Milkshake E. Jaeger

milkshake • e. jaeger

this is just a short little blurb for my girl @spaceforher!! I couldn’t stop thinking about your selfship with eren, and I just had to write this! 🥹

just some cute lil fluff, him using a bunch of pet names (pretty, baby, mama) plug!eren being a flirt, some sweet banter

wc: 1.0K

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“Number 254. Chicken wrap, curly fries and strawberry milkshake!”

an order and phrase you had uttered on several occasions. So much so, it was practically embedded in your memory at this point. Extra mayo, no pickles and crispy fried chicken. You could recall the exact way it was supposed to be prepared..especially because you could never forget the customer who requested it. Traipsing up to the counter; the sound of slides shuffling across the freshly waxed tile floors as it was always near closing time when they visited. A tattooed hand with a silver watch cuffing the wrist, reaching out to you and grasping for the bag before giving a very sweet and flirtatious thanks for his food and your hard work. “Thank you, mama. ‘Appreciate it.” Using the endearing name each time and sending flutters throughout your stomach. Mainly due to the deep tone and charm. Like clockwork, you’d peer up as you passed the bag over and see that handsome face..big green eyes; glazed over, covered by black rimmed glasses. Dark hair styled up into a bun with the remainder hanging down. Flashing a pearly white smile that made you melt..

Eren Jaeger, the one and only man that evoked such feelings out of you and quite honestly, the only enjoyment in this hectic and chaotic job. You looked forward to seeing him come through that door..placing his order and messing around with all of the employees as he did so. Cracking with some of his former classmates and friends who just so happened to work the same shift but his eyes couldn’t help but to be fixated on you. As if he purposely picked the days when you were scheduled. You could see his black and red Challenger outside, or rather hear it before he even arrived..whether from the pipes or loud music. No secret to you or anyone else how he afforded such luxuries at such a young age. He had quite the reputation and it didn’t precede him either. Oftentimes, even selling to some of your coworkers discreetly. Still, you looked forward to seeing the long haired cutie coming through the door. Tonight in particular was rather busy and you wanted nothing more than to go home, get off your feet and relax. But the last thirty minutes of your long shift was dragging along so you’d return to the back to finish up any last minute cleaning and inventory before jetting out of there. No customers had come in so it seemed things were finally slowing down. A couple of your coworkers had gone out for a final smoke break when you heard the door open. “Welcome in. Be with you in just a moment.”

it was then that you’d walk out to be greeted by a tall guy in a hoodie, black sweats and clear frame glasses around his baby face. His eyes dimmed and glossed over in red as he neared the counter. “You good, I actually don’t wanna order anything.” Immediately, you’d feel yourself becoming flush and heated, realizing that this is the first time that you and him had actually spoken outside of eye contact and a few flirtatious thank you’s. “Oh, it’s you. Strawberry milkshake.” Immediately sending a smirk across his face. It was something you did with all of your frequent customers..nicknaming them after their orders. But with him? It was a bit more special. You had been hoping that the two of you had gotten the chance to talk one of these days and finally, the moment had come. But not without you getting all flustered and him doing the same, surprisingly! In your uniform, hair tied into a ponytail underneath your ball cap, bare faced but he couldn’t get over how beautiful you were. Something he wishes he could have told you the first time he came in but things were always far too busy for him to get that chance but instead, he’d take this opportunity to shoot his shot!

“You must be here for (coworker’s name). I’ll go get them.” As you were privy to their exchanges but you’d be surprised to learn the intentions of today’s visit. “Nah..actually, I was hoping I’d run into you.” Which earned him quite a confused glare. Just what business did this man want with you?

“Me?” “Yeah, I mean. Every time I come in here, it’s always super busy and you’re working so hard so I didn’t wanna stop you..but I just wanted to introduce myself.” Omitting the fact that he had frozen up several times while you took his order. Truth was, he wasn’t even too fond of the dairy treat that he consistently ordered, considering the fact that it never agreed with him afterwards and he’d instantly get sick but he had hoped that one day, you’d catch on and notice so that he could strike up a conversation but oddly enough..he always became too nervous to speak! You were so pretty and that sweet, adorable demeanor always made his heart flutter. Which was crazy because this man probably had every girl in this city trying to get with him and he looked as if he could charm the pants off of a snake. Not to mention the fact that he had always shot you a wink or called you a sweet pet name as he acquired his meal. Saying things like ‘baby ‘ or ‘pretty’. Something many ladies had probably heard. However, his attention was fixated right here and now that he finally had the chance, he wasn’t going to blow it! Letting out a soft chuckle, you’d cover your mouth and laugh, which made his cheeks visibly glow red. “Did I say something?” Not knowing just how cute he was..this well known plug blushing like a schoolgirl over you!

“No! Not at all. I’m just..really happy you came and talked to me.” Trying to play it cool as you were screaming inside. But this was a perfect opportunity to take the lead and see where things went.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you, milkshake. I’m (y/n).”

