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Sleep over with stalker bestie! Eren
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You got a boyfriend. And to say that Ren was pissed was a damn understatement. He hated that fucking man with every fiber in him. Who the fuck did he think he was? Coming into your life and trying to take his place! He would have to show your boyfriend that there was only one man in your life, and it could be Eren.
It took nothing for Ren to convince you to have a sleepover with him. You actually loved the idea. Getting to spend time with your best friend, and honestly you needed the comfort as you began to feel unsafe in your home.
Your body felt so light as the high kicked in. The shirt you wore starting to rise up your thighs causing Eren to stare. He let the smoke fill his lungs as you laid back against him. A deep chuckle filling your ears as you pushed you down onto your bed so you were laying down. "You feeling it already? We barely smoked anything." Which was a damn lie. He had you smoke three woods back to back, not to mention you were already tired after spending the entire day together running around with him.
"S' easy for you to say. M' tired Rennie." It took everything in him not to smirk as he leaned down to your face, his long brown locks dangling over you. "I know bunny, why don't you get some sleep okay? I gotta make a run so I'll let myself back in if I need to.â He didn't even get a full response, just a small hum before your soft snores filled his ear. He lied that he had anything to do, he just didn't want you to think any different of him for what he was about to do.
His hand slid under the large shirt you wore, the shirt that actually belonged to him that he left last time he stayed over. He just couldn't stop his hands. A nervous feeling started to fill his stomach as he pushed the shirt up, showing off the curve of your ass. Had you not worn any underwear under the shirt? His eyes widened when he pushed it up more and realized you actually didn't. You were practically asking for it, it wasn't his fault.
His dick throbbed with need as he spread the globs of your ass making him gulp. It was just you two in the house, it wouldn't hurt if he maybe...letting his spit drip down onto your hole he practically lost his mind hearing you whimper in your sleep. If Ren knew anything it was when you were high you could sleep through fucking anything, and with how much you smoked earlier he got lucky as hell. He but his lip as he pushed down his boxers, the only thing he was wearing while the two of you hung out in your room. Your oh so prettily decorated room contrasting the disgusting thoughts Eren had about you.
He moved behind you as you slept on your side. His hands lined himself up with your hole and without thinking twice he started to push into you. A whimper almost fell from his lips from how good you felt. Better than any bitch he had fucked before, better than he could have ever imagined. "Can't believe you kept this away from me for all these years." He mumbled to himself as his hips bucked into yours. It was taking everything in him not to fuck you into the mattress. He had to keep some type of restraint if he didn't want you to hate him for this.
"Baby? Mm is that you?" You groaned out as you felt him start to peel your shirt up more . Instead of responding he chuckled, pressing his lips against your neck to distract you. He made his voice a bit higher to see at least somewhat similar to your boyfriend. "Shh, just relax baby. Feel so good don't it? Just go back to sleep." Your head was still feeling so light making the pleasure of him stretching you out. His hand gripped your thigh, lifting it up more for him to push deeper into you. "F-fuck." He groaned out.
He threw his head back while fighting the urge to cum right then and there. "So fucking good, oh my God." His hips rolled having him grind into you. Eyes rolling back, Eren thought he was damn there in heaven. God he couldn't wait until you were back to just being his. He had to get rid of your boyfriend. Maybe he could plant something on him, have Connie and the other get rid of him and then you'll be back to being all his.
His dick throbbed at the thought of finally making you his. He felt a knot in his stomach as his hips sputtered. "Oh God, love you-ngh, love you so much baby." The words came out almost as a whine he came inside you. With a shaky breath he slowly pulled out of you, watching his cum spill out of you. "Shit..."
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°Ëâ§âżâ§Ë° lose it âą e. jaeger °Ëâ§âżâ§Ë°
đ: musician!eren, influencer reader, nipple play, subby eren, footjob, overstimulation, mentions of other suggestive themes, riding, orgasm denial (if you squint)
đ: posted this on Patreon a while back but like with everything I wrote, it got taken down. So here it is again bc this man is on my mind again đ© Iâll be revisiting this au again very soon
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âShit!âprincesssss..oh fuckâŠâ
âEren, babe..you gotta be quiet. Weâre gonna get caught.â
a tall request to ask of your musician husband at the moment but youâd still try nonetheless. Tossing a cupped palm around his mouth, (y/n) (l/n) tried your hardest to stifle those loud moans escaping his lips but to no avail. To think that the same EJ the Don, who was just on stage performing and rapping the most obscene lyrics..had now been reduced to a babbling mess by his pretty little wife. Truthfully though, you were just biding your time until you could get him all to yourself. See, the two of you had entered into a contract for the duration of his international tour and your group, the Pole Assassins, would be hoping his collective, Dead Boys. This was following the aftermath of a scandal with another artist who refused to allow you to be the main dancer on his stage. Naturally, it was all of you or none at all. So your husband, entering a new era with his artistry..wanted you to be around for the journey. Although you were hesitant, and felt as if his fanbase wouldnât be receptive to it, you were completely wrong. From the states to Europe, you girls were the talk of the entire performance. Whilst Eren and the rest of his crew swooned sultry lyrics during slower tracks, you all were right there twirling above themâŠdoing unbelievable stunts. When it came to more high energy joints, youâd rejoin them and mirror that of the girls in the strip club. There was one track in particular where you and Eren had a solo stunt. Youâd climb to the top of the pole and when the beat dropped, youâd come down split leg into his lap as he sat in a chair with his thighs spread wide. Money would fall from the ceiling and accompany you. It was a variation of your infamous Kiss of Death that had gone viral countless times. Youâd even have segments where youâd invite fans up on stage to try and mimic your movements and theyâd have a blast. Especially at the 18+ shows. Not to mention all of the offstage antics between your groupsâŠeven your manager, choreographer friends and hairstylists were on the trip and it was a ball. Needless to say, all of you were having a good time!
however, fans began to notice that a new sound wasnât the only change in EJ. His appearance was different as well. His skin seemed to glow something serious. His once defined abs were back and his outfits seemed to become a lot more revealing. He was coming out his shirt more; chains banging against his chest during performances and that large collection of tattoos seemed to grow even bigger. Even some of the crewâs wardrobe resembled that of an idol group when they performed together with different variations for each. But perhaps the most noticeable change? Those silver bars protruding from his pectorals. Particularly his nipples! Piercings heâd acquired one night on a whim, when you divulged how sexy theyâd look on him. Granted, it wasnât as if you were pushing the issue or even begging him to but when it came to his princess, heâd all but jump off the edge of the earth to see you smile. Naturally, it was the exact reaction he got too!..you were utterly shocked when he came back to your hotel room, climbed on top of you and began ravaging your body. That night, he fucked you like an absolute dog!..fingers in your mouth as he fed you backshots, placing you into a headlock and even twisting you up akin to a pretzel as he forced you into orgasm after orgasm..pounding your throat from the side of the bed. He even went for some backdoor exploration when he discovered youâd brought an anal plug along for the trip! Youâd definitely had your fair share of wild nights with Eren but this one was insane. Three years of marriage but he was treating you like a slut off of the street..it was so fucking hot! His only explanation? He was egregiously horny after getting his piercings done. All he could think about was getting back to you!
But now, it was time to return the favorâŠright after the show, the two of you found yourselves in (y/n)âs dressing room. Sprawled out on the pink leather couch with his fishnet top ripped around as your tongue swirled around his sensitive buds. Youâd start off by slowly kissing them..licking and lapping. Meanwhile, your acrylic fingertips wrapped around his shaft and stroked it. His cock was seeping with precum and was equally as red as those rhinestones as your outfit for the night. You even made him sit in front of you with your legs coiling his waist as your clear Pleasers rubbed up against his throbbing member..youâd never seen him so overstimulated in your life. You were afraid he was going to bust any second! However, heâd just continue begging for more..panting and whining as you played his most erogenous areas. âBaby..calm down. Someoneâs gonna hear us, okay?â Which was absolutely unfair to ask! He was so damned aroused, he didnât know what to do. Being this vulnerable wasnât typically how you guysâ sex life went. You were normally the one whining and whimpering for more!..but alas, tables had turned.
âB-but I canât..just feels so good..â It was a crime how cute he looked at the moment! Rutting himself into the palm of your hand and biting his lip to attempt to stifle his moans. Youâd make it all but impossible to refrain from reaching climatic bliss when you asked him to lie flat on his back so you could ride him. From the moment you positioned yourself on his crotch, peeling those panties back and sinking his cock into your warmth, you wouldâve sworn that your husband was looking at a ghost. His eyes stretched three times their own size until they eventually rolled back. That thick, heavy ass ricocheting off of his lap as those thrusts got harder. All the while, your fingertips caressed his nipples whilst you finally began deriving your own pleasure. Just the thought of him alone was enough to make you reach ecstasyâŠ
âThen let it out, baby..I wonât hold it against you..â
and the way you were fucking on him, was enough to make him lose it!
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eren hated seeing you around campus. despised it. it made his stomach churn and his face would scrunch up. he was always being unreasonably harsh and cold toward you and it didnt make it any better that you would come around sometimes. it annoyed him so badly. armin would always bring his girlfriend with him whenever they hung out and of course you tagged along.
it was obvious that he wasnt fond of you and others noticed it too. they told you to brush it off and thats just how he is but you were so genuinely confused. you had never even had a clear conversation with the guy and he didnt like you?
it was odd but what were you going to do about it? definitely the least of your worries.
you mostly avoided each other anyway, but you had a few classes with him.
you walked out of class in front of eren and connie with your bsf and she suddenly decides to stop and start a conversation with connie about some party.
you glance over at eren and hes staring at you like he hates you. and he does. he hates your nose, your ears, your lips, your hands and how they hold your bottle, your eyes and how they shift across his whole body, he feels like hes gonna throw up.
his lip twitches and he taps connie on the arm
âim leaving. let me know when your coming back to my room.â
eren brushes past you like you werent even there.
you roll your eyes at how mannerless he is because what have you even done to him??
âąâąâą
what have you done to him?
eren is asking the same question. he rushes back to his room so fast hes almost out of breath. he shuts the door and locks it in a hurry before throwing this backpack on the ground. His hand flys to his dick and he cant hold it in anymore.
what. have. you. done. to. him?
hes so hot all over, his face from the neck down was so pink. he hurried and pulled at his dick to touch around himself. he was already so leaky and he really didnt know why.
he was so mad at you. mad that you were so annoying. mad that you didnt hate him back. mad that he cant stop thinking about you. mad that this isnt your hand on his dick right not. he lets out a saddened whine, his hips rutting up into his own hand as he feels betrayed by himself.
he cant help but think about you, you were just so pretty, and nice, and smart, and sweet. and he is always such an asshole to you.
he thinks back to earlier in desperate trace of his thoughts. your figure pops up and he gasps. your hands look so neat, he wants them all over him. everywhere. anywhere you want. the way your necklace sat just above your round tits had him squeezing his dick harder. that stupid sparkly belly button ring you had earlier ran circles around his mind.
this has been going on for 4 months now and eren literally doesnt know what to do. hes been trying his hardest to let this thing blow over but its killing him. he hates how bad he wants you. needs you.
hes remembers the smell of your perfume when he walked past you. his back arches and his eyes start to roll to the back of his head. you smell so good to him. so sweet. he just wants it all to stop.
even now he wants to stop but theres no way he can. hes so mad at himsel- no, you. he was mad at you. he runs his hand up his dick faster at the way your eyes scaned up and down his body earlier.
âf-fuck.. mmg, sh-âŠpleaseâ he lets out in a cry. he doesnt want to keep doing this.
hes so so close, his head falls back as his jaw drops at the thought of you. mumbling little praises of your name.
but his heart drops immediately and he stops. he thinks he hears something down the hallway to his room. he hears connie and armin laughing loudly and he books it for the bathroom and shuts the door, rushing to turn the shower on. why did he forget armin and connie asked to hang today. do you see what youâre doing to him? his life had never been this difficult.
he heard his roommates open the door still being loud and rowdy.
âyou in the shower eren?â connie yelled through the door
âyea iâll be out in a secondâ eren yelled back
he felt so defeated so betrayed. his dick was so hard and you were the reason he even got in this situation
eren calmed down, showered and joined his friends in his room to end the rest of the day.
the next day rolls around and eren was so tired. he couldnt sleep and he was frustrated coming to class. he found himself losing focus from the professor a lot. looking over to roll his eyes when he sees your little spine tattoo creeping out from under the backside of your shirt.
he tried to ignore the zip of electricity that flew up his spine. he couldnât wait for class to be over. could he leave early? hes going to leave early.
erens body moved before his mind worked and started to put his books away. you glanced up at him watching him ruffle around with his backpack before leaving out of the door.
connie looks over at you and your best friend and shrugs his shoulders at his friends attitude.
you shook your head, it was only like 20 minutes of class left
you turned your attention back towards you professor as he goes on and on about the upcoming test that going to be 45% of your grade.
he assigned âstudy partnersâ and tells the class that you would have to study with this person and turn in your notes in from over the past couple weeks to get 2 free Aâs
you got partnered with eren.
your jaw dropped and you turned to your bsf to beg her to switch partners with you
âsorry y/n i dont think were allowed toâ she said laughing at your irritation
âwhy him of all people he literally hates meâ you said expressively while stuff your laptop away.
âwell truly in my opinion, i think he likes you a little deep down. me and connie talk about it all the time. armin says heâs head over heels and doesnt know how to express it. if armin says that you gotta know its trueâ she said gloating about her boyfriend. you shove her and roll your eyes while she continues to laughs at you
you and armin are good friends, you introduced him to your best friend and he went crazy over her, you trust his words but theres no way.
erens mean, and rude, and mannerless, and cold. theres no way. right??
connie walks over to the two of you and all of you engage in a conversation.
âhey connie do you have erens number? i need to to tell him about us being partners and ask him when he wants to study.â you ask
âuh here, not sure if hes going to respond though. sometimes i dont even know if the dude remembers he has a phoneâ connie ridicules.
âthanks anywaysâ you say mentally sighing while they make you feel worse about the matter
they continue to conversate as you try texting eren. âhey eren its y/n. were study partners in class and we get 2 Aâs for turning in our study papers over the few weeks. do you have time to study soon?â
he reads it
you wait, 2 minutes, 4 minutes, 8 minutes. what the hell? you turn to the long conversation with connie and shove your phone in both your friends face
âhe literally left me on seen. and im just trying to get our work done whats up with him?â you say distraught
connie laughes. âhes never even seen my message that quick so be happy for thatâ they were both being so unserious about how rude he is and it makes your blood boil everytime
âany idea what i should do now?â you turn to ask him truly defeated
âhonestly just go to his room. heâs probably not doing anything anywayâ connie takes your hand and writes their room number down on it
âim gonna stay at sashaâs tonight she wants to do a movie marathon so call me if he starts getting out of handâ connie adds
you sigh and turn away from them to find their door
âgood luckkkkâ your bestfriend yells out.
you find his dorm relatively fast, its the same building as yours just a floor or two below where you are.
youre standing infront of their door truly just wanting to leave but the quicker you finish studying, the quicker you can leave him the hell alone.
you knock on the door and he opens it quickly
the door whips open and you get hit with a smell of very faint weed, fresh linen, laundry, and cologne
he was standing there towering over you with his hair in a messy bun and was wearing a white compression shirt with black sweats.
his green eyes narrow at realizing its you, his face still blank and you cant read it
âwhat?â he said running his hand over the top half of the door frame
he was so much taller than you
âdid you see what i texted you, is it okay that im hereâ you ask looking deeply into his green eyes
âhow did you know where my room was ?â he always sounds so upset with youâ
âconnieâ you only say equally sounding upset
âi mean youre already standing in front of my doorâ he walks away from the door leaving it open and walking further into his room
your body flare with irritation and you step inside the cold room shutting the door behind you
he slumps down on the edge of his bed and you scan the room
its was surprisingly so⊠him. everything in the room fit him down to the random items that peered into his personality and the smell. you loved the smell. it said so much about him. he smells so clean but also mischievous
you walked over to his desk and sat at his chair
you start to take out your notepad and put your glasses on while you immediately start studying
eren wasnt dumb, not in the slightest. you had to correct him a few times which he obviously wouldnt appreciate but thatâs apart of getting this shit done.
there was one formula eren just couldnt get through. it was dark outside at this point and the anger in erens body was rising
âno eren thats not right try againâ you say calmy although this is the 4th times youve given him a example problem
âwhat are you even doing to get the right answer? the way you formatted it isnt even fucking rightâ eren spat out rude harsh insults through his frustration.
he cant focus and he doesnt know what to do. he cant think straight.
âi am doing it right eren doing fucking question me.â said getting angrier that heâs insulting your intelligence.
âive been sitting here with you for 2 fucking hours trying to get through your shitty attitude because you donât understand. im not your fucking tutor erenâ you said in disbelief
hes gripping his pencil so hard. who do you think you are to talk to him like that? why are you even here right now? why are you dressed like that in his room, your tits are almost spilling out of your shirt and your thighs are squished together in his desk chair giving him so much to imagine
hes ignoring the burn he feels in his body, the ache he feels in his hips. if only you werent here right now.
you look up at his angry eyes. he looking down at you so intensely, hes so red and mad he looks like hes gonna explode
you sigh and scoot closer to him taking his dominant writing hand and holding it in yours and you talk him through the problem, guiding his hand to writing and solving the math problem
hes in disbelief, theres no way youre touching him. hes disgusted, his body isnt though, his dick aches, and his ears are filled with blood.
his hearing fuzzes as the sound of your voice runs through his head and down his spine while his eyes trickle down to your glossy lips, then your pretty collarbones, your tits, your thighs- on my fuck your thighsâŠ
his breath hitches and hes never been this upset with someone. he pushed out of your touch and stands up looking at you like he wants to snap your neck.
you stand up and look at him confused.
âeren..â
âwhat the fuck is your problem y/n?â
âeren what are you even talking about? what the fuck is your problem eren?â you say getting just as mad and stepping closer to him
âyou come in here unannounced without asking and trying to do fucking âworkâ. itâs noticeable youre always trying to be near me and its fucking exhausting. looking so go lucky when you come here claiming to âstudyâ and you dont even know what youre doing. always coming when armin and his gf comes around to piss me offâ eren yells at you with veins popping through his arms. he wants to scream hes so upset.
you genuinely cant believe him right now. what is he even saying?? is he really this entitled? this delusional? youre just as mad as him if not worse.
you step up to him making the gap between you both smaller.
