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zcmbi · 2 years ago

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STRAWBERRY HAIRCLIP 🌸🍓

★ summary: female! reader finds a tattooed stranger asleep on her bed in the middle of her squishmellows at a house party.

★ pairing: college!eren jaeger x soft maths major fem!reader ♡

★ warnings + tags: 18+, college au, tattooed eren, softcore cute reader , eren w a snakebite piercing , thick thigh reader , poetry from eren, smut .

★ wordcount: 3,395

a/n: this is my first fic here ! i read a lot of eren au’s today and this idea suddenly came to mind ! i decided to share . please enjoy !

“ not again…” an exasperated sigh fell heavily from your lips like it weighed a thousand pounds . you were standing in front of your house , a small pile of books you had borrowed from the library squeezed against your chest as you looked at the fluorescent lights peaking out of the windows . the bass from inside your house reverberated throughout the neighborhood , and even from the outside , you could distinguish the faint sound of a pop song .

another college party .

your brother was a heavy partier , but you strongly disliked when he did those at home without even warning you first . you had a throbbing headache from having your nose in books all day , practicing for mid-terms . the last thing you needed were drunk college kids slurring around and music blaring in your ears .

rest , you needed rest .

options - doja cat ft JID

you pushed the front door to your house open and instantly wished you hadn’t . as if it was waiting for a chance to hit you , the sound of music rushed to you and assaulted your ears , making you wince back in surprise . “ im gonna kill this asshole,” you grumbled under your breath as you started pushing past the squeezing bodies that danced in the living room .

you stopped in the kitchen which seemed relatively empty , except for a flury of red hair moving between the fridge doors .

“ sasha ?” you called out over the music . the red-headed girl in question jumped in surprise , her head yanking up to smash directly against the frame of the fridge . the force of the action caused it to shake a little . she yelped out in pain . “ are you okay?” you quickly questioned with your hand slapped over your mouth to hold in a laugh .

“ im good , im good !” she quickly said as she stepped away from the fridge with a bottle of tostios’ spinach dip . “ you’re not here for the party , are you ?” she said , eyeing your outfit with an amused look on her face .

you obviously looked misplaced and you knew it . with your printed , pastel yellow high-waist pleated skirt , yellow oversized ‘ LEMON’ sweatshirt and knee high socks , you rather looked like you belonged browsing an empty aisle in a CD store or at barnes and nobles . – and honestly , you wish you were .

your style has always been the epitome of soft girl core , with small stickers adorning your cheeks and orange blush at the tip of your nose . your requirement was to look like a cute fairy nymph at all times .

you’ve been like this for as long as you could remember and before the trend gave it this name . your brother found it endearing , even though he’d mask it by poking fun at you . you didn’t care though , it gave you comfort .

“ where’s my idiot brother ?” you questioned . watching her prying open the bag of chips and scooping up some of the dip . a lot of it .

“ oh – he’s gone somewhere upstairs with katie “ she paused to swallow, “ you don’t wanna see him now…” she shook her head and you quickly caught on to her suggestion .

“ ew!” you grimaced . the last thing you wanted to think about was your brother…doing it .even though he was two years older and you were relatively close , one thing you didn’t want to know about was...this.

you shuddered softly and stepped forward to make way for the drunk couple that stumbled in with their mouth glued to each other in an intense make-out session . your mouth lifted in an annoyed expression while sasha shielded her face away like she had looked directly into the sun for too long , ‘ gross ! connie i dont wanna see this !’

you laughed softly at these two before deciding that your hunt for your brother was over . you just really wanted to sleep – as much as you could despite the music. “goodnight , sash ! and…connie ?” the last part came out like a question as the man seemed to be too preoccupied by the blonde he was kissing . you smiled at the waving sasha before making your way out again.

you inhaled again before diving back in the crowd , looking to reach the stairs that lead to your room . you got a few stares which you completely ignored , not wanting anything to do with drunk college boys . your eyes stayed focused ahead of you , giving the clear message that you weren’t here to have fun . you balanced the books against your chest as you went up the stairs and into the hallway . the sound of the music was considerably lower , but still bothersome . you walked past a few people making out in the hallway , your eyes focused on your white bedroom door at the end of the hall , holding your breath at the mere idea of finally finding solace – peace in your sanctuary . you lifted your knee to allow one arm to reach for the handle while the books took support against the other arm steadily . you twisted the doorknob and wasted no time to walk in your room , but what you saw nearly made you scream for help .

i was never there – the weeknd

in the middle of all your squishmellows , sprawled out , and in a seemingly deep sleep , laid a complete stranger . he wore black cargo pants , a white shirt and a black bomber . he slept comfortably on his back with a tattooed arm draped over his eyes , glossy lips slightly parted letting air through as his chest rose and fell softly . the shiny metal on his lip caught your attention , and you identified it as a snakebite piercing. the position had allowed his shirt to ride up his hips , the V lines showing a sinful path that curved and dipped down inside his Calvin boxers which were peaking out of his pants . the fairy lights above your headboard shone soft golden orbs on him , painting an ironic picture as he laid against your avocado-patterned comforter . you felt your throat closing , strangely aroused by the scene .

you couldn’t stop the book avalanche even if you wanted to . the book on top slipped out of your grip , dragging down all the other ones with it and they subsequently hit the ground with a loud thud . ‘

“shh ! shh !” you tried hushing the book as if they were alive as you knelt on the floor to pick them up . the sleeper immediately froze at the sound before he quickly sat up , his messy bun almost coming undone at the abruptness of his reaction. he stared at you through confused , tired eyes before realization hit him . “ oh shit !” he croaked out , voice deep from his tiredness as he sank on the floor to help you pick them up .

“ w-who are you ?” you questioned while looking down , feeling the tip of your ears go red . why are you even getting shy ? he’s the one in your room .

“ eren. “ the stranger you know as eren held out a small pile of books towards you . you didn’t look at him directly . “you ?”

you mumbled out your name.

his green eyes peeked at one of books he held and a thick eyebrow scrunched in confusion , “ differential …equations…?” the confusion was evident in his tone as his head tilted to decipher the picture on the book cover . a few strands of hair fell above his eyes .