*giggles like a maniac*

you couldn’t stop staring at it..

your eyes had been fixated to that damn phone screen for nearly an hour, long after he sent it. But who could when something so beautiful was plastered across it? The attachment constantly on repeat and playing in your mind..plaguing it with filthy, perverse thoughts. Causing you to lose concentration for any other task that you had set before you today. Why exactly?

“Ohhhh..fuck..”

it was the middle of the day. You had just gotten out of your last class and was in the midst heading back to your apartment but first? You made a quick detour to the restroom. It was as you were standing in the mirror, reapplying your lip gloss and ensuring that your lace wasn’t lifting from the heat. When your phone would buzz against the hard countertop, making loud buzzing noises resonate throughout the desolate area. What you thought was yet another useless notification from one of the many apps you have muted throughout the day, was actually from the one person you were checking for:

my pookah 🔐🥺🤍

your partner in crime and best friend, Eren, who had just left the gym and like many times before, he checked in with you to see how your day was going. Normally with a funny message or meme..some stupid ass inside joke the two of you had come up with but today’s was rather different..and a little risqué! The only thing on the message was 1 attachment which you immediately opened. It was only by a miracle that you were all alone in there because what followed was something for your eyes and viewing pleasure only..sitting in his car with the front camera titled slightly upward and seemingly propped on the steering wheel, he was glaring directly at you. Those beautiful green eyes glossed over and his tongue glided across those pouty lips. His long hair dangling to his shoulders but tied back by a black bandana. A wife beater with the same color and his grey sweatpants just barely in the shot. You figured this was just another one of his silly antics, even smacking your lips and tempted to shut it off. “This boy play too damn much..all day long—“

but you were immediately halted in your tracks by what followed right after. Suddenly, you see him tug at that elastic waistband. He’d shuffle in his seat for a second until he got them worked down and that’s when his thick cock appeared in the shot. Your jaw damn falling to the floor..for a moment, you had to grab your chest and lean against the counter because you weren’t expecting that! But you certainly didn’t complain nor did you mind. That swollen tip beaming red with precum dripping all down the sides. It was early so you could see a few folks walking in the background but your attention was elsewhere and his? All on you..

“Been thinking ‘bout you all morning..could barely get through my workout.” His voice dropping to somewhat of a groggy, deep tone, almost as if he were entranced and drunk on you. His mind had been running rampant with thoughts of you and all the things you had done a few nights prior from sitting on his face to fucking you in front of the mirror. Anytime the two of you linked, it was so nasty and raw. You had obviously awoken a beast when you gave him the pussy. But he knew exactly how to handle it. Standing against the sink, you’d bite the tip of your finger as you video continued on playing; now intrigued and very much turned on. His fingers were enclosed around his shaft, slowly pumping as his eyes shut and he leaned against the headrest. All the while, he was still muttering and confessing how he truly felt..telling you all the things he wanted to do with you and needless to say, he wasn’t shy about it. Eren was a very vocal lover, no doubt. You learned that quickly. He had no problem telling you how good you felt and that he wanted to nut inside of you constantly. Regardless of how weak it made him look, he was going to make it known that you were the cause of it!

“..wanna fuck the shit out you, mama..so bad. I need that pussy..” Eren cried out with a guttural and pathetic groan..his chest heaving as he gently thrust his hips upward and fucked his fist. Wishing so desperately that it were you. By now, your eyes were all but glued to the screen and thank heavens no one else had walked in because things were intensifying! By now, he had become completely undone. Just panting, whimpering and making his desires known. “..I just know she so wet f’r me. Shit, I wish you were here right now..tryna bounce you up and down on this dick. Make that shit cream all over me. You know how much I love that..you gonna let me have it, right?” Doing that subtle, sexy lip bite that drove you crazy. Especially when he spoke to you in that deep tone. At that moment, it took all your resolve not to answer him aloud. You were losing your mind watching him stroke that shaft, now sped up and making smacking noises. That pearlescent semen serves as the perfect lube. He had even grown right before your eyes. But what really does it for you was when he began pinching his nipples through his shirt and whimpering like a pathetic little puppy. He was such a slut when it came to you. Willing to degrade himself and look as crazy as possible..so as long as he got you as the reward.

“Oh fuck….oh fuck..I’m bout to come so hard. I got to have you, for real. Please let me have that pussy, mama. I’ll do whatever for it..” his voice rising to a high pitched cry at this point and you were practically salivating at the sight. Eren was damn near dry heaving, nearing his inevitable climax when you began squirming around, trying to feint the tiny twitches from your aching cunt. Spasming on nothing more than air at the thought of him filling you. If it wasn’t a shame, you’d finger yourself right there but it's well worth the wait once you two met later on. As for now, you’d watch him fuck himself silly and even go cross eyed as he begged to nut inside of you when he got it again. “You know I want you to have my baby anyways..oh shit. Just promise me I can nut in that pussy, mama. Fill you up just like this. Please..” and the second he uttered that, what followed was a long string of hot white nut flowing down his knuckles and a hitch in the back of his throat. Eventually, he’d regain his breath and seemingly his consciousness, crying out as he came to.

