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[kekeplsloveme]

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Pairing: fem!reader x Eren

Summary: Eren can't keep his hands off of his roommate's girlfriend.

Warnings: NSFW, MINORS DNI, modern!AU, cheating, slight gaslighting from Eren, sexual content, no penetration.

A/N: I don't support cheating or any of the things I wrote about here and please please be careful and make good choices. We read and write these things for fun, doesn't mean we ever think about doing it. Part 2?

''Do you really have to go now?'' your voice was weak, a tactic used on purpose along with a quivering bottom lip. Your boyfriend looked down at you from next to the door, his jacket in hand.

''You know I do,'' Armin answered you, watching as you folded your arms overs your chest in a weak attempt at a protest. ''Baby, come on," he pleaded with you, making his way back to the same couch you were making out no longer than two minutes ago. ''I won't be long.''

You didn't change your attitude, still upset that his decision to go to the lab was more important than spending time with you after he was too busy to come over all week. ''You're always at that lab,'' you said in the same weak voice, but this time it wasn't as a tactic to get him to stay, rather as a sign of defeat.

''You know it's important for my grade,'' he tried to wrap his arms around you again, but was met with the same rejection as the first time. Armin stood up straight with a sign, walking back towards the door again. ''I'll be back as soon as I can, alright?''

You ignored him again, your eyes fixated on the TV in front of you, despite it not even being on. You knew Armin was a busy man before you started dating him. Your friend Sasha was good friends with him and you hung out with them a couple of times before starting to date, but in the last couple of weeks it was so much worse.

He always came up with weak excuses: it's important for his grade, he just needs this one last night to finish his assignment, he needs to meet up with his friends for that one last task for their group project. Always something. You knew it was dumb, but a part of you thought he was avoiding you on purpose, which was a thought you couldn't wrap your head around. He asked you out, he asked you to be his girlfriend, he even got you flowers and little gifts every time you went out on a date, so the idea that he was avoiding you was just another anxiety induced thought. Something to upset you even more, something that wasn't real - but your feelings were.

You sighed, reaching out for your phone from the wooden coffee table in front of the couch. To think you even decided to sleep over at his house in hopes of having some... Fun with your boyfriend. You knew of one way to make him feel bad for abandoning you, which was to abandon him as well. You needed him out of your hair tonight, which meant a long bubble bath and a wine night with your roommate was going to be more fun than waiting for hours in here.

Before you could walk towards his bedroom to pick up the few things you brought with you, you heard a knock at the door. You contemplated once to open it, thinking it's not your problem tonight, but when the knocking persisted, you walked towards the door. ''Eren?" You asked in a whisper to yourself and opened the door. ''I thought you had a key,'' you said to him, stepping out of the way to let him enter the apartment.

''I did, until Sasha wanted them to throw a surprise party for Armin's birthday.'' Eren answered you as he walked inside, watching you close and lock the door. ''You're here alone?''

''About to leave, actually,'' you informed him, arms crossed over your chest. He looked amused, a smile crossing his face, which you rolled your eyes at. ''What's funny?'' you snapped at him, which made him even more amused by the situation.

''Funny you say that,'' he started, placing his hand on your shoulder. ''I ran into your boyfriend walking up here and warned me you might wanna leave,'' he guided you back to the couch. You didn't fight back, you knew just how persistent Eren could be and he wasn't going to give up until you did what he wanted. ''He asked me to be very nice to you and convince you to stay.''

You rolled your eyes again. Of course he would get his annoying roommate to convince you to stay. You sat down on the couch, same spot you always sat in. You waited as Eren told you remain seated and not sneak out before he could come back.

You felt dumb. First you were abandoned by your boyfriend and now you had to spend you evening with his roommate. They were so different from each other, Armin was very apologetic and timid, while Eren couldn't be asked to care if he hurt your feelings with his jokes or that he was late to everything. You didn't take Eren as the type to sleep around, but you did happen to talk to some girls that did sleep with him and the things you heard... Did make you feel flustered the enxt time you saw him. This was another thing that differed him from Armin.

From your understanding, Eren wasn't shy to do anything, while Armin needed a lot of courage and reassurance to try something different. It could get frustrating at time, especially in the odd days where you needed him to take control and make you feel good without you having to remind you that he wasn't hurting you. It wasn't the worst trait to have, you liked how careful and gentle he was with you, but telling him you're not a fragile flower could get very annoying.

''Good, you didn't leave,'' Eren came back from the kitchen with two glasses of red wine and the bottle those came from. ''Thought you might need something to calm down.'' He handed you the glass, which you gladly accepted.

''Red wine messes me up the most,'' you replied to him, a certain joy that now your attention was in another place other that Armin.

''Yeah, I know, '' he replied, taking a seat next to you on the couch. ''Red wine just get you a different kind of drunk,'' he pointed out, taking a sip from his glass.

You nodded your head and took a sip as well, the alcohol making you scrunch your nose. It burned your throat, but that's how you knew it was good. Or so you thought. Truth was, you didn't know much about alcohol, but the rule of thumb was that if it burned, it was good.

The couch wasn't very big, it was quite on the smaller side, which made it easy for the two of you to be close. You were sat with your legs folded underneath you, a fluffy blanket covering your bare thigs. You were only wearing one of Armin's t-shirts and a pair of sleeping shorts, which translated to slutty shorts that didn't leave much to the imagination and clothes that could be taken off easily.

''I'm sorry he didn't wanna spend the night with you,'' Eren said after a couple of minutes of silence as you both enjoyed the wine he poured you. He poured himself another glass and did the same for you, even though your glass wasn't empty. ''For the record,'' he continued as he placed the bottle back on the coffee table and handed you the glass, ''I wouldn't have left.''

You took the glass from him, but couldn't break the eye contact he started. You couldn't tell what was making you blush more, the wine or him. You broke the eye contact when you heard your phone buzz with a notification. ''Shut up,'' you said in a whisper towards your phone, turning the screen around and faking it on the table. The text you got was from Armin, but you really didn't care what he had to say right now.

You looked back at Eren, now leaning back on the couch. You took a moment to appreciate him, not something you did often. He was wearing a black turtle neck that went up half of his neck, the same colour as his hair. You could tell it was tied up nicely a few hours ago and fell apart in the meantime, but you'd be a liar if you didn't admit to yourself that this messy look suited him, it was attractive.

''Don't even wanna answer his texts?'' Eren asked you, swirling the wine in his glass.

You shook your head, placing the now half empty glass on the coffee table. ''He always does this,'' you said, folding your arms over your chest. ''Always leaves me on my own.''

''You just want some company, don't you?'' Eren turned his head lazily to look at you. You nodded your head slowly. It stung to admit, but he was right. ''Were you expecting something out of tonight?''

You looked at him like he was crazy. Did he really not know the answer or did he just want you to say it? Either way, it felt humiliating to say it out loud. ''I guess...'' you answered him, too embarrassed to say more.

''You guess what?'' It was obvious he was playing dumb, you could tell by the way he was looking at you. He was amused by your embarrassment, but you were tipsy enough to ignore it. You were deprived of this company he was talking about, enough to have these conversations with your boyfriend's roommate.

''I guess I was expecting something,'' you replied, a frustrated wave washing over you. ''I mean can you blame me? I barely see him and when I do, he chooses the lab over me!''

''Yeah, you're upset. He just can't satisfy you,'' Eren pushed his luck, watching you expression as he waited for you to answer. You were about to agree with him before you caught yourself. Eren smiled at that, he was starting to strike some chords. ''I mean, it's okay to admit,'' he placed his glass on the table and turned his body towards yours. ''I'm not here to judge.'' It was hard to detect his condensing tone, which meant that you were right where he wanted you to be.

''No,'' you replied to him, which sounded just as forced as it was as a thought. Eren laughed at that. ''No, really,'' you insisted, not knowing if you were trying to convince him or you.

''It's okay, princess,'' he said, sliding his hand under the blanket you were under. ''I know what girls like you need,'' he slid his hand over your knee.

You looked over where his hand was under the blanket, then up at him. It was an unspoken conversation, him asking if he could and you letting him. ''What do girls like me need?'' You definitely were exactly where he needed you to be. Willing to listen to him, willing for him to touch you, willing to let him gaslight you into what he wanted you to be.

''You need someone to give you attention,'' he said, with each words moving his hand higher up your thigh. ''Is Armin not doing it enough?''

You looked at the dent underneath the blanket as his hand was rubbing the inside of your thigh. ''You know,'' you whispered at him.

''I want to hear it come out of that pretty mouth of yours. Say you want my attention, princess.''

You froze, the realisation that this was wrong sinking in. Your knees went weak with this overwhelming feeling of both regret at the thigs you were talking about to your boyfriends roommate and at the idea that you had to stop Eren, which was the last thing you wanted right now.

''This isn't cheating,'' he reassured you, not stoping his hand at all. ''I'm not gonna fuck you, if that's what you're worried about.'' You took in a deep breath, letting him talk as you listened. ''Armin asked me to convince you to stay,'' he took the blanket off of you and threw it on the ground. ''This is just me convincing you.'' Eren moved his hand to your waist, pulling you closer to him. ''We don't need to fuck to get you to relax,'' he cupped your cheek with his palm. ''We can make pass time together, have some fun. Doesn't mean you're cheating.'' He brushed your cheek with his thumb gently, moving it towards your lips, parting them. ''I can help you release some stress,'' he pushed his thumb past your lips and you welcomed it in. You wrapped your lips around it and sucked on it, moving your tongue around it. ''Yeah, see?'' he whispered to you. ''See you can be a good girl?'' You nodded your head. ''Is this cheating princess?'' You shook your head. ''See? Nothing wrong with it,'' he pulled you on his lap by your waist, placing you on top of his thigh.

''Eren, I don't know,'' you said to him, still scared of being so close and intimate to him.

''I'm not gonna touch you, princess, not unless you want me to,'' he said as his hands were rubbing your hips down to your thighs and back up. ''I am just a friend taking care of his friend,'' he reassured you. ''If we don't fuck, it can't be cheating.'' You could tell he was getting excited by what you were doing by the way he was getting more desperate. ''If it makes you feel better, we don't even have to kiss,'' he continued to convince you, gripping at your waist.

''It's not wrong?'' you almost whispered to him and Eren shook his head. You took in a deep breath. ''Okay.''

''Okay what?'' He asked you, his fingers gripping your waits, waiting for you to say the same words he's been waiting for. ''You want me to make you feel good?''

You nodded your head in approval. ''I want you to make me feel good, Eren.''

''That's my girl,'' he leaned back on the couch, slowly moving your hips back and forth of his thigh. ''Just like that, princess,'' he instructed you, helping you set a pace. ''See how good it feels? You're just riding my thigh, nothing wrong with that.''

You place your hands on his shoulder, the friction of the movement and his dirty words making you feel so much better than you thought. All the regret or fear you felt to this point just flew out the window and was replaced by cloudy thoughts, the only coherent thing in your head right now was Eren. His face, his hands, his voice. ''Eren,'' you sighed his name, stopping yourself from making any noises.

''Keep saying my name,'' he was gripping your waist hard, almost to the point where it hurt, but his desperation and self control to not go to far was just turning you on even more. ''Let me hear all of you,'' he threw his head back before he would pull you in and kiss you.

You kept following his pace on his thigh, getting more and more desperate as the minutes went by. Seeing his head back like that, his neck on display for you. You couldn't help yourself. You leaned back and placed your lips on his neck.

''No self control, huh?'' he moved one of his hands in your hair. Not to guide or pull you back, more like to hand on to it, gripping it in his fingers. It hurt you, but the pain turned into pleasure before you knew it.

