#boxer!eren x black!reader

[luminiamore]

I'm in an Eren mood, and just found your bomb fics🫶🏾!! I was wondering if you can do a tomboy/boxer(or weight lifter) reader who has a smart mouth with Eren, they're really competitive and always arguing(jokingly, because they both have smart mouths) it can smut or not whatever you feel🩷🩷

SUCKER.

best friend eren x boxer black reader

warnings: ex jean, eren HATES jean, pussy eating, recording, great sex/mean ren

a/n: doing a part two 🫶🏾

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Friday night, 11 p.m.

A small gathering was taking place while you were at Connie’s house. Your friends, including your annoying best friend Mikasa, Armin, Sasha, Historia, her girlfriend Ymir, and your ex-boyfriend, Jean, were there. Your use of the term ‘friend’ for him is rather polite. You were here, drinking rather than mentally preparing for your match in the upcoming week at home.

You were lying on the couch. Eren lazily leaned his head on your lap, entertaining himself with random Instagram reels on his phone while holding a bottle of Cognac in his unaccompanied hand. Card games were being played by the rest of the crowd to entertain themselves. As you were all quite drunk, Connie made the decision to introduce a drinking game.

“Not gon’ play with them?” He whispers, the sound still rumbling against your exposed thighs.

You sigh, actually contemplating it. You probably would’ve said no if you were sober —scratch that—you definitely would’ve said no. You know that Eren wouldn’t play unless you did. His ego is too big to admit it, but he followed you around like a lost puppy. The only reason he came here was because of you.

“I might. Join me? We should keep a score to see who gets the most points.” You grin, head spinning when you abruptly shift your position.

“Compelling. What kind of points?”

“Isn’t this game like you have to answer a question or drink? I get to drive your beamer for a week if I answer the most questions. And you have to buy me new gloves for my match.” You poke his shoulder as you speak. You see his eyebrows raise up in amusement.

He snorts, “And what do I get if I win?”

“What do you want? And don’t say nothing crazy, I’ll fuck you up.”

At that, he gives an amused laugh, “Girl, please. You can’t even reach my face. Short ass.”

You flick his forehead with your finger, snickering when he groans a bit. “Reached it now, didn’t I?”

“You’re not funny. Nobody laughed, actually.”

“I did. Now, answer the question, fore’ I do it again.”

You get an eye roll and a sly smile on his pink lips as if he has come up with some devious plan. You would’ve started regretting this, but you’re not a quitter. You started this shit, and you’re gonna finish it through.

“You have to do anything I say for a week.”

You suck your teeth, “We not in some video on Pornhub, boy. Be for real.”

“Any video starring you and me in it would have Hollywood rushing to put it on the big screen. You be for real.”

That renders you silent. For a moment, no one says anything. Eren just stares intently into your eyes, waiting for your response.

“.. That’s what you want?”

“That’s what I want.”

There’s nothing much to say after that. You push Eren’s head up so you can stand, ass jiggling in the shorts you were wearing. As if by magic, he follows behind you, with you failing to notice his gaze drifting downwards to give your ass a drooling gaze.

They gathered in the living room and sat in a nearly perfect circle. You opted to seat yourself right next to where Sasha was sitting. Eren, of course, shoved Jean, who was sitting on the opposite side, to sit next to you. You would have said something before you and Jean broke up, but that isn’t your man.

Your relationship with Eren was a source of jealousy for him, leading to your split. For years, you and Eren had been friends; you had practically grown up together. Your moms had been friends, so by default, you two started hanging out every single day since grade school. The two of you were very close, extremely close. You slept in the same bed together; he was your first kiss, and you were his. You even lived in the same apartment.

You’re not oblivious. At least you don’t think you are. It was always clear to you that having a boyfriend would necessitate changes. The act of sleeping in the same bed and cuddling with Eren would necessitate changing. Eren reluctantly understood, but there are times when you wake up in the morning and find him fast asleep on your stomach.

Every day, Jean would complain about Eren being too close to you and how he doesn’t like him living with you. He suggested that you move in with him a month after you started dating. You two hadn’t even fucked yet.

You would never drop Eren, he was too important to you. So, it’s safe to say your relationship with Jean didn’t last long.

You ignore his gaze on you as you giggle at something Sasha said. Connie finally comes back with a stack of cards that say ‘Truth or Drink: Dirty and Sex Edition’ and a bottle of Hennessy.

“Ya’ll know the drill, answer the question, or take a shot. Don’t be pussy, though.” He addresses the group over music playing.

The game gets off to a fast start. The questions began simple, such as ‘Are you a virgin?’ or ‘How many bodies do you have?’ These are not things that should make anyone feel ashamed. Eventually, they became a bit more intimate, at least for you. You had 9 points, and Eren was in the lead with 12 points.

“Your turn, (☆).” Connie addresses you.

After pulling a card from the pile, the next question causes your breath to pause. Swiping the bottle, you take a deep breath to prepare yourself for the burn this drink will give you.

You’re stopped short by Eren, “Aht— you gotta tell us what the question says.”

“Not important.” You take a sip, gagging when the flavor finally hits your mouth. You’re too occupied to notice Eren quickly removes the card from your lap. When he reads it out loud, you almost choke on your spit.

“Have you ever hooked up with a friend?” In response to the rest of the group’s ‘Ooohs,’ he snickers at you.

You smack his head lightly, “Asshole.”

“Who you fucked, girl?” Sasha pokes at you. The attention is entirely on you, causing your face to flush in embarrassment.

“I plead the fifth.”

“Was it Eren?” Jean’s voice prompts a quick turn of your head. He looked so angry, so ticked that he could explode if you said one wrong word. You answered to avoid causing a scene,

“No.”

You’re nearly afraid to look at Eren, yet you realize he’s staring at you. His gaze was burning on the side of your face, making you squirm. Jean’s scoffing shows he didn’t believe you, but you’re not here to argue with your ex. Connie recognizes that you no longer want to talk about it, so he turns the spotlight on him when he pulls another card.

You’re about to send a grateful glance to him for that, but your body stiffens when Eren whispers in your ear,

“You just gonna lie to him like that?”

You grit your teeth, keeping your voice as low as possible, “Shut up.”

“What, you gonna protect his feelings?” Eren’s energy is condescending and irritable, to say the least.

“I’m protecting your frail ass ego. Wouldn’t want to embarrass you when I tell them you didn’t even make me cum.” You lie through your teeth, smirking, thinking you won.

You almost yelp when you feel a pinch on the side of your hips, “C’mon, mama. Your body never lies, especially not to me. Remember those pretty moans clear as day— ‘Oh, daddy! Right there— gonna cu-’”

Your hand covers his mouth, and you’re about to smack him again when you feel that stupid, cunning smile against your hand. You pause and sigh in relief when you realize that no one has heard him, as they’re too preoccupied with Sasha, who’s indulging in the bottle. No one except Jean, who’s practically seething in anger as he glares at Eren.

- -

It was now one in the morning. Most people were passed out because of how drunk they were. Only you, Eren, and Jean were awake, with Jean nearing sleep while staring at his phone. It goes without saying that Eren won the bet; he had no shame when it came to his sexual innuendos.

You’re about to get up from your seat on the floor, but Eren’s grip on your waist doesn’t loosen. You try to look at him but realize he’s not even paying attention to you. Instead, his eyes are intently focused on the shorts you’re wearing with a frown.

“You good?” You speak, thinking that your sudden voice will dislodge his gaze.

“Hmm. These shorts aren’t easy access.”

That’s the message the liquors are trying to convey -- it must be. You and Eren only slept together once, but you assured him that it was a mistake that wouldn’t happen again to keep your friendship intact. He handled it well, perhaps too well. Almost like he was expecting you to say that. As if you hadn’t experienced heaven on Earth that night, you both returned to your normal lives.

“Eren, there are people here.” You whisper rather harshly.

He unbuttons the only button on your garments, “I don’t see anyone.”

“Jean is right there.”

“..Anyone important.”

Your eyes widen when he plays with the hem of your peaking panties now that your shorts are loose. He’s so stealthy with it, too, like he’s not doing anything wrong. You have to snap out of it when you realize you’re in a room full of friends. You slap his hand,

“We’re not doing this here.”

His response is quick, “Oh, so if we weren’t here, you would?”

“If you two are gonna fuck, can you do it somewhere else?” Jean is downright peeved by the sexual tension that is erupting between you two. At this point, he’s just annoyed. Annoyed that his suspicions were confirmed. You two are definitely more than just friends.

You freeze, failing to remember that he was still awake for a moment.

“Jean, it’s not like that-”

“It is like that. I might take you up on that offer, Jean boy.” Eren abruptly ends your sentence with a gleaming smile, making it clear that he’s only trying to annoy him. He’s petty like that. You’re tempted to hit him again.

“No, it’s not. Stop being petty-”

Eren turns to you abruptly, eyes zeroed in on your lips. His voice is purposely loud so Jean can hear precisely what he’s saying to you. “Will you let me eat your pussy again if we leave here, (☆)?”

You gasp, your pussy tightening a bit at how desperate his tone is. You really want to say yes, but you know that’s the liquor talking. It has to be. Jean scoffs, pulling you out of your daze.

You scowl and push his hands off you, “I’m leaving, and I’m going to sleep in the guest room.”

When you stumble to stand, he watches you, his eyes fixed on the fatness of your ass and its movement. These shorts are a favorite of his. He sighs, his lips twitching as he speaks,

“Can I-”

“No.” And with that, you stumble off to the room, making sure to lock the door behind you.

Eren makes the decision to return to the couch in the living room to sleep. Jean’s eyes never leave him all the time, and when he catches him staring, he doesn’t fail to stare back,

“The fuck are you looking at?”

Monday afternoon, 3 p.m.

“Imma be real with you. I’m all for equality and shit, but seriously, you hit like a girl.”

The deep voice of your best friend flutters in your ears as you throw another punch at the hand he’s holding up. You’re both in the boxing ring at your local gym, practicing for your next match.

As always, your best friend is there to help you and throw some lighthearted insults your way.

“Eren, please don’t get fucked up.”

He gives a laugh, a genuine one that makes you roll your eyes, “Oh yeah? With those weak ass hits? Forgive me if I’m not shaking in my shoes right now.”

You throw another hit at his wrapped-up hand, harder this time. You can tell by the way his unwavering hands move a little. You grit your teeth at the fact that he doesn’t wholly stumble back.

“Yo,’ ass was damn sure shaking in your shoes when I almost folded you.”

“So, we lying now?” That little smirk that was forming on his face never backed down.

It almost irritates you how arrogant he is. Connie and Eren always get into these friendly play fights, never anything serious. But that’s just your best friend. If anything, you would probably chew up any other person with your mouth. Connie, for example. Not Eren, though; he always had something to say back.

“Every word that comes out your mouth is a lie.” Your whisper

“You not any better.”

You hit his hand again, “Now, what the hell are you yapping about.”

“Why would you lie to your little boyfriend yesterday?” His voice is low and calculated as he questions you. He was getting heated again.

“Ex. And I’m not sorry. I didn’t want to tell the man who’s been worried about us the entire time we dated that I got your dick wet.”

“Dated. Past tense. So, why the fuck are you worried about it?” Now, he holds your hands to prevent you from moving.

You huff, “I’m not rude, Eren. I have no beef with the man. Now, let’s keep practicing, please.”

You think he’s going to release your hands, but he only stares at you. Your heart is racing. Does he really feel upset about this?

It seems he is because Eren pulls your body out of the ring and drags you to the nearest locker room. The gym is closed today, only opened to the two of you because he’s friends with the owner. Now that he has you to himself, he has no worries about anyone ruining this moment.

You would have protested; your resolve is usually stronger than this. But it’s Eren. Your Eren. Your best friend who happens to be really good with his tongue, his fingers, and that absolute monster in between his legs.

Fuck it feels so electric when his tongue laps in between your wet folds, your body squirming on the bench he seated you on. You can’t stop twitching, your arousal just overflowing on his tongue.

“Thought this was a mistake? ‘It can never happen again’, that’s what you said right?” He lightly bites on your clit, relishing in the gasp you emit.

“Look at you now, letting it happen again.”

He pushes two fingers past your walls and rapidly moves them in and out, grazing your spongy spot. They’re curling inside you, and with every stroke, you feel yourself falling more into a haze. Your eyes start crossing as Eren stirs up your insides.

You whimper out, “S-Shut up. Shitt.”

“Oh, no. You’re gonna listen t’me today. Maybe we should send a video to Jean, show him everything he could never do to you.”

You hate yourself for it, but the thought of it gets you even wetter for some reason. With the way your best friend chuckles against your core as the squelching sounds coming from you get louder, he can tell, too. Your pretty brown pussy is just splashing on his face, he’s in love with it— in love with you.

He rasps out breathily, “Wet my face, baby.”

Your face twists as he works his fingers against your cervix. The sounds coming from you are simply divine. The heat in your stomach is palpable, and the heat in every crevice of your body is sizzling and electrified.

“Want me to fuck you, right? Cum then, (☆).”

It’s as if your body knows what he’s saying because you release immediately. Your body shakes when you squirt. Your addicting juices spraying all over his fingers— his face. Eren slurps up everything you have to offer, and its sounds are just so obscene that you’re sure anyone would know what’s going on if they just walked by the door. Your loud moans would probably give it away, too.

Eren deliberately takes his time creeping up to your panting lips and pulling his thick fingers out of your walls. Your breath is sucked out of your lungs when he kisses your lips. The taste of your essence makes your pussy drip as he sucks on your tongue. You love it, so drunk off the taste of him.

You frantically pull his hips onto yours, unaware that he’s already pulled his dick out. It’s not much for his tip to force itself inside of you. He has to do most of the work to fuck the rest of his inches in. You’re gasping against his lips, trying to moan, but he won’t let you. Every time, he swallows them.

It’s torture. He’s so thick that it stings a little. He gets a little impatient and slams into you all at once. Screaming in a muffled voice, you quickly press your hands on his stomach. He’s making your pussy sing some nasty noises that make you feel so good.

You’re squirming your body as Eren starts feeding you gut-punching stokes. That won’t do.

With a harsh grip on your wrists, he pushes them above your head with one hand. “I couldn’t make you cum, right?”

You huff, your eyes rolling back in your head when he abuses your cervix. It’s too late for you to realize when Eren takes out your phone. He knows your password and keeps thrusting in you when he opens Jean’s message thread. He scoffs when he realizes you haven’t yet blocked and deleted his number.

That catches your attention as your eyes struggle to settle on him, “W-What are you doing?”

He shuts you up by speeding up his movements. Shit. You almost choke on your spit when he leans his body on you so hard your legs are reaching your ears. The only inkling you get that he’s recording is when your ears catch on the sound it makes when he presses that red button.

You don’t stop him or even struggle against his hold. You can only morph your face into pleasurable expressions as he makes you feel euphoria. He sets your phone on the wall behind the bench, and he can see it’s showcasing the both of you. Good.

Eren, let’s go of your wrists to use both hands to press on the back of your thighs into the wood underneath you. You feel him deeper this way, his bulge pressing against your stomach every time his tip touches your womb. He finds joy in the fact that the camera captured that.

“Ren— baby— I’m g-gonna make another mess.” You whine, pressing on his stomach to stave off your impending orgasm—it does nothing. Nothing, but make him push harder so you can feel how deep he’s going.

“Go on then. Show the camera how messy you get for me and only me.”

Your breathing stutters, “Only you— fuckkk. S’too m-much”

“You love me, baby?”

You cum right then, choking on your moans as you barely get your words out, “Love you so much.”

