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Falling in love with a marleyan pt.2

N/A: It was really hard to write for Eren because of all of his background. That’s why I’m insecure about this one. I hope you can enjoy

You can read the part 1 here

- Eren Jaeger

After the war that started in Marley because of the failure of the founding titan’s mission, the government sent marleyan nurses to the hospital of the Liberio District. Since many people had died on the battlefield, it would take some time for the eldian medical unit to fully recover.

You were one of them.

It wasn’t your first time taking care of war survivors, but putting your feet inside the district’s central hospital and seeing all those poor souls made your heart sink in your chest. The atmosphere was heavy, especially since the other nurses who were with you saw no reason to care for and treat eldians.

What was the purpose of the war? This? More blood and hatred?

You were in charge of caring for the patients in ward B. After a long day cleaning your patients’ psychological and physical wounds, you felt relief when you reached the last one.

“Mr. Kruger” was what the chart said and notes below about his amnesia, left eye, and leg.

“Good night, Mr. Kruger”

“Good night, nurse”

“You can call me by my name,” You said, pointing to the badge on your chest. “We’re going to see each other a lot from now on”

He looked at your face and then at your arm, noticing the lack of the armband.

“You are marleyan” he stated

“Yes, I am” You pulled up a stool to sit “Have you had any pain in your left eye or in your leg?”

“No, nurs-” he interrupted himself and looked at your badge before completing the sentence with your name.

“That’s good. Please look at my index finger”

You moved your finger from side to side to test his reflexes.

“I’ll need to change the bandages on your leg to make sure it is healing well, and the next week, we will look at your eye ”

He nodded, and you bent down to undo the bandages wrapped around the man’s leg. To your surprise, there were no scars or even stitch marks.

“You must have an incredible body, Mr. Kruger” you exclaimed, touching his knee looking for any signs of injury “It’s almost as if it’s regenerating”

“It would be incredible if that were possible”

“Yes of course! It’s just my imagination”

Carefully, you bandaged his leg again. Since he said that he would feel better even if he didn’t need to. Of all your patients that day, the man with the long brown hair seemed to have something different about him. He was not in paranoia or outlined any kind of stress, but probably thanks to his amnesia.

You helped him sit down, undress for the bath, sit in the wheelchair, and waited at the door until he was finished to help him get dressed again.

That was your first night with Eren Kruger, one very similar to that of the other patients.

The week dragged on at the Central Hospital of Liberio. In the afternoon, it was time to take the most mentally stable patients for a walk around, and as the days passed and repeated, the more you watched Kruger.

Even during the afternoon hours, he did not walk around like the rest. Unlike other patients with amnesia, he didn’t even try to search for a loved one or recover some memory. He was unusual, and you were curious.

Every day, you went to his room to perform the same procedure.

“Good night, Mr. Kruger” You greeted him after entering his room, and he responded by saying your name.

“You look tired”

“Is that your way of telling me that I’ve been prettier?”

You placed his dinner tray on the small, simple table there and sat next to him on the bed.

“No, just tired, but still beautiful”

You smiled at him more than you would like.

“I will test your reflexes as usual and then I will assist you in the shower as usual”

He was always your last patience. He was the best in health and with whom you talked the most.

“Aren’t you going to let me see your eye yet?” You asked, helping him to take off his coat.

“You said it wasn’t necessary since I didn’t feel pain”

You shrugged. He probably didn’t want to show it because of vanity.

“It is a pity. I really like the color ”

"Why you say that?”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m an eldian, but unlike other nurses, you don’t seem to be disgusted by your work”

“Why would I, Mr. Kruger?” You asked, unbuttoning the last button on his shirt “I’m sure the blood runs here” You said, placing a hand on his chest “It’s the same one that runs here” and completed placing his hand on your chest “We are the same ”

You didn’t notice, but Eren Kruger frowned before pulling your hand away abruptly. At that moment, you thought you were over the line. A silence fell over the two of you after such a simple sentence. That was how the night ended, with you two in silence.

Honestly, Eren Kruger had not been offended by your words but intimidated. The last thing he expected to hear from a marleyan was something like that. Eren was intimidated by your kindness.

Kruger was not just your patient. After that few months, he was your friend as well. It was not easy for you to establish a relationship with the other nurses. The marleyan who came with you avoided you because they saw the way you treated the eldians. The eldian nurses did not know what to expect from you, so they kept their distance. He was the only person you could talk to. After what happened, you were afraid that you had ruined things between you. So in an attempt to apologize, the next day, you took a chessboard to entertain him. It was a simple thing, but it was what the hospital protocol allowed.

When Eren saw you enter the bedroom door carrying the dinner as usual and a box, he thanked you for the poor lighting, or maybe you’d have noticed the blush that appeared on his cheeks when he heard you saying "Good night”

He answered you, but he did not look you in the eye. You left the tray of food on the bed and dragged the wooden table in the room to the front of him.

“I thought we could play a little bit” You suggested showing the box.

“It would be a great idea”

You set up the board on the table after dinner, and in silence, you started playing. You were surprised at how strategist the man in front of you proved to be and even more when he won the game.

“I bet you were a great soldier in the war. Why no one comes after you?“

He remained silent, and you sighed.

“I know I made you uncomfortable yesterday, but it was not my intention, Mr. Kruger. I hope you can forgive me ”

Eren looked at you and blinked a few times.

"You didn’t … You didn’t do anything wrong” He ran a hand through his hair “I didn’t expect to find someone like you in a place like this”

“Well, I didn’t expect to find someone like you either”

The silence fell over you two again, but this time in a cozy way.

“Let me prepare you for your bath”

You took off his coat, unbuttoned his shirt, helped him remove his pants, and sit in the wheelchair before taking you to the bathroom.

