Master of Puppets (Y/NxEddie One Shots)

Hit Me With Your Best Shot

Shutting off the water reluctantly you step out of the shower, wrapping a towel around yourself as the cold air hits your skin, replacing the warmth instantly and leaving goosebumps all over your body.
As you brush your teeth you feel a pang of guilt. This was the first birthday you weren't spending with your parents, it was also the first year you had a boyfriend to spend it with. You'd been so conflicted and Eddie knew it, so when he begged you to stay at his and at least spend the morning with him you knew it was for a reason.
Leaving the bathroom the intoxicating smell of cooking hits your nose and pulls you towards the kitchen, following your senses towards Eddie frying sausages topless.
"That's so dangerous" You say.
"So I've been told, but it looks good doesn't it?" He grins when he glances up and sees your eyes wandering down his body all the way down to his pyjama pants, knowing full well that's all he has on.

You hop up onto the kitchen counters behind him, sliding onto them and watching him as he cooks, the muscles in his back moving subtly as he moves the sausages around the pan, his long curls swaying ever so slightly as his head moves while he checks on the food.
He places the fork he'd been using down on the side and turns, moving over to you and pushing your legs apart to allow himself to press against you. His arms wrap around your waist and he sharply pulls you forward to the edge of the counter.
"Happy birthday sweetheart" he whispers before pressing his lips to yours and parting them with his tongue.
You groan softly against him as his hand moves to the side of your neck, brushing your wet hair from your skin to allow his lips to explore.
You lean your head back to give him more access as his lips and tongue caress your neck, his hand moving between your legs before his fingertips stroke up your inner thighs, getting closer and closer and closer to your waiting pussy.
"I think I've changed my mind, I want this for breakfast" he whispers against your neck before dropping to his knees, pulling your legs further apart and over his shoulders, spreading your cunt for him to take as he pleases.
He looks up at you, keeping eye contact as he moves forward and presses his tongue to your clit, enjoying watching your head fall back and a quiet moan escape your throat.
Your fingers comb through his hair as he wraps his lips around your clit, sucking at it softly while he slips his middle finger into your soaking core and presses his fingertip to your sweet spot he knows oh so well.
You cross your legs over the top of his back, keeping him kept in place out of fear of Jim suddenly stopping, his tongue and fingers driving you crazy, pushing you closer and closer to climax.

His desire takes over, slipping a second finger into you as his tongue flicks over your clit menacingly fast, he was desperate to hear you cum, that melodic, beautiful sound he loved so much. Proof of how he owned your body.
Instead, the room fills with a loud, shrill screeching. Your eyes flying open as Eddie jumps up and runs back to the cooker, both of you only just realising the kitchen was full of smoke emanating from the blackened sausages that now sat in the frying pan.
You slide off the counter just in time for Wayne to come rushing out of his room into the kitchen, waving the smoke out of his face as he works out what's going on.
"Sorry sorry sorry I didn't notice they were burning!" Eddie says before Wayne even has the chance to say anything.
Wayne looks at you, your hand over your mouth as you desperately try not to burst out laughing, then realises why he was distracted.
"Jesus fucking Christ. I'm going out, this better be cleaned up by the time I get back" he says, as he grabs his coat and leaves you hear him mumble something under his breath about Eddie being a fucking idiot and as soon as the door closes you burst out laughing, the laughter quickly turning to coughing which prompts Eddie to open all the windows and pull you into the bedroom and away from the smoke.

"Well now breakfasts ruined I suppose it's time for presents" he says, opening one of his drawers and pulling out a box, crudely wrapped but it still made your heart burst that he'd tried.
He hands it to you and you can see he's nervous, his hands fiddling with the rings on his fingers.
You sit on the bed and unwrap your gift to see a white box with a lid on, quickly pulling the lid off you see black lace with a shiny set of handcuffs sat on top.
You hold the handcuffs up and then the lace and see it's a beautiful underwear set.
"Eddie, I love them but underwear for my birthday?" You say.
"I know I know, huge no no but that isn't your only present" he says, crouching down in front of you.
"Today you're in charge, you get to do anything you want. I'm completely at your mercy. Restrain me, tease me, make me watch The Breakfast Club. Anything" he smiles.
"Really?" You squeal, all the possibilities running through your mind, all the payback you can unleash on him.
He raises his eyebrow as he watches the cogs turn in your head and his memory goes back to that morning you restrained him and a mix of regret and curiosity settles in the pit of his stomach.