#sub aot

[pastelclovds]

thinking about short top x tall bottom relationships

your partner’s friends believe that just because you were two feet shorter than him: that it would obviously mean that you would be the one taking it in the relationship. how could you blame those meatheads when your boyfriend was everything a stereotypical dominant man was “supposed” to be. muscles that could be compared to Greek gods, good looks, possessing a constant stern and confident attitude, and he had a successful career that made him good money.

your lover didn’t try to deny the accusations. probably too embarrassed to admit the truth. you had to hide your smirk when you saw your bf trying desperately to change the subject. looking tense and flustered as his gaze shifted from his hands to you to his friends. it wasn’t until you dropped his friends off and were now alone with him in your car that his mask finally cracked. before he could say a word, you place the palm of your hand on top of his shaking leg. dangerously close to his clothed pelvis. his breathe hitched when he meet your eyes. they were smug and hungry.

at that moment he knew it didn’t matter what excuses he spewed out. you were going to show him who was really in charge. he couldn’t help blood rushing south as his mind started fantasizing about what you were planning for him.

you grin devilishly when you catch sight of his cock straining against his dress pants. oh you were going to have so much fun breaking him.

. . . . . . . . . . . .

“oh! oh yeah— fuck! faster please please!”

you’ve seen many beautiful things in your life. but the sight of your lover presenting his bare ass for you to rail as he sobbed out your name like a prayer definitely topped them all. he let out choked moans when your cock continuously hits his prostate. his grip on the pillows rival that of a vice as his tears wet the covers. he thrusts back against your cock to the best of his ability as the bruising grip you had on his waist prevented him from moving the lower half of his body. forcing him to stay still and take it.

you let out a shaky breath as you gazed down at the so called ‘master in the sheets’. now a pathetic, beautiful mess as his tight hole took you in. just the sight of his tear stained face and velvety ass was enough to almost make you spill inside him. you increase the pace of your hips. your sweat slicked balls slapping against your lover’s ass as the volume of his moans and cries increased. the clap of your bf’s ass meeting your pelvis filled you with pride as you couldn’t resist the temptation of slapping his cheek. his hole tightened significantly around you.

“haha. guess your friends were wrong about you, lovely. was this what you wanted? embarres me so i can show you who you really belonged to? hmm?” you lower your torso as you teased him by slowly grinding against his sweet spot. he raised his head to look up at you.

“i’m yours. always make me feel good. go faster again please. i’m close, ‘m sorry— ah!”

your pace returns to rough and quick as soon as the words left his pretty mouth. “good boy- hah- cum for me,” you breathlessly command him. he followed your orders instantly, biting his pillow cover to muffle his pathetic sob as his cock spilled white on the sheets.

his climax triggered yours, you sigh as you fill him with warmth. you knew that this wasn’t going to be the last round, so you rest on top of your lover’s back until he gave you the ‘okay’ to continue. you could feel his chest rise and fall as he tries to catch his breath. if you weren’t paying attention intensely, you would’ve missed the breathless “i love you” he told you.

you cover his sweat coated back in soft kisses, you couldn’t even reach his neck, “i love you too, gorgeous,” you whisper back. you bite back a groan when he started grinding against your cock, signaling that he was ready for round two.

you loved destroying stereotypes.

ur fav tall af characters <3

[entirelytoooobsessed]

touchstarved boys who always need to touch you one way or another, whether it's a hand around your waist, fingers laced with yours, nuzzling his head into your neck.

that whine at the slightest touch anyways, keening when you run your fingers through their hair. holding back a moan when you scratch gently at their scalp with your nails.

who glow under your love, shuddering with the sweet praise that drips your lips.

who try to do their very best so you'll call them your good boy and maybe if they're very good you'll let them touch your body, let them lay between your legs and taste you--if they're good. a tantalizing carrot on a stick that leaves them panting with need.

touchstarved boys that can't bear to be apart from you long, and can hardly keep sane without you in their line of sight,

who grip at your wrist when you try to leave for work, begging you to stay as they drop onto their knees, hugging your legs.

who plead and plead for you not to leave them, whining and sniffling when you try to shake them off.

who nudge their nose against your thigh, sweet big eyes looking up and only then can you tell deep inside where this was always inevitably going to go.

touchstarved boys who you could never seem to say no to.

¯­­¯¯

[thehandsresisthim]

ugh just needed to write this down i swear i’m ovulating i’ve been in a mood lately

mmh mmh something something making a guy orally pleasure you - really fucking his face, him drooling all over himself and he’s getting pathetically, humping-against-the-nearest-object-horny - until you’re satisfied, after a nice toe-curling orgasm

and then yawning, staggering off towards the bathroom: “i’m gonna take a shower love”, whilst he blinks, hesitantly asking “but what about me?”

and you return, raising an eyebrow “what do you mean, you had the honor of pleasuring me, what else could you need?”

and perhaps, if you’re feeling merciful, offering him a very cold shower after you yourself are done showering, because only your pleasure matters, not his

[bloddysnow]

Why are you doing that? Why are you acting like you don't notice how much he needs you?

Your shy subby boyfriend wants to feel you inside him, not his own fingers in the bathroom late at nights. One thought pulsates in his mind: “How can he explain that he wants you?" His shyness prevents him from asking you to fuck him. His Google page is a whole story about how he tries every day to find a way to seduce you. He tried all possible methods:

He took out his perfume, the ones you once called your favourites. He sprayed them on his neck, on the wrists, then passes them through the collarbone and chest, trying to create an elusive fragrant veil for you. He did it with the hope that when you get closer, the smell of the perfume you love will make you want to. But all he sees in response is your restrained smile.

Realising that the perfume didn't work, he decides to take bolder steps. He bought ice cream, enjoying it in front of your eyes. He ate it slowly, sensually licking his fingers, and watching your reaction with awe, but in response the same indifferent look.

In his head, he goes through various images that, in his opinion, can ignite passion in you. He tried on transparent lace lingerie, choosing the most seductive, hoping that you will not resist this seductive appearance. But again, he only got a light nod.

One of his most daring actions is the photos in which he poses in short tennis skirts. He chose the perfect angle, trying to make his image look both innocent and exciting. Every detail in the picture is carefully thought out: from how the fabric flows on his hips to the gentle blush on his cheeks. He sent you these photos, burning with the desire to get a compliment or a text that you're already coming, but only got "👍"

[livelaughlovesubs]

In a mood for spanking *sigh* all bc of this fucking manhwa…

Dom!reader x sub!character NSFW

Telling your adorable little sub that it’s a punishment, even though the mistake he made as such a small one! But because he is such a good boy, he accepts it nonetheless. Asking you nicely, “please punish me.. I deserve it.”

Have him bend over the nearest table, counter, or lean against the wall, then make him raise his hands above his head while you spank him. One slap after another, the pain and sting gradually gets more intense and so does his moans. Cute little sobs can be heard from him, as well as the occasional pleads. He’d beg in such a sweet tone, that your heart starts to melt, “Hnngh.. master, forgive me..!” Though sadly for him, it just made you want to continue! Grabbing his hair as you tell him, “count until we reach five slaps, then I’ll stop. Don’t make another mistake.”

Such an obedient boy, he’s trying, he’s really trying his best! There is nothing he hates more than being a bad boy and see you mad. Oh he’d be so eager and desperately, whining and trembling as he follows your command. Not to mention the tears rolling down his cheeks~ Despite all that, he’s enjoying it. His pants got a wet spot after all. Never did you knew hearing someone count was so erotic!

“Hah.. one, nghH- twooo~!! Ah, mhm, oh please.. three- iieekK~!!!”

After he finally reached the number five, his legs are shivering to the point he collapses to the ground. Poor baby was so overwhelmed and exhausted he couldn’t stand by himself anymore. Now, he is shaking on the ground, while the some white fluid starts to seep through his pants. Guess what it is~

Atsushi, Sigma, Gepard, Caelus, Aether, Thoma, Choso, Giyuu, rengoku + your favs <3

[niilue]

Could I request Levi from AOT + dildos/toys plays + double penetration + male dom reader?

— levi ackerman • aot —

cw: dom reader, sub levi, dildo, toys play, double penetration, male reader, sweet reader.

niilue’s 3k event

levi's ass feels so hot and tight around my cock as i begin to thrust, faster and harder. i can feel the head of my dick pressing against his prostate, and he lets out a moan that sends shivers down my spine. i grab his hair roughly and yank his head back, watching as he arches his back further, offering himself to me completely.

my other hand finds its way between us, teasing at the entrance to his body before slipping inside, finding the thick, velvety length of the toy I'd prepared earlier. i push it against him, slowly at first, feeling the slick heat of his body as I push the dildo deeper and deeper inside. he lets out a gasp, his muscles tensing as he adjusts to the foreign intrusion.

