#jean krischtein smut

[linalieana]

BAJI KEISUKE, itadori yuji, kisaki tetta, kaminari denki, prob jean kirschtein, connie springer, sasha braus, nishinoya yuu, tanaka, hinata shoyo + ur favs <3

ctto <3 n i can't believe the other one kinda blew up aaaa thank u so so so much, it motivates me to do more <3 luv u much 🫶🏻

[disturb7a]

HOW HE SOUNDS | jean kirstein nsfw audio ˖ ࣪ . 𖧧 ࿐

˚ . ₊˚⊹ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!! jean x fem!reader, nsfw headcanons, swearing, nsfw audio [ please use headphones cuties! ] — mdni, requested <3

JEAN despite his obvious ego, i think he would be so weak when it comes to you. he would be pussywhipped for sure. he definitely begs just to eat you.

he dances on the line of being just simply grunting or so needy. sometimes it’s “fuck…all this just for me?” and “mhfm! aha—fuck.”

he’s definitely a talker. loves being very very vocal with you. he’s so attentive & attractive with it too. always asking what you want, how it feels. “right here? how’s it feel? here?”

and as a bonus… when he cums he whimpers. WHIMPERS. just straight up moaning and bucking his hips into you to chase his high 🫶🏾

source.

[arabella0001]

when they found out you are on a date with someone else (you two are friends)

Characters: Eren Yeager, Levi Ackerman, Armin Arlert, Jean Kirstein, Erwin Smith, Connie Springer, Reiner Braun

[6sakusa]

𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆

𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

Content: FWB relationship, missionary, fingering, mating press, creampie, riding, jealous!eren, him just being soft tbh.

A/N: Not proof read and written on a whim sorry not sorry.

Summary: Eren Jaeger is genuinely incapable of doing friends with benefits, he always seems to have problems with the ‘no strings attached’ part of it all.

You knew some of Eren’s friends and he was pretty renowned around campus, so the day you met him you can believe that you were pleasantly surprised to say he lived up to the hype and more in terms of his gorgeous face. Surprisingly he took quite an interest in you, the pretty girl with Jean’s arm slinged around her shoulders? Oh he’s got to know more. When he got your number he was elated and as expected, it didn’t take more than a few text exchanges before getting you in his bed but something about this was different. Maybe he was just pussy-whipped but he genuinely, for the life of him, couldn’t stop fucking you.

“T-Too much.” You manage to get out through your moans, it’s practically incoherent but by the way you’re clawing at his back while he’s balls deep inside, hammering you in missionary while he presses light kisses to your collarbone even has him surprised. He pulls away from you, slightly, just slightly to your earlobe where he whispers, “You can take it for me, can’t you?”

And of course you do, but the strangest part is that even when Eren fills up the condom he can’t stop, pushing your legs against your chest and fucking you in all kinds of devious angles that have you falling apart in seconds. “Fuck I can’t stop, can’t believe I wasn’t in this pussy sooner.” He whines out against your ear, pushing the both of you into overstimulation countless times.

It’s safe to say you were spent after that but to his your surprise and his, the next day he’s calling you again, asking if you wanted to come over. There was one rule that Eren Jaeger lived by, never fuck the same girl twice. It was simply because he didn’t want to give them the wrong impression, he wasn’t looking for anything serious, anything along the lines of a relationship was an absolute no-go, so he thought it was best to avoid any remnants of that all together. But yet he’d somehow convinced himself there wasn’t any harm in going at it with you again, you were his best afterall.

By the third time he told himself it would be the last time, that was a lie. As hard as he tried to get you off of his mind it wasn’t possible, sex with any other girl felt mediocre after you which left him with only one choice: Running back to you.

“So what do you think about us making this a thing?” He stops halfway through unbuttoning your top, he’s got you trapped underneath him, pupils blown out from your makeout session from just seconds ago.

“A thing?” You raise your eyebrow, a light chuckle escapes your lips in amusement from such cryptic language and for some reason it pulls at Eren’s heartstrings. What was this overwhelming urge to hear you do it again suddenly?

“Yeah a thing.” He repeats, “Like we fuck, no strings attached.” He asks nervously, fumbling with the next button on your shirt a little nervously.

“Are you asking for friends with benefits?” Your expression contorts into one of disbelief, for a second he thinks he’s messed this up and he’s about to lose the best sex he’s had in his entire life until he hears another laugh escape from your lips. “Okay, no strings attached.”

And just like that his lips are back on yours again.

Turns out you really do become friends, you talk constantly on the phone which though, does usually lead to sexting over the following weeks you become closer and closer to one another. The next time Eren tries to get with a new girl his mind wanders back to you, your pretty face, your gorgeous body, your cute little laugh. And the moment he gets his cock out to fuck her it won’t get hard, like physically it can’t. That was definitely one of the most embarrassing experiences of his life, not only was his mind being stupid but now he couldn’t even control his dick when it wasn’t about to be inside of you. That day he left that girl very disappointed, a huge blow to his ego and perhaps reputation but for some reason he finds himself outside your door instead of his own dorm he was planning on going home to.

And surprise surprise, the moment he sees your face, peering up at him with your head cocked into the side in confusion as to why he’s showed up without a word at this time, oh he’s rock solid. Naturally, to make up for such an intrusion he fucks you crazy, enough that it takes twenty minutes for you to regain your ability to speak afterwards. He’s convinced he’s in a slump right now, soon enough he’ll get over this and be back to getting around with whatever women he wants and then he’ll be able to end your agreement once and for all. Yep, that was the plan.

“How are you gonna get home?” You raise an eyebrow, walking out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in your mouth. He can’t help but laugh at you, no one would’ve known how hard you were getting fucked just an hour prior. “You didn’t drive here right? So you left your car.”

“I can walk.” He pulls up his sweats back up, looking at you in a manner that he probably shouldn’t be.

“You can stay the night if you’d like.” You wave him off, wandering back into the bathroom to finish off. It takes him much longer than he should to respond but he does, eventually.