You ran your fingers through his hair as well, kissing and licking his neck. The restraints were hot, you've never been this turned on before in your life. The fact that there were a limited amount of things you could do, a limited amount of things you could touch, it made this encounter between the two of you just so much more attractive. ''Eren, please,'' you whined into his ear, holing on to his shoulders like it was going to save your life.

''You're gonna kill me, princess,'' he grabbed your hips and placed you on top of his hard cock and took his hands off of you. ''Make yourself cum, baby,'' he instructed you, spreading his arms over the couch.

''Yes, sir,'' you pulled down the part of the shirt that was covering his neck, licking the spot close to his collarbone before you sucked on it.

''Fuck,'' he moaned into your ear, the feeling of you rubbing yourself on top of him and you marking him as yours for the night sent shivers down your spine. He sounded so lost in the moment, just like you were. You couldn't lie and say Armin never made you cum, but you already knew that Eren was going to make you cum so much harder without doing anything.

You moved your fingers inside your shorts, stopping yourself from grinding on him. ''I need to cum, Eren,'' you whined, you were frustrated and he knew it; he knew you needed to cum and he was the only one that could do it for you.

''Go ahead, baby,'' he wrapped his arm around your back, holding you in place. ''Rub your clit until you cum for me, yeah?'' You nodded your head, prompting him to keep talking to you. ''You're so fucking dirty, baby, getting off on your boyfriend's roommate, literally.'' He was looking into your eyes, you were afraid to look away, afraid that if you did, everything would stop. ''He can't make you feel as good as me,'' he continued, his eyes staring at your lips for a moment before looking back. ''If only he knew what a little slut he's dating.'' You threw your head back, frustration washing over you.

''I can't,'' you said to noone, almost crying from the overwhelming pleasure, but unable to get you over the edge. ''Please, Ere,'' you whines, tears forming in your eyes. ''Please, I need you,'' you bit your lips, embarrassment taking over you, but the need to get over the edge was stronger.

''I got you, princess,'' Eren didn't waste another send and pushed your hand out of your shorts. ''God, you're so wet and needy for me,'' he almost moaned when he touched you and saw just how soaked you were for him.

''Just for you, Eren,'' you repeated, which pleased him a lot. You rested your head on his shoulder, feeling so intimate and close to him. It was comforting, it felt like you were so small next to him and he was keeping you so close to his body, like he was trying to protect you. You've never felt someone touch you with so much passion before, need you so bad like he was. The thought of Armin completely left your mind and the only thing you wanted to know right now was how good Eren felt inside you. How badly you wanted him to fuck you and own you right now.

His fingers were over your clit in seconds, rubbing it in a circular motion with two fingers. ''Such a good girl,'' he was panting and holding you pressed against his chest. You felt how he pushed two of his fingers inside of you, but you were too far gone to stop him, not that you wanted to anyway. ''You're so tight baby, wanna have you wrapped around me so bad,'' he said to you in a breath. You felt his fingers curl inside of you, sending butterflies to your stomach.

''Eren, I'm so close, please,'' you were desperately pleading with his, scared that he will leave you in this spot if you didn't please him.

''Later, when Armin is gonna fuck you, '' he said to you, setting a fast pace as he was fingering you, his thumb rubbing your clit when he got the chance, ''you'll be thinking of me.'' You placed your hand on his dick, rubbing it through his trousers and felt how his muscles tightened. ''You're mine, got it?'' You nodded your head, unable to form any words, overwhelmed by the pleasure Eren was putting you through.

''Eren,'' you moaned his name loudly, your hand still rubbing his dick. You were so close, so so so close and he was so hungry for you, so desperate and so needy for you.

''Do it, baby,'' he instructed you, his fingers hitting all the spots you couldn't. ''Cum all over my fingers.''

That's all you needed to hear before Eren pushed you over that edge you struggled so much with. You felt your mind go blank and your knees go weak. Your thighs were shaking, pleasure washing all over your body in wave after wave, sending your mind into a state of euphoria. A pleasure no one was ever able to make you feel. It was addicting, something you'll crave for as long as you're alive. You'll crave him for as long as you're alive.

Once your body calmed down from the pleasure you were in, you looked up at him. The way he was looking at you now was different. He had a look of hunger, like you were the pray and he was the predator. He needed you as much as you needed him. ''Feeling better, angel?'' Eren asked you, brushing the strands of hair that fell on your face. He was gentle, a loving gesture that sent different kind of butterflies to your stomach.

''Thank you,'' you said to him with a smile. He kissed your forehead and held you close into a hug.

***

You woke up to the sound of Armin's alarm. It was an annoying cheery, foresty alarm that always made you more angry than glad to hear it. You hated it and will never get used to it. When you turned around, the bed was empty. It wasn't uncommon for Armin to be awake before you, he was more of a morning person that you'll ever be.

Before you left the room, you got dressed in the same clothes you wore the night before. As you opened the door, you could hear Armin's voice in the kitchen. There was a moment of hesitation before you walked in, knowing it was either going to be extremely awkward or a struggle to not jump on Eren.

''Good morning baby,'' Armin came to your side and gave you a hug. Eren was sat at the table, his eyes snapping on you the moment you walked through the door.

''Good morning,'' you answered him, but you and Eren were making eye contact. You didn't answer to Armin, you had no desire to talk to him.

You took a seat at the table on the chair next to Eren. Last night when Armin came home, you let him fuck you, but you were loud. Really loud. You let him believe he was just so good last night, but the truth was that you wanted Eren to hear you. He looked to be pretty pleased when you walked in, so you knew that what you did didn't upset him.

''You know, I heard you last night,'' Eren said as he was looking at his breakfast. Armin looked at him as if he was talking to him, but you knew that was directed to you.

''That must have been so awkward,'' Armin answered. You could see how embarrassed he was from Eren's remark. Eren was amused by Armin's shyness, he always enjoyed embarrassing his friend.

''Was it that good?'' Eren looked at you as you were laughing silently.

''Stop, it's not a big deal, okay?'' Armin answered him.

You didn't know what you were gonna do about this situation, but there was no going back now.

[kekeplsloveme]

You're mine

Pairing: Eren x reader

Summary: In which the reader is Armin's little sister who gets corrupted by his best friend, Eren.

Warning: Modern!AU, NSFW, MINORS DNI, posessive Eren, one death threat but not towards the reader or anything , fuckboy!Eren, unprotected sex, dom!Eren (are you surprised?), sub!reader, dirty talk, the rest you can experience yourselves ;)

Word Count: 4k lets go

A/N: wrote this at 4 am, if you see any mistakes give me a break pls

     Things have been different ever since you moved in with your brother. You do miss your parents and how they wouldn't leave you alone sometimes and you did miss having those family conversations in the living room right after you had your dinner and a crappy show on TV was playing as background noise. It's the little things that count towards the best moments in life, even if it just includes talking about nothing and watching a show that you never cared about.

     The few couple of weeks have been difficult; Armin welcomed you with open arms when you mentioned that you got accepted into the same University as he did and when he offered you a room in his apartment, you were over the moon. You have a good relationship with your brother. He's always been there for you when you needed a shoulder to cry on, always there to defend you to other kids even if he wasn't the strongest one there and would often get into fights he could never win. You loved him more than anything and he loved you just as much. Moving across the country to go to University was the thing that broke your heart the most. The day he left felt like you lost your family and your bestfriend. Sure, your parents were nice, but they didn't compare to how much you and Armin cared about each other.

      A part of why you applied to the same University as him was because of your brother. You wanted to see him again and not just a few times a year. Spending two years away from him was horrible.

     One thing that took you by surprise when you moved in with him was just how many friends he managed to make over just two years. He was part of a huge group of friends that would often hang out in his apartment since some of them either still lived with their parents or had shitty roomates that would ruin the fun. Armin was fortunate enough to have a decent internship the summer before he went to school and stuck with it, so rent was never a problem for him.

     You tried to hang out with them as well, but it was just not the same thing. You felt like they saw you as Armin's little sister instead of as your own person, so you stopped trying to become their friend. Who would want to feel tolerated and not wanted there? You never wanted to make the others feel like they must be nice to you because they like your brother, so you stopped hanging out with them whatsoever. You avoided them when they were over and that way you wouldn't just feel tolarated.  You hated that word so much.

     Just like tonight. Some of his friends were over and you stayed inside your room the entire evening. As you were typing on your laptop, you felt your stomach growl, reminding you that you need food to function. You looked at the clock that pointed to be a bit after midnight. You make your way to the door and put your ear against it, giving yourself a few seconds to listen and see if there's someone in the living room, but when there was nothing but silence, you left your room. Not like you could have been able to tell, your room is on the other side of the apartment.

      As you turned the corner to go into the living room that you needed to pass in order to get to the kitchen, you heard someone's voice. You could tell it was one of your brother's friends, but couldn't tell exactly. He is talking to someone on the phone, that much you can tell, but you waited too long to eat, so you went into the kitchen anyway. You're sure it's not that important anyway.

     "I know, I can't wait-" you heard Eren's voice as you walked inside. The moment you stepped foot into the room, he stopped talking to whoever was on the phone and excused himself under the pretext that he'd call later. It felt awkward; how he looked you up and down, how his eyes were still on you, how he followed you with his gaze as you made your way to the fridge.

     Eren was the one friend that you just couldn't stand. There was something about him that made you feel insecure and like he was trying to dominate the air in every room he was in. He was much taller than you were and you couldn't help but notice the fact that he liked to work out by how his arms looked and how much he liked to show it to everyone. And, God, did he like to tease you. You didn't need to hear it from anyone, but you knew just what a fuckboy Eren was. You could just take one look at him and know, he just gave off the vibe that he fucks everything that moves and you being his friend's little sister, were the perfect target for his teasing. Him being over all the fucking time didn't help your situation either.

     "You're up late," he said to you, but all you did was open the fridge and pour yourself a glass of orange juice. Suddenly, you lost your appetite. "Don't ignore me, little siren," you heard his voice behind you, not close enough to touch you, but close enough to give off that same intimidating feeling.

     "Where's Armin?" you changed the subject. You turned around to face him, holding the glass of orange juice in your hand, but he took it from you before you could even have a sip.

      "What, you're scared you're alone with me?" he drank from the glass and poured the rest in the sink. What a dick. When you didn't answer him, he continued. "Afraid he's driving his little girlfriend Annie home," he leaned on the counter as he spoke to you. You couldn't help yourself from looking at his arms. He worked out today, it was obvious by how good-  by how his lower arms looked. The veins on his arms were the obvious sign.

      "Why did you not go with them, then?" you crossed your arms over your chest in an attempt to give off a confident feel, but you couldn't compare to him.

     "Relax, princess, he's on his way back," Eren got a few steps closer to you. Your back was against the wall next to the fridge, which you pressed even harder into it as he got closer and close to you. It was obvious he knew exactly what he was doing to you and he enjoyed every moment of it. "This necklace," he pointed out, gently grabbing the silver jewelry around your neck. "So pretty," he let go of it and brushed the side of your neck with his fingers and thumb on the other side.

     You couldn't help but feel butterflies in your stomach as he was teasing you like this, pushing the boundaries and pushing you at the same time. He finally pressed his hand into your neck, a gentle squeeze. Not hard enough to stop you from breathing, but hard enough to feel good. "Do you like my hand around your throat?" he whispered in your ear, pressing his chest on yours, pinning you against the wall with his hand and body. "You're so quiet, don't have anything to say to save yourself?"

