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Pairing: ErenxBlackFem!Reader

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Summary: Eren gets his first taste of a black girl in college and doesn’t know if he wants Historia anymore

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You sneaky link Eren to match and y’all fuck the shit outta each other

Y/n keeps his lighter for a few days and it magically finds its way into her pink Nike fanny pack when she’s matching with her friends. She unzips it and reaches in, wrapping her fingers around that green lighter and her body shivers at those sex flashbacks.

“Girl, whatcha doin? Light the blunt!”

“Bitch look like she shook, gimme that shit.”

“What happened to the pink one?”

“Girl, mind ya business.” Y/n plucks the lighter and blunt from her girlfriend’s hand and lights the blunt. She sees the look her girlfriend gives her other girlfriend, lips puckered with an eye roll and a knowing look.

“You see, didn’t I tell you girl? I told you.”

“Mhm, girl you told me.”

And Y/n can’t breathe when both of her girlfriends fix her with sly smirks, crossing their arms and jutting out their hips.

“You know that boy got a bitch, right?” Her other girlfriend questions and Y/n takes a long pull from the blunt, the smoke coming out of her mouth with a shaky, relieved sigh.

Y/n can’t hold it in anymore, she was never good at keeping secrets from her friends- they been rocking with her since middle school. So she tells them everything, about Eren, about the first link, about how good he fucked her, about how Historia walked in on them at the party, about how good he fucked her, about when he told her he liked her, about how they didn’t use condoms, about how she hated the fact that he had a girlfriend, about how shitty she always felt when it comes up, about how good he fucked her and her girlfriend said “Oop!” when Y/n simped over how good he ate her ass and pussy.

“Just be careful out here girl,” Her girlfriend took the blunt and smoked, shaking her head.

Y/n runs her thumb over the lighter and sighs, leaning back against the wall behind her. “I dunno, I just wish shit was different cause-” I really like him

“-Mm! Mm!” Her other girlfriend was talking now, long white claws clicking as she spoke with her hands. “Bitch no ya don’t! That boy is for the streets, you think he won’t leave yo goofy ass for the next hot bitch?”

“Damn bitch, why ya gotta say it like that?” Y/n physically cringes at that, scrunching her face up and looking away. It was always a thought in the back of her mind, it was the thought that pushed her to be cautious and remind herself about their situation. Her friend was right, she couldn’t like him cause that was dangerous.

“Baby girl listen,” Her girlfriend passes the blunt to the other girlfriend and pushes her long tribal braids over her shoulder. “Ion know if I agree with all of this, but if his bitch find outs and she wanna get crazy we most definitely can get crazy too,” Y/n rolls her eyes, her face getting hot as she looked away from her girlfriend. "Cause you know you’re my bitch and I ain’t finna let them white girls jump on you.”

“Off campus though,” smoke comes out of her other girlfriend's nose. ”I’m not getting expelled cause your pussy wanna be hot for a married man.”

Y/n lets a puff of air out from her mouth and a few strands of her orange hair move aside. “If she even finds out,” She reaches out and takes the blunt, closing her eyes as she smokes.

“What do you mean? You do know people saw y’all leaving the pool party- Right?”

“Huh?” Smoke falls out of Y/n’s mouth as she thinks of all the shit she was probably in now and how she was gonna get out. “You deadass, bro?” Y/n sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose, blunt still between her middle and ring finger.

“Girl I told you! Didn’t I tell you this treesh can’t be slick with shit?”

“Mhm, girl you told me,”

Eren keeps her lighter too and it finds its way onto his desk. The mild panic accompanied with Historia seeing it isn’t exactly calming. She’s holding it, turning it in her hand and Eren’s walking up behind her. She thinks it’s cute but doesn’t get to admire the hot color because Eren’s wrapping his hand around hers, taking the lighter from her as he touches her waist and kisses her blonde crown. Historia doesn’t melt into him, she moves away, pushing Eren away from her as she goes over to sit on the bed.

Eren doesn't take her rejection too harshly, he pulls out his desk chair and flops into it, pink lighter twirling between his fingers. He watches her, the way her eyebrows squinch up when she thinks, the way her blue eyes look back and forth between nothing. Historia recalls being there when Eren bought a new one two weeks ago. It was green and she knows this because she remembers thinking how they match his eyes. “What happened to the green one?”

Eren shrugs and flicks the lighter, a hot red flame jumping out. “It’s done, had to get a new one.”

Historia nods her head, acknowledging that it made sense he would have to replace lighters since he was a smoker. Eren thinks he’s in the clear, so he relaxes then she questions him again. “Why’d you leave the pool party with that girl?”

“What girl?” Eren spins the chair side to side, tossing his head back as he stares at the ceiling.

“Blonde hair, pink bikini…Uh, you know…”

Eren snickers cause he knows she’s gonna say it, so he saves her the trouble. “Mikasa’s friend?”

Historia snaps, face lighting up. “Yeah, Mikasa’s friend.” She recalls Y/n’s face and she remembers it because you were in the kitchen when she went to check on Eren.

Eren stops spinning the chair, settling down with his legs spread and hands clasped over his stomach. “Miki asked me to give her a lift, I never got her name.” He gives Historia a confused look, raising his eyebrow a little. “Why?”

Historia shrugs, nervously giggling as she waves her hands. “I was just curious,”

Eren doesn’t reply, he closes his eyes and sinks deeper in the chair. Historia watches him, watches the pink lighter clasped between his tan fingers. Her eyes roll up to his face and she admires her boyfriend’s sharp jaw, how nice his pink lips complimented his tan skin, his dark lashes and his wavy brown hair. She wondered if Eren was lying. His ears didn’t get red anymore, not since Carla anyways. So how could she tell? How could she place this uneasy feeling incubating in her tummy?

“What?” Eren opens one eye, peering out at her and she offers him her own little shrug.

“Nothing,” She leans back a little on the bed, using her palms to support herself. “I wanna fuck,” She pops the ‘K’, setting Eren with a look.

She waits for him to move, but he doesn’t. Eren closes his eye, muttering a curt “Nah,”

Historia pouts, tilting her head so her blonde hair falls over her shoulder and kisses the bedsheets. “Why not?”

“I’m tired.” Eren sighs, opening his eyes to witness her. “Can’t we just chill?”

“Babe, I’ve got a Biology exam in like 30 minutes,” Her voice comes out in a sing-song way as she gets up from the bed and comes closer. “Don’t you want me to do my best?” Historia crawls into Eren’s lap, putting either leg over his sides as she puts her hands on his chest and rocks forward.

“Maybe,” Eren’s hands are on her hips, the lighter on the floor as Historia goes in for a kiss.

Fucking Historia felt all wrong now. Her body didn’t melt into his, they didn’t mesh anymore, he felt cold inside of her, he didn’t burn and throb like he ached for. Gripping her small hips, fingers digging into her blushing skin Eren pounded her to bits. Historia’s gripping the bed sheets, eyes watering, face blushing hotter with a loud “Oh!” every time he rammed into her womb. Historia’s undone around him, pussy swollen and red as it gripped him when he ripped his dick out before slamming in again. She clenches up when she cums and it feels good to Eren for a split second before she’s collapsing on the bed, breathing hard into his pillows.

“You’ll be late,” When Historia turns her head to look at him he’s holding her panties out towards her. “You better pass, too.”

Historia’s still breathing hard and the will to move hasn’t manifested yet so she smiles at Eren’s words and closes her eyes. "Five more minutes,”

It’s late when Y/n’s phone let’s off a ding, a ding that sends her flying onto her bed because she knows it's the one, It’s Eren’s ding. She snatched up her white iphone and nearly yanked it off of the charger as it unlocked when she looked at it. It was Eren. She knew this because she has one simple emoji’s as his contact name, a black heart.

‘Yo,'

Y/n replied with a nonchalant ‘?’ cause we wasn’t about to let Eren know we was simping, the fuck. He’s typing and Y/n doesn’t breath until those three dots turn into a message.

‘Sleep with me, see u in 20.’

Y/n hits him with a ‘K.’ and squeals as she jumps off of her bed. Never in your life had you been so excited over some dick but gaw-fucking-lee that Jeager boy really knew how to fuck and it made Y/n’s pussy hot cause she knew she was finna turn some tricks and fuck him right back by the end of the hour.

15 minutes later Y/n’s bags are packed and she’s spritzing some champagne toast perfume on and fluffing her long hair. She doesn’t get through putting on her lip gloss though, cause her phone dings on her bed again. Y/n had the lip gloss wand in her hand as she went over to the bed and looked down at her phone. It opens and tells her Eren’s outside.

Eren’s parked right in front of the girls dorm so he sees when Y/n comes out of the building, carrying her tote and a VS duffel bag. Y/n’s not expecting him to get out of the car but he does, slamming the door shut before he comes around the back of the car. She’s grateful though, cause the duffel bag was kinda heavy and it’s a relief when Eren takes it from her and tosses it in the backseat.

“What the hell do you have in there?” Eren questions when he closes the black car door, turning to look at Y/n. When she shrugs and tosses her hair, walking up to his car and pulling the passenger door open Eren thinks she’s so damn fine. Her hair was different tonight, burned orange inches with baby hairs and Eren’s never seen her like this gosh, she’s so pretty. Something about the orange makes her glow and Eren starts feeling feelings when she glances back at him before getting in the car and closing the door.

Eren gets in the car and Y/n’s waiting for him, hands in her laps as she watches him close the door and put the car in gear. He looks over at her and she lights up with a cute little smile that’s so contagious he’s smiling too.

“You ready?” Eren asks her, putting his hand on the arm rest and opening his palm. Y/n reaches out and puts her palm against his palm and their fingers intertwined, locked.

“Hell yeah, fasho,” Y/n answers, heart pounding as she settles down in her seat. Eren laughs, pressing on the gas and they roll away from her dorm building. His hand looks nothing like her hand, the colors don’t match but his grip is so firm yet gentle around her. Y/n squeezes his hand just because she wanted to and it prompts Eren to glance over at her, chocolate brown hair moving as he turns his head towards her.

“I’m not gonna lie,” Eren squeezes her hand, eyes quickly flicking back to the road. “I missed you a lot, pretty girl.” Y/n feels her face get hot and Eren smirks when he sees her other hand move up to cover her face through the rear view mirror.

“Shut upppp,” Y/n giggles, turning to look out of the window.

“I’m serious,”

“I missed you too.” Y/n squeezes his hand and he lets her, he’s so relaxed and vulnerable as she squeezes him and her tummy lights up with butterflies.

“I missed you more,” Eren glances at her again Y/n’s watching the stars dance with the moon and she wishes she could dance with them too when Eren squeezes her hand and strokes the back of her thumb.

They get to his dorm building and Y/n holds her tote bag out to him after he gets her duffel bag from the backseat. Eren rolls his eyes and takes the big pink tote from her, but he still bitches about it.

“Why can’t you carry this?”

Y/n’s walking away now, leading the way to his dorm when she waves her hand and doesn’t look back at him as she pops her shit. “Cause I already gotta carry all this ass,”

Eren doesn’t know what to say because he looks at the way her ass was moving in that white sundress and she wasn’t all the way wrong. Eren sighs and locks the car, pressing the lock button on his car keys. They get back to his dorm room and Y/n takes the keys from him to open the door. She let’s Eren go in first before following, gently closing and locking the door before she turns around to see Eren going straight to the bedroom with her bags.

Y/n slips out of her jelly slides and follows Eren to his bedroom in time to see him putting her bags on the bed. She notices the bedding isn’t white anymore, it’s a soft mint green that harshly contrasts against her pink bags. Y/n doesn’t mind it though because maybe the two colors weren’t alike but to her, they somehow matched. Eren plops in his chair, spinning it round and round as he asks her, “You wanna roll up now or later?”

“We could roll up now,” Y/n goes over to the bed and opens her tote bag, pushing some orange strands over her shoulder before she starts digging. Eren’s spinning side to side, eyes on Y/n as she tumbled through her tote bag. Y/n pulls out a holographic purple baggie with Raw rolling papers, grabba and the green lighter. “I got the weed this time,” She admits as she comes over to where Eren’s sitting, offering him the roll up materials.

“I have weed,” Eren laughs a little bit, looking her up and down before he reaches a hand out to touch her waist. “It’s cool,” His eyes are smiling up at her and Y/n can’t look away, roll up grasped in her hand as Eren’s gentle touch on her waist sends tingles over her skin.

“You always roll me up,” Y/n insists when her ears get hot and she looks away, giving him the roll up materials. “It’s like I’m fucking you for drugs or some shit,”

“Don’t say it like that,” Eren snickers as he looks at the holographic purple baggie. It was exotics, “Mermaid Honey”, was the name of the strand and it was an 8th. It didn’t look like Y/n smoked from it yet because the baggie was filled to the brim.

“Who did you cop this from?” Eren questions as he opens the baggie and smells it. The strong sweet scent reminds him of her. “They blessed, it’s packed.”

Y/n reaches out and pushes his chocolate hair out of his view, his green eyes looking up at her as she tucked some of the strands behind his ear to keep it out of his face. “Some rando, I’ll give you his number if you wanna cop from him too.”

Her lips were moving, twinkling like the stars in the night sky and Eren’s listening, taking all her words in as he stared up at her beauty. He gently squeezes her waist, her soft flesh dipping under his fingers. “Okay,” His voice is soft on her tummy before he kisses her there. “Just text it to me,”

Y/n’s hands are still in his hair and she can’t find her words, ears burning hot as she looked down at him. You don’t know why, but you kiss him. Eyes fluttering close as you leaned in for a kiss and Eren tilts his head up, meeting your lips with a soft smooch. She whispers a soft “Hold on,” Before walking out of his grasp and Eren watches her go over to the bed and pluck her phone from her tote. A couple seconds pass before Eren’s phone is dinging in his pocket and he knows she texted him.

“Can you roll up while I change?” Y/n looks over her shoulder at him. “This dress is kinda tight,”

“Why’d you wear that if you knew you were gonna take it off anyways?” Eren’s leaning back in his chair, watching as she pulls the slinky white material down her middle. “You wanted to get cute for me?”

“Maybe,” She hums, glancing over her shoulder at Eren. “Maybe I just liked the dress.” Y/n’s voice has a bubbly lilt to it as she pushes the bunched up white fabric down her waist. She’s not wearing a bra and Eren feels his face get hot when she bends over and pushes the dress down her legs, flashing him.

“Keep frontin’,'' Eren mumbles, head tilting a little as he watches you bend even more, pushing the dress down your calves.

“Yeah, whatever nigga.” It was a pretty sight, enough to send shivers down his spine and make his dick stand up.