“ applied mathematics major ,” you answered after having swallowed the ball of anxiety that had settled in your throat .

his emerald eyes widened in surprise before a small smirk lifted the corner of his lips , “ for real ? damn . “ you were used to this reaction . most people thought you studied theater or fashion because you always looked like you could be in a winx club live action .

“you ?” you asked back . quickly taking the books from him and dropping them on your lap , the impact causing your thick thighs to jiggle softly . eren did not seem to miss this action , his eyes lasting a minute longer on the sight before looking up at you . you subconsciously thought of the typical college fuckboy majors; business , or music...

“ literature.” it was your turn to show surprise , and the boy chuckled softly at your expression . you couldn’t help but notice how white his teeth were .

“ah…” was your answer . you wanted to slap yourself for losing your social skills for a minute , but you were just too tired to handle so many emotions and words at the same time .the boy only chuckled in response , his hand brushing back the bangs that only managed to fall over his eyes again . “you don’t seem convinced .”

miss you – oliver tree , robin schulz

“i’m not,” you answered honestly , a small smile of your own dancing on your lips , “ you look like you study…”

“ business ? music ?” he took the words right out of your mouth as he stood up , extending his hand down towards you . you were suddenly taken aback by how tall he was and how he seemed to command all the attention in the room . you blushed when you realized how close you were to his thigh and quickly grabbed onto his hand to stand up , except he pulled you up harder than you expected and you crashed against his chest . the smug look on his face told you he did it on purpose . your chin rested against his chest , slowly assessing the height difference between you two .

for a moment , his eyes seemed to have darkened into something more primal before they softened again , a smirk curling his lips upwards , “ and you didn’t strike me as a maths major either . “

you rolled your eyes , feeling slightly offended . you turned around and stepped out of his embrace towards your desk , suddenly feeling chilly. you knew it was your insecurities hitting at you – people always had a hard time believing you were smart and it pissed you off . however , you had long moved passed this – or so you thought . how did eren manage to set you off so easily ? it wasn’t even that bad .

he felt the cold air coming from you and raised his hand in defense , “ hey , hey . not saying there's anything wrong with that , you know ? i wouldn’t be able to half of what they do anyway, “ a small smile drew on your lips at his attempt to reprimand . “ plus,” he added as you arranged your books on your desk in no particular order to distract you from your wild pulse , “ its ‘cause you’re really cute . in a…forest pixie kind of way…”

love lost – mac miller , the temper trap

a small giggle broke from you , “makes sense . thanks. “ you answered , bending forward a bit to work your sneakers out of your feet while holding onto the table . the cold air hit the cheeks of your ass which was unknowingly protruding out of your skirt and you heard a sharp breath being drawn behind you .

when you turned around , eren almost looked like he wanted to pounce on you . you cleared your throat gently , feeling blood rush to your lower stomach like molten lava .

“ what do you do in literature anyway ? analyze Shakespeare’s attachment issues ?” this ripped a laugh out of eren . his laugh was even more attractive than his smile - it chimed pleasantly in your ear , sounding boyish but deep .

“ good point . but we did study him a lot .”

you arched an eyebrow and smirked , “ what’s your favorite quote by him , then ?” you asked challengingly , not really expecting him to answer . you just wanted to mock how boys challenged you whenever you expressed interest in something unconventional . eren shrugged before lifting his eyes towards the ceiling in a small moment of contemplation.

“ love is not love which alters when it’s alteration finds, or bends with the remover to remove. it is an ever-fixed mark, that looks on tempests, and is never shaken.” he finished the last part , teal eyes boring into your soul .” my favorite author is bell hooks , though.” he added with a small smile .

to say that you were taken aback was an understatement . the tattooed stranger that broke into your room just spoke the most meaningful words in the softest , yet firm tone you’ve heard. you wanted him to recite poems to you over and over.

the two of you stayed silent before you looked towards your bed and back at him . “ uhm…what are you doing in my room , anyway ?” you decided to address the elephant in the room which you should’ve obviously done a while ago .

“ oh , uh i was looking for a bed to crash and sober up and your room smelled good ... like strawberries .” he explained and looked at your bed and the array of squishmellows decorating it with a look that seemed endearing . “ not gonna lie , it’s the most comfortable sleep i’ve ever had .” he said and you smiled with pride knowing that you had invested a lot of money into making yourself the softest , most comfortable bed ever .

“ but , i can leave if you want...” his voiced trailed off as if hoping you would say no - which you did . “ i mean you can stay a while more...”

“ hell yeah ! “ he cheered and let himself fall back on the bed which allowed him to bounce back a few times before he grabbed one of your blue axolotl squishmallows and pressed it against his face . you laughed softly , oddly proud that someone loved your bed so much . your friends always loved staying in your room when they came over, but it’s the first time a stranger - who seemed so different from you expressed such content from being here .

you plopped down on the bed and brought your knees to your chest , looking up down at your hands while you chipped away at your pastel nail polish . eren pulled the plush down slowly , green eyes peeking over at you. “what ?” you asked feeling your face heat up uncontrollably. “ you’re cute. “ he simply said with a smirk before looking up at the ceiling .

you bit your lip from stopping your smile from spreading too much . “you’re flattering me .” you replied as you looked down at your thighs which seemed to have been more exposed than you thought . the elastic at the hem of your thigh-highs sank slightly into your skin , squishing it out in a way that seemed more lewd than you intended . you quickly reached to pull your skirt down but ring-covered fingers pressed against your thigh , the cold metals sending chills down your spine as he blocked your action.

“no.” he said in a semi-commanding tone . “ they look great.” you could see the intensity in his eyes as he looked at you and moved his hand away after letting it slide down a bit leaving a burning path from where he touched you .

your heart was beating inside your ears at this point and you needed a distraction . “where are your friends anyway... or girlfriend ?” you bit your lip .

white tee - summer walker

this was a bait to see if he had any girl in his life , which , why wouldn’t he ?

“they’re all drunk and annoying right now...and don’t have one” he answered the last part with a smirk on his lip as he looked at you teasingly , long and thick eyelashes that curled at the corner giving him a gracious aura . “ why ? wanted to know if position was empty? “ he asked in a teasing tone .

“ you’re such an ass!” you whined , pushing him with soft laugh to mask your embarrassment at the fact that you were, in fact , checking. eren chuckled and reached towards your face , pointing at one of the stickers adorning your eyes . you understood that he wanted it , so you pulled a little star and placed it against his hand .eren looked at it like it was the first time he’s even seen a sticker.

a small silence settled between you two as you played with your fingers .