Everything as on other days, just like with the other patients. So why did your heartbeat so fast against your chest?

“Good night, Mr. Kruger,” You said about to leave the room.

“Eren”

“Hm?”

“Please call me Eren”

“Yes…Good night, Eren”

Your foolish heart was beating so fast that you could barely sleep through the night. The blood hit the walls, reverberating his name in your head, and the same happened with the eldian lying in his bed meters from you.

Time passed quietly, with the two of you talking during the afternoon outings and his daily checks. Eren loved those moments. Being with you brought back a part of him that he thought he lost some time ago.

You made that place without colors, the closest thing he could call home.

You liked how things were between you, but you were afraid.

Nothing good would come from a relationship that shouldn’t exist, and you would be sent back to your city soon. So there was nothing to do about it. You thought Eren Kruger would become a good memory, and maybe he would have if you hadn’t noticed him handing a letter to Falco.

The moment you saw him hand the paper over to the boy, it all made sense. So he didn’t try to find out who he was because he already knew, but why stay in the hospital? Why pretend amnesia? Why send a letter if he didn’t seem to want to come back?

When you went to take his dinner that night, you were nervous. How to start a conversation like this? Should you even bring it up?

“Are you okay?” He asked, taking you out of your daydreams

“Yes, just thinking about something”

“About what?” He asked, taking a tablespoon to his mouth

You swallowed hard and, without further ado, asked:

“You don’t really have amnesia, do you?” Eren stopped the spoon in his mouth and waited for you to continue. “I saw you handing a letter to that boy, Falco. You wouldn’t send letters if you didn’t remember who you are ”

He put the silverware on a plate and stared at you.

“And what are you going to do about it?”

“What I’m going to do…? What do you think I’m going to do? Tell the hospital board? ” You sat next to him “It hurts me that you lose faith in our friendship for so little. I would never do that, Eren. If you don’t want to go back… ”You took his hand in yours“ You must have your reasons. I just don’t want you to have to lie to me ”

"I wish I didn’t have to lie to you, too”

He intertwined your fingers with his own and patted the back of your hand briefly. You were close enough for your legs to touch each other.

Eren raised his free hand to your chin and lifted it towards his face. The months of tension between the two of you succumbed to a calm, slow, almost frightened kiss.

“Sorry. I shouldn't… ”

Eren stumbled over the words. He didn’t want to force himself on you.

You knew how wrong it was. Ethically and logically, but none of that seemed to matter. So, you kissed him back.

"I want to kiss you too, Eren” You whispered between the kiss

Eren smiled without breaking the contact. How long had he been since he smiled like that?

The kiss started a spark that turned into a fire of desire. None of you dared to stop or even wanted to. Eren kissed you as if it were the first and last time as if he was afraid to let you go. His hands went down to your back, undoing the apron knot, and yours did the same with the shirt buttons. You removed the usual coat he was wearing and right after the shirt. He pulled you into his lap, squeezing your waist. You had to hold back a groan as you felt his erection against your clothed core.

Eren put his hands on the front buttons of your dress and looked at your eyes carefully. Those jade eyes were looking for your permission. You kissed him again, touched by his concern, and got up from his lap.

You undid the buttons on your dress and took off your underwear, leaving you naked. That was the consent he was looking for.

“You’re…” He searched for words looking at your face, at your body “Beautiful”

This time, you saw him blush. Eren had never seen a naked woman, more than that, he was sure he had never met a woman like you.

He undid his belt, and you helped him take off his pants before accepting the invitation to return to his lap. To be honest, he didn’t quite know what to do, and if you think he was flushed before, you should have seen his face lying on your shoulder when he said:

“I don’t know what to do exactly …”

So you took one of his hands and guided it to the middle of your legs.

“Here” He pressed his finger above your clit “Move your finger in circles”

He did as you said, and he had to restrain himself not to cum at the exact moment you moaned.

“Keep…Agh…Doing it, Eren”

Eren felt an adrenaline rush up his spine and his cock throb when he heard you say his name like that. He wanted more. See more, learn your reactions, and listen to you say his name like this more often.

That night left a mark on you two forever. There was no turning back. Not because of sex, but because you fell in love with Eren, and he fell in love with you long before that.

Thinking about the afterward was something you avoided, but when your period didn’t come a second time. You knew it was necessary.

You planned to apply for permanent leave to work as a nurse in the Liberio District and somehow get Eren out of the hospital. You could live in a more remote part of the district without attracting attention and, if necessary, would use one of the eldian armbands. That way, you would only be more of a couple among many. After all, the government would not bother to investigate the life of a nurse.

You were happy despite everything, but that was until you told him.

“Are you … What?”

“I’m pregnant”

“Is it mine?”

You opened your eyes wide when you heard the question.

“Excuse me? What are you trying to say? ” You controlled yourself not to raise the voice “Of course it’s yours” You completed feeling a lump forming in your throat.

“That wasn’t part of the plan,” He said more to himself than you“You were not part of the plan” Eren rested his hands on his knees and lowered his head.

You wanted to cry. Not for him, but for trusting him, for making plans for the two of you.

“So this is how it will be? God … I’m such an idiot ”

Eren looked at your figure with slumped shoulders and closed countenance. He hated himself for causing your smile to end. He hated himself for being not the man you deserved and needed, but he wouldn’t leave you by yourself.

Even though he couldn’t be that man.

”Don’t go out of hospital tonight" He said breaking the silence. “Under no circumstances go to the speech today”

“What? Why?”

“Promise me you won’t, please”

“Eren, you are not making sense”

“Please” He begged you seriously

“Okay”

He told you to wait on the hospital terrace. He would come to pick you up, and once again, you trusted him.

