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chrollohearttags · 10 hours ago

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Don’t Forget To Lock Your Doors~ Plug!Jabber x Black Fem Read

!!CW!! This a fair warning now, some contents in this fic may not fit everyone’s liking!!

(stalker!jabber, cnc, gunplay, mentions of blood, spit play, cheating, manhandling, rough play, crazy loverboy! jabber, stalking, voyeurism, spanking, choking, throat fucking, missionary, backshots, biting, coercion, this is nasty asf)

Songs Playing: She-Tyler the Creator, Haunted by Beyoncé, Coming Down-The Weekend

When you see the ** hit play love

You know the saying “do it for three days to start a routine” or “do it three times so you don’t forget.” Even with these everyday sayings, no matter how many reminders you set, sticky notes you leave around and no amount of accountability friends can stop the brain from blocking out whatever it chooses.

Everyone has those days where you thought you did everything in your mundane routine to find out you left you keys at work, you left the stove on, you forgot to take the trash out, you forgot to lock your door.

You didn’t think nothing of it when you closed your front door, you even did the motion of locking it and thought you heard the click. You just continued on with your day, putting your keys on the hook and throwing your bag on the living room chair.

Even though you sat in an office all day under the draining fluorescent lights, making unnecessary small talk and staying cheerful all the time wore you out, especially since you made yourself important at work, there was no time to forget things.

Kicking off your shoes you headed straight to Willow the dog you shared from a past relationship, for kisses and scratches then to the bathroom to relief yourself from 30 minutes of traffic, taking your phone to check every app you could think of while preparing the shower. That meant the speaker, cutting the water on to the setting of hell and a big t-shirt and panties. You deserved to have the dirt of today burned off with 100 degree water.

Eren was upstairs knocked out and closed off from the world, he worked the night shift which meant he was sleep while you worked and you were sleep when we went in, so there’s was no after work kiss, no debrief on the couch none of that. All you got when you walked in was a loud cheese grater scrapping the walls as he snored and leftovers from last night’s solo meal.

He made up for it whenever he had a few days off, booking trips or throwing a band on you in the mall.

You shook your mind from the annoying thoughts, cutting on your speaker to the loudest it could go to drown out the construction noises upstairs, starting the shower with a loud “fwoosh” of the water rushing from the shower head.

You never completed your nightly routine without a mini, one night only, sold out performance, taking the time to admire your body and seeing if you were as flexible as your thoughts perceived you to be.

The next step? Tying up your long waist length braids into a bun, and securing it with your favorite bonnet-scarf combo. The thumps of the bass booming out of your speaker mixed in with your vocals, and the crazy acoustics, you were mindlessly going through your normal day.

You didn’t even hear him slip past your front door.

Clouds of steam rolled onto the big vanity styled mirror, fogging up some of your view like bubbles on boiling water telling you it’s ready.

You slipped off the rest of your work clothes, tossing them into a dirty laundry pile, shaking your ass in the mirror one more time before finally hopping into the piping hot shower, pulling the shower curtain shut to start the next routine.

A loud text comes through to your phone, muting your music tremendously almost hearing the man sneak into your living room but the music bounced back in so you told yourself

“The text can wait I just got in..”

A risky, yet calculated tactic to see who was in the shower, once his theory was confirmed he pushed forward while you did the same, not knowing there was someone waiting for you in the other room.

It didn’t stop there.

You didn’t forget to feed your baby Willow this morning, how could you when she’s in your ear at 7 in the morning barking up a storm? She’s always making noise whenever you came in.

You didn’t forget to get gas this morning or stopping by your favorite breakfast spot, you did the same thing yesterday and the day before that, nothing new.

So easy, so innocent, so…. predictable.

Taking your favorite soap you lather the suds onto your washrag, letting the hot water condense itself back into steam pouring out from the small crack underneath the door, singing the sinister lyrics as loud as you could.

