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⋆˚✿˖° - ft. CONNIE SPRINGER | contains: f! reader. unprotected penetrative sex. nsfw. au. aged up to 21. connies just so cute <33

author's note: excuse any grammar mistakes!!

you and connie were strictly friends. nothing more and nothing less. connie and you would flirt constantly, but he never seemed to think much of it and you tried to play it off to the best of your abilities. you guys were practically studying the same major when you met connie. he was really funny and helpful, especially when it came to some of the harder concepts.

ding!

connie: hey do you wanna study together tn??

you: sure what time

connie: 5? ur place cool? jean said that he has someone coming over tn

you liked the message in response. 5pm had rolled around quicker than you expected with connie knocking on the door. you open it to him, looking down at you with those big hazel eyes. you let him in, locking the door behind you. he puts his stuff down by the dining table and starts going through your fridge.

"so, jean still trying to get over mikasa?" you ask following him into the kitchen.

"yeah," he says as he pulls out the cotton candy grapes you have and some juice. "He'll be okay, though. I think it's fucked that mikasa slept with him just to piss off eren. she knew what she was doing."

"have you talked to her?" you ask jumping up on the counter, sharing the grapes.

"Sasha did. says she feels bad, blah, blah, ya know? anyways though, its the same fuckin thing every time." He rolls his eyes and takes a sip of the juice.

you throw a grape in the air and try to catch it with your mouth, but you miss and it hits you in the forehead. Connie watches this and chuckles.

"here let's see if u can do it," challenging him by tossing a grape in the air for him to try. he moved too slow and it hits him in the head, bouncing off. you start laughing. he laughs with you too. you eyes catch and your heart skips because the way he's watching you. noticing you. you break the eye contact and put up your sarcastic demeanor to try and play off the sudden tension.

"so are we gonna do this statics homework or what?" you ask him, jumping down from the counter.

you take your seat at the table, opening your laptop, pretending that you don't notice him watching you. you blush realizing who it is that's staring at you. you've always had a minor crush on connie but never made a move since you guys were pretty close and didn't wanna ruin the friendship. Sasha, even eren (randomly), thinks u guys should go out but, again, you play the nonchalant card.

u check the time and its been about an hour and u guys have barely completed the first problem. one of you guys always breaks the silence to joke and sometimes, both of you will just completely forget about what you guys are working on. finally, you play-yell at connie.

"okay, I've had enough of your sick fucking jokes. can we please finish this?"

"my sick jokes! really, you're gonna pretend like you're not the sick fuck here!" connie jokes (again). you tilt your head and give him a look that he gets.

You guys sit in silence, while Connie begins to search for useful study materials online. You watch as he types on the keyboard with nimble speed, his eyes scanning the screen intently. You find yourself lost in his movements, mesmerized by the way his hands move deftly over the keys. Connie glances over at you and smiles. “Thanks for letting me come over today,” he says. “Yeah, it was nice of you to ask,” you reply, feeling yourself blush slightly. He sets his computer aside and leans in closer to you, and you let out a small gasp as he brushes his lips against yours. The action is so sudden and unexpected that you’re caught off guard, but you don’t pull away. Instead, you lean into the kiss, feeling a rush of euphoria.

As you deepen the kiss, you feel his hands move to your thighs. You can feel how his big hands engulf the skin, gripping you a little hard as he lifts you out of your chair into his lap. As you straddle him, you hear yourself moan softly as he pulls you closer, deepening the kiss. You part ways, breathless and disoriented. You feel like you could drown in his eyes, his touch, his scent. Your hands slide up his chest, exploring the contours of his muscles beneath his t-shirt. You feel his heartbeat beneath your fingertips, syncing with your own rhythm. He pulls away slightly, his eyes searching yours with intensity. “What do you want to do next?” he asks, his voice rough with desire. You shudder at his words, your body buzzing with anticipation. “Fuck me,” you reply, your voice barely audible.

Your hearts races as he picks you up and carries you to your room. Once inside your room, you're flooded with sensations of excitement and anticipation. He guides you over to your bed, and lays you down at the edge of the bed. You're both too lost in each other's gaze to speak, but you know what's to come. As he leans in closer, your whole body is on fire. He brushes his lips against your neck, sending shivers down your spine. You breathe deeply, wanting more.

Your fingers trail down his chest, down his abs, to his waist, and finally to his boxer briefs. Your hand slips inside, feeling his warmth and hardness against your fingertips, and you moan softly. He groans, pressing his lips to your neck again as he digs his hard-on into you through your clothes. You can feel his arousal against your thigh, and you shift uncomfortably. You want him, you need him, and you can’t deny it anymore.

You want him to kiss and lick and hold you tight. You’re burning up, and you can feel your body tremble with anticipation and desire. “Connie, please,” you beg, your voice low and husky. “I need you.” He looks at you, his eyes filled with a mixture of lust and tenderness. “I need you too,” he whispers, before leaning in to kiss you once again. His hands roam over your body, exploring every inch of flesh on display. You feel yourself growing wetter by the second, your body responding to his every touch. Slowly, he undresses you, pulling off your clothes with deliberate care. You shiver as the cool air hits your exposed skin, but you don’t object. You’re entirely consumed by him, every touch and caress driving you further and further towards the edge. Finally, you’re lying there fully naked, your skin flushed with desire.

