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Warnings !!MINORS DNI!!: Foreplay, smut, teasing, orgasm denial, fluffy smut.
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You sat at a table at The Hideout, tapping your ringed fingers on the glass that held your whiskey and your eyes fixated on the band as they set up their equipment. You watched your boyfriend, Eddie, flip his hair as he stood up from his previously squatted position and looked over at you, throwing you a grin as he saw you at the center table, drinking in your appearance.
You wore black denim shorts with distressed, frayed hems and chains hanging along the belt loops, black fishnets underneath the shorts, and a cut off cropped top of the homemade ‘Corroded Coffin’ t-shirt that Eddie had given you months ago. You wore the shirt to many of their shows.
You also wore some 5” tall black platform boots that were accessorized with chains, along with your own leather jacket that had studs, pins, and chains on them. Eddie loved your fashion sense, especially with how many chains you loved to wear. He particularly loved when you’d wear platform boots or high heels paired with a crimson red lipstick. His own metalhead babe.
You threw your adoring boyfriend a small smirk, mouthing “knock ‘em dead, babe,” with a wink. His grin grew wider as you saw a tinge of pink reach the apples of his cheeks before he reconvened with the band making sure they’re all ready.
Soon the show began, starting off strong and smooth with “I Wanna Be Somebody” by W.A.S.P.
Throughout the set, Eddie would make eye contact as he sang and played, throwing a wink occasionally. You loved watching him perform, the way charisma would practically ooze from him as he put his heart and soul into the music, through his playing, his voice, and the way he’d relax his body and throw his head back sometimes. He was always so genuinely happy when he played, and whenever he performed, he always gave a damn good show with a kind of confidence you only ever see in the true big rockstars. But to you, Eddie is a rockstar.
When the set was reaching its end, with only a few songs left to play, you heard the chair next to you at you table scrape against the floor faintly as someone pulled it back and sat next to you, drawing your gaze to the stranger.
“How you likin’ the music?” The man asked with a beer in hand. He was tall-ish, seemed to be about 28-30, fairly attractive but nowhere near Eddie. Not your type .
You simply turned to show the band name on your t-shirt, a soft smile on your lips. “I always see their shows,” you spoke as you continued watching the band play.
“Oh yeah, I watch them too. I’m pretty cool with the band, they’re my buddies actually,” the man attempted to say in a ‘cool’ fashion, which made you raise a brow. Oh this will be fun .
“Oh yeah?” You feigned interest, turning your attention to the man.
“Yeah, that lead singer up there, practically one of my best friends, I could get you into shows for free, even get you to talk to the band,” the guy lied fluidly, a sly grin on his face.
“Oh wow that would be so awesome,” you gushed, knowing how this will end and living for every second of it.
The man’s face lit up, biting his lip as he looked you up and down and then at your drink. “Whiskey, eh? You don’t mess around,” he chuckled.
“Oh I do, just not with alcohol,” you said slyly, leaning back in your chair as you looked back up at Eddie, seeing his curious gaze. You winked, silently letting him know that you’re having a little fun by messing with the creep. Eddie let a small chuckle leave his lips before singing the next verse in his playing of “Eat Your Heart Out” by Dio.
“Mind if I buy you another?” The creep asked, motioning to your glass. “Oh, sure,” you smiled tightly before he quickly went up to the bar to buy you another whiskey neat, you walked up to the bar to grab the drink from the bartender, David, yourself. You wouldn’t leave a drink unattended. David gave you a knowing smile before shaking his head with a laugh as he wiped down the counter of the bar. He’s seen you do this routine a couple of times.
As you and creep-man got back to your seats, he spoke. “I’m Scott. And you are?” He did his best attempt at a sly grin, and you raised your glass as you said your name. You turned your attention back at the stage, pretending to listen to ‘Scott’ go on and on about how he knows all these bands including Corroded Coffin, and how he could get you into shows for free, yada yada yada. Yeah. Free. Right. You thought to yourself, nodding or fake laughing every once in a while. A few more drinks go by, Scott had added most of your drinks to his tab by now.
When the set ends, the guy is still chatting you up, and a few minutes after Eddie and the guys pack their equipment, you felt Eddie’s ringed fingers graze against your bare midriff, bringing his head by yours from behind.
“My my , I love seeing beautiful women in the crowd..” Eddie spoke with a grin, making eye contact with Scott. Show time .
