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𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐔𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇!

🪽 ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ how aot men would treat their himbo incubus! ~

·˚ ◌༘͙[featuring] ! ˊ 𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍, 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐍, 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈, 𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑

cw — ftm!reader. lots of rough sex. dumbification. overstimulation. breeding to the max. size kink. spanking. masochism(?) oral sex. throat fucking. cumshot. multiple orgasms.

◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡ author’s note! : i made this while violently down horrendous for aot men jfc i was possessed anyways! this will be my last post as im going on a trip soon, so enjoy! 🎀

₊˚ෆ 𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐑

to be blunt, eren can be a bit of a meanie! after all, you came at such a poor time. the man was too busy jerking off to whatever porn he found, desperately trying to get himself off when you came and ruined his orgasm. as if you weren’t enough of a nuisance, you proceeded to act dumb in front of an annoyed and furiously horny eren. you’re sweet babbling came to a rude halt once the brunette grabbed you by the waist and threw you onto your stomach while you faced the end of the bed. you couldn’t get a word in before you felt something pry at your soaked pussy, turning your head to see your mortal host push himself inside of you and violently snapping his hips against yours. it was only the beginning of his frustrated tirade on your poor cunt, maybe you should’ve shut your mouth or be a little more considerate of your hosts!

“h-hah..eren! g-gentle!—“ you whined like a bitch in heat, only to be met with another harsh smack on your bare ass that was littered in eren’s handprints. you couldn’t help but look back through puffy, wet eyes at the mortal who was fucking you with such ferocity. a green eyed glare made you turn away in embarrassment, before a hand forced you to face him again. god, the way he looked at you could easily rival every man you stole an orgasm from. “e-eren..” you moaned, earning you a hard snap from his hips as he leaned closer to you. the smell of cigarettes still lingered around him.

“who’s fault is it that you got yourself in this mess? hm? not me. now shut up and take my cock like a good little incubus..”

₊˚ෆ 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍

secretly (not really tho), jean adores your naivety. even more so knowing exactly what you are, i mean, how can a literal sex demon be so stupid? a question he’ll never get answers to, but why matter? not when you finally find him in a state of carnal desire. jean will never forget your cute dumb face once you saw his hard cock out in full fuckin’ glory. he was huge, so huge, you struggled to take in his girth. pathetic kitty licks ‘n kisses on his leaking tip to helplessly grinding on his length, it only turned him on even more. enough to where you already completed your task, and yet here you were, continuously pumped full of his cum inside your ruined cunt. the best part? jean wasn’t gonna stop anytime soon, not until you stop making that stupid fucked out face that only gets him hard all over again!

seven rounds later and he still was nowhere near done. your incubus mark that rested on your womb glowed furiously in a hot pink shade, signifying your pleasure and satisfaction with your host. jean knew damn well of this, but continued to fuck you cum filled cunt as a pace only a rabbit could possibly do. “jean..! i-i can’tttt! too much! ah!” you babbled through drool soaked lips, only to be silenced by a sloppy kiss from him. he couldn’t even kiss you properly while being pussydrunk beyond oblivion. lifting you head, you watched in awe at the sight of jean stuffing your pussy full of cock, a small bump in your womb from how many times he creampied you.

“stay with me baby, i know you can take another one in you..you’re doing such a good job f’me love. shit..!”

₊˚ෆ 𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈 𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍

the short and sweet of this man is how little he takes your bullshit. trying to get a good night sleep was difficult enough with your constant whining for attention. you were waiting for a chance to get your cunt pounded by the mortal, only to see him trying to go to sleep instead. however, your efforts weren’t in vain, as levi shot up and yanked you over his lap. you could feel his dick growing harder and harder in his pants as he tore off your flimsy thong that barely covered shit. a calloused hand came down on your bare ass, a sharp smack! startled you as your body jolted forwards only to be pulled back roughly by levi. hit after hit, the pain became an intoxicating pleasure as your cunt soaked itself in arousal, your painfully swollen clit begging to be touched. unfortunately, levi wasn’t the easiest to falter.