From your arms, your chest, your stomach to your legs, you let your mind wander in the shower since it was the only time you and your body had a moment to be present, to be aware, alert, conscious enough to appreciate every detail but not enough to feel the sudden drop in the atmosphere as the man successfully made it to his first stop of the night.

It wasn’t long before the density of the condensed water droplets got to you, giving you the usual lightheaded feeling, leaning forward you cut the shower off listening to the intensity of the drain suck down the rest of the water in the shower, cutting the music down just a tad so you could see.

The mirror dripped in excess water leaving you to see a watery outline of your body, you walked to the door to open it just a little more to give yourself some air, taking a part of your towel to wipe down the mirror to start the next routine, skin and body care.

His favorite tv show.

You pat yourself on the face to bring you back into this realm, giving your wet face another glance in the giant mirror as the smoke rose out through the fan you cut on to speed up the process.

Illuminating pink orbs glimmer in the reflection of mirror showing through the cracked door, making your eyes blink erasing the image completely. You turned around quick to check if the steam was making you look crazy.

You were, looking around the empty room with a short chuckle to yourself.

“My paranoid ass, I need to go to bed..” You spoke to your self, holding the sides of your temples to give them a push and rub.

You just broke it off what a week ago? You blocked his number, ignored his burner phone calls and told him if he did anything stupid prison would be the last place to worry about. It was a stupid threat

Jabber wasn’t scared of going to jail.

“I’ll get ready in the room then..” You went on, grabbing the blue towel from the counter, wrapping your soaking wet body being air dried by the cool air from the room, you rubbed over your soft supple breasts, going over them twice then sliding down to that pudgy waist dragging the towel around to go over your smooth plump cheeks, hoping to lather your body with baby oil.

Grabbing the towel back towards the front of your body, you wrapped it around so you could squeeze it tight to fill out your body frame and tied it off in the front, bending over to pick up your clothes so you could lotion up on the bed.

There it was again

That same hot pink color flashing back at you, directly at you. You jerked forward to look again with a squint in your eye to see if it would disappear again.

It didn’t.

“The fuck?” You cursed harshly, stepping back but the pink orbs grew in size at a speed your brain couldn’t comprehend, you found your esophagus enclosed by tatted fingers and a familiar scent flooding into your mind.

“Gotchu..” His raspy voice whispered.

Your foot lunged out kicking him in the stomach, causing Jabber to let out a low grunt followed by a building chuckle, this only made his grip tighten around your throat. Your nails dug into his hand wriggling agaisnt the wall behind you, the useless towel dropping beneath you to pool at your still wet toes.

"J-Jabber you-!"

"Shh sh shhh mama, I'm here now. Ain't no way you just gon leave me for this wannabe ass nigga.." He muttered, his face being lit up by the bathroom light.

*whack*

You took your hand right across his face, throwing his guard off just enough to release the pressure around your neck, pushing his chest back hard.

"You really lost yo shit this time! How the fuck you get in my hous-"

He grabs at your arm hard swinging your naked body around towards the bed, his cheek just under his eye marked with a scratch from your acrylic, the scar slit open letting a bruised red color pour from his cheek and a horrifying smile plastered on face.

You throw your legs in a bicycle motion towards the crazed man wondering why your heart palpitated in your chest and inside of your core, you were confused as to how the hell he even got in and why the thought of him going through all of this just to get to you made your pussy clench.

You were about to have another reason to shower.

He caught one of your ankles in his cold ring covered hand, dragging you closer to his body, your other leg tried to lay another blow onto him but got caught up in the same trap as the first one.

"What's he got huh?" He growled, pulling your legs around his waist, leaning down to try and pin your arms back to your sheets. "You think-" he struggled, feeling how strong you resisted under his weight, laughing at your attempts to push him off.

He knew how much you truly wanted him to stay, he wouldn't have followed you home from work if you didn't!

"You think you can just- up and walk away from me?"

