"You Really Screwed Up This Time, Carver..." - Eddie Munson x Y/N Story

11. "Busted!"

TW - smutttt, swearing, discussions of starvation & disordered eating.

"Well, Eddie..." I mumbled, totally unsure what to say next. "I lied when I said I had a granola bar in my bag this morning... I forgot it. I woke up too late for breakfast so I was meant to have that instead but Jason distracted me so I forgot it. And then I couldn't find any snacks in my locker. Then I didn't have my purse so I couldn't buy food until I'd begged Jason for cash. And... and I guess, by the time I finally got food, it was too late?" I blurted out so fast I was practically out of breath by the end.
"You hadn't eaten a thing? All day?!" he questioned, his tone sounded almost angry or upset with me, his face a mixture of shock and annoyance.
"I meant to! I just got... disorientated today, I guess?" I couldn't gage how he was feeling, but I know he didn't seem happy.
"Jesus, Carver! I thought since quitting cheer you'd be done with these stupid diets!" he scoffed, crossing his arms and rolling his eyes at me, I obviously looked shocked as he felt the need to continue.

"Wait- no! I've caught you vomiting a few times too! Tell me you're not doing this on purpose?! Are you that stupid, Carver?" he yelled, startling me a little, causing Jellybean to jump around too.
"No, Eddie. I swear! I was just being really dense today!" I held my hands up in defence, not even realising I'd started crying - thank you hormones. "As for the vomiting, I-I was stressed and... and my mom was picking at my weight all the t-time. It was just stress and anxiety! N-never intentional. I-I promise!" I sobbed, holding my pinky out for him to take, which he did and with it his whole body relaxed and his face softened.
"Okay, okay. It's okay, princess... just don't scare me like that again!" he soothed as he pulled me in for a tight hug.

He held me tight for a while, gently stroking whatever part of me his hands could find. I'd finally calmed down and just started to enjoy being held. Listening to his heartbeat, the feeling of his breath in my hair, admiring his hands as they held me, taking in the smell of his skin and cologne - it was fucking intoxicating. I felt myself get flushed and I could feel an all too familiar sensation between my thighs. Really, hormones. If I'm not fucking crying them I'm trying not to fuck the first thing I find. Even Steve seemed tempting on the occasions we'd hung out! But Eddie... Eddie was like my fucking kryptonite. The Kas to my Vecna - my fucking downfall and demise. Being around him drove me feral, and I guess, pre-bump it wasn't so bad. Although I did feel like I was just using him, which felt wrong. I could feel my breathing hitch as his hand started running my thigh. "Bathroom! I need the bathroom!" I announced, like it was a groundbreaking idea. "I gotta pee... I'll be right back!" I shot off the couch and hightailed it to the bathroom.

I'm not proud of what I did next, but trust me, it was necessary!

Clawing my tights and underwear off, I perched on the closed toilet lid with my leg slightly elevated on the edge of the seat and starting gliding my fingers up and down my soaking folds. "This is so wrong!" I mumbled as my fingers started slow circles over my throbbing clit, my body ached for Eddie's touch, but it would have to settle for mine right now. Stifling my moans, I continued to pick up the pace, panting and grunting, my whole body like electricity. I could feel the familiar knot forming in my stomach, indicating I was close now. "Oh, Eddie!" I moaned, a little louder then I'd planned, unable to stop it as my body jerked from my touch. "Yes! Eddie! FUCK!" I cried, again, a little too loud, the knot about to break free, strangled by the sudden opening of the bathroom door. Eddie looking flushed and smug as I came to an abrupt stop, dying internally of embarrassment.
"Busted!" he announced tunefully as I buried my head in my hands.

Please, God... Just strike me now.

- Eddie POV -
"I gotta pee... I'll be right back!" Y/N exclaimed before booking it to the bathroom. I was so confused. I mean, nature calls, sure. But that was weird, even for her. I waited a few minutes for her to get back, but started to get worried. If it wasn't for what happened in the cafeteria I wouldn't think anything of it, but I'd never forgive myself if she'd passed out in my bathroom and I didn't check on her.