#Mikasa Ackerman x reader smut

[vampireg1rl]

i have two types

[rumisgf]

backshots with eren are absolutely lethal. like, just imagine.

your head is completely buried into the pillow. eren has your back arched real good for him, one hand on your back to keep it that way. you huff out a moan which each of his thrusts, your slick painting his cock and slowly dripping down your thighs as he’s working your third orgasm. you lean yourself forward in an attempt to give yourself mercy, only for him pull you back all the way on his dick. any time you raise a hand to push him back or brace yourself, he slams it back down and tightens his grip on you. it’s all so dirty.

“fuck ren- i can’t- fuckkk…”

“uh uh, stop running. take this dick.”

he takes a hand and slaps your ass, adding to his collection of red/dark purple marks he’s created. you can barely hold yourself up and as bad as you wanna tap out, he just feels so good.

“s-so good…’s too much.”

and he wouldn’t stop anyway, the lewd sounds of your cunt squelching with every thrust and the view of your ass moving back against him is sending him to heaven. not only that, he knows you love this almost as much as he does.

“throw that ass back. yeah, just like that. my good little girl.”

no matter how rough he was you did what you were told and you took him so well, you really are such a good girl for him. your ass was slamming against him as you took every inch of him, you slurring your words and moaning out for him like a prayer.

“s-so wet..y’ make me so wet..”

and oh, he knows. no matter how much you joke around or are too embarrassed to admit it, eren goes to sleep at night knowing no one could ever have you screaming like this, only he knows how to have you soaked in a matter of seconds.

© rumisgf

[ramonathinks]

ALL HE WANTS — EREN x BLK!READER

tags: 18+ (no minors/no blank blogs — you will be blocked), shotgunning, sex, kinda friends to lovers, established relationship (towards the end), oral (f!), making out, sexual tension, eren has a tongue piercing and dimples, fingering, dirty talk, reader is black, mutual pining, dry humping, unprotected sex, dubcon (both a little buzzed on weed),

notes: this is a repost ofc but... i wasn't about to miss daddy's birthday lolll. (1)(2) “continue reading” divider by @/anitalenia 4.1k words ! + repost!

“When you gonna stop playing and let me be your man, baby?” Eren had his hands in his pockets and lent up against the wall, staring you down. The way he talked always made your body shiver, the way he looked deep into your eyes made you want to moan.

“Just gimme the weed, please.” You rolled your eyes at him. He was always like this — teasing you whenever he saw you all dolled up; tonight you wore a short peach colored dress that made your chest look even bigger, and his eyes kept glancing down constantly from your lips to your chest.

He probably kept looking at your lips because of how plump and bright they were decorated with the clear sticky fruity smelling lipgloss you always wore. Your hair was done in a wavy black hair done in a 32inch half up-half down that framed your face pretty well; and Eren tried to act like he didn’t realize it wasn’t the hairstyle he picked for you a while back.

Unintentionally he licked his lips before digging through his pockets for what he came over to deliver. Normally he didn’t hand deliver anything, he made people come to him, but this was you.

Sweet smelling you who always looked as good as you smelt and right now there was an aroma around you that smelled of nothing but strawberries and some other fruity smell that he couldn’t decipher. It wasn’t even just the fact that you smelled so good but rather the way you looked so good too, always with your hair done even your nails — long coffin shaped, pink and white acrylic with little designs on them — and your face, bare or not your skin was always glistening rich brown.

He was always losing his focus when you were in the room. He handed you your weed and turned to leave. “Wait, here—”

He scoffed, “On the house.” He waved you off, he did this all the time, no matter how many times you begged him to just take the money.

“Eren!” Using his long legs to stroll out of the hallway and towards the apartment complex’s door. He almost made it out before he felt you tug at his arm, a deep pout on your face.

“You’ll get wrinkles. Don’t…” He caressed the area between your eyebrows and trailed down to your jaw — taking it in his hands and squeezing it, making your pout deeper before he let it go.

“Just here, okay? I’m grateful you don’t make me pay since we’re friends,” That definitely wasn’t the reason, but he didn’t say anything. “But just take it. I can pay, you know I can.” Your eyelids fluttered innocently.

He sniffled, “Fine. Fine. Just this once.” He flicked your nose. Then Eren looked at you, truly looked at you and smiled a bit. You were really too cute. “Are you coming to Connie’s party in a few?”

“Yeah, I was actually just getting ready before you came.” You tell him, finally letting go of his arm.

“And that’s what you’re wearing?” He swallowed, biting his tongue. He sounded so judgmental that your eyes widened before you looked down at yourself.

It was cold yes but you always chose being cute over being cold, plus you were always being driven around so you weren’t even outside enough to feel the freezing cold air and it was only a small bit of occasional snow, nothing too bad.

“What’s wrong with it?” You craned your neck a bit to see your backside. Everything was in tact and in place.

Jealousy was already deep in his chest and tugging at his heart, making everything feel so tight around him. He just shook his head, “Nothing, just thinkin’ bout how cold it is, that’s all. But I know you already have a ride lined up, right?”

Playfully rolling your eyes you smirk, “Actually…” Twiddling with your fingers, he watches you already knowing where this was going. “I was hoping, you’d take me if you had a chance? Maybe?”

“Do I ever say no to you?” He asked, walking back down the hall with you towards your apartment again.

This wasn’t his first time inside of your apartment. But for some reason he couldn’t help but to be in awe. You lived in luxury — marble countertops, a wide double door silver fridge, a patio… he knew he couldn’t compare to the lifestyle your father already had you in.

He wish he could... but he couldn’t. He made enough on selling whatever he could but it was only enough for him, not a lifestyle like yours. He wouldn’t be able to provide for you like you needed. Even if he got a real good job, nothing could truly live up to your norm and he would hate for you to settle.

It was the reason that he never truly could actively pursue you like he wanted with a good conscience. How could he pursue you when you had everything you wanted and then some?

Even the fuzzy pink rug on your floor looked like it was worth a couple thousand. A glossy painting of you hung in the center of your living room and it caught his eye, the last time he was inside it wasn’t there.

“Isn’t it nice? Looks almost as cute as the real thing, Hm?” You teasing, putting a finger to your cheek.

He gave you a side eye with a smile so deep enough that you could see his dimple and it made your heart flutter.

You always thought he was cute just not boyfriend material. You weren’t even being judgmental but you heard about Eren long before you had met him. Just a boy who always wanted to get his dick wet and especially when he had pretty clients, you couldn’t take him serious. Even if you wanted to.

When he wasn’t being a flirt, he was a good friend, always came when you needed him, even if it was just for a ride. He was always so sweet and treated you better than any of your boyfriends.

“You think I should just settle for some pants instead of this then, huh?” You did a slight twirl. You could tell he really liked what you had on but just not today. Not where y’all was headed.

He clicked his teeth with his tongue, “Uhh…” He looked you over, his gaze lingering on all assets.

His knee was bouncing and he was getting up before he realized. He never been inside of your room, let alone your closet. So this was all new territory to him, yet he felt like he knew where everything was.

He don’t know why he loved seeing you in your pink moon boots but he knew he wanted to see them on you tonight. He peaked over his shoulder, looking at you briefly before looking over your closet again. “Hm,” He held out two different shirts, you chuckled.

“Maybe this one with the hearts to match the boots and then a nice mini skirt… not too short.” He knew how you liked to dress and you gave him a coy smile.

“Ya know what, Yeager? You’re cute.” You kissed his cheek before pushing him out the room to get dressed. You hate to admit you were feeling hot all over, most guys didn’t come into your room for anything but sex and even though you weren’t expecting him to come in and help you decide on something else he did. It was little. But more than you were used to.

Eren on the other hand, was trying not to palm his dick. Touching the soft fabric of your clothes and imagining them on your skin, had him gulping. He paced the living room before he heard small paws running up to him and yelping. A small bundle of golden tan fur ran up to him, scratching and sniffing the area around him.

“Princess!” You yelled, running out to get your little dog. “Sorry Eren, she loves new people. I thought she would stay sleep, but...” You coo and tap the floor so that she comes running. “I’ll put her up and then we can go.” You scoop her up.