"You're fucking crazy Jabber!' You voice rose in volume enough for the walls to catch light of it. Your breaths picked up in speed from the high settling in as the adrenaline spiked throughout your system.

You leaned up to snatch a couple of locs with a semi-free hand, pulling with enough force if you had the intention you could've pulled them out of his scalp. His head jerks down as his voice cracks from the sudden sharp stinging feeling burned into his scalp, grinning up at you with those evil ass pink eyes.

"About yo ass i'll take it there, c'mere.."

Is he playing a sick game with you? If he was why were you playing along? Why didn't you stop him from palming himself while he watched you step out of the shower? Why didn't you stop him when he picked you up into the air like you were a mere feather in the wind?

Why didn't you push his lips away?

"N-nigga move.." You moaned, feeling his cold ring covered hands cupping at the slick skin of your ass, nipping at your neck. The music of your speaker continued to play in the back ground covering the soft noises of Jabber returning to that spot on your neck, you felt his razor sharp teeth push through the skin sending a burning sensation down your spine.

"Come move me..yo pretty ass thought you could get rid of me, how many times you let that nigga eat my nut out yo pussy?" He grumbled near your ear, sending that shiver down your body.

"J-Jay! Get out! Get off of me! Stop this silly ass shit!" You spat, pushing at his shoulders to get him to let you down.

"I ain't leaving shit!" He cursed back, tossing you onto the bed with a hard bounce, following you as you inched backwards until your cranium connected with your headboard, giving you no room to run.

"He is UP. STAIRS!"

"I don't give. a fuck." Jabber growled, lunging forward to smush his plump lips into yours, you push him by the neck squeezing with a large amout of force only to feel his hand creep over yours signaling you to go harder.

So you did.

You took your tongue and shoved it into his mouth trying to close the gap betwen your thumb and the rest of your fingers, playing tug of war on who was in control.

A soft whimper left his lips once he felt your sharp acrylics pinch the sides of his neck, the sharp heartbeat intensifying oh so deep between your damp thighs.

He bites down on your lip hard, listening to you whine from the pain, taking your free hand to lay another loose smack on his face, pulling him in with another yank to his locs. Your bedroom door was wide open and your ex was sprawled on top of you, fighting to get what he wanted and the battle was coming close to an end.

"Mmm! Fuck! Hit me again..Hit me y/n!" he cursed against your lips tasting the small bits of blood from your mouth going through with his command. You fought in your mind between pushing him away or embracing the thrill, the only thing on his mind was to be inside of you, to make his territory the right fucking way.

He pulled away violenlty to snatch off the black hoodie concealing that sexy ass gold chain dangling off his rich, brown tatted skin. You love the way his sleeve grew from his wrist all the way to his chest, your name being the biggest plastered on his right pec.

Jabber took his hand to grip you up by the back of your neck while his other pulled down his black sweats, letting his dick flop right in front of your face. He shoved your head down on his shaft with no warning, yanking it right back out so you could collect spit in your throat only to push back in, letting spit lines form on his tip.

*Gargle, Slurp*

"Thinkin shit sweet wit me.." Jabber muttered, repeating the process of shoving his long length down your throat, each time you took him deeper until you reached his happy trail showing prominently on his stomach. "Eat all that dick up since you think you grown!" He said through gritted teeth, picking up a steady rhythm.

There was no time to add your hand to the mix, your face turned into a sex hole made purely for his satifaction. You stuck your tongue out for more assitance to avoid the burning feeling stuck in the back of your throat, tears pooled in your eyes but you knew there was no one here to care for your sympathy.

This was your own wrongdoing.

"Uh uh! Wipe them fucking tears ma.." Jabber spat, pulling out of your mouth only to wipe off the running tears, licking the salty substance. You coughed hard sticking out your tongue to let the spit fall right off of it, Jabber took his length to tap it in the flithy mess, a dirty smile rising on his cheeks seeing you finally come to your senses.

