It’s not that you dislike the people there, they’re all your friends, but there are only so many times you can watch someone do a keg stand before it gets old, and you think you passed that number quite a few parties ago.
You set down your empty cup and decide to go on the hunt for some more to drink, waving your friend off when she asks if you’d like her to come with you.
The family that owns the house is definitely wealthy, so you figure there must be something nice stashed somewhere After making your way upstairs and down a hall, you find what seems to be a fancy cabinet and score! You hold up a bottle of Don Julio 1942 triumphantly. You go to head back to the staircase but are thrown off balance by someone coming out of one of the rooms.
He bumps into you, and you lose your grip on your precious new treasure. You both watch in horror as the glass bottle slips from your grasp and shatters at your feet.
“Well, that was unfortunate.”
Eddie Munson stands before you, a sheepish grin on his face. While you wouldn’t necessarily call yourself friends, two years as your primary dealer has made him a significant presence in your life.
“Munson, what are you doing here? I mean, besides running into innocent bystanders and breaking bottles. I didn’t peg this as your scene.”
“Customers,” Eddie explains, gesturing to the non-existent people around you.
You sigh and look down at the remnants of the tequila.
“You owe me a drink now, you know.”
Eddie’s brow furrows and then his face lights up. “Well, Lady Y/N, it seems like that’s the one thing I can’t provide. But! I can offer you something better.”
He pulls a small plastic baggie from his jacket pocket and wiggles it in front of you.
“Care to try?”
You raise a brow. “How much?”
He places a hand on his chest and gasps in mock astonishment. “Free of charge, of course.”
You suppress a smile at his antics and nod. “Ok, Munson, show me what you got.”
The two of you find an unoccupied bedroom and sit side by side on the edge of the bed.
Eddie hands you one of the little tablets and places the other on his tongue. You follow suit, eyes closing as you swallow.
“So how long till it kicks in?”
Eddie’s gaze darkens. “Believe me, when it happens, you’ll feel it.”
He’s right.
After it hits, everything feels so intense, like every sense got dialed up to eleven. Looking at Eddie, you feel almost hypnotized, like something is drawing you in, completely out of your control.
You lean forward, swinging your legs up onto the bed and sitting with them crossed. Eddie mirrors you, his hands coming to rest on the tops of your thighs.
“Hi,” you say softly, smiling,
“Hi.”
“Hi,” you repeat once more, bursting into a fit of giggles.
You fall forward into his chest in your fit of laughter, and when you finally calm yourself down and look up at him, your faces are only inches apart. Eddie’s pupils are blown wide and he licks his lips as he holds your gaze, a hungry look on his face.
You’re not sure who leans in first, but all you know is one second you’re looking at each other, and the next your mouth is on his.
Eddie grabs your hips and positions you to straddle his lap, lips still locked on yours in a bruising kiss.
He takes your bottom lip between his teeth and bites down before soothing the sting with a swipe of his tongue. You gasp and he hums approvingly at your reaction.
Eddie moves down to your neck, placing a few soft kisses there before sucking a mark into your skin. You whine, your hands tangling in his hair as he makes his way down the column of your throat.
Between your legs, you can feel his length pressed up against you, straining against the fabric of his jeans.
You grind your hips down on him and Eddie groans against your neck. You repeat the motion, and this time he mimics you, rolling his hips up into your heat.
The friction is delicious and you throw your head back as you moan. With all of your senses so heightened, you bet you could cum just from this.
You reach down to the hem of your top to pull it off and Eddie makes a strangled noise as your bare chest is revealed. You had decided to go without a bra tonight and clearly, it was paying off.
“You’re stunning, Y/N.”
Eddie runs his hands up your ribs until he is cupping your breasts, teasing your nipples with the pads of his thumbs. A moan escapes you as he leans forward and takes one into his mouth, flicking his tongue over the bud as it hardens under the attention.
He pulls you off his lap and gently pushes you until you’re laying on your back. You’re about to protest before he moves your skirt to bunch around your waist. He hovers over you, sucking another mark onto the top of your breast as his hand moves closer to where you need him.
“Oh, fuck,” you cry out as his fingertips brush your clit. You’re wetter than you can ever remember being in your life, and you’re sure Eddie can feel it through the thin lace of your underwear.
His gaze is trained on your face, watching for your reaction as he hooks his finger into the crotch of the flimsy material and moves it to the side.
He runs his fingers up and down your slit a few times before slipping the middle two inside. You gasp at the intrusion and unconsciously buck your hips up, desperate to feel more. His fingers are thick, and you can feel the cool metal of his rings brushing against your entrance as he works his fingers in and out, the heel of his hand rubbing deliciously against your clit.
“Fuck, princess, you’re soaked.” Eddie licks his lips. “Is this all for little ol’ me?”
You want to roll your eyes at him, but all you can focus on is the pleasure he’s bringing you, your eyes slamming shut and toes curling as he hits the perfect spot inside you.
A tongue swipes over your clit and your eyes shoot open to see Eddie looking up at you as he closes his mouth over the nub, sucking on it.