He stops you, “Let me meet my baby’s baby.” He ushers her out of your hand and into his own, a deep smile on his face as she licks his fingers.

You ignore what he says and how it makes your stomach flutter, you just cross your arms and watch. “She’s the cutest.” He tells you, staring you down with a hooded gaze. “Let’s get going, ‘kay?”

You nod, heading to put her into a crate so she can sleep until you get back.

He waits for you, even when you lock up your apartment, he opens the car door for you. You don’t know why but you feel like everything’s going to change tonight.

And Eren can feel it too.

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It isn’t until you’re already there that you realize his hand was on your thigh the entire car ride. His touch leaving a trail of hotness and when he finally parked, your eyes wouldn’t leave your thigh. Was it weird that you were already missing his touch against your skin?

You heard a few people greeting him as he caught up towards the house behind you, he nodded to a few and did a half wave to some others.

“Birthday boy Yeager, finally! Being late to your own party, really man?” Connie greeted him and your body froze.

Eren didn’t mention it was his birthday. Connie didn’t even mention it when he invited you. You frowned and moved closer before squeezing Eren’s side.

A slight yelp, “The fuck was that for?” He asked, looking down at you with furrowed brows.

“It’s your birthday and you didn’t tell me? You were selling me weed on your birthday, driving me to your birthday party and didn’t bother to mention it?”

“It…skipped my mind.” He muttered, scratching the back of his head.

“You didn’t tell your girl your birthday?” Connie snickered. “You didn’t want any birthday sex? Mannn—“

Eren lightly jabbed Connie’s arm, “You know we’re just friends.”

But really, who could tell? Whenever you both were together, you both always stood so close together, sometimes even with his hand on your waist. Deep long stares and only focusing on each other.

“Rightttttt.” Connie laughs and waves you and Eren down to the basement. “So while the party’s upstairs… our real party will be right here, just the gang you know…” He explained while you looked over the place.

A comfy basement with a long couch and two loveseats, a few white garden chairs. A bong on the table that sat in the middle and a few bottles of alcohol. “Sooo, where is everyone?” You raised your eyebrows, arms folded against your chest.

Connie thinks for a moment before raising a finger, pulling out his phone and calling someone. “Yeahhh, hello?” You and Eren shared a glance before looking back at Connie. “Fuck, you gotta be kidding me… no, no, it’s fine,” Connie does an awkward smile to you both. “Alright. Yeah. See you soon.” He sighs.

“Fuck, I gotta go. Sasha said she needs me to get her. Then Jean too and… yeah… basically I think all those fuckers need a ride.” He explains. “Please make yourselves comfortable down here or upstairs, whatever. I’ll just be right back.” He jogs up the stairs and closes the door.

You feel awkward just standing so you smooth out a place on the loveseat and sit down.

But of course you weren’t planning on Eren sitting next to you. Cramped up and all in your space, his legs spread wide with almost little room for your legs. You stare at him, “Seriously?”

He does a sly smile, “I can’t sit next to you? You gonna deny me all tonight huh?”

Remembering it was his birthday, you just let him. His arm over your shoulder and pulling you in. “Fine… fine.” You mutter, pulling out some of the weed you brought from him earlier.

“Hey…lemme roll that for you.” He doesn’t wait for you to answer, he just does it. The shiny piercing on his tongue showing itself as he licked up the paper.

You squeezed your thighs, just watching him. He pulled out a lighter from his pocket and with a few clicks, he lit your blunt and took one long drag from it, finally handing it to you.

“Thanks…” You brought it to your lips and his eyes burned into yours. You inhaled, smiling as you felt it come over you. You hummed to yourself, your hooded eyes watching him as he watched you.

“How you feelin’?” You heard him ask, your body humming and you leaned closer into his touch. Your head laying on his shoulder.

“Good.” You responded shortly. “Just really good.”

“I’m glad to hear that baby.” His voice sounded closer but you ignored it. You smoked the blunt again and when you went to exhale, he pressed his lips to yours, just a small peck.

Briefly, you would’ve missed it if your eyes weren’t open.

“Been wanting to do that all day.” He rubbed a hand down his face. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay…” You swallowed. “You can do it again.”

It was all he needed. His hands grabbed your face gently and he pressed a small peck on your lips. Then again. His hands touch the skin of your thigh when he goes in a bit deeper. No more little kisses, he’s fully kissing you on the lips. “Must be the weed, hm? You’d never let me kiss you…fuck,” He sounds pissed but mainly at himself.

“I took like two puffs, I’m barely…buzzed. I just… I mean why not?” You ask aloud, looking at him. Maybe you were just tired of pretending that you didn’t want him. That you didn’t want this. You were horny and maybe a quick fuck to get him out of your system would be good for the both of you.

“You like playing with my heart huh? You know how I feel and…” He trails off. “You know I like you—“

“You don’t like me, you just wanna fuck me like everyone else.” You had a hard time believing that he had feelings for you, that he wasn’t like any of the others before him. You wave him off but he grabs your wrist.

He clicks his teeth before laughing, “No, no, no…Baby. You’re special to me. Just want you all to myself, always.”

You snort, “Yeah right…” But your body felt so hot and like you’re wearing too many clothes.

“Come sit on my lap pretty girl. Let me show you something.” He pats his lap and grabs your waist, tightly.

“Show me what?” You were curious but you knew that you wouldn’t be able to come back to being just friends if you did what he asked.

“How much I like you.” He lifted you with ease and in an instant, you were on him. You could feel just how big and hard he was under you. You swallowed, wrapping your hands around his neck.

“Well? Show me.” You smile, hotness rolling off the both of you in waves. He smiles before he brings you in and kisses you.

Moaning when he pulls you closer, jerking his hips up to yours. His hands exploring your body and his tongue enters your mouth, swirling around. Slipping his tongue in and out your mouth, sucking on yours. His hands traveling down your back until he gripped your butt, spreading and massaging them in his large palms before sliding them up and down your back.

He kisses the sides of your neck and you take another drag of the blunt, feeling your lungs expand and the sensation of his mouth and hands making you shiver. He grabs your hips and rolls his more into yours, the fabric of his denim jeans hitting your clit.

Breathing heavily you inhale and with shaky hands you pull him forward. Kissing him with the smoke still in your lungs, his cock throbbing in his pants, he’s trying not to be greedy but he wants you. Tracing up and down your shirt, slipping his fingers underneath.

He feels a bit giggly afterwards. With a dopey big grin on his face, “You’re so pretty. Like an angel.” You’re smiling so hard that your cheeks hurt but your pussy is pulsing and you need him.

“Eren… thank you. But I just… need… I need you to…Please just touch me. Please.” His hands roam again. His cock half hard in his pants and his hands on your hips, he makes you roll them against his again. You gape and gasp a bit, feeling how hard he is against your damp dainty panties.

His hands are under your skirt and he massages the bit of your butt and thighs, spreading and patting you. He kisses you full on the lip and sucks more on your tongue before pulling back, “You’re just so pretty.” His forehead is on yours and his eyes are eating you up.

Your clit pulses and throbs the more he rolls your hips against his and the way he’s digging his fingers into the skin of your butt and thighs, you’re groaning and sighing, “This feels so…” you wrap an arm around his neck. “Good.” You whisper in his ear and feel him shiver, you press small kisses up and down his neck. “You’re so hard…” You lick him, small and to the point. “Eren…I—“

“Shhh,” He stops your hips, that were now moving on their own. “Just keep doing what feels natural… what feels right. We can talk about all of this later. But now? Let me make you feel good, yeah? Wouldn’t you like that?”

And it’s the way that he says it, honestly, that makes your heart speed up and your panties even more wet before he slips them to the side.

“Holy shit, already? This wet, baby? Damn…” His fingers sticky just from a quick slip inside, your mouth open and your legs shaking. “Knew you couldn’t resist me.” You hear the sweet sounds of him fingering you, the wet noises echoing in the dark room.

“Fuck,” He mutters, flexing his fingers and twisting them inside. You clamp down on him and he bits his lip before kissing you, trying to keep you both quiet.

