Chapter Text
"Massive violence, the slaughter begins
Future collapses, this nightmare now begins
Lying faces, bastards are cold
Self-annihilation, this feeling's growing old
— Front Line Assembly, "Circuitry"
It's after hours in the bar when there's everything on your mind, and you're sweeping the floor back and forth with a comically large broomstick that your tiny hands wielded. You typically handled the bar, but you were fine cleaning up any other mess accumulated in the Breaker Box, especially whenever Cam showed his face around here. Your fluffy ears and tail twitched in annoyance, a bitter frown formed on your lips before disappearing immediately, and of course, Eddie just had to notice it. "Something on your mind?" He questioned while he glanced your way, finally taking in how the floor glistened from you cleaning off all the dirt from it. "Oh, nice work, pup."
Your face flushed from being titled that, but you cleared your throat and elaborated. "I'm just thinking about how much I hate Cameron." You told him, which earned a chuckle from his throat. Volt found it wholesome you two got along—Eddie had always had an appreciation for canines, so it was only natural he took in a 10 year old puppy girl. "He's disgusting."
"Oh, please, it's a club. Obviously it's going to reek of sweat and sex. All those people trapped in one place, eugh." Eddie shook his head at the thought, almost snorting from your sensitivity. You rolled your eyes and puffed your cheeks out, stomping your foot lightly. "Don't do that, pup. You're going to get wrinkles."
Of course, another laugh left him when you flipped him off. "God, you're adorable." Eddie gruffed out before he redirected his attention back to his drink, taking another swig whereas you finished up sweeping up the entire floor and took a seat next to him. "Hmm?" He cocked his head, as if he was curious you had something to say. A large sigh escaped you as you shoved your head down on the counter. "Exhausted, huh?"
"Something like that," you met his gaze with a small smile pulled upon your lips. "I can handle tending to drinks and the entire bar, but it's slowly catching up to me." You hopped off the stool and started mixing your own beverage, fruity and bitter all at once when it hit your taste buds. Eddie, admittedly, was impressed with how you eagerly you took up work. He was perfectly fine doing it by himself, but it was pleasant to have an extra set of hands on deck, no matter how tiny they were compared to his and Volt's.
"Please don't overwork yourself." As standoffish as he was, he decided it wouldn't be fair to be mean to you—you were just a 10 year old puppy girl they had adopted after you lost your family, so they were essentially your parents. He was comfortable being tender with you as long as you didn't yap to Volt or anyone else about it. "You're only 10, you shouldn't even be working at a club in the first place." He said, keeping his tone careful and devoid of any emotion, ensuring to keep his relationship with you sturdy rather than a sea of clinging to each other for comfort.
"You're just upset I can work electricity better than you can!" You stuck your tongue out at him before a giggle escaped you, and you took a swig from your drink. The alcohol burned your throat, so sweet and harsh on your tongue. "You know I just want to be useful." You spoke after a moment, twirling your hair—you fidgeted quite often like that, as you were full of energy due to your animalistic instincts. It was quite often you ran around the club after closing hours.
Eddie bit the inside of his cheek while he sipped from whatever he was drinking—whiskey, you assumed. "Uh huh," he found you utterly hilarious for a little pipsqueak. "You're precious." He squeezed his eyes shut, pondering something before he hesitantly glanced to you. "Hey, uh, I've got a question... if you're willing to answer it, of course." He carefully spoke—for an asshole, he respected all your boundaries.
"Hmm?" You cocked your head innocently, the gleam in your gaze catching him off guard. Eddie was quite mesmerized by how adorable you were, especially with those fluffy ears and tail that sprouted from your head and backside respectively. He often wondered how truly puppy-like you were, and he wanted to test it. "Did I do something wrong?"
"No, uh...." Eddie bit the inside of his cheek again, realizing he couldn't just back out of it. "What's it like being a dog?" He wasn't sure how disrespectful it was to ask that, but it'd be in character for him.either way. "You know, like, the ears and stuff. Isn't it weird having a heightened sense of smell? And just, I don't know, I'm just curious about what it's like."
You blinked, and blinked once, before your cheeks flooded with warmth once more. "Well, uh, being a doggy is nice but it's kinda awkward whenever my heat rolls around." You said bluntly, oblivious to the type of reaction that would be gained from him. Eddie stared, wild-eyed once he processed what had left your mouth. "It's like suffocating in fire."
"You go through heat already?" The personified fusebox questioned in pure disbelief, his cock twitching slightly at the concept of you desperate for any type of stimulation at your young age. Fuck, he should not be thinking that—you're a fucking child, and it's a biological urge, anyway, it isn't like you can help it. "Jesus Christ, I, uh... When does it usually roll around?" He thought back to the mutts from Mateo, and how often they went through their rut.
