#eren yeager drabble

[perfectyeager]

ꨄ Cheater!Eren who will happily fuck you having a girlfriend

EREN YEAGER had the morality of a wasp.

He had a very, very fucked up moral compass and lacked serious empathy — hence why he fucked you every few days while still having a girlfriend!

“Jeeesus, baby, yeah — fuuuck — yeah, that’s it, that’s my girl.”

You huffed out an annoyed breath, eyelids twitching as Eren delivered a particularly hard slap to your ass as you bottomed out on his throbbing cock in reverse cow-girl on his bed.

“I’m not your girl.”

Eren stifled a laugh, catching his bottom lip between his teeth as he ogled at your behind, a large, tattooed hand coming up to rub the soft skin as it rest upon his abdomen.

“Sure, you are, babygirl.” He’d whisper, hands residing on your hips, lifting you fully off his achingly hard cock, and back down again, a loud groan erupting from his throat, whining when his tip kissed your cervix beautifully, “My perfect girl.”

“N-no,” You spoke, your voice unstable as Eren set a pace behind you, his grip on your hips like a vice as he slowly dragged his cock in-and-out of your tight, shamefully wet cunt, “You already h-have one of those, Eren.”

“Have a what, baby?”

He knew what he was doing — you could hear the smirk in his voice as he landed a large hand on your ass once more, forcing a moan to be ripped from your mouth, along with his name in a lewd manner.

“Ereeeen.”

“Hm? Tell me, baby.”

You couldn’t help but feel so disgustingly pleasured as images of his girlfriend filled your head, “Y-you have a g-girlfriend. Who’s not me.”

Eren tutted behind you, rubbing soothing circles on your hips with his thumb as he fucked you slowly, enjoying the painfully slow drag of his cock through your tight, gummy walls.

“Oh, do I?” He’d tease, “Must’ve slipped my mind when you took your clothes off.”

A strained gasp was ripped from your throat as Eren got bored of the pace — now, gripping your hips harder than before and fucking up into your tight pussy like a bitch in heat. Revelling in the way your pussy squelched as he fucked your arousal out of your abused little hole and all over his pelvis, a creamy white ring forming around the base of his cock.

“Fuuuuuck — best pussy on the planet.”

“B-but, what about—“

“What about who?”

He was a tease. He loved making you say it, make you feel guilty for fucking a taken man, make you think about his girlfriend and still continue to bounce your ass back onto his cock, whining his name.

Eren’s hand snaked up your back, grabbing a fistful of your hair, dragging your aching body backwards, your back flush against his heaving chest, his eyes rolling to the back of his head at the way your pussy clamped down on his cock and his name was screamed from your swollen lips.

“Tsk — you little whore. You fucking love this, don’t you? Fucking someone’s boyfriend?” His breath was hot against your neck as he panted into your skin, licking and biting at your earlobe.

You whined louder than before, a hot, red blush rising to your cheeks at the thought of making him harder than his girlfriend could, making him cum twice the load, making him say he’d rather you be his girlfriend.

“Y-you’re sick, Rennie.”

“Yet you keep coming back, don’t you, sweetheart?”

You hated how fucking right he was. You’d never ever call it off or try to tell his girlfriend the things he does behind her back because you don’t want it to stop. Because, shamefully not, you don’t feel guilty. At all.

Eren made you feel three times as good as any man could. He makes you cum more times in one night than your ex did in 4 months of dating. So, if being a complete and utter slut and a home-wrecking bitch means getting the best orgasm and dick of your life — then, I guess you take the cake for worst girl on the planet.

But, who could blame you when the man behind you looked like that?

You caught a glimpse of Eren in his mirror — strands of his dark hair had come loose from his bun, now stuck to his forehead in sweat, his cheeks a slight twinge of red, mixed with a cocky smirk and a fucked out expression on his face.

He was positively perfect.

“Fucking love this pussy,” He whined in your ear, the desperation nearly sending you over the edge, “Can’t fucking wait to feel you cum ‘round my cock. Do it better than anyone else.”

Eren’s nimble fingers slipped between your legs as kept up his brutal pace, his middle finger rubbing quick circles onto your sensitive, throbbing clit as he angled his hips to hit your G-spot so deliciously you were seeing stars. Eren’s cock was the longest, and best, you’d ever had — so good that most times you had sex, you were nearing your orgasm without having your clit touched once. The way his cock repeatedly slammed against that sweet spot deep inside you that had you creaming and crying out his name like you wanted someone to hear, and had you fucked utterly dumb.

“‘M close, Rennie —Nngh! —, ‘m there!”

“Yeah, give it to me, baby. Let Rennie feel you cum on his cock — yeaaaah, such a good girl.” He coaxed, fingers speeding up ever so slightly and increasing pressure as your eyes rolled back, the coil in your stomach on the brink of snapping as Eren smirked against your neck, pressing open-mouthed hot kisses to your warm skin.

“That’s my girl.”

The phrase that once sent shivers down your spine in shame, was now pushing you over the edge to squirt on his cock. You cried out in ecstasy as Eren bucked his hips harder into you, his cock driving deeper as you came harder than before, your juices coating this thighs.

“S-shit, baby, you squirtin’? Fuckin’ squeezin’ me so tight.” He huffed, grinding his teeth together as you milked his cock, feeling his own orgasm approaching as you writhed on top of him.

“Rennieee!” You whined, feeling suddenly overstimulated as he continued to ram his hot length into your fluttering walls, your eyes squeezing shut as you gripped his tense forearm.

“Sshh, baby, I’m there, God, ‘M fuckin’ cummin’,” He warned, his face tensing as his mouth fell agape as you clamped down on him once more, “Fuuuck, yeah, that’s it, yeah, take it, take it, take it—!”

Eren was extremely vocal as he let out a low groan, almost growling as he pumped his sticky load deep inside your willing cunt — pushing his cum so deep it squelched out the side of his cock and onto his already soaked thighs. You whined deeply from your chest as you felt Eren fuck his cum deeper into you, wanting to make sure you took every drop.

“Shiiiit, girl.” Eren laughed as he lifted you off his softening cock with a hiss, “‘Made a fuckin’ mess.”

“Your fault.” You mumbled as you collapsed on his bed, curling up into a ball in fatigue as Eren walked to his bathroom casually as if nothing had occurred.

Sleep almost took over your body before Eren’s nonchalant voice hit your ears as he retreated back into the bedroom, phone against his ear as he smirked evilly down at you.

“Yeah, babe, I’m just with Connie. No, I’m not doing anything stupid. What do you mean you checked with Connie’s girl and he said he’s with Jean? Yeah, Jean’s here too, God, at least let me finish, woman.” He pinched the bridge of his nose as his girlfriend’s mumbled, clearly worried and upset, voice rang in the silent room, “Girl, if y’just wanna argue I’m hangin’ up. No, I’m not cheating on you — for fuck’s sake, I’m not an asshole. Okay, there we go, stop crying, you’re fine. Yeah, love you too, or whatever.”

You couldn’t hide your giggle at his fake affection, which you soon stifled behind your hand as Eren smirked down at you.

“What do you mean who was that? It sounded like a girl?” Your eyes shot open as Eren repeated her words, “Babe, I already told you Jean’s had a drop in testosterone recently — it’s a serious condition.”

Like I said, his moral compass was very skewed..

[sabokunsmalia]

𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘; eren yeager featuring: eren yeager x fem! scout reader content: eren introduces you to his group of friends, but can't keep his hands to himself. content warning: semi-public masturbation, fingering hi it's malia: oh oh, those aot guys have a good grip on me.

When you agreed to this little gathering, you actually thought it would be a small one. Instead of inviting his two best friends, Eren decided it was time to meet the entirety of the group. Two turned into ten. The table at the small fast food restaurant was filled with the friends, talking away about their day and how they plan to spend the weekend. None had very specific questions for you, they only were curious about what you looked like, and if Eren treated you good enough.

For the past ten minutes, he did not fail to impress them, how kind he was to you. Sharing his drink with you because you wanted to taste the liquid mixture, or even placing those soft, featherlight kisses against your temple. It was adorable. It was a situation they have never seen Eren in. Sure, he dated Mikasa, but the black-haired female was into way more hardcore parts of life than you.

What none of them saw, was Eren's little devilish play underneath the surface of the table. A hand placed on your thigh, using his fingertips to spread your legs apart for him. The dress, you decided to wear earlier on, turned out to be your worst mistake. Eren already head a plan as soon as he saw the height of the table.

"Open up for me," The words were formed with his mouth, not speaking a sylabelle but you knew exactly what he wanted from you. Eren was just the kind of guy, who couldn't keep his hands to himself, and always loved the risk of such situations.

How embarrassing it could be, if his friends found out what was happening underneath the table while they sat around, and held a simple conversation. While Eren smiled at them, his calloused fingertips drew lazy circles over your hardened nub. Whimpers and whines swallowed by the clenched fist in front of your mouth, which offered your chin a place to rest. It was always the same with him, it was not the first time, Eren decided that waiting until their arrival at home was not an option.

"How long have you been together? I don't remember Eren telling us," Sasha clapped her empty hands together, the piece of meat in her mouth not completely chewed as she smiled. It was a normal moment, no one bothered how much she ate or how she combined eating and talking. It was Sasha, it was normal for her.

"Oh, it's been -" Your answer, infiltrated by sweet happiness, was interrupted by a deep breath. The conversations around the table ended abruptly as their caring stares landed on Eren and you. That little bastard, you thought, clenching your thighs together and squeezing your boyfrend's single finger.

While attempting to uphold a common conversation with one of his friends, Eren used the distraction simply to mess further with you, and your body. A long, slender finger gathered the wetness between your puffy folds and entered your sweet pussy without a warning. "Are you okay?" Armin worriedly piped up fron the side, his caring gaze switching between Eren's calm face and your furrowed eyebrows. You nodded your head as an answer, inhaling a deep breath to calm down your nerves.

Eren ran a hand through the front part of his hair, brushing the strands of chestnut hair out of his face and back behind his hair. He watched with hooded eyes, how you attempted to save the situation from being caught in the act.

"I don't think Eren's little experiment drink was good for me," You spoke up, forcing yourself to giggle lightly at your own words. The worry disappeared from several faces, while Mikasa's lingering glare made it difficult to focus. After all, the clenching of your thighs only animated Eren to fight more to receive what he wanted.

His long finger slowly moved, in and out only a bit but curling when his knuckles touched your folds. "Nothing for the weak stomach," Connie added from the other side, taking another gulp of his glass. Nodding your head again, you agreed before turning back to Sasha to answer her question from earlier. "Barely over a year,"

"Oh, that's longer than we imagined," Hange laughed loudly, patting Levi's back multiple times with her flat hand. Oh, the stoic man truly hated the touch of someone, holding the cup in his very own special grip while raising the hot tea towards his mouth. "Don't think about it, Levi's a little special," Eren informed from the side, nodding his head towards the black-haired with the tired gaze.

"Hm," You added, leaning further forward and spreading your legs for Eren underneath the table. After all, his knuckles rubbing against the insides of your thighs wasn't necessarily good for your skin, and the confident male beside you, would not accept a decline from your side.

So, you let him play his little familiar game with you, and your pussy. A second finger added, Eren switched between a calm or harsh pace to not draw any attention on the two of you, or the activity happening. By the time, the food plates decorated the table, the sweat gathered on your temples.

Eren wasn't going very easy on you this time, as if he wanted his friends to notice that he couldn't keep his hands off of you. Calloused thumb massaged your clit in circular motions, slipping from left to right with all the arousal that gathered between your thighs.

Oh, he was having so much fun.

Elbow propped up on the table, jaw placed in his unoccupied hand while smirking so confidently. Listening to conversations going on, Eren started eating, while having his finger still buried so deeply inside of his favourite warm place.

You were in for a long night, the sneaky glances coming from Eren already said so much. But therefore, he was in for a sweet punishment, once the safety of his apartment was reached. Plans started to unfold in the back of your mind, and a smirk, almost as equally mischievious as his, spread across your face.

[candytoothed]

"can you just try?" your boyfriend gruffs, his tone gentle as he folds his arms. sitting across from you at a quiet cafe, his fingers lightly caress the back of your hand, sending a flutter through your chest. he's asking you— again— to order for yourself, just this once. he promised, "it'll feel good, trust me," but the thought of speaking up sends a shiver down your spine. you can't even remember the last time you asked for something from anyone.

"yeah, but it's their job to serve you..." he grunted with a tiny chuckle when you'd told him this the last time.

"i know, but i still feel bad..!" you muttered, twisting the hem of your maxi skirt around your fingers. he had grinned, pressed a kiss to your forehead, and let it go.

until now, of course.

he remembers when you were rambling to him one night, frustrated with how you could never speak up for yourself in any situation. you'd felt like a loser. (you are, but he refrained from saying so at the moment hehe)

"just try." he repeats, offering a rare, almost tender smile. you nod, a tiny smile pulling at your lips in response. the waitress comes back, notepad in hand as she asks for your orders, starting with your boyfriend.

"mapu tofu— please." he says, closing his menu with a small nod as she takes it from him.

she smiles, turning her attention to you. your gaze drops back to the menu, but it feels like you’re studying it for the first time. “what would you like?” she hums.

"umm," you mumble breathily. you blink at the many food choices, even though you already know what you want.

"i'll have the.. kimbap, please." you speak lowly, your voice quiet and tentative. your hands cling to the fabric of your skirt, shoulders slightly hunched as you unintentionally try to make yourself smaller.

the waitress leans in slightly, smiling sweetly. "i'm sorry, what was that?"

you feel them both watching you and shrivel in your seat. you inhale sharply, looking up to meet the waitress's gaze before quickly looking back down. "kimbap." you repeat, your voice a little steadier now, though your nerves still tangle in your chest.

she nods, jotting it down before walking away, and you let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding. you can't help but feel a little proud of yourself.

