Yall Forgive Me But This Shit Will Not Leave My Heaaaaddd

y’all forgive me but this shit will not leave my heaaaaddd 😫😫

just thought about an executive, plus size queen getting DICKED tf down by a ‘househusband’ Eren after a long week at work and he’s not nice about it.

featuring: black fem! reader, some jealousy from our baby, choking, spit kink (?), implied phone sex, masturbation, oral (fem receiving), foot/ankle play, squirting, slight degradation, breeding kink, pregnancy mention

MINORS DNI

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and he just wants to show his baby how much he appreciates her! You work for a big company and recently got promoted to one of the top executive positions. It was great and all but it was demanding!

Eren, who made most of his money freelancing in tech or something, pretty kind of sets his own schedule so he’s home a lot of the time. Although you’re the main breadwinner, he doesn’t mind it lowkey. He’s proud of how far you’ve come and supports you ten toes down with your career.

he acc likes taking care of the house; doing laundry (even though he couldn’t fold for shit and kept mixing the darks and lights when he started.) His workday finishes up pretty early so he makes dinner for you every night, makes you breakfast and little lunches with the cute lil’ corny note cards in them. (buddy lowkey had his mom on the other line, trying to teach him how to make something that’ll impress you bc your food is top tier and he ain’t had it like that since he left home).

recently though, he’d noticed how stressed you’ve been with work. Some big project had been taking up all of your time and he just wanted to take that stress away the best way he knew how. See, being in the house for most of the day had its ups and downs but it did leave him with a lot of room for his imagination to wander…

when he’d see you leaving out for the day in those tight skirts, the nice dresses hugging your body and those heels on, the only thing on his mental is tearing you out of it. The thought of bending you over your desk, fucking you like crazy while you struggle to keep quiet crosses his mind an ungodly amount of times.

(side note: he def sends you the nut videos with him moaning and cumming all over the screen)

so much so, it’s hard to concentrate throughout the day! Sometimes, when he’s missing you, he’d read through the nasty messages you’d send each other when you were in your office. Telling him that you’re horny..wet and touching yourself thinking about him. How much you miss him fucking you, that you’re sorry for not having the time but you were going to make it up to him soon.

he’s on the couch, stroking that big dick, moaning to the image of that juicy pussy squirting all over his abs as you try to push him away and he just keeps getting deeper. Something about those juices pooling on that pudgy stomach while he folds you up is making him even hornier.

a hand around your throat while he fucks you stupid, the way you call him daddy and tell him you can’t take anymore.

but he just laughs, glaring into your eyes without breaking contact once. All he says…”move that fucking hand, baby..you gave it to me so it’s mine now.”

his sweaty palms steadily pressing into the soft flesh those thick thighs, keeping your legs pinned back as far as they’ll go. The constant jiggling of all that ass and those big round titties bouncing every time he pounds into you.

the way it creams all over that dick and gets him messy but you’re so quick to suck and clean it off….

yeah..he needs your ass home right now!

luckily for him, your new Mercedes just pulled into the driveway and he’s already came once..but best believe he’s got more for you. He’s in his grey joggers that you love so much; that hard cock still swinging freely as he tries to act normal.

that hair is tied into a bun and he’s shirtless because he’s getting straight to work.

unsuspecting, you fiddle with your set of house keys to get the door unlocked. You’re beat but you’re happy to see your baby.

“Welcome home, baby..”

the first thing you’re greeted by along with a kiss and it’s better than anything you’ve ever felt. Instantly the stress begins to melt away but that’s not even the beginning.

he’s asking how your day was as he ushers you over to the couch to take a seat. He grabs your purse and work materials, putting them away so that they’re not even on your mind.

as you get comfortable, he sits down beside you, swinging your legs around to lay on his lap. While you’re ranting about some colleagues and how annoying this new assignment was, he’s massaging your tired feet.

rubbing and caressing those legs, he listens attentively as you ramble on but honestly..

he don’t give a fuck bout nunnadet.

you’re going on and on, not even realizing that your legs are starting to part and instead of your soles being rubbed, he’s petting on fat mama.

his gaze is shifting up and down your body, just admiring every curve, bump and roll on that beautiful frame. Tugging your panties to the side, he notices how wet it is and decides he wants a little taste.

not missing a beat, he tugs that shit down and sticks two fingers inside off top. He’s pumping them in and out and suddenly, those words become babble and a mix of moans.