"that's it, baby," i murmur, my voice rough with desire. "take it all." i begin to thrust the dildo in and out of him, harder and faster now, feeling his body stretch and accommodate me. I grab his hips, guiding him up onto his knees as I stand behind him, giving me deeper access to his ass. my cock is still buried within him, thrusting in time with the dildo, stretching him to his limits.

i lean down, my lips pressing against his ear. "you're so fucking amazing, levi," i whisper, my voice shaking with need. "i can't get enough of you." my other hand finds its way back to his cock, already hard and leaking pre-cum. I begin to stroke him in time with my thrusts, feeling him grow hotter and harder in my grip. "come for me, baby. show me how much you need this."

as if my words were a trigger, levi's body tenses and arches forward, his breath hitching in his throat. his fingers scrape against the mattress as he tries to steady himself, his ass clamping down on me in response to the building pressure within him. his moans fill the room, echoing off the walls and surrounding us like a symphony of desire.

as the pleasure overtakes him, his moans grow louder and more urgent. "i'm… i'm close… i need… more…" his voice is pleading, desperate, and I can feel the tension building in his body as he fights for release. i pick up the pace, thrusting harder and deeper into him with the dildo, my cock still buried inside him. "come for me, levi. let it go."

his ass clenches around me, squeezing tightly, and I can feel the heat building inside him. "please… more…" he gasps, his head falling back as his orgasm takes hold. his body shudders with release, his muscles relaxing as he cums around my cock and down the length of the dildo. the tension finally releases, and I collapse on top of him, panting heavily.

my cock twitches inside him, still hard and demanding more, but for now i'm content to just hold him and feel his body pressed against mine. "god, levi," i whisper, kissing the back of his neck. "you were amazing."

words count: 508

[spookyxcupid]

𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐃~ ♡

cw: dom!afab!reader, ten year age gap, virginity loss, spitting, cowgirl, creampie, overstimulation, crying (in a good way).

word count: 1.1 k words

a/n: how do i keep coming up with toe curling fics in the middle of the night???

imagine being in a secret relationship with your father’s loser best friend, the man is thirty years old and has not had any experience with women besides jerking off to their naked pictures in pornos and lewd magazines. he only had one girlfriend in his highschool years, but it didn’t last long. he’s surviving off of two dead end jobs, and spends his free time alone in his one bedroom apartment playing video games and watching romcoms, wishing that he could be the main character who gets the girl. but all of that seemed impossible, until you appeared in his life.

his best friend invited him after what felt like forever to his house to celebrate his daughter’s twentieth birthday (although you never knew he was coming), and the lonely loser agreed in seconds.

he was mostly just there for the free food, and didn’t bother with talking to anybody. but what he didn’t know, was that his best friend’s daughter was eyeing him like candy the whole time. he felt the urge to take a piss and quickly got up, and you followed him behind. you waited outside the bathroom until he opened the door, and he was surprised to see your face for sure.

but you being the kind (horny) soul that you were, approached him and started small talk. while you were talking, his eyes couldn’t help but stare intently at your lips, they were plump with a pink gloss shimmer to them; the way your dress hugs around your figure and makes your chest pop up, your squishy.. soft chest… oh god, he could feel himself getting hard. he shouldn’t be feeling this way, you’re his best friend’s daughter for star’s sake!

you seem to notice him staring at your physical features because your eyes darkened slightly with lust, and your lips curled into a knowing smirk. “you know, i’m getting pretty tired, i wanna go to my bedroom but i don’t wanna go alone. do you mind coming with me?” you wrapped your hand on around his own, and he flinches. is this real? are you suggesting what he thinks you’re suggesting?? this has never happened to him in the history of ever!

as if you could read his mind you lean towards his ear and whisper, “i’ll show you a good time that you’ll never have again~.” all the blood from his brain is escaping down to his shaft that already straining against his pants. he gulps and quickly tries to think, this could be his only chance of having a fuck, but on the other hand your party is still going on, what if someone got worried and started looking for you?

“don’t worry your brain too much, i told them was going to take a little nap. that’ll give us plenty of time to.. get to know each other, if you want to,” you look up at him with those pretty eyes of yours, his friend downstairs was in charge and he agreed with no second thought, and that was the best decision of his life.

he had never felt so euphoric than right now, his hands held onto your waist for dear life as you roughly moved your hips up and down his cock. his hands and fleshlight could never compare to your warm, sponges walls strangling the life outta his member. your childhood bedroom was filled with the stench of sex and sweat, labored breaths and moans suffocated the room. your tits and thighs bounced along with your movements, he let out a whine when he came for the third time, at this point you were milking him dry like a hungry animal. overstimulated tears welded up in his eyes, but he doesn’t dare try to stop you for the pleasure was too great.

you moaned in his ear when you felt his dick hit your sweet spot, and your hips moved faster. “fffuck! oh fuck- ahh! t-this is too much! so f-fucking good!” he rambled to himself when he felt your walls tightening around his, showing that your climax is near. you hold face and kiss him, catching him by surprise but he melts into it immediately. when you pull back, a string of saliva catches between your tongues, and you get an idea. “open y-your mouth for me, baby,” he complies, then you gather up your remaining saliva and spat into his mouth. his eyes glaze over as he cries out, releasing his hot load inside your stuffed pussy. you followed after him and bit onto his neck as your mixed releases escape your cunt.

he collapses onto the bed as you remained up, your handed placed onto his chest for stability as you pant into the humid air. you at your father’s best friend’s neck in pride and lust, you had marked him as yours. his glossy eyes stare up at the ceiling, your bedsheets were dirty and have been gone for too long than expected. you lean forward to pat his cheek to which he finally seemed to snap back.

“t-that was, so so amazing,” he said breathlessly, he stares at you with longing as you smile down at him. “you’re so adorable when you cum, i think i’ll keep you,” you say as you caress his face. his face erupted in red, “k-k-keep..?” you giggle under your palm as you nod your head, “as much as i would love to keep going until you can’t cum anymore, i’m afraid we’ve been gone for too long,” he lets out a hiss when you pulled yourself off his soft sensitive dick, but his eyes lingered on your cunt that was overflowing with his cum. damn, did he really cum inside you four times before you could? ugh, so embarrassing.

“hey pretty boy, are you gonna keep staring at me or are you gonna join me in the shower? we can’t show up looking like we ran a marathon,” you winked at him with a grin as you walked inside your personal bathroom and turned on the warm water. he had never gotten up from a bed faster in his life. after cleaning yourselves up and tidying up your room, you and your lover joined the party once more, except that you didn’t leave him alone for one second. you introduced him to your friend group and participated in party games all day until it was over.

you gave him your number and a smooch on the cheek in private and set off inside your home. since then, you’ve been treating him with dinners, friend hangouts, picnics, mind blowing sex (obviously), just overall treating him better than anyone else in his life.

being yours was amazing~.

[genacity]

DAY THREE. DRACULA

ft. armin arlert — shingeki no kyojin (進撃の巨人)

as a vampire and a parent, it’s hard to find a babysitter that’ll stay up all night with your nocturnal little one while you’re at work. luckily for you, armin is here to get the job done.

ruling. nsfw — mature content

content warnings. dom! vampire! parent! reader, sub! babysitter! armin, blood kink, slight pain kink, biting, handjob, vampiric age gap? but normal human age gap (reader is hypothetically mid 20s, armin early 20s), plot before porn, “mx.” title is used to refer to reader but can be interpreted as “mr.”, “ms.”, or “mrs.”

an. hi all! sorry this came out a day late! again, lots of tests yesterday and today lol. c/n stands for child’s name, pls ignore the picture on the right. i couldn’t find one i liked. will be replacing later. enjoy!

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“thank you so much for coming again on such short notice, armin.” you thanked the young man as he was ready to leave your house.

“it was no problem, mx. l/n,” armin dismissed your thanks with a soft smile. “i’m always happy to stay late if it means you’re able to work without worrying about your little one.”

armin arlert, your babysitter; a sweet thing. always willing to come in during unearthy hours of the night to look after your baby. at first, you thought your little bat could handle themselves home alone, but after you found them playing with worms in the bathtub at 5:17 in the morning, you found it best to find a babysitter.

at first, it was hopeless. finding a sitter that would tend to your vampiric needs; to come in at twelve in the morning and stay until four was a nightmare. until you got a message from sweet armin; offering to stay over as long as he was paid well.

and he was — how could you decline? a pretty young face offering to watch your child for just a bit extra? a steal. he was your last hope, and good thing he was good at his job, too. so, he became your regular sitter.

“was c/n any trouble?” you hummed, hanging your coat onto the hook and watching as armin shook his head. “not at all. they were the sweetest, as always.”

“good to hear.” you nodded and turned to armin. “i’m so sorry i kept you here past your promised hours. is there any way i can make it up to you?”

armin shook his head almost immediately at your question. “oh, no! please, it was only an hour,” he dismissed. “it was no trouble at all. c/n was asleep for the majority, so you really don’t have to pay me back.”

“nonsense.” you said as you took a step towards armin. “i insist. i held you up longer than you were in for. allow me to pay you back, my treat.”

armin’s cheeks went a pale pink as he flashed his usual little smile. “well, if you insist.” he laughed nervously, eyes squinting as he giggled and oh, it made your stomach churn.

you noticed that today armin had a book with him. with interest, you motioned to it. it had a black hard cover and silver lettering along the spine. “what’re you reading?”

armin raised his eyebrows and held up his book. “oh, this?” he looked at the cover, then at you. “it’s a new horror romance novel i’ve picked up.”

you hummed attentively. armin was always one to bring a book over while he watched c/n; it was no uncommon occurrence. “what’s it about?”

he seemed to think about it before answering. “well, it’s about a vampire and his long lost reincarnated love.”

you felt your veins run cold. not like they hadn’t been for thousands of years prior, but just then especially had you really felt the shiver. “vampires, you say?” you swallowed, showing as much interest as you could.

“yes, vampires.” he said. “i’m really enjoying the fantasy elements. some of the scenes even make me curious as to what they would feel like for myself.”

“really?” you laughed coolly, walking over to peer down at the book cover for yourself. the silver-print title flickered in the beaming remnants of the moonlight. “which scenes in particular?”

armin paused. “well,” and began again. “at the beginning of the book, the main character goes out to a bar and drinks the blood of a woman. the author describes it as ‘a burning but pleasurable sensation’.”

you couldn’t help but chuckle. pleasurable, is that how humans described your bite nowadays? back when you were alive people were too busy screaming to notice how nice it felt if they were being bit.

