AoT Men Being Greedy

AoT men being greedy

the men from AoT were always so eager to please you… in their own way.

fem!reader x Erwin, Jean, Reiner, Eren, Levi (aot/snk)

warnings(?): riding, breast groping, choking, legs over shoulders, thigh-loving, tying up, knife-play, in front of a mirror, doggy

NSFW

Erwin (you ride him, breast groping)

He was just so tall and his legs were just so long. You've tried different positions before, but he loves watching you bounce on his cock, scarred and tough hands grabbing your hips so tight; and it just wasn’t feasible to be intimate in other positions because of the height difference.

His hands squeezed and cupped your breasts as you hopped on his long cock, moaning as his fingers pinched your nipple and his hips thrusted upwards. Erwin would twist your nipples with his fingers before capturing them between his teeth and sucking and licking and moaning at the feeling of your breasts rubbing against his face.

Jean (missionary, choking)

Jean wants to see your beautiful face twist and scrunch and stretch and moan in response to his painfully-erect cock sliding easily in and out of you, his fingers clasped around your neck.

The pressure of his hand alternated against your chin as he pulled out and snapped back in, pushing and rubbing his hips against your ass to dig in as far as he possible could, feeling him deep inside kissing your jawline as he used one hand to wrap one leg closer to him and keeping the other at home around your neck.

Reiner (your legs over his shoulders, thigh-loving)

Reiner's favorite body part of yours is your thighs. He spends tens of minutes massaging and kissing and running his tough veiny hands up and down the limb.

He loves them so much he balances them right on his broad shoulders, his collarbones acting like landing strips for the incoming weight. "Ugh, fuck, baby, squeeze my head with your strong beautiful thighs. I'd love it, baby, please," he'd pant out, his hands moving to the outside of your thighs and pushing them against his cheeks, moaning as his hips sped up, fucking you harder, his contracting pec and abdominal and arm muscles glistening.

Eren (ties you up, knife-play)

Eren strips you naked and ties your wrists and ankles to the bed, sometimes spreading you out over the bed or sometimes tying your wrists above your head or ankles together. He'd hold his breath as he barely graced the knife against your skin, sometimes following the trail with ghostly kisses, starting at the wrists and moving down, restarting at the ankle and trailing up each leg.

The cool, sharp metal left no mark other than a trail of stimulated nerves, senses instantly tingling up the spine and shivering back down with hot blood. Eventually he'd it from your naval to your throat, just under your chin, the thin skin making the titillating teasing more sensitive. Eren stopped when you begged for him to enter you, to pound into you with almost all his strength because all of it would be way too much.

Levi (in a mirror, doggy)

Levi loves grabbing your hips from behind and thrusting into you mercilessly, each shove inside evoking soft grunts from you. The slapping of sweaty and wet skin echoing harmoniously off the walls. Occasionally followed by an off-key spanking.

The whole view captured in front of the mirror, a clear reflection of your curved back and bulging cleavage and sweaty, tousled hair. Levi's eyes, overtaken by dilated pupils, alternated intensely between where his cock entered you and you in the mirror.

You could tell when he was watching you in the reflection because he picks up his pace, bruises in the outline of his hands forming on your hips as his hips rapidly slap against your plump cheeks.

I’m thinking about jjk men whether they prefer ass or boobs😮‍💨 thoughts?

✰✰✰ ─ ASS OR TITS // JJK MEN

feat: choso, gojo, geto | afab!fem!reader

cw: nsfw, mdni, dry humping, breast/nipple play, drooling, one dick smack, pet names, praising, kinda tamed in getos part LOL an: i want to assume they would like anything and everything but if i had to guess...

GETO

“I’ll cuddle with you,” your boyfriend offers when he notices you shivering from your recent cold.

Suguru slides under the covers behind you, bringing his body close to yours in an effort to keep you warm without crossing a boundary that could get you both into trouble. He soon realizes it’s impossible because as soon as he wraps his arm around your waist, you press the back of your entire body against the front of his.

He groans at the friction and the idea of sleep is forgotten, tossed out of the window for the rest of the night. Your ass is against his crotch and the lavender scent of your freshly washed hair in his nose. He inhales, taking it all in, and he can’t help the way that he squeezes you, relishing in the softness of you body in his embrace, curled up right within the protective shell of his body.

Moments pass and Suguru wonders if you've fallen asleep. He hopes that you have so that maybe he can turn away and find some relief. But you suddenly shift in his arms and turns your head to the side, looking over your shoulder at him with bright, glassy, innocent eyes.

Suguru reads something different than adoration in your gaze, and right away, his heart is pounding and his cock grows stiffer where it sits against the curve of your rear.

GOJO

“Satoru—!” Your mewls fill the room as your boyfriend kneads the plush flesh of your ass. His teeth grazing the skin’s surface and he looks up, smirking when he meets your furrowed brows as you peer over your shoulders.