"Heyyyy mama...." He grinned, going back in to fuck your face stupid. He had a tight grip on the back of your skull pulling you in just as much as he waas pumping. You could feel how easily he slid past your gag reflex fitting his dick in like a cocksleeve.

The way his voice scraped your ears with the perfect amount of rasp, whining in that tone you loved so much, you knew he was close by the way his cock twitched in your chest. You wrapped your lips around his girthy length humming a nasty vibration against his shaft, you moved your neck back to swirl circles around his tip hole, finally being greeted with the sweet and salty taste of his cum shooting on your lips.

"Ahhh fuck y/n!" His voice echoing on the walls, you could've sworn you heard Eren stop snoring 10 minutes ago. You hold onto his dick with one of your hands giving it a tight squeeze to try and get him to quiet down but he didn't give a fuck about his volume!

"Let that bitch hear you!" He said a bit louder, wrapping his fingers back around your throat to push you back into your now damp sheets. He had his other hand on his cock tapping that swollen tip on your clit, rubbing it side to side in it's sticky mess pouring out of that creamy hole.

The grasp on your neck tighten while his dick pushed forward pushing past that wall to get to that spongy spot hiding from him, he was sick of you hiding from him! He leaned down enough to where the gold chain dangled in your face while he pumped his fat dick inside of those pink and white walls.

"Ouuu fuck!" You cried out, feeling that nigga stretch you out to the max and he wasn't done, he still had a few more inches to go!

"Gon block me but I got you screamin like this.." He whispered, stroking at a painfully slow pace, the sounds of your skin slapping together with each thrust.

"N-No! No Jabber!" You whined to him, digging your nails into the forearm still holding onto your neck.

"Ion wanna hear that shit.." He grunts, picking up the pace once he looked down to see a filty ring of white painted on his length, that pussy opened up for him to dig deeper switching from your neck to pin down both of your arms.

The way your orgasm rose to the top of the mountain with not much effort you didn't know how much "fight" you had left in you. You missed the way his dick abused your walls, how good he felt being pressed against your body. His plan was working, he already had your pussy in the palm of his hand and your mind wasn't too far behind.

"Pleaseeee Daddy! Oh fuck me..mmhmmm give me that shit!" You grunt, bucking your hips up as his movements picked up speed. "Crazy ass b-breaking in to-my-"

"Don't leave yo door unlocked next time.." He said with a evil giggle, drilling into your sopping wet cunt like a filthy animal in heat. Those disgusting noises only grew louder due to your pussy squirting up a fountain, spraying his dick with your scent. You rubbed fast circles on your clit to push more out as the sounds of your juices dropping onto the bed made Jabber pound harder.

He popped his dick out for a split second only to plunge into you with a snap of his hips, causing you to scream out his name. You kept up with the nickname "ragdoll" he gave you all those months ago as he tossed you onto your stomach, pushing your back into a dramatic arch laying heavy smacks to your ass.

"Make that shit shake just how I like.." He laughed, spreading his fingers for another wide hard smack on your cheeks

"Baby! You good?" A voice called from upstairs, you heard his feet walk around and knew he was heading for the stairs

"Jabber you gotta go! Now!" You whispered, lifting your head up from throwing your ass around.

"I ain't gotta do nothin but handle my shit like I was doing!" He spat, pushing your head back down so he could line himself up with your soaking cunt.

The footsteps grew louder and Jabbers cock pushed further inside of you, back where it belonged. The creak in the steps make your clit perk up only adding to the sloppy thrusts Jabber laid into you. He let one of his hand slip in the pocket of his sweats, pushing his hips up while he watched your ass recoil on his tip.

Your hands latched onto the sheets so hard you almost felt your nail go through the material, it didn’t matter if your face was buried in your sheets, the whole damn block heard this nigga drilling in your stomach.

“Y/N WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS? ARE YOU SERIOUS?” You heard your boyfriend’s voice pierced through your ears and your heart drop out of your skin.

“She almost done sit right there.” Jabber spat, pulling a pretty silver piece of metal between him and Eren, his finger ready to go at any second, still…pounding into you.