“hey, then for your payment tonight, maybe i can help you out.” you blurted out, and suddenly you found yourself too deep in to turn back. armin had already turned to you with a raised brow as you laughed awkwardly.

it was when your lips were parted as you chuckled that his eyes flickered to the sharp peaks of your teeth that glinted so sweetly; the ones that left his eyes blown wide as all of the pieces clicked in his head.

the reason you always worked during the night, the reason why your skin was bone cold all of the times you accidentally bumped into him or patted his hand with thanks before he left after babysitting. you were a vampire. a vampire offering to drink his blood.

he should be scared. he should be running, screaming for help or scrambling to check if that stake and garlic thing was true. this was an undead creature offering to prey upon him. but he didn’t do anything rash. not before dropping his book and grabbing your arms, pulling you forward on top of him.

“armin—” but he was already grabbing you, pulling you on top of him as he staggered back onto the couch. “please,” he breathed as you stumbled forward and towered over the human boy. “i want to know what it feels like.”

your breath hitched in your throat. it felt like you could hear everything. the overlapped pounding of your heartbeats that hammered in your ears; the rushing of blood in his veins and every thick swallow he took. your eyes trailed slowly down his body, his chest rising and falling before you realized what was truly happening.

“please, mx. l/n.” armin begged again. “i want to know if it feels as good as they say it does.”

he watched as your expression softened. “are you sure, armin? i would hate to hurt you.” armin nodded eagerly and gulped. “yes. i’m sure.”

you looked down at his neck. you assumed that’s where he wanted you to bite; it was where vampires in media always aimed. quickly you breathed in and out, looking up at armin for one last motion of confirmation before you continued.

he nodded, as if reading your mind; pulling you further into him with pleading eyes. “it’s okay, mx. l/n. please. i want this. do whatever you want. anything.”

armin’s voice left your head pounding. thoughts spinning round your brain like a racetrack, not once stopping to think logically before you had pulled the collar of his shirt down to sink your sharp fangs deep into the base of his neck.

he let out a loud squeal, hands flying to grab onto your shoulders as his hips bucked up at the sudden pain. your fangs piercing through his skin, locking in deep just before a major vein. your lips closed in around the wound and began to suck harshly as he writhed beneath you.

“mx — oh, ah! it — it hurts, oh god!” armin moaned out, panting as he felt your hands begin to grab at his buckle, he was much too focused on the burning, flourishing madness that spread through his skin. it hurt so badly, sending adrenaline shocks through him that left his body jerking and grabbing onto you. it left his skin red, flushed, and burning to the touch as he moaned again.

there was something about the burning sensation that left him impossibly aroused — the relief of your bloodless lips soothing the everlasting pain, your freezing skin that fought the burn as you held him down. like a boiling hot aphrodisiac, it turned his brain inside out and back again.

your hands pushed his pants down and quickly pulled out his weeping cock. you began to stroke it slowly in pace with your sucks; drawn out enough to make armin cry out and claw at your back. “ohnn, please, more!” armin gasped through a choked whimper, thrusting up into your hand sloppily.

his movements grew messy and irregular. you feared you were drinking too much for armin’s own good — but the metallic taste of him invading your lips and mouth was enough to keep you feeding for a few more moments before retracting your fangs to lick the leaking piercing in his neck as your hand sped up around his cock.

“ah! ah, mx. l/n — i’m gonna — please, let me cum!” the blonde whimpered out weakly once he felt you begin to pull away.

as your fangs drew back from his wound, armin let out a series of sloppy whimpers and moans before bucking up and spilling ropes of cum all over your hand and his stomach; shirt riding up his abdomen from the heat of the moment. armin’s hips slowed their messy pace before he fell limp against the couch. his chest rose and fell and his eyes went in and out of focus.

you looked down at the sight beneath you. never in the thousands of years you had been alive had something that exhilarating happened to you.

and as you began to help him up, cooing to him softly about how good he had done and how you were going to glean him up, you could only hope that something like this would happen again.

[dantesdickferno]

a/n: resurrecting this fic from my old blog because I’m horny for eren again. it comes (haha) in waves

warnings: bratty sub eren, dom!afab reader, pegging, anal play, riding, overstimulation, reader’s strap is sometimes referred to as a cock

“you sure you can take it?” you ask him.

“what kind of a question is that?” eren says, hopelessly out of breath as he sinks down on your strap for the fifth time that night.

a sheen of sweat glistens on eren’s tan skin in the moonlight, his taut stomach clenching as he takes your strap in to the hilt. his thighs are shaking at this point, his lips plush and red from pressing them together in an effort to hold back his moans as you start to move from underneath him.

eren has stayed strong over the course of the night, refusing to show any sign of weakness, but you know his resolve is about to break. you can tell by the tears staining his lashes, the look of undeniable lust in his eyes, by his hardened cock resting against his navel, the tip bright red and dripping with drying cum from his last orgasm.

“so you can’t go faster?” eren taunts, his keen eyes watching as you skate your fingers across his hips, bucking up into him slowly.

“i can go faster...if you earn it,” you say sternly. eren groans at that, leaning back on his hands so he can take you in even deeper. he grinds his hips down, trying to take what he needs from you, but your fingers dig into his waist, keeping him still, the tip of your cock just barely teasing his prostate with every stroke. you know he wants it faster, harder, deeper, but you need to hear him say it. you need to hear him beg for it.

“if you think im begging, you’re out of your fucking mind,” eren says, as if he’s read your mind. you smile to yourself at that, giving him one particularly hard thrust where he needs it most, and relishing in the whimper that escapes his lips as he grinds his body down once again to chase the feeling. he huffs at the feeling of your palms against his skin keeping him steady, and you give him another deep thrust before stilling completely, moving your hands down to the flesh of his ass to knead the skin there.

“you sure about that?” you ask sweetly, your finger traveling down to his rim which is stretched around your strap. you can feel him fluttering around your cock when you press your fingers against him, and he whines, trying to create whatever friction he can. you move your hand around, feeling the lube coat it as you let your fingers travel across the sensitive skin there.

“fuck,” eren says as you tease his opening, his fingers gripping the sheets, sweat staining his forehead. his eyes never leave yours, and you can see the exact moment where he starts to submit to you—he lowers his gaze for a moment before making eye contact again, and his expression is softer, but still just as intense as he parts his mouth and lets out a shaky breath. “move. please.”

“that’s all i wanted to hear,” you say softly before grabbing onto his hips and fucking yourself up into him at a relentless pace.

“fuck—-” eren cries out, throwing his head back, his abs clenching with exertion as he moves up and down to meet your every thrust. “too much...it’s too much...keep going, fuck—-”

“doing so good—-” you tell him; you feel the soreness from all the exertion start to creep in, but you refuse to let up, choosing instead to focus on watching eren move on top of you, his body splayed out for you, his hair falling out of usual style and onto his face as he rolls his hips.

eren’s exhaustion starts to catch up with him, and he leans forward until he’s essentially completely on top of you, his chest pressed against yours, ensaring your lips in a sloppy kiss. he relinquishes control, letting you buck your hips up into him as he lies still, whimpers and sounds of encouragement escaping him with every thrust you give him.

eventually, you take the opportunity to roll over so that you’re on top now, and eren responds instantly, wrapping his arms and legs around you and holding on for dear life as you quicken your pace.

“ah-” eren arches his back as you hit right against his prostate, and his fingers dig into your back, so hard that it hurts. but you’ve never minded a little pain.

“there, there, there-please—-” he says as you repeat the motion-the tears are falling freely from his face now, all pretense gone as he presses his lips against yours; he’s barely kissing you, simply panting against your mouth, letting himself get fucked into the mattress, the sound of slapping skin a constant soundtrack as he nears the peak for the fifth time.

“i’m sorry for being bratty before-i’ll do anything, please, just let me cum-” eren whines, and a few particularly deep thrusts is all it takes for him to let out a desperate cry as he cums, spilling against his stomach, clawing at your back as he chases the feeling, kissing you so hard that your teeth clang together as his moans get swallowed by your mouth on his.

“i’m glad you know your place now,” you tease eren, kissing him on the nose.

“fuck...i do. i really do.”

[akazzza]

eren

« 𓆩♡𓆪 sub eren(?), use of toys, gen.neu reader, handjob/blowjob ig, kinda rusty rn ive barely been writing»

wc. 456 masterlist

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— waking up suddenly to the sight of the tent in his pants. sweat beading on his forehead.

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oh shit.

"(name) mmh wake up.."

he shook you awake, feeling guilty for doing so.

you wanted to ignore him, you really did.

but when he says your name in a whiny voice you just can't.

"what is it eren?"

it was a rhetorical question, knowing he never woke you unless its for one thing.

"please..? im so hard."

you readjusted yourself, turning your back to him.

"go to the bathroom, hm?" your voice soothed his nerves.

but it wasnt enough. his dick throbbed as he palmed himself slowly, starting to look at the ceiling.

eren got up. wincing from the pain as he opened his drawer to get the fleshlight from inside.

he walks over to the bathroom, turning on the light and pulling down his pants.

he could see the wet spot on his boxers, growing with each second.

"mmnh ahh.."

he pulled himself out of the constricting underwear.

immediately putting himself to work.

"fuck.."

it felt amazing.

but he needed more, low moans spilled from his lips.

speeding up and twitching in his hold.

he had a trembling hand on the sink counter.

obscene noises could be heard from the room, you couldn't go to back to sleep.

he needed you and you knew it. his desperate groans sent shivers down your spine, your mind began to wonder.