He groans against your ears when he fills your pussy with his seed. It’s so much, too, so thick, you feel as if it’s coming out your throat. This is what you craved the most, the feeling of his cum stuffing you. You’ve dreamed about this since he did it for the first time.

Feeling worn out, you are basking in the afterglow while breathing heavily. Eren never takes his dick out of you, but he takes this moment to end the video and quickly sends it to Jean with a small message accompanying it,

she lied, lol. 😂

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[2mny-glockis]

Out like a light >ᵥ_ᵥ<

Boxer!Eren Yeager x Onyankopon lil sis!black fem reader

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Your big brother, Onyankopon, was a well-renowned fighter in the boxing industry, winning belt after belt due to his exceptional skill. You were proud of him, especially considering the hardships you both endured for him to reach this point.

There's a twelve-year age difference between you, with him being 34 and you being 22. Since the moment you were born, Ony has been the one taking care of you because your emotionally unavailable parents felt they didn’t need to. He stole for you, bought you food, and ensured your education by enrolling you in tutoring programs under your parents' name to secure your graduation, admission to a good university, and a high-paying job. Fighting was how he made his money.

When it came to you, Ony didn’t play, so you could only imagine his face when he sees a video of his main opponent basically flirting with you at a coffee shop.

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Today was a very slow day for you. Your lectures were stupidly long and boring, your friends were all busy, AND on top of all that you dropped a cookie you were eating in a puddle when you were walking to class. Now you find yourself working on a assignment for your chemistry class in a coffee shop.

As you were working, you heard a large commotion coming from the entrance of the store. Turning to see what it was, you were blinded by flashing lights emanating from the front windows of the store. Deciding not wanting to have these lights in your eyes, you turned back and continued working.

After about 30 minutes you grew hungry. Cursing yourself out for not getting any food before hand, you made your way to the register. On the way there, you got a notification on your phone causing you to look at it.

Sash 🫡 :

YALL WANNA HANGOUT LATER????

Y/n 💞 :

oh so when I ask if y’all want to hang y’all don’t wanna respond 🙄🙄 (oh and sure>.<)

Con 🤓 :

thats because you be asking us at the most god forsaken hours😒

As you were typing out your response, you bumped into someone. (cliché i know but y’all bare with me 🙏) “Oh I’m sorry..” you say before you see a cake pop fall to the ground. Now you were really sorry. The man in front of you groaned in frustration. “Watch where you’re goin-“ he paused when he turned around. Staring at you as if he was lost for words.

“I’m so sorry. Please let me buy you another one.” You offer. An unexpected low “Damn” fell from the man’s lips leaving both you and him confused. “No it’s fine” he says when he snaps back to reality. “Oh come on! It’s my fault so I’ll buy you a new one! I’m going there right now anyways!” You insisted eager to fix your mistake. The man turns looks at his friends and then looks back at you. “Ok um sure.” A small smile forming on his lips.

"Here," you said, extending the cake pop to him with a sheepish grin. "Sorry again." "You really didn't have to do that," he replied, his gaze shifting to the dessert now in his hand. "No, no! I had to!" you insisted, your smile widening with sincerity. He returned your smile, gratitude in his eyes. "So... do you have a name?" he asked. "Oh, umm it’s (y/n)! What’s yours?" you responded. "Eren. Oh, um, Eren Yeager," he replied shyly.

As you processed his name, a wave of recognition washed over you. You'd definitely heard that name before. That's when it clicked. The paparazzi, the wounds on his face. everything fell into place, and you suddenly realized who he was.

"You're that boxer, right?" you said, unable to contain your excitement as you grinned at him. "Oh, umm, yeah," he replied, rubbing the back of his head nervously. "Do you like boxing?" he asked, trying to shift the focus away from himself. "I mean, my big brother's a boxer," you replied casually, feeling a of pride as you mentioned your brothers job.

"Really? Who is he?" Eren asked, his curiosity piqued. "Onyankopon!" you replied proudly, the name rolling off your tongue effortlessly.The feeling Recognition formed on Eren's face. That's where he'd seen you before—linked to the famous Onyankopon.

Eren and Ony were headlining for this highly anticipated boxing event, were they are facing each other in the ring. Throughout the years of both of their boxing Journeys, there have been very mild beef between the both of them. But nothing to Extreme.

"Hope you don’t mind me beating up your brother," Eren teased, flashing a mischievous grin at you. "Umm, I don’t think you will," you replied, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of your lips as you bantered back. With a subtle nod, you motioned for him to follow you back to the table where your belongings stood.

Eren obliged, his smile widening as he fell into step beside you. "So, what do you do?" "I'm in university right now. I want to become a dermatologist," you replied. "Oh, really? That's cool," Eren responded.

"Hey, so um," Eren interrupted you, halting your steps. You turned to face him, curious about what he had to say. His smile was infectious, and you found yourself returning it. "I was wondering if you'd want to talk more," he continued. “I would love to but my class is starting in a few minutes and..” you look at the paparazzi still flashing there cameras at him. “You also look busy.” You return your gaze back to him. He looks behind him and sulks. Their still here?

"Then can I get your number?" Eren asked, eager to continue talk to you more. Your smile widened at his request, flattered by his interest. With a playful glint in your eye, you reached out for his phone, causing a flicker of confusion to pass over his face. "For my number," you clarified with a smirk, enjoying teasing him just a little. "Oh, um, yeah," Eren stammered slightly, fumbling in his pockets until he located his phone. Once he retrieved it, he handed it over to you.

"Here ya go, honey," you said teasingly, handing Eren his phone back with a playful smile dancing on your lips. His cheeks flushed slightly at the nickname, caught off guard by the endearment. "Thank you, pretty," he replied, mustering up the courage to flirt back, his attempt at charm accompanied by a sheepish grin. As you prepared to leave, Eren's gaze lingered on you, reluctant to see you go. "Text me when you get home," he requested softly, his sincerity evident in his tone as he watched you pick your stuff up and leave.

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>ᵥ_ᵥ< : ITS MARCH BREAK YALL IM FREEE !! I might make a part 2 of this😙

[arminzblackbimbo]

talk that talk

blackfem!reader x eren yeager

tw: mdni, oral (fem r.), pussy drunk, needy eren, scent kink, reader talks a lot, he is kinda just sleepy, squirting, reader calls him "ren' ", and panty licking

eren who is in love with you.

eren who loves your body and brain. he loves everything about you. but one thing he loves the most about you is your moist center that lies between your legs.

he craves for it when hes away from you for too long. has to make contact with the gushy wettness or else he can't function. your pussy calms him, lets him relax.

not caring about you giving him something in return. he enjoys making you feel good it makes him feel good. gives him an euphoria like feeling

hands shaking to get a hold of you as soon as he gets home. walking into your shared house, seeing you under the silky sheets watching your favorite show. he already is desperate for you.

"hi baby, how was your day ?" you greet him. he just sighs and sets his phone and keys down, ready to slide into bed with you. sliding the blanket off you he lies down with his face in between your legs as he relaxes there.

you cradle his head in your hand. petting the top of his head. "aww i missed you too" even though he hasn't said anything you know he missed you that's why he's acting like this. you rub his hair in circles as he groans out let the air escape from his body.

he hears you talking to him but he can't focus "i even was thinking about what i was gonna cook when you got home, you know i seen this cute recipe on pinterest for pink spicy pasta and you know i like-"

he listens to you rambling, loving how you just talk to him all the time. he's not really hungry for that pasta he wants your pussy. he needs it. it's making him nuzzling his nose inbetween you legs he inhales your scent deep loving the way you smell. it makes his brain malfunction. 

"- spicy food and seeing new recipes and things for us to try, i am also craving some garlic bread i think my periods coming, but what do you want to eat bubba ?"

"eren ?" you stopped rubbing his head thinking he's asleep. he groans at your lack of movement and looks up at you slow, you know he wants you to keep rubbing his head "baby, you listening ?"

he put his head right back in place. nuzzling deeper to really to get the smell of you. inhaling deep and moaning at the way you make his mouth salivate.

you are just consuming his senses. out of nowhere he sits up fast and takes off his shirt and pulling off his pants stripping himself, leaving him in his boxers. "you need to stop wearing these, i want to be close to you" he reaches to take off your sleep shorts leaving you in your underwear.

pushing your thighs back and putting his face right into your panties which covers what he really wants. wrapping his arms around your waist his shoulders push your thighs back even more. his long black hair sprawled across your stomach

"but eren you didn't answer my question" he groans out almost annoyed. he begins rubbing his nose into your clit through you panties slowly moving his head side to side. the wetness of you making his nose damp.

"i'm not even hungry baby" he inhales again moaning at your smell. now not having the shorts in the way he is able to smell you better pushing his face into you. " i ain't ate you all day, i want you" he is muffled against you but you can still hear him.

"eren no you have to at least eat dinner first" you try and pry his hands from around you. trying to get his heavy body off your bottom half.

"i already ate something baby" he lies though his teeth, his mouth is watering on your panties. nose pressed right into you when sticks his tongue to press one firm lick to front of your panties. "mmm you taste so good " he's breathless panting hard "i need-d it so bad baby" he gripping you thighs and rubbing his hands in circles.

"omg eren cut it out i have to- ahh" he licks you again this time harder. now he is frustrated, the barrier of cloth being in the way.

he wants you to never wear anything, especially any undergarments."stop wearing these to bed, i can't be skin to skin" he slips off your pink underwear putting them on the floor with his clothes.

he see your brown folds glistening and lays his face in you wettness not caring about getting it on his face. he likes how the warmth radiates off his face. he likes his skin on yours.

you just huff out "eren really ?" you know he is really big on being close to you. he insist that he need it so bad or else he cant function. can't seem to control his hunger for you.

"well i also seen some hello kitty pancakes all we need is some strawberries. which i think we have some-" you just resume your conversation with him even is he doesn't respond. you know he is kinda listening. "-but they might be moldy and we need some more cheese so i can make grilled cheeses... but i think the pasta sound good for tonight"

he still lays there face pushed into your juices. he hasn't moved since he took your underwear off. you put your hand in his hair again and you hear him make a purring like noise. your happy he is still somewhat awake.

you continue your rambling, somehow getting on the subject of your online shopping cart. that's overfilling with over 100 items. eren having no words to say knowing his credit card is in your online wallet ready to be swiped.

"i think i want to buy more skirts. oh and also ah-" on top of you talking, your current favorite show plays in the background. but all eren hears is his inner thoughts to give you just a small taste. feed into his thirst for you

the thoughts telling him to stick his tongue out to get just one taste. he repositions himself and you just think he's trying to get comfortable arms still tight around your waist. he listens to his inner thoughts and makes a gentle kiss against you. making you make a small moan

"-ah, eren your not listening to me" he hears your pouting tone. going to place another tender kiss right on the fat of your lower lips. just like if he kissed the lips on your face.

you just keep quiet. kinda mad that he is basically not paying you any mind. going in for another kiss. soft smacks coming from between your thighs. your so soft and taste so good he can only focus so much.

you make soft pants because his kisses are so gentle, making you pulse in a light rhythm. which he admires. loving how you pulse under his gaze. he just whines into you going to smooch against you again. "i'm sorry, i missed you so much, i missed my pussy" he just talking against you, eyes closed while he savors this moment "you don't wanna talk to me no more ?"

he can see your lip is poked out when he looks up at you waiting on your answer. his hair all over his head due to you massaging his scalp. "no i'm mad at you "

he never wants to hurt your feelings but he needs your fluids to relax his mind. he moves down to kiss you again this time adding tongue. speaking between your legs "mmh i'm sorry baby" you feel him breath against you, going to flick his tongue against you "you gonna let me make it better ?" you only squeal when he twirls his tongue around your clit slowly.

his strong shoulder pushing your legs back further when he flexes them. he goes to lick at the opening of you that is gradually leaking out. the taste of you making him groan out.

"i'm sorry baby, i just need this pussy, i-i-i need it so bad, i can't focus i-i-i... " he is stuttering flush against your skin. he needs more. he desires more, feeling like his heart is beating in his ears. taking big breaths to try and relax himself

he goes to swirl his tongue around your clit, flicking against it while you jump in his strong arms. stomach clenching up at his soft caress his tongue makes. using the tip of his tongue to move the skin back so he has more access.

you can hear the liquids moving around from eren's mouth. still working his mouth slow and precised, your head being thrown back feeling his light movements. soft "mmhs" leaving your throat.

your hand coming to his soft mess of hair again. loving how he moans when you tug on his scalp then rub it to soothe it. flicking his tongue in a circle around you. he's focus on feeding his hunger.

the liquid frying his brain."this pussy talking to me. you hear it baby ?" he asks you when he pushes his tongue against your opening collecting the juices. flicking his tongue so he is lapping you up. making the room fill with wet noises. you feel your body tensing up

your hand gripping his scalp tighter. "eren-n-n" he loves how you pulling his scalp. making him groan into you. the sensation adding to his euphoria.

"you still mad at me baby ?" he asked after he sees your clit swollen from his light sucking. "i said sorry baby, i'm so sorry" going back to sucking on you, but having a new hunger. roughly toying his tongue around with bliss.

your not talking anymore. your only whimpering and moaning. it's gaining volume knocking off erens deep groans. he's being so unfair, not letting you talk his ear off because he's so needy.

the feeling has you back arching in his hold you can't even understand how his mouth can make you feel so good. he's making a mess with spit everywhere. you feel your stomach vibrating at the pleasure you receive.

his mouth still toying you slow and steady now that he knows he has you where he wants you. needing you to understand his addiction to you.

he knows what he is doing that's something you can't deny. how he is sucking on you and making your eyes roll back in your head. you've forgotten all the words that want to leave your mouth so bad.

you don't understand that your like a drug to him. when you juices touch his taste buds he can't control himself he needs more. he becomes high off you. "i love this pussy, ugh i love it"

for eren he is usually always quiet really only talking to you when you ask him questions. but when such ecstasy hit his brain he overflows with words. saying things you never thought he would.

"you taste so good baby, i needed you today. i needed you so bad" the way he is suckling on you has you legs shaking. he can feel them shake on his shoulders. your folds covered in your fluids and his spit making sounds thought-out the room.

your stomach flexes while you squirm in his strong arms. your body wiggling because of the pleasure. still tugging on his long locks. mouth open but no more words can leave it. your speechless because of him.

toes flexing when his movements quicken. tongue flicking against you at a subtle speed. your clit is throbbing under his movements. he's groaning, humming, rambling, not having control of himself. he's excited when you start to almost yell out "ren 'm so close" pulling his hair at the scalp. your back can't help but to come of the bed hips wiggling while you feel the sensation of his mouth. feeling a fire underneath your skin. spreading from your feet to your knees

your thighs cramp when they begin to vibrate. "ugh eren 'm... " your sentence ending in high pitch squeal. eyes seeing black in the back of your skull. fluids flying into his mouth while he swallows it all. still stroking his tongue and slurping you up

liquid dripping down his chin when goes to suck up the rest not leaving nothing behind. swallowing all that you have even when you supply him more to swallow

but he still is hungry for you. "more, more, more" he lightly chants when he feast on you again. not caring that your so overstimulated that your legs are trembling so much that he has to hold them still.

your whining to try and get away from him. so skillful with his mouth, you can't seem to get out that your too sensitive. he's ecstatic at the wetness he gets to taste from you. "mmhs" humming against your core. eren feels your body twisting while you cry out.

"ren, ren, re- " cream coating his lips as he devours you. he doesn't care about your whimpering, he is famished for you. he needs more of you just a little bit more.