“Oh, Eddie, I met your good friend Scott!” You said enthusiastically, silently reveling in how tense and frozen Scott had gotten.
“Um, Scott? Who? Good friend?” Eddie asked dramatically, raising a brow at the man before him as his own hands refused to leave your hips.
“Oh it’s just great, Scott said he knew you all so well that he could get me into all your shows! For free !” You gushed, looking up at Eddie with a mischievous grin, and he looked back at you with that same mischievous glint in his eyes.
“Y-you uh.. know each other?” Scott asked, his eyes wide.
You felt Eddie’s lips come close to your neck. “Oh, biblically ..” you felt his grin against your skin before he placed a gentle, soft kiss to your neck. You giggled softly, and turned back at Scott. “But don’t you know Eddie too?” You asked with a smartass tone and a raised eyebrow.
“Why didn’t you say you knew him? Or that you’re together?” Scott was red with embarrassment, trying not to trip over his own words.
You looked at the man with doe eyes before speaking. “Well I could hardly tell you my name without you interrupting me and your constant raving about how you have all these connections , and how you are such good friends with all these rockstars, I didn’t have the chance to,” you said innocently but with your eyes shifting to a gaze of mischief and amusement.
Scott became more exasperated now. “Then why did you let me buy you those drinks? I already payed, too.” He asked with an attitude. He was upset that he wasn’t getting into your pants after paying for your drinks. You smirked, chuckling.
“Why would I turn down a free drink?” You asked, and you could hear Eddie snicker from behind you.
Scott got up to leave, and you stood, grabbing your purse. “Oh, and Scotty?” You caught his attention. “Maybe next time you try to get into a girl’s pants , maybe don’t lie to them, but also.. ” you trailed off for a moment. “Make sure they aren’t with the band ,” you grinned evilly as the man sulked his way out of the bar.
“Thanks for buying my girlfriend drinks!” Eddie called out to Scott as the man left, laughing heartily as he spun you around to face him. You could still feel his heartbeat pounding from the adrenaline of performing and could hear him still catching his breath from laughing.
Eddie shook his head with a grin.
“Always hustling the suckers while I’m one stage,” Eddie said, lifting your chin as he gazed down at your eyes. You smiled with a shrug.
“I’d rather bruise a man’s ego than let him target another innocent girl,” you spoke softly before stretching up to place your lips against Eddie’s.
One of Eddie’s hands left your hips so it could cup your cheeks, using the hand on your hip to pull you closer. Your hands snaked up his chest to rest behind his neck, smiling into his lips. Eddie deepened the kiss, humming against your lips. You both broke away for a breath and you guys just stared back at each other, just gazing into each other’s eyes.
“You did amazing as always, you’re really getting more confident on that stage baby,” you whispered to him with a wide smile. The compliment made Eddie blush, a soft laugh leaving his lips as he grinned.
“I don’t know how, half the time I’m afraid to mess up because I keep getting distracted by a beautiful woman watching me, looking so sexy, especially when she dances around or winks at me,” he shook his head as he spoke lower, his head being brought closer to yours with that cheeky grin. You laughed softly, humming coyly. “Hmm.. is Farrah Fawcett going to your shows now?” You joked, making Eddie shake his head again, laughing as he pulled you close again.
“You’re a little shit,” he whispered before kissing you softly. You smiled cheekily into the kiss, allowing your hands to move from his neck and hook your fingers into his belt loops tugging him closer.
You could hear a groan catch into Eddie’s throat. He loved when you did that. He could feel blood rush below his belt.
Eddie pulled away, looking at you with hungry eyes.
“Let’s get out of here, you need to shower,” you whispered with a giggle as you poked his belly playfully, making his abdomen flex in response.
Eddie gasped, faking offense as he place a hand on his chest. “Are you telling me I stink?” He asked with wide eyes. You laughed, nodding. “You just spent almost an hour under beaming lights, shredding the guitar, being an absolute rockstar . You are sweaty, and yes, you smell a little,” you grinned as you whispered the end of your sentence playfully. Eddie laughed, running a hand through his hair.
You walked up to the bar, pulling out some cash to pay for the rest of your tab, and making sure to tip David. “Thanks Dave, your service is always appreciated,” you smiled, and David was going to protest but he had been through this argument many times. He accepted the money, sighing with a smile.
