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heart-shaped-aphrodisiac · 3 days ago

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Peeping Tom

summary: Adam decides to have Natalie be his new muse.

word count: ~1.7k

content: 18+, minors dni, masturbation, voyeurism

author's note: finally. A smut fic of a new f/o, and the first smut fic since remaking my new blog ♡

tag list: @kylars-submissive

This place was going to shit. The landlord never listened, the staircase railing was rotting and chunks of it were falling off, there were multiple bowls in the lobby to catch leaks from the ceiling, and today, Adam finally found out that some of the doors won't stay shut when you want them to. He found this out by accident.

As he was coming back from a job with his music blaring, he could hardly pay any attention to his surroundings. So, it surprised him when he noticed that Natalie’s door was slightly open ajar. He quietly approached it, hoping to surprise her with an impromptu visit. As soon as he had his hand on the door knob, he stopped in his tracks and stared at her. She had no idea that he was even there, and he didn’t intend on having her be aware of his presence anymore once he got a good look at her.

Natalie was in nothing but an old, ratty pajama shirt that just barely went down to her thighs. It just hardly covered her panties, too. Adam felt a lump form in his throat as he stared at her through the crack. He hesitated slightly, wondering if he should just try to see her later when she is prepared and actually dressed. Instead, thinking solely with his cock that was slowly pressing against his worn out jeans, he pulled his camera out.

“That’s it,” he whispered softly to himself, fiddling with the lens so it would focus on her. “Just like that.”

With a gentle squeeze, Adam swiftly took a few shots of her. The soft clicking of the button was too quiet for anyone to hear it, and he was thankful for that. One shot was of her bending over, giving him the perfect view of how her panties hugged her ass. Another was her facing towards him while stretching. Her shirt was pulled up a little, showing off her stomach, and he almost drooled at the sight. He zoomed in on her face at one point and silently watched her. Adam loved how she unconsciously parted her lips and peered over her glasses. It looked like she had a natural pout. He almost wished he was in the room right now, begging her to be his own personal model.

After a few more shots, he started to gently place his camera in his bag and planned on sneaking away before she could catch him. That plan was discarded as soon as Natalie peeled her shirt off and threw it to the side. His eyes went wide as he fumbled with his camera to take more photos. With shaking hands, he zoomed in on her body and marveled at her. He had no idea she didn’t wear a bra and it was making his brain go into overdrive. He could barely manage his thoughts as he kept photographing her. Adam was almost grateful that this apartment building was falling apart or else he never would’ve seen her like this.

“Oh, the camera loves you, huh?” Adam mumbled, licking his lips. “Magazines would want you. I bet you know it, too.”

Natalie then plopped down on her sofa, giving him a view of everything. Her tits, her bare torso, her naked thighs, even the outline of her pussy lips when she shifted her legs. He was panting like a dog at this point. Before now, he had always fantasized about how her naked body looked. Adam had touched himself to the idea so many times that he had started to become embarrassed by it. Now, she was unknowingly giving him an entire show. He silently wondered how he got so lucky to witness a real live angel.

Just as he was getting the angle he wanted, his finger slipped and turned on the flash just as he took another photo.

“Huh?” Natalie jumped.

Adam quickly hid behind the wall, his heart pounding in his chest. He held his breath as he heard her shuffling around in her apartment. He assumed it was her looking for the source of the flash and he mentally cursed at himself for being so stupid. As her footsteps got closer, he slowly made his way to his own door and quickly ran inside. Of course, he left it open a crack so that he could hear her.

“Jesus Christ.” She groaned. “The door didn’t lock again. This place is full of fucking perverts.”

He then heard her slam the door and loudly lock it behind her. A wave of relief hit him and he let out a sigh. It was astonishing that he got away with such an act. He was still shaking with excitement as he rushed to his dark room to get these photos developed. He didn’t want to wait to possess such photos, especially when his arousal was this unbearable. Waiting ten minutes felt like years to him and Adam was getting increasingly impatient.

“Come on, come on!” He growled, drumming his fingers against the counter. “I need these now, dammit.”

Finally, they slowly started to develop before his eyes. He watched in anticipation as her body became more and more clear in the photo. It was even better up close. Of course, he wished he was in person to truly admire her body, but this was all he could do right now. He had to admit to himself that he's liked her for a while now. Frankly, he didn’t know if she would be open to liking him too and that was too risky to try right now.

Not that this was any better.

He justified it with the fact he got away with it. Admitting to having feelings for someone isn’t something one can necessarily run away from.

