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𝔎𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔇𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶 𝔰𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫: 𝔠𝔲𝔠𝔨𝔬𝔩𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤
minors DNI
pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!reader x Steve Harrington
summary: when Steve asked you what yo thought of your best friend you were hesitant to admit you’d had a crush on eddie in the past. you soon come to learn it was an incredible decision
content warnings: oral sex (f receiving), fingering, unprotected p in v sex, hair pulling
word count: 2.6k
tags: @corrodedhawkins @my-my-only-angel @gayskittlelesbian @heavenlyhandscribbles @canislupus-exe @angeliiaa @mlmmetalhead @keevathediva @frogydude233 @eddieverse @licktomsass @yourmommaissofine @m-rae23
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In freshman year of school, in the height of your rebellious phase, you had a big fat crush on Eddie Munson. His hair that had grown out enough to have beautiful curls, his wide puppy dog eyes, the smell of cigarettes that clung to him nearly constantly.
In your junior year, after joining the cheerleading team, you had started dating Steve Harrington. You knew he’d been flirting with Nancy Wheeler for weeks so you suppressed the crush that had developed at an alarming pace. When she started dating Johnathan Byers instead Steve took it in stride and asked you on a date only a week and a half later. The rest was history.
In your freshman year of college, when Steve and Eddie had become close friends by a strange twist of fate you’d been too busy studying to be around for, it didn’t bother you that their dynamic was flirty. Even with both of them being bisexual. Steve treated you like a queen and only had eyes for you. And Eddie after a few beers or a joint.
In your freshman year of college, when Steve and Eddie had become close friends by a strange twist of fate you’d been too busy studying to be around for, it didn’t bother you that their dynamic was flirty. Even with both of them being bisexual. Steve treated you like a queen and only had eyes for you. And Eddie after a few beers or a joint.
Which was why when Steve asked you what you thought about Eddie you answered in an instant that you adored him and that, aside from Robin, he was your favorite friend of Steve’s.
“Yeah but, like… if we weren’t dating and he asked you out what do you think you’d say?”
Though he asked you still found yourself nervous to tell him about the crush you’d harbored for Eddie in your younger years.
But he wasn’t upset, not in the slightest, Steve’s eyes lit up at the confession.
And so two weeks later you found yourself in Eddie’s trailer, smoke still curling in the air from the joint Eddie had rolled for you to quell your nerves with Steve sitting at Eddie’s desk and watching hungirly while Eddie’s lips trailed down your neck and his hands slipped under the hem of your shirt.
The temperature between your legs climbs to impossible heights while you grip onto the fabric of Eddie’s shirt, head tilted back into the mattress and to the side so you can look at Steve through lust lidded eyes. He watches with hawk-like concentration. Though a part of you feels like maybe you should be embarrassed or bashful you find that it’s nearly impossible to do so wholeheartedly. Especially when the chill of Eddie’s rings in contrast with his warm skin sends shivers down your spine.
“She said she used to have a crush on you,” Steve says as Eddie pulls you upright to pull your shirt over your head.
You mutter complaints while Eddie grins at you, hands trailing up your now exposed sides before finding the clasp of your bra. “When was this?”
“Her freshman year,” Steve answers when you stay silent.
Eddie undoes your bra with ease, eyes devouring you as he leans you down onto your back once more. “Was that the year you cut your own bangs?”
“Yeah,” you say weakly, face flushing with heat at the fact that that’s the main thing Eddie remembers about you while you had been head over heels for him for a few months.
His knee settles between your thighs, under your skirt and pressed tightly against your clothed cunt which clenches around nothing at the feeling, while he peppers kisses across your chest before taking your nipple between his lips, the other in his fingers. A gasping moan falls out of your mouth while your back arches against him. Sparks shoot off of your nerve endings while Eddie laps and nibbles on your now perky buds.
Eddie nudges his knee against your pussy that’s slowly beginning to ache for stimulation, earning a whine from you while you unconsciously roll your hips against his leg in hopes of relief. You feel him smirk around your nipple and graze his teeth over the sensitive skin before pulling away to look down at you, and for the first time since Steve had presented you with your current arrangement you allow yourself to fully admire him. It was a way entirely different from Steve but he was beautiful.
“Is she always so needy?” Eddie asks, teasing but not cruel.
“No, not always,” Steve answers. “Maybe she still likes you.”