You lifted his shirt a little, looking at his stomach as he breathes in and out, his stomach muscles flexing. You smile to yourself, helping him out of his shirt before you trail your hand up and down his muscular chest and stomach. A semi thick patch of hair from his stomach and disappears down into his pants catches your attention and with a deep gulp your fingers dance lightly on his stomach until they disappear into his pants.

His breath hitches, “Your hands are so…whew,” His eyes are closed when you touch him, stroking him. “So damn soft. Too damn soft.” His hips jerk up at the contact of your hand against him.

“Has anyone ever—?” He doesn’t say it but licks his lips and sucks at his teeth.

“No, never…” Boys were too interested in sex never foreplay or oral. Some never even looked at your pussy.

He huffed, “Idiots. Want you to sit on my face, okay?” He could feel you twitching and your body freeze up.

“You’re so weird you know that?” You squeeze at his tip and he whined a bit, taking your wrist and taking it out of his pants.

“Hey, been thinking about it forever.” He have, he liked being your friend but he always thought about what’s between your legs. He always felt so guilty for it, this ulterior motive of his.

With your skirt still on, you move to hover over him. He breathes you in and groans out a deep “Fuck.” His tongue soaked in spit but he grabs at your thighs and slurps at your swollen clit. The heavy scent of your aroma wafting around his face.

Your thighs shaking as you rock your hips against him, but he wants to take things slow. Your juices all over his mouth and even a bit on his nose. You hated how greedy you were being. His tongue flicking at your stick clit and sucking on your lips.

“Eren! Faster…faster, please.” The cold metal piercing brushed against your clit and had you seeing stars so clearly that you tugged at his dark hair.

He liked the way his name sounded rolling off your tongue, even the way your mouth looked when you said it. Your lips: a work of art and your voice a song. So to be the one who’s listening and the one giving you this pleasure? He couldn’t help but smile to himself. To revel in it.

He chuckles listening to the soft moans of your pleads and begging, “No need to beg, don’t you know you own me? I’m yours. I’ll do whatever you say.”

His voice made you clench and he pressed small kisses up your slit before stretching you apart, “Think I can see you getting all wet for me…” His tongue dives in and your toes curl as he licks around the insides of you. Sucking at your folds and diving inside of your wetness, he moved one of his hands from your thighs and rubbed with two fingers on your achy clit. You shuddered, biting your lips.

He smiles looking at your pussy, so wet and pretty before he dives back in. Really just wanting to be covered in your scent. He gives a few more sucks, your hips raising and thrashing against his face.

“Baby,” The breath of his deep chuckle hitting your pussy and you shiver. “I’m leaking in my pants. I need you. Badly.”

He took his time but he laid you out on the couch, looking at the amount of your arousal that ran down your legs. He watched your pussy twitch, using his fingers he spread you open, clenching around the cool empty air. “Fuck,” you already looked fucked out and he haven’t even been inside of you yet.

Sliding his thick cock between your wet folds he felt you tremble. Tapping the head against your clit, he felt you jolt and he slowly slid inside of you. Your walls sucking him in and squeezing him tightly.

He groans, almost collapsing on top of you and you dig your nails into his back, wrapping your legs around his waist.

“Wanted you for so long.” He kisses you quick and laced your fingers together, squeezing your hand. “It’s so wet inside of you, feels so fucking good.” Stretching and carving your insides to only fit his shape. Everything sounded underwater as he continued to pound inside of you. “You’re so perfect. So pretty. Fuck.” He angled his hips before thrusting faster inside of you. “So tight, so pretty, so mine.” He purred, licking up your throat and sucking; leaving a trail of hickies in his wake.

“Eren, oh god.” You breathe, worked up. He brings your legs from his waist and bring them closer to your head, forcing his cock even deeper inside of you.

“Think I’m in love withchu…” His thrusts are strong and now your feet dangling over your head, you couldn’t think straight. “But I think you already know that, hm? Think you love having me wrapped about your fingers.” Meeting every thrust he made, you felt a small bit of squirt splash and soak up his cock as he pulled it out before plunging back inside of you.

Your stomach is twisting and your toes curl heavenly as his dick continues, you push at his chest. “Wait! Eren…I…” You feel even more pressure in your gut and clench around him. “Please… no more.”

Your eyes are watery but Eren doesn’t care, instead he uses the pads of all his fingers and do deep aching rubs on your clit. Writing his name in your clit with your fingers, your thighs shake and then you’re finally cumming all over him and with a few more hard thrusts, he follows with a deep groan of your name.

He lays on top of you for a second to catch his breath before kissing you again. “I like you. Always have.” He huffed.

You bite back a smile. “I like you too…” You tell him shyly.

He gets up and hands you your pretty panties with a smug look. “So will you be my girlfriend?”

You chuckle, “Yeah. Yeah, I’ll be your girlfriend Eren.”

All Eren could think of was that this was his best birthday in a long while. He peppering kisses over your face.

“Alright… birthday boy, put some pants on.” You snicker, looking at his lower half, he was already getting back hard.

“Oh right.” He kissed you again.

[blondieeu]

kinktober week 1

constance "connie" s. - car sex

connie who is too quick to say goodbye to everyone at the halloween party even if you were only there for an hour because the raven costume you were wearing looked so good on you.

"ou-..put that fuckin' pussy on me baby"

your elbows rested on the parcel shelf with your head hung and buried in your hands while your boyfriend grunted profanities into your ear. strong tattooed hands squeezed and spread your ass apart to help you get it in a little deeper.

"that shit feels so fuckin' good mama..look so pretty ridin that dick"

your boyfriends voice rasped as he let all his thoughts translate right from his cock and out of his mouth, his thick brows furrowed as he watched your puffy pussy slide on and off his thick cock. picked your head up and placed your hands onto his shoulders, rubbing at them.

both of you held a deep lust filled eye contact with one another while you rode him now, going all the way up to his tip and then back down to his pelvis. connie tugged his lip between his teeth like it was going to stop him from moaning out loud anyway.

"you gon make me nut in you sweetheart.."

“hnngh”

connie whispered something, probably another profanity and something about him cumming as his head fell back.

"gon make daddy give you a fuckin' baby, mama..that’s what you want? you want a baby for halloween?"

your boyfriend asked you like he was gonna give you a chance to answer, wrapping his arm around your waist and thrusting his hips up into you. your hand was quick to press against the foggy window for more support.

“yes con—nie”

blondieeu xx

[prncessjaeger]

kiss it better ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

⋆୨୧˚ now, imagine coming home to your cute loft apartment from shopping as soft rock music playing from your’s and mikasa’s main bedroom tv and you bring home a big collection of lip glosses and other makeup products, “okay, so i went to sephora with sasha right, i mean you would know since you sent me money for it but! i got like 12 lipglosses and i wanted you to try them for me?”

she watched you changed into a cute pink shirt and short set, matching the same one mikasa had on (but her’s was black obvi) “try them on…? “yeah, like this,” you went and straddled the seemingly opened up spot on her lap and pulled out a random roller lip gloss and rubbed it on your lips, pulled her face towards yours and kissed her lips, “is it…grape?” “yes! now here’s some more gloss…i think it’s the sticky kind, but anyways c’mere,” she pushed her bangs from her face and puckered her lips once again, feeling the gloss more prominent on her lips, “try not to lick it this time,” smacking her teeth, she rubbed them together inhaling the very loud scent, “hmm blue raspberry?” mimicking the wrong sound, “wrong! it’s blueberry-”

“same thing and don’t go saying ‘well blue raspberry isn’t a fruit’ either, i know” she fixed your frames and still moved her bangs, “wait hold on-” you leaned over her, ignoring the rubs on your ass she was giving you and grabbed two hair clips, “here, lemme fix your hair, yeah?” you put the clips in her hair and giggled, seeing her look all adorable, “aww now let’s try this on and then i can give you a whole makeover shebang!” “oh boy.”

ღ an: this was so short wtf

[awill2live]

Quickie ★ Mikasa Ackerman

you and mikasa run late to a party

nsfw

“Baby, you almost done?” You called out from inside your bedroom, your voice a mix of excitement and impatience. The smell of freshly applied makeup and hairspray filled the air as you rummaged through the cluttered walk-in closet.

