Assorted Character Oneshots

Frustration - Eddie Munson

Summary: YN is laying on their bed reading while Eddie used their desk to scribble away D&D ideas. He was getting frustrated with the way it was going and he bursts, cursing in French. He finally notices YN staring at him as they point out they didn't know he spoke French. He speaks more French

Triggers: smut, light bondage, tame nicknames

Word Count: 1171

When their loving boyfriend called to invite himself over to their place as their parents spent their weekend away at a distant relatives to help with a new baby, this isn't exactly what they had in mind. ___ was laying back on their bed with a book in hand as Eddie scribbled away at their desk. They could tell at a quick glance he was brainstorming things for his dungeons and dragons club at school, words and small doodles filled the pages that he scratched away at. Their chapters were usually preluded by the sound of crumpled paper hitting their small trash can and flying off in random directions. He had been silent since the moment he sat down, only huffing air through his nose to express frustrations periodically. ___ knew that he'd explode eventually and would need a break for whatever movie or activity he felt would best calm him. They thought of suggesting a lap or two in the pool but it had started to rain and that only spurred him on more.

So they decided to wait him out, picking up their most current read and delving back into it while they felt like it. The two went on like that for hours until, predictably, he exploded. He rang out a few curses back to back in a tongue not his own. ___ looked up to see him with his head in his hands, fingers entangled in the mop of dark curls he had for hair, surprise laid plainly on their face. "Was that... French?"

They hesitated as Eddie looked up, "Yea? What about it?"

A faint blush spread across their cheeks as they shook their head. "Nothing. Just didn't know you knew French is all."

A smirk cracked his lips as he noticed the blush, their eyes darting back to their page. "Oh no, you don't get away so easily," he stood up and took a few steps towards the bed. "You like that don't you? Pauvre chose."     (Poor thing)

Their blush deepened and they tried to cover their face with the book only to be thwarted when Eddie gingerly pulled it from their hands, sliding their bookmark in between the open pages and setting it aside. Their legs squeezed together instinctively which did not go unnoticed by the metal head. He chuckled and loomed over them. "Would you like some help with that, mon amour?"       (My love)

Their hands shot to cover their face but it was too late. He had wrapped his hand around both of their wrists and pressed them into the pillow above their head. "Yes or no?"

They nodded their head a bit too enthusiastically and mumbled out a yes.

"Je ne peux pas t'entendre, speak up Cheri."        (I can't hear you)     (Darling)

"Yes, I would like help.." They turned their face away from him, biting their lip.

A cheeky smile accompanied a chuckle as his free hand slid up their thighs, pushing them apart ever so gently.  They gasped as they felt his hand move closer and closer to their body, his head dipping down to place gentle kisses along the side of their neck. His hand moved to their stomach, sliding beneath their shirt.

They started to wriggle and write beneath him, the tension starting to get to them. "Si désespéré."      (So desperate)

They whined and pouted as he nipped teasingly at their collarbones. Soon, his own desperation was evident in his jeans causing him to ramp up. "You know the rules, right?"

They nodded, meeting his gaze finally. "Colors, safeword, all that good stuff. Now please help.."

"Bon jouet," he smirked and kissed them passionately. He slowly crawled over them squeezing their wrists before letting go. He helped them wriggle out of their bottoms before looking up to see their wrists staying in place. A sly smile crossed his face as he pulled down his own jeans, a bit eager now.     (Good toy)

His fingers slowly pressed against their entrance, pulling back to look at their face. When he was met with their desperate bedroom eyes, he pushed in a single digit. Their back arched slightly as he dragged the opposite hand up their body, grabbing around their wrists again. Their mouth fell open as he pushed in and out of them, feeling them clenching around him. He smirked and added two extra fingers, feeling desperation crawling up his throat as he felt them grind their hips against his hand. A growl left his lips that he hadn't anticipated, leaning down and biting onto their shoulder lightly to try and curb his need to burrow into them.

The moan they let out at his teeth digging into their skin worked against him and he couldn't take it any longer. He needed to be inside of them. He pulled his fingers away and slid his length in its place. They let out a guttural moan, hands grasping at the pillow beneath their head as they were filled to the brim.

Eddie let out a satisfied groan, free hand latching onto one of their hips and squeezing. He pulled back and thrusted in, slowly at first letting the thunder outside roll over him in his deep desperation. His eyes fell back down to their face, feeling his ever growing need to make them feel good creep up once again. That was one rumor that he'd disproven many many times ago, Eddie Munson was the most selfless lover they'd ever known.

He sped up gradually until he was slamming into them. They outpoured noise after noise, feeding the need in him as he left bite marks, hickeys, and kisses across their shoulders and collar bones. His own noises broke up their symphony periodically, moaning against their skin and mumbling in French, desperation in his tone, as euphoria overtook them both. Move after move brought them closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy and neither could hold back as he slammed into them over and over. They flew over the edge and came both at once, crying out in pleasure.

He slowed to a stop and ___ stopped rolling their hips as the tiredness washed over them both. Eddie released their wrists, snaking his arms under their back before rolling them both onto their sides. He pulled them closer to him as they groggily pulled the blankets over their bodies. A slight sweat sat against his brow, their skin sticking together as they entangled their limbs. ___ was the first to slip off to sleep, Eddie smiling down at their sleeping face. With a kiss to their forehead, he cuddled into their hair before falling asleep and enjoying a rainy nap together.