“WHO IS-IS THIS..”

“J-Jabber…what are..Eren..” You moaned out, pushing your hips back further onto his throbbing length clamping your walls down on him as your eyes closed shut screaming Jabbers name.

“YO FUCKING EX? THE SAME-“

“Look at her…I said LOOK nigga.” Jabber laughs, taking his other free hand to hook his fingers around your neck forcing you to look back at Eren shirtless staring at you with a tent forming in his night pants.

He covered it with his hand, taking a step back from Jabbers toy he had pointed at his chest. Eren had mentioned a threesome plenty of times before but he was only down to do it you brought a friend along.

Some nights when you him get drunk at the strip club you whisper in his ear which one was the prettiest, which one had the fattest ass.

The thought of having another man slip inside of you boiled his blood hotter than the room you all were in.

So why was he holding himself in his pants?

From how hard Jabber was rutting into you, you couldn’t keep the eye contact with Eren, was he just standing there..watching you? Your nipples perked with excitement while your brain cursed you for being such a slut.

You were enjoying every second.

“B-Baby..i…fuck..” You babbled trying to form any sentence to defend your self but what good was it? You weren’t gonna deny the dick Jabber was giving you in the moment, wasn’t melting your brain into a puddle.

“Nah don’t say nothin baby..I think she doing enough talking...” He grunts, feeling his balls tighten up on him he put his other hand on your back giving him some assistance to handle the ripples bouncing against his dick.

He let go of your neck, plopping your face back into the sheets as he became more sporadic. Lowering his hand down to focus on what he snuck over to do in the first place.

“Is this what you meant by “we even”? That lil joke you said back at Nico’s?” Eren uttered, holding to the growing heat he was doing a shit job at hiding.

You were only playing at Nicos—partially.

This was not the first time Jabber decided to sneak up on you, when y’all were together your job was like a third house to him. The work bathroom was almost his favorite place to get you, it was tied to with Erens house when he was sleeping.

Now he wanted that wall between you and him to crash seeing as he loved you too much to see anybody else with you! It was only right to claim you in from of him. His plan was nearly to completion!

“I-i’m sorr—oh shit..yes Jay!”

“Shut that shit up..” Jabber growled, both men listening to your cries, your pussy filling the silence sitting in the room. “Don’t worry lil nigga, you’ll get a turn, i’ll let you say goodbye..” He taunted the brown haired man, a slick smile crawling on his cheeks.

“Watch me make her say something different..” He muttered, trying to make it seem like he wasn’t biting his lip looking at how hazy your eyes were.

How your ass looked plopping up and down on Jays dick, the strain pulling on your voice trying merge his name with Jabbers, he was mad as fuck but so fucking hard at the same time.

“I’m finna cum again Jay..” You panted, angling your hand to rub your clit from under you. The sounds of your nails hitting together made Eren huff air through his nose.

It wasn’t long before hot thick webs decorated the inside of your silky walls, he bit his lip to hide his nasty groans, pulling out so Eren could see his girlfriends pussy covered in cum that wasn’t his own.

You were a cum filled mess, your hair fell out of your bonnet, your legs felt like rubber and your mind went its favorite place Jabber would always send it to.

La La Land.

“Ight nigga you can get out..lock the door when you do..”

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I must say, you all deserved this one and may i take full responsibility for the person you become after this and i can’t wait to see you all again if Miss Honey allows it.

-Daija

Did someone say Eren join in?

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Special thanks to my love @the-unsurebird15 and @lilithrosexoxo for the idea and the song🙂 this was super fun to work on!!

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chrollohearttags · 2 days ago

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“..smile for me, daddy..”

you take quite the liking to eren’s newest piece of jewelry!

oral sex (p + a eating), spit play, hair pulling, fingering, squirting, need I say more?

I’ve written this trope before but I’m doing it again because why not?! I can’t get it out of my head and I am pushing this agenda. (Also trying to ease back into writing because I’ve been bullshitting.)