“You guys have a good night, see y’all next week,” he said with a smile.
“See ya next Tuesday!” You call out and Eddie waving to David with a smile. You and Eddie walked out to his van, Eddie opening your door with a dramatic bow, as always .
“Oh, my knight,” you sighed dramatically, mimicking a swoon. You both laughed as you climbed in, pulling the door shut as Eddie rounded to his side climbing in. “Your place?” He asked, smiling. You nodded with a hum, pushing in his Master of Puppets album cassette.
“You should play Master of Puppets during one of your sets,” you grinned as you admired the man next to you as he pulled out of the parking lot.
“We will, once the others catch up ,” he gave you a cheeky smile, making you laugh while nodding your head. “Dammit Jeff,” you joked, shaking your head, making Eddie laugh too.
The drive back to your house was filled primarily with the music playing loudly, and Eddie driving with one hand on the wheel and the other on your thigh. Feeling his cold rings against your skin would always make a gasp enter your throat, smiling every time.
You could feel Eddie’s hand softly stroking against your thigh, making you squeeze your thighs together to ease some of the throbbing that had begun in your pants. You watched Eddie as he smiled, an amused glint in those big brown eyes. He bit his lip as he moved his hand upward, feeling the fishnets, pushing his hand closer to the meeting of your thighs. Your breath hitched, and you bit your lip to silence yourself. Eddie watched you out of the corner of his eye, his lips curling into a smirk. Time for payback. You thought to yourself as a smirk found its way to your own lips.
You brought your hand to his exposed forearm (as a result of him removing the leather jacket earlier so he was just wearing a Black Sabbath t-shirt under his denim vest), your nails lightly grazing his skin. You felt the goosebumps rise on his skin and you eyed the way his jaw twitched. He loved and hated the way you knew how to press his buttons.
Your hand trailed up more before leaving his arm and finding the top of his thigh. You hear Eddie’s breathing hitch, even over the loud music. You began to massage his thigh with a smirk, eyeing him up and down, seeing and feeling him shift as his pants became tighter. Eddie’s hand trailed further up your thigh, gripping harder. You bit your lip, and trailed you hand higher, massaging more until you began palming his growing bulge.
The steering wheel made a small squeak as Eddie gripped the wheel tighter with his one hand, breathing heavier. He pressed the gas harder, making the van speed to your house.
He swiftly swung into your driveway, quickly turning off the engine and turning to you while he pulled his hand from your thigh to grip the back of your neck before kissing you hungrily. You kept palming him with your left hand as you used your right to cup his jaw and neck as you kissed back passionately.
Eddie moaned into your mouth, and you dipped your tongue into his mouth as you swirled it with his. He pulled away and stared at you, giving you chaste kiss before hurriedly climbing out of the van and swiftly walking to your door and yanking it open. Even when he was turned on, craving you, he still acted with chivalry. You both rushed as he grabbed his guitar from the back as you unlocked your front door, opening it just as Eddie made his way to your front porch. You jogged up the stairs to your room as Eddie kicked the door shut before following swiftly and placing his guitar gently on the stand you have for it in the corner of your room.
You shut your bedroom door while Eddie placed his Warlock in its place, and then Eddie immediately walked up to you, grabbing your hips harshly as his lips quickly found yours. He pushed you against your door as your guys’ lips danced against each other hungrily. Your arms wrapped around the back of his neck as you arched to press yourself flush against him. Eddie’s hands slid down and firmly gripped your ass, making you moan into his mouth. His tongue found yours, swiping against it and swirling around it. You lift one leg up and wrapped around his hip, making him instinctively grind against your core, seeking friction against the rock hard tent in his jeans. Both of you moaned, breathing shakily. He pulled away just barely and pressed his forehead against yours. You both breathed heavily against each other, Eddie’s skin still sticky from the sweat of performing. You could hear and feel his heart pounding, matching your own heartbeat.
“Let’s hop into the shower,” Eddie whispered, smiling softly. You chuckled, shaking your head.
“I showered this morning, you go shower, I’ll be waiting for you,” you offered a cheeky grin. Eddie gasped.
“You showered without me?” He teased, poking your side. You playfully shoved him with a laugh, walking toward your bed. He wasted no time in walking to your conjoined bathroom and turning the shower on. Before Eddie hopped in, he shouted from the bathroom.