Connie is hovering above you, looking down at you with desire. He reaches out, tracing the curves of your body with his fingers, before leaning in to capture your lips in a passionate kiss. His thumb finds your clit, rubbing small circles. You moan softly, your body arching into his touch as he deepens the kiss.

Your hands roam over his chest, his abs, and his waist, feeling every ridge and valley as he breaks the kiss and moves down your body. His lips brush against your neck, your collarbone, and finally down to your chest, leaving a trail of kisses in their wake. You're lost in his touch, your body buzzing and aching with desire. You feel his hand make its way between your legs, slowly he inserts his middle and forefinger. Your body bucks and shivers uncontrollably at his touch, yearning for more. He pauses, gazing at you with lustful intent. “All wet, just for me. All of this, just for me,” he murmurs, his voice filled with emotion.

"Don't stop,” you plead, desperate for him to continue. He doesn't need to be asked twice, his mouth moving your breasts as his fingers continue to tease and pleasure your body. With each kiss, your desire grows stronger. Your body is on fire, wanting more of him. You reach your hand down his pants and begin to slowly jerk him off. “No, not yet,” he replies, his eyes sparkling with mischief. Connie continues to touch you, teasing you, and making you crave him more and more. You feel your body tense and your breath catch in your throat. "Please," you whisper, unable to contain yourself any longer. "Please, just fuck me." Connie looks at you with a look of pure lust in his eyes, and you can tell he's ready to give in to your request. He pulls off his underwear and aligns his tip with your entrance. "Fuck, you're so beautiful," he murmurs, his voice thick with yearning. He slides almost all the way in. You grab the sheets and moan. “‘s too much, Connie.” “You can handle it babygirl, as he pushes himself deeper inside of you. You feel like you’re being stretched beyond your limits, but you’re loving every second of it. He starts to move in and out of you with a slow, seductive rhythm that drives you wild. You feel like you’ve never been so turned on in your life, and you moan loudly as he continues to drive his cock deeper into you. You feel your core ready to break. He lifts himself up, gripping your hips as tight as he can, watching as he goes in and out of you. He loves the view of you. Tits bouncing with every thrust, you gripping his arms, the sheets, anything to try and ground you. He liked how he had you, how stupid you got on his cock. Babbling and begging him to fuck you, to go deeper. But what he enjoyed most, was the way his name sounded every time you moaned it. It was him. He was making you feel this way. He wanted to be the only reason you moaned. The only reason you came. He moves his arms on both sides of your head, to go deeper, to feel your skin on his. You take this as an opportunity to dig your nails into his back and running your hands through his buzzcut. He feels the way your cunt is sucking and squeezing his cock, and all he wants to do is make you cum.

“I wanna see you come apart,” He says beginning to pick up the pace. You feel a new wave of pleasure wash over you.

“Yes, yes, I'm close,” you moan, his touches, the intensity of his love making. You moan as his lips on your neck and you're in love and desire. “Cum for me.” He’s grunting and kissing your neck as he plows in you. Your walls are buckling as he thrusts deeper and deeper.

”Please, Connie, please,” You pleaded, needing him to continue. Finally, your coil snaps and you’re screaming Connie’s name. He’s still thrusting relentlessly, leaving you drunk on pleasure.

You moan, gasping for air, feeling like you're flying high. You can feel his muscles contracting, his release building up inside you. “Please fuck me, Connie. Don't stop, ” You beg, your eyes are closed, in a trance of pleasure, not knowing where your hands are, but they're probably cradling, caressing, feeling him up. ”I'm so close.” Connie says, and you feel him twitch inside you. You can feel the pressure building up inside of you, and you're getting close to climaxing again. Your body is tense, your muscles tensing up as Connie pounds harder and harder into you. Connie's eyes lock onto yours, and you feel your heart skipping a beat. You're in awe at the sight of him, lost in his touch and the way he fills you up, feeling the pleasure in your body. Connie looks down at you with a mix of lust and love.

He leans in for another passionate kiss, his lips pressing against yours eagerly. He tenses, feeling him twitch again and you both cum at the same time. You feel his hot, white stripes fill you up as Connie continues to still deeply thrust into you as you ride out your highs together. He pulls out and lays down next to you. Your hearts are still racing, and you're both panting and sweaty from the intimate encounter. "Wow," he says, still feeling the after effects of your pleasure ride. You pat his chest and sit up, beginning to get dressed. “Thanks for that,” you say, feeling embarrassment creeping up on you.

Connie chuckles and stands up, “You're welcome. I'm glad you enjoyed it,” Connie says.

You continue to get dressed, feeling embarrassed and guilty at the same time. You're not sure how to feel about what just happened. On one hand, you're incredibly turned on and satisfied. But on the other hand, you're also feeling a sense of guilt and embarrassment. Connie seems to sense your discomfort and gently pulls you into a hug, holding you close. "It's okay. You don't have to worry about anything right now," he says softly.

“You don’t want to head out?” You ask him confused, assuming this was all he wanted with you. “What? Do you want me to leave?” He asks looking a little hurt. You feel a stab of guilt in your heart. “I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you” He looks at you with a smile. “You didn’t. I’m just confused is all. I’m not sure what your end goal is, Connie.” You replied, trying to understand and explore your feelings and emotions towards him. “I like you. I’m not sure about like labels yet, but I’d like to see where this goes,” he says, searching your face for what you’re thinking.” You nod. “I’d like that too.” You smile at him and kiss him.

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