I’m A Sucker For A Bit Of Tchaikovsky Not Gonna Lie

Kinktober 22 - Breeding (Loki)

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Smut warning, dub con/noncon

(Possible proof reading errors)

Length: One Shot

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“Why am I here?” you’re struggling against the two S.H.I.E.L.D agents with the glazed eyes

Loki prowled in front of you, still dressed in his ceremonial robes. He’d said nothing to you since you’d been brought here, kicking and screaming from your ancestral home in Europe.

“Sit,” he says simply.

“I don’t want to.”

“SIT!” he commands and you flinch, your eyes flicking to the sceptre with the razor sharp point at the end.

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A HARD DROP OF NEW ART

THE BRILLIANT RON WEASLEY

their girl (s.b x y/n x r.l)

requested: yes! [Could you do a remus dom x reader sub x sirius dom where sirius and remus have an innocence and corruption kink? And like maybe Sirius wants to watch Remus and the reader “play” kinda? Thank u] send in your own request here!

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cw/tw: fem!reader, poly!relationship, innocence!kink, corruption!kink, degradation, voyeurism (?)

word count: 3.5k

a/n: this is my first poly!fic!! also i've never written innocence/corruption kinks so i hope it turned out alright! :) please reblog/follow/like to boost! x

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It's been a chaotic few months for you.

Having gotten into a relationship with not one, but two of the hottest, most popular boys at Hogwarts, you were really thrown into the deep end of the whole relationship.

It wasn't that you'd never been in a relationship before, you'd had sex once. You definitely weren't as experienced as the two of them.

The boys loved seeing you blush – taking turns whispering filthy words into your ears in the Common Room, lingering touches on your thigh, not-so-subtle winks promising more.

But never actually doing more.

It seemed they had made it their personal mission to push you to the edge, and ruin you.

⚔︎.

"What did you say bunny?"

You were sat in between Remus's legs, the boy's lips trailing lazy kisses along your neck, an act that made you shudder. Sirius sat at the end of the bed, leaning against the frame as he twirled his wand in his hand, smirking at the words he can't believe you'd finally uttered.

"You heard me... Don't make me repeat it Siri..."

A tongue darted out to tease your earlobe as Remus' hands began to run up and down your body, drawing circles on your thigh as you blushed.

"Pretty girl wants us to take care of her, hmm?"

You nibbled on your lip as you nodded, almost ashamed at the fact that you'd asked it of your boyfriends.

That you'd asked them to have sex with you.

"Not so innocent are you, little Y/N? Want Remmy and I to fuck you, hmm?"

You let out a little whine as you nodded, Remus's hand having made its way up towards your skirt, tracing dangerously close to your panties.

"Words, bunny. Wanna hear you say it."

The deeper timbre of the boy behind you sent shivers down your spine, his words muttered against your neck.

"I-, I want you to fuck me, please."

A deep chuckle sounded as the boy's fingers brushed against your clothed cunt, feeling your wetness seep through the thin lace.

"So wet for us already baby, and I haven't even done anything."

Sirius moved closer towards the two of you, his wand tossed onto the bedside table and his lips crashing into yours, your hands moving to grab his tie, pulling him closer into you.

"Such a pretty girl Y/N." Sirius murmured against your lips, his hands moving up pull your blouse lightly.

"Can I, baby?"

You nodded, Sirius' fingers making quick work of your school blouse, unbuttoning them and revealing your bra-clad breasts, the pureblood sucking in a deep breath at the sight of them covered in white lace.

"Beautiful."

Your blouse was thrown somewhere to the side, Remus' hands moving away from your bottoms towards your back, unclasping your bra, causing the straps to fall down from your shoulders.

"Oh!"

The sudden movement made you shy, your hands moving to hold the thin fabric to your chest, feeling embarrassed for no reason.

"Don't hide from us love, want to see all of my bunny, yeah?"

Remus's calloused hands came to rub yours, coaxing them away from the defensive motion. His lips returned to your neck, this time moving down to your left shoulder blade as Sirius cupped your jaw, looking into your eyes.

"Has nobody ever seen you naked love?"

You blushed harder as the bra fell from your grasp, your breasts revealed to the cold air in the dorm.

"Um, no, not exactly. You know I've only done this once before..."

Both boys' jaws clenched at the mention of someone else having been inside you before them, but their cocks hardened at the thought of your innocence, ready to be corrupted by the two of them.

"Well, you can't be shy with us bunny. Gonna make you feel good, yeah?"

Remus moved out from behind you, pressing you down gently so you lay against the pillows. Sirius moved up to press kisses on your torso, his hands pulling your skirt and panties down your legs, the movement making you squeal.

"Siri!"

The boys tutted simultaneously at your outcry, the Black boy spreading your legs as he did so, making you blush further.

"My baby's already so wet. Not so innocent are we, hmm? Want Remmy and I to fuck you? Want us to use your pretty little pussy baby?"

The filthy words made your entire body shudder, the red hue your skin began to take on almost looking identical to the crimson sheets you were spread out upon.

Your naked body was now on display, the first time your body had been seen properly by someone else, not hidden half under some boy's blanket and your undone school uniform.

Goosebumps rippled on your skin as you nodded to the boys, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth as you spread your legs a little further, turning impossibly more red at the bold movement. The boys groaned at your movement, your innocent face and stature wildly contrasted by the action.

"Yes Siri, want you two to fuck me. Want you two to use my pussy please."

Sirius smirked at your words, Remus sitting back down by his boyfriend to give him a deep kiss. As Sirius' tongue slipped into the werewolf's mouth, his hand moved up the brunette's leg to squeeze his cock lightly, breaking away to motion towards you.

"You can have her first Remmy. Wanna watch the two of you play."

⚔︎.

Remus had stripped after you nodded your agreement to Sirius' words, his toned and scarred body revealed to you in its entirety, your eyes trailing up and down his figure as you waited for him to move towards you.

Sirius had sat back in the same spot that he was in previously, leaning against the frame yet again as one leg dangled over the side, with the other laying flat on the mattress, spreading his legs in a way that made his cock strain through the fabric.

Remus knelt between your spread legs in one fell movement, now entirely naked as his hands trailed up your bare legs, the movement making you shiver slightly.

"So gorgeous baby."

One hand left your legs to pull at his erect cock, your eyes darting down to look at his member as you sat up slightly, propping yourself up on your forearms placed on the pillows.

"R-Re?"

Remus's eyes moved to meet your gaze, worry clouding his gaze as he noticed that yours was filled with the same emotion.

"What's wrong puppy?"

You swallowed, wetting your lips as you moved to sit on your legs, your hands resting on your thighs as you shuffled to be closer towards your boyfriend.

"C-can I give you, um, I mean, can I suck you off?"

You barely registered Sirius muttering a low 'fuck' as he heard your words, his hand moving to squeeze his cock lightly through his pants.

You could've sworn you saw Remus's cock grow harder as he stood up onto his knees, looking down at you with a soft smile.

"If you want to baby."

Your hands moved slowly to grip Remus softly, the action making him groan. You squeezed the base of his cock tentatively, uncertain of what to do as you peered up at the boy, eyes questioning what your next move ought to be.

"Re?"

The boy hummed as he looked down at you, an eyebrow hitched upwards as he watched you.

"I've never done this before... Can you tell me what to do?"

You could practically hear Sirius give up on trying to get himself off through his pants, unzipping his jeans to pull them and his underwear down to his mid-thigh and pump himself slowly, admiring you from where he sat.

"Course puppy, y'so good to me. Just open wide f'me first yeah?"

