Steve could open his mouth and rat on Eddie.

Higgins eyed them all up. You all sat like little angles, up straight and arms folded innocently in front of you.

"Could you describe it, Sir?" Robin asked.

"Watch your tongue, Missy."

Eddie shifted in discomfort, adjusting himself so his back didn't ache as much. He eyed your white keds. Only a slight discolouration in the laces and few specs of mud from when you had crossed the school field, but otherwise clean. He moved back slightly so he didn't get any dirt on himself. He followed his eyes up your white socks, tracing the green trim at the top of your knee. He was glad to be under the table when he flushed at the sight of your bare skin. The soft flesh of your thighs enticing him to follow higher.

There was a sudden knock from under the table from Eddie accidentally banging his head. You jolted in surprise, hitting your hands on the table to disguise the sound. The others copied, tapping their own little beats.

"What was that noise?"

"What noise?"

Eddie hoped that the sight he saw would never leave his mind. It was enough to send anyone into a cardiac arrest. His mouth hung open as he ogled straight up your skirt. You hadn't worn your spandex briefs since you weren't actually doing any cheerleading, and instead had opted for a pair of baby blue cotton panties. Eddie's mouth was watering at the excruciatingly tender bulge. In his entire life, Eddie would not be able to duplicate the raw power of this moment. Eddie's eyes were locked in a stare, hand trembling and eager to touch.

"Really, Sir, there wasn't any noise, just ---"

You shot up straight with a gasp, hands reaching underneath the table and into Eddie's hair. You could feel it tickling the skin of your thigh as his head moved further between your legs. The others looked at you with alarm. You pulled gently on his hair to urge him to stop, but couldn't find yourself putting in any effort to resist him. Your hand stayed weaved into his curled as he continued to delve in deeper. Your legs had started trembling when you felt his lips graze your inner thighs before placing a soft kiss there. Your mouth hung open in shock before you came to your senses. You quickly covered your gasp with a cough.

The others joined in and you couldn't be more grateful. The four of you sat in a coughing fit with Higgins eyeing you all suspiciously.

"What that the noise? The noise I just made. Was that it?" You thought fast.

Eddie's nose prodded at your mound. You suppressed another gasp and slammed your thighs closed around his head to stop him from moving any further. Eddie snapped out of his trance at the sudden pain on either side of his head. He slapped your leg to tap out, and you relaxed your thighs. He moved away from you, rubbing his ringing ears. When you felt him leave, you gave him a deserved kick to the arm. He hissed in pain, but Higgins hadn't heard it.

The Principal scowled. "I didn't catch you this time, but you can bet I will." He pointed a finger at you. "You!"

You tensed.

"I will not be made a fool of."

And with those final words, he stormed from the library.

Everybody held their angelic expressions for a couple beats and then, assured that Higgins was out of earshot, Steve, Nancy, and Robin break into laughter. You shoved your seat back and kicked your legs at Eddie as he scrambled out from under the front of the table.

"You're such an asshole."

Eddie tried to keep as serious as he could, but struggled to contain his laughter at your anger. "What?" He asked innocently.

"You know what."

"It was dark under there, it was an accident."

The others seemed to take interest in your spat. They wondered what had Eddie laughing and felt inclined to join in.

"What?" Steve asked.

"None of your business." You slumped back into your chair and crossed your arms, angry and embarrassed.

Eddie saw your wet eyes and soft pouting lips. He started to feel bad. He hadn't meant to upset you.

"I couldn't help it, okay? I'm sorry."

You refused to look at him. He placed a gentle hand under your chin and guided your eyes to meet. His voice was much softer. "I'm sorry."

You hadn't said it out loud, but Eddie could see the forgiveness in your eyes. You relaxed under his touch, feeling the truth in his words. He smiled tenderly.

"What did you do?" Steve asked again, still hoping for a laugh.

Eddie had clearly embarrassed you somehow. Steve thought it was only fair to get a few jokes out on you after you and the other girls had made fun at him in the hallway.

"Shut up." Eddie snapped, and the moment was over.

He held out a hand to Steve who just looked at it in confusion. He reached like he was going to shake Eddie's hand but he slapped it away just before they clasped hands. Eddie looked at him like he was as thick as pig shit.

"You smoke all my reefer or something? The dope, waistoid. Give it to me."