"i just need one, one more please baby" the liquid sticking to him when he talks. voice cracking and needy for you. feeling the warmth spread through you at his words. your moans ringing his ears.

it's coming so fast, you can feel it simmering in you and coming at you with surprise. "ahhhh" leaving your mouth while your body shivers heavily. so much cream for him. he savors all that you give him.

satisfied when go limp in his hold. seeing your clit jump rapidly at the aftershocks. while he moves slowly to clean you up. giving you light kisses to relax you. you breath heavy, chest moving up and down. while eren just stills against you finally.

when your breath is even, you run your fingers through his hair. you hear light snores. chuckling a little when you realize he is sound asleep. face in your wettness while he snores.

of course when he wakes in the middle of the he is ready for another taste. putting himself right back to sleep.

[erenscoochdestroyerfics]

Eren x Armin x Reader Friday Night Strip Poker (1)

words: 3.1k

concept: your good friends Eren and Armin are tight as thieves, and one night as you play strip poker, some tension arises and is resolved with another type of group activity...

contains: oral (f/m receiving), slightly sub!armin, slightly dom!eren, slightly domineering reader, threesome (MMF), cucking

y/n uses she/her pronouns and has female anatomy!

artwork does not belong to me, so creds to the artists!

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"You know, you look really nice in that new shirt." Eren smirks.

You are taken aback by Eren's forwardness. You, him, Armin, and Mikasa had shopped in Shiganshina Center yesterday, and you had gotten the shirt from a little boutique. It was a little black ribbed top with grey stitching. I might just have to fuck you right here, Mikasa had said when you stepped out of the dressing room, eliciting hearty laughs from Eren and Armin, and a flustered chuckle from you. There was always a little bit of homoeroticism between you and Mikasa, which is something you decided to put on the back burner when you noticed it a couple weeks before. Besides, she was in a relationship.

It was Friday, and tonight, it was date night for Mikasa and Annie, leaving you, Eren, and Armin to hang out at Eren's apartment in downtown Shiganshina. It was a perfect summer evening; the smell of food floated through Eren's open window from the restaurant below, and the bustle of the street below was faintly audible.

You guys decided to have a game night with some karaoke, and were currently playing Eren's favorite card game, Egyptian Rat-screw, which with these two stubborn boys, gets violent.

A queen of hearts was dealt, then a three of spades, then another queen.

"SANDWICH!" You all yell in unison, slamming your cards down onto the pile. Of course, Eren's card landed first. His fast reflexes were hard to compete with for you and Armin.

"Damn you, Eren!" you yell, and the three of you fall into a heap of laughter.

"More drinks?" Eren offers.

"Such a good host." You tease.

You and Armin sit cross legged watching Eren as he pads across the floor and into the kitchen to pour three glasses of piña colada mixer and add a generous amount of liquor to each.

"Thank you," Armin smiles sweetly as Eren hands him the drink. "My god Eren, bleh." Armin crinkles his nose as he tastes Eren's concoction.

You and Eren laugh softly.

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Twenty minutes later, the three of you are tipsy messes, with flushed cheeks and easily elicited laughs. There is a warmth in your stomach that usually comes with drinking, which always results in you being a little too flirtatious for your own good. And you had an idea.

"You know what we should play?" You giggle.

"What?" Eren and Armin perk up.

"Strip poker!" You announce, giving jazz hands to accompany your grand idea.

Armin crinkles his nose. "I don't know if thats a good-"

"YES," Eren interrupts, "now THAT sounds like fun!"

"Eren," Armin quickly glances to you before looking back to him, "are you sure this is a good idea-"

"PLEASE pleasepleasepleasepleas-" you playfully beg.

"Yeah, c'mon Arm', it'll be fun." Eren reasons.

"Okay, okay," Armin raises his hands in defeat. "Every time you lose a hand, something comes off, deal?"

"Deal!" You and Eren agree in unison.

You lose the first hand. And the next. Armin loses three in a row, taking off his socks and shirt. Eren loses four, stripping to only his boxers.

The thing is that it was summer, and you had worn sandals to the hangout. You didn't have two buffer losses to be used on your socks, so you were in your bra and underwear. You wish you had worn cuter underwear, but your bralette made your tits look amazing, which you reasoned made up for it.

What you don't notice at that moment is Eren and Armin's frantic exchanged glances, as Armin wiggled around trying to prevent his cock from hardening. He was lucky he still had his pants on, or it would be clear as day.

It could have been the way you were cutely sitting with your legs folded under you and your hands in your lap, accentuating your figure. Or, it could be related to the fact that Armin had harbored a crush on you for years, starting in high school and lasting through college.

All that mattered at that moment, though, was the curve of your supple thighs that Armin and Eren could practically taste, and the upward inflection of your voice when you laughed, which they both had only dreamed of hearing in a less platonic context.

Armin jumped when he looked up from his rearranging of his pants to see you staring right at him.

"Shit, you startled me," his voice grew small.

Your eyes flitted up and down his figure before a huge smile of realization creeped its way onto your face; he was getting hard!

"Armin..." you cooed, voice low and sensual; "are you..." your eyes locked onto his bulge.

"Ummmmm, uh," He stammered. "I'm... I'm sorry." He looked down.

"Don't be," You felt a familiar tingle between your legs. Whether it was flattery or plain old arousal you didn't know, but this intrigued you. More than that- you liked that he was getting hard just by seeing you in your underwear. You wanted him to be all flustered and sensitive by just looking at you; It excited you. Your next thought came bubbling up out of your subconscious like an instinct, and you immediately knew what you had to do next.

You scooted closer to him. "Armin, can I...can I see it?"

How could he resist such a polite request from such a pretty girl?

"What? Um, uh," Armin's face was beet red, and the blush was creeping down his chest. "Uh, like, d'you mean, it it?"

"Your dick." You said plainly, smiling with anticipation.

Eren looked on in entertained awe, not just at the situation, but your sudden boldness. "C'mon Armin, let's see it."

"Uhm," Armin smiled nervously. "Okay, I- I guess," He slipped his pants over his hips and his cock sprang upwards, pulling the fabric of his underwear taut. You smiled wider. He pulled them all the way off and discarded them to the side.

All of that just from seeing you? Your heart swelled with pride. You needed more.

"Can I come closer?" You earnestly awaited a response.

"Uh-" Armin glanced at Eren, before hesitantly nodding. "Mhm".

You crawled the remainder of the distance to him, keeping your eyes locked on his. Once you were in front of him, you folded your legs underneath you and looked at the bulge beneath his underwear. Not many details were visible under the fabric, but one thing was clear: he was big.

"Such a pretty cock," You muttered under your breath.

"Oh fuck," he exhaled; his dick twitching in response to your compliment.

So that's what he was in to. In hindsight, it made total sense.

You laughed sweetly. "So you're into praise, hm?"

Armin was taken aback at how quickly you figured him out, and his blush grew even deeper. "Oh, uh, I mean, I don't really kn-"

"Kiss." Eren interrupted. His voice was commanding and low- this was a side of him you hadn't seen before, but you didn't dislike it.

"Just shut up and kiss already." He cleared his throat.

Although Eren was sat about three feet away from you and Armin, his voice sounded like it was right next to you, which sent a spark of electricity to your lower stomach.

You and Armin glanced at him with surprise initially, before seeing the expression on his face. His cock was semi-hard, and his eyes were dark with lust. You looked back to Armin, whose eyes were already on your face.

You cupped his left cheek and brought your lips forward, stopping just shy of his own before closing your eyes.

A moment later, you felt him tenderly kiss your bottom lip. You reciprocated, beginning to kiss him softly. You climbed onto the edge of his lap, straddling his lower thighs, and wrapped your arms around his neck. A moment later, you felt his tongue; he was hesitant at first, but grew more confident each second that passes.

You groaned lightly.

Kissing Armin felt so fucking good; so much better than you ever would have expected. It's not like he was unattractive by any means whatsoever; in fact, he was an objectively beautiful person. You had thought about him in passing for as long as you could remember; sometimes imagining him late at night when you were alone in your room. You imagined kissing him; feeling him below you; kissing his neck; getting him hard; and making him come. But you could never let it become a full blown crush, because he was your friend. Attraction between friends is normal, you had told yourself. You just need to keep it under control. However well you managed it, you had always felt a twinge of jealously whenever he would hook up with other girls in college.

Now, you were kissing him. In real life. And it was so damn good. He kissed you like his life depended in it; like you were his one true love, and he had waited a century to taste your lips. He kissed you like you were the most precious thing in the world, and it was making you dizzy.

A minute or two later, you were sat further up his thighs than before, your hands were in his hair, and your tongue was in his mouth. His hands moved from your waist to your hips to your thighs as he played with the soft flesh.

You two hear Eren groan, unable to stop himself from audibly expressing his arousal at the sight before him.

"God, you guys, that is so. fucking. hot." Eren breathes.

Armin groans; partially in response to Eren's confession, and partially in response to the fact that you had scooted further up on his lap, to the point where the tip of his dick was pressed nicely onto your clit through the fabric your guys' underwear. You rolled your hips once, pulling another noise from each of you.

It was like that for a little bit; you and Armin swallowing each others little noises as he guided your hips in their steady rotation, while Eren sat to the side, watching slack-jawed as he palmed his dick through his boxers. The little ball of white hot pleasure in your core was starting to increase in intensity with the friction of his cock pressing against you so nicely.

"Wait, we gotta stop, I'm- ah- i'mgonnacuminmypants," Armin manages to say in one breath, the end of which tended towards a whine. He stills your hips with his hands. You stayed on his lap for a second, clinging to him while you caught your breath.

"I guess it's my turn." You hear Eren propose. Always the problem solver.

"C'mere," Eren guides you up off of Armin's lap by your forearms and leads you to his bed. You feel his mattress pressing the back of your legs, and he lays you down gently. "Come sit, Armin."

Armin comes to sit on the bed next to you as Eren climbs on top of you, with his right knee in between your thighs, pressing against you. The friction on your clit as he moves around to settle sends a jolt of electricity from your sternum to in between your legs and makes your vision fuzzy.

"Ah," you moan softly at the stimulation.

"Already?' Eren laughs devilishly. "Armin, you really got her all hot and bothered, huh."

"Uh huh," Armin responds, sounding a bit dazed from the highly aroused state that your make-out session left him in.

"Can I kiss you?" Eren speaks lowly right up against your ear. You can feel the rumble of his chest as he does, sending another dose of arousal to swim around in your lower stomach.

"Please" You lament.

From the moment your lips meet, one thing is clear. Eren Jaeger is a damn good kisser. As a kisser, he is slightly more energetic than Armin, but not at all rough. He takes his time with you, licking and swallowing you up as you come undone beneath him. He makes you go cross eyed and limp with his magic tongue, and you feel close to coming un-fucking-touched.

One of his arms moves from beside your head and cups your waist, squeezing and kneading the skin. His knee between your legs presses so nicely up against your soaking cunt that you could cry. Or die. Or both. All that you know is that you could not possibly feel better than you do in this exact moment.

It is a couple seconds later that you are proven wrong.

"Can I play with your tit?" Eren breathes.

"Mhm" Your saccharine sweet voice slides like velvet past the ears and straight to the cocks of Eren Jaeger and Armin Arlert, leaving Armin groaning next to you two as he watches intently.

With his free hand, Eren cups your tit, massaging it and swiping his finger over your hard nipple through the thin fabric of your bralette. The sensation has you squirming and writhing beneath him, as he dips down to kiss your neck. He kisses down your neck, to your chest. Then your navel, to your belly button, to your lower stomach, before stopping.

"Can I go down on you?" Eren almost whines, his voice heavy with arousal.

"Oh god yes, please." You feel like you will explode if you are not touched soon.

"Armin, kiss her and play with her tit, hm?" Eren positions himself right in front of your pussy, placing your thighs on his shoulders. He presses his nose to the wet spot on the fabric of your underwear and inhales, before groaning and releasing a string of curses under his breath. God, you smell so fucking good, he whispers before beginning to practically make out with your throbbing cunt through your underwear.

"Oh- my- god!" You moan loudly in response to Eren hungrily licking at you. You vaguely sense Armin lean over you to kiss you, more sloppily now than before, as one of his hands snakes underneath your bra to play with your nipple.

"Let's get these off, hm?" You hear Eren say. You lift your hips in response as he slides the lime green underwear down your legs.

Armin's relentless swiping of your nipple has you dripping, and his lips on yours are making a wet, sloppy kissing noise. Which sends electricity straight to Eren's dick.

Eren runs his hands up your calf and pushes your leg up and out, kissing the crook of your knee as he does so. He squeezes the flesh of your thigh for a second, slowly making his way higher, before settling into the same position he was in before, with your legs over his shoulders and his face sitting pretty between your thighs. Armin had stopped kissing you to begin licking at your right nipple, while continuing to palm the left, giving you a clear view of Eren as he gazed at your cunt, slack jawed and breathing heavy.

Me mumbled something under his breath that you couldn't quite make out, something involving pretty and god and so fucking wet. He rested his head onto your left thigh like a pillow, while reaching out with his free hand to brush his fingers along the length of your outer labia. There was stubble, since you hadn't shaved since a couple of days prior, which heightened your sensitivity to the dragging of his fingers.

You were a moaning mess at this point; Armin's relentless stimulation of your nipples and Eren's teasing right next to where you needed him most had you choking back sobs of desperation.

"Eren, please!" You whined. You needed him to touch you and you needed it now.

You heard him chuckle and were about to reiterate before feeling him lick up through your folds, starting below your entrance and landing on top of your clit.

"You're so fucking wet," he mumbled, before beginning to lick at your clit. And it felt so indescribably amazing. You felt like you were on top of the world. On top of the universe even; you felt so good and full of white hot pleasure that you would burst if you didn't start to give some of it back. So thats what you did.

With your left hand buried in Eren's hair, your right was free to give some release to the trembling blonde boy hovering over your chest who was groaning at this point. You snaked your hand in between your bodies and down his torso until you felt him, rock fucking hard, beneath your palm.

As your hand made contact with the head of his cock he gasped, shock reverberating through his whole body. This was such a strong reaction from the smallest of touches. Seeing hearing and feeling how badly he needed you had you visibly smiling.

You began to sloppily jerk him off, and he was a blubbering mess, completely unable to do anything other than fuck himself sloppily into your hand.

Eren seemed to take notice of the blonde's reaction, quickening his tongues pace. You felt the tip of his middle finger dip into you shallowly, teasing for a moment, before going deeper. Once his knuckles were flush with your hips, he began tapping the sensitive place on your upper walls. White hot pleasure flooded your veins. This was so much better than when you did it yourself- he could reach deeper than you could, and was hitting the spot so perfectly that you knew you wouldn't last for more than a minute like this.

Everything became too much- the color in the room increased in saturation, the cacophony of sound around you- from the two boys, Eren's AC, and the street outside- became a symphony. The heat in your core climbed and climbed until it reached its peak.

You cried out in ecstasy as you came, with Eren groaning into the space between your thighs in response the sweet sound of your moans, and Armin letting some whines out as well.

You felt Armin tense up and come as well from the increased stimulation from your shifting around.

Fat tears rolled down your cheeks and your legs and torso spasmed as you rode out the high- with the help of Eren, who never faltered. As the waves of pleasure began to grow less intense and further apart, Eren dipped his head up to look at your face. He looked so pretty like that, with messy hair and his mouth and nose covered in your release.

He laughed, surprised at your tear ridden cheeks. "So you're a crier huh? Or was it just that good?"

"I don't usually cry," you lament, out of breath.

Eren smiled to himself at your indirect compliment.