“Mika, hurry up. We're gonna be late!”

Mikasa was in the bathroom, taking her sweet time to perfect her makeup. The strokes of her mascara wand painted her lashes into sleek, dark crescents. Her lips the only thing that needed finishing, she reached for her lip gloss that wasn’t there. She called out.

"Y/N, can you pass me that tube of gloss?" Mika's voice echoed from the bathroom of her apartment, the walls adorned with pristine white marble and gleaming chrome fixtures.

You rush over to rummage through the vanity, your eyes landing on the object of desire. You picked it up, holding it out with a playful smile.

"Only if you let me put it on you," you teased, sauntering to the doorway.

Mikasa rolled her eyes, but the corners of her mouth twitched upwards in amusement. She sat down on the edge of the counter, her legs spread just enough to allow you access to her inner thighs. You stepped closer, twisting the cap off the gloss with a click and holding it up.

"Ready?" you asked, voice low and playful.

She leaned back slightly, the cool marble sending a shiver through her body. "Do your worst," she replied, her tone challenging yet flirty.

You took the gloss and painted it slowly over your own lips, smacking them together before leaning in to kiss Mikasa’s. The sweet, sticky substance transferred, creating a perfect shine.

But before pulling away, your eyes fell to the hem of her skirt, which had ridden up just enough to reveal the top of her panties. Your gaze finally breaks as you set the gloss aside and placed your hands on her thighs.

You knew how even more late you’d be if you did what was brewing in the back of your mind. But fuck it you were already behind schedule anyway.

You slid your palms up the smooth skin, the fabric of the skirt whispering against your fingers until they reached the top of the lace. You paused for a moment, looking up at her for permission. Her eyes were half-lidded, a silent nod of consent.

You gently pushed the skirt higher, revealing the rest of the lingerie. Your thumb rubbed the fabric, feeling the dampness slowly seep through.

Mika's breath hitched as you rubbed her clit through the fabric, feeling it swell with anticipation. She leaned back further, her legs parting slightly, giving you full access.

You took the invitation and slid the skirt up to her waist, leaving her bare to your hungry gaze. Her panties were soaked, the dampness darkening the fabric, and the scent of her arousal filled the air. You felt your own desire spike, your pussy growing wet in response.

Mika wanted you so bad, watching you as you took your time savoring the moment, the anticipation killing her as she began to whine and squirm under your touch.

"Stop teasing me, y/n" she breathed, her voice shaky with desire.

You giggled in response kissing your way down her neck, teeth grazing the soft skin before moving to her collarbone, making her gasp.

Your hands slid down her thighs as you knelt in front of her, wasting no more time than you already had, pulling her panties off and tossing them aside before dragging your tongue through her slick folds.

"So needy, aren't you?" lips parting from her pussy just enough to speak before diving back in, your tongue drags up to her clit before suckling on the sensitive bud over and over again.

The sound of your tongue moving over her filled the room, a sweet sound that had Mika's legs shaking over your shoulders and nails digging into the edge of the countertop. Your eyes were locked on her, watching the pleasure wash over her face with every lick and suck, your mouth working tirelessly.

Mika's breath came in ragged gasps, her chest heaving with every touch of your tongue. She could feel her orgasm building deep within her, she was a dripping messs and you made sure to lap up every drop.

Your hands gripped her thighs firmly, watching her squirm and bite her lip to hold back the moans that threatened to spill out. You knew exactly how to drive her crazy, and you wasn't going to stop until she heard those sweet sounds of pleasure.

"Don't hide from me mama, let me hear you" You whispered against her skin, breath hot and tickling.

You didn't wait for a response before your mouth closed over her clit again, pumping two fingers inside her fluttering walls.

Mika's hips bucked and she gave in to the moan that had been building in her throat, the sound echoing off the tiles. Your eyes fluttered closed, finally getting to hear all the sounds you had been craving. You felt powerful, like you had all the control in the world bring her to the edge over and over.

Mikasa stopped her movements when she felt her orgasm near, looking down at your head between her legs, eyes closed being completely focused on her pleasure, fingers wrapped around your hair, her pussy throbbing around fingers.

"Ahh fuck baby, feels so good" she moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head.

She can feel you smile against her, still tongue and finger fucking her relentlessly, cheeks hollowed out as you sucked her clit into your mouth, adding the perfect amount of pressure with your teeth.

Your tongue slid over her slit, tracing circles around her clit, teasing it until it was swollen and begging for release. Feeling the tension in Mika's body, the way her thighs tightened around your head, and her stomach clenched.

With a final flick of your tongue, she cries out, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave. You felt the walls of her pussy clench around your fingers, and you moaned against her clit, as she gushed against your face lapping it all up.

Mikasa's hips move of their own accord, riding your face through her orgasm, her cries of pleasure bouncing off the walls.

Eventually she comes down, her legs shaking as they slowly loosen their grip on your shoulders. She takes a moment to catch her breath, chest rising and falling rapidly. You pull back, lips glistening with her juices, a smug smile playing on her face.

"Ready to go now?" you ask, standing up, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand, and handing back her panties.

With a half dazed smile Mika glanced back at you, snatching her panties back.

“We’re late.”

[jjkprncss]

FEEL SO GOOD - LEVI ACKERMAN

TW: PRAISE, SEX, ROUGH (ISH)

A/N: another quick lil post bc sb said I don't post enough aot stuff:p

820 pm, Santa Monica CA

"look at me when you bounce on it yn … just like that" he chuckled deeply as his hand held your jaw tightly, forcing you to look at him. his free hand snaked from your waist, tracing across your soft brown skin to your ass, slapping it as if it was a reflex.

"levi … no please …" you hesitated trying to pull your face away from his but of course, you failed. both levis hands gripped your ass, guiding your movements as he began bucking his pale hips up into yours. "why no? you look so pretty yn … why don't you think so?"

youve been feeling insecure lately and life has been so stressful. your annoying boss, the hot weather is causing you to sweat your edge control out constantly, breaking out, and people just being annoying as fuck.

soon enough, you told your fiance that you haven't been feeling yourself and he's been trying to make things easier for you. giving you warm baths, ordering your favorite food, and buying you sweet gifts. sadly even with his efforts nothing helped. what would make it worse, are you lashing out at him constantly on small things. levi, being the confident man he is thought nothing of it because he knew you were going through a hard time. but that didn't stop him from trying to make you happy.

"you're so smart yn, you know how to use your words so why don't you use them?" he groaned, gripping onto your hair and earning a slight gasp from you.

the mixture of pleasure from his dick pumping in and out of you, and the pain from your thick hair in his hand gave you an everlasting feeling of euphoria.

your eyes widened as his tip rammed against your cervix as you dug your neatly painted french tips into his muscular thighs

"I … I dont- ngh … know!" you screamed, your mouth still hanging open from the feeling of lust filling the room. "you're so pretty to me you know that?" he cooed, slowing down the pace of his hips as he pulled to close, his soft pink lips leaving kisses along your jawline.

"lookin' so pretty taking this dick … just like a good girl yea?" you squealed, nodding your head profusely as you felt yourself clench tighter around him. "ouh fuck I felt that … you like when I call you a good girl yn? that shit turn you on doesn't it?"

you bit your bottom lip, slowly grinding your hips into his as his hand cupped your left breast, pinching at the nipple. "yesss" you whined, looking down at his veiny hand.

"such a good girl yn … responding to me … look how smart you are"

[kenm4vhs]

they’re eternally my roman empire

[jujutsukatsuki]

It’s that time folks!

I have 2,110 songs!

Give me a number and I’ll shuffle that amount of times and write a song fic!