It was difficult to watch the confusion that happened in the hospital. Countless wounded and killed. You never forgot the horror stuck in those people’s eyes, and doing nothing to help make you feel guilty.

Is that why he told you not to go? If so, how did he know what was going to happen? Why did he know?

You were about to come down to help when a short-haired woman appeared on the terrace saying your name. If you were confused before by not knowing what was going on, now even more.

“Who are you?”

“Eren asked me to pick you up”

“He told me he would come”

She held out her hand with a tender face that you couldn’t decipher.

“You will understand everything. Now come on, we don’t have much time to reach others ”

The wind was blowing hard on the terrace. You thought about refusing, going down, and helping the patients. At that time, you were no longer sure if you knew who Eren Kruger, the father of your child, was. You wouldn’t know if it was for fear of what could happen if you stayed or for the love you felt for Eren, but you accepted her hand.

You climbed on the airship with that woman. The pairs of eyes there were looking at you with as much curiosity as you to them. You hated the feeling of being the only one in the dark, the only one not knowing what was going on.

“We’d better keep an eye on her”

“She doesn’t know anything” You heard Eren say without looking at you “She wasn’t part of the plan”

“No? So why did you ask to pick her up? ” Asked the man without taking his eyes off you

"She’s pregnant with my child”

All the heads in the room turned to you.

“It seems that conspiring was not the only thing he did during that time”

You had so many questions, but there was no time for any of them right now.

Finding out that Eren Kruger was actually Eren Jaeger was like a punch in the gut. The army agreed to accommodate you, and in return, Eren would be imprisoned since he could leave if he wanted to. The woman who came to pick you up on the terrace answered all your questions and explained the current situation. You didn’t know what to say, just that you needed to talk to him.

It took a while, but after so much insisting, the survey corps commander agreed to let the two of you talk under her supervision.

Eren was sitting on the bed when you stopped in front of the cell with Hange at your side. He didn’t look at you, and he didn’t think he could do it too.

“Eren?” You called him, putting your face between the bars “What does all this mean?” You asked even though he knew the answer “You lied to me”

You didn’t want to cry, but how could you not? Especially being more sensitive because of the pregnancy.

“Eren … why?” A sob cut you off “Now I don’t know who you are, I can’t go home, and is that all you have to say? Nothing? Eren! ” You hit the bars causing a loud bang.

“Try to stay calm. You can’t be exasperated because of the baby, ”said Hange, touching your shoulder.

Eren got up from the bed and went to you. You looked deep into his green eyes, now understanding why he never let you take off the bandages, why he didn’t have scars.

“I didn’t lie about everything” He rested his forehead over yours on the bars “I know this is hard to believe right now, but I’m not going to leave you by yourself. That’s why I asked Mikasa to pick you up ”

For an instant, you saw the Eren who spent his days in the hospital there in front of you. He wiped away your tears and whispered an apology accompanied by your name before kissing your forehead and apologizing again.

It was unfair how your heart sped at the mere touch of him. Foolish heart.

Falling in love and having a child never crossed Eren’s mind when he went to Marley. He didn’t feel like he deserved you and even less your love. Several times he wanted to tell you everything, but how?

Hange looked at her watch and said that the time was over. Eren took your cheeks in his hands and whispered looking into your eyes.

“I wasn’t lying when I said I loved you. I love you"

Hange took you back to your room and asked if you would accept that she questioned you about your time with Eren. She had waited until the moment she judged it right due to your pregnancy. As a way to repay all her kindness you accepted.

Eren could have said he wouldn’t leave you alone, but while you were telling what happened during that time in a country you didn’t know, in a room that wasn’t yours and pregnant with a man you weren’t sure you knew more about, you felt more alone than ever.

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Reminiscence - Second Tempo

A/N: So! Second Tempo is a continuation of the First Tempo posted here. Just like the last, it’s part of the Haikyuu! HQ Server Collab; check out the rest of the work on the flaming smut pile. ===================================================

“Oi, it’s Ukai. Leave a message.” “Oh, Keishin…” Your body writhed against your fingers, phone pressed against your ear as another gasping moan ripped through you. The pads of your fingertips glided over your sensitive nub effortlessly as you grinned into the phone balanced between your shoulder and your ear. The game of cat and mouse had been going on for well over six months between yourself and Keishin; the ceaseless war of attrition had the teams and your students wondering who would break first. An international volleyball conference had you and the Karasuno girls’ team pulled away from Miyagi, from the handsome coach with those sharp, leering eyes.

“I know you’re away for training camp with the team…But I need you, Keishin.” Lust coated every syllable, each word dripping with desire as your fingers teased over your nipples and dripping folds. Another lascivious moan echoed into the receiver as you slipped a single dainty finger into your twitching hole. “I can’t seem to keep my hands off of myself…god, I wish it was your fingers slipping inside this tight, needy hole…” Sprawled out on your hotel room bed fresh from a shower, your wet hair plastered itself against your neck as you continued to rock into your own hand.

He invaded your thoughts; like intrusive kudzu he wrapped himself around your senses even halfway across the world. Did he know how you had ruined two pairs of panties at the last voicemail he sent you before the girls’ last match that day? Did he realize how desperate you were to be home? Could he hear it in your voice?