You turned your head to look at Armin, who had slumped down onto your shoulder.

"Was that good, Armin?" You lightly patted the top of his head.

"M-hm." He nodded lightly.

Eren sat back onto his calves, which revealed his still rock hard cock pulling the fabric of his boxers taut.

"We gotta do something about that, huh?" You quipped.

"We don't have to, its okay-" he began.

"I want to." You gazed at him through your eyelashes.

"She's right, Eren." Armin piped in. "Let us help you."

You and Armin shared a knowing glance, before sitting up.

"This is going to be a long night isn't it." Eren muttered darkly.

"Yes it is." You said as you climbed onto his lap, with Armin close behind you to watch.

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Note: Okay this was a little rushed towards the end, but it was getting way too long for one part, so I guess this is part one of the Eren x Armin x Reader Friday night fun one shot!!

Also the use of Arm as a nickname for Armin is so unserious but I thought it was hilarious.

Anywaysss hope u like!

[amityblu]

Love Game, AoT Fanfic?

Eren J. x Black Reader

A/N: I’m mostly posting this to see the reaction. If y’all like it I’ll continue. This has been sitting in the drafts for about 2 or 3 months now. Might as well release it to the public! Let me know if y’all like it or not, I’m serious lol.

November 20XX

The air was cold and crisp as half of the men’s basketball team’s freshmen huddled together outside in an empty parking lot. A young man with long brown hair and a slim build was holding back laughter as he witnessed a slightly shorter young man with ginger hair stripping his shirt off. “C’mon Floch hurry it up we’re fucking freezing!” The tallest of the men spoke up. “Let him take his time Bert, this is for 50 bucks and his final paper.” The long haired man explained. Another young man with hair dyed light brown scoffed. “We’re out here because of your dumb ass idea, Eren.” Bertholdt nodded in agreement as Floch slung his boxers past his and Eren’s head. “You’re no fun Jean. What’s life without a little adrenaline?” Floch charged across the parking lot screaming as half of the men cheered him on. “Hell yeah Floch!” Eren yelled, causing Jean to punch him in the shoulder. “We better not get caught, Jaeger. Some of us don’t have daddy’s reputation to back us up.” The brunette rolled his eyes and slapped a heavy hand on Jean’s shoulder. “There’s no way we’re getting caught. Coach Smith has his little boyfriend on the trip with him. He’s busy getting busy, man.” Eren turned to see a stark naked Floch seconds from colliding into him. The men in fact do collide very hard, bringing them both to the ground. “Give me my fucking money Jaeger. And I want my final paper to be about Quantum Physics.” Eren rolled his eyes and slid Floch a fifty dollar bill before shoving him off. “Get dressed and then we’ll talk about your paper.” Bertholdt and Jean quickly dash off as Eren and Floch look on in confusion. Floch suddenly turns his attention to where his clothes once were, only seeing a pair of boxers. “You’re fucking kidding me.”

9 months later, August 20XX

You sat in the library rereading the same paragraph for the fifth time. Your roommate Sasha was loudly munching on a bag of chips. The sound almost bounced off of the walls of the shared study room. “Sasha could you please shut the fuck up?” Your mutual friend Connie was glaring at her from across the table. “If you ask nicely then maybe.” She took another obnoxiously loud bite of her chips. “Sasha I will spit in that bag and throw it away.” You closed your book with a soft snap of the pages. “Maybe I’m into that.” Sasha shrugged. Before she could reach into the bag again the door opened and a large hand scooped the bag up before crushing it. “I can see that you all are arguing over chips from outside. I’ll buy you more after we leave Sasha.” Your childhood friend Jean walked in and plopped into the seat next to yours. “Did I miss much?” He asked as he emptied his book bag. “No, you didn’t. It’s been an ASMR session for the past fifteen minutes.” Connie opened his laptop and shoved it towards Jean. “I’ve been waiting for you anyway. Solve for X.” Jean rolled his eyes before taking the laptop. “Whatever.” He took his wallet out and handed it to you. “I’ll pay for your drink if you get me a black coffee. Please and thank you.” Jean flashed a big grin as you hesitantly grabbed his wallet. “I’m getting whatever I want and it’s large.” You happily walked out of the study room and went to the elevator. You noticed a long haired man about the same height as Jean, a shorter blonde man and a woman with short black hair. You recognize the taller boy as Jean’s teammate, Eren. The other two were new faces.

The elevator ride down was quiet. The three of them kept to themselves and got off at the coffee shop too. You approached the barista, your classmate Christa. Her bright smile brought a sense of comfort to you as usual. “Are you ordering for yourself or Jean too?” She asked. “It’s actually on his dime.” You quickly flashed the small black wallet before taking the card out. You placed the order, a single black coffee and your favorite drink, and went to wait by the pick up area. A loud shout is heard from behind you, coming from Jean’s other teammate Floch. He and Eren were greeting each other… from other sides of the small cafe. Christa brought out the drinks and carefully handed them to you. “Please be careful. They’re hot.” You nodded reassuringly, “Careful is the only thing I know with this. I’ll see you tomorrow okay?” Christa waved as you walked away. Her face went from happy to shocked as the scene started to unfold in front of her.

Eren sprinted from his table with Mikasa and Armin to greet his teammate. He probably should’ve paid attention to his surroundings, but he never was the type to think first. He opened his arms to wrap them around his friend in an embrace, but suddenly felt something- no… someone get caught in his wide arms. He stopped dead in his tracks after hearing a crash and loud scream from the ground. You were covered in steaming coffee, cursing him loudly. Eren honestly hasn’t heard some of the words you used combined in such a… creative manner. “I’m… so sorry. I wasn’t paying attention-“ he started. “Obviously! Get out of my fucking way.” You shoved him out of the way and escaped to the bathroom.” Floch made his way over, holding back laughter. “Wow…” he said, “I don’t think that could’ve gone any worse.” Eren punched Floch in his shoulder as a response. “Don’t get mad at me. I’m not the one who gave a girl third degree burns.”

Jean came out of the elevator and stopped when he saw Eren and Floch still standing outside of the bathroom you scurried into. “What the hell happened? I got a text saying that you two almost gave her severe burns?” Eren’s shoulders dropped and before he could explain, Floch spoke up. “You know how we get. I riled this idiot up and your lady got caught in the crossfire.” Jean shot an annoyed at Floch, then Eren. “I said I was sorry and she told me to get the fuck out of her way!” A voice came from inside the bathroom, “I still want you far away from me! Get the fuck back!” Floch grabbed Eren’s hoodie, dragging him back to their table where a very confused Mikasa and Armin are still seated. “We’ll see you at practice tomorrow, horse face.”

Eren sat down, still in disbelief. “Dude I didn’t burn her did I? That’s a hospital bill. My dad won’t pay if I get fucking sued.” Armin spoke up, “I saw the whole thing happen. Most of the coffee landed next to her. You’re lucky she just wanted you to get away from her. I saw her punch a guy in the face last year at a party.” Mikasa simply shook her head in disappointment. “You could’ve just looked where you were going.” Eren buried his head in his hands. “Whatever, it’s happened now.” Armin and Mikasa gathered their things. “We’re heading to our class. See you tonight.” Armin said and the two were off. Eren peeked between his fingers, noticing Floch and his shit eating grin. “What? This is partly your fault too!” Floch took out his wallet and slid a hundred dollars out. “I have a deal for you Jaeger.” “Hell no man, fuck you.” Eren said flatly. “I’ll give you a hundred dollars. And you can come with me to my parents’ cabin in the mountains. You. Me. And whoever we invite during winter break.” Eren paused. “What’s the catch?” Floch glanced toward Jean and yourself, who just emerged from the restroom. “Convince that demon woman that she’s the one you want to bring to the cabin. You don’t actually have to follow through. You can bring someone else in the end,” Eren looked back at her, then at Floch. “You’re a dumbass Floch. I’m in. Maybe Pieck from Chemistry likes the mountains.” They shook hands and Floch rose to leave. “I'll give you until December. Maybe she’ll want to talk to you again in the meantime.” Eren crossed his arms, thinking about this situation. “Wait… how the hell am I supposed to get her to talk to me?” “Figure it out, that ‘Jaeger charm’ just might work for once.”

[apollostears]

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔; 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫₀︎₁︎

ღ︎ 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐨 𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝

ღ︎ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 + 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 + 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 + 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

ღ︎ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

「︎ 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 + 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 」︎

“SEEMS LIKE YEAGER’S PULLING HIS PUNCHES.” Jean spoke lowly against the thundering crowd around them, observing the lack of power behind Eren’s punches toward his opponent.

Y/n was a bit surprised that the hockey player was able to catch such a detail in such a high powered fight. But she did share his thoughts; Eren was off his game tonight. And from his spot in the corner, Levi Ackerman was heated as he called for a timeout from the ref.

“Armin, what the hell is wrong with him?” Ymir asked, asking the question they all wanted to know.

Armin shook his head, knowing better than to assume his friends wouldn’t be curious as to why Eren was performing so badly. “Remember Rika?”

They all nodded their heads, vaguely remembering Eren’s latest arm candy. Y/n didn’t care for her as she was rude and clearly trying to get all up in their business just to have something to run her mouth about.

“Yeah. Where’s she at, by the way?” Asked Connie, speaking from his spot next to Sasha, stealing popcorn from her.

From the look on his face, Y/n guessed it had something to do with her. “She got pregnant and told Eren about it after she had gotten an abortion. He’s a little bit distraught, to say the least.”

It was silent between the group of friends as the bell rung and the match resumed with Eren coming back, slightly more energized than before. Neither of them knew what to say. Abortion was something they weren’t familiar with and it was safe to say that Eren definitely wasn’t either.

“Damn.” Y/n muttered, both in response to the news about the almost baby and the sight of Eren getting knocked out in the second round of the match.

Gabby winced next to her, gripping Jean’s arm a little tighter. “That’s gotta fucking hurt.”

Y/n sucked her teeth, scoffing at the pitiful sight before her. “Yeah? Not as bad as the ass whooping he’s about to get from Coach Ackerman.” She began gathering her things as the ref confirmed the other guy as the winner. “I’ll be by the car. Don’t take forever.”

The Paradis University boxing gym was packed with students and outsiders, all itching to watch the match between Eren Yeager and Hanta Tadashi, two of the best boxers in the Shiganshina district. Eren should have won, he was easily the better one out of the two, even she would admit that. But that’s obviously what didn’t happen and she knew he’d make everyone miserable because of it.

A few minutes had passed before Jean, Gabby, and Mikasa had showed up to Jean’s car. “Connie said they were having a session at Ymirs’ after the fight. Did you want to go, Y/n?” Jean had asked, unlocking his car doors for them to get inside.

The sophomore shook her head, sliding into the backseat behind Gabby. “Nah. I got that presentation in the morning. Are y’all going?”

She knew Gabby would probably want to attend, having gas of her own that she was smoking before the match. Mikasa goes sometimes, but usually doesn’t prefer to be around all that smoke. And Jean went wherever his girlfriend went, Gabby practically having that man trained to her every move. And while Y/n had a presentation tomorrow, she wasn’t worried about it. She just didn’t want to be around Eren post-game. She never wanted to be around him, but he was always more aggressive whenever he lost a fight and she didn’t have the energy to deal with him.

“Nope. I don’t know why Connie is even planning to have a kickback when Eren just lost a match.” Gabby voiced Y/n’s thoughts, turning in her seat a bit to look at Mikasa, “Your brother’s a bitch sometimes.”

The swimmer rolled her eyes but didn’t deny her comment. “He’s just misunderstood.” Mikasa poorly defended her adoptive brother against Gabby’s truthful statement.

Y/n and Jean busted out laughing at that, only imagining how many times she’s had to use that excuse for his behavior. “And I bet Coach Levi is gonna beat that misunderstanding out of him.” Jean chuckled, rolling up to a stop sign and pausing, before turning.

“That Hanta guy was pretty good though. Isn’t he from Marley? Y/n, didn’t you say your cousin went there?” Gabby’s voice sounded muffled as she spoke with chips in her mouth.

Ah fuck. “Yeah, O goes there now. Doubt he knows him though, he’s over there on a basketball scholarship.” She hated bringing up her cousin because he goes to Marley University and both of the schools have a long standing hatred with one another.

That’s another reason why tonight was so important.

“Shit. Don’t let Eren find out, he’ll be pissed at you for sure.” Jean warned, foreseeing how Eren’s blind rage would play out.

Only the four people in that car knew what school Y/n’s cousin went to and that’s because they were there when he moved her into her dorm Freshman year.

Y/n sucked her teeth and leaned her head against the glass. “Ain’t nobody scared of that nigga. Fuck him.”

And she meant it. Fuck Eren Yeager.

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄. 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫! 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠??? 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠!!!

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[vloggerparker]

ship ↬ eren jaeger x reader

tags ↬ smut, oral sex [m receiving], pet names [baby, good girl], degrading names [slut] and language, emetophobia?? idk there’s gagging, porn without plot, minors dni

wc ↬ 904

a/n ↬ just a short, totally self indulgent fic abt givin a tatted up ej some good head 🤷🏽‍♀️ also I was too lazy to read over so ignore mistakes lololol & I’m posting off mobile so formatting might be weird …

You weren’t even given the opportunity to give your boyfriend a proper welcoming before he had you backed against the bedroom door with his chest flush against yours.

From the second he entered your shared bedroom and saw you flaunting a new black lace lingerie set Eren had the rest of the night planed out from now until dawn, and sleep was not on the agenda.

“I take it you like it?” You asked with a coy smile.

Eren’s eyes were round and bright, pupils blown out in what could only be describe as unadulterated lust as he drank up the sight of you in your skimpy attire.

“I put it on just for you.” You added and it made his head spin.

“You’re too fucking good to me.” He responded breathily as skillful hands ravaged your entire body and more sweet words of praise spilled from his lips onto yours.

Your fingers curled into the belt loops of his black slacks and tugged him forward bringing your hips closer and feeling him in all the right places. His eyes rolled back at the sudden intimate contact and turned to the side, allowing access to his tatted neck. You showered his neck in affection, trailing his skin with your tongue from his collarbones to his ear and gently tugging on his earlobe.

Eren had absolutely no shame in admitting the power you had over him, how you lathered his inked skin in sweet kisses and how the simple act of your soft and plush lips on his skin made him flush red and his stomach flutter. But right now he needed your mouth lower.

His hands slithered from your butt, over your hips and up your spine to cradle your face, smashing his lips to yours in a fiery passion before lowering his hands to your shoulders and pulling away completely.

“Why don’t you show me what that pretty mouth is good for.” Eren said with desire soaked into every word.

Eren applied pressure to your shoulders, pushing you down to your knees. There was no resistance as you sank down and kneeled in front of him, hands resting over his muscular thighs. Your hands slowly worked up to his belt, taking your time unbuckling it and his pants button and zipper to push them down and reveal his toned and tatted thighs. His breath caught in his throat as you palmed him through his boxer briefs.

Eren groaned and seized a fistful of your hair, angling your head back and forcing eye contact. “Don’t be a fucking tease.” He spoke through gritted teeth.

You grinned and bit you’re tongue to keep from laughing. “You’re so pretty.”

Eren rolled his eyes and loosened his grip by a little. You resumed your ministrations and -not taking his threat lightly- picked up the pace. You painstakingly collected the cloudy liquid seeping out of his slit with your tongue, one hand balancing yourself on his thigh and the other stroking his shaft from base to tip.

You pulled your tongue back and let the saliva that accumulated in your mouth dribble off the tip of your tongue onto him and he felt dizzy at the sight.