     You gasped quietly, secretly, but not so subtly loving whatever Eren was doing with you right now. You avoided eye contact with him, you didn't want to see that stupid look on his face right now. He brushed yoru jaw with his thumb and moved his hand further up your face. "Look at me," he ordered you as he grabbed your chin and forced you to look at him, forcing you to go through the painful process of making eye contact with him as he was melting your brain. He's never went so far before, but you knew that with your reaction to all of this, he won't be stopping any time soon. "You're so pathetic," he whispered to you, a smirk forming on his face. "You just like to be talked down on, don't you?" He shook your head, puckering your lips by the way he was holding your face now. "Not a thought inside that head, other than getting fu-" Eren was interrupted by the sound of the front door being unlocked. That same smirk he had got even bigger. He let go of your face, but leaned down to whisper in your ear. "I thought you were like that, but fuck," he chuckled, "I had no idea Armin's little sister was such a submissive little slut." He put distance between you and himself, just as Armin turned the corner to come inside the kitchen.

     He took one look at you, one look at Eren and then another at you. "Is everything okay?" he asks us, but neither me or Eren answer, both for different reasons. "Because each time you two are in the same room, you rip each other's heads off so it's hard to believe you're getting along."

     "Nope, we're good," Eren steps in to answer. "Right, princess? Tell your brother we're fine." Even in front of your brother he can't help himself, but you can't lie and say that Eren talking to you like this doesn't turn you on at all.

     "Yeah, we're fine," you answer Armin, but you were looking at Eren. Eren smiled at you and turned to leave the Kitchen, grabbing your brother as well. At least he got you out of this embarrassing situation.

     The moment you get back to your room, you close your door and press your back on it, allowing yourself to fall to the ground. "What the fuck..." you whisper to yourself, disbelief washing over you, a wave of shame and embarrassment overcoming you as you play what happened between you and Eren on a loop in your head. It was hot, like really hot, and the way he talked to you... You were starting to understand why so many girls want to fuck him, he definitely knows what he's doing. But one thing he told you stands out in particular. How you're submissive. You've had boyfriends before, but none of them any dominant tendancies, so the idea of you being submissive never occurred to you. What was Eren going to do about this now? Is he still going to tease you or did things get worse?

***

     A couple of weeks went by since you saw Eren. Saying that you were doing your best to avoid him was an understatment, but you know that it didn't matter how much you wanted to avoid him at all costs, he is still your brother's friend and he'd still come hang out with him here. Just like today.

     Every few weeks they gather here at your brother's and throw a small party, just enough for them and not anyone else outside the group. It's more like a group hangout with music, alcohol and weed, rather than a party. Normally, you'd say hi to everyone when they got here just to be nice, grab a drink and go back to your room, but you didn't step foot outside your door at all. They've been here for a couple of hours already, and boredome did start to get the best of you. You still can't decide if you were bored because you were all alone in your room or because you wanted to see Eren again, but you tried not to think about that too much.

     As you opened your bedroom door to finally step out, you bumped right into Eren's chest who was about to open your door. You looked up at him, the smell of alcohol and weed fresh on him, it was intoxicating, but you wanted more. "Eren," you said almost as a whisper, feeling your breath get stuck in your chest. Now you know, you definitely were bored because of him.

     "Hey there, little siren," he answered you, placing his hands on your shoulders and moving you backwards, away from the door so he can step in. "You've been avoiding me." Eren pointed out and closed the door with his leg, briefly taking his hand off of you so he can lock the door. Seeing him do that made you feel nervous, but also sent butterflies in your stomach. "Tell me why."

     That same intimidating feeling got to you again. He was so demanding, but also it was so hot to be bossed around by him like this. When you hesitated to answer, he turned you around so your back was against the door. "When I talk to you, " he said as he wrapped his fingers around your throat again, but this time he wasn't as careful as last time. "You answer me," he continued, tightening his grip on your neck. The first time he did it felt like he was just testing the waters, seeing how far I let him play with me, but this time he's taking what he wants. It was hard to breathe, but you loved it. Loved the control he had over you and loved how he made you submit just by existing, how he didn't need to do anything to you to prove just how easily he can mess with your mind. "So answer me. Why were you avoiding me?"

     The look on his face was pure lust. You knew exactly why he came to your room and it was definitely not to just have a chat. "You noticed I was," you answered him, even if it wasn't the answer he was looking for.

     Eren chuckled and let go of your neck, moving his fingers inside your hair. He gripped a fistful of your hair at the base of you scalp, getting a good grip on it without making it hurt too much  for you. "Yeah, I fucking noticed," he answered you as he tilted your head to the side, leaving your neck fully exposed to him. He pressed his lip on it -  one small kiss here, another one there, until he was sucking on one spot right below your ear. You felt your knees go weak, the pleasure from just kissing your neck was overwhelming you, but your neck has always been your most sensitive spot.

     "Eren, stop," you make a pathetic attempt at pushing him off, but all he did was grab your wrist and slam it above your head, now his lips on a different spot on your neck. "Eren, please, don't leave any marks, Armin will know." You sucked a breath in, almost losing control over how he laughed against your skin.

     "You sound so good when you beg, princess," he said to you, brushing his thumb over the two hickeys he left on your neck. "I'll mark you if I want, got it?" He informed you, a smile making its way on his face. "You tried so hard to avoid me just to let me do whatever I want to you now, huh?" He let go of your hair and grabbed your other wrist, putting it against the first one. "You've been thinking about me."

     "Think about you?" you let out a little laugh, but Eren saw right through it. "Please, don't be so full of yourself," you continued, this false act of confidence not even coming across as half believable.

     "I've been thinking about you," he said as if it was the most normal thing in the world. His right hand started roaming on your body. "How obedient and what a good girl you were for me that night," he moved his hand to your lower back, pulling you in closer to his body. "It's so hard to find such a submissive slut, you know that?" he let go of your wrists and dragged you to your desk, pushing the books and notebooks from it on the ground. "On the desk, now."

     You followed his orders in a heartbeat, taking a seat on your desk in front of him. "Have you really been thinking about me?" you ask him in a shy and quiet tone. Your cheeks were blushing a bright pink colour and you could feel just how wet you were. Eren was driving you insane and you couldn't help but fall deeper in the hole he dug for you.

     Eren grabbed your thighs and pulled you in closer to him, your ass right on the edge of the desk as he took a seat on your chair, right in front of you. "Fuck, you were the only thing o my mind, little siren," he pulled of your shorts, but leaving your panties on for you. "The way you were looking at me when my hand was around your throat," he rubbed your inner thigh, spreading your legs in the process. "How good it will feel when I finally get my hands on you and ruin you," he looked up at you and smirked. "How sweet you must taste," Eren grabbed your panties and threw them on the ground. The next thing you know, his tongue was pressed flat against your clit and he was holding you in place by having a strong grip on your thighs.

     He was talented with his mouth in ways you couldn't even describe. His tongue was working magic on your clit and two of his fingers were rubbing all the right spots inside your pussy. "Ah- fuck, Eren," you moaned out and ran your fingers through his hair to hold onto for support. You  started grinding your hips into his mouth, feeling yourself reach your orgasm. It's been so long since you've done this with someone and with how much Eren's been teasing you and the weeks of torment are a recipe for not lasting long at all.

     "Eren, please, " you whines, your mind starting to become fuzzy with pleasure. "I'm so close, please let me cum," your fingers were holding onto his hair like it was the only thing that can keep you alive. "Ah, Eren," you couldn't help yourself from moaning his name, it was just rolling off your tongue and the only thing on your mind. "Ah, please, please, I'm gonna-"

      Your high was cut short before it even happened. The moment those words left your mouth, Eren detached himself from your pussy and got up from the chair. You felt dizzy, you were right there, right there  and he just took it all from you. Your eyes got full of tears, not because you were sad, but because of the sheer amount of pleasure that was ripped away from you, your body doesn't seem to comprehend what you just went through. "Eren..." you spoke out in a shaky voice.

     "As hot as it was hearing you moan my name, " Eren said to you as he wiped his mouth and chin on his t-shirt. "You're not cumming anywhere other than my cock, got it?" You nodded your head and accepted it. All you wanted right now was to please him and nothing else.

     Eren picked you up like you weighted nothing and threw you on your bed. He was so strong, you didn't need to move a muscle in order for him to get whatever he wanted.

     "If I ever see you with anyone else," he started speaking to you as he took his shirt off and threw it on the ground, "I'll kill him." Those words sent butterflies to your stomach. You've never had someone say that to you, but you also didn't know what Eren was capable of. The unknown factor of this whole thing made things so much hotter for you.

     "I'm not yours, Eren," you answered him, pushing that posessivness of his even further. "I'm not your girlfriend and you didn't even kiss me," You ran your hands on his arms, feeling his muscles under your touch.

     "Is that how it works?" Before you could answer, Eren slammed his lips on yours, sealing the deal with a kiss just like you said. He was passionate and agressive, taking control of the kiss without hesitation and you letting him have control without fighting back.  "There," he said, grabbing your cheeks again and holding your face still. "You're fucking mine, little siren," he smirked, enjoying the sheer amount of lust in your eyes, all that lust only for him. "The moment you cum around my cock then I'll own you," you heard his belt buckling and his trousers hitting the floor.

     He grabbed his dick and rubbed it on your pussy, coating it in your juices and his silava. You could feel just how big he was with him rubbing himself on you. "Eren..." You said as you grabbed his arm.

     "I know baby," he reassured you, "I know I'm big, but you'll take it as a good girl, right?" He positioned his tip to your entrace, not pushing it in yet. "I'll make it fit, I'll make you scream for God," he pushed in the tip, getting the head in only. You were so wet and warm around him, you wrapped around his cock so good, it took a lot of effort not to cum inside of you in that moment.

     He started moving inside of you slowly, giving you a few minutes to get used to his size, but the moment that you started moaning instead of hissing and grunting in pain, there was no going back. He set up a fast and hard pace, knocking all your thoughts out of your head. You just felt so good, so warm, so wet, so tight. You wrapped around him like a glove, the pleasure was overwhelming both of you. The only things that could be heard in the room was the sound of the skin slapping against each other and both of you moaning, especially Eren. You never took him as the vocal one, but how would you be able to know any better? His moans sounded so sweet and  filled with pleasure. He was so loud, letting himself fall into all the pleasure he was feeling, allowing you to know just how good your body makes him feel, how he claimed you as his own and held to his words.

     "Eren," you moaned his name again, getting his attention to you.

     "Yeah, baby?" he answered you, picking up the pace he set earlier. His movements were erratic and desperate, he was chasing his high just as hard as you were chasing yours. When he noticed you couldn't form any sentence without mumbling and moaning, he knew exactly what you wanted to say. "You're gonna cum around my dick, baby?" he moved his left hand to your clit, rubbing it in order to help you go over the edge. "Let it go baby, i got you," he reassured you, whispering in your ear in between his moans and grunts of pleasure. "I got you," he repeated, feeling himself get to the edge.

     The next thing you know, your body felt like it was going to explode from the overwhelming amount of pleasure Eren gave you. The room was spinning and you felt as tears rolled down your cheeks. It all was so much, more than you've ever felt with any other partner you've ever had before. The moment you were done chasing your high, Eren did a few more thrusts before getting himself in as deep as he could as he also let go and chased his high. Your hands were on his cheeks, holding him as his  knees buckled, the pleasure overwhelming him as well.

     "So are we together now?"

     Eren looked at you and started laughing, pulling out from inside of you with a sharp breath. "Yes, princess. We are."

[kekeplsloveme]

Snowed in

Pairing: Eren x fem!reader x Armin

Warnings: NSFW, MINORS DNI modern!AU, dom Armin, dom Eren, blowjob, dirty talk, drinking

A/N: figured out how to add that cut for convinience purposes, now it's not painful to scroll past my fic, yay. Not a very long fic, but definitely fun to write. Not proof-read like always, cba, so if theres any mistakes, ignore them please. Part 2, maybe? With a girl? 👀

***

     This wasn't supposed to happen. What started as a nice little getaway with your friends turned out to become a stormy mess, literally.