“Here?”

“What?” You laugh, cocking your head to the side. “You don’t like my place?”

“The beds a little small.” He jokes, peering down at the same thing you just fucked on. You roll your eyes, grabbing yourself some fresh pyjamas from your wardrobe. “Well I’m sorry that it wasn’t designed for a six foot four man.”

“Don’t do that, you’ll boost my ego.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” Through all the jokes between the two of you his head is screaming at him that this isn’t a good idea, but when you show him your favourite blanket that he wouldn’t be allowed to use he’s convinced of two things. You’re way too cute to say no to, and the fact that you won’t share your things with him is a good sign. This isn’t intimate, it’s nothing but a good friend doing him a favour.

There just wasn’t one thing he’d anticipated, how much he would love cuddling you in your bed. This was detrimental for him because now he craved it after sex. The next time he was finished with you he opened his arms out once you’d cleaned yourself up, albeit awkwardly considering he’s never consciously done this before.

“What?” You look at him with confusion, your expression only deepens when he frowns, “You hungry or something? We can order food.”

“Yeah.. what are you up for?” He mutters out, closing his arms instantly. That was the last time he decided to not have the courage to ask you to cuddle because he felt strangely empty afterwards.

Obviously, you’re a bit surprised when the emerald eyed devil in all his six foot glory stutters when mumbling, “C-Can we cuddle?”

“Huh? You wanna cuddle?” You almost snort, Eren had obviously avoided anything on any lines of being intimate, the second the two of you had a conversation unrelated to sex and he realised that he would waste zero time throwing an inappropriate joke in. Just a reminder of what your relationship with eachother entailed, nothing more.

“Why are you saying it like that?” He pouts, rubbing his temple with two of his fingers lightly. You seemed surprised and he definitely felt embarrassed.

“I just didn’t expect it from you.” Your furrow your eyebrows, realising that oh, Eren Jaeger was actually being serious when he was asking you to cuddle right now. You seemed reluctant and that’s when he knew that you were in deep in this agreement as he was. Fuck, you might even be worse. You’ve never proposed to do anything intimate and now you even looked like you were about to flatly reject his proposition, how had he let it come to this. There was only one solution, pull out the big guns and guilt trip you out of his embarrassment, “I thought we were friends with benefits, don’t humans need physical touch to survive? That sounds like a benefit to me.” He folds over his arms, all whiny with pink littering his cheeks.

“Okay okay.” You scoff, rolling your eyes, knowing that he could go on until tomorrow if you didn’t stop him. You make your way over to him on the bed, allowing him to engulf you in his arms. He relishes in his victory with a smug expression on his face for a few minutes until you randomly say. “I can’t believe you like this.”

“What? You don’t?” There’s an overwhelming feeling of worry in his chest that he can’t quite discern, the feeling that you may not like him past being friends. But why did he care about that? He shouldn’t, he didn’t like you past being friends? Right? So why had he still not fucked another girl in months? Why was he finding it so hard to get it up without you? He pushes those thoughts to the back of his mind and does what he does best, makes it into a game. Now he was on a mission to get you to fall in love with cuddling, he had his arms around you every chance he could get. Especially after sex until it became a routine with the two of you and you couldn’t fall asleep in his arms otherwise. It was nothing more than mission accomplished he told himself.

At that point the dynamic of your friendship started to change, he couldn’t help the urge to want to see you more often which meant that he invited you out with his friends as much as he could. And he couldn’t regret something more because now Jean had you wrapped around his stupid finger, laughing at all his jokes while you brushed your hands on his chest. God, it made Eren sick.

What was worse it when Jean started sneaking into your sex life, that was his final straw.

Ren: Wanna come over? I’ve got your favourite cookies

You: Extremely tempting offer but im out right now, save them for me?

Ren: Where?

You: Jean’s place

Ren: You never told me you were going there lmao

You: ?

You: Was I supposed to? You don’t tell me when your with other girls

Except he was never with other girls these days. So the next time he saw you he asked straight up if you and Jean had sex. You gave him a strange glance but nodded reluctantly, not knowing if that was actually any of his business or not.

“Oh.” He responds, playing with his fingers, an excuse to do anything but focus his gaze on your pretty eyes.

“Is that.. a problem?” You raise an eyebrow.

“No.” He says so quickly that you’re almost shocked, like he’s so sure of his answer that he doesn’t even question it. “We’re not exclusive so do whatever you want.” He scoffs, it’s more of a reminder to him than it is to you but you can’t help but wince at his harsh tone. It’s just like Eren to cause an argument because he doesn’t have it in him to convey his real feelings. So the next thing you know he’s rambling about STDs, how you having multiple sexual partners isn’t safe for him and how the two of you should break off your agreement. None of it made any sense considering Jean was the only guy you’d fucked in months other than Eren and you knew nothing about what Eren got up to sexually either. Anyway, it was safe to say you stormed out of his place that day in tears and fuck did he feel so bad that he wanted to cry himself. Especially when he finds out that the first place you went after that was to Jean’s house. God he was so mad at himself.

After some time when he finally builds the courage, and albeit after a drink or two he turns up at your door step, it’s a heinous time to be banging down your door, he knows. Of course, your roommate isn’t happy about it either but when he’s telling you how sorry he is and how much he misses sex with you it only takes a few more sweet, yet filthy words to get you writhing under him once more in your bed.

“So sorry baby.” He reminds you as his hands pull your lace panties down a little, he really did miss this so much, missed you too, such a pretty sight. “Want me to show you how sorry I am?” He asks teasingly, running his fingertips up and down your sensitive thighs.

You nod slowly, your breath hitching as he sports you his signature grin. You haven’t seen that in a while and you know exactly what it means. He wastes no time sticking his finger inside of you, he’s memorised your body by now, the way you like to be touched, your little reactions to what he does, the exact angle that his finger needs to hit to get you to cum in under a minute. “Shit.” You fist his top, pulling him down into a messy kiss.