âeren i dont know that the fuck is wrong with you but youre the biggest piece of shit iâve ever met. youre rude and entitled and iâve never had a single reason to care about you enough to want to piss you off. you act like a fucking child with your stupid ass attitude. my friend has a name. i have a name. fucking say it eren.â youre even closer to him now glaring up at his face. you can feel the heat radiating off each other from how mad you both are. his knees buckling from your insults and he doesnt know what to say back
he can smell your perfume, your minty breathe, your oh so pretty eyes and lips, and how your eyebrows narrow up at him with disgust and infuriation.
his breath is laboring but you dont stop. âi cant fucking wrap my head around how shitty you are unprovoked. i cant stand be around you either because you act like such a fucking baby. are you a fucking baby eren? do you want me to treat you like one?â you ask head tilted to really get your point across and stare into his green ones. you were so fed up.
you wait on his response but he just keeps staring at you feeling contradicted.
âfucking answer me erenâ
he cracks before you can even finish his name
âjust fucking-â his hands raised to both your checks and he slams your face into his. its damn near bruising.
youre so surprised and you pull back with a stumble
you look at him appalled and hes breathing so hard. hes scared of you, terrified of your response. why did he do that? WHY did he do that?
hes sure youâre going to leave after that. you step forward towards him and he feels like hes gonna faint.
you watch his eyes drop down to your glossy lips. you smirk at him and grab him by the jaw. his lips part slightly just sitting in your hand you analyze his whole face, his long pretty lashes his faint freckles, and his pink plump lips that are just a tad but dry. he just so thirsty for you. hes been thirsty for the longest.
you let your hand trail around his jaw to the little hairs on the back neck and his eyes flutter while he takes a deep breathe in, inhaling how good you smell
he instinctively leans closer to you just slightly, so desperate he doesnt even know his muscles could move in their own.
his hands are ghosting your hands, he wants to pull you in so bad but hes scared. so embarrassed.
âis that what is is? you want to be treating like a baby?â you ask him, so softly like always. youre always so soft to him. he nods barley enough to fully admit it.
âbut youre so mean you know that eren? you hurt my feelings so badâ you coo so closely to his face he can feel your breath on his lips.
his eyes flutter open to meet yours. your pretty minks blinking so seductively at him. it makes him feel small. ây/nâ he whispers and leans in a little, his hands brushing against yours now
âwanna make it up to me?â is the last thing you say before he cant take it anymore and is kissing you with so much egar that you falter again.
he cant help it. he so badly wants to make it up to you. he wants to show you he can do it. he kisses you so needily you can barley keep up. he rest both his hands on the small of your back trying to resist sending his hands lower. you hum into the kiss and his dick twitches in his pants
your hands make way to his biceps and he relishes in how small your hand is compared to him. youre so much softer than he is. he feels like hes gonna die. your lips are so soft and pillowy he doesnt want to stop kissing you. ever. he his whole body is basically climbing on top of you.
your head is craned up to devour all of his kisses. your hand finds his abs and hes so sensitive for you. you let your hand softly trickle around the expand of his abs through his shirt and he cant help but to tense his body. his lips ghosts over yours as you start to feels how built he is.
âyou were hiding all this from me when you couldve just askedâ you say against his lips. his eyes are closed and hes lost in this thoughts. everything you say has him in a frenzy. he sends a low whine from his parted lips against yours and you back him up to lean him against his bathroom door.
you look at his face from the window light and you didnt realize how pink he is all over. his whole body is blushed.
his tip is sending precum all over his boxers hearing you talk to him. his eyes opened and his back arched up into yours a little when he felt your hand go under his shirt and touch his abs.
he was panting and he couldnt help it. you were scared he was gonna pass out. he was scared he was going to pass out.
he felt your fingertips run from his v-line through his abs up to his very sensative chest. he couldnt help but pull yiu into him more.
he had no space to move. he was wedged between the door and his whole world. you.
you could feel how hard he was through his sweats. his body was so pretty. he was so pretty.
he couldnt get anything out but your name. hes gasping your name and bucking up at the same time.
why does he feel so sensitive with you hes never felt this way with any other girl. and a lot of girls know eren.
but theres always been this lingering attraction to you. and he hated it. or did he? his body couldnt hold it anymore up to about 4 months ago.
your lips found their way to his neck and your hand moves further and further down until your at the drawstring of his sweats. his jaw drops wide at the anticipation.
his head falls back against the door and he cant get anything out.
your tongue is so warm and the way you suck right against the pressure point boiling on his neck has him thinking youre a witch.
you have his body so trained for without ever having knowing it.
you slowly move your hand down his sweats to feel him in his boxers
hes so strained and you can feel how hes excessively leaking into own underwear.
you press your finger to his wet tip and he lets out a heavy moan while pressing himself future into you.
âffuck⊠shit, wait, pleaseâ he voices breathly.
you experiment a little and you run your hand down a tad bit to rub the nervy spot just underneath his mushroom tip and his back is arching involuntarily
âoh right here hm?â you hum
his brow furrows into pleasure as he nods to your question
your lips raise from his neck to kiss along his jaw line. you pull his jaw down again to join your lips together and he hates how obedient he is to you
ây/n, pleaseâ he tried to whisper but it came out strained.
âoh hushâ you kissed him again and hes mewling into your mouth
his whole body tensed and he grips you harder, grabbing at your ass and truly struggling to kiss you back now.
âo-oh fuck-.. y/n i needâŠâ he cant finish his thoughts
âwhat do you need baby?â
baby. you called him baby. in that sweet voice. he feels your other hand grip the small roots of his hair slightly and his eyes roll back.
he cant hold it anymore.
his shaky hands grabs the one down his pants and shoves it to touch the bare skin on his dick. youre shocked upon feeling how much precum he had in his underwear. he moans as you felt him rolling his body into yours trying to catch your lips onto his. he was panting so bad, eyes rolling.
âbreathe babyâ you said close to his ear
2.5 seconds later he was cumming all over your hand. you kissed his face to bring him down from his high, which that only made his orgasm longer. he opened his eyes and looked at you.
how he looked at you now was way different from how he normally looked at you
there were hearts in his eyes and he was still holding your hand so tight.
an idea popped up into your head and you internally smiled.
you pulled your hand out of his pants and stepped away from eren in whole. his body chased yours and walked forward with you.
âw-where are you goingâ he said worried
you said nothing but walked over to his laundry and wiped your hand on his shirts from the basket
you gathered your things and eren rushed to your side
ây-y/nâŠ.â he said in a trailed off voice. he wanted you to stay. do you know hes sorry for how he acted? where are you going? why are you leaving him? he needs you.
âthe test is next month. you need to study that problem without me too so you know how to use that formula.â you said nonchalantly. hes so confused. fuck the formula. you are all he wants. he wants you to teach it to him. youre so smart. smarter than him. youre the only way heâll understand it. he cant learn it by himself.
âw-well were studying tomorrow again too⊠right?â eren asks with pleading eyes. he doesnât understand. he wants you to say yes so bad, he wants to see you again
âuh i dont know eren i have a few guys from the football team that asked me to study with them. maybe after this weekend, k?â you continue putting your things away.
hes staring at you trying to get your eyes to connect with his. he just wants some attention, just wants you too look at him and feel bad for the state hes in. but you never look back at him. why wont you look at him? its frustrating him and he wants to cry
âim gonna leave my part of the notes for this formula here so you can go over it okay?â youre talking like nothing happened. as if you arent breaking his heart right now.
you study with other guys? football guys? guys with an s? how many guys? he feels his heart dropping by the second.
âbye erenâ you say with that pretty smile. youre out of his dorm so quickly. so quickly your scent is still lingering around his room. he feels so dizzy. he walks over to your notes on his desk. your pretty, neat handwriting and your cute highlighted math formulas. his head is swimming with you.
he tries to think of what to do now. he cant figure it out, he feels how sticky his underwear feels and embarrassingly sheds out of them.
he changes his underwear and crawls into his bed. he picks his phone up and changes your number to your name. he texts you âlet me know when youre free.â you look at it and dont reply. he feels his heart wrench.
hes never saved a girls contact in his phone. he scrolls over to instagram and searches your name. he follows you.
the next day in class eren cant help but to sneak looks at you. even connie notices and asks him whats up.
eren brushes his friend off and tries to look forward at his professor.
he sees you more around campus with so many other guys, you still havent texted him back, acknowledged him, nothing.
when you two are standing near each other he feels so small under your gaze.
its been 3 days and its hurting him to breathe at this point.
until, tuesday night you text him and his heart almost jumps out of his body.
âwhat are you doing tonight?â
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Switch Eren who is an absolute simp for reader, being super loud when heâs fucking into her
Who would even write about ere-
I LOVE YOU ANONđđâŒïž
Switch!! Eren who is an absolute fucking simp for reader, absolutely whipped. I cannot stress this enough. Absolutely WHIPPED. Like u see that speech about mikasa in the last rp? he is one obsessed babe. He would go absolutely feral just thinking about you. I just know he was biting the bars of his enclosure so hardđ
Switch!! Eren who tries subtly hinting to you that heâs whipped for u. Even Levi is invested at this point. I just know heâs the type to almost pull out his hair when you walk away, biting his fist from screaming and everything. (Might accidentally transform once or twice when he just got the powers)
Switch!! Eren who at the same time as heâs whipped, just wants to keep you so safe. Someone spoke badly about u? Manâs FIGHTING and heâs got them on the floor or something like âsay it again. Fucking say it againâ
Now onto season four Erenđ
Switch!! Eren who pulls you aside when you have important shit to do just to kiss you, feel you up before you leave him so fucking hot and bothered. Heâs running laps. Might even kick his legs and giggle and twirl his long hair while talking to armin. (âDidnât think youâd say something THAT patheticâ)
Switch!! Eren who finally manages to get a hold of you while youâre doing some rapports with Hanji and he just rips you from your work as he pulls you almost by the hair to his room. Throws you inside and absolutely munches. This man is such a munch I know it. Like Iâm talking he has that pussy DRIPPING down his chin and he doesnât care and just fucking leaves. If he had a beard it would be red like ginger. Omfg cannot get enough of it
Switch!! Eren who is finally done eating you out and you jump at the opportunity to get on top of him(lol if you have the strength after all that) and wrap a hand around his throat as you feel that grumble of his moans get caught. Man might even whimper as you choke him.
Switch!! Eren who is so easily fucked dumb as you ride him. Heâs just nodding and agreeing to everything you say. Heâs whipped. Then you switch positions and man has this pace like LAWD. And heâs loud, so loud. Not just the bed slamming but the whimpering. Man after all that heâs probably gonna be moved to that basement like in season 1 of the new hq. Captain Levi couldnât look him in the eye for a few weeks after that.
Switch!! Eren who finally comes back to his thoughts and he smirk, biting his lip and slaps your ass so hard, yapping about how youâre all his when in reality you have him wrapped around your fingers.
Switch!! Eren who cums inside you, when heâs done youâre gonna pull your doe eyes âmore pleaseâ and man is GONE. Rutting against you like an inexperienced virgin.
But when all comes crashing down heâs a good lover afterwards. Definitely clean you both up and help you to the bathroom.
âStop watching me pee, Erenâ
âYouâre so pretty with those hickeys, and that bed head. Youâre so gorgeous Iâm gonna implode- you-â
âShhh youâre so loudâ
Then thereâs a harsh slam against the bathroom door and a stern shut-the-fuck-up-itâs-4am from Levi
ââââââââ-ââââââââ
AN: Bros the definition of đ love eren though. Thanks for putting the thought in my headđ©âđł ALSO MY FIRST ASK IN SO LONGGGGGG THANKS ANONđ
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Now That We Don't Talk

-> Pairing: eren yeager / gender neutral reader
-> Request: yes / no
-> Word Count: 2K
â·...Summary: you stick to what you know, and what you know is that no one loves you the way eren does.
-> Notes: took a little longer with this one to make sure it's accessible to everyone regardless of their gender ! if i made any mistakes please do let me know ! admittedly not proof read & in lowercase bc i was tipsy when i wrote it and then hung over when i edited it ;-;
â·...Content Warnings: sub/bottom reader. unprotected sex, exes to ?, oral (r giving), mild face fucking/deepthroating, oral fixation is heavily implied, finger sucking, cum swallowing, fingering, use of the nickname 'doll', dacryphilia, dumbification, creampie, implied tummy bulge, light degradation, reader's genitals referred to as: entrance/hole/heat.

you tell yourself that tonight will be different. youâre not hunched over your desk back in your dorm studying. youâre trying new things â like sitting at the makeshift bar in arminâs apartment, nursing a red solo cup of punch as music blares from speakers situated at every corner of the room.
and when someone takes a seat beside you, you indulge in a conversation with them. complaining about how loud the music is turns into sharing trivial facts about your lives. then that transitions into judging everyoneâs costumes for halloween.
you didnât dress up tonight; when you decided to attend arminâs halloween party it was already too late to buy a costume. neither did the stranger whose name you only just realised you never got. so, you both take it upon yourselves to be the judges of everyone else.
which is completely fine until he points out a familiar face. a face you knew youâd run into if you came here. it is his best friendâs house after all. but you make the conscious decision to push that thought to the back of your mind where it belongs. like youâve been doing with every other thought of him.
before coming here, you had asked yourself: âhow do i know when iâve moved on?â and now you have your answer. you know youâve moved on when youâre having fun at a party with someone else. and even if you do run into eren, it wonât bother you.
but, the thing is, it does. it does bother you when those green eyes meet yours. when he has that expression on his face that you canât quite discern. and especially when he turns on his heel, heading towards an empty corridor.
it makes you feel sick to your stomach. which is the only logical reason why you excuse yourself and head in erenâs direction. stopping only when you see him leaning against the door to the bathroom. youâve been here enough times throughout your relationship with eren to know the layout of the apartment to a t.
and neither of you say anything â falling into a staring competition of some sort. both your gazes heavy with emotion. until eren looks away to open the door to the empty bathroom and you follow him inside. trying new things is fun, but old habits die hard.

eren holds your chin in between his thumb and index finger, tilting your head upwards so that your gaze meets his. âfor fuckâs sake,â and he curses, more so to himself than to you, his voice coming out somewhat strained as he speaks, âweâre not playing this game tonight.â
and you swallow hard, leaning in closer against your better judgment, your lips mere centimetres apart. âitâs not like it means anything, right? we broke up, eren.â you counter in a last-ditch effort to save face. this is all your fault, really, you came onto him first, after all, but youâd never admit that.
âthatâs where youâre wrong,â he scoffs, brushing his lips against yours, and you do nothing to resist, âit means everything, and you can call it a mistake inââ instead, you take the opportunity to initiate the kiss. sliding your tongue into his mouth with ease. and as soon as the initial shock wears off eren takes control, tangling his fingers in your hair as he deepens the kiss. itâs wet and rough at first, then gentle and slow, and you feel warmth erupt in your chest.
he has to pull away eventually though and you whimper at the loss of his lips against yours. for a moment it felt as though neither of you needed air, only each other.
âyou know what? i donât care if you think whatâs about to happen is a mistake,â he grunts, his voice husky as he lifts you to straddle him. the pads of his fingers warm against your skin as he holds you in place.
you glance at him through half-lidded eyes, your mind in circles, as you ask quietly, âwhatâŠwhatâs about to happen?â itâs a rhetorical question, obviously, but you need to hear him say it.
eren doesnât give you the answer you expect though. the corners of his lips quirk upwards into a lopsided smirk and he tsks. âone kiss isnât going to make up for everything that youâve done tonight,â narrowing his eyes at you, but thereâs no malice behind the action. â...and if i recall correctly,â he says as he taps your cheek, âyou like to use this little mouth of yours so why not put it to good use instead of bitching at me?â
itâs humiliating, really, how it takes everything in you to stifle a moan instead of some sort of witty comeback. only an hour or two has passed since you two first ran into each other and heâs got you wrapped around his finger all over again.
you can feel the imprint of his erection beneath you. throbbing against the constraints of his sweatpants. and your legs almost feel like jelly â the thought alone of having your mouth around him like that has you throbbing with need.
so, when he nudges your cheek again you scramble to your knees, positioning yourself in between his legs. curling your fingers around the waistband of his sweats and boxers before full-on pulling it down. his cock immediately springing upwards, hitting your face, and smearing pre-cum on your lips.
âif youâre not interested i can...â he teases, purposefully trailing off so that you interject: âno! i... i, iâm interested,â and he nods, clicking his tongue and mouthing what you assume is âget to it thenâ.
you hesitate for another minute or so, heâs just so big you donât know how you ever managed to make it fit! before slowly wrapping your lips around the tip of his cock. itâs hot and heavy on your tongue as more pre-cum leaks out of the slit. and after another brief pause to adjust you begin to swirl your tongue around the angry tip as you slowly take more of his length into your warm mouth.
eren doesnât rush you â he understands that itâs a challenge for you. but if he said that was his only reason heâd be lying. something about the way your lips are stretched around his cock, drool dripping from either side of your mouth, awakens something in him. it makes his stomach twist, makes his cock throb in your mouth some more, and persuades him to bring his hand to the back of your neck, pushing you down further on his cock.
by no means is it rough but youâre still caught off guard. your yelp muffled by his cock. and he smiles down at you, grunting as he controls your movements. the sound of your muffled moans together with his grunts echoes throughout the otherwise empty bathroom.
itâs not long before his cock is hitting the back of your throat with precision each time he thrusts his hips. green eyes fixated on you as you gag around his length, âtake me so well, doll, you were made for this, not for runninâ your mouth,â taking in the way your eyes brim with tears.
he doesnât stop though, not until heâs cumming down your throat, and only then does he pull out with a pop, his cock slick with your saliva. you couldâve stopped him at any given time but you didnât â you even swallowed every last drip of his cum.
eren leans down to wipe the few tears youâve managed to shed, murmuring as he does so, âif i didnât know any better i wouldâve fallen for your little act. all you need is some cock to shut you up, right doll?â and he uses his fingers to make you shake your head âyesâ. âbut not just any cock, you need my cock.â
you donât say anything, simply halfway glaring at him but he smiles because he knows heâs right. all you could think of is him and his stupid face and his stupidly big cock and how dumb you were to break up with him. but then again, you donât even remember why you two broke up in the first place.
youâre dragged out of your train of thought, however, when he lifts you back onto his lap. holding you in the air just long enough to pull down your bottoms so that your bare crotch is flush against his slick cock.
he presses a kiss to your forehead, using one hand to hold you steady on his lap, while the other is dragged along your entrance. and you feel yourself shudder every time one of his fingers ghosts your hole â but thatâs always as far as it goes. so, so close yet so fucking far.