     Ever since you started college, your friend group separated, each of you finding your path, some further away than others. So, to catch up on all this missing time, Armin proposed that everyone spends a weekend of your winter break in the remote cabin his grandparents owned. It was a neighbourhood build with cabins scatered around a forest at the base of a mountain and the whole porpose of it was privacy. The cabins were far enough from each other that it truly felt like you were on your own in the wild, with the added bonus of the experience of not having electricity. That implied having to mentain an active fire in the fireplace, wrapping yourself in as many blankets as you could and warming up with the help of alcohol, like they used to back in the day, you think.

     The firsts one to get there were you, Armin and Eren. You had to tag along with them because they were the only ones who lived close to you,  plus the fact you couldn't drive added to that need to tag along with them. The drive was horrible, the snow around the cabin was a nightmare to get through and shortly after you arrived, a storm broke through the area. As you helped the boys get the fireplace ready to finally warm up, you received phonecall after phonecall from your friends informing  you that the weather got too bad to drive through and the only way they could attend this getaway was by driving the next day. It was disappointing, you were really looking forward to seeing them, but the good part of this was that you got to catch up with two of your friends.

     "Oh, finally!" You exclaimed as Eren got up from his knees in front of the fireplace, letting you get closer to the freshly started fire. The flame wasn't big just yet, but at this point, anything would be better. The weather outside got worse by the minute, an angry storm pushing the snow around in the air, making all the trees around the cabin shake and hit against each other. You've never been in the middle of a storm like this, bad enough to stop all transportation, but not enough to make you fear for your safety. It was relaxing, in a way. This was really cozy in a way, it meant that your friends and you were stuck inside, together. Being with them made you greatful for having them as friends, nothing about either one made you feel uncomfortable. Probably being with them two is what made you feel so safe.

     "Thanks, Eren," Armin spoke up as he got closer to the flame that was getting bigger and warmer as the moments went by, "I can't start a fire to save my life," a chuckle left your lips, Armin was such a softie.

     "Yeah, you're literally our saviour, Ren," you smiled at the brunette, he loved it when you called him that, even if he never admitted to it. You got closer to Armin who was wrapped in a blanket, giving him puppy eyes until he lifted his arm and let you get under the blanket with him, wrapping it around your body and cuddling up to you. "Body heat is the best way to keep warm during this weather," you gave Armin a cocky smile and in response to that, he rolled his eyes playfully. You loved Armin, loved how kind he was, to you and everyone around him. It made him sad that this has turned out so bad and not more of your friends were able to join, but he was glad at least you two were able to. The initial plan was just for him to come a few hours early to get the cabin ready for everyone, but Eren insisted on joining him so he can have some help and you just tagged along for a ride.

***

     A few hours into the night and plenty of drinks later, all three of you were in front of the fireplace on the soft carpet, talking and laughing about all the memories you made along the years.

     "But do you guys remember when Sasha stole that sandwich from the cafeteria and shared it with the PE teacher?" You all three burts out laughing, it was the funniest thing Sasha's ever done, how she just shared the sandwich so she won't get in trouble, spoiler, she still got detention and still got only half of that stupid sandwich.

     "She was always so hungry!" Armin joined in on the conversation about Sasha, "She always asked me to have a bite, but always nearly finished my food." You missed Sasha and how goofy she was, especially when she was with Connie which was almost all of the time, those two could not be separated, they were like conjoined twins: same energy, same stupid ideas that would get them in trouble, same willingness to go to all extremes to make the other laugh. They never failed to bring a smile to your face.

     You rested your head on Eren's shoulder, feeling all the alcohol you've had this night start to affect you. You were getting a bit dizzy, your cheeks were painted a soft pink colour and you were just super giggly, which is how you tended to be when you were tipsy. "Oh," you exclaimed as you grabbed Eren's arm and moved your fingers up and down, feeling his arm under your touch. "Have you been working out, Ren?" you asked him as you let go of him, but you saw how proud he seemed to be.

     "I have been, Yeah," he said with a smile, "I'm surprised you've noticed." The fact that he wasn't pushing you away or telling you to stop touching you was a good enough sign for you to keep going. Moving from his upper arm to his hands, you grabbed one of them and compared it to yours, thing you always used to do growing up and making fun of him when his were smaller than yours, but you couldn't do that anymore. His hand was big, the veins on the back of it giving an creen more attractive look. Since when were you attracted to hands, let alone Eren's? You wouldn't help it, though, looking at his large hands really made your mind think of how they'd look in... Other places. The sudden fascination you had with him seemed to amuse him, so he moved his hand on your face, cupping your jaw with ease and rubbed your lips with his thumb. What you did nest could only be blamed on the alcohol you've had tonight, because without even thinking about it, you parted your lips and wrapped them around the tip of his thumb. "Fuck," he breathed out surprised, the eye contact you two made never breaking once.

     The tension in the room suddenly became ten times more obvious, especially now that you proved you have no shame when you drink. The thought of Armin being in the room and watching you both is what seemed to have brought you back, backing off from Eren's side, only to be met by Armin's chest pressed against your lack. "You're not going anywhere, princess," Armin whispered in your ear, guiding you closer to Eren. "You wanna do that again for us, princess? It's okay if you say no," Armin continued, keeping his hands on your shoulder and upper arms, politely waiting for your answer before he'd touch you anywhere else. Eren placed his hard back on your face, being on the same level of respect as Armin. You know if you agreed, there was no going back from this, but, God, you wanted it so bad.

     You resumed the eye contact you had with the brunette, but the lust in his eyes made it more intimidating this time. his thumb rubbed your check before making its way to your lips. You took a moment to gather your composure, but as soon as you were ready, you parted your lips and wrapped them around his thumb, gaining a satisfied look from him.

     "What a good girl," Armin praised you from behind, his lips immediately finding their way to your neck. Eren grabbed you by your hips and pulled you onto his lap and you found your seat on his thigh. Both the boys' hands were on your hips and waist, guiding you to let go and grind on Eren's thigh. "C'mon, baby ," Armin encouraged you, letting you rest your head on his shoulder for support. You didn't waste a second longer and you let yourself be guided by them, the motion sending waves of pleasure through your body.

     "You like grinding on my thigh, princess?" Eren's name for you sent butterflies through your stomach and you responded to him by nodding your head.

      A sudden sharp pain caught your attention as Armin wrapped his fingers through your hair and pulled. "Use your words when he speaks to you," you were surprised by Armin's sudden change in attitude, you'd never see him be the type to hurt a girl, but this is something you could definitely get behind.

    "Yes I... I like it," you gasped but Armin repeated the motion.

     "Yes what?" He gave you a few seconds to answer, but when all you did was look into his direction not knowing what to say, he continued. "You say 'yes sir', when Eren asks you a question, got it?"

     You gave Armin a shy nod. "Yes, sir," both of them were pleased by how you were going along with it, this was all the proof they needed to make sure you were on the same page as they were, enough to know they can push you as far as they want now.

     "Look at her, Armin," Eren said to the blond as he was moving your hips faster, the tent in his sweatpants now being very obvious. "She's enjoying herself so much, are you close, baby?"

     Your movements got more desperate and chaotic, which was the only sign the boys needed. "I- Yes, sir," your voice was weak, head filled with pleasure and on the edge of cumming from just riding Eren's thigh. You felt so dirty doing this, they were the friends you've had since you were a kid, now you were being so needy for both of them.

     "Should we let her cum, then?" Armin's voice purred in your ear, loud enough so that Eren could her it.

     "No," his tone was cold, and with that he grabbed your hips and made you stop, your legs shaking from the sudden stop in your movement. You tried to keep going, but both of them kept you in place so there was no reason to fight it. "You keep squirming and you won't be touched for the rest of the night." His tone was so cold and mean, making you wonder so was the meanest from them two, but you were really excited to find it out yourself.

     Armin got up from the floor and Eren push you off of him so he can stand up as well. You were on your knees in front of your childhood friends, who all of a sudden were the most attractive men in the world. Eren's fingers found their way to your hair, gently stroking it. "You earn your pleasure, understood? Do well and you'll get to feel good."

     "Yes sir," You earned another praise from the blond who called you 'our good girl'. Hearing those words turned you on more than you' ever think they would. And so you pulled down Eren's sweatpants first, grabbing his dick at the base and held it as you pulled Armin's pants next. You stroked both of them for a few moments before you moved your lips towards Armin, giving him little kisses along his dick, from the base all the way to the tip, teasing him further by licking the precum that leaked from his dick, your hand still moving around Eren's dick as you took care of Armin.

     Once you were ready, you parted your lips and wrapped them around the head, swirling your tongue around it, getting a taste of him. " Ah, it's so warm, baby," he moaned as he replaced Eren's hand in your hair, not pulling it for now, he just held it as he was adjusting to your mouth. You pushed him further into your mouth, feeling some resistance due to your gag reflex. He picked up on it quickly, sharing a look with his friend as if this was very common.

     "Can't take anymore, baby?" Eren's voice was condescending, faking the worry in his voice and the blond let out a little breathy moan, knowing what's about to happen. "That's okay, let me help you make Armin feel good." As he said those words, he placed his hand on top of Armin's and pushed your head to force Armin's dick down your throat, until your nose touched the base of his stomach. You gagged due to the sudden feeling of your throat getting filled, feeling it contract around Armin. "You're doing so good, see?" you tried to look up and see what Eren was talking about, but the tears forming in your eyes prevented you from doing so. That wasn't Eren's problem, though. Your discomfort didn't interest him, so he grabbed your hair into a tight ponytail and started to bob your head on his friend's dick. Armin was loud, more vocal than you've ever imagined him to be. His moans were bouncing on the walls and you loved the indirect praise from how good your mouth was making him feel, hut Eren was ruthless. He was pushing you all the way to the base, holding you there long enough to make sure his friend took full advantage of what your throat had to offer, then pulled you back, allowed you to catch your breath, then repeated the motion.

     "You did so well, princess," Armin's voice was weak, little moons escaping his lips. "Show Eren how good you can be for him, too." You nodded your head and turned towards Eren's dick, but the brunette didn't waste anytime, forcing his suck down your throat immediately, although with ease due to the warm up you had from Armin. You let Eren use your mouth, loving the way he was twitching in your mouth, feeling pride in how good you were making him feel. When you felt the grip on your hair loosen, you Looked up at them, only to be met with the two men kissing; Eren's hand was in Armin's hair, holding him still as he was clearly dominating the kiss, this made you very sure it wasn't the first time they've done this together. The sight turned you on more than you've ever imagined, you never thought that seeing your best friends kiss would have such an effect on you. Even though Armin was rough and dominant to you, for Eren he was submissive, letting him have his way, enjoying the feeling of being told what to do and pleasing Eren, just like you were right now.

     "I'm so close," Eren's breathy moans informed the both of you, but you didn't only want him to cum, you wanted both of them to feel good. You pulled back from Eren's dick and was just stroking both of them, doing your best to bring their release. "Fuck, you want us both to cum on your face?" Eren asked as you only nodded, tongue sticking out of your mouth in anticipation.

     "Such a- ah, fuck - such a dirty slut," Armin stumbled on his words, his hips pushing forward, desperately pumping your fist as well as you stroking him. They were both close, you could tell by their desperate movements, how loud thir moans were getting, how tight Eren was holding your hair. Moments before Armin was about to cum, he replaced your hand on his dick with his, getting a step closer to you, jerking himself over your face quickly. Eren followed in quickly and before you knew it, both of them were shooting their arm on your face, hair, tongue- wherever it could land. The way they sounded when they came was , devine, like music to your ears and the way they looked as the intense pleasure washed over them was a sight you hoped you'd never forget. Right now, you didn't care they didn't let you cum, you were just so greatful you got to experience this.

     "Here you go, cutie," Armin said to you in a warm tone, completely different from how he was a minute ago. You grabbed his Shirt which he handed it to you to chan yourself up before you'd get up. "Sorry for the mess ," he was so apologetic, it confused you how he can change his personality from one second to the other.