“Come on,” he half groaned, half begged.

You pulled away from him entirely, sitting back on your haunches. “Use your words, baby. What would you like?”

Eren fisted himself while simultaneously tugging on your hair. “God, I’m sick of you talking. Open your mouth so I can shut you the fuck up.”

Excitement electrified your body as he took complete control of the situation and dominated you. He eased himself farther and farther into your mouth until his tip met the back of your throat, his chest heaving with pleasured breaths.

“And don’t you dare think about gagging.”

You moaned and your eyes rolled back, the vibrations sending his hormones into a frenzy as he moaned aloud. You hollowed out your cheeks and sucked him, lewd sounds of him thrusting into your face mixed in with his breathy moans filled the four walls.

Eren’s shallow and hasty breath was a good indicator that he was close. His hand tangled in your hair jerked your forward and forced all of him down your throat, your forehead pressed against his hale lower abdomen. Drool leaked out the side of your mouth and down your chin, your throat clamping around him as you gagged and he whined as he chased his euphoric release.

Both of your hands pressed against his thighs and you attempted to pull away, the sting in your throat and chest nearing a point of discomfort, but his tenacity on your hair kept you in place.

“I told you not to gag, fucking slut. You wanna make it up to me? Take all of me like a good girl.”

Eren turned you into his personal sex toy without a single complaint falling from your lips. When he emptied a load down your throat and you swallowed all of it with zero hesitation, he wanted to pull out his mother’s engagement ring stashed in his closet and propose to you on the spot. The sight of your damp eyelashes framing jaded eyes and the mixture of cum and saliva dripping down your chin could make a sinner change his ways, Eren swore.

“God, I love you. You’re gorgeous. Come here, baby.” He said and hoisted you to your feet to taste himself on your lips.

[riniackerman]

Hiii! You said you were open for requests so how about the aot boys reaction to seeing their girlfriend working out 👀

SEEING YOU WORKING OUT 

a/n: omg hello!!! i was so happy when i got your request! tysm for requesting hehe mwah <3 not sure if you'll like but here it is :)

pairing: aot men x fem!reader

featuring: eren yeager, armin arlert, jean kirstein, erwin smith, levi ackerman

tws: non

༉‧₊˚✧ eren yeager

“well well well look who’s finally working out” you hum when you saw eren entering the workout hall. eren wasn’t the person who would train their ass off regularly. he was satisfied enough with the training sessions with captain levi.

“shut up” eren humorously rolls his eyes, not having to see you yet.

“gotta say it’s pleasant to see you here” you sarcastically claim

“woah babe” eren drops his mouth when he saw your delicate curves in your ass on the display. the biggest kink eren has is your ass. your round curved ass. so pretty and gratifying, he thinks it’s made for him. just the right size for him to squeeze and cup it with his large palm.

“will you stop looking at my ass and look at my face?” you complain, turning your ass away from eren, but his mouth dropped again when he saw your jiggly breasts. your cleavage displayed ever so tempted.

you were wearing a black tank top which is his favorite of all. although it’s hard to slip his hands in your shirt, he loves to admire your divine breasts.

“oi aren’t you supposed to work out yeager? hm?” you bow down to meet his face but you didn’t think enough that your breasts would reveal even more.

eren was now practically drooling over his mouth. couldn’t resist but to imagine what you would look like with his hands around your curves.

“uh i- you look so hot. fucking hot babe” eren wills flirty comments which made you flush in flame.

“shut up” you utter

“okay then” eren then walk over to you, resting his palms on your waist, pulling into his embrace

“what are you doing?!” you heave

“you told me to shut up, well i still gotta tell how fucking hot and good you look right now” this boy is too sneaky and immoral.

“now i have an exceptional reason to work out every day here. with you”

༉‧₊˚✧ armin arlert

“baby can you help me with my workout today? mikasa is busy with eren” you creep your head inside armin’s dorm who was watering the flowers.

“hey babe! sure, give me a sec” armin smiles. gosh, his smile is the best, you don’t know why but seeing him smile it makes you amusing. it feels as if you hold the whole universe.

“yeah!” armin leads to his closet, grabbing his training uniform.

“let’s go” armin opened the door, gesturing his hands to have you go first before him.

-

as you two reached the hall, you took of your oversized shirt and swing it to the table. you could faithfully feel armin’s eyes gleaming down at your body.

the curves and lines that were under your big shirt were now exposed just for him. armin doesn’t know why but he is in love with your collar bone. so straight and flimsy, he finds it so sexy and hot. oh to imagine his hand around those pretty neck of yours.

“armin can you hold on to my feet, i need more practice on sit-ups” you step over to the bench, laying your back against it. as you fold your legs, your thigh muscles were on display, and your legs slightly opened, showing the inner thighs and slight curves on your cunt.

“al-alright” armin gulps. just gazing at you like this made his cock throbbing against his tight boxers.

armin awkwardly placed his large hands around your feet. you felt uncomfortable, so you shifted your body. armin eyes swelled as soon as he saw your breast jiggle and your thick plump thighs jarring at the sight.

“you okay?” you reassure him, a little scared if you made him uncomfortable.

“eh? no no i’m fine” he snickers but you surely found armin odd.

you began to work on your sit-ups, as for armin, he started to go zone out at your body. your cleavage line, collar bone, radiant thin neck, those muscle lines on your thick thighs and groans leaving your pretty lips.

“owh! armin!” you yelp when you felt a frightful weight pressing against your feet.

“sorry! sorry [name]” armin flinch as he let go of your feet, making you lose your balance and drub your head on the bench.

“oh my, are you okay? let me help you” armin wraps his both large hands around your head. agitated if your head was injured by the shock.

when you opened your eyes after the pain slightly faded away, armin’s eyes were doting through yours, your breathing brushing his lips and getting heavy every second.

you two froze for seconds, not knowing how long until you felt his lips smoothing over yours.

༉‧₊˚✧ jean kirstein

“sheesh what have we got here” jean steps into the room. noticing his girlfriend was half-naked and almost drenched in sweat. even though you’re a cutesy girlfriend type, but whenever it got to training, working out, or anything professional, you would shift 180, and jean found that so agonizing.

you were diligent in fulfilling sit-ups so you didn’t notice your boyfriend leading in until he was standing in front of you, helping you to hold your feet.

“j-jean??” your eyes widened when you saw him shirtless, whether you see his abs every day, morning, or night you would still find it appealing every time you see it.

“should’ve told me you were working out too” jean responds with a sneer on his face. you knew this face, it was the face he makes when he was down. bad.

“jean not today i really gotta train” your firm voice made jean blench but he didn’t back up

“fine fine fine” jean slackly got down to the floor to do push-ups

“i’m taking a break” you stood up from the bench, heading to the mini table where your belongings were.

jean’s eyes glistered when he saw your luscious legs standing out. seeing your plush thighs hugging your shorts ever so tightly

sure he found your thighs engaging but seeing your thighs saturated in dazzling sweats, tones muscles flashed by the warm candlelight around the room made him lose his mind.

“jean?!” you choked on the water when you felt someone’s hand slipped into your inner thighs, grazing them smoothly and mildly.

“sorry [name] but you look too deli- i mean too hot” jean was so tempted to taste your skin but you knocked him off with a light kick.

“work out first kirstein” you eject every word of yours, making jean whine in defeat.

“fine. after i work out, yeah?” jean looked up at your inner thigh muscles displayed in his sight so tantalizing.

“yeah yeah yeah” you lazily answer and got back with your sit-ups.

“yes!” jean does a little fist cheer behind your back and couldn’t hide his smile.

༉‧₊˚✧ erwin smith

“hange-” you heard a familiar voice under hange’s body. hange and you started to work out for the past few days. she wanted help with workouts so you delightedly accepted it.

“ah erwin!” hange greets him on the floor with you. her arm slightly pushing your shoulder area. you and she were busy training yall’s ass for the past hours.

“what are you doing- that seems a little dangerous to me-” erwin reached his hand to the two girls.

“commander smith you’re just jealous because your little girlfriend is under my control” hange sarcastically jokes.

“no! let go of her hange” erwin wagged his hand as refuse.

“alright then” hange let goes of you. she swiftly grabbed her jacket and wore it. but you couldn’t since your jacket was all the way back in your dorm. you had no idea erwin would stop by here.

“i um…” you somewhat placed your hand over your breasts, as for erwin who is a gentleman, moved his eyes away from you, reassuring you didn’t feel uncomfortable.

“oh right, erwin you should try fighting with her. she’s quite good, yesterday she knocked of jean and eren!” hange hypes you up with her hands on the air.

“leader hange!” you audibly whisper.

“i have works to do hange-”

“just a few minutes. come come!” hange grabs erwin by his arms and drags him. erwin with his zoned-out ass didn’t know what to do but to get dragged by hange, having his jacket off by hange.

“alright start!” hange claps excitedly while erwin and you were standing in the middle of the hall ever so awkwardly and like a statue.

“oh come on you guys never talk! act like a couple” hange whines

“okay okay!” you groan as you stepped your feet closer to erwin, him copying your actions.

you guys were sauntering around in a circle, not knowing who would make the first move. you couldn’t handle the tactlessness in the room so you slid your legs behind erwin’s calf, then kicking it towards you making him lose balance. you took this as a chance and raised your leg, aiming at his chest.

“HAH” hange exclaims. as for erwin, he crosses his arms against his chest, blocking the kick from you. erwin grunts in response but you didn’t back off. you ran to him, locking both your arms on his torso and pushing him off to the ground.

eventually you both collapsed on the floor his back lightly hitting on the wall. inadvisedly, when erwin opened his eyes, you were sitting on his crotch area and his arms were around your waist. he was agitated about you getting hurt so he stopped you from falling onto the ground.

“i- I’LL GO” hange yells and quickly ran off from the hall, not wanting to invade the situation. leaving you and erwin in such a position. you and erwin started to giggle.

“hi baby” erwin says while his ocean eyes gawking at you, admiring how hot you looked with a tank top and sweats glistering your toned-up skin.

“hey” you blush in arousal.

“care to stay like this?” he strokes your hair, causing you to smile.

“yes i do” you wrap your small hands around his shoulder, falling onto his embrace and him hugging you tightly. all those stresses erwin had for hours were now gone. just feeling your scent and touches all over his body made him so felicitous.

༉‧₊˚✧ levi ackerman

“oi brat cand you-” levi jolts when he walked into the room. he saw you almost half-naked, never in his life saw you with such short pants and tank tops.

“levi!” you greet, you were thrilled to see him alone with you. since you two were dating in secret, it was hard for both of you to spend time in the noon.

“i- um” levi clears his throat in stimulating. it has just been weeks since you two started to know each other privately so you guys didn’t step out of the line just yet.

although he saw you training every day with the 104th cadet corps, he never saw you training or working out on your own. this means he has never seen you with any other outfits but your uniforms.

“yeah?” you led over to levi leaving your breasts to jiggle at every walk

“wait-” levi nudges back. gazing down at you, he could see your cleavage line ever so clearly and little sweats drooling down the line. he awkwardly hands you the papers.

“it’s for the meeting” levi purposely grazed his mouth area, seeking to hide his deceitful grin underneath.

“oh okay. thank you levi, i could have stopped by at your office” you slightly bow down, making levi turn his face so quickly with his hand on his mouth.

“are you okay levi?” you question

“put on some… clothes brat” levi said with his head facing the wall.

“oh my god levi are you like-” you started to titter

“for fuck sake, you have no idea how fucking hot- whatever, i’ll see you later” levi then swiftly storm off from the scene. leaving you speechless to his words.

“i’ll see you later tonight!” you loudly whisper making levi turn around with a startled look on his face. you rushed back to the room after giving him a corrupt grin.

“you-! ugh. fucking hell” levi groans in frustration. nervous about what is going to happen tonight in his office.

[7inaa]

Welcome my love, stay a while won’t you?

꧁ My tagging system !

# vinawrites // when I write

# vinareads // recommendations

# vinathots // my sexy thoughts

# vinasvisuals // any type of visual that links a character to the reader

# vinatalkss // rants n stuff

# vinasbootifulmoots // my sexy mutuals duh

꧁ General key=

⍟ - drabbles

᯾- thoughts/ scenarios

ꕥ - fics

SNK

Armin loves to tease|⍟

Eren like his hair did|᯾

Erens tiktok’s |᯾

dancing batchata with eren |⍟

dance for me |⍟

Nerdy eren |⍟

Jean is so dreamy |⍟

eren is soo clingy| ⍟

MHA

Bully kirishima | ⍟ꕥ

Kiri as a chiropractor |᯾

taking care of kiri’s new piercing| ⍟

pretty boy kiri |᯾

My birthday (self indulgent)

let katsuki take care of you| ⍟

Tokyo Revengers

Intimacy with Rindou |ꕥ

drunk n needy rin |᯾

Rin always pays |⍟

JJBA

Mista..? | ⍟

Jotaros assisstant | ᯾

Misc

loving upon them | ⍟

ft. eren, kiri and rindou

lots of plants | ᯾

ft. sero, mitsuya, nanami and nobu

visuals

bakugou as a boxer

Character builds

ft. tokyo rev, mha

Eren x black reader

not nsfw

bakugo x black reader

not nsfw

[2mny-glockis]

White angel come, Intoxicates my blood (Masterlist)

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Fics >ᵥ_ᵥ<

Out like a light boxer!eren x Onyankopon lil sis!reader

Say that you love me Delulu!Eren x black fem reader

7 weeks & 3 days Megumi x oblivious! Black fem reader

Emotions actor!nanami x fashion designer!reader

Loving machine model!suguru x fashion designer!reader

Slow Dance!! Sukuna x black fem reader

Kiss of life Law x single mom!reader

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Series >ᵥ_ᵥ<

Pretty… Eren Yeager x coquette black fem reader series:

pretty… pt 1 Pretty… pt2 Pretty…pt3

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Headcanons >ᵥ_ᵥ<

For the Heart!! Megumi bf hcs

For the heart! Jjk headcanons

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Dabbles + Scenarios >ᵥ_ᵥ<

Your lips my lips Eren + Luffy + Yuji scenarios

Their fav emoji combos Aot + Jjk+ Op

Healing Eren x Earthy black fem reader

express your love academic student!Light yagami x Reader.

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Smaus >ᵥ_ᵥ<

My love!! >ᵥ_ᵥ< pre relationship text with Misa amane like reader and the Jjk men!!

Jjk texts but they are texts between me and my boyfriend

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[cvtqr]

brought to freedom

pairings: eren jaeger x reader

content warning: hate-fucking, spit, choking, mirrors, fingering, orgasm-denial, unprotected sex, cream pie, degradation, rough, slight violence at the end?

the dim glisten of moonlight was the only source of brightness shed in that airship. the only person running through your mind was eren, and not in a good way. both you and he knew who caused that death on the ship, he just didn't want to admit it.

you cried, begged. you didn't even know what it is you wanted. revenge? for the perfect words to roll off his tongue? crying was pointless, it wouldn't change anything. it wouldn't change eren.

two days later, the look on his face remained the same... not moving a muscle. sure he looked different than the other night, but he was still the same. not the same as before he left, though. you thought you knew him before his trip to marley, you really thought you did. but that eren was gone, he wasn't coming back. not now, not ever. you had to learn to deal with the new eren. or you couldn't... you lived without him for all that time, you could do it again. even if you were to run back to him, you wouldn't be getting your eren back.

but eren jaeger was like a drug.

of course you could compare his face from the two different nights, you were standing right in front of him after all. you weren't supposed to be down here looking through his cell, they didn't trust you. being eren’s lover meant you would probably do anything to help him escape. they were really blind if they couldn't piece together the fact you wanted nothing to do with him after that night on the ship.

so why were you here, sneaking around for him? its almost like he called you through your head to come down here. you were always slick to begin with.

but it seemed like the man in front of you completed the mutual feeling. you didn't understand why though. you did nothing wrong, he has no right to be mad at you. no, he doesn't deserve to be mad. you wished you could kick the life out of him, but somehow it felt like he was the one stabbing a dagger into your chest.