"jesus christ, felt like i was catching your introvertness." your boyfriend teases.

"shut up," you giggle, sliding your drink towards you.

"wasn't so bad, right?"

you shake your head, taking a sip of your drink as if it might help calm your racing heart.

"told ya so." he smirks, nudging your foot with his under the table

bakugou, aizawa, toji, zuko, eren, kuroo, + your favs !

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Boyfriend!Eren was in the middle of his stream when you came over to his place after not seeing him for almost a week. You were visiting your parents house and finally made it back, wondering if he was asleep since he hasn’t been answering to your text. You walked into your boyfriend’s shared apartment, with the house key he gave you (because he has a habit of losing his keys) and walked straight to his room, hearing him yell over the game. You shook your head and opened his door with a smile.

Eren looks up from his computer, “Oh shit baby??!” He said immediately pausing his game and getting up to give you a hug. “You didn’t tell me you were coming back already.” He kisses your nose then your lips.

“Look at your phone for once, I texted you a thousand times.” You roll your eyes playfully, kissing him once more. Eren walks back over to his pc set up and grabs his phone that was flipped over and saw your text messages.

“My girlfriend’s back guys.” He stupidly grins at the camera and looks at the chat. “They said hi.” He looks at you. You walk over to the camera and wave, slightly bending over the read the chat messages, “Hey guys.” Eren, who was standing a a bit behind you, gazes straight towards your ass before licking his lips. “Alright guys ima end the stream.”

You wave bye and walk towards his bed, lying down on your stomach, smooshing your face into his pillows. You hear Eren telling his chat goodbye before you feel his hands pull your hips towards the edge of the bed, laying his whole body down on top of you. “I missed you.” He mumbles into the skin of the neck while he kisses it softly. “I missed you too.” You turn your head to the side, humming softly. You squeeze your legs together when your felt his hard press into your ass.

Meanwhile in the other room of the apartment, Nerd!Armin was also on stream, showing his viewers how to pass a level of his anime game, a lot of people requested. Armin and Eren have always been friends and when they got a place together Armin was streaming a lot. Eren took interest in it and asked Armin to help him set up his own pc and stream account. It’s been about a few months since he started and he was already growing a following.

Armin was in the middle of reading his chat when he read one comment that made his cheeks heat up.

“Eren and Y/N are fucking so loud on his stream. He accidentally left his mic on 😭😭😭”

Armin pulled his noise canceling headphones off and sure enough, he could hear your faint moans feom his room. Armin gulped and looked nervously at the door and then back at the chat, unsure on what to do. He knew the streaming platform had restrictions and he didn’t want Eren’s account to get banned.

His blush covered his entire face when he heard your moans getting louder, “I’ll be right back guys.” He mumbled very quickly before ending the stream all the way. Sighing to himself he got up and walked towards Eren’s room, your noises getting louder. He knocks three times, no answer. Feeling his hand grow sweaty, he wiped it on his shirt and slowly opens the door, mentally preparing for what he’s about to see.

His eyes widened when he saw Eren hovering over you shirtless, one of his hands holding the back of your thigh, his other is between your legs, his fingers thrusting in and out of you, Erens eyes snapped up from you to Armin, standing awkwardly at the door, he parts away from your nipple, a pop sound echoing, “Whats up armin?”

Not once did he stop, you however, your eyes widened as you look over, and see him as well. “Y-you left the uh the stream on. Your mic.” Armin stuttered slightly horrified that eren didn’t even bother stopping.

Armin was no where near a virgin but he also doesn’t just have sex all like that. Between Eren and Armin, Eren was definitely more of a fuck boy, that was until he met you a year ago.

“Oh? Whoops.” Eren shrugs off looking back at you. “W-what does he mea-ooh-“ you moan when he curls his fingers inside you. “I didn’t end the stream properly.” He kisses your jaw. Armin takes it upon himself to walk over and end the stream, wanting to return to his room as soon as possible. He rushes to end the stream properly and when he finished he stands up and his eyes widen even more, if that was even humanly possible.

Your eyes closed shut, back was arched, legs spread wide while Eren was buried between your legs. Your legs trembles at every flick his tongue makes on your clit, moaning helplessly. Armin shamefully wondered how good your pussy must be for Eren to not even care that he was in the room. Maybe even forget he was. You moan louder, squirming your hips into his face. You turn your head to the side, eyes halflidded and they landed on Armin who stood close to the desk. Your eyes trailed down his body, noticing his growing bulge, smirking softly before your eyebrows scrunched when Eren circled around your clit repeatedly. “Oh sh-shit baby.” You moaned, your hips jerking. You reached to the side of you, your hand tapping around looking for something until you found it.

Armin watches you, your expressions full of pleasure. He gulps nervously when you trail down his body, before your eyes stop, rolling to the back of your head. He quickly looks down getting embarrassed when he notices he has a boner. Armin’s cheeks flush hotter as he looks back at your whimpering state watching as you look for something and toss it toward him on you find it. It lands on his socks and he looks down, sucking in a breath when he notices it’s your panties. He looks back at you, now occupied with Eren, who’s eyes stayed closed the entire time.

Impulsively, he picks up the thin piece of fabric, noticing the wet spot and he has no idea what crossed his mind when he brings it to his nose and takes a breath of it, softly groaning feeling his cock twitch in his sweats. You gasp when you feel Eren raise your thighs higher, holding you tighter, continuing his assault with tongue, fucking it in you, circling and swirling all inside.

Your eyes lazily fall back to Armin who was watching you, holding your panties in his hand tightly. You feel yourself about to cum for the second time squeezing tight around Eren’s tongue, moaning out as he moans into you. Your eyes flutter, still staring at Armin, “C-come.” You moan, “fuck, baby,”

Armin slowly walks closer towards the both of you. “Eren, I’m so close baby, don’t stop.” You moan, your eyes never leaving Armin’s while he walks closer.

“E-eren.” You whine, dragging out his name as your orgasm hits, your hips rolling into his face. You bring your hand to tug Eren’s hair, who finally opens his eyes, seeing your gaze set on Armin. He chuckles against your pussy, parting away after leaving a kiss on your fluttery puffed out clit.

“You don’t have to be shy Armin, look at her, she wants you to touch her, isn’t that right baby?” He looks at you as you nod yes, still whimpering. You look back at Eren who’s smirking at you, pumping his cock in his hand. “Slutty ass pussy.” He groans as he pushes his cock into you slowly, pulling out a bit, before stuffing you full. You whine at the stretch, grabbing at the sheets, Eren brings his lips towards yours, kissing them roughly, rolling his hips into yours, his hands finds its way back behind your thighs, holding them open, trailing his kisses down your jaw, your your neck.

“Moan his name y/n, tell him how bad you want him.” He grunts into yours ear, his knees buckle when you squeeze around him, “Ah fuck, you want him to fuck you too?” His hips snap harder against you.

“Y-yes, want you, Armin, p-please.” You cry out feeling every thrust hit deeply inside you. Eren sits up, still fucking you, bringing one of his hands to your jaw, turning your head towards Armin, “tell him not me baby.”

Your eyes full with tears as he quickens his pace, legs trembling watching as Armin’s eyes darkens even more when you moan his name over and over. You bring your hand to press against Armin’s bulge, your fluttering eyes, mouth open. Armin hesitantly brings his fingers to your mouth, shoving them down your throat. You instinctively close your mouth, sucking and moaning around his fingers, his hips pressing against your hand, whimpering softly. Eren moves his hand back to your free leg, pressing your deeper into the mattress, moaning as his fucks you in a harsh mating press, watching as you choke around his best friends fingers.

Your eyes roll, drool slipping out the corners of your mouth, tears falling out when Armin pushes his fingers down your throat, his hips bucking into your hand. You gag around his fingers, feeling your walls squeeze tightly around Eren’s cock, violently thrusting in and out of you before your body trembles, another orgasm overtaking you. “Look at her, Armin, look how much she came, bet you she been thinking about you. Greedy ass pussy. What? I’m not enough? You need my best friends to fill you up too hm?” Eren smirks at your state, “fuck you squeezing me so tight baby, what do you want? Tell us?”

Armin takes his fingers out of your mouth and you take a breath, moaning and babbling incoherently as Eren fucks you through your high. Armin smirks at your fucked out state, placing his hand over yours, pressing harder on his sweats. You can feel all his precum seeping through his sweats, while Eren shifts his hands to your hips, lifting your bottom half off the bed, lining it up to his. You whimper feeling Eren pull out up until his tip, your walls still fluttering around it. “Use your words pretty girl, what do you want?” Armin asked stroking your cheek. Your eyes flicker from Armin to Eren, who are both staring at you dangerously, before you focus on Armin. “W-want you.” You started, immediately gasping when Eren pushes himself back into you, violently thrusting. Your back arched off the bed, head thrown back as you cry out.

“Want me to do what?” Armin asked, grabbing your jaw to make you face him, his other hand moves to your boobs, pinching at your nipples harshly before grabbing and squeezing them. Your body jerks at every thrust and pinch they give you. You couldn’t possibly even think what you wanted but you knew you wanted more. “M-more.” You begged moaning loudly, your hands gripping something, anything.

Your legs fall limp in the air, fingers shaking from the intensity your body was feeling all around. Eren hooked his arms under your knees, pulling you impossibly close while Armin leaned closer to your face, barely hovering over your lips. “You know you’re such a tease.” He pouts innocently but his eyes are far from it, “You don’t think I notice how slutty my best friend’s girlfriend is? Those skimpy ass clothes you wear. How you come into my room when Eren is asleep asking if I want to eat anything, while wearing his shirt with nothing under. Were you hoping I’d say I wanna eat you?”

You eyes blinked frantically, feeling heat pour all over your body, “Y-yes, oh fuck yes yes yes.” You moan, not a thought going through your mind. “So fucked out, you’d say yes to anything.” Armin laughs, taking the opportunity to stuff your panties in your mouth while it was open. The dry fabric soaking up all the saliva that’s lingers in your mouth before he pulls it out, a string of spit connecting.

Your eyes roll as Eren hits your cervix, “Armin, get her mouth ready for me yea?” Eren grunts feeling your arousal gush out more. “She feels so fucking good-shit, squeezing me every time I mention you fucking her, but only if she tells you what she wants.”

“You hear that?” Armin asks, his fingers entering your mouth again, not hesitating to shove them down your throat, and pressing your tongue down, gagging as your eyes water more, “You need some help figuring out what you want?” You moan around his fingers helplessly, eyes half-lidded, watching him watch every expression of your face. “Want my mouth on your slutty ass pussy or my dick stuffing you full till you can’t think for yourself like right now?”

You cough and gasp for air when he pulls his fingers out, “Both I-I wan- nnghh- need it, Armin o-please.” Eren moves his fingers to your clit, rubbing slowly in contrast to his pace, feeling his cock twitch inside you warm gushy walls.

“Fuck baby, need you to beg more. Wanna fill that filthy mouth up.” Eren moans slowing his pace down but not the pressure. Your thighs tighten at ever slowed rough thrust he gives you. “Please Armin need you, need your mouth, your dick. I want it all, please I’ll be so good. I’ll let you have me whenever you want. Wherever. Both of you. I’ll be yours. Yours fuck yours forever. Please I’m gonna cum Rennie, I- I can’t-“

Eren pulls out before you can cum, practically laughing in your face when you cry from the overstimulation and being edged. He places your bottom half back on the bed, rubbing your hips a little. “You wanna cum baby?” Eren asks moving off the bed, switching places with Armin who’s already in between your legs. You nod, “Please.” You beg softly, legs shaking as you feel Armin’s hands wrap around your thighs, kissing up the inner skin, purposely skipping your quivering drooling pussy, to the other side.

He bites the skin, adding to the marks Eren left previously, your back arching off the bed. “Gotta use your words silly girl.” Armin speaks when he parts away then going back to sucking you soft skin. “Y-yes.” You pant watching as Eren connects his lips around your boobs, his fist pumping his red hardened leaky dick. You whine out loudly when Eren bites your boobs, “You know you shouldn’t forget using your manners dumb girl. Say the whole sentence baby, let us hear.”

“Please I want cum, please.” You cry out, your body immediately jerks when Armin’s tongue flicks your clit, his tongue piercing adding pressure to the sensitive nerves. Armin’s eyes roll when he finally taste you, spreading your legs wider and he gets to work. Eren trails his lips up to your neck, moaning against your skin as his hands continue to move against his dick. Your hips rock in Armin’s face, his tongue licking up and down, his piercing teasing your holes, your clit, before he plunges it inside your pussy, fucking your already sensitive hole. You moan get swallowed by Erens lips, as he kisses you roughly, your eyes rolling when he bites your bottom lip.

“Pretty girl,” Eren coos looking at you whimpering state, “you like how my best friends mouth feel? Does his tongue feel good fucking you pussy?” Bet you like how his piercing feels huh?”

You moan out when Armin groans against you, his tongue flicking out and circling your clit before going back inside you. Your twitchy legs threaten to close his head in between your legs are stopped when Armin presses you down more. “A-armin please, too m-much, please baby I wanna cum.” You moan, your hands falling to your sides pulling at the sheets.

“Not yet baby hold it.” Eren ticks his tongue, standing up. “B-but pl-“

Eren slaps his cock against your lips, rubbing his tip along the plush skin. You shut your mouth pouting as your eyes roll and hips squirming. Eren spits, it landing on your mouth and at the head of his cock.

“Open your mouth baby, you know better than to talk back.” Eren says while his fingers pinch and pull at your nipples. Your mouth opens, moaning out when Armin parts briefly and slaps your messy cunt before attaching hips lips back to yours. You immediately choke around Erens cock as he bullies it down your throat, not moving for a few seconds moaning as you tighten around him. He pulls all way out, giving you a second before he does it again.

