#attack on titan eren yeager smut
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đąđ€đđđĄ. ââ ââ eren yeager.
âđŠ âËâ± à· . . . 5.1k. fem!reader, country!eren + bluecollar!, housewife!reader, established relationship, domesticity, ovulation, oral ê° f + m. ê±, kreaming + squirting, rough sex, nasty talk ofc, unprotected, daddy kink, spanking, pet names ê° sweetie, baby, mama ê±, praise, hair pulling, check ins + aftercare, choking, breath + sensitivity + salvia play, minors arenât allowed! reblogs + comments are greatly appreciated. <3
ê° đđđâđâđ đđđĄđ ê± . . . a lil sum i thought of randomly. this is related to the dangerously in love couple. <3 visual. visual. visual. wish i had a link for the exact position i have in my head, so hereâs a small example. hopefully i explained them well. :<
ivory sunflowers are imprinted along the frilly apron that hugs your body cutely, the coquette lace floral dress with a baby pink ribbon to create a corset style underneath. the warm scent of strawberry pie baking in the matcha green vintage oven blooms your heart. dusting flour over the counter to roll and mush at the dough youâve created for the chicken pot pies, one of erenâs favorite meals. the sun was fairly hot today, your eyes fixating on the two beautiful tawny cows roaming your farm, their mouths chewing at grass as the wind blows serenely.
you told eren to keep a close eye on them while he was outside, watching your husband stand halfway down the driveway with sweat dripping from his brow as he tinkers with the engine of his polished black 1968 ford f100. heâs been having troubles with it this past week, and constantly handling it became tedious. he expressed his anger a few times now, this truck being his first big purchase for himself and he was having issues only a year later.
his light blue levi jeans and classic wife-beater was streaked with grease, clinging to his muscular thighs as he crouches low, peering intently at the mechanical innards. every so often, he wipes his hands on a rag before reaching for another tool, his calloused fingers moving with practiced ease. the sun casts a glow on the definition of his biceps as he lifts and maneuvers heavy parts. angelic brown strands held back by a black cap turned backwards.
youâve been subconsciously humming along to the 70s and 80s rock tunes he has stationed on the radio. donât dream itâs over currently on play. meanwhile, inside the cozy farmhouse kitchen, with the tantalizing aroma of food and your chocolate brown maltipoo who eren named honeybelle sleeps on her bed by the window â although this moment was romantic and peaceful to view, you werenât too happy of a woman.
this was one of the few days he was off from work, and heâs been outside fixing his car since your eyes opened to an empty bedside. itâs nearing nighttime, and youâd spent half your day to your lonesome. shaving your body, doing your skincare routine and deep conditioning your handful of a curly head thatâs currently pinned up away from your soft features. itâs felt like such a long time since the two of you enjoyed a full day together, let alone make love. your ovulation period not making this any easier on you, feeling like a wild animal in desperate heat. the only time you really interacted today was when you brought out a fat honey-turkey club sandwich, knowing he tends to forget to eat sometimes.
brushing the crust you created for the pot pie after layering them in crisscross patterns with butter, your mind wanders off, daydreaming as the sun begins to set and the sky blooms into color palettes of saffron and coral. the air outside turns warmer, and you study your husband once more, watching the ball in his throat shift as he chugs on a pitcher of water, droplets hitting his chest. his briefs are peaking out from his jeans, feet in his black timberlands per usual. his arms have veins streaming from the middle of his forearm to his big, dirty hands. silver wedding band on his right.
those slanted viridescent eyes of his catch your stare as he glares at you over the pitcher, swallowing and giving you a movie star smile with pearly whites. you smile faintly, returning the gesture. your heart pounds rapidly in your chest, shifting in your spot as you realize youâre biting your lips and almost riding the air. your blood is thrumming throughout your body, needing him to come inside right now.
the chicken pot pies are done in thirty minutes, each crust perfectly golden brown. and within that time, heâs still outside messing with his truck. you wanted to be understanding that he needed his truck in order to head to work tomorrow to further provide for you and the home as he does, but you canât help that feeling of abandonment in your chest. you really didnât want to cause an argument, but this was becoming irritating.
removing your apron, you slip on your outside shoes to head towards the garage where he resides, being faced with his broad back and gruff noises of agitation.
âbaby.â
âyes, sweetie,â he replies quickly, groaning as he twists the wrench.
âdinnerâs done. youâve been out here all day. please come inside,â you pout, going to wrap your arms around his waist, laying your cheek on the column of his back.
eren removes his cap, scratching at his head before smoothing his hair back and placing it on again. âmhm, baby, i know. gimme like ânother hour, i just gotta connect the fuckinâ valve springs to the camshaft.â
âi thought it was just overheated?â
âyeah it was, the water pump wasnât sending coolant through. the crankshaft wasnât movinâ, ân the radiator cap had too much pressure so the spring in the cap compressed ân flew over in the coolant reservoir. glad i ran to the auto shop beforehand.â
heâs saying a lot of shit you donât understand if being frank. sighing, you let go of him, knowing he was real intricate with his truck so he definitely wasnât going to be done in an hour. he stops what heâs doing to turn and face you, observing your expression.
âwhat i say about that, mama. huh?â eren sighs, leaning down to kiss your forehead. âdonât be givinâ me that face. iâm tryinâ my best right now. swear ima be in, iâll make it forty-five instead.â
âthatâs not the point,â you roll your eyes, crossing your arms. âfuck the dinner, i want you to be with me. youâve been out here since eleven in the morning. not once have you come inside the house ân checked on me.â
his jaw clenches, your tone expected but not what he wanted to hear right now. âi ainât tryna argue with you.â
âthen donât, help yourself to dinner.â
âê°âĄê±.â
turning with clear attitude, you stroll back into the house, honeybelle barking softly as she follows you around. you feed someone in the house, pouring kibble into her beige bowl before patting her head and watching her scruff down the food. by this point youâd lost your appetite, huffing and puffing in your kitchen as you set the food back into the oven and made your way up the staircase.
to cool yourself down, you decide to run yourself a bath. twisting the gold faucet to fill the clawfoot tub with hot water, crouching on your knees to swish the water around to help form the bubbles. it was fully dark outside now, lighting aromatherapy candles and opening the double vintage windows that overlooked the farm you and eren spent years creating. stars in the sky and clouds camouflaging. undressing yourself, you grab a novel off of the shelf and submerge yourself into the tub, closing your eyes in bliss and leaning your head back against the spa pillow that elevates your neck.
eren manages to take approximately thirty minutes to finish up his project, starting up the truck and test driving it before he sighs in relief to see sheâs back in shape. after parking it back into the garage, whistling at the cows to get them to follow him back into the barn after much needed playtime, heâs finally stepping into the house. honeybelle skips towards eren, sniffing at his ankle and wagging her tail. eren smiles, patting the top of her head.
âwhereâs your mommy, girl. huh?â he coed, scratching under her chin.
his eyes scope the dining area, finding the table set up just for the two with candles that were half burnt, blown out. the homemade sweet tea in a pitcher leaking with condensation, ice cubes melted. the pie you baked was set into a glass cake stand, and the pot pies are settled into the oven under the light. it was definitely clear you were upset with him, groaning and putting a hand on his head. he truly didnât mean to take away this day from you, aware of how much youâve missed him. hours at work are longer since the power plants needed more tending to from low employment.
just last week he had to go out of town and leave you for an entire three days to travel to another refinery. in that time youâd tend to your farm while also helping erenâs father with his. you knew what this lifestyle would mean for your relationship. things around the house including you will be secure, but having him come home exhausted to the point where you rarely spend as much time as youâd like with him was difficult. at most he had two days off a week, but a lot of times theyâd call him in because someone else didnât show up.
youâve suggested countless of times that he should switch locations, but this one provided better benefits and he was close to a promotion that would also guarantee him extra off time. âit just takes time, baby.â heâd constantly tell you. and youâre not one of those wives that complain about every single thing to make her husbands life harder, the two of you rarely even argue, but you do have your moments where youâre too stubborn.
the heavy thud of his boots sounds in the home as he heads up the stairs, softly calling your name to see where you reside. with his hand on his toned stomach under his shirt, he finds you rested in the tub, head turned away as you sleep comfortably. his tall frame leans against the doorframe, watching you with a pout on his face. you look angelic, cloud white bubbles flowing around your body, the jets in the tub keeping them in tact, slowly dissolving. the tankless water heater he installed a while back kept the water warm, making you comfortable enough to drift off to light slumber.
he makes his way closer to you, crouching before you to brush the tendrils of curls dangling in your face. your breath is light, lashes feathering against your cheekbones as he caresses your jaw with his thumb. he bends to pull the plug and drain the tub, not fond of you sleeping in water. you didnât have it too high up, but people drown in tubs a lot more than you think.
you hum gently, eyes opening to see him looming over you, studying him in silence. sitting on his behind, he grabs a pedicure knife to clean under his nails, tattooed arm dangling into the tub and under the running faucet to remove the impurities.
âdonât like you fallinâ asleep in the tub, sweetie. you could drown. this isnât your first time doinâ that,â his brows deepen, grabbing a nail brush and applying some of your cashmere and goat milk soap you currently smelt of with to scrub at his manicured fingernails.
you bring your knees up to your chest, wrapping your arms over your knees. âsorry.â
eren scans your face, eyeing the beauty of your entirety. perfectly white painted toes and matching nails, dark, big curls framing your face, slowly falling from the claw clip on the back of your head. the fullness of your lips with the cupids bow curve of them. soft skin, pretty eyes . . you were all his. such a beautiful wife. so when youâre mad at him, it makes him feel like shit. the way you look at him is different as well. your eyes are dead almost, a scolding glare in them.
âthis day was supposed to be for us, i know,â he breaks the silence. âold shit was being difficult, ân you know i gotta drive far, sweetie. gettinâ ân a crash isnât somethinâ youâd want happeninâ to me, right baby?â
the frown on your face serves how you feel about that. âiâd lose my mind if something bad happened to you.â
â ân iâm not tryna guilt trip you or anything like that. i understand how you feel. i miss you just as much. i think about you all fuckinâ day at work. but, as time passes, eventually iâll be in a better position ân you can have me with you whenever you want. jusâ lemme handle shit, okay?â
his strong hands go to caress your ankle, the silver jewelry shining there, lifting your foot to kiss at the shape of it, eyes low and focusing on you, unable to help the heat that swims within your hips and core.
âi really just needed you so bad today,â the sound of your throat clamping up causes him to go alert. you bow your head, wanting to hide your face as the tears threaten to spill. âitâs so stupid. i spent all that time pampering myself and cooking for us â i just hated being alone, even if you were still here.â
âcâmon, baby. why you cryinâ ? none of that. iâm sorry, truly,â heâs rising up on his knees, kissing at yours.
âmissed you touching me,â you whimper, sniffling and pouting. âmissed your kisses. i miss you.â
ah, so thatâs what it is. he doesnât make any effort to hide the smirk on his face, scoffing lowly while dropping his head. you can be such a brat when youâre horny, and given itâs been about two weeks since heâs last fucked you, he now gets why you begged for him to be with you today. quality time was still needed, but he can tell by the way your body tenses and your lips part to release tiny gasps while he strokes the pads of his fingers across your hips . . that youâre ovulating.
âthatâs all you needinâ, mama? some touches?â
salvia trails down your throat as you swallow, thighs squeezing together out of reflex, throbbing from those damned eyes of his, nodding with hooded lids. âmm hmm. so bad.â
âmm, yeah?â
the butterflies in your stomach swarm as he brings his face closer to yours, his touches on your skin causes you to grind when his mouth suddenly connected with your throat, your jaw widening as you gasp and toss your head back, his mouth sloppily kissing at the right side of your body. lips moving from your collarbone, each sound coming from him emphasized as he sucks at your chest, pulling your areola into his mouth and trailing his tongue down the side of your stomach, down to your hip and the crease between your thigh and waist. every kiss and lick is rough, his groans exaggerated as you moan from every touch.
âooo, fuck. oh my god,â your hips canât stop moving, his tongue gliding back up before his fingers indent into your cheeks, turning your face to his so he could kiss you roughly, sliding his tongue on yours.
eren doesnât kiss you for long, detaching your lips with a lewd slick, both of your lips pouty before heâs arching over the tub and guiding his mouth along the left side of your body, repeating his motion of sucking and licking you. your eyes gloss back, spreading your thighs further apart when he gets closer to your pussy, swallowing your bottom lip inward.
he cocks his head back to lewdly spit over your clit, the string of saliva and the vein on the side of his thick neck making your face heat up. your mouth hangs open as he takes his fingers and slowly spreads it over, grumbling, "want me all over you," before rubbing your clit in smooth circles, groaning at the weak noises you made.
you were so needy, every touch he gives you consuming, a lust and desire looming over you that only he could give you. your hips twitch and hike midair, and your positive you've made your lip bleed by how hard you bit into it, doe eyes hazily watching his face. brows furrowed as he tentatively paced his fingers, repositioning himself so he could tug you down flat in the tub, your knees pressed to your chest as he clutches onto the sides of the tub.
âhold âem there, be good.â
a squeal envelops erenâs ears once he cranes his neck and drops his mouth over the puffy nub, enclosing his lips to kiss at your folds. your pussy is soaked, dripping between your ass cheeks, inner thighs twitching while he licks you up. the cap on his head continues to hold his hair back, his biceps flexing from every noise you make, trying to keep his composure. he wanted to make you feel real good, you deserve it, and heâs missed you.
âbâbabyyy,â a mix between a groan and a whimper flows from you, keeping your legs open and squeezing at your chest hard, slowly rocking your pussy on his face, voice shuddering from the feel of his light stubble on your soft skin.
eren spanks the back of your thigh, dragging his mouth to soothe the feel after with an open mouth followed with more of his tongue. he loved tasting you, clearly. melting on the velvet of his tongue like sugar. his chin is doused by your slickness as he buried his face deep, circling your clit in languid strokes, lower lip dropping to bring it back into his mouth. youâre never embarrassed by how loud you get, knowing youâll be reprimanded if you do keep silent. so a pathetic, drawn out whine fills the space when he removes his mouth.
âfeed it to me,â eren hisses, spanking the back of your thigh again, french kissing either side of your ass. the hungry aggression through his eyes tell you to listen, his body almost entirely inside of the tub to make sure heâs giving you what you need the right way. âcâmon, girl.â
the gruffness in his tone makes you squirm, like heâs just as pent up as you. easing your hips up, you hold your legs fully up so theyâre past your ears, gripping on his arm for balance as you dip your hips so your pussy connects with his face, your face curling up as he spits and slurps, your body trembling.
âmmmahh,â you weakly moan, chest heaving and breath stuttering, his tongue occasionally dipping into your hole to taste that sweeter place, eren grunting and bouncing his head along with your movements, teeth every now and then biting at your inner thighs. âg-gânaâsquirt, f-fuck, nnnngh.â
eren acts on instinct, reaching to grab the back of your neck as your body arches forward to hold you so you wonât hurt yourself, swallowing at your achy bud as you coat his throat in your juices, humming and savoring every ounce. the static of your legs as you sing out your moans makes his dick harder, straining in the confinements of his jeans.
he pulls away, your body flat within the tub as he stands and undoes the leather belt on his waist, ears perking up from the sound of his zipper and then awaits the weighty girth of his dick. blush pink tip and tan with a protruding vein trailing up the underside. you find energy to lift yourself up, clinging to the side of the tub like a mermaid on rocks. reaching for the back of his leg to pull him closer, erenâs brows lowered at the sight of your eyes setting into seductiveness.
your mouth opens instinctively, giving him those big brown irises that has his dick jump in your face. erenâs waist spasm backwards, fingers grasping the coils of your hair to stop you. âno, no. not now. yâknow youâll make me cum too quick.â
âyâknow you canât fuck me till i taste it,â you pout, evidently upset, keeping your lips parted as a need to have it. âjust a taste, daddy. i want it.â
âfuckinâ hell,â eren clenches his jaw, pupils dilating, lowering his jeans and boxers to his thighs to inch his dick to your lips. âyeah, jusâ a lil taste, baby. gimme those pretty lips.â
eren moans when you waste no time intaking half of his dick, tongue licking at the underside and slurping him up, bobbing your head and letting him hit the back of your throat in nasty squelches. his head falls back then to the side as he squeezes his eyes shut, attractive neck showcasing, grunting and slowly thrusting into your throat.
âf-fuck, ê°âĄê±. love this sweet fuckinâ mouth of yours. show me that throat, baby,â two hands go to clutch your neck, eren pulling his dick out, salvia dribbling down your bottom lip. you widen your mouth, angling your face up so he can see your tongue in itâs entirety, the tight ring in the hollow of your esophagus calling him.
âgood girl, take this shit deep,â he whispers painfully, teeth clamped together in a hiss as he lays the heaviness of his dick on your flat tongue, pushing in till his pretty, leaky tip connects with the back of your throat, constricting around him. âa-ahh, yeahh.â
you let him use you as long as he anticipates, eyes drooping low, trying to focus on eye contact with your nose mushed to his happy trail, the scent of the day and his cologne seeped into his skin. you heave when he pulls back entirely, whining and riding the air. heâs so damn masculine it makes you so feminine and submissive.
âone more time, hold it,â bending his back slightly, he slides back into your mouth, gently holding your neck in place to thrust a few times more, deep melodies of grunts and hisses pouring as he furrows his brows and studies how you made his dick wet and shiny, balls slapping against your chin.
with your mouth stretched open, you take him in as deep as he likes, closing your eyes to shut off your brain so you donât choke. eren holds you there, huffing out âooh fuckinâ god, baby.â before smoothing his hand on the side of your face after he withdraws his hips to let you breathe, his own chest knocking from holding his breath.
âlove you,â eren reminds you as he peppers kisses all over your face and you smile, a continuous gesture heâd do every time to make you aware, especially when heâs too rough.
the trance you have on his dick is sickening, following it as he maneuvered around the bathroom, retrieving a towel he spread on the lower part of the tub before entering, not bothering to take off his boots. you giggle as he hovers above you, biting at your nail and shifting your body beneath him so he could slot in. the weight of his cock lays on your stomach, eren grinding to rub along your folds, coaxing your hidden clit to show. eren steadies his figure, knuckles turning white from him grasping either side of the tub and holding himself up by indenting his feet into the towel.