Eddie’s knee moves away from you, leaving you cold and aching, but quickly replaces it with his hand before you can respond with anything more than a whine. He runs his fingers over the wet spot on your panties and his smirk doubles in size. “I think you might be right.”
He pulls his shirt off and tosses where he had with your clothes and you run your hands along his chest, tracing your fingers across his tattoos, before he leans down and settles between your hips and pushes your skirt up. His fingers once again find where you’ve soaked through your panties, running small circles along the spot and pressing a few kisses. “She loud?”
“She can be,” Steve tells him. “If no one else is around.”
Eddie hooks his finger into the stained cloth, resting it against your slick folds. “You gonna be loud for me, sweetheart?”
“Yeah,” you breathe out and will yourself not to grind into his hand and betray how desperate you are for him.
But he seems displeased by your answer by the look on his face. He forces one finger inside of you and harshly curls it in the back of you. “What was that? I couldn’t hear you,” he says. Though you can hardly hear him over the cry of pleasure you let out.
He doesn’t stay inside you much longer. Just as you begin to adjust to his presence he pulls out of you and yanks your panties down your legs, positioning them to rip the lacey material off before putting them over your shoulders. You quiver with anticipation as he slides his hands up your thighs.
Eddie captures your throbbing clit in his mouth, lapping up your arousal and licking marvelous circles. Your hands fly to take in fistfulls of his curly hair while your back arches and collapses and whines and whimpers chase each other on their way out of you. He moans against the nub of nerves, the sound making his lips vibrate against you. You clench your thighs around his head but he forces them back into the mattress with his elbows.
“If you finger her too she’ll cum in, like, two seconds,” Steve suggests, having moved at some point to prop his chin up in his hands. Though when you tilt your head to the side you can see from where you’re sprawled out that his hard dick strains against his jeans he makes no attempt to provide any relief, and you wonder if he plans on taking a turn with you once Eddie is done.
He sucks harshly on your clit before detatching himself from you, to which you let out a loud whine of complaint and wiggle your hips towards him. “Not sure if that’s a good idea, then. Cause I’m nowhere near done with her.”
“She can handle it,” Steve assures him.
Eddie gazes curiously up at you for another few moments before pushing two fingers inside you up to his rings. You clench around him immediately, earning a low groan from him, and pant out his name in a plea for more pleasure. He provides in an instant; licking and nibbling and sucking on your clit while his fingers curl against your g spot. Bashfulness has long since left you and you unabashedly grind your hips against Eddie’s face. He moans openly into your throbbing pussy and you know you’re embarrassingly close to proving Steve right. But you hardly care as you chase the orgasm Eddie’s so graciously provided you.
You climb and climb until you fall headfirst into ecstasy, practically screaming as your cum gushes onto Eddie’s mouth and fingers that he happily laps up. He fucks you with his fingers through orgasm and when you turn your head to glance over at Steve and see the hungry look on his face you’re hit with another wave of pleasure at his obvious enjoyment of your situation. You twitch and writhe against Eddie’s mouth and fingers as your orgasm that he prolongs as much as he can.
Once ecstasy crosses over into aftershock Eddie finally detaches from you and climbs over you, crashing your lips together and transferring the taste of your arousal into your mouth. You can feel the bulge in Eddie’s jeans against you as he rocks his hips slightly and you find yourself whining a wordless plea for more into his lips which, thankfully, he must pick up on when he pulls away to rip his jeans off.
Eddie’s just about as big as Steve and yo’rre sore with anticipation as he crawls back into his spot between your knees. He takes his dick in his hand and rubs his dripping cockhead along your enterence. When he makes no move to push into you even when you whine and wiggle your hips towards him your arms collapse beside your head while you let out an exasperated groan. “So you’re both fucking teases? Great,” you say sarcastically.
They both laugh while Eddie continues prodding at your folds. “It’s hard not to be when it’s so easy to get a reaction out of you, baby,” Steve says. You let out an annoyed huff and roll your eyes but have no verbal reaction. “Maybe if you ask nicely he’ll give you what you want.”
You look up at Eddie who grins down at you devilishly. You can practically see all the things he’s thinking about doing to you in his big and beautiful eyes and the thought sends a shiver down your spine. “Please Eddie,” you whine, half heartedly pawing at his hand holding his dick. “Want it so bad. Don’t make me wait anymore. Want you to fuck me.”