âplease,â you plead, and you almost donât recognize the sound of your own voice. you sound so whiny, so desperate. eren moves his hand away, bringing it up to your face to cup your tear-stained cheek, âyouâve gotta use your words, love, how am i supposed to know what you want when all you say is âpleaseâ?â
you feel like youâre going to lose your mind but you give in to him; you always do. âplease,â you repeat yourself, sounding a little breathier this time, âplease put your cock in me, i need it.â fighting the heat thatâs creeping up your throat all the way to the tips of your ears.
eren pulls his hand back to his chin as if contemplating your request in the most obnoxious way possible. he stays like that for a moment before leaning toward you once more, pressing his finger against your lip. âsay âahâ for me,â he hums, and you do exactly as youâre told albeit somewhat unwillingly.
he flashes you a smile, sliding his finger into your mouth and pressing down on your tongue lightly. ânow get it all wet for, you can do that for me, right?â you nod eagerly, desperate to please him as you begin swirling your tongue around the salty digit.
soon one finger turns into two, then two into three, and then three into four. youâre so passionate about what youâre doing that it almost hurt eren to pull his fingers out of your mouth. but your dissatisfied whimpers quickly morph into a mix of gasps and breathy moans as he sinks his fingers into your throbbing heat one by one. Â
erenâs usually more patient than this but as your desperation for him grows so too does his desperation for you. you barely have time to adjust before his fingers curl inside of you. thick digits working you open while the promise of his throbbing cock is just beneath you.
youâre so close to getting what you want. you feel your heartbeat in between your legs. and when he finally retracts his fingers, you let out a low moan. this is what you've been waiting for.
he slides his hands up to your hips, lifting you to align the head of his cock with your entrance before slowly pushing in. he looks in awe as you sink onto his cock. the more of him you take, the more unfocused your eyes become.
âthatâs it,â he moans as he ruts into you, thoroughly enjoying the way your hands scramble to hold onto his broad shoulders and how the fat of your thighs ripple and jiggle with each thrust. âyou were so mean earlier, but look at you now. you forget all your words when my cock is in this tight hole or down your throat?â Â
you open your mouth to protest because thatâs not true! but only a string of moans and little uh-uh-uhs escapes your kiss-swollen lips. you canât even get a word out as he continues to piston his hips.
âi know, i know,â he whispers into the crook of your neck, bringing one of his hands down to your stomach. âyou want to feel me all the way here, right?â and you shudder at the thought, the implication making you squirm. making you clench harder around his throbbing cock. he takes that as a yes it seems as he continues, âdonât worry, iâll take care of you,â
and he does just that in his own way. continuing to rut into you until youâre sobbing at just how deep he is. you hadnât even realized when you came the first time, your arousal splattered all over his thighs. but what you do know is that it isnât long until youâre both cumming together.
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cw; may appear dubcon, but still consentual, talks about 3somes, unprotected sex, sex toys, daddy kink, crying, and bunny as a pet name
the heavy doors slams behind you before you fall back against it, letting out a low huff from you draining day at work, feeling your emotional battery drip out completely when you hear the crinkling noises of plastic bags being crushed over before a new one being pulled open. thank god. you kick off the dress shoes and haphazardly throw your bag next to the door before groaning and meeting your boyfriend in the kitchen. heâs unloading plastic bags from the grocery store, he mustâve gone shopping while you were at work.
âtireddd.â you groan out to eren before leaning over the counter and resting your face against the cool marble, sighing softly before you open one eye and make eye contact with the man as he stores the rest of the fruits of his labor into the fridge.Â
âi know baby, i know, just give me a sec yeah? then weâll relax on tha couch, mkay?â he says, reaching one hand to gently massage the small of your back briefly before he stores the plastic bags below the counter and fixes the small bun his hair is pulled up into before gently placing his hands on your waist. he stands you up and walks you to the couch, steering you clear of all the furniture in the open floor layout of your home before sitting down on the couch first.
a strong hand grabs you and pulls you down to position you with your head in his lap, the cotton of his adidas sweatpants smooth against your cheek. âblanket or nah?â he asks, one arm on your shoulder and rubbing gentle circles into your sore body.
ânuh uh.â you say and he lets out a low chuckle. he gently holds out the remote to you to let you choose the movie but you shake your head with a yawn. âi feel ya honey, i gotchu.â he says, before selecting tangled from the assortment of your movies. the movie loads up when you tap his thigh. âone sec, bathroom.â you say as you carefully get up and lean down to grab the brunetteâs jaw and pull him into a gentle kiss, smiling softly while you walk back the way you came, going to the bathroom behind the kitchen when you notice one last plastic bag on the counter with a bit of pink to be seen through the translucent material.
you step over the cool hardwood, intending to just put it away when youâre surprised of the contents in the bag. a small, silver buttplug with a smull fuzzy faux bunny tail attached to it stored in a small plastic wrapping. you carefully open it, glancing over the counter and see the back of erenâs head tilted down, presumably scrolling through his phone idly bere opening it.
stepping out of line of sight of the living room, you roll the cool metal in your warm hands before curiosity takes over. you shimmy your slacks down, boxers following before you lean over the counter and spread your ass with one hand. you and eren have never discussed any toys, so the sensation was something you couldnât stop thinking about. after a moment, you finally start to slip the toy inside you, the burn of the gradual increasing thickness of the toy causes you to whine into the counter, and seconds later the burn is gone, replaced by the thinner end of the toy.
your hands reach back to gently feel the fuzzy tail, massaging it gently just to feel it before youâre interrupted by the sound of a throat being cleared. you jolt up, hands knocking the packaging to the ground between you and eren, the universe deciding to incirimate you beyond further repair. âeren⊠thought you were-â
âyou were taking a minute so i wanted ta check on you then i heard a weird noise but i guess i know where it came from.â he trails off, eyes trailing down the curve of your spine to the small cotton tail and he lets out a small groan. âguess you found your gift.â
â...gift?â you whimper out, feeling tears start to well in your wide eyes. your boyfriend had gone out of his way to get you a small surprise to try and expand your horizons in a way youâd like, and you just had to spoil it. you sniffle a bit, letting your face fall down against the cool counter as you feel the tears start to roll. ââm sorry rennie.â you sniffle out, completely unsure what to do while you cry.
ânah nah baby, âs ok, was gonna give it tomorrow, one day aint gonna kill us.â he says, stepping forward to trail his hand up and down your back, hushing you quietly. his hands seem to have a mind of their own though, seeing as they travel past the small of your back to your ass, grabbing the tail on the toy and giving it a little tug.Â
you sobs are choked off by you letting out a yelp and shooting back up to stand, face heating up as you stare straight ahead at the chest of your boyfriend. ât-that wasnât-â
âahh, so yer fakin it hm? didnât sound super upset, moanin n shitâ he says, thumb idly prodding gently at the tail still while you were still unable to meet the eyes of your lover. you shake your head quickly, opening your mouth to protest before its choked off by yet another gasp, one your hands grasping onto the tile that has had many a love filled, home cooked meal rest on it. he lets out a low groan before stepping forward to press your bodies together so you can feel his hard on through his sweats against your own.
you shudder as eren grinds his crotch against your own, the fabric creating a strange friction between the two of you. the man leans forward, bending himself down to suck on your neck, other hand tangling in your hair to lean your head away to give himself more of a canvas to paint his hickies onto.
âj-jesus- rennie,â you start, feeling your knees go weak from the strong sensations on your neck but his hand held firm around your waist, forcing you to stand straight up and endure the assault on your throat.
âg-godâŠplease renâ you stutter out, your own hips rutting against his, but you just couldnât stop, not even if you wantrd to⊠but jesus fucking christ, why would you ever want to?Â
moments pass as your pleasing goes right to his cock, making him throb before he just cant take it anymore, his self restraint just shattered away. he leans you over the counter again, pressing gentle kisses to your cheek, the back of your neck and anywhere he can reach, whispering sweet nothings to you as heâs tugging the waistband of his pants down. he frees his cock, tip red and already leaking precum which he swipes away with his thumb before he slides it between your soft lips, often adorned with cherry chapstick which your lover kept supplied for you. you suck obediently on his thumb as he taps the head of his dick against the tail.
it takes a few moments for you to come out of your haze before you realize his intention. see, and this was a common fact between the two of you, that nothing made you happier than having something in your mouth, and that was almost what made you fail to realize that your boyfriend wanted to fuck you with something else besides his dick. âm-mmf!â you whimper out, letting out a low whine before he removes his thumb from your mouth. âa-at least use something a little saferâŠâ you whisper out bashfully before erenâs face breaks into a smile.
âaww, mr cottontail needs more? aight, i gotchu sweetheart.â he says in a mocking tone before tugging his pants back up and smacking directly against the plug and making it fuck up into your hole, eliciting a gasp. after a moment, you hear him tuck his dick away and walk away with a sweet chuckle. a minute or so passed with you still in the same position, legs spread and leaning over the counter before you hear a satisfied hum behind you.
âooh, see thats a sight i fuckin love to see.â he says, before droppin the toy on the counter next to you and you look at what he had haphazardly dropped next to your crossed arms; a dildo that was on the bigger end of the toys you owned. as much as the idea frightened you, the curiosity that got you into this situation triumphed.
he smirks at you before kneeling and smacking your ass, letting out a satisfied grunt at the jump the sudden impact causes upon you. moments pass before he reaches forward and wraps his fingers around the toy and fucks it into three times before tugging it sharply out of you. you reactively clench around nothing before relaxing a bit, chest heaving as the man staring at your hole lets out a chuckle. your hole winks at him, clenching around nothing before he rests his arm across your asscheeks before leaning in and giving your hole a sloppy, open mouthed kiss.Â
ârennie!â you gasp out, quickly looking back at the pair of green eyes meeting yours over the curve of your ass. the sight alone makes you clench around the tip of his tongue, watching his eyes as he kissed your hole the same way heâd kiss you; nothing but sheer dominance and utter need.
after another minute or so of pure filthy kissing against your ass and you squirming, pushing back against his mouth before he pulls off with a pop, spitting for good measure before he stands back up behind you, rock hard dick visible as his thumb swipes some of his own drool from his lower lip before aimlessly wiping it over his sweats. âsee, this is what nosy lil bunny boys get, they get bred and made squirm and cry since they wanna fuck around n find out.â he grunts out before he grabs the base of his dick and giving it a rough shake for emphasis. he tugs down his pants after a moment, chuckling at the way your ass pushed back a little, searching for contact before erenâs hand rests on the top of your back and applying a bit of pressure before grunting out a âhold still, bunny boy.âÂ
his deep voice reverberated into your bones, feeling it in your core as you do what he says before you hear his pants be tugged down again and you feel the fat head of his dick tap against your hole. once, twice before it starts, the initial, first push into your insides, feeling the slow burn as your let out a whimper, holding tight onto the counter before every inch was inside. once you feel his dick fully push into you, you let out a loud, sinful moan of relief before its cut off by the fat head of the dildo pushing against your lips.Â
âcmon my lil bunny, suck on this cock for papa, yeah? suck it for daddy? what if daddy wants to show off how good you are to his friends, like you remember jean right? iâm sure you wanna show off for him, so practice right now.â eren says mockingly, slowly pushing the toy down your throat, careful whenever you choke and sputter, drool dripping past your shiny lips onto the well loved marble below you. a split second after the silicone balls rest against your lips, his real cock drags out of your ass before starting a gradual pace, speeding up.
every time erenâs balls slapped against your ass, he tugs the sillicone cock out of your mouth before fucking it back down your throat and then his own cock pumping into your insides. you writhe under his touch, ass clenching around his dick as he pumps in and out of your guts, whimpering each and every thrust you received from behind, moaning and sputtering around the toy.Â
âcmon bunny boy? what if armin wants to join or something, or even mikasa? you gotta get you work in babyyyyy.â he says in a teasing sing song voice, making you clench around his cock even more like a vice before eren lets out a low his, obviously a result from your bodies natural reaction to his girthy cock pummeling your insides. your hear his own grunts above you, right against your ear as your body bounces forward, ass jiggling from his pelvis hitting your asscheeks, as you sob and squirm while you try your best to relax your throat.
after a few more minutes of his brutal assault on your insides you feel it, the tight coil tightening in your stomach and threatening to bring you release, making you see stars and sob out against the toy louder. âfuuuuuck⊠i feel that baby, yâgonna cum? wanna cum thinkin about daddy and his friends spit roastin this pretty ass and sweet lil mouth? wanna suck daddyâs friends off while he pounds ya, or would you rather suck daddyâs fat dick with his friends hittin ya from the back?â
that was it, the damn had broken and you let out a sob, whimpering and sputtering around the toy as you cum, it shooting from your cock and painting the pretty wood cabinets and dripping down. moments after, he slows down the toy in your throat but the sensitivity causing your hole to clench, making the man above let out grunts and thrust, once, twice, and a third time before he groans, shooting a huge load into your insides. you feel the white paint everywhere, your stomach filling with the unnatural yet comforting worth as your lover leans down, muscular chest against your back and he pants, catching his breath while pressing breathless kisses to your cheeks and temple while the toy was pulled out of your mouth.
you let out an exhausted groan as eren lets out a breathless chuckle, sweetly kissing the nape of your neck as you sleepily yet happily hum as he carefully pulls out of you with a hiss, your hole yet again clenching around nothing as he chuckles. âi know youre sleepy, but we gotta get cleaned up. what do you say we get in a bath then order some takeout? iâll hold you if you wanna sleep in there. anythin you want, anythin you need, you name it my little bunny boy, anythin for you.â
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Kinkmas Day 2: Thigh Riding
Eren Jaeger x Male reader

This guy
Warnings?: thigh riding, kissing, again no sexy times, maybe ooc Eren but this is fan fic so calm down, you two are already boyfriends, Y/N is used along with love, dirty talk, after care yay
Word count: 939
It was just a normal day for you. Wake up, go back to bed for an hour or so, skip breakfast because you slept in and who has time for that, existential dread taking over because you don't remember if you had a dog that died or if it was all a dream, just girly things.
You had just gotten back from a pretty rough fight; you sustained no lasting injuries, but you obviously still had hard feelings about it. All you wanted to do was just stay home and sleep for hours on end but no, because someone had to ruin everything.
You were on the brink of sleep, your eyes feeling heavy, and your body was melting into the mattress, sleep nearly overtaking you. Until the fucking asshole you call a boyfriend loudly stomps into the house with his big ass boots and slams the door behind him.
You love Eren, you know you do, but my god if he doesn't learn how to walk into houses rightfully and respectfully you will kill him.
"Y/N, I'm home." He fucking screamed, his booming voice filling the entire house with noise. You can hear every single one of his heavy stomps as his large body busts through the house. The steps get louder and louder as he comes closer and closer to your room.
You're seconds from getting up passive aggressively telling him to leave before you have a bf at him before he comes into the room with that damn adorable smile on his face he has whenever he comes home to you.
Immediately when he notices your presence he climbs right under the covers with you, his arm wrapping around your waist in a loving grip. Even though he ruined your attempt into deep slumber you can't help but turn around so that your face is in his chest, grumbling while doing so.
"Something wrong dear?" He said in a much more calming voice than his scream before.
"You ruined my nappy time you fucking dick." You state the frustration in your voice very much so obvious.
"I'm sorry love." He apologized. You look up at him.
"You better be." You said.
"I am, I swear." He said, then the gears in his head start to turn as you see a very mischievous smirk on his face, "And I have the perfect way to prove it." You give him a questioning glance until your face is filled with sheer surprise as he lifts you up and onto his lap.
"I swear to fucking god Eren just let me go to sleep, I'm not fucking you right now." You declare a scowl on your face.
"I don't want you to fuck me, just going to make you feel good. You can go to bed right after I swear." he assures.
You silence yourself, just wanting this to be over so you can go back to blissful slumber. Your apathy quickly shifts, just like Eren right now as he's shifting your crotch on his thigh.
This sudden sexual act catches you completely off guard. When you try to make a noise of rebellion, connect his lips with yours. starting off as a stream of quick pecks they start to become longer and more sensual. He begins to stick his tongue into your, not even needing to fight for dominance with your own because you automatically give in, increasing the tightness in your pants even more.
The kiss on your lips then goes to your jaw, then to your neck where he stays, leaving mini love bites and sweet kisses all around. All the while still keeping up with hands on your hips moving back and forth on his thigh.
The chafing which you think would be awfully uncomfortable feels incredible as the thought of sleep completely disappears from your mind. The only thoughts now being of Eren's sweet lips on your neck and the thigh feeling your now completely hard dick.
Moans start pouring out of your mouth like music to Eren's ears as he increases the speed of which he's moving you, the musical-like noise getting even louder.
"Do you like that kind of love." Eren said, it's not even a question as he can hear your beautiful moans and feel your rock-hard member pressing into his thigh. He's enjoying this almost as much as you are.
"Jesus fucking Christ I could cum just from hearing you." He praised, the praise going totally over your head from the extreme joy you're feeling right now.
Your climax is so close that you can almost taste it as he continues his barrage of kisses on your neck and somehow picks up the tempo of his movements even more.
"l-I'm close," you said breathlessly. Hearing this Eren gives you a deep kiss, his tongue dominating yours as it moves all throughout your mouth, nearly making you come cum right then and there.
All you need is one more final slow and hard push before you're puddy in his hands. Climax finally hits you as Eren passionately kisses you through it. He pulls away so you can catch your breath. You gasp for air, head laying in his chest and his arm wrapped around you.
Only Eren Jaeger could make you cum with just his thigh. Once you've finished your orgasm Eren takes off your sticky cum covered clothes for you and puts on your pajamas.
Once you're all cleaned up Eren crawls into bed with you. Your over encompassing tiredness is finally taking over. Eren just looks at you peacefully before going resting himself with you wrapped in his arms.
THE END
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Do you guys think that sub! Eren Yeager would either let out a groan that you pulled his hair during sex, a whimper, whine, or a moan? Because I can see him doing all of these above LOL.
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Love Always, Your Best đ„ (Eren x Black!F!Reader 18+ V-Day One Shot)
âFive years later, and Iâm still your best, baby. Let me remind you why.
Pairing: Toxic Ex!Eren Jaeger x Black!Fem!Reader
Synopsis: In which the person you loath most in this world and the best lover youâve ever had, your very toxic ex-boyfriend Eren, suddenly shows up out of the blue one random night at the same restaurant you happen to be at with your new man on Valentineâs Day. He is newly single and on his bullshit. Unfortunately for you, that means heâll stop at nothing to remind you of how his bedroom skills make up for his lack of relationship skillsâŠ.hopefully.
