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đđ đ„đšđŻđđŹ đđš đ„đąđđ€ đšđ đČđšđźđ« đđźđŠ, đđđđąđ§đđ„đČ đąđ đąđâđŹ đšđ§ đĄđąđŹ đđąđ§đ đđ«đŹ! đđźđŠ
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đđ đĄđđŹ đđšđźđ§đ đ đđąđ đĄđđŹ đ°đĄđąđ đČđšđź, đđĄđ đ đđŠđ đąđŹ đŹđąđŠđ©đ„đ! đđĄđšđđŻđđ« đđđ§ đ°đąđ§ đšđŻđđ« đđĄđ đšđđĄđđ«âđŹ đđšđźđ§đ đ đ°đąđ§đŹ! đđšđź đđ„đ°đđČđŹ đ đđđŹ đđąđ«đđ đđ«đšđźđ§đ đđ đŹđđđšđ§đđŹ đąđ§. đđ«đđ§ đąđŹ đ đđĄđđŠđ©đąđšđ§ đąđ§ đđĄđđ đ đđŠđ.
đđ«đđ§ đ„đšđŻđđŹ đ°đĄđđ§ đČđšđź đŹđąđ đšđ§ đĄđąđŹ đđąđ đđšđđ€, đđĄđ đ°đđ«đŠđ§đđŹđŹ đąđ§ đČđšđźđ« đ°đđ đ©đźđŹđŹđČ đŹđ„đąđđąđ§đ đźđ© đđ§đ đđšđ°đ§ đĄđąđŹ đđšđđ€ đŠđđ€đąđ§đ đ°đđ đŹđ„đąđđąđ§đ đ§đšđąđŹđđŹ đ°đĄđąđ„đ đ„đąđŹđđđ§đąđ§đ đđš đČđšđźđ« đđźđđ, đŹđđ±đČ đŠđšđđ§đŹ đąđŹ đđĄđ đđđŹđ đđĄđąđ§đ đđŻđđ«.
đđ«đđ§ đ„đšđŻđđŹ đđš đźđŹđ đŹđđ± đđšđČđŹ, đĄđđ§đđđźđđđŹ, đđąđ§đ đđ« đŻđąđđ«đđđšđ«, đđąđ„đđšđŹ, đđĄđ«đźđŹđđąđ§đ đđąđ„đđšđŹ: .. đđŻđđ«đČ đŹđđ± đŹđđŹđŹđąđšđ§ đđ§đđŹ đ°đĄđąđ đČđšđź đđđ đ đąđ§đ đđšđ« đšđ§đ đšđ đĄđąđŹ đđšđČđŹ. đđąđŹ đđđŻđšđ«đąđđ đąđŹ đđĄđ đĄđđ§đđđźđđđŹ. đđąđ đČđšđź đźđ© đđ§đ đđźđđ€ đđĄđ đ„đąđŻđąđ§đ đ„đąđđ đšđźđ đšđ đČđšđź.
đđ đąđŹ đąđ§ đ§đđđ đđš đđźđđ€ đđđ„đđđŹđ đ- đ đđąđŠđđŹ đ đ°đđđ€,đĄđ đđđ§đ đđšđ§đđđ§đđ«đđđ đ«đąđ đĄđ đąđ đĄđąđŹ đ§đđđđŹ đąđŹ đ§đšđ đ đąđŻđđ§. đđ đŹđšđŠđđđąđŠđđŹ đźđŹđđŹ đđĄđ đđšđČđŹ đšđ§ đĄđąđŠđŹđđ„đ đ°đĄđąđ„đ đ°đđđđĄđąđ§đ đ©đ«đđŻđąđšđźđŹ đđźđđ€ đŻđąđđđšđŹ đšđ đČđšđź đđ§đ đĄđąđŠ, đąđâđŹ đŹđđŻđđ đšđ§ đĄđąđŹ đ©đĄđšđ§đ.
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đđ đ„đšđŻđđŹ đ°đđđđĄđąđ§đ đČđšđźđ« đđąđ đŹđŠđđ±đČ đđŹđŹ, đđŹ đąđâđŹ đđđ§đ đšđźđ đđđđąđ§đ đĄđąđŠ đ°đĄđąđ„đ đĄđ đąđŹ đđĄđ«đźđŹđđąđ§đ đđźđ„đ„ đŹđ©đđđ đąđ§đđš đČđšđź. đđąđŹ đĄđđ§đđŹ đąđŹ đšđ§ đđĄđ đđšđźđ§đđđ« đąđ§đđ«đšđ§đ đšđ đČđšđź, đĄđ đšđđđđ§ đđđ§đđŹ đĄđąđŹ đđđđ€ đđšđ°đ§ đđš đ°đĄđąđŹđ©đđ« đđźđđ đŹđđźđđ đąđ§đđš đČđšđźđ« đđđ«. đđąđ€đ đ đšđšđ đ đąđ«đ„, đ€đąđđđČ, đ°đĄđšđ«đ, đČđšđź đđ«đ đ«đđđ„ đ§đđđđČ.
đđ đ„đšđŻđđŹ đđš đđźđđ€ đČđšđź đąđ§ đ đĄđšđđđ„ đ«đšđšđŠ, đĄđ đšđđđđ§ đ đđđŹ đ€đ§đšđđ€đŹ đšđ§ đđĄđ đđšđšđ« đđđ„đ„đąđ§đ đđĄđđŠ đđĄđđČ đ đšđđđ đđ đŠđšđ«đ đȘđźđąđđ. đđźđ đ€đ§đšđ°đąđ§đ đđ«đđ§, đĄđ đ°đąđ„đ„ đŁđźđŹđ đ đš đĄđđ«đđđ« đđš đŠđđ€đ đđĄđđŠ đđ§đ§đšđČđđ. đđąđ€đ đĄđšđ° đđđ«đ đđĄđđČ đąđ§đ§đđźđ«đźđ©đ đ đŠđšđŠđđ§đ đ°đĄđąđ đŠđČ đŹđ°đđđ đ/đ§! đđźđ đđĄđđ đđ§đđŹ đ°đĄđąđ đđĄđ đŠđđ§đđ đđ« đ€đ§đšđđ€đąđ§đ đšđ§ đđĄđ đđšđšđ« đđđ„đ„đąđ§đ đĄđąđŠ đŹđĄđ đĄđđŹ đĄđđđ«đđ đŠđđ§đČ đđšđŠđ©đ„đđąđ§đŹ đđđšđźđ đ§đšđąđŹđđŹ..
đđ đ„đąđ€đđŹ đđš đŹđąđ đšđ§ đ đđĄđđąđ«/ đŹđšđđ đ°đĄđąđ đČđšđźđ« đ„đđ đŹ đđ«đšđźđ§đ đĄđąđŹ đ°đđąđŹđ đđŹ đČđšđź đđ«đ đ đšđąđ§đ đźđ© đđ§đ đđšđ°đ§ đĄđąđŹ đ„đšđ§đ đđšđđ€, đČđšđźđ« đđ«đŠđŹ đđ«đ đđ«đšđźđ§đ đĄđąđŹ đĄđđđ, đŹđšđŠđ đđąđ§đ đđ«đŹ đąđ§ đĄđąđŹ đĄđđąđ«. đđđ đŹđ„đąđđąđ§đ đ§đšđąđŹđđŹ đŠđąđ±đđ đ°đĄđąđ đŠđšđđ§đŹ đđ§đ đ đ«đźđ§đđŹ đđđ§ đđ đĄđđđ«đđ đđŹ đČđšđźđ« đđźđŠ đąđŹ đ«đźđ§đ§đąđ§đ đ„đąđ€đ đ đ°đđđđ«đđđ„đ„ đđšđ°đ§ đĄđąđŹ đ„đšđ§đ đđšđđ€.
đđźđ đ°đĄđđ«đ đąđŹ đđ«đđ§ đđđŻđšđ«đąđđ đŹđ©đšđ đđš đđźđđ€ đČđšđź?
đđĄđ đđ§đŹđ°đđ« đąđŹ..
đđĄđ đđđđĄđđźđ!
đđšđźđ« đĄđđđ đšđ§ đ đ©đąđđđ đšđ đđ„đšđđĄđąđ§đ /đđšđ°đđ„ đđš đ©đ«đšđđđđ đČđšđź đđ«đšđŠ đĄđźđ«đđąđ§đ đČđšđźđ«đŹđđ„đ đ°đĄđđ§ đČđšđźđ« đĄđđđ đŹđ©đ«đąđ§đđŹ đđđđ€đ°đđ«đđŹ đđ«đšđŠ đđ„đ„ đđĄđ đ©đ„đđđŹđźđ«đ đđ«đđ§ đąđŹ đ đąđŻđąđ§đ đČđšđź.
đđ«đđ§ đđđŠđąđ«đđŹ đČđšđźđ« đđšđđČ đąđ§ đđĄđ đ°đđđđ«, đąđ đ đąđŻđđŹ đšđ đ đ„đąđ đĄđ đđĄđđ đŠđđ€đđŹ đČđšđźđ« đđšđđČ đŹđĄđąđ§đ đ đđąđ.
đđ«đđ§ đ„đšđŻđđŹ đđš đźđŹđ đŹđđ± đđšđČđŹ đąđ§ đđĄđ đ°đđđđ«, đĄđ đđąđ§đđŹ đąđ đ©đ«đđđđČ đđźđ§đ§đČ đ°đĄđđ§ đŹđŠđđ„đ„ đđźđđđ„đđŹ đđšđ«đŠđŹ đšđ§ đđĄđ đŹđźđ«đđđđ đđ«đšđŠ đđ„đ„ đđĄđ đ©đ«đđŹđźđ«đ đđĄđ đđšđČđŹ đ đąđŻđ, đ°đĄđąđ„đ đąđ đ đšđđŹ đąđ§ đđ§đ đšđźđ đČđšđźđ« đ©đźđŹđŹđČ.
đđšđŠđđđąđŠđđŹ đĄđ đźđŹđđŹ đ đđšđČ đŹđšđŠđđđąđŠđđŹ đ, đąđ đđđ©đđ§đđŹ đšđ§ đĄđšđ° đ đšđšđ đČđšđź đĄđđ§đđ„đ đąđ.
đđ đ„đąđ€đđŹ đđš đ€đđđ© đđĄđ đ°đąđ§đđšđ° đšđ©đđ§, đ€đ§đšđ°đąđ§đ đ©đđšđ©đ„đ đ°đąđ„đ„ đĄđđđ« đđĄđđŠ. đđźđ đđĄđđ«đ đąđŹ đšđ§đ đ©đđ«đŹđšđ§ đ°đĄđš đŹđąđđŹ đšđźđ. đ đ©đđ«đŹđšđ§ đĄđ đ„đšđŻđđŹ đŠđđŹđŹđąđ§đ đ đ„đąđđđ„đ đđ±đđ«đ đ°đĄđąđ.
đđźđ đ°đĄđš đŠđđČ đČđšđź đđŹđ€?
đđđ«đđš đ„đąđŻđđŹ đ đđđ° đđ„đšđđ€đŹ đđ°đđČ đđ«đšđŠ đđ«đđ§âđŹ đĄđšđźđŹđ đđ§đ đ€đ§đšđ°đąđ§đ đđđđ§ đšđđđđ§ đąđŹ đšđŻđđ« đđ đđđ«đđšâđŹ, đĄđ đ„đąđ€đđŹ đđš đŁđšđ€đ đ đ„đąđđđ„đ đ°đĄđąđ đĄđąđŠ đđ§đ đ€đđđ©đŹ đđĄđ đ°đąđ§đđšđ° đšđ©đđ§ đŹđš đđđđ§ đđđ§ đĄđđđ« đĄđšđ° đ đ đąđ«đ„ đđđ§ đđ đŹđš đ§đđđđČ đđšđ« đĄđąđŠ.
!đđđđđđđđ đđđ đđđđđđđđ đđđđđđ!
đđ«đđ§ đđšđŹđđ§âđ đ°đđ§đ đđš đŹđĄđšđ° đđ§đČđšđ§đ đĄđąđŹ đ đąđ«đ„ đđšđđČ, đąđâđŹ đšđ§đ„đČ đđšđ« đĄđąđŹ đđČđđŹ.
Aftercare?
đđđđđ«đđđ«đ đąđ đąđŹ! đđ§ đđđđ đđ«đđ§ đ„đšđŻđđŹ đđđđđ«đđđ«đ!
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đđ đČđšđź đđ«đ đđš đđąđ«đđ đđš đ°đđŹđĄ đČđšđźđ« đđšđđČ đđđđđ« đ«đšđźđ§đđŹ đšđ đŹđđ±, đđšđ§đ đ°đšđ«đ«đČ! đđ«đđ§ đđšđđŹ đąđ đđšđ« đČđšđźâșïž
đđźđ đïżœïżœïżœïżœđ§đ đđĄđąđ§đ€ đąđ đ°đąđ„đ„ đŁđźđŹđ đđ đ đ°đđŹđĄđąđ§đ đźđ©, đŹđšđŠđđđąđŠđđŹ đĄđ đđđŠđąđ«đđŹ đČđšđźđ« đđšđđČ đđš đŠđźđđĄ đđĄđđ đĄđąđŹ đđšđđ€ đ đđđŹ đĄđđ«đ đđ§đ đĄđ đ đšđđđ đđš đšđ§đ đŠđšđ«đ đ«đšđźđ§đ.