     "How many times honed you done this before?" you asked, curiosity peaked. It was painfully obvious this wasn't a first- time.

    "A few times," Eren answered your question, no shame in his voice. "Sometimes alone, Mikasa joined a few times," Armin was blushing hard now, he was the one embarrassed over how dirty this whole thing was. It was unexpected, but you loved every moment of it.

     "Lets get you to bed, cutie," Armin helped you up from the floor, holding your arm as he walked you to a bedroom. "You did so well, princess." His praise was like music to your ears. "Next time, I'll show you just how good I can make you feel."

[kekeplsloveme]

New experiences

Pairing: pornstar Eren Yeager x fem!reader

Warnings : oh boy... NSFW, MINORS DNI! Modern!AU, pornstar!Eren rough sex, degradation, dirty talking, Eren being a hard dom, face slapping, spitting (just once)

A/N: I wrote this in a day, saw so many fics with Eren being a porn star and just needed to put my own twist to it too. I feel kinda embarrassed to post it cuz i dont think it's that good but oh well. Forgive any grammar mistakes pls it's unedited.

***

     You couldn't recall how you got to this point. Just last week you were a broke college student looking for a way to make some extra money and today you signed a contract with Eldian Movies, a famous production that made adult content. They ranged from vanilla to the filthiest movies you've her seen, that's why they were so popular amongst those who worked in the industry.

     You could still remember the first time you heard about them, you had a friend who had a friend that worked in the industry and told them all about how easy it is, how fun it is to get paid to perform such a basic human being thing and especially about how much money they made doing it. This really caught your attention, mostly because you needed some extra money yourself, plus the way this friend described the job being so easy and fun really peeked you interest.

     So you took all your dignity, threw it in the trash and sent them an e-mail telling them how interested you are about joining their team. It only took a few days to schedule a meeting with one of their mangers to talk about the opportunities they had for you.

     That's where you harned that being new in this industry with no previous experience or online presence didn't get you very far in the interview. Being a young girl and available for shooting wasn't exactly what they were looking for considering the fact they already had plenty of reliable actresses they could count on, but that's when the manager found a way to please both parties.

      "We might have something for you, though," he said after a brief pause he took in which he was looking on his computer through the schedule he had. " Although, it's not something very easy." You waited patiently for him to continue. "These days is really difficult to find girls that are okay or even comfortable with more ... Extreme scenarios. They don't tend to go down that route anymore, so I will be willing to hire you for one of those movies. The pay is higher than the one for regular movies, but it's also a lot more work." You nodded in response to what he was telling you, but also contemplating his offer. " Of course, if you're not comfortable in such scenarios is understandable, but incase you decide to accept the offer, the actor you'd be filming with is called Eren Yeager, I'll let you do your own research on him."

     And with that, the meeting ended. You got up from your chair, thanking the manager for his time and leaving the meeting in a rush. You were a bit disappointed by the answer you got from him, mostly because what you expected was to be offered a role and all you had to do was a blowjob and a few positions and call it a day, but with this outcome, things got a lot more complicated. Plus, what did he even mean by extreme? You really hoped he didn't mean that you'd have to be dressed in a latest suit and dominate him, because then you'd understand why nobody wanted to do it.

***

     Later that night right before you went to sleep, you thought there was no harm in seeing what kind of movies this Eren made, but what you saw was definitely something you didn't expect. He looked profesional, almost every video he made he was dressed in a black suit, he really did have an intimidating aura to him. As you skipped through the videos, you saw a theme in them: the girl was powerless and helpless, while he was in control. He was rough, every move he made seemed to be done with the purpose of hurting the girl, leaving handprints on her hips and ass, as well as hickeys on her neck, breasts, thighs.

     He didn't speak much to the girl, but when he did, she was expected to answer with a shy and weak 'yes sir' or 'Yes master', but never by his name. Another theme you saw was the lack of pleasure the girl received and how everything was about him. He hurt her as punishments but also because he enjoyed it, getting rougher with the harder she cried, calling her derogatory names and condescending comments everywhere.

     A part of you was conflicted over accepting the offer, while a part of you was screaming to not go anywhere near him if you knew what was good for you. It did intrigue you, that much you had to admit, you've never been with a man like him before and you kind of wanted to know what that was like, especially from someone as experienced as he was. So without overthinkinging it further, you sent the e-mail to the manager and agreed.

     The way you saw it wasjust as a new experience that you probably wouldn't be able to experience, at least not with someone who knows excatly what they're doing. There were so many girls out there with their bodies on the internet, plus the job you had didn't get you anywhere other than rent and food, being on your own was a lot harder than you first anticipated. Your thought process was that a lot of famous actresses were in the adult industry before they landed a role in a normal movie, so really, what was the harm in it? You were going to get paid for your time and effort and a lot of men would get to watch and enjoy what you worked on, so in your eyes there were more good sides to it than bad sides. But you already agreed to it, so now there was notburning back.

***

     It didn't take them long to find a good date to schedule the shooting, just nearly a week later than the day you signed the contract. It wasn't a long-term contract or anything, it was one just for this movie wmed you had given written consent of everything that was going to happen in the movie, that you were aware there might be light phisical bruises and that the production was transparent with the contents of both the contract and the action from the movie. Signing it made you feel so professional and important, but at the same time, it made everything seem so much more real.

     You were excited to finally get it over with and cross that of the list of experiences you wanted to go through. Being kinky plus making a movie, two birds with one stone, but once you stepped foot in the building, everything seem to finally sink in, a ware of excitement mixed with being nervous washed over you, making the next step you took be very awkward due to your knee buckling, nearly losing all your balance. You were glad there wasn't anyone else at the entrance, otherwise you would have made a fool out of yourself.

    You were instructed that the shooting will take place on the second floor of the building where a part of the sets were. Although at first sight it might seem like being in this industry is full of weird perverted people who like watching others have sex, everyone who worked, for this company at least, took their jobs very seriously, maybe because they were one of the biggest ones in the industry, but really you had nothing to compare it to.

     As soon as you stepped foot on the set, the director of the movie recognised you and rushed to your side, mumbling about how happy it makes him when the actors are on time, all while pushing you towards the makeup chair to prep you for the movie. The artist was friendly enough to make conversation with you, telling you why they chose the look, why they used a mascara that would get ruined with the least ammount of moisture, complimenting you on how pretty you look with red lipstick on and how you can't go wrong with it.

      As soon as you were ready for the cameras, you were instructed to just go on the set and get comfortable until everything was ready to start, so, with the script you were given,  you made your way towards the office that you were going to film in instead of a bedroom, it was a bit strange, but you didn't question it. The clothes you were wearing were a very slutty school uniform, the idea of the movie was for you to seduce your professor for better grades. You sat in the chair of the professor and opened the first page of the script, all while you rested your head on your hand.

     " So you're the doll they found for me," you heard a man's voice behind you, followed by him running his fingers through your hair, gesture which took you by surprise. "They told me this was your first time shooting, is it true? " His voice was deep and calm, but his presence so close to you made you feel intimidated.

     You nodded your head in response to his question," Yes, I've never done this before, so I'm a bit nervous..." your voice came across as weak, almost shaky, which made things even more embarrassing than they already were. He sighed and let go of your hair, spinning the chair around with you in it. He looked at you closely, but didn't say anything, just studied your face, moving his eyes shamelessly to your cleavage. Your skin felt like it was burning when he studied you that way, no shame or anything. This way, you got to take a closer look at him : his eyes were a  gorgeous green, nearly glistening due to the lighting in the room, his hair was neatly put in a bun to keep it out of the way, beautifully complimenting his pale skin. You really understood why everyone called him the best looking male porn star out there. "I believe you're sitting on my chair, doll ," he pointed out after a few moments of silence. You got up from the chair and gave him a shy smile, he couldn't wait to ruin you later. Eren was the type to really like the innocent inexperienced girls, the way they reacted to his actions, their cries, their moans, all those things were genuine, mostly due to how new all those sensations were for them, he just knew he'd get them addicted to this way of  having sex to the point where he'd be the only one who could satisfy their needs. His confidence was really something else.

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     "You're failing this semester, miss," Eren said while you were stood by his so called desk, "I'm not sure what we can do to fix it. "

   You got closer to him and touched his shoulder with your index finger, slowly moving it lower and lower down his chest. " I'm sure we can figure out something together, isn't that right, sir?" you responded to him in the most innocent voice you could muster and waited for him to continue.

     "We can, but there is a price for it, doll," he pulled you in his lap and wrapped his arm around your waist, pushing you even closer to his chest. His lips found your meck and kissed it gently, all while he was waiting for your consent, hen though he didn't need to hear it. The moment you agreed to the price of your grades, he immediately grabbed the shirt you were wearing and ripped it open, huttons flying over the room. He grabbed your throat, squeezing it quite hard, to the point where your vision got blurry around the edges, but not hard enough so you'd pass out; just the perfect pressure so you'd be in pain and uncomfortable. Pushing you to your knees, you followed his silent command and got on the ground in front of him, the sadistic look on his face made you proud of pleasing him, but this was only the beginning. He let go of your throat, allowing you to breath properly, while his hand moved to your face. He cupped your jaw with this large hand, running his thumb over your bottom lip, gesturing for you to open your mouth, which you obidiently did. He got closer to your face and with a smirk on his face ,he spit right on your tongue, immediately closing your mouth, forcing you to swallow it. This took you by surprise, not because you were disgusted, but because you weren't expecting such a filthy thing so early in. Moments after that, you felt his hand sharply hit your left cheek, sending a sharp wave of pain all through your face, making your eyes water at the sensation. "Where are your manners, slut?", his tone was still calm, but you knew if you didn't act fast he would do it again, which he didn't hesitate to do again after you didn't answer to him.

     You gasped lightly, already feeling your face humming in pain. "T-Thank You, sir," you answered him as fast as you could, not wanting him to hit you again. His expression wasn't pleased anymore, but one of boredome. He gestured with his eyes towards his belt, hint which you immediately picked up, but when your shaky fingers failed to open it, his fingers sharply grabbed your hair, forcing you to stop your movements and look at him instead.

     "Such a stupid slut," he spat out while he took off his belt with one hand, "I don't think you're made for this," his words were harsh and cruel, did he mean for him or making porn? He freed his dick in a matter of seconds, grabbing the base and slapping the head on your lips. " Make yourself useful and open that pretty mouth of yours."

     You listened to his command and parted your lips, letting him push the head inside your mouth while he was holding the back of your head in place, forcing his dick deeper, with every inch getting harder, your throat becomming more resistant to the unfamiliar thing forcing its way in. You gagged around him when he was nearly half way in, earning a breathy moan from the man. "F-Fuck, slut ," he said with a little laugh, throwing his head back the moment he pushed your head his entire length. Tears immidiately formed into your eyes, your throat hurting from the struggle of adjusting to Eren's dick, the mascara you were wearing coating your cheeks from the first tear that rolled down your face. He held you in the same spot for a few seconds, his head thrown back in the pleasure of your throat contracting around him, trying to push him out, out the only thing that happened was to just thrust his hips forward, your nose touching the base of his dick. He let you go in a fast motion, pushing you away from him with a force in which you almost fell backwards, the only thing stopping you was his grip on your hair. "Shit, doll," he moaned as he grabbed the base again, this time smearing the salina you left on it on your lips and cheeks where the mascara painted it. "You almost made me cum with that throat of yours ," he gestured for you to get up and, with your thoughts clouded by lust and desire, you listened.