“ what about you ?” he suddenly asked after his silent contemplation .

“ nope !”

“damn...how ?” he asked , genuinely confused and you shrugged in response , “ they’re not business majors “ you replied teasingly which made him release another amused laugh . the vibration shocks throughout your body .

eren looked at you silently , bangs brushing agains his long lashes which clearly annoyed him . he tried swatting them away but it never worked . you giggled softly and motioned for him to come closer to you , “ come here,” you told him as you removed one of the hairclips that held your ponytail .

eren obediently scooted closer to you , resting his cheek against your thigh while his hand palmed at either sides of them . “ is that okay ?” he asked . to have the hottest boy you’ve seen resting on your lap ?

YES , YES , YES , YES !!!

“ sure “ you answered and he simply closed his eyes with a content smirk on his lips . you were ready to combust as you reached down , brushing the soft strands of his dark hair away from his face and slicked it back into his messy bun before sliding the hairclip over it and securing it . you smiled as you looked at him . what a contrast it was - this edgy , tattooed man with a strawberry hair clip in his hair . he didn’t seem to care either .

“i’d eat you out real good right now .” the words he let out almost made you choke on air. he opened his eyes looking back at you and he was dead serious.

the man let out a laugh at your expression before closing his eyes again , his lustful expression suddenly gone like it was never here . “ don’t worry , i won’t.”

you probably looked at him like he grew two heads . you didn’t say anything back , your stomach in knots. he was so hot , it hurt . would you really pass up an opportunity like this ? when the last time you even got laid ? this time by the hottest man you’ve ever laid eyes on .

“what if i want you to...?” you attempted back , voice coming out small but hopeful .

suddenly the hands that were resting so softly against your thighs tightened their grip and eren smirked at he lifted his head . “good girl” he praised

you gasped softly as he pushed your back to the bed , your cunt throbbing uncontrollably . he parted your legs and knelt between them , his erection pressing against your thigh . he felt so hard . you bit down your lip , feeling your wetness spill out . “ wanted to eat that pussy the second i saw you on that floor...” he admitted , his voice low and guttural . his fingers pulled your panties down and hooked your legs over his broad shoulders . his fingers separated your puffy folds , exposing your pussy completely to the cold air . you bit down your lip , letting out a needy whine causing your tiny hole to clench around nothing and eren nearly felt his mouth water . “shit...” he breathed before sticking his tongue out , letting fingers collect the saliva on them before rubbing them on your bare folds . you didn’t need any lubrification , but he just wanted his spit on you . he was convinced he’d never seen a pussy like this . he was about to dip his head down and eat you like a caveman when you stopped him mid-action.

“eren ?” you asked , blushing beet red . he was confused but paused to listen , hoping you didn’t want him to stop already . “ c-can you tell me another poem ?” the man couldn’t help the smile on his face. “ you wanna be talked to while getting your pretty pussy eaten ?” he mused before nodding, “ of course, princess. “

he dipped down between your thighs , his hot tongue sliding down your folds .

“by my soul,”

his hands squeezed your thighs around his head even more , like he wanted be suffocated . you moaned out at the delicious contact of his tongue gliding down to your hole.

“ i can neither eat”

his lips closed around your clit , his piercing brushing against it making your body jolt on the bed. “eren !”

“drink”

his lips sucked on one of your labia folds before releasing it. “fuck - eren !”

“nor sleep;”

he lifted his head and ran the flat of his tongue against your whole cunt before moving his head sideways to place kisses on your inner thighs , his warm breath fanning soothingly over your skin .

“nor– “ a finger dipped in your hole , slowly thrusting in and out. you screamed his name again, body shaking on the bed, “,what’s still worse , ” he placed another kiss against your pussy ,

“love any woman in the world but her.”

his head dipped down again, and this time, he wouldn’t stop eating you out. you felt pleasure ripple through your body in delicious waves as your eyes closed and you let yourself go . the last thing you saw between your thighs was his dark glossy hair and the strawberry hairclip that held his bangs together .

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zcmbi · 2 years ago

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please engrave this on my tombstone

Connie's Mom p2 (NSFW)

Pairing: Eren x Blackfem!Reader

Summary: Eren befriends Connie when he goes home for summer vacation to get to his fine ass Momma

19 year old Eren thinks he’s grown and Milf!Y/n shows him how to be grown

Story Playlist: Apple Spotify

Eren’s lounging on Connie’s bed, strumming soft chords on his guitar and Connie’s on the window seat across from him furiously writing down lyrics. They had gotten tired of playing video games so now they were trying to write a song. Connie could sing, that’s one of the things that Eren never expected but it made the friendship more interesting.

“You’re taking too longgg,” Eren says with a drawn-out sigh as he stops strumming his guitar. “Sing something before I die, you fuckin’ monk.”

“Shut the fuck up you shit faced ass licker,”

“Geez, Connie, you kiss your mother with those lips?”

“What? Ew- no- didn’t I say shut up?”

“Make me or else I’ll lick your ass.”

“I'ma do something I never did to you girl,” Connie’s still writing his own lyrics as he sings for Eren and his voice is a melody, soulful and strong. Eren starts strumming his guitar again, trying to match Connie’s flow. “I'ma turn you out, ah show you a new you girl,”

Connie’s almost done writing their song, but he keeps singing anything so Eren doesn’t nag him to death. “Stretch it out 'cause I'm gon' work you good girl,” Connie pauses, biting his lower lip as he scrawls the last few words. “And don't be bougie it’s the night ah need a hood girl,”

“Sing that shit, Connie!” Eren’s laugh is genuinely pleased, liking the way Connie sang out each last word cause he has just the right chord for it.

Connie’s done singing though, bouncing in his seat as he says an energetic, “Yo, shutthefuckup”, rolling his tongue to make sure he has Eren’s attention before he says, “Listen to this, I had some trouble editing the chorus but I think it rhymes.”

They’re interrupted by his mother before Connie can even start. Y/n steps into the room, peeking around the crack in the door. “You were singing, my love?” She questions and her son’s already flustered cause he knows she’s about to start simping. “It sounded so beautiful, you’re an angel, darling!”