“You like that?” He asks against your lips, his fingers continue to work magic on you. “Did you miss me?” He asks, pulling away slightly while he begins to work into you much quicker than before, it’s enough to have you moaning under his touch. “Tell me how much you missed me.”

“Missed you so much.” You breathe out, he rewards you by pressing his thumb to your clit, rubbing it in circles while his fingers pump in and out of you. You’re falling a part so quickly and you’re easily reminded that no one can make you feel as good as Eren can.

“Yeah?” He breathes, “You gonna show me? Gonna show me how much you missed me?”

You nod and he makes a negative sound, completely unsatisfied with your answer. “Gotta say it gorgeous.” He whispers against your earlobe, “You know how I am, wanna hear you speak.”

“I’ll show you.” You manage to say between moans, your name is on the tip of his tongue and the familiar feeling is in your stomach once more but he doesn’t let you cum, slowing down once he recognises the way your cunt feels when you’re about to spill over the edge.

“Not yet.” He laughs, “Tell me, how are you going to show me?”

“Gonna let you fuck me, I’ll let you fuck me as hard as you want.” You whine, grabbing onto his toned arms in protest, hoping that it will be enough to get him to let you cum.

“You promise?”

“I promise ‘Ren.” You nod, he pulls his fingers out of you and stuffs them in your mouth before putting them in his own. It’s filthy really, no one would ever believe the two of you were anything more than fuck buddies but you loved it, you loved that out of all people Eren could be your dirty little secret.

The next second he has his hands pressing your knees against your chest, you practically yelp in surprise when he pushes his cock inside of you without warning. “Then take this fucking dick like a good girl, can you do that for me?” He doesn’t give you any time to adjust to his pace, he’s pounding into your mercilessly enough so that lewd sounds are filling the air that can’t even be disguised with either of your moans. “Don’t need to prep you properly right? Considering you’ve been fucking other guys.”

You tighten around him at his words, he’s being so mean and you hate when Eren’s mean to you, except in the bedroom, God is it a turn-on. “Oh you like that? Fucking slut.” It was becoming more and more obvious that Eren was in fact mad about you and Jean, this entire thing was a jealousy fuck put simply and my was he putting on his best performance.

The kiss he pulls you into the next second is such a contrast to his dominating demeanour, it’s so gentle and sweet, the type that you give to someone you love and for some reason you can’t help but reciprocate it. He leaves light kisses on your neck, knowing that you would never let him mark you, trust him, he’s tried. The second his lips pull away from your body he’s back to being mean again, picking up the pace even more than before. “Eren— fuck.” You can’t even get out your words.

“Feels good?” He asks, usually he doesn’t like it when you only give him a nod but he knows that right now he’s fucking you absolutely stupid and there’s nothing else you can do. “Who else can make you feel this good huh?” He slows down his strokes, wanting a genuine answer from you as he wraps his hand around your throat. “Tell me, who else?”

“No one.” You whine as tears prick your eyes, he has no mercy for you, not a care in the world as the headboard of your bed slams against your wall. You’d have to apologise to your roommate later. “That’s right, no one.” His thumb brushes your cheek lighty. “So whose pussy is this?”

“Yours!”

“Correct, mine.” He grins smugly, he knows it doesn’t really count considering he can get you to say anything as long as he’s balls deep inside but still, for some reason the sentiment means a lot to him. "You're being so good for me, you wanna cum?"

"Y-Yes please." His expression darkens for a second and he's worried that the time away between the two of you has meant that you'd forgotten the rules of the bedroom.

"Yes please, what?"

"Yes please daddy." You correct yourself instantly and he grins with satisfaction, being nice enough to press his thumb against your clit one more. Rubbing it in soft circles while he bucks into you faster until you're clamping down against him.

“Fuck missed this pussy so much, missed you so much." He says in pure ectcasy as he throws his head back. And for someone who was banging on about safe sex the last time you saw him it's surprising that he had zero reserves about fucking you raw and then cumming inside.

He releases spurts of cum into you and it's almost shocking how much he fills you up, when you were first fondling with his balls tonight you told him how heavy they felt while grinding on his thigh. You'd figured he hadn't fucked anyone in a while, now you could confirm that with the way white thickness was trailing out of you. For the first time, Eren does all the things he never used to before and you can't help but think it's so gentleman-like. The way he rushes to clean you up, not leaving you to do it yourself, the bath he runs for the two of you, the way he changes your bedsheets and for once how he isn't running off home the second he's nutted. Instead he has you in his arms and even more shockingly stays the night.

One thing he hadn't anticipated with all your time away was how much your relationship with Jean had progressed. It was only when he woke up the next morning, seeing you in your pretty little dress and face full of makeup that he wanted to ruin so badly that he realised. "Oh finally, you're awake." You spin your legs in his direction from the chair you sat on opposite your vanity table.

"Nice treat to wake up to." His eyes trail your body shamelessly, and his hoarse morning voice only has your blood rushing south. Eren looks gorgeous in the mornings too, he always does.

But there was something about his hair down against the pillow, the light pink littering his cheeks when he's realised that he's engaged in something intimate last night, his pretty eyelashes when he gazes at you. And don't get started on the way half of his abs are visible through the bedsheets considering he's so adamant on sleeping shirtless.

"You going somewhere?" He asks, propping himself up a little with his elbows. "I thought that maybe we could grab breakfast or something." He continues with a little frown on your face. Eren has never proposed grabbing breakfast before, like ever.

"Sorry." You say, grabbing your bag, double checking that you had everything you needed.

Your perfume fills his nose and he has to bite back a smile, he's so glad to be back. "I've got a date but feel free to help yourself to breakfast here."

"A date?" He practically erases the last part of ot your sentence from his mind, "With who?" He raises an eyebrow, fully sitting up now.

"Jean." You give him a look that reminds him to watch his words considering how he spoke to you the last time he came up.