“why are you down here, y/n”

you didn't know if you should react or stay quiet. “why not, i have nothing else to do... considering my best friend is now a rotting body underground.”

you expected him to release the same reaction as the other night, just a chuckle. but no. his expression didn't change once. a straight look, staring a hole right through you. he took a step forward, hands now wrapping around the metal bars of his cell. “i asked you why you're here, you must want something from me.”

“what happened to the eren i knew before you left. why are you acting like-, like this.” you felt the blood rush up through your body, hands clenching into tight fists.

“c’mere, wanna get a better look of your face.”

“what-”

“don't make me say it again.” you wanted to stay back, leaned up against the hard brick wall. but you were always so drawn to his words, it was like a spell just sucking you in. walking up towards the rusted bars, you stopped right in front of his face. his body towered over yours, looking down among you.

"i never loved you, so let our past go.”

“ere-” your protest was cut off by erens strong, rough hands grabbing you. one on your jaw, the other on your wrist. he pulled you up right against the cold bars, your face now roughy forced inches away from his.

“all you do is follow me around like a lost puppy, you were always so dependent on me.” forcing your mouth open with his thumb, he gathered a glob of saliva in his mouth, before spitting it down your throat.

this was the first time you've tasted any of him in months. it felt so nice, warm. you wanted to swallow it, so badly. but you were strong, especially after what he's pulling. not letting the saliva in your mouth for another second, you spit it out all over eren’s pants. again, you expected a reaction out of him... but no. nothing.

he let you out of his grip, sending you stumbling backwards. you turned your back to eren, as you coughed up any spit that traveled down your throat. returning your graze with eren’s, your eyes were no longer separated by metal bars. the door was swung wide open, key dangling from eren’s finger.

you froze in your tracks, too scared to do anything. you wanted to scream out for help, but nothing formed when your lips slightly parted. not giving you another second to think, eren pounced onto you, pushing your body back into the brick wall. he brought one hand to roughly cover your mouth, the other to squeeze your throat just enough to make you light headed.

“scream, and ill snap this little throat of yours.”

feeling your heart beat faster than you thought was possible, you knew this was it. he was going to end you off now, or you'd die from being in his way.

but eren had a different plan for you.

he couldn't help but get excited, looking at you. your eyes were so glassy, tears falling down as you fearfully looked up into his eyes. something to do with the sense of power he had over you, just riled him up even more.

loosening the grip around your neck, he slowly removed his hand from your mouth. letting your breath loosen up, you didn't break the eye contact being held with his empty eyes.

right when he shoved his knee between your legs, you knew what was about to happen. no words spoken, no words needed. he crashed his lips down onto yours, forcefully shoving his tongue down your throat. peeling the both of you off the wall, he pushed your bodies back into the cell.

the sex you had with eren before he left was sweet, special. he took care of you... not himself. he wanted to prove how much he loved you. but you could tell by the way his body moved, that wasn't the case this time. he didn't even feel the need to bring you into his bed, he brought you over to the small sink in his room. bending you over the wet metal, he stopped for a moment to catch his breath.

you dropped your head down, avoiding the mirror, as he looked right at himself through it. taking a deep breath, he pulled down the night-pants you were wearing, along with the panties you had on. he brought one of his digits to glide along your slick folds, teasing the entrance with his fingertip. slowly, he slid it inside of you, your juices helping it easily move in and out. you gripped onto the sides of the sink, as he added another finger. moving them in and out at a fast pace, he occasionally curled them up inside you. the feeling you could never reach by yourself, you haven't felt this good in so long. he took his free hand to sneak it down in front of you, slowly rubbing circles around your clit.

the pleasure was overwhelming. while he was gone, there wasn't much you could do on your own. of course, while thinking of him on lonely nights, you hands found their way in between your legs, but nothing could compare to the way eren made you feel.

“gonna cum-”

before you could even form the full sentence, the pleasure was ripped right away from you. his fingers pulled out of you and were brought to his own pants. he unzipped them and pulled down his boxers just enough to let his cock spring free and slap up against his abs.

taking the pre-cum seeping from his tip, he lathered it up and down his cock, dragging against each vein that ran through the shaft. he took your left arm and bend it behind you, pinning it against your back. with his other hand, he forcefully gripped your jaw, brining your graze up to the mirror. looking down at you through the reflection, he slowly slid himself into your cunt. eren was thick, with girth. no matter how many times you fucked, you still needed time to adjust. but this time it wasn't about you. he wanted to ram himself in and out of you imminently, and that's what he was going to do.

pulling himself almost all the way back out, he roughly jammed himself right back in. giving you no mercy, he picked up the pace of his thrusts, all while looking at your pleasureful pained-looked face.

each thrust had you clenching down harder and harder, squeezing and sucking him back in.

eren’s hand slightly shifted upwards from your jaw, pushing open your lips with a swift motion. taking two fingers, he shoved them into your mouth, sliding down your tongue.

“you're such a dirty slut, fucking disgusting.”

he was right. you were disgusting. looking up into the mirror, your eyes were teary, fingers knuckles deep down your throat, hair a mess. and the worst part? it was all caused by eren jaeger.

the motion of his hips slamming into yours got sloppy and faster as he let out a deep groan, straight into your ear. he latched his lips onto your neck, sucking as deep as he could. you tried letting out a moan, but just choked on the fingers still set in your mouth.

to no surprise, eren didn't last longer than a virgin. i mean you couldn't blame him though, how long has it really been? hips coming to a halt, he released his cum straight up into you. the thought of pulling out didn't even cross him mind, it just felt so good.

he let himself sit inside you for a few seconds before pulling out. he watched as his cum poured out of your swollen hole, dripping down onto the floor. of course he didn't care enough to make you cum, he needed his fill of pussy, that was all.

letting yourself fall forward onto the counter, your vision went black as you felt a strong impact on your head.

eren knew you'd thank him later, he was brining you with him to freedom after all.

[eremiie]

Heyyy I was wondering if you could write an Eren smut fic??? Basically a super Dom Eren fucking you really rough to the point your body feels numb and gives out but Eren is there to hold you up telling you to take it like a good girl

say it;

❥ eren x reader | 3.3k words | nsfw

❥ content: dub-con ish, dirty talk, slight degradation, vaginal fingering

❥ this story was also just an excuse for me to write the whole one bed trope LMFAOOO, i also forgot to read the ask request again so this might not be exactly what you requested :((

"okay, you guy's sleep well!" armin's voice lingered as he furthered down the hall, spinning his room key around his dainty finger as he followed annie to the hotel room not too far from you and eren's.

"eren?" eren turned around before he twisted the knob to your shared hotel room at the sound of mikasa's voice, her standing there, bag dangling at her feet beside jean. "are you sure? i can switch rooms with _____ so me and her can share a bed and you can have a room with two beds with jean."

you and your close friends decided to take a trip upstate, and at your arrival a hotel was in much need. luckily, there of course were enough rooms for the semi large group on the same floor; annie and armin sharing a room, sasha and connie, jean and mikasa, and of course you and eren.

the issue? there weren't enough two bedded rooms.

you and eren being the last ones to sign a room out opted to take the room to spare your friends, the both of you wanting your friends to be comfortable.

you didn't have a problem with eren, and vice versa— the two of you not being the closest in your friend group, but their wasn't necessarily a problem between you guys.

you weren't so fond of eren's personality, he was a little too rowdy, a little too rough, a little too snarky, and a little too... much. of course for eren, he wasn't too up to par with you either.

eren sighed before shaking his head. "i told you it's fine mikasa."

"we want you guys to be comfortable." you added with a smile at mikasa, her blank gaze drifting to you. it made you a little uncomfortable, but you knew she meant no harm; as a a matter of factly you were closer to mikasa than you were to eren.

"connie let's go, they're literally talking about the rooms for like the hundredth eighty seventh time, come on, we don't have to wait!" sasha groaned tugging at connie's hand who waved a goodnight to the remaining four of you before walking off with sasha.

"you su—"

"yes, mikasa."

mikasa looked down at her feet at eren's quick reply, before jean patted her shoulder. "... yeah let's go mikasa. eren said they're fine, i'm sure they'll be fine... uh, let's just go."

mikasa nodded her head, a goodnight said to the two of you as well before you and eren headed into the room as well.

it was a nice room, the closet door being a large mirror with the bathroom to the left which you'd be using to change in a second. the bed sat smack dab in the center of two nightstands, newly illuminated lamps placed on each side as well. the bed was a little spacious enough for you and eren, and you could only hope he wasn't a crazy sleeper— you didn't doubt it if he was though.

"i'm gonna change out." you said, placing your bags down next to your side of the bed.

"i'm gonna sleep on that side." eren commented, pointing to where you placed your bags. you gave him an incredulous look.

"seriously? i'm literally already over here.."

eren shrugged his shoulder. "i always sleep on the left side."

you rolled your eyes, and to prevent arguing with the brunette, you moved to the right side, then shuffling through your bag for your pajamas and going to the bathroom to do your night routine and change.

once you were out, eren didn't go in, already changed into black sweat shorts and shirt missing. you could tell he retied his brown locks as less flyaways were present in the front of his head— it was either that or the fact that he was already lying down, covers strewn on his thighs, so the stray hairs gravitated from the front of his forehead to the sides.

"eren, seriously? could you at least have on a shirt if we're gonna sleep together?"

eren pursed his lips at the last part, but held back his joke, especially since he didn't know if it'd end in awkward silence or not. instead he let his eyes linger over your frame who was placing your products and clothes back into your bag from the other side of the bed. you caught his eyes at the last second, and you crossed your arms over your body.

"you don't really have clothes on either."

you looked down at your body, an oversized shirt covering your shorts. a sigh left your lips before you crawled into bed flicking off the lamp and eren reciprocating. in the dead of the newfound dark you let out a mumble; "just stay on your side of the bed."

how hard was that to follow?

clearly somewhat hard for eren jaeger.

you didn't even know what time it was, lots of time having passed since you let out those last words. you were having trouble falling asleep, and you reckoned eren was too from the way he shuffled beside you. your eyes were closed but the littlest shuffle could snap you out of your half sleep state.

eren's arm draped over your midsection, your body stiffening at the gesture, but then you made up your mind— he was probably sleep. however, to you the touch felt somewhat cautious— his arm had flew to your waist fast but right before it could sit, it slowly brought it to your waist then placed it carefully and strategically.

you let it be, you didn't want to disrupt his sleep.

and you let it be again, when eren brought you closer, securing you in place whereas your backside came in contact with his chest. you could feel the ripple of his abs on your lower back and the warmness he brought almost made you want to snuggle closer. the heat of his breathing touched your neck, every breath he released you could feel grazing the back of your neck, even when he leaned in closer until his nose was touching your neck.

you were so tense, not wanting to move just in case you woke him up. not that you really wanted to move. his body heat radiating off of him brought heat to your own skin, and the way your bodies almost fit together perfectly like a puzzle gave you some kind of domestic feeling.

you didn't not like eren, he just never was up your ally, thanks to his personality.

of course... he was attractive in the least— you couldn't lie.

you were jolted from your thoughts when the hand on your stomach began to move in circles, occasionally pinching at your skin, and you were wrong, you were wrong,

he was awake.

i mean, right? of course sleepwalkers existed, so you didn't doubt people could move their hands in their sleep if they could actively get up and walk. but the breathing on your skin felt too fast, the way his body touched yours felt too.. awake.

"eren..." you murmured, your hand moving overtop of his, and you felt the arm around your waist tense up as well.

he didn't answer for a good amount of seconds, his hand stilling on your stomach. "you awake?" you gripped his hand on yours, preparing to pull him off of you but you hesitated when you felt him pull you closer until your ass was pressed against his front side. his voice was groggy, and scratchy, and you could tell he probably did try to fall asleep.

something was preventing him from doing so.

"i usually sleep with a pillow." he excused, breathing in heavy before loosening his grip a little once he felt you weren't gonna move.

"really? you could've just put a pillow in between us instead of using me as a pillow."

his hands went up to squeeze at your waist before dipping lower to your hips to give it a light squeeze as well. you could've swore you felt his leg come a little more over yours as well from the way he spooned you. "this is better."

if you were being honest with yourself his touch was comforting— and maybe even a little more than that as well. it was too late to move him now, and like you thought earlier; it wasn't like you really wanted him to move anyways.

after a brief moment of silence eren spoke again, a light mutter of your name. "______."

you sucked in a breath before responding, feeling his hips shift against yours, and one of his legs now moving to stay atop yours. "yes, eren?" your tone was unleveled, you tried to make it sound irritated but it was shaky and unconvincing.

"you feel good," your eyes widened in the dark and you felt his hands drift completely to your waist to hold you against him without shame. no response to him back. you let his lips come in slight contact with your skin, where they were just ghosting your shoulder at this point. you got the hint whether he thought you did or not. "feel good against me like this.."

eren's hips rose up and you could feel him hard against you, you weren't even sure if he had boxers underneath his shorts, his length feeling free as it moved against the cheek of your ass, and you stifled a gasp. "c'mon, say something, i know you felt that."

he advanced, hearing no protests from you. he let his hand slide down until it slipped under your shirt, beginning to graze the waist band of your shorts. his lips were fully pressed against your shoulder now, but only that— only being pressed against you, unmoving until he spoke again. "can't you tell how bad i want you?"

his hand slipped past your shorts, and only cupped you through your underwear, but the heat that wrapped around you as well as the words that left his lips had you moaned. "fuck, mhm..." eren hummed lowly against your shoulder as his finger prodded at your clit, his cock continuing to rub against your ass. "been wanted you so bad though, ever since mikasa brought you around us."

eren's lips on your skin began to turn into sloppy kisses on you that traveled up from your shoulder to your neck, eren now aware that you'd let him have his way with you, as you still made no effort to stop him, and that was because you wanted him just as badly.

"but you always hung you with sasha, jean and them, 'never really got to talk to you but, fuck—" your mouth was dropped open at the feeling of the kisses peppering your skin and the feeling of his fingers moving aside your underwear until it slid through your wetness causing eren to groan against your skin. "you're so fucking wet—" you subconsciously lifted your leg as he pushed his finger into you, your walls sucking it in easily, and causing you to let out a whimper. eren grabbed your thigh to push it back until your decided to maneuver your body 'till you were on your back. eren pressed himself flush against your side continuing to finger you, your face scrunched up in pleasure.