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#attack on titan#aot#eren jaeger#eren x reader#attack on titan eren#shingeki no kyoujin eren#eren jeager smut#smut#eren x y/n#eren smut#aot anime#y/n x aot#aot imagines#aot headcanons#headcanon#modern au
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let's make it to the morning
a story of social media and music
where money plays its role,
where lust meets its match
introducing..
world renowned producer of "eastside recordz", eren yeager
moodboard
famously known musician, social media model & influencer, (âĄ)
love is love.
lust is lust.
supporting characters:
onyankopon known as "partynextdoor"
connie springer known as "central cee"
mikasa ackerman as âĄ's assistant & bsf
sasha blouse as âĄ's & mikasa's friend
face claims here
#aotau#eren yeager#sasha blouse#mikasa ackerman#connie springer#onyankopon#y/n x aot#aot x black reader#aot x y/n#aot x female reader#hood#urban#nyc
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âDid you hit?â âSheâs so bad.â âWas it good?â
âNo. She fell asleep in my arms knowing sheâs safe from guys like you.â
Armin, Jean, Levi, Kirishima, Izuku, Bakugo, Hawks, Aizawa, Gojo, Geto, Itadori, Megumi, Choso, Nanami, Xavier, and Zayne.
#dabi x reader#armin x reader#levi x reader#armin arlert#armin smut#armin aot#armin x y/n#levi smut#levi aot#jean kirstein#jean x reader#jean aot#jean smut#aot x reader#attack on titan x reader#snk x reader#shingeki no kyojin x reader#armin headcanons#levi headcanons#jean headcanons#izuku headcanons#izuku midoriya#izuku x reader#bakugo headcanons#bakugo x reader#love and Deepspace#xavier x reader#zayne x reader#xavier love and deepspace#zayne love and deepspace
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your older boyfriend comes home late at night just to find you in the bed. your cheeks are red and he knows exactly what's going on.
"did you touch yourself?" he asks you, ripping the blanket off your body. he gulps at the lace white nightgown you are wearing.
"nuh uh." you say, giving him an innocent look. he almost falls for it but he knows better.
"open your legs." he orders, standing in front of you with his hands on his hips. he looks so hot like this.
"i don't wanna play. im too tired." you let out a fake yawn, turning onto your tummy. he is done, throwing you on your back again. he forces your legs open, furrowing his eyebrows when he sees your pussy glistening wet. your juices are all around your pussy and there's no doubt you weren't touching yourself.
"i am just happy to see you." you try to play it off but to no avail. he forces two of his thick fingers inside of you and they slide in easily, a sign that something has been inside.
"where it is?" he questions, looking through the bed for your vibrator. you play clueless, knowing that if he opens the drawer, he will see it.
"okay, that's it." he sits on the bed, dragging you over his lap. first smack lands on your ass, making you jump and moan.
"you have no evidence." you whine, but he shushes you by putting his fingers inside of you again. he smacks your ass with one hand while his other makes come here motion inside of you.
"the fact that your pussy can't stop leaking is the only evidence i need."
- toji, geto, erwin, miche, who else?
#aot x reader#aot smut#attack on titan smut#aot headcanons#attack on titan x reader#attack on titan x you#jjk smut#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu kaisen x y/n#jujutsu kaisen smut#jujutsu kaisen x you
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Housewife!Reader who enjoys staying at home and making a messy breakfast with her kid(s)
Housewife!Reader whoâs trying her best to pretend she doesnât see her child hiding behind the sofa when they play hide nâ seek
Housewife!Reader who loves surprising her husband in matching onesies with her and the kids; always getting a soft smile the minute dad/husband walks through the door.
Housewife!Reader who gets pampered behind closed doors because sheâs such a good mom and a great wife her husband canât help but want to satisfy her.
Housewife!Reader whoâs put in a mating press as she looks up and gives her husband soft doe eyes.. the same ones that made her a mommy in the first place.
âSo- thrust good baby- thrust.â âYouâre so pretty, such a pretty mommy.â
He places a hand on your lower tummy causing you to whine at the pressure now emitting from his dick pressing against you harder.
He leans down to kiss your forehead, his hands now holding the back of your calves, you were so fucked out you could barely speak coherent words but you loved it like this. You wouldnât have it any other way.
âPussyâs so good⊠fuck- Wanna give you another one, yeah? One more baby I promise..â he pushes you gently a little further, his tip now directly hitting your sweet spot.
âYou can take it for me canât you doll?â
He leans down to whisper in your ear, his hands letting go of your legs as they fall to his sides and his arms cage you in.. one hand in your hair and the other against the bed.
âI love you, so much.â
He plants soft kisses along your jawline before pulling back a little and smirking against your lips.
âLet me give you that daughter youâve always wanted.â
and thatâs how you ended up pregnant.. again.
|| Katsuki Bakugou, Eijiro Kirishima, Izuku Midoriya, Hawks, Dabi, Shota Aizawa, Mr. Compress, Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Toji Fushiguro, Kento Nanami, Ino Takuma, Jean Kirstein, Eren Yeager, Hak, others you think fit luv. ||
#jjk x reader#jjk#geto scenarios#getou suguru x reader#jjk x you#geto smut#geto suguru#gojo x you#gojo x y/n#jujutsu gojo#katsuki bakugo mha#bnha bakugo katsuki#bakugou smut#katsuki bakugo x reader#eren yaeger smut#eren yaeger aot#eren jeager x reader#eren yaeger x reader#jujutsu nanami#nanami kento#bnha hawks#bnha x reader#bnha imagines#bakugou x reader#gojo smut#toji fushiguro#jjk toji#toji x reader#toji smut#shota aizawa
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đŒđčđŻđŒđ©â đ© đŠđŒđźđźđŒđ©â.
â§ïœĄË erenâs over just being your best friend.
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"i'm outside."
why is that text always terrifying to receive? it's the quickest way to make your heart fall to your ass in milliseconds. you can't help but roll your eyes and suck your teeth because he's too early, or maybe you were too late. it's only nine thirty so you're confused why he's here already. dropping the puffy makeup brush in your hand, you stand up from your brightly lit royal vanity with intricate carvings in the pearl-toned wood. slipping your painted white toes into a pair of hot pink teddy bear slides to make your way out of your bedroom and towards the front door for this asshole.Â
eren gets smacked in the face with your prettiness the minute you open your door, smelling like marshmallows and looking like a fucking bratz doll. your beauty stuns him every time. the six-foot-three man before you rests his weight against the wall on the outside, one arm stretched above as he leans over you with a wicked smile on his deadly gorgeous face. he's wearing a white graphic tee with pink graffiti spray painted on reading killer alongside a lavender nissan 350z. it's old merch connie was testing for his line. he also makes eren's shirts for his auto shop.Â
eren's also attired in black slim jeans and beat up 550 new balances, his signature racing shoes. his silver chain on his neck dangling as he kisses your forehead, the move so slick. you've noticed he liked to touch you a lot, give little indications of affection. kissing your hand, your cheek, your face overall. he grabbed your ass a lot, and it's so excessive you have to give him a hard swat and a death glare to actually make him stop.Â
"hello, eren," the way you say it has annoyance laced in it. turning away from him and walking away with that salacious sway your hips have. eren tongues his inner cheek, chuckling as he enters your home and shuts the door. he forgets how quick you walk, literally speed walking to your room since by the time he gets there you're already back on your powdered white tufted ottoman doing your makeup. riiverdance by beyoncĂ© plays softly from the small speaker you kept on your windowsill so the music travels better.Â
"damn, i can't get no kiss? you fussy with me already." eren remarks, looking below him to see the fluffy black cat brushing up against his leg, scooping her up with one hand and petting her as he takes a seat on your bed.Â
"no. . aht aht! outside clothes, off the bed!" you're snapping your fingers at him as if he's your cat, eren swiftly raising his ass off your bed, blinking slow.Â
"where am i supposed to sit, woman?"Â
"the floor like always."
"tryna get cat hair on my shit," eren sucks his teeth, sinking down to the ground and groaning when your cat scrambles to get out of his hold, never liked being touched for long periods of time.Â
"you literally decided to pick her up knowing you're wearing white. that's your fault."Â
you were right but he couldn't resist holding her. that's his daughter. he's not giving you the satisfaction of being right though. manspreading, eren cocks his head to the side to watch you closely. you can see his entire reflection in your mirror, quickly glancing his way and ignoring the way he slowly licks his lips and knocks his legs in and out, unbeknownst to you, to chill his dick.Â
"so fuckin' gorgeous," eren smiles, those bright white teeth making you wanna fold immediately. eren loved watching you do your makeup. eyes softening for you. he found it so mesmerizing. you surely didn't need it but it made you happy so it makes him happy. "you wearin' that white on your waterline like i like. that jus' f'me?"
you pucker your lips. "mhm, nah. i just like it. i do nothing for your gratification."
"ouch," eren holds his tatted hand to his chest, shock overcoming his features. "keep hurtin' my feelings like that 'n your ass won't have a ride tonight. or no food."
that last line alarms you more than anything. one thing you didn't play about, and he knows this especially. . . is your hunger. you honestly haven't eaten much all day. working a shift at the hospital and only having a salad on your break wasn't filling at all. you all talked in your group chat about how saturday's the perfect day to go drifting tonight and grab some chinese at your favorite restaurant in town. your check hadn't hit yet but eren being him since he likes you so damn much offered to pay for you. you declined, as usual, but he didn't give a fuck about what you said, you were coming either way. to be honest, he missed your little sweet ass. a lot. you've been working mostly overnight shifts, being a SPT wasn't for the weak. and he's been busy at the shop fixing and selling cars. your days apart, aside from texting and facetiming made him want to be in your presence. he felt complete with you. you had to know that.
"if you gonna play with me about my food then ima just head to bed right now and starve," you basically threaten him. eren hated when you don't eat enough, makes dumb jokes about how you'll 'lose those thick ass hips of yours.' the boy will make it his mission to grab you something quick. he's your food and weed dealer. also your personal chauffeur, absolutely loving when you're his passenger princess.
"don't be fuckinâ dramatic, brat. i'm playin'. you know i got you," he stands back to his feet to come by you, pressing his midsection to your backside, where you can also feel the outline of his dick, trying your best to ignore the way it makes your face heat up. teasingly, he starts sliding his warm hands over your shoulders and down to your waist. cautiously, you eye him, having a hot wave of panic hit you when he begins tickling your left side. your most sensitive side, mind you. you screech and twist your body into a curling position trying to escape his attack.Â
"eren! get the fuck off me, bro!" he's laughing hard at your attempt to twist and yank away from his grasp, screeching and biting his arm which he flinches from and moves away.Â
âoww, fuckinâ gremlin,â he hisses dramatically, as if youâd stabbed him. ânext time smile when you see me at that fuckin' door. gimme a 'hey, daddy' with it, too. it'll make my dick jump."
"your dick jumps for me enough."
erenâs eyes meets yours in the reflection of your vanity mirror. he shrugs nonchalantly, a devilish grin spreading across his face.
âwell,â he begins, dragging the word out as he takes a step closer to you again. âyou wanna see it?âÂ
you roll your eyes, his voice dropping lower, becoming more intense as he continues. âknow you wanna see it again.âÂ
âsays who?â you raise your brow, testing him.Â
by again, he means accidentally when he was showering at your place and forgot to grab his boxers before he went inside your bathroom, thinking you were sleep when you were in fact up reading on your phone. wanting to laugh at the memory of him turning red in the face and trying his best to shield his dick with his hands. making a snide comment about how badly you wanted to stare at it.Â
âyou heard me,â he states simply, his gaze never leaving yours in the mirror. he's leaning directly over you, forehead nearly touching yours. his presence is overwhelming, filling the small room with his raw masculinity. this is a regular thing by the way. his constant teasing. waiting for you to let up.Â
âokay, daddy,â you grin mischievously.