So

GIVE ME A NUMBER AND A PERSON YOU WANT <3

[vampireg1rl]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE SWEETEST PRETTIEST MOST SMART CUTE BOY EVERRRR MY BABY ARMIN ILY 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

[rumisgf]

PASSENGER PRINCESS - connie springer x black!reader

summary: your... best friend takes you on your weekly late nights drives. but, this night is different: both of you are aware of the tension between y'all even though neither of you address it- until tonight. warnings: marijuana usage, best friends to lovers, eventual smut, yk car sex, french kissing

you just had got off work, and today really wore you out. it was the usual: your manager was getting on your nerves, there was this lady who tried to argue with you over the counter, and you had to train probably the most incompetent teen who had just got hired. all you knew is you need a blunt and a nap.

as you're laying on your bed ready to kick your clothes off, your phone buzzes. a text from connie, probably the only person you have patience for right now. it reads 'you home?' to which he knows you are, he found out when you get off work (because he listens, of course. totally didn't do his own research before you even told him directly). the minute you text back he's calling your phone, and you roll your eyes a bit 'cause you already know he wants to bother you now.

"hello, sir?" you can hear him smack his lips.

"man, you not even tired! i'm 'bout to head out anyway, just wanted to see what you was doin' right now."

"what, you trynna pick me up?"

"don't ask dumbass questions, you want me to pull up or not?"

you smile to yourself, and get up to change out your work clothes. "mmm... yea. c'mon."

"bet." *click*

soon enough, you see his car pull up from your apartment window and make your way out the door. as you walk down the stairs, you can't help but grin to yourself. no matter how bad of a mood you're in you would never miss an opportunity to chill with his fine as- you mean, the only tolerable dude you know.

you open the car door, the smell of weed hitting your nose. "yooo!" connie greets you with a smile, and a wood in hand. he already had started to roll up before you even made it to the car.

"nigga, what did i tell you 'bout smoking outside here?! if i get in trouble, it is not gonna be my fault!"

"you'on wanna hotbox?" he asks obviously, making you roll your eyes as you buckle in your seatbelt.

he starts the car up and places one hand on the wheel, ready to find an empty parking lot. he notices how you stare outside the window, hand resting on your cheek. "work piss you off?" you simply reply with, "why?" and he says "you not talkin' like usual and actin' all bothered."

he was right, work did piss you off. but for some reason, he was making you especially nervous today. "ion know, just my manager was on dick today. and i had to train this lil' boy he was pissing me off too. i know he a kid but damn, this why i ain't wanna be a trainer in the first place. i already work overtime most of the week i don't be having the energy for that shit, y'know? he keep giving me all these things to do like my schedule not already tight and i'm busting my ass just to still not get promoted yet." it was nice to get stuff of your chest like this because it really calmed you down. better yet, he knew how to calm you down. he knows how to listen while making sure you're still having a good time.

he eventually pulls up to a gas station. "well, don't let that shit bother you. you probably gon get promoted anyway cause you actually do your job. besides, if that don't happen, i been telling you to quit anyway." getting out the car, he pulls his hoodie over his head and comes to open your car door. "now c'mon." "i don't want noth-"

"i said c'mon, mama, i'm getting you snacks! and i want some too i'm not leavin' you in here."

having no argument, you get out and walk with him inside. since it is late, you're the only ones in there and there's only one cashier in sight. the mid aged lady smiles at the two of you as she notices the door bell ring. you both grab a drink of choice from the freezer and make your way to the counter. he sees your eyes dart to a bag of chips, and he picks it up to place it down before you grab his hand. "you don't have to, con." he ignores you, sliding it to the cashier to scan. "oh, stop it, you act like i haven't payed for your hair before."

"your total is $12.59"

he pulls a 20 out his pocket, handing it to her a taking his change. as you both leave, she says "by the way, you two are such an adorable couple!" but, before you can correct her, connie replies

"thank you, ma'am!"

now, you're both sat in the car laughing at the interaction that just happened. "thank you? for real?" you say through giggling. connie simply shrugs, "i ain't wanna make her feel bad!" in your mind, you began to question his response still. why didn't he say no? "i mean shit, you don't look bad so." he stops, furrowing his eyebrows and side eyeing you. "oh, if i was ugly you woulda had a issue?" you look to the side as he pretends to start to be offended. "well, yeah duh." he laughs in response, you following after. "alright, dude."

eventually, he pulls into a random parking lot. you see a bench and a sign, so you assume this is just some park in the area. luckily, no one's here anyway. connie's hand finds the back of your headboard as backs up into a spot. "found this spot like yesterday, nobody really around at night. plus it's chill, i wanna talk to you and ion wanna be bothered seeing other people around."

you can't help but focus on his jawline as he looks back, barely paying attention to the words coming out his mouth. "you even listenin' to me?" he snaps you back into reality. you turn back in your seat as you smack your lips and he chuckles, settling back into his seat. he picks up from where he started, rolling a blunt for the both of you. once he finishes he pulls out a lighter from his glove department, bringing it to his mouth. your eyes pay good attention to his eyes glancing down at the wood, his fingers, his mouth as he inhales, and the way he looks at you after he puffs out smoke.. god he looked fine.

"damn, you gon' take it?" he asks before you even get the chance to zone out completely. you mutter "my fault" before taking it and bringing it to your own mouth. now, its his turn to examine your movements. you don't even notice him eyeing you: the way your acrylics look as you hold it, your makeup still looking nice after a full day of work, your closed lids, the way you're slightly titling your head back... fine as fuck he thinks to himself. he takes off his hoodie as his body warms up. when you look back at him, you see his toned arms in the moonlight and your face begins to heat up. "you feel better, ma?" you nod in response, attempting to contain yourself. however, he can't help but examine you and you begin to notice. "so, what you wanna talk abt?"

he uncharacteristically fiddles with his thumb and looks down. "well shit..." you take another hit, still making eye contact with him. "after that thing just happened it kind of reminded me even more," he takes a pause. he puts his hand out, and you pass the blunt to him before he continues. he brings it to his lips, slowly inhaling. then as he exhales,

"what if we was a couple?"

you take a second, nearly being took out your high that barely started coming over you. "oh.. uhm-"

"not like that, just what if, y'know?" he quickly interjects to save himself from possible rejection. "yeah of course....well, ion know like i said you not ugly." you end up shrugging. sure, you guys are friends, but it would be a complete lie to say you haven't thought about it yourself. you had just never planned on voicing it. "well, what do that mean?"

"i don't know, you not ugly. if we talking hypothetically you my type i guess." you explain, avoiding saying how you actually feel. "i guess is crazyyy." he leans back in his seat, throwing one of arms behind his head as he takes another hit. "so, i'm yo type?"

you feel yourself start to smile. "now what do you mean, sir?" he simply laughs. "i think you pretty too, y/n." his statement catches you offguard, and you find yourself speechless. he only laughs more and looks straight at you, now half-lidded with red hued eyes. "you ain't notice me starin' at you for how many times you been in my car? and you the only girl i really be having in my car, you basically my passenger princess."

the name passenger princess makes you feel warm in a place that you are not willing to acknowledge. "...well, i been starin' at you too. surprised you ain't notice" he's quiet for a second, then looks down at his lap with a smirk. "i did." you smack his arm and he's now in a fit of laughter as he relishes in your embarrassment. after a minute, he smiles at his eyes cant help but focus on your lips. "what?"

he takes a minute to think over the choices he's about to make. and after some thinking, he comes to a conclusion. "...c'mere, mama."

you stare at him for a second, questioning if this is a good idea. but, the way his arms look after removing his hoodie and the way he's manspreading is definitely blinding your judgement. so, you find yourself climbing in his lap just slightly raised up enough so you're not actually sitting on him. but, his hand wraps around your waist and makes you sit down. "aw c'mon, why you bein so shy? it's just me." and he's right. this isn't even the first time you've been this close to him or sat on his lap. your friendship has very little... boundaries. or better yet, you two have a closer platonic relationship than others.

he stares back at you as he raises the blunt in his hand to your lips. you take a hit, blowing smoke directly in his face. you both smile and laugh softly, connie biting his bottom lip. "you so goddamn fine, i swear."

all you respond with a soft giggle as you lean closer into his chest. he wraps an arm around your shoulders and holds eye contact. finally, you both slowly lean in, closing the distance between your faces. his lips instantly catch yours and set a steady pace. he tastes like soda and indica, but right now that is so delicious to you. subconsciously, you slowly move your hips on his laps in rhythm with the movement of your lips on his. he lowly grunts and pulls away. "woah, what you trynna do?" he mumbles, eyeing your body on top of his. "shit, i been holding in a lot, con... i'm on what you on."

his eyes find your thighs, then comes back up to your red, lazy eyes. "you sure, ma?" you bite your lip, "yeah... you want to?" a soft chuckle leaves his lips and he leans back in, centimeters away from your lips. "i been wantin' to do so much to you, y/n, i wanna make you mine.."

his lips crash onto yours and his hands immediately find your ass, massaging the plush skin hidden by your leggings. your tongue finds it way into his mouth and he matches you, tongues dancing with each other. you can feel his boner from under you, and you hope he can't feel you throbbing on top of him. he pulls away again, and tugs at the hem of your leggings.