Adam pushed those thoughts from his head as he slapped on a pair of gloves and snatched his favorite photo. He held it close to his face so he could see every detail of her. She looked so perfect sitting there on her sofa in nothing but her underwear. He couldn’t take it anymore. He had been waiting so patiently for so long to touch himself and to finally know how she looked without clothes.

“I’ve been good enough.” He grumbled and slipped off a glove so that he could fiddle with his belt. Once he got that off and unzipped his fly, he took a seat on a stool.

With his ungloved hand, he started to massage his cock while gripping the photo with his gloved one. A quiet moan escaped his lips as he stared at the still of Natalie. He couldn’t believe he finally got to see her like this. Her nakedness combined with the fact that this was so wrong was driving him insane.

What would she say if she actually did catch him?

Would she tell him that he’s disgusting? That he’s just like every other gross tenant in this building? Would she look at him with contempt? Or maybe she would smirk and be relieved it was just him. Maybe she’d even invite him inside, telling him that he could’ve just asked her if he wanted to see her.

Adam thought about touching her, squeezing her breasts, and nibbling her earlobe. He also fantasized about licking and sucking at her throat. About burying his face into the crook of her neck and taking a deep breath in, smelling the soap she used during her shower that morning.

He bit the collar of his shirt as he masturbated to stifle whatever lewd noises he made. The walls of these apartments were incredibly thin and the last thing he wanted was anyone catching him. His muffled groans and the soft noises of him rubbing himself were the only sounds in the room. He felt like such a pervert for doing such a thing, but it felt too good to stop.

Images of him on her couch with her straddling him flooded his mind. Of her pulling his shirt off for him before lightly scratching her nails over his chest. The thought made him shudder and let out a choked moan. Maybe she’d undo his pants, too, and admire his cock before admitting to him she’s wanted this for a long time. He would tell her the same as he would slide her panties to the side. Adam imagined how good it would feel to finally push himself inside of her. What little noises she would make. Would she be breathy? Loud? High pitched? He hoped he would learn someday.

Through his lashes, he gazed again at the photo he took of her. He couldn’t get over how perfect she was to him. As he stared at her, he told himself that he would have her be his muse someday.

Adam continued to dream about how it would feel to finally fuck Natalie senseless. With her on top of him, clinging to his shoulders for dear life, as she bounced on him. How he would cradle the small of her back and play with her clit just to elicit more moans from her. Would she beg him to cum inside of her? Would she beg him to eat her out after? Would she–

“Fuck!” He whined as he started to cum. Without meaning to, it splattered on the photo he took, coating Natalie in it. After a few more sloppy strokes, Adam finally went limp, leaning his back against the counter as he tried to catch his breath. His cock was still in his hand and beads of warm cum dribbled down the head onto his hand.

The room was very still for a long time until he finally came to his senses and started to clean himself off. As carefully as he could, he wiped the cum off the photo of her and hung it back up for safe keeping.

A creeping feeling of guilt began to eat away at him. This was his friend, someone he really admired in more ways than one, and he just came all over a secret photo of her. He wondered if he really was some gross pervert. Then, he remembered that this was his job. When he found her, he was heading back to his room after a night of doing this for someone else. He took one last look at the shots he took of her. Sure, it was creepy, but he does this for everyone else if they paid him enough.

“I’ll consider it a tip.”

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erenthology · 1 year ago

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Assertive

Rugby boyfriend!Eren x fem!reader

collage au, possessive but in an infatuated boyfriend type of way. Size differences are mentioned. No matter your size, Eren is bigger than you. (Note: going to be more active now that Aot is ending. Feel free to send requests ♡)

I don’t mind if you’re ignoring me, cuz I’m ignoring you. “ he watches you bounce around the room in your thin, white nightdress.

You continue looking for your phone, ignoring him. There’s no way you haven’t searched every inch of his dorm room by now, so you finally look at him. He’s laying on the bed shirtless, hands behind his neck, looking at you innocently. That f’ckin bastard.

“Do you have my phone, Eren?”

He flashes his teeth, “ugh, baby, you have no idea how nice it is to hear your voice again. C’mere.” he pats his lap.

You sternly put your hand on top of your hip, arching it to the side, giving Eren the perfect view. “Do you have it or not?” He doesn’t even try to hide his smirk.

”Do I? I'm not sure. You should come over and look,” stretching his arms out in an inviting pose.

Earlier, Eren’s roommate, Floch, made a joke about how he can hear when you and Eren are having sex. When you told Eren, he rushed out of the room and ordered Floch to apologize. Completely scolding him like a dad. You felt embarrassed since you didn’t want his friends to think you can’t take a joke.