Being around Miss Y/n really messed with Eren’s nerves now, despite everything, Eren genuinely fucked with Connie- he was a cool guy. So it’s understandable when Eren comes to the conclusion that nobody can know cause he’d be fucked if it got back around to Connie. So the game began. Eren keeps his transactions with Y/n curt and he never made conversation with her if Connie was around.

“Mommm,” Connie sighs. “Not while Eren’s here.” Connie’s nothing like Eren, he’s loud, bright and goofy and he doesn’t get annoyed easily and maybe that’s why he and Eren have managed to stay friends up until now.

It’s a tiring game, though ‘cause all Eren does is hang out with Connie since there’s not much to do in this small town. Y/n’s playing the game so well though, going about her motherly duties without so much as a lingering look. It’s cold, though. Girls were usually all over him by now but not Miss Y/n. It’s sexy, it only makes him want her more when she acts like that.

Y/n’s not even looking at Eren and he takes great offense to this, so he teases her with a, “Yeah, Mom, not while I’m here.”

Y/n’s flustered and it’s so embarrassing when her pussy starts aching and she gets sex flashbacks, fondly remembering how Eren gripped her ass as he gave her some mean, long dick strokes. Where did he learn how to fuck like that? Huh?

“Are you guys hungry?” Y/n keeps the game going. “I cooked Mofongo,”

Connie’s such a sweet boy, face lighting up at his mother. “Really?! Oh man, now I’m hungry”

Connie’s father is Puerto Rican and even though he’s been absent, Y/n really tries to include his other cultural heritage so he doesn’t miss out on anything.

“Okay, I’ll bring some up.” Y/n takes her chance to leave, sparing Eren a glance before she leaves. He gives her one of his ‘Eren’ smirks and Y/n closes the door, stopping to take a breath before she goes to fetch the mofongo.

Y/n’s the type of mom to make sure your friends eat too and Eren’s never had mofongo before and he’s not hungry, but he eats it just because he knows Y/n cooked it. Nobody’s cooking compares to Carla’s yet Eren found himself actually enjoying it. After they eat, Connie sings him the lyrics he’d written down and Eren likes it, so he plays his guitar and it’s night time when they finally complete the symphony. Connie’s too tired to keep going and they decide to pick a name for the song tomorrow. Eren’s cool with that, so he tells Connie he’ll take the plates down to the kitchen on his way out.

Y/n’s there washing dishes and Eren likes the way the tye dye spaghetti strap romper squeezes her body. Damn, Miss Y/n looked dumb thick as Eren comes up behind her. She’s vigorously washing a pot, the force coming from her right hand scrubbing moving her body and Eren likes the way her ass ripples so he comes in close, reaching around her to put the plates in the sink.

“If I was your momma I’d whoop your ass,” Y/n mutters, but she doesn’t stop scrubbing though and she’s not all the way mad cause she’s getting hot between her legs, feeling Eren’s warm body on her back and she’s reconsidering when Eren starts feeling on her.

“She did,” Miss Y/n’s dumb thick and her back fat looks delicious, calling Eren’s hands to her sides. “Doesn’t mean it worked.” Eren muses, thumbs stroking her back fat as his hands slid down to her hips.

“Must’ve not been hard enough,” Y/n says with a little laugh but she doesn’t get to enjoy her laugh cause Eren gets on his knees, pushing his face up into her ass and Y/n jumps up onto her tippy toes.

“Boy, what are you doing?!” Y/n drops the pot, her black curls swinging over her shoulder as she turns her head, trying to get a look at Eren.

Eren wraps his arms around her thighs, holding her there as he nuzzles his nose up into her ass. She braces herself on the sink, eyes flickering to the kitchen door to watch for Connie. His face is in there, really in there, suffocating between her ass cheeks and Eren squeezes Y/n’s thighs. He can’t see but Eren doesn’t care, nose nuzzling her asshole through the slinky material and he feels the fatness of her pussy on his lips.

“Ah!” Y/n’s eyes go wide when he starts nipping at her pussy and she’s running, putting her knee up on the counter as she balances on one set of tippy toes. It wasn’t the smartest move and Eren abuses his access, fingers dipping into her flesh as he pushes her thigh up, holding it there as he nibbles at the outline of her pussy through her romper.

Y/n’s pussy’s getting hot, she’s spreading it for him and Eren nips at her clit, pulling a soft “Hnngh,” from Y/n’s sweet lips and he nips her there again.

“Goddd, Miss Y/n,” Eren praises when he pulls back, giving the side of her ass a slap. “No panties?” It’s supposed to be a scolding but Eren sounds excited, he sounds needy.

Y/n’s flustered, eyes closed and her eyebrows squinch up as she tries to compose herself- but fuck, her pussy got thumping something serious and it’s over for her when he nips her clit again. Y/n bends over the sink, poking her ass out and submitting to Eren. Eren’s in her business again, nose in her ass as he licks at the slinky material, his tongue pressing up into her pussy and he knows exactly where everything is, he knows exactly where to lick.

Eren works the middle, the center of her romper and his mouth is so wet with every lick the romper’s sticking to her pussy. He pulls back to get a good look and Eren shudders at the sight. The tye dye fabric is drenched on the outline of her fat pussy, clinging to her spread lips and dipping between them, clinging to her clit.

“Let me eat it, Miss Y/n.” Eren’s breath is shaky and all he can do is worship her. “Please.”

Y/n vaguely remembers taking Eren’s hand and leading him to her bedroom. There’s no talking once she closes the door cause Eren’s on her. She barely gets her romper off when he’s lifting her fine ass up and putting her on the bed. Eren doesn’t waste any time putting her on her back and he tears her legs open, stopping abruptly. The sight of Miss Y/n spread out like this for him sends shivers over his skin, raising the hairs on his arms.

Y/n’s hair is splayed out, hands are above her head and she looks so fucking yummy. Her breasts, her tummy, her pussy looked so fat, so delicious and Eren wants to eat her the fuck up. He goes to work, diving in her pussy with a passion even Y/n isn’t ready for.

“Oh...Oh,” Eren’s tonguing out her little clit and it’s like a shot of lighting everytime the wet texture of his long tongue dragged against her core and she doesn’t even have to pull her legs back, cause Eren’s pushing them back for her, taking all the pussy she had to offer. Soon Y/n’s burning up and her pussy’s all sensitive and hot and she’s leaking into Eren’s mouth and he’s such a thirsty boy, his adam's apple bobbing up and down as he laps all of her up.