âi fuckinâ need you,â eren growls, biting at your neck before licking and shifting his hips to nudge the tip against your opening, easily sliding in slow.
the warmth fills your face again, abdomen pinching from pain and pleasure, pawing at his slightly dirty wifebeater and hiking it further up his chest you were desperate to touch. the silver chain around his neck sways in your face, squinting your eyes and dropping your jaw when he begins pounding into you with the need he expressed. the sluice of your pussy is loud, his balls slapping against the rounds of your ass while your thighs hit his pelvis.
âthis what you needed, right? what you been whininâ for?â eren grunts in your face, taking your lips in his for passionate kiss, moaning together.
ây-yesss, mmmph,â the pleasure swarming in your stomach feels foreign, whimpering from every stroke he gives you, clawing at his sides. it felt so fucking good, your eyes scrolling and your breath inordinate along with his. âdick feel so good, âren.â
âmhm hmm,â his face curls up, leaving an open mouthed kiss on your cheek and behind your ear, his touches making your body burn. âi hear it, sheâs creamy as fuck.â
and it was, peering down between where you two connect to see him covered in you, the sticky slaps making his eyes lose focus, rutting into you harder. so hard it makes you scream, that sweet spot being pressured and your tummy flutters.
âeâren,â you can barely see him, whines and whimpers being your only way of communication. spreading yourself wider by holding yourself open with both hands, arching your chest into his face where he sloppily eats at your brown skin again.
âtalk.â
âannngh,â your lips turn into a pout, face completely gone. every word and sound coming out brokenly. âf-feelinâ something. sâso fuckinâ deep in me. you fuck me so good. wâna cum on it.â
âmhm, cum on it. cum on your dick baby, make it creamier.â
itâs quiet at first when you cum, legs shaking almost violently as eren lets go of the tub and lays his entire weight onto you, tucking you fully underneath to angle his hips and dig his dick in deeper, rough and steady pivots making you reach for his hair to tug, knocking off his hat. his fingers grip your cheeks, big hand almost covering your whole face as he brings his forehead to yours, growling rough.
âyess. give. it. to. me. lemme hear it.â
âg-god, y-yessss, fuck. right there, right there. please donât fuckinâ stop . . oh my god.â
a long, exasperated groan disperses, vibrating in your chest and in his ears, hiccups and gasps following as you clench and suck him tighter. he feels the throb from your orgasm, dick twitching inside of you, rolling his waist and keeping you close to let you ride it out and feel it longer.
âtake your time, there we go. feel it all.â
it pulsates harder from hearing him, grasping his wrist and releasing whatâs been caged within you; a cry. âoh . . my . . g-god. eren!â
itâs not that youâre hurt, itâs that youâre experiencing too much at once. overwhelming pleasure, your husbandâs embrace, the way he speaks to you, fucks you, the love you have for him, how he loves you, and even the annoying rise of hormones from your ovulation. a cry bolts from you, body convulsing and your voice dying out, grinding mindlessly on his dick and kissing his lush lips.
âthatâs it, itâs okay.â
erenâs kissing all over your face, soothing you and giving you time before he holds you close to his chest and turns himself around so heâs leaning up, resting his head back on the spa pillow and twisting you so your back is to his chest. he balances your weight, taking the initiative to sling your right arm over his shoulder, eren smoothing his palms up the back of your thighs before locking your knees to your chest with his forearms.
âyou good, baby?â eren whispers, smooching your cheek again.
chewing at your lips, you nod. âuh huh.â
eren moans as your fingers thread through the brown coils of his hair, tugging and planting a kiss on the shell of his ear, jumping slightly from the way he patted your pussy with his dick, sinking back in deliciously slow. with your lips parting in sync, eren flattens his feet to fuck up inside of you, your walls spasming from how good it feels and the sensitivity.
collecting the tresses of his messy hair, you fist it harder which makes him fuck you harder. your tits bouncing on your chest you fondle at.
âwatch us,â he says, placing both of his hands on either side of your head to force your head down to stare at how he fucked you, keeping your legs locked with his arms.
the sloppy collision of your stickiness coating his cock that plunges into you roughly, his heavy hits making the both of you whimper. eren begins to grow so weak from being in your pussy and the hard labor heâd done today, and you can tell by the slowness in his pace after a few minutes. heâs throbbing hard, knowing heâs close to cumming, wanting to making him feel it too. he also had to get up early and still eat dinner, so did you.
â âren,â slithering your head from his grasp, you guide them to sit at your waist, his fingers digging into your flesh as you tug at his hair again and nibble at your bottom lip.
moving your body further up, you arch your chest forward and implant your feet flat to the surface, snapping your ass down to fuck him instead. eren tightens his hold on you, jaw slacking and squeezing his eyes shut while placing his forehead on your shoulder. you gasp, bouncing on him and constantly groping at your chest, skin clapping louder.
âyou gâna cum in me, baby?â you speak with a whiny tone, taunting him.
ây-yeah, baby. please. bounce on that shit harder,â eren sucks at your side again, retracting his hand to land a harsh spank under your thigh, dangerously close to your cunt. âfuck, you do it so good, ê°âĄê±. do it so good.â
âmmmm,â you smile drunkenly. âthis daddyâs pussy, right?â
eren whines, and you love when he gets this way, so horny he lets his guard down. makes sounds he wouldnât usually make. his tongue on you again causes your hips to stutter, that pressure building back up, a shaky moan pressing out the harder you fuck yourself on him.
âitâs daddyâs pussy. oooh, shit baby. donât stop, iâm gâna bust all in your pâussy.â
âall in my pussy?â harder, faster, you pounce your ass down, knees hiking and reconnecting as you drop down completely, feeling your orgasm near and riding him by scooting your ass on him.
âall . . in itâ fuck. good girl.â
weakness fills your bones, loosing your balance completely, eren bellowing out curses and grunts as he locks his hand around your neck to pull your back to him again, swiveling his hips with yours while you both ride out the wave. heaving on the side of your face after he lays his cheek on yours, warm cum leaking into you while you gush all over him in exchange.
eren softly kisses at your shoulder, embracing you in his hold and moaning from your walls clenching on him. you canât even find the energy to speak, enduring the comforting silence and weak breathing. rubbing your arms and molding his face with yours, skin to skin a necessity for him. rocking you side by side, smiling into his forearm he used to lock against your neck, inhaling the coconut fragrance in your hair.
âwe need a shower, and that chicken pie i worked hard to make for you.â
âand that strawberry pie,â eren chuckles within the crook of your neck. âiâll eat it all just for you.â
âyou better.â
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ᥣđ©àŸàœČàŸàœČâ âč cw include: oral f receiving, multiple orgasms, praise âŠ.oh and you have two bfs in this!!
âi-i canât do it! sâtoo much iâm too sensitive,â you tugged at suguruâs bun, making it more disarrayed than it already was. your toes curled when you felt eren leave wet kisses on your neck, his tatted hands moving from your hips to your chest, now tweaking at your nipples.
eren licked from your jaw to the lobe of your ear, nibbling ever so softly on it. âmaybe you should give her a break sugu, poor thing said sheâs sensitive,â now eren wasnât serious of courseâthe sadist in him wanted to see you ruined just as much as suguru. suguru hummed against your pussy, his tongue flicking at your clit one last time before coming up for air.
âyou say that yetâŠ. youâre holding her legs back even more. âoughta be ashamed of yourselfâŠainât that right sweet thing,â suguru asked, kissing the fat of your thigh before biting the soft skin, making you jolt. sugu had pulled two orgasms out of you so far and normally youâd be able to handle at least three maybe even four! but unfortunately you spent the day with eren and that man is as insatiable as they come.
ây-youâre both fuckinâ terrible,â you sniffled, pussy clenching around nothing when you felt suguru nudge your swollen clit with his nose. eren pinched your nipples, grunting a soft âwatch your mouthâ. suguru was quick to latch onto your left nipple, the metal ball from his tongue piercing making you mewel.
between the two men surprisingly suguru the softest one for you. even when he had to punish you at times for being a brat heâd make up for it with sweet kisses to your trembling lips while three of his fingers stuffed your soaked pussy. eren on the other handâŠ.lets just say youâve never acted up in front of him since the first time he reprimanded you, but thatâs a story for another time.
suguru trailed his tongue from your chest to your neck, nipping at the sweet smelling skin. âlemme make you cum one more time sweetness then iâll be done, i promise,â he whispered the last part directly in your ear, reveling in the way your body shivered at his words. eren craned his neck to speak to you in your other ear, now whispering words of encouragement. âyou can do it baby, i know how tired that lil pussy is from me wearing her out but you can give sugu another one right? he didnât have you all to himself today the way i didâ
âcâmon sweetness i know you got another one in you.â
âyouâre such a good girl, i know youâll say yes and make your boyfriends proud right?â
oh you were in a treacherously long night.
#this is just a little tease to see how ppl like it#feedback is always appreciated so let ya girl know!!#geto smut#geto suguru smut#geto x reader#jjk smut#jujutsu kaisen smut#eren smut#eren yeager smut#attack on titan smut#aot smut#eren yeager x reader#eren yeager x black reader#geto suguru x black reader
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104th cadet corps // fic recommendations
note: remember to read the tags! + i do not own any of these works
jean kirstein
the roommate
dutch courage
babymaker
washing machine heart
bottled up
i stayed there, dust collecting
santa daddy
cake
wish, wish, wish
armin arlert
for one night
maneater
nine years
secret love affair
ripe fruit.
bright morning
reminder: thank reiner later
definition of a good boy
ocean eyes
mikasa ackerman
idol
bruises
arm wrestling
nocturne
stalker
dust, moon, and silver
the unbearable weight of staying
eren yeager
the way you are
bittersweet
say a little prayer
ocean's breath
midnight snacks
sweet dreams
emotional baggage
all over again
peppermint flavored kisses
connie springer
honey oat latte
promise
the unwritten law of college parties
free
anything but sex
#armin arlert#armin aot#armin x reader#armin fluff#armin angst#armin smut#jean kirstein#jean kirschstein#jean kirschtein x reader#jean kirsten x reader#jean kirschtein x you#aot smut#jean smut#jean kirschtien#jean kirsten smut#aot x reader#aot fic#aot fluff#aot angst#connie springer#connie smut#eren angst#eren smut#eren jeager#attack on titan eren#eren x reader#eren yeager#eren jaeger#snk x reader#eren snk
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shoutout to all my fellow smut enjoyers
#resident evil smut#attack on titan smut#resident evil#william birkin#william birkin x reader#carlos oliveria smut#chris redfield smut#jack krauser smut#albert wesker smut#billy coen smut#hunk resident evil#eren yeager smut#armin smut#armin arlert#reiner smut#zeke smut#reiner braun#connie smut#connie springer smut#mike smut#erwin smut#erwin smith smut#levi ackerman smut#fanfiction#smut#smut meme#slasher smut#boyfriend to death#kengan ashura smut#kengan ashura x reader
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eren was like a puppy, whining when you would leave to go out, begging you not to go, his arms wrapped around you while you slipped your shoes on.
âplease, just stay with me for today.â playfully pouting while you consoled him, youâll be out late and not to wait up.
he hated how he felt whenever he saw you walk out the door; it pissed him the fuck off, his hands balling into a fist as he stayed put in your shared bedroom, eventually going to sleep.
after so many nights of having you stolen from him, he decided he was going to have you stay home whether you wanted to or not, with the best thing he could think ofâŠ
⊠fucking you.
at first it was a silly thing that you got roped into; you got tired after sex, you just couldn't help it. it wasn't until your friends would call and complain that they hadn't seen you in a few weeks that you realized what happened.
every time you were about to go out, eren would do the same routine, wrapping his arms around you and whining, hoping you'll just give in from how sad he sounded, but you never did, and when he saw there was no stopping you with his sadness alone, he would slide his hand under your clothes.
touching you in spots he knew you were sensitive to, his mouth on your neck, whispering how good you looked, his dick pressing up against you.
eren was going to get your attention one way or another; it didn't matter if he had to poke holes in your tires despite it being his car too or put seven inches inside of you; he was going to have you in that bed peacefully sleeping.
you fell for his trap every single time without realizing it.
"lets have you on top tonight." a grin on his face as he holds onto your hips, holding steady while you slide down on his dick, a small gasp escaping his lips pushing his hips up impatiently.
once he got started, god knows when he might stop. he took his time with you, stuffing you deep with everything you needed, his lips all over you and his hands roaming your body, admiring the way you looked on top of him.
the goal was to tire you out, and it worked every time. putting you in positions that he knew would make your legs crumble and your mouth dry, leaving no energy to do whatever it was that you and your friends did when out, the thought made his head hurt.
"eren, what time is it?" waking up to eren on his phone beside you with a smile on his face.
"3:04." he always got what he wanted, leaving you no choice but to go back to sleep.
#attack on titan#attack on titan smut#attack on titan x reader#afab reader#aot smut#aot x reader#aot eren#eren yeager#eren smut#eren jaeger#eren aot#eren x reader#eren jeager#eren jeager x reader#jeager eren x reader#aot#shingeki no kyojin
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pairings: peircer eren x black reader
warnings: smut 18+, kinda pervy eren
Good girl
âHello?â Your soft voice rang over the chimes as you entered the tattoo parlor.
The shop was quiet, seemingly empty besides the softening chimes of the door and surprised cursing down the long hall.
âShit- yeah. Just give me a minute. My apologiesâ The culprit of the cursing called.
In the meantime, you took a look around the lobby. The reviews didn't do the place justice. The largest wall contained a bright colorful mural, contrasting beautifully with the dark floors and connected black walls.
While admiring the piece of artwork, heavy thudding from the long hallway turned your attention to the most gorgeous man you had ever seen.
You never believed in love at first sight, up until now. You hadn't even known the man's name yet, but you craved him. The reviews warned you the entire staff was attractive but they clearly left out that this man was a god.
His long hair was pulled into a low bun, strands falling in his face, the color contrasting against his pale skin. He was tall, with a full sleeve on one of his muscular arms, and his green eyes had you drowning immediately. He couldn't be Onyankopon, they said he was a brother. Maybe Connie or, Levi-
âHi, I'm Erenâ He introduced himself after swallowing the large knot in his throat.
While in your own trance, you failed to notice how he froze the moment he saw you. The bright light you stood under showcased the sparkles of your pretty brown skin.
Your legs were on display as a result of the simmering heat outside, thick thighs causing them to roll up slightly. The fitted t-shirt you wore allowed the hardened buds of your nipples to peek through, despite the hot weather.
Eren never considered himself a pervert but the way his mind instantly thought about sucking on them till you begged him to fuck you had him thinking otherwise.
âHi, I'm [â]. Is this a bad time?â Oh, he could have come on the spot, your voice sounded even better without the numerous walls separating you and god your perfume had him wanting to devour you on the reception desk.
âNo, no I just don't know how much I can do for you, the AC is out in all the rooms but mine and I don't even know how long that's gonna last so if you're looking for an hour long tat session you'll have to come backâ He crossed his arms, muscles contracting against the white tee.
âOh no, I'm just hoping to get a few piercings but I can definitely come back another timeâ
âNo, I can do a couple of piercings. What were you thinking?â He grabbed the paperwork from under the counter, praying one of them would be your chest.
âUh well, I want the other side of my nose, belly button, venus dimples, and my nipples but I understand if you can't do all of that or the last one I'll just come backâ
âNo, no I can do it,â He said too quickly, clearing his throat awkwardly before handing you the paperwork.
ââË.â
âGood girl. You're doing such a good job for me, pretty. Just hold on for one second, loveyâ
He was currently doing your last dimple piercing. The pain was unimaginable at first but as soon as the praises left his mouth all was forgotten besides the growing stickiness that rested between your thighs.
He praised you after every piercing a variation of âGood girlâ âYou're doing such a good job for meâ âThat's it, baby. You did so goodâ flowed from his pink lips. You could never decide which throbbing to focus on, the one from your new piercing or the throbbing of your clit.
With three new holes in your body and damp panties, it was now time for the piercing both of you were dreading yet excited for.
âDo I just take my shirt off here?â
âWherever you're comfortable, baby. You can go in the bathroom or stay in here and I'll give you some privacyâ He felt like a teenage boy again. His dick twitching at the thought of seeing you exposed.
âNo, it's okay you can stay in here I don't mindâ
âOh. Okay,â He perked up. Giving you some privacy he turned his back, pretending to be busy when in reality he was trying to think of anything but you getting undressed behind him. Despite his concentration, all he could focus on was the sound of your necklaces and bracelets clanking at the movements you made.
He knew your nipples were still hard, especially since he took advantage of the working AC and he wondered what your moans would sound like if he flicked his tounge repeatedly over the bud, or if he pinched them in front of the mirror while you begged him to fuck you as you pressed your ass against his hard-
âI'm readyâ Your soft voice broke him from his thoughts.
If his self control was any less he'd have gotten on his knees to worship you. There you were. Looking everywhere but him, tits exposed. If it werenât for the fact other men besides him would see, he'd tattoo this image of you on his bare forearm.
âAre you ready?â He suppressed a groan.
âMhmâ
âOkay stand up for meâ He led you to the mirror where he prepped each bud. During the process, you felt as if you could crawl into yourself. The most beautiful man you'd ever laid eyes on had his hands on your breast. Despite the occasion being nonsexual, you were convinced your arousal would start running down your thigh at any second.
âIs this okay?â He stood behind you.
You gave a simple hum of approval, thoughts gone as he explained how the process would go. You convinced yourself you could handle it, that it would all be over soon.
That was until he rolled the bud in between his fingers, the whimper you'd been holding escaping you.
âfuckâ âfuckâ
âShit, I'm so sorry I- I didn't mean to do that, please understand I had no malicious intentions I justâ He stumbled over his words.
He was just explaining the step by step process of the piercing. He wasn't thinking, just craving. He wouldn't have realized his actions if it weren't for the sound you let out. The sound he knew he'd replay in his head the moment you left the shop, stroking his cock as he imagined it were you down on your knees in front of him.
âIt's okayâ You reassured him. Your big eyes staring up into his through the mirror.
âI didn'tâŠI don't mindâ
ââË.â
Before you knew it you were bouncing on his cock. His moans muffled as his mouth engulfed your breast. Tongue slightly grazing your nipple with the flickers of his tongue before sucking harshly.
He was stretching you out so good, leaky red tip repeatedly hitting your cervix as his frenum piercing brushed against your walls. The added pleasure contributing to the pace of your bounces as you chased your high.
