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“You say, forgive me father for I have sinned.”

“Forgive me father, for I have sinned.”

“What would you like to confess?”

Field of Tulips.  Steve Harrington x GN!Reader

(Blurb) Steve surprising you with a picnic in a flower field of tulips because he knows they’re your favorite. 

Warnings: Nothing but pure fluff! 

Word Count: 282

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“Don’t open your eyes yet, ok? We’re almost there.” Steve said as we walked down a path through the woods. 

“You have your hands around my eyes and a scarf. Even if I did open my eyes I wouldn’t be able to see anything” I responded smartly.

Steve rolled his eyes, “Okay smart-ass. We’re here so when I take off the scarf, I’m gonna count to three and you open your eyes.” He said, removing the scarf. 

“Okay ready?” He asks. I nod. 

“1..2..3!” He yells, causing my eyes to snap open. It takes a minute for my eyes to adjust to the bright light but once I do, my eyes tear up. 

In front of me is a field of tulips, with a blanket and a picnic basket in the middle. 

“Do you-do you like it?” Steve asks, nervously.

I slowly turn to look at him, ”Do I like it? Steve, I love it!” I exclaimed. He let out a breath of relief. 

“When did you do this? You were with me all day?!” I ask, walking towards the picnic blanket and sitting down. 

“I paid Dustin and Robin 5 bucks each just to drive out here and set this up.” He said, grinning. 

I laugh and shake my head, “I can’t believe you did all this for me.” I said, still in a state of shock from how pretty it was. 

“I’d do anything for you.” He stated, leaning closer. 

I smiled and leaned closer, “God I love you, Steve Harrington.” I said, Pressing my lips to his. 

He smiles into the kiss, pulling back slightly only to whisper, “And I love you, Y/n Y/l/n.” 

Wildest Dreams: Part 2

AN: A skiff of smut in the beginning

Steve drew his fingers down Bucky’s spine and up again, slowly and languidly feeling his mate shudder beneath his touch. His right hand was tucked under the back of his head as he stared at the ceiling and hummed, his tongue clicking against the roof of his mouth. Steve was deep in thought while Bucky rest his head on Steve’s chest, the two entangled in sheets while some comedy played in the background on the small TV they set up in the corner.

“Do you remember…” Bucky had begun speaking, his voice soft and husky as he communicated with his best friend and lover. “…that omega that we used to be inseparable from?”

“I remember,” Steve had answered Bucky immediately, the two of them close enough to almost have the same thoughts, “her parents moved across the country.”

“She’s back,” Bucky had craned his neck, looking up at Steve through his lashes, cerulean blue eyes meeting stormy blue-green’s, “my mom told me. We know that her parents moved back last year, and now she did too. Ma said that she moved back because she hated being so far away from her parents. She’s transferred here.”

Steve inhaled sharply, his nose filling with Bucky’s scent while his heart thrashed wildly in its cage. Lately, Steve and Bucky had been thinking back to the daycare days and the omega that was as attached to Steve and Bucky as they were to her. Steve wondered if she had carried the same scent, or if it had frowned and changed.

It seemed so long ago, a distant memory that was filled with fuzzy images of the other kids they went to daycare with and the soft muffled voices that weren’t quite clear enough to be detectable. It was a memory that wasn’t inherently clear, however, if they focused hard enough they could remember the sound of her giggles and the way her scent seemed to coil around them like a blanket. The omega they knew, that had been so attached to them, had been ripped away after a doctor and therapist suggested that if the three had stayed close it would be detrimental to their socialization skills.

They would become too close and in becoming so close, they would isolate themselves from others around them.

It was recommended, and the decision was made. When your dad got a job offer across the country, it seemed like the perfect time to split up the trio, even if it ended up with immense tears being shed. You had left, and Steve and Bucky stayed and continued living in the same neighbourhood.

When Bucky’s dad, George, died a few years ago it could be a catalyst for the three of you to see each other again, but there had been a few factors that kept you apart. Their moms told them that you had watched the funeral online, and had sent your condolences, but then it fell silent again.

“Y/N,” Steve spoke your name, trailing his fingers back down Bucky’s spine, his own body shuddering when Bucky had slipped his left hand below the blanket and brushed his palm against the heady head of Steve’s cock, “we called her Omega Bean.”