‘Where did he learn to eat pussy like this?’ Y/n’s thinking, wondering as she props herself up on her elbows, mouth open and eyebrows pulled together, moans breathy and hot. Her skin’s dipping under his fingers as he squeezes her thighs and Eren opens his eyes, smirking into her pussy when he sees how hot and bothered he’s gotten her. He slows down his licks as he looks into her and Y/n’s face gets hot, she gets shy, and she looks away. Eren likes the way her pretty big lips tremble and he knows she’s being stush with her moans.

“Don’t look away, Miss Y/n.” Eren’s hands are sliding down her thighs as he breathes hot words onto Y/n’s pussy. “Look at me,” Y/n hates his mouth but she loves how his lips are moving against her pussy. “Please, Miss Y/n.” She lifts her hips when Eren’s fingers start sliding under her ass and he licks her so soft, so light as he begs. “Please…”

So, Carla raised him right. Eren’s using his adult words and he sounds so needy, he sounds so desperate.

“Miss Y/nnn,”

Y/n doesn’t know if it’s her motherly instincts or the thumping in her pussy but she can’t not look when Eren starts kissing her pussy, nuzzling his nose into her front. He’s like a touch starved kitten, moaning into her pussy and squeezing her ass and Y/n gives him her attention, looking into him and Eren’s eyes light up with something mischievous. Y/n can’t describe it, it’s like his tongue twisted out from between his teeth and he licks her clit to the side before he licks it up and flicks his tongue, licking her clit to the other side and oh wow, she’s never had that before.

It was like a triple lick combo and Eren wins, his body shivering, dick painfully pressing into the bed when Y/n rewards him with one of her sweet, mind fucking moans. Eren reads her body and he’s never been one to pass up a fatality on Connie, so he plays the game, licking Y/n up just like that again. She moans for him, making up her face and Eren’s confident she won’t look away so he licks her again and again and again and Y/n’s tummy is tightening, she feels her nipples aching and goddd, her clit’s twitching in Eren’s care and he doesn’t care, he’s gonna make her cum.

Eren nips at her clit and Y/n jumps, back arching as she moans a loud, “Ohh,” and Eren’s nails are scratching her ass as he grips her flesh, chasing her pussy. It’s as if he’s sorry, rolling his tongue up and down between her lips, massaging her clit and Y/n forgives him, relaxing her body. Eren’s pulling his hands from underneath her and Y/n doesn’t realize he’s holding her down now cause he’s licking her pussy up in the loveliest manner. Eren nips her clit again and his hands are on tummy, keeping her shaking body still as he gently grazes her clit with the edges of his teeth and Y/n’s singing when he applies more pressure. It’s like she’s being fried, her pussy’s so hot, toes curling and Y/n wants to rip out her hair.

“Eren!” Y/n loves it, her chest heaving as she tosses her head back, crying his name. “Ere-ah-Eren!” She’s hissing when she cums, squirting on his lips and chin and Eren’s so nasty, he puts his face in it, nuzzling his nose into her pussy as she rides out her orgasm.

Eren’s licking his lips when she’s all spent. Her pussy juice tastes so good and he’s licked it all up off of his lips so he licks Y/n’s pussy again, getting it right from the source. Y/n’s clit is all sensitive and she’s jumpy, her spine lighting up with every single one Eren’s greedy licks.

“Wait.. Wait,” Y/n’s nervous, tummy sinking in as she tries to wiggle away and Eren reluctantly stops licking her, but he doesn’t leave her all the way alone, peppering butterfly kisses on her pussy lips. She’s taking too long to calm down, her chest still heaving and Eren’s getting desperate again, mumbling low, whiny “Miss Y/nnn,”s against her pussy. He can’t help himself and he licks Y/n again.

Y/n doesn’t like to see him like this and she feels the need to comfort him pulling at her core. Y/n doesn’t know what she’s doing, reaching down between her legs to hold his face as she purrs a, “Come up here baby,”

Eren’s an eager boy, crawling up between Y/n’s legs as she guides him up and Y/n caresses his face, pushing his baby hairs back as she guides him to her breast. She knows the left one is his favorite for sure now, cause Eren sighs as he closes his mouth around her big dark areola. When he closes his eyes, resting his head against her chest, Y/n tells him a soft, sweet, “Good boy,”. It doesn’t feel like anything at first, Eren sucking her breast, but it gets him to be quiet and that’s what she wants. His hair isn’t in a ponytail tonight, it’s long, tucked behind his ears and it feels soft when Y/n runs her fingers through it.

Eren wants all of her though, grinding his dick print against her wet pussy and massaging her other breast. Y/n lets him, enjoying the feeling of simply being wanted. It’s an amazing feeling, growing like a fire inside of her and Eren doesn’t leave her alone, squeezing her other breast and licking on her nipple. He’s humping her now and Y/n’s breathing a small, “Oh,” everytime her body rocks and Eren’s getting her all wound up, he’s getting himself all wound up.

Y/n realizes she’s gonna get to fuck him again and her pussy gets all hot again and there’s this spot, this spot deep inside of her that starts to tingle, to itch, and Y/n wants to scratch it, rocking her hips up everytime Eren humps her. He feels so solid, hard and her pussy flutters when she moves her hips down and her clit drags on the front of his sweatpants. It sends shivers into her and Y/n’s pushing him away and Eren pulls away thinking he’s done something wrong. Y/n doesn’t want him to pull away though, she’s burning up and her hands feel like they’re melting as they run down Eren’s sides, her long french tips hooking into the waist of his boxers. “Take these off,”

Eren breaths a, “Fuck, that’s hot.” and It’s not a request cause Y/n drags his boxers and sweatpants clean down his thighs in one go and it’s so sudden, Eren’s not ready and his ears get alarmingly red when his dick slaps his belly with a loud, “thwack”. Y/n’s face lights up, a devilish smile spreading on her pretty lips and It’s not helping Eren’s case.

“Don’t be shy now,” Y/n hums as she takes hold of his dick, handling it like if it were a mount she intended on taming. Eren watches as she guides his dick down, her delicate brown fingers running down the length of his dick and he thinks she’s gonna put it in, he wants her to put it in but she lets it go and Eren’s all flustered again when it slaps against his belly.