“Damn, it’s fat- stay right there, don’t move.” Eren fumbles a bit to pull his phone out of his pocket and swipe the camera on. Y/n hears a click as Eren takes a picture and she jumps up.

“Look how fat your pussy is, Y/n oh my God,” His index and thumb are stroking the phone screen as he zooms in and Y/n rolls her eyes and picks her dress up off the floor.

“Delete it, dummy,” Y/n throws her balled up dress at Eren’s head before turning back to the bed to open her spennanight bag. “Before you end up single.”

“I’ll still have you.” Eren’s clicking his phone off and discarding everything onto his desk before he gets up. In a second he’s looming over her and Y/n doesn’t know what to do when he snakes his hand down her tummy and slides it between her legs.

“Right?” Eren whispers hot against her neck before he kisses her, soft and sweet as he feels her pussy, gently squeezing and rubbing her in a curious manner. Girl your pussy got to thumping and you knew it was up when your nipples got hard and sensitive.

Y/n closes her eyes, sighing as she melts into him. It’s a small breathy “Yeah,” but it’s all Eren needs to delve between her lips and she’s so warm, so wet he can’t help himself. The thought of having Eren all to herself, without Historia in the way, coupled with the way Eren stuffed his fingers up in her pussy and wrecked her was enough to make her eyes roll back.

Eren’s other hand is massaging your breast as he sucks on your neck, tongue stroking jumpy nerves with every suck. Y/n clenches up around his fingers, toes curling and Eren gets rough. Her pussy sang, loud wet squishes with every powerful flick of Eren’s fingers and Y/n gets weak at the knees. Eren doesn’t let her fall, arm under her breast as he held her up.

“Am I being too rough?” His voice is gentle in her ear and Y/n whines, legs trembling as she squirms her hips wanting him to keep going. “I’m sorry,” Eren kisses her neck.

“It’s okay,” Y/n breaths out, eyes fluttering close as Eren places another butterfly kiss on her shoulder, fingers still deep in her pussy.

Eren doesn’t think he’s apologized enough so he kisses his way up her neck again, whispering a gentle “I’m sorry,” between every kiss.

Y/n’s twitching around his fingers and she’s breathing hard, tummy heaving as she lets Eren take care of her. When he runs his tongue over the angry red spots on her neck, swirling and stroking the sensitive skin as he starts working his fingers inside of her again, Y/n’s weak at the knees again. Eren holds her tight, breathing in her sweet smell as he curls his fingers into her gummy spot. God she felt so fucking hot and soft inside Eren reaches deeper, making her cry out.

It’s too much, Y/n’s on her tippy toes pushing back into Eren as her tummy gets real tight and Eren doesn’t stop. She can’t hold it anymore and her eyes fly open to hopelessly watch as she cums, hard. Eren’s palm pressed against her front does nothing to catch it cause soon they’re standing in a puddle cause he keeps going, making her squirt more with every flick of his fingers.

“Wait,” Y/n gasps as she arches her back, running away from his vicious fingers. “Eren, I’m g-gonna-”

“-Stop, just take it,” Eren sighs into her neck, his voice sending warbled trills spilling out of her mouth. ”Take it for me,” His hand moves from under her breast and runs over her tummy, pulling her back in as his fingers hooked into her pussy.

'“Ohh, fuckkk,” Y/n clenches her pussy up and Eren forces her open, fingers grazing her soft spot as he nips her earlobe. She’s squirming as she cums, loud and hot, running down her legs and puddling on the floor.

Eren’s hands are cramping but he strokes her out until he can’t anymore and Y/n’s quivering when he pulls them out of her pussy with a soft squelch. Y/n falls over her bag, turning to look at Eren as he pulls his fingers apart and marveled the strings her pussy juice created. Eren catches her staring and he doesn’t look away as he sucks on his fingers, tasting her. All he can think is fuck, she looks so pretty like that, bent over shaking with her pussy dripping like that.

Eren sucks the last of her off of his fingers and he wants her so bad. He wants to fuck her so bad, god knows it and Y/n knows it too when he licks his palm, tasting her sweet cum. He fucked Historia today, he couldn’t just stick his dick in Y/n after he fucked Historia- that was kinda disrespectful. Y/n commanded respect with the way she walked and talked, carried herself and Eren wasn’t gonna disrespect Y/n or her body like that. He didn’t know why he cared so much, it kinda scared him.

Y/n thinks he’s gonna fuck her when he comes closer, clapping both of her cheeks with his hands, and she’s terrified cause her pussy was trembling. Instead, Eren’s hands run up her ass and dip onto her back to grab her waist. Y/n’s watching him in her side view, watching how his green eyes don’t leave her ass as he rumbles a low “Get on your knees,”

“Okay,” Y/n’s voice comes out soft and baby-like as she puts her knees on the bed, resting her tummy on the duffel bag beneath her. Y/n relaxes and busts it open, presenting her soaked pussy to him. Eren rubs her down the sides of her hips and ass as she settles down, her orange hair splaying on the bed when she lays her head down.

“It’s so fattt,” Eren praises as his hands run down her thighs, eyes glued on her twitching dark pussy. She was so pretty, everything about her was so pretty from her face to her feet to her pretty pussy. Everything was tucked inside so neatly and when he grabbed her ass cheeks and spreads them her pussy smiled at him and he could see the delicate blushing pink flesh. It was driving him crazy.

“This is the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen,” Eren admits and it makes Y/n blush into his sheets. He saw so many different pussies in his time but he never saw one like this. It made him wonder if all the other Black girls he saw on campus had pretty pussies too, but it’s a short lived thought because Y/n’s pussy leaks right there in front of him. The little stream of wetness falls on to the bed and Eren feels his dick throbbing in his pants.

God, he wanted to do so many things to her and he knew exactly how he’d do each one as he touches her pussy, thumb stroking between her pussy lips and grazing over her clit, sending electricity up her spine. Y/n didn’t know why Eren was being so gentle with her, it made you so self conscious with him all up in your business but it felt nice to be vulnerable like this with Eren. Y/n liked how he always hurt her pussy, never her feelings so she lets him.

Eren’s toying with your pussy now, running two fingers up and down between Y/n’s pussy lips as he collects her slick and she’s gently moaning into the sheets. When Eren pushes his fingers into her pussy Y/n tightens her tummy, pushing against his fingers as he sinks them in.

“No, baby it hurts.” Y/n mumbles as he pushes his fingers in as deep as they would go. Eren’s in awe as her fat pussy swallows his fingers up.

“Can’t you take it?,” Eren’s turning his hand, twisting his fingers back and forth in her hole. “You’re taking it so well,”

He brushes her gummy spot and Y/n feels so hot her head hurts. “B-Baby,” Y/n’s tummy tightens with every brush of her gummy spot and she doesn’t run when Eren adds another finger, stretching her pussy.

“Yeah?” Eren answers, a kind lilt in his voice as he works her pussy, twisting his fingers deep inside her as he watches her pink hole stretch and grip his fingers. “You’re gonna take it for me?”

“Yeah,” Y/n moans, pushing her ass back as her pussy swallowed up his fingers. “I’m gonna take it,”

“Take it,” Eren starts flicking his fingers, hooking her.

“Okay babyyy,” Y/n pushes her pussy out for him and takes it, tummy churning as Eren flicked his fingers so violently wetness squelches out of her pussy. Y/n hisses when he hooks her and sinks his thumb into her ass, she’s trembling and Eren’s rubbing the wall inside of her, thumb massaging the spot his fingers hooked up into.

Eren hushes her up with a “Shh,” As he unhooks his fingers, letting her relax as he pushes them as deep as he could before roughly hooking her again, thumb curling up in her ass. Y/n’s shaking and she’s nervous as hell cause if she runs Eren’s gonna tear her a new hole. He’s watching how she stretches and Eren can’t look away from the pink flesh gripping him because he thinks it’s so pretty.

“Eren!” Y/n screeches when the veins in his forearm flare up as he pulls her back a little, pretty brown eyes wide when she whipped around to look at him. On god, fuck him for being so sexy looking at you with those dreamy green eyes and shit eating smirk as he replied with a cool “What?”

“You- You can’t-!” Y/n’s face crinkles up when he tugs at her again and she can’t believe Eren’s really pulling her by her pussy. You’re so flustered Eren decides to give you a break, muttering a small “Relax, girl,” that floats from his lips like water. The warm pads of his fingers dust up her side before he takes her waist, holding her still as he pulls his fingers out of her and Y/n’s tense body relaxes in his grasp

“I was just curious,” Eren says softly, bringing his fingers up to his mouth to taste her pussy juices. Y/n watches, lips parted as Eren sucks her juices off of his fingers one by one. Bitch, you’ve never met a nigga this nasty and Eren was checking all the boxes. Y/n had to remind herself it was dangerous, that he wasn’t hers when Eren hooks his arm around her tummy and pulls her upright. He places a soft kiss on her ear, squeezing her tummy flesh before he walks away, leaving Y/n kneeling on the bed.

“Wait, so we’re not gonna fuck?” Y/n gets off of the bed, turning around to watch Eren sit in his desk chair and reach for the rollup.

“No,” Eren answers, green eyes flicking over to her naked form before he adds a quick. “Not right now,” before he pops the 8th open and sniffs it.

Y/n’s confused and she can’t lie, she feels a little punked. “What?” Her pretty face is surprised the next time Eren looks at her. “Why not?” Y/n’s feeling like something’s wrong and she’s kinda scared- did he think her pussy stank or some? Girl we would fucking die. Eren snickers when Y/n doesn’t even try to hide it when she sticks her hand between her legs before smelling herself.

“There’s nothing wrong with my pussy,” Y/n declares, hands on her hips as she sets Eren with a suspicious look. “You tryna be funny or some, lil boy?” Eren’s feeling feelings, asking himself how she was even here? She’s so fuckin bad, so outta his league, so how did he ever get on to ya sexy ass? ‘How am I gonna get her to stay?’ Eren’s asking himself when Y/n raises her eyebrows and rolls her eyes, orange hair moving when she rolls her neck- challenging him.

Eren sets her with a look of his own, chuckling a mocking. “You don’t want the smoke, I promise you.”

“I want all the smoke,” Y/n’s tone get’s deep with attitude as she insists, stepping closer and posting up. She’s talking with her hands, long red nails clicking and clacking. “Call ya friends too, I’ll spank all ‘em hoes.”

It’s not a threatening action, cause Eren grins up at her and it’s contagious, making Y/n grin too and break character. They’re laughing and it makes Eren’s heart feel so light. When the laughing dies down, Y/n’s tummy holds butterflies and Eren swears her pretty brown eyes are dancing too when she reaches out and gently whacks his shoulder, face getting soft when she says a gentle, “But seriously,” Eren’s still staring at her, giving her all his attention as he takes in every detail of her pretty face. “Why?”

Y/n see’s him hesitate, green eyes flicking away from her own, and it weirdly hurts because you think you already know the answer. “Historia?” You didn’t mean to say it aloud, but you realize you already had when Eren quietly nods, a guilty look on his face as he starts portioning out the weed. She watches as he starts to crush it up and it’s sticky on his fingers.

Y/n’s watching him, and Eren feels her eyes boring into him as he breaks up the weed and she comes closer, prompting him to look up at her. She’s really close, so close he can smell the sugary air around her. “What happened?”

Eren shakes his head, a sigh tumbling out of his mouth when he shrugs and Y/n feels his shoulder moving against her belly. “She’s my girlfriend, I had to.” He looks so tired all of a sudden, so beat down and Y/n can’t believe she’s seeing him like this.

You already know what those last three words mean; Eren fucked her, he fucked Historia. Y/n’s torn, thinking about her friends and her own desires. It was a H O T girl summer, she didn’t have time to be playing with these niggas- it was catch em, dog em, release em, rinse and repeat- Period! Or at least it should have been. Y/n does it, leaning in and placing a kiss atop of his chocolate crown before gently guiding his head to rest against her belly. She does it so gently, a careless but careful action that rattles Eren so much he has to close his eyes and she just takes him away when she hums a “It’s over now, so let me take care of you.”

Eren melts into her, letting out a breath before he loses track of time as he enjoys her and they can’t remember how long they stayed like that before Y/n’s tummy grumbles and Eren hears it. Your ears get hot when Eren pulls away and looks up at you with a boyish grin pulling at his handsome features.

“No wonder you were being bratty,” Y/n rolls her eyes when Eren teases her. “You’re just hungry, aren’t you?”

Y/n retracts all her comfort, playfully pushing Eren’s head away. “Boy, shut up,” She says, walking away to the door. Eren’s watching her ass, that boyish grin still on his face and Y/n glances back at him, tossing a quick “I’m about to shower, then we out.”

Eren gives her a nod and she leaves, the room feeling cold all of a sudden. Eren’s eyes roll over the remnants of her presence in the room and he sighs, slumping in his chair. Of course he knows it’s wrong, she’s wrong, they’re wrong and it’s only the fire she lights inside of him that feels right. Eren starts rolling up, crushing the weed up as he thinks about the time when he actually felt something like this for Historia and it’s like a dose of reality when he realizes it was so long ago.

Eren’s already rolled two blunts when he looks up and Y/n still hasn’t come back. So he decides to just roll another one, reaching for the 8th again. After his mother died and his father left Historia was just always there in any way he needed or wanted and Eren knew he took advantage of her more than a few times. Everything after that was numb as he struggled to just survive and Eren doesn’t like thinking about it. Imagine being numb for so long and then this person, Y/n, comes along-

-Y/n’s back, wrapped in his towel as she breezes into the room. Eren licks the last of the paper, sealing the blunt shut before he puts it down and turns to her. She’s paying him no mind, facing away from him as she dries off.

“Where are we going?” Eren asks after she slides her panties up under the towel, dropping the towel on the bed when her panties are on her hips.

“You wanna cook dinner with me?” Y/n springs the question on him, not bothering to look back for his reaction because she’s too busy lathering on her favorite cupcake lotion. She had been thinking about it in the shower, what they were gonna cook to be specific cause she didn’t wanna think about the fact that Eren fucked Historia and the hurt, betrayed feelings that came after.

Eren’s kinda hungry himself so he answers with a casual, "Yeah, sure why not.” But he pauses in admiring how the glitter in the lotion makes her brown skin deliciously sparkle, throwing out a quick “Wait, it’s like three in the morning-”

Y/n’s rubbing the lotion into her hands when she turns around, moving her leg up a little cause Eren’s looking straight at her front. “My eyes are up here, Eren.” She giggles, using two fingers to point to Eren, getting his attention, before pointing at her face. “And it’s the city, we gon’ find somewhere.”