Armin moans as your walls squeeze his tongue each time Erens cock is down your throat. He glances up at you watching the bulge of Eren’s cock from your throat, his eyes rolling as he continues humping the bed. He pulls away and kisses you roughly your stomach, his hands working his sweats off. His dick hits his stomach revealing just how needy he really is.

You felt warm splatters of his pre hit your skin, moaning around Erens cock, eyes fluttering when he pulls out to give you another second to breathe. “Relax baby, we’ll make you feel good.” Eren says wiping away a few fallen tears, “Your being so good for us.” You suck his tip, bobbing your head sideways slowly as he watches, moaning when you feel Armin’s tip slide up and down your needy pussy, teasing your entrance. Rolling your hips trying to push his dick inside you before he rubs it along your clit.

Armin watches as your juices wet up his dick without even going inside, still rubbing his cock on the outside of you. Eren starts fucking your mouth, cupping his hand around right under your jaw keeping your head up and tilted. Your eyes watch him, his and tensing every time your throat tightens around his dick. Your hand finds its way to his balls, cupping under to massage them. “Fuck baby just like that.” He moans his head falling back for a few.

Moaning around him from Armin still teasing your poor pussy. You squirm your hips, your other hand reaching down. Armin watches your hand find his dick, that’s he’s still running it all over your pussy, his pre smearing everywhere on you, moaning as you run his dick up and down your pussy, stroking his dick, squeezing tightly at his tip. You keep doing that for a few more seconds until you guide it to your entrance. Armin pushes his tip in you, whining when you suck him in the same time Eren pushes his entire length down your throat.

Armin’s head falls back as he slides himself inside, moaning loudly feeling your warmth suck him in full. Your eyes roll back when you find holes stuffed. Eren moves his hand from your jaw to your hair, holding your head back before his hips start snapping into your face. Armin grunts when you squeeze his dick and he starts his thrust, slow at first letting you adjust to his size before he starts matching Erens pace.

Your eyes screw shut, choking and moaning from the both of them. You were dizzy, your vision was blurred while they fucked you, you heard none of their words to you. You couldn’t even hear your own thoughts.

Your back arched when you felt your sudden orgasm crash over you, your body trembles from the intensity. Armin presses his body closer to you, sucking your collarbone, moaning into you skin, trailing wet sloppy kisses up to your neck. He watches the bulge if Erens print in your throat, and bring his mouth over it, sucking your skin, his teeth lightly grazing over it.

Your hand drops from Erens balls, Armin still thrusting sloppily into you, moaning louder into your ear, Erens curses feeling the suction of Armin’s mouth, his dick twitches inside you and he stuffs his dick down your throat, holding it there while he spills his cum all inside. Armin thrust for the last few times before he bottoms out, his cum spilling deep inside you.

“Shit.” Eren grunts slowly pulling out, his cums till trailing out throughout your mouth, leaving to go grab a cloth to clean you up. You cough catching your breath, your head falls as you lay there, panting heavily. Armin still on top of you, slowly fucking his cum in you, his lips moving all over your skin before he finds your lips leaving a soft kiss before he slowly pulls out of you.

He sits up watching his cum trickle out of your pussy, using his finger to push it back in, “I see why you guys always fuck for hours whenever you come over.” Armin grins looking at your limped state, using his other hand to rub your thighs. Eren walks back over with the wet cloth and kisses your lips. You whimper out when he cleans you up, you are so sensitive.

“You okay baby?” He looks at you with soft eyes, his other hand massaging parts of your body. You nod, your eyes heavy as you feel yourself getting sleepy. “I don’t think I can even think anymore.” You say trying to figure out just how many times you came. You lost count when Armin joined.

“I’ll go run the bath.” Armin says slowly getting off the bed and putting on his sweats, groaning realizing just how wet they got from him.

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Later on that night, you and eren were asleep, Armin was in his room playing his game, not streaming this time since he wanted to take some time to think about what exact happened earlier. He kept your panties, and jacked off to them just a few minutes ago.

You woke up from your deep slumber, slinging Erens arm off feom around you, your legs still shakey as you walk to get some water. You definitely felt the damage from the both of them but you smiled as you made your way to the fridge. You grabbed a glass and got some ice water and drank it.

“Hey.” You heard Armin’s voice from behind you. You turned still drinking the water, holding onto the counter. “Yea?” You asked when you placed the glass down. “Are you okay? You were out of it after….”

You smiled and walk towards him, placing you hand on his cheek, “Your so sweet Armin. I’m more than okay.” You say looking into his eyes, your hand trials down his chest, “If you ever want to do that again, let us know.” You wink and walk back to your boyfriend’s room.

Armin watched as you walked, his dick getting hard instantly. He sighs and goes back to his room pulling out your panties and shoving his new pair of sweats off.

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Okay so like wtf was I on? Idk idk idk. Based off that one nerd armin vid on TikTok 😫😫😫

Not proofread

I was ovulating when I thought of this #needthat

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[doestalker]

plug!eren yeager who finds you crying on his front porch during one of his pool parties. makeup running down your cheeks, your body shaking from the cold air hitting your bare skin in the outfit you were wearing, a black bikini top and some mini shorts that hugged your figure.

he sits next to you, lighting up a blunt and asking you what's wrong, eyes glued on the way your chest heaves with each hiccup as you try to calm down.

eren frowns when you tell him you found your boyfriend making out with the girl he told you not to worry about, practically fucking each other with their clothes on. he stays silent for a few seconds, baffled by the idea that someone would have the nerve to cheat on an attractive girl like you.

and he shares that thought as he passes you the blunt. you accept it with a light giggle, taking a puff and looking at him from head to toe. he was wearing a white tee and baggy jeans, his medium-length hair in a half ponytail with a few loose strands framing his sharp features. you notice how the silver of his chains highlighted the green in his eyes. he was undeniably attractive, and the way he stared at you made it clear that he found you cute too.

as you pass him the blunt back, eren asks you who your boyfriend was. his brows shoot up in disbilief when you tell him it was jean kirsten.

saying jean and eren weren't fond of each other would be an understatement. they despised each other. jean saw eren as an arrogant pot-head with no future beyond a life behind bars, while eren viewed jean as a stuck-up hypocrite—someone who talked trash behind his back but came crawling when he needed a fix. their animosity was deeply rooted in their mutual disdain.

the corners of his mouth twitch upward, and a sparkle of mischief dances in his eyes as he offers you a way to get back at jean. he's practically brimming with excitement at the thought of how furious that horse-faced idiot would get when he sees you with him. you don't know if it's the mix of alcohol and weed or eren's deliciously intoxicating aura, but you think it's a good plan—great even—so you agree.

next thing you know, you're down to your bikini, clinging onto eren's shoulders as you make out with him in the pool. his lips are soft and wet from the pool water, and his tongue—exploring posessively the inside of your mouth, tastes like raspberry vodka. your hand glides easily through his damp hair, grip tightening as he nips at your lower lip, his teeth sinking gently into the soft flesh. his fingers dig firmly into the sides of your hips, holding you tight against his firm torso.

you felt someone's gaze burning into you, so when you pull away from the kiss, you turn your head and meet with jean's eyes.

you wanted to laugh. he looked so furious even though the same girl he was making out with before was wrapped around him.

"what a fucking clown," eren muttered softly against your ear. "how could something like him bag someone like you?" there was a hint of something in his voice, but you couldn't manage to figure out what.

you answered him with another kiss. now that you knew jean was looking at you, you made sure to put on a show. your legs were now tangled around eren's waist, and your tongue danced with his, your lips making an erotic wet noise as you explored each other hungrily. you've never kissed jean like these, not in public at least.

a small, high-pitched giggle escaped your lips as he boldly moved down his hands to greedily grab your ass and guide you both towards the edge of the pool. all the while, his lips remained locked on yours, his kiss unbroken as he manouverd the both of you out of the water.

the cold air hit your body the moment it was out of the pool, sending a shiver down your spine and making you stay against eren's impossibly warm body. he looked down at you with a soft smile, tucking a loose hairstrand behind your ear.

or,

plug!eren yeager who has his hand firmly planted on the back of your head, pushing it into the matress, while he pounds into you. your clothes are now scattered around his bedroom along with his and the loud music blasting from the backyard couldn't muffle the wet sounds of your pussy swallowing his length.

"ahh, eren~" you whined, barely able to breath with the suffocating pressure of his hand and the rapid pace of his hips.

"yeah? you like that?" he said, and you could hear the smirk on his face. he took a long drag of his blunt, his thrusts slowing a bit, just to tease you. and when his lungs were full of the intoxicating smoke, he pulled you close to him by your hair. grabbing you by the cheeks with his other hand, he blew the smoke into your open mouth. "take it, baby," eren ordered.

you aspired as much as you could, already feeling lightheaded, then exhaled the smoke back into his face. eren smiled, proud, and gave you a wet kiss on the cheek. "that's it, baby, good girl." you moaned at his praise.

eren brings the blunt close to your lips, he didn't need to say anything as you took a drag from it. it was kinda difficult, since he was still pounding into you, so it took two tries to line the filter with your mouth.

"good. girl." groaned the brunette through gritted teeth, his lustful eyes almost completely black from his dilated pupils. it was now your turn to shotgun the smoke into his mouth, and of course he took it like a champ.

he puts the blunt away on a small tray next to you, which had rolling papers, filters and a lighter. it was your idea to take this to his bedroom after that panty-dropping kiss, but it was his idea to roll a blunt while he was buried deep inside your cunt. but goddammit if it wasn't hot.

you were used to having boring sex with jean. the missionary only kinda sex. you've always desired to be manhandled, for him to take you from behind, to slap you or to spank you. it never happenned though, and you didn't push it too much.

but now? oh boy.

eren was fucking you like a beast. the way he pounds his cock into your cervix, in contrast with the way he praises you like you are the prettiest girl he's ever been with? it was all driving you equally crazy and to your climax. you swear you started seeing stars.

"i'm gonna cum, babygirl, m'gonna fill up that tight little pussy, hm?" eren pants, sliding his hand through the curve of your arched back, back and forth, until it's resting against your ass cheek and leaves a hard slap there.

"erenn! please, fill me up," you whined, voice muffled by the matress. "fu-uuck, i'm gonna cum~"

"cum on my dick, princess, want you to cream my fucking cock like a good girl."

let's just say, jean had no way of winning you back now that you tried plug!eren yeager's cock.

[rhadamanthes]

nerd!reader x fratboy!eren

warnings : cliche cliche cliche Eren calls reader nerd a lot so be prepared, reader wear glasses, unprotected sex, fingering, blowjob lot of kisses, praise, doggy style, missionary, boob play, minimal use of y/n

word count : 6,5k

You hate working with men, especially in group projects. They're unserious and careless if it was up to you, you'd rather be doing this work alone but the teacher denied your request to your great demise. Through your years of college you successfully avoid being paired with slackers and frat boys. Today you are now seated next to Eren Jaeger, the ultimate form of a frat beast. You guess this is the end of your lucky run. 

The said boy is whisper-yelling in the receiver of his phone earning angry glances from the other student in the library... Has he no etiquette about the appropriate behavior in these places ? Taking off your glasses, you massage your temple, eyes closed, face facing your desk. It's only been a few days since you started this project but you feel like you've been at it for months. The end of the semester approaching means everyone is busy. You had a hard time scheduling this work session with Eren and he's on the phone ? You can't open your eyes now because you know you want to cry. 

"Sorry about this" he interrupts your train of thoughts "It's like no one knows how to organize a party when I'm not around" he jokes, opening your eyes you just stare at him with a blank expression. A party ? You're not even halfway through this project due in twelve days and he's thinking about a party ?

"I gotta go, but after the party I'll get to work and send you my part, deal ?"

"You're telling me that you're going to get drunk tonight, analyze the market we are launching our product in and create an adequate publicity?" you ask in disbelief.

"Yes" a smirk grows on his face, picking up your glasses from the wooden table, he positions them in front of his own eyes, without wearing them he looks around the room through the frame. "You know, it's not because you're a nerd with a strict working method that everyone has to follow them" he mokes, eyes falling back on you, the glasses make his eyes look slightly bigger in another context you may have smiled at that but right now you're just pissed. You open your mouth to snap back at him but he places a finger on your lips 

"Keep it down this is a library" oh you want to kill him now, the audacity stuns you in your seat. "Listen, I'm in the same class as you, yeah ? Means I am not completely stupid, just trust your teammate ok?" he smiles, sliding your glasses on your nose until his finger comes in contact with the skin between your eyebrows. Without another word he pats the top of your head, turning his heels to make his way to the library exit.

What the fuck ? 

A long exhale  escapes your lips as you slide back in your chair, well... your mood is ruined you cannot get another word down. gathering your stuff you shove them in your bags, following the same direction your partner took a few minutes ago. 

The soft breeze hits your cheeks and your pressure lowers a little, you should take breaks more often, this feels nice. The smell of nicotine hits you and you take a long whiff, god you would love a cigarette right now maybe you can borrow one to the person ? Turning your head toward the source of your desire, here stands no other than Eren. Life is really cruel to you these days. His emerald eyes catch yours and a smile curls around the butt of the cigarette. Snapping your head back, you speed walk toward the dorm, you swear you heard him laugh behind you. 

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Against all expectation Eren did send his part after the party. It didn't meet your expectations but you're seeing him again today so you'll suggest the modification and smooth it over so it looks like an actual group project and not a patchwork of personal pieces. Eren invited you to his place to continue working, originally he wanted to work at yours but you said no, you wouldn't want his presence in your personal space, it's too intimate and the way he behave like an elephant in a china shop the other days makes you sweat just by thinking of him in your own apartment. 

Standing in front of the main door of the two story house you take a deep breath before knocking twice. An unfamiliar face greets you and you're wondering if you had the wrong address, scrambling to apologize you're about to leave when you hear Eren's voice in the back

"Connie, is that my nerd ?"  The man in front of you, which you assume is Connie, tilts his head to the side, looking you from head to toe. You clutch your books tighter against your chest in embarrassment. 