âmhm,â he kisses his teeth, and at the same moment his phone vibrates in his pocket. eren fishes for it, checking a text from connie.Â
"connieâs outside, you done?âÂ
âyou rushing me now? i donât like this rennie tonight,â you tsk, shaking your finger like a disappointment mother. standing to your feet, you brush out the curls in your head by running your fingertips through them.Â
you do look so pretty tonight. wearing an oversized pink greenbay packers jersey with a flowy white mini skirt, eren watching as you enter your walk in closet to fish for some white socks to scrunch at your ankle, and the same pair of sneakers he currently wore. my little twin.Â
âsorry, iâll be on my best behavior.âÂ
you smile, standing on your tiptoes and pinching his cheek, eren liking the view a bit too much, trying to fight the urge to grab your hips and pull you close. âsuch a good boy. now, letâs go!âÂ
âwait, i want a kiss, wife,â eren smiled, trying to lean in before you pull away and shove your hand in his face.Â
âleave me alone, pervert!âÂ
connieâs goal tonight was to show off the enhancements he added to his neon green scion frs, the car humming outside of your house when you go to say hello to him. he mentions that heâs going to swing by to pick up his girlfriend before he meets the two of you there. she didnât live too far so he was able to make it before you two did, eren always having to make a mental note not to drive like a dickhead when youâre in the car. knowing your nerves are bad. theyâve gotten slightly better though since youâre with him all the time.Â
you loved drift meet upâs because it was a free car show to see all the cool ass cars, most of the models popular in japan. men and women in groups drinking and bumping music as they interact. itâs illegal as hell where you live but sometimes everyoneâs able to get away with it if they donât act too much like jackasses. this spot was mostly secluded from open roads or police.Â
eren walks alongside you, his arm loosely draped around your shoulders as you both make your way to the forefront where cars currently span in action. his car wasnât parked too far, planning on performing a show himself in a little. the adrenaline pumping through the crowd as drivers send their vehicles skidding around corners and spinning donuts in the dirt your favorite, and his. connie arrives not too long after, eren going up to talk to him before youâre locked in, excited for him.Â
âi need to teach you how to drift one of these days. i gotta see your pretty ass behind a nissan 240sx or sum,â he says, pulling you closer into his side so you can hear him over the noise.Â
âthatâs specific,â you laugh, looking up at him while chewing your gum, rocking with him.Â
eren grins down at you, his hand tightening slightly around your shoulder as he pulls you closer to him. âwhat can i say? i have a type.âÂ
âyou sure do,â your voice trails off, focused on connieâs loud car screeching and swinging before the crowd around you. cheers vibrating your ears like a concert. the feeling like a movie. you donât notice that eren keeps his eyes on you the whole time, admiring you as you jump, clap, and scream from excitement. pulling your phone out to record your friend.Â
removing yourself from his arm, you notice the cars currently in the circle beginning to depart and make way for others. âconâs!â
eren shakes his head as he watches you bolt towards connieâs car, jumping up and down like a kid, bending low to give him a high five. âthat was fucking awesome!âÂ
âyeah, fuck with me!â he continues to slap his palm with yours. you look over to his girlfriend in the passenger seat, reaching over to twinkle fingers.Â
âhey girly!â luna smiles, tucking her long dark hair behind her ear since it blew everywhere from the wind.Â
âhiii!â you giggle.Â
âshit was good, i taught you well,â eren approaches, their heavy hands interacting, shaking before snapping their fingers.Â
âyea, whatever. you always want full credit, asshole,â connie sucks his teeth.Â
âoh my god, we should totally drift each other!â luna suggests. connie whips his head in her direction.Â
âwhaâwho said you driving my car?â connie blinks, flabbergasted.Â
luna goes to hit his arm playfully. âcabrona, i meant she can get in the car with eren and yall do yall lilâ thingy thing.âÂ
âoooo, yayyy!â you approve instantly, clapping your hands together and turning to eren with puppy eyes. âoh, please?! i wanna shotgun!âÂ
âbe my guest, sweetheart. but donât try to hang your head out the window again like a damn dog, or else,â his voice drops low, a warning lacing his words as he gives you a knowing look.
âmhm, i make no promises,â you wink, racing towards his car.Â
connie laughs at erenâs strained face, his friend knowing deep down he loved it. connie knew a lot you didnât know. like the fact that erenâs madly in love with you, and has been ever since freshman year of high school. itâs not secret to anyone, really. as eren approaches his parked car you bounced impatiently beside, he opens the passenger door for you, gesturing for you to climb in before walking over to the driver's seat. the interior of his black r34 gtr is pristine, everything from the leather seats to the carbon fiber accents shining under the sunlight. you loved when he picked you up just to take you for a ride. he works on cars practically all day given he owns an auto shop, detailing and adding enhancements being his daily thing.
heâs getting his hands dirty and his mind fried from mechanical work. he customized this car to make it his own, his name written in japanese on the right corner of front window, a front spoiler splitter, apexi gt specthe which makes his exhaust sound like fucking gunshots, which terrifies you. on top of detailing the body of the car with giant dragons painted silver on either side of the vehicle. standing out to the crowd uniquely.Â
eren makes his way inside of the vehicle, big hands gripping the steering wheel as he adjusts his legs in his seat, your eyes locking there momentarily before he inserts his key into the ignition, firing up the extremely loud engine. an anxious smile shows on your face once you see everyone yelling over the power of his car, having been in it a million times, you still hated the sound, triggering your sensory overload. but, you loved the thrill. swallowing, you turn to him, balling up his shirt on his hip to grab his attention.Â
âpromise me youâll be safe,â you look up at him, worried.
a soft smile tugs at his lips as he sees the concern in your eyes. he reaches out, brushing a stray curl of hair from your face with his thumb. âdon't worry, princess. i'll take care of both you and my baby here.âÂ
âiâm trusting you,â you whisper, biting your lip. âdonât hit anybody, i donât need you going to jail. and please donât hit connie, because he will kill you if you fuck up his car.âÂ
eren smirks, his hand dropping from your face to gently cradle the back of your neck. his grip is firm yet tender. ânow whyâd i risk traumatizing my girl like that?âÂ
you suck your teeth and pull away from him, crossing your arms. he only sets his hand on your thigh now, and you let him. âarenât you going to start driving?âÂ
eren laughs heartily, his hand tightening around your thigh as he does. he revs the engine, feeling the power beneath them rumble in anticipation. his eyes flash dangerously in the dim light of the cars. âpromise me something, too?âÂ
âwhat?â
âweâll finish playing mommy and daddy when we get home?â he grins.Â
âoh please, you know you canât handle me,â you tease. such a bad habit you two have. joking too damn much. but by this point, from his end especially, youâre aware none of it is a joke.Â
eren raised a brow, feeling threatened. âoh, i canât?âÂ
ânope. and youâre too scared to admit it,â you taunt, fluttering a kiss in his direction.Â
âmhm,â eren kisses his teeth, he gives a curt nod, as if making a mental note. âima hold you to that.âÂ
âdrive the damn car, eren.âÂ
ignoring the warmth in your chest from his flirting, he finally shifts the car into gear. with a roar of the engine, he accelerates onto the street, leaving behind a cloud of smoke. malice at the palace by BONES is bumping through the stereo system as eren expertly maneuvers his car around the road, each turn and drift executed with precision. the sound of the engine reverberating through the car sends a rush of adrenaline through him. you hated to admit how fucking good he looked right now, your hand gripping onto his bicep as you giggle each time he executes a perfect drift, tires screeching, watching connieâs car across from his spin around each other. part of him hopes to impress you. and clearly he has by the huge smile on your face. youâre like a kid in a candy shop, eyes lit up.Â
âiâm doing it!â you yell, eren watching as you climb up on your seat, skirt rising from the wind blowing, your ass hanging out making his eyes go wide.Â
âê°âĄê±, sit your ass down.â
âwoo!â itâs too late, now youâre banging the palm of your hand on the outside of the door, staring at others who hollered back at you, your curls flying in the wind. the people screaming and cheering louder the more you raised your upper body outside of the window, being sure to secure yourself. erenâs hand instinctively clutch onto your ankle.Â
âgoddamit,â he groans, but couldnât help the feeling in his heart from your pure laughter. youâre enjoying yourself, that makes him happy. but your safety is important. given that, he slows down just enough so that it feels safe for you not to jolt and fall out of the car. despite your reckless act, he couldnât help but marvel at how fearless you truly are.
connieâs car slides vertically next to erenâs, taking your chance to reach out and graze your fingers with lunaâs as she leans her body outside of the window like you do, the two of you screaming like fans of your favorite superstar. the adrenaline pumping through your veins is exhilarating.Â
erenâs hitting on the brakes, causing the tires to yell and the car to skid sideways. with a swift move of his foot on the gas pedal, eren launches his car into a perfect 360-degree spin. the car gracefully arcs around its axis before smoothly coming back onto its original trajectory, all done. the world outside blurs into a whirlwind of colors and shapes as you scream into the wind, lowering your body to take your seat in your original position.Â
âthat was sooo fun!â the sound you make is the cutest, giggling and bouncing your legs, full of energy now. he adores the glint in your eyes, but he also couldnât hide the upset on his face.Â
âiâm sure. next time, listen to me when i say donât hang your body halfway out the fucking car. youâve never done that before, what if you flew out?â the sudden change in his tone takes you aback.Â
âi can take care of myself,â you retort, your defiant words making him clench his jaw.Â
ânot saying you canât. iâm telling you donât be so fuckinâ reckless,â his hand moves from the steering wheel to smooth down his face, keeping himself calm, despite the current situation being anything but serene. he doesnât mean to ruin your mood. surely didnât want to cause an argument. he just needed you to understand where he was coming from. âdonât die trying to show off.âÂ
âdonât die trying to protect me.âÂ
âê°âĄê± . . cut that big girl shit, seriously.âÂ
âarenât we meeting our friends to get food? letâs go.âÂ
connie did mention theyâd be grabbing food right after, eren clenching his jaw and pulling his attention away from you. he tries not to keep you at these events for too long, sometimes things get rowdy and guns are drawn and he wouldnât allow either of you to be around that. shifting his car back into drive, he pulls away from the scene to trail behind connie. you hated the current silence of the car, picking up your phone to distract yourself from any conversation. as you pull up next to your group, onyankopon popping up a minute after, eren kills the engine and opens his door with ease. he rounds the car, opening the door for you. you give a quiet âthanksâ before speed walking away to luna. eren sighs deeply, sucking his teeth and locking his car, pulling a puff bar from his pocket and leaning against his vehicle to calm himself for a minute.Â
âyou okay? you look sad?â luna frowns as she holds your hand, ready to cross the street to enter the chinese restaurant.Â
you make an awkward expression, not really wanting to make it a big deal. ânothing, iâm just hungry! also kind of have a headache from the whiplash.âÂ
glancing beside you, you see eren approaching onyankopon, shoving his keys into his pocket while simultaneously colliding their hands for a handshake, hearing the small âyo, wassupâ from the pair before you turn your head away, luna pulling you along with her. the five of you find a booth inside of the almost empty restaurant given its close to closing, being one oâclock in the morning and all. you take the time to catch up with luna since sheâs been busy with esthetician classes and try your best to avoid eren . . even if heâs sitting directly next to you. this act can only go for so long before the two of you catch glances repeatedly, still making little interactions with the group together if you had to. you didnât want everyone knowing that you two had a small fight. was it really a fight? you were fine, at least thatâs what you liked to tell yourself.Â
time passes and onyankopon is the first to leave, mentioning he has to get up early for work and saying his goodbyes. that leaves luna and connie to cuddle up next to one another in the booth, your eyes studying the way his arm is draped around her shoulder while he listens intently on everything she says, bopping her nose with his finger as she giggles cutely. you smile faintly, looking down at the food youâre playing with at this point with your chopsticks.Â
eren glances at you as he finishes his plate, a finger pressed to his temple as he leans his elbow on the table. you feel his glare, turning his way to see what he wanted. his eyes holding a certain intensity that only you seem to understand. âcome take a ride with me.âÂ
you continue to fiddle with your chopsticks, swallowing air. âwhere are we going?âÂ
âi need to talk to you about something.âÂ
youâve dreaded this. unsure of what was going to come from him when you two were alone. youâre not sure if heâs still mad about earlier, his reaction when luna brought up your car moment laced with irritation, like he wanted nothing to do with it. honestly, there was nothing more to talk about. he knows you donât like confrontation, so you hoped he wouldnât make an entire conversation about why he feels the way he does. a simple apology shouldâve sufficed. the anxiety is pumping through you now, wanting to groan from his seriousness. one thing youâve learned about eren was that he was big on communication. if something bothered him or he felt like certain things needed to be talked about, heâd take that chance to fix it. when heâs serious about something, it gave you goosebumps.Â
his gaze lingers on yours, the flickering candlelight on the table casting an enchanting glow on his features. you swallow, nodding. âokay.âÂ
âweâre gonna go,â you grab the couples attention across the booth, connie and luna sitting up the moment you and eren stand.Â
âawe, okay boo! it was nice seeing yâall,â luna waves to both of you. erenâs patting his pocket for his keys, pulling out his wallet to set cash on the table for the both of you.Â
eren smiles. âyou too, love. iâll see you tomorrow, con.âÂ
âbet, see you. yâall be safe.âÂ
the car shifts into gear and pulls out onto the quiet street, the sound of heavy wind encasing the vehicle the only thing you could hear, blurring out the world. eren drove possibly fifteen minutes to a spot only the two of you go to. itâs secluded, parked under a giant tree in a grass field high on a hill that overlooked the city night. itâs surely a romantic destination. the two of you go here whenever you need to rant about life or just escape. itâs been your spot since high school. the slow melody of rnb fills the interior, creating an intimate atmosphere. the two of you sit for a moment, eren fishing for his puff bar to take a few passes before you finally say something.Â
âcan i?â you ask, voice an almost hushed whisper. gesturing towards the object.Â
âyeah,â heâs handing it your way, clearing his throat before leaning back into his seat, smoothing both hands down his thighs before adjusting comfortably, closing his eyes momentarily.Â
eren takes a deep breath, running his fingers through his hair. âlemme start by saying iâm not mad at you.âÂ
you blink, shifting your body so all of your attention is on him so he feels important. you tend to stare off into nothingness during these moments.Â
âyes, are you stubborn as fuck and it pisses me off at times? absolutely. you know when it comes to you, shit like that makes me anxious. i have that urge to protect you, and itâs always been like that. so donât think iâm being immature by wanting to care for your safety. i know youâre grown, and you carry yourself well. but sometimes i need for you to just listen when i get gut feelings about shit.âÂ
âi know, and i apologize,â you reply almost instantly, the thought being on your mind the entire dinner, but unable to let the words pass. âi do appreciate how you care for me. i was just having fun and didnât want my mood to be ruined. it was dangerous, anything couldâve happened.âÂ
despite his uncertainty, there's no denying the sincerity in his gaze; a raw vulnerability that contrasts sharply against his usual confident demeanor. struggling to say whatâs really on his mind at the moment. âyou still have that bad habit of never wanting to be corrected.âÂ
âyeah,â you lower your head to your thighs, fiddling with the fabric of your skirt. âstill working on it. i tend to be too aggressive when i want to be right.âÂ
âiâm glad you understand. but, thatâs not what i wanted to talk to you about.âÂ
you look up. âwhat is it? did something happen?âÂ
eren takes another deep breath, steeling himself for what he's about to reveal. his gaze never leaving yours as he prepares to lay his heart bare. âlook . . iâm gâna be straightforward with you. i donât need you to take this as something that has to be figured out immediately. iâll give you the time and space you need to think on it if youâre feeling the opposite. but. .â
his cheeks flush slightly under your scrutinizing stare. itâs clear that whatever he's about to say is far from easy for him. heâs scaring you. âme and you, we been close since kids. i have love for you for life, but i need you to know that itâs been hard just being your friend. my emotions are consuming me, and being around you all the time is only making it more difficult. i see myself being with you, being in love with you. . for a long time now.âÂ
the confession hangs heavy in the air between you both; raw and vulnerable, yet undeniably true. his heart pounds loudly in his chest as he waits for your reaction, bracing himself for either acceptance or rejection. either way, heâd stand by what he felt. and if you didnât feel the same, it would hurt, but he would respect your boundaries. youâre unsure why youâre not . . surprised? heâs always been extremely affectionate with you, much more than a best friend should be. wasnât necessarily fond of seeing you with other men or hearing about who you slept with. you told each other everything. had sleepovers. shared beds, and at times when you fell asleep before him, heâd brush a finger along your cheek and admired your beauty.Â
"my dream is to get you that big ass loft you want with the tall glass windows that overlook the city. decorate it how you want, be my pretty fuckin housewife that gets to stay home and do whatever you want. shit, start your own business. i'll pay for it all. i'll take care of you. i want you to myself, always. never wanna leave you. wanna get your name tatted on me. kiss you all day. cuddle, watch your favorite movies and shitty supernatural tv shows. run you bubble baths 'n fuck you real good every time i come home. buy you that wolf gray kia k5 with pink interior you've been wantin'. send you on vacations. buy you all the sanrio plushies in the fuckin' world. want you to be mine, ê°âĄê±."