Y/n looks really delicious in whatever that barbie logo pajama romper thingy was and for some reason Eren likes the fact that the white material is kinda transparent and he can see her warm brown skin peeking through. Eren’s not paying attention to where he’s going while they walk to the car and he almost walks into a wall because of the way her ass was moving. He liked to think he was a titty man, titties were always so enticing but when Y/n showed up with those cakes he had to reconsider.

“Oh!” Y/n smiles as she points at the black Nike slides on his feet. “Twins!” She declares, coming closer and putting her foot next to his. Eren doesn’t know what she’s talking about, cause his slides are black and her slides are bright pink, but he humors her by wiggling his toes before telling her they have to go.

Of course they light that shit up in the car and Y/n lets Eren light it cause it’s bad luck if the person who rolls it doesn’t light it. He passes it to her before they pull off, windows open so it wasn’t a hotbox. Y/n puts on some music and they’re just vibing out, smoking as they drove around town looking for an open supermarket.

“My nigga,” Y/n’s cutting up over the loud music, blunt in her hand as she sets Eren’s ass right. “All you gotta do is drive, I’m the fucking GPS, don’t kill us bro.” She looks back at the road, taking a pull. “Turn right- Eren, son, you’re going too fast!”

“I won’t kill us, promise!” Eren missed the turn cause he’s smacked and gunning it, laughing at Y/n’s yelling. He rolls the steering wheel, taking the next right turn to double back. Y/n passes the blunt before she starts dancing in her seat, singing along to the vulgar song blaring from the speakers.

Eren’s never heard this song before but it’s hype, going on about a big fine bitch throwing pussy in his mouth and Y/n’s feeling it so he smokes, vibing out with you. Eren thinks you’re so fuckin bad when you start killing the hard part, never missing a word. “Boy this ain’t no franchise, this the one and fuckin only, bitches copy I’m the copy right, got the box that niggas like!-”

“-Okay!” Eren’s hyping her up and Y/n’s so hot and bashful, a complete 180 from the confident demeanor she exhibited a few seconds ago. “Run it again, that was fire baby,”

Y/n’s all smiles when she runs that shit again and Eren tries to rap the part but his tongue isn’t as slick as yours and it’s four in the morning and they’re still driving when Eren finally gets it and they kill the hard part together, screaming the lyrics as they flew down the highway. It’s like a dream, we’re simping when Eren takes great care to let Y/n finish the, “Got the box that niggas like,” part before he jumps in again on the “Bitch, I’m from tha south I’ll take you down a notch!”

It wasn’t a bad song and it definitely wasn’t a love song but Y/n sang to him and Eren sang to her and they understood each other. It’s thirty minutes to five a.m. when they’ve been to 3 different neighborhoods and nothings open, so they just grab McDonalds because it's the only option. Y/n’s smacked out of her mind, they both are, eyes red as they fucked the McDonalds up together. It’s thirty after five when they get home and the bed is the only thing catching their attention, with all of Y/n’s bags on top of it.

“Can you move them?” Y/n asks, rubbing her tummy as she yawns and looks off somewhere else.

“They’re your bags,” Eren replies, his eyes dry with every slow blink and his body feeling like lead.

“And?” It doesn’t come out sharp and smart like you intend but it gets the point across and Eren’s moving your bags so you can lay down and as soon as they're gone you flop into his bed face first. You knew your lashes were gonna look crooked in the morning but you’re so tired and when Eren crawls up next to you, throwing his arm over your waist it’s clipped.

It’s around noon when Y/n’s eyes flutter open and one of her lashes is askew and she knows this because the wispy hairs are poking into her field of vision. Y/n forgets she’s not in her dorm room and her mind is kinda hazy from sleep so when she reaches up to pluck the bothersome lash straight off of her eyelid her elbow hits something hard.

“Oww, the fuckkk?" Eren’s up and he’s groaning, pulling his arms from around her to cradle his nose. Y/n gasps and flies up, repeating a soft chorus of “I'm so sorry,” as she tries to pry Eren’s hands away from his nose to see the damage she has done. Eren’s eyes are still hazy with sleep when he looks up at her and Y/n’s so relieved to see he’s not hurt or angry when he lets her take his hands and move them away from his face. He’s cute though, with the sunlight from the window behind them hitting his face just right.

She sighs, sitting on her calves and closing her eyes. “I totally forgot I was even here,”

Eren sits up, pushing the covers away. He reaches for his phone and Y/n watches as he quietly checks it, wondering if this was the part where he told her he had to leave again. It is, because Historia’s been calling since morning and Eren tells her this by flashing her his phone lock screen and Y/n see’s all the missed calls notifications. You can’t really see the look on Eren’s face cause of the way his wavy hair fell into his face, so you just watch and wait until Eren’s done checking his phone. He sends a quick text before clicking his phone off to give Y/n his attention.

“Is everything okay?” Y/n’s question means a lot of things when it rings in Eren’s ears and he only answers one part, telling her he has to go and the way Y/n sags, pretty face dropping really shakes Eren up. Eren notices one of her fluffy lashes are crooked and when he reaches out his touch is like a breeze as he tries to fix it straight. Y/n’s kinda happy about the touch cause she knows she won’t see Eren for a bit after this, so she lets him. It doesn’t comply and Y/n’s shocked when he plucks it right off of her eyelid.

“Why would you do that?” She’s asking, eyes wide and Eren thinks she looks so comical with only one lash on. He offers her a shrug. “It looked like it was lifting up.”

“What if they were lash extensions? And not strips?” Y/n questions as she gently pulls her other lash off and Eren thinks she looks different without the fluffy lashes, but it’s not bad. “You would have ripped my whole fuckin’ eye off, you know that??”

“How am I supposed to know?” Eren’s not really taking her ranting seriously and she knows this when he reaches out and touches her face. It’s a gentle caress that quiets down all your bitching. “Stay here, I’ll be back.”

Eren gets off the bed and when he grabs his car keys Y/n asks him “Where ya goin?”

His answer is short and to the point. “Historia, I’ll be back soon.”

Then he leaves and Y/n’s sitting there on his bed, lashes in hand as the feelings she tried so hard to keep down started to surface. Girl, you felt stupid! Stupid wasn’t even the word- Y/n felt retarded to even think Eren wouldn’t fuck her- she’s his fucking girlfriend. Gosh, it was childish to think Eren wouldn’t fuck Historia while he fucked with her. Why did she even think that?

Y/n tries to shake it off, peering around Eren’s bedroom. She sees the roll up on Eren’s desk and decides to roll up. Y/n sits at his desk, quietly crushing up the weed as she thinks about her situation- cause if we were being honest it’s way fucked up. It’s the first time she considers Historia’s feelings and it reminds her of the time she was in Historia’s shoes- clueless.

Y/n’s already rolled two blunts when she asks herself if Eren would do it to her, cheat on her, if they got into anything serious and she’s thinking about her girlfriend's warning. Wait a minute- Hollon! We wasn’t about to let this nigga get us outta shape, goddamit! It's a hot girl summer- okayyy? Y/n told herself to boss the fuck up on this nigga because what is we doing?

When Eren comes back Y/n’s sitting on his bed, legs tucked under her as she blows smoke out of the window. “How did it go?” She casually asks, ashing the blunt out of the window before offering it to him. Eren joins her with a small “It was alright,” before taking the blunt and smoking. They smoke in silence, casting each other curious glances when the other isn’t looking. It goes on like this until Y/n’s lighting the second blunt and Eren builds up the courage to ask her.

“So you’re mad at me?”

Y/n hasn’t even put the blunt to her lips and the spark from the green lighter has flickered out. It’s quiet for a second and Eren’s looking at her and she’s looking at Eren and there’s no way she can lie when he’s staring into her soul like that. With a small shrug, Y/n puts the blunt to her lips and says a small. “Maybe,” the smoke coming out of her mouth as she spoke.

Eren hits her with a “Why?”, tilting his head a bit.

“Why do you think I’m mad?” Y/n asks as she passes him the blunt and Eren takes it, appreciating the way the sun makes her brown skin glow. It made her look golden, even the finest wrinkles on her face light up gold and Eren likes it.

“‘Cause you’re not talkin’ to me,” He smokes, pulling 3 times. “You’re always talkin’ to me,”

Y/n likes the way he lets the smoke out of his nose and you realize you’re twiddling your fingers because you want to tell him, but how does one even go about it? Baring your heart to a stranger? “I’m not mad,” It’s soft and you can’t meet Eren’s eyes.

Y/n’s chest feels so tight when this wave of emotions surge through her body, making the hairs on her arms stand up. Your eyes are on the bed and your vision gets blurry with tears. Y/n tries so fucking hard to remind herself it’s a hot girl summer and she shouldn’t be crying over this nigga but it doesn’t work cause Eren’s watching when the tears start falling into her lap and wetting her hands.

Eren doesn’t offer her the blunt, he only offers her a soft, “Talk to me,”

“It hurts, y’know?” Y/n sniffles and wipes her eyes, not looking at Eren as she admits the truth. “When you leave me to go to her,” She tells him how it hurts, about how shitty it makes her feel, about how much it actually hurt when she found out he fucked Historia and the guilty look that takes over his face as she bears her heart is enough to send the tears falling again.

“C’mere,” Eren smokes and when Y/n looks up he’s holding it for her. Tears staining her cheeks and eyes closed, you come closer, leaning in to let Eren blow the smoke into your mouth. When it’s all in, Eren kisses you. A soft, gentle peck.

“I got you,” He tells her, his words kissing her lips a second time. ”I promise,” When she opens her eyes Eren kisses her. It’s soft at first, Y/n pressing her lips against Eren’s and he asks for permission, tongue swiping against her bottom lip. She sighs into the kiss, letting him in and her heart’s hammering inside of her as it gets sloppy and Y/n’s mind is carried away.

Everything is a figment of the past cause he just kisses her. Over and over again and they end up laying together on his bed. She’s snuggled up in his side, hand on his chest as she inhales his neck and he’s smoking. He gives her the smoke and she takes it, and they kiss until it’s gone and he has to start all over again. It’s fun, all she can think about is being there with him and all he can do is hold her cause he doesn’t want her to go. When it’s done Eren and Y/n just lay there staring at the ceiling, smacked as fuck.

Y/n realizes this is the first time she’s been alone with him without having sex. She can feel Eren’s body next to her, under her and it's so warm, pulsing with life and Y/n doesn’t know what to do. They always had sex, the only time they laid in silence was after and even then it was justified. This silence was not justified and Y/n started to realize she knew nothing about this boy. She knew nothing about Eren other than his name, his age, the fact that he had a girlfriend and that he liked to smoke. They went to the same college and she didn't even know his major- this was raising some red flags and Y/n comes to the realization that Eren's kind of a stranger to her.

“What’s your favorite color?”

“Do you really wanna know?”

“Duhh,"

“It’s Green,”

“Why?”

“Reminds me of home,”

Y/n perks up because she’s curious now, she never even asked him where he was from. Eren looks like a typical local white boy, but the way he says “Home” tells you it’s definitely not here. It’s crazy, there’s never anytime for talking when they’re fucking.

“Home? Where are you from?”

“Germany.”

Y/n gets up, propping herself up on her elbow as she looks down into Eren’s calm face. “Really? So why aren’t you going to college in Germany? And can you speak it?”

Eren stares up at her, taking her pretty face in and he reaches out, pushing some orange hair over her shoulder before he answers with a coy. “Das ist eine lange geschichte, (It’s a long story,)”

Y/n’s eyes go wide even though she doesn’t know what he said, the mere sound of another language coming from his lips switched her perception of him and it amazed her how different his vibe became when he spoke German. Eren snickers at her surprised expression and he caresses her face, thumb stroking her cheek.

“Maybe one day I’ll tell you,” He says and Y/n wants to know now, but she respects it because they’re still kinda strangers- strangers who have raw sex- but you wouldn’t open up to him about your past either, so you understand.

“Do you have any siblings?” Y/n questions as she lays down again, hand feeling his chest and rubbing down to his tummy as she stares up into nothing.

“One,” Eren admits. “Mikasa.”

“Mikasa?”

“Yeah, Mikasa.”

“I thought she was just a friend?”

“No,” Eren sighs, closing his eyes and taking her hand in his own. “Miki’s my sister.”

“Miki?”

“Miki.” Eren doesn’t explain it and Y/n doesn’t press cause there’s nothing really to explain, Mikasa obviously meant a lot to him.

“We have biology together,” Y/n admits after a small silence. Eren asks her a calm, “Really?” and she says “Yeah, she’s the reason I met you.”

“Oh,” Eren says. “Do you think we would’ve met without her?”

Y/n hums for a bit, her heart speeding up when he squeezes her hand. Y/n really doesn’t know, because she had her own crowd and Eren had his own crowd and the people from her crowd never mixed with Eren’s crowd. Mikasa was the only link. “I don’t know.”

“I’m kinda happy we did though,” Eren turns his head to look at Y/n. “Cause I’ve been needing a smoking buddy,”

It’s Y/n’s turn to laugh and when she does he kisses her, stealing it right off of her lips. God, it was so nasty! Eren said fuck all the pleasantries, he just stuck his tongue in her mouth and she sucked on it like a slut. Eren rises up over her and she lets him, laying back on the bed as he takes control and tastes her mouth. She’s not expecting him to pull back but when he does she chases him. It knocks the wind out of her when he chokes her, pushing her back down onto the bed as he hovers over her and Y/n’s never swallowed spit before but she swallowed all of it when Eren spat in her mouth.

You swallowed it nice and slow as he gave it to you, slowly letting it fall into your mouth and that boy looked straight into your eyes as you swallowed it all. Y/n wasn’t focused on the taste, she was focused on the fact that it belonged to him and her pussy got to thumping so damn hard when he spit in her mouth again. Eren doesn’t let her swallow it, he kisses her again and they swap it. This was new, she never kissed like this before and spit was gross- but not Eren’s spit though. Y/n knew she would drink it all day if he let her and that was fucking dangerous.

“Mnnn,” Y/n whines when he pulls back, pretty brown eyes low as she bites her lip. “I wanna fuck, please.” He was denying her that head splitting titan dick since last night and Y/n feels as if she’s going crazy. Her whole body is hot, she’s burning and the crotch of her pajamas are so damp it’s uncomfortable.

“No,” Eren whispers before he smooches her lips, soft and quick. “Not yet.”

Gosh she looks so sexy, pleading up at him like that and Eren wants to do it- he wants to fuck the wig off this fine ass bitch again. But he steels himself. Not yet. So he kisses the tip of her nose and presses his forehead against her own, sighing.