"(name) i know your awake.. please mmf"

the way he sounded so needy for you, your touch, your taste.

you decide to give him what he wanted. not because you wanted to, but because you wanted to see his hopeless face.

you went into the bathroom, the sight in front of you was unimaginable.

he was leaning onto the sink, the floor wet from his fluids. tip flushed as he continued to thrust into the toy.

“aah– nngh..”

you put your hands around him, turning him around, letting his back press against the sink.

getting on your knees, you looked straight at his tip as it poked out from the other side of the fleshlight.

His hands rested on the sink, letting you take the lead.

you kissed his tip, beginning to suckle on it.

a sharp inhale came from him, twitching as your warm mouth enveloped him.

you started rubbing his thigh with one hand.

"holy shiit.. im c-close"

he threw his head back, mouth agape as he kept thrusting into the toy.

sloppy thrusts as he felt his face get hot. you felt amazing.

his muscles tensed up as gorgeous moans came out of his mouth.

you pulled away, letting his mess spray all over his face.

smiling at him before rubbing his tip.

“one more?”

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wtf it's been 9 months since i last wrote. daddys home

[pastelclovds]

what about corruption kink? 👀

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK Yes! | Oh god you don’t even know

(i’m sorry it took so long to answer you, love 😭)

your poor lover is shaking when you touch them, they’ve never been touched like this by anyone. you know all the ways to get them whimpering and scratching the sheets beneath them. you couldn’t help your mouth curling into a smirk when your lover begs you to do more, bucking their sex into your hand as they bite their lip to prevent any more embarrassing noises to escape. but they don’t stay quiet for long ofc. they sob and hold onto you for dear life as you rock their world, you allow them to come first and they thank you breathlessly as they do. you cover their skin with love bites, while they stare up at the celling with dazed eyes. by the end of your session, your lover was a mess and stared at you with lovesick eyes as you were cleaning up. you both cuddled afterwards and drifted off the sleep. 💛

izuku midoriya, tamaki amajiki, tomura shigaraki, armin alert, bertolt hoover, gyutaro, tanjiro kamado, zenitsu agatsuma, brahms heelshire, chihiro fugisaki, rock lee, gaara, idia shroud, azul ashengrotto, riddle rosehearts, deuce spade

[entirelytoooobsessed]

puppy boys who need their attention on you like they need air to breathe,

who rest their face on your knee after a long day, a meek whine coming up their throat, practically begging for you to at least look at them. with wide eyes as they nudge at you, hands sliding up your thighs and fingers lightly digging into your skin as they reach your hips and ever so slowly pull down whatever is blocking from fully seeing you.

who know better than to touch without permission, pupils blowing wide as they lick over their lips, fixated only by you.

"please, let me make you feel good~"

armin, gojo, denji, yuuta, zenitsu, tanjiro, yuuji, bachira, your fave<3

[mysicklove]

𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐄

DAY 10: SOMINOPHILIA

With: Levi Ackerman

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings: gn! reader, sub! levi, nightmares + insomnia mentioned, oral (m! receiving), handjob in dreams, implied age gap, set in around season 2 timeline? im kinda forgetting which season erwin was in... kissing..lots of kissing, reader being puppy coded and levi is sick in love

A/N: sorry this is late!!!! i hope this also isnt too confusing considering it switches back and forth between his dream and irl. idk. also title is named after a song by The Mamas and The Papas that i LOVEEEE

Levi Ackerman finds himself plagued with nightmares. It was always like that though, since he could remember at least. Three to four nights a week he awakes in the middle of night dripping with sweat with his heart nearly beating out of his chest. He has grown used to the lack of sleep by now, it barely bugs him anymore.

That is, until he found someone to share his bed with. 

You were his light, as dramatic and sappy as it sounds, and something he will never admit out loud. But it was true, finally in this dim world he finds himself in, you came crashing in, brighter than the sun. He had fallen for you in record time, and you, drawn to his stoic and feisty aura, came tumbling down after him.

It's been a year now since you've gotten together, and Levi swears the nightmares are getting less frequent. 

Well, at least in the nights where you lay beside him. The nights where you hold him, and he has easier access to your heartbeat. The steady rhythm of your chest rising and falling. Alive.

He doesn't go into too much depth about the nightmares, but you know the general scene of them, usually relating back to his comrades deaths. He has mentioned that the recent ones involve you, and it makes your heart crumble for your beloved each time his voice cracks through the explanation. You don’t press too much on the matter – the nights he wakes up in a cold sweat, you are there to ease him back to sleep, reassuring that you and he are safe. He almost gets a full night of sleep with you around.

But alas, you aren’t all sunshine and rainbows, and neither is he. Nope, you happen to be one of the most erotic people have ever met (though, he hasn’t met many). A sick brat is what he calls you, or sometimes a disgusting pervert, if he’s feeling extra grumpy. The nicknames fly past your head, as you pepper his face with kisses. It was all in good spirit, is what you remind yourself at least. 

“Soooo, Hange recommended–”

“No.”

You pout at the man, pulling away from his chest to glare at him. “You didnt even let me finish my sentence.”

His cold face doesnt let up, even if his eyes hold a playful light to them. “I am smart enough to recognize that anything having to do with Hange is a bad idea.”

You playfully hit his chest, and the man raises his eyebrows at you. A smile pulls at your lips, and Levi cant help but stare whimsically at you. It was unfair, really. “Fine, get on with it, brat.”

“How would you feel if I woke you up with a blow job?” His reaction is immediate, first shock, and then as a couple seconds go by he seems to be much more inclined to agree, but then finally settles on an scowl.

“Why were you talking to Hange about these things?”

You cock your head to the side, tapping on your chin. “Well, I mentioned that your nightmares have started again, and they told me that oral sex helps stop them. Something neurologically with your dick and brain? I don't know.”

He stares at you for a couple of seconds, bewildered at your explanation. But, he realizes quickly what is up, and he immediately pinches the bridge of his nose with a long sigh. “They are fucking with you, idiot. Just trying to get me laid. Hange has always been like that.”

Your face falls at the words, and Levi swears you managed to master the kicked puppy look. He grabs your hands and pulls you back onto his chest, rolling his eyes when you hum into his skin. The warmth brought him comfort, and he finds himself more at peace. “I mean…It won't help with the nightmares, but who would turn down waking up to a blowjob?” Levi mumbles into your hair, while rubbing his hands up and down your arms.

You twist to look up at him, the familiar grin back on your face. “Yeah?”

He scoffs at you, an embaressed blush coating his cheeks. “Just dont wake me up early, alright. Just gonna piss me off.”

He swears he can see you wagging a tail. “Of course, Captain!”

Two weeks have gone by, and Levi has not woken up to your face anywhere near his dick. He has awoke to kisses along his cheeks, and neck, but that wasnt new, you were always disgustingly affectionate in your half awake state. He holds a content (half) smile for about ten seconds as he shuts the door of your room, only for it to drop when he sees Hange.

He wasnt the one to complain though, maybe you were just teasing him. You always did like to press his buttons. He wasn't going to give you the satisfaction of knowing he wants it. So, the dark haired man continues on, nightmares and all, through the weeks.

By the time a month came passing by, he knows that you forgot all about your stupid little promise – your stupid naive words that only worked to piss him off. He glared at you from across the halls for a whole week – never daring to actually show you real signs that he was upset. But after you accidentally caught him frowning at you from across the training grounds, he was immediately dragged back your shared rooms, and fucked lovingly, as you apolgized for everything you could think of that would piss the man off.

You didnt mention the blowjob, but Levi was content with the disheveled hair, and the hickeys and bite marks littering his body, so he forgives you. 

He forgets about the blowjob after two months. You were more horny than usual, so the two of you were at it multiple times a week. He would end up too exhausted to hold any real dreams, including his nightmares.

Levi was okay with it.

9 am. Levi, for the first time ever, was oversleeping. Of course when you woke up at 8 am, on your day off from training, and found your lover by your side, you couldnt help but be shocked. He was usually gone by 5 am to get to training. 

But you heard him woke up multiple times in the middle of the night. The nightmares were back. His shaky hands wrapped around you, and he panted into your neck, trembling like you've never seen before. You don't know what triggered it, but Levi seemed to have a really bad night. 

He deserves to sleep in. So, at fifteen past 8, you scamper to Erwins office and beg the commander for Levi to have a day off. He always did have a soft spot for you. For one, you brought happiness to humanities strongest, and also because his friend silently threatened him death if he was to mistreat you. Erwin agreed without much hesitation. 

You crawl into bed next to your lover, and begin to trace his content face. At least the nightmares were gone for the night.

Then, the realization hits you. This was the perfect time for you to finally do as promised.

You waited months because you wanted Levi to forget about your words. Of course, you assumed he forgot them after a couple of days, paying no attention to your promise, but you waited it out just in case. 

And now, the both of you dont have any plans today. A once in a lifetime experience, it has got to be.

So with one more glance at your lover, you kiss his cheek, hold back a small giggle, and slowly remove the blanket from his lap. Then, you slide yourself down on the bed, and carefully manevuer yourself in between his legs. He doesnt sleep with much attire, growing hot in the night. Plus with the addition of the cold sweat he often finds himself in, he learns that going next to bare was easier. 

You pull down his boxers, and are immediately exposed to a dark patch of hair. It's trimmed properly, but he prefers to have a little hair down their over being completely shaven. Something on the lines of protecting his dick from germs or whatnot. You dont listen to the details, only thinking about how hot it is.