You know he’s just going to grab and pull you towards him, so instead, you start walking towards the door. Eren tenses immediately and rushes towards you,

‘’Hey, hey” he grabs your hand. ”where do you think you’re going?’’ he questions with furrowed eyebrows.

‘’To ask if the guys have they’ve seen it?’’

His eyes flash red for a second. To have his friends see the outline of your nipples through that thin fabric of your so called pajamas? He looks you up and down, nope, not happening. You should be wearing his t-shirts to bed anyway.

‘’Not like that, you’re not,’’ he gives you an ‘’end of discussion’’ look, but you huff and turn anyway. Not that you get far at all, he has you slung over his shoulders before you’ve even fully turned.

The con of having a rugby player as a boyfriend is that he throws you around a lot without so much as breaking a sweat. When you’re mad at him, he has this irritating habit of lifting you off the ground and cuddling you until you’ve cooled down. Claiming it “breaks his heart watching you walk away angry.”

He walks towards the bed, ignoring your fists punching at his back. “You’re such a brat sometimes.” He doesn't mind at all though, Eren has the patience of a saint when it comes to his girl, he enjoys being the one to set you straight.

He carefully lies you down on his bed, positions himself on top and grins, ‘’gotcha,’’ then smacks a kiss on your cheek. ‘’You’re annoying.” you pinch his ear in retaliation.

“Ow, hey, you know you’re stronger than you look.” he scratches his reddened ear. ‘’I'm being deadass, baby, you could go pro in armwrestling or some shit.’’ You burst out laughing over how dramatic he’s being and his eyes lit up from the sound. Your smile always captivates him.

Feeling yourself being stared at, you grin cheekily, unable to hide your smile “weirdo, stop staring,’’ brushing your fingers against his stubble. His eyes follow the movement of your hand and begin tracing the shape of your figure when all of a sudden he starts attacking you in tickles.

You’re both advancing on each other playfully, laughing hysterically. In an attempt to roll out of his reach, Eren quickly reacts by by grabbing your hands and pins them above your head. The laughter is quickly replaced with heavy pants as you stare at him naively, your chest rising up and down.

Snapping out of his thoughts, he lets go of his grip and rests his head on your chest, “you know, it doesn’t matter if you’re mad. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable staying here.’’ he gently admits, then lifts his head,

‘’plus, I’m the only one who has a say about you in bed.” he wiggles his eyebrows.

“Gross,’’ you push his chest, apparently amusing him by the look on his face. ‘‘but it’s fine, really. I just wanted to ignore the situation, but I guess he should learn that not everything needs to be said.’’ At this, he grins and takes ahold of your chin,

‘’that’s a good girl.’’

You ignore the heat rising in your face and smack his hand away when you suddenly remember, ‘’speaking off, where is my phone? You know I need to do my nightly routine check.’’

He knows. It’s the reason he slipped it under his pillow the moment you started throwing a fit. It’s nice having the most predictable girl on the planet. ‘’You can do it later, let a man enjoy his girl for a moment. You can be mad at me after.’’

‘’I'm not mad at you’’ you look genuinely offended, causing him to snicker. “Besides, I kinda liked the whole sexy, scolding dad thing you had going on. It was kinda turning me on,” you admit, looking straight into his eyes.

His hands on your hips stiffen instantly and his whole demeanor changes. “Don’t even joke, [name] I will put a baby in you right this second,” large hands grab your ass and starts grinding your body against his.

You attempt to leave but he drags you right back, looking at you confused. Looking down, you purr, “I really need to do my routine check,” sticking out your lower lip for extra effect.

You love to rile him up and have him mock you for being greedy and bratty. His face gets closer to yours with his eyebrows all furrowed.

“Did you just pout at me?”

“Nuh uh,” you lie and tease your hand against his belt, Eren’s eyes follow your movements then trace back up to your face, where you’re innocently meeting his eyes.

He grabs a fistful of your hair and looks down at your hand playing against his bulge. ‘’You wanna get fucked?’’ he spits with disgust, or admiration. It’s hard to tell with him.

“Know you enjoy keeping me on edge, acting all innocent when we both know,” He tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, eyes lingering just a second too long on your lips. Thoughts on ways to tame you running wild in his head.

‘’Telling me it turned you on when I was commanding,’’ he shakes his head as if disappointed.‘’It's good I’m here to keep you in line. A girl like you needs that.’’

You feel the imprint of him on your stomach as his hips press you down on the bed, leaving you no space to leave. You try your best to keep your voice steady. “Just wanna make you happy,’ you breathe out. He almost laughs.