smack! a yelp tore out of your sore throat followed by a weak whine, the stinging pain slowly numbing your ass before you were forced back down to earth by another harsh strike. “no..no more..! hurts t-too mu—“ SMACK! another strike startled you from your rambling, almost falling off of levi’s lap where he pulled you up roughly by the tail and secured you tightly. you didn’t have to look at him to know how fed up he was with you antics, or how aroused he was. you wanted so badly for him to just have his way with you, spitting you open and bruising your insides. a tinge of regret only grew bigger as his painfully obvious boner poked at your thigh. fuck, he was hung down there, if only you just behaved yourself!

“what’s the matter? quit squirming like a brat and sit the fuck still. you asked for this.”

₊˚ෆ 𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐍

did you piss of this literal giant on purpose? maybe, and what’s wrong with that? infiltrating a wet dream of him getting sucked off by some rando he found hot, fusing reality with fantasy until it abruptly ended before he could cum. you couldn’t help but giggle at poor reiner, well, until he forced you onto your knees and finished the damn job himself. it didn’t matter how many cocks you’ve swallowed, you struggled to take reiner’s full length as he mercilessly fucked your throat inch by inch until your nose was touching his pubic hairs. the stretch of his girth had your throat and mouth stuffed full until you couldn’t utter a word out. don’t think he’ll stop there either! the moment his dick twitches, he’ll pull out and cum all over that pretty face of yours. such an erotic sight gets him hard all over again, only this time, he’ll breed your throat full.

“atta boy. putting that mouth to good fucking use after that stunt you pulled..don’t worry, i’m not even close to done.”

© porcalinecunt 🪽ᯓᡣ𐭩ྀི do not steal, translate, or use my work and claim as your own.

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

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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NSFW HCS + my personal jean sex headcanons

CONTENT WARNINGS + afab reader, smut, mature language, explicit adult content, general submissive/dominant behavior, teasing, pet names, praise, lingerie, somnophilia, thigh riding, oral sex, nudes, edging, aftercare

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Pet names/praise. Jean drills into you, hands on the backs of your knees to push your legs in the air further. “My pretty girl, pretty fucking doll.” He whispers, lips on your neck so that he can feel your pulse jumping under your skin. Your moans hit his ear perfectly from this angle. “So good. You’re so tight, baby girl. So perfect for me.” Endless praises and pet names exit Jean’s mouth. He’s so lost to the sensations of your pussy at this point and he’s got no fucking clue what he’s saying, just letting his brain empty so that he can focus on fucking you into oblivion. You gush around him for the billionth time as he fucks orgasm after orgasm out of you, drilling you for all the cum in your body. “God, I love you.” He’s so passionate when he’s got you tightly held in a mating press like this. Jean can’t help himself. His balls constrict as he pours his cum into your sopping cunt and he’s sure that you can feel him pouring his love into you as well.

Lingerie. Call him old-fashioned all you want but the way you look at him, his eyes bore into yours as you stand at the doorway. Jean’s eyes rake over your body and lingers on the pretty pink strips of lace fabric. His dick swells in his pants at the thought of you picking this outfit out and wearing it just for him and him alone. “You know how much I love you, right?” He asks as you move to sit on his lap and straddle his waist. Jean’s arms wrap around your waist to hug you close. He kisses all over your sexy body, covering as much exposed skin in his love as possible.