Satoru continues nibbling the rounds of your rear, leaving behind what marks to be the eighth hickey of tonight. “Yeah, princess? It’s too much for you?” When you don’t find the right words to snap back, he buries his face right between your cheeks, sighing in content from both the sex filled mixture from your puffy folds and his own saliva. “Can’t help it, baby. Your ass is addicting.”

He ruts his hips against the mattress as he goes back to his actions. As much as he wants to let his other selfish desires take over, he did promise you earlier than you would be under his care. A slurred whine reaches his ears and it only makes the hot arousal in his pants twitch in pain, desperate for a release of its own.

After marring your delicate skin with more love bites, he pulls back, admiring the pool of drool sweeping down your ass cheeks and onto the sheets, knowing full well you had just done the laundry yesterday. It’s okay, though, Satoru is only doing this out of the kindness of his heart.

He doesn’t waste a second springing his cock free from his pants, smacking it against your plush rear. “Ready, baby?”

CHOSO

He bends down to kiss you again, knowing he would never grow tired of having your lips against his. It's one of the most single-handedly greatest experiences he’s ever had and kissing you is an act Choso's going to be sure to initiate at any chance he has. 

You moan and accept him, looping your arms behind his neck as you two indulge one another, your legs crossing behind his back and anchoring him to you. Choso loves how blatantly you display your desire, how openly you want him, unable to keep himself from grinding his hips into yours in response.

He finally tears his lips away, lowering his kisses down your throat while his hands carefully but messily fumbled to push your bra up over your full and plump breasts. A breathy sigh falls from your lips, arching your back into his hands, helping him by pulling the fabric over your head and tossing it to one side. Choso pauses long enough to stare at your perfect breasts, both nipples are swollen stiff from need. He wasted no time diving into pleasuring you with his lips and tongue, kissing and sucking softly while you grab the back of his head and burrow him into your skin.

“You’re so perfect,” Choso groans, laving your sensitive peaks with attention. You roll your hips upward desperately, moaning his name. 

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Attack on Titan men walk in on you touching yourself…

pairing: Eren x reader, jean x reader, levi x reader, armin x reader, erwin x reader, colt x reader (aot, snk)

all fem!reader

***nsfw*****

Eren:

“What are you doing?” Eren asked knowingly. You were startled, you didn’t even hear him enter the cabin. You were supposed to be alone for a few hours.

When you looked up at him he was staring at you, squinting. You quickly removed your fingers from inside yourself and sat upright.

He took a couple steps forward, his shadow casting a cold over you. “Wait, why did you stop?”

The sudden switch from brain function made your thoughts stutter. “B-Because you’re right here,”

“I just didn’t expect you to…” He stared directly at your crotch, his pupils dilating, “Be here. But you’re free to continue.” He didn’t turn away.

You smirked and drew your toe up your calf to your knee, then traced your other hand along your collarbone, then let it fall to caress your own boob. “Just like you’re free to watch?” You pinched your own nipple.

He gulped, accentuating the muscles in his neck and chest, and reached his hand to his pant fastener. “And free to touch myself.”

Jean:

He’d pressed his ear up to the side of the door when he’d heard strained noises from the room adjacent. Jean’s eyes just about doubled in size when he registered that it was you inside, and the noises you were making were not out of pain, but out of pleasure.

He bit his lip and immediately dropped his palm to his crotch, pushing down to will for his now heavy erection to go away. Jean panicked when he’d heard noises coming in the hallway, new recruits reporting for their shift, he couldn’t risk them seeing him like this.

Or you. He couldn’t have them possibly hearing or seeing you in this compromising position. He had to warn you. It was the right thing to do.

You were mildly startled by Jean’s entrance, but the euphoric daze from having just come was at its peak which made it difficult to process. You smiled blissfully as Jean approached you, still laying flat against the table, arms sprawled out.

“Hey, Jean,” you greeted, “I’m very happy to see you right now.” You winked, your pulse kicking back up again, your stomach leaping at the possibility.

He smirked and climbed onto the chairs and table to lean over you. “You are so fucking loud,” he said quietly. Jean placed his long hand over your mouth and pressed his nose to your neck. “Now… Be a good girl and stay quiet.”

Levi:

If you couldn’t see the tented fabric at the crotch and the tensed muscles in his neck, you would’ve thought he was unphased.

“You’re doing it wrong,” he said roughly, staring directly at where your fingers entered the glistening muscles. You watched him lick his lips. “Tilt your fingers more,” he instructed.

You anchored your foot and lifted yourself off the mattress slightly, adjusting the angle of your fingers inside your already wet pussy.

He stalked over to you, stopping at the foot of the bed, for once looking down on you, his eyes fixed on where you kept moving your fingers. “And you’re making a mess,” he commented, watching the sheet soak up your fluid.

He groaned from frustration (mostly sexual) and grabbed a towel, fluffing it out before ordering you to sit up slightly and draped the towel down.

It wasn’t as soft as the mattress but if it made him happy… “What should I do next, Captain?”

Armin:

“Ah, Ar-Armin!” you moaned his name loudly as he entered the small room, his name slipping into the moan from touching just the right spot.