âE-eren pleaseâ You whined, attempting to push his head away from the assault on your breast. His hair was everywhere, the ponytail holder long gone the moment your hands entangled in his hair. Your buds were so sensitive, every suck and swipe of his tongue had you squeezing around him, every clench releasing your cream that pooled at the base of his cock.
âFuckâ He groaned, reluctantly giving your boobs a break. His hands gripped the soft flesh of your ass, groping the brown skin before placing a hard slap on your cheek.
âTalk to me, pretty. You like this? Like bouncing on daddy's cock hmm?â His arms wrapped around you tightly as he fucked up into you.
âOh my- fuckâ You gave him control. Your head resting on his shoulder as you let out pornographic moans into his ear.
âAnswer me, mamaâ Another slap landed on your ass.
Before you had time to register the mix of pain and pleasure on your flesh, the gentle pressure of his finger rubbing circles on your puckering hole had you seeing stars.
âFuck y-yes. I love it so much, daddy. Please don't stopâ You whined. Tears of pleasure wetting the crook of his neck.
By no means was Eren a fast finisher but boy was he trying his best to hold on, you're pussy was just squeezing him so tight, the added tension on his scalp as you tugged on it every time he hit the spongy spot along your walls had his nails digging crescents into your skin.
âI'm so close, daddy, pleaseâ
âLet go mamaâ He pressed hot kisses along your neck and shoulder.
In that moment you came, your pussy tightening around the large girth of his cock. Clear liquid squirting from you in streams as he continued his thrust. Your arousal splashing and dripping onto the chair.
With sweat dripping down his forehead, and stray hairs sticking to him, his thrust became sloppy and his breathing became heavier.
âS-shitâ He whimpered, head thrown back as he came harder than ever. Repeatedly pushing his load back into your pussy.
âLemme take you on a date. Pleaseâ He panted once you both came down, his hands roaming your body as he looked down at you, green irises peeking out behind his blown pupils.
âOkay, yea- ohâ A broken moan escaped you as he moved your hips up and down his length once again.
âErenâ You whined
âDon't tell me you're wiped out after one round, pretty girl. I know you have more in you, mama. Be a good girl for daddyâ
for my eren girlies. this is probably the fastest I've ever wrote bc i just needed peircer eren. oh also how do yall feel about pegging bc i feel peircer eren can be a bit subby sometimes ttm. mwah <3
pt.2 wit the pegging à»ê°àŸàœČ˶ËáșË˶ê±àŸàœČ১
#aot x black reader#anime x black!reader#aot x reader#black reader#attack on titan#chubby reader#eren yeager#eren jaeger#eren x reader#eren aot#eren x black fem!reader#eren smut#eren x you#eren x chubby reader#eren fluff#eren x black y/n#aot x black y/n#aot x black reader smut#aot fic#aot eren#aot x female reader#x black reader#eren jeager x reader#eren jeager smut#eren yeager x black reader#eren jeager#eren jeager x y/n#eren jeager x black reader#eren yaeger x reader#eren yeager x reader
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â âč . ĘË . dilf!eren fucking you whenever and wherever he wants. â âč . Ę
ౚৠâïœĄËdilf!eren who is the kind of man who turns heads without even trying. standing at an impressive six foot two inches, tattoos inked delicately across warm olive skin. his athletic build a testament to years of dedicated workouts and an active lifestyle. his chiseled jawline, adorned with just the right amount of stubble, framed a face that could easily belong on the cover of a fashion magazine. deep-set, piercing green eyes seeming to hold a thousand stories. his tousled hair giving him a rugged, yet sophisticated look.
when he became a dad, all of that doubled. his effortlessly good looks were now complemented by a softer, more nurturing side that made him even more irresistible. the way he had cradled your newborn daughter in his strong arms, the gentle way he kissed her forehead.
unfortunately, your husband becoming a dilf meant other women's gazes also doubling. it was something you had come to expect, but it didn't make it any easier. you could see the way that they glanced at him when he would pick up your daughter from preschool, eyes lingering a little too long, smiles too friendly.
ౚৠâïœĄË dilf!eren who's always making sure his babygirl is set, he often sent you money without you even having to ask, ensuring that you and your daughter never want for anything. "just looking out for my pretty little ladies."
ౚৠâïœĄËdilf!eren who can't seem to keep his hands to himself when your parents are over in the next room visiting. hand clamped over your mouth as he feeds you his thick girth inch by inch, the stretch sending your eyes rolling back. "gotta be quiet baby, don't be rude." he's evil. fluidly rolling his pulsating cock into that spongy part that has you grasping the sheets.
ౚৠâïœĄË dilf!eren who loves the way you moan when he eats your pussy with his stubble, the way the short hairs prick you, making the sensation of him all the more better. he loves the way he makes you whimper when he pushes your thick thighs flush to your chest and nips your clit hard, making you buck and writhe under his lips and tongue. he loves how you taste, salty and sweet at the same time and the way your body quakes and shudders underneath him. he loves you.
ౚৠâïœĄËdilf!eren who fucks you stupid against the kitchen counter as you prep your daughter's after-school snack, cheek pressed against the cold granite, hands scrabbling for purchase. "m'so hungry." but eren's not hungry for food.
ౚৠâïœĄËdilf!eren who forgets you're a milf, jealously coursing through him as he watches the man next door flirt with you while you garden. it's nothing but cruel when he fucks you into the sofa, making sure the window is open and your neighbor is outside to hear you being ravaged.
he makes it extra filthy when he bends you over the back of the couch, facing the window, slapping your ass until it holds the color of your tomato plants. the whole neighborhood can probably hear you sobbing with pleasure, the way his name falls from your lips. he knows what he has and the jealousy makes him all the more possessive, he wants the whole world to know that you are his.
ౚৠâïœĄËdilf!eren who is always trying to get you pregnant again, fucking you until his sticky cum bubbles from your hole.
ౚৠâïœĄËdilf!eren who wouldn't trade being cuddled in bed with his two favorite girls, watching a movie with popcorn, for anything.
find more daddy eren here *à©â©â§âË
#valswip!#prettyboyâââ ââ
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âh-hold on mama. waitâ eren breathlessly whispered, nails digging into your brown skin, his adamâs apple bobbing. right at this moment his second phone buzzed uncontrollably. different individuals wanting the new supply, specifically the new strain he just received. âshh rennie you can take itâ throwing your ass back, your let your cheeks clap putting on a show for him. your bedroom smelled of weed, and a strawberry incense making your room cloudy, adding to the show. âyou like that hm?â eren opened his eyes, green orbs dancing over your chubby frame.
your were just so perfect, and your pussy felt even better. planting your feet into the bed you swirled your hips making him hiss, head falling against the headboard while he tried gripping you to stop it. your warm; welcoming cunt was wrapped around him so nicely. wet, warm, and fat. a dangerous comb as eren himself would call it. âb-baby please just wait!â eren bit his lips, bucking into you out of reflex. he needed to leave, go make his runs but you wouldnât let him. riding his dick like it was a pole, dancing on him while he orgasmed the last two times bringing him into a high of overstimulation.
your pussy dripped with the mix of your both. hole clenching around his grith making it wetter as your slid up and down him. âshittt daddyâ your head lolled as you squirted still working yourself on him as you made a soaking mess. eren whimpered your name, phone going off some more while he stuffed you more. this time with a huge load that made you pause your bounces and roll your hip. when he was done your stomach was poking, and cunt dripping down onto the pink damp sheets. eren was asleep, snoring while slob slid form the corner of his lip- his second phone still buzzing but you just turned it off with a giggle.
#â writings!#love pathetic rennie#plug!eren#plug eren x black reader#eren x black fem!reader#eren x black reader#eren x chubby reader#eren x reader#eren smut#eren yeager x black reader#eren yaeger x reader#eren yeager smut#eren jeager smut#aot x black reader#aot x chubby reader#aot x reader#aot smut#attack on titan x reader#attack on titan smut#attack on titan x black reader#anime x chubby reader#anime smut#anime x black!reader
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What Leg Is It Down .á
ÊÉ: levi, eren, armin, jean, porco, reiner
note: you ask them what leg/side is their dick/cock down !
warnings: cursing, sexual, crack, kms joke on jeanâs, f!reader
I BLOCK MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS
#smau#aot texts#aot smut#aot smau#aot x reader#aot#attack on titan x reader#attack on titan smut#attack on titan smau#attack on titan#snk x reader#snk smau#snk#levi ackerman x reader#levi smau#levi smut#eren smau#eren yaeger x reader#eren yeager#armin smau#armin smut#armin x reader#jean smau#jean x reader#jean kirstein#porco smau#porco smut#porco x reader#reiner smau#reiner x reader
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thinking about eren with facial hairâŠspecifically him ravenously eating pussy with tons of stubble and a faint beard. Never even bothering to shave it bc he works such long, grueling hours (and honestly more so because you like the look!). Sort of neglecting his own self care to give you a life of luxury but it doesnât even matter..not when heâs rewarded by getting to spread you open with those legs tossed over his shoulders. Anklet dangling on his upper back as he greedily feasts on your cunt. Heâs breathing heavily and salivating like an animal, hungry only for you and fixated on nothing else. Juices dripping all down the sides of his cheek and his lips and tongue fixated on that swollen clit..thanks in part to you grinding your slit fiercely against it. He knows how much you love that friction so he keeps you plastered right underneath his nose. Gripping your asscheeks to make certain you canât get away from him and he doesnât let up until youâve wet up every single hair on his face.
#aot x black reader#black fem reader#attack on titan#eren x black fem!reader#eren headcanons#eren jaeger#god I missed my man#I havenât written a full fic for him in so long#black fanfic writer#black reader#eren jaeger x black reader#eren x black y/n#eren yeager#eren aot#aot smut#attack on titan smut#aot modern au#I kept seeing fanarts of him with that beard and lost my mind#this is bad#but yâall get the idea#aot headcanons#eren smut#eren jeager smut#eren jaeger smut#smut headcanons#snk smut
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ê° forbidden love with a southern boy sounds fun. a pastor for a father, and living in a small town with god-fearing, gossipy folk was not. ê±
𫧠đ . . . 16.8k. fem!reader, lowercase intended, farmer!eren + bluecollar!eren, domesticity, established relationship, talks of religion, small mention of abuse and alcoholism, forbidden love, sneaking around, age difference + time skip, lotssss of arguments, oral sex ê° f + m ê±, quiet sex (they try ;3), fingering, spanking, lots of kisses, erenâs rlly affectionate, foreplay, rough sex, size difference, spitting in mouth vv briefly, sub/dom dynamic, lots of dirty talk, multiple orgasms + overstim. minors do not interact. reblogs & comments are greatly appreciated. âĄ
ê° theme songz + mochaâs note ! ê± . . . iâll be by edwin mccain + movie by avenoir. . . i rlly like this plot, didnât mean for it to be so long srry. but itâs good so ;) very notebook themed.
part two ? <3
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getting married in secrecy was every familyâs worst nightmare. the opportunity to see their creation speak soul-written vows to their lovers and part ways into unity. to laugh and dance together, snap photos, share cuisines and three-tiered intricately crafted fondant cake. helping their daughter pick out a dress, and their son a tux. all of those memories are delicate and forever cherished. to be ridden of that felt cruel. but, what family deserves that when they donât accept who you're giving your love to? when they find the person youâre marrying selfish, undeserving of your love, and rude? those are the words people used to describe eren, your husband.Â
the sun beats down upon the quaint southern town of georgia, casting long shadows across the freshly cut lawns and pegasus-painted houses. a gentle breeze rustles the leaves of the ancient oak trees lining the streets, their gnarled branches stretching towards the cloudless sky. in the heart of this idyllic community, nestled between the town square and the bustling main street, stands a modest yet stately residence. this is where you resided years ago with your father, the reverend pastor kain. the house exudes warmth and tradition, its wraparound porch adorned with rocking chairs and potted azaleas. a white picket fence encircles the property, symbolizing the tight-knit neighborhood and the values upheld within these walls.
inside, the air is thick with the scent of pot roast bubbling within the choral blue dutchoven and the soft hum of gospel hymns drifting from the living room in soft symphonies from your sickly mother. diagnosed with kidney failure yet always ensuring the three of you had the warmest days. the cool interior provides a welcome respite from the summer heat. the polished hardwood floors creak beneath your feet, leading you past a formal dining room with a sturdy oak table and matching chairs. family photographs line the mantel above the fireplace, capturing moments of joy and love.
your father's study lies at the end of the hall, the door slightly ajar. through the crack, you catch a glimpse of his desk, cluttered with stacks of paperwork, sermons, and bibles. the faint aroma of pipe tobacco wafts out, mingling with the musty smell of aged books. despite the comforting atmosphere, an undercurrent of tension hangs in the air, a palpable reminder of the forbidden nature of your love and the stern disapproval of your father, the man of god who once guided you with unwavering devotion.
youâll never forget the intensity of your heart racing as you held erenâs hand within your own and stood before your father proclaiming your love. the look of disappointment on his face with furrowed brows, smile lines deep as he frowned and stared unwavering. the stern posture heâd taken by leaning up in his chair and hearing the nonsense coming from both of you. the bickering between him and eren while he held your hand the entire time, silently telling you heâd protect you while you shut out the aggressive sound of your fatherâs voice.Â
your love blossomed in stolen moments, snatched between the cracks of duty and expectation. in the hushed whispers of late-night phone calls, the furtive glances exchanged across crowded rooms, and the fleeting touches that set your skin ablaze with longing. the two of you would meet in secret, hidden away from prying eyes and ignorant tongues. in the shadows of the park, where the crickets sang their serenade and the stars twinkled overhead. or in the cozy confines of his pickup truck, parked along lonely stretches of highway, miles from home.
there, in those intimate spaces, youâd lose yourselves in each other. lips meeting in passionate kisses, hands roaming freely, exploring the curves and contours of your bodies. youâd talk with him for hours, sharing hopes and fears, dreaming of a future where you wouldnât have to hide your love.Â
you met on a warm evening on your way to the farmers market, finding him churning butter with broad muscles, naked from his upper body and inked out over his neck and dominant forearm. thereâs a slit in his right eyebrow that also held a piercing. slightly wavy brown hair pulled into a bun with baby blue overalls clinging to his skin.Â
when he locked eyes with you while you pushed a cute green grocery cart, your heart immediately bloomed. those slanted grayish-green eyes with long, brown lashes of his stealing your strength. his movie star smile with a toothpick lodged between his teeth as he finally caught your gaze. the sun shone down on him, casting a golden glow on his tanned skin and ricocheting off the silver dog tag around his neck making him look even more attractive.Â
the man gave you a wink before returning to his task, a sly smile playing on his lips. his arms flexed as he churned a bit harder, obviously showing off now that he knew he had your full attention. shyly, you pull your eyes away from him and pretend you donât notice him staring as you inspect the vegetables before you. once he had finished, he wiped his hands off on a cloth and strode over to you, his overalls hanging from his hips now after he popped them free in front of you, sweat clinging to his skin. he stood in front of you, a cocky smile plastered on his face as he crossed his arms over his chest, a few beauty marks littered across his skin.
he waited for a moment before speaking up, his voice low. âyou know, youâre not very good at pretending you donât notice me.â he chuckled as he spoke. âi can see you stealinâ glances at me from the corner of your eye.â
goddamn, you nearly short circuit from hearing his voice. itâs deep and slightly raspy. the smell of him is almost natural and sweet. you caught a whiff of apple. or maybe butter given heâd been working on it for the past three hours.Â
âand if i was?âÂ
erenâs smirk widened at your snarky response. he took a step closer to you, his body now mere inches away from yours as he looked down at you, tilting his head slightly. âthen iâd say you have a thing for hot and sweaty country boys.â
âyuck, that was so corny,â you giggle in his face.Â
he rubbed his forehead with his palm, feigning disappointment at your response, but he was secretly enjoying the playful banter between the two of you. âmhm, yeah. it was, wasnât it? sorry, iâm not good with talkinâ to pretty girls.âÂ
you hum. âmhm, i bet you say that to all the girls. itâs a small town, and youâre attractive. i hear lies.âÂ
âyâknow, a liar doesnât usually apologize for his bad pickup lines. unless . . . â his voice was a low, sultry murmur now, and his eyes held an intensity that made you feel as if he was peering into your soul. the heat from his body felt like it was seeping into your own, and the air around you seemed to crackle with electricity as he spoke. âhe means it. and you aren't calling me a liar are you, darlinâ?âÂ
the way he looked at you made your heart thump hard in your chest, and the fact that he was so close made it difficult to think straight. thereâs no doubt that this man was the most beautiful person youâd ever seen, in real time at least.Â
âyouâre staring awful hard, like what you see?âÂ
âmaybe i do.âÂ
âonly maybe?âÂ
âi do,â you playfully roll your eyes.Â
âgeez, wâna marry me already,â he jokes, and of course you laugh like a lovesick teen. âi like your laugh, itâs cute. teehee.ïżœïżœÂ
listening to him mocking you made you gasp and lightly hit his arm. âstopp, i donât sound like that!âÂ
âdo so,â he slowly licks his lips, scanning you from head to toe. âiâd like to get to know you, if you donât mind.âÂ
you nearly choked at the suggestion. me? he wants . . me? no way. âuh, you donât even know me. didnât even ask if i had a boyfriend.â
âare you tryin' to say you have a boyfriend?âÂ
âno, i donât. but, i'm not allowed to.âÂ
a frown briefly tugged at his lips as he heard what you said, the meaning behind your words sinking in. not allowed to? âhow come? strict parents? celibacy? . . nun?â
âokay, asshole,â you scoff.Â
eren throws his hands up in defense. âsorry, just honestly askinâ.â
you began to fidget at the thought of telling him about it. what if he ran away because he wanted nothing to deal with it? he notices your reluctance, and almost says something to dismiss the conversation for your sake. âmy fatherâs extremely religious, well known in this town, actually. pastor kain.âÂ
âoh,â eren nods, understanding clearly now. he tried to be as considerate as possible, even though part of him didnât care. if he wanted you, heâd have you. âso youâre the daughter. funny, me seeing you only now. heâs that strict he donât let you come out or sum?âÂ
â âthe daughterâ. why do you say that as if i have some type of rumor about me going around?â
âno, no, itâs nothing too serious. maybe a little insensitive, but . . iâve just heard people whispering about your family and whatnot. things like your father being up his own ass or you being a . . iâll dial it down to prude âcause i find other shit said derogatory, and i'm sure untrue.âÂ
pursing your lips, you hum at the things being spoken behind your back. itâs not surprising. âthank you for telling me that. iâm sure a lot of people have opinions about me and my family. my dad can be a bit of a hard ass. and i surely wouldnât call myself a prude. just because my family is religious doesnât necessarily make me feel the same.â
âyouâre not christian?â he asks.Â
âno, not at all. i mean, i believe in something. i pray, i talk to someone, but i donât consider them god. personally, i call them my fairy godmother,â you smile sweetly, thinking that sounded kind of silly. âsorry, that must sound childish.âÂ
âit doesnât, itâs cute,â he chuckles. âi feel the same. agnostic is the term for me. plus, iâm more of a spiritual person. crystals and shit.âÂ
your brows raise. âwow, thatâs rare to hear a man say that, at least here. itâs refreshing.âÂ
"why's that? you not from here?"