“You know what would make me happy?‘’ Eren stands and lifts you up with him.

‘’you with my cock in your mouth.” You almost go limp in his arms from how lewd he's being.

Giving you an expectant look, he nudges your nose with his, “are you waiting for something? get to work.” he guides you down on your knees towards his crotch. The carnal look in his eyes makes you fumble a bit with his belt, but Eren is patient. Sometimes you suspect he enjoys seeing you nervous to perform for him.

Pressing a kiss on the tip, he returns his gratitude by patting your hair in a domineering act, “make me proud.’’ he smiles, in which you relish. Keeping eye contact, you swirl your tongue around his shaft before hollowing your cheeks and start working your way down. You can’t help but gag at his size, no matter how often you blow him.

It’s been quiet for some time now and you’re growing impatient with the lack of praise. You decide to look up at him through the tears in your eyes and catch him smiling down at you. The scene feels so filthy you can’t help but slyly drag your fingers over your panties to relieve some of the pressure, secretly humping your hips against your hand to the sound of his pants.

He just nearly cums in your mouth when he notices what you’re up to. Shamelessly playing with yourself, mouth filled with cock, you look straight out of Eren’s nastiest fantasies, it was perfect.

He bends down and pulls your hand out from under your nightdress, “Not yet, need you to be a good girl for me.’’ Then he does the hottest thing all night, he leans down to give it a kiss. You love him. He makes you feel like a princess getting fucked by her knight.

Feeling enthusiastic again, you eagerly reach for him to continue where you left off, but are stopped yet again. Whining, you wait for him any sort of command, just to do something, anything! but he looks so unaffected it’s making you wail even louder.

“stop whining, you don’t deserve to suck my dick.” Despite the warning, you almost do it again but stop yourself when you notice the glare you’re given. “But I really needa feel you, Eren. It hurts down there.” you were so wet it felt like you were about to explode from the lack of release.

He's only a man after all, even he has his limits when you wail pathetically about how wet your pussy is. Now he needs to have a look. He pulls you up by your torso, ‘’does sucking me off make you wet?’’ You nod and visibly see his ego lit up.

A thin sheen of sweat connects your bodies as he effortlessly carries you over to his bed. You take advantage of your flexibility and spread your legs as far apart as you can once he lays you down, earning a groan out of him.

He doesn't hesitate a moment further to push his face in there and peek under your dress. “such a pretty cunt, princess. no idea how often I jerk off thinking about it, about this,” kissing through your soaked panties. Your hips jerk upwards at his erotic words, desperate for friction.

“Eren, please”

He pushes your panties to the side but keeps them on. It’s like he’s so needy for you he can’t be bothered to take off either of your clothes properly, but patient enough to check out every inch of you as if seeing you like this for the first time.

Eren’s broad body consumes your smaller frame as you lie beneath him. You love this feeling, him shielding your body from anyone and anything but himself.

His ring covered fingers play softly with your bud, observing your reactions before lining himself against you, causing goosebumps to erupt all over your skin. The sight of Eren being almost abnormally endeavored by your pussy as he spits on his hand and pumps his cock, increases the heat pooling in your abdomen.

You lie still, enjoying the sensation of him rubbing and tapping himself against you. His eyes are fixated entirely on your cunt and you enjoy every bit of the attention. Not to say you’re not curious about what goes on in his mind when he’s focused and quiet like this. Like your body is art and he is studying and memorizing every part of it.

Once satisfied, he pushes through the tight hindrance and sucks in a breathe, “oh, fuck.” and finally looks up at you. His heart stops a beat when he’s reminded of how beautiful you are. The urge to hide you away from anyone's eyes but his, hits him strong but he bites it back.

Time slows for a moment as you both take each other in through half lidded eyes, and for some reason, your vision has never been as clear. His fingers thread through yours as he leans in for a kiss. When he pulls away, your eyes are still closed. Eren grins and places one last kiss on your forehead before thrusting his way in.

He’s fucking you with his hips, hard. Hands pressing down your pelvic, holding you still for him to ram into. The strap of your nightdress has slightly fallen down your shoulders, so he pushes the fabric that’s hiding you from him down further, and exposes your breasts. The moan he lets out from the sight is pure filth.

‘’Touch yourself.’’ he demanded, pupils dilated. With glazed over eyes, you comply and start playing with yourself, twisting and grazing your nipples. The act drives him to lift your hips to reach deeper into you,’’really thought i’d let you walk out of my room looking like this.’’ he grows almost annoyed at the thought.

