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"Stay still you little shit." Levi says trying to feed your son, the baby makes a grumpy noise, his little eyebrows frown together. That causes Hange who is sitting next to you to laugh. "They are one and the same!" They comment on how your son looks exactly like his dad and there is no denying it, you have a Levi and then you have a mini Levi next to him. He gently tries to feed the spoon to the baby but your son instead spits his food out. Levi looks towards you, it's clear that he needs some help with the infant. You smile and approch them. "Here look, bunny." The baby looks at you, a gummy little smile on his face, you try to feed him and it works. "Really?" Levi looks at his son, the boy was happily letting his mom feed him.
"I am not good at this stuff. It was easier when he was fed from the damn bottle." Levi says, sulking in his seat as you continue to feed the child. "Nothing to do with it, he just prefers me for now." After feeding, you tried to get the baby out of the high chair but he instead reached his little arms out to his father, Levi immediately took the baby rocking him in his arms. Your sons little head leaned on him, eyelids closing as he drifted off to sleep. Smiling at the sight, you touch Levi's arm. "You're an amazing dad. You know that, right?" You can tell that he can get insecure when the baby prefers you at times, Levi never had a stable father figure in his life this was all new to him but he was trying his best. He looks at you then at the little bundle that's snuggled up to him in his arms. ".....I know."
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pairings: Onyankopon x black reader
warnings: Jean slander, smut 18+
Need you
“And then the bitch scoffed and rolled her eyes like I didn't just apologize. I need to find a new place asap cause I swear next time she try me Imma fuck her up- “
“What I tell you bout cussing?” Ony’s deep voice filled the room, dark eyes piercing into yours as a warning.
“Anywaysss” You rolled your eyes, ignoring the side eye he was giving. “You’ve been awfully quiet since I came over. What’s going on?” You put your freshly manicured feet in his face.
“Nothing you’ve just been yapping the whole time.” He smirked.
“Rude” You gasped, nudging him with your toes.
“Nah I'm just chillin’. You know I like listening to you talk.” He shrugged, placing your legs into his lap. Lighting the blunt he just rolled, a cloud of smoke surrounding him as he took a hit.
“Whatever” You smiled as he passed it to you.
You and Ony often had moments like these, a smoke sesh usually spent with you talking about your week as he massaged your feet. Your relationship with Ony was…complicated. Ever since Sasha introduced you two, y'all were inseparable, constantly getting mistaken for a couple, and who could blame them?
Most thought this because Ony always had to be touching you, whether it was holding your hand, an arm around your shoulder, or a tight grip on your waist. However, for some, it was how you two would always disappear during the function. Claiming you were only talking, but the slight sheen on Ony’s lips and your slightly ruffled clothing told otherwise.
You weren’t quite friends with benefits. At least that's what you told yourselves. The whole ordeal just kinda happened. You were stressed over your midterms and Ony of course offered to help you study. Though after hours of reading flashcards and practice tests, you were still stressed and on the verge of tears when Ony offered another way to help you. That night you ended up with your legs in the air as Ony sucked the soul out of your pussy. Ever since then any inconvenience one had, the other would do their best to help relieve the stress. Your roommate upset you? Ony fed you long deep strokes, pampering you with soft kisses while he whispered in your ear. Ony was pissed that his supplier flaked on him? Ony would have the tightest grip on your hips as he drilled into you from behind, claiming the waves of your ass hypnotized him into forgetting what he was upset about. Some days neither of you needed an excuse. Some days you just craved each other.
Despite your unique relationship, you remained friends allowing the other to do what they pleased, though neither you nor Ony slept with or saw other people. Your dynamic was good and worked for both of you. That was until you started seeing Jean.
“You n that nigga Jean still fuckin around?” He broke the silence, waiting for your answer as your eyes met his.
“Ony” You groaned, the tight grip he had on your ankles preventing you from moving.
“What? I can’t ask you questions now?” He kissed his teeth, putting out the blunt.
“No, because any time you ask about Jean we end up getting into an argument and I’m really enjoying my time with you right now. So no, you cannot ask.”
“Whatever. I’m just tryna figure out when you gon stop playing in my face nd be with me instead of his bitchass.”
“Onyankopon '' You shrieked. You never understood why Ony hated Jean till a few weeks ago when Ony drunkenly confessed his feelings. At first, you thought he was joking but the look on his face told you otherwise. For a minute, you were happy. Ony was everything you had wanted in a boyfriend and you two had practically been in a relationship just without the labels. It wasn't till Jean texted you that you got upset. Why confess his feelings when you're finally in a relationship? Deciding it'd be best to forget about it, you put Ony to bed, hoping he'd also forget about his confession. Clearly, you were wrong.
“What? I don't understand what you see in him. He's annoying as fuck, and I'm pretty sure he has 4 brain cells. Maximum.” He rolled his eyes at the thought of Jean. “Why won't you give me a chance when I'm the one for you?”
“We've talked about this Ony.” You sighed. Conversations like these were becoming frequent and they were so tiring.
“No mama you've talked nd I've listened.” You thought about it, he wasn’t exactly wrong. Silently praying this wouldn't end up in an argument you gave him a chance.
“Okay. I'm listening.” You whispered.
“C’mere,” He released your ankles.
“Ony I’m not gonna-”
“[☆]” The dominance in his tone had you clenching around nothing.
Swallowing the lump in your throat, you did as he told. The moment you sat on his lap you just knew how it was going to end.
“Why you with him instead of me? And don't feed me no bullshit” His large hands were rubbing up and down your thighs getting dangerously close to your pussy that desperately ached for him.
You tried and you tried but there wasn't any good reason as to why you were Jean. Sure he was cute but he had no idea how to make you feel special and overall just couldn't please you. In multiple ways. The main reason though was that he wasn’t Ony. He just asked first.
“I don't know, Ony” You finally sighed, looking everywhere but him.
Any discipline you had when it came to Ony vanished when his hand wrapped around your throat, the slight pressure on your carotid causing your brain to go fuzzy and your panties to get damp “Look at me”
“Be real. Please” Ony released his hold on your neck to grip your thighs.
“You had the longest opportunity to ask me to be with you but you never took the chance, yet when I'm finally in a relationship you suddenly wanna give up everything and take a chance to be with me and I feel like that’s not fair to me Ony.”
He rubbed his hands down his face with a sigh. “You're right.”
"I did have that opportunity and always hesitated. I always assumed it would be just you and me, that you wouldn't pursue other relationships because of our bond. Since the day we met, I've wanted you. I know this is unfair and I'm so sorry princess, but I can't ignore my feelings any longer. Jean can't possibly be the man you want, the man you deserve. But I can. I promise to take the chance if you just give me another opportunity, and I'll do everything in my power to make you proud. You’re my best friend, my favorite person in the whole universe and I'm determined to be the person you need. I love you [☆].”
“Ony” you huffed, feeling as if all air was being vacuumed out of your lungs at his confession.
“Please. Lemme show you how much I love you.” He whispered, closing the distance that separated you. “Please” He captured your lips, his usual sweet taste with a hint of spiciness from the weed clouding your thoughts. Oh, how you missed this. Missed him. The kiss was intimate and familiar, the passion growing with each second. Ony’s hands roamed your body, gripping the soft flesh of your thighs before traveling to your ass, taking pleasure in the soft moan you let out, and using the opportunity to slip his tongue past your lips. On instinct, your hips rocked down onto him.
“Fuck, baby. I missed you” He groaned, flipping you onto your back.
“Ony we can’t” You huffed, despite the wetness growing in between your thighs. God he looked so good. His muscles bulged as he took his shirt off, your eyes trailed down his torso, mouth watering at the prominent v-line peeking from his low sitting sweats.
“Do you want this? Yes, or no?” His tongue traced lazy patterns on your skin as he littered your neck with kisses.
“Ony I-”
“Yes or no [☆]?” He nipped on your earlobe, hand dipping below the waistband of your leggings.
“Fuck, Ony” his hand slipped beneath the thin fabric of your thong, fingers slipping through your folds. Gathering your arousal before circling your clit in tight circles. “Yes, please”
“Then shut up and lemme show you how much I love you” He murmured as he undressed you. Replacing his fingers with his tongue, he lapped at your folds like a starved man, his tongue repeatedly flicking your clit. “Missed you so fucking much. Don't ever give my pussy away again. You hear me?” He muttered, sliding two digits past your entrance. The action was easy with how wet you were.
“Ony” Your thighs threatened to close around his head.
“Answer me or I'm stopping” He slowed his movements, leaving you needy.
“It's yours. I'm yours pa, I promise” Your legs shook as he continued to give you slow strokes, the addition of another finger having you seeing stars. “O-Ony wait” You panted, attempting to push his head away but he refused to let up on your pussy, never wanting to stop till he and his couch were soaked in your essence as he lapped at your clit.
“Ony I’m so-fuck I'm so close” Your words encouraged him to speed up as he repeatedly hit the spongy spot of your walls. “Ony” Your walls clenched around his fingers, leaving little room for his fingers to continue as you reached your peak.
Despite your thighs tightening around his head he continued his assault on your pussy. It wasn't until he was finally satisfied with slurping up your arousal, that he pulled away pressing gentle kisses on your throbbing clit as he pulled his soaked fingers out of your walls.
“Missed you so much” He mumbled, giving you the nastiest kiss ever, your arousal all over his lower face.
“I missed you too”
“Yeah?” He grabbed your hips, positioning you on all fours.
“Ony” You whined, pout forming on your lips as you looked back. His dick standing tall now that it was no longer confined. God, please let me have feeling in my legs tomorrow.
“I know you ain't think I was done. You played in my face and let another nigga hit and think I'm not finna put you back in your place? Nah, both you and this pussy need a reminder of who you belong to” He slid his dick through your folds, your cream acting as lube.
“Matter a fact” He lined up at your entrance just as your phone started ringing ‘Jean baby’ flashing on the bright screen.