"nah, me and my mother are from the city. philly. he ended up moving us here after getting the deed to his grandfather's house. we've been here since i was ten."
eren shifts where he stands, removing the hair tie from his hair that cascaded down to his shoulders. tucking a strand behind one of his ears and shoving his hands into his pockets. âso does he have you on lockdown for the summer?âÂ
âpretty much. heâs got me set on studying for college. any other distraction in my path he throws a fit. i usually have free time whenever my mom needs something, like groceries for instance. i have friends and shit, i promise.âÂ
eren rolls his tongue and plants another toothpick in his mouth, chewing on it and watching as you curiously observe. to do the honors, he answers before you ask. âcigarette addiction. tryna cut back.âÂ
âmakes sense.âÂ
âhowâs about we keep it a secret?"
his tone was firm yet determined as he spoke. he knew it wouldnât be easy to keep a relationship a secret from the pastor, especially with how overprotective the man was of his daughter. but he was willing to do it, to give you a chance to be happy and not live the way your father demanded. lifeâs too short, and youâre young and pretty. the thought of sneaking around with you, being your dirty little secret, made his heart thump in excitement. he was never one to play by the rules anyway.
âyou mean like . . sneak around?â
âyeah. with your permission, of course.âÂ
for some reason, his intentions felt sexual. maybe he had heard the rumors and wanted to see what you were like and change that. youâre not a virgin, luckily the person who took it moved out of town therefore it remained a secret from everyone. heâs pretty to look at, nice on the eyes, fairly polite, and a flirt. but, you couldnât put your finger on it. and if this was going to be a waste of your time, you surely didnât want to risk your father finding out.Â
so, you decline. âi gotta go, iâm sorry. it was nice meeting you though.âÂ
eren couldnât help the slight grimace that appeared on his face when you extract your hand to give him a handshake. it felt so formal and . . cold. your dismissive tone and gesture made it seem like you were done, like you were giving up on the possibility of even interacting with him again. he wanted to question you further, but didnât want to come off as pushy.Â
âyeah, same to you.âÂ
while flashing a final smile, you push your cart around him to head for the check out counter.Â
âwhen can i see you again?!â he shouts across the open market, hands cuffed around his mouth so you hear him loud and clear.Â
âaround!âÂ
eren felt a small ache of disappointment at your vague response, but couldnât help but smile at the frantic pace you left him at. he knew heâd see you again, heâd make sure of it. two weeks passed and the cityâs fair was bustling with the townships' people. one they held every year right before halloween. youâd volunteer to help your mom with her candy apple stand, taking any opportunity not to be stuck home studying.Â
the county area was picturesque, a perfect example of the serene beauty of rural life. the fields stretched out as far as the eye could see, rolling hills dotted with occasional trees breaking up the endless stretches of greenery. cows and sheep could be seen grazing in the distance, their peaceful presence adding to the tranquility of the setting. the air was clean and crisp, carrying the scent of grass and wildflowers as the sun set into the night. the fair being held was a hive of activity. children running around laughing and excited chatter adding to the general din of the crowds. the smell of food wafted through the air, the scent of funnel cakes and other fried goods mingling with the underlying aroma of hay and dirt. bull rides and horse races occurring.Â
eren found himself wandering through the fair, his thoughts preoccupied as he looked around. he didnât really feel like playing games or participating in activities right now, he just wanted to clear his mind. but as he strolled past the laughing crowds of people, he paused, noticing a familiar figure nearby. his heart skipped a beat as he recognized you, and a small jolt of excitement coursed through him. your dressed in dark blue low rise affliction jeans that were flared towards the bottom along with a matching vest top and black western boots. a plain black cowboy hat atop of your head. your hairstyle changed completely the last time he saw you. itâs longer, reaching the middle of your back in soft, curly bora bora braids. you looked beautiful. straight out of a dream. a magazine even.Â
the wind blows roughly, and from where he stood he could smell the gourmand of your perfume. he stopped only a few feet from you, shoving his hands in his pockets in an attempt to look casual. despite the outward appearance of coolness, his heart was beating fast against his chest, a mixture of anticipation and nervousness coursing through his veins. he hoped youâd be happy to see him again, but he also couldnât shake the fear that you might reject him. . . again.Â
you were stationed at a small booth, an array of freshly made candy apples neatly lined up for sale. the aroma of sweet, sticky apples mixed with the sugary coating filled the air. a woman who stood beside you who stole your entire face, or more-like you stole hers, taking orders from customers, dipping each apple into the thick, red coating before handing it over with a smile. as he drew closer to you, he plastered a careless smile on his face, trying to appear nonchalant. he raised a hand in greeting, waving at you casually.
âhey, what a coincidence.âÂ
catching his attention, the glint in your eyes reads more than your face does, discreetly giving flirty while your smile is faint. youâre stunned to see him, in fact. briefly eyeing your mother before speaking. âoh, hi! um. . . didnât catch your name before.âÂ
âoh, uh. itâs eren. yeager. eren yeager.âÂ
he felt a slight flush of embarrassment as he said his name. he couldnât believe heâd forgotten to even introduce himself when heâd first met you. heâd been so eager to get to know you, to convince you to give him a chance, that heâd completely forgotten to mention his own name.
âright, how are you?âÂ
âuh, good. yeah, i'm good.âÂ
âare you here with family?âÂ
ânah, iâm here with some friends. theyâre wandering off somewhere,â he says. âare you? is your father here?âÂ
âhe isnât, actually. i just volunteered to help my mom out with her stand!â
erenâs smile grew just a fraction bigger at your response. he was silently grateful to whatever divine entity was watching over him for keeping your father from being here. it gave him a chance to talk to you freely.Â
âis that so? so youâre not being watched over right now?â
âiâm twenty, i donât need to be watched.â
âpoint taken,â he purses his lips, eyes trailing over to your mother who was clearly ear-hustling. eren decides to introduce himself. âhow you doinâ, maâam. itâs a pleasure meeting you.â
âoh, hello!â your mother smiled back, turning her body fully to take in his sudden attention. sheâs just a smaller version of you, same pretty face now slowly wrinkling with time. gray kinky curly hair that grazes her shoulders. sheâs dressed in a long navy blue dress painted with yellow daises, a white apron draped around her neck. she smiles at erenâs charming demeanor. âare you a friend of my daughter's?âÂ
he gave a small nod. "yes, that's right.âÂ
you could tell your mother scrutinized him for a moment, taking in his appearance. she could tell he was well-groomed and well-spoken, but she also had a watchful eye for any potential troublemakers. she glanced over at you, noting the way you were watching the interaction between the two of them, and then glanced back at eren.
âwell itâs nice to meet you. i donât believe you gave me your name,â she nodded in acknowledgment, her gaze still appraising him.Â
âapologies. iâm eren yeager, maâam.âÂ
she took in his name and the way he presented himself, weighing him silently in her mind. she was clearly being protective, trying to figure out if he was a suitable friend for you or not. you sigh deeply, twirling your fingers anxiously. eren notices.Â
âah, so youâre the eren iâve heard about. the troublemaker.âÂ
âma. .â you eye her, as if telling her not to start.Â
he smiled innocently, a small hint of embarrassment coloring his expression. he didn't think he was quite as bad as the rumors mightâve made him out to be, but he also knew that he wasn't exactly the most picture-perfect person.Â
âtroublemaker, huh? didnât know i was known for that. i can tell you that i'm the sweetest person youâll know if that eases you.âÂ
âhm,â your mother squints suspiciously, a small giggle, surprising to you at least, coming from her. you blink at her, brows furrowing. does she find him sweet? âarenât you charming. i hope you stand by your word.âÂ
this was becoming awkward for you. given the way you were raised and the household you grew up in, your mother was always the sweet one. stern when needed, but for the most part she let you be your own person. she still had heavy concerns for the people you chose to surround yourself with. and a man wasnât exactly something sheâd be ecstatic with. but with her sickness, and unknowing of the time she had left, sheâd let her guard down to see you happy. if he were to break your heart, itâd only be a lesson youâd have to learn on your own.Â
you remove your sight off of the pretty boy before you, the stand quieting down from attraction to hold her shoulder endearingly. âmama, would it be okay if i stepped away for a bit? just to talk.â
âjust for a bit, alright? and make sure youâre only talking,â she says, throwing eren a warning glare. you groan, titling your head annoyingly.Â
eren nodded in understanding, silently vowing not to do anything that would give your mother a reason to get between you two. the last thing he needed was a scolding from a protective parent, especially one as dedicated as yours. he already had to potentially worry about your father. he gave your mother a reassuring smile, hoping to ease her worry just a bit. âdonât worry, ma'am. weâre just going to head to the hoedown for a dance.âÂ
you shoot him a look, dancing sounds different from talking. he smirks.Â
âalright, fine. but you be back before ten, okay? no funny business.âÂ
shaking your head, you give her a peck on the cheek. âpromise mama. thank you.âÂ
âmhm hmm.âÂ
she watches eren step aside as you remove your apron, maneuvering around the stand as he elongates his arm with a gentle âafter youâ, the two of you strolling away, but not before you turn to look back, giving her a grateful yet giddy smile. your mother chuckles, waving and smiling back, her heart warming at the sight of eren reaching to hold your hand that you hesitated to take before giving in. she couldnât help but think this was going to be trouble.Â
âshe seems nice,â eren mutters, a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth.Â
you canât help but roll your eyes. âyeah, sheâs very sweet. just can be a bit overprotective.âÂ
âitâs good you have parents that care for you like that,â he replied, an almost sad tone in his voice.Â
"yeah, they. . they're cool," you say, faltering slightly as you try to find the right words. âwhat about yours?âÂ
you look up at eren, trying to catch his eyes, but he's staring straight ahead, his jaw set and his expression closed off. itâs clear that he doesn't want to dive too deep into it, but you can't help but wonder what could've happened to make him react like this. he clears his throat uncomfortably, protectively holding you close as he guides you through the crowd. it makes your heart jump.Â
âdad isnât the best.âÂ
â. . oh.âÂ
the ranch slowly comes into view, the sounds of music thrumming louder as you approach. thereâs a large, open space filled with people dressed in their best western attire, a sense of excitement and nervousness overtaking you. eren leads you through to make your way towards the center of the ranch, where the dancing and festivities are already in full swing. the music is lively and upbeat, couples twirling and spinning across the makeshift dance floor. others chugging down drinks at the bar.Â
âyou wâna show me how you move?â thereâs a certain look in his eye, something else that you can't quite identify. his confidence is infectious.Â
the crowds contagious, and itâs clear that everyone is having a great time. but you canât help but fidget at the thought of dancing with someone youâre extremely attracted to. who smelt like patchouli, dressed in all black with tan, slightly roughed up cowboy boots. whoâs smile is as bright as the moon, chocolate long hair making him look like the prettiest prince. it felt like a date. and technically, this would be your very first one. which, now that youâre thinking about it, is probably why your mom looked at you the way she did.Â
you cower, biting your lip. âum, i . . canât dance. at least the way they are.âÂ
eren raises his brow at your declaration. âreally? hm.âÂ
you swallow when erenâs hand pulls you a little closer by your hip, gently resting there to guide you into position. "don't worry. iâll lead, and you just follow. itâs not rocket science, right?"
âokay.âÂ
he starts to move, slowly guiding you into a basic step. despite your lack of knowledge, you try your best to keep up with him, your eyes glancing down at your feet every now and then out of fear of tripping. eren notices your hesitation and gives a small laugh. he keeps his arm around your waist, making sure you don't falter.
"relax. youâre doing fine. stop looking at your feet so much. youâre going to fall if you keep it up.âÂ
âsorry,â you giggle, your initial nerves starting to fall off as you let him guide you.Â
he spins you around gracefully, his hand still firmly holding you in place. you're starting to get the hang of it, your body slowly moving in time to the music. the expression on erenâs face is a mix of amusement and pride; it's clear he's enjoying teaching you to dance. as the music changes to a slightly faster beat, he picks up the pace a bit, twirling you around with practiced ease. his steps are confident, his grip firm yet comfortable. you find yourself actually enjoying the experience, laughing at your own clumsy attempts to keep up with him. his smile widens, his eyes shining with a playful glint as he watches you. amused by your honest attempts of catching up.Â
the music slows down eventually, and now plays a soft melody that has couples pulling each other closer to slow dance romantically. rolling your lips inward, you beam up at him with a soft chuckle. iâll be by edwin mccain playing, and it happened to be one of your favorite songs. the moment becomes intimate, and eren makes a move to rest both hands on your lower back to pull you even closer so your chest touches his. the warmth from his body onto yours gives you goosebumps. it gets more romantic when he places your arms on his shoulder, your hands interlocking while his eyes lock onto yours. bodies swaying slowly with the melodious tune.
âdonât know if i told you how pretty you are.â
you can feel a flutter in your chest at the unexpected compliment. you turn your eyes away from him, a small smile playing on your lips as you try and hide your reaction. you can feel the warmth rising in your face, and you have a feeling he notices it too. âand i told you that you say that to all the girls.â
youâre unsure what switched, but his face grows calm, studying your face intently, hugging you closer as if youâd slip away. that makes you alert. âso . . your mother thinks iâm trouble. iâm not sure what youâve heard about me. we do live in a small town so shit gets around, including rumors. but, what iâm worried about is how you perceive me.âÂ
the tone in his voice catches you off guard, his eyes fixed on yours with an almost vulnerable expression. âum, i havenât heard anything about you to be honest. i donât really stick my nose in drama, or the bullshit older folks gossip about. clearly, my mom knows, and iâve heard something minor about your father. . i just â donât want things like that to cloud my judgment of you. iâd wanna get to know you from you.â
he swallows, trying to contain his thankfulness. âseriously?âÂ
âyeah, i mean . .â you shrug shyly. âpeople donât necessarily have many nice things to say about me or my family apparently. i guess you could say weâre two peas in a pod.âÂ
âoutcasts,â eren prys in a small joke.Â
âcomplicated, whatever. misconceptions everyone makes when they donât know shit. if i get to know you, and get what i think we want to get from each other, and it turns out to be great or goes completely to shit? then thatâs for me to decide when iâm ready.âÂ
âyouâre absolutely right,â he sighs. âi fuckinâ hate this town sometimes. iâm twenty-three ân i feel like i'm stuck here. i just wanna run away and start a new life.âÂ
âi feel the same,â you weakly smile, thoughts flashing around in your head. âthis doesnât feel like home anymore. the community is perfect exterior-wise, but deep down everyoneâs a little demented. and believe it or not, my life is miserable. my fatherâs too overbearing, my mom's sick. they have these high expectations of me, like going to college and honoring the familyâs name. but, iâm starting to realize itâs not what i want anymore. iâm only doing it to please them. my father legit made me take a year off just to make sure iâm fully prepared for college.â
âhas your father always been strict like that?â eren switches with you as more people make way on the floor, facing south now. the star lights hung on the ceiling setting the mood as more love music played.Â
âsince i was a kid, yeah. heâs always had these values he believed we should uphold. âkeepingâ the families guidance, childâ he would say,â eren watches you chuckle dryly, his jaw clenching. âoften times i wonder why my mother married someone like him when sheâs the complete opposite. iâm guessing he was different when they were younger. sometimes i think i ruined their love.âÂ
âdonât think that, ê°âĄê±,â hearing your name come from him made you squeeze his hand tighter, oddly feeling comforted. âwhatever problems they have arenât because of you. they decided to bring you into this world, therefore itâs their job to raise you to be the best you can be. and i think youâre great, and you can think for yourself and do whatever you want with your life.âÂ
âthank you, eren.âÂ
âmhm,â eren searches your face continuously, memorizing every detail of expression. for future notes. âdo you think heâs so hard on you because he never got the opportunities you have? or âcause, you know, youâre his only girl?â eren asks.Â
instantly, you nod. âyeah, thatâs definitely it. heâs afraid to make a mistake. granted, heâs made a few already. no parent is perfect, but itâd be nice if heâd see me as the adult i am now and not just his baby girl. or perceive me as this sweet little church girl whose only values in life are to please her parents and have awards to hang in the house to boast about when we get visitors.âÂ
âthatâs gotta be hard, iâm sorry.âÂ
âitâs okay. iâd also be the first in my family to attend college. i got offered a scholarship to brown, which is why he has me studying till i bleed. figuratively, of course.âÂ
âwow, an ivy league. thatâs big.âÂ
âthanks, iâm a genius,â you roll your eyes sarcastically. your hands drop from his neck, entwining your right hand with his left, eren wrapping his arm around your waist as you two dance that way. âyour hands are really soft.âÂ
âall that butter i be churninâ,â he cackles. his face grows serious once more, and yet again youâre unable to read him. âlisten, so . . i wâna tell you that i really am drawn to you. i like you, ân iâd like to get to know you. who knows, maybe one day we can run away together from our lives here, some clichĂ© shit like that.âÂ
âi . . yeah. i really wanna get to know you, too.â
âooh, you likinâ me?â he flirts.Â
you can't help but give him a small smile, your cheeks flushing slightly. this lovesick feeling you get around him was something youâd only read about in novels hauled up in your bedroom to escape reality. it felt nice.Â
"maybe i am. what if i am?"
"i like the sound of that," he replies, his voice a soft murmur just above your ear. "i like it a lot, actually."
you can feel the heat radiating from his body, the closeness making your heartbeat quicken. you try to tell yourself that it's just the dance, just the music, that's making you feel this way, but deep down, you know it's more than that. something about eren, something about the way he's looking at you right now, is stirring up feelings you haven't felt before.
