Disclaimer – I do not own or profit from Ed, Edd N Eddy. Of course. Rated R for sexual situations and slash. Of course. I am going to hell for this. Of course. 'lol'
The episode abused here is "To Sir With Ed", the one where Nazz shows up to Eddy's house unexpectedly and the Eds assume she's there for a date with Eddy – and yes, despite the description this chapter still has slash. Curious? Then read on...
This chapter is dedicated to Mysticlynx, who requested I use this... I hope you like it, sweets.
Peace, all.
Tales From The Cul-De-Sac
Chapter Seven – The Puppy
by Ghost Helwig
Double D was on the phone with Eddy. That wasn't new, but it annoyed Ed anyway. He finally had Double D alone, and Eddy had to call...
It was fine, though; he could bring Double D's attention back to him. That wouldn't be hard at all.
Well, if the plan went right, it would be...
So, still in the puppy persona he'd adopted to try to lure Double D into a kinky role-playing session with him as student and Double D as teacher (it was odd to Ed how often his attempts to garner some sort of sexual reaction from his friends only elicited confusion – perhaps he was too subtle?), he padded over to Double D and began humping his leg.
Placing his hand over the mouthpiece of the phone (ever the polite one), Double D said in a strained voice, "please let go of my leg, Ed." But beyond that predictable reaction Ed noticed something else – Double D was aroused. Ed was too close to him to miss it.
Success!
So Ed didn't stop – instead, once Double D was off the phone Ed ignored his hoarse whisper of "Eddy said – there's a snake-" and pulled him down to the floor. Once he had Double D beneath him he kept pumping his hips, pushing into Double D's hips with helpless, artless moans.
And he wasn't the only one hopelessly moaning. Double D's voice echoed sensually in his ears, arousing him further.
He never knew how he managed to slither both of them out of their clothes, but very soon they were naked and pressed wetly together, Ed still pumping his hips. He couldn't think of what he could do to make this feel any better than it already did-
But Double D obviously could. He reached between them, steadying Ed with his hands and wringing pleasured groans from Ed's mouth-
And then he impaled himself on Ed.
Ed couldn't think or breathe or even cry out his pleasure. But he kept rocking his hips, each thrust and roll dragging cries from Double D's slender, convulsing throat-
They came together, moaning and grasping and finally finding each other's mouths for deep, hot kisses. Slowly Ed realized that he was bearing Double D down into the floor, and he pulled away with a small sigh. Double D stared up at him, eyes glorious and large and very bright.
"We need... snake... there's a snake at Eddy's house." The usually verbose Double D's near loss of coherent words amused Ed, and as he and Double D quickly redid their bug-catching costumes for the snake they were now after he thought of all the ways he could reduce Double D to such a wordless state later on... Maybe using his lips on his chest, or his stomach, or even lower...
When Double D pulled his suspenders up, Ed walked over and fell to his knees before him. The snake could wait a little while longer. He was a 'growing' puppy, after all, and puppies needed to eat...