Hellfire's Newest Member - Eddie Munson x Fem Reader

Domesticity (some Eddie POV)

The door to the trailer slammed shut behind you, your back pressed flat against it by the force of Eddie's entire body weight on you, his lips attacking your neck with greedy kisses. His hands grasped at your hips, pulling you towards him and pushing you back against the door as he pressed his body against you rhythmically.

"Eddie-" you gasped, running your hands through his hair, fingernails threatening to dig into his scalp.

He didn't stop. Instead his mouth found yours, his tongue swirling with yours as your teeth nearly collided. You pulled at his hair from his scalp, trying to get him off you for a second...despite how much you wanted this to continue.

"Eddie..." you spoke between kisses, "Eddie isn't your-"

"Not now sweetheart," he hummed as his right hand found your throat, forcing your head up to look him in the eyes, "now's not the time for questions."

"Eddie, your uncle's gonna be home any minute," you whispered, Eddie's grip tightened ever so slightly on your throat.

"Fuck" he sighed, tilting his head back and leaning his hips against yours. His hands left your body to run through his frizzy dark hair, a ring catching on some of his curls.

"Shit," he mumbled as he untangled his hair, making you giggle.

"Oh so this is funny now is it?" He taunted playfully before leaning in for another kiss, this one more tender than the last.

"Yeah a little bit," you giggled, eyes gazing up through your lashes at your beautiful boyfriend.

"Why'd you have to remember my uncle baby," he asked quietly as he leaned his forehead against yours and propped his arms above your head, encasing you within himself, "I was reallyyyy looking forward to where that was going."

"Because, Edward, however much I want you to do whatever you want to me right here right now...its not worth the embarrassment of your uncle walking in on us"

"Who knows, maybe it could be fun"

"Eddie!" You pushed him off you, laughing to yourself as you grabbed your backpack from his floor and began to walk down the hall towards Eddie's room. Eddie followed, his fingers gently laced with yours as you led him to what was slowly becoming your room as well.

--- Eddie's POV---

You sat on the floor of your room, math textbooks and papers sprawled out in front of you. The gentle hum of the tv could be heard from the living room, where your uncle was watching the news. Y/n was perched on your bed, her legs crossed in front of her with a book in her lap as she scratched at her scalp.

How could you ever focus with her here, with the most perfect girl on the planet just inches away from you? Your eyes scanned between her and your math homework, wondering how long you'd have to stare at her before she'd stop reading and notice you.

"Good idea," you thought to yourself.

And with that, you turned ever so slightly to face her, your dark eyes fixed on your girlfriend's face; the way she nibbled at her lip and furrowed her brows when she was working on a particularly difficult problem, the way she scratched at her forehead when she was reading, the way her eyes so effortlessly scanned the pages and absorbed information. You were mesmerized, captivated, enthralled, and so absolutely baffled as to how she was here with you, as to why she chose you to be with over everyone else in the school.

"Eddie my love," she whispered, her eyes not leaving the page.

"Yeah princess," you replied, eyes locked on her soft lips.