The boxers make it past his thighs, and you glance back up at the man. He doesn't even seem to flinch when the cool air comes into contact with his skin. He snoozes peacefully into the pillow, his dark hair covering his eyes. 

His dick lays limp against his leg, and you pick it up slowly, careful to not wake him up. You run your fingers over it a couple of times, and then, holding the back of it with your fingers to support it, you run your tongue from bottom to top of the length. 

Levi doesn't move. You take that as a sigh to continue. 

Another stripe of the tongue, and then two more, and nothing happens. You grow bolder by the moment. You place his still soft cock into your mouth, and this time you do hear a reaction. Its a quiet sigh, but it was something. His eyes still remain shut.

Slowly, you begin to suckle on the tip, finding it easier to fit it in your mouth while soft. Your tongue roams the shaft, and you press sloppy, wet kisses to his veins. Blood rushes to his cock unconsciously, and Levi still has not stirred, even with his cock now hard. You chuckle with amusement, but dont stop your movements, now dragging your hands along his thighs to appreciate his body.

Levi was having a good dream. It wasnt like the past couple of nightmares, no, this one seemed to have a light hue. It was just the two of you, laying with your backs against grass. A open field, far away from everyone, and not a threat in sight. Titans were gone.

A peaceful world for the two of you. A world Levi craved. 

His hands trace your face, and he stares at you, admiring every crease and divot of your skin. You slide your way over toward him, leaning forward to kiss him. “I love you.”

He hums, eyes falling shut, as he wraps his arms around your body. “Yeah, yeah. Love ya too, brat.”

You giggle at him, and suddenly the smile on your face shifts. It turns soft, the tips of your mouth curling up in an almost feline way, while you eyes become hooded. He watches you lean forward and press your lips to his. The man doesnt stop you, gently kissing you back while your tongue slips into his mouth. Levi gulps when your hands trace down to his pants, and he quickly looks around the meadow, afraid to discover an unwelcomed guest. Of course there was nobody, it was a dream, not a nightmare. Your hand slips into his pants, and Levi’s back arches in the grass.

He twitches in his sleep and you smile fondly at the man. The tip of his cock rest against your cheek, as you admire him for a second too long, only to be rewarded with jolt of his hips from the source unknown, sending it slapping across your face. You hold back a laugh, and then grab at it again, mumbling out a, “Even a brat in your sleep, huh Captain?” 

You lean forward and wrap your lips around him again.

“D-Don't stop!” Levi groans out, hands clutching at your shirt while he squeezes his eyes shut. It doesn't stop the sun from getting past his eyelids, so he moves closer to you to hopefully block it out. You press your lips to his neck, nibbling at the space just beneath his ears.

“Would never,” You purr, and the man glances at your hand. His pants are pulled down completely now, and your pace was rutheless in its up and down motions. It sends him shivering, and covering his face with the back of his arm. He breathes through clenched teeth, and tries his best not to let out a whimper. The man hears your giggle, and before he could stop himself, the whine slips out.

The first noise of the morning was a low whimper. Not much, but definitely there, and unbelievably cute. You grip at his hips and try to take him deeper, but his hips thrusts back into your mouth with another paired whine. Your eyes widen, and you gag out at the unexpected movement, having to pull away to catch your breath. His dark hair whips back and forth, and he continues to make low mewling noises. “Huh, and you call me the pervert. What are you dreaming about, pretty?”

Levi moans into your mouth, wrapping his arms around your neck. His hips buck up into your hands, and you playfully bite his lip, earning a dramatic grunt in complaint. He grips your hair and pulls you back to his lips before you try and let out another teasing remark. Precum leaks onto your hand, and he swears that it provides more of the makeshift lube then usual. Your hand feels better than normal, strangely damp, and so warm. Did handjobs always feel this good?

He can feel his high approaching and his breaths come out quicker. “Gonna..cum. Fuck!”

You detach yourself from his lips. “No, no, no! Not yet!” You tease, voice light and almost giggly. It wasn't the first time you denied him of his release, but it was rare. You always di did pamper him. 

The man scowls at you, borderline on the cusp of baring his teeth. “Why?” He demands, short and simple, but shows exactly how peeved he is. Levi is more than surprised to feel that you didn't squeeze his cock in warning. No, still the warm, tight feeling, that does not make any sense to him.

“Can you do something for me first?”

A demand from you? Unheard of. “Get on with it, I-Im close”

Your hand movements become louder and louder, and it shouldn't sound like that. It's so lewd, and the squelching noise are never that loud. 

You press you lips to his ear, and a shiver runs down his spine at your breath, which is strangely cooler than usual. “Wake up, Captain.”

His eyes snap open immediately and he pants into the dark room. Levi hears it first, before he feels it. A loud slurping sort of noise, and the man feels his cock trapped between something warm, wet. 

A throat. Not a hand. 

He is quick to manevour himself to hold his weight on his elbows, and glances down at you, breaths coming out shallow and quick. You smile when you catch his eye, and for a second you pull away from him. You pepper his length down with kisses. “Well, well, good morning, sleepy head,” You mumble, letting another swipe of your tongue graze his thick blue vein. Then, with little hesitation, you dive back onto his cock, taking it as far as you can into your mouth.

“What are you–Fuck!” His legs instinctually bend outward, and his back arches. His head was still foggy in his half sleepen state. Was that all a dream? Was this real? He grips onto your hair, and does his best not to force you deeper onto his cock.

Levi could feel his orgasm approaching and rapidly, same as the dream. But this time it was real, and by god did it feel that way. His hips buck into your mouth and he lets out loud moans, tucking his face into the pillow to try and muffle them. 

He tries to ask for permission again to cum again, hoping that this time real you wouldnt lead him on. It comes out more as a command, but you just roll your eyes with a smile, the giggle in the back of your throat sending him spiral. 

“Cumming. Oh god. Thank you, thank you, thank you!” He chants, and your eyes widen in shock, but you don't pull away from his cock. He was never the one to be polite in bed, the little brat was always barking commands and half hearted complaints. He must be really enjoying this treat if he was to thank you.

You dont have time to dwell on it much, because he forces your head lower onto his cock and cums into your mouth. You wince at the taste, but bear no mind to it as you watch your lover unravel. His back still continues to arch (which you will never get over) while his eyes are shut. The noises he lets out are soft, more of a mewl and a groan, but adorable nonetheless. His whole body trembles and his legs lay out wide, shaking under the force of the orgasm.

You pull away when he is done, and wipe your lips with the back of your hand. “Taste perfect as usual. Always so good on your diet!”

He rolls his eye at you, but it doesn't hold much bite considering that the man seemed to be basking in the post orgasm glow. “You are gross. I know that shit tastes bad.”

“Nope! Anything that the Captian makes is amazing”

He throws a pillow at your face, and you pout at him, a dramatic whine slipping past your lips. “Don't call me that, I am not even your Captain anymore, brat. And stop pouting!” He demands, pulling up his boxers before letting out a big stretch.

“Why are you so mean to me?” You complain, crawling forward to lay on his chest. “After I gave you head too!”

The frown does not drop from his face, but he does trace his fingers along your face. A silent token of affection that you purr into. “Took ya long enough. Thought you forgot about it.”

You fake hurt, taking in a dramatic breath. “Of course not! I would never lie to you.” The words are light, and holds a smile in them. “And hey, dont you think you are a little spoiled? Complaining that you got a blowjob too late.”

Levi doesnt even seem to react, his facial expression remaining neutral, and his words flat. “No ‘m not. Said thank you and everything.”

To this, you do nod, practically vibrating with affection to give. It was too hard to really be upset with him. “Super polite of you! I was so impressed!”

This does make him roll his eyes. “You really think low of me, huh?”

You poke at his cheek with a smile plastered on your face. “Aww cmon dont be dramatic again. You know I dont. Oh! Also, did it help with the nightmares?” You tease, knowing exactly what type of dream he really was having. “You sounded very….Scared in your dream.”

He seems to flush red, but alas, Levi was never the one to be on the losing foot. “....Yes. Seems like you are going to have to do this for me everyday. To stop the nightmares.”

You burst out laughing, and fail to see the small grin that creeps up the dark haired man's face.

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[thehandsresisthim]

(sorry if this is lowkey incoherent i just thought of this)

hmm thinking abt tying a poor guys hands behind his back and then when he tries to touch himself condescendingly asking why he doesn’t. pretending that he should be able to, like i didn’t just tie his hands away so that he can’t.

like, baby, why aren’t you touching yourself? i gave you permission, didn’t i?

and he tries to complain all “you tied my hands together, i can’t reach myself!” and i just ignore it :(

gently cooing at him and petting his hair and telling him that it’s okay (although he’s writhing on the bed trying to grind against the sheets n pillows)

[sunshine-for-serotonin]

The Jaws of Those Most Beloved

Erwin Smith x reader

Notes: fix it ending where Erwin is administered the titan serum even though it’s not really mentioned, small bit of biting, praise, Erwin calls you ma’am because that’s hot af, titty sucking with a well endowed reader, on that note: nursing handjob, a sprinkle of chubby reader, dacryphilia, the actual smut doesn’t last very long because Erwin cums pretty much the moment he starts thinking about how much he loves you.

3.2k words

A small blurb for: @flametrashira

Big thanks to: @seaslugfanclub who saved my ass by being a pre-reader and editor! Thank you, Neptune!

The tiniest bit inspired by the song ‘Rule #34 by Fish in a Birdcage, covered by Justine’s mic’.

As nervous as I am about posting this, I strongly believe this is one of the best things I’ve ever written-

Summary: Overworking himself as per usual, Erwin finds salvation in the tender caresses from you that his body craves, yet his mind struggles to accept the notion he is worthy of such care.