“Beanie baby,” Bucky turned his head, his tongue and lips suckling Steve’s bare chest, “she was the cutest little omega.”

Steve hummed in agreement, the soft rumble of his chest growing when Bucky grabbed his shaft and pumped twice. Blood rushed to his cock, and his head had become engorged and swollen, Steve’s eyes screwed closed when Bucky shifted on the bed and threw the blankets back.

Bucky’s tongue had been trailing a deliberate path down Steve’s abdomen, to the illustrious V that led to his impressive and throbbing cock. It was a tense moment, a moment where time had slowed down and nearly come to a complete stop where Bucky had teased him, had puckered his lips against the head of his cock.

“Bucky just-“ Steve hissed and threw his head back when Bucky had enveloped Steve’s twitching head into his mouth, the blonde’s hand immediately set upon the back of Bucky’s head. Steve’s fingers wove into the strands of Bucky’s silky brown hair to push his lover to take more of his cock into his mouth, desperate need rumbling in his chest.

“Bucky, fuck-!” Steve’s head lolled back and his back had arched when the tip of Bucky’s nose touched Steve’s flesh, his mouth stretched around the thick girth. “Feels so good…”

There was rising sexual tension that was thick and banded, the air had grown heavy with the sound of Bucky slurping and sucking Steve’s cock, and Steve’s cursing. There was a moment of intense intimacy that was fuelled and rooted in the news that their old friend was back, the tension was driven by the news that someone they had known would be their omega, even from the moment they met, was back in their lives.

They hadn’t taken much of an interest in other omegas, occasionally they would have a threesome however more often than not they would take their sexual tension out on each other. Like now, like this moment where Bucky was sucking Steve’s dick like he was dying. It was the sounds of pleasure that echoed off the walls, that had reverberated against every possible surface as the two of them took stock in the feel of each other’s pleasure before they were needed on the football field.

It was part of their partnership with the student union to host and be a part of the introductory and welcome party to the university, a task set upon them that they weren’t entirely looking forward to. They had far too much on their minds otherwise than being on the field wearing their gear in order to run plays and grab hopeful freshmen to try out for the team or even volunteer. An added benefit of them being there meant that the cheerleaders would be there dressed as well, the push to gather attention and interest in the competitive sports was unrelenting.

“Bucky, fuck…”

“I know you’re going to cum,” Bucky swiped his tongue along Steve’s shaft, feeling his cock twitch in response, “you’re close-“

“Fucking swallow,” Steve growled and shoved his mouth back down, that domineering part of him taking hold again, settling in for a moment as he assumed the dominant role. “Don’t make a mess.”

Silence was combatted by the sounds of sucking and curses, and it had all come to a head when Steve had growled and cursed, his head thrown back, the veins in his neck pronounced as he came in Bucky’s mouth. His thick spurts of cum swallowed as Steve wanted and only when Bucky was done had he pulled his mouth off and licked his lips, then stuck his tongue out to show Steve.

“Fuck,” Steve exhaled in a huff, running his hands through his hair, “I feel like I could go again.”

“Not now, Stevie.” Bucky crawled up his chest and kissed him quickly, letting him taste himself, “we’re going to be late.”

The pads on his shoulders felt tighter today, and the jersey seemed to irritate him no matter how he tried to adjust it to fit. Everything just felt wrong, and he almost wished Coach didn’t insist on making them run plays to garner attention, it wasn’t as if they needed it. The teams were as thick as thieves, they were making plays that were as brilliant as they were tight which had already struck an impressive reputation for the boys on the team.

Still, Coach insisted. And with the football team, had come the cheerleaders and their sparkly uniforms that had gained different kinds of attention altogether. The girls that Steve and Bucky had become good friends with, the dancers who were all sweet and kind in their way, didn’t find any enjoyment in this either. They felt like they were there as pretty little bobbles and decorations to draw in freshmen and graduated high schoolers who were looking forward to their college years.

“Nothing sits right.” Steve huffed, complaining to Bucky who had set his helmet on the grass to help Steve. “I’d rather not do this.”

“Quarterback and captain of the football team complaining about things being too tight…”

“Bucky, I swear to God-“ Steve growled, his eyes burning into Bucky’s as the halfback laughed under his breath and tugged on Steve’s jersey, fixing the placement that he was complaining about.