Your lower lip became pouty as you parted them. "Uhm, would you believe me if I told you I was going through it right now?" You gave him a shy look, which bewildered him to the nth degree. He figured it made sense though, the way you've been seeming distant for the past few days. You got like this one a month, and he theorized maybe you were shy. "It's like, agony to my skin. You should feel me."
Eddie hesitantly reached his hand out and brushed it over your forehead, surprised by how the small whine you let out from the contact. "Holy fuck, you need to rest." He scooped you up into his arms and ignored how you squirmed, instead he brought you to the backroom and pushed you on the couch. "Lay down and go to bed." He almost turned to leave before your voice filled his ears once more.
"Eddie, don't leave me," you puffed your cheeks out, upset with how he seemed to escape you whenever you needed him. "I need you." You whimpered like a baby. "You can't just leave me... like this, not when my body is demanding you." Holy shit, this couldn't have been happening. Were you genuinely, seriously asking him to fuck you?
"You're 10." Eddie urged through gritted teeth, his cock straining evidently against his zipper as he took in your pathetic state. When you weren't avoiding the Breaker Box, you were clinging to Eddie and Volt, insisting they pay attention to you. He figured the gleam in your eyes should've told him everything he needed to know, but he had been foolish and now he was caught between a rock and a hard place—you were so eager for him to run his hands across your precious frame. "I can't just... molest you. Shit like that has consequences."
"I'll be extremely sick if you don't fuck me," you blurted out, hoping it would convince him into being yours—at least until your mating cycle had run its course, and then you could forget all about it, while it would rot in his brain forever. "Pleaseeee... I know what it's like. It's extremely unpleasant, and I'm already fucked up like this." Eddie was honestly mesmerized by how adorable your pouting was, and his mind unfortunately wandered to the image of your legs spread with your tongue stuck out—demanding to be ravaged by his thick adult cock until you were leaking cum for ages. "Pleaseeee?"
Eddie pondered it once more, and ultimately came to the conclusion he'd regret it later. He was buzzed enough as it was, and this was required from what you told him, so it wouldn't be fair to you if he just ignored you when you were suffering like this. "Ugh, fine, but don't tell Volt or anyone else about this? He'd fucking kill me if he knew I stuck my cock in you." The coarse language flustered you, and a tiny giggle left you as he unzipped his pants and yanked his erection from his boxers before they fell around his ankles and became abandoned on the floor once he climbed onto the couch with you. You peeled off your shorts and underwear, throwing them in an obscure part of the room.
"How do I look?" You questioned with a small smile while his eyes scanned your fragile body, noticing the small amount of hair that formed on your pussy. "Ravishing, huh?" You peered at him as he lowered his head and slotted it between your legs before he dragged his tongue across your folds. A shudder ran through you and you threw your legs around his shoulders, which caused the adult to be caught in the cleft of your thighs.
"I'm only doing this because I don't need a sick child on my hands." Eddie rolled his tongue over your clit before he peppered kisses along your flesh. It was so delicate compared to his rough demeanor, it was enough to drive you insane—his calloused hands wielded your legs, being careful not to press too hard to leave marks. Any physical reminder would just cement him as a fucking perverted freak to the others, and a hypocrite too—he didn't like serving the objects who were a part of the MAP support group. "God, please don't fucking tell Volt about this."
He imagined the shame reflecting from Volt's gorgeous eyes, his face etched up in pure disgust—he knew he shouldn't be entertaining this type of event, but it was too late now. You brushed your fingers through his hair while he ate you out. His mouth worked diligently, reducing your throat into a string of whimpers while your thighs quivered from the electricity coursing through your veins. His tongue flicked over your clit before he glided it between your folds, tasting your delicious essence. "Fuck, baby," he groaned. "I didn't know a 10 year old's cunt could taste so good."
"Pervert," you tugged on his locks and pushed his face down, directing the way he feasted upon your cunt. "Worship my pussy until you're fucking drowning in it." You spat, and his face flushed from how domineering you've become in the span of a few minutes. He was used to being the one in control whenever he got some, but this could be a pleasant change for once—in fact, it eased his guilt for laying a finger on you.
Eddie found it deeply amusing how your tail wagged back and forth, so enthusiastic about finally being relieved from your heat. His mouth worked against your cunt, lapping up your folds like a man starved. Your toes curled with each swipe of his slick tongue, until your body clenched and you gushed all over his face. "Oh shit—" The adult bit down on the inside of his cheek before he eagerly gulped down the juices that flooded past his lips, his tongue lapping up his cheeks and chin to rid any remnant of the honeyed fluid. "Holy fuck, you're cute when you orgasm."