You obediently opened your mouth, staring at Remus as his hand slowly guided your head closer towards his cock. Your lips wrapped around his head as your tongue cushioned the bottom, admiring the boy's musky, cinnamon like smell that you'd become so familiar with.

"So good baby, now try to bob your head slowly? See if you can take as much of me as possible yeah?"

You nodded as much as you could, taking more of the werewolf's cock into you mouth and choking slightly as the head hit the back of your throat, your hand wrapping around the parts your mouth didn't manage to envelop.

"Fuck, so good to me pup."

You hummed slightly at the compliment, Remus' hand in your hair guiding your head up and down his length slowly, gradually hastening his pace.

"Such a pretty little whore for us Y/N."

Sirius's words made you whine around Remus' cock, the vibrations making the boy above you moan and buck his hips, causing you to choke again as he hit the back of your throat.

"She any good Moony? As innocent as she seems? Or is our babygirl better at sucking cock than she lets on."

Remus' head lulled back as he moaned loudly, your tongue swirling and teasing his head experimentally.

"S'a fucking natural Pads."

Your eyes left the sight of the boy above you, darting over to look at the chaser who was lazily pulling at his cock, your hand grabbing at the thin air as you looked at him.

You pulled your mouth off of Remus's cock for a second, the loss of warmth and contact making the boy whine but you ignored him, your one hand still pumping his cock as you turned to Sirius, biting your lip gently.

"Siri, I can help you too..."

Remus moan out, guiding your mouth back onto his cock his cock, his hand pushing your head forward. But your eyes never left Sirius, watching as the boy made his way back over to the two of you, standing on his knees, mirroring his boyfriend's actions. His cock stood proudly and you felt your cunt dampen even more at the sight of it, your hand wrapping tentatively around Sirius as you bobbed your head on Remus's length.

You began pumping your hand up and down Sirius's length at the same rhythm as your mouth on Remus, the boys moaning out in unison as you squeezed both of their bases.

"Such a pretty little slut for us baby."

Remus's free hand moved to caress your face lightly, the words melting from his lips as Sirius pulled the taller boy into himself, moaning into each other's lips as you whined around Remus's cock, your hand tugging harshly on the pureblood's cock.

"Are you jealous baby? Want our attention on you, hmm?"

Sirius grabbed ahold of your hair, pushing you further down onto Remus's length, causing you to choke around him.

"What a fucking needy whore."

⚔︎.

It didn't take long for both boys' cocks to start twitching, Remus holding your head in place as his hips began setting the pace, thrusting into your mouth with stuttered moans leaving his mouth alongside every movement. Sirius's hips began moving as well, craving the friction your hand provided as his orgasm built as well, his cock twitching in your hand

A soft "I'm gonna cum!" was all the warning you received from the taller boy, thick spurts of white hitting the back of your throat, cutting off your oxygen supply for a moment. Seeing his boyfriend in ecstasy seemed to push Sirius over the edge as well, letting out a pornographic moan as he came, coating your tits and hand in his seed.

Remus pulled out gingerly from your mouth, a breathless "Swallow" coming from his mouth, the warm fluid running down your throat as you followed his instructions. The boys watched you as you did, mesmerized in the way you glistened under the dim lighting, perspiration and cum coating your skin.

"So pretty for us bunny, such a good girl."

You smiled innocently, juxtaposing the bead of cum mixed with spit running down your lower lip.

"Wanna feel good now puppy?"

You nodded up at Remus, looking at Sirius for a quick moment who ducked down to press a quick kiss on your forehead, moving back to the position he was sat in earlier.

"Go ahead Rem. Wanna watch."

⚔︎.

Still sat on your knees, Remus pushed you lightly down on to the pillows, your body bouncing slightly on the mattress. Remus quickly followed you down, kissing you lightly – almost innocently – if not for the knee that nudged your legs apart, followed by the hand that trailed to your soaking cunt.

The werewolf's skilled fingers rubbed your lower lips tenderly, making your hands wrap around his neck as he drew out a moan that faded out against his lips, before pushing his forefinger into your tight hole, stretching you out in a way that you hadn't experienced in a long time.

"You're so tight pup, feel so good around my finger."

You mewled against the boy's lips, your hips bucking as he entered a second, curling them slightly. Your breath hitched as his other hand moved down to rub your sensitive nub, Remus's mouth leaving yours to pepper kisses on your neck.

"You like that bunny?"

You nodded fervently at Sirius, your eyes squeezing shut as you moaned out loudly, unable to keep in the sounds of pleasure any longer, forgoing any facade of embarrassment.

"I can tell. Moaning like a little slut for us. Just begging for cock, hmm?"

You could only whine as you felt your orgasm quickly building, the onslaught of attention you were receiving a wild contrast to the pent up sexual frustration you were used to.

"Need to cum Re."

You only received a nip on the neck in response, the brunette sucking a hickey into the unmarked skin, a trace of tonight that will be left for all to see.

"You've got to ask nicely baby, otherwise Moony's not gonna let you."

Whining, your hands moved to pull lightly at Remus's hair, making him pause and look up at you, lips slightly swollen from kissing and biting your skin. Although his mouth was no longer in action, Remus's hands still continued in their ministrations, drawing fast circles on your clit as he pumped three fingers in and out of you, making your eyes draw close for a second before looking back at him.

"Re, please, can I cum please?"

Tears welled in your eyes as the intense need to release grew to be too much to handle, and Remus smiled at the sight, placing a soft kiss on your left collarbone.

"Course pup, such a good girl for asking. Cum f'me."

You cried out in relief, a tear escaping your eyes as they squeezed shut, tightening around Remus's fingers as you let go, waves of pleasure running through your body as your legs shook.

As you came down from your orgasm, Remus pulled his fingers out of you, placing a soft kiss on your right collarbone before moving back up to look into your eyes.

"Suck, love."

His fingers were covered in you, and your mouth dropped open to suck on them lightly, swirling your tongue to clean his fingers properly.

"D'you think you can keep going puppy?"

The tall boy's eyes were clouded with concern as he looked down at you, relieved as you nodded, your legs spreading shyly as they shook slightly in a bout of post-orgasmic bliss.

"Want you inside me Re."

Your words were but a whisper, yet it still caught the attention of both boys, the werewolf's eyes darkening at your words.

"Anything you want, my love."

⚔︎.

Remus lifted your legs, gripping your thighs as he pulled you closer towards him, before pumping himself slightly. He drew the tip of his cock up and down your soaked lips, making you moan at the feeling on your sensitive cunt.

He pushed the tip into you slowly, your walls stretching around him, the tightness making both of you moan out in unison. You held onto Remus's shoulders tightly, your nails digging into his skin as he pushed into you further, a soft cry of pain escaping you as he bottomed out.

"You okay puppy?"

Your eyes squeezed shut as you bit your lip harshly, your walls pulsing around him as you tried to get used to his size, the boy groaning in pleasure at how good you felt around him.

"You're so fucking tight love."

Your eyes fluttered open for a second, your head lulling to the side to see Sirius tugging on his cock, teasing the tip with his thumb as he watched the two of you. His shirt had come off at some point, and you admired his quidditch-toned body for a moment before looking back up at Remus.

"Look so pretty with Rem's cock inside you bunny, feel good?"

You whined, shaking your head as you shifted your hips under the boy.

"Hurts, Remmy's too big."

Remus pressed a kiss to your lips softly, bracing himself as he fought the need to move his hips, waiting for you get used to his size.

"Hurts, bunny? Poor baby, hmm?"