“Is that better?” Bucky teased, nudging his helmet aside and leaning in, almost as if he was going to kiss him before he pulled away at Coach’s whistle.

“Barnes! Rogers!” Coach called them to split them apart, ushering them to their places with a nod of his head. “Get on the field with Levinson so we can run some plays.”

Bucky had bent to grab his helmet from the grass, and when he had stood again he had noticed the transfixed haze in Steve’s eyes. The way his best friend and mate had become catatonically enthralled by something or someone in the crowd had stirred Bucky’s attention, and after he cast a look over his shoulder he had understood why.

Steve was watching the crowd, enraptured by a single soul among the crowd who was watching the team with mild interest. They didn’t need to be close enough to catch the scent of the omega or even see the breathtakingly stunning eyes that could have pierced through them. They knew, they both felt the figurative shift of the earth beneath their feet from the slightest appearance of the omega they once knew among the field to watch the team.

It was the single look, the first appearance in years and yet both alphas had felt the surreal jolt deep within their souls.

“Omega Bean.” Steve whispered it first, he was in such a thick and heavy trance that he hadn’t felt or heard their coach calling him from further down the field.”Fuck, Bucky-“

“I know.” Bucky exhaled in a huff, just as stunned as Steve was.

They knew you were on campus, and they knew you were enrolled in the university but to see you in person, less than a hundred feet away from you was a surreal experience. They knew they had to have known, that things would not be the same as they were in daycare and yet it didn’t seem to matter. Appearances alone were enough, seeing you on the sidelines was enough for the two alphas to feel their entire world shift.

“Barnes! Rogers!” When their coach called again, Steve and Bucky had snapped out of their haze and had gained the ability to move again, both of them yanking their helmets on. They had crossed the field and joined their team again, the two of them taking the positions necessary to run the play Coach had planned.

Steve dug his heels into the turf and tucked his head, he kept his breathing even and slow as he counted down the milliseconds before the whistle was blown and the call from the other half of the team, who was playing the opposition, was made. The play was in motion and he had moved by memory, every action and step, every subtle bounce to his steps as he turned to avoid a tackle was instinctual.

The whole half hour seemed endless as they ran play after play, as they had worked through the usual tactics when they practiced for the purpose of stirring attention in the program. He was used to the noise, he was used to the sound of the cheerleading team calling from the sidelines, their pompoms waving and the skills they had exuded as they had done flips and tricks were all typical.

It was all the usual.

But your presence was not.

You watching them was new, and when they had come to a stop, Steve had ripped his helmet off and dropped it on the sidelines. He followed his inner drive, the internal compass that would always lead to you or to Bucky, the innate pull that made him want to find you.

He had stepped off the field and onto the sidelines, his chest rising and falling with every gulp of air as if he was trying to weed through the various scents to find yours. Even if it was only the tail end of your scent, he was desperate to find it just to see how different it had been.

“Steve! That was amazing!” A cheerleader, one who had been one of his and Bucky’s casual hookups once upon a time, had bounced on her heels and hugged him. There was nothing but friendship behind the hug, nothing but a friendly congratulations as she snaked her arms around his neck, and he had instinctively wrapped an arm around her waist to settle her down, his eyes still piercing the crowd to find you.

“Is she here?” Bucky jogged up behind him, his helmet discarded like Steve’s.

“Oh, are you talking about that omega?” Their cheerleading friend had turned, while still resting against Steve, and pointed toward you as you sat wide-eyed on the bench. “She’s so cute!”

“Yeah,” Bucky smiled crookedly, “she’s a cute thing, isn’t she?”

She had waved with her pompon, stirring your frown and narrowed eyes. You had scowled and rolled your eyes, standing abruptly and stomping on the stands as you moved. There was a phantom memory of you in rubber boots splashing on the sidewalk through puddles that had hit both Steve and Bucky with potency, making the two alphas grin in unison.

“Clearly she’s not happy to see you.” Their friend laughed and tossed her pompom at Steve’s head, laughing at his sudden turn. “What’d you do?”

“Nothing,” Steve huffed, “haven’t seen her since we were five.”

“We got our work cut out for us, punk.”

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I can tell this series is 😩, I’m exciteddd

My Hot Neighbor (Negan fic) - CHAPTER 12

Waking up in Negan's bed was nothing short of mind-boggling. It took you a few seconds to realize that the night before hadn't been a dream. You were in Negan's bedroom.