“Lemme show this nigga too.”
first time ever writing smut nd even though it was short it took me foreverrr but i think it turned out okay. also so sorry for all my Jean girlies out there lol. anyways i hope you enjoyed nd any feedback is greatly appreciated. mwah
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NSFW AoT boys x reader and how they would respond to trying “No Nut November”
no nut november
ft: eren, connie, levi, jean, erwin, porco, zeke, armin
cw: smut ? but it’s pretty tame- not really descriptive
18+ MDNI NSFW
eren thinks no nut november is stupid and a made up thing meant to make virgins feel better about themselves. he doesn’t care about participating it in it. especially when he has you. eren doesn’t make it past the first day of november without tearing your clothes off and finishing inside of you.
connie’s pretty into no not november- mainly because of destroy dick december. despite being a yearly player, he never makes it through the month successfully. what fails him this year is you in a pair of black leggings- he can’t help it. he begs you to let him fuck you and you give in, november claiming yet another loser.
when you brought the idea up to levi, he scoffed. he thinks it’s the most ridiculous thing in the world and he won’t be partaking. he’s going to fuck you whenever and wherever if you’ll let him. he cuts the conversation short by pulling you onto his lap, mumbling something like “i’d fail over and over when it comes to you” into your ear.
jean insists that no nut november is easy, that you just have to have control. and he claims he does. he does pretty good for the first week, you’ll give him that. determined to make him fail, you start sleeping in just a small shirt and underwear. jean cant stand your teasing anymore and decides to fuck you raw after a particularly tough day, november claiming another victim.
erwin takes it a little too seriously. he’s never heard of it until you brought it up to him the other day. interested, he decides to partake in it. and he fucking exceeds, much to your dismay. but as soon as december strikes, he doesn’t waste a minute more. he rams into you for hours with an ungodly amount of stamina for someone who was just practicing abstinence.
zeke thinks it’s a fun idea, as long as you join him in it. thinking it’ll be easy, you agree. turns out you both spend the entirety of november teasing the fuck out of each other, each being too stubborn to lose. zeke makes it a week before he’s quite literally on his knees begging you to get him off.
armin would like to try it. he doesn’t make you participate. he just does it to see how strong-willed he is. but that doesn’t stop him from getting you off. not being able to cum means not being able to fuck you, and he can’t stand it. so he eats you and fingers you daily, making sure you’re getting off. he can’t keep his hands to himself.
porco’s too confident in his ability to make it through the month. it’s all fun and games until he wakes up in the middle of the night with a throbbing boner. not thinking, he gently wakes you up and you two wind up having sex. it’s not until you’re cuddling after does he realize that he’s just lost.
reiner says fuck that. he won’t be participating. he hates the idea so much. you’re his girlfriend and if he wants to fuck you, he will. just for the hell of it, he pushes you up against a wall everyday, slamming you full of his cum. if this is no nut november, you’d hate to see destroy dick december. or love it.
bertholdt wants to partake in it for the ‘nostalgia’ of it all. but ultimately, he caves in because the desire for you is too great. you make him fail by wearing a low cut shirt and nonchalantly bending over to grab something, revealing too much cleavage. you wind up on your knees with his fingers in your hair.
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You should probably be ashamed of your current situation but here you are, sitting on your boss's lap on his desk chair, making out like you two are the last people on earth. One hand rests on the small of your back while his other huge hand is cupping your cheek. His huge office is empty with the only sound being faint echos of your lips smacking and shuffling of bodies. His kisses were slow and passionate, it felt like you were on a romantic honeymoon kissing your true love and not a whore secretary making out with her hot boss. Amid your euphoria, he pulls back in a hurry.
“Shit.” He says “My meeting.”
You look at him with wide eyes. You forgot the reason you were in his office was to remind him that he has a meeting with new employers. You laugh at his appearance. your lipstick smeared all over his lips, hair ruffled, tie loose, collar on his shirt lifted up and his glasses crooked on his face.
“What’s so funny?” he asks raising a skeptical brow. “You don’t look so great either.” smirk written on his face.
He was right. You hair was messed up, your clothes were wrinkled and there was a big purple mark that he had left on your neck. You grab a tissue off his desk and start to wipe the lipstick from his face.
“I guess we’re even then.” you say
“whatever you say baby.”
You grab his jaw, turning it ever which way in order to scrub the lipstick off his face. His beautiful eyes lock with yours, making you lose any self control you had left. You give him peck on the lips out of admiration.
“You know what princess?” He ask
“Hm?” You hum in response
“fuck that meeting.”

Characters: Arataka Reingen, Kento Nanami, Hiromi Higuruma, Erwin Smith, Sir Nigheye, Loid Forger ( all i can think of for rn)
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when we were young [levi ackerman]
now playing: when we were young - adele
tags: fluff, old levi reminiscing, established relationship, flashback, canonverse, mentions of violence (non-graphic)
levi didn’t mind getting old, not really. he didn’t care for the deep smile lines or the wrinkles around his eyes. however, he did mind that he couldn’t pick his wife up and carry her to bed with ease anymore. he especially hated that his knee would still buckle if he didn’t use that bloody cane to get across a room.
levi ackerman, for the first time in his fifty-five years of life, had managed to nick himself while shaving. you stepped into the bathroom to grab something, eyes wide at the stream of blood running down his neck.
“what happened?” you were quick to grab the first-aid kit from the cabinet, eyes panning at him.
“i was just shaving, keep it down.” he rolled his eyes, sitting at the edge of the tub. he unbuttoned his shirt, already stained at the collar, and discarded it on the floor.
you looked down at him with a smile. his muscles were still there, though much less defined. the scars from his youth, long healed, a painful reminder of what he had been through.
you dabbed alcohol on a cotton pad before sitting down on his good leg.
“this is pretty deep, levi.” you muttered. he winced when the alcohol came in touch with the cut on his cheek, his fingers pressing against your waist.
“my hand still shakes sometimes.” he looked down at his three remaining fingers with a sigh. the nerves were all messed up, but he was insistent on using that hand for everything still.
“it’s okay, old man. i’ll shave you from now on.” you chuckled, cleaning up the dried-up blood from his jaw.
“you know what this reminds me of, brat?”
levi’s brows were furrowed, a scowl permanently etched in his features as you tried to make him sit down.
“captain, your face is full of blood.”
“it’s not mine.”
“some of it is yours.”
you weren’t really sure what had happened. it was all so fast. a soldier calling you a slut, you punching him, him slapping you back. that’s when levi had stepped in.
you finally managed to get levi to sit down, opening the first-aid kit beside you on his desk.
“he shouldn’t have slapped you.” was all he muttered before getting up again. you brought your hands to his shoulders, pushing him down with all the force you could muster.
“hey! let someone help you for once.” gray eyes shot up at yours, growing wide when you sat down on his knee to keep him in place. he didn’t utter a single word as you cleaned his face up with a damp towel, not even wincing when you dabbed alcohol against his busted lip.
he realised he didn’t particularly mind your breath fanning against his cheek, or your hair falling in his eyes. he certainly didn’t mind you shuffling on his lap, like you weren’t his soldier and he your captain.
“you’re sitting on me.” he said, more like an acknowledgment. you panicked and tried to get up, but levi’s arms wrapped around your hips. “thanks.”
“for sitting on you?” a smile played on your lips in the dimly-lit office, “captain.” you added, to be safe.
“don’t call me captain like that.”
“like what?”
“you’re making it dirty.”
“what does it remind you of, captain?” you shook levi out of his thoughts. he wrapped his arms further around your waist, pulling you closer. he knew you remembered the same thing.
“almost thirty years later, you’re still cheeky.”
“it never goes away.” you sighed, leaning down to peck his lips.
in his memory, he was lifting you up with one arm to plop you down on the desk and kiss you. in the present, you had to pull him up carefully and hand him his cane.
levi didn’t mind, though. some parts of him still worked just fine.
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⌗︙・cold & goofy boyfriends while cuddling ⸜⸜・
jjk & aot
cold cuddly boyfriends
these kinds of boyfriends try to make it seem like they hate cuddling but in reality they are super clingy. he lays next to you, scoffing you when you say you want to cuddle. you're used to this kind of behavior but it pisses you off and you turn around. he watches you, knowing he's done something bad. arms snake around your waist and he buries his head into your neck.
"im so sorry." he mumbles into your hair. he's holding you as if he never wants to let you go and you fall asleep tangled with each other. when you wake up, his body is on top of yours. he's snoring peacefully, head laying on your chest.
"time to wake up." you say, shaking him lightly. he groans, cuddling deeper and your body.
"i don't want to." he buries his head into your chest.
- megumi, levi, jean, nanami, geto, eren
goofy cuddly boyfriends
"my love." he yells, planting himself on top of you.
"i have to study." you whine but you put your arms around him. he cuddles into your arms right away. he feels the safest like this. you can almost feel yourself suffocating under his weigh and he understands, propping himself above your body. his hand grazes your cheek, pinching the fat and making you laugh. he plops down next to you, pulling you on top of him. his lips kiss your neck softly before kissing all around your face. he lets you lay on top of him while he rests. you always fall asleep like this and even you wake up, your bodies are a knot. don't ever try leaving the bed because he won't let you. he finds comfort in your embrace and being with you like this is better than 100 christmases at once.
- yuuji, gojo, yuuta, armin, erwin, inumaki
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𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐂.𝐒𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫

☆ summary : Its finals week your stressed so you call the only person who can help you, Connie the campus plug. The same plug who you have a mutual 'crush' with.
☆ pairings : plug connie x blackfem reader.
☆ wc : 800
con I'm outside.