Warnings: Smutty Smut; 18+ (MINORS DNI); Possessive & Obsessive!Eren; Sexual Tension; Alcohol & Marijuana Use; Drunk/High Sex; Dubcon/R*pe; Coercion; Cheating; MDom!Eren x fsub!Reader; Oral (Giving & Receiving); Messy Pussy-Eating; Doggystyle; Mating Press; Eren Got A Big Ol' Dick; Tattoos & Piercings Kink; (a little) Plug!Eren; Dirty Talk; Reader Cums 3x; Daddy Kink; Cum-Drunk!Reader; Eren Dickmatizes You; Dumbification; Cumshot; Aftercare
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!
Writerâs Note: MY FIRST EREN FIC!!! EVERYBODY GET UP & CLAP!!! This is some very nasty, manipulative, lowdown, dirty, toxic sh!t as a warning. Something about Eren being a total dick is kinda hot to me lol. Enjoy!! đđ -Jazz
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âOh, no,â you think. The only thought youâve had since you laid eyes on him seconds before.
Out of all of the places you would think of running into him, you never thought it would be here on this day of all days.
Your ex. Sitting at the bar. And not just any ex: your very toxic ex whom you broke up with five years ago because of his said âtoxicityâ. He is also the man you used to be head over heels for. Like completely head-in-the-clouds, singing-in-the-mirror in love with this man who happens to be the most obsessive, jealous, and emotionally unavailable man you have ever met.Â
And unfortunately for you, also the man who gave you the best dick you have ever had in your life.Â
As soon as you see him sitting at the bar nursing a Gin & Tonic, his veiny hand adorned with rings and ink that he always thought looked so much better wrapped around your neck, it is like being smacked dead in the face. Every one of the features that you adoredâhis shoulder-length black hair; his angular side profile; the piercings glittering in his ears, pink bottom lip, and right eyebrowâis like being shell-shocked over and over again.Â
âOh, my God,â you blurt. You cannot stop yourself from saying it as you sit four tables away from him in the expensive restaurant you both occupy. The decor is adorned with red, pink, and white flowers, fine white tablecloths, and hanging lamps that glow a dim, romantic red for Valentineâs Day. You wore your favorite slim, sexy red dress for the occasion, but right now, you feel anything but sexy.Â
Your date and long-term boyfriend looks up from his menu, his forest-green eyes etched in concern. âWhat? Whatâs wrong?â
He, too, wore his Valentineâs Day bestâa red sweater paired with an Armani blazer, designer slacks, and red bottom shoes. His hair, black and curly, is slicked back to show off his handsome features fit for a modelâŠor a male nurse. Kaido is well-wanted at his job by almost every woman working in his hospital due to his dashing good looks and body worthy of drooling over, but as far as youâre concerned, he is tied down to you.
âO-Oh, nothing!â you immediately squeak, nervously laughing it off. Quickly, you come up with a lie to avoid explaining to Kaido about your ex whom you never told him about. âSorry, I just saw a coworker and I canât believe heâs here. Heâs always an asshole to me.â You giggle again, hoping that this will help make things light, easy, and not at all awkward even though your body feels like itâs in fight or flight mode.Â
But it has the opposite effect. Immediately, Kaido begins looking around for him. âReally? Where is he? Maybe he needs to meet me.â You resist the urge to lurch across the table and cover his eyes. âNo, no, Kaido, donât! Heâs an asshole to everyone.âÂ
Kaido tuts, angrily taking a sip of the complimentary champagne you were given prior to sitting down before getting up, causing his chair to skid across the floor. The old couple sitting behind him stares at him in irritation. âWell, nobody treats my girl like that. You both work together, soââÂ
âKaido, please stop,â you quietly huff, flushing with embarrassment. âYou always do this.â Your boyfriend stares at you, alarmed. âAlways do what?âÂ
âTry to prove yourself to me,â you answer, irritation evident in your tone. âYou donât have to go out of your way to do that all the time.â You know it isnât fair to get upset with him. It isnât his fault that your ex-boyfriend has left you so shaken.Â
Kaido, still standing, scowls at you, offended. âSo youâre mad because I want to defend you and be a good boyfriend to you?âÂ
âNo, thatâs notâŠâ Your words die in your throat, your heart pounding furiously in your chest. Now you feel horrible though there arenât lies in your statement. Since youâve been dating for over two years, Kaido has always gone out of his way to prove to you and himself that he is a great partner, somehow upping the last thing every single time.Â
Expensive gifts that you feel obligated to take. Romantic dates that you feel guilty for him taking you on. Constant phone calls and text messages that you often find yourself getting tired of receiving. You feel horrible for all of it because Kaido is such a sweet man. You couldnât ask for anything moreâŠcould you?Â
âIâm sorry,â you sigh, moving your hand across the table to grab his. âI donât wanna fight. I just donât want to ruin tonight with bullshit likeâŠ.him.â Your eyes flit across the room at Eren who licks the contents of his drink off of his upper lip, his tongue ring glinting in the dim, red light. The venom in your tone is evident.Â
Kaidoâs eyes soften and he interlaces your fingers. âIâm sorry too. I just love you, Y/N, yâknow?â He gives you a smile that is so adoring that it pains you. âI really do.âÂ
You feel that familiar lump at the mention of the L-word fill your throat, making it hard to even smile. âIââÂ
âAnd here are your drinks!â The waitress has returned with your drinks, acting as an angel who has come to save you in your hour of need. âA Moscow Mule and a glass of our finest wine.â She lowers your Moscato down in front of you, crisp and ready to be consumed. âAre you ready to order?â she asks, taking her notepad out.Â
âYes!â you immediately chirp, digging into your menu for appetizers and a main course. It is the perfect distraction from having to lie to Kaido and say âI love youâ.Â
Though you and Kaido have been together for two years, first meeting when you came in for nausea pills after a stomach flu, you havenât said the L-word to him yet. He said it last year after he took you to your cityâs annual Christmas lights festival and confessed under the most beautiful blue and white lights youâve seen in your life. It was magical. It was romantic. It was the absolute wrong time.Â
âYou donât have to say it back yet,â he said, noticing your saddened and guilty expression. âJust tell me when youâre ready.â But you havenât been ready for over two years now. And youâre not sure if you ever will. You care so deeply for Kaido, but you donât think youâre in love with him. You canât see him in your life forever the way you should.Â
Not like a certain someone. After you order your food, Kaido is busy putting in his order when you take a sip of your Moscato. You already had a glass of champagne, so maybe more alcohol isnât a good idea because your eyes begin trailing. And they trail right over to Eren.Â
He looks so different yet the same. It is an odd mixture, but regardless, he still gives you the same butterflies that feel so new to you. You donât think you even got butterflies when you first started dating Kaido. They are the same stupid, annoying, fluttery tingles that you got when you met Eren for the first time.Â
And then he turns and looks at you. Those intoxicating, enchanting, sinful teal eyes lock onto yours from across the restaurant. And instantly, you are taken back to five years ago when it was just him and you, and nothing else.Â
You were young and naive as one is during their first year of college. You were overworked and underpaid at your little part-time job to pay for school, so your friend introduced you to her plug. She walked you to Erenâs dorm where he answered his door in nothing but gray sweats with Paramore blasting in the background. He had less tattoos then, but was still everything your parents didnât like: cool, aloof, didnât give a single fuck, and sold weed to put himself through college and fund his tattoo business.Â
âHey, Eren!â your friend greeted. âThis is my friend, Y/N. Sheâs looking to buy a dime bag.â Her plug took one lazy look at you, his eyes rolling up your body, and you felt supremely exposed in your thin cardigan and hip-hugging jeans. As if noticing he got you, he smiled his award-winning Eren smile. âNice to meet you, Y/N,â he said, his voice silky. âLemme get you two a drink.âÂ
After that day, he was in your phone as your personal weed plug. The more you started visiting his dorm and the more he showed up at yours delivering personal baggies of weed, the more you got to know each other. It didnât take long for the attraction to bloom and soon, you were falling hard for the boy.Â
He was your first love. The one you wanted to be with forever. You felt so safe in his arms, snuggled up in his dorm during free periods, catching the smoke rings he would make with his mouth between your lips. He gave you your first tattooâa tiny heart between your breasts. âSo Iâm there forever,â he whispered, kissing you gently as he laid numbing cream on the fresh tattoo.Â
Eren was always has good of a dick plug as he was a weed plug and tattoo artist. He gave you the best sex youâve ever had in your life. There were plenty times you skipped classes to get put into his mattress instead, filling his walls with the sound of your moans and the headboard knocking against the wall. When you broke up, your nights were filled with endless fantasies of his long, fat dick in your mouth and filling up your aching pussy, making you delirious enough to want to call him.Â
But Eren was also very toxic, jealous, and possessive. All to the point where it drove you crazy. He hated when you wore revealing clothes. He shot shady glances at men that even looked your way. He couldnât stand any of your male friends and made it clear that you were his by leaving love bites on your neck. He would show up to your job or while you were out with friends, completely unannounced and uninvited.Â
You often got into fights over this which ended up hot, mindblowing sex that often fizzled out all of your angerâŠuntil one night a month before you graduated uni. After dating on and off for four years throughout school, you and Eren came to a standstill as graduation approached and you snagged your dream position in a city two hours away from home.Â
That was the night you broke up with Eren after a dick appointment. You didnât tell him the news until after you got your nut. In retrospect, that probably wasnât a good idea because of course, Eren was pissed. âYou didnât think to tell me this before the sex?â he scoffed, sitting on the edge of your bed in his boxers.Â
âI didnât know how, Eren,â you argued, sitting naked under your sheets. âAs soon as you got here, you had your dick out!â Thatâs when the argument started, heated and loud, and thatâs when you realized that you had to end your chapter with him right there.Â
That made Eren even angrier. âYouâre actinâ like I canât come over there to visit you,â he snapped as you hastily got dressed. âOr I can just move there! Do you not want me there?â He gave you that hurt look that often got you feeling guilty, but you couldnât do it anymore.Â
âDonât do that, Eren, please,â you groaned, pinching the bridge of your nose. âI just donât want for you to have to give up your life here just for something that may not work.âÂ
Realizing your mistake, your stomach lurched. But it was too late: Eren was wounded. âWhy wouldnât it?â he asked, his voice small and distant. You hurt him. You stood there, feeling like you were holding the gun and he was the target. âBecauseâŠ.becauseâŠ.âÂ
Because youâre toxic. Possessive. Jealous. Dangerous for me because of that dick.
âBecause I want a fresh start,â you lied. âAnd I canât do that if Iâm tied to you.âÂ
Your boyfriendâs eyes widened, the anger radiating off of him in waves. âTied to me?â he parroted, scoffing with a dry laugh. âSo what? Iâm like some kind of dead weight you need to get rid of?â You looked away, unable to see the hurt in his eyes. âFine then,â he deadpaned, âbut you know you wonât forget me. And I wonât forget you either, Y/N.âÂ
And you never did. When he left that night, he took all of the joy and love with him. Even though he called and texted you for days after, you never answered, instead drowning yourself in finals and arrangements to move. After some time, the contact stopped and you went your separate ways. You never heard from or saw Eren againâŠuntil now. Now that youâve moved back home and met a new man, here he is again.
âLetâs exchange gifts!â Kaido suddenly exclaims. You blink, pulled out of your memories, and look down to see a white box in front of you. Quickly, you fish his gift out of your bag and pass it to him with the brightest smile you can muster. âYou can open yours first.âÂ
Kaido grins and opens the tiny red gift bag, fishing the digital Amazon watch out of it. âItâs not quite an Apple Watch, but itâs close! You can download apps on it and it checks your blood pressure.â You wanted to buy the most pricey gift you could afford, hoping to accommodate for all of the expensive gifts he has given you.Â
Kaido cocks his head to the side like youâre a cute little puppy. âYouâre too cute,â he tuts. âNow open mine!â You take a sip of wine before doing so and your smile drops at the sight of the 24k gold chain sitting inside the box. âKaido,â you gasp. âIs itââÂ
âReal?â he chuckles, smiling proudly at you. âYes, baby, it is. Let me put it on you.â He moves from his seat and comes behind you, gingerly taking the chain from the box to fasten it around your neck. As he does, Eren turns in his stool and watches, sipping on his Gin & Tonic. His face is unreadable and that angers you. Why is he even looking? Why is he even here?Â
And why the hell do you care?Â
Kaidoâs hands brush your neck as he finishes and presses a kiss to your cheek. âGorgeous,â he whispers. âJust like I knew itâd be. Now, everyone knows that youâre mine.â Eren sips his drink again and the corner of his lips lift in a crooked smile. The same smirk that melted you.Â
Suddenly, you are overwhelmed. The restaurant has become too hot and too small. You feel like a giant Alice in a too-small room after eating the wrong cookie. Once Kaido sits down, you stand up like your ass is on fire. âU-UmâŠIâm gonna go pee real quick,â you say. âThis wine is goinâ right through me.â You give Kaido a quick reassuring kiss on the lips before you make a beeline to the bathroomâŠbut you donât go in.Â
Instead, you find the nearest exit and go out for some much-needed fresh air. The air is bitter cold, tinged with winter, but you let it cool your clammy skin in your red cocktail dress. Standing on the restaurantâs patio, you breathe in and out slowly, calming yourself. In and outâŠin and outâŠinâÂ
âCold out here,â a familiar voice comments. âWhereâs your coat?â The hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. Of course, Eren follows you the very moment youâre alone. Of course, youâre the only two out here.Â
You shouldnât turn around, but you do. Like some kind of dark angel, he stands in the silvery glow of the moonlight, the light washing over his porcelain skin, black sweater, and jeans.Â
His name is inked on your tongue just like the tattoo he gave you, still implanted between your cleave: âEren.â You donât say it happily or with venom. You just say it.Â
But itâs enough to get Eren to smile. âHey, you,â he greets you. âItâs been a long time.â You hate that he speaks to you as if youâre old friends. Youâre not. âWhy are you out here?â you scoff. Erenâs handsome face turns cold. âSo thatâs how youâre gonna talk to me after five years and actinâ like you ainât know me in there?âÂ
Here we fucking go. âYou shouldnât have followed me out here,â you say, your tone firm.Â
He shrugs, placing one inked hand in his pocket. âJust wanted to see if you were okay. You lookedâŠstartled, âspecially when dude gave you that pretty chain.â He digs a Marbolo box out of his pocket. He still smokes after all of this time. When he lights that damn thing and his pink lips form an O around a smoke ring, you realize that you still find it attractive after all of this time as well.Â
The air is silent yet tense between you with unsaid words. âSo youâre back in the city,â he states, his eyes gleaming at you. âWhenâd you come back? I thought you left for that big girl job.âÂ
âI did, but it didnât work out, so I came home last year.â You notice that his jaw is tight. âAre you mad I didnât tell you?â you accusingly ask, squinting at him.Â
Eren scoffs as if the idea is preposterous. âWhy would I be? We havenât talked in, like, five years. Things changedâŠclearly.â He takes another drag of his smoke, blowing a steady stream out into the cold air.Â
âWhat does that mean?â you ask, unable to stop yourself from becoming agitated. What the hell is he getting at here? He passively shrugs like it should be obvious. âI just meant youâve got a new man. He seems nice.â You sense bitterness, but you donât comment on it. You donât feel like turning this into something heated.Â
âSo what of you?â you question, leaning against the wooden bar of the patio. âYou still at the tattoo shop? Are you seeinâ anyone new now?âÂ
Eren smirks at you, quirking his pierced brow. âWell, arenât you interested?â he chuckles. Still a teasing shit. You turn to leave, but he stops you with a hand on your elbow. âHey, hey, Iâm just kidding! I own the shop now and no, nobody new. I was seeinâ someone for about two years, but it didnât work out.âÂ
You stare at him closely, trying to decode if heâs telling the truth or notâŠbut then again, Eren was never a liar. A toxic asshole, yes, but never a liar. âSo what happened?â you ask, crossing your arms over your chest to hide yourself (and your hard nipples from the frigid air). âDid you do something? Did she?âÂ
Eren shakes his head like you got it wrong and flicks his cig down on the ground. âNah, it was a joint decision.â Knowing you need more meat than that, he sighs and snubs his cigarette out under his foot. âShe thought I wasnât the relationship type,â he explains with a dry smile on his face.Â
âYou werenât,â you think. âYou still arenât. That was why we broke up.â You wonder briefly if he was as toxic with the mystery ex as he was with you. You wonder if he was as possessive and damn near yandere with her as he was with you the entirety of your relationship.Â
Eren gives you a strange look, his teal eyes turning into slits as he squints at you. You lean back a bit, alarmed and confused by his sudden interest in your face. âIâm detecting somethinâ,â he points out. âYou wanna talk about this?â He doesnât elaborate on what he means by âthisâ, but he doesnât have to. The last thing you want to talk about is anything about your or his new relationships. âNot really,â you huff. âSorry, but I need to go.â Â
You know the more you are out here with him, the worse this situation will get. But as you go to pass him to enter the restaurant again, Eren gently grabs your hand. You whip around, trying to tug yourself away. âWhat are you doing?â you demand. âEren, donât.âÂ
But he doesnât let go and his firm yet burning expression tells you that he isnât letting anything go. âYou donât really love that guy,â he says, accusingly so. âI can tell. The minute he put that necklace on you, you looked like you wanted to hide under the table and never come back out.âÂ
You glare daggers at him, angered. âHow dare you?â you hiss, ripping your hand from his. âYou donât know me anymore, Eren, and you clearly didnât know me back then! I was looking for real, genuine love, but you clearly couldnât give me that âcause of your shit. Youâve got issues.âÂ
Erenâs eyes flash with something that you canât decipher, but you know it ainât nice. âAnd you donât?â he scoffs. âYouâre sittinâ there pretendinâ to play âlove-struck girlfriendâ with a dude you ainât even in love with. I could see it a mile away.â He moves closer to you until he is practically looming over you, making your heart jump. âYou forget I know you, Y/N: I know your body too well.âÂ
He gently traces a finger down your arm, sending goose pimples all over you. âGet off,â you whisper-hiss. You shove him by his chest and he lets you, stepping away to allow you space. âIâm not doing this with you. Ever.â Quickly, you yank open the door and head back into the restaurant, adrenaline pumping through your veins. You know he is still staring at you as you retreat, but you donât dare look back.Â
Even when you sit back down with Kaido, your body wonât relax and you still feel on edge. You barely even notice that your food is here. Kaido looks up from his sea bass, worried. âHey, that was a long trip,â he comments. âYou alright?â You grip your wine and take a much-needed sip to calm your nerves. âY-Yeah,â you stammer. âI justââÂ
And then suddenly, your ex is there again. You see his tatted hand by your shoulder, holding the arm of your chair, and you nearly jump out of your skin. His arrival is like a damn jumpscare in a horror movie, smile and all. âDonât mean to interrupt the V-Day date here,â he chuckles, standing among you and Kaido. âJust wanted to say itâs nice to see you again, Y/N, and Iâm glad youâre happy.âÂ
His smile is supposed to be kind and warm, but his eyes tell you everything you need to know: he still isnât over you and he intends to make himself known to your new man. You sit as rigid as a board, unable to breathe properly. Kaido confusedly looks between you and Eren. âWhoâs this, babe?â he asks, all innocent and cluseless. But you canât say it. You canât even breathe. âIâm Eren,â your ex replies, holding a hand out to Kaido. âAn old friend of hers.â The two men firmly shake. âWe go waaay back, donât we, Y/N?âÂ
Eren turns to you, his smile turning into a crooked, teasing smirk that makes you want to toss your Moscato in his face. âUhâŠyeah,â you squeak. âIt was nice to see you again.â You offer him a tight smile that doesnât quite reach your eyes. He slowly moves towards you and bends down, making your blood pressure shoot through the roof.Â
âYou too,â he whispers and his lips ghost your cheek in a slight kiss. His hand rests somewhere at his side, undetectable. Though you try to fight it, his lips and the closeness of his body brings your entire body to life and you suddenly feel things that Kaidoâyour Kaidoâhas never made you feel before.Â
Eren then straightens and gives a respectful nod to Kaido. âEnjoy your dinner.â And like a thief in the night, he is gone, walking towards the bar to grab his leather jacket and leaving the restaurant. You watch him, your eyes drawn to him like a moth to a flame, as your body burnsâŠand your pussy aches. âWell, he had some cool ink,â Kaido laughs. âThose gages were gruesome though.â
He goes back to eating his dinner like everything is normal while his girlfriend is sitting across from him, aroused for another man. Roughly swallowing more wine, you take your napkin from the table and unfold it to lay in your lap. As you do, a folded piece of paper tumbles out of your napkin and into your lap.Â
You already know how it got there. With shaky hands, you unfold it and read the note written there for you, including a phone number:Â
If you decide you want a real romantic night, call me. I know you deleted my number. â Love Always, Your Best
You nearly throw up the rest of your dinner as you stare at Erenâs handwriting. You barely can swallow your food despite the tiny pieces you cut it up in. Luckily, dinner ends abruptly because Kaido gets irritated by the drunk businessmen sitting at the bar behind him and pays the tab.Â
By the this time, youâve drunk more than you chewed, so the wine and champagne are making you feel bubbly, light, and sexy. You hang onto Kaidoâs shoulder as he walks you outside, your trench wrapped tightly around you. âThank you for dinner tonight,â you purr. âI have dessert back at my placeâŠand ice cream.âÂ
Kaido turns to you, his eyes alight from your secret meaning. You smile and lean in for a kiss to coax him back to your apartment, but his ringtone stops you. Irritated, Kaido swears and pulls it out of his pocket, becoming more agitated at the message there. âShit,â he huffs. âMâsorry, babe, but thatâs the office. They want me to come in for a last-minute triage.âÂ
You blink at him, confused. âBut I thought you were free tonight. You took off for the day, right?â That is what he told you at the beginning of the week when he made the reservations. Kaido gives you a sheepish look and you realize he âbendedâ the truth. âOnly for a few hours,â he sighs. âI didnât think theyâd need me.âÂ
You can already feel disappointment twisting in your gut. âBut itâs Valentineâs Day,â you argue. âWhy are you going to work on a day meant for us?âÂ
Kaido sighs, already sounding irritated with you. âBabe, Iâm sorry, but donât get so worked up. You shouldnât feel too badâŠI mean, things are still one-sided between us.âÂ
You detect the switch-up in his tone immediately. âWhat does that mean?â you scoff. Kaido looks away, refusing to look at you, but that sour expression stays locked on his face. âWhat?â you push. âBecause I havenât said âI love youâ yet?â Kaido doesnât answer nor does he look at you. Those actions are all the answers you need: he is angry you havenât uttered those three little words yet.