Y/n’s never seen him like this, she’s never seen him so flustered, so shy and she’s definitely heard Carla talk about his iconic red ears but she never thought she’d see them, see them here, like this. So she takes the opportunity to tease him.

“What’s a little boy like you doing with such a big cock?” It’s an adorable sight and Eren can’t look at Y/n, not when she giggles as she lets his dick slap his belly again.

What could he possibly say to that? Eren’s dick twitches in her hand when she wraps her fingers around the base and fuck, it feels good when she guides him down, her fingers dragging over his sensitive skin and it drives him crazy when they squeeze around his tip but it ends in shame when she lets his dick go and Y/n loves the sound it makes when it hits his belly.

“Did you hear that?” Eren quivers, pulling his eyebrows together when she touches him again, guiding him downwards and Y/n holds her breath when she lets him go. “That’s the sound of a strong cock,”

“S-Stop it,” Eren’s plead is a shaky one. “Stop it, M-Miss Y/n.”

“Where’s that mouth now?” Y/n’s taunt comes out with a small giggle as she toys him again and Eren’s sideburns are red now, it looks like it's on the back of his neck and Y/n coos a loving. “Aww, I’m sorry.”

Eren can’t forgive her and Y/n feels as if she took it too far. Y/n reaches up, comfort on her fingertips and in her pretty brown eyes as her fingers brush his neck before she caresses his face, bringing his eyes back to her own. Only when he looks at her Y/n runs her finger tips over his lips and Eren likes the way her nails feel on his lips so he flicks out his tongue and it doesn’t taste like anything but it’s Miss Y/n, so he enjoys it, licking his tongue under her long french tip.

Y/n cooes at that, soft and airy and continues, grazing his skin as she drags her fingers down his chin, his neck, his chest, his belly and Eren knows she’s gonna put it in, just by the way she takes hold of his dick. Y/n see’s him shaking, it’s not enough to cause alarm but he can’t stay still and Y/n likes this Eren, she likes this version of him, she likes him this way.

She tells him softly, “It’s okay,” as his dick rubs her slick pussy lips and when she puts it in, any resent Eren has for her melts away, his lips parting as he lets out an unsteady breath. It’s so hot, so wet and Eren can’t describe the feeling. Miss Y/n’s pussy feels full, plump inside- it’s like her walls were pushing against him and pulling at him at the same time, it feels like his dick is being choked, suffocated.

Y/n knows Eren’s forgiven her when he remembers his manners, sinking into her the rest of the way as he comes close and Y/n moans, soft and sweet for him when he starts digging in her deep and Eren rests his forehead against Y/n’s, breathing hot against her lips as he grinds her pussy out.

Eren itches her scratch, her pussy softly squelching when he pulls out and gives her a solid stroke and he loves the way Y/n moans for him, “F-haa, wow,”. It’s a delicious stab to her soft spot and it hurts but Y/n likes the way it hurts, it hurts so good. Eren kisses her and he doesn’t waste anytime, tongue delving her mouth as he strokes her again and Y/n’s eyes flutter shut, her body loves it, she’s opening her legs wider, chest pushing out as she arches her back and fuck, Eren likes the way she feels against him, the way she sounds right now and he can’t help giving her what she wants.

The dick is so good it’s stuffing her ears, her eyes, her head, her pussy and Y/n’s a mess under Eren, moaning small “Ooh,”’s and “Ah,”’s everytime he rocks into her body, opening her pussy up and pulling coat after coat of fresh cream from her insides. God, he’s all in her pussy, all in her face, breathing hot against her lips and Y/n loves being wanted, being needed and she feels young again. Eren’s lips are trailing down her chin and he buries his face in her neck, giving her pussy a particularly deep, needy stroke and Y/n’s getting lost in him, fingers scratching his back as she drags her hands down to his ass.

Eren lets out a soft, “Miss Y/nnn,”, hot in her neck as she squeezes his ass and Eren’s never been slutted out like this. His strokes don’t feel like they’re his own but he loves it, she’s encouraging him, pulling him into her and Eren doesn’t wanna let Miss Y/n down, she needs him so much right now. Eren doesn’t let her down, keeping the pace of his strokes consistent and he knows he’s got her when her pussy starts fluttering, clenching around his dick.

“Fuckkk, Miss Y/nnn, take this dickkk,” He’s moaning, hot into her neck and Y/n brings her hands up, cradling his head as he slides up in her pussy and she’s moans a soft drawn out, “I amm,” when Eren starts grinding out her soft spot and he’s really skewering her, digging into her womb and Y/n feels like she’s gonna break.

Eren takes care of her though and Y/n’s holding him tight as he starts stroking her pussy out again. Her tummy’s tightening, pussy clenching up and Eren really has to fight to open her pussy up, splitting her head and taking his time winding out her belly before he starts all over again. His crotch is rubbing against her clit, balls slapping her ass and fuck-

“-You really oh… really know how to fuckkk,” Y/n praises as she starts fucking him right back, rocking her hips up into his strokes. She’s cupping Eren’s ass, pulling his body into her own. Eren’s balls are churning something crazy, his dick starting to throb and he doesn’t wanna cum too fast so he slows down and starts grinding her soft spot out again. It’s all in vein though cause Y/n’s still fucking herself, rocking her hips up to drag her pussy up his dick and rocking her hips down to stroke him.

She’s taking it from him, eyes closed as she works for her nut and Eren’s face is hot, panting into her neck and when Y/n clenches her pussy tight around him he smashes his mouth into her own, pressing fervent kisses all over her lips until she she parts them for him. Eren’s tonguing her down, swirling and twirling her tongue and Y/n can’t keep up, her hips rocking in earnest, desperate for his dick.

Eren’s fumbling, hands feeling their way down her hips and once he’s got a grip on the back of her thighs he breaks the kiss and Y/n’s breathing hard, her pretty brown eyes low as Eren pushes her legs back and she moans a loud, breathy, “Ohhh,” when he starts beating her pussy down. Her body’s shaking, breast and tummy jumping everytime Eren slams into her and her pussy, oh god, Miss Y/n’s pussy’s squelching around his dick, obediently taking all Eren has to give her. He gives it to her, again and again and again and Y/n’s eyes are rolling back, fingers gripping the sheets and she doesn’t want to.