You stared at the message that lit up your phone screen. It's finals week, so why not treat yourself to some bud? So who else do you call.. Constance—Connie for short—he has been your plug for about a year and a half now. You met at one of Erens Frat parties; he's also Sashas best friend, so you were bound to meet him at some point. He's also the man who introduced you to weed
Past
"You want some?" You shook your head; weed was something you told yourself you’d never try. "First time?" You nodded, and Connie chuckled. "Ain’t nothing to worry about mami. This weed is all good." Connie took one last hit before holding it near your mouth so you could take a hit too. Maybe just this once? It can’t hurt you that much, and this man was very convincing. Fuck it. You inhaled the smoke and immediately started coughing. Connie took the blunt out of your mouth and began softly patting your back. "It’s okay mama, just breathe." You continued to cough, and Connie handed you his cup so you could take a sip. "Fuck… how long until it starts to hit?" Connie exhaled while chuckling in your face. "You barely took a hit, so you’ll be fine." You drank the rest of Connie’s juice while he continued to softly pat your back. "Connie, what’re you doing to my roommate? She’s a good girl." Connie rolled his eyes at Sasha’s comment. "I’m not gonna ruin her; she’s still a good girl." You rolled your eyes, and Connie patted your waist.
Present
You walked out of your dorm in your pajama shorts, ironically wearing Connie’s hoodie and some slides that he bought you. Connie was on his phone, not paying attention until you tapped on his window. "Open the door, it’s so cold." Connie unlocked the door and immediately locked it again once you got in. "Maybe because you’re wearing those little ass shorts, got your whole ass out." You rolled your eyes, and Connie went back to rolling up a blunt. "I haven’t seen you in a while, what’s up with you?" You shrugged, not knowing what Connie was talking about. "Connie, I saw you like two weeks ago, and it's finals week you already know." Connie copied your actions and shrugged his shoulders. "So? You only wanna see me when you want weed". You giggled and connie rolled his eyes licking the blunt, making sure it was perfect for you. "How much do I owe you?" Connie handed you the blunt and his lighter while shaking his head. "We’re sharing it, so it’s free." Connie studied you as you lit up the blunt and took the first hit.
"You’re so far. Com'ere." Connie patted his thigh, so you climbed over to him. "This my hoodie?" You nodded, and Connie smiled; he loved seeing you in his clothes. Connie’s hand snaked around your waist, giving you a light squeeze. "You gonna be at Eren’s party this weekend?" Connie nodded, handing you back the blunt. "Gotta sell some product." You hummed, caressing Connie’s soft face. "I don’t wanna go, Eren’s parties are wack." Connie chuckled. If it wasn’t for Eren’s wack parties, you wouldn’t have met. "Stay in your dorm; I’ll come stay the night after I’m done there." You hummed while Connie caressed your waist.
"How are your finals going?" Connie lifted your head from his chest, giving you back the blunt, but you shook your head, signaling him to put it out. "They’ve been okay. I was studying for my last one when I texted you. How are yours going?" Connie took a minute before he replied. "I’ve been stressed mami, but I know that I can pass." You smiled, hearing Connie talk about himself and his abilities that way. "When we pass, let’s celebrate and get some ice cream." Connie kissed your lips repeatedly while you giggled in between each kiss. "I gotta get back to studying." You and Connie pouted like little kids, but he let you go without a fight. He opened the driver’s door for you so you didn’t have to climb back over to the passenger side. "Bye, papa." You gave Connie one more kiss before closing his door. Connie rolled down his window to hand you another pre-roll because why not. "Connie, I ain’t paying for this." He chuckled while rolling his eyes. "I wasn’t planning on charging you, but if you don’t kiss me again, you’re gonna have to pay."
"You’re so annoying." You gave Connie a few more kisses before walking back to your dorm building. Connie stayed parked until you walked in and texted him that you were inside your room.
yn I’m in my room.
Thank you.
con Of course mama.
I’ll see you this weekend.
☆ an; HAVENT WROTE FOR AOT IN A WHILE and ik this is short but gonna post p3 of love talk soon but will also be deleting 90s love from all platforms since I don't know where to take it sorry yall
#attack on titan#attack on titan fluff#anime x black reader#black fem reader#black reader#college au#connie x black y/n#connie fluff#connie x black reader#connie attack on titan#connie springer#plug connie
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𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖘 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 | 𝖆. 𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖑𝖊𝖗𝖙

spending the evening with a man who could have any girl he wants but he proves why it’s always been you…
producer/nepobaby armin, musician au, black fem reader, dancer!reader (reader is in Pole Assassins), soft sex, back scratching, lots of intimacy, slow kissing, oral sex (f. receiving) body worship, banter between armin and reader, missionary, creampie, slow build/burn (?)
I’ve been suffering from a severe case of armin brain rot lately and I’ve been missing the musician au even more!! this is a reupload from my patreon so if you read this, no you didn’t! 🫶🏾
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He’d traveled the world once over…experienced a lifetime full of adventures at only a mere two decades into his life. From sailing on yachts as a child, exploring the ocean in between piano lessons and algebra courses…to making music with his friends that would touch the lives of people in every nation and becoming a household name in the process. However, Armin Artlert’s notoriety had transcended that of just playlists and edits by adoring fans. He harbored a reputation that had come to precede him throughout his duration as an artist and internet sensation. The infamous ArminHammer was notorious for two things: iconic instrumentals and his expansive roster of women. Every girl of every variety was at his disposable..models, strippers, actresses, singers, the single mom who happened to attend one of their shows and needed a good time. He wasn’t picky nor did he allow preference to stand in the way of fulfilling his carnal desires. Make no mistake, he didn’t dog his women out or harm them..hell, if anything, he made every girl he encountered feel like a princess. Spoiling them with gifts, expensive dinners and of course, the best sex you’d ever experience! To put it even more bluntly, the man fucked like a professional..he was skilled in many areas and the bedroom happened to be the top.
But perhaps, that was the issue…he was the ideal man in every essence of the word. He’d make any lady feel as if she’d met her prince charming!..
….so how could you ever believe him when he said that you were the one he’d been searching for this entire time?
How could you possibly think that you’d be the sole object of his affection when it seemed those regards could be said of any women who’d crossed his path? Honestly, there was no definite answer to convince you otherwise. Armin was aware that you’d always kept your ear to the streets and had been informed about how he operated. That was all but confirmed when your teammate and friend began dating his childhood homie. Another infamous artist by the name of EJ the Don. Much like the woman who had founded the very group you were a part of, the Pole Assassins, EJ was seen as the proverbial leader of his own collective, Dead Boys Society and although they both despised the labels, you still respected her as such.
you could also sense that Armin held the same regard for his best friend and fellow artist. He looked up to Eren and admired how focused, driven and goal oriented he was in his craft. Most importantly though, he admired the way he loved..
EJ was never known to be a romantic nor was he known to be entrenched in the dating scene, but once he began dating your team mate, he had transitioned into an entirely different man. One that was attentive, doting and even a little jealous. He was openly affectionate with her and never thought twice about it. Gushing about her in interviews, where prior, he would’ve never even mentioned a woman besides his mom. It was that complete switch that had activated something within Armin as well. What he had been seeking in multiple girls could only be found in one place and that was with (y/n) (l/n). He’d spent all this time around you and had found himself falling deeper for you than he had anyone else. Your laugh, your energy, your spirit and kind heart had all enraptured the heart of the notorious playboy. And you couldn’t fool yourself either..you’d become smitten with him just the same…however, you were guarded. You weren’t so far deluded in the fantasy of being with him that you’d soon forgotten his reputation! You weren’t perfect by a long shot either..God knows, you’d partaken in your fair share of hookups and dated a couple of athletes just to say you did. Even so, you felt a hint of insecurity. How could you ever satisfy his cravings when he’d sampled the whole platter?! That was a question you’d soon find the answer to when you decided to spend a weekend at his home. A lofty, luxurious penthouse that overlooked the city and beaches of the sunny Miami, Florida.
it was a beautiful place and one of the many pieces of real estate owned by the Artlert conglomerate. One thing you’d come to learn about Armin was that music was nothing more than a beloved hobby. As much as he poured into his craft, his financial situation wouldn’t waver in the slightest if he were to stop today. He’d grown up with billionaires for family and that generational wealth had certainly trickled down. Regardless, it wasn’t his sole identity, hence why it’d never arise in conversation. It was blatantly obvious in his lifestyle choices but he was still that innocent, nerdy, wide eyed boy he’d always been to his core. The sensitive, kind, gentle Armin that only a select few witnessed. That was the side he wanted you to see here tonight..
so as you traipsed across the marble accented floors and art littered walls of his penthouse..all the way to his bedroom, you’d realize that you were where you belonged.
“You coming to lie down, beautiful? You’ve been in there forever.”
“Just a few more minutes, I promise! I wanna make sure I’m looking right.”
honestly, he didn’t understand all of the trouble. He’d seen you fully nude and completely clothed..you were beautiful no matter the form. Hell, you could come out in a plastic bag and pair of Timberlands and he’d still be hungry for you! He loved you dearly and nothing could dare to change that fact now! But after you two had retreated to his bedroom after an evening out on the town and he’d longed since undressed, you insisted on going to the bathroom and freshening up with a shower before retreating to bed. However, there was one more
“Well hurry up, please. I miss you..” stating in a whiny tone as he flailed himself against the mattress. Arms stretched out atop the pillow as his shirtless top half grazed the sheets. His designer boxers rubbed viciously with the silk bed linen, causing a bit of friction. Outside of the glass window pane, fell heavy droplets of pouring rain to set the already sensual mood. Electronic candles flickered in the corner and soft melodies of R&B played from the mounted television. It was certainly a vibe that you could become accustomed to. Across from where he lay, sat a half empty bottle of Modavi and two glasses that had been previously filled with the liquid. You were both feeling a bit tipsy from the substances coursing your veins so it was apparent what the mood was for the evening. He couldn’t bear to wait a moment longer and fortunately for him, you didn’t keep him held up. Because it was as he was getting ready to lie back down, he’d hear the faint tapping of footsteps against the tile and be greeted with a sight that would soothe his soul and sore eyes alike…
“Well I’m sorry to keep you waiting ..” flashing him a cheeky smile in regards to his earlier comment. Instantly, his jaw fell slack and his top half arose from the bed to examine you over.