"And you're sexy when you're being a desperate creep for underage pussy," you yanked him by the hair once more before he pulled back, and you pushed him against the couch cushions before you climbed on top of his large frame. Eddie peered up at you, his face reflected as a dark red. "I'm going to ride you, alright?" You rocked yourself forward and brushed your pussy over his cockhead, his eyes snapping wide while he realized the extent of your tightness. You were still just a fucking virgin.
"Jesus Christ, you're an insatiable little slut, huh?" You were fucking 10 years old, a goddamn fourth grader—he shouldn't have dubbed you as that, but it's just the fucking heat of the moment. "Just.... Just know I'm not going to cum inside, alright? You're too fucking young for that." He informed you through gritted teeth, and you ignored him completely while you sank yourself on his large shaft that instantly stretched you out beyond relief.
"A—ah, fuck!" You squeaked like a chipmunk and you threw your legs over his shoulders for the second time, slowly rocking yourself back and forth on his cock. Eddie held you close, his fingers dug into your sides while you bounced repeatedly. "Yes, yes, take that, you fucking pervert." Your ears twitched, and your tail flicked harshly, too excited for your own good. Sex was too amazing for your mind to comprehend, and he became transfixed by the sight of your tongue hanging out. "My little kid pussy is so addicting, isn't it?"
"Shut up—" Eddie groaned and rutted himself forward, driving his cock further within your depths. Your walls clenched around his cock, sensitive from your previous orgasm, so you attempted to restrain yourself from climaxing too early. "Remember what I said. I'm doing this just because you need it." His brows became furrowed while his face scrunched up in concentration, dripping sweat from the exertion of wrecking your underage cunt.
"I want you, Eddie," you crashed your lips against his and heard how he grunted from the contact, all while he pumped his cock in and out of your tightness. Your pussy was like a glove around his shaft, constructing like a boa constrictor—it drove him to pound you like the dumb pervert he was. "I want you to fucking destroy me with your big pedo cock until I'm a sobbing mess."
Eddie gasped, unable to believe what he was hearing from your mouth. You typically pouted whenever he made an icky reference, and you called Volt gross for flirting with anyone in the vicnity—you were such a fucking pervert. "You're fucking insane." He spat, his heart pounding within the chambers of his chest. "Just fucking ride me, alright? Don't worry about anything else. You're too young for that."
"I'm too young for this." You told him, obeying the adult man's hair. Eddie smacked you across your ass and heard how you mewled, his hands kneading the plump flesh. You were such a sweet little thing, and he was just sexually abusing you like this—his cock slid further inside your pussy before he pulled out, and rammed himself back in. "Oh, yeah—fuck me harder, you pedophile."
"Don't fucking call me that," his hand flew to your throat and his fingers dug into your windpipe, suppressing your air supply. You yanked back and rocked harder onto his cock, catching him off guard. Eddie trembled beneath you. "This is all your fault. I shouldn't be fucking you, but you're just an insatiable little whore who wants grown man cock, don't you?"
"Please, please cum inside," you moaned in his ear. Eddie's fingers dug into your sides, rocking your back and forth on his erection while you trembled within his grip. Your pussy clenched around his shaft, desperate to milk him. "Come on, don't leave me waiting. I want your dumb pedo cock to burst inside me and fill me with cummies." It was so insane to hear that from your high pitched voice, so undoubtedly a child he was rutting into like a damned animal—
"Fuck, wait—" Eddie shuddered while you bounced up and down his cock, riding him like your life was dependent on it. "I can't, you're too little. Volt would fucking kill me if he knew I creampied your sweet little pussy." He struggled harder beneath you, desperate to escape you, but it was too late. After a moment, you felt his semen rushing through your pussy and eagerly settling into your womb. "Oh.... my god," he panted like a dog. You waited for a moment before you withdrew yourself away from him, allowing the cum to ooze down your thighs.
A wide smile stretched across your lips as you peered down at Eddie, who was wild eyed and coated in sweat while his cock pulsed between his legs. "Hmm? What's that look for?" You questioned, your hands slowly tweaking your nipples. He glanced away, refusing to be tempted further into being a degenerate. He had already done enough, and now you were probably going to have nightmares for the rest of your life. There was nothing he could do now.
"Why did you do that? Eddie sobbed as if he didn't recognize the tears sliding down his expression—it was an absolutely gorgeous sight for a sadistic little bitch like you. "I fucking told you that you were too young to get bred, you dumb bitch." He sniffled, and you noticed how he quivered directly in your line of vision. God, it was so delicious to see such a stoic man broken down like this.
"Thank you for giving me puppies, Ed," you caught him in another kiss, finding it precious how he was too stunned to pull back from the sudden contact. "I love you so, so much."