"Looks like it" 

"Come on in " Eren's face appears behind the bald man and you step in the house "Just take off your shoes man" Eren says, squeezing your shoulder. Barely two words in and you're already tense. Why is he so comfortable with physical touch and stupid names? 

Nevertheless you oblige, toeing off your converse.  You hear a stream of foreign voices coming from your right, following the noises you fall face to face with a group of boys playing mario kart, laughing and screaming at each other. This cannot be real you think, feeling your arms weaken a bit.

"Eren ! If you were busy you should have told me I would've come another day." 

"No, that's fine! The boys are here but I'm taking you upstairs, it's where my desk at" he says, sliding his hand over your shoulder, looking down at you. He's close, maybe too much but you don't have it in you to fight, you can feel the warmth of his body despite your clothes. Holding his gaze you only notice now that his hair is down, fully down not half up like he wears so often his dark locks frame his face cascading on his broad shoulders. He is pretty, very pretty, your cheeks heat up a bit, you're about to change subject to get your mind off  your stupid thoughts when a voice interrupts you.

"No foolishness upstairs yeah ?" Connie giggles looking back at the two of you, controller in hand.

"Worry about yourself bro being 11th against Floch is stupid" he smirks earning a fit of laughter from the rest of the group. Hand still around your shoulder he leads you up the stairs.

His room is cleaner and tidier than you expected but you're relieved, Placing your book and laptop on his desk you start to organize your thoughts, you have a lot to do today if you want to be ready by next week.

"I've read what you sent me. It is pretty good but I would like to circle back on a few points with you if that's ok ?" you ask, taking place in one of the chairs facing the desk. 

"Sure thing, that's why we're here for" he smiles, scraping the chair against the floor in order to sit on it.  The screeching noise making your brow furrow, everything about him is so... intense.

The session goes smoothly, Eren is way more focused then back in the library. Maybe he just needs to be in a place he is familiar with to be productive ? Sure he would run downstairs whenever the boys cheered loudly to see what it was about, blow the smoke of his juul straight in your face, stretch and groan like he spent the last decade tied up to this chair. But as long as the work is done you don't think you mind anymore. 

"So I'll take care of the visual presentation, next time we see each other we could do a rehearsal of the oral presentation ? What do you think ?" you ask gathering your belongings 

"I think we are going to rock this shit" he says, holding up his hand in the air. He's he expecting a high five like you guys are some sort of football team ? You stare at his palm. "Come oooon loosen up little nerd we did such a good job today" he waves his hands and you dap it quickly, shaking your head left to right a small smile growing on your lips. You stand up and he walks you downstairs.

The group of boys sitting on the couch is smaller, no more Connie in sight, you don't recognize a single face. 

"Want to stay for dinner ?" 

"No I gotta get back home but thanks for the invite"

"Right, go back before the sun goes down and the wolf gets you" he laughs, grabbing your forearm when you lose balance putting your shoes back on. 

"Funny guy" you roll your eyes looking up at him. Behind Eren are two silhouettes, two boys that look like twins except one is slightly taller than the other, they still look very similar, upturned nose and slick hair pushed back. They are watching the interaction with curious eyes before whispering to each other. Right, the biggest gossips you know are actually men. 

"Don't take everything so personally it was just a joke"

"I know, it was just lame" it's your turn to laugh now, his eyes crinkle letting your forearm go, he opens the door for you.

"Well, see you around i guess" you nod your head stepping out, Eren sends a wink your way before closing the door shut in a forceful manner.... as always. 

Walking into the evening sun you still feel the shadow of his touch on your arm, goosebumps raise on your skin and you shove the thought in the back of your head, sliding your airpods in. 

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The presentation is in two days, you booked one of the private rooms of the library to have a proper rehearsal but something is missing.. Eren is missing, and now you're about to lose your reservation.

"You know the rules, private rooms can not be booked for a single person so I think you have to go" the girl with ashy gray hair says with a fake nice smile. 

"Yeah and that's pretty selfish to do, you know ?" the one with the black pigtails add

"I'm telling you my partner is on his way. I'm not hogging this room for myself and I'm not selfish. I booked it!"

You are starting to lose your patience. They've been trying to kick you out of the room  for the past five minutes. A familiar silhouette snakes its way to the room and your shoulder relaxes. 

"Mina, Hitch" his honeyed voice interrupts.

Both girls turn around and squeals greetings once they realise who it is. He gives each of them  a quick side hug, cheeks pressing together  "Oh my god Eren i didn't know the room was for you"  You mentally check out after that sentence, their smile seems genuine now and you laugh to yourself. So all it takes for them to act normal is a popular boy ? noted for the next time you want to book a private room. Their conversation digresses to something else and you interrupt them, having lost enough time as it is.

"Eren ? Can we get to work please ?" You can't see his eyes because he's wearing sunglasses... indoors but by now you shouldn't even be shocked at this point, his head turns your way.

"Duty call ladies, but it was nice to see you" he flashes them a million dollar smile guiding them out of the room with hands on their lower back. Minna and Hitch turn around saying their goodbye as they speed walk out of the library, arms linked with one another and hushed whispers. 

Seated across from you, Eren hasn't taken off his glasses yet and now that he is close, the faint smell of weed gets to you. 

"Are you high ?" you ask, clinging to your last hopes. No answer comes from him but the cheshire smile he gives you makes you slump in your seat. "Eren! Is this why you're late ? I almost got kicked out because of you!" you try to keep your tone steady but you fail, voice pitching higher than usual.

"It's not the reason I'm late but yes I smoked." He says finally taking off the shades from his eyes, they're red, making the emerald color of his irises pop out. You won't admit it but... he looks good like that. His hair is fully tied back today, making it impossible to escape his powerful gaze. "And there's no way they would have managed to get you out, you looked ferocious with your eyebrow tight. Mina and Hitch are all bark, no bite. " he snickers, digging his laptop out of his bag. 

You don't give him credit for his attempt at loosening up the atmosphere, connecting your laptop to the monitor. The fake presentation goes fairly well, Eren seems distracted, staring at you when he's supposed to be reading his parts. You would throw a pen his way to make him snap out of it, posture straightening up he would continue the flow of speech in such a natural way, eyes still never leaving yours. His gaze is hard to maintain so you would often nod your head, looking down at the powerpoint. Everytime you look back up a smirk was displayed on his face. 

After a few more repetitions you decide that you're ready for the real presentation. Eren is waiting for you at the door, bag swinged over his shoulder displaying his beefy arm. You trot up to him so he doesn't have to wait longer. Once outside of the library he's ready to part way  but you hold onto his biceps, his eyebrows shot up in surprise. 

"Eren please don't smoke before the oral presentation on friday" you must sound pathetic but you don't care you'll probably never speak to him after this project is over. You can see that he is holding back a smile before he opens his mouth.

"You worry way too much my little nerd." Eren leans in for a hug, the same type he gave the two girls earlier, but he lingers a bit longer, his large hand rubbing your back.the embrace is somehow reassuring you take a deep breath patting his back, you choose to believe him if this goes south for any reason you'll give your all in the other discipline to compensate. 

"See ? you can actually relax when you want to" he smirks putting his sunglasses back on.

You roll your eyes adjusting your tote bag on your shoulder "Bye" you turn around. 

Walking toward the dorms you think about Eren, usually his touch would irritate you, him being so casual with everyone and anything drives you crazy. But today after you saw him being sweet to those girls, you are glad he hugged you too... and the way he refers to you as his nerd is kind of cute. A long exhale escapes your lips : remember that everything will be over after friday. Maybe it's for the better, this way you won't get the wrong idea. 

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Presentation went well ! The transitions were smooth and the questions asked by the other classmates at the end allowed you to prove your work was not surface level but well rounded and constructed on serious work of research. You had to literally step on eren toes when he would space out, throwing any supply at him is not possible since  you were in presence of the entire class and not the privacy of the study room. Other than that, no bumps. It is a huge weight off your back 

The oral exam being done also means that you are officially free from any academic pressure... until next semester but still ! You can take time to relax now.  And it is exactly what you're doing, sitting on a bench you are catching up on your personal reading that you put aside due to the amount of deadline you were meeting. The three above you provide the perfect amount of shade while you still enjoy the warm breeze of the afternoon. A smile grows on your face as you read more and more of the eternal husband. It's not the book that makes you smile but the simple fact you are able to read it.

Your bliss is cut short when you feel a heavy weight on your foot, ready to brawl you put your book down with vigour. 

"It's only payback don't look at me like that" Eren of course it's him "Plus you got out of the classroom at lightning speed i might have thought the last weeks were a fever dream you disappear so quickly" 

"I stepped on your toes because you were just staring at me. It was your time to speak! And i left because i had things to do" 

"And I was staring because you missed a part of your speech it isn't like you you know ? that's why i was shocked"

"Wait ? I did ? " You mentally replay the whole scene and can't seem to find a crack in it.

"It is so easy to mess with your mind my little nerd" Eren says ruffling your hair while a laugh makes his shoulder shake. You push his hands vigorously.

"Don't joke about this, I'm serious! " 

"Soo tense, you know what you need ? To relax, to live a little" 

"I was relaxing before you tried to amputate my foot," you said, grabbing your book to emphasize your words.

"Oh come on you can't be serious we just finished exams and you're dipping your nose in that russian freak story ?"

"To each their own" you say opening it back to resume your reading but a thought crosses your mind "What do you do to relax" abandoning the printed pages to look back at him. You immediately regret your question as a devilish smirk grows on his face. 

"Would you like to know ? Or better I could show you" Eren says, picking up a leaf that has fallen in your hair, his finger traveling down so he can tilt your chin up. "Come by my place tonight ?"

"You're having a party ?" you ask sheepishly. That is why is known for on campus, parties, girls dying for him to notice them and his amazing athletic performances. You never went to one of his famous parties nor his games. Not your cup of tea but still, you were curious about it. Eren eyes are blank for a moment, fingers caressing your chin. "Yeah, something like that, so are you coming ? To have a proper end to this collaboration."  

A last goodbye huh ?  If his parties hold up to their reputation you probably won't even see him tonight due to the amount of people that would be present, and you doubt he will come to find you out of all people. You would be lying if you said a part of you doesn't want to go to his house, see what the fuss is all about... You will only stay so many years in college fuck it. "Ok i'll be there" HIs face lights up "Can't wait then" Another million dollar smile sent your way and his trotting off god knows where on campus. 

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The sun sets faster than you realise, it's time to get ready for tonight, you do not know what to wear, how to do your hair and makeup, walking back and forth between your closet and the full length mirror in your living room you can't decide which dress will make the cut. Mini black  backless dress or baby pink strappy dress ? Your mind tends to the black one, it's more casual you'll be more comfortable.  Oh my god shoes, what about shoes ? If you call Annie to ask her you know she'll hang up, sighing as you rummage through your tiny shoe storage. The dress is black you might go for black shoes as well. strappy black heels they're toe open, a quick glance at your feet and you can see that your nail polish is still intact. Well looks like you got an outfit. 

Opting for a light make up you made a wing eyeliner (surprisingly fast, given the fact that you didn't wear makeup for a longtime due to your exam ) , lip gloss, mascara blush and concealer to hide the bags you accumulated for the last few weeks. You smile at your reflection, it is good to see you this primed, you feel like you again. The glasses would spoil the look so you go for lenses tonight, and for your hair, you let them sits freely around your face and dow your back, the dress being backless would call for an updo but you're having a good hair day so screw it 

22:37 reads your phone about time to go. You're feeling a bit anxious but decide to ignore it.

You call an uber and soon enough the car pulls  up in the familiar driveway.  Thanking the driver as you make your way to the steps, the absence of noise from any kind strikes you, you would've thought that the famous parties at the Yeager house have bass loud enough to feel them in your chest.  

Before you have the time to process anymore thoughts, the door swings open revealing Eren, smiling ear to ear, looking at you up and down, his adam's apple bobs up. "Come on in" he says holding his hand out, you take it, climbing up the few stairs that separate the both of you.

"Where is everyone else ?" you ask, surprised to find the house empty. 

"They'll be here" he says leading you to the kitchen, hand on the small of your naked back "Tomorrow" he adds with a grin. 

"Eren!" 

"What ? If I told you tonight was just us would you still have come ? "  he asks, filling two cocktail glasses with a thick orange liquid.  Eren takes your absence of reaction as an answer. "It's just that we spent all this time together  and I never saw you anything other than stressed,  I couldn't imagine you going to a party to be honest" he snickers, dipping his lips in the colorful mixture as he slides the other glass your way against the kitchen island. "Look at you nerd,not wearing your glasses, dress and heels on, you look good like that ! "

"You deemed me a nerd because I wear glasses and read books" you grumble looking down at your glass, not picking up his comment on your appearance but it makes your insides mushy. 

"Not really, the first time we met you literally explain to me in details the lore of the dance of the dragons because you saw my Daenerys keychain" you close your eyes mortified by the memory "Don't be embarrassed that was fun ! " he hits your shoulder, laughing at your reaction. 

You remember it all too well, it was your second year of college, Eren sat next to you, the small classroom got cramped fast and he was late, beggars can't be choosers. It is true the pop Daenerys figure caught your attention and you made small talk and might got carried away but there's no harm in that or so you thought, guess you annoyed him pretty bad if he still remembers it to this day. Feeling your cheeks heat up, you turn your head right, a few days ago this is where his group of friends were playing mario kart, now that the space is empty you got a nice view of his living room.

"You have a fireplace ? Fancy" you remark 

"What you don't ?" 

"My humble student apartment doesn't allow this type of furniture"

"That is really sad, want me to put it on for you ?" you roll your eyes and he leads you once more around his house, cocktails in hands. 