Steve's eyes lit up at the disclosure, wondering how he had managed to forget. He reached into his pants and tossed the baggie to Eddie, murmuring a 'good riddance' to it under his breath. Eddie sat back next to you and opened the bag on the table. You stared at it in curiosity.

You had never smoked weed before. You had never smoked period. But Billy did. He always tried to force you to smoke it with him, but you refused. It wasn't that you hadn't wanted to do it, it was because Billy wanted you to. It was kind of like when your parents ask you to do something and it immediately puts you off wanting to do it. He'd call you a killjoy, or Miss Priss, which always got under your skin. But what made it worse was that Billy always got horny when he was high. He struggled to contain himself around you, even when you told him no. Luckily, he had never done anything, but you knew it was only a matter of time before he would.

You knew Eddie wouldn't be like that though. You had never seen him stoned, but there was something about him that told you smoking with Eddie would be okay. He wouldn't pressure you into trying it if you didn't want to, and if you did, that was okay too. Eddie sold weed to people all the time, heavy hitters and noobs alike. He had taught plenty of people how to smoke before. You could try it for yourself, without Billy's untoward provocation.

He patted his pockets then looks troubled. "Do you have any papers." He asked no one in particular.

Then with a shake of his head, he answered his own question. "Why would you dinks have papers?"

"You're not smoking in here." Nancy looked fearful.

"Yeah? Watch me."

"If you want to smoke, go back to where you were before. Before you fell through the fucking ceiling." Steve ordered on Nancy's behalf.

Eddie reached over and pretended to click a switch to turn Steve off.

"What can I use for papers?"

"A book?" You suggested.

"What about the smell?" Nancy quizzed.

Eddie regarded her off-handedly. "Take your shoes off, that'll mask the smell."

Nancy's mouth hung open in offence, She knew her feet didn't smell so the insult hadn't wounded her pride too much. But it was still embarrassing none the less. Especially in front of Steve.

Eddie ignored her and turned to you. "Book pages are too thick."

"How about dictionary pages? That paper's real thin."

Eddie looked at you impressed, eyebrows raised and a slight twitch in the corner of his mouth. The look of pride made your stomach flip. You took a great deal of pleasure at his silent praise. He walked over to the dictionary stand.

"You can't tear up a dictionary." Robin protested. "What if somebody needs a word and you smoked it?"

Eddie ignored her, opened a dictionary and ripped out a random page. He couldn't care less if he had caused someone a minor inconvenience. There was more than one dictionary in the world.

He pointed at Nancy. "Hey Princess, watch that door. This is a police matter if we get caught."

Nancy tensed. She didn't like that idea very much. She swallowed hard. Eddie walked to the back of the library where the comfy chairs were and plonked himself down on one of the bean bags, making himself right at home.

You got up to follow. Steve looked at you completely pissed off at you for encouraging Eddie's behaviour.

"Loosen up." You scoffed.

"I'm not getting my paper written." Nancy sighed to herself.

"You know," you continued, "he's not all that bad. I'm kind of getting used to him."

"You're just bored."

"Why are you acting like this towards me, Steve?" You'd had enough of the way he was talking to you. "I thought we were fine after I apologised."

It was like when you were alone together you were fine, but in front of the others he hated your guts. You thought he had some nerve calling Eddie out at lunch for trying to keep up with his image. He was being such a hypocrite right now.

He scoffed. "It was hardly an apology."

"It was hardly an apology because I had nothing to be sorry for. I told you already what Billy did wasn't my fault."

"I know!" His voice softened. "I know."

Nancy gave him a gentle look, as if urging him to apologise. He sighed in defeat, tracing a finger along the split in his lip. Suddenly it didn't hurt as much anymore. Like holding this grudge over you was a constant reminder of the pain Billy had given him. He knew apologising was the right thing to do. He opened his mouth, but his time was up.

You shook your head in disappointment. You didn't know what you were expecting from him. Perhaps Steve wasn't as nice as you once thought. It was crazy how things had turned out. In the beginning, you thought for sure that this experience would have given you a chance to make amends with Steve, maybe even become friends of some sort. Turned out that you grew apart from Steve and found yourself feeling closer to Eddie. A notion you had never entertained in all your years at Hawkins High.

You walked away before Steve could say another word to you.

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