“Oh my—you look—…. damn, I can’t even talk. You got me speechless, girl.”
sending you into a fit of giggles as you showed off your ensemble for him. A sheer white, lace two piece with garters that wrapped your thick thighs, a thong that was swallowed up by those round cheeks and a bra that accentuated your voluptuous breasts..causing them to sit upright. You were glistening with oil, and that luscious brown skin shimmered in the candlelight. Those forty inches of black curls were styled into an updo atop your head, along with that diamond necklace he had procured for you a few weeks ago. Even this was a first for Armin..he’d spent his fair share of evenings with the ladies but it always involved moments of rushed disrobing and him trying to get in their pants as quickly as possible. He didn’t waste time with lingerie or fancy frills because the goal was to grant her the best sex possible. Of course, he obtained gratification from this as well..but sometimes, he craved more. More than just the act of sex itself…it was intimacy he desired. The subtle touches and little gestures that helped to curate that special moment..he wanted to take his time and give you an experience that you’d soon yet forget.
“..then I guess it was worth the trouble..” his reaction elicited a light chuckle as you veered over to the bed, crawling onto the mattress and into the embrace of your precious lover. It was warm, inviting almost…strangely enough, an unwavering sense of safety crept over you as well. All of those previous thoughts of insecurity and jealousy seemed to dissipate once his hands coiled your body. He’d pull you in a little closer, squeeze you a little tighter and when his lips finally clashed with your own, every worry that had plagued either of your worlds were mere afterthoughts.
“God, you’re so beautiful..I swear you wear the hell out of everything you put on..”
“You’re too charming for your own good, you know that? It’s gon’ get you in trouble one day.”
“I like the sound of that.”
the tender and humorous moment was shared underneath the flickering candlelight as your flesh melded into one. Sitting upright in a cross legged position, your calves coiled his lower back and your arms cradled the back of his neck. Meanwhile, his hands resided around your waist and maintained a firm grip. He could hear your sentiment but even he grew skeptical at times. He often worried would his past elude him and ruin any potential future he could procure with you. All of his other prospects were nothing more than fleeting memories now. Even for someone as confident and skilled as Armin was, he experienced any other emotion just the same..maybe even more. Regardless, you’d continue to quell his anxiety and ease any doubt in his mind that you were leaving anytime soon. With those soft touches and gentle kisses, slowly but surely, you’d melt away all that rattled his mind. Eventually, your tongues would find home within one another’s mouths, initiating a series of sloppy pecks in process. It was then that you’d also begin to feel the thin straps of that top gliding down your shoulder blade. He just wanted to make you feel the best you had in a long time and he’d take as long as he needed to fulfill that obligation. He owed it to you for all of the insurmountable love you’d given him.
“Armin…baby..”
a faint whisper escaped your now freed lips as he latched onto your neck following the broken kiss. He’d gently suckle on that deep colored flesh and leave a trail of pecks along your jugular vein, even along your earlobe…it was there that he’d merely nip at the skin and whisper into it. Which sent a barrage of tingles all over your body.
“Yes, sweetheart? Something on your mind?”
“Ahh—“ “..words, baby. Let me hear that shit.”
that lilt in his tone, a clear indicator that he was going to relentlessly tease you from here on out. You always became so anxious when he did but the buildup made the actual moments all the more worth it. “You can tell me anything you want, pretty girl. This is all for you..your space. Whatever you say…I’ll do it.” His words serve to entice you further, which took little to no effort at all. You were already sucked in with no chance of being free of his clutches anytime soon. As for your requests, it was easy.
“Just…make me feel good, please..make love to me..”
it was a definite statement; one he understood loud and clear. Now wasn’t the time to be prideful or allow his ego to cloud his perception. Rather than showing off, Armin wanted to fully submit himself to you and to the cause of giving you whatever your heart…and body desired. With that, you’d find yourself shrouded in another round of kisses, this time along your shoulder blades and eventually to those soft breasts. Gently kneading them between his fingertips, he’d circle the buds with his thumb and watch as they’d grow erect. “Mmmm..” “..that feels good, sweetheart?” Following his question with a whimpering nod as you examined his movements. He’d gently squeeze them together and massage them all over, just to make you feel more at ease. He always did love how supple and perky they were..how they sat so perfectly in your tops or dresses. He’d learned to view the female body as more than just a vessel of pleasure but instead, for the work of art it is. You were his divine masterpiece..his treasure and he wanted to appreciate every single square inch of your physique. Even the areas you didn’t exactly appreciate yourself…
“Good..I know how sensitive they are but that’s okay. I’ll be gentle.” Chuckling at your very visible reactions of having your nipples played with. It was your most erogenous area and he knew it’d only be a matter of time before you became even more aroused. That much was indicated by the way you ground your clothed slit into the mattress. (Y/N) eventually tossed your head back, rolling it onto your shoulders and emitting a sharp gasp. An expected reaction to all of the sensual friction and stimulation. None of which was lost on Armin. He’d shift a bit in his own positioning, attempting to conceal that obvious erect. This was a fine solely for your pleasure and needs. His urges could wait as far as he was concerned. He was determined to prove that he was fully and utterly devoted to you right now. The sounds of melodic love songs and pouring rain would continue to serve as the soundtrack to this precious moment. Right along with your sweet moans and his subtle grunts. You’d glance down to see the rising tent within his boxers as he began to lap all over your areolae and suckle on your brown buds. “Your tits are so perfect, angel. I love them so much..I love all of you. Every single part..” Constantly doting as he persisted..that’s when you’d reach down and grasp for that sheathed cock but he’d be equally as quick to stop you.
“Ignore it, okay? Right now is about you. I’m focused on making you feel good, just like I promised. You don’t need to do a thing.” This was what you appreciate about your man. He had such a calm, gentle demeanor. Something people would often mistake as sensitive or meek. But in the same vein, he could harness that into a dominant, masculine energy that required no assertiveness. You felt safe..secure within that space. You felt comfortable submitting yourself fully to him.
“It’s like you're everything I’ve ever prayed for..I’m so lucky.” Akin to that of a groom bedding his bride on the night of their wedding, Armin would lie his precious girl flat against the mattress and begin his descent down your body. Examining each line, touching each bump and worshiping every curve as if they were a gift from the heavens above. They certainly weren’t things that he took for granted. Especially when he finally made home with that divine center…spreading open your trembling thighs; courtesy of the gentle kisses and drawn out licksthat had been peppered all over your belly. “Mmmm…I love when you touch me like this. You always know what to do..” placing his thumbs along your pantyline, he’d rub your hips before placing two fingertips along the seat of your bottoms. “Of course, I told you…I’ll do whatever you want. All you gotta do is say it.” Naturally, the entire area was soaked and only accruing more stickiness the more he stroked your clothed bud. In an attempt to increase the friction and pleasure riddling your body, Armin would hone in on the clit and massage it until he felt you shaking in his grasp.
“Oh my God..” “Rub your nipples for me, sweetheart. I wanna see you get there so bad but I don’t want to rush..not right now.” Finally, he’d cease his teasing and peel back that thin layer of fabric, revealing your plump mound and lips, along with that swollen clit. You were practically throbbing and the second he grazed your skin, you’d instinctively contract. Those juices were already leaking before he could even think to touch or lap at the area. Meanwhile, you’d pinch and pull at the now stiffened buds on your chest, writhing in the sheets as you chewed at your lip. “You’re so cute when you make that face.” Chuckling whilst teasing the hard little pearl that had caused your entire body to heat up. “Aw, you just want that nut, don’t you, baby?” “Fuck—uh, yes..please.” Immediately shuttering at the idea of ruining such a sensual moment with profanity. However, Armin didn’t mind at all. In fact, it further encouraged him to get you there. “I know you do…I wanna give it to you so bad too..”
Normally, this was an opportunity he’d utilize to tease you relentlessly. Holding out on providing you with your orgasm, making you wait before he even made the slightest of movements…all of it in an attempt to get you riled up. Right there on the edge until you finally broke, all but pleading with him to give you what you wanted. But tonight?
“Ahh!—haaaa..yes..” “Uh, fuck…lemme taste you…please lemme eat this puss—“ his words trailing off into mere whiny drabble as his lips made home on your lower ones. Immediately, those pretty blue eyes of his were fixated on you as he delved into your center. The sounds of slurping and whimpering emitting from his mouth and only growing louder. With your legs parted on each side, (y/n) grasped the top of Armin’s head; clawing at those shaggy blonde curls whilst grinding yourself against his face. “Arminnnn…oh my gosh…right there.” Those moans would draw out into a high pitched wail. One that caused your legs to tremble and nearly retract around his head. But alas, that just wasn’t possible. With one fell swoop and only a single hand, he’d pin your thighs back and continue devouring your cunt. As his opposite one was preoccupied with stroking his own shaft. It was something about your scent, flavor and your sex that got him all aroused. Nonetheless, Armin would resume his feast..flicking gently on your clit, sucking your plump lips and even shoving a digit into your tight hole. Only coming up for air to check in on you..
“Something on your mind, pretty girl? Talk to me..”
“N—need you…need you in me so bad…oh fuck..”
although the sentence was a bit incoherent, your desires were heard loud and clear. Although Armin loved the idea of relentlessly teasing you, he also wasn’t much in the way of restricting you from your happiness either. If that was what you wanted, he was elated to fulfill the request. In what seemed to almost be a slight of hand movement, he’d maneuver and rise from where he was laying and would scoop your legs up in the process. He’d position them straight in the air and pin them together. Eventually placing them over his shoulder. “You need me? You want it that bad, sweetheart?” Cooing and questioning with a rhetorical tone. Meanwhile, he was hovering above you, positioned on his knees whilst that cock head teased against your slit. He already knew the answer and as far as he was concerned, it was yours. But he needed to hear you say it. Not just for the consensual aspect, but because it was what he’d been waiting for all along. Hearing you beg, plead and whimper for him….this entire time, he’d been so used to your independent nature, that there was rarely an instance where you relied on him. You were so far capable of handling your own, that he or no other man were truly necessary in your daily way of life. But right here…in this moment, in this bedroom and this space the two of you had curated together..