Both of you are kneeling in front of the fireplace,resting on the fluffy white rug. Eren is filling its center with different sizes of wood sticks. You admire his arms flexing and stretching as he moves around. Tonight he is wearing a tight white shirt that highlights his toned body. His dark hair is fully down once more, the ends are a bit damp, making some spot on his shoulder see through, a grey jogger is covering his legs. Damn. He looks good wearing that. Once the branches are neatly placed he adds a fire starter and hands you a box of matches, the long type ones. 

"Do me the honour" he smiles, you return his expression, scratching the red tip against the rough side of the box and sticking it to the little white cube, the flame catches quickly and you squeak, retrieving your hand from the chimney. Eren claps at your side praising you in an obnoxious manner. "She did it!" and others exclamations as if you saved the world. You laugh at his antics, eyes fixated on the yellow and orange hues  that dance in front of you.

"Did you know that in ancient Rome everyone was peeing at the same place "latrines" with the strong concentration of ammonia in urine a single match would have been enough to blow the whole place up ?" you snort, thinking about the anecdote you learn in latin classes as the fire crackles in front of you. 

"No I didn't" you turn to him and he is wearing his signature teasing expression.  You know what is thinking already, you can almost hear his voice say it; nerd. Here you go ranting about random facts because you're hampered, and being alone with Eren at his house is the reason. At least you can blame the heat coursing through your body on the nearby fire. You take another sip from your cocktail. 

"Is that a sex on the beach ?" you ask to change the subject. Eren nods looking impressed that you know. "I was going to offer you a beer but I have the feeling you would like something more refined." 

"Nice catch, I don't like beer, but I have to say I didn't imagine you drinking cute cocktails."

"I'm a versatile guy, and I like to adapt to my guests." he smiles clinking your glasses with his before you both drink some more.  

The conversations flow easily with him, against all expectations you guys have a lot of common interests, video games, movies and music taste. You realize that maybe you have judged him as much as he did you. Eren is currently refilling both your glasses in the kitchen as you scroll through his vinyl collection. You asked for a soft drink, feeling like the alcohol and the warm waves that come from the fireplace would be the perfect combo lulling you to sleep. 

Your shoes are long forgotten by the fireplace, you are sitting on your ass, feet joint by your side. Eren slides back to your side  handing you your drink. Your thighs are flush against each other, the more you were talking through the night, the closer you got, literally. The fireplace gives his face a warm light, accentuating his features, his lips are moving but you cannot decipher a single word. He is so pretty like that, the heat coming from the chimney decouples his scent, lavender and wood. You take a deep breath to ground yourself but you can't push away the need to kiss him. 

Leaning into Eren's chest, you press your lips into his, softly, to see if is going to pull back or not. He doesn't, you feel his arm wrap around your shoulder, making it impossible for you to squirm away, but you wouldn't even if you could. His lips are intoxicating, he leans more and more into you as his tongue enters your mouth. Desperate for more you set down your glass on the ground, fisting his shirt in your palms. His secondhand goes on your waist securing your place once more as your tongue battles against each other for dominance. Eren breaks the kiss, still holding you close

"Needy much ?" Eren laughs, swiping his tongue on his bottom lips, your eyes don't miss a single bit, you hum absentmindedly. Diving for another kiss this time you let your hands go to his hair pulling slightly to make him open his mouth, your tongue snakes in when he gives you access, he tastes like cherry and orange and a mix of vodka. You freeze

"Are you drunk ?" The last thing you want is to take advantage of the situation. "From two cocktails ? I'm offended" you giggle and he dips his face in your neck, licking and sucking at your skin, his lips are cold, contrasting with the warmth the fire laced your body with, a shiver parcour you and you moan. 

Eren travels lower, kissing your breath through the material of your dress "Can I take it off ?" he asks emerald eyes boring through yours you nod, not trusting your voice  under his intense gaze. He peels the black cloth of your shoulders letting it sit on your belly. "Who would've thought my nerd has those pretty little tits"  he muses fondling them in his large hands. "Do you even know my name ?" you tempt. "Of course I do, y/n" he murmurs, kissing the side of your boob, "My beautiful y/n" he adds, taking your nipple in his mouth, eyes never leaving yours.

Fuck, you should have shut up, your name rolling of his tongue ties your stomach in knots. You exhale loudly arching your back to push more skin into his mouth. You allow yourself to close your eyes, head falling back as your hand travels south to your crotch, fingers toying with your clit. Eren grunts against your areola at the sight, his own fingers entering your wet cavern, you gasp at the intrusion. "Teamwork baby we're used to this" he groans before switching to your other breast. The circular motion you're self inflicting on your bundle of nerves is slowly making you unwind. On his side Eren is curling his digits inside your cunt, in search for the spongy spot that is going to make you mewl. 

You do your best to hold back your moans not wanting to sound like a desperate mess, but another precise curl of his fingers and there you are, whining and thrashing around him uncontrollably. Eren bites your nipple as you slowly come to your senses opening your eyes, you find his emerald  orbs staring back at you amused. "That was quite a show" he directs his glistening digits to his mouth, cleaning them from any remaining stickiness. You nudge him with your foot as your eyes travel to his needy bulge, if anything this only makes you want the full Eren Yeager experience. 

Tugging at his waistband you grab his cock from the confine of his sweatpant, he's not wearing any underwear, you chuckle. "Don't slutshame me, you weren't wearing anything either " he laughs, brushing the hair out of your face. "I didn't say anything" you joke planting kisses on his length, you can tell it is not fully hard, which is quite concerning because it's almost the size of your face already but you can take a challenge, and you want to make him hard without putting it in your mouth yet. So it is exactly what you do, leaving a trail of kisses on his base, his tip, his balls and his impressive length. 

"You're killing me there y/n"  he breathes, lifting his hips off the ground in an attempt to get more friction,what a greedy man he is. But you don't have it in you to tease him any more. Parting your lips you slowly suck the head of his cock in your mouth, the newfound sensation makes him hiss. You circle your tongue around his head, flicking it on his sensitive slit. Once your jaw has relaxed you work more and more of his length inside between your lips, bobbing your head up and down. You hollow your cheeks, working what doesn't fit in your mouth with your hands. His cock is heavy on your tongue, you missed this sensation, moaning around him, you quicken your pace. 

"Fuck, you read a book to give head this good ?" he half laughs half moans. He's not far from the truth, you used to read erotic types of books when you were younger but he doesn't need to know that. Having your mouth full you can't answer him so you decide to sink your teeth lightly on his skin. "Shit baby, I'm joking!" he groans but you can tell it's not hurting him, relaxing your jaw you resume your activity, the sloppy noise filling the room alongside the fire cracking next to you . "Right, just like, that I love it when you're nice to me" his hips start to thrust up and you let him fuck your mouth, slacking your jaw to the max. 

HIs breath is getting more and more ragged as he lets curses slip past his lips. He's about to cum and you can't wait to know what he tastes like. His hands come to each side of your face lifting you off his penis. 

"Eren ?" you mumble, disappointed you haven't gone to the end. He pecks your lips multiple time "Another time baby I want to fuck that little pussy okay ?" you nod, mind too fuzzy to protest. Lowering your upper body onto the carpet Eren hikes your bottom onto his lap. He's looking intently at your pussy before you can feel embarrassed. He parts your entrance with both of his thumb, looking at the arousal ripping out of it. "Cute" he mumbles before wetting his thumb with his tongue and rumbing at your clit a few times. The action makes your cheeks burn, you won't be able to use this move with your books without thinking about this now, you groan, closing your eyes. 

"Turn around for me baby" he demands, squeezing your thigh, you happily oblige, knees sinking onto the fluffy rug you arch your back the best you can so he can have a good sight. You feel him kissing your entrance a few times just like he did your lips before and restrain yourself not to back on his face. Soon enough his tip prod at your entrance and you sway your hips in anticipation. "Come on Eren please" you mewl looking back at him. Locking his eyes with yours he let his cock fill you up, inch by inch, both your mouths part when he's fully inside. Your brows are tight on your forehead when he starts to ram into your pussy. 

You close your eyes in bliss, cheek resting against the rug and mouth hanging low. You knew you were going to have fun when you saw what he was packing, but you couldn't imagine him stretching you this good. "That's what you needed y/n ? My cock inside of you to turn that big brain off ?" he rasps,fingers digging in your hips. "Yes Eren thank you"  you cry, gripping the soft material under you. restreint is no longer a concern, each of his thrust knocks the air out of your lung filling the room with your lewd moans. "Fuck I needed that too my little nerd, driving me crazy since the first day at the librabry". His chest collapses on top of you, making you lay flat on the ground. "Looking so fucking pretty when you want to cry" he purrs, kissing your ear and  jaw. 

Was he onto you since day one ? That would explain his attitude towards you, the thought makes you clench around him. A swear slips from his lips directly into your ear. One of his arm snakes under your body in between your breasts to finally grab your jaw. "Tell me how that feels baby" he demands, ramming into you deeper each time. 

"Feelsgoodbaby" your words are slurred because of his grip. "Fuck, turn around I want to cum looking at that face" despite asking, he's the one manhandling you, he position you on your back covering your face in kisses as he stoke his cock a few time befaore entering you once again, "Don't hide or I'll stop" he threatens feeling your face nooking in his neck. "No, Eren don't stop " you pathetically whine, setting your head back down. The last thing you want is for him to stop now, you need the release, you need it bad. "Good girl" he kisses your cheek, linking your hands with each other, fingers intertwined. 

If you didn't know better, you would've thought he has feelings for you, his forehead is resting against yours, eyes chasing yours, holding hands, this is all too intimate, so much for not getting the wrong idea. Eren's hair dangles in your face, shading the whole word from this moment, right now it's you and him. Your emotions are all over the place and you feel good, so good. A familiar knot forms in your lower belly and you know you're not going to last long, not with the way he's rutting into you like his life depends on it. 

"Eren can I cum please ? " you don't know why you ask but you do "Fuck, my little nerd is so polite, go ahead make a mess" His thrust are strong now and it's all you need to unravel around his dick as you thank him over and over again. Your body goes limp on the floor, abandoning your hands Eren circles your waist head buried between your breasts as he uses your body to reach his own high, grunting like an animal. Feeling his teeth sink into your skin you know it's about seconds before he shoots his semen inside of your cunt. You feel it dripping down your hole as Eren soothes the bite mark with his tongue. 

Your hand goes to his hair, caressing as his breath slowly replenishes.

"You're coming to the party tomorrow" he asks, eyes hazy looking up at you. That's what he's thinking after an sex you wonder? "I don't know, is it going to end like tonight ?" "I can only hope" he smiles resting his cheek against your belly. "Well, I can be convinced" looking into the crackling fire you pray he can't hear how loud your heart is beating in your chest. 

[kingkaisen]

“𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘𝐘𝐘 . . .”

Eren blinked slowly as he spoke, grinning like an idiot as his glassy eyes darted across his cracked phone screen. “I love you, baby . . . love you-love you so much, baby.”

“Eren,” you frowned, pulling your blanket across your shoulders as you watched him struggle to keep his phone steady. “Are you drunk?”

Relaxing on the couch with several blankets and a bucket of buttery popcorn, you were getting ready to watch a few episodes of your favorite Netflix show when suddenly, your phone rang from an incoming video chat from Eren.

Your boyfriend was at a party — one you didn’t feel well enough to attend — and while he offered to stay at home with you, you told him to go to the gathering and enjoy his Saturday night.

So, seeing his name appear across your phone screen was jarring, and you answered with the assumption that, perhaps, there was an emergency.

But there wasn’t. He was simply drunk, and stupidly in love.

“Baby? Baby, baby?” Eren held his camera so close to his face, you couldn’t see anything except for his eyes. “Miss you so much, okay? Okay, baby?”

“You’ve had too much to drink,” you said with an annoyed tone, but a soft grin appeared across your face. You couldn’t help it.

“Hey, hey, Armin, Armin, Armin, come look,” holding the camera at yet another weird angle for a moment — you could only see his hair, neck, shoulder, and the flashing blue lights in the background — Eren suddenly pulled his best friend beside him.

Armin appeared on your screen with a shy smile and a red solo cup in his hand. Based on the soft shade of red that graced his cheeks, you could tell that at the very least, the blonde-haired guy was tipsy.

“Look, Armin,” Eren slurred, bringing himself and his friend into the frame. “Y/N’s on the-on my screen. Technology’s so fucking cool, man. There goes my baby. That’s my baby right there. That’s my baby.”

“Hi, Y/N,” Armin waved. “Where are you? We miss you.”

“I’m at home. I wasn’t feeling too good, so I couldn’t make it.”

“What’d she say?” Armin blinked slowly, looking over at Eren. It was hard enough to hear you over the loud music, and the alcohol running through his veins certainly didn’t help either.

“Yeah,” Eren responded.

He was clearly out of it.

You couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Eren,” you paused. Your boyfriend brought the phone closer to his face when he heard you call his name. “Enjoy the party, okay? I’ll see you when you get home.”

“Noooo,” Eren frowned. “I wanna come home, come get me. I miss . . . I wanna come home, baby.”

“You’re so whiny,” rolling your eyes, you started to get off of the couch.

“Do something . . . ‘bout it when we get home,” with a smirk, Eren said, “come get me, I miss you.”

“I’m on the way,” you smiled down at your phone screen.

But, when you hung up — simply so you could throw on some clothes and focus on driving — your clingy, drunk boyfriend called you right back.

“Eren, I’m trying to get there. You gotta let me hang up, okay?”

“Why don’t you love me?”

“I do love you, but I gotta hang up so I can concentrate.”

“Okay, bye baby.”

The FaceTime call ended once again. But only for 38 seconds.

Eren called you again, and you answered while starting up your car.

“What is it, Eren?” tossing the phone down in the passenger seat, you started to drive. He absolutely wouldn’t let you off of FaceTime anytime soon.

“Nothin’,” Eren smiled cheekily. “Let’s watch a movie when we get home, baby. Are you on the way? I miss you.”