"Oh.." It felt like that was the only thing Eren knew how to say when it came to you with another man, he was speechless. The time away made him realise he liked you, of course he fucking liked you. What he hadn't yet realised is that he loved you, all those months together meant that you were the girl that had captured his heart and now knowing after last night you'd be off with Jean?

Oh he felt sick. "So you guys are getting pretty serious then?"

"I mean I guess." You shrug, "But we're not exclusive yet."

"So what does that mean for us?" He asks, you've never seen such hurt in Eren's eyes the way you were seeing it right now. The words were almost taken from your mouth but you were doing what was best for you. When you'd first started your arrangement with Eren you were warned by your you were warned by your friends about him. You didn't listen, the sex was too great for you to bother. Over time you realised you'd started developing feels for him and if there was one thing about Eren Jaeger it was that he was allergic to the word intimacy. You'd never have what you truly wanted out of him. So when Jean came around with all the affection in the world your friends convinced you that was what you deserved so naturally, you made an effort.

"Us?" You raise an eyebrow, "Well I guess we'd have to stop what we're doing. obviously." You point between the two of you, hopeful that he wasn't about to suggest cheating if you and Jean did get together.

"Right." He responds plainly, it's extremely blunt, why wouldn't it be? He's got nothing else to say. "We can still be friends though."

Oh that one really hurt. "Yeah.. friends."

"Look I'm already really late, l've got to go but l'll see you later okay?" You don't give him anytime to respond before rushing out of the door, the air was so suffocating in there and you could feel the awkward unspoken tension that you didn't have it in you to face. It takes a lot considering his heart has just been broken but eventually Eren gathers the strength to stand up, waltzing into your kitchen for said breakfast to see you roommate Sasha giving him a scowl. He wasn’t sure if it was because she didn’t like him or if it was because the two of you were too loud last night. Either way he wasn’t interested in that, he was much more fixated on the freshly bloomed vase of flowers that were now on your kitchen island that he’d never seen before. He figured they were Sasha’s, he knew she had a boyfriend because you’d told him.

“Nice, did Niccolo get these for you?” He raises an eyebrow, hoping that it would be enough to dissipate the awkward silence between the two of you.

“Actually…” She turns around with a smug expression, “Jean got them for y/n.” She shrugs, going back to whatever cereal she was pouring. Fuck, he was beginning to doubt himself. Jean seemed like the perfect guy for you, he’s been taking you out on dates, getting you flowers and now he knew the two of you were sleeping together, it was only a matter of time.

The next time he texts you is a few days later, he makes the highest effort possible to not bring any form of sexual speak into the conversation. He was determined to show you how much he cared about solely you and your day. Imagine his surprise when you told him that you and Jean had a date planned tomorrow.

You: Honestly I think he’s finally going to ask me to be his girlfriend

Ren: About time

You: Tell me about it

Ren: If that was me I wouldn’t have ever waited that long

You: Stop being a flirt

Ren: Come on, you know me

You: Yeah I do

You: Kinda gonna miss you ig

Ren: Kinda?

You: Yeah just a little

Ren: I’ll miss you less

You: Just a couple days ago you were in bed whining about how you missed me so much though?

Ren: Low blow

You: Come on, you know me

Ren: Not funny when you do it

You: Shut up you love it

Ren: Yeah unfortunately I do

You: Hey wanna come over? One last time for old times sake

Ren: Fucking you before you become someones girlfriend? How romantic

You: Is that a yes?

Ren: You know it is

And now that he was back in your bedroom, legs spread out while you bounced on his cock because he was adamant on the fact that he did all the work 90% of the time during your FWB relationship, he realised how much he simply cannot let you go. He wasn’t sure if it was the fact your pussy had his head going foggy but once he felt you gripping around his cock, he could only tilt his head back while using his hands to lift your body weight up and down his shaft. The moment he was cumming he slipped into confessions that he probably shouldn’t have, “Fuck baby I don’t want you to leave me, I love you, I love you so fucking much you don’t even know.” He moans against your ear while filling you up.

You can hardly process his words until you’ve come down from your high and you’ve got your arms around his neck while he rubs your back soothingly. You’re so out of breath from riding but he presses a kiss to your temple and it’s enough to calm you down, “You did such a good job, you always do.”

Seconds later your eyes widen, remembering what he just said. You pull away from him, a shocked expression on his face as your eyes search his for any indication that he’s realised what he’s said. “You what?”

He pouts, “Don’t make me repeat it please, it took everything in me to admit it already.”

“Adm— You mean that? Like actually?”

“Of course I do.” He sighs, running one hand up and down your waist slowly while the other cups your face. “I know I’ve been a dick for a long time and I never really had the courage to say anything but I like you more than you know. Fuck that, I love you, everything about you. The way you laugh when I tell you the stupidest joke, your pretty face and these eyes when you’re about to scold me for something, every inch of your body that you’ve let me explore, all these little beauty marks that you have, especially this one here.” He places his hand on the small of your back.

“I have a beauty mark there?” You try to turn around but of course, you can’t see it.

“Yeah you do.” He laughs, “And it’s perfect, just like you.” For a moment he pauses with a sigh, “I know Jean is going to ask you to be his girlfriend tomorrow but—“ He gulps, “But I don’t want you to be his girlfriend! You said you were mine and I don’t want things between us to end, I don’t want you to leave me!” He begins whining.

You fall into his chest and for a moment he thinks he’s said the wrong thing before you start— laughing? “What?” He raises an eyebrow.

“I would’ve never expected you to say something so.. pathetic.” You shake your head with a laugh, “That’s so like you.” You whisper.

“I’m pouring out my heart here.” He deadpans.

“Sorry.” You shake your head, “Please continue, I love hearing it.” You say, placing a light kiss on his lips.

“If you feel anything for me..” He begins again nervously, “Anything at all then don’t be with Jean, I’ll treat you so much better and we can do all the things you want like go on dates and I’ll get you flowers—“

“What are you suggesting?” You finally ask.

“I have a proposition.” He smiles, pressing his forehead against yours.