It wasn’t enough, Historia didn’t give him enough and he’s furious he wasted dick on her. He regrets it cause he could have been beating Y/n’s doonies down right this moment, he could have been filling her up and oh god he wants to so bad. Eren’s hand rips the buttons of her pajama romper open and you arch your back, pushing your chest out when he grabs one of your tits. The way Eren squeezes you before pulling at your nipple sends shivers down your spine.

“Don’t be so mean,” Y/n’s voice is nothing but a whisper against his lips and Eren groans, squeezing her other breast, hard. He squeezes harder, her flesh aching in his touch and Y/n whimpers when he pinches her nipple this time before he pulls it. Eren kisses her lips as he pinches her nipple again, swallowing up her moan when he pulls it one last time. The kiss breaks and it’s quiet when he pecks you one last time.

“Sexy ass,” Eren praises against your lips, retracting his hand from inside of your pajamas. He rubs your belly though, giving it a little squeeze before he sits up. “Come on, shower with me.”

Y/n grabs his hand when he moves to get off of the bed and pulls him back to her. “I don’t care,” She murmurs, confusing Eren a little but he knows what the fuck is going on when she collects him by the collar and tugs his face down to her own. “It’s my dick too,” Eren’s eyes flutter close when she kisses him, gentle soft pecks. “Give it to me,” She kisses him one last time and Eren’s touching her, hand inside of her pajamas running south. “Please?”

They’re nose to nose and Eren can’t look away from her, he can’t deny her either especially when she asked so politely. Eren sucks in a breath, taking her in as he licks his lips. “For you,” His breath is hot on her lips and this sends shivers down your spine cause Eren’s hand is sliding into your panties now. Eren kisses you, hot and sloppy and Y/n can’t breathe but Eren tastes so good so you kiss back, lips, teeth and tongues clashing.

Y/n opens her legs a little more when Eren’s touching her pussy and she’s so wet, his fingers between her lips rubbing her clit in such a sweet motion that makes her moan into the kiss. Eren pulls away, breaking the kiss to tell her, “Fuck, you’re so wet,”

Y/n’s deadass when she tells him, “So, fuck me.”

Like a soldier Eren moves, getting between her legs and her legs are in the air when Eren grabs her hips to pull her closer. Y/n’s watching when he takes her leg and kisses her calve before he licks it, long tongue covering the distance to her ankle. Y/n’s skin is cold where he licked her when he pulls away and she’s hot for his touch until Eren pushes the hem of his grey shorts down and his big dick jumps out. Y/n swallows when it slaps against his tummy and her pussy starts twitching real hard.

Eren snaps her out of it with a “Take this off,” as he tugs at the rest of the buttons over her tummy. Y/n makes quick work of pulling her arms out of her pajamas and pushing the white and pink fabric down her hips and Eren drags them up her legs. He tosses it to the side and Y/n has no time to think when Eren grabs her legs and boxes her little sexy ass up, holding her ankles with one hand and pushing her legs all the way behind her head.

Her dark pussy looked so pretty spread open for him like that and the wet glimmering of her pink folds drew him in. Y/n can’t bend that way and she tries to tell him with a nervous “Baby, w-wait this kinda hurts-” but he’s not listening as he teases her pussy with the tip of his dick, moving his hips a little to drag it up and down on her slick pussy lips. “-Shut up,” Eren murmurs as he mates her, her pussy squishing around his dick as he splits her head ramming it in. Y/n forgets how to breathe, eyes wide she struggles to breathe cause Eren’s crotch to crotch with her, pushing her legs back further as he whines out her belly.

Fuck, her pussy was so hot and it drove Eren crazy, the way she squished around his dick every time he grinds against her womb. Y/n tightens her tummy, dragging a groan from Eren when she pushes against his dick cause it’s so deep. Eren listens this time, pulling his dick out of her belly and she lets out a soft, whiny “Fuckkk,” when rams up into her pussy again. There’s no talking when Eren starts stroking her pussy out cause Y/n's fighting real hard for that dick, pushing her pussy out and it makes her pretty brown eyes roll back every time Eren stabs her soft spot.

Watching you get so hot and bothered on his dick makes Eren so proud and Y/n feels like her head is about to split open, she can’t hear, feel or see anything but Eren. He keeps her here with his firm grasp, looking into her with those gleaming green eyes and stroking her until she lets out a loud sob and he’s in her belly, tearing it to shreds. Y/n’s not fighting anymore, the tears in her eyes doing something dangerous to Eren when he starts pounding her pussy to bite size pieces.

“Ohhh!” Y/n sobs, hand shooting down between her legs to push against Eren’s tummy to slow down his strokes. “It hurts babyyy,”

Eren stops, breathing hard and dick throbbing he tells her, “Move your hand,”

Y/n hesitantly complies, moving her hand to let him in but when he stuffs his dick back up into her pussy Y/n’s whining and pushing against his tummy again. Eren’s annoyed, he wants her sweet fat pussy so bad and it annoys the fuck outta him that she’s denying him. Y/n’s shook, her heart in her throat when Eren snarls a venomous “Move your fucking hand or else it’s gonna be worse,”

Y/n moves her hand, fingers trembling, she clutches them to her chest as Eren pushes between her pussy lips.He's slow this time, gauging her reaction as he slowly opens Y/n up. Once he’s crotch to crotch with her he lets her legs down and she stretches them over his shoulders, relaxing a little bit.

“Does it still hurt?” Eren’s massaging her thighs, fingers kneading her flesh and she shakes her head, giving him a little “Not anymore,”

Never breaking eye contact Eren starts a slow rhythm inside of her and Y/n lets him take care of her. Eren feels as if it's him holding the reins again and he’s gentle with her, gauging her pretty reactions every time he rocks into her sweet pussy. It’s starting to hurt so good and Y/n can’t help herself when she starts fucking back, rocking her hips up into him, meeting his strokes and Eren squeezes her thighs, nuzzling his nose into her flesh and she feels the hot puffs of his pants on her skin. He’s winding her up, tightening her tummy and Y/n’s clenching up cause she doesn’t wanna cum so soon. Eren pulls her thighs apart and comes closer, leaning down, he’s face to face with her and Y/n’s legs wrap around his waist and his body is pressed flush against her own. Her breasts are hot against his chest and her belly fits against his own so perfectly.

Y/n thinks it’s embarrassing that her pussy squelches around his dick with every flick of his hips, her ears are hot but it feels so fucking good in your tummy. Eren hears it and it fuels him ever more. Y/n’s opening her legs wider and Eren’s sinking deeper, his strokes speeding up again. Y/n’s breathing hard, moaning with her fingers tangled in Eren’s hair as she pulls him in for a kiss. Eren kisses you, swirling his tongue in your mouth and muffling your cries when he starts giving your pussy slow deep strokes cause he’s so close.

The kiss breaks and Eren’s panting in time with his strokes, mouth open as he fucks into her. Y/n’s cooing, eyes sincere in his own and her hands are all over him, running up and down his back, squeezing his ass before starting all over again as he moves against her. He’s tired and Y/n wants more, she needs more so she splays his ass open, pushing his hips down to encourage his strokes and god, Eren can’t help himself, letting loud groans as Y/n sluts him out.

Eren gives it to her and she takes it, still pushing his hips down as she encourages him with a breathy “Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”

“I won’t,” Eren pants, sweat dripping down into Y/n’s face. “I promise I won’t.” Y/n’s clenching her pussy up around him and he’s fighting, forcing her pussy open with each wet stroke. She’s creamy, staining his crotch with every squelch as pressure builds in her tummy. Eren’s balls are churning, fire searing his spine every time he stabs her womb and they slap against her ass. It's too much, this sexy little bitch under him, milking him, toying with him, it's all too much and Eren buries his face in her neck as he strokes her out. Y/n holds him, wrapping her legs tight around him and he can’t move so he just grinds inside of her, pressing against her soft spot.

Y/n squeezes him tight when she cums, heels digging into his back as she clenched her pussy up real tight around him, drenching the bed underneath them. She’s wet, clit and nipples sensitive as Eren grinds her out. He smells so good, and Y/n can’t believe he’s actually here- here inside of her. What if he disappears? Y/n doesn’t wanna think about it, she just wants to live in the moment. Her hands trail up to cradle his head, fingers tangled in his chocolate waves as she cherishes him close and Eren’s still digging her out and it still hurts so good. Eren’s breath is hot against her neck when he cries out, pressing deep inside of her as his soul flies out of his balls and manifests as thick, hot spurts you can feel shooting against your womb.

Eren pulls out and flops on the bed next to her. He waits until he catches his breath to ask her, “So, you wanna shower and then fuck? Or do you just wanna fuck right now?”

Y/n’s staring at the ceiling when she hears him and she laughs a little, turning her head to look at him. “Boy, you got me leaking n’ shit right now, what do you think?”

There’s a playful smirk pulling at Eren’s lips when he turns his head to look at her. “Shit, it’s up to you, Girl.”

“I mean, I’m on whateva.” Y/n reaches down between her legs and swipes some slick and cum from her pussy and Eren watches as she plays with it, creating strings between her fingers.

“Let me taste it,” Eren tells her and Y/n glances at him to see if he’s serious and he’s deadass so she rolls over on top of him and his body is so warm against hers and Eren licks the slick off of her fingers when she holds them out.

“Boy, you so nastyyy,” Y/n praises as Eren takes her fingers into his mouth, swirling his tongue around and in between them as he cleans his plate. Her fingers leave his mouth with a ‘pop’ and she kisses him, curious about the taste of their special concoction. It tastes bittersweet but Y/n relishes in it, licking her lips when she pulls back from the kiss.

They’re in the bathroom getting ready to shower and Y/n’s making a big deal about her inches. Eren doesn’t care about all of that though, his hands cupping and squeezing your breast in front of the mirror as you try to put your hair up. Y/n tries really hard to ignore him, thinking about all the work she would have to do if her hair got wet. He’s playing with your nipples now, pinching and rolling them between his fingers and Y/n knows what he wants cause his dick is hard, poking against her ass. She finishes putting her hair up and it sits pretty pinned up by a claw clip behind her head.

“Come here,” Y/n has another claw clip when she turns around and Eren quirks his eyebrow at her, hands rubbing her sides. “So your hair doesn’t get wet too,”

“I don’t mind it,” Eren answers but he bows his head all the same, letting her push his wavy strands back and clip it back into a messy bun. When she’s done Y/n smiles up at him, her hands cupping his cheeks.

“Your forehead is big as fuck,” She teases as she pinches his cheeks, adding a quick, “But I like it though,” when Eren laughs.

“You too, I could watch a movie on your shit.”

“Wow- just get in the shower.”

It’s around three in the afternoon when Eren drives her back to her dorm building. He helps Y/n with her bags, leaving them by the door when she invites him in. Eren gets sex flashbacks seeing the pink interiors of her dormroom. He remembers her throwing that ass on his dick and the hairs on his arms raise, his mouth going dry. He doesn't wanna leave you, not yet but he has to. Y/n turns to face him and offers him a shy smile. Eren gets the feeling that theres nothing to look forward to- everything is gonna be bland, boring when he leaves and it won't light up again until he's with you again.

“I guess you have to leave now,” She says, reaching out and pulling one of the strings on his grey hoodie. She’s not tugging it too hard to make them uneven so Eren lets her, shoving his hands into his matching sweatpants.

“That doesn’t mean I want to.” His voice is soft, stirring butterflies inside of her.

“Then stay,” She twirls his hoodie string, taking a step closer.

“I can’t,” Eren doesn’t like how her pretty face falls, so he takes his hands out of his pockets and pulls her in for a hug.

“Then come back,” Y/n mumbles into him as she melts, closing her eyes when they begin to rock together. “You’re my smoke buddy,”

Eren lets out a hearty laugh and Y/n feels it vibrating her body so she laughs too. “So, Match?” Eren asks when he pulls back, hands on her hips as he looks into her and Y/n’s deadass when she says.

“Fuck yeah, Match.”

Happy Birthday Eren Yeager😍😮‍💨🙈

my attack titan king

tatake tatake

this ate fr😮‍💨

Rockstars boyfriend’s // E. yeager, A. alert

— *•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ black fem reader! double penetration, thigh riding, bad boys eren and armin, drug usage (sniff, sniff), lots of kissing, bxb kissing, unprotected sex

— *•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ i have not been able to write like AT ALL! but i do have soooo many thoughts so i’ll just write like this for now :) enjoy

i’ve come with thoughts again tehehe

let all just close our eyes and imagine! rockstar boyfriend’s eren and armin! the two bad boy rockers falling hard for their chubby pretty princess who loves the color pink!

her short skirts and pink crewnecks, with a matching matching headband was the complete opposite to their leather pants and crop top comb, dark eyeliner and heeled black boots

they held childish demeanors, loving how they were labeled “bad boy in the hills”! they loved fighting, and causing chaos among the media. and what they loved most was showing off their girl

it was already a shock when it was announced that they had the same woman, but the pictures they gave the media was wayyy worst. hands up your skirt, smudging your lip gloss as they pulled you into a nasty spit dripping kiss, even one where your neck was covered in their dark purplish love bruises that hurt from touch but also made you cum from pleasure

they loved making you put eyeline on them before the show! cover their face in lip stick kisses, and pat blush on their cheeks.

they would both look at each other with lazy smirks while you straddling them somehow turned into you rubbing your pussy against their pants

you would wet up not just one, but both of their thighs because if you do one you absolutely have to do the other! they would go on stage just loving that if anyone looked close enough they would know exactly what happened

but let’s get down the the real tea, eren and armin were crackheads (literally). my mind can’t go far without pictures them putting a line on your ass and sniffing it off with a 100 dollar bill. they would sniff and lean back against the backstage couch looking so out of it, gone from the world

they would never let you try such act always telling your to keep the innocence inside of you, and how you were too pretty. to take it off of your mind both would both enter you — one in each hole, when one goes out, the other goes in.

the room is intense with the smell of sex, weed, and expensive liquor! your moans are loud from the constant pleasure

while your face was deep in armins chest, your mind was so gone from telling yourself how you couldn’t pass out, you wouldn’t pass out — the two men were looking deep into each other’s eyes

it wasn’t until eren slapped your ass delivering on more thrust that he gripped armins neck and tongued him down filling your ass

it’s never a dull moment with those two :)

Creampie | Eren Yeager x fem reader

synopsis: You and Eren have always been careful with protected sex until there’s no more and you want each other bad.

wc: 1.8k tags: 18+ ONLY content + explicit smut: minors and empty blogs DNI + not beta read + + preestablished relationship + Eren might be a little ooc? I don’t know I like writing him flirty + pet names + mentions of sex toys and condoms and birth control + handjob + mutual masturbation + consensual picture taking + fingering + unprotected sex + creampie + car sex + any missing tag lmk!