“Fuuuuuck! Goddamnit…”

but it was all for you and he’d do it time and again just to keep you satisfied, both sexually and emotionally. When he was finally of sound mind, he’d laugh and flick his tongue over his lips once more, glaring down at the pool of seed in his lap and splattered all over his thighs. “You see what you do to me, baby? You the only one that gets my dick that hard..makes me act that way..”

and you were the only one who ever would!

reblog if you’re NOT tumblr famous, but you ARE tired and kinda gay

idc father’s best friend toji >>>

what the actual fuck is wrong with y'all?

i’m gonna say this once and not revisit it again since the last time i commented on this i got ppl in my asks talking like they have no sense:

it’s not wrong nor is it bad if black readers ask non black writers (specifically the white ones) to be inclusive in their work. there’s nothing wrong with wanting diversity, and there’s nothing wrong with being uncomfortable about non poc only writing for fair skinned, skinny people.

some of you people have actually LOST your minds. in the past two hours i’ve seen black writers and readers recieve DEATH THREATS because they DARED to criticize authors (not gonna say their names because i don’t have to time for people calling me a monkey on anon) for not being inclusive. what is wrong with y’all? like, genuinely? is it just white audacity or are all of y’all mentally insane?

and for all the people who will probably flood me with “write it yourself if you want it so bad”, that shouldn’t be the case. we shouldn’t have to put out our own inclusive work, just for it to not get the same attention as all of the writings with pale skinned readers do. the LEAST you can do as a white person with a large amount of following is educate yourself on how to make your writing appeal to a broader demographic. y’all are ADULTS, act as such.

i hope this made sense, i’m sick and groggy rn so it might sound like i’m talking out of my ass, but in conclusion, please remember that the world doesn’t not revolve around white people, specifically white women.

small edit: to add onto the critiquing certain writers on here, i don’t think i’ve EVER seen a group of dick riders go as hard for two people like i saw today. there’s an actual fanpage dedicated to one of the writers and they’re in peoples inboxes and comments calling them niggers and all types of monkeys? have y’all lost it? all over a simple request? some people really don’t deserve to be on this app.

Zeke is a terrible horrible no good ass heathen but Ik that dick got some bop to it. Like I just know he know how to FUCK and it make me so mad. I need him 😫😫😩

OKAY? And heavy on it. 😫😫 that man might stress you out, have you going crazy but he some pressure. And let me just give y’all ALL the warnings bc this man is a freak! A true one. So read at your own risk. It includes EVERYTHING!

The thing is, you’d never be able to just ‘leave him alone’. Try as you might, you’ll be right back and he’s gone remind you every time why he’s not going anywhere. Zeke fucks like a man with nothing to lose and that’s the problem. He ain’t with the kid shit. I’m talking folding you up in a full nelson, straight pounding up into your shit while he’s forcing you to look in the mirror while rubbing your clit (and he loves anal like an unhealthy amount so you know what he’s on). Bouncing you up and down like his flashlight… “..see, I told you it’d feel good. You just have to trust me more often, my love.” Meanwhile, you’re clutching your own thong between your teeth, salivating from being fucked like this. He knows he’s big and he’ll most certainly taunt you about it. “You told me it was too much and now you can’t stop creaming on me..such a liar, (y/n)..” meanwhile, you’re biting down on your lip trying to stifle your moans as not to give his ass too much. But you can’t help it..

he’s fucking you so good that you’ve probably came about three times subconsciously; squirting and spasming on his cock. You find yourself tapping at his abs and while he’s burrowed over you, hand firmly gripping the headboard whilst he’s drilling your shit, you feel him force your hands to the bed and hold your wrists. “Pushing me away, you know how much I hate that. Take this fucking dick like a big girl..” he’s sticking fingers in the mouth, spitting in it, doing it all! He takes you far beyond your limits, doing things no one else would even dream of. Putting you on all fours, pulling your arms back and giving you hard, deep strokes with his foot pressing into your head. “Don’t give me that fucking look, I’ll get it redone. Just open f’r me. Wanna see that pretty pussy spread.” “That asshole looks so good, make it flex just like that..we’ll worry about that later. You still look beautiful.” just knowing you’re gonna give him shit about your hair. He doesn’t give a damn because he’s too busy focusing on how tight you are and how hot it sounds when you scream for him. Especially when you’re just as vocal and commanding. “Yeah, take it! Stretch this pussy!” “Right there, fuck this ass! ‘S so deep.” It gets NASTYYY with Mr. Ezekiel. And don’t let you two just have fought or had a heated argument..oh, it’s the best dick you’ll ever have. Going for hours until one of you breaks. Him throat fucking you, slapping and choking you…the works. Tears flowing your face and you’re fucking like you hate each other. It’s so much tension and passion, you can’t get enough of him. That hate sex hits sooo different with him because ironically, you’re falling in love all over again. He’s ripping orgasm after orgasm out of you, you’re clawing up his back leaving all types of scratches. The sheets are soaked and you’re certain he’s cracked the headboard from the strength of him clutching it. 1000/10 every single time.