“Another one?” You laugh.

“Yeah, how about we make this a thing?” He points between the two of you before resting his hands on your waist once again.

“A thing?”

"Yeah, me and you, boyfriend and girlfriend, a thing."

Thank you for reading, if you enjoyed likes and reblogs are appreciated & requests for Eren Jaeger are open for more <3

[blondieeu]

next to you. jean k.

jean kirschten worships your body through kisses.

everytime he gets the chance to he kisses every spot on your body that he can get his hands on.

you’d think it was a sexual thing when you first hear about it but it’s not always like that.

jean kisses and rubs your feet, while you lay together to watch some new marvel movie that just came out. he does it because he remembers you saying the other day the heels you wore hurt your feet.

“do they feel better? can’t have my baby hurt on the job.”

jean kisses your shoulders when you drop your heavier bag and take your coat off, he knows how stiff they can get.

jean treats his kisses like they’re a healing ointment that only works on you. he values your time and how well you take care of yourself.

so whenever he catches you throwing on those heels that hurt you more than they look good he buys you a new pair. maybe they’re not he exact same ones and don’t look identical but they still match the same when you put on the same outfit, and they feel better to you.

or when he sees you with that god awful tote you force yourself to wear because it has the space you need for your work items he gives you the bag he originally bought for your birthday.

“take it. looks like you need it now girl”

or on a more romantic note, jean kisses down your stomach when he’s starting foreplay. doesn’t matter if it’s just a quickie or he’s making real love to you, he always does it because he knows how it gets you going.

he kisses your forehead before he leaves your shared apartment and when he comes back he kisses your lips because of how much he liked the lipstick you wore. or maybe he noticed the small frown you had on your face because your day hasn’t been that good.

blondieeu xx

[ninibeingdelulu]

Both of them ??✧

Plot: They came to comfort you.

A/N: Suggestive??

The cramped cabin felt suffocatingly claustrophobic as you huddled trembling in the corner, tears streaking silently down your flushed cheeks.

Echoes of your fallen comrades' dying screams reverberated through your mind's frantic, panicked spiral.

Eren - that twisted embodiment of rage and hatred incarnate - unleashed untold horrors upon the world.

Countless dead beneath a merciless stampede of Titans set on rendering humanity extinct. All over some misguided bid for twisted vengeance.

And now, you teetered on the razor's edge of that genocidal abyss alongside your remaining friends.

One wrong move, one faltering of conviction...was all it would take to get swept over into that ravenous maw of obliteration right alongside Eren's monstrous ambitions.

Hot, stinging droplets splashed from beneath your tightly-squeezed lids as you buried your face in your knees.

Why?

Just...why had everything gone so horrifically awry?

A metallic groan heralded the cabin door swinging open with an ominous creak. You flinched instinctively, shoulders hunching defensively as those cloying shadows spilled across the floor towards your curled form.

Until two deeply familiar, gruff voices sliced through the keening misery ricocheting endlessly within your skull.

"Hey, kiddo. You alright over there?"

Steeling your composure through shuddering inhales, you dragged the heels of your palms across your cheeks before glancing up at the striking figures framed by the threshold's bleak lighting.

Jean and Reiner gazed down with matching masks of grim resolution - all taut jawlines squared with stubborn fortitude masking the softness simmering in those slate and honey irises.

A marked departure from the roguish, incandescent youths once hell-bent on proving themselves amidst those carefree military training days in the sun.

Lean muscle solidified by battlefields replacing wiry boyish forms, chiseled features sharpened by years of combat severity into something inhumanly statuesque.

Even the unkempt stubble misting matching jawlines lent some wild, rogue charm belying their hardened edges.

All at once, you registered a searing pang twist through your core quite differently from the anguish clenching it mere moments prior.

It smoldered hot and insistent, quickening your pulse until you felt dizzy and curiously feverish despite the chill swaddling the tiny cabin.

Whoa...when did they get so...?

Your mind faltered lamely through the haze of adrenaline and lust thrumming white-hot through your veins like heady liquor.

Heat blossomed undeniably in your cheeks as sordid thoughts scattered your reeling focus.

"I'm...I'm f-fine!" you squeaked, dropping your gaze with a violent shake of your head.

As if harboring notions that sordid involving two of your closest comrades wasn't depravity itself.

The very idea of pleasuring not one but both those towering, battle-hewn Adonic specimens spurred viscous, all-too-vivid fantasies to swamp your psyche.

Fevered daydreams where every lascivious hunger, every illicit friction, every indecent cry got magnified tenfold by the unholy prospect of being sandwiched between their bulging musculatures.

You silently reprimanded yourself through labored breaths, willing the sinful deluge corrupting your senses away through sheer force.

Until Reiner planted one massive paw squarely on your shoulder, fingertips sinking into the taut cords of muscle there.

"Don't give us that bullshit," the hulking warrior growled, blonde stubble swaying with the rippling motion of his voice. His honeyed irises lashed by pale lids bored into yours with blazing, unshakable intensity.

"We're way past hiding shit from each other."

"That's right," Jean chimed in, mirroring Reiner's steely countenance.

His slender fingers brushed the stray tendrils matted to your sweat-sheened brow with startling tenderness.

"So talk to us - either of us, or both. You know it's okay to unload on your fellow soldiers for once."

The simple weight of their voices - deep, gritty ravers caressing over every syllable with such unspoken affection and care - proved your undoing.

Unleashing a deluge of scorching, mortifying yearning pooling liquid-hot in your loins with a disconcerting pulse.

Oh Fuck...These sinful thoughts...how is this even possible right now? About them of all people. After everything we've been through?!

Yet as maddening lucidity trickled back into your lust-glazed eyes, confirming the lusty sparks mirrored amidst Jean and Reiner's equally molten expressions, you realized something profound.

You craved this unorthodox outlet. The ultimate intimate submission, the total escape into primitive bliss beyond reason or complication or crushing stakes.