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“What you think, my man? How ya’ like it?”

“..yeah, this is the one, dude..definitely the one..”

stood before the counter at Schiaparelli Jewelers, brandishing a mirror in one hand as the the other casually stroked over his chin, Eren’s lips curled into that of quite the smirk; in turn, refracting off of the light..to say that he was satisfied with the result of his latest commission, would be a very gross understatement. Schiaparelli’s had become a staple in Miami's Design District. A multi-generational business with a reputation that preceded them. With infamy rivaled next to Johnny Dang. Having catered to celebrities and the city’s elite alike, they curated the most beautiful pieces with the utmost care. Thus, earning them millions and a recurring clientele. Among those were the Underground God himself and seasoned musical maestro, EJ the Don. Who had gotten everything from his first chain to the wedding ring he placed on his beloved (y/n)’s finger a year prior. VVS diamonds glistened from the bottom row of his already perfectly aligned teeth as he examined the new grill he had just acquired. A spur of the moment decision he’d made on impulse while you were away on another modeling trip. The custom mold wrapped his entire bottom and encapsulated his canines with red stones. It was absolutely beautiful and although the piece had set him back roughly fifteen thousand, it was well worth it and deserved in his opinion! Having just been nominated for two writing awards and a third for album of the year. Awards season was approaching and although it wasn’t among his priorities to attend, it was still a feat worth celebrating. Not to mention, it was quite the confidence boost as well. He wasn’t one to base his self worth in extravagant jewelry or expensive clothes, but he was certainly feeling quite good about himself in these. He loved the way they looked against his lips and how they complimented his teeth.

dapping up the jeweler, EJ thanked the man once more and proceeded to give him quite the hefty payment for his services..of course, self gratification wasn’t the only reason he had gone and copped this new piece for his collection. He was actually hoping to get a little something more out of the deal..

“That’s what I like to hear, my man! Listen, how do you think the missus will react? Think she’ll like ‘em?”

a question he was certain he’d find out the answer to as you had just shot him a text, saying that you’d made it home and of course..to hurry back to you! Not a moment too soon, in his opinion. He’d spent all week longing to see you again and what better way to greet you than with a surprise like this?

“..I guess we’ll find out soon enough..”

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“Mmph…Rennnnn, baeee! Stop—oh my gosh…”

the words spilling out in a trail of whiny huffs being drawn forth from your mouth. Among many other lewd sounds leaving you at the moment. Just as he had expected, your reaction was one he could’ve spotted from a mile away..the second Eren made it back home through the door, (y/n) came rushing him as you leaped forth into his arms. It didn’t take long after spinning you around with an array of kisses for you to spot them..the faint glint from his mouth as you slowly pecked at it. It was when you took his bottom lip between your teeth and tugged gently, did you reveal his little secret. He could tell immediately from the glare on your face, just what you thought of it. That was also apparent by your sudden shift in demeanor..going from subtle, flirtatious kissing to full blown, unadulterated lust. He had no interest in setting you to your feet or halting your advances, especially when you continued to swirl your tongue around his own and continue filling his head with compliments. From how sexy he looked with them and how badly you desired to wet them up! “Yeah? I’m glad you like them, baby.” That was to say the least. He wasn’t shocked in the slightest and once he heard your opinions, he no longer felt any reservations about his purchase! So fast forward, and the two of you moved your little party to the downstairs game room, where he’d often reside on his days off. You’d find yourself on the leather couch in the corner, legs spread to either side as he feasted at your center. Nearly seven days had passed since you’d seen one another in person and nearly ten since you’d had any physical touch so it was obvious what was on either of your minds. Inked up fingers laced around your throat in an effort to make certain your eyes never shifted from his. Meanwhile, you couldn’t help but to glare down at him with tears and lust teeming at your waterline. A finger slid between your lips as your husband delicately flicked that tongue around your clit..and each time, he’d make certain to flash you a toothy grin. In which you’d catch those sparkling diamonds littering his mouth.