His fingers speed up inside you, curving up to hit that spot with every pass. You throw a hand over your mouth to quiet the shout that escapes you. Eddie licks at your clit with all the vigor of a man starved and you can feel the knot tightening in your stomach. You tangle your fingers into the roots of his hair and tug slightly, pulling a muffled groan out of Eddie. Tugging again, you watch as he rolls his hips into the mattress, desperate for any sort of attention to his aching cock.
“Oh fuck, Eddie, please!” Your thighs tense as the knot in your stomach threatens to snap. “M’ gonna cum, please make me cum!”
Eddie moans again and the vibrations are enough to send you over the edge. Your back arches in pleasure as you orgasm, Eddie’s movements never ceasing.
You’re not sure if it’s the drugs or the man between your legs, but you feel like you’re floating, head up in the clouds of pure bliss.
He pulls back after you come down from your high, removing his fingers and bringing them to his mouth. You can’t help but moan as you watch him suck them clean, making a show out of licking up every last drop of you from his hand. He’s still fully clothed, and you decide that simply won’t do.
You sit up and grab him by the lapels of his leather jacket, pulling him in for a kiss. You can taste yourself on his tongue as you push the jacket off his shoulders, finally breaking apart to pull his shirt up over his head.
Eddie hisses through his teeth as you reach down to cup him through his jeans, lightly squeezing.
“God, princess, you’re killing me here.”
He pushes your hand away and makes quick work of his jeans and underwear, tossing them somewhere on the floor. You shimmy out of your remaining clothes as well, staring unashamedly at Eddie as he undresses.
Eddie is so hard it must be painful. His cock twitches as he notices you staring, a pearl of precum beading at the tip. He’s decently long and thick, the kind of girth you know will stretch you out oh so well.
You take his cock in your hand and he can’t help the noises that tumble from his lips, his hips stuttering up into your grasp as you swipe your thumb across the head. You lean forward and take him into your mouth, swallowing him down until he brushes against the back of your throat.
“Holy shit,” Eddie mutters weakly.
You pull back and brace your hands on his hips before taking him as deep as possible. You swallow, and the feeling of your throat spasming around the head of his cock brings forth a litany of curses, his hips moving forward in an aborted half-thrust. You swallow again and he pulls you off of him with a groan.
“If you keep that up, this will be over way too fast,” Eddie explains. A look of panic crosses his face. “Oh shit, do you have a condom?”
You shake your head. “Don’t need it, I’m on the pill.”
You lay back and he clambers to get on top of you, clearly excited by your admission.
He’s such a dork. A very hot one, as you can clearly see, but still.
You’re broken from your thoughts as Eddie grabs himself at the base and runs his cock through your folds, coating the tip with your wetness.
“Eddie, please!” You are far from willing to be patient right now. If he doesn’t get inside you within the next few seconds, you’re going to scream.
“Your wish is my command,” He grins at you cheekily, positioning himself at your entrance.
Eddie pushes forward in one smooth motion and your core burns as it tries to adjust to the intrusion. Even as wet as you are, he’s still big, and you swear you can feel him stretching you out.
Your clench around him as he bottoms out and you both moan at the feeling.
“You ok?” Even in the heat of the moment, Eddie is still thinking of you, checking to make sure you’re not in any pain.
You nod, and he pulls out until only the head is inside, pausing for a moment before pushing back in hard.
“Oh, fuck!” You scream, no longer caring about being any sort of quiet.
He starts thrusting in and out, picking up speed until he’s set a punishing rhythm.
Eddie moves a hand down to rub at your clit and you let out a sob, senses entirely overwhelmed by the effects of the pill and the intense pleasure he’s giving you.
“That feel good, princess?”
You can only moan in response, all rational thought stripped from your brain.
“Look at you, pretty girl, taking my cock so well, taking it like you were made for it.”
“Eddie, fuck, you feel so good.” You pull him down to meet your lips, moaning and whining into his mouth in between kisses as he continues to pound into you.
He’s gorgeous like this. Kiss-swollen lips and skin slick with sweat, he looks like a greek god, muscles flexing as he moves above you. You’ve never seen heaven, but you’re sure it can’t be much better than the euphoria you’re experiencing now.
His rhythm starts faltering, and you can tell he’s getting close. Eddie’s movements speed up on your clit, determined not to finish before you. Your thighs start to tremble as you approach your second orgasm of the night.
“You gonna cum for me, princess?” Eddie sounds almost amazed, like he can’t believe he’s the one making you feel like this.
“Eddie, please, yes, please!” You’re not even sure what you’re asking for any more.
“Cum, Y/N, wanna feel you come on my cock.”
Your eyes roll up into the back of your head as your orgasm hits you like a tidal wave, crashing down on you and knocking the breath from your lungs.
Eddie’s movements become sloppy as your back arches, your walls spasming around his cock and sending him over the edge.
“Y/N!” He calls out your name, burying himself to the hilt as you feel his cock pulse within you, filling you up with his cum.
He collapses beside you, slipping out of you as he does. You whine at the loss, reaching for him needily.
He makes a sympathetic noise and pulls you to his chest, stroking your back soothingly. “The E really did a number on you, didn’t it?”
He smirks. “Or was it just me, princess?”
You nod, or maybe you shake your head, you’re not sure. The world seems out of focus as you lay there, floating far above reality.
Eddie was right; that was much better than a drink.