To shatter apart completely in your beloved brothers' loving, capable hands like surrogate messiahs ferrying your shattered spirit into ecstasy's sanctum reprieve.

Mutely, you nodded before surging to your feet - backing away on wobbling legs until your shoulders bumped the cabin's reinforced wall.

Two pairs of searing gazes speared you to the spot, radiating the same furnace of scintillating energy that pulsed through your veins and ached between your thighs.

Heartbeats stampeding in your ears, a hyper-awareness sharpened your vision onto every tantalizing detail.

How Reiner's broad chest ballooned with undulating breaths, eyes glittering with primal promise.

How Jean dragged his tongue along the plush curvature of his lower lip, leaving it slicked and swollen in unconscious temptation.

Fuck. They want this too. Really, really want it.

Gasping aloud at the delicious epiphany, you watched blithe and expectant as both demigods surged forward - powerful strides unwavering and unbroken.

Gaits predatory yet betraying no urgency nor aggression, just the promise of total unhurried obliteration upon celestial impact.

Two behemoth silhouettes consumed you within their intersecting, heated eclipses, blotting out reality altogether.

Fingers splayed against your rain-slicked window of separation, breath quickening until the first feverish graze of Reiner's searching fingertips scorched across your jugular...only to freeze in tandem with Jean's insistent tug at your chin as a familiar voice echoed through the hall beyond.

"Hey guys? Where'd you all run off t-- oh, there you are! Got a second?"

Armin's curious tenor crashed through the thickened veil like a bucketful of ice water extinguishing smoldering embers.

All three of you snapped back with a violent, breathless jolt.

Gulping audibly, you averted your eyes and hastily mumbled some excuse about needing air before bolting from the oppressive cabin confines.

Footfalls ringing out against hollow steel, you fled the unbearable, unresolved tension blazing in your wake alongside the feverish maelstrom of unrequited, sinfully fervid hunger threatening to chew you asunder from within.

[kentosbabes]

Bf Jean because I love him sm

Bf Jean who follows you around like a lost puppy. He's practically attached to you by the hip. No matter where you are he's holding your hand or wrapping you in his arms. He likes keeping his hand around your waist as you walk side by side so everyone knows your his.

Bf Jean who blushes so hard when you kiss his cheek in public. He's always practically attached to you so when you reciprocate and get all clingy in public after a tough day he is going crazy inside.

Bf Jean who just wants to please you. He wants you to rely on him and be your happiness making sure he's always making you smile. He would make sure to surprise you with gifts every week so you feel special.

Bf Jean who cant believe he pulled you and brags about you to his friends constantly, and when they tease him about how you made the first move he only rolls his eyes and talks about how sexy your confidence is and how he loves how you walk with pride, him following close behind hand in hand.

Bf Jean who is obsessed with your thighs and I mean obsessed. He loves when your watching a film with your legs spread ontop of his and he can feel up your thighs. but more importantly, he loves being in between them as you squirm and whimper as he devours your cunt. Teasing you by kissing your thighs, 'come on pretty girl look at me' keeping eye contact with you as he's going down so he can watch your eyes roll back in pleasure, just gets him going crazy.

Bf Jean who loves overstimulating you to the max, its boosts his ego knowing he can make you cum over and over without even using his dick and then when he does your cunt is all wet and warm all prepared for him.

Bf Jean who enjoys the night time routine you've become accustomed to. making sure there is water at your bedside in case you need it then getting into bed scrolling on his phone waiting for when you're done with your skincare. when you finish up you join him cuddling into his chest while he’s on his phone watching youtube until you fall asleep. and when you do he turns off the lights, carefully making sure not to wake you, then whispers an 'I love you' before going into a deep slumber himself.

masterlist

[cutecatlov3r]

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨?

various x reader ! [eren, jean, armin]

synopsis: my head cannons and my opinion on which songs they'd fuck you to .

warnings/tw: all characters are 21+, praise, degradation, and my personal head cannons on what they are like during sex .

a/n: don't copy my work ! like, re-blog, and comment ily ! not proofread .

jjk ver. hq ver. ft ver. bllk ver. bnha ver.

Eren Yeager

Nuts [Lil Peep]

✰ I can see Eren being a passionate lover. [I miss my nice and sweet boy from season 1 and 2 :(((]

✰ This song brings out his true feelings on how he feels about you, he can't help but fuck you to this song.

✰ He loves you, he will go at whatever pace you want, in hopes of pleasing you.

✰ "What do you want me to do, I'll do anything for you Y/n,"

✰ Sometimes he gets moody but you're there to help him through it, making him fall deeper in love with you.

✰ Though the song is short, he lasts 2-3 rounds with you but this is his favorite song to fuck you to.

✰ He respects and loves you, he'd never to anything to hurt you, unless you wanted him to.

✰ He low key wants to be degraded though... But he will never let you know that.

"One kiss, then we fuckin', I just can't get enough"

-

Jean Kirstein

Angel [The Weekend]

✰ You're his angel, his most prized possession. He has never loved anyone more than you.

✰ He treats you with the most respect, being submissive for you.

✰ He won't be afraid to dominate you whenever you feel too tired. He will do anything for you.

✰ He groans under neath your touch, praising any little thing you do.

✰ "Just like that baby, touch me right there~"

✰ This song playing makes him want to cry kind of, he's just so happy to have someone who loves him.

✰ He will fuck you deep and harsh, rutting his hips into you just so you know who you belong to, having this song blasting in the background.

✰ He loves sucking on your nipples as you ride him, it makes him want to fuck you harder.

✰ Yes, he has a breeding kink. He wants you to have his babies. He sees you being the only person who is fit to have them.

✰ After all of his or your work, he will just kiss you dearly, loving every moment of your love making sessions.

"Knew you were special from the moment I saw you"

-

Armin Arlert

Power Trip [J. Cole]

✰ HARD DOM . (I live for scummy Armin .)

✰ He will treat you as if you were the most pathetic thing on Earth. He loves degrading you.

