Eren X Reader: Freedom At Home. (NSFW)

Eren x reader: freedom at home. (NSFW)

Rating: R (Explicit!) \ Warnings: kinks used: voyeurism, striptease (kind of) \ Gn!bottom!reader \ modern au setting

~read under the cut~

You two are staying at home that night. The weather is bad and it's still winter. "Bo~ring." Eren mutters, as he grabs a beer from the fridge and melts on the sofa, opening the tv. "Ads... Come on at least put on a soccer match..." He disappointed opens his beer can and has a sip from it. You get slightly disheartened looking at him like this, and you can't help but shake your head.

You are making some snacks for you and him in the kitchen, just opposite from the living room and the sofa. Your new shirt is couple sizes small for you, and two buttons on your chest get ripped off with some movements you make. You scoff and end up unbuttoning it. At first you don't really think about it, but then, an idea comes to your head. You smirk to it. You always remember how much Eren likes freedom. And this inspires you for something that will add some fun to that plain evening of yours.

You bring the snacks on the coffee table and sit very provocatively next to him, with your arms spread so that your chest threatens to be revealed. You quickly glance at Eren a bit, to see if he notices you. He does and pretends he doesn't. Eren loves your chest. Especially if you flaunt it in such a frisky way. He wraps an arm around you and his index tried to remove the fabric from your breast. You stand up, pretending you have some stuff to do and leave the room. You return with no shirt on, and pretend you're doing chores. Eren stares at your naked torso. The one he likes to hold and control when he's making love to you. He looks at the familiar shapes and starts feeling his groin burn between his legs. It's still just a light tingle, but it gradually grows inside his pants.

That makes you slyly laugh inside in your mind. Of course you'd take it a step further. You intentionally spill some water on your pants, so that you'll also remove them. You remain with only your underwear. Everything else on you is bare. Your chest, your belly, your thighs... Eren's bulge is raging inside his clothes. There is something in watching you doing everyday things naked, wandering around the house, acting like you normally would with clothes. Your body's freedom immediately speaks to him, lighting him on fire for you. He's so on edge he doesn't even realise it, until you point it out on him, the way he is half raised on the sofa with total interest in his eyes that pin you constantly.

That makes him look away annoyed, bothered with his extreme weakness for that. Which has you going a step further and throwing your underwear away, exposing your privates he definitely lusts for every time he goes down on you. That had him on his knees. Your image wandering around like this, like you were one of the first humans to exist drives him insane.

He stands up and gently lays his strong hands on your shoulders, then down your arms and chest, then your waist and hips, and your thighs... But he stops and looks at your eyes, trying to conceal his hunger to touch you. He asks for your permission. He'd always do so. He protects you from everyone, even himself.

You nod and smile, throwing yourself in his arms, letting him sink his fingers in the skin of your back and nuzzling on your neck. He whispers in your ear. You chuckle to his desire.

He sits on the sofa, guiding you on his legs, running his hands on you, kneading and brushing various sensitive spots on you, which make your arousal spread like a fever inside of you. He kisses you. Warmly, passionately. His lips eat yours like they are the most delicious sweet in the world. His hands hold your hips firmly. He takes his cock out of his loose shorts. It's hard like steel and some gleaming strings of pre already drip down his tip. His hands travel on your erect nipples and roll them with his thumbs, to get that euphoric grimace he always loves on your face. His eyes fall on your genitals, smirking at your obvious heat. He extends his hand and gives you a few good strokes there, before whispering in your ear that he is about to enter you, while rubbing his wet tip on your hole. A nod of yours and he immediately thrusts inside, making you shudder and whimper loudly.

He fucks you mercilessly. He bucks his hips fiercely under you, letting you know how much you were torturing him before, letting his eyes savour you but not his body, feeling your everything. His hands touching you, feeling all of your curves and edges in them, his ears listening to your beautiful voice reacting to the sensations he causes to you, extinguishing the pleasant burning sensation of his cock on you, inside of you.

At first he tries to be quiet, but the more he thrusts, the more he feels the ecstasy building up in him, and he can't hold his grunts in his throat anymore. He groans in your ear, with intense passion, as the couch creaks with his thrusts.

In the end, his head falls back, as he comes inside you with a loud sigh. You two stay like that, panting for a while. You lay on Eren's chest, burying your face in it, smelling his calming scent. His palm travels on your hair and ruffles them, as he smiles with much relief.

"Guess we take a shower... Can't stand the sweat..." He says while still petting your hair and back. You agree. After this very pleasing ride you had, you definitely needed some relaxation with your beloved, and maybe a movie after...

~fin~

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Aot x reader: Bedtime routine

Characters: Onyankopon, Floch, Zeke, Jean, Connie, Annie, Porco, Yelena, Mike

Rating: PG (and very cozy), warnings: none

Gn!reader

Read under the cut~

Onyankopon

He always prays before sleep. He likes to sit on the bed, hugging his legs or just crossing them, depending on how he's feeling. He likes when you join the bed and you come close to him, listening to him or even praying with him. He wraps his arms around you and kisses your face a lot after the prayers, and then tucks you under the covers, snuggles you and talks with you until you both fall asleep. He holds your hand while sleeping.

Floch

He's too serious, even before bed. He sits at his office and sometimes he falls asleep there. You have to poke him and make him come to bed. And you always have to remind him to brush his teeth. Sometimes he's too tense and might come off as angry, but at the end he gently wraps an arm around you and shares his warmth with you. You pet his thick hair until you can hear snoring. He likes it even if he doesn't vocally express it.