Suddenly, tonight feels like shit and so do you. âKaido, I told you before: I care about you so deeply, but itâs too early for me,â you say, exasperated. âIâll only say it when Iâm ready.âÂ
âThen when will that be?â he demands, finally looking at you. The hurt in them is clear. âItâs been a year, Y/N! How long do you need to know that you love someone?â You are stunned into silence and suddenly, you feel like crying. How could he spur this on you now of all nights?Â
Kaidoâs phone rings again and he sighs, running a hand through his curly hair. âIâm sorry, but I have to go. Weâll talk about this tomorrow.âÂ
You donât say anything to him, too afraid of breaking out into sobs or cussing him out. Instead, you stay quiet as he drives you home and it is by far the most uncomfortable moment youâve ever experienced. Youâve never been so happy to be in your crib alone when Kaido leaves after dropping you off.Â
You kick off your heels, drape your coat over the couch, and slump on the couch. You feel trashy. Unsexy. Lonely. The alcohol only intensifies your shitty feelings until you want to crawl out of yourself and hide. So what do you do instead of taking your ass to bed? You dig Erenâs note out of your pocket, which you kept instead of throwing away, and get your phoneâŠbut you stop from dialing his number.Â
âDonât do it,â a tiny voice in your head says. The voice of reason. Your thumb hovers above your phone screen as you teeter-totter between right and wrong.Â
In the end, you ignore the voice of reason, the loneliness and wine speaking for you, and dial his number. You put your phone on speaker, not wanting to fuck up your makeup and wait in anticipation for the ringing to stop. After the fourth one, it does. âHello?â he asks. His silky voice fills your living space.Â
âItâs me,â you exhale. You canât even speak properly. After all of these years, he has this effect on you still? âI know,â he replies and you wonder if heâs been anticipating your call. âHow you doinâ? You okay?â You pause for a moment, your muddled mind not processing the situation properly.Â
âYou wanna come over?â The words fly out of you before you can stop yourself. Eren pauses for a moment and the silence is so damn loud. âDo you want me to come over, Y/N?â he asks. Once again, the very dangerous word flies out of you: âYes.âÂ
Eren inhales slightly as if he canât believe youâre agreeing to this. You canât believe it either. âTell me the address,â he demands, his tone heady with need. You tell him and you can hear his car keys jingling. âIâll be there in ten.â And then the call is done. You sit there, wondering what the hell just happened, and what the hell you just did.Â
You just invited your very toxic ex over to your place. On Valentineâs Day. The reality about how bad you fucked up hits you like a truck. You need to stop this. You need to call him back right now andâÂ
Ding-dong! Your Ring alerts you to someone at your door and your pulse jumps. Ten minutes passed already? Slowly, you get up from the couch and walk over to the door, your feet softly padding across the hardwood. âWho is it?â you ask.Â
âWho do you think?â Eren replies, a smile in his voice. âIâm here to rob you.â You briefly contemplate leaving the door shut, but you open it anyway. There he stands in his clothes from tonight, holding a bottle of watermelon margarita mix. âI brought some stuff for the occasion.â He slips a Ziploc bag out of his pocket. Inside it are papers, a lighter, and a small baggie of marijuana.Â
You stare nervously at the smoke contents and then at him. Noticing your reluctance, Eren frowns. âIâm not gonâ do anythinâ, Y/N. Iâm not here for none of thatâŠjust wanted to make sure you were okay.â He patiently stands there, letting you decide for yourself whether to let him in or not. Finally, against your better judgment, you open your door wider and allow him to step inside, his cologne curling into your nostrils.Â
For the next thirty minutes, you and Eren drink and get high as kites. He places his shoes by the door and makes himself at home on your couch before rolling a blunt on your coffee table. You watch his expert fingers roll, twist, and pinch as you sip on a glass of the sweet, tequila-infused margarita mix, becoming drunker and drunker with every sip and suddenly wanting Eren to lick you the way he licks the blunt closed.Â
After that, you pass the blunt back and forth between one another, talking about the past and giggling about stupid shit. The tension in the room ebbs as the air becomes thick with the scent of pungent weed and the sound of Daniel Caesar playing from your Amazon Echo sitting in your kitchen. It is as if things never changed between you two. Things are still the same, but better because youâre both adults now.Â
Eren sits back into the cushions, puffing on the blunt. âSo what happened?â he asks. His teal eyes are slitted and slightly red from the smoke fumes. You know youâre not that much hotter. You feel like youâre falling out of your dress. âHe went to work tonight, so I got mad, so we had a public fight.â You shrug, sipping your drink while Eren pulls a disgusted face. âHe went to work on Valentineâs Day? Iâve never done that to anyone before.â Smoke billows from between his pierced lips as he passes you the blunt. âHowâd you even meet him?âÂ
You roll your eyes, but tell him anyway as you take a puff of the blunt. The smoke and the alcohol have begun to make you feel looser. So loose that you could lose the dress if you wanted to. âThatâs so clichĂš,â he laughs. âSuper cornyâŠbut you always did like that cutesy shit. Itâs one of the reasons why I loved you so much.âÂ
You donât stumble on the L-word like you wouldâve if you were sober. âThat was a looong time ago,â you chuckle. You go to pass the blunt to him but nearly spill your glass on yourself. âWhoops, careful, baby,â he says, laying a hand on your back to help you. âYou nearly spilled that on your couch.âÂ
You make the mistake of looking at him then and suddenly, you realize just how handsome Eren is: a sharp jawline with an angular-shaped face, soft lips, and intoxicating eyes. Heâs so close. His gaze falls to your lips as his Adamâs Apple bobs and it snaps you back into reality.Â
âNo,â you gasp, pushing yourself away from him. âThis was a bad idea. You should go.â you nearly stumble as you stand, but you manage to save yourself. âWhat?â he asks, confused. âBut I just got here. I thought we were talkinâ.âÂ
âWe did talk,â you snap, moving to the door. âNow you need to go beforeâŠâ You stop talking before you say something that will get you in trouble. Instead, you turn the knob to your door, but Erenâs hand stops you. You gasp and turn around, realizing that he somehow transitioned from the couch to you in a few seconds. âBefore what?â he pushes. âBefore you do somethinâ you know you wanna do?âÂ
He looms over you, his hand on your wrist, completely in your personal space. âEren, donât,â you whisper. âPlease leave.â You try to twist yourself away from him, but his other hand holds your waist. âI canât,â he murmurs. âNot until you admit that Iâm what you need. You know you donât love that guy.â Because youâre so short, he bends his knees slightly to reach you, his lips ghosting your cheek. âHe canât make you feel how I can.âÂ
He presses a kiss there that electrifies you. Those electric kisses travel down to your neck, sensitive and personal. âEren,â you weakly moan. âDonât do this.â You press your hands to his chest, wanting to push him away, but your body is too weak. Too tired. âDonât push me away, baby,â he sighs. âDonât deny yourself.âÂ
And then his lips, soft and slightly cold from lip piercing, are on yours. His kiss is deep. Passionate. Personal. It makes your heart explode and your mind melt into a puddleânot at all how Kaidoâs kisses are. They are just as addictive as they were in the past. And so you kiss him back. Your fingers clench his shoulders as his hands caress your ass, squeezing the globes over the fabric.Â
âI fucking hate you,â you growl. He smirks against your lips, gently sucking on your bottom lip.Â
âNo, you donât,â he replies. And you donât. You canât. And you hate that. Despite all of his bullshit, you still love his kiss. His touch. His sex.Â
He pulls you close to him, making you feel the bulge pressing against his jeans. You gasp against his lips, a spark of pleasure exploding in your core. âTell me what you want,â he demands, his lips coating your throat. His teeth graze there, leaving little lovebites that youâll surely cuss him out for later. âFuck me,â you beg. âAnd then leave.âÂ
He pulls away, his eyes ablaze with lust, and slams his mouth against yours again. âWhere the fuck is your bedroom?â he mutters against your lips.Â
Suddenly, your legs are wrapped around his waist and your arms are intertwined around his shoulders as he carries you to your bedroom, his footsteps quick in stride. Your tongues swirl and your lips caress one another as you kiss, indulging in each otherâs taste and the moans you give and receive. Finally, Eren makes it to your bedroom and slams the door shut with the back of his foot before placing you on the edge of your bed.Â
Everything moves in flashes like some kind of movie with scenes missing: your dress comes off; your bra is unclasped and replaced with Erenâs hands massaging and molding your tits; his shirt comes off, exposing his muscles, pierced, tan nipples, and scatterings of tattoos adoring his porcelain skin. His eyes are ablaze with lust as he kneels before you between your thighs, his big hands massaging them. âLemme see you,â he murmurs.Â
Slowly, your knees part, and your pussy is exposed to him. A slow smirk stretches across his lips as he gazes up at you. No panties. You were planning this but Kaido, but you guess your ex works too. âGod, Iâve missed this,â he sighs. âLook how wet she is faâ me.âÂ
He takes two fingers and swirls them over your clit before moving down over your slit, gentle yet effective. You gasp at the soft contact, pleasure exploding all over your body. âEren, câmon,â you whine. âPlease.â His gaze darkens, damn near feral, as he opens your legs wider, pinning them apart. âDonât move,â he demands and then heâs diving down between your thighs.Â
One thing about Eren that you always loved is how he eats pussy. He goes crazy with your shit, alternating between long, slow licks and quick lashes against your clit that make your eyes roll back and your toes curl. His magical, wet mouth and soft lips suckle on the needy button of your clit, soaking your pussy in his saliva that he slurps back up with no problem or disgust. When his tongue finally dips back between your slit, you nearly lose it. âF-Fuck!â you gasp. âEren, yes! Go deeper!âÂ
Your fingers grasp his long, black locks for dear life, pushing him deeper into your pussy. But he manages to look up to give you a cocky smile. âIf youâre louder for me, sure.â Smug motherfucker.
He continues to give you long strokes of his tongue, the cold metal of his piercing melting against the hot, wet, spongy walls of your pussy and somehow making everything more sensitive. âFuck, please!â you sob. âPlease, please fuckinâ give it to me!â
Tears soak your lashes, threatening to fall down your cheeks. This feels too good. Itâs almost painful. Eren smiles and proceeds to tongue-fuck you, his nose nuzzling against your clit as he dips his tongue in and out of your hole.Â
Your moans bounce off of the walls, loud and brazen, unable to be contained. Eren pulls away with a moan as he gazes down at your glittering, sobbing wet pussy. âSuch a pretty little pussy,â he groans against your clit. âSheâs mine, isnât she? Only mine?âÂ
Smack! âOh!â you gasp as his hand comes down onto your clit, smacking it hard. âFuckinâ tell me what I wanna hear,â he growls. âTell me that this pussy is mine.â Smack! Smack! You buck from the pleasurable sting, nearly cumming from his calloused palm wetly smacking your cunt.Â
âI-Itâs yours!â you gasp. âItâs yours, Daddy, I swear!âÂ
He smiles, pressing a kiss to your clit. âGood girl,â he coos. âNow cum for me so I can finally fuck that mouth.â He goes right back to tonguing you down with a mission, swiping his nose against your clit as he eats you out so good that you see stars. He moves his jaw with every intention of making you cum. âDo it, mama,â he begs, his words slightly muffled by your sticky cunt. âCum for me. Give it all to me.âÂ
And you do. You canât help it. You are controlled by him like a puppet is by her master and with every string he pulls, he makes you gush around his tongue. He greedily moans and laps at all of the cream you give him, gulping it down like a starved man as you moan and call his name to the ceiling, massaging your tits in the throes of your pleasure as you do.Â
When you finally calm and your back straightens from its arch, Eren pulls away, his lips shining with your juices. âMissed that shit,â he sighs. âMissed you so much.â He bends down to swoop you up in a deep, messy kiss, forcing you to taste yourself. When he pulls away, he is as feral and demanding as he was before. âSit up, take off my clothes, and open that pretty mouth up faâ me.âÂ
Despite your brain still trying to reboot from that orgasm and your limbs feeling like spaghetti, you still do as he says. You sit up on the bed and allow him to kneel in front of you, his crotch right in your face. He watches as you peel off his pants and underwear while he toes off his socks, soon leaving himself completely naked. You admire his toned muscles, your hands gliding down his stomach to his V-line and muscular thighs. Oh, how youâve missed his body.Â
And how youâve really missed his cock. He is so hung. So long. So curved, the tip nearly kissing his lower stomach. With a crooked smile, he wraps a hand around his throbbing cock and gently taps it against your chin. Just how you like it. Your jaw falls open and your tongue rolls out, allowing him to tap his head, sticky with pre, against it.