“Leave the fishnets on!” He called out, making you giggle.
You’d already planned on it, including wearing your black lace thong over the fishnets. You stripped yourself of your clothes except for the fishnets and your black lace bra. You shook out your hair, pressing play on your stereo, playing a mix tape that you’d made with some of your guys’ favorite songs. “Pain and Pleasures” by Judas Priest played softly through the speakers as you sat back on your bed.
You heard the shower turn off so you laid on your side, your right leg crossing over your left and your left hand propping your head up.
The bathroom door opened and steam rolled out from behind Eddie who stood in the doorway, hair still wetter than damp, beads of water still rolling off of his torso and shoulders, towel around his waist. He leaned against the doorframe, taking in the sight of you with needy and hungry eyes.
Eddie slowly walked up to you, and when he reached the bed, he lightly grazed his fingertips against your calf, and used his other hand to motion for you to come closer.
You turned over and sat up, pushing yourself to the edge of the bed. You brought your hands up to lightly scratch up his sides, making his abdomen tense up as he grabbed your hands and pulled you up to stand.
He kissed you softly, lovingly. You returned the kiss, resting your hands on his chest now. He deepened the kiss, needy for your touch. The shift in the kiss already had you feel the heat build in your stomach and between your thighs. You pulled Eddie closer to you, humming against his kiss. His hands roamed your body, he made sure to put his rings on before leaving the bathroom, knowing the effect his cold rings had against your skin. His hands snaked around your back and swiftly unclipped your bra after months of practicing, learning. You allowed your arms to drop down and slide the bra off of your chest and arms. Eddie’s hands hastily went to your chest, kneading your breasts making you moan into his mouth and arch into his hands. He continued to kiss you roughly as he pushed the both of you onto the bed, one leg of his propped onto the bed to support his weight, his other foot still on the floor.
His mouth left yours to go down to kiss and suck your neck, knowing your most sensitive spots like the back of your hand. It helped that you still had some fading hickeys from previous days. He liked to go over the spots, making sure they never fade. You moaned into the air, chest heaving as he pinched one of your nipples, playing with the barbell through it. You back arched, your legs opening to bring him closer. He moved his mouth to latch to your other nipple, biting down gently.
The action brought out a sharp gasp that led to a breathy moan out. Eddie grinned against your breath, moving to suck on the tissue around your breast, creating more hickeys. The sounds of your moans, the look and feel of your breasts, it all made Eddie incredibly hard. He grinds his hard bulge covered by the towel, against your thigh, making you smile at his neediness.
Eddie moaned softly against your skin at the mild but not fulfilling relief of his grinding.
“Fuck, you’re so hot when you perform, Eddie,” you breathed out, making Eddie chuckle in response.
“And you’re so hot when you’re in that crowd, egging me on.. teasing me with those tight little shorts.. and fuck, these fishnets,” Eddie said breathlessly as he stared up at you, running a hand across your fishnets as he mentioned them. He slowly pushed himself up and back, keeping your legs open. His eyes flickered up to you as he saw.
“Fishnets with no panties?” He whispered with a grin. You shook your head, smiling.
“I know you like them so I put the panties on over them. Less hassle for later,” you winked.
“Oh.. naughty Princess..” he whispered with a devilish smirk.
He looked at your pussy dripping with arousal through your fishnets, and he felt like he’d combust just from the sight. He pressed his thumb against your clit, dragging the fishnet against it making you gasp sharply, biting your lip.
“Sorry, babydoll. I’ll buy you a new pair,” he mumbled right before he tore the fishnets open wide enough to expose your throbbing and needy pussy. You looked down at him, not finding it in you to be upset because fuck, he’s too damn hot and that was hot as hell.
Eddie ran a finger along your slit, chuckling softly. “Just that little, and I still get you fucking dripping . I love you,” he breathed out, looking at you in admiration.
“I love you,” you said breathlessly just before he stuck a finger in you, looking up at you with those big brown doe eyes.
“God I love watching you squirm under my touch,” he smiled as he inserted another finger, making you moan once more. He began slowly pumping them, relishing in his view of you arching, biting your lip. He got an idea, smirking. He pulled away, making you whine at the loss of his touch, still aching in your core. You eyed him as he walked to a trunk beside your closet. Your guys’ special trunk. He opened it, grabbing some red rope and walking back to you.