" eren. . . "
"i'll even learn how to cook for you, princess. 'n you know i'm bad as fuck at that shit," eren chuckles, raking his fingers through your hair. you laugh with him, tears in your eyes. "but i'll learn for you so i can always make you some authentic udon ramen or birria tacos, all that good shit you love. cause you're my girl 'n you deserve it all."
eren's hands move to rest on your hips, pulling you closer to him. his fingers trace small circles on your skin, sending shivers down your spine. his touch is gentle yet possessive. a tangible manifestation of the love he's been harboring for you. each stroke of his fingertips against your body feels like an exploration, a journey into the depths of your being that only he has access to.
âtalk to me,â he bites his lip, lips nearly brushing your own, unable to help the pure attraction towards you. itâs stronger than ever right now.Â
âi feel the same way,â you lean in, moaning from his touch, his hands on you all the time, though somehow now they make you weaker. âi just didnât want to ruin our friendship.â
erenâs breath hitches, a combination of shock and relief consuming him. âwhy the fuck would you think that?âÂ
your shoulders shrug shyly. âi donât know,â your voice drags quietly. âsometimes shit like that doesnât work for everybody. and we have a great friendship. i didnât want us being together to fuck up the vibe.âÂ
âwe not everyone,â he states, brushing a curl from your pretty face. âand we act like we date anyways. wouldnât be no different.â
you recepriocate the act, brushing a few brown strands of hair that fell in front of his face, locking eyes before your lips press against his in feverish kiss. his tongue parts your lips, exploring the warm cavern of your mouth with a passionate intensity. his hands roam freely over your body now, one tracing delicate patterns on your lower back while the other slips beneath your shirt to feel the warmth of your skin underneath. every touch is filled with desire and longing, a testament to the depth of his feelings for you. the heat in your face blows higher, as if the ache to kiss him was a distant dream. to finally taste him was something you hadnât known you needed. both of your hearts are pounding in your chests, every beat echoing the intensity of your feelings for each other.Â
âyou have no idea,â he whispers huskily, pecking your lips. you moan, body melting into his touch. you could slip through his fingers like puddy, this center console blocking you. âhow much i want you.âÂ
âshow me then.âÂ
erenâs eyes darken with desire. his hands slide down to grip your ass, climbing over the console to reach for the recliner on your seat, your flushed face heating up from the close proximity, his hair brush along the apples of your cheek, his smell intoxicating. you giggle when he goes to remove the headrest of the chair, banging his hand into the seat so itâs completely flat and youâre resting on your back. eren hovers completely over you, bringing his body to the passenger side, squeaking when you feel his hardness brush against your clit, a clear indication of just how much he wants you. taking your lip between his teeth, he gives it a playful nip before trailing hot kisses down your neck, going to capture your lips in another hot kiss, rolling his hips into yours making you gasp. you trail your hands underneath his black shirt, hands sliding up his broad backside.
âi need you,â you whimper, knees disconnecting to spread yourself for him, scooting higher up the seat. your desperation makes his control slip further.Â
âfuck,â he murmurs, voice thick with desire, tracing along the curve of your waist before dipping lower to tease at the hemline of your skirt. âyouâre making it hard for me to keep my shit together.âÂ
âlick me up,â you whimper, pushing your hips down so your core presses against the bulge in his jeans, eren keeping down the moan in his throat, studying you. your thumbs slip into the band of your skirt, trying to indicate that you wanted them off. âplease, mâdripping.â
âfuck,â he whispers again, this newfound sense of lust you had enrapturing him. âanything for you, baby.âÂ
his hands slip beneath your skirt to explore the softness of your thighs, smoothing over your ass as you raise your hips so itâs easier for him to pull off your skirt, his mouth watering at the bare sight of you wearing no panties. youâd slipped off your sneakers, the balls of your feet digging into his shoulder blades as he pushes you further up the chair for both of your comfortability, craning his neck between the plush of your heated thighs. he breathes in your scent, moaning into a kiss he places on your inner thigh.Â
âcâmonâah!â your breath is taken from you for your impatience, erenâs mouth circling around your clit for a quick feel before heâs lowering his tongue to taste all of you. locking his eyes with yours as you thread your fingers through his hair to push away, deciding to remove the hair tie from around your wrist to tie his hair onto the back of his head.Â
the taste of you on his lips drives him wild, craving this for years on end. eren groans from the sweet taste you leave on his fat tongue, his breath fanning over your sensitive flesh sending jolts of pleasure coursing through your body. eren growls in approval at your submission, his fingers digging into your hips as he pulls you closer to his mouth, swallowing down your clit, sucking on your pussy to hear you make those pretty noises heâs only heard once in his life. accidentally, of course. maybe catching you fucking yourself coming up the stairs without your knowledge, wanting to surprise you with food while the two of you studied for finals. heâs always kept that to himself, knowing youâd be extremely embarrassed by it. of course, he didnât know itâs because you couldnât stop thinking about what he wore in p.e; a black deftones muscle tank he cut as a crop top with gray sweatpants, his hair pulled into a manbun with his skin glistening in sweat from the insane weather out. dark ink around his skin making your mind run rapid.Â
he releases his mouth momentarily, popping off your clit lewdly to murmur, âyou are fuckinâ drippinâ.âÂ
your back arches into his embrace, craning your neck as you rock against his face, eren grinning wickedly at your muffled sound, his tongue delving deeper into your folds. he laps at your entrance, thriving for every drop. his hands move to spread your legs wider apart, giving him better access to feast on your needy cunt. you hum in ecstasy, the sensation from the metal ball of his tongue piercing flicking your clit, using it to tease and torment you. his dark eyes watching you like prey, squirming and gasping from every suck.Â
âfuck, baby,â he moans. âyouâre so sensitive.âÂ
his hands move to cradle your ass cheeks as he pushes your ass up to fuck his face better, pussy glistening under the moonlight. his tongue continues itâs relentless assault, curling and connecting his tongue with your aching cunt feverishly while suctioning his lips around your swollen clit. your hands stretch to grip onto the door handle, moaning when his hand goes to smack the back of your thigh. eren growls at your helpless moans, his tongue delving deeper into your slick folds, slithering inside of you to prep you. his hands pinning your legs wide allows him unrestricted access to your throbbing cunt.
âwet nâ pretty ass pussy, baby. so, so pretty. jusâ like you, right?â he groans against you, increasing the pressure on his tongue, thrusting it in and out of you rhythmically. his free hand moves to play with your clit, rolling the sensitive nub under his thumb as he devours your pussy.Â
without waiting for a response, he resumes his ministrations, his tongue plunging back into your dripping cunny while one hand continues to toy with your clit. his actions intensify as he listens to your desperate whimpers. his tongue laps at your slit greedily, drinking down every drop of your sweetness, thumb working overtime on your clit, rubbing up and down mercilessly.
âstick your fingers in me,â you whine, the brokenness in your tone only making his dick harder. heâd rather shove his dick in you, but he wouldnât deny what you pleaded for.Â
eren chuckles darkly at your plea, and within a second, his ring and index fingers are slipping inside of you, eren curling them upwards, searching for that sweet spot deep within your pussy.
âlike this?â he sputters against your clit, your juices encapsulating him. your inner thighs tremble from the switch up, biting your lip and nodding. âfuck you up real good? âtill you cream on me?âÂ
ây-yesss, f-fuck,â your sobs overtake you, his tongue continuing itâs relentless assault on your sensitive bud, licking and sucking it into oblivion. eren hums in agreement, his fingers pumping in and out of your soaked cunt. he watches his fingers pump harder into your quivering cunt with furrowed brows, mumbling expletives to himself in fascination, your cunny squelching and sinking them in each time they threatened to pull out.Â
âima sink my dick in your shit, fuck. iâm too fucking hard for you,â he groans against your clit, pace quickening, the combination of his fingers fucking into you while his tongue circles around your clit pushing you closer to the edge.
âkeep fucking me, baby. fuckinâ love your tongue.âÂ
eren loves your cries so much itâs hurting his dick bad, his fingers pumping harder into your twitching cunt, begging for you to cum. youâre drenching his fingers. he removes them when he notices your hand is cupping underneath his jaw, pulling his face in deeper and swaying your hips, the balled up expression on your face reading all he needed to know. you stretch your legs high, clamping your thighs shut and wrapping your arms underneath the curve of your knees to angle them towards your chest. eren licks his lips before sinking his tongue deep into you, thrusting his tongue like heâd use his dick. Â
making a noise of approval, you grip onto his hair while maintaining your position, yanking his head back and forth, screaming as his face clashes with your pussy, tongue fucking you open until you finally cum. your tummy caves in, lifting your head to press into your knees as you catch your breath, streaming out praises of âyes, yes yes, baby,â as he continues to fuck you on his tongue, uncaring of you drenching his nose and chin.Â
while you take time to recuperate, erenâs leaning his head up to clean his face with the back of his hand, licking off the remainder as he reaches down to unbutton his jeans, slipping them down to his thighs and giving his dick a few slow strokes, the sight of it, thick and long, glistening with precum is enough to make anyone drool. eren holds onto it teasingly, keeping it just out of reach as he watches your reaction. âknew you wanted to see it again.âÂ
you cover your face. âshut up.â
with a lustful gleam in his eyes, he lines the throbbing tip against your wet slit, sliding it up and down to gather your arousal before heâs grabbing the back of your neck to look into your eyes, heavy body hovering over yours, trying his best not to lean all of his weight onto you. granted, thatâs exactly what you wanted, to be suffocated under him. feel weak, submissive.Â
âtell me youâre okay.âÂ
you nod, eyes slowly closing, unable to keep focus. âyes, mâokay. itâs okay.âÂ
the feeling of being sheathed within your tight pussy makes him shudder, removing his hand from your neck to balance his body by gripping onto either side of the leather seat after locking your legs flat. you reach for the recliner to level the seat up a little more, eren kissing your forehead. you drag your body lower so itâs easier for him to move, shivering from the full feeling he gives you, and thatâs only half of him.Â
âfuck,â he gasps, grinding into you slowly so youâll adjust. you swivel your hips, teeth biting into your lip as you stare at the sharp cut of his jawline, emerald eyes clamped shut. âthatâs it.âÂ
with each heavy thrust, eren canât help the animalistic groans emitting from him, the deep baritone of his voice making your clit pulsate harder as he fucks himself deeper into you. your skin clapping as he pounds into you hard, hitting your spot and making you cry for him. he wheezes within the crevice of your neck, both of your moans colliding within the small enclosure, vibrating over the music flowing from his speakers. heâs fucking you faster with each thrust.