“Keishin,” you whined out, fingertip just brushing your g-spot. With a soft growl, you snatched your phone from your ear and put the device on speaker so you could angle yourself to reach deeper. With your body able to contort a little easier, the phone rested next to your flushing face against the pillowcase. Your body jolted into waves of pleasure as your legs tensed into your stroking. “Fuck, I can’t wait to come home, oh fuck, oh fuck, Keishin…”

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BOLD: NSFW & ITALICIZED: SFW

So I had to make a separate masterlist just for Attack on Titan, but guess who I added? 👀👀

Reiner Braun Masterlist

Levi Ackerman

Kinktober2020

Like You

Warmth

Happy Birthday

Only A Game

Eren Yeager

Kinktober2020

Trick or Treat

Melted

Personal Use

Jean Kirstein

Hoevember2020

Personal Use

Armin Arlert

Kinktober2020

NSFW Alphabet

Personal Use

Erwin Smith

Kinktober2020

Punishments

At Your Disposal

Busy

Colt Grice

Ruin Me

Porco Galliard

Selfish Love

Only For Me

Personal Use

Zeke Yeager

Afterwards

Personal Use

Pieck Finger

Just Us Three

Yelena

Just Us Three

Bertholdt Hoover

NSFW Alphabet

Headcanons

Halloween 2020

Mikasa Ackerman

Sasha Blouse

Hange Zoë

Conny Springer

Annie Leonhart

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Zeke Yeager NSFW headcanons

• Gdhsgajagsgjs where do i even begin with this absolute dilf of a man

• RE👏🏼SPECT👏🏼FUL👏🏼

• Won’t do ANYTHING until he has your full consent

• But as soon as he has it ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

• Handsey as hell

• So versatile in the bedroom man

• He will do just about anything and everything with you

• Except bottom 🗿

• He can give you the best vanilla fucking of a lifetime

• Make the SWEETEST love to you and leave u feeling so loved and so satisfied

• Or he can be the biggest brat taming edging asshole

• Your pick because he can go either way

• Will spend hours between your legs

• It doesn’t matter if your crying, begging him to stop, ripping his hair out and clawing his head to the white meat

• Mans does it for HIS OWN pleasure

• Unless he hears that safeword, he won’t stop

• Stamina level is godly

• He won’t stop unless and until you’re satisfied

• He got that good pipe

• Like i said, extremely versatile

• Sometimes he’ll go in long loving strokes n pat your head n call you a good girl

• Or he’ll pound you till your screaming, spit in your mouth and call you a whore n use you until hes satisfied

• If you whimper his name he’ll cum on the spot

• But its okay he’ll be ready to go again soon after ;)

• 100% into temperature play

• When you see the ice cubes and wax you know its gonna be a long night

• LOVES TO CHOKE YOU

• He loves how pathetic you look when your gasping for breath :(

• Loves to spank and slap you too :(

• With consent of course!

• He prefers rough over vanilla cuz he thinks it relieves stress more

• But either way hes gonna leave your legs feeling like jelly 🥴

• He doesn’t really let you suck him off because he knows you’ll clown him for how long he lasts

• Cuz you got that magic mouth

• Much prefers to eat you out or fuck you until you’re crying

• Strikes me as the type to whos too busy to have sex with you super often so when you finally do your both pretty pent up and its a whole event

• Someone get this man a crown cuz he’s the king of aftercare 👑

• He’ll bring you water and massage any spots that hurt

• Along with plenty of cuddles and kisses :*

• He’ll run you a bath with the good smelling soap you don’t use often

• And if you don’t feel like taking a bath he’ll hold you up in the shower

• But that might lead to another round ;)

• Honestly he just can’t get enough of you

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Meanwhile, in paths

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i,, i’m going through an eren brainrot rn and i was hoping if i could request a sub n very needy eren x f!reader. something along the lines of him pissing off the reader and she teases him to the max and eren’s just begginggg ; and then reader gets herself off without letting him release and he’s just cryinG AGGHHABA I HOPE THIS MAKES SENSE /3 ty have a nice day ≧ω≦

oh lord…………………………….. i have to………………….. think alot oh god,,, also college au bc head empty

vvv nsfw under the cut vvv

today has been so fucking stressful for you. class has not been treating you well and your asshole of a boyfriend has been acting more like an asshole than usual. you loved him, of course you did, but god did you wish he would shut his fucking mouth sometimes.

you often confided in your dorm-mate, ymir for advice, causing her to just laugh and nudge you with a: “sorry can’t relate, my girlfriend is basically an angel on earth.”to which you respond with a snicker and nudge her back.

you often wished you had what historia and ymir had between them with eren but he had a weird charm that had you fall for him in the first place.

you had a free period sandwiched between two lessons of english literature. so, instead of going back to your dorm for a nap or to the nearest starbucks, you spent it in the library with a classmate of yours. she was quite standoffish when you first met her. a short blond who intimidated nearly everyone around her.

you were one of the few lucky ones who were able to get close to her. the other two being a jock and his sidekick but more into that later.

sighing as your phone buzzed against the wooden table, you saw the multiple notifications from eren pop up on screen. your eye twitched as you tried focusing on studying and annie let out a small chuckle at your reaction.

“problem in paradise?” she mused, watching as you tensed for a second before letting out a deep breath.

“man, i don’t know. i love eren but-” you were about to go on until annie kicked you under the desk, jutting her head towards the right. you furrowed your brows, looking behind you to see your boyfriend enter with his two friends.

“speak of the devil.”

“y/n.” eren smirked, taking a chair and spinning it around, sitting down with his legs on either side. his arms rested on the top of the back of the wooden chair.“whatcha doin’” his head cocked to the side to look at you, like a lost puppy.

his hair was slowly falling out of his bun, causing small strands to frame his face. you would be lying if you said he didn’t look ethereal.

“im studying, jaeger.” you let out, running a yellow highlighter along a few keywords, keeping your eyes on your textbook.

eren rolled his eyes in response, peering over the chair to take a look at your various notes before snorting.“fuckin’ nerd.”

you threw a look over at him. could he not take anything seriously?“don’t you guys have somewhere to be maybe? like i don’t know, catching up with professor erwin?” annie spoke up, causing all of you to have a moment of shock. armin nodded, agreeing with her, tugging on eren’s hood.