“Y-yes, please!..I need you. I can’t take it..”
he was your everything. Your one and only sole object of affection. With your gazes fixated on one another, you’d nod your head and coo to one another, whimpering until suddenly—
“Yeah?” “Mmmm…please!”
you’d feel that stiffened, aching cock glide between your warm, silky folds and remained nestled there whilst he gathered his footing. Normally, he’d take an opportunity to perhaps gloat or be cocky. Fucking you with a giant grin on his face, making your pleasure a second priority. But alas, he’d never be so arrogant or foolish right now..because only moments later, his head had rolled back on his shoulders and as he remained nestled within you, he’d release a heavy gasp. He couldn’t maintain his eye contact when you felt this good. Your pussy resembled that of a warm blanket or hug..inviting him in and never wanting to pull away. However, he’d refrain from such lewd obscenities and fill your head with more loving compliments instead. As you’d lie there, awaiting his next move, you’d feel a hand planted into the center of your tummy and his hips beginning to buck forward..gently pounding into you.
“Oh God…yes..I love the way you feel, baby. You’re so warm.. ‘s so good..”
meanwhile, all he could do was howl it to the air because he knew that if he even took so much as even a glance in your direction, his load would be buried three inches into your womb right now. He was adamant of taking his time because all of his undivided and full attention; along with every second he could spare…belonged to you. He was all yours, hopelessly to a fault. He had released fear..anxiety or the shame that came with being madly in love.
“Ahhh…Armin..right there..please don’t stop..”
“I know, baby. I know…I can feel you squeezing me, that’s your spot, isn’t it?”
it was a given..not only had your body become riddled with ecstasy but he could tell by the way you pawed at his abs that he’d reached that core. Smacking sounds had arisen from the creamy mess he’d made of your lower half. Sucking his teeth, Armin finally garnered the strength to peer down at you and once he did, he nearly lost all control and restraint. His strokes would become a little faster and stretch your tight little cunt in the process. Your legs, that once made home on his shoulders, were now pinned back nearly behind your head. A position he was certain you had no issue maintaining. Even so, it didn’t stop your from crying out to him..heaving and whimpering. He was worried that perhaps, he hadn’t regulated his own strength. But rather than an expression of pain, you were smiling!..grinning from ear to ear with tears rolling down your face. It was a sign that you were in complete climatic bliss.
“Y-yes..you're in my spot, baby. And it feels so fucking good…nobody can make me feel like this..” eventually reaching down to stroke your sensitive bud to aid in the pleasure. That gave him all the confirmation he needed to persist, even when he felt he’d reach his breaking point sooner rather than later. Breaking into a smile of his own, Armin would resume his deep thrusts, this time with a bit more speed and rhythm. His hips would roll fluidly as he pushed in and out; dragging more of your juices and secretions along with him. He felt as if he could conquer the world when you said things like that. “That’s right, sweetheart..I know it’s a lot but I know you’re the only one who can handle it..who can take this dick like it’s nothing.”
those words cause you to twitch and grip him even tighter. In that moment, he nearly faltered but it was also in that instance that the two of you established full blown eye contact and mere seconds later, your lips had met in a passionate crash. Only after you exchanged doting words.
“..I love you. I love you so much, (y/n)..”
“I love you too, baby! Oh my gosh, please don’t stop.”
the bed had begun to jolt against the wall whilst his tattooed knuckles gripped the headboard. Eventually, he’d collapse fully into your grasp, relinquishing this idea of full control and allowing himself to be a part of the moment. No need to establish dominance or submission..who was the better lover or even what past partners had done. But instead, embracing each other and becoming one. One body, one soul and one heart. You’d wrap your arms and legs around his frame as he continued feeding you those strokes..his face buried into the crook of your neck and your hands clawing his inked up back.. You’d coo into his ear, listening to his whimpers and inform him that it was okay for him to let go. That he didn’t have to hold back so that he could appear as this strong guy with tons of stamina. You took it as a compliment that he could go for that long, honestly..it was a far cry from his past hookups, that was for certain!..but so much more was at stake here than merely who reached their orgasm first. It was about sharing in ecstasy and concealing your love with a special moment.
“You wanna come, angel? You can if you’re ready, no need to hold back..”
“Come with me, please..same time, okay?”
declaring so confidently as you heaved into one another’s ears. He’d agree and mere seconds later, that speed and pace had reached maximum heights and it felt as if he were hammering into you. “F-fuck!..” “Shit!..I’m coming, sweetheart!..coming for y—“ it was in that exact moment, that it felt as if the world was shattering for the both of you. That something inside of your bodies had essentially broken and neither of you could hold back. Both of your eyes shoot wide open before they shut and you’d embrace each other for comfort. Your juices had splattered all over his cock and his warm seed had completely coated the inside of your womb.. neither of you could even function at this point. Just reduced to mindless babble and tears. He’d finally rise from your neck and greet you with disheveled hair, a beet red face and a toothy grin. Along with those fallen tears.
“C’mere..I need a kiss..”
“Of course..”
your soft features and brown eyes met his and the two of you collided with one last declaration of adornment. Lips and tongues meeting in a fit of desperation. Desperation to never be apart again. For as long as you were both of this world, you’d spend every waking moment wanting to be together. And there wasn’t a single thing that could break that.
“You have no idea how much you mean to me..I just want us to be like this forever. I love you..” and you’d cling to every single word. Knowing that they rang true, now more than ever. Stroking his head as he lies on your chest. There were times that Armin figured that he’d never find his one and only..that he was destined to be a bachelor until he left this earth and he was adamant that one woman couldn’t possibly supplement for having his fill of multiple.
“And we can stay just like this…I’m not going anywhere.”
but it was nights like this..that reminded him that he was exactly where he needed to be!
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how plug!eren watches a baby!
when you leave your niece in the car with eren while you get your nails did, he swears it’s an eternity. he didn’t really talk to the little girl much, even when she was glaring daggers into his head.
the most he did was take her out of the car seat since he knew she was probably tired of being in there. and now she was sitting in the passenger seat— grabbing at anything she saw.
“oh nah little ma, you can’t have that.” he mumbled once he saw the girl grabbing his lighter. he was quick to take it and as soon as he did she started hollering.
eren never interacted with kids in his life nor did he ever have to watch one. so when she started crying, he had no idea what to do.
“what’s wrong? stop cryin’ please?” he begged, as if that was going to make her stop. she somewhat knew what he was saying being as soon as he said that she stopped.
“i only stop cwyin if you give me uppies!” she babbled and held her arms out at him. eren side eyed her because she said it with so much sass, and not only that but she was trying to make an ultimatum with him..
yeah, this was definitely your niece alright.
with a sigh he picked the girl and held her to his chest, and surely she was happy now. all eren could do was shake his head and gently pat the baby’s back, so she could hopefully go back to sleep.
“i wants candy! you have candy?”
“no.. i don’t have any candy.”
“i going cry again!”
“okay fine, let’s go get some candy.”

©rissouu 2023
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may i request cockwarming with Levi pls 👄

☆—Cock warming with Levi Ackerman— ☆
kinda fluffy hehe :3
You and Levi hadn’t seen each other since 7am this morning, it’s now 8pm and you’re exhausted, you’ve been training with cadets since the early hours, and a little worried since Levi has been in his office all day. You know he’s tired, he always pushes himself. You let out a sigh and walk into your shared bedroom, preparing to take a shower and go to bed. You frown, missing the presence of your stubborn but loving boyfriend and decide to go to his office.
You knock a few times, worrying he may have fallen asleep at his desk since there’s no immediate answer. “Baby, you in there?” silence, just as your about to turn around you here him mumble “come in.” You walk in and find him hunched over what looks like hundreds of documents, you frown slightly and walk over to his desk. “don’t push yourself, Levi” you say softly, he sighs and leans back into his chair, closing his eyes. You walk over and turn his chair stepping in-between his thighs and he latches onto your waist as you run your fingers all around his scalp. “why don’t you come to bed” you say quietly, scratching Levi’s undercut, he puts his chin on your tummy and looks up at you and sighs through his nose, “I suppose.”
And that’s how you find yourself underneath the covers, tangling limbs with Levi, sharing kisses and sweet words. Your head is lying on Levi’s chest as his hands find refuge underneath your (his) shirt, drawing random shapes on your lower back. Your plush lips meet Levi’s and he deepens the kiss by swiping his tongue across your bottom lip, and you obey, opening your mouth and massaging his tongue with yours. Both of you are grunting and moaning softly into the kiss. Levi throws your leg over the side of his waist and rests his hand on your lower back. “m’sleepy” you whisper, breaking from the kiss, resting your head back onto his chest. You notice Levi is poking your side and you look down and see his pants are very tight. He notices and grabs your chin to look at him, “don’t worry about it, get some rest.” He whispers as he brings your face back into his chest. Now, you know Levi is stressed, so you wanna be a nice girlfriend and relieve some of his stress but you’re oh so tired, and you can imagine he is as well, so you don’t really want to ask him to have sex. So you think try cock warming him instead!
Your hand glides down his chest, slipping under his shirt and you caress his tummy. You go even lower, reaching his happy trail and you run your fingers through it, occasionally slipping the slightest finger under his waistband. His breath hitches and he grabs your hand. “wanna cock warm you” You say very sleepily, Levi just looks at you, sort of a silent plea as if he’s begging for you to just slide onto his cock. He kisses your neck as your hand goes lower, slipping into his boxers as you pump his cock a few times, smearing pre cum over his tip. Levi groans into your ear as he licks a stripe up your neck and nips your earlobe. Levi slips his hand into your panties and starts to work you open, rubbing circles on your clit while pumping a finger in and out. “so wet baby, haven’t even touched you much” you whine at his words and shove his pants down just so his cock sticks out and you position it in front of your hole. Levi pulls your panties off and grabs his cock from your hand, pumping it a few times making sure it stays hard as he slowly, pushes his tip in. The head of his cock alone is enough to make you whine. the stretch is immaculate as he pushes him self in more, you both groan in unison as he bottoms out completely.
you and Levi lock lips once more and he bites your bottom lip as he pulls away. “m’sleepy too” he says barely above a whisper, winking and yawning. The feeling of your limbs being wrapped up with Levi’s, the warmth of it all and the fullness of his cock stuffing you is just heavenly. Levi pulls you closer as he pulls the comforter up higher on you both. You lay your face into his chest as he caresses your head, fingers running through your scalp. You both slowly drift off to sleep, happy you got to spend this needed time with your boyfriend.