âsâso good, f-fuck,â the wind gets taken from you with every harsh pound, grunting beneath him and taking it all. he felt so fucking good, you couldnât believe you waited this long just to let him fuck you. too many opportunities missed. for good and wrongs reasons though.Â
âthatâs it, youâre such a good girl,â his mouth gives you a chaste, sloppy kiss to your pouty lips. everything he does makes you want to cum. heavier and stronger than the last. heâs a fucking trip.Â
âiâm your good girl?â your bottom lip is pulled into your mouth, teeth baring as you smile drunkenly.Â
â âcourse you are,â he kisses you again, prolonging it this time, your body slipping lower giving him the chance to fuck you even deeper, stretching you open and stuffing you full. you can feel him all in your tummy, your brows furrowed. âbetter than that. youâre my baby.âÂ
âiâm your baby?â the drag out of a whiny tone as you grip onto his chin to keep his eyes on yours has the man before you crumbling.Â
eren practically whines from the way you speak to him, molding your frame into his seat from the strength he fucked you with, listening to your pussy cry for him. âyouâre my baby.âÂ
âmy pussy loves you,â you move with him, your tight cunt squeezing him, feeling that warmth build up in your stomach.Â
âit does, huh. tell me how much, love.âÂ
âloves it so fucking much, daddy.âÂ
âthatâs what i wanted to hear,â he hisses, groaning and fucking you faster, straightening his legs so he gets a get angle, hitting into you with all his weight. âoh god, baby. you feel so fuckinâ good.âÂ
âyeah, daddy?â you whimper, biting your lip.Â
âyes, babydoll,â eren groans in agreement, cursing to himself as he slips his dick out, the two of you gasping from the disconnect, eren lifting himself from you. âbend over.â
you use the seat to turn yourself around, hiking yourself further up to give his big body space to settle behind you. you keep your thighs pressed together, shifting your ass back against him and arching your back low. you jump when he lands a heavy swat to your ass, hissing as his fingertips grip your flesh and bounce your ass back, mesmerized by how it moves. he draws his hips back, flexing his dick to make it jump into the right position to easily slide within your wet opening, the angle allowing him to hit deeper within your pussy than before.Â
âunh, sshit,â eren moans, hands grabbing either side of your hips and tugs you back, your ass clapping amongst his toned abdomen. your forehead is connected with the seat, mouth agape as you feel the swell of him slip in and out of you, eyes scrolling to the back of your skull.Â
âsshit, youâre so deep, ah!âÂ
his thrusts become more forceful, hitting even deeper within your pussy. with every stroke, he feels himself getting closer to release. eren growls, his canines grazing your skin as he leans in to bite your neck, your filthy whine only serving to heighten his arousal. he continues to thrust hard into you, each movement sending you both closer to breakage.Â
âgâna cum, baby,â eren whimpers, rolling his waist into you, that pressure in his lower abdomen threatening to break.Â
ânoo, donât cum yet,â you whine, shaking your head pleadingly. ân-not there yet.âÂ
âi wonât. wonât cum yet, baby,â he hisses in response. âwanna wait for daddy? so we can cum together?âÂ
âmmnh, wanna cum with you, baby,â your head nods drunkenly, sightly blurry. your body aches from the lack of space in the car, but it felt so good to be overpowered by him. drilling his dick into you harder.Â
âtake it fâme, ê°âĄê±.âÂ
âiâm taking it, baby. for you.âÂ
âmoan fâme,â his lips get closer to your ear, erenâs eyes squeezing tight, jaw wide as he fucks your pussy open.Â
âm-moaning for you, babyy-ah!â
âfuck it back fâme, act like you wanna get fucked,â eren growls in pleasure, his thrusts continuing.
âiâll fuck it for you, fuck it for you,â youâre straight up sobbing now, rolling your ass back to meet his rough strokes, dripping down your inner thighs. youâd never been fucked this good before in your life. could have possibly been the chemistry, or the longing for him. âooo-mnmg, i feel it.âÂ
eren smirks, his hands moving to encircle your throat. his grip tightens slightly, cutting off your air supply, his clothed chest on your back and the coldness from his silver chain tickling your flesh. âeren, ima cum again. k-keep it there.âÂ
your body shudders beneath him, waves of pleasure crashing as you feel your orgasm breaks through you, pussy clenching tightly around his cock and whimpering vehemently in his face, sobbing from your inability to withhold your orgasm as well as the overwhelming way he fucked you.Â
âren,â you weep, reaching your hand behind yourself to try to push his hips away. but he doesnât budge. eren grips your wrist to bend it still behind your back, slowing his movements the last motive.Â
âyou came without me, baby. bad girl,â he tightens his grip on your wrist, giving an open mouthed kissed over the side of your face.Â
a small cry fell from your lips. "s-sorry. fuck, rennie . . please.â
"please, what?â he grits his teeth, the shortest hairs in front sticking to his forehead while the others threaten to fall loose from the small bun on the back of his head. the silver bracelets on his wrist clanking as he yanks you back to meet his aggressive thrusts.Â
"please, erenâs-slow. iâm sensitive.âÂ
"that's not my name. what's my fuckinâ my name, ê°âĄê±?" he grunts dominantly, pressing a harsh kiss to your temple, knowing what he needs.
"s-shitâdaddy, please!âÂ
despite your pleas, he keeps fucking you mercilessly, his cock sliding in and out of your wet pussy with ease. the sensation of being buried within you is too intoxicating for him to stop.
âjusâ a little more, baby. please take it a lil more,â his hand lands heavily on your ass, slowing his thrusts a bit for your sake and to feel your pussy constrict and beg to swallow him deeper as he shifts his hips slightly back, the tip of his dick kissing your entrance before heâs shoving it back in. circling his hips, ass flexing and becoming apart of you, pushing him towards another climax.Â
âooo, you fuckinâ me so good.âÂ
â âcause itâs you, âcause i love you.âÂ
with a final powerful thrust, eren buries himself deep inside you. his cock twitches within your pussy, reaching in between to pull his dick out just in time, spurting his cum directly on your backside. your scream is deafening, covering your mouth and grinding your ass back as you cum again, unsure how thatâs fucking possible. your body betrayed you, acting as if youâve never been fucked in your whole life. but, truth be told, youâve never gotten fucked that deep, or that good.Â
âfuck!â erenâs tone is deep, stroking his dick while his other hand held your ass, thrusting into his hand to draw out every ounce of cum you wanted out of him. eren nearly collapses onto you, panting heavily as he recovers from his orgasm, slowly softening but knowing he can go another round. maybe at your house this time.
he kisses your neck softly. âare you okay, love?â
you nod, heaving, mouth dry. trying to regain your vision. ây-yeah. mâgood.â
before rolling off of you, he gives you another kiss before heâs climbing back into the drivers seat to pull his pants back up, fishing for a wipe inside of his center console.Â
youâre laying on your stomach now, cheek resting on your arms as you catch your breath, eren smiling down at you, kissing your spine as he wipes up his mess. âso pretty, baby.âÂ
that makes you weaker than anything heâd just done to you, hiding your face within your arms, still looking at his gorgeous face. he loves you so much, itâs always been clear. you hate how long itâs taken you to realize that.Â
âi donât have to think on it,â you suddenly say, eren staring intensely. your lips curve into a smile. âi know i love you too. for a while now.âÂ
the sparkle in his eyes makes your heart absolutely melt. âfor real?â
you nod. âyeah. my dream is to get you that big ass loft you want with the tall glass windows that overlook the city. decorate it how you want, be my pretty fuckin housewifââ
âshut. the. fuck. up,â eren sounds out, smushing your lips together so you wouldnât see the redness in his face. of course youâd mock him. you giggle into his mouth, squeaking when he goes to tickle your hip, eren laughing when you turn to hit his arm.Â
âseriously, eren, i hate that shit!âÂ
âblah, blah, blah. love you too.â
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.đ„ Ę Ë LEAVING LIPSTICK STAINS ON LEVI
fem!reader, sfw, fluff, you leave lipstick all over levi before a mission and the scouts find out, just something super cutesy & short while i work on some longer pieces hehe, pls ignore errors lol, 1.3k words
âpromise youâll come back in one piece?â you say, smoothing the wrinkle between leviâs brow with a kiss.Â
he glances up at you from under his lashes, crinkling his nose as a short, breathy laugh escapes him, one he tries to subdue. still, he canât deny the happiness that slips onto his features, not when joy is so fleeting because of the life that the two of you live.Â
cold hands run across your back, down to your hips as you straighten his collar, kissing his sharp cheekbones, the bridge of his nose. âiâve made it this far, havenât i?â levi mutters, squeezing your sides gently before shifting you off of his lap.
he lifts you, sets you on the edge of his desk, causing some of the papers that erwin had dropped off earlier to crinkle. a smile graces your lips as levi stands, stretching his limbs behind him, the chair pushing away from the desk with a creak.
âiâm going to be late because of you,â levi remarks, eyes narrowed playfully, but he gives you another kiss on the lips, lingering there like itâs painful to pull away.
âthen stop kissing me.â your hands splay across his chest, but you donât push him away, feeling his heart beat under his ribcage, the melody that you will always come back to. still, levi tugs your hips forward, slots in between your legs, and kisses you even deeper. âitâs time for you to go, captain levi.âÂ
a heavy sigh weighs against your mouth, his exhale warm as he pulls back. âsounds like you want me gone.âÂ
âof course i donât.â your voice softens as you play with his fingers for a moment, before he's tugging them away gently, withdrawing from your figure. âi'm going to have to find someone else to sleep next to while youâre away."
normally, you wouldâve been going with levi and the rest of the scouts, but an injury from your last mission prevented you from going on any more for a few weeks.Â
levi snorts, putting on his jacket, fixing the leather straps across his chest. âis that all iâm good for? killing titans and keeping your bed warm?â
you make a face at him, then shrug, half-hearted as he stares back at you with amusement. then, you laugh, cheerful and free; you know levi will come back to you. he has no other choice.Â
levi makes his way towards the door.Â
âlevi?âÂ
he turns, the lipstick stains still visible on his cheek, dark against his pale skin. for a moment, you wonder if you should tell himâif heâd be mad if you didnât.Â
but then you remember heâs going to meet with a squad of fifteen year olds that have all almost died alongside him. if they really have a problem with their captain being loved by you, then they donât care about him as much as you thought.Â
you smile and shake your head, voice holding just enough mischief for levi to notice. âjust be safe. i love you.âÂ
he softens. there are times where levi is hesitant to say the words, still worried you will be taken from him. but this is not one of those times. not when you will be separated for days, his life once again in danger. âi love you too, sweetheart.â
within ten minutes, levi is down to the first floor, pushing into the room where the members of his squad are already waiting.Â
heâs only a minute late, but he feels like they must have been waiting for hours, the way that they are all gawking at him with wide eyes, connieâs jaw faltering slightly. âeveryone here?â levi asks, doing a quick scan of the room, counting heads like heâs their babysitter.Â
no one says anything. erenâs eyes look like they might bulge out of his head, and jean covers his mouth, looking away as him and sasha let out a stifled giggle.Â
leviâs mouth draws into an even thinner line. âwhat the hell are you snickering about?" he grumbles, looking at each of them individually, wondering who will be the first to confess.Â
their eyes dart away dramatically, faces red. even eren, who is normally more obnoxious than the rest, seems to have run out of words to say.Â
his eye twitches; levi wonders if connieâs head might burst, or if sashaâs laugh will rip out of her first.Â
âwell?â levi asks again, snapping, already tired of this mission. a hot cup of tea sounds nice, in bed next to you.
armin, as usual, is the one to speak up when no one else has anything intelligent to say. âwell, sir,â the blonde says, gesturing towards his own face. âi thinkâŠâ
levi touches his cheek, remembering all the places youâd kissed him earlier, wearing that pretty black dress and your dark lipstick. a sigh leaves him when he pulls his fingers away, the tips coming back, smeared with a deep red.Â
he should've known.
âi see," levi says, staring for a moment, before meeting eren's eyes, his lips finally widening into a grin.
âooooh," eren sings, his expression smug as mikasa elbows him, her own features pinched tight. "the captainâs in looooove."
levi knows they are expecting a reaction, a spectacle of the fact that he adores you. but heâs never kept it a secret, and heâs certainly not ashamed of all the things he feels for you.Â
âand what if i am?â levi asks instead, pointedly staring eren down as the rest of the scouts watch the exchange. âhonestly, i am surprised no one noticed sooner.â
erenâs jaw falters a bit; a small wave of silence falls over the scouts. you and levi don't make a point of hiding your relationship, but really, levi shouldnât have been surprised that no one in his squad was observant enough to notice.Â
or so he thought, anyway.
historiaâs smaller, high-pitched voice breaks up the quiet, repeating your name back to him, as if affirmation that youâre the one he kisses goodnight. a silly question really, considering levi has never looked at anyone else with the same kind of tenderness.Â
âit is her, isnât it?â historia asks, smiling softly. âi only know because youâre always holding hands under the table when you think no one can see.â
levi raises his eyebrow. âclearly we were wrong about that.â though, of all the things to notice, he thought itâd be the way you kiss him after every mission, the way heâs harder on you than anyone else because he doesnât want to lose you.
eren shrieks your name like heâs never heard it before, and levi is starting to wonder if the boy actually is an idiot. his old squad had known immediately; petra caught you sneaking up to leviâs quarters when you thought everyone else was asleep, kissing him on the cheek when you thought everyone's back was turned.Â
itâs been a long time since then, he supposes. maybe the years have taught you subtlety.Â
âhow long have you been together?â
âdoes she actually like you?âÂ
âdo youââ connie makes a lewd gesture with his fingers. âyou know.âÂ
âconnie!â jean shouts, whacking him on the back of the head. âwhat do you think! dumbass.âÂ
âhey!" connie says, rubbing his head. âgeez. i just canât picture it.âÂ
"iâd rather you didnât." leviâs face turns sour, disturbed by a room full of teenagers discussing his private and romantic life. âbring it up again and iâll leave you outside of the wall on the next mission.â he pauses, crosses his arms with an exasperated exhale. âand she likes me just fine. at least, she has for the past five years.âÂ
âfiveââÂ
a new wave of questioning starts and levi pinches his temples, shakes his head, the red smear of lipstick still on his face.
levi almost wishes you couldâve been there to field the questions instead. youâve always been better with the kids, connected with them a lot easier than levi had.
even if it was wouldâve exposed his lovesick eyes, the tiny lift of the corner of his mouth when you were around.
heâs never been very good about hiding it anyway.
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big men with hefty muscles who purposely don't hold you still when you're having sex together - particularly when he's eating you out - purely because he wants you to think you have a chance at escaping his overstimulating grasp. no no no, he wants you to run away. he wants you to run away so he can yank you back to your place by your ankle, before giving you a knowing look. he loves seeing the sudden shock and fear over come your face before it contorts into pleasure once again. and instead of fear coming on your face, you come on his. he truly loves his life and more importantly he loves you.
Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Toji, Kishibe, Kenpachi, Shuhei, Shunsui, Reiner, Choso, Sae, anyone else đ€
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"Sh-shitt..m'sorry!"
He was practically a mess , shaking beneath you as you sat on his lap , cock sitting snuggly inside you
He had his hands tied behind his back , which rested against the headboard of the bed,hair clung to his forehead , his face a deep red shade as he tried to catch his breath and stop his tears
"I'm not sure if you really are."
Playing mind games with him , he knew he didn't mean to entertain other girls , he was really clueless and thought she was just being kind?
Pathetic
"Pleasepleaseplease-fuck- I won't talk to her , I'll block her please!"
Oh that was music to your ears , kissing him all over his face , covering him in a dark red lipstick before taking his phone , snapping a few pics of him , eyes low and clouded as he made the effort to smile , before posting it on his story
Setting his phone aside , placing your hands on his shoulders and bouncing on him , trying to set a steady pace but you really wanted to cum aswell , just wanting to get to your high
Snap!
The sound of the cuffs breaking rung around the whole room before he set his rough hands on your hips , snapping his at a fast and violent pace to meet your,,weak,, thrusts
"M'Sorry-ah-i can't help myself-"
Mumbling apologies and praises in your ear as he held you closer , promising to make it up to you for this , the grip on your hips far too tight ,,, it's definitely bruising ,,, promising you everything that his fogged up brain can think of
Puffy lips kissing onto your neck , legs shaking as he was nearing his high ,,, both of you knowing it doesn't end there ,,, meanwhile you've already came , fucked out from his ruthless attack on your collarbone and poor pussy
It's gonna be a long night
Armin , Choso , Kirishima , Tamaki , Deku and chosen character
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đđ đđąđ«đŹđ đĄđąđŹ đ«đđđđđąđšđ§ đ°đđŹ đ€đąđ§đđ đ„đąđ€đ..
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đđźđ đ°đĄđđ§ đĄđ đŹđđ° đđĄđ đŹđđ đ„đšđšđ€ đšđ§ đđĄđ đ©đđ«đŹđšđ§ đđđđ, đ§đšđ đđš đŠđđ§đđąđšđ§ đđĄđ đđđđ«đŹ đ°đĄđš đ°đđŹ đŹđ„đšđ°đ„đČ đ©đ«đąđđ€đąđ§đ đšđźđ đąđ§ đđĄđ đđšđ«đ§đđ« đšđ đĄđąđŹ đđČđđŹ, đĄđ đ€đ§đđ° đąđ đ°đđŹ đ«đđđ„, đđ§đ đ§đšđ đŹđšđŠđ đđźđŠđ đŁđšđ€đ đČđšđź đ°đšđźđ„đ đđ„đ°đđČđŹ đ©đźđ„đ„ đšđ§ đĄđąđŠ.
đđ đ°đšđźđ„đ đŹđĄđšđšđ đđĄđ đ©đđ«đŹđšđ§ đ đŹđĄđšđ«đ đđźđ đŹđđ«đšđ§đ đ đ„đđ«đ đđ§đ đŠđźđŠđŠđđ« đ đȘđźđąđđ€ âđđĄđđ§đ€ đČđšđź đđšđ« đđđ„đ„đąđ§đ đŠđâ đđđđšđ«đ đĄđ đ„đđđ đđš đđąđđĄđđ« đ đš đđš đĄđąđŹ đđšđ«đŠ đšđ« đšđźđđŹđąđđ đđš đ đđ đŹđšđŠđ đđ«đđŹđĄ đđąđ«.
(đđđđŹ đŹđđČ đĄđ đ°đđ§đ đšđźđđŹđąđđ)
đđŹ đĄđ đ°đđ§đ đšđźđđŹđąđđ đđ§đ đđšđźđ§đ đ đ©đ„đđđ đđĄđđ đĄđ đđšđźđ„đ đ«đđ„đđ± đđ§đ đ„đđ đšđźđ đĄđąđŹ đđđđ„đąđ§đ đŹ đ°đĄđąđđšđźđ đ§đšđšđ§đ đ§đšđđąđđąđ§đ đĄđ đąđ§đŹđđđ§đđ„đČ đđđ„đ„ đđš đĄđąđŹ đ€đ§đđđŹ, đđ«đČđąđ§đ , đ°đĄđąđŠđ©đđ«đąđ§đ , đŹđđ«đđđŠđąđ§đ , đĄđšđ„đđąđ§đ đđ«đšđźđ§đ đĄđąđŹ đŹđđšđŠđđđĄ đđŹ đĄđ đđĄđšđźđ đĄđ đđđšđźđ đ°đđČđŹ đČđšđź đđšđźđ„đ đĄđđŻđ đđđđ§ đ€đąđ„đ„đđ. đđąđ©đ©đđ đźđ© đąđ§ đŹđĄđ«đđđŹ đđČ đđąđđđ§đŹ đ°đĄđš đ°đđŹ đđąđ đĄđđąđ§đ đđš đđđ đČđšđź? đđđđđ§ đ„đąđ€đ đĄđąđŹ đŠđšđđĄđđ«? đđ« đŠđđČđđ đČđšđź đ°đđ«đ đđšđŠđąđ§đ đđš đŹđđŻđ đĄđąđŠ đđ§đ đđŠđąđ« đŹđȘđźđđđłđđ đđĄđ đ„đąđŻđąđ§đ đ„đąđđ đšđźđ đšđ đČđšđź đđ§đ đđĄđ«đđ° đČđšđź đšđ§ đđĄđ đ đ«đšđźđ§đ?
đđ đ°đšđźđ„đ đŹđđČ đđĄđąđ§đ đŹ đđš đĄđąđŠđŹđđ„đ đ„đąđ€đ.
-đđĄđąđŹ đąđŹ đŁđźđŹđ đ đđ«đđđŠ! đđđ€đ đźđ© đ§đšđ° đ đšđ đđđŠđŠđąđ!
- đđĄđąđŹ đąđŹ đđ„đ„ đČđšđźđ« đđđźđ„đ đïżœïżœđđ§! đđ đČđšđź đŁđźđŹđ đđđđ§ đđĄđđ«đ đđš đ©đ«đšđđđđ đĄđđ«/đĄđąđŠ!
- đđŠ đ°đšđ«đđĄđ„đđŹđŹ, đąđŠ đŹđđźđ©đąđ, đąđŠ đđźđŠđ, đąđŠ đ đđđđČ đ°đĄđš đđ„đ°đđČđŹ đ§đđđđŹ đđš đđ đŹđđŻđđ. đđŻđđ«đČđšđ§đ đ°đĄđš đđąđđ đđ«đČđąđ§đ đđš đŹđđŻđ đŠđ đđđŹđŹđđ«đŻđđ đđš đ„đąđŻđ đ°đĄđąđ„đ đą đŹđĄđšđźđ„đ đĄđđŻđ đđđđ§ đđđđ!
đđ đ„đšđšđ€đđ đźđ© đđš đđĄđ đŹđ€đČ, đ°đĄđąđ đđđđ«đŹ đąđ§ đĄđąđŹ đđČđđŹ đđ§đ đ°đđđđĄđđ đđĄđ đŹđđđ«đŹ, đŹđšđŠđđđĄđąđ§đ đČđšđź đđ§đ đĄđąđŠ đ°đšđźđ„đ đđ„đ°đđČđŹ đđš đđšđ đđđĄđđ«. đČđšđź đđšđš đđ„đ°đđČđŹ đĄđđ„đ đĄđđ§đđŹ đđ§đ đźđŹđđ đČđšđźđ« đšđđĄđđ« đđ«đđ đĄđđ§đ đđš đŹđĄđšđ° đđđđĄđšđđĄđđ« đŹđđđ« đŹđąđ đ§đŹ. ( đđš đ«đđŠđđ§đđąđ)
đđšđź đ°đđ«đ đŁđźđŹđ đ„đąđ€đ đđ«đŠđąđ§, đđđ đđ« đđš đ€đ§đšđ° đđđšđźđ đ„đąđđ đđđĄđąđ§đ đđĄđ đ°đđ„đ„đŹ/ đŹđđ„đ đšđđđđ§. đđ«đđ§ đ„đšđŻđđ đđĄđđ đđđšđźđ đČđšđź, đČđšđź đĄđđ đđąđ đđ«đđđŠđŹ đČđšđź đ°đšđźđ„đ đđźđ„đ„đđąđ„. đđ«đđ§ đĄđđ đ©đ«đšđŠđąđŹđđ đđš đđ đđĄđđ«đ đ°đĄđąđ đČđšđź đ°đĄđđ§ đČđšđź đ°đšđźđ„đ đŹđđ đđĄđ đŹđđ„đđČ đšđđđđ§, đđŻđđ§ đŹđĄđđ«đ đ đđđđĄ đđšđ đđđĄđđ« đąđ§ đđĄđ đđđ„đŠ đ°đđđđ«.
đđšđ° đĄđ đđšđźđ„đđ§âđ đđŻđđ§ đđźđ„đ„đđąđ„ đšđ§đ đ°đąđŹđĄ, đĄđ đĄđđ đđš đđš đąđ đđ„đ„ đđ„đšđ§đ.. đđšđ đĄđ đ€đ§đđ° đĄđ đ°đšđźđ„đ đŠđąđŹđŹ đČđšđź đŹđš đŠđźđđĄ.
đđ«đŠđąđ§ đđ«đ„đđ«đ
đđšđšđ« đđ«đŠđąđ§. đđŹ đŹđšïżœïżœïżœđ§ đđŹ đĄđ đĄđđđ«đđ đđĄđ đđ°đš đ°đšđ«đđŹ đĄđ đ§đđŻđđ« đ°đąđŹđĄđđ đđš đĄđđđ« âđ/đ, đđđđâ. đđąđŹ đđČđđŹ đđđ đąđ§ đđš đ đđ đđšđ đ đČ đđ§đ đĄđąđŹ đđ«đđđđĄ đĄđąđđđĄđđ.
đđ đąđŹ đđĄđ đ©đđ«đŹđšđ§ đ°đĄđš đ§đđđđŹ đŹđšđŠđđšđ§đ đđš đđ±đ©đ«đđŹđŹ đĄđąđŹ đđđđ„đąđ§đ s đđš, đđ±đđŠđ©đ„đ : đđ«đđ§ đđ§đ đđąđ€đđŹđ.
đđ đđ«đźđŹđđđ đđĄđđŠ, đđ§đ đĄđ đđšđźđ„đ đđ«đČ đĄđšđ° đŠđźđđĄ đđ§đ đđŹ đ„đšđ§đ đđŹ đĄđ đ°đđ§đđđ đđš đđĄđđŠ. đđĄđđČ đ°đĄđšđźđ„đđ§âđ đŁđźđđ đ đĄđąđŠ.
đđ đ°đšđźđ„đ đđ«đđąđ§ đđđ% đŠđšđ«đ đđĄđđ§ đĄđ đźđŹđđ đđš. đđźđŹđ đđĄđ đđđđ„đąđ§đ đšđ đ§đšđ đđđ đąđ§ đđđ„đ đđš đ©đ«đšđđđđ đČđšđź đŠđđđ đĄđąđŠ đđđđ„ đ°đđđ€. đđ đĄđđ đđš đ đđ đŹđđ«đšđ§đ đđ«. đđš đ§đšđ đ„đšđŹđ đđ§đČđšđ§đ đđ„đŹđ đđ„đšđŹđ.
đđ đ°đšđźđ„đ đđđ đąđ§ đŹđ„đđđ©đąđ§đ đ°đĄđąđ đ đđ±đđ«đ đđ„đđ§đ€đt, đ©đ«đđđđ§đđąđ§đ đąđ đ°đđŹ đČđšđź đĄđ đ°đđŹ đĄđźđ đ đąđ§đ .
đđ đ°đšđźđ„đ đđđ% đđĄđąđ§đ€ đđđšđźđ đČđšđź đđŻđđ«đČ đŠđąđŹđŹđąđšđ§ đĄđ đĄđđ. đđšđ° đĄđ đĄđđ đđš đŹđźđ«đŻđąđŻđ đđš đđĄđ đŻđđ«đČ đđ§đ. đđšđ° đČđšđź đ°đđ«đ đ°đđđđĄđąđ§đ đĄđąđŠ. đđ đđ„đŹđš đ€đ§đđ° đČđšđź đ°đđ«đ đ©đ«đđČđąđ§đ đđ«đšđŠ đĄđđđŻđđ§ đđš đĄđđŻđ đĄđąđŠ đŹđźđ«đŻđąđŻđ đđĄđąđŹ đ«đšđźđ§đ.
đđĄđđ§ đĄđ đđšđźđ§đ đšđźđ đđĄđđ«đ đ«đđđ„đ„đČ đąđŹ đ đđąđ đŹđđ„đđČ đšđđđđ§, đĄđ đ°đšđźđ„đ đđ±đđąđđđđ„đČ đđđ„đ„ đČđšđźđ« đ đ«đđŻđ đđŻđđ«đČđđĄđąđ§đ , đđŻđđ«đČ đŹđąđ§đ đ„đ đđđđđąđ„. đđ„đđ§đđŹ, đŹđĄđđđ„đŹ, đĄđšđ° đąđ đŹđđąđ§đ đŹ đąđ đđĄđ đ°đđđđ« đđšđźđđĄ đČđšđźđ« đđČđđŹ. đđđđđđđđđđ!