“they’re trying to study, c’mon don’t bother them.”

mikasa was silent, giving you an apologising smile.

“bother my own girlfriend? more likely than you think, but yeah, my brother will be on my ass if i miss another fucking meeting.” he sighs, giving you a playful two finger salute before rushing off with the other two. you slumped into your chair.

“sorry annie-”

“just teach him a lesson or something, if you catch my drift.” she mumbles quickly, collecting her stuff. you look at her in surprise.

“what?” she snickers at your reaction, “im not a fucking virgin. time for class.” she mentions, slinging her bag over her shoulder.

“good idea..” you mumble to yourself as she walks off, leaving you to your own thoughts.

good idea indeed.

and eren gave you just the perfect opportunity. he burst in with no knock, no indication he was coming over, nothing.

ymir was spending the night at historia’s so you didn’t have to worry about that.

“eren what the fuck have i told you about coming in unannounced? ymir could’ve been i dont know, getting it on with historia for all you know.” you looked over at him, smiling internally at how he remembered to take his shoes off before joining you on your bed. you were not about to have his dirty ass shoes on your clean bed.

“sorry but to be fair i did see ymir walk into historia’s dorm so i knew you were alone.” he steals your soda to take a sip of it before placing it back on the bedside table.

annie’s words echoed in your head, causing you to jump into action.

you threw yourself over him, straddling his waist as he straightened up, excitement flashing in his eyes at where the night was leading. your threw your arms over his shoulders, shuffling so that you purposefully pressed onto his bulge through his jeans.

he moved forward to catch your lips but you ducked your head, kissing down his cheek and jaw, running your tongue along the skin. your continued down, relishing in the way his hips jutted up once you pressed your lips to that one spot on his neck. you bit and sucked, marking him as yours.

eren’s hands rested at your hips, his fingers digging into your thin tank top.

you spot ymir’s tie on the floor. perfect.

you climb off of him, a quizzical look painting his face as you picked it up along with one of your (clean) socks. the brunet seemed to put two and two together.

“ohhh is that what we’re doing huh baby?” he threw his jacket off along with his shirt, expecting you to stare. however, he got the opposite. you ignored his movements, simply binding his hands to the bed and the using the (CLEAN!!!) sock as a makeshift ballgag.

you were impressed with yourself. taking your phone out to take a quick picture before tossing it away and getting to work.

“you’ve been such a bitch boy for the past few days. why?” you questioned him, enjoying how he struggled to form words with the cloth in his mouth.

“is it because you haven’t got your dick wet in a while? is that it?” you tease, slipping your clothes off, leaving you in your underwear and bra. his eyes trailed your form, every curve and beauty mark. he flicked his eyes from you to his pants, which had a much evident tent in them now.

you gave a little bit of mercy, pulling his jeans off and dragging a palm over his boxers where his cock had already leaked with precum. after a few teasing presses, you give him the relief of taking off his boxers.

you took his dick in your hands, pumping it a few times. you swiped your tongue along the tip, causing him to shudder under you. you stepped out of your panties, letting them drop to the floor. his eyes took notice of your arousal dripping down your thighs. your finger toyed with your clit, spreading your legs for him to see, his cock twitching when you shoved a finger into your cunt.

eren wanted nothing more than to shove his face between your thighs right now. to lap and lick at your juices as you moaned his name. he tugged at the binding, brows furrowing as his cock begged for attention.

you giggled at his neediness, crawling over to him and hovering over his length before fulling sitting down on him. drool split out of his mouth, causing the cloth ti go damp. a dull moan escaping his throat.

you were so hot and tight around him and he couldn’t help but buck his hips upwards into yours. though he easily hit into your sensitive spot.

“holy fuck, you’re so fucking big fuck.” you cursed, lifting yourself before slamming down onto him, causing him to throw his head back at the feeling. the lewd sound of skin on skin echoed throughout your room and whoever walked past would definitely know what was going on.

you continue fucking yourself on his cock, using your fingers to pinch at your clit. the sight alone could’ve made eren cum in you but it was nothing compared to how you creamed around him, your walls pulsing around him. he was literally about to fall off the edge, before you pulled off of him. his cock falling limp as a tiny drop of cum dribbled out of him.

“wha fe hell!” he yelled through the fabric. you pulled the sock in his mouth down, letting him talk freely.

“please y/n! i want to cum! please let me cum!” eren begged, tugging on the bindings harder.“please fuck- i just wanna feel your pretty pussy please.” he pressed on further, causing the corners of your lips to curl up into a teasing smile. his eyes were glassy, tears falling with a single blink. long brown hair sticking to his damp forehead, messy on the pillow under his head.

“sorry baby..” you threw on a hoodie, your panties and some shorts after cleaning yourself up.

“maybe if you weren’t such a little bitchy boy, i would’ve let you cum.” you slid his boxers and jeans back on for him, zipping him up.

“now, you stay here, im gonna get us some pizza, yeah?” you pulled his hair into a bun and loosened the tie around his wrists slightly.

you’ll untie them completely later, but for now, you wanted to have your fun.

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HC : Before Niccolo came to Paradis, Levi is the one who cooks food for Sasha.

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Say… Who do you belong to?

○ Pairing: Ushijima Wakatoshi x reader, mention of Oikawa ○ Words: 7.675 ○ Genre: Mafia-AU, NSFW, Smut, 18+ ○ Warning: oral, force, gun play, slightly breath play, violence, slightly manipulation, daddy kink, blood, pain, rape ○ Note: All characters are grown up! ○ This fic is part of a server collab. The masterlist can be found here

Prompt: “I wonder what he’d do if he knew you were with me right now.”

