3. Teach Me[Part 2][End]

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Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Summary: Your relationship with Eddie goes public, attracting some negative attention that causes Eddie to risk graduating.

TW/CW: Angst, violence, smut (18+ only, minors DNI), fluff, rough!Eddie, PIV

TW/CW: Angst, violence, smut (18+ only, minors DNI), fluff, rough!Eddie, PIV

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You and Eddie had been almost inseparable aside from your evening shifts at the diner and his D&D campaigns

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You and Eddie had been almost inseparable aside from your evening shifts at the diner and his D&D campaigns. But he had finally convinced you to come and try out a game tomorrow night.

His uncle was almost always out of town, which worked out well considering your mom worked constantly. She'd met Eddie and though she was wary of his "scary" exterior at first and how much time you were spending with him, she loved how happy you were, and she trusted you to make good decisions.

"We could play hookie, princess. Don't you wanna stay in bed all day? Right here... with me?" Eddie asks with a raspy, sleep-coated voice as he looks up at you with a sexy smile and those sweet doe eyes. You give him your best attempt at a disapproving look as he strokes his hands over your bare back, not making it easy to tell him no.

"We can do this," he says as he kisses your jawline, "and this," kissing lower onto your neck, "and even this," he breathes against your collarbone before attempting to suck a small bruise onto the skin. You pull away despite your heart's most desperate desires to stay and let him have his way with you.

"What is this sorcery?" You giggle, letting your head fall against his warm chest as it shakes with his giddy laughter. He doesn't let up his charming ministrations for even a second, playing with your hair with his free hand as he continues rubbing soothing strokes up and down your spine - coaxing you to stay instead of facing Hawkins High on this bright, early Thursday morning.

"I want to. You know I want to... But we can't, Eds. We have finals coming up, and you have to really buckle down so you can walk that stage with me next week," you say as you reach up to place your hand on his face.

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