He had the dark look in his eyes, the look that always made you weak in the knees. “Flip over. Knees and elbows,” he commanded. You smirk, “and if I don’t?” You challenged cheekily. He raised a brow, chuckling. “You just made this harder for yourself,” he grinned as he stalked towards you. He gently grabbed you by your neck, leaning down. “You’re going to get on all fours now, and maybe I’ll have some mercy, Kitten,” he said in a soft voice. Whenever he dominated you, using that soft, velvety voice, it always made you go mad, always made you obey. Eddie placed a gentle kiss to your lips, showing his love still.
You flipped over, propping yourself on your hands and knees. You sat up on your knees so Eddie had access to your hands, and he nodded in approval. He bound your wrists together before adjusting your pillows for you to rest your elbows comfortably. He brought your wrists closer to your headboard that consisted of metal bars, you got that for Eddie.
After Eddie bound your wrists to one of the metal bars, he grabbed your smaller boom box, inserting the Master of Puppets tape, skipping through songs until he got to none other than “Master of Puppets” . He turned up the volume, upped the bass setting, and slid it under you onto the bed, just beneath your stomach. You could feel the vibrations just barely reaching your aching pussy, and as soon as you felt the vibrations you looked at him with wide eyes. Oh shit .
“Stay there, and stay still, Kitten. You are not allowed to rut, grind, or move your hips..” he began, climbing onto the bed to force your knees open wider, the top of the stereo now supporting your weight by your abdomen and pelvis. Oh shit . The vibrations now had a direct line of movement brushing against your pussy. It only made the aching worse, which induced a whine out of you.
“..and.. you’re not going to cum. I’m going to sit in that chair, and watch as you struggle to resist your orgasm, while I jack myself off,” he popped back to your line of sight with a cheery grin. You sighed with a roll of your eyes, and Eddie perked up. You quickly realized your mistake and froze before dropping your head, mumbling a small “shit,”.
“Oooh… someone’s earned a spanking..” he hummed as he stepped to the side and softly rubbed your left ass cheek. You bit your lip in anticipation, before bringing his hand up, bringing it down with a satisfying slap, while he watched your cheek jiggle from the impact. He laughed softly, bringing his hand up to rub and massage the now red area, massaging the area. This only turned you on more, making a small whimper leave your throat. “You gonna be a good girl, Princess?” He asked, looking you in the eyes. You bit your lip, nodding, earning a smile. He placed a loving kiss on your forehead before slowly unwrapping the towel around his hips, allowing you to see him.
He pulled the rolling chair from your desk and placed it to the side of your bed, sitting down before leaning against the back of it, stroking himself up and down. You watched him, craving him, more whimpers escaped your lips as the vibrations from the music kept racking through your body. You clamped your eyes shut, trying to control your breathing.
“Thaaat’s a good girl..” you heard Eddie moan drawing your eyes back open and onto him. He threw his head back before straightening it again to look back at you. Eddie stopped for a moment, pondering. He stood up, his cock standing straight up. He walked over to you, holding out his hand.
“Can you be a darling and spit for me?” He asked sweet, watching you intently. You nodded, complying with his request. He grinned, seating himself again and resuming his motion. You could vaguely hear the slip of his hand against his dick, and it made you bite your lip.
“Mm.. it’s so nice seeing you like this..” he moaned. God, his moans.
“Eddie.. no fair.. you know how much your moans turn me on..” you whined, trying to ignore the throbbing between your legs.
Why does this song have to be so long? You thought to yourself, turning your head so you don’t have to see Eddie stroking himself.
“Ah ah, Princess, look at me. Watch me as I make myself cum just by watching you..” Eddie hummed, making you look at him while he gripped his cock, stroking it at a steady pace. His breathing picking up. “Oh, that’s a good girl..” he groaned out, leaning his head back as his chest heaved. Your pussy clenched, aching as nothing was there to relieve it. You let out a pathetic whine, biting your lip as you drank in the sight of him.
“Mm.. just little bit longer Kitten .. song’s almost over.. and then I’m gonna plow that tight.. wet.. perfect pussy ..” Eddie spoke, breaking into a breathy moan as he pictured himself railing you. The thought of burying himself deep into you almost made him stop right then and there and just fuck you like that, but he used that little amount of restraint.