He stood in the doorway, leaving it open but mostly blocked by his shadow. You hadn’t realized he was as tall as he was. “Oh, hey, are you okay?” You shivered from the slight chill of the hall.

At first he didn’t notice, oblivious to your hands in your pants. Then his eyes trailed down you, like he was assessing you, and you watched the red blush form across his face and noticed his increased breathing.

The ache to touch yourself was heightened from being caught, the blood and adrenaline racing to be at the tip of your finger. At the tip of his finger.

He entered the room and quietly closed the door, his expression unreadable in the dark, but his voice was as comforting and soft as always, a stark contrast from his less-than-pure question, “How can I help?”

Erwin:

The urge to be feel yourself in his office chair was too overwhelming. The air thickly held onto his scent, permeating your nose and convincing your mouth to salivate.

One hand held onto his chair tightly while the other dipped between your legs. You closed your eyes.

You startled at the sudden sound of a deep voice, thick with restrained need. “Now… what do we have here?”

You shot your eyes open and there stood Erwin, standing tall, towering over you, looking down on you with a wanting smirk.

He noticed your hand stopped moving. “Oh, you didn’t have to stop.” He bent down so that he was leaning on one knee, almost at eye contact from your seat in the chair. He was so long.

He confidently placed his hand on your thigh, making eye contact, and slowly inched it towards your hip. “Sit and relax,” he said thickly, warmly, his eyes flickering between his hand and your eyes as it nears your crotch, “Let me take care of you.”

Colt:

The barnyard for the horses was supposed to be isolated today, but you forgot that Colt sometimes visits them during this time. So when he rounded the corner, your soft moans having drowned out his soft whistling, you both made eye contact and blushed.

You were sitting awkwardly on a barrel, one finger intimately gracing your clit. He was carrying a bucket of salt chips.

Despite having the open air to evaporate, the tension stayed near you two, and an unseen pull made it feel harder for him to walk away, like going against a taut rubber band.

He reached his hand out. “Do… Do you want a salt chip?” Colt asked cautiously, taking a couple steps forward.

You laughed, startled by the odd question, and some of the tension shake off. You sat more comfortably on the barrel. “Why would I want a salt chip?” you asked, still chuckling, but put your hand out anyway.

Colt eyed your hand, then flickered back to your eyes, and you noticed the shy blush he wore delicately, a slight sheen of sweat embracing his forehead.

He stepped forward and held the salt chip in his hand. “Open your mouth,” he said, then gestured with the chip like he were going to throw it.

You sighed lightly, amused by his antics and curious to see how his aim has improved. You opened your mouth and closed your eyes.

You reopened them when there was heat radiating directly in front of you, and there a Colt stood, having tossed the salt chip to the ground instead. You felt two fingertips on your tongue.

You closed your mouth, lightly sucking on his fingers. He used his other hand to separate your thighs and stepped between your legs, letting his free hand then lightly caress your upper thigh.

Shirt || Erwin Smith

Synopsis - Erwin comes home from a long, hard day at work to see you wearing one of his shirts as a nightdress.

Warnings - NSFW. Size kink, squirting, authority kink, slapping, overstimulation, sex toys, unprotected p in v sex, multiple orgasms (female), breeding kink, love bites, swearing.

All your clothes were either in the wash or in your own room, therefore you had absolutely nothing to wear for bed, nothing of yours anyway. You took one of Erwin's shirt out of his nightstand and lifted it up to your body admiring it, surely he wouldn't mind you wearing one of his shirts for the night. You placed it on the king-sized bed you and Erwin shared when you stayed in his quarters and jumped into his private shower to clean off the remnants of your day.

You welcomed the heat of the water as it splashed against your skin, and you wasted no time in lathering your body up with soap. You began humming your favourite song as you washed your body and hair, letting all the stress of your day melt away as the soap drifted down the drain. You sighed contently as you rinsed yourself off and hopped out of the shower, now fully clean. You wrapped the towel around your body and made your way back to the bedroom.

When you entered the bedroom, you were greeted with a waft of the cool summer air that came from the bedroom window you had left open while you went for a shower. You smiled to yourself as you dried your body off and threw Erwin's shirt on. It was little too big on you, the hem of the shirt hung just below your knees and the sleeves could act as gloves as you held them in your hands. You didn't mind it though, it was awfully comfortable and right now comfort is what you needed. You sprawled out on the bed and closed your eyes, waiting for Erwin to come home.

Erwin opened the door to his bedroom quietly. Usually you would have greeted him outside, but since you hadn't he assumed you were asleep, therefore he tried to be as silent as possible. Erwin turned his attention to the king-sized bed situated in the middle of the room and saw you curled up in a ball, sound asleep. He smiled and began to take off his Survey Corps uniform, stripping himself until he was just in his boxers. Then he turned his attention to you again, this time realising you were in one of his shirts. His throat went dry as the realisation hit him. He gulped.