A view of the window of your own room was visible through Negan's window. It was so odd; surreal. You had looked at his through that window so many times. Even in your wildest dreams you never imagined you'd be viewing it from this angle.

"Hey.." Negan's morning voice grumbled and you turned to see him hiding a grin behind his hands as he rubbed his eyes.

"Hey." You smiled back, snickering as you began to process the situation in its entirety.

"You feel weird huh?" He still smiled, though his eyes betrayed him as they studied yours, anxious for an answer.

"To be honest.. no." You sighed. It was full of contentment. You felt light as a feather and right where you've wanted to be long before it was appropriate for you to be there. Your biggest fantasy had just come true. "I'm.." You didn't have a word and so you just looked at him, still beaming a smile that showed off your glowing cheeks.

Negan laughed and put a hand over his eyes. "I never.. thought.."

"That we'd be laying in bed together?"

He continued to chuckle. "Yeah.. that."

Your heart was melting at Negan's reaction to it all. He wasn't being a jerk. He wasn't kicking you out. He wasn't trying to play it cool. He was being his raw, authentic self and it was making you feel more than at ease about what had transpired between you.

"I haven't fucked three times in a night in a long time." He let his chest rise and fall with a deep breath. When his glanced over at you he touched your face. "You're definitely alright?"

"Yeah." You brought his palm to your lips and then kissed his thumb as he traced them. "I thought it was a really great night."

"You want breakfast?" He smirked. "I'm actually a damn good cook."

"Yeah." You smiled. "Can I at least brew the coffee?"

Negan pulled you to him with a smile and you giggled when you were abruptly on top of him. You weren't even totally sure what to do being on top, but he pulled you down into a kiss that made you moan against his mouth.

"I am not near done with you," Negan said against your lips. "You know that, right?"

"Mmm.." you kissed him hard. "I was hoping you'd say that."

"Yeah?" His arms wrapped around you.

"Yeah." You were lost. Being in Negan's arms you were lost. And you didn't want to be found.

The next half hour was a mixture of kissing, smiling, touching, foreplay, making love, snuggling, talking and then finally you were both out in the kitchen as Negan prepared breakfast.

You couldn't speak. You hadn't thought to look at your phone - which was something you hadn't experienced in all of your adolescence and then thereafter. All you wanted to do was live in the moment. And it was an amazing moment.

Negan's hair was a mess. He was shirtless and in a pair of gray sweatpants. You could stare at him whipping up pancakes for years and years to come - and he didn't let you make the coffee.

When he finally sat down in front of you he placed your plate of chocolate chip pancakes down, along with a cup of coffee and then leaned in and stole a kiss.

"Eat, honey."

"Thank you. This is too much."

For a few minutes there was silence as you began to indulge in the breakfast he made.

"This is really good." You smiled and thanked him again.

"I've, uh.. been divorced from Lucille now.. for a few years."

His sentence caught you off guard. "Oh.. yeah. Yeah, I thought so." You were playing it cool but the topic of Lucille had your heart pounding.

"I've kinda had a few flings and some casual shit," Negan confessed, instantly making you just a tad jealous, "But, uh.. I don't know.. I've been thinking about trying to get back into something more stable again."

"Yeah?" You took a bite of pancakes because you didn't know what else to say.

"Yeah." He took a bite, too; though his eyes were on you. When you didn't immediately respond he went on. "Would it be weird for you to give this a try?"

Your eyes widened. Eyebrows raised. Your heart rate spiked. Your face felt hot. You were more speechless than before but the one word you needed to get out miraculously made its way out of your mouth. "Yeah." You wanted to be clear. "Like.. you and me? Like-"

"Yeah like you and me."

You and me. It made you melt into even more of a puddle. You were clay in the palm of Negan's hand.

"I, uh.." you cleared your throat. You were overwhelmed in the best of ways and you hoped it wasn't at all projecting negatively. "I would love to try this out Negan. You and me."

Negan snickered and took a bite of his pancakes. "Well.. now how are we going to keep sneaking you over here without your parents finding out?"

Hey! I love your writing!! Could I maybeee request a Henderson|SisterxEddie imagine where she helps Eddie study cuz Dustin begged her to and she has pretty tensed neck/shoulders and he massages it for her and she let’s some moans slip cuz it feels good and he get’s really turned on by it and has to hide his boner cut she‘s oblivious. After a few study-dates and massages they maybe kiss and the rest is up to you! This would be amazing!!!!