đđšđŠđđđąđŠđđŹ đĄđ đ°đšđźđ„đ đđ«đČ đĄđąđŠđŹđđ„đ đđš đŹđ„đđđ©. đđĄđ đđĄđšđźđ đĄđ đđđšđźđ đČđšđź đĄđđ«đ đ°đĄđąđ đĄđąđŠ đąđŹ đŁđźđŹđ đđš đ đšđšđ đđš đđ đđ«đźđ.
đđđđ§ đđąđ«đŹđđđąđ§
đđ đĄđđ„đ đąđ§ đĄđąđŹ đđđđ«đŹ, đĄđąđŹ đĄđđđ«đ đđ«đšđ©đ©đđ đđš đđĄđ đđšđđđšđŠ đšđ đĄđąđŹ đŹđđšđŠđđđĄ, đĄđąđŹ đ„đđ đŹ đ đđđđąđ§đ đŁđđ„đ„đČ. đđĄđ đ©đđ«đŹđšđ§ đđšđźđ„đ đŹđđ đŹđšđŠđ đđđđ«đŹ đđšđ«đŠđąđ§đ đđźđ đđđđ§ đȘđźđąđđ€đ„đČ đ°đąđ©đđ đđĄđđŠ đđ°đđČ đđđđšđ«đ đđĄđ đđĄđšđźđ đĄđ đđŻđđ§ đđđŠđ đąđ§ đđĄđ đšđđĄđđ«âđŹ đŠđąđ§đ.
đđ đ°đšđźđ„đ đ€đąđ§đđ đđ đ„đąđ€đ đđ«đđ§, đ§đđđđđ đđš đ đđ đšđźđ đđ«đšđŠ đđĄđđ«đ đđŹ đŹđšđšđ§ đđŹ đ©đšđŹđŹđąđđ„đ đšđ« đĄđ đ°đšđźđ„đ đđ±đ©đ„đšđđ đąđ§ đđąđđđđ«đđ§đ đđŠđšđđąđšđ§đŹ!
đđ đ«đđ§ đšđźđ đđ§đ đđšđźđ§đ đĄđąđŠđŹđđ„đ đ đȘđźđąđđ đ©đ„đđđ đđš đŹđąđ đđšđ°đ§ đđ§đ đđĄđąđ§đ€.
đđđ§đČ đđĄđšđźđ đĄđđŹ đđđŠđ đąđ§ đĄđąđŹ đŠđąđ§đ đđŹ đĄđ đđąđ đŹđš.
- đđąđ đĄđ đ„đšđŹđ đČđšđź đŁđźđŹđ đ„đąđ€đ đđđ«đđš?
- đđŹ đđĄđąđŹ đ đđ«đđđŠ? đđ§đ đąđŹ đĄđ đŹđšđšđ§ đ°đđ€đąđ§đ đźđ©? đđ đ©đąđ§đđĄđđ đĄđąđŠđŹđđ„đ đŁđźđŹđ đđš đđĄđđđ€.
đđš. đđ đđđ«đđđąđ§đ„đČ đ°đđŹđđ§âđ đ đđ«đđđŠ.
đđĄđ đŹđđŠđ đ§đąđ đĄđ đđĄđđ«đ đ°đđ«đ đđźđ«đ§đąđ§đ đšđ đđĄđ đđšđđąđđŹ đđĄđđ đ«đđđđ§đđ„đČ đđąđđ, đĄđ đ°đđđđĄđđ đąđ§ đđđ«đ«đšđ« đđŹ đĄđ đŹđđ° đČđšđźđ« đđšđđČ đ đđđđąđ§đ đđĄđ«đšđ°đđ đąđ§đđš đđĄđ đĄđšđ, đ°đđ«đŠ, đđźđ«đ§đąđ§đ đđąđ«đ. đđ đŹđđ«đđđŠđđ, đ«đđđđĄđąđ§đ đšđźđ đđš đČđšđź. đđźđ đąđ đ°đđŹ đđš đ„đđđ, đČđšđźđ« đđšđđČ đ°đđŹ đđźđ«đ§đąđ§đ đąđ§đđš đđŹđĄđđŹ..
đđ đ°đšđźđ„đ đđąđ đĄđ đ°đĄđąđ đđ«đđ§ đŠđšđ«đ, đĄđ đ°đđŹ đŠđźđđĄ đŠđšđ«đ đ đ«đźđŠđ©đČ, đđ§đ đŠđđ đđđđđ« đČđšđźđ« đđđđđĄ, đđ§đ đ§đšđ° đČđšđź đ°đđ«đđ§âđ đđĄđđ«đ đđš đđ«đđđ€ đđĄđ đđąđ đĄđ đđ©đđ«đ. đđđ„đ„ đĄđąđŠ đĄđšđ° đĄđ đ°đđŹ đ đđđ đđšđČ đđ§đ đ đąđŻđ đĄđąđŠ đ đȘđźđąđđ€ đđźđ đ„đšđŻđđ„đČ đ€đąđŹđŹ đšđ§ đĄđąđŹ đđĄđđđ€.
đđ đŠđąđŹđŹđđ đČđšđź đŹđš đđđŠđ§ đŠđźđđĄ..
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đđŹ đŹđšđšđ§ đđŹ đđšđ§đ§đąđ đĄđđđ«đđ đđĄđ đ§đđ°đŹ đšđ đČđšđźđ« đđđđđĄ đĄđ đ©đđŹđŹđđ đšđźđ.
đđ đ°đšđ€đ đźđ© đąđ§ đĄđąđŹ đđđ, đ đ„đąđ đĄđ đŹđĄđšđšđđąđ§đ đĄđąđŹ đđČđđŹ đđŹ đĄđ đĄđđ«đđ„đČ đđ„đšđŹđđ đđĄđđŠ đđ đđąđ§. đđđ«đ§đąđ§đ đ đ đ«đźđ§đ đđ«đšđŠ đĄđąđŹ đđĄđ«đšđđ.
đđ đđąđđ§đ đ«đđŠđđŠđđđ« đĄđšđ° đĄđ đ đšđ đĄđđ«đ, đđ„đ„ đĄđ đđšđźđ„đ đđĄđąđ§đ€ đđđšđźđ đ°đđŹ đđĄđ đ„đđŹđ đđĄđąđ§đ đĄđ đĄđđđ«đđ đđđđšđ«đ đĄđ đđšđ„đ„đđ©đŹđđ. đđšđź đ°đđ«đ đđđđ..
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đđ đąđ§đ§đŹđđđ§đđ„đČ đŹđđđ«đđđ đŹđšđđđąđ§đ đđČ đđĄđ đđĄđšđźđ đĄđ đšđ đČđšđź, đĄđ đ°đšđźđ„đ đ§đđŻđđ« đđŻđđ« đ đđ đđĄđ đđĄđđ§đđ đđš đđđ„đ€ đ°đĄđąđ đČđšđź, đĄđźđ đČđšđź, đđđđ đđđ!? đđĄđđ đđšđźđ„đ đ©đšđŹđŹđąđđ„đ đđ đ°đšđ«đŹđ đđĄđđ§ đđĄđđ!?
đđ đ€đ§đđ°.. đđąđŹ đŠđąđ§đ đŹđ„đšđ°đ„đČ đđĄđšđźđ đĄđ đđđđ€.. đđ đ°đšđźđ„đ đ§đđŻđđ« đđŻđđ«, đđ đđđ„đ đđš đŹđđđ«đđđ„đČ đŹđ§đđđ€ đšđźđ đ°đĄđąđ đČđšđź đđ§đ đźđŹđ âđšđđŠ đ đđđ«â đđš đ°đđđđĄ đđĄđ đŹđđđ«đŹ đđ đđĄđ đĄđąđ đĄđđŹđ đđ«đđ đđ«đđ§đđĄ.
đđ đĄđźđ đ đđ đĄđąđŠđŹđđ„đ đđ§đ đŹđđđ«đđđ đđš đđĄđąđ§đ€ đđđđ€ đđš đđĄđ đ„đđŹđ đđąđŠđ đČđšđź đđ°đš đŹđ©đđ§đ đđšđ đđđĄđđ«. đđąđŹ đđĄđ«đšđđ đŹđđđ«đđđ đđš đĄđźđ«đ, đĄđąđŹ đŹđđšđŠđđđĄ đŹđđđ«đđđ đđš đĄđźđ«đ đđŻđđ§ đ°đšđ«đŹđ. đđ đđđ„đ đŹđąđđ€ đđ§đ đ°đđđ€ đđČ đđĄđ đđĄđšđźđ đĄđ đšđ đ§đđŻđđ« đđđ„đ đđš đŹđđ đČđšđź đđ đđąđ§..
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#attack on titan#aot#Y/N X aot#aot x reader#armin aot#eren aot#eren yeager#jean kirstein#connie springer#levi heichou#levi ackerman#light angst#sadcore#cute? maybe?#how they react
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"Get on top." Levi says, changing the position, you catch your breath, barely hearing his words. You take a moment before looking down at him, his hands gripping your hips tightly, cock still inside of you. "You expect me to do that after you just took me to pound town for good 40 minutes?" The scowl on Levi's face almost makes you laugh, it was the truth tho, you can barley feel your legs and you don't have the energy to ride him. "Tch." He flips you onto your back again before taking your legs and pulling them on his shoulders. "I'll show you fucking pound town." He starts to thrust into you again harder than before, you really asked for it now....
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let me tell you about the guys who are obssesed with your cute glasses. if you tell him you're gonna put your glasses away when you have sex, he insists on you keeping them on. he has to shut his eyes when you finally take him in your mouth. the looks on your face you're wearing while you peek at him thru your glasses is too much for him. it's not even your tongue that's making him this weak, it's your glasses.
"let me give you a break." he tells you, pulling his cock from your mouth.
"i know, baby." he coos when you whine at the loss of the weight of his cock. you want him back inside.
he grabs your chin with one hand while he strokes himself with the other. sometimes he gets so carried away that the bumps his cock on your nose, making your giggle. but he's just too lost because of your glasses.
"im gonna cum, baby." he groans, feeling the orgasm rushing thru his body. suddently, white ropes of cum paint your face, landing right at your glasses. you go to wipe them clean, but he stops you, emptying his last drops on them to prohibit you from seeing.
"good girl," he tells you, cradling your head in his hands, "now you look like you're mine."
#aot x reader#aot smut#attack on titan smut#aot headcanons#attack on titan x reader#attack on titan x you#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jjk smut#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen smut#jujutsu kaisen x y/n
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âwaterworksâ
âshitt- hear her talkinâ to me, ma?â
connie is a messy man. heâll fuck you for hours cause heâs not satisfied until you make a mess of his sheets to the point he has to wash them and yall sit on the couch in his living room or on the floor until theyâre done.
âf-uck conn~! too muchâŠ!â
âuh-uh, take this shit.â
he fucks you deeper, guttural moans escaping out your throat as you become putty in his hands, your slick dripping down between your asscheeks.
âthere you goâŠyeahhhhh..â
the sound of his dick sliding in and out of your sopping cunny is pornographic at this point. he bends your legs to your ears, pressing down on your lower stomach as he tries to coax an orgasm out of you.
âconn-nieâŠwaitt~âŠâ
he smiles in response to your plea, smacking his hips against your skin with more force. your moans turn into squeals, your eyes rolling into the back of your head.
âoh shit..damn..â
clear juices fly out of your hole and spray onto yourself and his stomach. a shit eating grin forms on his face, pulling back a bit so he can get a better view.
âthere you go mama, let that shit out. let it outâ
you continue squirting on him as he fucks you through it, grunting heavily as he feels your wall spasm around him and your wetness. his thumb finds your clit, added an extra sensation of pleasure.
âmessy little slutâŠion know what imma do with you..â
he absolutely loves it.
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take it
âfuckk-k! no⊠shit!â you sob tryna push connieâs thick hands away from holding your thighs up to your ears.
âpushin me away wont make this shit better ma, take it.â he was right, you knew damn well connie was way stronger than you. only thing you could do was take it
you feel like your aching everywhere, you shouldâve just kept your mouth shut though. you always had to get the last word. connie had it today.
âcon⊠baby pleasee im sorryâŠ. fuck im so fuckin- mmmmph!â you sholll wasnât apologizin when you was telling connie âbout himself though⊠he chuckles at your pleads, he dont give a damn. âlook at me mama⊠câmon open yo eyes, look at me.â he dont break eye contact, his dick drilling into each stroke make you feel like you was on cloud 9
you look at him tears uncontrollably pouring down your cheeks. your hands reach to his chest trying so hard to slow him down. he reaches down and start kissing you deeply not stoping. his tounge goes down your throat as he captures all your moans.
âyou doing so good fâme taking this dick baby, you like this? hm?â you donât answer, hell you cant answer he knows you canât. âyoun hear me talking to you?â he starts getting sloppy, heâs about to cum but he wants you to finish first (he aint no bitch)
âi can-t please daddy fuck dont⊠ughhhhh dont fucking stopp.â connie love hearing you, sumn about how sweet your moans flow through his ears, it only turns him on more. âcâmon ⊠shittt mama make a mess for me.â your eyes roll back and you mouth hangs open. you hands reach for connie, he grabs abs both your hands and puts them above your head
âcum baby.â he whispers in your neck.
moans finally spill from your pretty lips as you release, you cant feel not a damn thing but connieâs seed spilling into you. body trembling as he pulls out. connie looks down and watches you and his cum pour out of you âfuck you so pretty.â
without a word he licks up the mess and snickers ass you try and run away from it. âma dont runâŠâ
âgimme one moreâ
ââââââââââââââââââ
im on my bs
this my first post ntm
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à±šà§ Ë àŁȘâč COME BACK TO BED â levi ackerman
summary . . . you crave levi, but he isn't there when you wake up.
contents . . . f!reader, nsfw mdni, cock warming, office (?) sex, creampie, piv, unprotected sex, fluff, honestly i haven't been in much of a mood to write smut but this has been in my drafts for a while so it gets really soft at the endâ 2.2k
you walk into the room, frowning at the sight of your lover still behind his desk, bent over the parchment. light shadows his face, sparkling over him like a candle, illuminating him in a yellow hue. heâs so beautiful, and you ache for him. the desperation inside of you only grows, even though it is dually coated in worry.Â
âlevi?â you say, lips drawn down as you approach, blinking away your sleepiness. âwhy are you still working?âÂ
itâs nearly three in the morning; the bed was cold and empty when you left, and the middle of winter was unforgiving. though levi didnât sleep often, he, at least, made an effort to when you were at his side. tonight, though, it seems heâs given up on the matter, scribbling notes on the paperwork instead.