Sirius mocked you through pouted lips, his hand slowly pumping his shaft as he watched you, his eyes narrowed in mock concern.

"You're the one that was begging for his cock just now, weren't you?"

Whining, you tried to deny it but the pain slowly turned to pleasure, and your whines turned into a slight moan, biting down on your lip as you dug your nails into Remus's shoulders further, grinding your hips up into the boy's.

"Can I move now love?"

You nodded fervently, legs wrapping around the boy's hips as he pulled out of you slowly, his hands pulling your waist to lift you higher before pushing back into you. His hips began thrusting in and out of you slowly, picking up the pace with every movement.

With every thrust, the pleasure seemed the grow, your face twisting in pleasure and your moans growing louder. Remus seemed to be encouraged by the lewd sounds you made, thrusting quicker and quicker, so much so that your body jolted with each movement.

“You feel so good pup, fuck, so good f’me.”

Your eyes fluttered open to look at Remus for a second, admiring the way his handsome face was focused and scrunched up in ecstasy. He shifted your hips higher, and in that moment you felt him hit something inside you that made you let out a soft scream, the contact sending sparks of pleasure up your body.

“Re! Fuck, please do that again. Please.”

Remus slammed his hips back into yours, hitting that pleasurable spot again and again, causing you to let out scream after scream of pleasure. Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed Sirius’s hand moving at the same pace as Remus, his other hand fondling his balls as his cock leaked dribbles of cum.

“Feel good puppy?”

You nodded, unable to produce words with the feelings of pleasure coursing through your body.

“Can’t speak Y/N? Have you been fucked dumb, bunny?”

You couldn’t deny Sirius’s words as you let out a sharp cry, the stimulation Remus gave you hitting an apex as he dropped his hand to rub your clit, his fingers drawing figure eights on the sensitive nub.

“Just our pretty little cockslut, yeah Y/N? Begging and screaming for our cocks.”

Your moans only grew louder at Sirius’s filthy words, your second orgasm of the day bubbling inside you quickly.

“Like that? Like being our little cockslut? What are you Y/N?”

Sirius’s moans interrupted his words, his own orgasm building alongside yours and Remus’s, his hand growing sloppy in its pumps as he watched the two of you, fighting to keep his eyes open in ecstasy.

“I’m yours, your pretty little cockslut.”

Your walls began tightening around Remus, making the boy moan out as his hips stuttered, almost unable to keep moving at the euphoric feeling.

“Fuck, bunny, can I cum inside you?”

You nodded your assent, hands moving from the boy’s shoulders up to his neck, pulling him closer down towards you as you both moaned simultaneously, reaching your climaxes in unison. Your lips met as both of you moaned out, your hips gyrating in pleasure as you rode out your orgasm.

Faintly, you registered Sirius cumming alongside the two of you, his low moan and muttered explicits leading to him painting his abs with a thin white coating.

Slowly, Remus pulled himself out of your tender body, your legs shaking as he did. He collapsed beside you.

Sirius got up slowly, stepping fully out of his pants that had clung to his mid-thigh during this entire predicament. He stood above you, holding your chin tenderly to admire you in your post-orgasmic state.

Your eyes were dilated, chest heaving as you tried to regain your composure. He tilted your head up, smirking slightly at the marks Remus had left on your neck, and his cum drying on your chest.

His thumb swiped your bottom lip, a motion almost featherlight, before pushing it into your mouth softly, your tongue immediately encircling the appendage.

“Our pretty girl.”

loki laufeyson

“We were always calling ourselves the ‘Scooby Doo’ gang, like we were Daphne and Velma and Shaggy and Fred.” — Maya Hawke

STRANGER THINGS 4 + Scooby Doo

would you be up to do bff remus with no boundaries?? i think that would be an interesting dynamic

maybe like after a full moon and she just like fully gives him a shower, or something where he’s just completely naked and the boys are so confused at what’s happening

"Arm up, Rem," You hum, but your fingers pry at his pale, scarred skin before he can even begin moving a muscle.

You lift his bicep away from his side, bringing the lathered loofa in your hand to swipe through the curve of his armpit. Suds slide down his sides and you hear him hiss as they mingle with his still-healing cuts and scrapes, but there's nothing to be done except cleaning them before they can be dressed.

"Easy, easy," You rub a hand over his back in a soothing circle that carefully avoids his injuries, "Just gotta get 'em clean, then we can dress them. You can sleep on your stomach, that'll help the ones on your back. How'd you even get scratches on your back?"

"It's all the ladies I occupy my time with," Remus drawls, but his pain is evident in the weakness of his voice, "Women love werewolves."

When you don't answer, leaving an purposefully awkward silence behind that swirls with the steam from the shower, Remus sighs, "Got all scratched up from the tree branches out there."

You drag the loofa from his side to his back, carefully ghosting over the caked dirt around his wounds. His knuckles turn white as he clenches his fists, but when he tries drawing one into his mouth to bite at it you take it in your own free hand.

"No biting. That's reserved for your better half."

"Are you talking about Sirius, or the wolf? Sirius bites me," Remus grumbles, and- speak of the devil, there's feet pounding obnoxiously up the stairs and towards the dorms.

"Moony, we've got all the chocolate we could carry," Sirius informs him, and there's the sound of wrapped goods being piled on Remus's comforter before James and Sirius step into the doorway of the bathroom.

James lets out an 'ooh' and turns away with a grimace when he sees you kneeled beside Remus's naked form beneath the spray of water, but Sirius stands stock-still, frozen by some mix of intrigue and horror.

"Uh, are we interrupting something?"

"Just a bath," You smile kindly at them, scrubbing gently at Remus's neck, "He has trouble getting his back sometimes."

"Sometimes- have you two done this before?"

"After every moon." You nod helpfully when Remus merely ducks his head to rest between his knees, "You two are usually either asleep or trying to get grass out of your pelts."

There's something green in Sirius's hair that proves the two were unsuccessful this time around.

"Oh. I'm sorry, Moony, I didn't know you had a caregiver," Sirius snickers, "Does she help you put your panties on too?"

"Don't let him get to you, dove," Remus murmurs, his eyes slipping shut as the warm water seeps into his skin and heals an ancient ache in his bones, "He's just mad he'll never get to take yours off. They're a real pretty pattern, y'know," Remus glances up at Sirius with the ghost of a smirk on his face, muffled by pain but persistent all the same, "Shame she's not interested in showing 'em to you."

"You've seen her panties, mate?" James cuts in, peering over Sirius's shoulder, "What are you two?"

"Friends," You shrug, "But it's stuffy in here at night, and my sleeping pants get too warm."

"You're telling me all the times you two have slept over in here all snuggled up in his bed, that you've not had any pants on?"

"Well I don't make it a habit to strip in his bed," You scoff, scrubbing at a particularly stubborn grass stain on the pale plane of his hip, "But I can promise you that my pants are never gonna be on your floor, either one of you."

"Oh please, we wouldn't dream of stealing Moony's girl," Sirius claps James on the shoulder, "But whaddya think about that, mate? Strippin' down to cuddle in bed together? They seem to think it's a friendly endeavor."

"I typically only ditch my pants for Lily, Padfoot," James informs Sirius with a sympathetic smile, "But I'll ask her if I can bring my dog to her dorm tomorrow night. You can sleep at our feet."

Sirius begins valiantly arguing for a spot higher up on the bed, every dog's hardest battle to fight, but you're no longer interested in their antics or the noise they're producing. You reach out your foot to kick at the door, and it swings shut with a satisfying click.

"Thanks, love." Remus groans, his face squished between his knees, "They were givin' me a headache."