Erwin had realised rather early on into your relationship that he had a size kink. One in which he was huge and you were, well, in comparison to him, tiny. The thought of you wearing his clothes had always turned him on and up until now, it had always just been a fantasy. You turned over in your sleep and opened your legs slightly revealing your exposed cunt to Erwin. He sighed shakily, trying to ignore the aching erection that was growing by the second at the sight of you. Not looking at the ground beneath him, Erwin moved closer to the bed to get a better look at you only to trip on one of his boots. He hit the ground with a hard smack but stood up quickly. The sound had you shoot up on the bed, fully awake and alert at the intruder.

"Erwin!" you cried out when your vision focused on him. "You scared the shit out of me!"

"Sorry my love," he chuckled. "I didn't mean to wake you up."

"I'm glad you did," you smiled softly at him. "I missed you today."

"I missed you too sweetheart," Erwin responded as he climbed onto the bed with you.

You sat on your knees and moved to kiss him, pressing your lips against his softly. You were swimming in his shirt as it covered your entire body and although there was no skin on show, Erwin couldn't help but feel his cock twitch in his boxers.

"How was your day?" you asked, pulling away from his lips and staring into his eyes.

"Long," he replied with a slight chuckle. "Very long."

"You're home now," you smiled pecking his lips once more. "It's good to have you home."

"It's good to be home," Erwin smiled at you, grabbing your hips and pulling you on top of his lap so you were straddling him.

You grinded against him slightly to get comfortable, but then you noticed his growing erection pressed against you. "Oh hello," you smirked, cocking an eyebrow and wrapping your arms around Erwin's neck.

"Sorry," he whispered, looking away from you. "You just look so good in my shirt."

You couldn't help but chuckle and chase his lips with your own. "I'm sorry for wearing it without asking," you said into his lips.

Erwin shook his head. "Don't worry sweetheart."

He kissed you once more, pulling you closer to his body. You couldn't help but grind against him once more as he did, earning an involuntary moan to escape Erwin's lips. You smirked devilishly and grinded down again, this time harder and slower. "Does that feel good, Erwin?" you asked teasingly. The huge man below you couldn't help but nod as you continued the motion.

You lifted Erwin's shirt you were wearing up, so it was bunched around your hips exposing your lower half to your boyfriend. Then you placed your pussy directly onto his bulge and began to grind again. "Baby," he whispered into your ear as you continued your movements. "I need to fuck you, now."

Before you were unable to say anything in response, Erwin had threw you off his lap and onto the bed so you were on your back. You couldn't help the giggle that escaped your lips as the giant climbed on top of you. Erwin pressed his lips against yours hungrily, thrusting his clothed cock against your folds. You let out a moan which was happily swallowed by Erwin's kiss and bucked your hips up in excitement. Erwin pulled away from your lips and looked down to see a wet patch on his boxers: his pre-cum mixed with your juices. He felt dizzy from the sight alone and his breathing intensified. You looked down to see what he was staring at and blushed, muttering a quick "sorry" beneath your breath. Erwin simply shook his head to dismiss your apology and attached his lips to your neck greedily. He began sucking and biting at the sensitive skin near your jugular vein, hard enough to leave marks in the morning. Erwin did love to mark you - it let everybody around know that you were his. You let out a gasp at the initial bite, your hands automatically flying to his hair and gripping tightly. You threw your head back and allowed him better access as he dipped a hand down to your pussy, stroking you with one finger.

"Oh baby," Erwin moaned between your neck when he felt the wetness between your legs. "You're soaking wet for me."

You hummed in response and nodded your head. Erwin continued kissing and biting at your neck as slipped one of his fingers inside of your core. You bit your lip and threw your head back as the initial stretch of his finger burned slightly. "Shit," you moaned out.

Erwin ignored your profanity and began to thrust his finger in and out of your cunt slowly. Occasionally, he would curl his finger inside of you, hitting the sweet spot that made your toes curl. Without warning, he inserted a second finger and you gasped loudly. Wasting no time, Erwin continued his movements inside you as he sucked on your neck. "'M going to mark you," he whispered huskily. You nodded enthusiastically, eyes half-lided with pleasure.

Just a few seconds later you felt your stomach clench, the muscles inside of you contracting as your release neared. "Erwin," you gasped out, eyes now wide. "I'm going to cum."

Erwin nodded against your neck before he pulled away to look you in the eyes. He was certainly a fan of watching you come undone. With a few more thrusts of his fingers, his name ripped from your throat as your legs began to shake violently beneath him. You weren't sure how it happened, but you found yourself squirting all over the bedsheets. You turned your head away from Erwin in embarrassment, but he used his free hand to bring your face back to him. His eyes were wide with lust and marvel. "Where did that come from?" he asked playfully with a smirk. You shook your head in uncertainty. Yes, he'd made you cum plenty of times before with both his fingers and his cock. But you'd never once squirted. "I liked it."

"Erwin, I need you to fuck me," you stated. Your chest rose and fell dramatically as you attempted to catch your breath.

"But before that," Erwin started, taking his fingers out of your cunt and placing them against your lips. "Taste how sweet you are for me, my good girl."