âi have to finish this by tomorrow,â levi says, dismissive, not even bothering to glance up.Â
your frown deepens, and you repeat his name, softer as you come around the side of the desk. youâd woken up so desperate for him, and when he was not there to coax an orgasm out of you, youâd tried to take on the task yourself.Â
though, your fingers didnât feel as nice as his did, hadnât reached the places inside of you that his cock could. and, you craved it, craved him so much that you hadnât been able to go back to sleep.Â
âcome back to bed,â you mutter, but even then, you can hear the desperation in your voice, the subtle tone that it takes on whenever you want him badly.Â
his writing stops. he turns back to you, eyes hardening as you place a gentle hand on his shoulder. you run your soft fingertips along the juncture between his neck and jaw, batting your eyelashes at him so sweetly.Â
thereâs a dark look in his irises that you pick up on easily, but you canât tell if heâs irritated with you, or if itâs the lust that is spreading in the ocean of his eyes. his jaw sets, and his normally straight mouth draws tighter. âi have to finish this.âÂ
âcan i stay here, then?âÂ
he sticks his tongue into the side of his cheek. âiâmââ
you can already hear his protest, how heâll say your name so softly in an apology, kiss you on the lips before sending you back to your shared room. but youâre determined to get your way tonight, and you can feel the wetness gathering between your legs, the ache still thrumming through your body.Â
âwant you inside me, levi,â you say softly, almost begging as you lean down to whisper into his ear. âplease.âÂ
levi stops, eyeing you with the intensity that he faces with everyone, an intensity that doesnât always soften for you. still, by now, youâre used to it â find it endearing, really, how serious he can be.Â
âyou going to be a distraction?â levi scans your face.Â
you jut your lower lip out just a bit, almost pouting, âno,â you promise. âjust want to feel you.âÂ
for a moment, he considers, before finally relenting. levi sighs, then pulls back the chair, his strong thighs on display as you maneuver yourself onto his lap. even the brief feeling of his knee against your clothed cunt sends a sharp whimper through you.Â
âyou canât move. iâve put this off for long enough.âÂ
âsince when did you care about any of that?â you ask, yawning as you slip your pants off your hips. âi thought hange did the paperwork, anyway.âÂ
âif only.â he gives you a pointed look, tracing your jaw with his thumb. âjust sit still.âÂ
levi focuses his attention back on the paperwork, and when you spare a brief glance at it, you notice that itâs reports from the past few missions. for the government in the interior, assigned specifically to captain levi.Â
you refrain from a sarcastic remark, and instead, slide leviâs zipper down, waiting for any reaction. he gives you none, signs his name on the bottom line, and flips the parchment over.Â
âlevi,â you start, but he shushes you again, kissing your cheek dismissively.Â
âno talking.âÂ
âyouâre so rude.âÂ
he raises his eyebrow, but you slide his cock out of his pants, warming it in your palm. a soft little sigh leaves him as you stroke him until heâs hard, but he schools his expression into a neutral position, leaning back in the chair.Â
youâre naked from the waist down, but he doesnât seem to care. with something of a frown, you slip his cock inside you and sink your hips down. your fingers dig into his shoulders as you move, sliding right into him.
leviâs dark eyes dart towards you. âshit,â he gasps, his other hand holding onto your hips. âwhy are you so wet already?âÂ
a small whimper leaves you as he fills you up, stretches your walls, as you settle onto his cock. though it feels so good, you squeeze his arms and try not to move. âyou werenât there when i woke up,â you say, resting your head on his shoulder and pressing a kiss to the space between his neck. âso i tried to take care of it myself.â
leviâs eyes flash. âdirty girl.â his voice is deeper, a rumble that you feel in his chest. âcouldnât help but touch yourself to the thought of me when i wasnât there, hm? but i bet your fingers werenât enough, were they?âÂ
you exhale deeply, shaking with the need to move as your walls flutter around him. âlevi.âÂ
âneeded my cock inside you instead, didnât you, love? probably wouldâve begged me to fuck you until you were tired enough to fall back asleep.âÂ
âgod, levi, please.â you start, and you shift your hips once. your clit rubs right against him, his long cock settling inside you as a heavy moan almost escapes. instead, you bite down hard on his neck; but levi forces you down even harder on his lap, his eyes relentless.Â
âi told you not to move, didnât i?â
you blink back at him, but his face is serious, hardened lines stretching from each angle of his face. and though you want fuck yourself on his dick, and every atom in your being tells you to do so, you listen to him. somehow, you refrain from shifting your hips again.
sitting still, you bury your face into his neck and heave a great sigh, brushing the delicate skin beneath his jaw.Â
âgood girl,â levi says flippantly, his long, slender finger grazing up your spine. the simple words alone send a pulse straight through your body, and you whimper against him, your cunt squeezing tighter, wet from the deep intonation of his voice.Â
levi says nothing else, but you can feel his smirk as he kisses your temple. he never fails to remind you how precious you are to him, even when he is a bit short with you. and even though he is never the best about telling you how much he loves you, his affections run deep.
he plays with the end of your hair, soothingly, and though you canât ignore him deep inside you, it almost lulls you back into a peaceful sleep.Â
after what feels like hours of subtle torture, you speak again.Â
âlevi,â you hum against his throat, when he flips another page, signing his name on the dotted line. âi love you so much.âÂ
his hand stills on your back, fingers tapping once against your spine before resuming. itâs still difficult for him to repeat the words, but you know itâs only out of his fear that you will one day be taken away from him. levi squeezes your hip once more, huffs, and sets the pen down.Â
âiâm certain you know how much you mean to me,â levi returns, pulling you away from his neck so that youâre able to face him once again. âyouâre supposed to be being quiet.âÂ
his face is stern, but his eyes are anything but; soft and loving. leviâs cheeks are flushed red, and though he is strong â the strongest â that alone is not enough to combat how he feels when heâs inside you. it brings a small, knowing smile to your face.
âi was being sweet,â you say, sleepily, testing your luck by lifting your hips and settling them once more. the feeling is more intense than youâd expected, and a little moan escapes your mouth, lips parting softly. âi do love you.âÂ
âiâm certain youâre just trying to butter me up,â leviâs mouth is against your own, the words leaving on a shaky breath, tickling your skin. âso you can get what you want.âÂ
you laugh, fanning your fingertips against his cheeks. âis it working?â
levi spares you one more hardened expression, tightly drawing his mouth together, before heâs lifting you, shifting you onto the desk, your back pressed against the papers. âunfortunately,â he grunts, kissing all over your face before he threads his fingers with your own. âgod. the things you do to me. canât think straight.âÂ
he thrusts up into you, hard, and you close your eyes, kissing him, much more slowly than the pace he sets with his hips. levi squeezes your palm tightly, the other roaming across your chest, your stomach, before settling at your hips. âyouâre everything to me, you know? my beautiful girl. donât know what iâd do without you.âÂ
you smile against his mouth and tug at his hair with your free hand, feeling the soft tendrils between your fingers. itâs ironic, that he thinks youâre beautiful, when youâre certain heâs the most angelic creature youâve ever seen. âiâm not going anywhere, levi. i promise.âÂ
levi speeds up, involuntarily, eyes so intense as he watches every subtle change of your expression. but you are too sleepy to do much but breathe into his mouth, soft little moans that have levi thrusting into you twice as hard.
it doesnât take long for him to coax the first orgasm out of you, and youâre barely able to whisper his name before you clench around him, squeezing the palm thatâs still locked within your own.
levi smiles, but itâs snarky, a mix between satisfaction and annoyance. âlooks like you got your way after all.âÂ
you laugh, breathless, kissing across his cheeks as he grows sloppy, chest heaving with the weight of his exhales. though levi wants to pin this all on you, you can tell that he needs to relax too. the past few hours without a moment of sleep, doing nothing but paperwork, have taken a toll on him.Â
âmust be so hard for you, huh?â you tease, eyelashes fluttering closed as you lean against him, letting your forehead drop to his shoulder. âgetting to fuck me on a desk like this. what a chore.âÂ
âyou shouldnât talk to your captain like that,â levi teases, but he groans out the last few words, cheeks flushed from how close he is. lazily, your fingers run across his chest, and though a second orgasm is steadily building, you want to watch him come apart first.
âperhaps,â you say, smiling as you kiss his chest, your hair tickling the bottom of his jaw. âbut iâm not talking to my captain, iâm talking to you, levi.â you lean back up to kiss him, once, again, just the softest brush of your lips. âand i want you to cum inside me.âÂ
leviâs eyes flash, and you can see the moment that he unravels, the next few seconds where his movements get erratic. then, his features change, plump bottom lip separating from the top one. the look in his eyes grows distant, and his stomach flexes, abs tightening, before the heat of his cum shoots inside of you.Â
levi topples onto you, his chest landing on yours as you fall back onto the desk. his cock finally slips out of you.
âshit,â levi says, running his hands along your thighs, sweaty skin sticking to each other. âweâre going to ruin the papers.âÂ
âwho cares,â you yawn, rubbing your eyes before encircling leviâs neck with your arms. âthe military police can deal with the mess.â
âyouâre disgusting.âÂ
âtheyâd probably get off on it, donât you think? the interior is full of hedonists anyway.â
levi snorts. âmaybe. but i prefer not to think about how they spend their free time.â
you laugh again, just a breath of air, and settle against him. levi is warm, his arms are strong, and he smells clean; a mix of soap and the sweet fragrant of citrus. he holds you so gently, despite all of the hardness that lingers in his body. youâve never known anyone to feel so much like home.
âwill you come to bed now?â you ask sleepily. âi donât want to go to sleep alone.âÂ
levi softens, and he traces your cheekbone with his thumb, as best he can at the awkward angle. âsure, love. i should get some rest anyway.â
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eren loves thunderstorms.
he loves the way the electricity crackling in the sky turns into background noise as he places himself so deeply inside you. you feel full, as always. erenâs head lays next to yours on the cold fluffy pillow, his body fitting perfectly on top of yours. his weight only made your head go even dizzier. your plush thighs welcome erenâs shamelessly slim waist, your mixed arousal making a mess on your thighs. the sound of erenâs deep thrusts is so lewd, his tip kissing your cervix so perfectly. erenâs warm body shields you from the loud thunder outside, the sound of rain brutal against the windows. âyouâre so messyâŠâ eren lifts himself from the crook of your neck, his hands rubbing up and down your thighs before pushing them further back to your chest. your breath hitches at the new angle. erenâs change in pace having you drooling over the pillows, heâs stroking you so slowly and so deep your thighs begin to shake. âr-renâ you cry out, your hands gripping the sheets. with every thrust goes the last of your brain cells. eren watches where the two of you connect, his dick snug inside of you. everytime he thrusts back in your slick oozes out.
â youâre so nastyâŠcreaming all over meâ eren lets out a breathy whine, coming down to connect his lips to yours. you donât have a chance to process his movements before his thrusts speed up, one of his hands coming up to your throat.
whimpers and moans fell from your mouth as eren sucked your tongue, his fingers squeezing the sides of your throat. you could feel your stomach tightening, your pussy clenching around eren over n over. âshit you gonna kill meâ eren whispers to himself, your warm sticky insides clamping around him so tightly. his forehead rests on yours, his eyes looking into yours. you canât help but look away, he knows how uneasy eye contact makes you feel.
âren mâgonna-â you sob out, tears flooding down your cheeks as the pleasure stimulates you so well. âhm? what you wanna say?â eren teases, fingers gliding over your sensitive clit in smooth circles.
â i-i canâtâ you shudder, hands pushing at erenâs abdomen. âyes you can, sweet girlâ eren places a kiss on your forehead, pushing your hands out the way. âitâs okay, just cum mâhereâ he pushes down on your lower stomach. as if it was destiny, the final crash of thunder for the night hit you as hard as your orgasm, toes curling and eyes rolling back. eren hisses, your pussy clenching so tight around him. âgonna make me cum, prettyâ he whines lowly, his grinding into you to prolong your orgasm for as long as possible. you sniffle, coming down slowly in a dreamy haze. you could sleep so good right now.
eren lifts your thigh up, pushing it back even further to bury himself as deep as he could inside you. you gasp aloud in shock, overstimulation hitting you hard as he rocks into you so good. âren n-noâ you squeal, hands desperate to hold onto something. âmâalmost thereâ eren sighs out, his thighs shaking from pleasure. broken moans and whimpers leave your teary eyed form, only getting more sensitive with each thrust.
â ahh - s..shit⊠look at meâ your eyes lock with erenâs, he looks so good this way. before you can warn eren, your arousal squirts out of you, wetting erenâs lower body. eren stiffens, pumping rope after rope so deeply into you. you both lay bare and limp, chests heaving as you both come down from it all. you can only focus on the rain hitting the ground outside.
âŠ.but yeah eren loves thunderstorms!
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