âYou remember how I like it, mama?â he asks. âOr do I need to refresh your memory?âÂ
More or less, you do need a memory jogger. But once heâs got that big, long, beautiful cock in your mouth, you are taken back to your dorm years when you used to bob your head for your life giving him top between free periods. His dick stretches out your mouth just the way you remember as he settles on your tongue, his hips slowly rolling against your chin.Â
âFuck yes, thatâs it,â he moans. âFuckinâ fuck, Iâve missed this pretty mouth.â He peers down at you with those teal eyes, one hand in your hair while the other cascades down between your open thighs. âWanna take me deeper, ma? Think my fingers will help you?âÂ
You feel his long fingers prying your pussy lips open and slipping between them to glide along your slit. You moan around Erenâs cock as your pussy pulses and throbs in pleasure, the act somehow making your jaw stretch wider. His fingers then slip into your slippery, velvety-soft pussy while he sinks his cock deep into your throat. âMmmm!â you moan, the pathetic sound muffled by his cock.Â
He grins as he begins to fuck your face, ruining your makeup and causing spit to drip down your chin as he fingers you. âThatâs it: moan around my cock, baby. I can hear you just fine.â He smirks, curling his fingers upward and making your toes curl as pleasure shocks you to your core. âI can hear somethinâ else too. Youâre so fuckinâ wetâŠâÂ
You concur, your ears perking at the sound of his fingers squelching inside of your sloppy pussy that just keeps drooling and creaming around his long, inked fingers. His cock is just as drenched in your mouth, making wet sounds every time he plunges into your throat, his balls flush against your chin. Every saccharine moan and grunt that leaves his lips pushes you closer to the edge of another orgasm that ripples on the surface.Â
Eren slips his cock out of your mouth to stroke it furiously in your face, entranced by your moans as he finger-fucks you. âE-Eren!â you warn. âEren, baby, fuck, Iâm gonna cum again!âÂ
Suddenly, the pleasure ceases as he slips his fingers, slick with your juices, out of you. âUh-uh,â he growls. âNot yet. Not till Iâm inside of you.â He brings his fingers up to your mouth and you obediently suck on them, rolling your tongue around his digits. âIâm not finished with you yet, baby, and I know youâre not finished with me.âÂ
He takes you and tosses you back onto the bed, making you bounce against the mattress. Then he is yanking you close by your ankles and hiking your thighs up over his hips, your pretty toes contrasting with his lighter skin tone. âAfter all, Iâve gotta remind you who fucks you the best. Five years later, and Iâm still your best, baby. Let me remind you why. â
He gives you a shit-eating smile before he takes his cock andâÂ
âOh, my God!â you gasp, your eyes blown and your mouth agape. As soon as he is inside of you, stretching you, bottoming out in your pussy, you feel like youâre soaring and flying through the heavens. The ecstasy is monumental, opening up your senses in a way where you feel like you were just bit by a radioactive spider. You can taste the sweat on Erenâs tongue; hear every ragged breath he takes as he pumps himself into you; see every vein pulse in his pecs and neck; feel his body throb as you grip his forearms, pectorales, and shoulders.Â
He stares deep into your eyes as he drills your cunt into the bed, giving you deep, long strokes that make your toes curl and your body writhe in need for more. âAnd who fucks you the best?â he breathlessly asks. His hand snatches out to grab your throat, massaging it in time with his strokes. âSay it to me nice anâ clear, baby. Tell Daddy who owns you.âÂ
He squeezes your throat a little harder, applying extra pressure to intensify the pleasure youâre swimming in. âYou!â you loudly sob. âYou do, Daddy! Fuck, just like that, Eren! Please keep fucking me just like that!â You would gladly tell him anything for him to keep fucking you so good. Fat tears soak your lashes sticky with ruined mascara as moans, whimpers, and gasps pass your lips wiped clean of lipgloss.Â
Eren gives you that very Eren grinâcocky and prideful. Because he knows heâs killing that shit. He releases your throat and applies both hands beside your head to give himself support before thrusting a little faster, his hips rolling in a way that makes his pelvis brush against your clit. âJust like this?â he teases, his hair and chain tickling your face. âIs that good for you, babe?âÂ
You canât even answer him. The entire English language has been wiped clean from your brain. All because of his cock. His sex. His everything. The way sounds he makes, the heady scent of his cologne, and the lewd sounds of his skin slapping against yours pull you over the edge into the abyss of ecstasy, making your eyes flutter shut and your jaw grow slack. âCum for me,â he demands. âCâmon, baby, do it again. Gimme that fuckinâ cum.âÂ
He goes faster, harder, drilling your pussy into the bed as if he is trying to win an award doing so. The award is your orgasm which is explosive and intense. âOH!â you shout as you unravel around Erenâs cock. Your moans are loud and desperate as your pussy squeezes around the cock inside of you, your walls clenching and pulsing, giving Eren a hard time trying to hold himself back from a nut.Â
But not yet. He canât leave this here. His face flushed and his hair in his face, he pulls his slick cock out of you as you buck and twitch from your orgasm. âNot done,â he growls. âNot done with you yet.âÂ
Suddenly, as quick as a flash, you are on your stomach and Eren is behind you, forcing you onto your hands and knees. Your arms feel like jelly, so all you can do is press your face into the bed as your ass is hiked up for him. He gives it a couple of harsh smacksâSmack! Smack! Smack!âbefore his cock is slowly sinking back inside of you. âE-Eren, wait!â you squeak. âIâm t-too sensitive!âÂ
His laugh is breathless and enraging. He loves seeing you in agony. âDonât worry: I wonât go fast.â He presses kisses to your back as he begins to slowly roll his hips into your ass. âJust relax for me, mama. Youâre in good hands.âÂ
And then plap-plap-plap go the sounds in the room as he fucks you from behind. Your ass jiggles and claps against his thighs as he gives you deep thrusts that make your pussy melt around him and your clit excitedly jump from the stimulation. âEren,â you whimper. âPlease, please, please!âÂ
Evidently, youâre louder than you thought you were, causing Eren to tut. âYouâre so loud, babyâŠIâll have to fix that.â He yanks you up and his hand pushes your face to turn to the side, allowing him to give you a deep kiss that steals all of the air out of your lungs just as his cock does. âThatâs it,â he coos. âJust enjoy this for me, baby. Lemme give you what you need.âÂ
Then youâre back onto the bed, your face in the mattress and your moans swallowed by the sheets as the man above you fucks you absolutely dumb. You donât know which way is up and which is down. The world spins around you, dizzying yet intoxicating, the sex youâre receiving turning you inside out.Â
âSo slutty,â Eren chuckles above you, rolling his hips as he sinks his cock deep inside of your wet, heavenly hole. âJust listen to all the sounds youâre makinâ for me. Bet your man couldnât make you sound like this.â He leans down to press himself fully against you, his pelvis brushing against your ass. âYâknow, I never forgot about you,â he whispers. âI never stopped lovinâ you, Y/N.â
His soft lips begin to caress your neck and shoulders before he picks both himself and you up, giving himself a chance to prop his leg up. The new position leaves you a moaning, sobbing mess, your pussy suddenly having no choice in the matter of cumming again. You grab the sheets so tight that your knuckles turn white as you feel your third orgasm cresting. âEren,â you moan. âOh, fuck, mâgonnaâŠgonnaâŠ!âÂ
âYeah?â he teasingly asks. âYou wanna cum all over this dick again, huh?â He wrenches your head back with his hand on your chin. âThen tell me that you love me. Tell me you love it when I fuck you.âÂ
âI-IâŠâ Your mind is moving a million miles a second, the pleasure leaving a thick fog in front of your sense of reality. You know you shouldnât, but the way Eren fucks you is too good to resist telling him anything he doesnât wish to hear: âI love you,â you whisper, the forbidden words passing your lips. âI love you so much, Daddy! I love it when you fuck me! You do it so good!âÂ
You feel him smile against your cheek, his other hand gripping your ass as you begin to furiously rub at your clit, your fingers slipping and sliding along the rosebud. âNow tell me that youâre gonna leave that asshat for me.âÂ
The fog clears a bit and it is enough for you to process what he just said. âW-What?â you stammer. âErenââÂ
He roughly bends you over, cutting you off, and gives your ass a harsh smack that sends your clit into a frenzy. âSay it,â he orders. âSay it and Iâll let you cum. Tell me youâre gonna break up with him as soon as tonight is over.â Harder. Faster. His thrusts grow more intense than ever, making it a point to make you so insane and so desperate that you fall apart at the seams.Â
âSay it!â he bellows. âFuckinâ say it!âÂ
Tears soak the sheets and officially ruin your makeup as your self-control leaves you. You know that you are about to commit the ultimate betrayal just to get your nut. âIâll leave!â you sob. âIâll leave him for you, Daddy! I love you so, so much!âÂ
The laugh that leaves Erenâs mouth is evil, damn near entering villain territory. âI love you too, baby,â he laughs. âNow cum for me like a good girl.â All it takes is a few more of those luscious, mind-blowing thrusts until you are cumming uncontrollably around his cock once more, screaming into the bed as the pleasure becomes overwhelming.Â
Eren moves faster, fucking your cum-soaked pussy with vigor to chase his own high, massaging and palming your ass as he does. He then pulls himself out of you and furiously strokes his dick against your butt, the sounds of his hand stroking his wet cock drifting in the air. âFuck, fuck!â he grunts before he lets out a series of luscious moans as ropes of cum spurt from his cock and onto your asscheeks.Â
You tiredly whimper as you feel warm spurts of his spunk hit your skin, signaling the end for the both of you. Your body and pussy throb in tandem from the session, your skin soaked in sweat, the air heedy with the scent of sex. Eren raggedly exhales and collapses next to you onto his stomach. His hand slides across your back, running gently down your spine. âThatâs my sexy fuckinâ baby,â he coos.Â
You canât say anything back. Exhaustion has taken over and suddenly, so has sleep. You donât make a fuss as Eren pulls you up the bed and helps you under the covers, the cool sheets settling across your damp skin. You feel his body next to yours, the scent of his sweat and cologne filling your nostrils. Your cheek rests against his chest as his hand tangles in your hair, his fingers massaging your scalp. âSleep now. Iâll be seeinâ you soon.âÂ
You donât answer because sleep has made her arrival and has swept you away to quiet and serene nothingness.Â
When you awaken the next morning to the winter sun pouring in through your bedroom window, you are alone. The bed is made and your dress is neatly folded at your feet. It is as if nothing happened last night and you slept alone.Â
But the delicious ache in your body tells you differently. And the note sitting by your lamp along with a glass of orange juice and an Aspirin definitely tells you differently.Â
With your head clearing from the sleep and the reality of your horrible situation hitting you (along with a hangover), you pick up the note and read Erenâs messy handwriting:Â
Thanks for last night. Hit me up again soon. xxxxÂ
-Love Always, Your Best
Putting the note down, you grab your house phone from the nightstand and dial Kaidoâs number. It is the one thought you have to do first to start your morning. Not stretching. Not getting a glass of water. Not showering or brushing your teeth or contemplating whether or not to kill yourself because you slept with your toxic ex-boyfriend.Â
Instead, you face reality head-on like a real bitch as Kaidoâs voicemail enters your eardrum: âHi, this is Kaido Ashida! Iâm not here right now, but leave a message and Iâll get back to you as soon as I can!âÂ
Beep. Your mouth opens. âKaido,â you automatically say. âHiâŠitâs me. I think we need to talk after last night.âÂ
And then the guilt sets in as you stare down at Erenâs note, your body teeming for another night with him soon. âI donât think this is gonna work,â you sigh.Â
THE END.
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Dark content!- stalking, very perverted Ren, reader being recorded without knowing
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Eren loved you truly more than you could ever imagine. He always had feelings for you. How could he not? You were the cutest ditzy person he had ever met. But that was the kind of thing he needed to keep him grounded. Someone so bubbly that brought joy to his very angry life.
He hadn't meant to start being obsessed with you honestly! He didn't even know how it happened, he just found himself constantly staring at you whenever you two hung out. And staring turned to touching. Touching turned to constantly watching all of your social media. That was the least concerning thing though.
Unbeknownst to you your "best friend" just so happened to love breaking into your room. He always tried to leave things the way they were, just wanting to be there because it smelled so much of you but he couldn't help himself! His hands always found their way to your drawer or dirty clothes. Taking the first pair of underwear he could find. He would bring them to his face as he took in the smell. He was practically rock hard just off of that alone. His long hair fell over his face as he peeled his sweatpants down as well as his boxers freeing his heavy dick. A hiss left his lips as he wrapped the underwear around his tip, collecting all the precum that already started to leak.
The only thing that filled the room was the sound of his grunts and the whispers of your name. Your underwear practically soaked with how much his dick was leaking. His mind painted a picture of you, pretending it was your pretty hand wrapped around his dick instead of his own. A pathetic almost whimper fell from him at the thought. His hips bucked into his hand harshly, eyes rolling back as he finally came. It wasn't the first time he done this, definitely wouldn't be the last either.
You had noticed some of your stuff missing and confined in him that you were a little scared. And what did Ren do? Well get you a gift of course! He wanted his best friend to always be happy. The cutest white bunny plushie was what he got you. Ren couldn't help himself though. He hadn't told you but the plushie had his favorite way to stalk you yet. A little camera inside. Whenever he came over he placed it right so it'd face your bed. Catching every single moment you spent on there. When you'd sleep, when you'd wake up, and more importantly whenever you'd fuck yourself dumb.
Eren was just getting home from doing yet another tattoo when he decided to check the cameras and to his surprise he had perfect timing. He watched as you pushed back on to the pink dildo you had "jokingly" bought when you two hung out last time and went into Spencer's. Tears falling down your cheeks as you felt an ache of need. It wasn't the same as if someone else was fucking you. No one's hands touching you or whispering dirty words in your ear, giving you praises for how you were riding the toy. Eren could think of many at that moment. He was mesmerized by what he was seeing.
The way your hands ran up your body as if you were trying to mimic what you wanted someone to do to you. Groping your chest, slapping your ass, wrapping your hand around your throat, he wanted to do all of the shit you were doing to yourself. Watching your ass bounce, seeing you grip on to your sheets for support, the way you threw your head back whenever you felt the toy graze that one spot that no man ever seemed to hit. Maybe eren would have to change some shit around next time he slept over...
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This was way different than what I planned. Should this be a series?
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three's a... - jean kirschstein x afab!reader x eren jaeger - 18+!!!
i feel like i have mentioned the possibility of giving y'all an erejean threesome way too many times to keep holding out on you, so now that i've finally nitpicked this fic to death, here we are!! literally living my dreams vicariously through this fic. i'm still not 100% happy with it, but eren and jean are sexy here and are doing half of the work of making this worth the read for me lolol. it's also written mostly through jean's pov which was interesting to play with.
pairing: eren jaeger x reader x jean kirschstein
wc: 6.5k
DISCLAIMER: this post contains MATURE CONTENT that is intended only for those over 18. if you are a minor, please do not read below the cut.
CWs: smut, consensual hook-up, threesome, established relationship (eren's ur perfect bf and u guys can't stop having sex with jean lol), unprotected sex, oral sex (male receiving), face fucking, rough sex, vaginal fingering, degradation, biting, dirty talk, penetrative vaginal sex, anal (fingering and fucking), swearing, use of names (slut, brat, pretty girl, good girl, angel), mean dom eren vs soft dom jean, multiple orgasm, dacryphilia/crying, creampie, double penetration, bicurious jean and bicurious eren (tasty, they definitely don't keep their hands to themselves), polyamory implied
buckle up, this was a blast to write and i hope it's equally as fun to read. enjoy <33
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Jean should definitely not be here.
He should absolutely not be on his living room couch with Eren Jaegerâs girlfriendâs head in his lap, playing idly with her hair. By all traditional conventions and rules of exclusive relationships, Jeanâs fairly sure that letting your girlfriend rest her head on the crotch of your roommate while he strokes her hair is on the no-no list. Not for Eren, apparently, who has your feet in his lap on the other end of the couch, playing with your toes absentmindedly and making you giggle and kick him in protest. Jean should not be here, but you and Eren have made a habit of roping him into circumstances that he would never admit to, not even at gunpoint.
If Jean is brutally, painfully honest with himself, he knows he had gotten himself into this. You were just so cute, wisping around their apartment in a big tshirt and tiny shorts in the mornings, always making sure to save him a cup of coffee. Maybe he had let his lingering glances linger just a little too long, smirked over his coffee mug at you one too many times, come up behind you to help you reach something on the top shelf and leaned a little too close, Jean couldnât pinpoint exactly what caused Eren to notice his clear attraction towards you, but he did. Instead of getting his ass kicked like he had expected when you and Eren sat down to confront him, Jean had learned something.
Eren Jaeger has a greedy, spoiled brat of a girlfriend.
That had been the first time Jean came in you, fucking into your throat while Eren watched from across the room, palming over the bulge in his jeans. The second time, the two of you had invited Jean out for a drink, which, in hindsight, he should have seen the ulterior motive from a mile away. He had ended up cumming in your pussy, bending you over in the bar bathroom with Erenâs cock in your mouth. The third time had been in Erenâs bedroom as you rode him, Eren sitting behind you and working your hips over Jeanâs cock as you wailed.
Jean had stopped his ministrations in your hair as he was reflecting on how exactly he got into this situation, trying very hard not to think too far into the filthy details to prevent propping your head up with an erection. You make a little noise of discontent, grabbing at his hands and urging them back to your hair.
âJean, donât stop. Feels good.â
Jeanâs mouth tightens into a thin line at your choice of words, words heâs heard from you before under very different circumstances, but he obliges. So much for self control. Eren raises a smug eyebrow at him from across the couch.
âYouâre giving her what she wants, right, Kirschtein?â
Jesus, you two are insatiable, still managing to grate on Jeanâs razor-thin willpower with all of your clothes on. Jean wonders briefly what the appeal is for Eren, if he gets off on watching you take another manâs cock, bring another man near to tears with your warm, silken cunt. Does Eren enjoy dangling you in front of Jean until heâs forced to give in? Erenâs gaze lingers on Jeanâs hands, threading through your hair, awaiting an answer.
âYeah,â Jean says, not trusting any more words to his loose lips. Theyâve already betrayed him three times now, saying yes when they should have been saying no.
âGood,â Eren responds simply, offering a small smile that, to anyone else, looks innocent. Jean knows Eren better than that. He watches as Erenâs hand travels up your bare leg, coming to rest on your upper thigh. Youâre affected by it, such a simple touch, such a sensitive little body; he can feel you tense over his thighs.
Jean steels his jaw and forces his eyes back over to the movie. Heâs got to stop playing these fucked up games of yours, itâs bad for him and he knows it. He hasnât dated in months, not since youâd first pulled him into your little world, canât bring himself to look at anyone else, canât stand the thought of feeling anyone elseâs skin under his fingers. His little crush has bloomed into full-blown lovesickness, and it would be best for him if he just stopped.
All of that ironclad willpower melts away in an instant when you let out a little moan.
Erenâs hand has snuck its way up to your shorts, nudging at the apex of your thighs. His focus is still trained on whatever reality show youâve put on, completely ignoring the way you sigh under his touch. Jeanâs cock twitches in his pants; this is his opportunity to hesitate, to say no, but he stays silent, only watching as you squirm in his lap.
âEren,â your chastisement comes out as a breath. One of your hands comes to meet Erenâs, trying to push him away, but he simply swats your hand, shooting you a stern look.
âBehave,â Eren warns, eyes dark and dangerous. Jeanâs learned that Erenâs mean to you, snappy when you put on your little attitude and fight back, but Jean doesnât have the willpower. He holds you gently while he fucks into you hard, gives you anything you ask for.
You bite your lip and turn your head back to the TV, one hand coming up to pull Jeanâs away from your head, wrapping your fingers around his. Jeanâs breath hitches in his throat when you squeeze tight, back arching like youâre holding back a moan; Erenâs worked his way into your panties now, rubbing little circles over your clit.