"They always give you a headache," You dig your thumbs into a tense spot on his back and he twitches beneath you with a hum of appreciation, "We should get a flat together without them. They can be the feral deer and dog that live outside our cottage."

"We'll have to call animal control" Remus grins wryly against the rounded bend of his knee as you lean forwards to wash beneath his thighs, "How strong are their strongest tranquilizer darts?"

𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐦𝐛!

pairings: eddie munson x fem!reader

summary: eddie munson feels terrible that a sweet girl like you has such a terrible boyfriend. it'd be a real shame if he couldn't help you out.

fic warnings (mdni 18+): reader is over 18, smut, cheating, blow jobs, eddie eating the shit out of you, fingering, teasing, heavy make-outs, mentions of weed/smoking weed, vaginal penetration, unprotected sex, creampie, eddie being a little bit possessive, corruption kink if you squint

Covered with ink, the smell of weed lingering in his hair, the Hellfire Club enthusiast could only leave so much to the mind's imagination. He liked to keep true to his name, to let people think their scandalous thoughts about him as he walked by, never asking because that would mean they were communicating with the sinner himself. 

But Eddie Munson, alongside other things, was a fun person to hang around. He didn’t give a flying shit if the old ladies he passed by wrinkled their noses at his hair, or if people liked to gossip whether or not he made a deal with the devil. He was easy to talk to, comforting at times, and even caring if he truly tried hard. 

With that, there were other things that only you could see. The little laugh he let out when you opened up your front door to him, shushing him as the two of you tiptoed to your room. Or the way he pressed a little kiss to your cheek before leaving out the back, waving farewell to you from your window as you suppressed the giddy smile that made its way to your face. 

And it would be fine, really. Eddie could probably stay the night over, (maybe hide in your bathroom if your parents came up the stairs), but you two knew you could get away with it. And you could even stay over at his trailer if you wanted to, but both you and Eddie knew that there was one thing keeping you from spending the night tucked away in his arms. 

It’s just that your boyfriend just wasn’t a big fan of Eddie Munson.

But you think that’s what spurs Eddie on even more. 

Of being the sole person that everybody despises, of being able to defile you whenever he wants. Of being just too loud to raise suspicion, to have him look just around the corner and into your room to see you getting ruined by Eddie “the freak” Munson. 

Sometimes Eddie likes to play with fire, to challenge the devil as he leaves dark marks just high enough on your chest and neck so that most of your clothing could just barely cover it, and most times you’d resort to having to conceal it with makeup. 

Other times he’d like to write his name on the inside of your thigh, knowing that your pure and angelic boyfriend wouldn’t go looking down there anytime soon, but the thrill of your skirt being blown up by the spring winds and revealing the sinister acts that lay upon your supple skin.

But what Eddie finds funny about the whole thing is that most of the time, you don’t even try to hide it. Your hickies are almost always peeking through the layer of makeup or your clothing as if you wanted people to see them. Or how you wore the shortest skirt you could possibly find in hopes of having it scrunch up by accident, leaving people wandering eyes to zero in on the black marker lining your thighs. 

Something Eddie noticed about you was that you were a lot more sinister than you let on. Sure you went to school every day, acting as if you enjoyed it. And made the teachers happy with your grades and preppy attitude, but you were honestly a little minx that Eddie had never expected. 

Last week, for example, Eddie almost choked on the water he was drinking when you strolled into the cafeteria, not looking his way, caught up in something that your boyfriend was saying as you gave him a fake little laugh. But Eddie could see how you peeked over at his table, a sly grin on your lips as you went to rub your neck, his rings littering your finger as his eyes widened ever so slightly. Even worse was that you were wearing his shirt, the one he left at your house over the weekend. All while your boyfriend had his arm wrapped around your waist, holding you protectively to his chest as if you were his girl.

So when he came by later that day, knocking on the door, twice, letting you know it was him as you ran past your parents to open it, you cracked it open to see him leaning on the frame, his hands behind his back, a sneaky smile on his face as you shielded him from your parents view. 

“Eddie!” You hissed, watching him gleam at your annoyance at his lack of caution.

“What? Wanted to surprise you,” He whispers with a pout, eyes racking over your form as he lets out a low whistle, “Prettiest girl in the whole damn world.” And he knows exactly what to say to make you forget why you were mad at him. 

It had been days without you two seeing each other like this, being so close that you could see his doe eyes watching you carefully, hoping that he wasn’t crossing the line showing up like this. But deep down, he knew he wasn’t. Because as lonely as he was without you, you could barely function properly these days spent without having him by your side.

You watch as he pulls out his hands and shows you a little bag, “Someone was selling these while I was driving by and thought you’d want some.” And your frown can’t stay there for long as he motions for you to pick a cherry, ripe as it was just the perfect time of year for them. You bashfully grin, obliging him as you grab the ruby-colored fruit, popping it in your mouth as he gave you a little wink.

You had no idea how he could remember the little things you told him alongside all the other things happening in his life. But he’d do little thighs like this; bring you food when you called him late at night, tapping on your window to let him in, remembering the little things you liked and bringing them up late in conversation. It just made you fall even more in love with him, and it was painful that at the end of the day none of it would matter.

“Y/n? Who is it?” You heard your mom call out, worried about your quick behavior change, peeking over to see who it was but you slammed the door shut. You quickly swallowed, spitting out the seed into your hand as you waved her worry off.

“It’s Chrissy! She wants to study for our test!” You paused, “Can I go with her?” And you knew your mother wouldn’t ever say no to you hanging out with Chrissy Cunnigham.

“Of course! Tell Laura I said hello!” And that’s all you needed as you said your haste goodbyes, sprinting out the door as you were stopped by long arms, his signature smell wafting around you as you giggled against his chest. 

He held out the bag of cherries again, his eyes softening as you took another, nudging him with your shoulder as you smiled down into the ground.

“Trying to butter me up, Munson? I’m not going to suck you off while you drive, it’s a safety hazard.” You tell him with a raised brow as you chew, your lips tinting red.

“You know me so well Y/n,” He shakes his head, grinning to himself as he lets out a laugh, “But no, not today, pretty. Just thought you’d like it,” You roll your eyes, reaching for another one as you walk with Eddie to his van.

You were close enough to him that his hair tickled your nose, and his skin was hot as yours was he opened the car door for you with an exaggerated movement, causing you to laugh at his chivalry as he gave you a playful wink.

“Ladies first, sweetheart.” And you let go of his hand, letting him shut the door for you as he rounded the car, climbing in the driver's seat as the van roared to life. He placed the little bag of cherries in the middle, opening it towards you as you softened up at his little gesture. 

You drummed your fingers on your thigh, glancing at him from the corner of your eyes as he caught your stare, giving you a sloppy kiss on your cheek as you laughed, unable to control yourself around him.

“My rings, huh?” He asked as he turned the corner, glancing at your fingers that were still littered with his jewelry, a sort of brand he had on you that even your pathetic excuse of a boyfriend couldn’t ever achieve, “Little bit risqué don’t you think?”

“Thought you’d like it.” You answer coyly, reaching for his hand as you played with his fingers, tracing his palm as he let you, his cheeks dusted in light pink as he tore his eyes away from the road for a second to see you mindlessly toying with the skin of his arm. 

“Yeah, more than liked it,” He grumbled as he remembered you fidgeting with his rings that day, tugging at the collar of his shirt as you sneakily put his little love bites on display, “Almost ran over there and fucked you on the table.” 

Your cheeks heat in embarrassment, but it didn’t stop you from tugging at his fingers playfully. 