âyou know," he says, his voice low and intimate, "would it be too early for me to ask to kiss you?â
and that followed up with more forbidden kisses. the two of you tried to see each other four days out of the week, of course, sundayâs being off limits. youâd run to the market for your mother and spend most of your time at erenâs farm feeding the animals and helping him work. making up an excuse when your mother asked why you took so long. the two of you decided it was best to keep your relationship private from both your mother and father until the time was right. there are nights when you would sneak out when your parents were sleeping to make out in the back of his pickup truck under the stars.Â
play fighting in the lake, writing each other love letters, running into his arms whenever you saw him while he spun you around and held you tight. every moment spent with him felt like a novel. every kiss feels like a risk, every touch like a secret act of rebellion. living a double life pretending to be just friends. the intimacy of stolen moments you share is like a secret language, a bond forged by the very secrecy that threatens to keep you apart. a month into the relationship, eren surprised you with a date at the same ranch where you shared your first dance. decorating the back of his truck with blankets, pillows, and tons of snacks for a drive-in movie casting on the back of the ranch. he made love to you for the first time that night.Â
pastor kain and most of the god-fearing parents in this town knew that eren had a reputation for being rowdy and a sweet talker with the girls. heâs not necessarily someone theyâd see their daughter for. and eren will admit heâs made some poor decisions in life, but that didnât make up for who he was deep inside. nobody knew him. they only knew the surface level of what was spoken of him and his family. the yeager's. eren practically runs the farm thatâs in his motherâs name, working his ass off every day while his father wastes himself in heavy liquor on the living room couch. he couldâve left a long time ago, but his attachment to his mother and what she built refused to let him pull away.Â
his father made a few public appearances that tarnished their family name further. altercations with good people in town for giving him dirty looks or speaking with ill intent on his son. a father forever, but a horrible dad through and through. his reputation already ruined erenâs. a lot of people assumed heâd be exactly like his father; a drunk, and an abuser. his mother going without peace in a horrible fight between the two causing her heart attack. eren hates that he canât let him go, having a few nasty fist fights himself. maybe heâs hoping heâd get better one day and be someone. but that was far from what will happen.Â
eventually, you and eren sneaking around had to end when word got out about it through your fatherâs church; an older woman calling you a slut and stating that youâll be no good dealing with a yeager. itâs clear they were truly disliked in this town full of idiots and sinners themselves. âholier than thou, up their asses, pretentious dicks!â is what eren had to say about it. you and your father had one of the worst arguments of your life. a total scream fest when he found out.Â
eren sat outside in his truck, anxiously bouncing his leg, eventually exiting to pace around on your porch. you come out with tears streaming down your face, eyes red and puffy. eren falls apart, cooing âawe, babyâ before embracing you into a tight hug, his strong arms burying your face into the warmth of his chest.Â
âhe just doesnât understand. i donât get why he doesnât understand,â you choke on your sobs, eren brushing a hand down the back of your head, kissing it after.Â
âlet me talk to him,â eren suggests, and instantly youâre disagreeing, backing away and trembling.Â
âno, eren. i told you, nothing we can say will get through to him. heâs fuckinâ hopeless!âÂ
âkain, stop it!â your motherâs frantic voice could be heard shouting at your father from inside, glass being thrown out of anger.Â
the blood flows through erenâs veins viscerally, an intense feeling settling within him, bringing back memories of his own mother. the booming voices of his father and items being tossed, knocked down, or torn. without another word, heâs rushing into your home intending to set things straight. you panic, following his lead, unaware of what he is capable of when angry. youâve never seen him on that level before. you knew him well enough to know that he wouldnât put his hands on your parent, and he was respectful to show proper communication.Â
âeren!â your voice croaks, tailgating him as he approaches your fatherâs office where the commotion ensues.Â
âheâs corrupting our child! why canât you see that?!âÂ
eren stands tall, pulling you behind him protectively as he meets pastor kainâs accusing glare with unwavering determination.Â
âwho told you to step foot into my home, boy?â pastor kain grits, your mother standing idly beside him, pain wretched over her face. your lips begin to tremble, hating seeing her that way. you never wanted this to be the outcome. you just wanted to love this man. why should you be punished for that?Â
âcorrupting her?â eren chooses to ignore his statement and cut to the main issue. âsir, with all due respect, itâs not your decision to say who she can ân cannot be with. i have no intent to hurt her, which is exactly what youâre doing right now. we've made choices based on what's best for us, for our future. ân while those choices may differ from what you had planned, they are ours to make.â Â
âand who gave you permission to include yourself into my daughter's plans?â the man snarled, eyeing you as you sob behind eren aggressively. your cries paining erenâs heart. you were too broken to stand up for yourself right now. feeling like youâve been doing that for your entire existence. it felt safe to have eren handle things for you.Â
âshe did, because sheâs an adult and i will marry her whether you give us your blessing or not,â his voice rises, tinged with a hint of defiance. the word marriage drives your father into madness. âi will never apologize for loving your daughter, for wanting to build a life with her. if that makes me a bad decision in your eyes, then so be it. but i refuse to let you dictate the course of our happiness.âÂ
his gaze shifted towards you, his eyes filled with a mixture of sorrow and disappointment. the tension hung heavy in the air, the weight of their disagreement pressing down upon them. yet amidst the conflict, there was an undercurrent of love and concern, a testament to the complex bond that existed between father and daughter. your father holds a hand to his heart as if itâs torn, strolling around his brown desk to take a seat.Â
âyouâre going to let him speak for you, ê°âĄê±. speak to me like this? thereâs no respect for me anymore?âÂ
your sniffles are loud, removing your face from the middle of erenâs broad back to stand your ground, elevating your head and clutching his hand tighter. âi truly donât know what else i can say to you, daddy. iâm not fond of the life you have planned for me. i will always be your daughter, but i canât and will not be this little girl you want to have control over. i am an adult, therefore you have to treat me as such. i no longer want to attend college because of my own decision. it was always your dream, not mine. eren had nothing to do with these transitions. i am allowed to love whomever i please.âÂ
the room falls silent as your parents stare at you, your mother placing her hands over her chest with loving despair. she herself has made multiple attempts to try and change her husband's point of view, but nothing surpasses. eren glances at you, eyes shining with adoration and protectiveness.Â
âitâs not that i wonât let you live your life. itâs that i donât approve of who youâre trying to give your life to. what can he do for you?âÂ
eren feels a sense of inferiority. âi may not come from wealth, but i am not a man of indolence. your daughter is a remarkable woman who deserves everything she wishes for. she knows her own mind ân heart, ân she's chosen me. ân i love her for that. iâm not belittling your concerns, but i can not, in good conscience, abandon the woman i loveâ needs. we may not fit the mold you've envisioned, but i love her and will continue to whether you disapprove or not. i will provide for her, take care of her. she never has to lift a finger while with me.âÂ
pastor kainâs face contorted in anguish, his shoulders slumping as if the weight of the world bore down upon him. he looked at you, then at eren, his eyes searching for some glimmer of understanding, some shred of compromise.
âoh lord, have mercy on us all,â with a heavy sigh, he turned away, his voice barely audible as he spoke. âyouâve made your choice clear, ê°âĄê±. youâre choosing to leave the only home you've ever known, turnin' your back on the only family you've ever had. and for what? a fleeting romance with a man who can't even provide you with a stable future? someone rowdy with a poor excuse of a father? a flirt who canât handle his greed for women? you want me to be happy for you? for this? he ainât good for you, baby girl. and i will stand by that for as long as i breathe.âÂ
thatâs when all of you equally realized that no matter what was said, his opinion will remain one sided. admitting defeat as a whole. anything that was said completely flew over his head, and only his view mattered. itâs narcissistic, and bizarre. eren was baffled, in fact.Â
the waves of pain crash down on you, wishing he would just understand you, and be happy for you. to approve and give his blessings. to tell you that the man youâre in love with is good for you. eren holds you as your body grows weak, almost falling over. itâs clear the effect this had on you, and he fucking hated it.Â
âi just want you to . . you donât even k-know him.âÂ
he shook his head, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. âi fear for your soul, my dear.âÂ
i fear for your soul. that haunted your dreams like nothing else ever had. it was by far the vilest thing youâd ever heard your father say to you. it made you cry for days on end. breaking your heart over and over again. weakening since the moment youâd packed your suitcase and said goodbye to your mother. you no longer saw your father as family. giving her a heartfelt embrace and kissing your home goodbye. four months later, your mother passed away. regret ached at you for not seeing her as much after you left with eren. youâd seen her only a few times after the horrible fight, spending the day with her as she gave eren an extreme apology as well as her approval. she prayed youâd forgive your father, to give him grace.Â
the last time you saw your father was at your motherâs funeral. and the look on his face remained the same towards eren; disgust. you still loved your father a great deal, but the respect no longer resides. youâd comfort him, check on him occasionally, but keep your distance to protect your peace. after your mother received a beautiful burial, you continued your future with eren. marrying in secrecy two months later. in the aftermath of loss, the two of you found solace in each other. amidst the grief and chaos, your love became a beacon of hope, a reminder that even in the darkest times, there could still be beauty. so, in a quiet ceremony surrounded by close friends, you vowed to spend the rest of your lives together.Â
as you exchanged rings and sealed your union with a kiss, the weight of the world seemed to lift from your shoulders. for a moment, nothing else mattered except the love you shared, the future you would build together. a good thing that came out of this was erenâs father getting clean and giving him a letter from his mother heâd kept hidden on his own accord. a title for land sheâd purchased just for him to do what he pleased. erenâs father held down the farm while eren decided to build your dream home on the new land. and he stood by his word.Â
it was hard for eren to forgive his father, but he appreciated that he wanted to be better. itâd never bring his mother back, nor heal the bruises on his heart, but it was something. once he built this home for the two of you, heâd never have to see him again. it seemed like both of you were running away from your fatherâs. it was scary how somewhat similar your situations were. you became acquainted with his father out of respect, helping with the farm to pass time as eren focused on building the house with his friends. it helped you clear your mind surprisingly, always adoring animals and gardening. itâs something you wanted to do once the house was ready as a hobby.Â
some days were really hard, grieving not only the death of your mother but the separation from your father. you felt bad for the many nights you cried in erenâs arms about it. luckily he didnât invalidate your feelings. he constantly reassured you that everything you felt was natural, and he had no problem comforting you on your lowest days. and that if anyone understood the pain of losing a mother, itâd be him. he truly was your angel. who wouldâve thought a man youâd met at a market one random day would be the one youâd spend the rest of your life with.Â
eren spent an entire year and a half building a charming little cottage nestled in a scenic countryside setting out of town, about an hour. itâs a cozy, quaint structure with a warm, homey feeling. the exterior is made of white wood, front adorned by a wrap-around porch, blue shutters, and a few flowers in pots. the windows are large and welcoming, bringing in natural light and a lovely view of the surrounding landscape. heâd built your dream kitchen, tall windows overlooking the garden. a bathroom with a clawfoot tub and double sinks. and a library so you could read and write. he did it all.Â
you stood beside him, hand resting on the small of his back as you surveyed your new home.Â
"this is perfect," you whispered, voice filled with emotion as tears well in your eyes. âitâs everything iâve ever wanted, eren. thank you.âÂ
eren turned to you, his eyes shining with love and pride. he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you close as he buried his face in the crook of your neck. the scent of your perfume mingled with the earthy aroma of nature filling his senses with comfort.
âi meant what i said, i'd do anything to make you happy,â he murmured, breath tickling your skin. he tilts your chin up, gaze locking with yours as he brushes a stray curl behind your ear, the tears falling down your brown cheeks. âyouâre the most important thing in my life, and now we get to share this space, these memories, everything. together."
âââ ââ âââ â ââ âđŠ
a storm is raging outside on the day of your anniversary, and it only raises your anxiety for your husband currently working in this weather. youâd set up the dining area to surprise eren, spending hours in the kitchen to perfect the tastiest meal. youâd always be sure to welcome him home with a good meal after hard labor. talks of the storm have been on a loop, playing on the living room tv repeatedly. one of your worst fears was a natural disaster. for it to possibly happen today of all days felt like a big joke.Â
youâve been trying to keep your mind off it, praying for erenâs safety while anxiously nibbling at your cross necklace. youâve tried to contact him a few times, but gotten no response. assuming he was busy, you left it alone, knowing heâd get back to you as soon as he was available. service was probably terrible out there. within the next moment, as you set the oven to three sixty-five and placed the round cake pan in, the sound of the front door swinging open alerts you. you hear that familiar sound of house keys jangling, and your heart nearly combusts at the realization that your husband made it home.Â
the oven mitts come off, and immediately youâre bolting towards the living room; a sweet scent of roses wafting up from the extreme wind blowing into the house and the bouquet in his hand. âwhere you at, baby? iâm home!âÂ
his voice calling out to you makes you giggle, echoing through the warm house. a few seconds later, you emerged from the archway, a smile beaming on your pretty face as you ran into his arms, eren chuckling as he caught you and your legs wrapped around his waist. kissing at his face in relief.
âbaby, i was so, so nervous. the storms gettinâ worse by the day. i thought you were stuck somewhere. you werenât answering your phone ân i got so scareddd,â you bury your face in the crook of his tatted neck, nearly sobbing as you clutch him tight.Â
itâs true, the weather was horrible. trees knocking down, power going out, roads blocked. it happened out of the blue. theyâre saying a hurricane is a high possibility. why youâre finding out last minute? who fucking knows. unfortunately, he was on the clock today working at the plant, his highlighted yellow vest adorned on his shoulders as he stepped himself out of his dirty timberlands. luckily they were collectively told to head home early for safety reasons.Â
âoh, darlinâ, iâm alright. my bodyâs intact,â he kisses your cheek. âi told you to stop watchinâ the news. it makes you more sensitive.âÂ
he sets you down slowly, your bare feet hitting the ground while you pout up at him. your curls were tousled as if you'd just rolled out of bed, but you looked beautiful, breath catching in his throat actually. especially dressed up in this dark red two-piece set. cute ruffled shorts and a skimpy bra accentuating your every curve in a way that left little to the imagination. the swell of your ass, hips, and thickness of your thighs that touch swallows the material salaciously. your skin is smooth, always. scented with dewberries and magnolia.Â
âfuck, baby,â he breathed, voice low and husky as his hand slips down to grip your ass, spanking you hard as you squeak. âi like this on you. you look pretty.âÂ
âthank you, baby,â your eyes sparkle with affection. âi wanted today to be special. i made dinner and all. but the storm had me shittinâ myself.âÂ
âthatâs why i gotcha these before the flower shop closed. well, i ordered âem ahead of time ân miss valerie let me pick âem up,â eren hands you the assortment of flowers in his hand, blooming red roses and cream calla lilies swarmed in black wrapping paper. you take them, adoringly jutting out your lower lip more. âhappy anniversary, sweetheart.â
âyouâre such a sweetie, rennie,â you lay your chin on his chest, leaning into him while looking up at him with puppy eyes. âthank you.âÂ
âmhm hmm,â eren loses focus already, clutching the side of your face before leveling his neck lower to capture your lips in a searing kiss, bottom lip dropping to enclose your mouth with his.Â
the kiss is slow and filled with passion, eyes shutting in sync as you moan from his taste. he smelt like heâd done hard labor and the musk of his cologne heâd spritzed at six in the morning, but you loved it. every time. your fantasies just get more disgusting as you age. the heavy toolbelt thatâs sliding down his hips, the white crewneck, slightly stained with patches of oil almost eating up his muscles, showcasing his tatted right arm and neck. wedding band around his finger as he holds your face to aggressively kiss your smaller frame. heâs forever hot.Â
the savory aroma of dinner wafted up from the oven, momentarily breaking the spell. with a groan, he reluctantly pulled back, eyes never leaving yours. "i smell food.âÂ
"well, since you've gone through all that trouble, i showed my appreciation properly."Â
as you drag him towards the dining room, his gaze falls upon the beautifully set table, the flickering candlelight casting a romantic glow across the darkly lit room. confetti littered the surface, a whimsical touch that added to the celebratory atmosphere. a chilled bottle of wine sat in a silver bucket. he watched you slip on your oven mitts to retrieve the food you were keeping warm. eren surveys the spread, the tantalizing aroma of perfectly steamed lobster claws glistened with butter, while the filet mignon looked pink and juicy. his stomach growls with anticipation, only eating the lunch you packed for him earlier in the day containing birria ramen and pork dumplings.Â
âdamn, you always do so well. good job, baby,â he marveled, heart swelling with admiration for your thoughtfulness. his praises making your face heat up. he does it so much youâre not sure if he realizes how it makes you feel. "everything looks so good. let me jusâ shower real quick ân we can dig in, yeah?âÂ
ânoo,â you protest. eren arches a brow. with a flourish, you poured two glasses, the rich red liquid swirling seductively in the crystal bowls. âlove you like this.âÂ
eren cracks a smirk, sucking his teeth in amusement. âyouâre so dirty, girl.âÂ
"you like it,â you raise your glass in a silent salute. âcome eat. i need you thick.âÂ
âshut it.âÂ
you scream as he hits your ass playfully, sneaking behind you to kiss your cheek while you snort, eren pulling out your chair like a gentleman so you can sit, soon taking his adjacent to you. for the next hour the two of you enjoyed each other's company, laughing in faces, getting tipsy, love bites and sensual touching . . the usual. eren thanked you repeatedly for how good the food was, soothing old-school rnb playing soundly low in the background while he washed the dishes as you spread chocolate icing on the cake you baked. it was a moment of simple domesticity, a glimpse into the everyday life youâd built together. once the last plate was put away, your husband dried his hands and turned to face you, a mischievous grin spreading across his face as he watched you sip your wine while you spread the icing spatula over the cake, humming to the tune.Â
slowly, he approaches you, coming behind you and planting kisses along your neck, your hand dropping the spatula while your eyes falter shut. his kisses are filthy, his hands groping you to push your ass back onto the outline of his dick now hard in his jeans for a while. he slowly trails a hand up your throat to clutch, pushing you against the counter nearly bending you over fully.Â
you moan, rubbing your ass back on him as his hands roam over your body, a wine glass in your hand as you close your eyes and rest your head on his shoulder. you reached beside yourself, fingers trailing lightly down his forearm where his hand slips in between your thighs, groaning on your skin as he rocks his erection against the shape of your ass. a delicate gasp falls from you, setting your wine glass down and hooking your arm behind yourself to hold his head in place.Â
âcâmere,â eren licks his lips, your skin prickling with heat as he guides you closer to him by your abdomen, spreading your thighs further apart to slot his fingers into your ruffled bloomers.Â
his teeth nip at your earlobe while he grunts and rolls the pads of his rough fingers against your clit, a cute sound emitting from your mouth. your jaw is agape, eren hissing when you tug at his hair the minute heâs sliding his middle fingers into your pussy, stretching you open as his thumb strums your clit, tugging your bloomers down to your knees with the hook of his thumb. instantly, youâre falling apart. moans breaking out in short whimpers and high gasps, grinding into his palm. eren arches over you, free hand palming the countertop which your hand rests over to grab for leverage, wedding bands touching, his breath heavy on your flushed skin. Â
"there we go, take it baby,â he murmurs, his voice heavy with desire and encouragement. he leans in to capture your lips in a slow, sensual kiss, his tongue delving into your mouth to mingle with yours.Â
âbabyy,â youâre whimpering, his fingers long and entirely deep inside of you. the loud squelch of your pussy fueling him.Â
erenâs fingers scissor and curl to hit that perfect spot inside you, your moans growing louder, hips rocking to match his rhythm. the dual stimulation of his fingers fucking you while he thumbs at your clit has your body trembling with anticipation, the wine in both of your systems heightening every feeling. the desperate clench around his fingers only increases his efforts, pumping his fingers faster and applying more pressure to your sensitive bud.