“Fuck, I’m so close, sweetie,” he moaned out before standing and walking up to you. You turned your head, still propped on your elbows as he looked down at you while stroking.
“Wanna finish me off baby?” He asked breathlessly, using his other hand to stroke your hair. You needed anything .
You opened your mouth, sticking your tongue out before he swiftly placed his cock into your lips. You moaned just at the action of him being in your mouth, and you began sucking softly. With your restricted head movement, Eddie held your head in place and thrust his hips, moaning as he threw his head back. You allowed him to fuck your mouth and throat, looking up at him with needy eyes.
“Fuck Princess.. so cock hungry huh?” He groaned out as he looked down at you in approval. All you could do was hum and nod slightly. At least if you were pleasuring him, it was easier to ignore the burning in your core and thighs.
Eddie bit his lip as he watched his dick pump in and out of your mouth, his thrusts became sporadic and he moaned softly into the air. “Oh.. oh fuck baby..” he moaned as he drilled himself in the back of your throat, cock twitching, releasing into your mouth. He breathed heavily as he watched you swallow his cum, making eye contact. The song is almost to an end, and you let out a breath of relief.
“Please Eddie.. please touch me..” you begged with your own puppy dog eyes, whining as the bass continue to graze against your clit, making you whine and shakily breathe out. Eddie walked around to the foot of the bed, taking in the sight of you literally dripping in your arousal, your cunt throbbing with each beat. The image of you like this instantly made Eddie’s dick harden again, and he let out a breathy chuckle once the song ended.
“You did so good for me baby..” he whispered in your ear as he slid the stereo out from under you and stopping the tape before the next song started. You let out a breath of relief, humming softly as you felt Eddie’s hands roam your body from the side of the bed until they found your wrists and he untied the bounds.
“Are you okay baby?” He asked softly, rubbing your wrists.
“Well I’m extremely needy and I’m literally throbbing , so I’m incredibly frustrated,” you let a soft laugh out, making Eddie smile that you were okay. He kissed you hungrily, rolling you over so that he had you pinned to the bed.
“Should I even ask what color we are at?” He asked with a cheeky smile and you laughed softly before pulling him closer to you, kissing him hungrily. His free hand snaked down your body, his fingertips brushing your side before he found his way to your needy pussy. He started rubbing soft circles on your throbbing swollen clit and you arched into his touch, a high-pitched moan being breathed into his mouth. He bit your lip as he pulled away to kiss your neck.
His fingers lowered and he put two of them inside, and he groaned at the way you clench around them and how wet you were. “God, baby..” he breathed into your ear, and you could only moan in response. His fingers bottoms out, the cold rings brushing against the entrance of your pussy. He pumped him in and out, drawing more moans and heavy breaths out of you. He grinds his hips against your thigh, moaning into your ear. You couldn’t take it anymore.
“Eddie.. please- oh fuck - please.. just fuck me already..” you pleaded, and Eddie moaned at how pathetic and needy you sounded. “You’ve been a good girl.. you’ve earned it..” he whispered, biting your earlobe softly before pulling his fingers out, showing you how wet you were. He stuck them in his own mouth, humming at the taste. You felt his cock twitch against your thigh.
Eddie lined himself up, teasing your pussy as he slid it up and down, brushing against your clit which caused you to buck your hips involuntarily. He slowly pushed himself into you, releasing a shaky breath as he watched the way you arched and gasped at the sensation. He slid one of his arms under your arm so he could prop himself up on his elbow and he kissed you passionately, his hair creating a waterfall around your guys’ heads. He drew his hips back, and brought them back down, bottoming out. You both moaned into each other’s mouths.
“I love you Eddie..” you moaned out as he began a steady rhythm of thrusts into your aching cunt. Eddie moaned into your lips, breathing heavily.
“Fuck I love you y/n..” he whined out softly as he thrusted faster.
“Fuck, Princess.. it’s like every time is the first time..” he moaned into your ear as he felt your hands claw at his back. You wrapped your legs around his hips as he thrust, moaning obscenities and praise loudly.
Eddie grabbed one of your legs with his hand and brought up over his shoulder.
“I’m so glad you’re flexible,” he chuckled before kissing you roughly.
“Fuck, Eddie!” You moaned as he fucked you harder.