“Everybody would have rioted,” You joke as you put his hand back down to his lap, not missing the sound he made at the back of his throat, the one that told you he didn’t want you to stop as you grinned, “Think my boyfriend would drop from a seizure.” 

You pause, your lips pursing as silence floods between the two of you. You knew how he felt about your boyfriend, even though he never outwardly said it. Though glances shared in between periods, walking down the hall with you in his arms and the glares Eddie would shoot him didn’t leave much room for questioning. 

“Want a cherry?” You ask, trying to break the tense air as you plucked one from the bag, twisting off the stem as you held it up for him. 

He leaned to your side, eyes never leaving the road as he opened his mouth, letting you drop it on his tongue as he heard you let out a chuckle, rubbing his hand on the gearshift as he warmed up under your touch. 

“Still think apples are better but … not bad,” He murmured, spitting out the seed into his hand, “Better not be though ‘cause that shit cost me a fucking arm and a leg. Roadside vendors just rob you blind.” 

You click your tongue against your teeth, your smile dropping at his words. 

“Eddie…” You say with a sigh, pulling out another cherry as you held it up to his mouth, his brows furrowing as he shrugged at your tone. 

“What?” He opened his mouth for another and you obliged, “My girl likes cherries, so I bought her some cherries.” Your heart almost stopped as he spoke, but he didn’t seem to pay any attention to his words, nudging your elbow with his as he silently asked for another cherry. 

My girl. 

This whole arrangement was supposed to be a one-time thing. Your boyfriend refused to touch you, saying that he’d wait until the two of you were married. He’d go as far as a peck against your lips, but your hormones were raging and you doubted his little kiss was going to cut it for you.

Ever since you saw him, you knew that in some way or another Eddie Munson was going to be your savior. At first, you only talked when you wanted an escape, and he seemed to always have it ready in that little bin he carried around. 

Smoking with him at first was unusual, seeing how you normally did it in the confines of the forest, hidden away from the naked eye. But you slowly warmed up to him, your mind betraying you as you began to realize that the so-called “freak” of the school was probably the sanest one out there. 

Since then, lingering touches turned into experimental kisses, kisses turned into long hours spent in his trailer, and soon Eddie was fucking you on every surface he could find. Ranging from the back of his van, his bed, your bed, and the woods behind the school. And at first, you felt guilty, you did, but you couldn’t feel that way for long when Eddie made you feel the way you did. 

You told him that it would never happen again, that this was a mistake and you should have never played into lust's temptation, but Eddie Munson managed to reel you back, and after a while, it seemed like you truly longed for his touch. 

And the worst part is, you don’t think you’ve ever felt this way about anybody before. 

Not even your boyfriend, who seemed intent on sharing a future with you. You can’t recall the last time somebody had made you laugh as much as Eddie had, or held you close to his chest as if you mattered. He liked to talk about things, never focusing on just himself when he told stories. 

You knew that you had said it was only beneficiary, nothing else, no feeling attached. But glancing over at Eddie as he drove, his head somewhere else as he hummed a tune to a song he had heard on the radio, you felt yourself wanting to break your own rules.

So instead of dwelling on your warping feeling, the mind-numbing hope that maybe Eddie felt the same way you do, you opted to do something else. You looked out the window, staring at the flashing trees and the road as you saw the familiar sign that welcomed you into the trailer park, and he could see how you almost perked in your seat as he slowed down the van as he pulled up into his trailer. 

“Home sweet home,” He muttered, leaning across from you as he dragged your door open, the action making you let out a playful giggle as you lightly pushed his shoulder, kissing his mess of hair as you hopped out. 

Eddie raced you to the door, opening it for you as you gave him a little curtsy, earning a hearty chuckle from his end as he followed you inside, thankful that his uncle was away at the plant because he didn’t want him around for what would be following. 

You had become familiar with the flower-printed walls of the trailer, the scent of his recently smoked blunt lingering in the air. The bra you had forgotten here last week was probably somewhere hidden under his bed and you kept kicking yourself for forgetting to bring it with you whenever you come over.

“So…” You clap your hands together, turning around to find Eddie already getting his boots off, shrugging off his leather coat as he placed it on the nook on the wall, “Do you want to- mph,” Before you could finish the question you felt your back being pushed roughly against the counter, quick fingers kneading at the skin of your hips as his nose nudged against yours. 

“Needy much?” You ask, your sarcastic nature peeking through as Eddie groaned, rolling his eyes as his hands eagerly moved across your body. He could barely think straight after everything you had put him through, much less try to be patient. 

“If I parade around in that black shirt you like so much all day, you tell me how needy you are.” He lamented, biting at your neck as your eyes widened, hands trailing up his back as they found purchase tugging at his hair. 

He was right. You’d jump him when you had the chance. 

“I just…” Your voice caught in the back of your throat when his lips pressed against the skin of your jaw, hot as they pressed little kisses along your skin, “I just thought it’d be a good idea.” You whimper slightly when Eddie presses you deeper into the counter, the wood digging into your back as he pushes more of his weight onto you. 

“Yeah?” You could feel his breath against your cheek, heat flaming upwards as you looked up into his eyes, “That was your definition of a good idea?” 

And honestly, you would have answered him back had he not leaned back down, his lips pressing feverishly against yours as you let out a surprised squeal. He was rough, your teeth clashing with one another as he tried to put his emotions into his actions, his hands coming up as they cradled the back of your neck, thumbs resting alongside your face as he tilted your head upwards. 

He kissed you in that particular way you liked, the one that he knew made you go crazy. With his tongue swiping against yours, toying with you as he barely let you get a breather. He could still taste the cherries he had bought for you, making him moan into the kiss as you tugged at his roots. You were wearing that lipgloss he liked so much, too, which just seemed to make him go feral. 

“Taste like fuckin heaven,” He teased as he pulled away, his soft eyes looking at your dazed ones as you shot him a lazy smile. His thumb rubbed at the corner of your mouth, trying to clean it off the smeared gloss. He stared at your swollen lips, at the way you followed his every move and his thumb slipped through the corner of your lips. 

He went to pull away, his movements too slow and you too fast as your tongue swirled around it, never breaking eye contact with him as he whimpered, pressing his finger tight against the roof of your tongue, hearing your sweet little sounds following shortly after. He gently pulled your jaw down, your compliance making it easy for him to move you to his command. Seeing how the spit was pooling around his finger, he could feel his pants getting tighter at the sight. 

“Shit,” He muttered, “You don’t h-have to…fuck,” Eddie could barely think as you let go of his thumb with a pop, his cock straining as your hands pawed at the zipper, your eyes wide, silently asking him if it was okay. He wanted to laugh if he could; as if he’d ever say no. 

He nodded, his lips slightly shaking as he watched you fall to your knees, slow in your actions as you played with him a bit. You knew he liked it when you looked up, his pupils blown wide when your nose nudged at the bulge, a twinkling look in your eyes, knowing he was going to be wrecked in a couple of seconds.

He saw your hands moving gracefully, tugging at the zipper, undoing the buttons of his jeans, gingerly taking off his belt as his pants quickly pooled around his legs. 

You could see the contour of his dick against his boxers, the little beads of precum that stained the fabric. You grinned, fingers moving as they softly traced the outline, hearing his shuddering breaths as you squeezed the tip. 

“Y-you're killin’ me up here sweetheart.” He muttered, a shaky sigh escaping his lips as he tried to smile.