Not only that, his head is in between your thighs, tasting that sweet nectar that’s already dripping for him. Ain’t playing no games or wasting anymore time.

“Eren! What the fuck—“ you were in complete shock because he hadn’t played with it in so long. But you didn’t want it to stop.

“Go on, I’m listening baby..promise.”

at this point, you’ve forgotten all about reports and meetings. You wanted that pussy devoured but you try to continue anyways.

he’s not making it easy though. Your legs are draped across his back and he’s sucking on your clit like it’s candy. Even the sounds are getting louder. Eventually, you’re biting your lip and cursing, which only drives him harder.

“Fuuuuck..that feels so good.”

slurping, lapping and sucking, he’s enjoying every bit of that flavor and loving your moans.

you’re already shaking but he pins those legs back and tells you stay still. He’s eating it like he’s starving to death and you’re the only thing he needs to survive.

he can feel it

not before long, you’d find yourself clamping down on those fingers that have been massaging your insides and knows that you’re about to cum.

at the same time, his opposite hand had shifted down between his own legs and he’s stroking that dick, thinking about how he’s going to throw all of it in that stomach.

you’re panting, crying and now massaging those big breasts of yours. He told you to pinch your nipples and suck on them while he ate you out and you didn’t hesitate to pull that dress down to do it.

you’re telling him that you can’t hold it anymore and that you’re coming. His hair in your clutch and when he peaks his head up, all he says is:

“so what the fuck are you waiting for? Do it then.”

you know when he starts getting aggressive, you’re about to get the best dick of your life. But nonetheless, you followed his command and made that pretty face of his glisten with your juices. And you know he didn’t waste a drop.

even a bit of his hair was wet but he loved it.

he’s trying to readjust; hungry and damn near primal for it and while he’s doing so, he tells you to get flat on your back and spread those legs open.

he even tells you to grip those calves and don’t move a muscle. With those sweats crumpling around his waist,

for a moment, he just wants to appreciate the work of art in front of him..

“God I missed you…so much.”

releasing a breathy moan as he glides the tip across your needy cunt. Warm, sticky with cum and begging for him, you begin to shudder with each touch.

those fat, juicy pussy lips are cradling his shaft every time he moves.

he can’t take it.

but he has to be patient. As bad as he wants to fuck you into that couch, he lowkey wants to punish you for keeping it away that long. Sucking his teeth, Eren finally gets the nerve to stick the tip in.

trust, you aren’t the only one that’s a little sensitive already. It’s been so long and he doesn’t want to bust too quickly. “Baby, fuck me, please.” You cry out and plead as those thick legs coil around the small of his back.

he hears you loud and clear, but he’s not moving. That smirk on his face as you tremble is growing wider. Suddenly..

“OOH! Fuck!…”

with one hard thrust, he goes to your hilt and pulls it out entirely. You can’t understand why he’s doing this! “Baby, hurry up! I can’t take it—“

“When you can follow instructions, I’ll move.” You’re confused by what he means but if it’ll get you that dick, you’ll do anything!

still teasing, he toys with those folds and makes sure to look you in the eyes while he does it. “I said keep those fucking legs open..hold them. I’m not saying it again..”

you’d grab your legs and fold them back as he said before. He was angry! No, pissed even..that you had been walking around looking so fine and he couldn’t even enjoy it.

but that pussy has to take the punishment. Slowly, he guides it back in, watching your reaction as you pass through the tight bundle of nerves.

“Shit..you’re tight..” he’s taking deep breaths to pace himself because he knows he’ll bust so quick if he tries rushing it. But he moves his hips, pushing slow.

it’s already creaming after a couple gentle pumps but he’s greedy tonight. He wants more..he wants all of it. The strokes are slow..deep and full of passion. Eren wants to stare into those pretty eyes so badly but your moans already are making him weak and he’ll fold if he does.

so he just settles on sloppy tongue kisses with both of your eyes closed. You bring your hands to each side of his face, cradling him as those cries fill his mouth. You’re so addicted to one another that nothing else in the world matters right now.

he’s buried deep inside of it, making you clamp down on that cock like you don’t want him to leave it. “You missed me, huh, baby?”