the sudden insistent knocking at the door shattered the intimate mood. you froze, heart pounding in your chest as your eyes shot open to glance at him, a mix of annoyance and concern etched on his features as you watch his jaw clench. he wants to ignore it, but the worry on your face tells him not to. heâs groaning.Â
âthe hell could that be?" he muttered under his breath, your mind racing with possibilities. it wasn't uncommon for neighbors to stop by, but during a severe storm? youâd think everyone would be hauled up at home.Â
groaning yourself, you fix yourself up, scrunching your face from the uncomfortable feeling of wetness sticking between your thighs. wanting to stomp in irritation, you go to grab a soapy towelette as erenâs too busy licking you clean off his fingers while shaking your head and wiping his hand.Â
âdo you think it could be the county police? maybe theyâre checking to see if everyoneâs safe,â you say, going to search for one of erenâs oversized hoodies to toss over your head and cover your body appropriately.Â
âcould be. i heard a few peopleâs had their power knocked out. iâm hoping we wonât have to evacuate.âÂ
eren takes a deep breath, steeling himself for whatever interruption awaited. with a reluctant sigh, he strode towards the front door once you were ready. as he unlocked it, he made sure to securely have a tight grip on it since the wind was ridiculous out. the last thing the two of you expected was to see a familiar face awaiting, going into shock as you see your father standing on the other side, his gaze sweeping over eren before settling onto you.Â
âpastor,â eren greeted him curtly, trying to keep his tone neutral despite the annoyance simmering beneath the surface. he steps aside, letting the man inside so he wouldnât get knocked over by the raging winds. âcome in if you must.âÂ
eren shuts the door, standing tall next to you. heâs confused why heâs here, hoping his visit wasnât a thinly veiled attempt to criticize his relationship with you once again. then again, itâs been three years since heâs personally seen him. of course you kept him in your life, just extremely briefly. you stand beside eren, feeling his tension and bracing yourself for an uncomfortable confrontation. pastor kainâs presence fills the room with an awkward heaviness, and you can almost sense the disapproval radiating off him in palpable waves.
âdaddy, what are you doing here?" you ask softly, worry and curiosity inked in your voice.Â
as pastor kain stepped further into the house, his eyes roamed the space, taking in the evidence of you and your husbandâs shared life together. the cozy living room, adorned with photos of you two, hinted at the love and connection youâd built. the faint scent of the dinner you had not long ago, a reminder of the domestic bliss youâd created.
âi was in the neighborhood and wanted to see my daughter. the stormâs really bad, and i got worried. hopefully i'm not interrupting anything.âÂ
your eyes soften, smiling faintly. "thank you for doing that. iâm glad you stopped by. but you should be home. why were you out in this weather?âÂ
âhad to drop cherry off at the vet, she ainât doing too good,â your father frowned, the mention of the dog heâd gotten a while after your mother passed makes you sympathize.Â
âoh, iâm sorry to hear that. she gonâ be okay?âÂ
âcanât say for sure. she been havinâ a lot of stomach problems, uh . .â he quickly clears his throat as if to cover up his pain. you weakly smile, rubbing his arm.Â
âhey, no need to explain. iâm prayinâ sheâll be okay. itâs nice to see you, um . . eren and i were just celebrating our anniversary. would you like to join us for dessert?â you gesture towards the kitchen where a decadent chocolate on chocolate cake sits on the counter.Â
eren watched pastor kainâs expression closely, gauging his reaction to the invitation. when he hesitated, eren couldn't help but feel a flicker of irritation.Â
âsure, why not?" pastor kain replied gruffly, his gaze lingering on the cake before meeting erenâs eyes. "but just a slice, i shouldn't impose."
eren bit back a retort, choosing instead to lead the way to the kitchen. he motions for the two of you to take a seat at the dining table while he cuts a generous portion for each of you. it's silent until he comes back.
âhere you go, sir,â eren says, handing him a plate with a warm smile.Â
â âpreciate you.âÂ
eren nods formally, leaning against the counter, observing the interaction between you and your father with a mix of curiosity and caution.Â
âhowâve you been? i know last time i saw you, you were attending therapy. is that going well?â you ask.Â
âitâs been . . difficult," pastor kain admitted, his voice cracking slightly as he set his fork down. he rubbed the back of his neck, a sign of discomfort or perhaps guilt. "losing your mother was a blow, and then dealing with your decision to . . leave home. .âÂ
he trailed off, gaze drifting to you before returning to meet erenâs eyes. there was a depth of sorrow in his eyes that he hadn't seen before, and for a moment, eren almost felt sorry for the man. the topic of your mother is still hard for you, eren coming over to sit beside you to entwine his fingers with yours to give you comfort.Â
âi miss her every day," pastor kain continued, his voice barely above a whisper. your heart aches to hear your father's admission, and you reach out instinctively to lay a comforting hand on his. despite your differences, you know the pain of losing your mother is something you share deeply.
"i miss her too, daddy," you say softly, voice thick with emotion. "every single day. but, she would want us all to be happy, and live life to the fullest. she told me so after . . everything.âÂ
the thought of the altercation makes you all shift uncomfortably, hating that night. âwe both care about you very much. i know things haven't always been easy between us, but . . i hope we can find a way to mend those bridges."
âthatâs another thing iâve been discussing with my therapist,â he sighs. âwe talk about that night often, and somehow it still stirs something . . awful in me. though time has passed, i still don't approve of you disappearing with this man while giving me the short end of the stick with only minimal check-ins."
that makes eren flinch, feeling a sting of defensiveness rise within him. clenching his jaw, he stares intently at your father. just waiting for him to really try it. at this point in time, he gave no fucks about respect. eren knows you can stand up for yourself, but he wonât hesitate to set him straight.Â
"leaving wasn't easy for me, you know that, as iâve said before. i loved mom so much, and i didn't want to abandon you. but i also needed to follow my heart and build a life with someone who accepts me for who i am. youâre still upset about us eloping, alright. but that doesn't mean our love is any less real. i mean, of all days, you really chose to do this today?âÂ
âiâm not saying your love isnât real,â pastor kain said, his tone softening slightly as he realized he was already upsetting you. itâs something heâs trying to work on. he sighed heavily, running a hand through his gray hair. âi just miss my little girl. the one who used to sit on my lap during sermons, who helped me prepare for sunday mornings. you grew up too fast, baby girl. left me behind. for this man i barely know.âÂ
your heart clenches at the raw emotion in your father's voice, and you feel tears pricking at the corners of your eyes, getting irritated by your sensitivity. his words still sting, a painful reminder of the distance that has grown between you over the years. eren doesnât appreciate the way heâs making you feel, easily getting triggered.Â
âforgive me for intruding, but i donât appreciate the disrespect you have towards me or my wife.â eren budges in, his intervention catching you off guard. you face him with wide eyes, silently urging him to tread carefully. while you appreciate his protectiveness, you don't want him to further alienate your father.
"itâs okay, eren," you murmur, placing a calming hand on his chest. he looks at you, his expression unreadable for a moment before crossing his arms over his broad chest.
âno, itâs not okay, ê°âĄê±,â eren stops you. âi've grown tired of being disrespected 'n judged based on your father's misconceptions of me. you donât know me because you havenât tried to get to.âÂ
a challenge simmers in the dark depths of his eyes as he stares at your father. âif you truly care about your daughter's happiness, then you should be supporting her choices, not tryinâ to tear them down with your outdated beliefs.â
âwith all do respect, eren, sheâs still my daughter.â
âactually, no,â eren jumps back in, his jaw clenching, a hint of steel underlying his words. âthis is my wife, and this is our house. if you choose not to respect it then you can kindly see yourself outta that door. i donât understand your mindset when it comes to knockinâ down your daughter's happiness, nor do i understand holdinâ me accountable for shit i did as a stupid kid.â
âthat doesn't change the fact that you stole my daughter from me and married her outside of her faith. it goes against everything I've taught her. and you aren't even a christian, itâs not according to godâs plan."
âwhere is this even coming from?â you scrunch up your face in disgust, eyes piercing at him. âwhy are you still being like this after all these years?âÂ
âiâm not tryinâ to cause an argument. i talked to god and realized i should come forward with issues that are bothering me, and find solace. and thatâs what iâm doinâ.âÂ
âby still hurting me?âÂ
âiâll say it again,â eren cuts back in. âsheâs my wife. put aside your religious beliefs and respect that as a man,â eren scoffs. âwe may not have married under oath, but it happened. so deal with it.âÂ
âi would respect you a lot more if you gave my daughter the proper marriage with her family. especially after her mother died. maybe iâd forgive all your other sins. this goes against her familyâs unity,â pastor kain snarls.Â
âdad, enough,â your eyes squeeze tight. heâs ruining your day. âthis is getting out of hand now. .âÂ
eren pinches the bridge of his nose, ready to swing at this point. "pastor kain, i understand that my past mistakes have given you a reason to doubt me. but i'm not that same reckless kid anymore, clearly. i've worked hard to build this home for us ân keep it. everything iâve done from the moment i met her to now, has been for her. so hereâs whatâs gonâ happen. you either start respecting your daughterâs choices and accepting me as part of this family, or you can kindly remove yourself from her life. because i wonât tolerate disrespect towards her, especially not in my home.â
as eren speaks, you instinctively reach out and intertwine your fingers with his, feeling the warmth and solidity of his touch. pastor kainâs expression remains stoic, but you sense a crack in the armor of his rigid beliefs. perhaps, just perhaps, erenâs sincerity and your own steadfastness are beginning to chip away at the walls of resistance.Â
âand if you canât accept me, then maybe itâs time for you to reexamine your own faith and values. because the way youâre treating your daughter, i wouldnât say itâs christian of you at all. so i implore you, for her sake, let go of your preconceived notions.âÂ
the air goes quiet for a while, eren staring at your father blankly while you gather your thoughts and caress his hand. it doesnât take long for your father to push back his chair, the wood slightly scraping the floor as he rises up.Â
âi apologize, to both of you. truly,â he swallows, bowing his head. âiâve made plenty of mistakes iâm not proud of. the biggest one running my daughter away from home. i am trying to do better, i am. my old habits seep out unexpectedly. i think deep down my blessings were always with you two, i just have selfish tendencies. i am deeply sorry, eren.âÂ
eren isnât sure if this is a facade, or if the man is being genuine. his lips are pressed into a straight line, nodding once but having no more words. heâd accept it, but the matter of if he was willing to change and show proof remained.Â
âright,â he smiles weakly. âand i'm sorry to you, ê°âĄê±. iâve never meant to hurt you, granted i have many times. i will continue to repent for my sins. and i hope one day you can forgive me. i will let you two enjoy the rest of your day, i'm sorry to intrude.âÂ
pastor kain gives one more smile to you both before turning his back away and heading towards the front door. youâre frozen in your spot, your heart telling you to bring him back because it wasnât safe.Â
âwe canât let him go,â you turn to eren, anxiousness written all over your face. âeren, itâs really dangerous out there. what if something happens to him?âÂ
eren sighs, leaning in to kiss your forehead before standing to follow behind him. his hand is on the nozzle of the door before erenâs speaking up, clearing his throat to rid the still pent up animosity.Â
âyou can stay the night. i wonât let you travel in that storm.âÂ
pastor kain breathed in. âno, no. itâs completely fine. iâve already overstayed my welââ
âi insist,â eren finalizes, blinking slowly. âê°âĄê± will lose her shit if you drivinâ in that. you know sheâs terrified of storms.âÂ
a few minutes pass and your father sits on the living room couch with eren making conversation, surprisingly. you can tell your father is trying to get to know him, and being respectful. you zone out for the most part, this day feeling long and getting to you. you decide to fix him a plate of leftover food you had and making everyone hot chocolate to ease the stress. itâs getting extremely late now, almost near midnight and your father grows tired.Â
âwe can take the sofa. you head upstairs and get comfortable,â you smile at your father, eren glaring down at you as you hook your arm with his.
erenâs jaw tightens slightly at the suggestion, but he quickly masks his irritation with a polite smile. he knows it's the right thing to offer your father the bed, despite his own desires to share a more intimate space with you. the house was built specifically for both of your comfortability since the two of you had long decided kids werenât for you, being satisfied without.Â
"thatâs very kind of you, darlinâ," eren says, his voice smooth and measured. âi think your father will appreciate that, huh?âÂ
âmhm hmm,â you nod sheepishly. âthere are clean towels and washcloths in the closet by the bathroom. weâll be down here if you need anything.âÂ
âthink iâll manage, baby girl. thank you.âÂ
your father gives you a sweet hug and a delicate forehead kiss before smiling at eren and giving him a handshake. âthank you.âÂ
âno problem.âÂ
eren sighs deeply once heâs fully upstairs, grumbling, âgotta take a pissâ before heâs heading to the second bathroom around the hall. you gather extra blankets from the coat closet, cutting off the lights while snuggling into the pillow soft couch watching adult cartoons. itâs been a hell of a day, and you wanted nothing more than to ignore the horrible weather outside and sleep next to your man. the white noise of the staticky television nearly has you drifting off to sleep, that is until thirty minutes later youâre woken up by eren sliding next to you. Â
as the two of you settle in for the night, eren pulls you close on the cloud white couch, his strong arms enveloping you in a comforting embrace. despite the less-than-ideal circumstances, he whispers softly into your ear, âyou alright, sweetheart?âÂ
you can smell the body wash on his skin, his hair pulled back into a bun as he kisses your cheek and hums, bear hugging you. sighing deeply, you nuzzle your face into his neck, trying to block out the raging rain outside thatâs stressing you out on top of current events. âiâm okay. today was really a lot. iâm sorry about that.âÂ
eren furrows his brows. ânow you know you shouldnât be apologizing for him. he canât control himself, nâ thatâs not your priority. i meant what i said by protecting you from any nâ everybody that brings you negativity. iâm not with that. he needs to respect you, especially in this house.âÂ
âas well as you,â you bat your lashes up at him, rubbing his chin. âi hate that he talked to you like that. after all this time, i thought heâd change. i knew deep down he still felt some way since he never brings you up when i visit. doesnât ask me about us . . nothing. i guess itâs a start that he apologized? and made conversation? but to come here saying you wâna check on me, then proceed to disrespect us?âÂ
eren sighs. âunfortunately, you canât ever fully change a person. iâll take the apology, but itâs gâna take a lot more than that for me to even consider him a father in law.âÂ
you stare longingly at his face. âi am grateful that you stood your ground and protected us. thatâs very attractive.âÂ
eren grins. âyouâre my wife, ê°âĄê±. forever. ima always make sure you come first.âÂ
graciously, you smile, leaning in to give him a chaste kiss on the lips. âthank you, baby. truly. youâve been the most beautiful, kindest, loving person in my life. i love that you protect me, take care of me, provide and support me. i love you dearly.âÂ
âof course, baby. i love you too,â he replies, smudging his nose against yours. âmy sweetheart. you mean everything to me. you saved me.âÂ
âstop,â you frown. âyouâre gonna make me cry. yuck.âÂ
eren nudges his knuckles against your chin with a click of his tongue. âcut that. youâre a strong girl.âÂ
you hum, turning your head to look outside the window that faces the garden out back, the rain pouring heavier; clouds completely gray in the midnight. it was terrifying, especially hearing the wind beat against the shutters. you squeeze eren closer to you, your nerves getting to you more, goosebumps on your arms.Â
âwhat a helluva anniversary, huh?â eren speaks to distract you, leveling his face over yours to block your view of the outside. you smile at him, knowing he was aware of your fear.Â
you tsk, rolling your eyes. âman, from this scary ass weather, to my fatherâs bullshit . . iâm over it.âÂ
âhm, over it? already?â
you pucker your lips questionably. âyeah?âÂ
âitâs not over,â his voice barely becomes a whisper as he leans into you more, lips pressing against yours deeply.Â
âeren, i really want to, but we canât. my dad's upstairs,â you giggle, pushing your face away only for him to grab you and pull you closer to his chest, throwing your left leg over his waist.Â
âi donât care. fuck me.âÂ
you gasp with a laugh, eyes bulging when you feel his dick hard and heavy on your thigh. âmister yeager, are you naked?âÂ
âhad no choice. my drawls upstairs and i ainât puttinâ the dirty ones back on.âÂ
âonly âcause you wanna touch my coochie,â you laugh, gasping when his fingers begin tugging at your shorts, ass almost slipping out while the rest of his fingers delicately brush along your clothed clit. âw-wait. what if he hears. thatâs gâna be so embarrassing.âÂ
âainât he a heavy sleeper?âÂ
âwell, yeah, butââ
âguess youâll have to train yourself to keep quiet,â he smooches your cheek, smacking your ass hard to tease you, and you lose immediately, moaning loud. he chuckles, your thighs parting to welcome him, mouth agape from the warmth his palms bring, igniting your skin. the blood rushes through you as heat encases your face the instant his hand wraps around your throat, bringing your face closer.Â
"didnât get to finish touchinâ you earlier,â eren breathes heavily, his nose pressing against your neck as his lips glide to your collarbone. âit pissed me off."