“Be patient Eddie,” You giggled, pressing a little kiss to the precum forming, the salty taste familiar as you went to tug his briefs down. You watched as his dick sprang free, slapping you on the cheek as you let out a little moan, the size of him never fails to surprise you, “You’re so big  - fuck Eddie.” He whines at your words, at the way your nails drag up and down the long vein that wrapped around his cock.

Eddie can’t wait anymore with your teasing, waiting days to do this as he grasps the back of your head, jutting his hips forward so that his dick pushes past your lips, a little groan escaping your throat as he keeps pushing himself deeper into your open mouth. 

“Jesus fucking Christ - shit - just,” He shut his eyes for a second, trying to compose himself, “Just like that. You’re so… so good at this - shit,” He began moving after letting you get adjusted, your nose hitting his pelvis as it brushed against his little tufts of hair. You let him guide your head, let him set the pace as he let out the sweet little moans you cherished so much, “What would your boyfriend say if he knew - fuck - that his girlfriend was such a slut for my cock?” And even though you don’t answer, he knew how his words affected you.

When this whole thing started, he tried to be as gentle and caring as possible. You told him all about how your boyfriend would neglect you, leaving you to fend for yourself, and that you were shy and genuinely had no idea what you were doing. 

So he’d coax you through it, tell you had to suck him off as you obediently listened to his every instruction. But now, after months of bending you to his will, Eddie couldn’t control himself when he was around you anymore.

“No one’s as good as you,” He stopped momentarily, shuddering as your tongue ran up and down his length, “Fuck, you take me so well…” And you did because Eddie taught you how. You hoped that after months of letting him fuck your throat you had picked up something, tricks that you knew made him go crazy. 

And you could feel him shaking, his grips on your head weakening as his fingers tugged at your roots. He was getting close, but before you could feel him release down your throat he pulled away, your brows furrowing in confusion as you looked up at him. 

“Thanks, sweetheart, but,” He murmured, his thumb rubbing at your lips, smiling as he went to collect a mixture of his pre and your spit, bringing it up to his mouth as he watched you clench your thighs at the sight, “Wanna finish with you tonight.” 

Your chest was heaving, but you smiled, shakily standing up, feeling the sting of the carpet on your knees as you winced a little. Eddie cooed at your reaction, rubbing at your neck as he pressed a kiss to your lips, guiding you towards the direction of his bedroom as you followed him silently. 

The familiar walls and smell of his room made you smile, a comfort you had been reaching out for in the last couple of weeks seeing that Eddie was busier with his campaign. Before you could look around too much he followed in, hands on your waist as he closed the door behind the two of you.

He didn’t want to waste any time as he pushed you down onto the mattress, his hands cradling your head so that it wouldn’t thump too harshly against the springs like it did last time and he smiled against your chin, almost forgetting where he was as you nudged his hips. He motioned for you to crawl on his lap, and you obliged, settling yourself so that you rubbed against his hardon, earning a little gasp whenever you tried to adjust yourself on his thighs.

“You are so gonna be the death of me.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing, Munson.” He laughs, the sound vibrating against your chest as he plays with the little necklace you had worn, staring up at you as you carded your finger through his chocolate curls. He stares deeply, not wanting to ever forget that he has Hawkins High's golden girl straddling his lap, looking at him like he exists. It drives him insane and riddles his mind every night about how you could possibly come back to him whenever you do.

“So pretty…” He murmured, sucking at your neck as you shuffled around in his iron grip, your eyes squeezed shut as he moved to your collarbone, “You’re always so pretty.” He hopes you know he’s not just saying it to make you like him more because the way you look right now could make him lift the world if he really wanted to. 

Your nose wrinkles and his heart drops, worried that he did something wrong, that his room smells too much for you, but your brows furrow in that cute way, your tongue poking out as you try to think of what was different. 

“Is that a new shampoo?” You tug his head closer to your nose, your attitude different from the one you had seconds ago as he chuckles, his chest vibrating against yours as he nods in your hands as he lets out a sigh of relief. 

“Mhm,” He kissed your collarbone as you were busy sniffing his hair, “It’s that one I kept telling you about, remember?” 

You nod, hoping that he knows you remember almost everything about him. How you want to remember because you couldn’t ever forget the little snippets of his life he tells you about. You know how he likes his eggs, where he places each ring (because he has a system - he’s not an animal), and how every nook and cranny of his room is decorated with memorabilia he collected over the years.

“Of course I do, that green one, right?” You mutter, and he nods as you kiss the crown of his head, “It smells really good.” He beamed, rubbing at your back as his hands slipped up your shirt. 

You felt him tug at the hem of your shirt, a little sign you had picked up on over the months as you helped him as you lifted your arms, your shirt quickly coming off as he never left your tits and the lacey bra you were wearing. 

He swallowed dryly, the sound audible as you raised a brow at his reaction, your lips tugging up into a little grin as his hands moved up your back to find the clasps. When he finally got it after seconds of playing with it he was quick as he tugged the straps down your arm, tossing the bra to the side, surely another one lost to the many you had left in his room.

“You’re acting like you’re in middle school Eddie,” You tell him with a chuckle, poking his sides as he glances at you, “It’s nothing you haven’t seen before.” And he shakes his head, his fingers playing with your nipples as your eyes flutter shut at the sensation. His rings drag against your skin, the temperature difference causing goosebumps to follow in their wake as your thighs clench at the feeling. 

“Shut up,” He murmurs, flushing pink as he takes one of your nipples into his mouth. He rubs at the other one, not leaving it unattended as you, and you heat up in embarrassment as he flashes you a smirk, cupping them in his palms as he gives both of them a gentle kiss, “Let me have my moment.”

You groan, covering your face in your hands as he laughs against your soft skin, taking this opportunity to trail his fingers downwards, pulling at your shorts as he slowly rubs against your clothed mound. 

“E-Eddie!” You squeal, squirming as he simply smiles, his thumb moving around to find your clit, your mouth falling slack as he continues to rub against it, the friction of the fabric causing you to squirm around in his hold, “P-please, oh…” You trail off when he quickened his pace.

“Please what?” His tone was taunting, the kind you hated because now you knew what he wanted, “‘M not going to give you anything if you don’t ask for it. Where're your manners, sweetheart?” You let out a little cry, your head falling into the crook of his neck as his other hands gingerly stroked your back in a comforting way. 

“Eddie,” You whimpered against the column of his skin, searching for the spot that made him go weak, his breathing shuddering as you dragged your lips against it, “Please…god fuck, please touch me.” Eddie snorts, his hands stopping their movements as he raises his brow in questioning. 

“Where?” His thumb presses up harshly against your swollen clit, dragging it down south as you whine again, “Here?” And you dumbly nod, not knowing if you had it in yourself to tell him what you want.

He didn’t have to be told twice as he hooked his fingers along the waistband of your panties, tugging them down as he flung them off into the abyss of his room. He could see how your chest was heaving with labored breaths, and he grinned inwardly knowing that nobody else would be able to see you like this. 

He flattened you down on the bed, pushing down on your stomach as you followed his movements, watching as he stretched, flashing you a charming grin.

He pressed a little kiss to the inner corner of your thighs, each one closer to your awaiting cunt, his nose rubbing alongside your clit, giving it a little sniff as you groaned, your hands pawing at the bedsheets as he smiled against you.

“You’re such a perv, Eddie.” You mutter, turning your head to the side so that he couldn’t see your expression. 

“Yeah, I know,” He chuckled, giving little kitten licks as you shuddered again, “But you like it, don’t you? Like knowing that I’m the only one that can touch you like this?” And you can’t answer him because you both know he’s right.