"can i move these, baby?" he asks. you nod, and he pulls them down to your knees. you shimmy them off knowing you're better off without them restricting your ankles. in return, he scoots you back and he unzips his pants, pulling them down to reveal his stiff hard dick under his boxers. nearly drooling, you eagerly move back up and kiss him again. you grind your hips on his lap once more, moaning into his lips at the feeling. his hand go to guide you and kneed on your ass. he groans into the kiss, you making him harder than he already was.

then, you pull away. he takes a second to look down and notices the wet spot forming on his boxers. he smirks to himself, "damn, baby you that wet?" you look away, still grinding on him. he laughs to himself at your reaction then slides his hand down, pulling your underwear to the side. this thumb finds your clit and you gasp at the sudden contact. he rubs slowly, eyes glued down. he pays attentions to the way your hips begin to buck upward at his touch. then, he slowly slides two fingers into your entrance. "o-oh fuck-!" you moan out. looking back up to you, he licks his lips and focuses on you. "like that, mama?"

you hum in response, eyes closing with pleasure. grinning, he curls his fingers and earns a louder moan sliding out your lips like butter. the sound of you and your wetness as he plays with you is music to his ears. "c-connie..." as you moan out for him, he perks up teasingly. "hm, baby?" you open your mouth to speak, and cut yourself off with another moan. "i- fuck.. i need you"

"need what, babygirl?"

you whine, knowing he's making you say it. "..need you t' fuck me, bae.."

with that, he slips his fingers out of you, bringing them to his mouth and keeping eye contact as he licks them clean. while he does this he lets you pull him out his boxers, dick springing out. you already had a feeling, but he's big. you stroke him slowly, taking notice of how he squirmed in your touch. "fuck, y/n.." his hips buck upward and his lids close for a second, slightly throwing his head back. you end up throwing off your underwear, leaving you in only your hoodie you left the house in.

"take yo time, okay?" he says softly as you lift up. you nod, and finally begin to sink down onto him. he bites his lips as he feels your slick coating him as you slide his dick into you. your hands grip his shoulders as you sit all the way down, feeling every inch of him. you both moan at the feeling. after a few seconds, you start moving up and down on him. your head falls into the crook of his neck, moaning onto his skin and sending chills down his spine. "f-fuck...baby.."

his hands find your hips, following your movements. "damn baby, just like that.. ride that shit.." you pick up the pace and your grip on him tightens. he now goes to grips your ass, helping move you up and down on all his length. "fuck-! 's so big.." you're whining and moaning into his shoulder, working yourself on him.

connie starts to move his hips in unison with you. "yeah, you like that shit? he starts grinning, looking at your face buried into him. "mhm.. love this dick.." your slick is staining his boxers even more as it drips down while you coat his dick in arousal. "i know, mama, this pussy takin' me so well... you wet f' me." he smacks your ass, earning a small gasp out of you. "look at me, ma."

you lift your head and he smiles at you, admiring your current state. "sexy as fuck.." he moves to massage your hips before pecking your lips. "love you, princess." your heart flutters, as well as your pussy, and your lips form a small smile. "love you, pa" you circle your hips on him and he hums with satisfaction, curses falling out his mouth. "yeah, just like that.. so fuckin' good.."

you ride him with intent, doing it like you had always did in your fantasies. "you feel so good.." you moan, your hole gripping him tighter. "fuck.. i know, ma, i know. takin' this dick so well."

a knot begins to form in your stomach and your eyes squint again as you look back at him. "baby, 'm gonna cum.." you moan, now moving up and down faster. in response, he begins fucking up into you at the same pace.

"mhm c'mon, nut all on this dick." your moans grow in volume and you become putty in his hands. "fuckfuckfuck!" you cry out as your eyes close shut, and you're slamming your ass down on him as you chase your high. he moans as he watches you, holding you tighter. "yeah, there you go mama..." soon, you begin writhing on him as you cream on top of him, painting his dick white. you can feel the strings of your own cum as he continues to thrust into you, reaching his own orgasm. "c-connie! fuck!"

"'m close baby, 'm close, i know." his breathes are frantic and his head is thrown back. "holy fuck, baby.. shit-!" he pulls out as he jerks himself, releasing himself on your ass. you both lay on each other, out of breath as you come down. he looks at you, a smile growing on his face. "don't you go fuckin' somebody else like that, you mine now."

you smile back tiredly, leaning in to kiss him. this kiss is slow, and loving. you pull away, "and you mine."

© rumisgf

[smutbutoutofnowhere]

[seredelgi]

no bc I get so fucking pissed at how hot he is like... what's the point?

[oreo-creampie]

𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐧, 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐚; 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬?

𝟕𝐤 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: established polyship, mating press in the air, mikasa squirts in your face, oral (giving), praise, jealous!eren, light begging, hints of overstimuatlion, mikasa sucks on your clit and licks your cock stuffed cunt, spanking, Eren is fucking you roughly, mikasa has a tongue pierced, Daddy/mama/sweetheart

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧: congrats 7k Eren lil mean & from the back wanting to know whose pussy that is 🥵 eating out mikasa if you want to add not needed

Oreo; thank you! I hope you enjoy it's so much fun to write for the two of them!

Eren’s tight grip on your hips can't keep you from bouncing from each harsh, quick thrust. Rubbing your face in Mikasa’s beautiful, soaking wet cunt. Stroking her clit, her soft squishy cunt is spasming around you. She’s so close, you want her to make a mess on your face.

Rubbing her puffy pink clit faster. She squeezes your head with her muscular thighs. Eren grunts, “Whose sloppy, needy cunt is this?” Slapping your ass, squeezing your stinging cheek. Whining into Mikasa’s beautiful sensitive cunt.

Mikasa pleads, “Don’t stop! Let her keep eating me out daddy please daddy! Please daddy! I’m soooclosseednnnn!” Her breathy words slur into loud sweet moans you’re getting off on. She’s beautiful begging for your tongue, trembling beneath you, her cunt spasming on your tongue.

Eren leans over your body, his hard chest pressing against your back. Groaning in her ear, “Does mama pretty little cunt taste good huh? You like eating her out while Daddy fucks ya from the back? Hmm! Your soaking wet cunt ‘s bein’ honest clenchin’ me.” The angle Eren is at increases the intense sweet pressure when his cock rubs your sweet spot.

Mikasa squirts on your tongue. Spreading her quivering legs apart, driving her hips down into the bed. You’re relentlessly rubbing her clit faster, drinking her mouthfuls of her gushing cumming. She’s quivering and whimpering, “Please baby! Darling! Daddy! Nnnn! Please sweetheart!”

Eren pulls you out from between Mikasa’s legs by your hair. He pulls you upright, grabbing one of your thighs, folding it up in the air. Giving Mikasa a better view of his fat, veiny tan cock stretching your poor little cunt wide. “Remind us whose tight, dripping cunt belongs to!”

Mikasa gets on her knees, admiring your beautiful, soft body and squelching cunt. Grabbing your other thigh, lifting it off, licking your clit. “Please sweetheart, we want to hear who makes your beautiful cunt feel so good your cumming so hard you can't think.” Both of them holding you off the bed, leaving you unable to do anything but take Eren’s merciless thrusts. With Mikasa sucking on your clit.

Eren fondles your breasts, playing with your nipple. “You do! Only daddy and mama can make my sloppy needy cunt feel so good. I’m your beautiful sweetheart! No one else’s!” Shifting your hips, squirming unable to take the intense pleasure.