âLook, Jaeger,â Jean makes a half-hearted attempt to remove himself, pulling his hand from yours and making all the movements to suggest heâs going to stand up, âI shouldââ
âWhat?â Eren cocks his head, as casual as if theyâre discussing the weather. âLook at her, you really gonna just leave her there like that while Iâm teasing her?â
Against his better judgment, Jean flicks his eyes down towards you. Itâs a pitiful sight, your eyes already glossed over and staring up at him, wide and pleading, your bottom lip tucked in tight between your teeth.
âJean,â his name comes out of your mouth, broken and already heady with arousal. Thatâs what snaps his resolve clean in two. You need him.
âWhat is it?â Jean hates the fondness in his voice, so glaringly obvious in front of your fucking boyfriend. Eren doesnât seem to mind, though; he picks up speed, making you wriggle impatiently.
âWanna kiss,â you whimper, reaching up towards his face.
âDonât,â Eren stops Jean from leaning down, âsheâs been bad today.â
âIs that so?â Jean rubs a thumb over your lips, frowning down at you. He can see the guilt in the way your brows knit together; oh, you have been bad, and you know it.
âWouldnât stop begging me for you, wanted to snuggle with Jeanie,â Eren raises his voice to mock you, slapping a hand against your clit and making you jump.
Jeanâs face burns; is this it? Is this finally Eren telling him that youâre off-limits, finally deciding that Jeanâs had his fill? And heâs going to rub it in his face by torturing you on Jeanâs lap?
âTell him,â Eren demands, another sharp smack landing on your cunt.
âDidnât want to wait t-til you got home,â your face is already blotchy, eyes clouded with shame, âwanted Eren to text you and make you leave work.â
âAnd what did I say?â
âBe patient,â your voice wavers, Jeanâs heart pounds in his ears, âand Jean would come take care of me.â
âSo needy,â Eren tuts down at you, cruelly shoving a finger into your wet heat and instantly removing it, drawing a breathy whine from you, âsee?â
Erenâs offering his finger to Jean, shining with slick, eyebrows lifted insistently. Jean narrows his eyes, cocks his head. What game is he playing at?
âWhat, donât want a taste?â Erenâs eyes glint in the low light, taunting him. Jean leans forward hesitantly, lets the other man slide a thick finger between his lips. You always taste so good, salty and tangy; Jean feels a groan rumble deep in his chest. The corner of Erenâs mouth curls ever so slightly. Whatever game heâs playing, Jeanâs losing. âTouch her, but no kisses. She has to behave if she wants that.â
You pout, bottom lip still wobbling where youâve pushed it out, but you arch your back a little, straining your tits against your tank top. Jean knows you well enough by now, knows you chose that thin little top and didnât wear a bra just for him, just to tempt him. You have been bad, but Jean doesnât care, could never care when youâre looking up at him all sweet and needy. But he knows better than to disobey Erenâs rules, for your sake. Eren will edge you for the rest of the night, make himself cum, and leave you out to dry.
âJean, pleaseââ
âSh,â Jean shushes you, sits you up just a little so he can pull your tank top over your head, âIâve gotcha. Just be good for us, alright?â
You nod and smile drunkenly as he cups your breasts, kneading your nipples between his fingers. Theyâre one of his favorite things about you; he canât resist leaning down to place sloppy, open-mouthed kisses along your hot skin, lick around your nipples just light enough to tease. Maybe Jean can be a little mean too.
âMore,â you gasp, fingers coming to clutch at his head, âmore, Iâ oh!â
Jeanâs eyes flit down your body to see Erenâs now got two long fingers shoved knuckle-deep in you, curling them fast enough to make you cry out, roll your hips up towards him. If he looks closely, he can see a wet patch forming on the crotch of your shorts; it makes his cock throb. Heâs never met a woman that gets as wet as you, filthy at the slightest touch.
âYouâre so messy,â Jean voices his mind without exactly meaning to, pulling himself from you so he can prop you up against his chest and let you look at the mess youâve made. You give him a little whine of protest, tilting your chin up towards him, searching for his mouth.
âPlease, I wantââ
âI know what you want,â Jean thumbs at your lip, âheâs mean, isnât he? Making you behave yourself when all you want is a little love, isnât that right?â
âMhm,â you manage to shoot a scathing glare at Eren that makes Jean chuckle, makes Eren smack your thigh hard enough to echo throughout the room.
âStupid little slut,â Eren growls, moving his fingers faster, âyouâre just all about Jean because he spoils you, aren't you? Someone has to make sure you behave yourself.â
Jeanâs eyes widen; Erenâs clearly in a mood today, and Jean hopes it doesnât have anything to do with his presence. Erenâs a mixed bag most times. Jeanâs overheard him making soft, quiet love to you, little praises slipping out from the crack in his bedroom door, but Jeanâs also watched Eren edge you to the point of tears, spit on your cunt, spank you until you bruise. Maybe Erenâs jealousy finally is getting the better of him, Jean thinks, maybe he just canât say no to your insatiable appetite, and he is actually pissed that you had begged him for Jean.
âJean,â youâre clutching at his shirt, moaning pathetically as Eren sucks harsh bites into your thighs.
âDid it to yourself,â Jean shakes his head at you sadly, âyou know better than to make him mad.â
âShut her up,â Eren nods his head at your mouth meaningfully, âIâve heard enough out of her for today.â
It takes some awkward repositioning, but Jeanâs able to pull his cock out, tap it against your tongue where youâve already got your mouth hanging open, drool pooling on his lap under your cheek.You shove yourself up with some effort, and take Jean almost to the hilt on your first go, slurping lewdly around him. Jean nearly chokes.
âOh, you are needy today,â he hisses, threading his fingers through your hair, making sure his view remains unobstructed. âThat what you wanted? My cock in your throat?â
You manage a stiff nod around him in between the muffled moans youâre letting out around his cock; Erenâs added his thumb to the mix now, pulling your panties to the side so he can swipe at your clit.
âShe was fuckinâ drooling for it earlier,â Eren says, meeting Jeanâs eyes with a smirk, âshould have seen her, all pouty and sad because her Jeanie wasnât here. Pathetic.â
In the small part of Jeanâs brain thatâs still able to think rationally with his cock nudging at your gag reflex, heâs frowning in confusion. Eren is pissed at you because you were begging for Jean, and here he is spurring Jean on in fucking into your throat. It makes no fucking sense, really, but Jeanâs getting his dick sucked, and not for the first time, by the woman heâs been pining after for months, so who is he to question it?
âMmph!â You squeal, mouth too full to form a real sound, hips canting up violently towards Eren. Eren laughs, low and cruel.
âAw, I think sheâs gonna cum soon,â Eren pulls his fingers from you, a tear slips down your cheek. âPity.â
Your cry of protest is whimpered by Jean standing up slightly, angling his hips to plunge as deep as he can. Heâs only had his cock in your mouth a few times, but Jeanâs intuitive. He knows how much you can take, knows exactly how far to push you before itâs too much.
âDonât whine, baby,â Jean huffs, âjust gonna make him more mad. He wonât let me help you if you donât behave.â
âLook at you,â Eren runs his hands along your thighs, leans down to press a chaste kiss over where youâve ruined your shorts, âbeing a good girl for us. Sâthat what it takes for you to behave? Need both of us?â
If Jeanâs not mistaken, the garbled sound you make around him is one of agreement. The thought goes straight between his legs, brings him far closer to the edge than heâd like to be at this point. He pulls your mouth off of him, making you pout.
âButââ
âI know, I know, you want it,â Jean rubs an affectionate thumb over your cheek, âbut you want me to fuck you, too, right?â
âPlease,â you breathe, reaching down to wiggle your shorts off. Erenâs face lights up.
âWanna show him your little surprise, baby?â Erenâs tugging at your shorts now, ripping them off and tossing them to the sides. He puts his hands under your arms, yanking you out of Jeanâs lap and throwing your chest over his shoulders. When Erenâs hands come to your cheeks, spreading them so Jean can see, Jeanâs heart nearly stops. Thereâs a little pink rhinestone glittering where your asshole should beâ a plug, keeping you open and ready. Eren meets Jeanâs eyes, daring. âShe picked it out just for us. Want us both, donât you? Nasty little thing.â
Eren punctuates his statement with a grin and a sharp slap to your ass that makes you jump, nod desperately from behind him. Jean reaches a cautious hand over, puts two fingers around the toy and pulls lightly, just enough to watch it move in you. You whine; he can see your empty cunt flutter.
âCan she take it? Both of us?â
âOh yeah,â Eren brushes off Jeanâs concern, âbeen using all her little toys for weeks, making me practice with her. She can take it.â
With that, Jeanâs standing, padding into his room and knowing Erenâs following with you still tossed over his shoulder. His head spins; you, his precious little toy, have been stretching yourself out, getting yourself ready to have two cocks in you? The thought nearly makes Jean moan to himself, imagining how tight youâll be all stuffed full.
Erenâs thrown you on the bed none too gently, stripping as you look up at him, hearts in your eyes. He stops midway through pulling his clothes off to grab your chin, offer your pleading gaze to Jean.
âWhy donât you ask him, hm?â Eren coos, looking between you and Jean with a filthy grin on his face. âAsk him again, see if youâve been good.â
âWill you kiss me, Jean? Please?â Your voice has that thin, fucked out tone to it that drives Jean crazy, makes him want to make you cry.
âYeah princess, Iâll kiss you.â He leans down, takes your soft mouth in his, Eren never releasing his hold on your chin. Jean can taste himself on your tongue, smiling appreciatively at the salty tang. Eren rips you away far too soon, pressing his mouth down on you far rougher than Jean had. They balance each other well, Jean thinks, the gentle caresses and the sharp slaps that make you come undone under them in a way neither of them can manage alone.
âOn your knees, brat,â Eren sneers, the shred of tenderness that heâd grabbed your face with long-gone, âconvince us to fuck you stupid.â
You nod obediently, sliding off the bed and onto your knees, reaching for Jean. He steps forward, letting you hold his cock in your little hand, rub up and down while you take Eren in your mouth. Even your hands are enough to drive him crazy, so soft and supple around him; Jeanâs head falls back.
âFuck,â Eren sucks a sharp breath in between his teeth, âthatâs it, baby, take it.â
Something possesses Jean, what it is he canât be sure, but he reaches a hand down to the back of your head, pushing you further down Erenâs length. He half-expects Eren to chastise him for it, but Eren groans, long and loud, a sound that simmers in Jeanâs stomach.
Jean watches the contractions of Erenâs abs, trails his eyes up to where the other manâs strong chest is heaving, a strange, hot sensation trickling through his center. Itâs too late to look away once he realizes heâs been caught, but instead of finding amusement when he meets Erenâs eyes, Jean finds something else entirely.
Erenâs looking at Jean the way he looks at you, all lusty and uninhibited. Jean nearly scowls at him, everything heâs internalized over the years rearing its head in his chest, but Eren stops him with a hand wrapped around the back of Jeanâs neck. In the blink of an eye, thereâs a set of lips on his, a sharp tongue licking into his mouth.
Jean lets out a wanton, strung out moan that Eren swallows, echoes with one of his own. Jean notices that your head has stilled under his hand, and he shoves you back onto Erenâs cock mindlessly, relishing in the way Erenâs mouth stutters against his own when you retch around him. He trails his hand, tentative and exploratory, up to Erenâs hair, grabs the bun at the back of his head and pulls. Jeanâs surprised at the heat beneath his palm; heâs always known Eren runs hot, especially after the last few times heâs fucked you. Itâs only natural to brush arms, brush legs during the act, but Erenâs skin is scalding, damp with sweat under his touch.
Itâs not Jeanâs first kiss with a man, not by any means, but heâd never guessed that Eren, headstrong, manly, unreadable Eren, had this in him. Had it been hiding there for all of these years? Was it a spur of the moment thing, that Eren would look back on and cringe at later?
Doubt getting the better of him, Jean breaks first, pulls away with a quiet smacking sound. Erenâs eyes are just as wide as his feel, searching Jeanâs face for any sign of regret, of satisfaction, of something. A loud whine from below distracts them both, and whatever odd moment was forming is broken as they look down at you.
Your chin is covered in drool from where youâve been choking on Eren, gagging around him, and your eyes are glossy and needy. Jeanâs cock gets impossibly harder.
âWhat?â Eren taunts. âYou jealous that I kissed your Jeanie?â
âYeah,â you pout, brows knitting, but Jean can see the arousal written into your features. You liked it.
âGet up,â Jean says to you, voice hard and unforgiving.
You follow his instruction, standing on shaking legs. Jean can see the snark in your eyes before it comes out of your lips. âWhat, finally going to pay attention to me now?â
As soon as the words have left your mouth, Erenâs hand is around your jaw, wrenching it open for him to spit into your mouth. âDonât fucking talk back, not if you want to cum.â
âYou were doing so good,â Jean rubs a hand over your hip, guiding you to lay on top of him on the bed, âwhat, are you that desperate for us that you canât mind your manners?â
âI justââ
âWant both of your slutty little holes filled?â Eren scoffs, kneeling on the bed behind where youâre straddling Jeanâs hips. âYeah, we know.â
You frown and lean down to Jean, searching for consolation, but he shoves you to sit back up, admiring the way your chest bounces with the movement.
âCanât be nice to you all the time,â Jeanâs voice is low, dangerous, ânot when you act like a brat.â
He can see the heartbreak on your face, revels in it, but itâs short lived. Your eyes fly open as Eren works the plug out of you, tossing it to the side and wrapping an arm around you to take your neck in his hand. Eren looks down at Jean, exchanges a conspiratorial smirk with him.
âWhy donât you ask Jean if you can sit on it while I work you open, hm?â
Your eyes glisten pleadingly at Jean, but somethingâs come over him. He realizes he likes drawing those begging moans out of you, likes holding you over the edge between the tips of his fingers. Jean shrugs.
âShow me how bad you want it.â
While Eren reaches over to scrounge around for the lube in Jeanâs bedside table, you start to work your hips over Jeanâs cock, slicking it up with how wet you already are. Jean grabs you by the back of the neck, pulls you to him to drink down the little whimpers and moans that escape your lips.
âJean, please,â you sigh into his mouth, âI need you.â
Jeanâs resolve wavers, but he stands firm. âBeg.â
âIââ hot tears of shame are welling in your eyes now, Jean wants to lick them from your cheeksâ âplease, I need it, need your cock in me, please, Jean.â
âWhat do you think, Eren?â As Jean asks the question, it strikes him just how often he refers to the other man simply as âJaegerâ, not by his first name. In his mind, âJaegerâ is his friend of many years, and âErenâ is the man that he had just inexplicably, passionately kissed. âThink sheâs earned it?â
âLetâs see how she takes my fingers,â Eren replies, slicking his fingers up with lube and forcing two into your already-stretched hole with ease, making you squeak in surprise, âoh fuck, sheâs already so stretched out for us. Yeah, give her what she wants, let her warm up to it.â
âThank you, t-thank you,â you stammer, out of your mind with want as Jean slides the head of his cock into you with a long groan.
âShit,â Jean growls, holding onto you tight to prevent your hips from pushing down on him too fast, filling you up too quickly with Erenâs fingers hard at work in your other hole. Maybe he is the nice one, after all. âSo fucking tight for me, arenât you?â
âMhm, for you,â you hum, lip tucked in your teeth.
âThink she likes you more than me,â Eren smirks from over your shoulder, working a third finger into you and making your jaw drop. For his part, Jean bottoms out, hissing as you pulse around him. He can feel Erenâs fingers scissoring through your walls, eyes rolling back into his head at the sensation.
âYou okay? Is it too much?â Jean notices one of those tears that had sparkled in your eyes earlier threatening to fall, grabbing your face and forcing you to look at him. You look beautiful, all stretched around him and fucked out, mind blank.
âItâs a lot,â you nod, sniffle, âbut Iâm okay, I can take him. Want to, wantâ need you both.â
Erenâs eyes darken, and Jean can feel him remove his fingers, feel the accommodating stretch of your walls able to breathe again. Jean takes your hips in his hands, rolling you along his cock to grant both of you some of the friction you desperately need. You mewl, leaning over to wrap your arms around his shoulders. Erenâs lining up behind you, running a soothing hand over your back.
âDeep breaths, baby,â Jean instructs you, holding you to his chest. You sniffle and nod into his shoulder, muscles tense and twitching.
âTell me if itâs too much, alright angel?â Eren leans over to press a surprisingly tender kiss between your shoulder blades and gives Jean a signaling nod, which Jean returns.
Jean can feel it the moment Eren pushes in, feel your body stretching itself to accommodate both of them. You squeal into the skin of Jeanâs shoulder that youâve taken between your teeth, and it hurts, but he lets you, rubbing circles on your lower back.
âDoing so good for us, baby,â Jean hums, pressing his lips to your ear, âtoo much?â
You shake your head, whimpering as Eren pushes in further.
âGod, sheâsâ shit, itâs so fucking tight,â Eren growls, jaw clenched and a little vein protruding in his neck from the effort of holding himself back, reining in the part of himself that just wants to snap his hips forwards into you.
âYeah, she is,â Jean chokes out, feeling suffocated by the way youâre pulsing around him, by the pressure of Erenâs cock shoving at him. Heâs not sure where he ends and where the both of you begin, if thereâs even any separation between his skin and Erenâs and yours anymore.
âFeel soâ full,â you hiccup, nails digging into Jeanâs shoulders. Your watery voice makes Eren pause, rub a hand over your back.
âYou doing okay, baby? How you feeling?â
âFeelsâŠ.â you take in a deep, heaving breath, âgood. Feels so good.â
Eren grins, something feral. âThatâs our girl. So good for us, yeah?â
âYou like being full, hm?â Jean can feel a smile mirroring Erenâs on his face.
He doesnât miss Erenâs choice of words. Our girl. And you are their girl, you love being full of them. Of course you do. Youâre their insatiable little plaything, so good at taking them in each of your holes. You love it, you love them.
âItâsâ fuck, Iâm in,â Erenâs staring at where youâre all connected. Jean wishes he could see, but the tightness of you around him is enough, the way he can feel Eren through your thin walls, pressing against his cock. Eren pumps his hips experimentally, and all three of you moan in sync.
âPl-please move, Jean, fuck- no, Eren, justââ youâre babbling nonsensically, music to their ears.
âWeâve got you,â Jean hushes you, fucking his hips up into you and cutting you off, âjust sit tight and be our good little girl, alright?â
âOh g-god.â Your words wrench from you in a sob, jolting with the thrust of Jeanâs hips up into yours. It takes some work, but soon enough, theyâre pumping in and out of you at the perfect pace, synced up so youâre never empty, not for long. Youâre wailing, voice scratchy from all the crying youâve already done that night, clutching onto Jean like heâs your last lifeline.