You can’t say anything as his tongues swirl against your folds, lapping up your essence as you moan, your cries growing louder and louder as he increases his movements. Everything he did was driving you towards the edge, especially when he looked up from between your thighs, smiling knowingly against your skin as he sucked loudly at your clit 

“So wet - fuck,” He groans, his tongue moving past your entrance as he watches your eyes roll back, “Shit…and you taste so fucking good,” And the obscene sounds mixed with the way he swirls his tongue around your hole is enough to make you go crazy. 

You knew he hadn’t been going at it for long but he was so skilled in knowing how to unravel you that you could already feel your thighs shaking, his grips on them tightening as he tried to hold you down. You carded your fingers through his hair, trying to move his head up and down the expanse of your cunt. 

“Just like that,” He’d say, his tongue moving up to your clit as he pumped a finger in and out, his eyes shutting momentarily as he felt you clamp down on him, “S-sweetheart you’re so fucking tight. Even after all this time,” You let out unintelligible babble as he drew circles on the bundle of nerves, adding another finger as you cried out for him. 

“Eddie! Fuck, s-shit,” Your words slurred together as he quicked his pace, feeling how you squeezed against his digits, “Don’t stop - umph!” You bit down at the back of your hand to muffle the scream you would have let out. 

“God, Eddie, please, oh, just,” You cry out, “Faster, please!” And he obliges your change in nature from when he first met you only going south.

“Come on sweetheart, almost there,” He coaxed you through it, his fingers and tongue never letting up, “You’re doing fucking amazing, come on, cum, there you go…” You twitched around as your toes curled, white flashing before your eyes as you let out a scream, your climax washing over you as Eddie made sure not to waste a drop of your release, quick to lap it all as he sucked his fingers dry. 

He grinned as he took in your wasted state; your legs spread wide open for him, pussy twitching from your orgasm, wet and shiny in the dim light of his room. He wanted to punch himself for forgetting to stock up on film to take a picture of this very moment.

“You look ruined.” He said teasingly,  moving down as he balanced himself on his arms, pressed a sloppy kiss to your lips as you whined at the taste of yourself on him. He trailed down, sucking at your neck, just above your collarbone. He made sure to leave another mark for tonight, reveling in the way you’d groan at him, smacking him in the arm for not being conspicuous enough, but not even bothering to cover it up when the time came.

“Because of you,” You muttered weakly, stretching your legs wider so that he could situate himself more comfortably. His fingers kneaded at the meat of your thighs, running down your calves, and he winked as he caught your stare. 

His hands grasped at your ankles, moving them up and to his shoulders as you winced a little bit at the uncomfortable stretch. He pressed a kiss to them, a small thank you for being so acquiescent.

Before he could continue you saw how he paused, his fingers still rubbing at your calves as he looked at the drawer next to his desk. You followed his gaze, your mind working fast as you tried to contain the little grin that graced your face when you tapped his shoulder, bringing his attention back to you.

“Don’t have to,” You whisper, your voice thick as his brows furrowed in confusion before you continued, “I’m on the pill.”

And he chokes a little bit, his eyes widening as you giggle at his reaction. The idea of doing it raw with you had been plaguing his mind ever since he first felt you wrap around him, wondering just how warm you were, and he could barely think straight when he thought about spilling in you, his cum overflowing from your pretty pussy as he marked you in the most intimate way possible. He was so lost in the little trance you had placed upon him that he could barely register your gentle touch as you rubbed at his cheeks. 

“Y’hear me, Eds?” You asked, worried as he seemed like he went to his little world as his grip on you tightened just a bit. And he nodded, looking back to you as he leaned back down, his hands moving away from your legs as your ankles slid down, catching you in an unexpected kiss. It was feverish and crazy how he moved against you, wet and sloppy as he tried to make it fast but he couldn’t with the way you held his jaw in your hands, looking up at him softly as your eyes searched his. 

“Y-yeah, heard you just fine, sweetheart.” He said through a grumble as he cleared his throat, pressing another peck to your forehead as he moved back down, readjusting himself to where he originally was as he rubbed at his ears glowing pink.

“Make me go crazy, seeing you like this,” Eddie murmurs as he aligns his tip with your entrance, groaning at the feeling as you stroke his arms, your finger trailing upwards as they push the hair out of his face, “You’re so fucking hot, y’know that, right?” 

“Eddie please just,” You press your lips together as he quirks a brow, “God - please - just fuck me already!” He laughs at your outburst, evading the little punch you threw at his chest as he pressed a kiss up against your knuckles. 

“Whatever you want, sweetheart.”

He pushes his cock in, bottoming out in you as you scream at the feeling of him. It was much more different than you expected, feeling all of him in you as your lips trembled at the feeling of his veins dragging up your walls.

“Eddie! Fuck, ugh, oh fuck you’re s-so big!”

He whines at the way you grip his wrists, how tears spring up to your eyes as you try to get used to his size. 

He can feel your nails drag along his back, the pain not enough to hurt him as he tries to control himself, knowing that you had to adjust for a couple of seconds before he continued. It was evil the way you had him wrapped around your little finger, acting like he knew everything when he was a total mess whenever he was around you. 

Your eyes squeeze shut at the sting, his dick still managing to stretch you out after months of taking him. 

“S-stop,” He moaned out as you dragged your hands across his chest, your psalm freezing as he shivered, “Stop clamping down on me s’much sweetheart, gotta…” He breathed deeply through his nose, still trying not to move, “Gotta loosen up, j-just a little bit, fuck, p-please…” And you try, really you do, but he’s just so big that you don’t have the opportunity to do so.

So Eddie gives up, his hips betraying his mind as he pulls back out, slamming back down into you as your screams and moans wrap around him, holding his body like a vice as you grip at his arms, begging him quietly through your choked words to just slow down a little bit.

You can feel every little inch of him in you, his veins dragging up and down your walls as his tip teases that spongy part inside of you, his hands trailing down to where your bodies connected as he rubbed frantically at your clit, your eyes squeezing shut in ecstasy. 

“Shit - fuck, Y/n you feel so fucking amazing like this, fuck, fuck, fuck…” He groaned, his hands searching for yours, sliding them up as he curled his fingers with your, the bead of sweat trickling down his face as he kissed the tip of your nose in the loving way he always did.

It wasn’t that you weren't used to this, how he fucked you up and down on his cock.

Eddie Munson just always seemed to know how to fuck you stupid.

Words were incoherent from your mouth as you babble on about how amazing he was, his dick repeatedly hitting your g-spot as you gripped whatever you possibly could, your hands searching for something to hold because you felt like you’d be slipped away sooner than later. 

He hoists your leg up to his shoulder, leaning down as he nuzzles into your neck, letting out a choked moan as he kisses your breasts, sucking at them and leaving little bites all over them as he felt himself going insane with the way you clenched tightly around him. 

The smell of sweat and sex was defiling you all over again, Eddie's cologne mixing with the perfume you had spritzed on earlier that day, and it became addictive, the way you searched for it, something that only the two of you could create.

“Eddie, please, mphf!” You moaned as he captured the sound in a searching kiss, his tongue running along your lips wet with spit and tears, “Please, p-please cum in me, I wanna feel you so fucking b-bad!” You cried as his finger swirled faster against your clit. The feeling that mixed with the way he rutted his hips against you, his balls slapping against the flesh of your ass as it became drowned out by the sound of both your sobs. 

Both you and he could feel each other releases coming, with the way your walls began to clamp down even tighter and how he faltered, his legs growing weak from the weight of it all crashing down on him, his hold on your waist growing tighter than ever before as his hips slammed back down into your pelvis with less force than before. 