he questions smugly; now finding the strength to make eye contact. The thrusts have become a little faster and he’s pounding your shit. All nine inches of that thick girth are stretching you out and it feels so goddamn good!

he can tell by the sheet of white liquid coating his tip and shaft that you’re probably ovulating too. “Yes, daddy! It feels so fucking good, thank you!” he loves how gracious you are for it and he almost feels compelled to take it easy but he wants you to remember not to hold it from him ever again.

a hand slowly coils your throat as those thrusts tap into another speed. The pace is picking up and so is the intensity. Your legs are shaking, tits are bouncing and those toes are curling. This man is snatching your soul like he’s the damn reaper. But you just beg for more because you can’t get enough.

he folds you up a little more and he finds those calves locked around his neck. He knows y’all are fucking all crazy but it doesn’t even matter. He wants to get as nasty with you as possible. The sounds of smacking flesh only intensify and so does his grasp around your throat.

he’s pumping in and out of that hole, going deep as cream leaks out onto your asscheeks, the couch and his cock. He’s feeding it tiny rubs to the clit, long, deep strokes and even some strings of saliva.

eventually, because you can’t uphold your legs, he grasps those ankles and folds them criss cross. Now you’re not going anywhere! He’s in the hilt now, reaching your center. It hurts but it’s the type of pain you love.

he’s licking his teeth, hovering over you as he beats that little pussy sore and there’s nothing you can do about it. “Daddyyy! F-fuck..why are you fucking me like thissss?!”

you’re crying out but he doesn’t respond because you know the answer. However, he tells you that he can feel how close you are so just cum already. “Shut up and nut on this dick..give daddy what he wants, baby..”

that faint moment of tenderness done it for you.

“Shiiiiit!” Letting out a loud cry, you’d arch your back as you came! Of course you were squirting like a faucet. He wouldn’t expect anything less from his little slut. He missed having to change the sheets twice a week but you didn’t disappoint.

he’s pulled out and is tapping it against you to coax more out. “Don’t hold that shit from me..make a mess. Show me how much you missed this dick..”

Because your legs were folded up, your feet were caught in the brunt of that stream but he finds it so fucking sexy!

those pretty white toes soaked in your own juices..yeah, that made tick. “That’s my good girl..wetting me up like that.” Now it was his turn. He wanted to plaster the inside of that womb with so much cum, it leaks out.

shoving it back in, he wasted no time fucking you yet again. This time, he didn’t bother going slow. One stroke right after the next and he wasn’t letting up. You were still twitching around his shaft; that grip driving him crazy.

just when you thought he couldn’t pleasure you anymore, he brings your legs closer to his face and places soft kisses on your ankle and instep. He even began gently sucking on those toes for a minute. This man was a freak!

“I missed you, I missed you so much.”

it was the only thing he kept saying as he burrowed himself inside of you. That sloppy mess smacking between each other’s skin, balls slapping your clit as he swelled inside of you.

clawing into his back, you held him close and let him ride out his inevitable orgasm. He was begging to nut inside and you were happy to let him. “I’m gonna get you fucking pregnant, I swear. Let me cum in that pretty pussy, mama—“

his words were ringing in your ear and that helpless voice was your breaking point.

“Take it..nut in this pussy.”

that’s all he needed because seconds later, that warm seed splattered your walls and filled you up. You’d both released earth shattering cries, melding into one another as he poured that white liquid into you.

he’d pepper you with soft kisses and just stare at you in the midst of the afterglow. He looked so happy that you were back in his arms and he never wanted to let you go.

cradling you close in his arms, he’d place a kiss to your forehead and tell you how much he loved you. One thing was for sure, you’d never make him wait that long again.

gyyyyyaaaatttttt🫣😩😫

either I’m just very much rotted by this couple or a complete whore but I just think that musician Eren would have the prettiest moans! Likeeee, I really do.