A/n: Thank you so much for being my first request! Sorry for taking forever to do it but I finally had the energy, so here you go! It’s a little different from the request, but besides that, I hope this is to your satisfaction!

One hell of a Study Sesh!

Eddie Munson x Fem!Henderson!Reader

Warnings: 18+ Fingering, Handjob (I don't think there's more but if so, please let me know!)

Word Count:2.5k

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“Please Y/n?!” Begged Dustin, following me down the hallway to my locker. It was lunch which means I have 3 more hours until the weekend. 

“Why are you asking me?” I asked, opening my locker, putting my books in and then grabbing my English book, shutting my locker and leaning against it, finally sparing Dustin a glance. 

“Because he really needs help! He just needs to pass this exam and he's good to finally graduate this year!” He exclaimed. 

“Plus, you’re like the smartest person I know!” He added, with a smile on his face. 

I rolled my eyes, starting to walk to the cafeteria, Dustin once again following me, “You’re just saying that because I’m your sister.” I said. 

“Finee, ok, yes, that's true but I don’t know anyone else who’s a senior and good with english!” He said, throwing his hand up. 

“Well, what about steve?” I asked my younger brother. 

He ran in front of me, opening the cafeteria door for me, “He can’t, he's busy this weekend and the test is Monday. And he’s not that fond of Eddie” he said, walking beside me. 

I walk towards the lunch line, seeing what they have, my eyes immediately falling on a Turkey sandwich, a bag of lays and a coke. Putting them on my tray and waiting for the 4 people in front of me to pay so I can finally sit down and eat. 

“Please please please Y/n?! Just this once!” He begged, putting his hands together in a prayer motion. 

I sighed, “If I do it, what's in it for me?” I ask, pulling out my wallet as I'm the next person in line. 

“I'll clean your bathroom for 2 weeks?!” He asked.

“Add my half of the dishes to it and I'll do it!” I said, paying the lady and grabbing my tray. Walking over to Robin and Steve. 

“Yes! Thank you! Love you, you’re the best sister ever!” He yelled, hugging me and rushing off to the Hellfire club table where Eddie is moving his hands around dramatically and the guys are laughing. 

Finally sitting down, I close my eyes for a second before opening them and digging into my sandwich. 

“What was that about?”Asked Robin. 

“D wants me to tutor Munson for English. I guess his exam is Monday and he needs a bit of extra help.” I said, opening my chips and shoving a few in my mouth. 

“Oh yeah, Steve was telling me how Dustin asked him but he can't because, get this, he has a date Sunday!” She exclaimed, elbowing steve. 

He rolled his eyes and shrugged, “Yeah so? I like this girl, she's cool and nice and so I asked her out. She said yes and now we’re going out on Sunday.” He said nonchalantly, hiding the smile that was trying to come out. 

I smiled and leaned over, giving his hand a squeeze, “Congrats Steve, I’m glad you found somebody.” I said with an encouraging smile. 

He nodded in thanks and continued eating. 

Robin got up and threw her trash away, grabbing her bag and swinging it over her shoulder. “I gotta head to history early, I need to do some extra credit to bring my grade from a C- to a B-. See ya!” She said, kissing my head and waving at Steve. 

Finishing my lunch as well, I stand up to throw it away and grab my bag as well, “The bell rings in five minutes and I gotta go see when Munson wants to do this. I'll see you after school.” I said to Steve, waving bye as he got up and threw his trash away.

Walking over to the Hellfire Club table, it was rowdy as hell, I cleared my throat making it known I was there. 

They all stop and look at me. I nod, “Munson” I said as a greeting. 

He smiled, nodding as well, “Older Henderson! What can I do for you on this fine afternoon?” He asked. 

“Dustin asked me if I could tutor you in English or something, I just want to know when you want to do it. I'm free today after school.” I said, “Or we can do it this weekend, I don’t really care when we do it” I said, looking bored and just wanting to get to class. 

He nodded and looked at Dustin who smiled awkwardly at him, “How about tonight at 7:30? My place?” He asked, standing up as the bell had rung. 