     The moment your back touched the desk, Eren get rid of your panties and shoved a finger inside you. "Wow, look at you ," he said with a sadistic smile on his face, adding a second finger in. "I knew you were a masochist, you whore, getting so wet over me using you, abusing you ," his words were harsh and cutting, but his fingers were pushing so deep, rubbing just the right spots, making your stomach feel so tight filled with pleasure. His dirty talk made everything so much better, you know if you only listened to him call you such depraved names, it would be enough to make you cum harder than any guy you've been with ever made you cum. His eyes were glued on you: the way you moaned out for him, the way your face melted in pleasure over his fingers working their magic inside of you and he could tell by the way your moans became more desperate and by how you were clenching around his fingers that you were close, oh, so close...

     " Oh god! Please, right there! " you screamed in pleasure and pain , his fingers pounding you with such a speed that it hurt, but you didn't care, you were lost in the pleasure so far to the point of no return.

     Eren smirked at your outburst, "That's right, whore, I am your God, don't forget that," with those words he took out the fingers from inside of you, robbing you of the orgasm you so desperately wanted. " Clean your mess, " he said as he pushed his fingers inside your mouth, letting you swirl your tongue around them before pushing them deep enough to make you gag.

     He positioned himself between your legs, slapping your ditk a few times, earning a pathetic whimper from you before he grabbed your throat, squeezing it just like the first time. "Bug for my cock, doll," he instructed you, but your hesitation earned you another slap on your face from him.

     "Thank you, sir," you said before he could slap your face again.

     "Good girl, now beg me to fuck you." His tone was stern enough to make it clear he won't repeat himself again and if he had to do it again, you'll regret it.

     With a weak and shaky breath, you looked him in the eyes as you spoke. " Sir, please... I want you to fuck me." Slap. He didn't like that. " Fuck!" you cried out again, a few tears rolling down the side of your face from the pain of him hitting your face so many times. " Sir, please, I need you inside of me so bad, I need you to make me yours, please! "

     Eren leaned down to your faced and kissed the cheek he's been hitting this entire time. Before you could realise what was going on, he pushed his dick inside of you in one swift motion, biting down on your neck at the same time. The pain from both him slamming himself inside of you and his teeth biting down on your skin formed a beautiful symphony of pleasure misted with sadism, sending wave after wave of pleasure down to your core.

     His movements were fast and unforgiving, pushing his dick inside of you with no mercy for your sake, simply using you as a doll for his own pleasure and after everything he's done to you, that's all you could focus on as well, his pleasure and his pleasure only. You were squeezing your walls around him every time he pulled out, or at least you tried with the speed he was going at. Your legs were wrapped around his waist, while your nails were digging in his shoulders, trying to keep yourself at his face so you can hear those moans, Oh, his delicious moans. You could cum just by listening to him get lost in pleasure, the pleasure you were giving him by letting him use you like you were made for him.

     "Next time you're with a guy, you better think of me when you cum," he learned down and whispered in your ear, low enough so the microphone won't pick it up, an intimate, dirty command just for you. "keep squeezing me like this and you're gonna make me cum," he said as his movements got sloppier, moans more desperate, his fingers were digging into your hips as he was holding you still while pounding into you without mercy. You know your pleasure didn't matter to him, but now it didn't matter to you either. All you wanted to do was feel him hold you tight as he lets loose and cums inside of you, marking you as his, which is the only thing you wanted to be right now, just his. His doll, his slut, his whore, everything only to just be his, then if it wasjust for a moment.

     You knew  he was about to cum the moment he slammed into You one last time and stilled his movements. You could feel his cum shooting inside of you, filling you up, only because you made him feel this good. It made you feel proud, really. Moments after he was done getting down from his high, he took a moment to take in your beauty: face covered in tears and runny mascara, your left cheek being red from how he kept hitting it as a punishment for not being good enough for him. He really thought you were beautiful now that he moulded you by his own standards, strripped you of your dignity and shame, making you submit to him, that's why he knew that every time you'll touch another guy, you'd be thinking of him, wishing it was his dick inside of you, plus knowing that no man will ever make you feel the way he did really helped boost his confidence even further.

      The moment he pulled out from inside of you, the director yelled 'Cut!' and the cameras got pulled away from the two of you. "Yeager, we've been over how much I hate it when you don't stick to scripts!" he yelled at Eren, but all he got in response was a grin and a tired 'I don't care'. Now that you thought of it, not been half the things you did were in the script, a sudden wave of embarrassment and fear of not being paid clouding your mind.

     "Don't worry about it, doll," Eren said as he handed you a white towel. "He'll make money with anything we give him, especially if it's authentic." You accepted the towel and gave him a weak smile. He placed his hand on your shoulder to catch your attention. " I think it's only fair I buy you lunch after what I just did to you."

      You laughed with him at his comment, wrapping the towel around your body. " Lunch sounds amazing right now.

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Teach you better Pt. 2

Pairing: Eren x fem!reader

Summary: You knew you couldn't stay away from Eren for too long, but he made the wait be worth it.

Warnings: modern!au, incest, dirty talk, choking, edging, penetration, even filthier than last one.

A/N: It's unedited so for any spelling mistakes just pretend they're not there. K thank you xoxo

Pt. 1

You didn't know what to expect from your last encounter with Eren and the fact that you were actively avoiding him definitely wasn't helping rhe situation. Every time you heard his bedroom door open, you'd rush to your room, every time you heard him park his car outside the house, you'd make sure you weren't there as he walked through the door and talking to him was obviously out of the question.

You weren't sure what exactly was the reason why you were so against having any interractions with him. Either the fact that you knew the borderline bullying that would come from him after what you let him do or the fact that you liked it so much to the point where you didn't trust yourself to be around him alone. That is probably what scared you the most; you couldn't stop thinking about it. It was the last thing you thought about before falling asleep, what your mind drifted to wen you were bored, what gave you butterflies in your stomach each time you thought about it. Oh how you wished he did something about it...

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"Sweetie, make sure that you lock the door after we leave and if Eren comes home tonight tell him dinner's in the fridge,'' your mom was running around the bathroom trying to figure out what else she needed to get ready for her date tonight. Ever since your parents deivorced a few years ago, your mom didn't see anyone else. You finally convinced her that seeing someone else after so many years wouldn't make her a bad mom, plus both you and your brother were old enough to answer for your own actions, it was about time she focused on herself.

''Yes mom, I'll tell him,'' you answered her, although you wished you wouldn't have to. ''Now come on, you're gonna be even more late!" You grabbed her arm and started dragging her out of the bathroom, she looked perfect, you needed to give her a little push so she'd not cancel on this date like she did to the last few she had. This guy seemed nice; blonde, tall, the chief of police from your city. You had to talk your mom into accepting a date with him, but you had a good feeling about him. You hugged your mother before she left and reassured her again that it was okay to let herself go and like someone. Her date was already waiting for her in his car in front of the house.

You closed the door behind you and rested your head on the door, letting out a satisfied sigh. It took way too long to convince her to do this, you can't deny that you felt proud of yourself. A part of you was excited to be home alone for one night, you could do anything you wanted and no one would know. Your mind drifted to the one place you didn't want to immediately. A part of you wished he'd show up and finally talk to him after so long, but a part of you didn't want him to show up home tonight.

A few hours have passed since you were home alone, boredome starting to creep in slowly, the tv and your phone starting to not be so entertaining. It was past midnight, so you safely assumed that your mom wasn't coming home tonight. A bit of a gross thought the more you thought about it.

Your attentiom quickly went from being bored to the doorkbob that was turning anf it just hit you - you didn't lock the door. You felt adrenaline rush through you, you couldn't see who would come through the door since the tv was the only light source and you were scared that if you got up to turn on the light, whoever was at the door would know you're there. You got up for the couch and slowly made your way to the kitchen and grabbed the first knife you could find. You heard the door being closed and footsteps towards you. You mentally prepared yourself for the next few seconds that were about to come and when you heard the footsteps right around the corner, you jumped in front of the person, trying to swing the knife at them.

''What the fu-" , Eren grabbed your wrist before the knife would do any harm to him and squeezed your wrist until you dropped it to the groud. ''Good job, you'd be dead now if I was a murderer."

''Why did you sneak up on me like that?!'' You tried to free your wrist from his grasp, but he just squeezed it harder. ''Hey, it hurts, let me go!"

''I didn't think my sister would be dumb enough to not lock the door," he said with a smirk. He didn't let go of your wrist, instead he oushed you against the wall and pinned it above your head. ''You've been avoiding me. Why?'' His tone was calm and bis eyes were fixed on yours. Since he was so close to you right now, you could tell he was high, it was obvious by the smell. ''You can't talk now? I asked you something.''

''I... I wasn't avoiding you...'' your voice was a lot less confident than you tried to come across and whem you couldn't keep the eye contact anymore, Eren forced you to look at him by grabbing your chin and facing you to him.

''That's a lie. I haven't seen you in days. I thought you might be mad at me, but I don't care either way.''

''If you don't care, why are you talking to me right now?''

''Teasing you is fun,'' he said with a dark chuckle, squeezing your cheeks and running his thumb over your bottom lip. You didn't fight back, maybe because you knew you couldn't overpower him and maybe because you were waiting for this for so long already. ''Have you been avoiding me because you were scared I'd do this to you?'' His lips met your neck, softly kissing it. His lips moved across your neck to the spot under your ear, which he gently bit and sucked on, enough to make you feel good, but not enough to leave a mark. You tried to keep quiet, biting your lip to not make any noise, but when a little whimper escaped your lips, Eren stopped and looked at you, seeing how weak you were already. ''Awh, look at you... You're so pathetic sis, getting so turned on over your own brother kissing your neck.''

You closed your eyes, there it was again. His degrading words having this stupid effect on you, but this time it was even worse than the first. ''S-stop...'' you said quietly, almost not even audible, thing which earned you another chuckle from your brother. He was enjoying this teasing as much as you were enjoying receiving it, it was so wrong yet so good at the same time, you couldn't decide if you should just push him off of you or give in.

''You don't want me to stop," he moved the hand he had on your face to your neck, squeezing it around your throat. ''You begged me to cum right here," he lightly squeezed your neck to prove his point, ''you'd do it again, though. Wouldn't you? You loved being used by your own brother, what a dirty whore. So needy for cock you just had to have your brother help you with it.'' You placed your free hand over his, not to ask him to let you go, but mostly for support. He was letting you breathe, but you were still getting a bit lightheaded. ''You're so pathetic, you're so weak for me already.'' He squeezed your neck even more, this time more painful, more desperate; you could tell he was into it as much as you were at this point. ''You were such a good girl last time, maybe you do deserve a bit of attention from me.''

He let go of your wrist and walked towards the living room, you were quickly behind him. When he sat down on the couch, he pointed towards his lap and you didn't need to be told a second time. Strandled his lap and wrapped your arms around his neck, his hands roaming on your hips. You couldn't believe how intimate you two were right now, but oh god you loved it so much.

He ran his fingers through your hair, stopping at the base of your hair. He pushed your head towards his, immediately slamming his lips against yours; the kiss was fast paced, his tongue dominating yours and as much as you tried to fight back, there wasn't a single muscle in your body that was willing to push him away. You made yourself comfortable on one of his thighs, not even realising that you started rubbing yourself on his thigh.

''Fuck, look at you,'' he flexed his muscle so it would feel better for you, occasionally pushing his thigh up against you, earning a moan from you. ''Yeah baby, get yourself off on me'', he smirked at you when you started grinding yourself on him harder and faster; you've been anticipating this moment for so long that getting close to your release wasn't going to take a long time. ''What a dirty little whore for me, fuck... I bet you got yourself off on the thought of me making you cum, huh? You don't need to answer it, I already know. ''

His hands were guiding you on his thigh, he could tell you were close to your release, your moans getting louder, your movements sloppier. ''I'm s-so close... '' you said between your moans. He looked at you carefully and when you rested your head on his shoulder, he knew you were sdconds away from cumming.