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“They make like ten different kinds and flavors,” Eren said grabbing the box of multi-condoms off the wall while whispering the last word with wide eyes. You couldn’t help but laugh at the way he scanned the section dedicated to safe sex.

“You’re supposed to use a condom even with oral sex too so that’s why they have flavors.”

Eren rolled his eyes putting the box back picking a new one out showing it to you. “Then what’s the point of a blowjob if I can’t feel your wet and warm mouth?” He asked and teased softy bopping your nose making you scrunch it up taking the package from his hand reading it.

“Well, when they’re married like us I highly doubt they do it, and women are supposed to use a dental dam when you go down on them.”

“Good thing you’re the only one sucking my dick and I’m going down on you, huh? I would hate not being able to taste that sweet-” You placed your hand over his mouth moving closer whipping your head side to side making sure no one was around.

You felt him chuckling as he stared at you licking your palm watching as you pulled away wiping his spit on his shirt.

“We’re in a sex shop sweetheart, if I say sweet pussy do you think they’re going to care? Behind me is nothing but a wall of fake dicks.” Eren said pointing his thumb behind him as he kept looking through the condoms laughing still as you elbowed him and rolled your eyes.

“I know, but still, I don’t want anyone to hear us, which box are you getting? We have to get on the road here soon if we want to make it to your parent’s house for the weekend.”

He put the box back and placed his hand on the small of your back walking towards the bondage section. “I have some in my car we can use, plus I highly doubt we’re going to get enough time alone anyway. My mom is all about you.”

Eren sighed and grabbed a box of silk tie-downs, you looked at him raising an eyebrow catching his attention. “It’s for me.” He teased grabbing a few more items before walking around with you, the longer you two spent in there the touchier he got, at first it was just light brushes but now his hand was full-on grabbing your ass and kissing your neck.

“This place is getting my horny, and while those pocket pussies might be nice it’s nothing compared to yours.” He whispered, his lips felt soft against your ear as he stood behind you in line.

You laughed covering your mouth turning around to kiss him holding the back of his neck pulling away patting his chest. “You’re always horny, and I’m serious you need a filter.” You teased letting him wrap his arms around you taking another step in line, quickly you both reached the checkout counter, paid for everything, and walked out hand in hand to his car.

He opened the door for you first then put the bags in the back before sliding in the driver’s seat reaching down to hold your hand, kissing each finger stopping at your ring twirling it around a few times before pulling out of the parking space.

“Still horny?” You asked leaning over pecking his lips letting your hand drift down to cup his bulge.

“Didn’t you say I’m always horny? Want to have a quickie before we leave town?” He asked turning his head to look at you once he reached a stoplight, on instinct your legs pressed together feeling the dull ache between your thighs, Eren took notice and smirked resting his hand on your knee as you nodded grabbing his wrist pulling him closer.

You shook your head and ran your fingers through his hair resting your hand on the back of his neck. “I can’t believe we stopped at a sex shop before we left, do you have the condoms?” You asked watching him pull away from the light driving around looking for somewhere private.

“Glovebox.”

Quickly you opened it seeing the box seeing it was already opened and empty. You furrowed your eyebrows and plucked it from between a stack of papers putting it in Eren’s lap as he pulled into an empty parking lot behind a building away from any possible prying eyes.

“What?” He asked grabbing it and attempting to dump the contents out. “Oh shit, we used them all last weekend on our picnic.”

You looked at him chewing on your bottom lip, you were on birth control but still wanted to be careful. “Just cum inside me, you’ve always talked about how hot you’d think it would be to do that.”

Eren whipped his head up to stare at you with wide eyes, his eyebrows shooting up almost to his hairline as he tossed the box behind him and grinned leaning over cupping both cheeks in his large hands. “Are you serious? We’ve been so careful-”

You cut him off slotting your mouth against his pressing your lips into his, needy and desperate, the earlier talk in the store and his touches left you yearning for more of his touches and dirty whispering, slowly you swung your leg over his straddling him, Eren moved his hands down to your hips holding them as he deepened the kiss stroking his tongue with yours.

“I’m very serious Ren, cum in me, please.” You whispered resting your forehead against his, his breath caught in his throat as he leaned his seat back bunching your dress up around your waist tracing the lacy hem of your panties hooking his finger in the band moving the fabric to the side.

He groaned dipping his fingers between your lips collecting your slick before bringing them up to your mouth smearing the essence. “Taste how sweet you are.” He whispered feeling his cock stiffen more as you whined softly holding his wrist pressing your cunt against him.

Eren watched you lick your lips shutting your eyes gripping his shirt tugging on it. “Enough teasing Eren, I thought this was supposed to be a quickie?” You whispered tugging his shirt up raking your nails over the taut skin watching his muscles ripple under your touch, his hand that wasn’t keeping your panties to the side snaked under your shirt to grope your breast.

“You love it when I tease though, now you don’t?” He asked moving his other hand back down to your panties spreading you open to get a look at the glossy skin, beads of arousal dripped down making a mess of your underwear, his thumb came up to caress your clit pressing in slightly rubbing every so slightly.

“Like that baby girl?” He whispered slowly sinking a finger in the plush of your cunt, the rough pad grazed your g-spot, you bucked your hips curling your fingers in his shirt pulling him closer to kiss him again parting the seam of his lips with your tongue sucking on his as you ground down on him.

Pleasure and heat bloomed in your lower belly as he added another digit working them in and out, the wet squelching of him fingering you resonated in the car along with your moans, you threw your head back and let go of his shirt planting your hand on the roof of the car while unbuckling his belt pulling it free. “Help me.” You whispered looking down at your hand trying to unbutton his jeans.

Eren quickly helped you pulling his zipper down then pushing away the rest of the fabric to reveal his cock that leaked with pre-cum, the pretty head swollen and flushed, you wrapped your fingers around the base stopping to collect the clear pearled cum that dripped down using it to jerk him off slowly, the both of you matched paces, he leaned back in kissing you trailing his hand up to hold the back of your neck tilting your head.

“Wanna cum in your pussy baby.” Eren moaned lost in the sensation of your warm cunt hugging his fingers, your grip tightened for a brief moment before pulling away licking away the evidence of his excitement before scooting back to his knees as he kept your panties to the side slowly pulling his fingers out to hold his shaft slapping the length of his dick against you with a smirk before swirling the bulbous head against your clit.

“Ren.” You moaned sitting up slightly feeling just the tip slide in past your slick entrance, he could feel you fluttering around him already before he could say anything you sat down fully taking him in all the way to the hilt.

Both of you gasped at the sensation, you of being so full, him of your cunt sucking him deeper as you held his shoulders grinding your hips down catching your clit on the swell of his pubic bone each time you rutted back and forth.

“Oh-shit-you feel so good sweetheart, I love the way your pussy just takes me in, I’m going to make a mess out of your cunt.” Eren grunted looking down and seeing a thin sheen of both of your arousals coating his dick, the sight made him throb inside you.

“Eren!” You moaned throwing your head back again while keeping your dress up going faster, your legs burned with keeping this position making you work harder for your orgasm.

“Time is ticking.” He whispered seeing the glow from the clock behind you.

You lifted your head up and looked at him furrowing your eyebrows wrapping your arms around his neck resting your forehead against his pecking his lips.

“Then shut up and cum in me.” You groaned lifting your hips up and then going down creating a perfect rhythm for the both of you, your climax came apart settling over you like the thin sheen of sweat that covered you and Eren.

Eren gripped your hands that fell down to his chest linking his fingers with yours thrusting up into you drawing out your orgasm, his was close behind without the thin barrier of the condom he couldn’t help himself, and the way you pulsed warm and tight around him, the way you moaned his name with your head thrown back in pure bliss was enough to push him over the edge.

His eyes fluttered shut as he squeezed your hand cumming in thick hot spurts that you could feel, you stilled and gasped looking at him, hair stuck to his forehead and his lips were swollen, and his chest was heaving as opened his eyes to kiss you again holding both of your cheeks.

“I think we should do this again.” He whispered helping you off his lap and into the passenger seat lifting your dress up while pulling his phone out taking a picture of his cum that dribbled out of your cunt smearing against your panties.

“Why did you take a picture?” You asked and laughed fixed your dress then his shirt.

“Keepsake is all, and for jerking myself off later when you’re not around.” Eren teased before buckling you up.

➔ ﹒☼ Hot in herre. ☄﹑

Pairing — Basketball bf! Eren x Fem! Reader. —⁠☆

Synopsis — After his game Eren promises to treat you to something, but he can't deny his bratty girlfriend when she pleads for it a little earlier.

Cw — Smut (Mdni), Reader is imagined w big tits n thighs, also wears glasses, Awkward/shy! Eren, Virgin! Eren, you both have matching necklaces aw, Reader has curly hair, semi-public sex, boobjob w bra on + missionary, Praise: Angel + baby, etc, sprinkle of aftercare, goofy ending idk. + Inspired by @/kazushawty's cai bot.

Word count 3.5k + 59 paragraphs. FT @honeybleed @zarihaaa

"Okayyy, I see you, baby. Score against that corny ass motherfucker!!'' Your hands flapped up and down like some dehydrated bird, yet pridefully cheering for your tall, handsome brunette-haired boyfriend as you jumped up with an unstable theatrical landing. Your friend swore your expensive tortoiseshell Prada glasses flew off your face with the way they crashed like an airplane in turbulence onto Naj's lap as she gasped, jolting at the scene.

Way too energetic, but of course you were; this was your boyfriend's big game you were talking about, or everyone was talking about. Eren was one of the best players at the Shiganshina Eagles, and the way he was straight up bullying people on court made the crowd believe he had this fake Disney bad boy persona going on for him behind the scenes.

Which was completely wrong; you, his friends, and everyone on Eren's team knew he was the shyest yet most chill person on earth. He'd feel nervous simply about ordering his own food, even going outside he'd feel anxious to the world his heart only being at rest when you tagged along his every errand enjoying your sunshine-like presence so Eren of course loved his "He said no pickles." Girlfriend, he wasn't sure what he'd do without you if he were honest.

You've always wondered what he'd do if he ever went professional, playing basketball doing tons of interviews and invites to different social media stars podcasts, channels, or Twitch streams, but you figured he'd probably beg for you to come along with him. It was silly to think about how awkward Eren could be off the court, and somehow he was extremely clingy to you. That was something you loved about him, though.

People would also assume he had a six-flag line of girls before you, which is another horrendous misconception, especially since he rarely talked to anyone outside of his small circle. He may have dated Mikasa in the past, but it was just a bumpy early stage in life that either one of them refused to talk about; embarrassed they've ever dated.

It didn't mean you and Mikasa were enemies, though; the two of you were actually good friends, hanging out often. It shocked most people that you didn't fit the new girlfriend battling the crazy ex-girlfriend drama.

The thing that appalled you entirely was Eren telling you he's a virgin; body count didn't really matter to you as long as the guy under discussion didn't have thirty-something bodies, and on top of that, questioning a woman's body count.

You couldn't lie; it was very attractive to you that Eren decided to eventually wait for the right person to come along for that type of moment, or maybe it was just generally Eren's mindset on life that made him attractive. Either way, today was the day your boyfriend promised you after his game he'd treat you to something a little special.

Breaking you out of your thoughts Najma jokingly tapped your ass with your glasses. "Tweety bird, take your stuff and have a seat." She snickered at the nickname she gave you due to how much you cheered the whole game. Grabbing your glasses and putting them back on your face, you scrunched up your glossy lips as you rolled your eyes, attempting to come up with a response.

"Oh, hush, if it was Jean playing, you'd be doing the same thing." You retorted, facing yourself back to the number sixteen jersey, which was Eren's. He dribbled the ball down the court, jumping up to shoot, releasing the dark orange ball off of his fingertips and landing into the white net. Being dramatic as you always were, you swore you could faint when Eren pulled this little stunt in front of everyone, bringing his matching shiny gold matching-initial necklace to his lips blowing a kiss at you from afar.

To which you returned, bringing your E initial necklace to your lips and kissing it, staining the gold with your cherry-flavored gloss. Both Zari and Najma scrunched up their faces in disgust, witnessing the lovey-dovey actions between the two of you.

After tiring yourself sore from being your boyfriend's avid cheerleader in the bleachers, his halftime quickly approached. Your friends decided to stop for some food at a nearby deli, their rumbling tummies eventually ruining their pockets, while you ran up to Eren, wrapping him in a huge, welcoming bear hug.

Pulling him to the side, you grew impatient to wait for what he promised after his game, whispering everything dirty you wanted your boyfriend to do to you in his ear, your warm breath fanning against it.

Eren gasped for a moment, backing a step away from you, putting one hand over his mouth, slightly raising his eyebrows. "Baby, right now...? I told you... To wait after my game's over." He questioned, breathing heavily in between words dripping with sweat from galloping around the court for what to him felt like an internity.

"But Erennnn," You pouted, biting your lip seductively, as you played with your bubbly ombre-dyed curls. "I can't wait till the game's over; I need you nowww." You whined, batting your long eyelashes, making it hard for Eren to say no to his hot, bratty girlfriend, especially when she had on a tight crop button-up shirt that revealed your voluminous freckled breasts covered with a lacey bra.

Your boyfriend hungrily eyed you up and down, yet he was still hesitant, which didn't matter because before he could even reply, you snatched his hand and sneaked over into the locker room for a bit of privacy with a mischievous grin sprawled out on your face.

He sat down nearby, legs spread stretched open, on a brown wooden bench that was almost able to fit two or more people fairly comfortably, which was perfect for what was about to happen “Y/n, what if the coaches find us...?” Eren gulps at the mere thought of feeling your soft tits in his hands. Maybe a little embarrassed about losing his virginity here, but he knew first times weren't always ideal for everyone.

"You don't think you're gonna need some luck for the game? Just relax; trust me, baby, nobody will find us if we're real quick." An angelic smile flared upon your mouth, massaging his shoulders with a marshmallow-like feel, earning a breathy sigh from Eren's lips as he melted like butter into your graceful touch.

Eren leaned into you, putting his pillowy lips on yours while closing his eyes, hearts throbbing together as one. Anytime your lips left his, he was desperate to get yours back, attached like a missing puzzle piece, kissing you almost as if you put a love spell on him. Sure, you two kissed all the time, but it felt different, possibly knowing where this eventually was leading to.

Your tongue swiped over his entrance, which he happily accepted, his hand holding the side of your head while your tongues dragged against each other as they both swirled together, stuck on loop until he sucked your tongue, making you moan. The air felt as steamy as a hot shower when Eren pulled you closer, massaging your sides, your tongues managing to brush figure eights as your noses swept across each other's faces, refusing to let go, addicted to the kiss like a drug.