Somnophilia. You let out small snores next to your boyfriend. Jean had tucked you into bed just minutes ago after you told him how tired you were from your classes. “Get some rest, baby.” He kisses your forehead, wanting you to rest more than anything. He sighs as he gets into bed with you. Jean soon realizes that he lied to himself when he said that he’d be content with letting you rest and getting himself off that night but you should really see yourself. You pulled your clothes off and left them in a pile at the foot of the bed, nothing but panties cupping your pussy. Jean cranes his neck to see your soft folds spilling out of the thin fabric and can’t help himself. Without disturbing you, as best he can, your boyfriend cuddles up next to you and slips his hardening dick between your velvet thighs. He kisses your neck lightly and groans when he feels the wet silkiness of your sex on his length. He ruts his hips between your legs, grunting and moaning shamelessly. Not even a full minute passes before his cum is spurting on the other side of your body and staining the sheets. Jean looks down at you to check that you’re still undisturbed. He kisses your forehead and comes down quickly. “My good girl,” He coos in your ear.

Thigh riding. His giving nature makes it so easy for him to sit you on his lap. A few minutes pass and before you know it, his palm is on your waist and he’s moving your body along the length of his jean-clad leg. Before you know it, Jean’s hand is stationary on your body. You’re moving on your own and using his body like a toy. He fucking loves it. “That’s right, baby girl. Get yourself off on my thigh. So shameless of you.”

Oral. Jean is a big pleaser, genuinely gets off when he knows that you’ve gotten off. “So good.” Your boyfriend mutters through a mouthful. With his tongue probing your entrance and lips curling around your clit, he still manages the dirtiest words. “You taste so fucking good, pretty girl.” His nickname for you on his voice forces another gush out of you to drench the bottom half of his face. A wet smile greets you. Jean tsks as you try to squirm out of his grasp, big palms wrapping around your plush thighs to keep your sex securely lined up with his nonstop mouth. “Come on, baby. Just one more.” You nod your empty head as he gets back to work but he’s said one more time to you at least four or five times.

Nudes. He gets so flustered when you send him stuff while he’s at work. Jean’s face visibly flushes when he’s at work. Everyone around him sees him take a look at his phone and then shove it back into his pocket, silently wishing that his brightness had been further down. “I’m fine, really. It’s nothing.” He lies, sucking in harsh breaths. Jean manages to think of something to excuse himself from his meeting and sneaks away to the bathroom. He whips his phone out and lets his eyes scan the photo that you’ve spontaneously sent him. “Fuck,” He mutters under his breath. Jean runs his fingers through his hair, about to do something shameless – something that he hasn’t felt the need to do since he was a teenager. His eyes rake over your naked form, a body that he’s seen countless times but never seems to fail to get him hard in his slacks. Jean could see you naked a thousand times and still cum just as hard as he did the first time he caught himself jerking off to you.

Edging. Jean jerks off to the nudes that you’ve sent him all the time. His fist stops working at his cock right as he’s about to blow his load all over the bathroom stall door. Can’t, tells himself. He could never cum without you – won’t let himself. “Fucking shit.” He curses under his breath. When he’s going solo, Jean likes to save his cum for you, likes to pump you full of his cum and leave it into your tummy to hold safe and sound. You know what torture it is for him too, bringing himself to the edge over and over again… making himself feel so good and always denying his body full gratification.

Aftercare. Your mushy brain has you on cloud nine, unable to move. You just pant and stare into space, Jean’s load spilling out of you to dirty the sheets beneath your tired body. He leaves a kiss on your lips, breath hurrying out of them, before heading to the bathroom to get a warm towel so that he can clean you up. His every touch is so sweet, so gentle with his baby girl. It always surprises you that he can be so gentle so soon after having you bent and twisted in the wildest positions, cock fucking deep into your cervix. “It’s okay.” Your boyfriend coos into your ear, towel smoothing over your tired and pliant skin. “I’m gonna take good care of you, love.” And he always keeps his promise. Once the two of you are cleaned up as best as he can do, Jean cuddles into your side and wraps and arm securely around your waist as he listens to your silent breathing until the two of you drift off into well-earned sleep.

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

man i’m so horny i need to (tries to think of something funny to say and then remembers that i’m trying to stop hiding truth behind irony and that there is a simple beauty in sincerity that the hot girls on my social media feeds are romanticizing) jerk off