''Not so fast,'' he pushed you on the couch, breaking the contact you had with his thigh. ''You didn't think I'd make it so easy for you, right?'' He geabbed your shorts and pulled them off of you, revealing your bare pussy to him, earning a satisfied groan from him whem he saw just how wet you were. ''Fuck sis, you were enjoying yourself more than I thought," one of his fingers quickly found your entrance, pushing it as deep as he could. Another one quickly found its way inside of you, curling both of them when they were all the way inside of you. You arched your back, the sudden burst of pleasure rushing through your body, being overwhelmed by it. ''You're so so tight baby,'' he said as he was moving his fingers inside of you, rubbing your insides quickly. His lips quickly moved to the same spot under your ear that he knew made you so weak. It was the perfect position; Eren towering over you, his ears so close to your mouth where he could hear how good he was making you feel, your moans, whimpers, pleases were so clearly heard by him, it really turned him on.

''Please don't stop, da-" you quickly stopped yourself before you said it and bit your lip, hoping he didn't hear it, but it was too late.

''What did you just say?'' He asked you with a smirk, taking out his fingers from you and pressing them on your lips. You parted your lips and welcomed his fingers inside your mouth, swirling your tongue around them. He slammed his lips against yours again, he wanted to taste you off of your tongue; everything he was doing to you was just another thing that turned you on, so every time he was edging you, it felt like torture being denied the pleasure you were craving so much. ''Fuck, sis, I might just like hearing that from this pretty mouth of yours.''

The next thing that you felt was how Eren was rubbing the tip of his cock across your folds, coating it in your wetness. He didn't give you a warning as he shoved his dick inside of you, making you arch your back in a combination of pain and pleasure. ''S-shit...'' he moaned as he burried himself as deep as he could go, not expecting you to feel so good around him. He's been with a lot of girls, but none of them were as good as you were, both in how filthy you were and how good you felt to be around him. ''Do you like it, slut? Having your big brother's dick inside of you?'' His words were sharp, mean and degrading, humiliating you with both his words and his actions, but for you it was all you've thought about. His movements were sloppy, thrusting his hips into you at a pace you couldn't keep up with, holding your hips in place as he was pounding into you. ''God, you really are my slut, aren't you?''

You nodded your head at his question, not being able to form any words in this moment, all you could think about was the pain of his fast thrusts that got tuned into pleasure as his words were driving you crazy. You knew this time you wouldn't be able to hold bsck from cumming; with every thrust he was rubbing that perfect spot inside of you and the hand he had tightly on your neck didn't make it any easier. You could feel yourself getting closer to your release, you couldn't even recall how many times you got here tonight, all you wanted it just a little push from Eren to get over the edge.

Before you even realised, Eren pulled out of you and grabbed your neck, denying you of the pleasure you were so desperate to achieve yet again tonight. You arched your back in frustration, all it was gonna take was a few more seconds and you wouls have beem pushed over the edge, but a part of you could tell that his intention was to edge you until you were begging him to just let you cum.

''Shit, you almost made me cum,'' he said in a rushed way, his heavy breathing brushing against the soft skin of your neck. His dick was resting on your stomach and you could feel it twitching against your skin, just as desperate for a release as you were. Before you knew it, Eren flipped you on your stomach and pushed your hips forward, forcing you to raise your ass up while his hand was keeping your head down, forcing your back into a perfect arch. ''Look at you, sis,'' he said with a smirk, landing his hand on one of your cheeks with a loud slap, gripping it in his hand after. ''You're really desperate for me, huh? If you want me to keep fucking you, you're gonna have to beg me." You looked at him over your shoulder, your cheeks heating up, a wave of shiness washing over you and all of a sudden, you forgot how to speak. ''A minute ago you were basically screaming from my dick and now you're too embarrassed to speak?'' He sharply spanked you again, earning a tiny scream of both pain and pleasure from you. He lined himself up with your entrance, holding himself still, but got surprised when you pushed yourself on his dick. ''Oh fuck, that's it sis,'' he threw his head back ile holding your hips, feeling you fuck yourself on his dick. ''I never expected my little sister to be such a needy slut," a low moan escaped his lips, his hips moving forward in the rhythm you started, picking up the pace with each thrust you made.

You could tell that he's had enough of it when he squeezed your hips and and pushed you back on his dick as he pushed inside of you, burrying himself as deep as he could go, holding you still for a few seconds before setting a fast pace in his thrusts, rubbing against that spot that made you weak all night long.

''P-Please, Eren- Ah!" You moaned loudly as he thrusted inside of you quite hard, pushing your face on the pillow you were resting your head on. You knew that if you wanted to cum you had to beg him and hope he'd let you get your release. ''I can't, please, I need to- Oh fuck please, I need-''

''Awh, you're so cute when you try to beg me to let you cum,'' he said with a smirk on his face, a part of you hating that you were boosting his ego so much, but a part of you so happy that you were feeling so good that you could bearly form any words. By the way his movements got sloppier, his moans more desperate and how tight he was holding your hips while fucking into you at a pace that you knew it would hurt to walk for a few days, you could tell he was very close to his release as well. ''Fine baby, go ahead, show me how good I'm making you feel."

That's all you needed to hear from him; you were on the edge all night long, but it felt like you got even closer when you heard his permission to cum, never thought that you'd recieve such grwat plessure for being allowed to do something as dirty as this. Your walls tightened around him as you felt all that build up pleasure wash over you, a string of dirty words and desperate moans coming from your mouth. It was better than you ever anticipated; you never never edged before, but you've also never cummed the way you did tonight, feeling wave after wave of pleasure that made your eyes roll back and knees shake.

Before you even came down from your high, you've noticed the fact that Eren also stopped his fast pace inside of you, but mostly that he was working you through your orgasm, making sure that you you got everything out of that moment, it was his hard work that got you there after all, but once you calmed down, his face went back to the unforgiving, angry one that was before, because it was his turn to feel good.

He was already close, it took a lot out of him not to let it go when you tightened around him, your body basically begging him to cum with you, but he wanted you to have your moment. He grabbed your arms, holding onto them as he was thrusting inside of you, and with one final, deep thrust you heard him let out a loud moan as he started cumming inside of you, keeping his pace slow, working himself through this orgasm that your body made him have.

''Lets not rell anyone about this,'' he said as rested his body on top of yours, his heavy breathing brushing on your neck. ''This can be our little secret,'' he whispered in your ear and bit it gently after. You nodded your head, too tired to say anything. You were so happy you stayed and watched TV in the living room instead of just wasting time inside your room.

The headlights of a car made you both jump and you immediately realised that your mom came home. You both rushed upstairs, making sure that you grabbed your clothes and nothing was left in the living room as proof of what you did with Eren.

As you two passed by the bathroom, you felt him pull you inside and lock the door behind you. ''Round two?'' He asked with a smirk on his face, pointing to the shower.

[kekeplsloveme]

Teach you better

Summary: You try to outsmart your big brother, but things always go in his favour.

Warnings: Just pure filth. NSFW (18+), incest, corruption, oral.

Pt. 2?

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The loud song that was playing on your phone was bouncing off the bathroom's walls and alongside with the sound of the water that was coming out of the shower's head falling onto the glass door and ground were enough to muffle everything else happening outside of your bathroom. You've been in there for what feels like forever already, but you weren't done. You've spent most of that time shaving every inch of your body from the neck down that had any hair on it - the way you looked right now was quite comical, having parts where you missed, a few razor cuts from being clumsy and hair up in an attempt of a bun full of some hair treatment you've seen online that claims to make your hair feel so soft and healthy. You bought it anyway even if you didn't believe al those claims, but thought that pampering yourself wouldn't hurt anyone.

You weren't being so crazy about this shower for no reason; tonight is special. Is somwthing you've been looking forward to for days. Every year, your brother's friend, Jean is hosting a party that everyone goes to, he's been doing it for a few years, but since they're in their last year of college it could be the last of those parties. You've never been to them before even if your brother insisted on you coming with them to the last one. You knew better than to fall for what yout brother was asking you, you knew what kind of person he is and how his parties can turn a bit too much for you to handle. But tonight was different. You wanted it to be. You needed it to. For some odd reason, you let the words of one of your brother's ex girlfriends get to you. You were good friends with his latest ex, going out with her all the time, talking about everything and anything, knowing each other's secrets. That's actually how she met Eren; they hooked up after she slept over one night.

Their breakup was brutal; screams, threats and even broken glass all over Eren's bedroom. The reason why their breakup was so ugly was because she found out how your brother cheated on her with a girl older than her, which really hurt her feelings more than the fact that he cheated in general. You tried to calm her down, but she blamed you for what happened, blamed you for letting her date him in the first place and not warning her about what an asshole he can be. But what hurt the most was when she told you that her you're just as awful as your brother. When you told Eren about what she said he chuckled and shrugged his shoulders, he didn't care that your feelings were hurt so badly because of him and even agreed that the right thing to do was to warn her that it might happen. Somehow everything was your fault and you were the bad guy in this situation.

You weren't going to let this go. Not this time. Eren was always mean to you, picked on you, called you names and teased you as you were growing up but it didn't matter. He was your brother, you weren't going to let such a thing get in the way of loving your brother, but this time was different. You never expected an apology from him, you still don't, but you're gonna make sure that he's going to regret what he said to you.

Even if he was a jerk to you growing up, he was very protective of you. Maybe this is one of the biggest reasons why you always got over his teasing and bullying. And this is how you're gonna get back at him with. You won't let him get away with being an asshole anymore.

The only thing you were able to think about ever since you woke up was the outfit that's going to turn heads around tonight. A tight black dress that hugs all your curves in the right ways next to a pair of high heels that accentuate your legs and make your femimine figure pop. You weren't big on showing your curves, only wearing occasional skirts here and there, but never someone as provoking as the dress you picked tonight. You can't help but feel a bit uncomfortable with how slutty you planned on dressing tonight and a part of you was scared of being scolded by your brother dressing like that and be sent back to your room to change into something else, but you wanted to take this risk and not care about his opinion for once.

As soon as you finished your shower, you stepped out of it and began to get ready. You knew you had to be a bit earlier than your brother said, the last thing you wanted was for him to leave without you because you weren't ready fast enough.

***

You were ready for the party, the last thing remaining was putting on your shoes. As you were looking into the mirror at yourself, you couldn't deny the fact that this look made you feel a bit confident. For once, you reallt thought you looked hot and now you were sure that you can make yout brother mad. Your plan was simple: walk into the party, flirt and act easy with one of his friends, make-out with them and stop there. You weren't going to take it too far. Or at least you were naive enough to believe that's what was going to happen. But you knew it was too late to back off from this now.

''What the hell it's taking so lo...'' Eren opened your bedroom door and was almost screaming, but stopped as you turned around in a little jump and a gasp. You were so lost in your thoughts that your brother's apperence at the door really took you by surprise. You should have expected it, Eren never respected your privacy before, why would he right now. He scanned your body, his eyes lingering on your dress a little bit too long. You've mentally prepared yourself for this moment, but the linger he started at you, the less confidence you had, you started to feel overwhelmed and wanted to cover yourself up, it just hit you that he'd never allow you yo wear something so slutty in public. "Nice dress, baby sis," he commented, a smirk appearing on his face as he said those words. This took you by surprise. You prepared yourself for mean names and being yelled at, not a compliment. Not that smirk. Why did he he have that look on his face.

''Thank you, Eren..." you said with a blush on your face. He could tell you were taken aback by his compliment, as if he didn't say it on purpose. Just because you had a plan doesn't mean that now he didn't realise exactly what you were trying to do. Unlucky for you, now he also had a plan of his own in mind and you weren't going to like it one bit.