Eren fucks you harder. “Nnn daddy you’re gonna bruise my cunt! Don't stop! It’s too much. Nnnnmmama’s tongue ring! Right there please.” Cumming, clenching him tighter, acutely feeling the throbbing of his puffy veins, the shape of his thick head, and the softness of his skin.

Eren croons, “Imma bruise your lil’ cunt huh? Daddy’s cock too big and hard for your tight beautiful cunt to take? Does mama’s tongue feel that good on your pretty puffy clit?” Mikasa pulls away from your clit with a soft pop. Licking your your stuffed hole.

Oreo’s m.list

[blondieeu]

Would you be okay writing some sfw & nsfw on what it would be like dating Connie? I know the reader is married, but he just interests me so much. I love how you based him on Rio, he’s my favorite.

i’m so passionate about connie being based off rio too it’s ok i love writing for him

been away. connie (constance) s.

“you good?”

and you’d just look at him. a moment for the two of you to be vulnerable together in a car you had no business being in, about to smoke a blunt you shouldn’t have been smoking, with someone you especially had absolutely no business being with.

“what’s wrong”

“can’t park here, my husband could see.“

he laughed, starting the engine as loud as he could while he looked at you, a bored expression. his eyes were low and his lips almost sparkled in the moonlight from the lip gloss you kissed him hello with.

“your husband mama?”

“yes!”

constance wore a white wife beater and some sweatpants, tattoos and muscles on full display to everyone who say him, but you knew it was only for you.

his prized gold chain laid across his collar bone. said his mother gave it to him when he was little. his car smelled like him too, the car you helped him pick out at the dealership. smelled like the color navy blue, if that made sense.

“yea ok. tell him your real man s’ takin’ you out.”

and he’d pass you the blunt, tattooed fingers grazing against your untouched ones and handing you a lighter before putting the car in drive and pulling off.

constance hated your husband, maybe you did too. he never listened and was always out, giving you the freedom to do the same. you weren’t a monster though, not like you didn’t care for him, just didn’t love him.

you loved constance— or as you knew him, connie. you knew you loved him when you started to worry about him when he told you he was ‘goin to make a play’ in the middle of the night. or at the point where you’d think about him, regardless of you being in a bed with a whole other man, your husband.

“where we going connie?”

“same place we go everytime girl. unless you want me to fuck you in this car.”

you squirmed in the passenger seat at the thought. wouldn’t be the first time but he could never not make you hot at the thought of having sex with him again, always gave you butterflies. made you feel like a virgin again. it wasn’t always about sex with him though, he was real with you.

when you got to his house it was like clockwork, order food, take a shower, put on some of his clothes and eat together. eventually deciding to eat in the living room and watch some bullshit show you’d been obsessed with recently.

so here the two of you sat. you laying with your head in his lap, and him with his hand rubbing on your butt and the other with the remote.

his house was like a second home to you, he said it was your home too. could come whenever you wanted to, move in if you wanted. got you a copy of the house keys, front door and mailbox.

“gotta move if you don’t wan’ fuck right now, you keep rubbin’ onnit.”

and again, like clockwork you’d work his sweatpants and then his boxers off to pull out his lengthy cock. he had a tan shaft with a pretty pink tip. connie always got so hard for you.

you wrapped both your hands around him but it still wasn’t enough to cover the whole thing. starting off you kissed the side of it, making sure to do it on both sides and even on the top before you took him all the way down into your throat.

connie would moan, head rolling and a tatted hand coming to push all of your hair up into the messiest ponytail you’d ever had. your free hand rubbing up connie’s tan stomach, pushing his wife beater up.

“fuck baby”

with your head bobbing at a decent pace, tongue flicking around his pink tip and getting a faint taste of his pre-cum. the sound of your boyfriends moans drowning out the tv show.

“want you to put it in connie”

you whispered as you let your head come down from his cock, still stroking while you looked up at him. his eyes were a little red from the blunt you smoked earlier. the tv illuminating his rough features, like the small scares on his face.

“so take your panties off then mama”

blondieeu xx

[arabella0001]

Beneath the uniform (Levi Ackerman x Reader oneshot)

pairing: Levi Ackerman x Reader Anime: Attack on titan Synopsis: a wound leads to more than just physical healing.

Warnings: light teasing, rough sex, dirty talk, fingering, power control, fluff

Levi’s blade flashes as he cuts through an enemy without hesitation. You draw your weapon, rushing to fight alongside him in the narrow, blood-soaked underground chamber. The air is thick with the clash of steel and cries of the wounded. Blood spatters your face as you fend off another attacker. A sudden pain tears through you, and you cry out. Levi spins, cutting down a foe near you, his sharp eyes catching your injury.

"Keep going!" he barks over the noise. "We can’t let them get the upper hand!" When the last attackers flee, Levi sheathes his blade and moves to you, his gaze grim. He offers his hand. "Let’s get out of here. And clean that wound."

The ascent to the surface is treacherous, but Levi leads with ease, glancing back to ensure you’re following. Once outside, he examines your wound. "That needs stitching," he mutters.

"Thank you, sir," you say quietly, preparing for what’s coming.

Levi shakes his head. A rare softness flickers across his face. "Don’t thank me yet. It’s gonna hurt like hell." His hands work deftly over your torn flesh, and every stitch sends jolts of pain through you.

When he finishes, Levi ties the bandage firmly. "That should do it. Rest up. We’ll need to move soon."

After what feels like an eternity, he nudges your shoulder. "It’s time to move. Can you walk?" "Yes, Captain Levi."With a curt nod, he leads the way through the wilderness.

Eventually, the camp comes into view. Soldiers turn to you with concern as Levi directs the medics. "Patch her up. I’ll check on her later."

Once inside the tent, you hesitate before speaking. "I’m sorry for slowing you down. I should’ve been stronger."

Levi listens, his expression unreadable. Then he speaks, voice sharp but steady. "You’re lucky to be alive. And you’re damn right you should’ve protected yourself better." He exhales, running a hand through his hair.

"Thank you, Captain Levi." Your voice trembles, and relief washes over you.

Levi clears his throat awkwardly "Rest now."

After leaving the medical tent, Levi tries to focus on his duties, but his mind keeps drifting back to you—your pale face, the sight of your injuries. The unease lingers, and by nightfall, it weighs heavily on him. A strange sensation fills him - something foreign and unsettling. It takes him a while to realize what it is: concern. Concern for you.

At night, you lie awake thinking of Levi—his steady voice, his sharp gaze. You admire him, crave his approval, and dread disappointing him. The feelings are overwhelming, a mix of longing and fear you can’t escape. You wonder if he’ll ever see you, not as a soldier, but as someone worth noticing.

The next morning, during breakfast, he notices you instantly. Relief flickers briefly across his face when he sees you looking better, but his sharp gaze darkens when you sway. Already weakened from yesterday, your chest tightened, and heat flooded your cheeks. The mix of nerves and exhaustion made your knees buckle as the room spun faintly.He strides over, steadying you with a firm hand. Your blush deepens under his touch.

"Easy there. You're not going to pass out on me again, are you?" His voice, gruff but laced with concern, makes your heart race. The warmth of his hand lingers, sending butterflies through your chest. He dont know what is making you act so weirdly.

"If you faint, I’ll make you run laps until you drop," he growls, though his protective stance remains firm. Soldiers’ stares draw a snap from him: "Eyes off, unless you want extra guard duty." The intensity in his voice makes your cheeks flush even more.

Later that night, footsteps outside your barrack make you peek through the crack in the door. When you see him, your breath catches, and a blush spreads across your face. "Captain Levi?" you whisper.

"I need to talk to you," he murmurs, stepping closer. Nervous but eager, you open the door fully, inviting him in. Your heart pounds as he scans your room before locking eyes with you.

"I’ve been trying to figure out why you acted so strangely at breakfast," he begins. His tone is steady, though his gaze feels like it’s piercing straight through you. "And I think I might have an idea."

You fidget under his scrutiny, your hands trembling as you manage, "What is it, sir?"

"You were acting like a girl who likes her captain." His bluntness sends your cheeks burning hot. You stammer, trying to deny it, but his hand cuts off your protest.