His moans became more frequent along with yours while you guys couldn’t bring yourselves to pull away from each other’s mouths. You were in pure bliss, feeling his stretch your pussy out, relieving the ache that had built up for so long, with his thrusts hitting you perfectly.
“Fuck fuck fuck.. right there baby.. oh.. holy shit baby..” you moaned breathlessly into his mouth. He kept the pace, kissing each of your cheeks, your jaw, your nose, and then your lips again, leaving them on your lips while he brought his hand down and rubbing circles into your clit. The burning in your core burned hotter and hotter, the both of you on fire. Your moans became louder, your pussy twitching and clenching as you neared your release. You felt Eddie’s thrusts become more and more uneven as he got closer as well.
“That’s right Kitten.. feel how good you make me feel? Feel how my cock makes me so needy for you.. making me- oh fuck baby- lose all control?” He whispered into your ear in between moans.
“Fuck, Eddie. Feel my pussy clenching you? Oh fuck, Eddie.. so good..” you moaned, arching into him.
Eddie could hear in your voice how close you were, so he began pounding into you harder, rubbing your clit faster.
“Come on baby, you can cum now..”
Eddie whimpered into your ear, and that whimper, that damn whimper of his ..
Your orgasm rang through you like a bell, making you bite into his shoulder where not even that could suppress the moan that left you as your legs shook, your back arched, and you held him tight as a few tears slipped from your eyes. The coil that had wound up so tight finally released, causing your pussy to clench around Eddie’s cock. Feeling you wrap around him so tight, clawing his back and biting his shoulder.. the pure earthquake that erupted from you made Eddie cry out a loud moan as he hurried himself deep within you, brushing against your cervix as he spilled into you, his hot ropes of cum shooting out of his throbbing cock. Eddie’s moans and whimpers continued just as yours did, he pumped himself into you a few more times to ride out your collective high, milking himself of all the cum he had. Giving you everything.
Eddie rested his weight on top of you, laying breathless as your body went limp, trying to catch your breath.
When you found the oxygen to speak, you smiled softly and turned your head to kiss Eddie’s cheek. “I love you,” you said softly.
“And I love you..” Eddie whispered back breathlessly, slowly finding the strength to turn and place a soft, gentle kiss to your lips.
A few moments pass before Eddie is able to climb up and off of you and walk to the bathroom to grab a wet washcloth.
He came back and tenderly cleaned you up, gently wiping your thighs, your pussy, and dabbing the sheets to reduce chances of staining. You taught him well.
“Thank you, baby,” you smiled softly as he looked up at you with loving eyes. “Get up and go pee, sweetie. No UTI’s,” Eddie helped you sit up with his playful scolding. You nodded with a weak laugh, standing slowly with wobbly legs with Eddie’s help. “You got it?” He asked you with his soft, caring gaze.
“I got it now, baby. You get dressed for bed, k?” You smiled as you slowly walked into the bathroom, catching your breath still. After peeing, you washed your hands, and then cleaned off your makeup and washed your face. After applying moisturizer, you admired the hickeys that are placed all over your body. You walked out of the bathroom to see Eddie sat on your bed wearing clean boxers and holding a pair of soft cotton panties and one of the t-shirts he keeps at your place.
“What, no lace?” You joked, smiling softly as you were slowly regaining your strength.
“You deserve the comfy underwear,” he smiled as he held the panties’ leg holes open. “I think I can do that myself,” you hummed as you stood in front of him. Eddie nodded, grinning. “I know, but you’re my Princess, and deserve to be treated as such. Hands on my shoulders now,” he insisted, making you melt and your chest warm up. You nodded, using his shoulders for support as you step into the leg holes, Eddie sliding them up your legs, and up to your hips. He placed a tender kiss at each of your hip bones, hugging you close after.
“I wasn’t too mean or rough, right?” He asked softly as he peered up at you. You shook your head with a smile.
“No, baby, but I’d like to recommend a shorter song next time,” you giggle. Eddie nods his head with a soft smile.
Eddie grabbed the t-shirt, standing up. He motioned for you to put your arms up and you didn’t argue. You knew he liked to feel like he was pampering you, and secretly, you liked it too. It was sweet.
You guys go settled into bed, Eddie pulling the covers up as you snuggled into him, laying your head on his chest. “Goodnight, my rockstar,” you mumbled sweetly as you closed your eyes. “Goodnight, my Princess,” he whispered as his eyes fluttered shut.