Summary: You are Oikawa’s most precious treasure. His beloved wife, whom he married a few years ago and with whom he had bought a wonderful house. But what you don’t know is that Oikawa has a lot of debts with a mafia boss, who suddenly pulls you out of your wonderful life and declares you as his victory. You’re husband and wife, so his debts are also yours, which you now have to settle with Ushijima.

A little sleepy, you turn around a few times in bed. The fine silk sheets have nestled tightly around your body, flattering your contours, while the space next to you is cold and empty.

“Good morning, my precious angel.” The cheerful voice of your husband sounds as you feel the warm, soft lips of Oikawa on your shoulder blade and turn to him with a smile. “Good morning Tooru. Why are you up so early?” The moon is still bright in the sky, while the rest is adorned in darkness.

“I have to leave early today. But I’ll be back tonight, and then I’ll take good care of you.” Winking, he grins and gives you one last kiss before he walks out of your front door. You still don’t lose your smile when you look at the closed door. Because you are happy.

You have wonderful friends, a wonderful husband by your side you married a few years ago, a big house, and hopefully soon children who would make your life perfect.

With quiet music in the background, you stand in the kitchen and prepare Oikawa’s favorite food as you hear the door quietly open. First, you frown and are surprised that Oikawa is there so early, but the closer the steps are to you, the more uncomfortable the feeling in your stomach becomes.

These are not the steps of Oikawa. Besides, it’s two people you hear. Iwaizumi? No, he would always greet you loudly even before he took off his shoes.

With shaky hands and a racing heartbeat, you reach for a large kitchen knife and hide behind the door. Two tall men, one with light hair and a dark look, the other with red hair and an almost demonic appearance, stand in the room and look around.

“Does this guy have a wife?” Ask one of the two indifferently as he points to the unfinished food. “Looks like there’s got to be a little Oikawa wifey around here somewhere.” The other grins and begins to giggle.

A wonder they haven’t noticed you yet. You could swear that if they turned off the music they could hear your heartbeat. You can’t fight two men this tall, maybe it’s better if you try to escape instead of attacking them. But maybe they are friends of Oikawa who want to surprise him?

But how did they get into your house without a key? Annoyed, the gray-haired man presses his hands to the hip and exposes a shiny metallic object. Your blood is freezing when you realize this object is a weapon.

You have to get out of here, and as if your body understands what you’re trying to tell, your legs are moving. Your ankles are almost white, so tight you hold the knife in your hand to prevent it from falling and making a sound.

Almost arriving at the door, the relief is already painting in your face as the wooden floor below you begins to creak. Your eyes are getting big, and now you know you have to run. But your legs are not fast enough against those of the tall man who pulls you back into the house with a loud shout.

“Who the fuck are you?” The tall man behind you calls while he pulls you to his back. With the knife, you try to attack him but only manage to graze his leg. But it’s enough to let go of you.

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haikyuu kinktober 2020 day 26

theme + character ; satori tendou + knifeplay

warnings ; 18+ content, knife play, fingering, eating out, slight degradation (not a lot)

w/c ; 792

a/n ; okay and i am off to take a nap!! - anica

Your hands were tied above your head, thighs pressed together as you saw Tendou bring out a knife. He twirled it between his fingers, a smirk played out on his lips as he walked towards you.

“Aw...don’t look so scared, bunny.” Tendou chuckled lightly, his fingers gripped the handle of the knife, hovering the blade above your skin. Goosebumps rose as he lightly dragged the tip of the blade between your breasts.

“T-Tendou, please…” your words were quiet and shaky, body staying perfectly still in fear he would cut you.

“Shh,” he purred, putting more pressure on the blade. “Look at how helpless...how scared you are, you like it don't you?”

You were liking it, the thrill of him drawing blood lit up a fire in your chest. He dragged the blade down your torso, skipping over your belly button and stopping right above your pussy.

Your eyes darted down to see him twirling the knife in his fingers, then running it quickly back up to your chin. Tendou lifted your face up with the tip of the knife, the blade poking your skin.

“Hm…” he murmured, your breathing trembled once Tendou brought the knife closer to your lips. He pressed the tip of the knife against your tongue, smirking when your breathing suddenly stopped.

Then, he suddenly shoved the handle of the blade in your mouth. Causing you to whine out loud and squirm a bit, with your lips wrapped around the blade he pulled it back out, satisfied with the saliva-coated handle.

You were unsure of what he was going to do next, he seemed to be deliberating something in his mind. Anxiously waiting, you kept your legs pressed together and attempted to steady your shaky breath.

“You gotta stay still for me, alright?” Tendou asked you calmly, you just nodded in response. “Good girl.”

As Tendou pressed the knife against your skin, he dragged it slowly down your body, moving closer and closer to your cunt. He pried your legs open with his hands and smiled once he saw how soaked you were, of course you enjoyed this.

He flipped the knife, carefully holding onto the blade, then Tendou guided the handle towards your cunt. You sucked in a sharpy breath when you felt the icy material of the knife push up against your hole.

“What are you- Te- ahh…” your hands gripped harshly at the sheets when you felt Tendou push the handle of the blade inside you. The coldness of it causing your walls to clench around it, “Tendou I- what if it-”

“Keep moving and see what happens, hm?”

His tone was almost taunting you to keep moving, but when you looked down, the handle of the knife was fully inside you. So you stayed still, chest rising up and down quickly as Tendou began moving the knife in and out.

For some reason, it felt good. You suddenly let out a soft moan, followed by more moans. Tendou used his free hand to play with your clit, rubbing slow and steady.

You wanted to move, in fact you wanted him to stop just so you would stop squirming around. But you didn't want the pleasure to stop.