Fuck, she doesn’t want to cum but Eren makes her cum and Y/n can’t look, she can’t look as she loses her mind, body tensing up and she’s pushing her pussy out for him as she squirts, hot and wet on Eren’s dick. The bed under them is soaked, Y/n’s undone, Eren keeps going and Y/n keeps cumming. She squirts with every stroke and her body’s wiggling, trying to get her legs down but Eren doesn’t let her go anywhere, fingers pressing into her soft thighs as he holds her legs open.

Miss Y/n’s making up her pretty face, chest heaving, big breast bouncing as she tries to close her legs and Eren doesn’t stop, he couldn’t stop fucking into her sweet pussy and he can’t help it anymore than he could help the fact that he was born. His strokes are getting sloppy, fast and it’s so sexy, Miss Y/n trying to get him to stop. She’s cumming, moaning and she wants him to stop?

“Don’t tell me you’re tired, Miss Y/n?” He’s in her business again, in her pussy and Y/n can’t even think about cussing his narrow ass out right now, she’s hot, she’s burning up and Eren’s vibing her out, stroking that pussy in all the right places.

He feels her cum seeping through the knees, the crotch of his sweatpants but Eren doesn’t care, her pussy’s too good. Y/n’s squirt dies down to a stream and Eren wants it all, ramming her drooling pussy hole out and he’s not content until her pussy’s dripping, squishing around his dick. She’s swelling and it’s so beautiful, Eren never knew pink could compliment brown so well.

“You’re, so, pretty, Miss, Y/n,” It’s all he can think. “God, you’re so pretty, Miss Y/n.”

She is pretty, laying there, eyes closed and tired as she lets Eren in her pussy and he doesn’t think twice when he gives her his children, groaning as he rams into her womb and Y/n feels it, warm, pulsating inside of her. She peels her pretty brown eyes open as Eren pulls out and he’s so proud when she immediately starts leaking. Y/n feels it and Eren sees it, running out of her pussy, down her taint, between her cheeks and the bed’s getting warm under her again. Eren’s rubbing her thighs, silently apologizing for his rough treatment and Y/n’s so tired, her pussy’s spent.

She takes a deep breath, breast pushing out and when she sighs she says a “Wow,'' that makes Eren laugh and he’s moving to get off of the bed. The front of his sweatpants are soaked and Y/n mumbles a small, “Sorry.”

“Nah, you’re cool.” Eren starts to empty his pockets and Y/n’s oddly pleased when she sees he actually owns a wallet. It’s a dark leather wallet and it looks thick, like he has lots of money inside. Y/n wonders if he has a job and if so, where did he work?

“I can wash them for you,” Y/n says as she rolls over onto her tummy and Eren looks at her sideways, pausing in emptying his pockets, so she adds, “So you don’t catch cold.”

Eren considers this, glancing down at the front of his pants and it’s so wet he can feel his skin starting to itch. “Okay,” Eren agrees, taking his car keys out of his pockets and patting them to make sure they’re empty. “But I have to be home by ten or else mom’s gonna freak.”

It’s only nine, so they have an hour and Y/n has his sweatpants in the washing machine five minutes later. Eren’s chilling in her vanity chair, a towel wrapped around his lower half and Y/n has to act like his dick print isn’t in her face while she changes the bedsheets. It’s a big bed and Y/n likes fitted sheets so she has to wrestle the sheet onto the mattress. Eren snickers when she jumps up onto the bed to get the sheet tucked under the mattress and the sheet flies off of the lower part of the mattress. She tries to fix it but the part she had just tucked down flies off too and Eren starts laughing when she goes to fix it and the sheet just comes off completely.

“Do you need help?” Y/n shoots him a sour look as he gets up and he comes over to the bed, taking the bottom part of the sheet. “‘Cause you’re really struggling right now, Miss Y/n.”

“Zip your lips,” Y/n gets off of the bed and takes the top part of the sheet. “And make sure it’s tucked under.”

“I think I know how to use a sheet, Miss Y/n.” It comes out with a little chuckle and Y/n makes sure Eren’s looking when she looks him up and down, sizing him up.

“Oh? You do?” Y/n questions when she’s satisfied, moving to tuck the sheet under. “I learn new things about you every day.”

“I don’t know anything about you,” Eren challenges, tucking his part at the same time so it doesn’t fly off. “How old are you?” He moves to the other side of the bed and takes hold of the sheet as Y/n does.

“Old enough to be your momma,” Y/n’s internally rolling her eyes. Why would he ask her that?

“So, thirty eight?” The sheets on and Eren thinks he’s guessed it right when Y/n pulls away, taking a step back from the bed and she hesitates. She doesn’t validate him though and she keeps the game going.

“I’m not that old,” Y/n wasn’t about to bare her soul to this fast ass little boy but of course she wasn’t that old. She had Connie when she was a teenager and yeah, she’s in her thirties but Eren can’t know that. “Why are you always in my business?”

Eren gives her a look, as if it would be a chore to explain himself and Y/n’s seen that look on Connie millions of times. So, she moves on, settling on the bed and she pats the spot across from her, inviting Eren to sit.

“How old are you?” She asks when Eren settles down and he pretends to be offended.

“You don’t know how old I am?” He touches his chest and Y/n shakes her head, laughing as she looks away. “Wow, Miss Y/n. That kinda hurt.”

“How could me, not knowing your age possibly hurt?”

“Because,” Eren makes a show of sniffling. “I’m old enough to be your son.”

Y/n finally rolls her eyes and she tries really hard to look annoyed but Eren’s in her face again and when he kisses her cheek, Y/n smiles and Eren’s likes it, so he kisses her again, on the side of the mouth this time. He wants attention and Y/n turns her head, giving it to him in a kiss and his eyes flutter close as he leans into it. It’s just smooches, pecks and Y/n starts to enjoy it when his fingers graze her face and dance their way down to her waist. Eren’s licking at her bottom lip, coaxing her mouth open and once she does he takes her down to the bed, toying her tongue with his own.

The timer she had set goes off and Eren reluctantly pulls back from the kiss, but not before he bites her lip, running his tongue over it before he lets Y/n go. He doesn’t let her up though and Y/n can’t look away when he kisses her again, soft and chaste.