And you know, Levi will probably give you a lot more in the morning ;)
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Hange: "What's your type?"
(y/n) looks over at Levi scrubbing the floor aggressively with a biggest scowl on his face
(y/n): "I don't even know at this point."
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small angsty bite of love for the last episode. spoilers.

jeans hands gently move over your body, taking all the time the world he doesn’t have as he buckles in your straps. the others were rushing to get ready, the sound of leather and metal clashing together — only to be drowned out by the rumbling outside.
“jean, we have to hurry.” you could hardly contain the panic in your voice. his harness was already on, he had thrown it on before turning to help with yours. all he does is look up from where he’s kneeling, quietly buckling the belt before rising back up.
“i know.” he says as he cups your face, worry lacing all of his features. his forehead leans down against yours, taking a steadying breath. “can we just pretend for a minute?”
“pretend?” you breathe back, the sound of everyone else drowning out behind you. jean always had that effect — making you feel like the two of you were the only people in the world. if only that were true.
“that this might not be the last time we see each other.” he pulls back and searches your eyes for something. “that the world isn’t ending and we are just two people who are in love.”
“jean.” you all but whisper, touched by his small proclaimation. your heart breaks as you watch his face show you something so vulnerable, something you haven’t seen in so long. the stoic mask he had been wearing the last few months was washed away by a dose of fleeting reality. “yes. we can pretend.”
without another word, he leans in to kiss you. surprisingly, it’s slow. taking all the time in the world to glide his lips over yours. the horrors from the real world slip away as you walk into this land of make believe.
but reality was cruel. armin clearing his throat breaks the illusion with a look of regret and sorrow. jean casts you one last warm smile, small enough to break through that mask before the walls inside of him are back up and you have to go face certain hell together.
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first kisses || levi || drabble
fluff
aot masterlist
when he kisses first
❥ he wraps his hands around your waist, a slight blush on his cheeks but regardless his lips land on yours
❥ its probably something short, but when he pulls away his hands stay resting at your hips and you notice the blush has reached his ears
❥ “was it alright?” he looks away and tries to contain his blush. you smile; cupping his cheek you respond, “kiss me again”
when you kiss first
❥ you wrap your arms around his neck, keeping him in place while you place kisses on his cheek, then jaw, then finally his lips
❥ they’re softer than you imagined and are pleased when he kisses you back
❥ you pull away and his lips follow yours, when you smile at this you peer up at his face;
❥ “are you blushing?”
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how would the girls feel about their so participating in no nut november
no nut november, according to your aot girlfriend!
18+ | MDNI | NSFW
(pretty tame but still, also ymir & historia are vague but written with female readers in mind, no i won’t change it and no i won’t apologize.)
mikasa thinks you’re idiotic for wanting to do something like this. not that she thinks you don’t have any self control, more or less she knows you don’t want to have any. she’s pretty blunt about the whole thing, telling you you’re going to fail. she puts money on it.
sasha mainly knows about nnn because of connie and his incessant blabbing. she wants you to ‘win.’ but per her rules, that rules out any act of sex. she can’t possibly be the reason you lose! its the ultimate mind game. you bust a nut or you don’t get close at all, there’s no in between.
annie, like mikasa, bets against you. she berates you and laughs at the idea but ultimately encourages you just so she can prove you wrong. there’s no way you’ll last the month. she’s just waiting to catch you slacking so she can shove it in your face.
historia’s got the wrong idea but she’s got the right spirit. she wants you to, like, ‘better’ yourself and practice self discipline but you can’t expect her to keep her hands to herself. she encourages you verbally about lasting the month but her actions are a direct contradiction. she’s a sweet teaser, nothing extreme, just enough to make your mind wander.
ymir takes it as a personal challenge when you announce your participation in nnn. it’s the ultimate opportunity for her, to get you off as many times as she can. she’s a wonderful girlfriend, always respecting you when you say no to her advances. but that never stops her from teasing you.
hange surprisingly has never heard of the challenge but she encourages you to take part in it if you want. she’s curious too, about how long you’ll last and what will make you cave in. she decides to join in on your challenge, determined to beat you even if she isn’t entirely clear on the rules.
pieck giggles at you and pokes fun at the ridiculous idea. she doesn’t believe in you, whatsoever. she doesn’t even have to worry about purposefully trying to make you lose, she knows your willpower is weak when it comes to her. so, she enjoys the ride and waits for you to beg her to help you out.
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part 8 - Heaven
attack on titan modern college au // Jean Kirstein x fem!reader
summary: you and Jean finally get down to it😏 that’s it, this chapter is porn with a hint of plot hehe
notes: 18+! pure smut, explicit language, dirty talk, Jean just being the soft dom that he is, a lot of praise and begging, mentions of masturbation, oral (m receiving), p in v and cum all over the place lol
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Jean felt like he was in a dream. He woke up in the middle of the night to your body tightly swaddled in his arms, melting into him. It felt so unearthly yet so natural, your warmth and sweet scent made him feel like he was still dreaming as he slowly gained consciousness.
The room was pitch black, but Jean was still aware of every part of your body as they intertwined with his. You faced him, your arm wrapped around his torso, legs completely tangled with his, your face buried into the crook of his neck. Hot air tickled the sensitive skin of his neck with each one of your slow breaths as you slept, sending heavenly tingles down Jean's spine. He tightened his arms around you, pulling you into an even closer embrace by your waist.
Jean felt your breathing hitch as your chests pressed together - he could even notice the suddenly sped up beating of your heart, pounding so close to his, he felt himself soften with contentment.
"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you up" Jean whispered against the shell of your ear as you rubbed your eye, feeling small goosebumps appearing on your bare skin under the palm of his hands. You let out a quiet whimper as his hot breath sent shivers through your body, slowly realizing the delightful warmth surrounding you was not because you joined Jean's ethereal dream, but because you were, in fact, in the tight safety of his strong arms.
"It's okay, Jeanbo" you mumbled and Jean let out a soft chuckle, tingles heating up his core once again when you returned the tight hug with a small moan. He just felt so freaking good. "You didn't wake me. I think I'm still dreaming"
"We're in the same dream then" Jean murmured and tried to shift his hips a little further away from you, but it was too late - you already felt his hard-on poking against the fabric of your panties.
"Mhmm" you let out a sigh as you instinctively pushed your hips back into his bulge, Jean's groan just adding even more fuel to the fire quickly forming inside of you.
"Stop" he whispered, then quietly chuckled again as your body instantly followed his pelvis trying to move away from you. The darkness of the room hid your smile, your fingers digging into Jean's tensing biceps as you both felt like you were floating in a hazy and electric, lust-filled dream.
You had only one thing on your sleepy mind as you felt the heat of Jean's bulge between your legs, and you were trying to get it at whatever cost.
"Why?" a desperate whine escaped your throat as you were trying to whisper, your hips rolling into Jean's with a similar despair. His eyes rolled into the back of his skull at the feeling - your eager little sighs and whimpers drove him absolutely crazy, but he still sank his fingers into your hips to keep them from moving.
"Cause I said so" he smiled, lips brushing against your cheek as he leaned close to you. However you tried to move them, his strong hands kept your hips still.
You swiftly pushed yourself up from the mattress, knowing exactly where to reach to turn on the night lamp above your bed. As warm light suddenly filled the room, you looked at the man in front of you, his eyes sleepy and narrow as he squinted, but glistening with arousal, cheeks flushed, his skin hot as his strong muscles held onto you tightly. Jean pulled you closer as he searched your face for a reaction.
"You're so hot, I hate you" you mumbled with a painful agony in your voice. You wanted him so bad - you currently ovulating probably didn't help the situation, you just felt like a damn animal in heat. Jean laughed softly, his nose nudging your chin.
"You turned on the light to tell me that?"
"I turned on the light to see your stupid pretty face" you spoke quietly, biting back your smile as you stared into each other's eyes, your fingers making their way on his face to gently caress his cheek. "But it's way worse now"
"Worse?" Jean smirked, then grabbed your sides to swiftly flip you around. You let out a sigh as he manhandled you, pulling you into him to spoon you from behind, and you felt your core tingle at the heavenly feeling of his lips nibbling on your ear. "Did my stupid face turn you off?"
"No, it—it made me even more wet" you whispered and your eyes fell shut as Jean gently bit your earlobe with a shit-eating grin. He knew exactly how desperate you were to get it - he felt how hot and squirmy your body got under his touch. But teasing you was a bad habit of his he simply couldn't help.
"No naughty stuff, remember?" he replied softly with a smug smile and another painful whine escaped your mouth as your hips rolled back into his growing boner. You could feel he wanted you just as much, yet still refused to give in, driving you fucking insane. "This is an innocent sleepover. Your pussy—" His fingers ran along your bare waist, down to the soft fabric of your cotton panties, ever so gently teasing you through it, the light touch on your clit making you squirm. "—is not allowed to get wet"
"Fuck me, please" you whined and Jean's head started spinning, his fingers digging into your hips as he growled and his teeth sank harder into your earlobe. Hearing your sweet voice talking dirty was one thing that made him instantly lose control. "I need you so bad, Jean, please"
Jean was trying to sober up, his conscious self telling him to stop, but his hips bucked on their own, grinding into yours from behind.