You trailed your fingers down to where he was circling your clit, all of it working together as you let out a little squeal as you gushed around him, your release coating his skin as he sputtered against you. 

“Shit! Fuck, oh god, Y/n, fuck, I’m c-coming…” He couldn’t finish his sentence as you felt his cum coating your walls, hot against your already burning folds as he slumped down, groaning into your chest as your hands stayed limped on his back. 

His dick was still pulsating inside of you, a little bulge from everything and he slowly pulled out, his cock growing soft as he watched his cum spill out of you, the sight nearly enough to make him hard again. 

“Holy fucking shit,” He muttered softly, his fingers going to your aching cunt as he tried to shove it back in there, not missing the way you moaned as he accidentally rubbed against your swollen clit, “Y’look so fucking hot right now.” 

And even in your dazed state, you managed to laugh, the sound warming up his chest as he engulfed one of your hands in his, bringing it up to his lips as he left tender kisses on your fingertips, trailing down to your knuckles as you melted at the gesture. 

“Shit, shit,” He muttered quickly as he notices all the marks littering your chest, his rings scratching alongside your waist from how tightly he was gripping you and he grimaced, “Sorry for hurtin’ you, didn’t mean to be so rough,” You would have argued if you weren't so tired. And regardless, you watched through blurry vision as he quickly jumped off the bed, tugging on some boxers as he sprinted out of the room only appearing minutes later with a wet towel. 

“Here,” He motioned for you to spread your legs a little bit so he could clean the mess between them, “There you go, just like that sweetheart,” He tried to be gentle, cooing at you as you winced as it dragged against the tender skin of your cunt, delicate kisses lining your entrance as he looked at you through his long lashes. 

“Y’did so fuckin’ amazing.” 

With a little giggle and a knowing smirk, you shrug, pulling him by the back of his neck as you kiss the corner of his lips. 

“I know Munson,” You push his hair behind his ear as he smiles into your lips, “You never fail to mention.”

He grins, flopping down beside you as he tosses your shirt back towards you, averting his gaze as he tugged it on, his innocence in moments like this making you fall for him even more than you already thought was possible. 

Eddie glanced at the clock on the wall, groaning at the time and you followed his gaze, the sinking feeling filling your stomach as you realized that it was beginning to get late and you’d have to go home soon. 

“Wish you’d just stay,” He whispered truthfully, turning his body so that he could press against your neck. 

“I know,” You kissed the side of his head as you nudged his jaw with your nose, wanting him to look at you as you smiled a little bit, “Soon.” 

He perked up a bit, eyes widening as he tried to decipher what you could mean. 

“Soon?”

“Soon,” You say with a giggle, laughing against his lips as he brings his hand up to cradle your face, smiling gleefully into the kiss as he gently bit your lip, pulling it forwards as your hands ran up and down the expanse of his naked torso. 

“Really?”

“Really really,” You say and he scoffs, almost not believing you as he raises his brows.

“You honestly mean it?” He sounded so optimistic, so tantalizingly precious that you couldn’t help but break into a wide grin, nodding against his face as he gripped your hips gently, kissing alongside your jaw as he could practically feel his heart beating sporadically in the limited space of his ribcage. 

“Cross my heart.” You say, doing the motion as his forehead relaxed, hugging and pulling you closer to his chest as his fingers trailed across the curves, the little dips your body allowed only him to see. 

The beating of his heart was loud, yet peaceful enough to lull you into a state of calm, your breathing slowing down as his hands mapped every crevice of your torso, pinching playfully at your thighs as you giggled in his grasp. 

“Think I’m starting to like cherries more,” He murmured against your skin, his lips hot on your shoulder as you smiled up at the ceiling, eyes twinkling as Eddie traced little shapes onto your stomach. 

“Yeah?” He hummed a bit as you couldn’t help but laugh at it all, “Why’s that Munson?” 

“Apples just don't...” He paused trying to think of how to phrase it correctly, “They don’t cut it anymore, if you get what I’m saying.” 

“I’m sorry but,” You chuckle as he smiles against you, “I don’t think I do, Eds.” It was these little conversations that you cherished more than anything, where both of you were carefree and the world around you didn't matter because the way he held you tightly against him made you feel so many different things at once you couldn’t process the emotion somethings.

“Yeah, well,” He gave an exaggerated sigh, “Cherries have the annoying seeds and they charge fifty times more for them but,” He licks your neck and you heat up, “They remind me of you. Apples now remind me of Henderson and his lunches packed with that god-awful smelling baloney.” You give him a hearty laugh, turning around as you kiss him, not able to stop because he always managed to toy with your heart in this particular way that made you wonder why you hadn’t met him sooner. 

The night faded out with him bringing you back home, dropping you off with a tender kiss and a farewell wave, acting like your very own knight as he left you beaming by your front door, your feet digging into the concrete as you reached up on your tiptoes to wave goodbye to him. And you Realized at that very moment that Eddie Munson had total reign over you now, and nobody could match up to him again. 

So when you meant soon, you really did mean it. 

That following day you strolled into the cafeteria, straying away from the boy attached by your side as you ignored his confusing calls, wondering why in the world you were walking towards Eddie Munson.

Your smile was bright and gleaming as he watched through a calculating gaze, leaving everybody in that lunchroom stunned and speechless as you leaned up and dragged him down by the neck to press a sloppy kiss to his lips, his smile apparent even as you pulled away, his hands never leaving your hips as he raised his brows. 

“New gloss?” He asked, feeling the eyes of everybody in that room as he motioned his finger to his lips, and you shot him an apologetic look as you wiped it off with your thumb. 

“Mhm, it's cherry!” You tell him with a little giggle, “Thought you’d like it!”

Eddie Munson was a man long gone after that, groaning as he swooped you back into his arms, not caring that your boyfriend was shouting loudly behind you, demanding to know what in the actual fuck was happening. 

Because now, Eddie could finally kiss that obnoxious flavored gloss off your lips and knowingly stare at the world with a cocky smirk because you were always going to be his.

Take me. Wreck Me. Ruin Me.(Draco Malfoy x Reader)- 18+

Summary: You used to work as a maid at the Malfoy Manor before the war and you still visit every day after the war because you don’t want Draco to be all alone. In between all this, he develops a dark kind of fixation with you.

Warnings: smut, derogatory terms daddy kink-ish, dom!draco, spanking, maid outfit, mature language and themes, 18+, reader discretion is highly advised, all acts are consensual and a safe word is in place

A/n: back with more filth. My first venture into Daddy kink and maid uniform smut so….idk how I feel about this fic🥸 but, you have been warned HAHA.

“Would you like a cup of tea, Draco?” 

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Diamonds (Sirius Black)

Word Count: 0.8k

Summary: Sirius helps you get ready for a date night

A/N: This is for @ladyvesuvia writing challenge!! No warnings, just self-indulgent fluff!! Talks of marriage and the future. No reader pronouns used. My requests are open!

As you stood in front of the floor length mirror in your dorm room, your eyes wandered over to Sirius who was sprawled out on your bed behind you, content in simply watching you get ready for the night. His eyes ran over your face in the mirror as you rummaged through your jewelry, selecting a necklace that you often wore on the romantic escapades that Sirius planned. 

You held the gems up to your neck, debating if the piece went with the outfit that you wore – chosen by Sirius, of course. Getting ready for date nights was never really a hassle as Sirius helped pick your outfits, held your small mirror while you did your makeup, and helped style your hair. Truthfully, date nights started hours before you left the common room as you spent the better half of the afternoon together anyways.

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