18+ only! eddie munson x fem!reader x jonathan byers cw: threesome, oral f + m receiving, unprotected piv, creampie
floating. you feel like you’re floating; levitating off of the bed with the pleasure being brought to you. an orgasmic exorcism of sorts.
your skin feels hot, burning beneath each press of jonathan’s lips to your chest. his teeth bite at your peaked nipples and the sensation courses through your body all the way down to your toes, which curl at the way eddie plunges three fingers deep inside of your aching core. his mouth is trained on your clit, tongue flicking over it repeatedly as you whine — shrill and pretty for them both.
jonathan can’t help but steal glances at the way eddie eats your pussy, groaning as he resumes sucking on your soft and sensitive tits. “so fucking pretty, baby,” he mumbles against your skin, tongue swirling around one of your nipples as his fingers play with the other. “is eddie making you feel good?”
“yeah, oh god yeah,” you moan, nodding your head enthusiastically. “you’re both makin’ me feel so good,” you pant, meeting jonathan’s eyes and earning a satisfied smirk from him.
“she’s fucking soaked, byers,” eddie says, pulling his mouth away from your cunt. “why don’t you come down here and get yourself a taste?” the shaggy-haired man grins, a wicked thing, his eyes playful as they look at you.
the encouragement from eddie makes jonathan light up; always a little less confident than the older man. he eagerly scoots down on the mattress, kissing down your tummy until he reaches the place you crave him most. eddie’s fingers continue to curl inside of you as he lays beside you, leaning in for a hot and sloppy kiss. you can taste yourself on his tongue, and it makes you delirious as you continue to let them please you.
jonathan’s lips suction around your clit, your hips bucking up into his mouth. every once in a while, his tongue brushes against eddie’s fingers, until eddie suddenly pulls them out of your dripping core.
“here, lick ‘em clean,” he rasps down at jonathan, holding his fingers an inch from the other man’s face.
jonathan accepts them, opening his mouth and letting his tongue clean your honey from eddie’s thick fingers. his pretty brown eyes are trained on you the whole time, and eddie lets out a low groan beside you.
you whine without the stimulation from either of them, making eddie tsk in your direction.
“what do you need, sweet girl? feeling neglected now?” he pities you, finding your neediness amusing.
“need more,” you emphasize, looking back and forth between both of them.
“why don’t you suck my cock while jon fucks you, hm? would you like that?” eddie asks, directing the second question both to you and the man between your legs.
jonathan’s nodding eagerly, impossibly hard in his boxers and begging to be touched. you’re on board just as quickly, mewling out a small “yes, please.”
and then you’re planted on your hands and knees on the rumpled sheets, eddie’s cock pressing to the back of your throat as jonathan fills your cunt with every inch he has. you look up into eddie’s deep brown eyes, tears springing into your own as you gag around his thick shaft. you can feel jonathan’s hands digging into your hips, holding you firmly in place so he can fuck you the way he wants to.
it’s primal, the way he drives into you over and over, curses and praises tumbling from his lips.
“god, you’re so fucking tight, holy shit,” he whimpers, voice strangled as if he’s already ready to blow his load.
“you’re such a good girl,” eddie says, voice low and gravelly. “take our cocks so well,” he praises, hand entwining in your hair and tugging.
you moan around him, spit dribbling out of the corners of your mouth as you bob your head back and forth.
“and so messy, sweetheart,” eddie coos, bringing a finger down to wipe the saliva from your chin. “making such a mess of me.”
he loves to talk in bed, always the one with more to say, and his words only make you and jonathan more turned on.
“she’s — fuck — she’s making a mess of me, too,” jonathan adds, drawing his cock out of you slowly as he watches. he’s coated in your slick, slippery wet sounds coming from the friction his movements create.
eddie’s head tips back, eyes closed as a low moan rumbles from deep within his chest. it’s too much; watching and feeling your mouth around his cock at the same time he gets to watch jonathan slowly unravel while seven inches deep within you. he’s close, and he knows he’s not alone in that.
as if on cue, jonathan reaches one hand beneath you to play with your clit, making you moan around eddie’s impressive girth. the vibrations from your mouth make him hiss, his hand tangling tighter in your hair.
you’re losing focus on the task in front of you, tongue growing sloppier in the way it swirls around eddie’s cock; you’re simply too lost in the pleasure you’re being provided with. eddie takes the reins a little, thrusting into your mouth and making you choke on him. your eyes are watery and wide when they meet his, you truly look a fucked-out mess, and it’s enough to send him hurtling even closer to release.
“need you to cum, pretty girl. you gonna cum? gonna make such a pretty mess of jonathan’s cock?” eddie asks, voice strained as he tries to keep his own composure.
you nod, unable to speak with your mouth full, air leaving your nose in heavy spurts as jonathan’s thrusts grow more desperate. before you can even speak, you’re clenching hard around his cock, orgasm ripping through you. your release triggers jonathan’s, filling you to the brim with warm ropes of his cum as he whimpers your name over and over behind you.
“oh, fuck,” eddie groans, one final thrust to your mouth before he’s spilling, too. you suck him completely dry, every drop spilling down your throat save for the bit that dribbles out the corners of your mouth.
both men are quick to move in for a kiss, jonathan’s mouth eagerly cleaning eddie’s cum that drips down to your chin before they’re both battling to kiss your lips. it’s messy and lazy the way each of their tongues lick into your open mouth, their hands easing you down into a comfortable position on the mattress so you can rest.
every inch of your skin is caressed between the two of them, lulling you into a sleepy and content daze as they share soft kisses where they sit behind you. you can hear them whispering sweet things to each other, but you’re too tired to process the words. drifting into a peaceful sleep, you’re confident that when you wake they’ll be itching to please you again.
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