Like a Guitar - Eddie Munson x Reader - one shot

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(A/N: I tried to make this as ambiguous as possible. Meaning, I tried to make the reader character ungendered, and didn't specify size. I hope anybody can enjoy this, but Im sure I made a couple mistakes. All characters written are of legal age and have a respectable age gap.)

To Eddie, it was like playing his guitar. 

One hand on the neck, light pressure, carefully pressing or running his fingers along it. The second arm holding the body, supporting it while the hand and fingers strum along. The main difference was that Eddie wouldn't be prepping his guitar to have his cock inside. 

Your body shivering, propped up on pillows on the sheet, and stain, covered mattress in the back room of the trailer. Eddie above you, still fully dressed, looking down at your naked frame beneath him. The grip on your throat tightens, while he contrastingly kisses your forehead. His hand starts from the bottom of your ribs, sliding down your stomach and to your thighs. 

Finally, he carefully runs his finger along your hole, before carefully pulling his hands away. And, as you whine, he carefully starts removing each ring, excruciatingly slow. He laughs dryly at your whines for his return, bringing his dominant ring finger back to your entrance, sliding it in and already searching eagerly for your sweet spot, even sliding in the second finger. 

"Oh, sweets, you make the prettiest noises" He coos, rewarding you by pulling his shirt over his head. His hand goes right back when the shirt is off, and you lift yourself into his hand. You look around for a moment, while you catch your breath and he keeps moving and rubbing inside to find that angle that could make you scream. You catch your eyes on his bulge in his jeans, your hands darting to undo the button and unzip him, struggling to force the fabric and his boxers to his knees. Once that's complete, one hand moves into his hair, twirling it around a finger before yanking it and pulling him to kiss you. 

"Oh ho ho, so that's how you want to play it, huh?" he shakes his head, and starts to click his tongue. His fingers leave your hole and both hands explore your skin, reaching up into your hair to sharply pull it. Your whines only make him grin as he swiftly flips you to your stomach, telling you to stay still as he stands and finishes undressing.

Without a warning, you're flipped over. He holds you by the thighs and spreads you open, burying himself deep into you. However, unlike any normal round, Eddie doesn't move a muscle. You whine, used to the eager and desperate neediness he normally has. As soon as you whine louder and start to move your hips and bounce, they're pinned down by his warm, calloused hands. 

"Let me hear you beg for it." he whispers brutally, leaning over your body to have his lips just beside your ear. 

"Eddie.." You mutter, defeated and breathless as you wait so impatiently. 

"Yes, my sweets? Have something you'd like to ask?" He leans past your ear and starts to softly nibble on your neck, walking two fingers up your back, and then flattening his hand to rub from your shoulders to your ass. He squeezes a cheek, and in that moment there is nothing holding you back. Begs to be fucked pour from your lips, voice shaking, breathing deep when you can. 

"There we go... good girl." With that, you know he's satisfied, one hand sitting on your hip as he starts to move. Your moans harmonize with the first thrust, and then get messy and separated as he continues. 

Your voice continues begging him not to stop, and with another dry laugh, he promises he won't.  His cock continues to successfully hit your sweet spot. You can feel the buildup, not wanting to cum too soon, but his hand finds it's way to your front to rub you. You let a few moans of his name slip. You can just imagine his smirk when you let that out, as he moans your favorite pet name back. His hand grips and pulls your hair back so that he can kiss your cheek and neck all he wants.

Feeling close, you moan more and more, louder and louder. More of his name escapes, and he grabs your waist to brace you, the other hand rubbing and his cock only moving faster. You close your eyes right as the ache in your lower stomach explodes into even more pleasure, and as your hole clenches around his cock, he cums into the condom and pulls out. 

The two of you panting, Eddie collapses on top of you, letting go of your hair and gently stroking it, running his hands through it. He sits up, removing the condom and tying it off before tossing it into the tiny and over filled trash can. 

"That was so good" he mutters under his breath, looking back at you and chuckling. He stands up and dresses himself in some sweats before pulling out his shirt and some clean boxers for you, walking over and sliding each piece of clothing on, kissing up your limbs and torso as he does, taking his sweet sweet time. 

"You need your own drawer in here, make sure you have some clothes that fit you for times like these"

"They fit fine" you mutter, pouting as he laughs at you again. He carefully adjusts you and lays back down. He lays your head on his chest and smiles. He goes back to stroking your hair and telling you to get your rest. He carefully turns off the lamp beside him before covering you both in a blanket and letting you nuzzle in until you're both peacefully asleep.