Hes A Virgin You Know, So Be Gentle With Him. Besides The Calloused Seal Of His Own Fist, Nobody, Absolutely

He’s a virgin you know, so be gentle with him. Besides the calloused seal of his own fist, nobody, absolutely no one has touched him on that part of his body before. Although he was inexperienced, he wasn’t entirely stupid, for he knew what occurred between lovers, what could be possible for him one day; that day now coming to fruition by your hand. Because he had succumbed to your wiles, nothing would ever satisfy his hunger ever again. The curl of your tongue around his leaking tip was just the first thing to break him, your teeth grazing the throbbing veins of his shaft ripping apart his self control piece by piece. The soft lining of your cheeks was one thing, but your cunt was entirely another.

Straddling his shaking form, the sinking of your most intimate part clamping down on his cock had his lungs fighting for air, goosebumps erupting up the length of his spine. Never would he have expected it to feel this good, and it was all because of you. You were so snug and tight around his length, his previously innocent body now corrupted by your perfect cunt. Your soaked walls squelched as his twitching tip nudged at your cervix, and you would never forget the sight caused by it. Hair disheveled, chest rising and falling with erratic breaths, lips swollen and coated with your saliva, cheeks flushed a pretty red. You couldn’t even begin to list the sinful sight he bore, his eyes squeezed shut from the sensitivity, eyebrows drawn up and hands shaking to find the right place on your body. He was so clueless, it was adorable.

The problem with him being a virgin was how long he had stored himself up. His balls were so swollen, the lewd sound of his skin slapping yours pulling a reaction out of his body he couldn’t control. Clutching onto you, years worth of his abstinence spilled into you, his heartbeat spiking and eyes rolling back. Don’t ever forget this moment because the vulnerability seeping from him would probably be the last bit you would ever see.

Losing his virginity to you may have been one of the best moments of his life, but be sure to expect an insatiable hunger now, one that you would be subject to for weeks to come.

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LEVI ACKERMAN, Jean Kirstein, (literally all the AoT characters), Yuta Okkotsu, Toge Inumaki, Choso Kamo, Vinsmoke Sanji, Portgas D. Ace, Monkey D. Luffy, Rin Itoshi, Hyoma Chigiri, Isagi Yoichi, Doppo Kunikida, Reigen Arataka

Shinzo wo Sasageyo!

[Update: Sorry, it has Glaze to protect my work from AI]

a/n : this was kinda rushed but i hope it's good LOL not proofread, requests are open

virgin!bf who already is overstimulated and shy at the fact the two of you are going to that stage in your relationship. rambling left and right about how he should set something up, get the mood prepared for you but all you want from him is to shut up and continue kissing you.

“but i read all these things like, i should light candles, give you a massage to get you in the mood—okay…i’ll—i’ll stop thinking..” he sighs as you continue placing your numbed lips onto his, deepening the kiss as you straddle him. catching him off guard.

virgin!bf who almost cums in his jeans when you grind a bit too hard on his virgin hard on. thumbs digging into your hips as he tries to stop you before he dumps his load into his pants.

“sorry. i’ll try..try to hold it. i don’t want to cum quickly…” he apologizes, unbuttoning the bottom part of his button up just barley exposing his abs and his happy trail that made you feel a lot more warmer down there. “can i—can i take your top off?” nodding he pulls your shirt up and your pretty breasts are on display for him, cupped so greatly by your bra. “i-i didn’t know taking a bra off is this…difficult—ah thank you baby.” he tries attempts to unclip your bra until you help in, your bra sliding down your torso and his eyes become big. looking at your freed breasts he’s shy. stuttering his movement, his hands travel up your torso and softly grabs one of your mounds. squeezing and exploring. “god…these feel so squishy—i-i love them. can i—” “do what you want.” you giggly and immediately he attached his lips to one of your nipples, lapping away at your nipples.

virgin!bf who cums a little bit while he eats you out for the first time. squeezing his balls to try and contain himself but his cum had other plans and wanted to escape! he’s pussy drunk right as he places his tongue in between your slit, flicking his tongue back and forth as he slips a digit in.

“you’re…moaning. do you like when i do that?” his words are muffled, soaking into your soppy cunt as he moves his finger in and out. and sucking on the bundle of nerves, grinding yourself into his face, “i wonder-wonder if i can write my name on your clit..” he starts to spell his name out and he looks up to see how much your enjoying it, adding another finger and sucking until you come undone on his face. drops of pre-cum mixed with his cum dripped off his hands, “shit i came a little…i-i grabbed my balls really hard.” he laughs as you come down from your high, he immediately goes back in between your thighs and starts licking once more until you push his head away, he’s begging to do it again.

virgin!bf only lasts a few second’s before he’s releasing himself in you. his back against the couch as you ride him slowly. rocking your hips back and forth, littering kisses and marks down his neck. he’s begging for you to kiss him. hands on his chest as you rock back and forth, connecting your lips to his.

“ah fuck baby—g’nna cum. kiss me baby please.” he whines, grip getting stronger on your ass as his dick starts to twitch in you. kissing him with passion, you ride him harder, chasing his and your highs. “fuck your pussy is just squeezing me—ah fuckkk, feels s’good.” he moans out into your lips, “g’nna cum!” breathless you moan out, wrapping your arms around his neck as you continue your pace. soon he’s painting your walls white and your cum mixed with his is leaking down your thighs and onto his own dick.

BONUS:

“how often do you think we can do it?” he pants over you, playing with your hair. “mmm, how many times do you jerk off?” you ask, grabbing onto his bicep and he thinks. “everyday.”

“then we can do it everyday.”

“fuckk you’re making me hard again..”