You nodded and opened your mouth wide enough for Erwin to slip his fingers in. You swirled your tongue around them, savouring the tangy taste of your release which coated them and stared directly into Erwin's eyes. Something about the lewdness and intimacy of it all had Erwin shivering with anticipation. He couldn't wait any longer. He pulled his fingers out of your mouth with a pop and pulled down his boxers, erection springing free of its restraints. Cock standing to attention, you marvelled at it. You reached your hands down to the hem Erwin's shirt, the one you were wearing, and went to pull it off in one swift motion but your boyfriend had other ideas.

"Keep it on," he said lowly. "I love the way it buries you."

You looked down at the shirt and nodded once more, a blush rising to your cheeks. In one swift movement, Erwin was hovering above you. His arms were on either side of your head as he towered over you. He bent down and captured your lips in a sweet kiss as he lined his cock up with your entrance, slicking his tip against your folds to cover it with your juices for lubrication. Erwin's eyes met yours and you nodded, signalling you were ready for him so, he pushed into you slowly. When he reached halfway, Erwin stopped and allowed you time to adjust to his length. You nodded again giving him the go-ahead and he pushed his remaining inches inside of you, completely bottoming out. Once he was fully sheathed, Erwin let out a groan of pleasure, one that erupted from his throat. Erwin closed his eyes for a second in an attempt to stop himself from cumming straight away. The feeling of your warm walls constricting around him was a feeling he had become addicted too, one that felt too good for him to even fathom during moments like this.

"Please Erwin," you begged, squirming beneath him. "Fuck me."

This was twice you had asked him, and twice you had asked so nicely. He didn't need to be told again. Erwin began rutting into you slowly, savouring the feeling. You let out a slight moan and Erwin picked up the pace. He bent down to kiss you, trailing down to your jaw and then to your neck where he continued his ruthless assault on your skin. With each thrust came a new bite or suck, one that would be sure to leave marks come the morning. He then turned to the other side of your neck, making sure to give each side an equal amount of attention.

"You feel so delectable around my cock Y/N," Erwin groaned. You wrapped your legs around his waist, pushing Erwin further inside of you. You both let out a moan as his cock reached a new depth inside of you. You scrunched your eyes shut and threw your head back in pleasure as Erwin picked up the pace, eager to please you.

"Fuck Erwin!" you cried out.

Erwin's eyes darkened and he moved away from your neck to look down at you. Through your closed eyes, you felt him shift his weight so he was balancing on one arm when you felt a sting on your cheek. He slapped you. Your eyes shot open and a silent moan fell from your lips as your eyes met his. "What's my name?" Erwin growled, returning his hand to the side of your head so he was balancing on both arms once more.

"Sir!" you called out, scrunching your eyes shut again. The pleasure began building up inside of you once more and there was no denying you were going to squirt again. "Sir, I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"

"Circle your clit," Erwin barked at you. You nodded enthusiastically and reached a hand down to your clit, circling the sensitive bundle of nerves quickly. You were desperate to feel that immense pleasure once more. Before you knew it, you reached your limit. Squirting all over Erwin's torso you let out an earth-shattering scream, one that the other members of the Survey Corps passing-by the Commanders room were bound to hear. But you didn't care and neither did your boyfriend. Erwin couldn't help but smirk as he felt your release drip down his stomach and pool at the bottom of his cock. You removed your hand away but Erwin stopped still inside of you, raising an eyebrow. "Did I say you could stop?"

"N-No," you stuttered.

"Then carry on!"

"It's too much!" you cried out.

"I don't care," Erwin snapped. "Play with your fucking clit again."

You moaned and returned your fingers to your now sensitive, throbbing clit. "Too much sir."

"I'll show you too much," Erwin said, retracting his cock from your cunt. You whimpered at the empty feeling and propped yourself up on your elbows as you watched Erwin lean over to his bedside table. Your eyes widened when you realised what he was doing and you shivered in excitement. From the bedside table he pulled out a black vibrator, turning it on and staring at you with a devilish smirk on his lips. He pushed you back down again and attached the vibrator your clit. Almost immediately your legs began to shake and Erwin wasted no time in pushing his cock back inside of you, desperate to feel your warmth once more. "Hold it," he ordered, shoving the vibrator in your direction. You nodded languidly and took hold of the vibrator, keeping it pressed against your clit as Erwin returned his hands to either side of your head. His thrusts were careful, calculated, as he looked down at you. That damned shirt he thought. Erwin couldn't help but feel his heart swell at the sight before him. Your hair fanned out on the bed below, eyes scrunched up with pleasure and lips parted perfectly as a string of moans escaped them.

"Sir," you whimpered. "Too much! Too much!"

"Tell me what you want pretty girl," Erwin cooed against your neck, sucking at the marks that were forming. Tears began to stream from your eyes. The pleasure from his cock and the vibrator was too much and you felt yourself reaching yet another orgasm. Your legs shook and you were cumming before you could even warn Erwin. "Did you just cum again?" he asked.