Tenderly cupping his cheek, he almost flinches from how lovingly you’re looking at him, “You’re all I want, Eren.’’ and he almost melts. When you say things like that it makes him want to keep you to himself even more, resting his forehead against yours, he looks at you with almost a pained expression. ‘’that’s good, because i'm a selfish man.’’

With your legs lifted around his waist and upper body sprawled on the bed, you’re essentially at his mercy as he connects your bodies in repeated thrusts. Again, again and again, the sound of him pushing into you echoes in the room.

He fucks like a deprived man and speaks like a man in love. “Does it feel good, princess?’’ You nod with lovestruck eyes. ‘’Yeah? taking me so well. making me so proud.’’ The pressure feels too intense, about to snap.

He’s stretching you on his cock and looking straight into your eyes as he's doing it. Your body dissolves into pleasure as you writhe beneath him.

Your body starts squirming uncontrollably, causing him to grip your hips ever tighter, overpowering you in strength. You let out a loud sob and rake your nails on his back when your vision suddenly fades to black. He stares at you, astonished.

He raises an eyebrow, “did you just cum?” the thusting has stopped completely now but you felt his dick twitch inside you as he asked. “Tried to hold it in for you,” you stare back apologetically, eyes still sprinkled with lust. Best part is, he knows you didn’t. And you know it too.

“Turn around,” he orders. You obey and slump towards the bed with your back against him, hiding your face in the pillows. “Don’t act all shy with me now, let’s see your face,” he leaves no room for discussion, so you slowly turn your head and face him. He looks so big staring down at you from your vulnerable position. “That’s a good, good girl.”

Next thing you know, your cheeks are being spread and played with. Still high on ecstasy from the orgasm you just had, the energy to perform is nonexistent, so he does the job for you.

Huge hands angle your limp body upwards, then press down your back to create a beautiful arch, only for his eyes to admire. He sinks back inside and buries his cock in your warmth.

It’s hard maintaining eye contact with him when he’s like this, it feels so shameless, almost taboo, still, you can’t look away. He’s pounding into you, pulling your hips hard against him.

“This is what you’re making me do, looking at me like that. No one else will ever be able to see you like this,” he occupies his thumb by rubbing it over your clit. The contact is so delicate but rapid nonetheless.

You nod agreeably, barely able to register his words. “Are you close, Eren?’’

“Yeah,” his hands pressed down tightly on your lower abdomen, the scream you let out is almost inhumane. ‘’yes, yes.” you’re grinding back against him in heated motions, shockwaves of heat pumping through your body.

He snaps his pelvic against your ass and feels you sucking him right back in. He thinks back to what you said before about him as a dad and his eyes roll back. The thought of you carrying his child inside you makes him come undone.

“Ugh, fuck.” He comes audibly high etc, covering you in his cum. You expect him to catch his breath but he smoothly regains his composure and pushes you on your back, his thumb finding its way right back to your clit, barely even getting started before leading you to your second orgasm.

You scream in pleasure as he cups your face, lips brushing against your ear. “That's it, princess, you did so well for daddy. made me so proud.” he praises as he pushes your hair out of your face.

The lack of response makes him laugh, realizing he’d fucked you to sleep, litterally. chuckling, he grabs a warm cloth and cleans you up to his best effort.

You’re usually sleepy right after sex so this is a regular routine for you both. He smacks a kiss on the top of your head and covers you with his comforter then goes for a shower.

Once he’s done, he carries you up bridal style to the bathroom. “Wake up, sleepy.” he’s back to his sweet self. You grunt in response. “C’mon, you need to pee.’’ It’s true, so you comply and he leaves you to it.

This is a conversation you’ve both had before, he feels no need to leave when you do your business but you’ve kicked him out enough times so he knows the drill by now. Eren changes the bedsheets while you clean up.

When finished, you walk back to the bed and he opens his arm for you to rest on, your phone lying beside him. You jump at the invitation and he hugs you towards him, ‘’what do you feel like eating?’’ he’s playing with your hair as you lie comfortably on his arm.

“Not hungry.’’ you murmur.

Eren fights the urge to sigh. “Sorry, not up for debate.’’ He saves himself the trouble and orders for you both, knowing you’ll feel hungry once you see him eat.

When the food arrives, you end up wanting exactly what Eren ordered for himself.

‘’You’re a big baby.’’ he sulks and rolls his eyes, but feeds you nonetheless. You don’t miss the look on his face as you take a bite from his hand. One thing about Eren? he can and will fuck multiple times a day if you let him.

‘’down, boy. i’m not tryna have my guts rearranged after eating food.’’

He grins, ‘’I didn’t say anything’.’ knowing he’ll do exactly that when you’re done eating.

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