✰ "Stupid slut. Sit the fuck down,"

✰ He will tease you, making you whine and beg.

✰ He needs to visually see you cry to cum, when he does cum he makes sure it's on your face.

✰ This song is about his love towards you, of course he loves you! But sex is so different when it comes to love and he can't help but treat you like a little slut.

✰ He makes sure to go fast and hard, spanking you and not letting you cum until he says you can.

✰ He likes to smirk in your face, laughing at your dumb fucked expression.

✰ At the end of every session he makes you clean yourself up and wash yourself, he stares at your naked body in the shower, just looking, not touching.

"Love is a drug, like the strongest stuff ever and...Fuck it, I'm on one, you feel me?"

-

[lemmetreatya]

meteorologist!jean who viciously bounces his legs and bites the end of his pens as he reads over his late night research and awaits any prognosis for today’s weather forecast.

he would be working in the usual allocated computer space that they had for staff to use, but there was something about the all glass conference room that looked over the main reporting studio that meteorologist!jean preferred.

and it’s not something he’s super proud of, but meteorologist!jean sometimes uses the alone space and time to get his cock out and languidly stroke it — for good measure! not because he was horny, but because there was just this humane twistedness to him that loved the glass view the conference space had over the reporting room — the possibility that someone could be watching, thrilling.

but then as meteorologist!jean turns his wheelie chair around towards the glass that looked over the reporter room itself, he catches you, the head reporter, potting around the space; as you aimlessly twirl and amuse yourself by checking your ass out in the camera’s monitor screen or how you rise on your tiptoes and perk it backwards to see if looks good in the pencil skirt you wore — or even how you cupped your breasts from over your shirt and pumped them upwards to make them look bigger for the monitor.

meteorologist!jean doesn't know if you were aware of his presence. not like you were doing anything bad — but you too were an early riser and usually came in at times you didn’t need to.

however, by just being able to watch you from the shadows of the top overlooking conference room bade him the space to be perverted, to stroke his cock now in thought of you.

but then meteorologist!jean has another thought — a thought that should be fleeting and of no expansion upon.

either way, he’s acting on it before he knows he should and within two minutes, the man is bursting into the reporter’s room at expense of your surprise.

“oh! jean! good morning!”

it takes meteorologist!jean five minutes and an insane amount of morning rizz, but it doesn't take him much to eventually have your back plastered against the reporter’s table and your black heels dangling besides his ears.

that pretty face of yours turns to posses a jelly like smile and rolled back eyes, those lips having spit drooling from the slack corners of your mouth. how you lavish within the slick thrusts that meteorologist!jean is pumping in and out your cunt, the sick squelch and hammering of the table — no mistake to what was going on.

and the thing is, meteorologist!jean knows that there well could be a few staff upstairs within the operating room. the sound and tech usually came in a lot earlier than the presenters themselves, but again, the human sickness of his voyeur tendencies didn’t care that someone may well be watching over them from the top — maybe, possibly, jerking off to the two of you having sex and meteorologist!jean finds out that he loves it.

meteorologist!jean finishes off inside of you, allowing his cum to sit beautifully within your warm insides, but his cock hiccups whilst its still spurting its seed, because he fantasises about how you'll go on air in an hour or two with his sick cum stirring within your stomach.

“morning, people!” yawns the pd as he walks into the room, shy three minutes that the both of you took to clean yourselves up.

the pd places his bag down, but then as he stands up, his face screws uncannily.

“god, i must still be asleep. smells like sex in’ere again.” he mutters.

meteorologist!jean's face tans over red as he tries to feign innocence. you on the other hand seem unbothered, so much so, that meteorologist!jean questions whether this has been your first time in this position.

[fattuccini-afraido]

Mikasa: Ouch, I bit my tongue and it really hurts.

Eren: I bite it all the time and you never seem to complain.

Jean, horrified:

Hange: *Wheezes*

[bunviixo]

Me because boys at work ended (IM SO RELIEVED and HAPPY that we got w Eren like you don’t understand how happy I am and also bcs we get the delete scenes and oneshots)

This fanfics is the fire bro I cried sm I’m so glad I was able to witness beginning to end on this Fic💗

[sevroilya]

He is so babygirl 🥰 (kinda disappointed that I couldn’t make him look more like the other drawing I did) but it’s alright

[saturninesstuff]

What happens when a surten cadet gets caught with a surten captains little sister?

Ship : armin arlert x reader ackerman

Summary : armin gets involved with the younger lieutenant after meeting her a few months ago. But what makes this lieutenant different? Well she's the captains younger sister. Will they get caught?...

Warnings : NSFW. slightly smutty ig, all characters are 19+. Sn 4 AOT. Cussing, gore, all that jazz. Might be a series?.

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It had been just after noon and armin was studying in the library when he heard someone walking his way, which was odd. He was sitting all the way in the back of the library by the corner tables hidden far away from public view. " Thought I might find you here. " Y/n giggled. Armin's eyes widened and a smile appeared on his face almost instantly " y/n! Hi, I haven't seen you in a while. How are you? ". Y/n shrugged sitting down next to armin and leand her head on his shoulder. Which wasn't out of the ordinary for her, she was good friends with armin, and when they weren't in public she was very clingy, like a lovesick puppy. Armin chalked it up to her being very friendly, not entirely convinced that she'd even consider anything other than a brother-like Friend, since her brother, levi ackerman, wasn't too affectionate. Armin smiled at her bored face as she stared at his book