"Feel what you do to me" you grabbed his hand, guiding it up to your stomach, then slipped it down into your panties, between your wet folds, making Jean moan out loud. "You made such a mess of me"
"You're soaked" he grinned as you turned your head to look at him, mocking you with a playful glint in his hazel eyes. "Are you really this desperate for me to fuck you?"
"Fuck you" you moaned as you furrowed your brows, growing frustrated at his mean remarks, though you still bucked your hips against his hand, trying to ease the growing tension in your core. "This is all your fault, I—I hate you so much"
"You hate me, huh?" he smirked while you were practically riding his hand, his achingly erect cock poking your backside. Your desperate humping paired with your cursing made him throb in his boxers, the same way the first time he got off to your annoyed words through the phone. "Why's that?"
"Cause you won't fuck me" you gritted your teeth, words spilling from your mouth with a painful whine. "You know exactly how much I crave you... I want it so—so—"
"Use your words, pretty girl" Jean spoke softly, sliding his fingers back and forth between your wet lips with agonizingly slow motions. "What do you want?"
"I want you inside of me" you moaned, heat spreading across your cheeks.
"You want to be stuffed full of my cock, huh?" his mind darkened hearing your begging whimpers, your voice finally fogging his mind with a lustful haze. "Do you touch yourself thinking of me fucking you?"
"All the time" you nodded as your low-lidded eyes bored into his, memories flooding your brain of every single heated moment you spent in your dorm alone, thinking back to Jean's swollen cock spurting hot cum all over your tongue and face. Although now Jean’s fingers sent way more intense waves of pleasure through you than your eager little fingers could - even if he moved painfully slow on purpose.
“Yeah? You came all over your pretty fingers f’me?”
“Yeah. A lot” you whispered, Jean’s eyes devouring the aroused blush gracing your beautiful face.
"You're a dirty girl" he mumbled against your hot cheek, his soft lips sending shivers down your spine. “Y'want me to fill this messy little pussy?"
You moaned out loud. "Yes, please"
"What's with the fuck you's and I hate you's now?" Jean grinned as his smug smirk burnt your cheeks even more. He was such a bully. As much as he loved seeing you get irritated and bossy, cussing out of aching sexual frustration, he also loved to exploit your state, teasing you for being so fucking desperate for his cock. It filled his mind with a dark cloud, wanting to ruin you and overstimulate your senses until you forgot your name.
"Fuck you" you squinted your eyes in response, biting back your smile as you saw his grin get dangerously devious. You already knew you'd love being a brat for him as you looked at his eyes go dark and his demeanor get calm and stern.
"Watch your mouth, or I'll have to stuff that with something first”
"Oh, look who got so strict all of a sudden" you sneered at him, but yours was met with an even more devilish smile.
Your mouth was stuffed full with his cock in no time. Your back pressed against the side of your bed as you were kneeling on the floor between Jean's legs, your fingers clung onto his big thighs that pressed your upper body into the mattress behind you. His fingers intertwined with your hair as he moved his hips, pushing the sensitive head of his cock past your pretty lips over and over again, trying not to lose his head and push too deep as your jaw struggled to get accustomed to his size. Your big doe eyes blinked up at him, glistening with tears as you got too greedy taking his length, and his heart fluttered in his chest as he realized — he was fucked.
He was in love with you. There was no doubt in his mind anymore.
"Not so fast, love" he tried to pull his hips back as his thumb caressed your cheek, but you moved your head forward to follow his motion, trying to push all of his length into your mouth. You wanted him in your throat. "Hey— careful"
You moaned around his dick in disapproval. Jean shifted his pelvis to pull out, give you a little break, but as soon as his swollen tip left your lips with a quiet pop, your hands already grabbed on his shaft to guide him back where he belonged.
"But I need it"
He let out a soft chuckle, then grasped your wrists to quickly pin them to the mattress, right behind your head.
"Need it, huh?" Jean found you simply adorable. You squirmed impatiently on your knees as he smiled down at you, large fingers gripping his own length, slowly dragging his wet, warm tip along your face. Your tongue automatically hurried to lick his balls, your lips quickly sucking one in your mouth and you moaned at the feeling, your brain melting as Jean's deep grunt hit your ear. He tried hard not to lose his sanity as he glided his sensitive head down your cheek, right to your lips, your mouth obidiently opening. He slapped his heavy cock on your tongue with such loving eyes, you wanted to devour him whole.
"You'll always get everything you want from me, pretty girl" Jean said in a low voice, his fist holding your hair out of your face as you blinked up at him with big, glittering eyes.
"Fuck my mouth, then" you whispered, and his head started spinning. "Please"
"Open" he spoke softly as he pressed his tip to your lower lip and you opened your mouth with a beaming, grateful glint in your eyes, silently thanking him. He saw stars as he pushed past your lips and they wrapped around his sensitive head with such anticipation, your tongue swirling around it, so warm, so welcoming... He couldn't help moaning. "Pretty little mouth feels so good, baby..."
"Mhmm" you responded with a muffled moan as a pool of wetness started to form in your cute panties between your legs, Jean's hard cock filling your mouth so deliciously. You were surrounded by his strong muscles and his scent, making your mind go fuzzy. You felt his fingers tugging on your hair as he moaned and started to push his cock deeper into your mouth, slowly but surely forcing his length down your throat, getting lost in the pleasure you provided him. Just like you wanted him to.
You gagged a little as his swollen tip hit the back of your throat and he groaned loudly. Tears filled your eyes as you looked up at him, silently begging for more. Jean's head buzzed with pleasure as he kept moaning your name, one hand restraining your wrists, one keeping your head in place while he was thrusting his hard cock down your throat over and over again as it clenched around him. Your whole body burned in arousal, gladly struggling not to gag with every push of his pelvis.
"You're doing so good, baby— Breathe through your nose" he murmured and you felt your wetness soak through your panties as he slowly fucked your mouth, his fat tip dragging against your warm tongue. Your sight of him was restricted as your nose pressed into the trimmed hairs at the base of his cock with every thrust. "You wanted this, right? Get your throat fucked like a greedy little slut, huh?"
Jean pulled back a little to look at your face for a reaction and give you a little break. You could almost see small little hearts gleaming in his hazel eyes as he looked into yours, streams of tears soaking your face on both sides, your lips swollen and wet with your saliva, drooling on his thick cock as you nodded frantically in response. What a beautiful mess.
"Yeah, you did. But I'm making you cum first"
Of course the inevitable happened.
Jean grabbed and lifted your body, laying you down on your bed as if you weighed nothing. You gripped the fabric of his shirt as he hovered over you, his lips hungrily moving down between your breasts. Gorgeous, eager light brown eyes shot up to yours when you stopped him from going down on you. "No—"
"What?"
"I want you inside of me" you blurted out, your cheeks burning as your own filthy words reached your ears. "Now"
"I'm not fucking you without eating you out first" Jean slowly shook his head, holding back his grin as he glanced at your desperate expression.
"Jean, please—" you cried out and he couldn't help letting out a small chuckle. "I'm begging you, please, please just fuck me already"
And how could've he resisted those big, glossy eyes of yours, pleading for him to stuff you full of his cock, heavy and aching to reach your deepest, most sensitive parts..?
"Do you want me to fill this pretty little pussy?" Jean's eyes sent shivers down your spine as they darkened on you. You watched the muscles of his broad shoulders tense as he lifted his body, the beautiful edges of his face get closer to you as he leaned over you.
"Yes, please" you mumbled before his soft lips grazing yours made you quietly whine. The hot skin of his large hands left your body as he rolled off of you, getting out of bed to get his backpack.
"Wait a minute"
"No, wait" you blushed at what you were about to suggest. "I wouldn't mind... Uh, can we..."
Jean's movements stilled and he blinked at you, watching your pretty lips form into words that were music to his ears.
"I'm clean and you are, too—"
"I am" he cut you off and his dick throbbed at hearing your sweet voice asking him if he could fuck you raw. "You want to do it without—?"
"Yeah" you nodded as your face burned with a flustered, but excited heat.
Jean felt like he was in heaven. Your gentle little fingers felt like heaven as they moved up his body, helping the rest of his clothes off of him, the warmth of your soft breasts felt like heaven as his chest pressed into it, just like your thighs as his fingers digged into their soft skin, pressing them up and apart to grind his achingly erect cock on your clothed, wet heat.
“Oh my god— Jean” you whimpered, your eyes glued to the delicious movements of his pelvis, the muscles of his core flexing as his thick cock rubbed into you, leaking precum on your wet panties. The heavenly friction and his deep groans vibrating on your neck started to drive you insane. “Uh—hhplease”
“You soaked through your cute little panties, huh?” Jean’s lips curved into a proud smirk as he looked at the huge wet spot on the fabric, slipping his pink tip underneath.
“Holy—fuck” your eyes squeezed shut at the sensation, his cock sliding through the slick between your lips making both of you feel dizzy. “It’s—hah—because of you”
“Yeah? Are you this wet just f’me?” Jean moaned as his lips hovered above yours, and you could swear you were melting under his pretty eyes.
“Yeah” you whimpered.
“Let’s take this off of you” his index finger hooked into the hem of your panties, and you lifted up your hips in anticipation.
You were finally fully naked in no time, the pair of panties falling to all the other pieces of clothes jumbled on the floor. Jean sat back for a moment, admiring the beautiful art that was your naked body as the night lamp bathed it in warm light, spread out in front of him like a ravishing painting, making him fall in trance.
“You’re breathtaking” his fingers gently ran along your thighs and spread them apart as you blushed and tried to close them in embarrassment. “No, no… Don’t cover your face, angel”
“Your eyes are burning me” you chuckled behind your fingers and the warmth on your cheeks turned even hotter as Jean leaned over you, grabbing your hand from your face.
“Good, keep your pretty eyes on them” he mumbled, then kissed you as his fingers intertwined with yours.
You moaned into Jean’s mouth, slowly kissing and holding hands while his hips rutted into yours. You lost all sense of reality as you felt your bodies melt together, tongues twirling around each other, whispering quiet, sweet little words to one another, lips and hands wandering around to caress each other with such care and affection, it simply made you feel so in love.