“You’ve gotta be home by ten,” Y/n mumbles, pretty brown eyes flicking all over Eren’s handsome face. He knows, but Eren’s in the moment and he kisses her again.

“Can I fuck you again?” His words are warm, soft on her lips and Y/n hesitates, eyes flitting away to the clock on the wall and Eren kisses her again, bringing her back to him. “Please, Miss Y/n?”

First, Y/n goes to put his pants in the dryer and when she comes back Eren’s waiting for her and he looks extremely bored, laying on the bed and staring up at the ceiling. He’s watching her come around the bed and when she climbs in he reaches for her, touching her anywhere he could as she gets on top of him.

“We’ve got twenty minutes.” Y/n softly reminds him, placing her hands flat on his chest as she sits on his dick. “So, be a good boy and cum for me.”

Y/n sinks into his lap so easily, pulling a shaky, “Yes, Miss Y/n.” from Eren’s lips and she’s so warm, so tight Eren has to touch her again and she’s getting comfortable, sinking onto her knees as she grinds down, enjoying the feeling of Eren in her tummy. Eren’s rubbing her breast, squeezing them as she takes care of him and Y/n’s got it down pat, she gets right to the point, rising up a little and bouncing her ass on his dick as she strokes him.

Her pussy’s still wet and she takes him so easily and Eren’s bucking up into her, pressing into her as he encourages her, hands trailing to her waist and over her ass. She knows what she’s doing and Eren can barely hold on for the ride, he can barely get a grip on her ass and she’s winding him up, tightening his tummy and Eren’s in awe, groaning a needy, “Fuckk, right there, Miss Y/nn,”

He's making her feel good too, he’s putting that dick in her back and Y/n answers, moaning as she slams down on his dick and starts grinding him out. Eren’s dick is throbbing, Y/n’s clit is twitching and she’s going in circles, using Eren’s body to get her nut and Eren’s encouraging her, desperately pulling at her ass cheeks to spread her pussy as he winds her belly out.

“Goddd, you’re so fucking nasty, Miss Y/n.” Eren’s manhandling her now, picking her ass up and dragging it back into his lap as he rocks up into her pussy and Y/n’s hands slide down to his tummy as she cooes a soft, “Yeah?”

“Oh yeah,” Her pussy’s squishing, creaming, hot around his dick.

“Yeah?” Y/n starting bouncing her ass again, pressing on his tummy as she strokes him, fast and wet and her pussy’s singing, squelching around his dick and Eren doesn’t know what to do with his hands, she’s too fast for him, she’s too slick.

“F-ahh, hah,” Eren’s panting, legs stiff and toes curling as he presses up into Y/n’s sweet pussy, giving her all the dick she wants from him. “Fuck, yesss,”

“Yeahh,” Y/n’s moaning in agreement, tossing her head back and closing her eyes as she gets wild, as her pussy gets sloppy on Eren’s dick. His ass is wet, his balls are churning and Y/n knows she’s got his little fast ass when he starts grabbing at her, digging his fingers into her and she didn’t dare stop.

Her breast keep bouncing, rocking against each other and they’re so big, so brown, so yummy and Eren can’t look away, she’s hypnotizing him. She’s stroking him just right, he’s stabbing her so good and Y/n’s pussy feels so heavy, so hot and she’s gonna cum. “Fuckkk,” Y/n’s talking, moaning to herself as she vibes him out. “This is some good dickkk,”

Why was she like this? Why was Miss Y/n like this? Eren’s shuddering, feet cramping as he paints her insides with thick, hot spurts of cum. What could he possibly say to that? Y/n keeps bouncing that ass on his dick, enjoying herself so much she doesn’t hear the timer go off. Every stroke she gives him sends shivers up his spine and Eren’s panting, mouth open as he gives her everything he has.

Y/n’s pushing her pussy out, popping it open before she puts it on him and he’s still hard, still tall and he’s still making a mess of her pussy. Eren winces when she clenches her pussy up real tight but he doesn’t deny her, hands on her hips as he encourages her. Y/n starts stroking him, sitting on his dick all the way before she rises up and she’s whining and she sounds so desperate Eren has to shush her up the only way he knows how. Eren starts rocking his hips, fucking up into her and she hushes up, moaning soft, “Ah,”’s as she pushes her pussy out for him and Eren knows what Miss Y/n wants, he knows what she needs and he gives it to her, balls slapping her ass as he tears her pussy up from the bottom.

Y/n’s leaning over him, titties in his face as he fucks her pussy out and Eren starts sucking on his favorite nipple, winding her up with every long dick, deep stroke he threw up into her belly. Y/n’s pussy starts fluttering, clenching up and she moans a breathy, “Ohhh wowww,” when she cums all over Eren’s tummy. It’s everywhere and the bed’s wet again.

Everything feels so sensitive in the afterglow and Eren’s sending shivers up her spine. He’s still sucking her nipple, giving her pussy short, slow strokes as he vibes her out. He looks at peace when he sucks her nipples like that and it feels good so she lets him. The timer’s still ringing though and it’s hard to stay in the moment cause it’s annoying her and Y/n pulls away, leaving him crestfallen as she dismounts.

Eren sighs and he flops back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling again as Y/n leaves to go get his pants. When she comes back his pants are warm to the touch and they smell good, like the detergent Carla uses. It’s seven after ten when Eren leaves and before Y/n opens the front door Eren pulls out his wallet and Y/n’s looking at him like he’s crazy when he offers her money.

“What’s that for?” Y/n questions, sizing him up with a hand on her hip. It’s three bills, two twenties and one ten dollar bill.

Eren likes when he gets all mad like that, it’s so fucking sexy. “It’s for a plan b,”

Oh shit, he did cum inside, didn’t he? Y/n says a small, “Oh. Right.” and she takes it when Eren offers it to her again. “That’s really considerate.”

Eren’s smirking now and Y/n feels her pussy getting hot when he starts sizing her fine ass up again.

“Anytime, Miss Y/n.”

His stupid dimple is lighting up and Y/n pretends she’s counting the money so she doesn’t get flustered. He leaves after that and Y/n closes the door behind him, sighing as she rests her forehead against the cool wood. Where could she even find a plan b? It’s been so long since she’s had to buy one. But fuck, the last thing Y/n needed was another abortion and she definitely didn’t need one with Eren’s name on it.

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