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Shadows danced and created monstrous silhouettes across the walls of Erwin’s study, the candle he had lit slowly burning as he poured over plans and preparations late into the night. The ink that flowed from his quill seemed to blot and merge in the low light, and Erwin found himself struggling to write despite the words flowing steadily through his tired mind. His hair, the same golden hue as church bells, slowly started to become more unkept as the minutes ticked by, cerulean eyes scanning the same sentence repeatedly in an effort to process what he had written. And yet, for all he tried, both words and thoughts continued to evade him, as faint as the smoke from the candle wick as the flames devoured it.

A faint knock, promptly followed by the creaking of his office door opening is what shook the commander out of his stupor. The image of you entering his study, a plate of warm food obviously intended for him in your hand, was all too enchanting, the haze in his mind simultaneously lifting and becoming maddeningly worse.

“Beloved…. It’s late, you should be in bed… I’ve just a few more documents to complete and I will join you.”

A soft huff left your tantalizing lips as you set the plate down on his desk over top of papers, the ink having long dried whilst he was in a daze, and ignoring the soft pout on his exhausted features. You were all too familiar with Erwin and his tactics; he would tell you he would go to bed once he was finished, stay in his office for longer, and then when you would go check on him he would be out cold. He was always plagued by nightmares at those times, the warmth of your touch gone and unable to stave away the loneliness, the dead bodies, the blood on his hands and conscious.

“And how is it that I should go to bed, yet you stay up without food in your belly as you slave away over papers? You need to eat something and then be done for the night, honey.”

“But beloved-”

“Erwin.”

Oh. You were using that tone, the one that makes shivers run down his spine and his heart leap into his throat, the one that makes him unable to do anything but surrender to you and the sensations you ignite in him, body, mind, and spirit. You knew the way that tone affected him, you always had, and you sure as hell knew it now as he blushed to the very tips of his ears. It was all too entertaining to watch the normally stoic and composed man start to crumble, to witness Erwin Smith, humanities commander, huddle into himself and start playing with his fingers as he avoided your gaze.

“Now you listen to me, Erwin love. You are going to stop working, eat your dinner, and then I am going to help you change into sleep clothes before you collapse from exhaustion. Understand?”

“Of course, yes…”

“Yes what?”

Searing heat started pooling in Erwin’s belly, his face growing hotter as he folded his calloused hands in his lap with a sheepish expression to hide his growing arousal, a small murmur leaving his lips as he replied to you.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“That’s my good boy~”

You giggle softly, taking his head in your warm hands to tilt his face up to look at you as you stroke the sharp structure of his cheekbones. If you looked close enough, you almost felt you could see where the shifter scars around his blue orbs had been.

“Look me in the eyes when you’re talking to me though, honey. You know better, I’ve trained you better. Right?”

“Yes ma’am, you’re right, I know better.”

Strong arms wrapped around your waist as Erwin nuzzled himself against your soft middle, just below your chest. You couldn’t help the small coo that left your lips as you ran your fingers through his hair, the gold locks just barely peeking out over the rim of your breasts and your nails scratching his scalp so deliciously gentle that it made his chest ache with love.

“Is there something you’re wanting, baby? Hm?”

“Beloved, ma’am, I was… I was wondering if you would touch me… please, ma’am, I-I need it...”

Softly biting your lip, you let out a pleased hum as you force him to face you again. Big blue eyes blink guiltily up at you beneath thick brows, and from what you can see of his collar bone you know he’s already blushing down to his chest which lets you know just how needy he truly is already.

“Dinner first, but then I believe you’ve more than earned it. Do you want me to feed you?”

“Yes please, ma’am.”

Erwin always felt safest when he had your weight on him or underneath him, a fact you keep in mind as you make yourself comfortable in his lap and begin feeding him bites from the plate, your thick thighs caging his own in the mahogany chair. You could tell his cock was already starting to harden the second you sat down, the bulge in his uniform trousers only growing when you gave him a small peck on the lips, his mouth chasing yours without a second thought when you pulled away before you were able to reign him in again.

“Easy, sweetheart… I can’t exactly feed you if your mouths not free~ And the longer it takes you to eat, the longer it’ll be before I can give you some attention~”

Reaching one of your hands under the plate in your lap, you gently palm him through his pants. Your reward being a subtle roll of his hips and a small keen, his heavy thighs flexing under you as he tried to hold you closer.

“My apologies, ma’am. I didn’t intend to be… bad… I love you…”

It was adorable, truly. Every time Erwin did something he feared may disappoint or upset you, he would immediately follow it up with an ‘I love you’ and got incredibly distressed if you failed to say it back in a timely manner, as though fearing he would lose your love despite how many times you had assured him you would be with him for eternity.

“I love you too, Erwin. Always will.”

That pulled a smile from his full lips before he conceded, allowing you to go back to feeding him as he tried to ignore the throbbing ache in his groin. After a few quiet minutes of making sure he had food in his tummy, Erwin finally finished all of his meal, slightly hiding his face in you neck with a soft whine as he realized you could feel his heavy cock twitch in anticipation.

“Ma’am, please…”

“I know, I know, baby… you’re so pretty when you beg, you know that?”

Another brilliant flush coated the commanders features, when you called him “pretty”. It truly was the simple praise and soft gestures that did your love in, you thought to yourself as you pulled him in for a soft kiss, a stark contrast to how your hands began trailing over his chest. The way Erwin’s lips molded against yours was as seemingly as natural as breathing to the blonde man, a huff of relief leaving him through his nose causing warm air to tickle across your cheek as you began to slowly undo his uniform top. The first time you two had kissed, Erwin had adorably tried to strategize how your lips were meant to connect with his own, his brows furrowing slightly as he had studied your face to determine the best possible angle before you decided to just go for it and pull him in. The thought of that first kiss causes you to chuckle tantalizingly against his lips, the vibrations pulling a small moan from his throat as the kiss starts to heat up.

Your fingers move to play with his collar, gently peeling away the fabric of his uniform top to reveal his flushed and sensitive chest, the muscles in his pecs heaving with the effort of catching his breath after you pull away.

“So beautiful, love… I don’t know what I did to deserve such a handsome and well behaved good boy…”

A swell of hot pride and arousal at being called ‘your good boy’ bubbles in Erwin, the praise going straight to his dick as he wraps his arms tight around you.

“I’m so lucky to have you, ma’am, not the other way around… thank you for seeing me, for being here with me, for loving me. After all the things I have allowed and done for humanity, I know that I’m hardly worthy of this, of you, and yet I find myself so deeply enraptured by you, I’m unable to function without your presence.”

Now that sure as hell got your blood pumping as you leaned in and began pressing a flurry of kisses to his cheeks and nose, Erwin all but melting into a pile of lovey goo. Slowly, you began to press small and heated kisses down the side of his neck, letting your teeth snag on heated skin and relishing in the small stutters of air that escaped his parted lips.

“Ma’am, please, right there! Oh- Please!~”

You knew exactly where he was talking about. Erwin’s sweet spot was located on his upper neck, just under his ear and towards his nape, a fact that you often found yourself abusing whenever he was within reach of your teeth. Running your hand through his disheveled hair, you found yourself giving in to his whims and sinking your teeth in deep, the sharp bones creating ravishing bursts of red and purple not unlike a painter creating art on a canvas. Pitiful mewls more musical than the finest orchestra graced your ears between breathless cries of gratitude as you gave the newly formed bite a tender kiss.

“Oh, thank you, thank you, ma’am… it feels so good… thank you….”

To Erwin, being between your jaws as they tore at his flesh was nothing short of paradise, the fact that you would choose to mark him of all people with bite marks that would last for days inducing in him an intoxicating blend of obedience, love, and arousal.

Placing one last kiss to the tip of his nose, you stand up despite the quiet protests that emanated from your beloved as you coax him onto the couch in his study.

“Come here, sweetheart… let me see you, pretty boy.”

A soft huff of amusement left you as you witnessed the tall man scramble to get up, uncharacteristically panting and stumbling over himself like a three-legged dog before finally coming to a halt in front of you.

“Where and how would you prefer me, ma’am?”

“On your back over my lap. But first, go ahead and take off your bottoms for me, love.”

You can’t help the soft giggle that escapes you as you watch Erwin’s hands tremble, wrenching so hard at the fabric of his pants and boxers that most would have thought they were burning him alive. You smiled amusedly as you caught Erwin subconsciously attempting to hide his (rather large) arousal with his hands, not missing the way his eyes followed your own as they went to remove your shirt and bra, nor missing the small whimper that left his throat once your breasts had been freed from their confines. It had always been a favorite action of his to smother himself in your chest when the sun set and he was free of the days intensive labor. As comedic as it was, you legitimately had to remind him to come up for air, lest he suffocate.

“All right, sweetheart. On my lap.”

“Yes, ma’am. Thank you, ma’am.”

Carefully, out of fear of accidentally hurting you, Erwin moved to lay his broad back over your thighs and felt himself subconsciously nuzzle against the pudgy, soft skin of your stomach. A keen left his throat as he felt your hand gently cradle the back of his head, your other smoothing over the expanse of his chest languidly as you took in the feeling of his muscled torso. In your eyes, Erwin was nothing short of a heavenly vision laid bare for you, fingers gently tracing over full pecs and quivering abs, paying no mind to the little aborted thrusts of his hips as you knew he was trying to be good for you. He always was.

“Ma’am, please… may I…”

Ocean eyes stared up at you pleadingly as a giggle came unbidden from your mouth. Erwin was always shy when it came to making requests of a sexual nature.

“May you please what, Erwin? Be a good boy for me and use your words like I taught you.”