Tendou’s cock strained inside his pants when he raked his eyes over your body. Hands tied above your head, back arched and head tilted back.

“Filthy little slut, you like how the knife feels, you fucking love it.”

You whimpered out a soft yes, pulling at the cuffs tightly wrapped around your wrists. You bent your legs and curled your toes when Tendou pulled the knife out and decided to just use his fingers, setting the slick knife on your wavering chest.

His fingers moved inside you while his other hand worked at your clit, building you right up to the point of your orgasm before he stopped what he was doing.

You laid there pouting, eyes wide in confusion as you watch Tendou lick his fingers.

“Wha- Tendou why did you stop?” You desperately asked, hating the way his lips curled up into a cocky grin.

“Well you didn't tell me to keep going, did you?”

You shook your head, “Please, I-I was gonna cum.”

Tendou shrugged and crawled onto the bed, shifting himself down before pressing his mouth onto your clit.

You let out a shriek as he began licking at your clit, the pleasure began forming once again and only in a few seconds were you crying out ready to come. Tendou used two of his fingers and worked them inside you, still flicking his tongue on your swollen clit.

Tendou let out a low, pleased hum as you came. The knife shaking on your chest and your legs tensing up.

“See, wasn’t so bad was it?”

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ok but here’s a concept my 5am brain conjured up: yandere levi would love cum play. he likes seeing his cum on his s/o because he sees it as his mark and his mark alone. he’d like cumming and filling up his s/o’s pussy over and over again. sometimes he’d even make her go out in public wearing a short skirt with no panties so his cum would drip down her thighs whenever she walked, and boy does levi love seeing her embarrassed face.

Honestly, my brain is super horny at 5 AM, too. I gotta give you kudos for this great idea, sleepy anon 💤

Warning: Creampie, cum play, sexual themes, yandere themes.

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um.. can i req for kuroo just being so mean to his girlfriend with a huge size kink on top? i just love the idea of him deliberately being mean bcs he likes seeing his baby cry for him then immediately change to a loving bf after that 🙈

Mean Dom! Kuroo - Too Dumb

word count: 1.7k

tags: dacryphilia; heavy degradation; daddy kink; dom! kuroo; mean kuroo tbh; size kink; throat fucking; some aftercare (?).

Always in a world of incessant business and black suits, you should have guessed Kuroo would need release somewhere else. Yet out of all things he could enjoy, out of everything that could be his if he just wished it to be, you turned out to be the subject of his adoration. He absolutely worshipped you - showered you with gifts and praise so much so that you would never doubt yourself or his love for you. And considering the way his eyes shone with tenderness whenever you were around, you never did. Not usually, at least.

But right now, when he was so deep inside you yet his face branded utter boredom, you couldn’t help the sinking feeling in your chest. You had struggled against his almost suffocating embrace, writhing like a prey facing death, when he ripped your panties aside and aligned himself along your folds. There had been a few protests, yet his dark gaze was enough to silence you.

“Tetsu,” you cried out, clinging onto his shoulders for leverage when he finally directed his eyes towards you.

“You fucking done yet, princess? You’ve had me waiting here for a while now,” Kuroo grunted, lowering himself down to his elbows and pushing a hand down against your abdomen. He was well aware of how much bigger he was in comparison to you. “Been inside you so many times, baby, and you still need fucking time to adjust?” He chuckled cruelly, his mocks only making your walls tighten around him. It wasn’t your fault - you wailed it wasn’t. Taking his long, girthy cock now was no easier now than it was before. No matter how many times you did it, he always managed to stretch you out until he made you his, turning the disastrous burn into pure ecstacy. Each and every time.

“I- I’m okay now, ‘s just too big…” Your whisper was borderline inaudible as he began thrusting inside you, setting a merciless pace that knocked the air off your lungs every time he bottomed out.

“You sound like a dumb whore the way you’re talking. Daddy’s cock, is that what you meant?” To your terror, he sat up on his knees, lifting up your thighs against you to gain more speed. Your back arched with moans as he rammed into you harshly, forcing you to take his full length with every buckle of his hips. “Fucking answer me, are you that hopeless of a case?”

“Yes! Yes, that’s what I meant. Daddy’s-” Cut off by a scream, your sentence got lost in a sea of heavy breaths. The low growls he emitted by your ear, coupled with the twitching and swelling of his cock inside you was nauseating. Sickeningly perverted.

Wrapping a large hand around your throat, you gasped for air while Kuroo gazed down at you with a sinister smile, zeroing in on the tears welling up. The bruising force of his hips clashing against yours was enough for you to hold his wrist in a desperate plea, begging for a breath of air as he kept tightening his hold.

“T-testu!” The raw panic ringing in his ears instantly tore his hands away from your neck, but the lifted corners of his mouth were unmovable as he pulled out all the way, just to slowly sink in back to you.

Your back pathetically arched into his touch, clit rubbing just right against the smooth skin of his defined abdomen. The way he looked down at you as if you were nothing but a used toy he’d throw away soon had your hand pushing against his chest, attempting to slow the reckless grinding of his hips.

“What now?” His eyes were so cold, only letting the slightly feral tone underneath the ice flicker through.

“Slow down, please, it hurts.” Contradicting your plea, you let it out a shameful moan when his thumb began circling the swollen bud. Oh, it was so clear he enjoyed watching you unravel under him, as if you were a little porcelain doll - the favorite in his collection.

“Princess, I don’t think I ever stated you have a fucking say,” he rolled his eyes, and the carelessness with which he threw you around in the bed - bringing you up to your knees on the edge of the bed while he stood - left an unfamiliar distaste reverberating through your system.