âFeels so fucking good,â Eren grits out, digging his fingers into the flesh of your hips, âso good for us.â
âNot gonna last long, not like this,â Jean agrees, sitting you up so he can see you, see your wet cheeks and your open mouth, âso pretty like this, arenât you? All stuffed full?â
âShe loves it,â Eren growls over your pathetic, shaky moan of agreement, landing a smack on your ass, âfucking loves us, donât you baby? Tell us, tell us how much you love it.â
âI-I love it,â you manage, voice wrecked, âlove youâ fuck- love you both so much.â
Jeanâs eyes widen, roll back in his head a little. Youâre so perfect, obedient and willing to take both of them, let them abuse your holes. The thought makes him bite down on the inside of his cheek, not willing to be the first to break and ruin this perfect moment.
âJean, Iâ shit, Iâm gonna cum soon,â Eren pants, pupils blown wide and mouth hanging open when he meets Jeanâs eyes. âMake her cum.â
Jean nods determinedly, somehow finds the presence of mind to slide a hand in between your slick bodies, swiping at your clit insistently. Your body blooms for him, back arching as you throw your head back against Erenâs shoulder. He feels you clench violently around him, knows youâve already been on the edge since they started with you, knows you wonât take much goading to break for them.
âThat good?â Jean forced out through his clenched jaw, trying to keep pace with Eren amidst your vice-like grip on him.
âYes, so fuckingâ oh my god, J-Jean, Iâmâ Eren,â youâre babbling, close to the point of hysteria, eyes blank and teary. Jeanâs free hand wraps around your hip, grabbing hard at the flesh there. Heâs so gone he barely catches it, just barely, but he notices Erenâs hand. Eren lays his palm over Jeanâs, deliberate and steady, grabbing onto the other manâs hand and squeezing down. Jean meets Erenâs eyes, fucked out and hooded.
âCome on,â Jean rubs faster, harder, his eyes flitting back and forth between yours and Erenâs, âshow us what a good fucking girl you are for us.â
Whatever was tethering you to your sanity falls away, and you cum harder than Jeanâs ever seen, mouth hanging open in a silent scream as your muscles lock up, legs trembling on either side of Jeanâs hips. He grips your hip harder, trying to maintain a pace so you can ride your orgasm out on top of them. Eren follows quickly behind you, biting into your shoulder with a loud, long groan. When Jean feels Erenâs cum leaking out of you, feels the mess theyâve made between your legs, he falls over the edge too, slamming your hips down into his and grinding up into you with a moan.
The three of you collapse into a heap of limbs and sweat and stickiness, chests heaving and muscles twitching. Jean can feel the burn of Erenâs skin and the slick, plush give of yours, enveloping him from every angle, and for the first time in months, he lets his eyes flutter shut, letting himself enjoy the simple pleasure of touch.
But nothing is forever, and after a few minutes, he feels you begin to stir between them, mumbling about needing to go to the bathroom. Eren reluctantly rolls off the bed to help you to the bathroom to clean up, leading you out on shaking legs. Alone again, Jean throws his hands over his face and sighs, deep and hefty.
He shouldnât be here, he should have never let you both goad him into this.
It occurs to Jean that he needs some air; the apartment feels suffocatingly small knowing that both of you are only a few layers of plaster and a door away. He pushes through regret and self-doubt, pulling his sweatpants back on and scrounging around in his laundry basket of unfolded, clean clothes to find a shirt.
âWhat are you doing?â Erenâs suddenly in the doorway, scowling at him.
âGoing out.â
âYou worked this morning. What, do you have plans or something?â Thereâs a clear note of annoyance in Erenâs voice, but Jeanâs too exhausted and shaky to look into it.
âJean?â You, Erenâs shadow as always, peer around his shoulders, a cute little furrow of confusion between your brows. âWhere are you going?â
Jean nearly growls in frustration, digging the heels of his palms into his eyes. âOut. Iâm going out.â
He hates the way you flinch, grab onto Erenâs hand for stability in the wake of his snapping at you. Eren speaks next, but Jean doesnât recognize his tone; itâs firm, but somehow, itâs lacking Erenâs perpetually angry intonation.
âSit.â Erenâs got one finger pointed to the bed, ordering him as if this isnât Jeanâs own room. He drags you over behind him, plopping on the bed as if you all do this every day. Jean glares at Eren, softens his eyes at the way youâre looking up at him invitingly.
âWe just want to talk a little,â you pat the comforter, smiling softly. That breaks him, and against Jeanâs better judgment, heâs sitting where youâve indicated, t-shirt still fisted in his hands.
âAbout?â
âWe donât want you to thinkâ well, thisâŠâ Eren gestures his hands between the three of you, frowning deeper, and eventually sighing, âI donât know how to say it.â
You pick up for Eren, smiling at him. âWe donât want you to feel like youâre out of place here, thatâs all.â
Jean cocks an eyebrow. âIn my own bedroom?â
âNo, asshole,â Eren rolls his eyes, âwithâŠwith us.â
âWhat does that mean?â Jeanâs heart nearly stops. A small, soft hand over his makes his breath catch in his throat.
âWeâre not, like, experienced with this, so maybe weâre doing this whole thing wrong,â you look to Eren anxiously, who nods at you reassuringly, âbutâŠwe have room for you. If youâre open.â
âLikeâŠâ Jean barely trusts his voice to carry above a breath, âin what sense?â
âItâs not just sex,â Eren mumbles, flushing pink, âto us, at least.â
âWe like you,â you clarify, smiling again, âand however you want us, if you want us, at least, you can have us.â
Jean blinks stupidly, looks to Eren to see if his face betrays anything, anything that could explain the conversation taking place, if itâs a joke, if heâs unsure. To his surprise, Eren looks up at him, green eyes earnest and burning into his, and takes the t-shirt out of Jeanâs hands, giving one of Jeanâs hands to you and taking the other for himself.
âIt works,â Eren says, finding some conviction, âwhatever you want to call it, this works.â
âFor both of you?â Jean can hardly believe his ears, can hardly fathom the feeling of your soft, delicate little fingers and Erenâs calloused palms wrapped around his hands.
âFor both of us. ButâŠdoes it? For you?â Your voice wavers, your nerves betraying you.
âI mean, I donât know what it is. I donât understand it,â Jean admits, positive that his eyes are comically wide in the face of this new information.
âMe neither,â Eren shrugs, âbut we donât have to be so serious about itââ
âNot for now at least,â you smile at Eren encouragingly, nodding and urging him to press on.
âNot for now,â Eren agrees, squeezing Jeanâs fingers ever so slightly, the smallest, most tentative reassurance, âwe can figure it out later.â
âIf you want it,â you bite your lip, looking up at Jean through thick lashes, âwant us. We wonât be upset if you say no. No pressure.â
Jean thinks for a moment, thinks about everything youâre offering him. You, who heâs pined after for months, so beautiful and sweet to him. He thinks about sharing coffee with you in the mornings, holding you tight to his body and drifting off to sleep, letting you play with his hair. He doesnât know if he loves you, but whatever he feels is pretty damn close to it, close enough to drive him crazy and keep him up at night.
And Eren. Heâs been friends with Eren for near a decade now, known him for as long as he can remember. What this agreement means in terms of his relationship with Eren, Jean hardly dares to press, knowing how Eren is: flighty, argumentative, brash. None of that is written into Erenâs features now, though; Erenâs watching him intently, earnestly, chest stilled as if heâs holding his breath, waiting for Jeanâs answer.
Something old and something new mixed together into something entirely unfamiliar.
âWe donât have to put a label on it now, or even go through the semantics,â Erenâs voice is spent, nearly breathless.
âWeâll give you some space if you needââ
âNo,â Jean cuts you off, looking between you both, âno, itâsâ itâs just a surprise, thatâs all.â
Eren snorts. âHow many times do we need to fuck you before you get the hint?â
âEren!â You slap his arm, looking between him and Jean meaningfully. âNot really the time for jokes, is it?â
âI mean, fucking in the bathroom of Scoutâs isnât exactly wining and dining me,â Jean rolls his eyes. Eren laughs at that, unintentionally tightening his grip around Jeanâs fingers and making Jeanâs heart thud a little in his chest.
âYou two are beyond annoying,â you huff, crossing your arms over your chest. Eren and Jean exchange a wicked smirk.
âRegretting this already?â Eren teases you, digging his fingers into your side and making you giggle.
âGet over here,â Jean pulls you onto his lap, feeling emboldened to press a quick succession of kisses to your jawline, to your cheek. God, maybe he does love you, the weight of you in his arms feeling almost perfect. Eren leans over and tackles you both, tickling you wherever he can reach, Jean pinning you to his chest despite your protests and thrashing.
Thatâs whatâs missing, Jean realizes. Itâs not about you and Jean, or you and Eren, or he and Eren. He understands Erenâs bluntness earlier: the three of you just work, regardless of the weirdness of it all or the awkward conversations that lay ahead. It works, and for now, thatâs enough.
Eren relents in his torture, scooting up the bed and dragging you with him, pulling Jeanâs covers over you both like heâd done it a hundred times. Jeanâs last little inkling of self-doubt perseveres, and he hesitates, until Eren tosses the covers on your other side back, patting the sheets meaningfully. Jean swallows his pride, swallows his insecurity, and pulls you into his side, very mindful of Erenâs arm tossed over both of your shoulders, of Erenâs fingers weaving absentmindedly through the hair at the nape of his neck.
And in the morning, when Eren mimics Jeanâs loud snoring and youâre playfully throwing little crumbs of toast at them over the counter, the little voice in Jeanâs head that had warned him to keep his distance will be completely silenced for the first time in months.
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Pros & Cons of Dating JJK Men HC Part 2 (Request)
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Sweet Temptation
Synopsis: Your Step-brother! Eren can't seem to get enough of you.
Pairing: Yan! Step-brother! Eren Jaeger x Fem bodied! Reader. (All characters are 21+).
Warnings: STEPCEST!!!! Eren is obsessed with you đ„ș. Non-con. Dub-con. Oral (F receiving). Fingering. Penetrative sex. Unprotected sex. Daddy kink. Voyeurism (hehe you'll see). PWP. MDNI. Don't read if you're uncomfortable.
Before dinner was served, you decided to hop into the shower for a quick bath after returning from the gym. The way your gym clothes hugged your figure made Eren lose his mind. Your breasts perfectly outlined and so tempting all he wants to do is to suck on your nipples and make you cum. Your tight pants showcasing your ass and how your gymming is paying off.
Of course he shouldn't think like this about you, you're supposed to be family, but to be really honest, Eren never considered you as that type of family, not even once. So can you really blame him if he gets hard seeing your cute little ass peek out from below your shirt when you try and grab the cookie jar to soothe your midnight snack cravings. Can you actually blame him for almost cumming in his pants when you take the first bite of the chocolatey delicacy and close your eyes, your face contorting in pleasure and almost moan out loud at how good it tastes?
Can you really blame him for breaking the lock of your bedroom door from outside just so he can hear your soft moans when you try to masturbate using your cute little fingers while he touches his cock, imagining how cute you'd look sucking him off?
So naturally, when you excused yourself before dinner, he knew this was his chance to take you. Slipping away from the gathering in the living room, Eren made his way to your room, slowly entering and closing the door, making sure to latch it shut. He only broke your lock for a reason ;)
He sighed when he heard you still showering but not a moment later the water shut off. Knowing you, you have your music on while you shower and that music doesn't stop till you're ready to leave your room. And boy is he glad that when you come out, wrapped in just your towel, he can easily push you against the wall and cover your mouth with his big hand to prevent you from shouting in fear. Shhh.... He motions with his fingers, mouth stretched in a smirk, your eyes wide with fear.
Tearing his hand away, your chest heaving from breathing heavily, " Eren what the actual hell?", You ask.
"You are so beautiful.", He says shamelessly checking you out with his dark eyes. Wetting his lower lip he suddenly leans forward towards your neck, sniffs your scent and starts to become hard as the familiar feeling of wanting you takes over his brain.
Holding your wrists in place he pulls away chuckling, amused to see your scared expression, like you aren't his little temptress who keeps making him hard by merely existing.
" You smell nice. Why are you so scared? I'm only Eren. Your Eren." He says tucking your hair behind your ear. Gripping your towel, he tears it off your body in one go, leaving you fully exposed to him.
When you try to gasp his hand wraps around your mouth again. Your free hand tries to pry his strong hand away from your mouth but it's of no use. "Shh... I know you want to scream and fuck..., even I want to hear you scream for me really really bad, but I don't think we can afford that right now, can we? You're a smart little girl aren't you? Hmm"
Nodding in agreement, you take a breath of relief when his hand falls. You gasp softly when his lips kiss the top of your left boob. His tongue comes out to lick your nipple that is already protruding from coming in contact with the cooler air in the room. Engulfing your nipple in his mouth he begins to suck on it to his liking, his other hand coming to play with your right boob. You wrap your hands around his neck to push him away, but him being a lot bigger and stronger than you literally makes you weak.
Detaching from your nipple, his kisses proceed to go down your stomach, your hips, and finally they reach the treasure he's been longing for for so long. He stands up before doing anything more, smiling as he looks down at you. Taking your hand sweetly, he pulls you toward the bed and nudges you to lay down. Knowing Eren, not listening to him never ended well. Hesitantly, you sit down at the edge of the bed, legs pressed together to stop your embarrassment a little. Kneeling down near your legs Eren clicks his tongue in disapproval and taps your knees and pushes them apart. Turning your face away from his, you oblige.
He is in awe when he sees the sight in front of him. You're wet from just a few kisses, did you want him just as much as he wanted you too?
"So pretty for me" he says, his right thumb coming to play with your folds and to find your clit. When he flicks your clit your body jolts and a surprised gasp leaves your mouth. Temptation gets the better of him and he leans forward with his tongue stretched. He drags his tongue from your clit to your entrance, effectively pushing you onto your back in the process and he keeps eating you till your hands come to pull at his hair. Rubbing his face into your pussy he starts to get drunk in this experience of finally having you to himself.
"You're so small baby, I gotta stretch you out for me." Before you can process his words, he inserts his middle and ring fingers inside you at once. Moaning out loud you involuntarily rock your hips into his hand. You can't help but want more, why is he so good at this, you wonder taking and twisting your nipples in your fingers. Eren continues to fuck his fingers into you, eventually adding a third finger and also rubbing your clit. The juices gushing out of your pussy are being collected in his palm.
"Eren...." You warn him, moaning his name, saying that you're close, but of course he knows that, having watched you cum undone so many times. He captures a mental picture of you like his, at the mercy of his fingers, crying for him to make you cum. You bite your lip and arch your back when you finally cum, pushing through the high and trying to close your legs with Eren in between them.
Quickly he undresses himself. Using his cum stained hand, he pumps his cock, lubricating it with your juices. Hovering on top of you, he bends down to capture your lips in a kiss. The sweet sensation of your lips on his is something he knows he can never get used to. Placing his left knee on the mattress, he slowly penetrates into your entrance, swallowing your moans and cries from the stretch in the kiss.
Eren pulls away and groans loudly, feeling your walls around his full cock. God he knew you are perfect, but he didn't expect you to be perfect like this too. Eren is like a drug, you always want more of him. Making grabby hands at him you beckon him to come closer to you. He smiles as he leans down till your chests are touching. "Aren't you just perfect?" He whispers, more to himself.
He starts to move his hips, his cock fucking into you so good you can almost feel him in your stomach. With a dazed look you look into Eren's eyes, begging for him to go faster. Smirking, he obliges and starts to fuck you faster, the sounds of his thighs slapping yours being masked by the music from your phone. You wrap your hands around his shoulders, pulling yourself up to his chest, back arching every time the head of his cock grazes your spot.
" Fuck Eren... Harder... Fuck me harder... Daddy please!" You whine out to him. Somehow his eyes become darker with lust and with every thrust you feel your high approaching. This is the first time you'll be cumming twice in the same session.
" Yes FUCK.. Fuck me... Fuck me... God yess... Daddy... Daddyyyy" you moan loudly finally cumming for the second time, squeezing his cock and also his body as tightly as you could.
"Fuck...." Eren moans pulling his cock out and painting your stomach and chest with his cum. With both your chests rising heavily, you hear a knock on your door.
" Dinner's ready Y/N..... And Eren." Zeke says from outside the door.
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Zeke's POV (Skip if uncomfortable)
Sighing after being disturbed by his mother, Zeke stopped his reading and unwillingly climbed up the stairs to call you down for dinner.
Before he could knock he heard you moan so loud he had to look around to make sure no one was there.
Leaning his ear onto the door, "Daddy please!" Gasping in shock he pulls away from the door.
This is wrong, he shouldn't be affected by you like this. Yet here he is, his cock getting hard after hearing you moan. Checking the surroundings once again, he palms himself and starts listening again. His shock increased when he heard his brother's moans as well coming from your room.
" Fuck" he groans. He should've been the first to take you. But at least he has something to masturbate to tonight. Once he isn't able to hear any more moans from your room, he calls you both for dinner. Of course that is what he originally came to do.
#yandere#yandere headcanons#yandere eren#yandere aot#yandere eren jaeger#aot smut#eren aot#aot imagines#attack on titan#eren jaeger#eren smut#stepbro eren#step brother! eren#zeke jaeger#yandere x willing reader#yandere x you#yandere x reader#male yandere#yandere male x reader#yandere smut#aot noncon#aot dubcon
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Eren NSFW HeadcanonsÂ
Top!Dom!Eren X Bottom!M!Reader
I think Eren would be Bi, having a stronger preference for woman
Very straightforward when asking for sex and when he does ask it goes something along the lines of, "Hey Y/N, we've been together for a while, don't you think the next step would be sex?"
He prefers having rougher sex but doesn't mind the idea of being vanilla if you want him to
He'll change his pace or position to whatever you want
He definitely likes the idea of over-stimulation and edging
"f fuck eren..pplease let me cum..fuck."
Eren loves the idea of you begging him to let you cum, him thrusting deeply into you while stroking your cock stopping every once in a while edging you
when he does let you cum he doesn't stop stroking, he loves watching you orgasm and plead for him to stop because of how intense it feels.
"eeren please stop..iits too much..hgnn.."
Eren would never do these things without permission though.
Eren makes sure to talk things over with you and make sure you both know each others boundaries when doing these types of things
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