“M-My apologies, ma’am. May I suck your breasts? Please?”

“Of course, honey~ Such a good boy for using your words…”

Gently stroking his hair, you move his head into proper position and immediately feel him latch on to your breast, rough hands gently cupping your chest and trying to pull you impossibly closer. Erwin’s eyes flutter closed as a small whimper of relief escapes him, his tongue hungrily lapping at your nipple and his cock twitching from where it lay on his belly; oozing a steady stream of precum and his tip a beautiful shade of red. You feel him gently palm at your chest, his hands caressing the skin and marveling at the way the pudgy tissue is hardly contained by his fingers

“So handsome for me, Erwin… I’m so proud to call you mine…”

Opening his eyes to look at you, Erwin felt tears swiftly collect on his waterline and overflow en mass down his cheeks. He wanted to say that he was the lucky one, that he was so undeserving and unworthy of your love and touch after everything he had done and put others through… instead, all that comes out is a muffled sob as his sucking becomes more intense, the vibrations around your nipple pulling a small pleased hum from your throat. Moving your hand down, you softly scrape your nails through the dark honey colored hairs around his shaft and balls; relishing in the little buck of his hips and the broken moan that reverberates against your skin.

“I can tell what you’re thinking you know… and I want you to know it’s not true. You are deserving of all I give you and you’re such a good boy, no matter your opinion. I love you, and nothing will ever change that.”

Another broken sob comes from your love followed by his neglected dick twitching pitifully against his muscled tummy, the appendage practically weeping for you like its owner; who searches to grab at your hand that’s resting under his head. Giving him a small smile, you adjust yourself so you can hold Erwin’s hand and keep him on your breast at the same time, relishing in the small sniffle of relief it pulls from him as his eyes flutter closed again despite the tears leaking out from behind his lids.

“Such a good boy, so, so, so good for me, Erwin…”

To emphasize your point, you allow your fingertips to gently trace up the underside of his shaft, feeling along the vein that runs from his tip to his sack. It’s pleasurable torture to Erwin, the touch so light and ticklish yet maddening stimulating that he can feel himself jump. Finally, you wrap your hand around his cock, beginning to stroke him at a languid pace and watching as his heavy thighs twitch. It’s obvious he’s trying to keep himself in line and stop his hips from humping into your hand like a puppy in heat, his fingers tightening around yours as his small cries are muffled by your breast.

“There we go… feels a lot better now, hm?~”

Opening his teary blue orbs and nodding his head, Erwin found himself lovingly looking deep into your eyes with blurry vision as his back arched in pleasure. His broad chest was positively heaving as your fingers spread rivers of his own precum against his overheated flesh to slick him up, making your movements seamless as lewd wet sounds filled the room to make his head spin in the best possible way.

Letting go of his cock and ignoring his broken whine, you run your hand lower to fondle his balls, feeling their weight in your palm as you give them a gentle squeeze.

“You’re doing so good letting me give you what you need, sweetheart. Always so pretty when you’re all fucked out…”

Chuckling softly at the frantic roll of his hips your praise got out of him, you give his balls one last squeeze before going back to stroking him, picking up the pace as Erwin’s toes curl, the pleasure making him feel as if he’s been electrocuted ten times over. More tears stream from his eyes, both of relief and of pure, ever reverent love. The kind of love that sears through his jagged edges and holds him together, the kind of love that encases his heart in a suit of gold, that keeps him going despite the odds and the despair that threatens to overtake him every day. The thought makes his cock feel like it’s about to burst, pulsing in your hand as he feels his muscles draw up and flex. As if reading his mind, your voice speaks in a soft murmur;

“Go ahead, love. I want you to cum for me.”

That was all it took. One last keen left his lips as his body spasmed, hips humping uncontrollably into the tight tunnel of your fist before waves of pleasure crashed into him so intensely he could have sworn he was drowning. Continuing to work him through his orgasm, you watch lovingly as hot, thick ropes of cum spill out of him so hard that it almost reaches his chest, the pearlescent liquid glimmering in the candlelight. Feeling his cock give a few more throbs as he drains his balls onto his tummy, you gently unwrap your hand from around him to rub soothing shapes on his thighs.

“You did so good for me tonight, Erwin… I’m so proud of you…”

Finally finding the willpower to pull his mouth away from your tits, Erwin gazes up at you with adoring eyes and murmurs lowly;

“Thank you, beloved… thank you for letting me be yours, thank you for loving me…”

Gingerly helping him sit up, you grab the towel you had brought with his dinner beforehand and start to wipe him up as he nuzzles into you, placing soft kisses against your skin as he leans into your shoulder.

It was here that he felt most safe, cradled in your arms like he was something precious. You were his sanctuary, the only place he truly felt he could be forgiven and cleansed of the blood that coated his conscious so thoroughly, and he would be damned if he didn’t submit himself to kneel at your altar as soon as the opportunity presented itself. This was where he belonged, this is where he sought solace. Here with you.

His most dearly beloved.

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After party | Jean Kirstein

(Jean calls reader his boyfriend but other than that readers gender isn’t specified)(reader has a dick ofc>o<!!!)

Hockey player reader x Jean

Synopsis ☆: Jean is jealous of you and Erens relationship . He handles his jealousy in a different type of way.

Warning: possessive Jean, Eren slander a lil bit, breeding kink a little, weed>.<!!!, power bottom Jean, mating press, Jeans ass is referred to as boy pussy.

a/n: this is kinda long? Also can males squirt🤔🤔🤔idk but I made him so😹😹

You were so mad. One of the players from the other team unnecessarily shoved you really hard, causing you to punch him as best as you could through the helmet. Somehow you were the one who was sent out. You slammed open the penalty bench box and threw your hockey stick on the floor. Taking off your helmet and your gloves because it was hot as fuck and you were sweating your ass off. You heard the door to the penalty box open but you didn’t look towards it.

“Hey” it was Sasha . You didn’t respond back because you knew why she was here. “Come on you and Jean need to make up” Earlier you two got into a fight. You and Jean were standing by your car talking, when Eren came over to ask you something. He whispered something in your ear and you chuckled and said “yeah I gotchu” he hugged you then walked off. You turned towards Jean who was glaring at you with his arms crossed. You looked at him confused. Jean hated that look on your face you looked so stupid.

Jean started walking away, but you were quick to grab him by his wrist. “Where you going” “I’m going to find my seat. go hang out with your boyfriend” he replied. ‘What’ you thought. What is he talking about. You don’t know why but Jean always gets angry whenever you interact with Eren, it’s so annoying to you . “What’re you talking about Jean” you said to him and he shivered at the way you said his name. “I said go talk to your boyfriend, eren” “what the fuck are you on about, Whyre you always mad when eren talks to me” you said and looked at Jean with a frown.

“I’m not fucking mad I don’t even care. He obviously likes you though” you look at Jean dumbfounded. Like you haven’t proved to him over and over that you want to be with him and only him. He’s so stupid and it’s making you angry. You and Jean always flirt and kiss. A lot. It’s never passed that point though . You two haven’t tried a relationship yet because you’re scared if it ends out bad, then you’ll lose ypur best friend.

“Why does that matter?” Jean looks at you with his arms folded and a frown on his face. “It matters because you like to stick your dick in anything that walks” now it was your turn to frown. Everyone on campus believes you’re a play boy, but you’re not. you bailed on what was supposed to be a one night stand, she got mad and all of a sudden you’re the campus thot. A ‘jock’ who just likes getting their dick wet. It’s not true and Jean knows that, so why would he use that against you.

“Maybe I will go fuck him” you said and shouldered him while you were walking past. This brings us back to the present. ”why would I do that” you spoke to sasha. “Because you guys are supposed to end up together. come onnnn he didn’t mean it he was jealous” You rolled your eyes “he’s always jealous” before sasha could say anything else you were being called back into the game. “I’ll see you later Sasha” you said and grabbed your things and went back into the rink.

With 2 minutes left on the clock and the score 12 - 12 it was up to you and your team mates to make this last shot. You currently had the puck. Dribbling it towards the goal but then you get crowded by 2 big ass men from the other team, so you pass to Connie who happened to be on the other side of you who was wide open. He dribbles it closer to the goal and tries to score but it gets blocked by the goal keeper. The goal keeper tried to pass it to one of his teammates but you blocked it just in time and passed it to Connie. Connie was then bombarded by the opposite team and passed it back to you. You saw a small opening and took your shot. You made it. YOU FUCKING MADE IT. The buzzer rang loud and you looked at the score board. 13-12. You won. Your team won championships.

The crowd erupted in cheer and your team came and lifted you up into the air. Everyone was cheering and hugging. I was so happy we finally made it to championships. Connie walked up to you and dabbed you up.” Hey nice shot!!” You grinned “Thanks gang” “Are you going to Erens party?” You raised your eyebrow. “His mom is letting him throw a party” Connie chuckled “hell nah she’s on vacation” ‘oh boy’ “yeah I’ll go” “alright I’ll see you there” Connie said and walked away.

You walked into the locker room to go change so you can start heading to Erens party. Meanwhile with Jean. “DID YOU SEE THAT GOAL UGH THEYRE SO GOOD” sasha was geeking right next to me, she was so loud. “Yes I saw sasha” I said a little exasperated. I’m still upset me and my boyfriend got into a fight. They aren’t really my boyfriend but I call them that because theyre mine. I didn’t mean to call them a slut, but like they’re always talking to Eren, and I know eren wants them he’s literally told me so. I saw my boyfriend walk out the locker rooms and guess who I saw walking up to my boyfriend… Erens desperate ass. He asked them something and I saw my boyfriend nod and they walked off.