"Yes," you croaked out. Erwin couldn't help but smirk as pride filled his chest. Only he could make you cum three times within the space of a few minutes.

"Tell me what you want," Erwin repeated. This time he sounded more serious.

"Want your cum," you cried out.

"You're such a good girl for me," Erwin smiled sweetly. Sweat threatened to spill from his brow as he continued his ruthless pace into you, now nearing his own orgasm. "I'm going to breed you now."

"Yes sir," you said hoarsely, turning the vibrator off and throwing it to one side to deal with later.

Erwin folded you easily into a mating press and began long, hard thrusts. Thrusts that were so strong, it sent shockwaves up your body. You ignored the dull ache in your body and just focused on the feeling of your boyfriend pounding into you at an ungodly speed. Erwin began to loose control, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he felt his own orgasm finally coming to a close. He wrapped his arms behind your head and brought you up to kiss him deeply as he shot ropes of his cum deep inside of you. He chanted your name like a prayer as he shivered before flopping down on top of you, his energy completely spent. "Wow," was all he could manage to get out.

"Wow indeed," you breathed deeply catching your own breath.

"Y/N," Erwin said, lifting his head up to admire the purple marks forming on either side of your neck.

"Yes Erwin?" you asked, smiling at him sweetly.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"And also, feel free to wear my shirts more often."

You couldn't help the hearty laugh that escaped your throat. If it meant having mind-blowing sex like that every time, then you most certainly would.

Requested by @hopeless-daydream3r - I hope you like it! I spent longer than I care to admit on this. Reblogs, likes and shares are greatly appreciated!

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"fuuuuck," choso groans, long and drawn out. he tosses his head back, a plume of smoke escaping his lips, his joint hanging limping from his fingers. he uses his free hand to grip and knead at the fat of your hip before raising his palm and bringing it down hard on your ass.

you let out a high pitched squeal and clench around him.

"cho," you whine, pretty tears collecting on your lash line.

"come on baby," he whispers, taking another drag from his joint and gently blowing it at you, "ride me harder, make yourself cum on my cock, gorgeous."

your lungs burn as you inhale the excess smoke and you gyrate your hips faster. choso moans loudly and bucks his hips up into you, making your clit grind against his happy trail. fat tears pour down your plump cheeks.

"s' deep, s' deep!" you moan and squirm above him as his tip nudges against your sweet spot.

"fuck," he growls, dropping his joint off the edge of the couch in favor of gripping your hips, "stop runnin' from my dick baby, gotta fill you up."

you choke and sob, trembling above him and clinging to his shoulders, whining and moaning over how good it feels.

"take it all baby," he mumbles, lips pressed against your ear, "m' not stoppin' till i cum s' deep in this pussy that she never forgets me."

JJK men hitting us from behind so hard the bed breaks?...🤭

❛ HIT IT FROM THE BACK! ❜ jjk men

sukuna, toji, choso, nanami, gojo, getō. jujutsu kaisen men breaking your bed and your back

total wc. 2.3k

warnings. afab!reader, toji's broke, bed-breaking, hair pulling, squirt kink, dirty talk, hitting it raw, overstim, impact play, praising.

an. omg yum yum

NANAMI ☆ KENTO.

he breaks the bed on accident.

he’s so sweet about it too, despite rearranging your guts. he even promises to buy a new one.

doesn’t mean to of course, it’s accidental. sometimes nanami can get a bit too rough sometimes, a good firm grip on your hair, yanking it with just enough force while presenting you spank after spank against your ass.

“jus’ like that, princess,”

he groans, his hips were just nasty…

thwacking and smacking against you it made your ears rings — beads of sweat ran down the side of your forehead as you bite down on you lip, tediously feeling your legs just quiver and jolt with his fit body bodying yours. rocking and rocking.

“always know how to take me. such a good girl.”

snap

“…w-what happened? kento?”

you moaned, you get a cool rush of shivers race down your spine from the way nanami playfully skims his fingertips down your back. the sweet scent — aroma of you and him, pressed against each other was bittersweet.

nanami slows down a bit, but he doesn’t stop completely. his hips shudder mid thrust and you bite your lip, he’s rolling himself against you and it’s just mouth watering.

his strokes was just pure bliss. appetizing in all the best ways.

the headboard was just about to fall on top of you but he catches it — his muscles flex, although you can’t see, you’d bet he’s got a grin on his face. “nothin', nothin'. jus' sit pretty 'n keep facing this way, sweetheart.” and you’d gasp from the off guard ass smack before he rubs it, you hiss from the sting.

the curve of nanami’s dick reaches deep in places you never imagined could be touched — his girth, it’s got you clenching nonexistent pearls.

the headboard was split in two but he didn’t care, all he cared about was making sure your pussy knew who it belonged to.

“o-okay…”

you whined, just being shoved and rammed against the fat pillows.

even if he was rough with you, he’d never forget to shower you with multiple praises. making sure it never leaves one ear and out the other with you. nanami was a gentleman.

he’d make you feel like a slut with his dick but treat you like a queen with his praise game. “f-fuck.. arch more for me baby, want you to feel everythin'.”