The entire kiss was filled to the brim with passion. Reluctant to stop for air, you pulled away with a thin line of saliva connecting the two of you, breathing as if you had run fifty miles across the world and back. Eren smiled at you brighter than an orange slice, except his pearly whites were enough to blind anyone. "I guess you're right; I could use a lil luck for the game." He whispered, running his fingers through his dark brown tresses.

"Of course I'm right." You giggled while lugging the fabric of your boyfriend's home basketball jersey closer to you, pressing a few more wispy kisses, this time on his dimples. The short sentence gained a playful eye roll from him, but he was suddenly caught off guard by your love bites on his neck, making your boyfriend's head lean to the side as you continued to attack his skin. "Y/n..." Eren whined, allowing you to mark up his pale skin, almost making him look like a vampire's prey by the time you were done with him.

Gaining the random courage to ask you out of nowhere, Eren flung the question at you "C—can I touch you here?" He stammered sheepishly, biting his lip as his emerald blueish eyes darted back and forth to your face and then your breasts, which looked like they were bound to escape your white crop button-up bursting any second.

With only a nod as an answer, your hand guided Eren's onto your chest. Not having to tell him twice, he feebly squeezed one tit, kneading it like dough in his hand, his thumb purposely swinging by your nipple, curious to see what your reaction would be. And just like Eren hoped, your eyes slammed shut mewling at your boyfriend toying around the cushion-like skin. You couldn't help but creep your fingers in underneath his jersey, feeling his taut muscles flex, adoring whatever touch you gave him.

Those fingers were starting to lose control because he unbuttoned your crop top with one hand, dropping his face down to your chest's level, causing you to breathe faster. The bra was too cute to remove in his opinion, so your boyfriend decided to just kiss each alluring freckle and beauty mark while fondling the other breast through the fabric.

"Wait, Eren!" You blurted, he instantly stopped confused; he was going to ask, "What's wrong?" Until you plopped on your knees in front of him, the cold floor made you quietly hiss, still wanting to give your man a memorable first impression. Now it was your turn to ask him a question. "You've ever had a boob job before, baby?" Your eyes examined Eren's pretty face as a light pink blush dispersed over it.

Unless his imagination counted, he got one from you five times already "No." He mumbled while he wet his lips, waiting patiently for your response, a bit sweaty from his game. Just the answer you were expecting made you waste no time yanking off his shorts along with his underwear; Eren's erection swaying side to side, and to your surprise, he's a thick eight inches, just fixing your mouth to water oceans upon oceans. Finally, you finished staring, your left hand wrapped around his girth, giving him a few pumps gaining a choked sob from his mouth.

You slipped his cock underneath the middle part of your chest. Eren cheesily grinned, seeing his inches in the fabric of a hot pink and white floral lacey bra adorned with a satin mini ribbon in between your fat tits. Bringing your hands together to squeeze your boobs, beginning to move them up and down, occasionally kitten-licking the pink tip.

His fingers found comfort in your luscious curls as you moved at a quicker pace, earning a deep, raspy moan as he bucked his hips like a man riding a bull, pushing his dick farther into your tits as you repeatedly smashed your breasts down on his thighs, stopping to pour all your attention on his sensitive tip, making him grip the brown wooden bench too lost in pleasure. Eren didn't know what to do with himself. "Oh my god, f—fuck, your tits are soft." He praised enjoying the friction of his dick rubbing against your cushion-like breasts.

"Yeah? My pussy feels even better." You confidently declared, wondering if Eren felt this good with just a mere tit fuck, then how whiney would he get thrashing around in your guts? You must've bumped down too hard because your breasts spilled out of your bra, exposing your bare skin. Eren gasped, amazed at how sexy you looked in front of him, yet you continued eager to get your boyfriend to cum on your chest.

After a while, Eren started to feel woozy, unable to even look you in the eyes anymore. His fingertips were turning a bright red from harshly gripping the bench so brashly. His eyelids shut; it felt like a rollercoaster of pleasure crashing over him. "Y/n, y/n, y/n... Oh god, I'm coming." He mumbled, struggling to get out, as his slightly curved girth spurted thick stripes of cum on your glasses. Eren huffed, watching it drip down from your chin to your breasts, his eyes lighting up like a Christmas tree at how his seed covered your nipples.

"I'm so, so sorry about your glasses." Eren immediately apologized, knowing how expensive they were, but you smiled and shook your head. He always spoiled you with a heap of gifts, even if it wasn't your birthday or a holiday. "At least it didn't get in my eye." You shrugged, reassuring him once, catching your breath, and dipping your fingers into your face and chest for a little taste of his semen.

It wasn't too salty, thankfully, and had a bit of sweetness to it. The flavors danced on your tongue while you instantly swallowed as if you were drinking a milkshake. Eren stroked your hair, proud of his girlfriend, digesting a piece of himself. You weren't done yet, though. Finally getting off your knees, you shimmied out of your denim mini skirt with no problem; all that was left were your see-through mesh white panties.

Using both hands to slip out of them with each leg stepping out of the panties, you were now completely naked in front of Eren. Deciding to lay on your back, the frigid bench electrified your nude, blithe skin. The brunette turned to face you, standing up on his knees, taking off his jersey flinging it to the floor.

"You ready for another round?" You purred while a smile that was laced with pure serenity blew on the bottom half of your face, broadly opening your legs side to side as you spread your plump pussy lips with your bubblegum pink Hello Kitty-themed nails, your core aching viciously for his attentiveness.

Just like that, within only a few minutes, Eren was hard again, perhaps pent up from being super busy traveling lately. "Shit, yeah, of course I am." He responded instantly, pulling you closer to his body with one strong arm. His eyes fell downward, putting his focus on inserting himself into your wet hole, shoving deeper until you were absolutely full of his cock.

Ever since you were dating him, you haven't been laid in what felt like when the Stone Age ended. Without warning, Eren started to move rapidly, making your back arch, "Fuck, fuck, don't stop my love." You cried out as the palm of your left hand sought out Eren's lower abdomen.

That's exactly what he didn't want to do—stop fucking you. Without any care about his halftime being nearly over, your boyfriend carried on to slushify your insides with his hefty eight-inch whimpers following his every thrust while his head fell back, unable to take your pussy enclosing around him ever so tightly.

You began to rub your clit in smooth circles as he pounded into your guts, lost as if he were in a maze full of one hundred percent pleasure. You couldn't believe how bad it felt; you forgot how good it felt.

Breaths going ragged as the pussy squelches and clapping sounds echoed throughout the locker room, "Eren, Eren, Eren," all you could do was scream his name over and over again as if you were a broken record. It was quite ridiculous how well a so-called virgin was fucking you right now, legs hooking around his waist to bring Eren even closer.

"Yes, angel, does that feel good? Do you like how this dick feels, baby?" He murmured, leaning down into your ear with his matching initial necklace swinging down on your chest. The nerve of him to make your pussy throb like a beating drum "Ugghh, yes, yes, it feels so goodd." Your words slurred like a drunkard stuck on his dick, filling you up.

Eren was in complete disbelief at how good a woman's insides felt, grunting when his tip hit a soft, spongy spot in your walls. You were grateful your boyfriend could easily reach it with no problem, somewhat dying to cum on his cock. "Erennn!" You shouted in a whiney tone, "Please, that spot 'need you there again." Pleading to get that release you so longed for.

With that, Eren took the request, repeatedly slamming his tip into your g-spot. You could feel a sense of fireworks popping over you, going in a deep daze as your toes curled. Your mouth could be seen forming an O shape as your pussy started to spasm around Eren's girth, which was keeping your thick pussy lips ripped open.

"I'm gonna cum, oooh baby..." You sobbed, the sensation continuing to eat you alive. Out poured buckets full of cream on Eren's large shaft as he resumed chasing after his second climax, only taking him a few more intense thrusts.

Pulling out, careful not to cum inside you. Eren decided to cum on your stomach. He playfully slapped his dick on your tummy, stroking his shaft until he shot white ropes of his seed onto the soft, warm skin of your lower abdomen.

"I'll get you some tissue. Stay right here." Eren straightaway jumped up to the locker room bathroom, fetching some tissue for the both of you and opening his locker to get some water.

"Here," he offers while sitting back onto the bench. You lean up a little shaky, taking the now opened bottle of water from him. "Thanks." You give a smile one that's laced with pure love and adoration, especially for his effort in maybe an indecent setting to do the deed.

Eren takes the initiative to wipe you down with some tissue while you gulp away at your water. Once he's finished, he cleans himself up looking at you. His breath was peaceful now. You stop drinking, closing the top as Eren leans on you. Feeling all his weight against you.

It takes him a moment to realize what the two of you have done; his face is washed an apple red. "That.. that was something." Eren exhales, chuckling, as he takes one of your hands in his gently stroking the back of your palm with his thumb.

You frown a bit, a little upset that this was Eren's first time given the place, somewhat thinking you should've waited. "I wish I could've given you a better first time though." You blurted, looking around the room, leaning your head on your boyfriend's shoulder.

"Shit, I don't care about the setting; that was the best first time and moments in my life in general." Eren enthusiastically reassured you with a soft kiss to your head everything managed to be perfect with him until someone started to bang at the door then opened it, realizing it had been open the entire time.

"Dude, Eren, where the hell have you been? Coach Erwin told me to come get you." A man with ginger hair complained a bit too casually walking up to the both of you.

You quickly covered your naked body with your hands, squealing at Eren's annoying teammate while waiting for him to leave.

Eren attempted to do the same, grabbing his jersey shirt off of the floor and setting it onto his lap to cover his lower area, sucking his teeth, grateful that Floch at least wasn't one of the coaches. "I'll be out in a minute, damn." He grumbled, an irritated sigh spewing from his mouth.

"You don't have to hide from me, though, Eren; I've seen it before." Floch spilled out, wiggling his eyebrows up and down, pairing them with an arrogant smile, as if seeing his teammates dick before you did was some sort of badge of honor.

You looked at your boyfriend, then Floch, then your eyes continued to bounce back on the same people over and over again, making you raise one of your eyebrows as if you were an emoji; your entire face had "What the fuck?" Written all over it, waiting for at least someone to explain something.

Eren nearly choked on air. "Y/n, it's not like that, I promise." He looked Floch up and down, rolling his eyes with a look that scolded his entire existence. "He just happened to walk in on me changing once and saw, y'know." He briefly described the whole scene to you, which now since you knew the real story, you didn't care too much about his teammate being obsessed with him.

"Yeah, it's just like I remembered, really big." Floch stretched his hands wide as if to paint Eren's dick with a picture for you, like you hadn't just seen it a few minutes ago.

"Oh my god, Floch, get the fuck out." Eren's face started to go a crimson red again, this time in an embarrassed state, which you giggled at rubbing his shoulder to comfort him. You weren't expecting that type of ending with you and Eren, but it was maybe a little silly, to say the least.

It's gettin' hot in here, so take off all your clothes. — Nelly.

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Jerseys 🏀

1:44 AM* — Eren Jaeger

Pairing: Fuckboy! Eren x Reader

Word Count: 1.8k

Summary: You and Eren’s relationship status has always been up in the air… but you’ll always be the one he texts in the middle of the night looking to get his dick wet

Content: Unestablished Relationship, Mutual Pining, Love Confessions

Content Warnings: Smut/ Nsfw 18 + (Breeding Kink)

minors can read, but please don’t interact (like, comment, reblog)

Czytaj dalej

nerdy!eren x bimbo reader fluff 🥺💗

nerdy eren x bimbo reader supremacy 😤

cw: an attempt at writing fluff, unestablished relationship, suggestive and light smut at the end cause im a whore that can’t not incorporate it dhhf 😔

“Ren, what do you think about this set?” You screen the sheer pink lingerie bralette on top of your chest, curious to know what Eren thinks. Would he think you look cute? You’d totally die if he didn’t.

He’s not paying any mind to you anyways, taking an interest at the glittery perfumes and sweet smelling lotions neatly organized on the shelf. “Looks good.”

Eren’s been with you at the mall all day shopping on the off chance he didn’t have anything to do considering how serious he takes school. It took a lot of convincing to get him to agree to come but you’re glad he did, you love when he spends time with you.

Huffing at the lack of attention, a pout forms on your glossed lips, trying to get him to notice you with a sweet tone in your voice. “Yeah, but do you think I’d look beautiful in it?”

“I think you look beautiful in anything.” It makes your cheeks heat up in content as his gaze shifts from the shelf to you, clinging onto his words harder than the bra and panty set in your hands. “Okay, I’m getting this one then!”

You drag him along to the cash register to ring your things up, quick to whip out your card and gliding the plastic through the card reader once you place all of your belongings along with the set that Eren said he specifically liked.

“Cute couple,” The cashier smiles at you two, tearing the paper receipt from the machine behind the counter before handing it you you. She’s visibly older, probably in her mid forties.

“We’re not dati—”

“Thanks! Have a nice day!” You cut Eren off mid sentence with a cheesy smile, pulling him out of the store by interlocking your fingers with one another with your bags in hand.

Eren knows you like him, he’s not stupid. He’s just not sure why. To be honest he doesn’t even know why you keep him around, you could have anyone you want; he’s heard the whispers around campus of what guys would do to you if they had the chance— and he’d be telling a lie if he said it didn’t make him a little jealous.

He watches as you skillfully apply the transparent gloss to your lips with the applicator stick like you’ve done this a million times, mirror in hand with your red lollipop in the other as he watches you give yourself what you call the 'pucker test.' “Ren, give me a kiss.”

A girl like you was way out of his league. But he’s not complaining though, you actually keep him company when you come by his dorm and ask him to go on little shopping trips with you, and it’s even better that you let him fuck your brains out from time to time.

Still, he has to know— “Why do you like me?”

The question makes you tilt your head in confusion, brows drawing in curiosity pulling the cherry flavored lollipop from your mouth resulting in a loud pop.

“What do you mean by that Ren?”

He’s hesitant to respond. “Like... being out in public with me, you’re not embarrassed?” He questions behind his thick glasses.

“Why would I be embarrassed?” Your response makes him groan under his breath, eyes averting yours as you two walk hand in hand back to your car. “Cause you’re hot, and popular... and I’m like– not.”

It makes a small pout form on your plump lips. “Ren, you know I don’t care about that kinda stuff. I don’t know why I like you... I just do. You like me too right?” He watches as you look up at him for a response, big eyes twinkling with hope and bottom lip quivering.

He gives you an assuring nod, all of your previous worries disappearing in an instant. “Yeah, I do.”