cw: subby eren, riding, him having just pretty ass moans 😵‍💫

so it’s no secret that in addition to rapping, he has the most beautiful singing voice. Can belt a tune to just about anything and gives some of the greats a run for their money on their own tracks. Truthfully, (y/n) could sit and listen to him for hours and never get tired. But where he sounded the best? Was the bedroom. It didn’t even dawn on you until one night, the two of you were going at it..tangled up in the sheets and fucking the shit out of each other. His hands around your throat, yours on his chest and eventually..grasping his calves. Bouncing up and down his dick and dripping while doing so. Eren’s only view was your thick round ass, slicked with creamy juices as you rode him. “F-fuck…make a mess on this dick, baby..” lying flat and letting you do all the work for once. Loving the way you tightened around him each time you took him to the base. The curvature of that back and the amazing arch you had was enough to have him gripping the sheets. That was just the effect you had..admittedly, he had never been in some pussy this tight in his entire life. It was as if you were practically begging to be nutted in. He couldn’t help but to let out the mellifluous moans to signify how good you felt. Whimpering so helplessly at the feeling of being ridden so good. “You like that, baby? This pussy feel good?..” questioning so sweetly as you looked back over your shoulder to meet your man’s gaze. Suddenly, you’d be answered by high pitched cries and sucking teeth. Eren so helplessly hollering your name; his Adam’s Apple bobbing in his throat and chest heaving. “(Y/Nnnnnn)….oh my God. Right there…” those pretty little whines of his only motivating you more. You look down to see his toes curling and his legs shaking, knowing you can’t stop now. Doubling down on your speed and swallowing that dick as if it’s nothing. “Y-yes! So good. Creaming all over me..shit!” Taking him to the hilt until you felt it twitching inside of you. All the while, he’s begging you to keep going and best believe..as long as he’s crying out like that and crooning to his heart's content.. “..mmm, that’s right, baby. Keep moaning for me. Let mama take care of you..” you’d give him whatever you wanted.

I was just re reading the musician eren and model/influencer reader and wanted to know if you were still doing their story or a part 2?

omg idk how long ago this was sent to me but I’m def still working on the story. but since I’m obsessed with this hc all over again, I’m spinning the block on it.

musician Eren with his black influencer wife imagines pt. 1 (how they first met)

cw: fluff mostly, kissing and mentions of alcohol, weed and implied sexual themes

Eren was definitely considered a loner when it came to being in the music industry. Despite having been in it since he was a teen. He was no stranger to the fangirling or the sexualizing and when he was younger, he thought it was funny but now, it annoyed the hell out of him.

because of this, he’d leave his loyal fanbase waiting for months or a year on a new project.

his ass definitely doesn’t use social media like that and when he does, he’s either speaking in riddles or lying for fucking sport just to see people scramble.

regardless of that, he was not only one of the world’s most popular but well versed artists as well. gifted with the ability to sing, rap, play instruments, write and produce..a generational talent for sure.

to him, music was his only love for the longest. he wasn’t interested in dating another pop star or hooking up with random models so the blogs could go tell his business.

that was until he met you..the new age celebrity and the woman who’d change his life!

having being forced into unwillingly doing a club appearance by his agent Mikasa, who’s used to dealing with his annoying, shut-in attitude, tells him he has no other choice or the label will boot his ass out for certain. She also tells him he’ll be co-hosting with you so to be on his best behavior.

he’s a little on the fence because he doesn’t see why you need to be there and how you’d draw out a crowd.

of course, his perception changed when he laid eyes on you for the first time. Instagram photos didn’t do you justice. You were a special type of fine with the prettiest dark skin and a body that most of these girls paid for (but he was shocked to find yours was all natural.)

“….I can’t believe I’m getting to meet THE Eren Jaeger in the flesh. It’s an honor..I’m a huge fan.” Naturally, he thinks you’re just being nice and doesn’t really pay it much attention but as the night goes on, he realizes that you were right.

he performs a couple of songs, both recent and old; ones only his true fans would remember and he’s shocked to look over and see that you not only know every word but we’re shouting the lyrics to the top of your lungs like a fangirl. (and even throwing ass on him couple of his raps, which made him almost forget his own words for a second!)

he’s in disbelief that this beautiful woman, who he figured to be just another industry plant fucks with him this heavily. He didn’t even realize he was still so popular or that you’d even like his music.”

when you get on the mic and not only blow him a kiss but give him his flowers as well, he’s so happy and flattered. Especially when the crowd does the same.

that only becomes more so when the two of you spend the rest of your night, chopping it up in the rented section. you tell him how you’d been a dancer first and then transitioned into a model.