FUSHIGURO ☆ TOJI.

always pushing the agenda that toji fucks mean.

he likes to fuck in a certain position, specifically doggystyle sure — but even better when his foot presses against the back of your head. he only saves this for when you’re being a brat, which is often … 90% of the time.

“girl if ya don’t stop fuckin' runnin'. been beggin' for dick all day 'n this is the thanks i get.”

he’d snarl. his angle was so deep, thick cock pumping in and out of your pussy. your head’s being smushed against the padded cushioned mattress at feeling the soft fabric of toji’s sock press against the back of your neck.

you let off a whine, feeling that feeling brew up inside of your deepest parts…

“t-toji, ‘m gonna cum.” you’d moan, not even recognizing your own pathetic shaky voice.

it’s dumb, you're choking on your own saliva.

he’s rocking his hips against you, you’re bawling the bedsheets into your hands before a rupturing crackle sound disrupts the mood.

“fuck,” toji grunts — pausing just briefly, the bed ends up pressing down from the weight, the frame ends up becoming unstable and collapses.

he’s still got a yanking tug on your hair, balls deep. you raise your head to see what happened but he just shoves you back down.

“stop bein' nosy. yeah yeah the bed broke but y’er greedy ass pussy still needs attention.”

he’s still drilling into you again..

your cunt clamps against him, and you dig your teeth into the fat parts of the white thick mattress.

he’s just so mean with his hits, he makes sure you feel everything, you’re dramatically moaning into the bed — jerking and jerking against him as his fat tip rests inside you. stirring up your insides everywhere to where your eyes roll back.

time and time again, you’re speechless… mouth agape and eyes just buck open.

toji’s got such a angle, the back of his foot just driving against the back of your head.

he grumbled out swear words about how sloppy your pussy was for him — swiping a tongue across his lip, across that damn scar.

“…y’er buying the new bed by the way. ain’t got enough money for that shit. but i bet you do, sweetheart.” and he spanks your ass before you could reply. “yeah, what i thought.”

SUKUNA ☆ RYOMEN.

isn’t even phased at hearing the sudden abrupt sound of the headboard shattering into two pieces — plummeting into the ground.

sukuna doesn’t bat a eye, he’s so into you it, pinning both of your arms behind your back as he’s ramming, bullying his fat dick between your walls.

“look what ya made me do, princess,” he huffs out, bringing an arm to his forehead, discarding the ran down sweat-beads racing down the sides of his arched eyebrows.

he leans up close, making sure your ass remembers every inch of his. wrapping a hand around your throat, his long nails softly tickle against the middle part of your neck. he licks the side of your ear and you whimper out in ecstasy.

“this pussy’s so unstable, made the bed break. shame shame..”

“but r-ryo,” you’d moan out, and he’s hitting you so good, your back does that infamous arch that always gets him hard. he hits his fangs into his lip watching you lose yourself — staring at the filthy recoil of your ass from each singular thrust. “right there p-pleas—”

“oi. don’t tell me how to fuck, little girl.”

he yaps, rutting himself against you, and he was buried balls deep to the damn hilt.

his fat base continued to thwack against your very core and you’re trembling underneath him. as soon as he reaches that spot with his dick, you’re seeing straight white. his hits scratches that itch, you’re drooling all on the sheets like the dirty girl you were.

his smacks he presents against your ass rings throughout your ears, so loud it’s just reverberating.

“…pleasepleaseplease,” you pleaded - he raised his leg up for a through angle, and at this point he’s just fucking you stupid. eyes crossing absurdly — he’s still got your wrists tied with his own grip of it.

you’re chasing your breath and his cock is so heavy it’s got your legs just shaking in horror. you could barely keep up with his pace and his stamina was just godly.

“beg some more for me. make me believe it,” he rasps. a wicked smile pursing onto his lips, and he flips you over only to smack his tip against your pussy, his angry tip mashing against your folds and he sucks his teeth as he watches you stare at him. awaiting. “go on. talk to me nice or i ain’t finishing.”

GOJO ☆ SATORU.

breaks the bed on purpose.

the material was pretty cheap anyway — but the frame was barely sturdy. gojo usually fucks you in doggy but this time, he’s got you laid flat on your back. knees shoved up towards your chest.

“s-soo good for me, babe,” he’d grunt, feeling a cool shiver run down his spine, he’s stuffing you full of lengthy extensive inches. “damn it.”

his girth, stretches you out ten times more. it’s got your legs twitching and bouncing back against your skin. gojo’s moaning just as loud as you, he can’t help but to be vocal.

you milk him every single time and he grows addicted to watching his own cum spill out of your pussy, only to pout at it ‘going to waste’ in his terms.

“soak it up f'me…” he’d whine, plugging his thick cock back inside after pulling out to watch the mess come out slowly in spurts.

you hear him swallow, not pausing his movements for a split second before that’s when you hear a shrieking splitting sound of the headboard breaking, crashing down and you flinch.