"'wanna fuck the shit out of you so bad."

eren's lips connected with yours, sloppy kisses while his finger pumped in and out of you, him adding another one to stretch you out good, your back slightly arching off the bed from the intrusion that just felt so nice, and you could only imagine what eren would feel like. the sound of your slick getting pushed in and out filled both you and eren's ears and egged him on, his tongue slipping into your mouth, the mint of your toothpaste mixing into his mouth, pure lust felt through the kiss. "listen to that— god, let me fill you up real good, _____." he said against your lips.

you pulled away to catch your breath, chest heaving up and down, then hastily nodded your head but quickly realizing eren couldn't see you, the both of you having turned the lamps off when first attempting sleep. "yes, fuck, yes, eren." and he wasted no time slipping his fingers out of your cunt, and even though you couldn't see it you heard him begin to suck on them, popping the digits out his mouth with a pop while he scrambled to pull down his shorts, and you doubt any boxers were there to come down with them.

eren climbed over top of you, his movements rough as he practically shoved your shorts down your legs along with your underwear.

it had been a while since you had slept with anybody, ever since your new group of friends you never payed too much attention to anyone interested in you, nor did you take an interest in anybody. you preferred to indulge in the activities your circle dragged you into, likewise this trip. so when eren lined himself up with you and attempted to slide into you your hand flew down to grab at his upper arm as you hissed in pain. 'oh my— fuck!" you didn't get to see how big he was, and you almost wanted to turn on the lights to get a glimpse.

eren stopped his movements, sighing in impatience. his hand came up to rub small circles on your clit, clearly eager to sheath his whole length inside of you. "shit, c'mon,"

your mouth gaped in pain, and you knew it'd turn into pleasure if you just let him move a little further, but the way you pushed at his arm made it seem like you were trying to move him away further. eren seemed to feel that way too, his hand coming up to grab at yours on his arm and pinning it to the bed. "don't run."

you whined when he lent forward to ghost his lips over yours, essentially pushing more into your tight heat. "take it like a good girl." and with those words, he engulfed your lips into his once more while he pushed in, swallowing your cries. your hand flew to give you more comfort by making its way under your shirt and cupping at your breasts, your lack of bra making it easy. "m'gonna move now." you nodded against eren's lips, him pulling away to bury his head in his neck as he started to move in and out of you slowly at first.

he stretched you perfectly, your pussy accommodating him nicely. with how wet you were the pain subsided quickly, eren sliding in and out more easily with every stroke. you felt so full, and it felt good. eren lifted his head from the crevice of your neck, his strokes become deeper yet faster, and you threw your head back so it was further into the pillow behind you, your palm coming to your mouth as you moaned into it. "your pussy feel so fucking good, _____, shit—"

"eren, please, faster." your words came out like a plea, and you could tell that drove eren even further, his hand coming up to your neck until he was grasping it tight— almost using it for leverage as he fucked into you faster at your request, but not only faster; harder, your body jolting with each of his thrusts. you were practically already creaming around him, your slick gathering around the base of his dick, collecting in a ring with every push and pull out of you.

"so you want this just as bad, yeah?" his voice was taunting, and his grip on your throat tightened. "wanted to be fucked on me like this so bad i bet." he murmured, his thumb pressing on the side of your neck, restricting your breathing. your hand came up to grab at his wrist in panic, and he stopped pressing down, loosening his hold and sliding his hand down to cup yours through your shirt on top of your tit. "say it."

"ngh, eren," your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he pumped into you slower yet went impossibly deep, his tip kissing your cervix every time with the way he lifted his hips to meet you. and with the way he lifted his lips came his length stroking that sweet spot inside of you that had your own hips lifting, moaning every time, that familiar feeling beginning to form in your lower stomach.

"say how bad you wanted me." you were sure if you could see eren, he'd be staring at you with a lustful stare, green eyes, trying to intimidate you, submit you into spilling what he wanted to know. it wasn't like you weren't gonna say it, after all he was somewhat in control of your building climax, you just want to mess with him a bit.

you were still silent until eren stilled his hips, hand feeling up your neck until it reached your jaw, grabbing it harshly between his thumb and remaining fingers, giving it a slight shake. "i'm waiting." he didn't even need to add on, just the lack of movement down below caused your body to grind down on his dick, trying to create any movement to make up for the void he left. you let out another whine.

"i wanted you bad eren, wanted you to fuck me good— please keep going."

"that's why you didn't move me earlier, huh?"

your legs were feeling tired, you muttering an “i can’t,” to eren. the position you were attempting to hold your legs up for him was causing your left leg to cramp up, and you let out a whimper before letting them drop to the bed. the way he was fucking you hard, was taking a toll, yet you wanted him to keep going. you could imagine how your legs would feel tomorrow, and not only that but the questions your friends would bestow upon you.

eren sighed letting go of your jaw, both hands sliding down until they met the fat of your thighs, giving them a quick rub before pushing your thighs back and holding them so they were pressed against your midsection. “can’t even hold your legs up for me?” eren murmured before finally continuing to fuck you.

this angle felt much better, constant stimulation on your g-spot as eren pushed your body down, his dick brushing over it with every thrust, and he knew you were getting close. your hands started to grip at the sheets, the sounds that left your lips were becoming more incoherent, and the way your back tried arching off the bed despite the position. his hand come down to rub at your clit again, helping your orgasm come sooner. "come on, come all over my dick."

and after a few more of his strokes you were coming undone, cumming all over eren as he asked, your pussy pulsating causing him to squeeze his eyes shut as you became impossibly tight around him. you let out a loud moan that you were positive jean and mikasa might've heard if either were awake from next door to you, or maybe whoever was the poor guest on the other side of you.

eren groaned, and although his hips stuttered he quickened his paced and chased his own orgasms until he too felt it coming, pulling out and letting go of your legs, them falling back to the bed while his hand pushed at your shirt until it was gathered up on your chest, him pumping himself until he finished all over your stomach, the two of you secretly praying none of it got on the bed.

eren and you were both out of breath, panting heavily as eren collapsed next to you, dick still twitching, but so was your body. "that was good." eren blurted out once he caught his breath.

"...yeah, yeah it was... i can’t really feel my legs." you joked, you and eren both letting out a laugh. "i'm gonna go clean off." and with that, you tried standing up, but you had to steady yourself with the bed, legs ready to give up on you.

eren must’ve heard your small stumble because he shifted his head towards you and then fumbled with the lamp beside him, finally getting to see your face and you finally getting to see his.

eren chuckled before patting the bed. “i’ll get you something to clean up with.” soon enough after he left to the bathroom, you sitting back onto the bed, holding your shirt up, he returned with a wet napkin, and handed it to you to wipe at yourself before discarding it for you as well. eren climbed back into bed with you after slipping his shorts back on, both of you staring at the ceiling only shoulders touching this time.

"hey, we never tell them about this... right?" eren sounded genuinely concerned, and you let out another small laugh that he smiled at.

"yeah, eren. they won't have to know."

so, how well did you and eren sleep that night? well... you would've suspected you both had your own beds.

[montussydeprived]

𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘺 ..

( Jean kristein x f!reader)

Warnings: Angst // smut , choking , raw sexz , Degradation , Dacryphilla ( barely any of it ) , toxic relationship, manipulation-(?) kind of , Y/n is love struck and sucks up to all of jean’s bs // Y/n basically depends her happiness on jean :((

Listening to : Black out days

“ I’m sorry i didn’t mean it that way..!” here you were apologising in a argument you didn’t start .. again , you were tired and not in a good mood because of work “ no you did mean it like that. I’m not even cheating yet you keep bitching about every little thing , give me a break for fuck sakes “

he protested back at you , suspicion grew on you over time , noticing how jean became so distant overtime and constantly arguing over dumb things that the old you and jean would laugh about . You didn’t want to believe it , why would he throw a 7 year relationship away .. you two were high school sweethearts and loved each other until Jean had met Mikasa , a friend of Eren’s who was your family friend.

He brought her into the friend group with you , Sasha , Connie , armin , Jean and Eren . You had a good impression of her , she had everything any guy would look for but you weren’t worried since you had figured out she liked Eren . She often helped you and gave you advice and was always there to comfort you .

“ I didn’t say or bitch about you cheating ! you’ve been so distant from me and i miss you jean - i miss you ..” your voice softly cracked as tears brimmed . Walking over to his tall figure, you wrapped your arms around his waist , “ Please stay jean … i need you ..”

You felt as if you owned it to jean , to please him , To comfort , love and take care of him , It was your love language to show as much affection and care . Maybe he was right , maybe he wasn’t doing anything suspicious and you were just overthinking. Slowly taking off his tie , unbuttoning his shirt as you gazed at his abs . Looking up at him with your glossy red eyes “ i need you jean .. so please stay..”

“ sorry .. but i can’t do that y/n .. you and i aren’t good for each other “ he answered looking down on you , wrapping his hands around you . “ no.. we are good for each other. Don’t say that Jean “ Tugging at the waist band of his boxers . The way you acted was so pathetic and sad . The situation was so heartbreaking .

Maintaining the eye contact , you felt his lips on yours , his hands softly gripping on your jaw as he caressed your cheeks with his thumb . the soft feeling of his plump lips on yours made you so heated .

Rubbing your thighs together to get any sort of friction , his other hand softly gripping on your ass making you let a broken moan . Stumbling on your clothes on the ground , walking to your shared bed - not breaking the kiss .

You fell on the bed , right beneath him holding your wrist above your head . Slowly trying to pull away from the kiss so you can catch a breath , But you felt a harsh sting on your bottom lip as he slowly bit on it causing you to hiss . Finally pulling away from you , saliva string connected , he looks down on you .. with a pity expression “ You’re so fucking pathetic” he scoffs at you “jean .. “ you whispered as he repositioned himself in between your thighs as he gently stroked you , pulling down your panties with easy access since you were wearing a silk dress .

“ Mikasa was right about you .. such a pity “ looking at him with disbelief “ i’m sorry what ?” ignoring what you just said , he placed his slender fingers on your throat , harshly digging in as he pulls down his boxers . His erected member flung up hitting his lower stomach . Lining himself up on your dripping area , slowly pushing himself in you . Not giving you any time to get comfortable he was already pounding you .

Your hand on his as he choked you , there wasn’t a moment where you two broke eye contact , noticing how your eyes brimmed with tears he was grinning , there wasn’t a moment where he stopped thinking about how lewd you looked . He shoved his fingers in your mouth “ suck “ and you obeyed .

Taking his fingers out of your mouth he rubbed on your sensitive bud “ Hmphhh.. oh jeannn~” letting out a strangled moan as he kept thrusting in you . Your hand gripping on his back as your nails left scratch marks “ jean .. im .. im close ah!”

His hand dug deeper into your neck “ don’t you fucking dare or i’ll stop “ he threatened , he pulled out of you “ get on all fours “ and you did ..

you felt his member go in again , thrusting in you with no mercy “ Jean please ! “ you begged

“ i don’t think i should let you “

“ Please jean i need too ~ Ahhh “

you felt a harsh sting on your ass “ what fucking slut”

you couldn’t handle it , feeling the euphoric feeling take over “ ahhhh oh my fucking god “ your screaming kept getting louder as he kept going “ did i fucking let you come? fucking whore

“ nghh jean im sensitive stop!” you felt him pull out as he kept stroking himself , coming on your ass .

You fell on your stomach , sniffling from crying “ jean i love you ..” you whispered..

“ see you y/n “ he said as he left , knowing you two were to never talk again ..

Hiii guys sorry for being away for so long !!! pls let me know if i made any mistakes or put “ . “ or “,” wrongly<3

[apollostears]

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ━︎━︎━︎ 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

「︎ 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝟎𝟏 + 𝟎𝟐 + 𝟎𝟑 」︎

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: @nahoyassss @gabzlovesu @emonaculate @getosbunny @angwritez @indiecursor @jogeto @indieburn

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲/𝐧 𝐥/𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞? 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫?

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 + 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 + 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 + 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 + 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: 𝐚𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐮, 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 + 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐬 + 𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐥, 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐬, 𝐛𝐨𝐱𝐞𝐫!𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝟏𝟗+, 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞!𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤!𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

⇉︎⇉︎ 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓. 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐧, 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞, 𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚, 𝐠𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐲, 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐚, 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞, 𝐲𝐦𝐢𝐫, 𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫, 𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐧, 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐨, 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨, 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐭, 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚, 𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐢, 𝐳𝐞𝐤𝐞, 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞, & 𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐢𝐧

@gabzlovesu as gabby

© 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤.

[emeren]

special night - eren jaeger

anon request

pairing: eren jaeger x virgin!reader

word count: 2.5k 

content warnings: 18+, smut, nsfw, vanilla sex, first time  

notes: i wanted to make this as realistic to a first time as possible, so it’s not an *extremely* enjoyable experience for the reader, however eren makes up for it by providing some very sweet aftercare :) nevertheless, i hope you enjoy! <3 also, this one shot made me realize that i much prefer writing in past tense, so this may be the last present tense fic for awhile!

SUMMARY: reader experiences her first time on her wedding night with eren

“shit,” eren curses under his breath, the sound coming out more exasperated than he’d initially intended. you glance nervously over your shoulder, a small smile playing at your lips. “why’d you have to pick a dress with so many buttons?” 

“s’pretty,” you grin, the ache in the balls of your feet and the burning behind your eyes begging you to rest. you feel eren’s lips press a kiss into your shoulder, goosebumps following the romantic gesture. 

“no doubt about that,” he responds softly, fingers quickly trying to undo the long line of buttons receding down your spine. his mouth ghosts the skin of your back, peppering small kisses all over the flesh. “you looked so beautiful tonight.” 

you can feel your face heat, not sure whether or not it was due to the copious amounts of champagne or the way your newly deemed husband made you feel. he was reaching the buttons at the base of your back, breath fanning across your shoulders. you were nervous, but the overwhelming excitement was enough to distract you. 

“fucking finally,” eren chuckles darkly, tugging the last button from its place. you let the fabric fall from beneath your shoulders, breasts exposed as your heart thuds in your chest. 

he’s sitting on the bed behind you, large hands coming up to softly caress your chest as you step from the gown. it falls in a puff on the floor, your eyes nervously batting as eren’s thumb and middle finger roll over your nipple. his hands are cold but inviting, gently kneading at the flesh.  

“sit on my lap?” he suggests. you can’t see his eyes, but they trace the curvature of your figure and rest on your nearly exposed ass, covered by a pair of white, lacy panties. he can hardly contain himself, cock hardening at just the implication of finally being able to embed himself within you. 

he knew you were nervous; he’d long ago decided that he was going to do whatever possible to make you comfortable. a sigh leaves his lips as you carefully sit on his lap, leaning your back against his chest. 

your eyes trace the dark city skyline in the distance, a bubble of excitement in your stomach. eren was already undressed, save for his black boxers. he presses a series of kisses against your neck, hands giving your breasts a purposeful squeeze. you don’t mean to let a small moan slip past your mouth, but once it does you can feel eren’s dick twitch beneath your ass. 

he’s patient with you; something you love about him. you shift slightly, eren groaning out against your shoulder as you do so. there’s a shared tension between the two of you, bubbling up at the smallest discrepancies. 

“you take the lead, m’kay?” he mumbles against you, face growing red as you squirm around on his lap. his hands travel from your chest to your hips, actions contradicting his words as he aids in your grinding on top of his cock. “shit, ah.” 

 your heart is drumming in your chest, craning your neck so you can get a good look at your husband. his face is flushed, bun messy from hours of partying and green eyes intently focused on the place where your bodies meet. as if sensing your gaze, he lazily looks up to you. 

wordlessly your lips meet, carefully and sensually enveloping each other. though it was your wedding day, this was only the second time you’d been able to basque in eren’s glow. the way his mouth makes your chest burn, or the way he tastes like cake and liquor. his tongue drags along your bottom lip, a precursor to the torment he’s about to cause with his teeth. 

you giggle as he tugs at your lip, heart swelling as he drops it just to press his mouth against yours in a particularly loving kiss. your head feels dizzy, a mix of nerves and suspense twisting itself within you. 

you turn so that you’re straddling eren’s waist, swinging your right thigh over his legs. his hands come up to cup your face, hot, burning on your tongue as eren continues to abuse your lips. your breathing is heavy as the friction against your clit grows stronger, rocking yourself back and forth. 

you pull your lips away with a light smack, watching as a small string of saliva connects your mouths. eren’s eyes are hazy and lustful, a light blush on his angular cheekbones. he blinks up at you slowly, waiting for you to speak. 