âm-me too,â you whine when his thick tongue aggressively licks at your collarbone, a kiss following suit and continuing all over your neck.
"your pussy felt so good on my fingers," eren's hands massage over your thighs, purposely avoiding where you need him most. fingers swallowing the thickness of your thighs and the plush of your ass, smacking to get another reaction out of you.Â
"you're teasing," you whimper, rolling your head back while your eyes scroll. âfuck, you know how wet that makes meâ.Â
" âfuckin âcourse i do,â his breath hitches again, moving his face to the other side of your neck, your hand gripping his bicep while grinding your hips to inch closer to his fingers. he tastes your skin again, and itâs lewd, and loud. knowing how sensitive you were there, any intimate sound setting you off.
"stop. teasing."Â
erenâs pulling the blankets back, dragging you to stand up and firmly pressing your backside to his chest, just like the position he had you in earlier. staring down at you, he admires the deep red of the set you wore for him. it complements your brown skin perfectly, drawing attention to the fullness of your breasts and the swell of your hips. your thick, curly hair tumbling down your back in soft waves, framing your heart-shaped face and accentuating your plump, inviting lips. he pulls the bloomers completely off, your painted toes stepping out of them, twitching from any touch he gives you.Â
âyouâre so perfect,â eren whispers, guiding your head back to lie on his chest so you can look up at him, his mouth enclosing around yours to kiss you upside down. his chin holding you still. âyou turn me on so bad.â
you bite your lip, looking up at him with hooded eyes as he holds you in place, a strong arm wrapped around you to keep you pinned to his firm chest. the heat of his skin seeps into yours, igniting a fresh spark of desire within you. you can feel his dick pressed against your lower back, evidence of how much he wants you. you shift slightly, grinding yourself subtly back in a silent invitation. your nipples harden under the sheer fabric of the bralette when his hand comes to play with them, straining towards his touch. you part your lips, letting him deepen the kiss as his tongue dances with yours. the taste of you mingles together, a heady aphrodisiac that makes you crave more. you moan softly into his mouth, surrendering yourself completely to the moment and to him.
turning slightly to the side, you detach your lips to spit into your hand, kissing him again as you stroke his dick beside your thigh, his hands embedded into your hips. his dark brows knit, your hand twisting to his liking as he holds your entire face with both hands, groaning low while brushing his lips amongst your own. his teeth go to pull down the strap of your top, latching his mouth onto the skin of your soft tits, jaw widening to suck on the flesh with tenacity.
"can't get over how good this looks on you," eren hums, keeping the other strap on your shoulder for appearance. he spanks your ass again, and you stand up straighter, turning to face him.
âyou really like it?â you ask shyly.
his gaze roams over your body with undisguised hunger. âbaby, i fuckinâ love it."
it makes your face hotter, slowly twisting in your spot to try to keep your composure. you hated when you felt intimidated by him as if he was some sort of stranger.Â
âdonât get shy on me now,â he noticed instantly, cupping your chin before kissing you. âshow me that bad girl i know.âÂ
a coy smile twitches at your lips, eren urging you to hurry with a hand smoothing onto the top of your head as you lower to your knees. he grips your hair dominantly, forcing you to keep your eyes on his. the sight is undeniably godly. he looks almost worn out, shoulders hunched under the weight of a long day's labor, and the marital instinct inside of you wants to make him feel better. his dark hair is mussed, easily falling from the hair tie wrapped in the follicles. there's a rugged attractiveness to his features; the strong jawline, the piercing gaze, the hint of stubble along his chin, the desire in his eyes. scattered across erenâs right arm and neck is a plethora of dark ink, artistically gothic, straight out of a fantasy novel. none of his tattoos had deep meanings. he liked what he wanted and that was all, using his skin strictly as an artistâs canvas. the only one that meant a lot to him was your name tatted across his wrist.Â
"tell me to open my mouth."Â
eren grunts, your sudden lead stirring something within his abdomen. usually, heâs the one telling you what to do. "open your mouth. now."Â
your lips part, obeying without hesitation. "stick your fingers in."Â
eren lays two fingers on your soft tongue, slowly stroking until heâs reaching the back of your throat to build up more saliva. you moan in approval, eyes watering but still maintaining eye contact. erenâs brows are knitted, dick hanging from the weight of it. heâs bending forward, spitting on your tongue and prepping your mouth, groaning gravely. you pull your mouth back from his fingers, salvia dripping down your chin.Â
âyou always do that,â he chuckles, the roughness of it making you squeeze your thighs.Â
â âcause youâre nasty,â you smirk, rolling your eyes. eren playfully does the same. âtake my head and put my mouth where you want it."Â
âfuck, youâre so good at that,â eren comments, gripping your chin to give you a chaste kiss. âtalkinâ so pretty.âÂ
he keeps a firm hold on your scalp, curls tangled within his rough hands as he steadily guides you toward his dick, eyeing you darkly, back slightly bent so he can catch the view of your nose touching his stomach. you make sure to keep your eyes attached to his, dying to watch him submerge into ecstasy. he enjoys the control he has over you. you gag around him, and when he whimpers from the sensation, you can't help but grind in your position, the neediness itching at you. trailing your dominant hand between your thighs, you use two of your fingers to spread your lower lips apart to collect your juices before sinking them into your soaked opening.Â
"oh my god," he notices instantly, choking on a moan as your nails dug into his thigh, moaning around him. he's breathing heavily, your teary eyes the trigger. pressure builds inside him now. he evokes a low growl, and his pace picks up even more, and so do your fingers. shifting your hips quicker. âiâm so proud of you, mama. you doinâ me so fuckinâ good right now.âÂ
eren loses himself in the raw act of claiming your mouth, each brutal thrust forces a corresponding squelch from your stuffed lips, saliva and precum mingling in a lewd display of submission. you continue sucking, your moans vibrating around his shaft as you fuck yourself open for him, juices flowing freely down your thighs. eren's thrusts become more urgent, his grasp on your hair tightening.
âfuck, baby gimme your throat," he whispers, his hips driving forward aggressively. âtake it real deep.âÂ
with a deep thrust, eren hits the back of your throat and holds it there, the pressure building at the base of his dick. your eyes water, tears streaming down your cheeks as you hold your breath, never breaking eye contact, silently urging him on. your eyes roll back, overwhelmed by the sheer size of eren's dick fucking your throat. you gag as he fucks your face steadily with his head tossed back, and through it all, you find yourself getting wetter at the depravity of it all. eren's neediness is arousing, his hips rocking into your mouth with so much lust. you can feel his balls slapping against your chin with each thrust, the sound echoing obscenely in the almost quiet room. the tv luckily drowned out most sounds. suddenly, eren's entire dick pulses and throbs within your throat, hot jets of cum erupting directly onto your tongue. you swallow, like he likes, gulping down every drop as he rides out his orgasm, finally stilling to catch his breath.
âfuck,â he wheezed, hips jerking as he carefully pulls his toned hips back to let you breathe, dick twitching and jumping, still hard and needing more. groaning when you kiss the tip and after, his happy trail. âthat felt too good, sweetheart. câmere.âÂ
erenâs gaze locks onto your face, drinking in the sight of your gratified expression as he picks you up, sitting you on the couch as he lowers his head between your thighs. your knees are hiked up to your chest, your thumb hanging on the corner of your mouth as you stare down at him in bliss. his brain rewires every time he sees her; puffy, warm, and soaking just for him. the anklet you have shimmers as you chew at your thumb and gyrate your hips, waiting for him to touch you with a pleading whine.Â
he slides two fingers knuckle-deep into your dripping pussy, pumping them carefully as he lowers his face to suckle your clit into his mouth. your quiet moans and cries spur him on, your hand going atop his head to guide him as he eats you out. your hips buck against his face, your body trembling beneath him, back arched and toes curled as he devours you. he's relentless, tongue flattening across your clit as he moves his head to apply pressure, lips kissing and swallowing your clit while his fingers twist and fuck into you. you're panting now, fingers tangled in his hair, tugging him closer while your face screws up in pleasure, hating that you couldnât scream the way you wanted.Â
"mmm, look at that pussy, baby. look,â erenâs grabbing the back of your neck to connect your forehead with his, forcing your gaze to look at the way his fingers move inside of you, soft tummy molding. âfuckk, sheâs so sweet. clenching too tight. give her tâme. make it easy.âÂ
sobbing, you nod your head against his, covering your mouth to muffle your moans as tears well. he curls his fingers just right, hitting that elusive spot far inside that makes your toes curl. grunting, he lowers his face back, burying it into your cunt feeling the scruff of his facial hair creating delicious friction against your sensitive skin. heâs opening and encasing his lips around your clit in iterations, sucking and licking hard, spanking your outer thigh while slicking his face up and down, your wetness lewdly known.Â
âooo, f-fuckk, baâby, agh!â the pressure builds, coiling tighter in your belly until you can't hold back anymore. you cry out, fisting at his hair and the fabric of the couch as you roll your hips harder on his mouth.
âyouâre making such a mess, girl,â he talks against your pussy, swallowing down every drop you give him. spanking you repetitively, the act and vibration causing your thighs to clamp around his ears as your orgasm crashes over you. pleasure rippling through your body, your juices flooding eren's mouth as he laps at you greedily, prolonging your bliss.
the shivers come from every part of you, your legs, your arms, and the breath on your lips. wanting to cry from how good it felt along with the frustration of not being able to scream. eren comes up to kiss you, muttering âgo âheadâ to let you scream into his mouth, grunting and moaning altogether from the intensity. your legs unable to stop shaking. heâs giving you open mouth kisses, your sounds stirring something sinister within his dick as you suck on his tongue, tasting yourself and groping at his waist to bring him closer to you.Â
âatta girl,â he pecks your lips one more time before pulling you to stand again.Â
eren turns you around, bending you forward as your thighs press tight together, holding your body up by your forearms pulled back. your upper body hangs, tits threatening to spill from your bralette. erenâs hair is long in his face now, positioning his hips so his dick can slide easily into you without the extra support. a low groan rumbles in his throat when his wish is granted, and you take him full. a ring of white shadowing around his dick with your cream, breathlessly whispering âyeah, fuckâ under his breath. feeling his dick makes you whine, shifting your ass back, greedy for more. this feeling never gets old.Â
âfuck, yes. squeeze me just like that,â he rasps, pulling nearly all the way out before snapping his hips forward. you gasp from his roughness, tilting your pelvis to take him fully. the tightness making eren blow a raspberry before throwing his head back. âgoddamn, mama.âÂ
âp-please,â you beg, moving your ass back as much as you could, not having much power over strength at the moment. âneed it, baby. fuck me.âÂ
there was no need for that since he already had the intention of fucking you numb. shifting hips waist, he's rolling into you with ease, your ass clapping back onto his abdomen as he lets out a disgruntled noise that's loud enough to wake the entire house. you squeak, his thrusts rough and steady, fucking you good while keeping you still. heaving, your body falls back into his weakly, having no control over how he wants to use you. thighs adding pressure onto your clit as you mindlessly bounce back on his dick that's splitting you open.
"b-baby. . . too loud," a small panic drawls out, leveling your head to avoid blood rushing to it. eren scoffs, slowing himself momentarily to bring his face by yours.
âi donât give a fuck, this my house,â he rasps, trailing open-mouthed kisses along the column of your jawline. âdo you want me to make you cum or not?âÂ
he assumed you crying was the answer, responding with âmhmâ as a âthatâs what i thoughtâ. his dick twitches inside of you, eren doing his best to keep his composure, but you make it nearly impossible. he's pistoning in and out, watching you coat his dick sweetly, voice laced with lust as you spasm around him and cum unexpectedly. he groans while listening to your cries that ripple brokenly, pounding depravedly as pleasure courses through both your veins.
âit feel good cumminâ on my dick?âÂ
âyess, âren. c-canât stop cumminâ, baby.âÂ
âgimme some more.âÂ
you bite your lip hard to stifle the scream threatening to spill, fingers curling into fists as you fight to maintain restraint. sweat beads on your brow from the exertion of keeping yourself still and silent under his relentless onslaught. the coil of tension in your core winds tighter and tighter, orgasm just out of reach. just when you think you can't hold back any longer, eren shifts slightly, changing the angle of his thrusts. now, the head of his dick is kissing that sweet spot within you with every mean, intended stroke. a strangled gasp escapes you unbidden as that warm feeling bursts once more, convulsing helplessly in his hold, muscles clenching wildly around his dick as you struggle to muffle your cries behind clenched teeth. your hand pushes at his waist as a signal for some form of relief, moving your body forward.Â
âwhere you goinâ,â erenâs yanking you back the moment you try to escape, locking your wrists in his one hand, the other gripping your waist to continue fucking you back onto him.Â
âerenn,â your voice cracks, your vision blurring from the intensity. a hiccup falls, your head hanging low as he grounds his dick all up in you. you hear yourself squelch, his sharp hips interacting with the softness of your ass that recoils back. your hands struggle in his hold, crying at the deadlock. but it felt so, so damn good. âf-fuck you. oh my god, fuck you, baby.âÂ
eren tongues his inner cheek with a snarky chuckle. âthat just makes me wâna fuck you harder.â Â
the stamina he has gives you a headache sometimes, unknowing of when you end up flat on your stomach lying on the sectional part of the sofa. eren notches the head of his dick between your folds to gather more of your slick before sinking back in, sheathing himself entirely, balls flattening on the curve of your ass. the solid warmth of his body blanketing yours, wrapping his bicep around your neck while he grabs onto the armrest before you two, rolling his hips and dropping his dick into you.Â
âno oneâs ever gâna do the shit i do to you,â he sloppily french kisses behind your ear, voice growing weak, panting heavier.
âmhm mm,â you agree without words, breaking out to follow the rhythm of his hips.
âyour so pretty. say it. tell me you're my pretty girl.âÂ
tears prick at the corners of your eyes, face flushed, and arousal coiling hot and heavy in your belly, responding greedily to his every action.Â
"iâm your pretty girl,â you gasp weakly, voice barely audible. your nails dig into the cushion as you writhe helplessly, full with his heavy dick and held immobile by his superior strength. every ruthless drive of his hips forces the air from your lungs, making you feel floaty.
a choked sob escapes him as he sinks everything into you, your fingers clawing frantically at the upholstery. you try to bury your face in the cushions to muffle your noises as he splits you open, each powerful thrust getting a singular sound from you, but eren had other plans. his big hand covers your mouth, continuously french kissing your neck as he grunts by your ear and rambles the filthiest things. your body does what itâs trained to; react. you cry in his palm, pussy fluttering around him as you cum for what seems like the tenth time, squeezing his dick like a vise. trembling violently beneath him and it takes every ounce of self-control he possesses not to let loose the feral growl building in his throat, knowing it would alert your father of your illicit activities. instead, he grits his teeth and redoubles his efforts, fucking into you his hardest to pursue his own release.
âeren,â even in your lightheaded state you begin to worry. his skin clashing obscenely loud with yours makes it hard for you not to scream after every nasty pound. you can feel him in your stomach, eyes rolling back into your skull as your mouth drops open, gasping in fragments.
âshut that shit up, ê°âĄê±.âÂ
whining pathetically, you let him use you as he pleases simply âcause thereâs no room for bickering. all coherent thoughts flee, leaving only primal instinct and the desperate need for release. with a muffled grunt, he buries himself to the hilt and cums inside you, his grip on your hip tightening almost painfully as he thrusts out every hot drop, shuddering while grinding against your ass to prolong the sensations.
"holy fuck," his voice cracks, rumbling as he hits your ass again and again.
eren slumps heavily atop you, both of you panting and twitching in the aftermath. he rolls to the side, pulling you with him so you're draped across his chest rather than crushed beneath his weight. one large hand strokes lazily up and down your spine as the other tangles in your wild curls, holding you close as he tries to catch his breath.
"you did so well, love," he praises softly, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head and rubbing on you soothingly. "you're a good girl, i love you so much.â
his voice is warm and approving, filled with the kind of affection that makes your heart swell with happiness. in this moment, cocooned in his strong arms and basking in the afterglow, nothing else matters. this anniversary was just one of many. you were worn out, drifting off to sleep without responding, but he knew you felt the same. eren managed to clean you up in your sleep, dressing you with his hoodie again and snuggling under the warm blankets for the rest of the night.
the following morning, you awake to the smell of brewed coffee and pancakes. wiping your eyes and yawning as you make your way towards the brightly lit kitchen, needing to soak in the bath since you can barely walk. finding your father and eren cooking together while listening to the radio broadcasts. it was the most shocking sight seeing them bond. your father flipping buttery flapjacks and your husband fixing the garbage disposal since something got caught in it. your heart blossomed nonetheless, thinking that this is all you wanted all along. this was the best gift.Â
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hereâs a random best friend!eren drabble bc im bored
cw include: black coded reader, some drug usage (weed), unprotected sex, backshots, sex standing up, sex onna floorrr, lots of dirty talk, multiple orgasms, squirting, creampie, some choking [ inspo vids: 1 2 3 ]
âyou sure about this y/n? i donât want things to get weird . . .â eren mumbled, his hands fidgeting with the loops on his jeansâsomething he always did when he was nervous. you just giggled, your mind too cloudy and in a horny daze to care that your about to fuck your childhood best friend.
you were sitting at the edge of your bed with eren standing right in front of you, his large frame towering over yours. his breath hitched when you grabbed onto the hem on his jeans, your chin now resting on his lower stomach. you looked at him through your freshly done lashes, your eyes low nâ red from the blunt you previously smoked together.
âi jusâ wanna see whatâs got those girls all crazy about you ren,â you practically purred, smirking when you saw his teeth clamp onto his bottom lip. you could feel the firm bulge in his jeans, your manicured nails trailing up and down the length of it.
âoooo s-shit, f-fuck okay yeah get on all fours.â
sometime laterâŠ.
âo-oh my goddd, f-fuck erennnn!â your arms flailed behind you to push as erenâs stomach, but him being the dickhead he is, just grabbed your wrists and held you still. he had you bent over the bed, your feet pushing up to your tippy toes to keep up with his brutal thrusts.