“You sure you want me to stop, baby? I mean..you were the one begging me to make you come in my mouth.” Prompting both of you to burst into laughter. He knew that it was only because you were so close to your peak. Apparent by the creamy secretions leaking down his chin and staining that silver. How he craved your essence, your flavor and the feeling of you dripping onto his tongue. How good it felt to hear your moans coagulating with the sounds of his loud slurping, erupting throughout the room. Those white toes resting atop his bare shoulder blades, curled up at the slightest brush of your little bud. “I-I..fuck, it just feels so good, baby. Please..keep going.” (Y/N) uttering with the heave of your chest, rising and falling at a rapid rate as you tried to control your breathing.

“That’s what I thought..now lay your pretty ass back and lemme take care of you..lemme eat this pussy. Missed you so bad..”

with that, he’d continue his ascent into your soaking cunt. Exploring every fold, crevice and every delectable part of his beautiful wife. It may have been his favorite pastime if he were being completely honest…eating you until he brought you to the brink of tears and ecstasy. There was something so satisfying about it. Especially with the euphoric feeling of those juices making contact with his mouthpiece. Your fingertips would run underneath his chin and stroke the side of his face as his own dug into the thick flesh of your thighs..kneading slowly and keeping you in place. “Fuck…you look so sexy. Shit..” tossing your head back and releasing another breathy giggle from the overstimulating pleasure. “..swear you gon’ make me come, daddy..right there.” Guiding him along with your hand and those loud whimpers. That sundress that wrapped your body was shuffled down to your tummy as it bunched up underneath your breasts. You’d alternate between them and those dark tresses of his, not entirely sure what to do with yourself as you were unraveling.

“Don’t tease me now, princess. I need all of that..please..”

only taking a breath momentarily to work a couple digits inside of that hole as it spasmed on the air. He knew you needed to be filled but for now, he wanted to continue his feast..in more ways than one. As he parted your legs even further and continued working those digits in and out, Eren tugged you towards him. The only time he’d become forceful, as to keep you restrained. Because whilst you were focusing on the gentle thrust of his fingers in your pussy, his tongue would snake south to your puckering hole. Where the tip prodded at it and he’d flick around until you were trembling. Pleasure only increased tenfold when you pinched at those sensitive nipples. You could barely contain yourself and it was only a matter of time before he’d be getting that sweet release. He’d squeeze at your plump asscheeks as he switched between your entrances. Lobbing each hole with a very generous amount of spit. Soft whimpers arose from your throat and even hitched but that wasn’t enough for him. He needed that body to fall apart within his grasp and to react only the way he could make it happen.

“Come on, gorgeous. Let me have it. You wanna come, don’t you?”

that toothy smirk appeared yet again along with a high pitched coo. It never fails to make you melt..with the nod of your head, you’d shake vehemently, just grasping at anything to feign off the swelling in the pit of your stomach. One that was only mere seconds from exploding.

“Aw, then let it out. Do what you said you would earlier..or you gon’ hold back on me?” Teasing as he continued to push up into your most sensitive spot. And it didn’t take long until you were exploding all over the couch and of course, those silver slugs lining your man’s mouth. “Fuck! Fuck!—“ “..thereeee we go!” (Y/N) released a shroud of juices that spilled onto the cushions and Eren let his tongue wag as he lapped up every single drop..those fingers sopping with your creaminess. Which he’d let you slurp off once you were able to compose yourself.

“Shit!..Kiss me..” whining as you tugged him up by his chain and into your grasp. Shoving that tongue back between his lips and tasting the remnants of yourself against those grills. Cupping his face between your palms, you’d pull away from each other to meet gazes once more. That’s when he’d smile for you once again and you’d swoon for him all over again.

“Yeah, I’m gonna need you to wear those more..like all the time.”

#srb #been looking for this fic 5ever

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