The impatient urge you felt earlier turned into a tight, warm knot in your core as Jean pressed his tip to your drenched entrance.
“It’s not gonna fit” you let out a painful chuckle as you both glanced down at the messy wetness where your bodies met. Jean positioned himself to be comfortably set between your thighs.
“It is, we’ll make it fit” he reassured you. “I’ll go slow, okay?”
“Okay” you blinked up at him as he smiled, eyes flicking down to your lips, swollen and glistening from kissing.
“Just kiss me”
Making out did make it seem a lot easier, immediately. With every soft move of Jean’s lips, every swirl of his warm tongue, the slick between your legs grew more and more. The head of his cock pressed into your entrance just right, kissing it gently with every small thrust of his hips.
“You don’t have to be so slow” you whined quietly and Jean smiled at your desperate tone against his lips.
“Sshhh, it’s okay, baby” he replied and one of his fingers slipped into your mouth. You sucked on it obediently, your fingers digging into the large muscles of his back while Jean pushed just a little bit more into you. “S’that feel good?”
“Mm yeah—more please” you moaned and Jean tried to keep his composure. Your desperate moaning and whimpering drove him crazy, he had to gather all his strength to keep from mindlessly drilling his cock into you.
"Holy shit— You're so tight, baby" Jean grunted and you hissed as his fat tip pushed through the tight ring of muscles. "Does it hurt?"
"Just—just a little bit. Please don't stop" your voice was shaky from the pent-up frustration, and even though Jean being so caring made you even wetter, you wished you could already feel all his length inside you.
"I'm sorry, pretty" he laid a small kiss on your cheek and your hands slid down to his hips, gripping into them as they moved with a steady pace, thrusting his cock deeper and deeper into you as your walls molded to his girth. “You're taking me so well..."
"Jean it—it feels so good"
"Yeah? I'm making this pretty tight pussy feel good?" he groaned into your mouth as you eagerly tried to kiss him, your pussy squelching around him with a filthy sound while you nodded frantically. "Aw am I stretching this wet little cunt so good? Take it, pretty girl"
The truth was, you both felt like you were in heaven. The intimate and affectionate, quiet little moments turned hurried and passionate as Jean fucked you, your legs wrapped around him as his hard cock split you open, dragging along your drenched walls with such pleasurable strokes, both of your heads started swirling. You didn’t even notice how loud the lewd mixture of the wet squelching and your moans and groans got - but you wouldn’t have cared anyway.
“Wet little pussy’s stretching around me so well” Jean’s devious smile just made your brain even mushier, turning off completely as you clang onto his strong arms for dear life. “Y’like getting stuffed full of my cock?”
“Y—yeah” you whimpered, but you didn’t even know how you got that one word out. Jean’s thick and rock-hard length moving in and out of you sent a pleasure through your whole body you’ve never felt before.
“Look into my eyes, pretty” he hummed, but the sight of your lashes fluttering up at him, big doe eyes sparkling, cheeks and lips hot and flushed made him come dangerously close to the edge already. Jean moaned your name as he slowed his thrusts down, burying his face into the crook of your neck. He couldn’t cum so fucking fast.
"Don't stop, baby" you whined, being so close to your peak yourself as your hips bucked up, desperate for more of him inside you. "You're gonna make me cum"
"I can't hold it much longer" Jean mumbled into your ear and you sank your fingers into the tense muscles of his ass. Weirdly, that statement alone would’ve been enough to make you cum. There was something so endearing and arousing about being pinned to the mattress by such a big, strong man, and making him feel so good that he just can’t keep himself from cumming.
"I don't care” you replied, your eyes pleadingly piercing through his. “I want you to cum all over me"
"Oh, fuck” Jean moaned as your soft lips grazed his, his hips picking up a faster pace once again as your words darkened his mind, making him chase his high. He felt your pussy clench around him as his cock pounded into you, hitting all your sensitive spots so perfectly, the knot in your stomach came undone incredibly quickly. “Thaaat’s it… Cum all over my cock, my gorgeous girl”
“JEAN” you cried out as your orgasm washed through you, the crushing wave of pleasure sending you in a dimension that was unknown to you up to this point. Jean’s hard cock fucked you through your peak, and as his arms kept your trembling legs spread wide open, you lying in front of him as a flushed, drooling, babbling mess, your perfect tits bouncing with each thrust of his hips - he couldn’t hold it any longer, either.
“You’re making me cum, baby…”
“Cum—HA—all over me, pretty boy” you panted and watched him push himself up, big hands gripping your thighs as he stuffed his cock into you, messy, ashy brown strands of hair falling to his face and movements becoming sloppier as he looked at your fucked out expression. You’ve never seen a sight so fucking hot. “Make a mess f’me, Jean”
Jean glanced down at your wet folds swallowing his cock, creaming around him so beautifully and his eyes darted right back at yours as he was trying to comprehend the perfect fucking dream that was you lying in front of him. Your eyes sank deep into each other and that was it - an intense white pleasure blinded him as he pulled out, moaning your name and jerking his cock as white ropes of cum spurted all over your body with such force, the skin of your tits, your stomach, the soft lips of your pussy all glistened with his semen.
“Oh my god” you muttered as your fingers quickly moved to gather his hot cum, Jean breathing heavily as his muscles relaxed, completely spent and exhausted. His hands ran along your thighs before his thumb found its way to your sensitive clit, rubbing slow circles on it as both of your wetness mixed.
“You’re fucking perfect”
“D’you promise we’ll do more of that?” your eyes were bleaming with such joy, Jean let out a quiet laugh. He leaned down to press a sweet kiss on your adorable lips before responding. “If we go back to sleep now…”
“I promise, pretty girl” Jean’s heart fluttered at the sight of your smile and your fingers smoothed a few strands of hair out of his handsome face, still warm and blushed. “Now let’s get you cleaned up”
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𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 (𝟐) 𝐂.𝐒𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫

☆ summary : Short p2 of the first Intoxicated
☆ parings : plug connie x blackfem reader.
☆ wc : a little until 700
1:30 am
con
Come outside.
yn
It's mad late, hell nah
con
YN don't play with me.
I told you I was coming
yn
So?
You chuckled softly as you slipped on your cozy slippers, making your way to the main door of your dorm. Connie had been outside for a while now, but you hadn’t felt like getting up until just a few minutes ago. As you opened the door, he stood there with a black plastic bag in hand, likely filled with food or ice cream—either way, you knew he’d share. “Why you leaving me out here in the cold?” Connie asked, a teasing smile on his face.
“Because I’ve been waiting for you since ten,” you replied, turning to lead him inside, back to the dorm that had become so familiar to him. “YN, you know those parties don’t even start for real until after twelve,” he said, following you. You rolled your eyes, making sure he noticed. He sucked his teeth in response, but you knew he wouldn’t do anything about it.
“Don’t even think about getting on my bed in your outside clothes,” you warned. Connie nodded, already moving to your drawers where he’d started leaving some of his clothes for this exact reason. He grabbed a pair of shorts and a shirt—clothes that you often wore yourself because, honestly, his clothes were basically yours at this point. Without a second thought, he began undressing in front of you, unfazed since you’d seen him naked before.
“You like what you see?” he smirked, clearly enjoying teasing you. You threw a pillow at his head in response, rolling your eyes at his antics. “I bought us some ice cream,” he said, pulling out a pint of Ben & Jerry’s and starting to open it. You stared at it like a hungry little kid.
“Does this mean you passed your finals?” you asked, hoping that he did. Connie nodded, and you rewarded him with a kiss on the cheek. “I’m so proud of you,” you said warmly. He smiled at your praise, leaning in to give you a kiss on the lips in return.
“I already knew you passed— You smart woman,” he teased, making you nod and chuckle. From the moment Connie met you, he believed you were the smartest, most beautiful, and amazing woman he’d ever known. No matter what, you never failed to amaze him—even with simple things like teaching him how to take notes properly or listening to you explain something you were passionate about.
You handed Connie two plastic spoons, and he scooped some ice cream into two cups.“You got my favorite,” you noted, taking your cup from him. He hummed in acknowledgment. “You didn’t tell me how the party went,” you asked, settling onto your stomach as Connie got comfortable next to you.
“It was chill, but I prefer being here,” he replied, his hand slowly sliding up your thigh before giving your butt a light slap. “You think Sasha’s coming home tonight?” you asked, but before Connie could respond, the two of you burst into laughter. You both knew Sasha wasn’t coming home—even if she was there was no way she’d be coming back this early.
“When I was leaving, she was taking shots with a group of random people,” Connie said, shaking his head. You smiled, not because it was unbelievable, but because it was exactly what you expected. “Remember when she introduced us?” you asked. Connie nodded, his spoon still in his mouth. “I remember it vividly. She was showing you off like a trophy, spinning you around and shit,” he chuckled at the memory.
“Now you’re my trophy,” he said, giving your butt a harder slap this time. “Connieee, stop it!” you protested, but he just chuckled, rubbing the spot he’d hit to soothe the sting.
“Are you done yet? I want to cuddle,” you said, already inching closer. Connie placed his cup next to yours on the floor, giving you the green light to lay on top of him. You rested your head on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.
“When we first met, did you ever think we’d end up here?” you asked softly. Connie nodded, not missing a beat. “Mhmm. The second I met you, I knew you were gonna be mine.”.
“Oh yeah?” you asked, looking up at him as he kept nodding. “After you left, I was blowing up Sasha’s phone to get your number,” he chuckled, reminiscing about that day a year ago. “When I’m with you, YN, I feel like a whole new man,” he confessed, his eyes locking with yours.
“You drive me crazy—in so many ways, like sometimes you really be buggin’,” he teased. You scoffed, giving him a soft slap on the shoulder, making him laugh.
Soon, the room fell into a comfortable silence, the only sound coming from your air purifier. Connie’s hand gently rubbed your back as you began to drift off to sleep.
“Goodnight, mama,” he whispered, holding you close.
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