“Then that’s all that matters.” A lovestruck smile forms on your lips, knowing he feels the same way you do has your poor tummy doing flips. You really like Eren. “Now kiss me,” you whine, neck sticking out as far as it can go as he indulges you, hand resting between your neck and face with your shiny gloss transferring to his lips.

Like always you end up in your car, frilly little mini skirt bunched over your hips as Eren slams himself into you with force. “God, why are you so wet?”

His gaze on your body makes you hot all over, causing you to turn your head in embarrassment as he continues to fuck himself into your tight cunt.

Eren notices how you’re avoiding him, turning you back to his lucid green eyes with a gentle hand on your face. “Look at me, why are you so wet huh?”

A small cry falls from your lips, arms helplessly snaking around his neck while your legs come to lock onto his torso, cunt squelching and tightening around him. “Cause I like you, Ren” you whine.

“You like me? Tell me what you like.” You weren’t really in the mood to talk right now, not with your orgasm hanging right over you as Eren buries the base of his cock into you. “Come on baby, tell me. I know you’re not that dumb.”

“Your eyes, they’re really pretty” your brows knit in pleasure.

“And?” he questions through a slightly raised brow, glasses long gone and expression telling you he’s not gonna let you cum if you don’t give him the right answer. “Y-Your cock– it’s so big and pretty, you always make me cum, Ren”

He’s pleased with your response, rewarding you with a sweet peck on your glossy lips. “Good fucking girl, I knew you knew how to use that dumb little head of yours. Wanna cum now?”

“Please, m’so close” your eyes disappear into the back of your skull, whites showing as you mindlessly nod your empty head, Eren’s cock making you cum being the only thing on your mind as your pussy twitches violently around him. “Go ahead, cum.”

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DILF erehhh😩

i love a man with kids

𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐅!𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 ! 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒!

eren yeager x fem!reader

cw: pregnancy, car sex, dicking sucking, pussy eating, pregnancy, marriage, children, etc etc

DILF!EREN ! who gets all the moms ovulating when he comes to pick up his baby boy from kindergarten

DILF!EREN ! who fucks you in the car really quickly before leaving for that grueling parent-teacher conference

"w-were gonna be late" you moan into his chest as his hips slap against yours, cock hitting deeper and deeper into you

"whatever, all they're gonna say is he played with blocks and crayons" he chuckled, finding your lips and catching them with a kiss and his thumb rubbing your clit as you cum around his cock.

DILF!EREN ! who has his dick in your mouth and it isn't even 7.

"fuuuck" he groans, watching your lazy eyes lap at his tip which is drizzling pre out, his cock standing on its own as veins pulsate and strain.

your mouth is so wet and warm, mumble about how you wanted him to have a good day at work and just started sucking.

DILF!EREN ! who eats you out mid-day because he's always horny and wants to see you moan and cry for him

DILF!EREN ! just walks up to you, wraps his arms around you and kisses up your neck, and just spews complements daily

"you're so fucking gorgeous" "I don't even know how I got you"

DILF!EREN ! who, after very hard consideration. (he never not thought about it, he was just waiting for you to bring it up) decided that it was time for you two to bring another baby into this world

"wasnt I already doing that?" he says matter-of-factly, grinning into your shoulder as you both lay in bed together

"eren!"

DILF!EREN ! who cries when your baby girl is born, and praises you daily for giving him his son and daughter, he loves you all so dearly and is truly grateful for everything.

best birthday gift!!

All For You | Eren Yeager x fem reader

˚wc: 3k ·˚tags: 18+ ONLY content + explicit smut: minors and empty blogs DNI + modern au + mentions of children since you and Eren are parents + preestablished relationship + repost from my old blog + not beta read! ·˚cw: milf! reader + dilf! Eren + mommy kink + lactation kink + switch! Eren + unprotected sex + sixty-nine + public teasing + facial + cum eating + gagging + fluff + finger sucking + ball-sucking + hotel sex + overstimulation + fingering + nipple play + breeding + praising + scratching + biting + hair pulling + roughish sex + creampie + fellatio + cunnilingus + Eren puts you in a full nelson + all of this is a purely self-indulgent old birthday fic I wrote for myself.

·˚synopsis: Eren understands what it's like being a parent, and he knows you work super hard with the twins and coming back from giving birth to them not long ago, he just wants to spoil you for your birthday, after all, it's what you deserve.

“Thanks, Zeke for watching the twins, we really appreciate it.” Eren clapped his brother’s shoulder and smiled looking down at your two children who stared up at him with eyes so much like your husbands, green and bright that more times than not pulled you into whatever their plans were.

“No thanks needed, I love hanging out with my niece and nephew.” Zeke smiled bending at his knees to pick up the two squealing toddlers who reached for his blonde locks tugging on the strands in tiny fists.

“And they love their Uncle Zeke, and just so you’re aware we won’t be back until tomorrow morning.”

Zeke nodded his head tickling Ella under her chin glancing at Eren with a grin, “Does that mean I get another niece?” He laughed along with her.

“Or a nephew, who knows-” Eren cut off when he heard you walk into the living room, heels clicking on the hardwood floor, his mouth dropped slightly feeling heat pool into his cheeks and his groin. “Holy sh-moly you look absolutely stunning tonight baby.”

You smiled walking towards them with your arms open hugging your husband first pressing a kiss to his cheek, “And you look very handsome, also good catch.” You laughed running your fingers through his chocolate hair before turning to Noah and Ella who reached their arms out for you.

“My other sweet babies, you two really do look like your daddy, huh?” You asked nuzzling your head against theirs hearing a click.

Eren snapped a picture with a wide grin, “My three favorite people,” He looked at Zeke, “I can’t forget you, so my four favorite people.”

“Uncle!” Ella cried reaching for him again, you watched her wrapped little arms around his neck as you let Izo’s head rest against your shoulder.

“You two be good or your uncle will call out the tickle monster.” You laughed warming Eren’s heart.

It was love at first sight for him, the moment he saw you at some dinner you attended with one of your friends it was over for him, his heart felt like it belonged to you, turns out he’s right.

“Okay, we better get going if we want to make it,” Eren said placing his hand on the small of your back guiding you to the front door.

“Have a good time!” Zeke called out waving. You waved back then followed Eren who grinned.

A giggle escaped your lips as he opened the car door for you before fixing his shirt, “So, tell me, Ren, what do you have planned?”

He laughed deeply bending down leaning in the car, the smell of his cologne filling the cabin and your senses dampening your panties, “Wouldn’t you like to know sweetheart? That’s for me to know and for you to find out.”

You sat back in the seat pulling your seat back on as Eren slid in the driver’s seat, head turned to you he grabbed your chin gently guiding your mouth to his for a quick chaste kiss that still left your heart beating rapidly in your chest, it was all you could do not to deepen the kiss and tug on his brown roots tasting the cool mint coating his tongue.

“Don’t worry, you’ll like it. I promise.” Eren smiled grabbing your hand kissing your knuckles watching the road. You sat nervously and anxiously looking on each side of the street, “Ren, you know I’m not good with surprises, tell me.” You begged glancing at him.

“Keep begging like that and play your cards right sweetheart I’ll tell you but the latter part of the night is what we’re looking forward to most.” His teeth nibbled on tip of your fingers sending shocks to your gushing cunt, you pressed your legs together trying to relieve some of the pressure that kept building. Eren noticed the subtle movements laughing earning a glare from you.

“Something funny?”

He shook his head pulling down a side street towards a packed club, parking the car next to the curb he looked at you capturing your jaw in his large hand, “Be a good girl and I’ll make sure tonight is a night you won’t ever forget.”

A sigh left your lips wanting to reach out and touch him, even after all the years and growing older he never looked better. His hair is now shaggy and a little shorter than what you saw in all those years ago, skin calloused from training but the one thing that never changed is the look in his eyes he gets when he stares at you, heart stilling in his chest and breath catching in his throat.

To him, you’re a masterpiece.

You had no choice but to follow him out on the crowded sidewalk holding his hand resting your head on his arm, “You’re such a wonderful husband Eren, I’m so grateful.” He smiled widely looking at you, pink tinging his cheeks.

“And you’re such a wonderful wife, I couldn’t ask for a better person to spend the rest of my life with.”

It couldn’t be helped the grin that put a pep in your step walking with Eren into the club, music blasted from each corner sending a pulse through the air mixed with the smell of alcohol, “Where did you find this place?” You asked looking around squeezing his hand.

“Armin told me about it, well I overheard him talking to Jean about it. I figured you would like it, am I right?”

“You are.”

With a kiss pressed against his lips you pulled away watching his eyes darken, “Ah, I know you would like it. I just want to make sure you have the best birthday ever honey, you deserve it more than you know.”

Your heart swelled as Eren guided you to the bar ordering your drink and water for him, “I sure hope you don’t try to get me drunk.” You teased leaning against the oak bar crossing your arms over your chest, his eyes traveled down to your cleavage leaving a bulge in his jeans, “Your tits look so full of milk, should I nurse from you mommy?” Eren asked leaning in whispering letting his teeth graze your earlobe sending a shiver through you.

“Ren.” Your voice was low and sultry as your tongue peeked through your lips licking them slowly as he watched your movements groaning.

“We’re supposed to have fun not fuck in public, you know?”

“I thought that’s why we came here, huh?” You asked popping your wet lips before turning around grabbing the shot glass throwing it back, “Woah, well, okay.” Eren watched letting you grab his hand tugging him to the dance floor.

With your back pressed against his chest, you felt yourself getting lost in the moment, his hands roamed over each dip of your body, fingers digging in your hips grinding your ass against his crotch, you linked your fingers with his guiding his hands higher up cupping your breasts through the thin fabric of your dress brushing against your nipples feeling them pebble.

It didn’t matter if people were watching the brazen display of affection or dry humping, the others were doing the same lost in their own haze of the music and alcohol coursing through their system. Eren was your drug, he set your heart ablaze with so many emotions and he felt the same way about you. It was a no-brainer on how much your husband loved you, it was easily seen through his actions and words.

He whispered your name cupping your ass, “You’re so sexy, everything about you. I want to worship each inch of your skin, and show you how Goddess like you should be treated.”

His words mixed with the heavy feeling in your stomach pooling in your limbs weighing them down, it was intoxicating the way his hands ghosted over your breasts again then over your hips down to the front of your thighs pushing them open, “Ren, you’re skating on thin ice.” You giggled turning in his arms slinging both arms around his neck.

“Oh? Am I? Using my nickname like that turns me on you know that.”

Your eyes narrowed in slits threading your fingers through his hair pulling on the roots eliciting a groan deep in his throat, “Was that a groan I just heard Ren?” You teased palming his crotch feeling how hard he was. Your pussy clenched when you felt him throb under your touch.

“Let’s get out of here.”

Eren looked around before grabbing your hand pulling you through the dance floor and outside, “I planned to stay a bit longer and let you enjoy yourself but I can’t say no when you look at me like that.” He laughed bringing your hand to his mouth sliding in your ring finger in his mouth swirling his tongue around the tip.

You stood next to the car watching him with glazed eyes panting, your lips slick with spit, and your heart beating fast. “I’m enjoying myself right now.” Came your breathy reply.

Using your free hand you fisted it in his shirt tugging him closer pulling your finger out, reaching to open the door but he was quicker grabbing your wrist, “Let me open your door madam.” He bowed at the waist with his arm tucked under his chest, you couldn’t help but laugh and get in the car growing excited with each passing second. Settled behind the wheel Eren pulled away from the curb placing his hand on your knee slowly inching higher and higher until he reached the hem of your panties snapping the band.

“Just wait until we get to our spot, I have it all set up for my queen.”

Another smile split your lips as he pulled into the parking lot of a hotel, “Fancy, you went all out didn’t you?” You asked letting him open your door holding your hand.

“Of course, anything for you doll.”

Hand in hand you stared at the modern lobby, everything set in dark tones with gold throughout the decor. Eren walked past the front desk towards the hallway until he reached the last door on the right, “When did you get this room?” You asked holding on to the hem of his shirt while he unlocked it pushing it open exposing a large room matching the dark theme of the lobby.

A King size bed sat in the middle covered in rose petals along with a card and small bouquet of flowers, on the other wall held a large hot tub shaped in a heart, petals sat on the edge along with two flutes and champagne chilling in a bucket of ice.

“Oh, Ren, you did this all for me?” You asked whirling around to face him feeling tears prick at your eyes rolling down your cheeks in streams. He smiled widely pulling you in a hug kissing the top of your head wrapping his arms around your back.

“All for you, that’s not all I have.” He murmured trailing kisses all over your face until his lips finally met with yours with an explosive feeling swirling between the both of you, it was a race to see who could tug each other’s clothes off, it was easier for him to slip your dress off tossing it behind him not caring where it landed.

Eren didn’t stop until you were naked pressing your body against his desperate for his expert touch.

“Greedy tonight, aren’t we?” He asked pulling a whine from you gently walking backward with his hands anchored on your waist pushing you on the bed, he stood at the end of the bed naked and proud with his fist around his thick cock, pre-cum pearled on the flushed head. Scrambling up in a sitting position you leaned forward with an open mouth hearing him tut, “This isn’t for me, and as much as I love you sucking my cock honey I want to please you.”

Eren laid you back down on the bed settling in between your legs fitting perfectly, you could feel his dick press against your stomach, hot and heavy. “Ren!” You whined raking your nails down his back leaning up sinking your teeth in his shoulder, there are a few things that he loves, and using it to your advantage you tugged on his hair again pulling his head back.

“Such a good boy.” You cooed earning a soft grunt from him as he mindlessly rutted against you dipping his head down hissing feeling your nails dig in his flesh leaving your mark behind because it was a no-brainer all the other moms at drop off stare at your husband, you don’t blame them.

“I want to be your good boy, can I nurse from you mommy?” He whined breathlessly kissing down your chest to your aching breasts, his hands pawed at them gently massaging.

Milk beaded on your nipples the more he kneaded, feeling salvia pool in his mouth he leaned down lapping up the sweet liquid before latching around suckling drawing the milk with a loud groan, the tension being released had your eyes rolling to the back of your head as he trailed his other hand down to your cunt circling your clit trailing wet sloppy kisses to your other nipple nursing.

You buried your fingers in his soft hair looking down at him with a smile, “You’re doing such a good job, keep going baby.” You kept your voice soft even when he slid two fingers inside you going straight for your g-spot while his thumb worked against your clit. Eren was losing control feeling the way you responded to him, it was everything he had not to flip you over and fuck you stupid but this isn’t for him, all he’s been able to think about is pleasing you.

He pulled away from your nipple with a soft wet pop, milk mixed with drool trickled down his chin. His eyes were half shut as he kept rutting his hips trying to find some friction, “Can you sit on my face?” He asked in between sloppy kisses, his tongue swiping in your mouth.

