plot: a casual smoke sesh with you, your boyfriend eddie, and your best friend steve turns into something…… less casual lol content warnings: smoking/drug use, voyeurism (eddie loves to watch), dirty talk, heavy petting, begging, fingering, overstimulation, eddie calls reader baby word count:2.6k a/n: i hope yall like my first one shot! the ones been brewing for a while. it’s pretty drawn out but i think its worth it also not all of my stuff will be x cis female reader, it just pertains to this specific story
smut below the cut!
Eddie’s bed was probably your favorite place in the entire world.
It was an odd choice for a favorite place. His mattress wasn’t anything special, probably over a decade old. His pillows are too flat for you. He doesn’t even have a top sheet, just sleeps with the same old quilt every night. But damn it, every time you got in it, you either got high or got fucked. So yeah, it was your favorite place in the world. And it only gets better when your favorite people are in it too.
You sat on the end of the bed, facing the headboard, your legs criss-crossed. Eddie was on your left, laying down but propping his torso up with his elbows. His feet press against your hip, occasionally rubbing them softly against you, just to let you know he was thinking about you.
Steve was to your right. He laid flat on his back, hands plopped casually on his chest. It was rare, just the three of you hanging out without Nancy or Robin. Not that you minded, it was nice to have the occasional smoke session without Robin’s constant babbling. She got ten times more talkative when she was high, but you’d also be lying if you said you didn’t miss it a little bit.
Still, you were content. Sitting between your favorite boys, passing around the second joint of the hour. You were all substantially stoned already, but it was a Saturday, and the second joint was just sitting there.
And in the midst of the smoke, and jokes, and Eddie’s little touches– the conversation seemed to have somehow drifted into unknown waters.