“I’m on the way, I promise.”

“Do you still love me?”

“Yes, Eren, I still love you.”

“Okay,” Eren slurred. “I love you too. Bye, baby.”

Once again, he hung up.

And, once again, he called you back half a minute later.

[lixiemissexotic]

𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐟𝐭. 𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐑

eren thinks your tits are the sexiest thing he’s ever seen. he loves how big his hands are compared to them, the way your nipples poke out so perfectly, and just how fucking pretty they are.

every single time the two of you have sex his eyes are glued on those pretty little titties bouncing at his rough strokes. even if the two of you aren’t fucking his eyes are always glued onto your tits.

he really loves having them in his mouth not even in a sexual way most of the time, just in a oral fixation kinda way.

his wallpaper is literally a picture of 3 polaroids he took of you, one of which your tits are covered in his cum, the other one is a picture of your tits after he signed them with a pink marker— 𝓔𝓻𝓮𝓷𝒔 𝒈𝒊𝒓���♡, and the final one one of him with your tit in his mouth.

he’s such a big baby too, “i won’t go to sleep unless you let me put em in my mouth”. “i’m gonna crash out rn, put your tit in my mouth please”.

he makes little notes “receiver must flash eren” and gives them to you at the most random times.

if your nipples are pierced, he would be so obsessed with them, he’d buy you new piercings and crop tops that show your under boob.

he really is just obsessed with his pretty girl.

just my stupid little eren thoughts 💕

© 2024 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝗼 𝐥𝐢𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐠𝗼𝐝. 𝐂𝗼𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝗼𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝗼𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝗼𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝗼𝐧 𝗼𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝗼𝐫𝗺𝐬.

[7brownsuga7]

Jealousy

Eren x fem reader

Word count: 2k+

Genre & warnings: drabble, smut - minors DNI. Fluff, smut, angst, explicit language, unprotected sex, & creampie

Summary: You make your boyfriend Eren jealous at a party and he gets you back by fucking the shit out of you in his car

Note: was originally a Jungkook drabble of mine but l've just changed his name and added Eren for my aot peeps lmfao

To tell the truth, Eren was never the insecure type. Jelous and possessive, yes, but never insecure. He knew you were for him and no one else, and that’s why he was never wary of you going out with minimal clothing. You looked good in it, too good. Good enough to want to fuck your throat in the bathroom while yours and his friends partied on.

His cock twitched just at the thought of the material hugging your figure, the figure that he loves seeing bent over his lap while his fingers work wonders inside of you.

Your pussy was his weakness.

And you were currently keeping it from him. After a heated argument before the party did you both silently agree to leave each other alone for the rest of the night.

His little hopes of fucking you in the bathroom long gone as you have fun with your friends while he sulks in a corner while his friends banter.

He never minded you going out in your little skirts or dresses, not that you would let him stop you, your attitude and feistiness is what he loves the most. But that would always go away when he’s deep inside of you.

He watches you from across the room, the little black skirt you have on right now isn’t doing to good for the minimal space he has in his pants. You’re with your friends, oblivious to the few men that can’t seem to look away from you.

He doesn’t blame them for staring, but deep down he hopes that’s all they do. He knows you could handle them with your little attitude, but some men don’t back away so easily, and he doesn’t want to have to result in anything that will ruin both of your nights.

Eren has a reputation for his temper, it’s something that he’s working on, but with your obliviousness and the men surrounding you, it’s hard to control. Especially when you both have just had a heated argument.

So after a while of watching you as he gets frustrated when a guy approaches you and you entertain him, does he then make a promise to himself that he’s going to make you pay for teasing him.

You always do this whenever you argue, try to make him jealous by talking to another guy when you know he’s watching. Eren doesn’t know if you do it deliberately or not, but the sight of you giving your attention to a man other than him makes him feel all different types of things.

He’ll never stop you from talking to a man, he’s not that possessive, but that doesn’t mean he appreciates it. Especially when your innocent eyes look up at the man before you as he hungrily eyes you.

When the party comes to and end, a few stragglers here and there, do you find yourself in Erens car.

You both sit there in silence, you wondering why he hasn’t started the car yet. Your questions are answered when his deep voice sounds over the music.

“Who was you talking to back at the party?”

You watch as his slim body lazily leans against the seat, hair messily tied back in a bun, a few strands loose. His body language is completely opposite to what his tone suggests.

“Eren I’m not doing this today, we already done this before the party, let’s not have another” you roll your eyes watching as he looks at you with his unbothered posture.

He licks his lips and moves the fallout hair out from his face.

“You attempted to make me jealous and now that you’ve succeeded, you’re mad? Baby, just answer my question”

“We just talked Eren, don’t make this into a big deal”

Maybe you were oblivious to his true intentions, he doesn’t really give a fuck about what you spoke about because he knows he’s going to be buried deep inside of you before the night ends.

The other guys can look at you and dream of you all they want, but he will be the one to enjoy the taste of your pussy, he will always gets the last laugh.

“Get in the back seat”

“What? Eren take me home”

“Y/n I’m not playing, get in the back seat”

You watch his eyes lower in warning, daring you to say anything else.

You hide a smirk as you shuffle your way to the back seat, making yourself comfortable as you spread your legs open for him as he watches you in the drivers seat, bottom lip between his teeth.

It’s like a little game to you guys. Argue and then fuck, you knew it was coming eventually, you just didn’t expect it to happen so soon.

He makes his way to you, watching your pussy hide behind the lacy underwear you wore tonight.

Such a little tease he thinks.

Soon enough you both have swapped positions, him sitting on the seat and you on top of him, your clothed pussy throbbing against his hard cock that surely shows under his jeans.

You decide to slowly grind back and forth to relieve yourself of the friction you crave.

Eren softy hisses, looking up at you with hunger and admiration. Your eyebrows are slightly furrowed as you continue to grind against him. Your black skirt now hunched above your waist.

He takes this opportunity to play with your soft ass as you eagerly kiss him. The taste of alcohol is still evident on his lips which only makes you deepen the kiss.

“Pull me out” he grunts after you both come up for air.

You smirk at him, lifting up a bit so your hand can access his zipper, he helps you with this task as you evidently move slower than he would like.

Your pussy clenches around nothing when you see the sight of his thick throbbing cock.

You move your hand slowly up and down his length, savouring his reaction as he deeply moans at the touch. Your thumb rubs against his tip, just before you decide to lift up again and direct his dick towards your wet cunt.

Panties to the side, you lower yourself slowly down his length, your wetness helping you through the process as you take him in.

“Fuck” you both say in unison.

Your eyes close as you sit there on his lap with his full dick inside of you, a slight burn as he fully stretches you out.

“Look at me princess” his deep voice sounds through the dark car.

You open them and watch him in all his glory. A slight smirk on his pink lips, his eyes never leaving you, how could he? He wants to see every little thing, the way your eyebrows slightly furrow, to the way you bite down on your plump lips. He can’t miss it.

His hand comes up behind your neck, guiding you towards him as he kisses you again, this time more rougher, more sloppier.

You slowly lift up with his cock still inside of you. With your added wetness the burn is only faint which then eases into nothing as your pace quickens.

He’s catching your moans in his deep kiss, hands on your ass again as he helps you with the pace.

“You gonna continue to make me jealous?” He grunts as he delivers a smack to your ass which is followed by a whiny moan from you.

His pace quickens, him doing most of the work as you simply can’t take anymore.

You shake your head as you use the headrest in front to help support you as his cock continues to pound inside you.

“Use your words” he watches you turn into a full mess, your breasts almost spilling out of your top at the quick pace he’s giving. Your whiny moans are like music to his ears, only egging him to go harder.

“No! I won’t make you jealous Eren. Fuck! Oh my god!” You slump against and clench around him in pure ecstasy as his cock continues to pound in you. His balls slapping against your ass adding to his perfect melody.

The wetness of your pussy makes its way down your thigh and onto his jeans as you whimper against his chest.

“Eren please fuck, right there”

“You like making me jealous huh?” He coos in your ear as his pace slowens but his movements become harsher. “Just so I can fuck you like this?”

You hurriedly nod, not really listening to what he’s saying as all you can focus on is his cock that’s working wonders inside of you.

You’ll never be able to get enough of his dick.

But despite your thoughts, your words betray you when you say; “Baby please I can’t take it”

“You want me to go slower?” He watches you with concern as you sit up and look at him with a soft pout as you nod your head.

“Go at your pace baby”

You put both of your hands behind you on his knees for support as you grind back and forth at your pace, the sound of your wetness can be heard throughout the car, that just eggs you to keep going.

“Mhh fuck” he moans as you keep grinding.

You start to slowly rise and go back down again at your pace while Eren fondles with your breasts over your top.

You stifle a moan as you continue riding him slowly, the added pleasure of him playing with your tits makes your head spin.

“Fuck baby you’re taking me so well” his arms grab your waist as he scoots down the seat a bit to further comfort himself. He takes control, still making sure that he’s not too rough and fast, because although he wants to pound you like crazy, he also doesn’t want to hurt you and push you further than your limits.

Your moans fill the car along with Erens deep grunts as he feels you clenching around him again as your orgasm slowly approaches.

His large hands stroke up and down your back as he thrusts his hips up into you, taking your breath away.

“E-Eren please” you almost stand up not being able to take anymore, despite your approaching orgasm.

“You can take it, take it for me baby”he continues at his slow pace trying his hardest not to to take full control.

He catches your moans in his kiss again as he slightly lifts you up and down on his lap, his cock hitting your spot as you let out another whimper.

“You’re doing such a good job Princess”

“Eren”

Your orgasm is approaching fast and you know his is too, by the way he begins to sloppily thrust his hips into you.

“I’m here, I’m right here baby” he pants as you play with the hair that’s found it’s way on his forehead.

The way he intensely watches you as you both come to a simultaneous orgasm is just enough to send you through the roof as your words get stuck in your throat and you look up at the roof of his car in euphoria.

“F-fuck” he grunts as you feel his cock twitch inside of you. Your pussy repeatedly clenches after your orgasm, making him slightly hiss.

You watch him with pure lust as you both come down from your orgasm, both of you looking like a fucked out mess. Sweat dripping down your clothed bodies as well as both of your cum that’s slowly making its way down your thigh.

“Jealousy looks good on you”

[misandrymced]

Sounds aot make in bed

sub!levi whimpers lowly esp when your in bed and your big spoon, your head in the nook of his neck taking in the scent of his shampoo as you slowly caress your hand down his stomach. All he can do is whimper as you jerk him off painfully slow pinning him close to you by his neck.

sub!hange grunts loud gutteral grunts almost, they'll be on your lap kissing your neck trying to get some real pleasure as your teasing her clit mindlessly, not even making sure they feel fully satisfied :(( FINALLY you give them some real attention kissing back, laying them down on the bed putting your mouth on your lunch.

sub!armin is loud in bed, he just whimpers,begs and cry's(dacryphilia yummy). You guys going on a little outing, picking strawberries (him eating them mostly), watching a new movie in theaters, and getting dinner. But armin couldn't enjoy the outing as much as you did with the egg shaped vibrator up his ass, when you guys get in the car you get him on your lap in the backseat making him grind his leaking erection against your stomach n wet kisses (tears/spit) with the vibe on max:((

sub!eren his moans are slightly high pitched w a hint of raspyness. You guys are supposed to be watching a movie but when you drink wine you get touchy..and he just looks so cute and fuckable.. now your index and middle is reaching down his throat like your the dentist all he can do is moan around your finger, your knee between his legs rubbing and adding pressure.

HIII PLZ PLZ PLZ COMMENT AND SUBMIT ASK'S I HAVE MASTERLIST (lemme stop screaming) its pinned on my pageee I really want to get some more engagement sense there's not much (STRICTLY) submissive male content! BYE :)))

[prettygyalkay]

unknowingly, nerd!reader caught fratboy!eren’s interest when walking around campus.

nerd!reader’s skirts that got shorter every time fratboy!eren saw her, shirt necklines got deeper and more makeup decorated her face.

so when fratboy!eren was paired with nerd!reader on a chem project, boy was he happy

so when nerd!reader innocently invited fratboy!eren over to her dorm to work on their project,

nerd!reader didn’t expect fratboy!eren to have her on all fours, his toned hand around her neck and other digging into her plump ass as he fucked her into oblivion.

[keraawrites]

Pathetic

Drabble: Eren was a cocky asshole, star athlete, popular and smart. But for you, just for you, he was a whiny, pathetic and needy mess. ۶ৎ Eren x black fem reader ۶ৎ

Context: Smut, whiny/yearning Eren, kinda submissive Eren (?)

Word count — 387

Eren Yeager was the school’s golden boy. Star player, six-foot-something of lean muscle, sharp jaw, and cocky smirks that had every girl on campus wrapped around his finger. People worshipped him.

But none of them knew that behind closed doors, their basketball god was nothing more than a desperate, whiny mess for his girl.

"Please—fuck, baby, please," Eren groaned, his voice breaking as his fingers dug into the plush of your thighs. He was spread out beneath you, head tilted back, sweat-damp curls sticking to his forehead. His green eyes were wide, glassy, and his lips parted on a shaky breath. "I need you so bad—"

You hummed, rolling your hips just enough to tease him, the head of his cock nudging against your folds. His abs tensed, his hands tightening on your waist, but you kept your pace slow, dragging it out.

"Look at you," you murmured, running your nails down his chest, smirking at the way he shuddered beneath you. "You were just out there acting like a big shot, and now? Now you’re begging me to let you cum?"

"Yes," he gasped, his hands slipping lower, gripping your ass like it was the only thing keeping him grounded. He tried to pull you down onto him, but you caught his wrist and pinned it to the mattress.

Eren let out a choked whimper, music to your fucking ears.

"Be a good boy for me," you whispered, nails digging into his jaw, forcing his gaze to stay on you.

