#Cowboyeren!
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evadoupixii · 1 year ago
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➸ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: (18+) Smut, cowboy, Mutual masturbation, riding. 
➸ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: All these twitter art posts are just inspiration at this point: Art credits: Niharikajetty twitter  ˚ ༘ ೀ⋆。˚
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Cowboyeren! Who consistently reminds himself to avoid you at all costs. His brother Armin had  invited over you to stay at the farmhouse the summer of freshmen year of college. Armin had told him you were in a not so great situation at home and wanted help in anyway he could which Eren applauded his little brother for. But god why did it have to you? The day Armin picked you up from the airport and brought you back home Eren could barley look hold a conversation with you without staring at your lips. You were so cute, so sexy. He knew those words meant two different things but he didn't care, he wanted to call you every name in the book if he could. Late at night after he came back to the house from putting the animals to bed in the barn. He would pass by your room and see you in a white cami nightdress that clung obscenely tight to your body, water droplets sliding off your skin as you just had gotten out the shower. You were bent over with your suitcase open on the floor adjacent to you as you placed your clothes in the dresser. You looked up feeling the presence of someone in the door way, to see nothing. 
Cowboyeren! Who that night for the first time in a long time had trouble sleeping. His mind re-playing the image of you bent over in your room replaced with the image of you bent over in other scenarios. With the nightdress nowhere to be found of course. 
Cowboyeren! Who silently scolded himself for staring at your legs too long whenever you would help him and Armin out with the farm. You would wear these little jean shorts that practically rode up your ass, and a white tank top that made your chest look godsent. It didn't matter what you wore to be honest, you were godsent. Who made it a mental note to himself when he caught you staring at his dick print one morning when he went downstairs shirtless, with some gray sweats that hung low off waist. Who made it a mental note to himself your interests whenever you talked about something that you liked or something that you in your words “Gave you an ick.” Who placed his hand on your thigh when you got emotional telling him about your family situation, opening yourself up to him. A little fucked up voice in the back of his mind being grateful that your families hatred and unforgivable behavior towards you, drove you to him.
Cowboyeren! Who touched himself one night when he could hear your soft moans on the other side of the wall. You had said an early goodnight to him and Armin after playing a round of uno and watching star wars. Not soon after he had gone up to his room as well to pass your door and hear the soft buzz of what sounded like a vibrator. He stayed still for a moment feeling his body tense up as he slowly walked toward the door and put his ear to it. You probably thought you were being quite. Oh boy were you wrong. Cut to now, he had came in his hand about four times listening to you touch yourself. The crazy thing is, you didn't even last that long. You had stopped about 20 minutes later to which Eren couldn't help himself but to keep stroking himself. Imagining him fucking you while you were bent over after a long day working at the farm house. 
Cowboyeren! Who imagined the way your pretty mouth would look filled with his cock. Your moans and whimpers growing as he took a handful of your hair and fucked your face harder and harder.. Who closed his eyes and rubbed the tip of his cock as he imagined how your mouth would feel. Fuck, how your pussy would feel.  The image of your tits boucning as you rode his cock. Him taking your love handles into his hands and drilling his cock into you as you screamed for him to slow down. 
Cowboyeren! Who laid in his bed sweaty and sticky with own cum heard little footsteps outside of his door. Who’s breath caught in his throat as he watched the doorknob of his door twist and heard the slow aching creak of his door open.
stay tuned for part 2!
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