he realized that you both had a lot in common when it came to your stances on the music game. You too preferred to stay out the way and baby, was this man SMITTEN. from your sweet little voice to the way you looked at him, he hadn’t felt that way in a long time.

he’s laughing at your jokes and you’re doing the same. You both spot a fan in the crowd, taking pictures and ready to run to the internet with them so like the troll he is, he pretends to kiss you, running a hand up your thigh and plays up the moment. “Let’s give their asses something to tweet about…”

this man starts spitting game too and you can’t believe this is real. you don’t stop him either because this man was so fine and one of your few celebrity crushes.

when he realizes that you’ve done your performances and things are getting heavy between y’all, he’s ready to dip but hoping you’ll tag along so he shoots his shot. He was sick of all his friends clowning him for not being with a girl in nearly two years.

“..it’s getting kinda crowded so I’m ‘bout to head out. What you getting into once you leave? I’d love to keep this conversation going.” nervous as hell when he asks but you’d never know it. Because he’s damn near smooth talked you up outta your clothes (courtesy of. the liquid courage and the weed he smoked).

honestly, it’s not a question and when the two of you ducked off to the back corner of the club, away from prying eyes..you give him your answer.

“I’m with whatever..you just lead the way.” and best believe, the night is only beginning…

i would LOVE to be your girlfriend eren😁😌🥰

𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆

𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Here?”

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

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

“Don’t do that, you’ll boost my ego.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ren: Where?

You: Jean’s place

Ren: You never told me you were going there lmao

You: ?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You promise?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yours!”

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

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

"Yes please, what?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ren: About time

You: Tell me about it

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

You: Stop being a flirt

Ren: Come on, you know me

You: Yeah I do

You: Kinda gonna miss you ig

Ren: Kinda?

You: Yeah just a little

Ren: I’ll miss you less

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

Ren: Low blow

You: Come on, you know me

Ren: Not funny when you do it

You: Shut up you love it

Ren: Yeah unfortunately I do

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

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

You: Is that a yes?

Ren: You know it is

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

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

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

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

“Adm— You mean that? Like actually?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What are you suggesting?” You finally ask.

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

“Another one?” You laugh.

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

“A thing?”

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

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

big boy eren😍

⌗︙・eren with size kink ⸜⸜・

okay but imagine eren being way bigger than you are.

he chuckles when he lays his hands on you for the first time. and you shiver because they feel too cold on your body. he thinks you look so good, laying in between his legs while he thrusts into your waiting hole. he settles his hands right under your boobs to hold your body as he mercilessly rams into you. you're embarrassingly wet and you know that it won't take much time for him to make you cum.

"you're so tiny, baby." he laughs, his hands picking you up while he stays inside of you. it's easy for him to lift you up and place you down on his cock as you scratch his back.

"is my little mouse about to cum?" he asks you, kissing your neck. you nod your head at him, the stimulation making you lightheaded.

"then cum on my cock." he whispers into your ear and you shake in his arms as you cum.

"good girl, sweetheart. now let's stretch that pussy for yours a little more."

couple that play together, stay together 😌🤞🏽

short drabble

eren def jerks off to only videos of you when he’s away for work. either if it’s your tiktok videos, boomerangs, the normal videos he took of u, the goofy ones.. or his favorite. the ones of u two having sex.

his fav video of all though, is the one you sent him a week ago. it was you, fucking yourself with a pink vibrator eren bought you. your whimpers and moans sent him to the fucking moon.

“rennie..” you whisper. eren groans, pumping his thick dick.

“i’m here, mama.” he replies. as if it’s not a recording.

“oh fuck.. oh my god!” a pretty moan comes out your pretty plump lips. eren smacks his cock on his screen, “cant wait to fuck your gorgeous ass again.” he says to himself.

“i’m cummin’, i’m cummin..” you say. your legs shaking and uncontrollably moaning.

eren cums all over his hand when you say his name during your orgasm. his cum reaching his chest.

you turn off the vibrator, not wanting to overstimulate yourself.

you turn the camera towards your face, kissing it.

“miss you, baby. i love you” you smile before ending the video.

eren smiles at the ending and goes to clean himself up. texting you after.

hubby

miss you ma

wifey

i wanna sit on your face when u get home