I nodded, “Sounds good.” I turned to Dustin, “Still want me to pick you up from Hellfire tonight?” I ask him. He nods. 

I smile and kiss his cheek, ruffling his hair. “Alright! See you later little bro!” I said. “Hellfire Club members!” I nodded. Turning away and walking out the cafeteria to my English class. 

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*After School*

I sigh and walk out of class and towards the parking lot. Not needing to stop by my locker since I'm tutoring Eddie later. 

I spot Steve waiting next to my car with Robin. I'm giving him a ride to the auto shop so he can pick up his car and take him and Robin to work. 

“Alright guys! Let's get going, I have 4 and a Half hours to study after dropping you off before I have to head to Munsons and tutor him” I said, unlocking the car and getting in. 

They get in as well, “Where’s this place again?” I asked Steve. 

“Up the road and then take a left, then when we hit the light, turn left again, there should be a parking lot, thats where it's at.” He said. I nodded and started driving. 

Steve leaned over and pushed in the CD that was already in my radio, Separate Ways by Journey starts playing. 

He shakes his head, lowering the volume, “I can’t believe you like this crap.” He said. 

I look at him offended, “Journey is NOT crap!” I said. 

He just laughs and sjakes his head. 

A couple minutes later I pulled into the parking lot, pulled to the side and put the car in park. 

They get out. Shutting his door, Steve leans down, “I'll call you later ok?” He asks. I nod, saying bye to him and Robin. 

Heading home, I walked into the house, put my keys on the table and then, walked upstairs and into my room, dropping my bag on the floor and falling face first on my bed, groaning. Looking at the clock I see it's only 3:30. 

Deciding since I'm gonna have to study Munson later, I'll take a small nap instead of studying. I can do that tomorrow. 

Setting an alarm for 5:00pm, I get under the covers and relax my body, feeling my muscles ache for some odd reason. 

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Hearing my alarm go off, I groan and turn over, turning it off. I layed in bed for a good 10 minutes before I decided to get up and take a quick shower before eating some dinner. 

Walking to the bathroom, I turn on the water and step in, quickly washing my hair and body. 

Stepping out and into a towel, I go to my room and change into a matching dark gray lace set. Then I throw on some gray sweatpants and a plain white shirt. Looking at the clock I see it's only 5:30, so I make some dinner and then head up to my room to study for a bit. 

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Getting lost in my History book, I look over at the clock and see it's almost 7. Setting it down, I open my backpack to make sure everything to help Eddie is in there and then head downstairs, grabbing my keys off the table. I walk out, yelling to my mom that i’m going to pick up Dustin and that I’ll be back later. 

Getting in the car, I throw my bag in the back seat and head over to the school. Pulling into the parking lot 10 minutes later, just in time to see Dustin walk out with Mike and Lucas. 

“Hey Y/n, can we give a ride to Lucas and Mike too? I know it’s last minute but Nancy was their ride and she had to do something.” Dustin asks. I nodded, “Sure D. Get in dorks, I gotta be at Eddies in 15 minutes.” I said as they all piled in the back seats, Dustin in the front. 

Pulling out the Parking lot, I dropped Lucas off first since he was the closest and then Mike a couple minutes later. 

Finally pulling up to the house, I put the car in park and turned to Dustin, “Tell mom I’ll be home around 9 or 9:30.” I said, he nodded and gave me a thumbs up. 

He gets out of the car and waves bye, rushing up the steps of the house. Once I made sure he was inside, I pulled out and made my way to the trailer park. 

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10 minutes later, I’m standing in front of his door just about to knock when it opens. His uncle stops for a sec before walking around me and down the steps, “Hey Y/n, he’s in his room. Goodluck!” He jokes, I laugh and walk in, towards what I think is his room. Well hearing Metallica playing on the other side of the door, I can only assume. 

I knock, waiting a sec. Hearing a slight ‘Come in’ over the music, I open the door and walk in. 

He’s sitting on the bed in sweatpants and his Hellfire shirt getting his English book out of his backpack along with his notebook and a pen. 

“Hey” I said, sitting next to him and pulling out my own notebook. 

“Hey” He mumbles, eyebrows furrowing, trying to figure something out. 

I smile a little, thinking how he looks kinda cute when he does that. Handing him my notebook with notes, I tell him to copy them and when he’s done I'll explain them to him. 

While he does that I walk around his room, admiring the posters on his wall and his beautiful guitar. 