His breath hitched, cock twitcing against you, smearing precum across his stomach, but he nodded. "I—I can’t—"

"You can," you smirked, dragging your slick folds over his length but never letting him slide in. "And you will."

Eren groaned, frustration tightening his muscles. His fingers flexed like he was fighting the urge to grab you, to flip you over and take what he wanted. But he wouldn’t. He knew better.

"Please," he gasped, his voice breaking, his chest rising and falling in quick, shallow breaths. "I need you—fuck—need to be inside you, please, baby—"

You let him suffer for a moment longer, loving how pretty he looked when he was desperate. The way his green eyes were glossy, jaw clenched like he was about to cry.

You finally sank down onto him, slow and torturous, until he was buried deep inside you.

The sound he let out was downright pathetic.

"Fuck—thank you—" he moaned, his hands flying to your hips, gripping tight like you were the only thing tethering him to reality.

And yeah, he had the whole campus worshipping him—but here? Here, he was nothing but your needy little slut.

𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘮𝘦, 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘴, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘢𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴 ©

[byfawn]

FORBIDDEN FRUIT

౨ৎ — beware of dubcon, foster siblings, pseudocest, dark themes, manipulation, rough sex, choking, degradation, possessiveness, obsessive behavior, size kink and creampie.

you shouldn’t want him like this.

but god, you do.

eren’s always been too much—too tall, too broad, too fucking intense, watching you with those dark green eyes that make your stomach twist. he’s not even really your brother, just some fucked-up foster arrangement in a toxic environment that never should’ve happened. the two of you only had each other as your "parents" drank themselves to sleep day in and day out. but here he is, crowding you against the wall of your shared apartment, his big hands gripping your waist like he owns you.

“you’ve been teasing me all night,” he murmurs, voice rough, lips brushing your ear. “little fucking brat in that tiny skirt, bending over just to make me look. you want me to lose control?”

you whimper, thighs pressing together, but he just laughs, low and mean. one hand slides up to your throat, not squeezing—not yet—just holding you in place. the other slips under your skirt, fingers rough as they drag your panties aside.

“fuck,” he growls when he feels how wet you are. “disgusting. you’re dripping for your own brother?”

you gasp as two thick fingers shove inside you without warning, his thumb circling your clit in tight, cruel little strokes. “eren—please—”

“please what?” he sneers, curling his fingers just to watch you squirm. “you wanna come like this? or do you need my cock splitting you open?”

you can’t even answer, just moan, hips jerking against his hand. he tsks, pulling his fingers out with a wet sound before spinning you around, shoving your face into the wall. his belt clinks as he undoes it, the sound making your cunt clench.

then he’s pressing against you, his cock—fuck, it’s so big—sliding through your slick before he notches at your entrance. “gonna take it,” he breathes, biting your shoulder. “gonna take every fucking inch like the greedy little slut you are.”

he doesn’t wait for you to adjust, just shoves in, stretching you impossibly wide. you scream, nails scraping the wall, but he doesn’t stop, fucking into you with brutal, deep strokes that leave your legs shaking.

“knew you’d feel like this,” he groans, one hand fisting in your hair, yanking your head back. “knew you’d be perfect.” his other hand wraps around your throat, squeezing just enough to make your vision blur. “mine. mine.”

you’re sobbing now, oversensitive, but he doesn’t care, just fucks you harder, his hips slamming into yours. “gonna fill you up,” he snarls. “gonna make sure you remember who you belong to.”

you come with a broken cry, body clamping down on him, and he growls, thrusts turning erratic before he buries himself to the hilt, spilling inside you with a groan.

when he finally pulls out, you collapse, legs giving out. eren catches you, his grip bruising as he drags you against his chest.

“still not enough, is it?” he murmurs, lips against your ear. “you’ll always need more.”

and fuck, he’s right.

DOLL'S NOTE: i read little stranger by leigh rivers a couple months back and this has been sitting in my drafts because i've been too scared to post lmao but i realized idgaf

[icameheretoreadstuff]

Your comfort character who takes you out on a date, you smile as he meets your gaze and compliments your outfit as he tries to catch his breath, telling you how good you smell as he pulls you in.

Your comfort character holding your hand while strolling near the beach.

Your comfort character who suprises you on mindblowing good food on a fancy resturant.

Your comfort character who melts at the sight of you while you enjoy watch the sunset.

[xplicitviewz]

best friend!Jean who wanted to take you to see the movie you’ve been blabbering about as a surprise since your shitty boyfriend(who he hates) wouldn’t take you to go see because it was ‘too cringe and annoying’

After deciding on a casual outfit to where, he stop at the movie theater to buy the tickets for a later time knowing you would take a minute to get ready and head over to a food spot to pick up your favorites. He already stopped at the gas station grabbing some of your favorite snacks. While he waits for the food, he texted your phone.

Genie: hey y/n can I come over?

Y/n: yea the door is unlocked for you !!!

Genie: I’m otw 😎

Jean walks in your apartment about 10 mins later, holding the movie tickets in one hand and a bag of food to sneak into the theaters in the other, a smile plastered on his face waiting to see your reaction. As he’s walking to your room he halts hearing noises of a bed squeaking.

His face burns red when he realizes what it is after one of your soft moans ring in his ear, alongside skin slapping. He’s stunned for a moment before rushing back to his car and texting you ‘something came up’.

Ex-best friend!jean who stops talking to you for a moment because he realized he actually had feelings for you and couldn’t stand to see you with another guy, so he won’t see you at all. It was hard the first few days considering everything reminded him of you but hanging out with Connie and Sasha, hell even Eren helped.

You were a bit confused seeing Jean not respond to your memes you sent or funny videos you knew he would laugh at but left it alone. Maybe thinking he had stuff to do. You went along with your days, hanging out with your friends and your boyfriend mainly, still feeling off.

It was until a few weeks later your shitty ass boyfriend had the nerve to bring another stank ass girl to your apartment, cheating on you in your bed. You were furious, throwing anything you can grab at him them. Yelling and screaming- yes a total crash out you are. After kicking them out you immediately tossed your sheets and burned sage, crying for a few hours. How else were you supposed to react when your first boyfriend cheats on you.

You pull out your phone and text the one person who you know would help you feel better.

Y/n: Jean r u ok

Y/n: hey please can we talk?

After 20 minutes went by, you grabbed a Jean’s hoodie, not bothering to put pants one since your hoodie went to your mid-thighs. You grabbed your keys and headed to your car driving straight to his house. When you pulled up you looked at yourself in the mirror to see your tear stained face and red swollen eyes. With a sigh, you opened your car door and walked nervously to Jeans front door, putting on your hood.

You didn’t know if he was home to be honest. He parks in the garage and the lights looked off. You rang the doorbell and knocked a few times.

Ultimately giving up, you begin to walk away when you hear the door open. “Connie I literally said to come la- oh.” Jean stops when he sees it’s you and not Connie, who he was going out with later on.

You turn to face him, feeling the tears well up in your eyes again. Jean who was being quiet and tense, immediately softened when he saw you had been crying already, for a while it seems.

“Are y-you okay?” He opens the door wider for you to come in. Your lips quiver as you walk closer to him instead of going inside. You cry again as soon as your body clashes into him, his arms wrapping around you and holding you tightly. “What happened?” His voice softens as he lifts you to bring you inside and close the door. His carries you to the couch and sits you down before grabbing a blanket of yours (you had left there months ago during a movie night you both had. He uses it all the time) and covers you before grabbing his phone to cancel on Connie.

“He cheated on me….in my fucking house.” You finally say between tears. Jean felt his body burn with anger but he stops it because now is not the time to say I told you so, he wants to make sure your okay.

“And you, you’ve been ignoring me. Do you hate me?” You look into his eyes, his gaze avoiding yours. “N-no, I just been busy. You seemed happy with him and I didn’t want to be a bother.”

You scoff and shake your head looking away from him. Looking down at the blanket as you pull it closer to your body. “Asshole.” You mutter, “I can’t believe he did that.”

I could, Jean wanted to say but he kept his mouth shut, “He is an asshole, and an idiot.” He watches as you wipe your tears and get up from the couch, walking towards his kitchen. You know he usually keeps drinks stocked in his fridge and grabbed a few, bringing them back to the couch.

“Are you hungry or anything?” Jean asks you watching as you take a sip of the alcohol. You shake your head no and continue to drink more. Jean reaches for one himself, sitting back in the couch.

A couple hours go by and you both are now laughing about shit that’s been going on and for the first time in a while, you feel complete, happier. You were more intoxicated than Jean was. The doorbell rang and he got up to go answer, coming back with pizza and wings.

Your eyes lit up as you smelled the aroma of flavors filling the air. “When did you get this?” You asked sitting up in the couch to grab a slice. “When I asked you if you were hungry, I just scheduled a delivery for later.”

“Jean I love you so much, you know me so well.” You take a bite of the pizza, moaning at the taste. Jean chokes on his pizza, getting flashbacks of you moaning the last time he went to go see you. He clears his throat, grabbing a pillow and putting it over his crotch area, not trusting his tipsy self to accidentally get a boner.

“Thank you for this.” You look at him with a small smile, “I’m sorry I came unannounced, it’s just-“ you pause looking down at your lap, “I miss you Jean.”

He feels his heart melt when those words leave your mouth, he missed you it was hard for him to even go out sometimes. “I know you said you were busy but I just couldn’t stand us not talking. Whether I have a boyfriend or not, please don’t do that again.” Your bottom lip pulls out slightly.

Jean pretends to not be hurt at the boyfriend part and nods his head. “Yea, I’m sorry too. Work and life just got in the way.” He responds taking another bite of his pizza, grabbing for a wing.

“Did you ever go to see the movie you were talking about?” Jean asks changing the subject. “N-no. They stopped playing it in theaters already too.” You sigh, remembering how your ex never took you to see it. He never agreed to even going.

“Gosh I don’t know what I saw in him. He barely took me out, usually we split the bill. Bought me flowers once, and it was just for Valentine’s Day, plus the flowers weren’t even that nice, and they weren’t my favorite color. He would always start shit when I wanted to hang out with my friends. Always stayed at my house as if he doesn’t have his own space. Now to think of it, i don’t even know if he had his own place.”

Jean listens to you ramble and vent about how shitty your ex is. His eyes roll, taking another bite, knowing he could treat you so much better, he already has anyways. He always got you flowers, holidays and random days, to your knowledge, his mom had extra inventory from her flower shop and gave it to him to give to you. He always got you food when you guys hung out, made sure you were gonna be safe when hanging out with your friends and if you needed a ride if you were gonna drink.

He made it a point to take care of you, even if you saw him as a friend. It was hurting him more, mainly why he stopped talking to you altogether. He had to. It wasn’t healthy for him. Jean seen every meme you sent, every message. He wanted to reply so bad but he knew it wasn’t good for hi-

“Hell I don’t even think he made me orgasm.”

Jean choked on his pizza, “w-what?”

“Yea, no, not at all. I can’t believe I was that down bad for a man who said going down on me took too much work.”

Jeans eyes nearly bulged out of his socket as he placed the pizza down taking a sip of his drink. Did he hear you right? Are you drunk? You can’t be that much of a lightweight….can you?

“It’s so embarrassing.” You groan hiding your hands in your face wondering how and why you faked it.

Jean cleared his throat wanting to move on as fast as possible, “he’s not a man, he’s a man child.” He scoots over closer to you.

“There’s no need to be embarrassed, we all fell for someone who isn’t good for them.” He chuckles before lifting your face back up. If course he doesn’t think your bad for him, you just never gave him a chance, or maybe he didn’t give you a chance to know how he really feels.

“You don’t deserve a guy like him. You deserve someone who will buy you your favorite flowers in your favorite color any day. Who’ll give you compliments coming from the heart and truth. Someone who will take you places and show the world to you. You deserve someone who’ll drive you and your friends out and back home, who’ll buy you whatever you want. Someone who wants to see you smile and hear your laugh. Someone who’ll go to watch all the cringy annoying girly movies right alongside with you. And you definitely deserve someone who’ll go down on you for hours with no complaints because they want to please you and give you multiple mind blowing orgasms to the point you can’t even think properly.”

It definitely was the alcohol talking but also Jean. Your eyes already locked with his, and for the first time you are seeing him. Not your best friend!Jean, you are seeing how genuine and kind and hit Jean it. Before you can think, you kiss him. His lips were so soft. He kissed back before he pulls away.

“Oh my gos- I’m so sorry.” You say scooting back, thinking you misread the situation. “N-no it’s not th-“

“Jean that was totally out of line for me….I-I should go.” You interrupt him standing up, walking to the front door and grabbing your keys off the hook.

Jean rushes up to follows you, gently grabbing your arm and turning you back around. Before you could say anything he crashes his lips desperately on yours.

You both moved fluidly, your keys dropping to the floor as you reach to cup the back of his neck, his arms at your lower back, pulling each other in.

“Don’t go…please.” He pulls away, begging quietly, “I just wanted to ask if you were okay, if you were sure that this is okay. We’ve been drinking an-“

“I don’t think I’ve ever been more sure of anything in my life.” You mutter back looking down at his lips before back to his eyes. Jean curses under his breath before he pulls you back in, this time the kiss is more needy and desperate. His hands find your hips, lifting you easily off the floor, your legs instinctively wrap around him as he hold you. Soft moans leave yours swallowed by his own grunts as he feels his dick twitch again.

During your little break, he couldn’t stop thinking about the sounds you made, now knowing they were faked, he is more interested on what your real ones sound like.

You grind your lower body into him as he walks to his bedroom, your lips not stopping as he sits down on the bed. You gasped into his lips feeling his bulge-it’s so big (LETS BE SO FR- he got a big dick!!!).

Jean pulls away quickly, “Shit, we don’t have to. I- sorry.”

You giggle at his nervousness watching as he stutters over his words. “Jean it’s okay….i want to.” You cup his jaw, assuring him while slowly rocking your hips over him. Jean feels his stomach tense as you put more pressure, “y-you sure?”