With another hand gripping your shoulder to keep you in place, he pried your mouth open slowly, savoring the crimson of your lips. His digits sensually pushed against your tongue, to which you responded by swirling your tongue around them. The hand previously restraining you lowered down to his cock, where he began pumping his fist up and down. Precum quickly began pooling from his tip and without realizing, your tongue had surely stuck out, ready for him to use your mouth.

At least that’s what you thought, but the moment he fisted your hair and forced you down his length, you knew it would be too much. You tried to relax your mouth, but his cock twitching inside your mouth made you choke even more. You couldn’t breathe, you only ogled up at him with tears that threatened to fall at any moment, hoping maybe he’d have some mercy. “You said you’d take it so why are you struggling, huh? Do you not want to?” He finally let go of you, and as much as you tried to compensate for the air your lungs were begging for, it was hard to even relish in the emptiness again when he sounded so damn disappointed.

“No! It’s not that, daddy, I just can’t fit you inside my mouth, it hurts,” you uttered the words as your arms wrapped around his legs, bringing him closer until his length was raised taut against your cheek.

“So everything hurts now for you,” the laugh that echoed off was strange, condemning. His cringe at the sight made your heart tremble. “I’m taking the time to train your useless little throat and this is how you behave? You should be fucking thankful, or would you rather I use my secretary’s?” You tried to listen for any sign of hesitance or teasing in his tone, but it was cold steel you heard. Shaking your head swiftly, your bottom lip quivered as his tip set against your mouth once again.

“So then why, baby? Why are you acting like such a stupid slut, as if you haven’t learned anything?” Using your throat as nothing more than a cock sleeve, he thrusted into your mouth continuously, ignoring all signs of your struggle. “You’re too dumb to remember, is that it? Maybe it’s time I throw you away and find someone new to play with.” Those were the words you lost it at, when the tears began cascading down your cheeks. Even as you sobbed, even as the oxygen barely managed to reach your blood and dizzied you, you kept him inside your mouth. Wishing - clinging to the hope that you could satisfy him again like you used to. But just as your spotted vision started going black, you were suddenly pulled up into his embrace, his arms holding you tightly against him. No, not like the claustrophobic hold he had on you earlier, but with that warm strength you were always met with when you needed it.

“I got you, pretty girl. C’mon, look at me,” Kuroo’s words were once again dripping with honey, his index finger lifting up your chin so your teary eyes could lock with his. “So fucking pretty when you cry, you know that right? Know how much I love you?” His charming smile was like a lullaby, easily dissipating every concern you had.

“Keep crying for me, angel, yeah? Wanna see those pretty tears when I make you cum.” Those words were the last you registered before he sat down and pulled you onto his lap, easily slipping inside you with how much you had been dripping onto the sheets.

Though you hadn’t come before, every thrust was worse than the previous. You were so sensitive you could feel absolutely everything - every vein and pulsing of his cock, every place where you clamped down on him, every brush of your hardened nipples against his firm chest.

“Tetsu, it feels so good! Feels so good, I’m gonna cum,” you sobbed on his shoulder, bouncing on his lap each time he plunged into you.

“Go on, princess. Cum with me, make daddy proud.”

With a kiss to your dampened cheek, his rhythm increased enough to send you both into your high. For a moment, you felt awfully aware of your surroundings, your heavy pants and the lewd sound of naked skin slapping against another. It was like the calm before a storm, right when your orgasm rushed in and cascaded over you, milking every last drop of the creamy liquid from Kuroo without even noticing.

You still trembled weakly from the pleasure when you felt Kuroo’s fingers draw circles on your stomach. It was then, when you looked down, that you discovered you were trying to keep in every bit of his seed inside you, unwilling to let any pour outside.

“Look at that bulge, too full with my cum, huh? You always do so fucking good for me,” Kuroo grunted with a smirk, the sweat on his forehead glistening with every labored breath.

“I love you,” you looked at him with furrowed brows and a pout, still unable to shake away the words from before.

He smiled briefly, wiping away the tears before cupping your cheeks and bringing you closer. “I love you so fucking much. Never forget that, okay? No matter what I say when I’m like that, you’re the only one for me. Only girl I wanna spend my life with, and only girl I want to absolutely fucking ruin every night.” His lips ghosted above yours with the whisper, merely brushing against yours with every spoken word. “Got that?” A brow lifted up with the question, seeking for the confirmation he needed to hear.

“Got that,” you smiled, taking the reins and lunging forward for a kiss.

my dumbass literally forgot abt the size kink?? i’m so sorry, i tried to go back & include it but i hope you enjoyed it nonetheless. thank u for the request!

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hhnhhnh bat anon i am. malfunctioning after seeing that art of drag racer kuroo.,,..,. what abt drag racer kuroo with a quiet cryptid bat babie gf? i wan to sit on his lap while he.. speed in car go vroom and cling to his chest whenever he goes faster or makes a sharp turn, maybe even ride him until im gushing all over the seat🥺 i- i juddt wan a boyfie.

He loves bringing you to races and having you cheer for him-or more just support him because you’re never really screaming at the top of your lungs. You give him a quick kiss before running off to join the crowd and watching him with a big smile because that’s your boy.

He loves driving around in his car, you in his lap as he drives. He loves it even more when he presses down on the gas till it’s touching the floor, going far too fast than your used to and having you cling onto his chest with a single squeal before burying your head in chest. Kuroo would have you on his lap all the time if he knew races weren’t too dangerous.

And as much as he loved having you innocently sitting in his lap, having you sit on his dick takes the cake. You were always so good for him, bouncing on his long cock while he drove the two of you around. If he was an amateur you two would have been long gone because the way your clenched and creamed around him almost made him blackout multiple times. He won’t let you stop until you’ve reached your destination or until you have no orgasms left and his pants and cock have been left completely soaked.

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yessssss. do your thing baby.♡

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