Moving my arm to lightly graze over the strings, I hiss, rubbing my shoulders to ease them. 

“What’s wrong?” Eddie asks, putting the notebook down and walks over to me. 

“Oh nothing, my shoulders just ache and little. Must be from my backpack” I said shrugging it off. 

“Hmmm, I could massage them for you?” He says, “Not if that’s weird or something but when I was little my mom used to do this thing with her thumbs to help me fall asleep.” He quickly added. 

I thought about it for a moment before nodding. Walking back over to the bed and sitting down. 

He crawls up behind, slowly moving my hair to the side and putting his hands on my shoulder. 

Right when he starts messaging my shoulders, I feel a sense of relief and let out a small groan. 

He pauses for a second before continuing, digging his thumbs in but not too hard. My eyes roll into the back of my head, not realizing I let a little moan slip out. He tenses, and slowly comes to a stop. When I open my eyes back up, I realize he hasn’t moved from his spot behind me. When I go to turn around, he quickly grabs my shoulders, stopping me. 

“Wait, I- hold on” He says, his voice sounding strained. 

“Are you okay Eddie?” I ask, feeling concerned and turned around anyways only to see his eyes closed and a pillow over his lap. 

Taking a moment to look at him, I realize why he looks like this. Slowly and carefully, I grab and remove the pillow from his lap. He opens his eyes and looks at me with wide eyes. 

“Y-Y/n, wait, I can explain,” He started but I cut him off my leaning towards him, lightly bruising my lips against his, nervous if I'm going too far. But when he leans in the rest of the way, smashing his mouth on to mine, I know I didn’t. 

Crawling into his lap, still kissing him, I move my hands down and start to palm over him, he groans against my lips, moving his own down my neck, sucking on my collarbone. 

Tugging his pants down a little, just enough for his dick to pop out, I start to pump him up and down slowly, using the pre cum that leaked out to help. 

He jerks in my hand, moaning against my neck as I slowly start to move my hand faster. I lean down a little, pressing little kisses to his neck. 

“F-Fuckkk” He moans, spilling his seed all over my hands and shirt. 

I keep pumping him slowly until he’s done, he leans against me for a few seconds to catch his breath.

“God, that was so good.” He whispers, lifting his head to look at me. I smile and lean towards him a little. 

He leans in and rests his forehead against mine. His hands move down from my hip to the top of my sweats. 

He looks into my eyes as his hand slides into my pants and rubs me over my panties. I moan, jerking in his hand. 

“So wet for me Y/n.” He says, circling my clit. 

“O-ohhh” I can’t even get any words out. 

He moves my panties to the side to rub his thumb up and down my slit. 

Feeling it graze over my hole, I whimper, clenching around nothing. 

He smirks, noticing. Leaning back, he turns me around and pulls my back against his chest. 

Putting his hand into my pants again, he uses his other hand under my shirt and pulls down my bra cup, rolling my nipple between his fingers. 

I lay my head back, resting it on his shoulder.

His hand in my pants grazes over my hole again, slowly pushing a finger inside. 

I groaned, turning my head to face his neck, lightly biting it. 

Adding another finger into the mix, he moved the hand from under my shirt to circle my clit. 

Trembling under him, I feel my orgasm start to build up. 

“Eddie! Oh my god! I'm gonna cum!”I said loudly. 

“You’re gonna cum? Ohhh such a good girl. Cum for me Y/n.” He encouraged me. 

One more thrust of his fingers and I'm coming undone all over his hands. 

Jerking my hips up and down form overstimulation, he slowly takes his fingers out, bringing them to his lips and sucking them clean. 

 I couldn't help but watch in amazement. He hums in approval. 

“So good babe.” He says, looking down at me. 

Feeling my face flush, I go to sit up, only for him to pull me back. 

“Now hold on a second. How about, you call Dustin and tell him you’re staying with Robin tonight, I’m not done with you yet.” He says, a smirk on his face. 

I can only nod, standing up of trembling legs and going to his phone. 

He looks down at the abandoned English book and notebooks, chuckling. 

I look at him and then the books and laugh, “That was one hell of a study sesh!” He exclaims. 

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Please don't be afraid to send more request! Any ideas on who to write about will be awesome! Im aiming to write about Bucky Barned next, what do you think?! <3