âno no donât run mamaâfuck, jusâ take it. cmon fuck me back, fuck renny back,â you pitifully shook your head, salty tears seeping into your comforter.
in all the years youâve known eren you werenât aware of the fact that he had such a dirty mouth. filthy praises and promises were flying past his kiss swollen lips left and right, so much so it was making you even more dizzy than you already were.
âwho knew my best friend had such a pretty lilâ pussy,â eren breathlessly chuckled, his tongue swiping against his bottom lip as he admired the milky white ring of your essence coating the base of his cock. ân-no eren, too fuckinâ deep s-shit!â you cried, legs trembling as eren pushed all of his weight into your backside. he swiveled his hips, determined to reach that special spot deep inside you.
âheh, now yâsee why those girls w-wonât leave me alone, dick is too fuckinâ good ainât it mama,â eren groaned, smacking your ass harshly. eren wasnât the best at a lot of things, not that he even really tried to be, but one thing he knew he was good at was beating up some lucky girls guts. sure he wasnât slanging nine inches, but donât get it twisted he knew how to use his six and a half inches very, very well. after all itâs not about the size of the wave, but the motion of the ocean or whatever the fuck.
he pulled you up by the neck, keeping you still against his chest. your legs trembled, your hands pushing back softly against erenâs thighs to steady yourself. âthis is my favorite way to fuck, itâs so fun watching girls try to run just for me to fuck them to the floor,â he finished off his sentence by licking the shell of your ear, grinning when he felt your body shiver.
âyouâreâhah! youâre s-sick ren.â
âshittt say that again baby,â eren groaned, sliding halfway out before slamming back inside. his free hand found purchase on your breast, the other hand squeezing lightly at your neck. âyouâre *thrust* so fucking *thrust* s-sick eren!â you gasped out, your hands flinging behind you to tug at erenâs disheveled bun.
all a sudden black dots clouded your vision and your ears began to ringâwell this was definitely new. âfuck, you squirtinâ mama?â eren was quick to wrap his arm around your waist, his other hand still securely wrapped around your throat. he fucked you through your orgasm, hearts forming at how soaked his thighs were now. heâs never had a squirter before, and he wasnât sure he was ready to leave this life after you two were done!
âi *hiccup* didnât even k-know i could do that,â you whimpered, your eyes rolling back when eren started up a steady rhythm. your pussy felt so sensitive, yet each time he pulled out you wanted him back inside that instant. your legs felt like jello and you knew any moment they were bound to give up.
you took a shaky step towards your bed but eren just followed, his lips upturning into a smirk. now comes his favorite part.
âr-ren okay! okay i get ittt,â you sobbed out, gasping as your knees met the plushness of your carpet. eren remained inside you the entire time, wasting no time as he pushed your face into the carpet until your back with positioned into the perfect arch. as crazy as it sounded each slap of his balls against your clit felt like electricity shooting through your veins, causing nothing but moans and babbles to slip past your drooling lips.
âfuck mâgonna cum mama, get ready,â with four final thrusts eren emptied himself inside you, coating your walls in his sticky warmth. your body slumped more into the carpet, your eyes fluttering shut. eren pulled out slowly, laughing when your lower half fell with a dull thud.
âi *sniffle* see your point,â you whimpered, your back arching when your clit rubbed against the carpet. eren grinned, sitting back on his knees before gently turning your body over. he tapped your thigh softly, âpush it out . . . please.â
you rolled your eyes, not looking forward the even bigger mess it would make, but you did as you were told. eren let out a long breath through his nose as he watch he cum drip out of you in thick globs. he peered at you through his lashesâ
âwe should, um, do this again sometime.â
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Why you touchinâ me
military! EREN YEAGER x black!reader
Summary
__ eren just needs his girl to give it to him when he finally comes home. heâs been thinking about that super soaker every night⊠he always does, so of course heâs not going to let you loose or let you decide how this will go.. just keep them ankles high and he wonât be too mean.
Contains
__ black!reader, female reader, eren is in the military, DIRTY TALK, so much dirty talk, dominance, dom eren, overstimulation, squirting, talk of not pulling out, dumb off dick!reader
__ brown skin can be dark, light, medium color, whatever. brown is brown.. and it's gorgeous.
__ a/n , hey yâall lol, something slight because Iâm just trying to get back into writing because Iâm loosing my touch lmaooo
A simple breather couldnât refill your lungs as the oxygen continued to be ripped from you. Those words made you lose every brain cell that was ever created in your human body. There was intensity that poured over your golden skin as your blurred eyes could only see the sparkle from his dangling chain.
âAnkles.â
Only a desperate attempt to whine could come from you. Your glossy, darkly lined lips parted only to reveal that you were drooling from the overtaking pleasure. Your hands were around your ankles, much to his liking as your head began spinning.
It was beginning to be embarrassing at how wet you were, how dumb you felt. That sweet, curved dick that slipped in each time with a smothering rhythm made you feel as if your insides were being pushed against. Your sounds, and each word that dripped from your lips, he was listening. He missed it so much that there was no way he was going to lose focus.
âEren~ baby~⊠Fuck! M-My pussy so fuckinâ wet..â Those words were drenched in tears as your pussy coated Erenâs cock with warm nectar. And he enjoyed watching it pool around the base of his cock, juicy and wet. It was so gushy that his pretty eyes failed to leave it.
âI fucking see⊠I got that pussy talkin to me..â Eren talked to you as he pounded that hole open, his rough hands gripping hard on your pretty hips. The depths of your insides were being stretched open all over again, and you could feel it part ways with his cock.
Those army green pants he wore were now damp as they were just below his cock. He obviously couldnât wait. Once seeing you stand there waiting for him, he had to have you the second he got home. He pulled your pretty dress off and pulled your gorgeous breasts out of your bra to worship you with kisses. But inevitably he found himself so eager to have you, he couldnât even prepare himself for how fast he pulled his own pants and underwear down.
He just missed that pretty pussy.
It was such a soft brown, yet a bright pink on the inside, like a mystery treat. He knew how it tasted, he knew how it felt, but he still couldnât get enough of it. He couldnât get enough of watching your face contort into those pleasurable expressions. He couldnât get enough of your stupid little babbles when youâd be filled up with his dick. And he surely couldnât get enough of you soaking him like a damn water park.
With painted toes curling high in the air, you tried to keep the hard grip on your ankles. However with each thrust was a powerful force behind each one, so much that your breasts would plap against each other while falling up and down. The ripples of skin were also enough to know how strong the thrusts were, as if he was back on the battlefield trying to fight for his life. But in this case, it seemed as if Eren was fighting to make you dumb off his cock.
The head of his cock met the hot air each time, slipping right back in with your wetness lubricating the both of you well. There was absolutely no struggle to slip out and slip right back in, not when your body was producing so much lubricant. It was so wet that it felt almost numb, you couldnât feel anything but the pleasurable pounding near your cervix. It was such a intricate, surreal feeling that there was barely any word to describe it. The only thing you could understand was that you were too close to fucking the bed sheets up,
âOoo-âŠOoh fuck! Fuck!.. No-.. shit-..â there was a sharp feeling in your stomach that felt like small jolts of orgasms. Oh it felt so odd, and it made you so anxious. Your pussy squeezed, and it had a grip on his fair skinned cock and yet he was still pounding through. It was an overwhelming feeling for your body to endure, so much so that your fingers slipped and your ankles fell from your grip.
The second this happened you had no choice but to close your legs, trying to prevent that sweet, intense orgasm you knew was coming. Fate was sealed, and the rumble that came from Erenâs throat was a warning. But for some reason, you werenât moving fast enough for him.
âPut them fuckinâ legs back up. Grab them damn ankles.. stop playin with me..â Erenâs face was inches from yours, your eyes watering up with pleasured tears once again before grabbing a hold of your ankles. Your glistening pussy was being rammed into over and over again, and you simply couldnât take it.
âStop runnin from that nut.â Eren huskily whispered, obviously becoming desperate for his own orgasm. He groaned from the bottom of his stomach, his head thrown back for a second before he moved to look back down at your tightening pussy, thatâs before it relaxed and he felt the sudden wetness increase. This caused him to thrust just a tad bit harder because he knew you. He still understood what made you cum, what made you cream, and what made you squirt.
âFuck yeah⊠hold emâ open..â Eren almost hissed at how sexy you were, the drips of juices squirting up in the air ever so gently and landing on his cock. It all made him want to cum right there. âEren! Eren!âŠ.Oooh~ shit~⊠please!â You begged, moaned, and almost felt yourself losing your body as your pussy had a mind of its own. Each time Eren would slide his dick out, youâd squirt your soft juices in the air before heâd slam right back inside you. The gushing noises made you seem like a whore for him.. in more ways than one.
âThatâs fucking right.. Squirt on that dick baby.. good fucking girl..â Eren almost spoke through his teeth as his cock was sensitive, he pulled it out and grabbed his dick to run it up and down those pretty brown lips only to watch you squirm and drench the bed underneath you. The wet sounds of you splashing him was music to his ears, so he couldnât stop.. not until you had nothing left in you.
âPlease~! Fuck Eren! Stop that fucking shitâŠ!â Your words were covered in sounds you could not contain, the pleasure was so unbelievable you couldnât even imagine how your body was doing this. That manâs lower stomach was covered in your squirt, and his cock, which throbbed the second he went back inside.
You gripped your ankles so hard that you might leave bruises, and yet.. you couldnât care. This man was beating your pussy up even more, overstimulating you as your eyes rolled back slowly. Your eyebrows furrowed, and you eventually stared up at him with blurred vision.
âRun from it again⊠I swear on me I wonât pull out..â
â Monstas1ut , Do not copy
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stretch you out. eren y.
"make that shit fit"
eren keeps chanting it over and over like a prayer, whispering it to you as some kind of encouragement while you struggle to take it all on your own like you promised you could. " that's right..go 'head n' make it fit mama..fuck." your hand was wrapped tightly around the base on him, aiding your cunny.
he hissed when you got down from your elbows and laid flat on his apartment's carpeted floor to get it in a better angle, arching your back. "that's my good girl take that shit." your ass was high up in the air and if eren hadn't seen your pussy before he was definitely seeing it now. "my fuckin' pussy" he mumbled.
erens hand rubbed up your back then back down to your ass, pushing it further and further towards the base till you started to swat at his hands, protesting going fully down. "I cant take anymore" you wined with a fake attitude.
"what?- you want me to do it?" eren was quick to sit up on his hands, white t-shirt pushed up to his collar bones almost tangled with that necklace he always wears. you didn't even bother pulling his sweatpants all the way off. "I just said it doesn't fit 'ren, you want me to say it in spanish?"
eren sat up fully, the movement making his cock push into one of your gummy walls, "watch this." he grabbed one of your arms by the elbow and pulled your torso off the floor with ease. you heaved as erens hands found themselves on your love handles, pushing them down to sit you on him.
the stretch burned, you stifled a whimper - you didn't wanna be the little girl who couldn't take dick she said she could. his forearms flexed as he kept your steady, careful to ease you onto the last few inches of his shaft.
"see?" eren grinned wide, real cocky he was right about yet another thing in life. "told you it'd fit mama." he shifted under you - getting comfortable with the angle. his hands slid down from your hips, to your thighs, and back to your hips. a light coat of, well- you coated his whole shaft now.
you looked over your shoulder at him with a giddy smile, "booo you did that on purpose" his green eyes stared at your own through his short, dark brown bangs. he chuckles when you grind on him experimentally. "man, quit playin' n back that shit up girl"
blondieeu xx
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE SWEETEST PRETTIEST MOST SMART CUTE BOY EVERRRR MY BABY ARMIN ILY đ«¶đŒđ«¶đŒđ«¶đŒ
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pairings: eren x virgin!reader
warnings: smuuttt 18+
Stress Reliever
âMama, calm downâ Eren followed as you paced around the room, before plopping down onto the bed, a pout resting on your face.
âBut Eren, what if I fail?â Tears of frustration building in your eyes. Tomorrow was the day you presented your capstone project, and reasonably you were stressing.
Eren had been doing his best to calm your nerves all week, giving you massages, making your meals, and helping you study. It just wasn't enough for you though, you were too nervous.
âBaby, you're not gonna fail, you're the smartest girl I know, and we've been over it a thousand times, I know you're gonna do great you just have to believe in yourself, babyâ
âLet's just go over it one more timeâ You stood, immediately silenced when he lifted you up and laid you back down on the bed, hovering over you as he started to litter kisses onto your face.
âStop worrying ma, you'll do great, just relaxâ His grip tight as his fingers dug into the flesh of your thighs, spreading them to make room for himself.
This simple action having your heart race. Despite being together for almost a year nothing happened between you two. Mainly because you both wanted to build a relationship that wasn't based on sex, but also because you were nervous. He was your first everything, and as gut wrenching it was to say, you weren't his.
âErenâ Your breath hitched as his bulge brushed against the crotch of the thin fabric that made up your pajama shorts.
âYou gotta relax, ma. You gone let me help you?â He murmured as he kissed his way down your neck.
Maybe this is what you needed, your anxiety to just flow out of you with a mind boggling orgasm.
âYesâ You released a breath.
âGood girlâ He smirked kissing you once more before he undressed you, savoring the way you squirmed underneath him.
âYou're so beautiful, mamiâ He whispered as he took his time exploring every inch of your body with his hands and mouth before stopping right in front of your pajama clad pussy, traces of your arousal seeping through the fabric.
His fingers hooked around the waistband of your pants as he tugged them down, your clit slightly peeking out from behind your glistening folds.
âShe's so pretty, baby,â He groaned, his thumbs spreading your folds apart as he pressed light kisses to your clit.
âErenâ You silently begged for more friction.
Indulging in your neediness he licked up a long stripe of your arousal. Strings of the fluid mixture connecting his tongue to your pussy.
âShit, baby, you taste so good.â He dug his fingers into your thighs, burying his face into your folds.
His tongue flicked against your clit, teasing you with each lap before sucking softly, tongue swirling around the bud as your hips bucked. The flat muscle slurping up long stripes of your pussy.
âFuck, Eren oh my godâ You heaved, hands pushing the loose hair out of his face.
He hummed in approval, the vibration sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. The sound of his name leaving your lips only spurred him on as he sucked harder, teeth grazing the sensitive bud lightly.
âI'm so close, paâ You whined, looking down at him, his eyes closed as he ate you like a starved man.
Your thighs closed around his head as a response to the tightening knot in your tummy, the bite he delivered to your inner thigh releasing a yelp from your glossy lips as you opened them wide. The glare he sent your way turning you on more than it should.
âLet go mama, I'm hereâ His low voice muffled by your folds as he added a thick digit into your sopping pussy, walls clamping around it at the curl of his fingers and his tounge tracing a zigzag pattern on your clit, before he sucked on the pulsing bud.
âPapaâ You cried as he slurped up the juices flowing from your pussy.
âWait, pa, I can't- too muchâ You protested, thighs clamping around his head as he lapped at your pussy, sliding in another digit.
âJust one more ma, you taste so goodâ He licked the insides of your thighs, before pushing them up to your chest.
âAnd don't close your fucking legs againâ
Ëàšà§â.
âDid so good for me, prettyâ He panted after ripping two more orgasms from you. Kissing and licking his way up your body, before he engulfed you in a passionate kiss, your taste lingering on his tongue.
âNeed you inside, now. Please papaâ You begged.
âAre you sure?â Despite just sucking your soul from your pussy, he was still a sweetheart. Green eyes rapidly scanning your face for any sense of doubt.
âYes, pleaseâ You tugged on his shirt revealing the sight sheen of sweat on his toned muscles.
âI'll go slow, but all you have to say is stop and I will okay?â He reached down into his sweats, stroking himself before pulling them down. Boy was he hung, prominent veins along the circumference of his dick, and his red tip leaking pre-cum from the occasional grind he delivered to the mattress while having you cream on his fingers.
âOkayâ You let out a shaky breath, nerves rising as he rubbed his tip through your folds, collecting your slick before lining up with your entrance.
âDon't worry baby, just relax for meâ He whispered in the crook of your neck as he pushed himself in.
The stretch was borderline unbearable as you felt him slide into your walls. He was thick, and having a hard time moving an inch without you squeezing him so tight.
âRelax princess, let me inâ He whispered, taking note of your nails breaking the skin of his back, and your furrowed eyebrows as you tried to adjust.
âMâtrying sâjus too bigâ You practically cried.
âI know, mama. Wanna stop?â He pressed loving kisses to your forehead.
âNo, no I can take it. Just keep goingâ He went slowly, taking his time to minimize the discomfort, and look for any signs of pain as he nestled in between your legs, tip brushing against your cervix.
âDoing so good for me, princess. Just relaxâ He soothed once you gave him the green light to move.
Before you knew it he was whispering nasty things into your ear as he pounded into you, your second orgasm from his thrusts building in your lower stomach.
âTaking this dick so good for me, ma. Fat ass pussy squeezing me so tightâ He grunted, tits bouncing at his feverish movements.
The room was hot and filled with your moans, and slapping skin as Eren pounded into you. He was slowly losing control, relishing in the way your pussy welcomed him in, the white creamy stickiness at the base of his cock having his brain go fuzzy. His only objective to have you cum on his dick over and over again till you were fucked senseless.
âPapa t-too much- mhmph too deepâ You cried, despite wrapping your legs around his waist to bring him closer.
âS'too deep? Thought you could take it, baby. Thought you were my good girlâ He faked his concern, bullying his dick into your warm walls.
âI amâ You pouted, nails digging into his biceps as he pressed down on your chubby tummy, smirking when he felt his dick poking his hand.
âThen nut on your dick, mama. Be a good girl for daddyâ The dam breaking immediately when he rubbed tight circles on your clit.
âShitâ He moaned, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he painted your walls with his sticky cum.
âDid so good, babyâ He whispered in between kisses as he fucked his load back into you.
âS-sensitive, paâ You whined as you pushed his hips away, earning a pinch to your hand and fake pout.
âI knowâ He faked sympathy, pushing your legs up against your chest.
âBut I want you to do well tomorrow, lemme make sure I fucked all the anxiety outta you. Yeah?â
wrote for my babes who needed an eren during their finals week cause ik i needed one à«źê°àŸàœČË¶Ë â Ë˶ê±àŸàœČá
anywayssss i gotta question. does anyone have any tips on how to length the smutty scenes i feel as if they're too short but im not 100% sure on how to add more detail. any feedback is appreciated mwah<333
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