You kiss him again pressing your chest into his. Jeans hands move down from your hips to the bottom of your hoodie, sliding his hands under feeling the warmth of your skin. You shudder as his hands touch your bare skin sending goosebumps all throughout your body. You take this moment to trail your own hands down his chest, stopping right at the hem of his shirt, lifting it up. Jean pulls away to take his shirt off and you shamelessly scan over his toned body, watching as his abs tense when you grind over his still growing boner.

Jean slowly lifts your hoodie off, seeing you were only wearing a bra and some spandex underneath. He sucks in a breath closing his eyes and gulping before he kisses you again, moving his lips down your chin, to your neck, all the way to your collar bone. He looks up at you, your head thrown back to give him more room, softly moaning as you run your clit along his jeans. One of his arms snakes behind you as you lean more back, the other groping your breast, while he sucks over them. He bucks his hips up moaning into your skin, you both helplessly humping each other like dogs in heat.

He unclings your bra strap with the hand behind your back, the other at your hips, using his teeth to pull the bra down off you, his lips attaching itself around your harden nipples. Your hands tug the back of this hair softly as you let out a moan, a real one. Jeans tongue flicks around your nipples before pulling back with a pop and attending to the other. Moaning into you skin as your boobs bounce from your movements. You felt your arousal seek through your panties as you grind at the perfect spot, the sensation of his lips sucking your skin.

“Jea-“

“Are you okay? Do you want to stop?” Jean pulls away quickly, his lips slightly swoll and wet. “No.” You quickly say stopping your hips. “More.” You desperately pant out, wanting- no needing more. You need him in so many ways. You never realize how much better your best friend treated you than your boyfriend. How much better he made you feel. You needed him in all ways, more specifically you needed him inside you.

“I need you Jean.” You bring your head to his, “Not just like this, but more.”

Jean beastly whimpers at your words before he presses his lips to yours again, his hands attaching itself around your hips before he flips you both around. You under him as he hovers over you, grinding into you. Your hands trail down his chest, his abs, stopping right at the button of his pants. Beginning to unbutton it, he stops you and shakes his head no. “Let me make you feel good.” He says against your mouth before his lips kiss down your neck again, over the light marks he made into your skin. Your stomach sucks in slightly from his teasing fingers tracing above your shorts while trailing his lips down your breast. Jeans gaze never leave yours watching you squirm under him until his fingers hook your shorts, before he pulls them down he stops and looks at you, “Is this okay?”

You shake your head yes feeling your heart warm at hik asking for consent again, making sure you’re comfortable. “Let me hear you say it baby?” He kisses your stomach softly, over and over.

“Yes it’s okay.” You breathlessly pant out sitting up on my elbows. He licks his lips kissing your stomach once more while pulling your shorts down, slowly, teasingly. He leaves light kisses down your thighs as your shorts and panties hit the floor, spreading your legs open to see the drooling mess between your legs. Your hips jerk up when he runs a finger down your slit. “Who wouldn’t want to eat this pretty pussy out for hours.” He murmurs before slipping it inside your slicked out entrance with ease. Your walls tighten around his finger at the sudden intrusion, “Relax baby, relax around me. It’ll help for later.” He kisses your clit, sucking on the bud. Your head falls back as he sucks, his finger moving slowly in and out of you, waiting for you to loosen up.

You moan out his name the tip of his tongue moves in circles on your clit, his finger keeping the same pace. His other hand placed at the back of your thigh, holding it open. He moans sending vibrations through your spine, adding another finger, slowly picking up the pace, turning his finger upright and curling it into you. “Oh fuck.” You whimper your other leg closing instinctively. He pulls away and looks at you, “hold your legs open for me.” His fingers still moving as you bring your hands behind your knees. “Being so good for me.” He kisses the skin around your outer folds, sucking softly before he reattaches his lips to your puffed out clit. Your nails dig in your skin when he adds a third finger, moving them faster and curling them simultaneously, rocking your hips into his hand.

“So needy baby. You hear that?” He gloats, kisses your skin again, “Such a mess for me huh,” his nose nuzzles on your skin, sucking gently, “wanna hear all the sweet sounds you make, sounds so much better than your fake ones.”

Jean moans feeling you squeeze around his fingers turning them over, rubbing over your other hole with his thumb, his pinky spreading one side of your outer lips spread. You gasps, squeezing both of your holes on impulse, feeling his thumb tauntingly push barely inside, chuckling at your reaction. He keeps going feeling your walls start to flutter slowly, squeezing tightly around his fingers and releasing over and over.

Your vision goes blurry, moaning helplessly and incoherently while squirming your hips matching his movements. Your eyes roll when he picks up his speed, sucking on your clit harder, his tongue working wonders on the growing sensitive bud.

“M’gonna c- oohh-nghh-Jeann ahh,” you cry as you release all over his fingers. He takes his fingers out, his tongue immediately replacing them, swirling around menacingly, his eyes still on you as he reaches his arm to stick his fingers in your open mouth. You immediately suck around them, gagging as Jean pushes them more down your throat, moaning around his fingers. His other hand placed under your ass, pushing it up towards his face while his tongue continues to torment your quivering cunt, lapping up every last drop.

His darkened eyes still follows every movement you make when he moves his lips to bite softly and suck the plush of your outer lips trailing down your thighs. You whimper out when he bites down a bit harder leaving a marks on your skin.

Jean smiles softly watching you catch your breath, moving his lips to your hips, sucking, licking, hell even smelling you. He wants you to know you’re worth it and more, your shitty bitch ass ex never deserved you. Your body rolls into him, his mouth as he leaves wet kiss all over you, moaning into your skin.

“So perfect,” he kisses your navel, “all mine,” another right under your chest, his hands roaming all over you. His eyes never leave yours, “fucking sexy,” he sucks your boobs, his tongue laps around each of your perky nipples, his big hands softly squeezing the other simultaneously. Your back arches into him desperately while soft gasps and cute little noises exit your mouth. Jean’s hands touching you so gently, every so often he squeezes with lust, his lips swollen from sucking your skin, the way he licks all over you like your his personal ice cream.

You feel shivers down your spine when he sucks your collarbone, gliding up to your neck, nipping behind your ear. He tugs his pants down, moaning loudly on you when his dick was finally free, using his hand to pump himself a bit before gripping your hips. His lips make its way back to yours, capturing you in a kiss, your arms wrapping around his broad shoulder, resting at his neck you pull him in closer.

It was when you guys finally parted and Jean sat up you saw just how big he is. Way bigger than you’ve ever had, ever seen. You sit up on your elbows and stare nervously, “We don’t ha-“

“No, I want to….you’re just.. so fucking big Jean.” You interrupt immediately, glancing at Jean who now has a flash of confidence, maybe cockiness.

“Really? I wouldn’t know.” He shrugs a smirk forming on his lips. Definitely cockiness. Jean knew he was bigger than average. He just has a big dick and he learned the hard way when he had to take this one girl to the hospital after he went crazy fr. Ever since then he came up with a plan. Not to put his entire dick inside. Still felt fine, but not as amazing as it would if pushed himself all the way in but good enough.

“Jean?” You call out to him and he looks at you, “Please hurry up and make me feel good. You’ve been teasing me all night.”

Jean chokes back a moan, needy and bossy, he thinks. “Yes baby whatever you want.” He lowers down to kiss you, positioning himself between your legs. He rest on one of his forearms while the other hand is sliding up and down your slick. You bring your arms under his arms, your hands resting on his broad shoulders, your nails threatening to dig into him when the tip of his dick flicks over your clit.

“Focus on me baby okay?” He says against your lips, guiding the head of him to your entrance. You nod kissing him back hungrily, gasping when he pushes himself in slowly. Your eyes flutter close, your mouth open slightly as you stop moving your lips against his. “Kiss me.” He whispers moving his hand from the base of his length to your hips, massaging you softly. Your lips quiver as they move against his, the stretch of his dick entering you had you whimpering.

“Hmmm.” You moan breaking the kiss your eyes watering. He moves his hand to your clit, rubbing slowly helping you ease up around him. Jean lips kiss beside yours, “You feel so good baby, it’s okay, relax for me. Don’t think okay.”

You open your eyes and look at him, “o-okay.” You whine bring your lips back to his. Jean groans when he feels you welcome more of him in, slowly pushing himself in, “shit baby, gonna take it all?”

“I want it all, please Jean, give it to me.”

Your walls flutter around his thick long cock as he pushes himself in all the way, his own thighs trembling a bit. You bite down on his lower lip, nails digging harshly on his skin, and whining when he bottoms out, his fingers still working around your clit, your arousal seeping all around him, pooling out.

Jean lets out the most lewdest whimper, his hips bucking into you at the sting of your teeth, your nails digging harsher on his shoulders, squeezing around him before finding yourself relaxing around him. His fingers slows down the movements as your hips squirm. You release your bite, sucking on his lips before parting slightly and moaning his name, and looking up at him. He brings his hand from your clit to hold down your thigh, pulling out slowly before thrusting back in.

“oh fuck.” You pant, eyes rolling, your head turning to the side where his other arm is, his cups the side of your face as he continues stretching you, “so good for me shit, you’re so pretty taking all of me.” He huffs moving his hips a bit faster. As much as you wanted to respond, you couldn’t, not when he was fucking you so deep and stretching you out so good. Your legs trembles as you feel a pit form in your stomach. This has to be the fastest you’ve ever came. Loud whimpers leave your lips as you lean in Jeans hands, your own hands aren’t even holding on to his shoulders anymore.

“M-more, baby please, I can take it.” You plead wanting more. You know he’s holding back on you. Jean sucks in a breath as you squeeze around his cock, your walls fluttering soon after. “You gonna cum baby? Want me to fuck you faster?”

He moves faster, each thrust more powerful than before, your jaw drops, moaning louder, rolling your hips into his thrust. Jean leaves kisses all over your face as he starts fucking you for real. He lifts his body up loving his other arm to your thigh that isn’t held down and squirming around.

He looks down watching your pussy suck him all the way in, your arousal coating his dick when he pulls out, moaning at the lewd sounds your pussy makes when he pushes back in. Your hands grip the sheets, toes curling when he moves faster, at the new angle you can damn near feel him in your brain.

Jean trails his eyes up noticing his the outline of his dick bulging in your stomach, making him go feral, “fuck baby, tell me if you want me to slow down.” He mewls, quickening his pace, the sound of his heavy balls slapping your skin is the only one echoing in the room. Your body fell a limp, no sound was coming out, the pit in your stomach building up more and more.

You don’t make any sound until you feel his palm press against your lower stomach, your body twitches, “j-jeannngh, c-cum please I wannacum.” Your words slur, “have to, can’t hold it.” Your vision blurs, eyes watering as your voice trembles in pleasure.

You heard him say something you couldn’t recall, throwing your head back into the pillow as your back arched off the bed, you moan louder than you ever been, your release gushing out, your whole body convulsing under him.

“Shit baby,” Jean moans slowing down his movements but still having a rhythmic thrust, rough yet steady, fucking you through your high. He moans watching your tight pussy cost his dick with your creamy honeydew like orgasm, sucking him back in and fluttering around him each time. He feels his dick twitch a few times trying his best to hold out, whimpering and moaning. You on the other hand were in a trancing state, it felt like your orgasm was prolonged, stretched out as Jean fucked you through your high at the perfect pace, perfect pressure.

Your body jerks at each thrust, legs wanting to close but it’s held open, you feel another pit form so quickly. Your eyes flutter, rolling back as you don’t even think about it, gasping loudly when you release.

Jean watched your expressions, listened to your moans, felt you tighten up around him. He watched as you squirted all over him, the milky sap hitting his stomach each time he pulled out. After the third time, his own high hit, stuffing his dick deep inside you, holding his hips at yours. His legs trembled as he nails dig into your thighs, head thrown back moaning with you.

Your hands cup his, bringing your lips together, panting heavily into the sloppy wet kiss, moans and whimpers escaping each time you guys nip at each other’s lower lip. Your chest pressing into his when he grinds himself deeper in you, wrapping your own legs around his waist. The kiss lasted for a few more minutes before you guys part, staring at eachother.

“Let me get you cleaned up, yeah?” Jean asked tapping softly at your thighs to let him go. You pout playfully and turn your head, “no I want you to stay inside.”

“There are plenty of ways for you to get used to my size.” Jeans smirks kissing your jaw.

“Huh?!”

“Huh?”

Eventually you did let Jean go and he got up and went to the bathroom bringing back a wet towel to clean you up. He was very gently and precise about it.

“Hey Jean?” You asked thinking about something he said earlier. “Yeah baby?” He looks at up, still cleaning you. “What did you mean when you said my moans sound better than the fake ones, or whatever you said.” You ask quietly, biting your lips.

Jean was stunned for a second, “oh well uhm, the last time I texted you if I could come over you said yeah and the door would be open,” he sat up after finishing, “and I came over and I kind of heard you and your ex having sex. That’s when I stopped texting back…”

You thought for a second confused, “I never texted that.”

“Huh?” He looks puzzled while coming to lay next to you. “I don’t think I ever texted you my door will be open. It must’ve been him. I would’ve remembered andI definitely wouldn’t be having sex if I knew you were coming.”

Jean stayed quiet, trying to keep his annoyance in check, “He’s an asshole.” He mumbles. “Enough about him….Wanna go again?” You ask a smile appearing slowly on your face, straddling him.

Jean looks up at you, “Hell yeah.”

Bonus:

“You really had to take a girl to the hospital?” You exclaimed cuddled up next to up, under the sheets, both of you guys still without clothes. “Yea it was bad,” Jean laughed, “the nurse ended up looking at my dick because I was scared, she was slightly horrified and told me I needed to be careful.”

“Oh my gosh.” You covered your mouth laughing harder.

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i’ll see shit like this and be like “armin would love this view”