"Armin?", "Mhm?", "You intrested in anyone here?". Oh no, had someone told her? He instantly thought that eren had ratted him out but decided to play dumb in hopes of saving some dignity. "Ehm..not particularly, are- are you?" He stared down at her with questioning eyes that hid a glint of nervousness. "Yeah actually". Oh. Ouch. Armin looked away from her before she looked up at him, "oh, that's uhm, nice?" He said, eyes darting around. "Yeah, sucks that he doesn't really like me though. And my brother would kill me for getting with a cadet." She rolled her eyes. A cadet? That's weird. "Uhm, who's 'he'?" Armin asked not really intrested in knowing who stole the attention of the woman he's been head over heels for, for months. "You." Y/n shrugged again. She'd always been a blunt person, no concern for others feelings or thoughts. She said what she thought and called it how she saw it. That's something Armin loved about her, she was a confident and strong person, much like her brother, who was much less nurturing than y/n. See y/n atleast had a motherly vibe to her, levi more of a stern father vibe. Y/n would always pep talk the cadets, always treating their wounds with the gentleness of a mother, and saving their asses out on the field. Armin couldn't process thoughts right now. He was stunned beyond words. Y/n looked up at him from his shoulder, seeing the light blush on his face made her laugh. And armin snapped out of his trance. "Me..? Y/n. Are you joking around..?" Armin asked in a saddened voice, "absolutely" y/n started, seeing the heartbreak in armins eyes she laughed again "not" she ended. Armin didn't know what to say or do. "You okay baby blue?". That was Armins special nickname only she called him, something intimate with alot of meaning behind it. "Yes. Yes, I'm fine, but y/n, who told you I didn't feel the same? I thought eren had ratted me out." Armin said, seemingly serious but playful tone present in his words. "You, you just said you weren't intrested in anyone you dunce" She slapped his arm giggling. "So. Does this mean I can kiss you now? I've waited monthssss" y/n groaned playfully at armin, dropping her head on the table and smirking at him. "I- yes, yeah- uhm.." Armin was a stuttering mess now, much to y/ns amusement.

Y/n turned herself to face armin completely, slinging her legs over his lap while staying on her own chair, leaning forward and connecting their lips, his lips were so soft. It started out as an innocent kiss, soft and tender. But y/n slowly started leaning in closer and getting greedy. Armin gripped at her knee and the side of the chair as she grabbed him by his collar, forcing him closer to her, what started out as just a press of their lips together was now a slowly heating make-out session. Armin whined into the kiss, whimpering, trying to pry y/n off, but failing miserably. He didn't want to stop, fuck no, he was worried someone would catch them. "Y/n-" kiss. "We're-" kiss. "Going to-" kiss. His words were muffled by her lips, no progress at all, "stop.." He whined again, softly grabbing her wrist that still had a grip on his collar. Y/n slowly pulled away. Leaving poor armin panting. "Whats the matter sweet boy." Y/, cood innocently. "What if someone walks in?" Armin said between heavy breaths. "Alright." Y/n smiled, standing up, armin watching her with curious eyes. She grabbed onto his wrist pulling him with her, into the library's supply room, closing the door behind her and leaning against it. "Think they'd catch us now?" Armin merely shook his head.

"Have any of you seen y/n?" Levi asked annoyed at your constant absence and sneaking away. "Think she's with armin in the library." Jean said shrugging, levi's face contorted into suspension. Why would she be hanging around with his cadets. His suspension was enough to make him march off to the library. Already planning a scolding for y/n. Reaching the library he walked in quietly. Stalking through it like a predator looking for it's prey. When he saw no sights of her he decided to look for you by hanji. Which Is where you usually were. He slowly made his way out the library, not as quietly now as he didn't see anyone around.

A small noise of surprise left armins lips, luckily muffled by your own as he heard someone walking out. Both now pulling away, panting again. "Y/n.." Armin whispered in a hushed tone, "they're gone." She whispered back. Sliding her hands to armins blazer. "We shouldn't-" Armin protested. "Then tell me to stop" y/n stared up at armin with amused eyes. Armins breathing only got shallower. Uniting armins blazer, she slid her hands over his chest pulling him closer, kissing him with more neediness this time. Pulling sweet whimpers from the boy, tangling her hands with his hair softly gripping it, armins hands made its way to the back of her neck and lower back, pulling her in closer. "Please.." He whined. "Hm?" Y/n hummed into the kiss. Only to be interrupted by someone running into the library. Y/n immediately covered armins mouth with her hand. Staring into his eyes. "Y/N IF YOUR IN HERE YOU BETTER GET OUT QUICKLY. LEVIS LOOKING FOR YOU-" hanji yelled. Running back out, not waiting for a reply. "Ugh" yn whined, pulling Armin into an embrace. "We'll continue this another time my love." Yn whispered to armin. "Does this mean..we're, dating?" Armin asked very confused with the current situation. "Duh" y/n flicked his forehead. Opening the door and starting to leave only to turn around and point down at armins crotch. "Oh, and sorry about that" She giggled. Armin looked confused for a second, looking down, and immediately tying his blazer. Blushing like crazy at the embarrassing hard on he had.

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Note : YEAH SO. uhm. Idfk. Part two?? Anyone?? Idk. This is my first time writing any fanfic. And I had no idea where to go with the plot in one "part" so like yeah if we want a part two das possible. Hit my line for any suggestions or requests I take em all.

[yelenghs]

jean forcing you down onto your knees. he's tug down his pants and boxers, loving how your eyes widen as you get a face full of his cock. he'd smack in on your cheek, rubbing his thick member across your face. you watch it as if you're in a trance, immediately taking his dick in your mouth the moment he places the tip on your lips.

[pockcock]

French voisine!Jean who lives right next door. You see him daily with his paint-stained jeans and white shirts, sleeves rolled up to display his lovely tattoos. He's always so kind, so generous even when you make mistakes speaking french with him. He suggests that he gives you some private french lessons. Well, turns out what he meant by "pratiquer" was far from what you were expecting.

He holds your wrists just above your head, thrusting in as brutal as he can, complete opposite of his appearance. He whispers "bonne fille" when you scream "Juste là!" instead of "Right there!" He kisses your temples, rubbing circles on your aching clit.

"Et maintenant, tu dis je viens Jean quand tu es proche, okay, chérie?"

@maries-gallery j'sais tu n'écris plus pour AOT mais, well, this goes to you <3

[b3ans0up]

Jean is my bby