eddie loves to fake hump you. eats that shit up for dinner breakfast and lunch. you gotta sqaut anytime you're around him because of it
you two were walking into his trailer with food in hand, you were ranting about something. "no because it's wild ho- oh shit." you cussed as he locked the door, you dropped one of the chopsticks. "my clumsy ass," you groaned bending down to pick up the utensil.
you felt a pair of hands on hips bringing your ass to your boyfriends pelvis and felt thrust against your jeans. you deadpanned, "oh fuck y/n-" he moaned stupidly. "y-yeah faster..!" you were able to hear him holding back his laugh. you stood up right and he kept doing it but sloppier as you looked over you shoulder, unamused. and he was biting his lip trying not too laugh, eventually failing.
you pointed the chopsticks at his neck, "you think you're funny?"
"i'd say hilarious." he smirked.
"well you're not," you narrowed your eyes.
you were gonna get him back. next time you guys got chinese it was maybe 3 weeks later and you had 'accidentally' bumped into him. making him drop his fork (he cant use chopsticks) and he cussed. "dammit-"
"oh sorry babe," you bent down slightly to get it and he put his hand up to tell you its fine. this was your opportunity. you hopped right behind him with a smile, getting a clear view of his ass. thank god for skinny jeans. you put a hand on his lower back and put your pelvis to his ass, copying what he would do to you. "mmm, so good..!" you hummed mockingly and you saw his muscles fall.
god what you'd give to see the look on his face.
"oh god."
"you like that?" you giggled thrusting into his ass and he pulled himself off you. you crossed your arms as he glared at you, "yes?"
"i'm trying to look for a choice of words." he said, pointing his fork as he talked. "stop trying to be me..?" he teasingly squinted his eyes.
"be you?" you scoffed.
"yes! there's only room for one of me in this world. so cut it out, y/n." he said while picking at his food, "and stay away from my ass." he glared as he opened the fridge and you couldnt help but give it a squeeze, he stood up in shock shutting the fridge in the process. you smiled, looking up at him as innocently as possible.
you two had a stare down and you tried to sneak your hand around to cop another feel and he quickly slapped it away. and there he realizes, this is revenge.
because now randomly you'll poke his ass or when you two are playing a card game and he goes to get some more beers, you'll slap his ass, "nice pair." you'd wink like how he would you.
he'll just kind of stare at you silently, knowing he cant even speak.
he does have a nice ass though.