"What is time anyway?" Eddie Munson x Time Traveler! Reader

Chapter 3: "Cant take my eyes off of you"

Chapter 3: 'can't take my eyes off of you'

Eddie pulled up to his trailer and got out. Walking around to open your door and hold his hand out. You took it graciously and stepped out.

He opened his trailer door and led you inside, kicking the door shut behind him. Eddie plopped down on his couch. He patted the spot next to him. You sat down, perched on the edge as you brought out your scripting notebook.

"Oooh is this the famous notebook?" Eddie moved closer to you. You nodded and started to write. The script was almost done. Just a few more details.

Eddie walked over to his record player and popped one on.

"You're just too good to be true, can't take my eyes off of you"

Eddie walked up behind you and started running his fingers through your H/C hair. You continued to write, although it was much harder to focus.

After a few moments you finished writing and stuck the notebook and pen into your bag.

"Eddie-" You went to turn around but were stopped by his grip tightening in your hair.

"Stay." He commanded. You stilled for just a moment before trying to turn around again.

In response Eddie yanked your head back so you were looking up at him. "Did I fucking stutter?"

You tried to shake your head to no avail, his grip was like an iron fist. Every time you moved or breathed too harshly it strained on your scalp.

"Do you want this? Us?" He inquired, loosening his grip.

"What do you...what do you mean?" You mumbled.

"Oh please princess, you're not that naive. Don't think I forgot what's in that little notebook of yours. You left it here a few months ago."

The record skipped before restarting.

"I know exactly why you came here, Y/N. So I'm going to ask you again. Do you want this?"

You bit your bottom lip. If he read that notebook he knew EVERYTHING. Jesus christ. He smacked your face every so slightly. Yep he knew your kinks too dammit.

"I'm waiting."

"Yes." You managed to get out.

"Yes what?"

"Yes....I want this Eddie."

"Atta fucking girl." A grin spread across his face as he gripped your hair again. He pushed his lips against yours.

His other hand wrapped gently around your throat before squeezing lightly. He read that book, he knew your limits. He just wanted to test them.

Eddie broke the kiss before walking around to the front of the couch. He sat down before pulling you on top of him. You were on his lap, straddling him.

"You broke the laws of reality and physics-"

He leaned back and took off his vest, tossing it to the side.

"Just to be with me? Hawkins residential freak show?"

You nodded.

"Words. Use them."

"Yes." You admitted. Your hair was a bit disheveled, lipstick smeared. God he was purposely humiliating you. And you fucking loved it.

"Now then. Let's get something straight. When we're fucking, you will refer to me as Eddie or Sir. Got it? None of that "loser" shit." He raised an eyebrow and you started to nod before catching yourself.