For a moment you think he might make you beg more but in a moment of blinding bliss Eddie pushes into you balls deep in one stroke thanks to the wetness you’re still soaked in. You nearly cry out loud enough for the back half of the trailer park to hear at the sensation of Eddie filling you up for the first time, and through the noise you can hear Eddie let out a long groan of his own as he grabs your waist and adjusts your position to his liking. With his fingers digging into your flesh he starts rolling his hips against yours at a crescendoing pace that has moans racing out of your mouth.
Once he’s settled on a pace that’s steady but quick and rough in a way that makes lust cloud your vision he moves to hover over you, one of his hands slipping under your head and grabbing a fistful of your hair and pulling it back. A harsh gasp rips from your throat as you arch your back against him.
“Oh she likes that,” Eddie notes, wrapping some of your hair around one of his fingers while keeping his grip secure.
“She loves getting her hair pulled. Practically wants you to rip it out,” Steve tells him. “How’d you know?”
“Just seems like the type of little slut to want her hair yanked on.
You reach up and smack his arm weakly. “Shut up.”
He grabs your arms by the wrist with the hand that isn’t tangled in your hair and harshly pins it into the mattress. “You better watch that pretty little mouth.”
“Or what?” you challenge, trying, and failing, to keep moans out of your voice.
Eddie looks over at Steve with a raised eyebrow. “She always so bratty?”
“Only when she’s really turned on,” Steve replies. You mentally chastise yourself when your face flushes red and your walls flutter around Eddie’s cock. His lips twitch into a smirk but he otherwise doesn’t react. “She definitely still likes you.”
Eddie yanks your head further back into the mattress as he roughly pounds into you. Proving Steve’s previous answer correct the sound of your pleasure bounces off of Eddie’s bedroom walls and echoes out into the trailer park for anyone in the nearby area to hear were they outside. But you can hardly care about anything else other than the delicious way Eddie’s cock splits you in two.
With your head forced back Eddie attacks your neck with his lips and begins to suck on your skin and nibble at it with his teeth. You glance over at Steve, having been known to get jealous once or twice in the past, and find that he’s watching unblinkingly with his bottom lip between his teeth and his dick still straining untouched in his jeans. You think about going to school the next day and listening to the jokes your friends will make about the fun night you had with Steve, all the while knowing it was his best friend who had marked you up while he fucked you.
As you gaze over at him with Eddie’s cock buried in your cunt and his head in your neck you think about him getting up from his chair, ripping his clothes off, and tag teaming you. Of hanging your head off the back of the bed and Steve fucking your throat. You thought about feeling nothing other than the bliss and euphoria provided by your boyfriend and his best, and your favorite, friends. Of being completely filled up by them. At their mercy.
The thought has you digging your nails into Eddie’s shoulders while you become impossible tight around him. Eddie lifts his head from your neck and gazes down you with eclipsed eyes and parted pouty lips. “You gonna cum for me again?”
“Fuck, yes!” you shriek, digging the back of your head even further into the mattress and Eddie’s fist as your breathing begins to get increasingly rapid and pleasure begins to take command of all your senses. “Don’t stop, Eddie. Please don’t fucking stop.”
Eddie groans loudly as the motion of his hips begins to stutter. You wonder if maybe he’s close too, which sends you hurtling closer to climax. “That’s right, sweetheart. Put that pretty mouth to good fucking use.”
Embarrassment has long since escaped you. “God don’t fucking stop, Eddie. Please, I wanna cum so bad. I’m so close, please, Eddie, please.”
You beg and plead yourself to orgasm, words eventually becoming incoherent shouts and moans while you gush a small tsunami around Eddie’s cock that fucks you through it all. Your chest heaves as you struggle to catch your breath while fireworks go off inside you. Your head collapses to the side so you can watch Steve’s reaction to it all.
“Fuck, baby, I’m gonna cum too,” Eddie pants, hanging his head down into your neck. “Where do you want it?”
“Don’t pull out,” you answer, the pleading tone never leaving your voice and your gaze never moving from your boyfriend.
Eddie doesn’t last much longer than that and soon he fills your already dripping pussy with his seed, letting out the most delicious sounds into your ear as his thrusts become more sporadic. His dick pulsates inside of you as he rides out his own release while his cum leaks out of you and onto his already stained bed sheets and mattress.
He takes his time pulling out of you, in not one bit of a rush to do so, and before he does completely Steve pushes himself from the chair and kneels down beside the bed. He leans over and places a soft and lingering kiss to your parted lips and runs his hands through your hair. “You did so good babygirl,” he praises, and your eyes flutter shut at the kindness of his words. “But now it’s my turn.”