“did you just break the bed?” you gasped, your legs were as good as numb — he gives you a look that basically says, and…?

gojo leans up against you, sneaking a kiss near the side of your mouth before pushing yours up against your chest just a bit more.

“pft what..? oh, nevermind that, baby…”

he pants, and he gives you that look. he’s huffing and puffing, muscles that glistened with sweat were flexing throughout each second.

his biceps that were beside your body tensed, and even his breathing is attractive. his smell…minty and loud cologne. you moaned, he’s still got his dick concealed inside of you, you’re so full you can barely think let alone comprehend anything.

your shaky hands make its way onto gojo’s beefy arms and he grins, leaning into to kiss the top of your forehead before starting up his salaciously lustful pace — your jaw is just dumbly hanging open, repeating his name again and again and he chuckles. “hold on to me, yeah? bed’s broken so might as well go all out..”

SUGURU ☆ GETO.

with geto, it just sort of … happens.

he’s more playful with you in bed. a rough hand of his attached to the back of your neck.

such sultry skin slaps ring across the room and geto’s just so thick, you mouth starts to water as he continues to piston his mean hips against you.

“take it, take it baby. fuckin' take it. c'mon, ‘s good. want you to have all of me.” he grunts.

his tip reaches deep and your brain is fried, spasming with much needed craze.

he’s go such a deep angle and the arch your back gives him makes him show a faint toothy grin.

you let out a surprised squeak once he spanks you but seconds later — the bed frame ends up collapsing, a loud creaaaaak noise. the supports hung near the back ends up breaking and the both of you end of flinching before geto chuckles.

“oopsie daisy.” he murmurs, grabbing ahold of your waist.

pulling you more closer towards him and you moaned. he leans forward, and your back arched downward — you whimper at him starting to rub against your clit.

“hey hey,” he coos, the angle he’s giving to you has you nearly losing composure, “..don’t get distracted, i can always buy a new one, princess.”

“s-suguru,-‘m gonna-cum-againnn,” you’d spit out.

your voice was whiney and all. his dick stretched out deep inside to where the angled hits he was giving you hit you right where it needed. your mouth opened and you sobbed out a, “oh my g-god,” whilst he’s still rubbing circles against your pussy — got you bent over him like some slut.

“shhh, no more talkin' angel. i want you to hear how sloppy your pussy is for me.”

your legs feel like jello — just shaky and shaky, he spanks your ass a few times before he maneuvers mean circles against your throbbing pussy that’s nearly reaching its peak.

“ya gotta listen to it baby,” he whispers, using his entire wrist to rub against between your legs mid-fucking — you’re biting your lip, nearly about to burst and his low raspy laugh makes pulsate embarrassingly.

“mhm. it’s okay, i know,” he coos before playfully tugging your hair back, leaning to lick a long stripe down your spine. “jus’ so damn wet for me. poor baby. my sloppy, messy girl.”

CHOSO ☆ KAMO.

is really apologetic once he ends up breaking the bed. even though you’ve been purposely teasing him to be more rough with you during intimacy.

“are- are you sure? i don’t wanna hurt you, princess,”

and his shaky hands hold against your waist. you’re propped up on all fours, awaiting for him to finish and his tone is so cute.

he’s timid…teasing you a bit by rubbing his tip against your achy pussy. dragging out a whimper from you before you nodded, desperately wanting him back inside. “y-yeah choso, it’s okay you can be rough. i can handle it.”

once choso’s rough — he’s rough…he’s got your pillow placed underneath your hips so he can slam you back against him.

his dick is so lengthy you can feel that delicious curve expand throughout yours walls so much that you’re just dizzy.

your knees pierce into the mattress and you’re moaning, hearing choso’s whimpered moans too makes you throb before he lets off a shaky breath, making you shift your ass up for him a bit.

“baby, y-you keep pushin' yourself against me. ‘s so hot.”

his grip is so degrading.

his dick was so hard it made him whine, you made him hard. this entire position had his head spinning.

the way you’re just lazily bent over for him. he licks his lips, deepening the angle while moving his leg a certain way and you’re practically being plowed into the mattress.

yet as he’s driving such force into you, the headboard cracks, it’s a loud shrilling sound and right when you were about to get off — it splits in two and choso’s eyes widens. “was it too much? ‘m sorry my lo—”

“don’t stop choso, please.” you begged, your cunt clenched for more. you could taste your incoming orgasm. legs were spread for him and the side of your head was nearly shoved against the sheets. “m-make me cum pleaseplease…‘s okay.”

“if you say so,” he whines, gliding his fingers down your back before picking up his pace again, and you’re so stupid — his hits had you sputtering out nonsense.

“s-shit princess, ‘m gonna cum if you keep hittin' back against me,” he sobs before grabbing a fistful of your hair, you gasp at how he’s just plainly fucking you stupid before spanking your ass only to caress it so you can feel the sting, “…drive me crazy, woman. 'm s-so in love with you.”