….WHAT THE FUCK. He’s doing this on purpose to piss me off I swear he is. Suddenly I was pulled out of my thoughts when Sasha tapped me. “Do you wanna go to Erens party?” Sasha knows I hate eren so why would she ask me that. “Your boyfriend’s gonna be there” Connie said popping out of nowhere. “Really? He hates parties” Connie shrugged. “Fine I’ll go”

Back with you. You were currently driving eren to his house because he asked for a ride. The car was blasting with music until it was turned down. “I got a question” eren suddenly piqued up. “Yes?” “Are you and Jean dating” you laughed. “No why?” “Because he’s always glaring at me and I’ve seen you two kissing before like a lot to be honest” “he’s just jealous because he thinks you like me.” “Hell no” ‘well damn’ you thought. “Oh no not like that I’m dating mikasa.” Your mouth dropped. “REALLY?!?” “Yes Whyre you so surprised” “I don’t know I would’ve never guessed.” “The fuck is that supposed to mean” you winced. “Oh look your house!”

You parked infront of his house and you both went in. There were already a whole bunch of people here. “How’d they get to your house before you” “mikasa probably let them in.” You sighed. You honestly hated parties you can’t even lie. You just wanted to come so you could get high to be honest. Looking to your left you see Reiner, Annie, and bertholt sitting on the L shaped couch. They were smoking, bingo! “Hey Reiner” you smirked at him. You can’t even lie you think hes sexy as fuck. “Hey come here” you walked over and sat down next to him.

“Let me get a hit” he passed the blunt to you. You took a few hits then passed it to Annie. You’re a lightweight so it doesn’t take a lot for you to get high. A few minutes later and you were out of it. You were currently laying on reiners lap. His thick warm thighs that your face was buried in, you were silently geeking because oh my god. “Who wants to play spin the bottle!” You heard Sasha say from the living room. You piqued up and turned to Reiner “thanks for letting me rest here imma go play” “anytime” Reiner said smirking. You smacked his thigh just to see it jiggle then walked off. Unknowing of the blush that was left on his face.

You saw the circle forming and was looking for a place to sit. You found a spot but it was next to the one and only Jean. ‘When did he get here’ you hope he didn’t see you on reiners lap or that’s another thing he’s gonna tweak out about. The circle consisted of Armin , Mikasa, Annie, Eren, Connie, Sasha, Jean, a few random people you didn’t know, and then finally you. You sat next to Jean and the game begun. “Who wants to start.” Connie perked up “I’ll go” Connie spun the bottle and it landed on Annie. People oou’d and Connie leaned over the circle pecking Annie on the lips.

Next was Annie’s turn, she spun the bottle and it landed on you. You chuckled. Annie rolled her eyes and leaned over pecking your cheek. Sasha groaned “LAMEE.” “Shut up Sasha” mikasa told her, shutting her right up. It was your turn now. Spinning the bottle it starts to slow down..it stopped directly on Eren. Everybody in the circle got quiet. They know Jean doesn’t fuck with Eren and they know you and Jean are a thing. Suddenly Jean turned the bottle towards himself. Eren spoke up “that’s not how the game works” “I don’t give a fuck” Jean said and turned towards you.

He put his hand behind your head and aggressively pushed you towards him forcing you two to kiss. You can’t even lie that shit was sexy as fuck. You love when Jean gets possessive. Jean got more into the kiss and climbed into your lap. He tried to grind into you but you gripped his waist to stop him. “What the fuck are you trying to do? Are you trying to ride me infront of everybody” you whispered so only he could hear. “Fuck yes” he responded. You immediately picked him up by his thighs. “We’re using one of your guest rooms” you said to Eren and walked off. “take me to Erens room and fuck me in there.” “No shut up” Jean whined and you took him into an empty room.

When you walked in you put Jean down. “What is up with you today?” Jean huffed. He didn’t say anything because you should know why he’s acting up. “Hello? I’m talking to you” you grabbed him by his neck tilting his head up by his chin. “Nothing” you rolled your eyes “it’s obviously something” now it was his turn to roll his eyes. Why don’t you get it. Whyre you so stupid. He gets so jealous when he sees you with Eren or literally anyone. He can’t help that you’re sexy as fuck and everyone wants you. He saw you on reiners lap and he was so mad. Just thinking about it is pissing him off so bad.

Looking up at you Jean glared. You raised your brow “What?” “I saw you with Reiner” ‘shit’ you took your hand off his neck “why must you make me jealous all the time” Jean spoke walking making you walk backwards. “Why must you look so fucking good all the damn time” you fell back onto the bed that was in the middle of the room. Jean sat right ontop of your crotch, where you just so happen to be hard already. You were hard since he kissed you during spin the bottle. “Why must you drive me insane” he said gripping your collar. “Jean-“ “shut the fuck up I’m gonna show you who this dick belongs to” Jean says grinding on your dick through the jeans you were wearing.

You groaned and Jean pulled you into a kiss. The kiss was aggressive and was filled with lust. Jean dragged his hand down to the waist band of your pants. He wanted them off, he started pulling them off then you kicked off the rest. What’s left was your boxers, you don’t even have your boxers off and he could see how big you were. God he wanted it so bad he wanted you to make him a mother, no he didn’t want it he needed it. He looked up at you and you were already looking down at him with a smirk on your face.

“You wanted it so bad so take it” oh he will. He hurried to take off his shorts and his boxers. He took your hand and sucked on two of your fingers while looking at you. The way he was looking at you with lidded eyes and the way his tongue swirled around your fingers almost had you cumming in your boxers. When he felt it was good enough he took your fingers and guided it to his ass. You put your fingers in his hole and immediately thrusted them up into him. He moaned and threw his arms around your neck.

He was moaning and placing sloppy kisses on your neck. You added another finger in him trying to stretch his hole. “Just put it in already please” you grabbed Jean by his hair and kissed his lips. He moaned into the kiss grinding harder on your fingers. You pulled your fingers out his ass making him whine and making his hole close around nothing. Ignoring his sounds you guided your dick into his hole.

Jean gasped so loud. He unwrapped his arms from your neck and put his hands on your shoulders. ‘Fuckkkkk’ Jean thought. You were so fucking big you were stretching him so damn wide. He’s seen your dick before you two have sent pictures to each other but he never thought it would feel this fucking good. Jean sunk lower onto your dick until it was fully inside him. Your hands went on his thighs trying to guide him but he smacked your hand away. “I t-told you I’m going to show you this dick belongs to me” he said and did a little practice bounce you groaned and gripped the blankets beneath you.

You would just ignore him, grab his waist and fuck up into him but you could tell he was desperate to prove something to you. He wanted to prove that you belong to him and only him..and you were going to let him. “Pay attention to me” Jean whined. You looked at him and smirked. He started to bounce on your dick going up and down. He was going too slow for you. “Mmm~ go faster baby” Jean bounced harder and faster on you making him let out loud ass moans.

“Mmph~ feels so good” you heard him whisper huskily in your ear. You started to thrust up into him feeling his warm walls envelope your dick got you going crazy. Jean moves his hips in circles and you’ve had enough. You grab Jean by his thighs and fuck up into him. “FUCKK~” he yells. “You’re moving too slow for me baby we both know you own this dick let me show you who owns this boy pussy” you said and turned Jean around so he was on all fours. Jean wanted to be in control but fuck the sound of you owning his ass sounds so good and the fact you called it a boy pussy has him ready to be bred.

You grabbed Jean by his waist and started to fuck him. The sight of his hole swallowing your cock has you ready to cum. You bend down to jeans ear “you’ll never get fucked good like this” Jean moaned and matched the pace you were going at while fucking back into you. “I-im gonna cum” you slapped his ass and he came with a loud moan. But you weren’t done yet.

You turn Jean around so that he’s in a mating press. You put his legs up on your shoulders. “W-wait I just ca~ AH” you thrusted into him not caring about what he had to say. You pinned his hands next to his head and looked him straight in the eyes. He was so pretty his face was red and he had a flustered look on his face. His hair was splayed on the bed and he was breathing hard. “You’re so gorgeous” you say while moving some of his hair out of his face. Jean blushed hard at the comment and it drove him closer to his second orgasm.

You pulled out of Jean so only your tip was inside of him, then slowly you put your dick inside him. You hit something inside of Jean which you guessed was his g spot by the way he gasped. “FUCKKKKK RIGHT THERE RIGHT THERE” he tried to pull you impossibly closer scratching at your back. You thrusted into him hitting his prostate over and over driving him crazy. Jean felt a building up sensation and he couldn’t hold it in anymore “IM GONNA CUMM IM GONNA CUM” “cum for me baby” Jeans body spasms and his release splashes on your face.

It’s silent for a few moments before Jean hears you chuckling. He whines and slaps your shoulder. “Did you just squirt” Jean covers his face and turns away from you. “Shut upp.” You pull out of Jean slowly causing a small moan to come out of him. You get up to get towels so that you could clean both of you up. You go into the bathroom that’s connected with the room and get a few towels because you guys made quite a mess. You come back to Jean and see he’s almost fallen asleep poor baby must be exhausted. You wipe him and yourself down then put the towels in the garbage because who’s going to reuse those. You lay down next to Jean and turn off the light.

Jean snuggles up with you. “Will you be my boyfriend” you heard him say quietly. “Ofcourse” you said and kissed his forehead. He looked up at you “you missed” you chuckle and kiss his lips. You were the happiest person right now and no one could ruin that.

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Posted this on the wrong account at first whoops!!

Anyway guys hope you enjoyed >.<!!!

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