© 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢 ; do not translate, copy, plagiarize or upload elsewhere!! all content is owned by me unless stated otherwise.

Valentine's cancelled because Jaeger bros are sick lol

a/n- a tiktok motivated me to finish this, so if you’re reading this, ty for the jean content 😚

warnings- unprotected sex (please wrap it up irl!), fem!bodied reader, creampie, praise, cockwarming, overstimulation, breeding k!nk, riding

18+, minors dni

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Eyelids low with lust, Jean looked like a greek god beneath you, his chest gleaming with a thin layer of sweat. Sounds of skin slapping skin filled the room, heavy pants leaving each of your mouths, moans following suit. Jean’s hand came up to cup your cheek, thumb softly brushing against your glowing skin. The setting sun shone through the windows, highlighting the curves of your body. “My god, you’re an angel,” Jean groaned, rolling his hips up to meet yours.

Waves of pleasure rippled through your body with every plunge of his cock, your hands gripping the skin of your thighs while you bounced on him. Every ridge of him, every vein dragged along the insides of your walls, your cunt responding by squeezing his length. A raspy sigh left his lips at that, his head falling back against the pillows. Jean’s eyes were snapped shut, his cheeks blooming with color flushing down his neck and chest.

The roll of your hips was like heaven to him, his nerves lighting up with pure pleasure. Liquid fire seemed like it was consuming him whole, the familiar cord in his stomach pulling taut, straining against release. Jean’s hands came to rest on your hips again, his long fingers guiding your movements to sync with his.

His cock was so deep inside of you, buried all the way to the hilt. His swollen tip nudged at your cervix, walls squeezing around him so tight, his breathing turned labored. You were made for each other, fitting together like pieces of a puzzle.

Looking back up to his face, Jean looked absolutely wrecked. His eyebrows were drawn up, eyelids low over his lust clouded eyes. His mouth was parted slightly, saliva coating his swollen lips. Stray strands of hair stuck to his sweaty forehead, some pieces falling over his eyes. You grinned at this, at the fact that you did this to him, that you had the capability to utterly ruin him.

Leaning down, you wrapped your arms around his neck, clinging to him as you sped up your rhythm. Jean felt like he was glued to you, his chest to yours, pressed so close it seemed to strengthen the sense of intimacy shared between the two of you. He helped you lift your hips and slam them back down, his legs cradling your ass as you rode him.

“Just like that,” Jean grunted, looking down to where you sucked him in, a white rim forming at the base of his length. Every time you rose up and down, your growing wetness became especially evident, your juices starting to drip down your thighs and onto his.

“I’m so close, Jean,” you whispered into the crook of his neck, desperation lacing each word. A shaky sigh left your mouth when his cock hit the special spot inside of you, pushing you closer to your release. You clenched around him, cunt a suffocating vice around his length. “You’re killin’ me, sweetie,” he choked out, his hands gripping your waist, searching for an anchor to reality.

You didn’t think you could hold on much longer, whines leaving your mouth, pleading for relief. “You can give me one more, yeah?” he questioned, words a soft mumble into your hair. You gave him a weak nod in reply, shaky hands unwinding from his neck to rest on his chest.

He rose up onto his forearms, watching your work of riding him. Your tits bounced with each movement, his eyes glued to your chest like you were made of gold. His tongue darted out to lick his lips, which you took advantage of, capturing them with your own. Your lips twined together in a sloppy kiss, tongues tangling together in a messy lock.

Pulling away from him, you sucked in a harsh breath, switching from bouncing to grinding. Jean let out a deep groan at this, his mind totally enraptured by you. The fire in your core grew impossibly hot, consuming you whole. The spongey spot inside of you was repeatedly stroked, finally pushing you off the cliff of pleasure. A string of moans came from your mouth, your limbs turning to jelly as you came. Your eyes slipped shut, white blinding your vision in pure pleasure.

Your cunt gushed around him, liquid spilling around his cock. Not able to hold yourself up anymore, your body fell onto Jean’s chest, arms shaking as they clung onto him. Jean planted his feet on the bed, starting to thrust up into you, chasing his own release. You twitched in his hold, overstimulation coursing through your body as he pistoned into your sore cunt.

Your body was like a toy to him, limp as he bucked up into you. With one final thrust, Jean was a moaning mess. He threw his head back against the pillows, arms squeezing around your waist. Warm cum pumped into you in ropes, filling you up to the brim. His legs were shaking, breath ragged as he clutched your used body.

He stayed inside of you, his cum plugged up by his already softening cock. He made no move to pull out, and you didn’t mind. Being with him, all of him, gave you comfort, and him being inside of you just added to that.

Your head rested against his sweaty chest, both of you catching your breaths as your heartbeats slowed down to a normal rate. Jean’s hand cupped your cheek, lifting your face up to meet his worried gaze. Your chin rested on his chest, eyes almost slipping closed in a tired haze. “You okay..?” Jean questioned softly, stroking your cheekbone soothingly. Your eyelashes fluttered at the sensation, cheek nuzzling into his hand, “mhm,” you mumbled, giving him a sleepy smile.

You curled back into his chest, arms wrapping around one of his arms as your legs tangled with his. One of his hands gently rubbed your back, while the other came up to stroke your hair, lightly playing with the soft strands. “Sleep, love,” Jean whispered into your hair, kissing your head as you smiled into his chest, eyes slipping closed as you fell asleep to the gentle sound of his breathing, his heartbeat a lullaby to your ears.

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I'd love to see a fanfic where Jean is on call w the reader and is masturbating to their voice w/o telling em...maybe the reader slowly catches on and helps guide him into cumming... yk.. jus an idea