Zeke

He always reads before bed. Or maybe for the whole night. If you happen to also sleep late you have noticed that. Sometimes you also read with him, leaning on him, or you lay down and let him run his cool hands through your hair. Sometimes you make him hold your hand too. The times he has fallen asleep with his glasses on are countless, and you take them off, help him lie down, cover him well and kiss his forehead.

Jean

Jean just wants to cuddle you. It's the moment he waits for all day, especially when he had a tiring day training or attending diplomatic meetings. All he wants is to feel your body against him, his hands to feel your face and torso, to whine about everything annoying that happened, to kiss your neck and lips, and just enjoy the simple things without complicated night routines. If you comfort him and pamper him a lot he's in heaven.

Connie

He'd try to solve riddles or read funny stories so that he'd make himself sleepy, but he made the mistake to have a lot of caffeine before. He lays on his back and stares at the ceiling, having too many philosophical questions coming to the surface of his head. Sometimes he mutters them out loud, and you put a hand on his chest, telling him to be quiet. Sometimes you give him a massage in the scalp to make him fall asleep finally or Jean will make fun of his sleepiness the next day.

Annie

She doesn't talk much, so there were days you asked her how her day was and she just said *good*. She also isn't too heated about physical contact but she does want it actually. She likes to tangle your legs with hers, it makes her feel rested after tough training. She also likes hands on her nape or sides. She may smile with relief if you rub her sore muscles. Sometimes she nuzzles your neck and hugs you closer.

Porco

He usually returns to the bedroom from the kitchen with a snack. Don't smirk at him because he blushes. Of course he shares with you if you ask. He also likes to listen to radio stories while snacking. You lean on his shoulder and steal a bit of his snack while he's too absorbed with the crime series he's listening to. Eventually, he falls asleep to relaxing jazz the late night program has and you have to take the empty snack containers or plate away from him.

Yelena

She likes herbal tea before bed. Ideally something very hot and relaxing. You also get to see her in her cute underwear with linen details, contrasting her usual black suit. She also likes listening to late night radio programs, especially if it contains interesting people's interviews. She smiles, listening about weird celebrities or deviants. She's the one to wrap a long arm around you and bring you to her chest, sighing with euphoria about the moment.

Mike

He literally lies down and falls asleep like a wood. Not because he's cold to you and doesn't want to spend time with you, but because he's very tired. He appreciates when you rub circles on his back or chest, or nuzzle his hair while he's sleeping. If he's not sleeping that deeply, he wraps a tired arm around you and locks you in his embrace, sniffing your neck a bit to catch the smell vibes. He also made sure to smell nice himself, having showered right before, because he knows better than anyone that smell speaks by itself.

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Not just your Valentine (Finral x gn!reader)

Just a cute little one shot for a valentine's event for our BC server event! It's PG and fluffy, so no warnings!

"Ah, so you're already here, uuuh... I hope you weren't waiting for me too much..." The brown haired young man scratched his head as he saw you sitting on that one lonely bench with the exceptional view of the forest and the mountains.

He awkwardly sat next to you and slid closer, looking down. "How, How are you doing in this special day?!..." He shyly said and looked around him, with an awkward smile.

"What are you hiding?" You curiously peeked behind his back, and he jerked to the side.

"N- nothing, special..." He revealed a pretty box of slightly expensive chocolate and a colourful bouquet of roses and wild flowers. "These are for you..."

You took the gifts with a big smile, smelled the flowers and thanked him with a tender embrace. He was shaking, as he wrapped his arms around you and nuzzled your neck.

"Thank you so much, Finral! You didn't have to!" You opened the chocolates and ate one.

You looked at his embarrassed smile becoming relieved. You raised an eyebrow at his behaviour, but continued the date as planned, looking at the sun shining through the mountains and listening to the wind inside the leaves. Your hand slowly reached his and brushed his fingers.

He winced to the touch and you noticed a blush forming on his face. You held his hand and leaned on his shoulder. "You... You could relax, you know..."

What do you mean, I'm fine..." He sweetly said and rolled his eyes.

"Well, I see it..." You squinted with a bit of irony.

"Ah, fine..." He casually sighed with a grin. "Sometimes I just... You know... I sss-" He clenched his fist tightly and bowed his head as he was struggling to mouth something. "I suck at romance!"

He let out a muffled sob. "B- but! You're important to me... I have tried to date so many people before, I have gone to various mixers, bars, flirted on the streets, but I never was successful at this! I never cared this much other than the fact that my self esteem felt crushed, but now... Now I can't risk it! I just want to earn your heart, you know!..."

"... And you have!"

"I know, I'm so incapable of- Wait, really?!"

"Yes! You really try so hard, and that's so sweet of you, but you already have earned my heart long ago! You're a very sweet and caring guy. I appreciate trying to earn me but it won't necessarily happen if you are perfect by the dating standards." You put a gentle hand on his back and brushed some hair strands away from his face to look at his moved expression. "Just be yourself, Finral!"

Your hand reached one of the chocolates and put it in his mouth. He accepted it, but stayed silent for couple of minutes. Your expression turned worried and you called his name with a frown.

But it turned out that he was just trying not to cry with his mouth full, but couldn't keep it together.

"Oh, what am I going to do with you..." He leaned into your embrace as you extended your hands towards him. He clung to you and wiped his eyes.

Two words escaped his lips. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For being my Valentine..."

"Not just your Valentine, partner..."