***

As you walked through the door of Jean Kirstein's house you were hit by a smell of alcohol combined with weed and who knows what else. People desperately dancing on each other to the beat of the music that was playing, girls pulling down their shirts and flashing everyone that looked at them, guys downing beers on repeat trying to impress the girls that were so eagerly watching and not to even mention how many people were trying to find empty rooms upstairs to have some alone time together. At this point you knew Eren wasn't going to let you go from his eyes, now for more reasons that before. For a few hours now you needed to act with a confidence you've never had before, but now it seems like it's going to be a lot harder than what you initially imagined.

Eren grabbed your arm and guided you through the mass of people dancing, not caring about who he was pushing out of his way, whose feet he was stepping on or anyone that spoke to him. With how hw was acting it was hard for you to imagine why anyone would even like him and why so many girls were practially throwing themselves on him, fucking him with their eyes and acting so available. Eren kept dragging you through everyone until you two made it to a corner where there was a couch with a few people sitting down and another few on the floor next to the couch.

"You're late, Yeager," Jean gave your brother a dirty look, ''We've been waiting for you for half an hour already."

''Yeah, don't care," Eren said as he threw a few small bags on the table in front of Jean. Now it was your time to shine. You stepped away from your brother in the eyes of his friends and sat down on the couch next to Jean, it was rhe onlt spot left on the couch. It felt like they didn't notice you until you made yourself noticed. Eren followed you with his eyes, but didn't stop you from sitting so close next to Jean.

''Damn, Yeager," Jean took a moment to look at you before having that exagerated reaction about you, ''who's this babe here with you?" Jean teased, knowing exactly who you were. He stretched his arm on top of the couch behind your back; you your knees together turned towards him. When he stretched his arm around your back, you gave him a little smile and leaned back on it, trying your best to seem more available than desperate. To you, Jean's chest seemed inviting, so to really put salt on Eren's wound you snaked your hand on top of Jean's chest and gave him a little gasp and started complimenting him on how strong he is and how he's always been your brother's favourite friend.

To you, it seemed like this whole thing with making Eren mad for flirting with his friend wasn't working out. On the contrary, at some point into the party Eren started bringing you a few drinks. This was all new to you; partying, being around Eren's friends, your outfit, your behaviour, even Eren acting nice to you. For once you really thought you won, Eren seemed small in front of you and you were the winner.

At some point in the night, Jean asked you to dance and you eagerly accepted. It was a combination of still putting up an act, but also a bit of courage from the few drinks you've had throughout the night and you honestly grew to enjoy Jean's company. It's not like you had your sight set on Jean tonight - he was the easiest to get to and it just so happened that he's more fun than you thought.

As you started dancing with him, he wrapped his arms around your waist and turned you around, pressing your back on his chest and as the song changed to a more dirty song, he started guiding your hips on his to the beat of the song, occasionally holding you still and pretending to thrust into you, gaining a flirty giggle and smile from you. The few drinks you've had tonight were enough to give you a bit more courage, let you loosen up and enjoy dancing with your brother's friend. When Jean's fingers brushed the hair from your neck, you felt Jean's body move and when you looked back, Eren pushed him away.

''Eren, the fuck is your problem?'' Jean asked sounding quite annoyed.

''She's my little sister, don't be gross.'' Eren's tone seemed as neutral as it gets. ''Dancing I can pretend I don't see, I won't let you of everyone touch her like that.''

The next thing you know is Eren grabbing your arm and telling you that you've had enough fun for today. You knew better than to protest, he'd get his way no matter what and you'd make yourself look like a fool in front of everyone. You walked right besides him as you two left the party and if others didn't know any better, they'd think you're his girlfriend and he had other intentions than to drag you away from Jean Kirstein's arms.

***

As soon as you stepped out of Eren's car, his attitude towards you changed completly. You heard his door being shut closed and immediately he slammed your door closed as well, thing that made you jump, making you wonder why he was so agressive.

''Was that all you wanted all night long?'' He asked you in a very annoyed tone, grabbing your arm to make you look at him. ''You dressed up as a slut to get some attention from my friends?"

You couldn't believe what he was telling you, being taken aback by his words and how rough he was with you.

''Eren... You're hurting me...'' you hissed in pain as he chuckled at your discomfort. He started walking towards your house and when you walked in through the door, he slammed it shut just like how he did at the car.

''Well you got it, slut," he pushed your body against the door as he spoke to you, grabbing your arms and putting them both above your head. "You got aaaall the attention that you're craving.''

You moved your eyes from Eren, but it wasn't because of the fact that his words were making you feel uncomfortable or ashamed, but because you didn't mind what he was saying or the degrading names he was calling you. You could feel your heartbeat quicken and how your knees become weaker by the second, how could you ever let your own brother make you feel this way? What filthy fantesy did you really think was gonna happen?

''Where's the attitude you had not even 10 minutes ago?" he asked you in a harsh tone, grabbing your chin with his hand and forcing you to look at him. ''You were giving Jean those fuck me eyes and now you can't even look me in the eyes?'' A smirk appeared on his face as he was saying these words and you had a feeling he caught on how his words were affecting him.

As if this wasn't his intention from the beggining. He read right through you from the moment he saw you in that dress and he knew you wouldn't be getting your way. He's never thought about you in this way before, never imagined you'd be into such filthy things or even letting him come this far with this, but now the only thing left on his mind was what your limit really was.

''If you're really craving dick so bad, then I'll make sure you won't be acting like a slut in public just to get some," he let go of your arms and walked towards the stairs. He gestured for you to follow him without even turning around and when he heard your steps rushing behind him he knew he wasn't going to hold back from anything anymore.

As you entered Eren's bedroom, he pushed you on his bed and closed the door with his leg at the same time as he took off his shirt and threw it somewhere next to his bed. Now it was the perfect time to appreciate his body; you knew he was hot long before this, the fact that he always slept without a shirt on and meeting in the kitchen in the middle of the night gave you an idea of how he looked, but now that appreciation was different. Maybe all the lust that was clouding your mind combined with all the alcohol you drank at the party didn't let you see Eren as just your brother tonight and the excitment of what he was going to do to you tonight really made his figure even more attractive in your eyes.

Eren sat down on the bed next to where you were laying and leaned back on his hands. He gestured to the ground and you took the hint immediately, no words needed to be spoken. You obeyed, getting down on your knees in front of him quickly, gaining a chuckle from him.

''That eager, whore?" he asked as he ran his fingers through your hair, gripping a fistful of your hair in his hand, ''Are you that excited to take your big brother's dick down your throat?" Another smirk appeared on his face as spoke to you. You never thought those words would ever have this effect on you, never thought you'd get this weak over your brother calling you all these degrading names and all you could do in that moment was look into his eyes, trying to search for some words, but nothing coming to your mind.

''Awh, look at you,'' he sais as he grabbed your chin again and moved his figers to your cheeks, pinching them and puckering your lips. ''You're so turned on by your brother degrading you that you can't even speak anymore. You fucking disgust me," he moved his thumb towards your lips and you immediately stuck your tongue out a bit to meet it, circling it with the tip. When he pushed it further into your mouth you welcomed it with your tongue and wrapped your lips around it, sucking on it gently while you were swirling you tongue around it and when you heard him whisper 'fuck...' under his breath you knew you were doing a good job. He moved your head back, his fingers still wrapped in your hair and gestured to his pants. You unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down.

''Wow...'' you whsipered as you looked up at him, feeling your mouth water a bit. You never expected your brother to have a small dick, but now that you saw it in it's full glory, you understood why so many girls were drooling over him. Your reaction seemed to stroke his ego a bit since he grabbed it from the base and slapped it on your cheeks a few times.

''Open," his command was quick and simple, slapping your tongue with his dick as soon as you stuck it out. ''What a little slut,'' he said as he placed it still on your tongue, admiring the view of you being on your knees and patiently waiting for him to fuck your mouth.

He started pushing his dick into your mouth slowly and you wrapped your lips around it, your tongue immediately moving to the tip, swirling your tongue around it just like you did it with his thumb, not once breaking eye contact with him. He pushed it in as far as he could without you gagging, but you could tell he wasn't going to stop there by the way he threw his head back and cursed under his breath.

''Half way in and you're already starting to choke?'' He asked as he threw his fingers through his hair, pushing the loose strands away from him face. He looked back down at you and held your head still as he continued to push his dick deeper into your mouth, the feeling of your throat contracting around him making it so much more pleasurable than you could ever imagine and when your nose touched the base of his dick, he held you there for a few seconds, shaking your head so your throat would contract around him again and again, sending waves of pleasure through him.

''Fuck, fuck, fuck..." he moaned as he let you go and threw his head back again, you were taking it so well, not even once pushing him away or tried to move away. ''Fuck sis, you're such a dirty whore,'' he said as he wiped a single tear that fell from your eye from your gag reflex. He quickly grabbed your hair again and pushed his dick all the way, but this time quickly and not giving you a chance to adjust to his size, making you choke on it harder than the first time, breaking the eye contact you were maintaining with him all that time. He held you still at the base for a few seconds again, but this time he wouldn't let you go; he grabbed your chin with him other hand to hold you completly still and started to thrust into your mouth without mercy, the feeling of you choking on his dick making his dick twitch into your mouth. You placed your hands on this thighs for support, digging your nails into his thighs from all the preassure, starting to feel dizzy from the lack of air. A few moment later he pushed your head away, ending up in you being pushed back a bit from the sudden movement. You took in a few deep breathes, trying to shake the dizziness, but your little break was suddenly interrupted as he grabbed your head again. He got up from the bed and was in front of you, jerking his dick over your face as he pushed it above your face. You instictively opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out.

''Ah- What a good, good girl,'' he moaned as his fingers found their way into your hair, holding you as still as he could, ''You're just waiting for your big brother to cum all over this pretty little face, huh?'' You could tell he was getting really close by the way his hand was moving fast and sloppy over his cock, by the shakiness in his voice and by the almost whimpers of pleasure that were leaving his sinful mouth and you were ready for it; you were ready for him to paint your face with his cum. ''Or maybe...'' he said as he rested the tip of his cock on top of your waiting tongue, ''I should give you a chance to see how your big brother tastes like.''

It felt like those words were all he needed to push him over the edge, breaking into a moaning mess, sinful music to your ears which makes you wish you recorded it for later, as wrong as that kight be. You didn't care, you loved as he was holding you under his control, forcing you to feel his hot cum hitting your tongue and lips, forcing you to love.the sensation and taste. You didn't take your eyes off of him for a second, keeping eye contact with him the entire time. Maybe it was because you wanted to obey him, hoping you'd get a release as well or maybe because the facial expressions he was making were truly driving you crazy; you've never seen something like this before, never seen a man so handsome wrapped into so much pleasure before, but you loved every moment of it.

''You better swallow every single drop, understood?" You nodded your head and retrieved your tongue back into your mouth. A few seconds later, you reopened your mouth, eager to show him what a good girl you were for him.

Eren threw his head back, all the pleasure he felt a few seconds ago becoming overwhelming, his knees slightly shaking and a satified look creeping on his face. You didn't look anywhere but at his face, becoming imaptient with every second he wasn't paying attention to you, but as soon as he was done with his high, he was also done with you.

''H-Hey!" you shouted at him in annoyance as he got up from the bed, put his clothes back on and made his way to the door. ''You're not actually...''

''What were you expecting?'' he asked you with a confused look, almost like he didn't just fuck your mouth. ''You're my little sister, no way I'm gonna touch you like that." You knew he was teasing you, taking what just happened almost as a joke, not being phased by it at all. Your cheeks started burning as the realisation of what just happened creeped in, shame washing over you as you realised just how much you enjoyed being used by him and the fact that from now on there would be endless teasing and borderline blackmailing from him didn't make the situation any easier. What did you just get yourself into?

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Forehead kisses are more romantic than normal kisses.