“i’m ready,” you huff out, swallowing any nervousness you had previously accumulated. a small smile tugged at his features, hand coming up to stroke your cheek. 

“me too,” he grins, giving you one last peck before guiding you off of his lap and onto the bed. the hotel sheets are cool against your skin, fingers coming up to nervously play with the hem of your panties. eren’s eyes catch the movement. “hey, we’ll take it slow, alright?” 

you can’t help the way his words wash over you like a comforting blanket, smiling softly as he slips his boxers off. you’d heard so much about what to expect from both sasha and mikasa, but you felt as though all of their coaching could only do so much. 

you and eren had done pretty much everything save for the final act, so there were no feelings of surprise as his fingers slipped past the band of your panties, sliding against your center. 

his gaze is prying, making sure you’re comfortable with his every move. your breath hitches as he slips his first two digits inside of you, a slight smirk on his lips. 

“m’gonna fill you up so nice,” his voice is gravelly, eyes dark as he watches you react to his every ministration. eren’s fingers are long, curling upwards inside of you and causing a whimper to leave your throat. it’s not long until he has you climbing in your pleasure, head pressing back against the mattress in an attempt to contain yourself. 

“ready, love?” he asks softly, your breath shaky as his thumb presses against your clit. the question makes you sweat, eagerly nodding your head in fear that your words would fail you. from above, eren’s brows knit together and he curls his fingers even deeper. “need to hear you say it.” 

his fingers are so goddamn distracting. “yes, i’m ready.” you whimper, slowly blinking up at him. 

his fingers slip from inside of you, hands instead coming up to tug your panties down. you lift your ass for him, watching the way he leans down to press a kiss to your temple as the panties are discarded to the side. 

you’d seen the sheer size of eren’s cock before. you’d sat on it, stroked it; hell, you’d even choked on it before. this time, however, it was more formidable. large and veiny, you stare as eren’s hand pumps up and down his shaft quickly in preparation. 

all the nervousness and anticipation seems to melt as you meet his eyes, green and reassuring. he leans down on one arm above you, the other positioning the tip of his dick at your entrance. 

his lips meet yours in an unanticipated kiss, mumbling against you. “i love you.” 

with that he slowly pushes his cock inside of you, the sensation painful and filling all the same. your face involuntarily scrunches up, a small whimper leaving your lips. 

“all good?” eren checks, pulling his head back to look at you. he doesn’t move his hips, giving you a moment to futilely adjust to his size. 

“yeah, just hurts,” you breathe, biting your lip at the discomfort between your legs. eren nods his head in understanding, holding himself still as not to overwhelm you. ignoring the stretch, your chest burns at how full and complete you feel with him. 

“wanna stop?” eren asks. his voice cracks slightly at the end, the sensation of you wrapped around his dick nearly enough to make him cum without movement. he doesn’t necessarily want to stop, but you know he’ll do whatever you wish. 

“no,” you reply softly, leaning up to kiss his bare shoulder. “just so big.” 

eren buries his head in your chest to keep you from seeing the egotistical smirk that crosses his features at your words. with a squeeze of his arm, he slowly begins to slide out of you before gently thrusting back in. 

the feeling is tight and strange. you can sense your forehead break out in a light sweat as eren’s hips begin to pick up pace. it hurts, but not in a horribly unfathomable way. the pain slowly begins to subside into a general discomfort as your husband groans above you. 

“fuck, you’re so tight,” his words send an unprecedented throb to your cunt, the feeling against eren’s cock making him release a throaty moan. you dig your nails into his shoulders, attempting to ward off tears as he pumps himself in and out of you. 

eren had been waiting for this moment, and fuck, did it feel a thousand times better than he could’ve imagined. his hips get lost in the rhythm as he wraps his lips around your exposed nipple, lightly sucking. 

the feeling of his tongue circling around your sensitive bud helps to relieve some of the pressure against your cervix. his hips are still moving carefully, as if you’re delicate and he’s too afraid to break you. 

his eyes flash up from your chest, noticing the way your nose is still scrunched in discomfort. to ease the pain, his large hand slips down to your clit and begins to gently rub against it. 

you let out a small sigh at the feeling, it working much better than you could’ve anticipated. 

the discomfort begins to minimize, aided by eren’s skilled fingers and his hot tongue. you can feel his cock sliding against your tight walls, your husband’s breathing beginning to stagger as he involuntarily bucks his hips a little faster. 

“eren,” you croak, the intensity of his cock filling you up accompanied by the increased pace of his fingers making the edges of your vision burn white. he releases his suction on your breast, lifting his head to brush his saliva coated lips against your own. 

the kiss is hot and sloppy, both of you struggling to maintain a constant rhythm as the pain in your cunt begins to morph into some sort of sadistic pleasure. 

eren’s hips are growing frantic, along with the deep, unfamiliar pressure in your stomach. it’s low and rumbling; amplified as his cock brushes against a particularly desirable spot within you. the white clouding your vision begins to spread, the warm tingling in your clit starting to arrive in waves. 

part of you wishes you could stay like this forever. something about becoming one with the man you love, inviting him in like a key in a lock, has you feeling better than you ever had before. you adored him, and he adored you. 

“cum for me,” eren growls, hand aggressively rubbing against your clit. you can’t deny the pressure any longer; vision growing blurry as one final, crashing wave of dopamine spreads itself to every nerve in your body. you don’t even realize you’re crying out till eren’s removing himself from within you, spurting his hot seed all over your bare stomach. though the discomfort is gone, you curse the emptiness that replaces it. all you crave is for him to be near you once again. “you did so good, my love.” 

your breathing is heavy and you feel sticky with sweat, eyes lazily watching as eren places a chaste kiss to your cheek. you want to fall asleep, exhausted from your loss of virginity. it had to be some obscene hour by now, but eren seemed to have more energy than he’d had during the reception. 

“let me clean you off,” his voice is soft, grabbing your hand and gently guiding you towards the bathroom. your legs are weak and your cunt is sore, gravity working against you as eren’s cum starts to drip down your stomach. 

you wince at the cold tile of the bathroom floor, eren getting a hand towel and haphazardly smearing his remnants from your flesh. he looks at you once more, adoration in his eyes as his hand traces your jaw. “start the bath for me? i need to go grab something.” 

your eyebrows knit together in confusion, hesitantly nodding your head while eren wraps himself in a white robe and disappears from the bathroom. you briefly imagine yourself falling asleep in the tub, chuckling lightly as you turn the tap on and plug the drain. 

sitting down on the edge of the tub, you find your tired mind replaying the events of the day, especially those within the past hour. it had to have been one of the best days of your life. armin’s best man speech, sasha’s wedding cake, your first dance with eren. your first time with eren. it all felt so surreal and magical. 

a couple minutes pass before eren’s slipping back into the bathroom, the whirring of the faucet behind you nearly lulling you into a daze. in one hand is a white paper bag, the other two mugs. you quirk a brow, eyeing him warily. 

“fries from room service, and some tea,” he grins, setting his bounty on the counter before sliding his robe off. you’d never get tired of looking at his toned body and strong features. he was just gorgeous. 

a smile creases your lips at his words. “thank you so much.” 

before you know it, your back is leaning against his chest in the scorching water, eyes threatening to droop closed as he holds another fry to your lips. you aren’t even hungry, but you invite the salty morsel in nonetheless. his other hand traces up and down your bare arm, mouth pressing more and more kisses to the back of your head. 

“honestly,” his voice is hoarse after hours of use, but he speaks softly in your ear. “i think today was the best day of my life.” 

your chest swells, blinking heavily as you finish chewing your fry. “it was mine, too.” 

you know you’ll be sore in more places than one tomorrow. you know that for the rest of your life, you’ll consider today to be the best you’ve ever had. and as eren sits behind you, annoyingly prodding a fry towards your face, you know you’ll always care for him, too. 

“eren,” you say seriously, his hand halting its fry assault. 

“uh, yeah?” he responds questioningly. his eyebrows are furrowed and his long hair hangs in his eyes. 

“i love you.” 

his face breaks into a sleepy grin, shoving the fry towards you. “i love you too. more than you’ll ever know.” 

<3 <3 <3 

[riniackerman]

S/O FINDING THEY GOT HARD IN PUBLIC

a/n: another 3am writing

pairing: aot men x fem!reader

characters: eren, armin, jean, erwin, levi

tws: +18 mdni, public act, handjob

༉‧₊˚✧ eren yeager

you and eren planned to meet up at the nearby park for a little date. there you saw him standing.

“eren!” You walked towards him. his eyes engaged yours but he didn’t seem to be happy. immediately, you noticed eren’s large hand was covering his crotch area. he seemed truly anxious.

“what are you doing?” you curiously asked him. he then moved towards you, so close that you could feel his breath over your head.

what is he doing?

“i have um… a problem” he moved away from his hand, letting you see and right away know what the big problem was. you gasped when you saw the outline of his hard cock, even though he was wearing black-thick jeans, it was still clear to see.

“woah babe-” you quickly grabbed his waist and pulled yourself into his chest just so other girls wouldn’t peek through your boyfriend’s huge dick.

“[name]- don’t do this” he flinched when he felt your boobs resting on his abs.

“eren, it’s fine, we can take care of it” you assured him, but sure it wasn’t helping anything. He was getting hard every second by your action.

“we-?” eren mutters, not getting a clue what you were talking about.

what does she mean by we?

he instantly felt your lower stomach rubbing onto his cock. he let out a groan and pulled his head back.

“where’d you parked your car hm?” you smirked and made him completely shuttered by your dominant deeds.

“you’re gonna regret this” eren grabbed your wrist and walked through the crowds to his car, eager to fuck the shit out of you in any minutes.

༉‧₊˚✧ armin arlert

“ah!” you grabbed his thigh, squeezing it when the scary scene popped up. unlike you, armin wasn’t even paying attention to the movie, and he didn’t even plan to.

all he cared about was you and how dangerously close your hand is to his crotch. just thinking about you giving him a handjob made him hard and unable to take his eyes off at your hand.

“fuck” You heard armin curse under his breath, never in your life heard armin swear.

“armin?” you confusedly turned your head to him, but with a small amount of light source, you couldn’t see any of the expression he was making.

you saw armin’s head was tilted down so you followed where he was looking, as you were trailing down through his body, you could see that his hands were awkwardly rested on his crotch. you knew that you made him hard. and to take some advantage of that and the dark, you reached to his zipper and slid it down.

“what are you doing?!” he whispers, eyes wandering everywhere to see if anyone is watching at your dirty moves.

“shhhh” placing your finger onto his plum lips, luckily the cinema wasn’t packed since it was weekdays.

you saw his dick arising inside his tight boxers, he slightly pulled down his boxers allowing his big cock to pop out. you lightly grabbed onto his warm cock. he definitely wanted you on your knees but this will have to do right now.

his little moans left his mouth through his hand on his face. he was having a hard time keeping his face straight when his girlfriend is fucking his cock with her finger in a public space.

“fuck [name]” armin swearing just turned you even more, allowing your hand to pump up and down faster.

༉‧₊˚✧ jean kirstein

“jean? are you-”

“i know, stay still” you and jean was by the railing in a crowded mall, people were rushing down so jean had to lean onto you to let people walk.

he rests both hands on the railing, trapping you in between his muscly arms. you could hear jean’s heart pounding like crazy. you felt something hard pressing and slightly grinding against your ass.

“your fault for teasing me” he leaned down his body and whispered into your ear.

you teased him when you guys were eating lunch just now. you purposely dropped your lipstick and asked jean to pick it up, and when he bent down, you widened your legs and showed him your white lingrie.

guess he suddenly remembered what you did when he felt your ass on his hard dick. “babe I don’t have any plans tomorrow” you turned around and whispered into his face. meaning you could sleep at his home tonight.

“so confident [name], i’ll get you later when we get home” he grins and slightly spanked your ass. you were already wet for him just thinking about how he will fuck you rough later.

༉‧₊˚✧ erwin smith

you were in a cafe waiting for erwin to bring coffee to the table, but right now you are more into scrolling through your phone than waiting for a cup of coffee.

you were too busying yourself on the phone, you failed to notice a tall figure creep up behind you. as he was about to walk past you to his seat, something on your phone caught his attention, he stood at the spot and leaned towards it to have a clear look at it.

it was 2 or 3 mirror shots of you wearing his huge white shirt. wearing only his shirt. moreover, the shots were taken from an angle that you’ve never sent him before.

he went to his seat, he tried to hide his huge erection by sliding his shirt down awkwardly. he was sitting so uncomfortably that it even caught your eye.

you noticed an outline of his huge dick eager to pop out from his pants and boxers. he tried his best to hide it in many ways, with his shirt, hands, and pillows on the chair but you knew him too well.

“babe are you?” you sipped your coffee, gesturing your finger to his huge dick.

“wh-what? nothing’s wrong” erwin was having a hard time lying about his erection when his dick was literally tending to you.

“don’t lie” you coo, sliding your phone to the table. the picture of you was still displayed on the screen, it right away caught his eyes and erwin tried his best to not glance at it, but his eyes would eventually come back.

“bathroom?” you stood up and purposely bent down in front of his face to pick up a trash, showing your pretty clothed cunt.

“you’re playing a dangerous game [name]” he stood up and followed you to the bathroom.

you damn well know that your throat will be getting flooded with his warm cum in few moments.

༉‧₊˚✧ levi ackerman

“i don’t think we can meet up this evening, i have paper works to do” you felt sulky when your boyfriend canceled on you three times this week, but you couldn’t say anything since you knew how levi struggle a lot with the amount of work he is given.

“it’s okay, we can go out next time. i’m gonna go take a nap, see you” you hung up on him and buried your face into the pillow. even though you said you were okay, you were sorrowful. you wanted to go on a movie date this evening and take him to dinner.

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“ugh, stupid works” levi felt guilty for not having seen you all week. he wanted to cancel his meeting, but he knows that erwin would be pissed off for recalling his meeting for the second time this week. as he was thinking how he can make it up to you tomorrow, he hears a knock on the door.

“who is it?” levi questioned and the door opened. “levi?” you saw levi put on a smile when he saw you entering his office. “hey baby, thougth i could just sit here and watch you work” you placed your bag and a lunch box.

“oh, and I brought you dinner. and turn on some lights, it’s so dark in here” his office lights were all turned off beside his desk lamp. Also, you knew surprising levi with dinner in his office will took his worry off his mind.

levi nods and smiles. means he really really appreciates your indication.

levi’s eyes trailed down to your lower body. you were wearing a short skirt and a crop top. his favorite, he would go frantic whenever he sees you wearing a skirt or a crop-top, but when you tend to wear them both, you know how crazed Levi would get.

when he got up from his chair to greet you, you immediately spotted a bulge on his pants. “you little tease” he leaned on to you and pushed you to the door and locked it, shutting the blinds before crashing his lips onto yours.

“levi-!” you break the kiss but levi slightly grabbed your face and pushed on his desk, his hands were now brushing your inner thighs aside as he stroked your folds with his thumb.

“levi no, i’m here to help you work” you hissed and saw a smirk on his face, his sinister hair was messed up, blocking his eyes.

“you can help me with other things then” levi crashed his lips onto yours, his free hand grabbing the back of your neck.

“i know why you are here [name]” levi inserts his index without any sign, making you moan out loud.

“umphhh levi you know me too well” you grabbed his collar and pulled him to a deep kiss, you moaned inside his lips which it made his fingers go faster.