Change Is Coming || Eddie Munson

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No real TW.
Eddie is just horny 🫣

Eddie

Eddie's chest rose and fell while he drifted off into a blissful sleep. The soft linen sheets wrapped warmly around him, the sweet vanilla smell left on her pillow from her feather soft hair. He had neatly folded his jeans along with his vest and belt, tucked away on the quirky little chair of hers. His boots lined up perfectly beside the night stand.

Before he had let sleep take hold he made a mental note to steal his leather jacket back for the night.

That is exactly what he was dreaming about right now. His deep brown eyes hidden beneath his pale freckled eyelids moved about while he dreamt of the night ahead.

He was rushing around, getting ready. Orange hair spray coated his thick curls. Panicking as he'd accidentally burnt a cigarette hole into his brand new megadeath shirt he got especially for tonight. He had plenty of course but they'd just put out a new album, and he had to be up to date with his costume of course.

Just as his dream self was starting up the engine is his van, the bedroom door creaked open. Eddie's eyelids fluttered, his bleary vision only showed a shadow moving toward the closet. He groaned and rolled further under the blanket, blocking the hall light from his eyes as he burrowed down.

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You snuck into your room as quiet and quickly as possible, trying hard not to disturb the mumbling hairy mass that tossed beneath your sheets. It was cute, the way he slept on his stomach. He stirred for a moment and you feared you'd woken him. A curl wrapped around his pink cheek and tickled his nose before he sniffed and buried his head back under the covers. A sigh of relief left you as you continued to the closet.

"Eep!" You clamped your hand over your mouth and tried not to fall backwards as something brushed your head in the closet's door frame.

"Ah shit!" You whisper shouted as you bent forward to inspect the white crinkly object hanging from the frame. Eddie had apparently gotten you a dress to go with your costume tonight. Your hand stretches out, tip toes engaged as you grasp at the hanger, trying to free it but being unsuccessful. Afraid to yank the full thing from the frame you grabbed an empty clothes hanger and fish hooked it.

Gently bringing it down and hoping you could keep the thin protective paper from crumpling and making to much noise.

"Hey pink panther." A gruff scratchy voice spoke much to loud and caught you off guard. You reeled back spinning around to the bed.

"Good fuckin' grief man you scared me." Your heart pounding and your hand found your chest, resting on it as you immediately calmed relieved it was only Eddie.

He was smiling sleepily, crooked and tired. His bangs hid his eyes from view though you could tell they were smiling too.

"Did you get me this?" You asked quietly, your voice softening with gratitude.

"No some tall dude broke in a left it there." He grinned and chuffed a little laugh at himself.

"Thank you Eds." You moved forward to perch on the edge of your bed. "You didn't have to do all this."

"I wanted to." He shrugged as he yawned long and sleepy. Chin fully touching his chest as he stretched his arms above his head. He smacked his lips, licking the sleep from corners of his mouth as he rubbed his eyes with his knuckles. The hall light glinted off the metal rings lined across his hands, the clasp on his thick leather bracelet.

You watched as he lowered himself farther into the nest of pillows he'd made, slithering his arm up under one and resting it on your bare thigh. His rough skin caressing you with his thumb, a slow back and forth motion.