"Save it. I already know," he says, stepping closer. His fingers lift your chin gently, forcing you to meet his intense gaze. Your heart pounds furiously, your blush deepening as you realize he’s reading every emotion you’re trying to hide.

"Don’t deny it anymore," he commands, his voice soft but firm. "It’s time we talked about this."

Swallowing hard, trembling, you whisper, "Y-yes, Captain Levi… you’re right." The vulnerability in your voice stirs something in him, and his brows knit slightly.

"It’s not wise to have feelings for your commanding officer," he warns, his words sharp but his tone laced with a strange warmth.

Shame washes over you, and you lower your eyes, voice trembling. "I know… I-I’m sorry. I’ll get over it, I—"

He presses a finger to your lips, silencing your apology. The touch sends a spark through you, and your wide eyes meet his.

"No," he says firmly. "Don’t apologize. It’s only fair if I do the same." His words leave you breathless, your heart pounding so loudly it drowns out everything else. "W-what?" you whisper, caught between disbelief and longing.

Levi pulls you into a rough embrace, his lips crashing down onto yours in a desperate kiss. The passion between you is undeniable, despite his initial hesitation. And for once, he allows himself to indulge in these forbidden feelings. Feeling your response, Levi deepens the kiss. His arms tighten around you, pulling you closer until there's no space left between us. There's a wild desperation in his actions, fueled by years of suppressed desires.

"I should punish you," he murmurs against your lips, "for having such foolish feelings."

"Captain Levi…"you whisper while panting heavy and very flustered. Ignoring your plea, Levi trails kisses down your neck, leaving a hot trail of tingles in their wake. His grip tightens around you as he pushes you back onto the bed, his body hovering over yours.

"But I can't bring myself to do it," he admits, "because I've got these damn feelings too." You gasp softly, surprised by his admission. Without another word, Levi claims your mouth in another heated kiss. His body presses against yours, the hardness of his arousal pressing insistently against your softness. With a growl of pure need, he breaks the kiss long enough to peel off his shirt.

"Do you want this?" he demands roughly, "Tell me you want it."

"Yes" you murmur. Hearing your admission, Levi grins wickedly. His hands move to unbutton your uniform, pulling away from you only long enough to strip you bare.

"Good," he murmurs darkly, "Because I don't plan on stopping." With a growl of anticipation, Levi positions himself between your legs. His fingers trace teasing patterns along your inner thighs before finally finding their way to your soaked center.

"Is this what you wanted?" he asks huskily, "To feel my hands on you like this?" you moan embarassed. Levi's fingers explore further, delving deeper into your folds. His thumb brushes over your sensitive clit, applying just enough pressure to make you squirm beneath him.

"And is this what you really want?" he teases, "For me to fuck you senseless until you can't remember anything but the feel of my cock inside you."

"Yes, sir" Smiling at your submission, Levi slides two fingers inside you, curling them to hit that sweet spot within you. His thumb continues its assault on your clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

"Just remember," he whispers,"it's your fault for getting attached to your commander." You whimper softly, encouraged by your responses, Levi adds a third finger to your soaking cunt, stretching you expertly while his thumb keeps working on your throbbing clit. He increases his pace, each thrust of his fingers meeting with eager resistance from your walls.

"That's it," he groans, "squeeze my fingers like a good little soldier." You gasp and moan loudly

"Levi.. " Levi smirks at your near slip-up, enjoying the fact that you've forgotten his rank. His fingers continue their ruthless assault on your needy pussy, driving you closer and closer to the edge.

"You'll address me properly," he corrects sternly, "or I won't let you cum."

"Captain, please…"At your plea, Levi leans down to capture your lips in a searing kiss. His tongue invades your mouth as his fingers work overtime inside you, curling just right to hit that sweet spot.

"Say it again," he demands against your lips.

"Please, please, Captain.. "Levi grins wickedly at your plea, loving the way you're begging for release. His fingers pump into you harder, hitting that sweet spot over and over.

"There's my good little soldier," he purrs, Levi smirks at your reaction, loving the way you're still panting and flushed after your orgasm. He withdraws his wet fingers from your pussy, bringing them up to his lips.

"Don't worry," he murmurs, "I haven't even started fucking you yet." Levi watches your reactions closely, enjoying the way you blush under his gaze. He stands up from the bed, stripping off his pants and underwear to reveal his fully erect member.

"Well then," he says, climbing back onto the bed, "let's see if you can take more than my fingers." You look at his dick nervously because it looks intimidating, you still cant believe you end up in your situation with your Captain.

Noticing your hesitation, Levi lays down beside you and pulls you close. His hand reaches down to guide his length between your folds, teasing your entrance with the tip.

"It's okay," he whispers reassuringly, "just breathe and relax."As you begin to relax, Levi starts pushing into you slowly. The head of his cock stretches your entrance before sinking deeper into your tight heat. Each inch brings a new wave of pleasure and slight discomfort.

"That's it," he groans, "… You can take it."you moan softly as he enters you, you feel so full and aroused, start moving with him so he can go deeper. Levi begins to set a slow, rhythmic pace. His hips grind against yours as he sinks deeper into your warmth, each thrust eliciting a low growl from deep within him.

"I knew you could handle it," he grunts, "Now squeeze that pretty little cunt of yours around my cock."

"Levi.. " Levi smiles at your words, pleased that you've forgotten to adress him better once again. His thrusts become more forceful as he pushes deeper into you, filling you completely with each stroke.

"You're doing good," he murmurs, "Keep taking my cock like a good girl."Hearing your soft moans, Levi can't help but push you further. His hands grip your hips tightly as he pounds into you relentlessly. Each thrust sends waves of pleasure coursing through his veins.

"That's it," he grunts, feeling your body tighten around him, Levi knows you're close to climaxing again. He quickens his pace, pistoning in and out of you with brutal efficiency.

"Come for me," he commands, "Let me feel that tight little pussy squeeze my cock." Seeing you climax, Levi can't hold back anymore. He thrusts one final time, filling you with his hot seed as he roars out his release. Collapsing onto the bed beside you, he pulls you close into his arms.

"That was…," he murmurs breathlessly, "one hell of a fuck." You pant heavily, you feel so vulnerable. Levi notices your silence and vulnerability after the intense session of lovemaking. He pulls you closer, nuzzling into your neck gently.

"Y/N…"he whispers reassuringly,"We're okay… It's just us right now." You hug him, and he holds you close, feeling your vulnerability. He knows things are complicated between you two - he's your captain and you're his soldier, but they've admitted their feelings for each other.

"Just relax," he murmurs against your skin, "We'll figure it out…"

"Capta…Levi" you correct yourself "…can i ask you a question? " Levi chuckles softly at your correction, appreciating the intimacy of it. He nods, encouraging you to ask whatever's on your mind.

"Yeah," he says simply, "Go ahead."

"For how long did you feel like this about me? "Levi hesitates for a moment, considering his response carefully. He'd been trained to keep his emotions hidden, especially from those under his command.

"A while now," he admits quietly, "But I didn't want to complicate things… Until you made it clear by your reactions that you felt the same."

"You think others will judge us? Because of…you know…"you ask anxious. Levi lets out a soft sigh, running his fingers through your hair soothingly.

"I don't give a damn about what others think," he murmurs, "As long as we're careful… And as long as it doesn't affect our duty."

"You are right.. " you nodd gently and nuzzles into his neck "C-can you sleep here? " you ask scared of his reaction. Levi considers your request, weighing the risks and benefits. As your captain, he has duties that must be attended to, but perhaps tonight…

"If you want me to," he murmurs, "I'll stay."

"Yes" Levi pulls you closer, nuzzling into your neck gently. Despite everything, despite their different roles and responsibilities, there's a comfort in being near you.

"Good," he murmurs, "Then let's get some rest…" you yawn soflty while feeling so loved "Good night, Levi… "

Feeling your body relax into slumber, Levi stays awake for a while longer. He watches over you protectively, savoring the rare moment of peace and intimacy. Eventually, exhaustion catches up with him and he drifts off to sleep alongside you, keeping you safely in his arms throughout the night.

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