“Anything for you.” You murmured cupping his cheeks before pulling away letting Eren lay down taking your place, swinging your leg over his head you held your cunt inches above his mouth teasing him, he grunted pulling you down from your hips. Tongue settled between your lips he lapped at your clit without a care in the world, the squelching sound filled the hotel room.

Eren could feel your slick drip down the sides of his face soaking the blanket underneath him making his cock throb, bending down you swirled your tongue around his head as he did earlier with your finger.

He couldn’t get enough of you eating like a man who never had something so good, and you gagging on his cock with your eyes closed, your toes curled each time he sucked on your clit letting his dick sit on your tongue too focused on your own pleasure.

You bucked your his fucking his mouth chasing your orgasm that you’ve felt finally snap flooding you with tingles and Eren’s mouth, he kept lapping at you digging his fingers in your hips holding you down tongue fucking you through it, “Eren! Fuck!” You cried kissing down his shaft gently sucking on his balls sending thick ropes of cum over your face, he grunted loudly with each pulse.

Both of you panted heavily trying to recover from the first orgasm as you rolled off of him laying next to him giggling cleaning your face off, “I can’t focus on anything when you do that.” You said elbowing him playfully.

“It’s hard for me sometimes too so I sit there with your pussy in my mouth and my dick just sits in yours like a thermometer.”

“Eren Yeager!” You laughed laying on your side to look at him, he followed suit cupping your cheek bringing you in for a soft gentle kiss, “You love my jokes, but we’re far from being done, sweetie.”

He rolled to his back, “I want you to get in reverse cowgirl and lay back on my chest, put your legs in a v.” He demanded watching you get up grinning.

“Bossy, aren’t we? Just a few minutes you were begging to nurse from me.”

“I like being both now get into position.”

You both laughed straddling his hips facing the TV at the end of the bed then laid back on his chest raising your legs in a v, Eren snaked his arms under the back of your knees pulling your legs back and spreading your cunt open for him and locking his fingers behind your neck successfully putting you in a full nelson.

You could feel his cock press against your slick entrance before slowly sliding in stuffing you full, each inch that went in you felt the stretch of him until he bottomed out.

His balls hung heavy with each thrust upward, he kept the pace slow at first sucking on your earlobe, “You look so good like this.” He moaned thrusting in and out fast hearing the bed creak, you let out a broken moan with each snap of his hips tightening the ball of pleasure growing rapidly, your cunt fluttered around him feeling his cock slide almost all the way out before filling you again.

Eren loved mixing up the speeds hearing the different moans and sighs that you let go, your eyes felt hazy as you tried to keep them open whining loudly.

“Mommy, you hug my cock so well, going to fill you up give you another baby.” He slurred drunk on the way your pussy squeezed him, picking up the pace again he felt his balls tighten with another orgasm, this time he came in you deeply, feeling it dribble out of your pulsing cunt. His hips losing control with his climax overstimulating himself fucking you through it.

“Eren!”

The last thrust of his hips undid your second orgasm, body going limp against his chest breathing heavily, you craned your head to the side catching your breath feeling him slowly fucking you again before pulling out, he helped you roll to your side rubbing your back before kissing your shoulder, “Are you feeling okay?” He asked.

You nodded your head then sat up looking at the hot tub, “I think it’s time we get in that.”

Eren smiled rolling off the bed he helped you up kissing the back of your hand, “I hope you’re having a fantastic birthday.”

You smiled staring at your husband lovingly feeling butterflies erupt in your stomach, “I am, thank you so much, Ren. I love you.”

“I love you too.” He smiled pulling you in a hug.

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JEALOUSY ─ Eren Jaeger.

001. jealousy can be a petty green monster, but it rises in Eren in the best possible way.

002. c/w: unprotected sex (mdni), overstimulation, creampie, rough sex, possessive eren, jealous eren, nipple play, cervix kissing, cursing, eren calls you "baby", slightly mean eren (but poor bby is just jealous), slight exhibitionism (your friends are in the next room lol)

003. w/c: 1.4k | thank you for requesting! I hope you enjoy it :)

“Stay on it,” Eren seethes, gritting his teeth as his hands settle on your hips. Guiding you, he groans deeply when you fully sink down on his hard cock again. The breath is knocked out of him when you begin rolling your hips, grinding his thick shaft deep inside your soaking cunt.

Not able to handle the sight of you taking him so well, Eren possessively pulls you down for a searing kiss; it is messy, simply a clash of teeth and lips as his tongue licks into your mouth, like he’s desperate for a taste of you. The softness of your lips makes his head spin, your fingers tangling with his dark strands to pull slightly when you slam down on his cock again.

“Gonna fuck my cum back inside of you,” Eren grunts, thrusting his hips up to meet yours. The high-pitched whine you let out is music to Eren’s ears, and pride swells in his chest at the sight of you already so fucked out. 

“Let’s see that asshole flirt with you then, huh? Let’s see him try to flirt with you when it’s my cum stuffed in your pussy,” Eren sneers, jealousy coating his words. Again, annoyance and irritation fill him at the reminder of some guy trying to flirt with you, and if you hadn’t recognized Eren’s fist balling and pulled him away to a bedroom, the party downstairs might have been cut short.

He feels so sensitive, already having cum inside you twice now. Eren doesn’t know what came over him, but the need to claim you as his filled his chest and hasn’t disappeared. Ignoring his overstimulation, the pleasure shoots down his cock, his green eyes catching onto where you’re connected. 

Another groan falls from his lips at the way your cunt glides over his angry shaft, swollen with arousal, and a mixture of your cum pooling near his heavy balls. The feeling of pushing his cum back inside of you is dizzying and has Eren’s head falling back onto the pillow, beads of sweat pricking at his forehead. 

The squelching that comes from your cunt is exhilarating, and Eren swears he can cum again from just the feeling of his cum soaking his shaft, dribbling from your tight cunt.

 Eren scrunches his brows, a choked growl ripped from his chest as you rock your hips along his aching length. You’re just so wet and tight he is entirely enamored with the way your walls cling to his shaft, sucking him in until his swollen, angry tip is pulled flush against your cervix. He can feel the dribbles of pre-cum emerging from his slit every time you press down on him, your pace fast and unrelenting as you ride him. 

“G-god, baby. Just like that -” Eren urges, his grip on your hips bruising as he kneads your soft skin. He’s obsessed with the way his cock curves inside of you, brushing against your swollen walls and causing delicious tingles of electricity to shoot through his groin. It’s like your cunt is suffocating him, and every time you grind your hips down, soft moans falling past your lips at the way his leaking head nudges against that spot inside of you, Eren thinks he might lose his mind. 

The room spins as Eren suddenly sits up, pressing his chest against your breasts. He moans at the way your pebbled nipples brush against his, pulling on the nape of your neck to slant his lips across yours. The feeling is intoxicating - you’re hips still grinding on his, taking in his throbbing cock with every movement, and your lips moving passionately against his own. 

“E-Eren -” you cry out when you break apart from the desperate kiss, Eren’s fingers tightening around your neck when you try to move. “They-they’re gonna hear us!” 

Your realization has Eren chuckling darkly - you were just so cute. Didn’t you realize that was the entire point?

“No shit?” he grins mischievously, green eyes latched onto your bouncing tits. Leaning down, Eren moans when he wraps his lips around your nipple, pulling it into his mouth and nibbling slightly when you bounce on him particularly hard. The stimulation has you moaning and clamping down on his cock, and Eren continues fucking up into you desperately at the feeling. 

Rutting his length through your soaking folds, Eren tightens his grip on your hips. 

“Y’feel so fucking good, baby. Gotta let everyone know who you belong to,” Eren grunts, his lips mouthing over the swell of your breast as the familiar coil of desire tightens inside him. 

You catch onto the jealousy tinging his tone, and a sudden smugness fills you at the thought. 

Eren is jealous.

“Oh?” you begin, rolling your hips in such a way that has Eren hissing. He stretches you out even more when you rock loose circles over him, your cunt sucking in his cock over and over. Your fingertips graze his toned chest, and Eren’s head falls to the crook of your neck as you tug at one of his nipples. 

“You don’t like the idea of that guy flirting with me? You don’t like it when other people think about fucking me?” you egg him on, leaning down so that your lips teasingly brush against his lips. You smirk as Eren’s eyes turn dark, a possessive tint gleaming in them. 

However, a harsh thrust has you gasping, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as Eren’s fingers begin circling your clit. All you can do is clutch onto him as his calloused thumb catches against your hot nub, pounding into you at a relentless pain. 

“Keep talking and we’ll both find out what that mouth can do,” Eren warns, voice thick with tension and a desire to fuck you full of his cum. He presses inside of you deeply, pushing past the slight resistance of your walls until you’re pressed fully against him. You both gasp and moan at the feeling of him so deep inside of you, falling into each other’s touch as deep, shuddering pants fall past your lips. 

“W-we both know what my mouth can do, baby,” you retort, voice teasing as you push Eren further. 

You know you’re playing a dangerous game. However, perhaps the sight of Eren all pissed off and jealous gets you off.

Maybe just as much as fucking you until everyone knows that you’re Eren’s gets him off.

Finally fed up with your attitude, Eren suddenly sits up, spinning you around until your face is pressed against the pillows, and your hips are up in the air. When he pushes inside of you again, the angle causes him to press inside of you so much deeper than before. 

The pleasure continues to build inside Eren as he fucks you roughly, your loud moans bolstering his ego as his cock pounds inside you. He licks his lips, feeling overwhelmed with lust at the sight of his cock burying inside your leaking cunt repeatedly. He will easily admit how addicted he is to your pussy - totally enamored and pussywhipped at the way your cunt sucks him in. 

“I think this position will keep all my cum inside you, don’t you think, baby?” Eren questions, leaning over your back to press his chest against your body. His strong arm circles your stomach, trailing teasing touches down to your clit. The way you moan and jerk back onto his cock has Eren giving in, pressing languid circles to your most sensitive spot. 

“Answer me, baby,” Eren warns, displeased when you give him no response. 

“Ah! Y-yes, Eren. Please, give me more!” you cry out, not even caring that your small group of friends were just beyond the wall. 

Again, a groan is ripped from his chest at your lewd words, rushing straight to his cock as it bumps inside you. All Eren can do is pull your hips back on his swollen shaft, adoring the way your walls crush him in the most delicious way. 

You were addicting, making Eren a willing addict. 

He pumps his cock inside of you in sloppy thrusts, obsessed with how your cunt milks him every time he pulls out. Pulling out almost fully, Eren groans when just the tip is stretching you out, pushing back in slowly to relish in the way you clench down on him. He’s gasping for air now, feeling suffocated with pleasure as you whine for him, feebly trying to fuck back onto his aching length.

Eren’s breathing is shallow and sexy as it fans across the nape of your neck, and you gasp when you feel his tongue tracing your skin. 

“You belonged to me before I even made you mine, baby.”

"pfft- c'mon be serious princess, you wouldn't last two seconds riding me-"

"mm-fuck don't stop..." he groans, hands impatiently grabbing the fat of your ass, guiding your pace as you slide your walls up and down on his cock. you slap his hands away, "nah- I'm doing things my way..." you scold, staring down your boyfriend's hazy and foggy eye. too lost in all the pleasure

"are ya close for me sweetheart?" you coo, hands resting on his chest as you continue to slam yourself up and down. your boyfriend nods, a loud and erotic whimper leaving his lips as he nears his orgasm. "mm.. thought I would last two seconds and yet look at you, coming undone for me so quickly" you mock, the smug grin creeping on your lips as your boyfriend looks away embarrassingly.

your boyfriend usually would've put you in your place right this moment, not letting an ounce of disrespect leave your words, but right now was different. he was seeing all stars in the universe at this moment, overwhelming pleasure filling him up. he groans loudly, smooth and vulnerable cries of "f-fuck-" "so good f'me..." "so-so close!" leaving his lips. he stared up at you like you were some goddess, some being who could control his every move.

"s-shut up" he quickly groans, his moans soon follow suit as he resches his orgasm, hips bucking right into your pussy. strings of white sticky cum painting your cunt. you both let out satisfied moans, as you two pant heavily, regaining your much needed energy.

GETO, Gojo, EREN, Aizawa, Denki, (+any of ur favs)

[would you guys enjoy some MHA content? I'ma still post it but js curious!!]

"cmon baby one more..." he coos into your ear, nails still digging into the fleshy fat of your ass as he guides your hips up and down on his girthy cock. he was determined to get one more orgasm from you. he had to.

it felt like forever. you had been bouncing up and down on his shaft for what felt like ages. you couldn't even recall when it all had started. one orgasm to another, he simply couldn't get enough. he was addicted.

you felt that same knot in your stomach tighten again, this time it was much tighter and intense. the grip you had on his shoulders tightened, your nails engraving small crescents.

your boyfriend had noticed this, he swiftly grabs onto your waist, lifting you up and slamming himself into you at an cervix bruising pace. it was so quick you could barely could even process your own high approaching by second. then you felt it.

back arched, eyes rolled all the way back, jaw dropped, legs trembling. it was intense and heavenly. you've never felt anything so good in your life. it was so good that you didn't even notice the fluid you had squirted everywhere.

as you came back down from your high you realized your boyfriends thrusts had came to an abrupt end. "w-whyd you stop?" you ask, somewhat disappointed. but your boyfriend was looking into your eyes, a cheeky smirk plastered all over his face. "dirty girl- you squirted on me..." he panted out, slowly beginning to buck his hips into your cunt again.

you notice the tacky thin layer of liquid painted between your thighs and his lap. you let out a breathy sigh before your boyfriend whispers into your ear.

"y'think you could do that again for me pretty?"

gojo, geto, nanami, kirishima, hawks, denki, eren, jean + any of ur favs !!

Love affair

you and Eren met at the gym and decided to go out for drinks. The two of you have one two many drinks and one thing leads to the other

pairing - Eren x fem!reader

Rating: mature (18+)

Content/Trigger Warnings: smut, cheating, short but sweet and (smutty)

I had always been attracted to Eren, the tall, muscular man who worked out at the same gym as me. One day, I finally gathered the courage to approach him.

"Hey, I've seen you around here before," I said, smiling. "I'm Y/n. What's your name?"

"Eren," he replied, returning my smile. "Nice to meet you, Y/n."

We struck up a conversation, and before I knew it, we were exchanging numbers. We started texting each other constantly, and soon, we were meeting up for drinks after our workouts.

One night, after a few too many drinks, we found ourselves back at my place. I couldn't resist any longer - I jumped on top of him and started kissing him passionately.

"I've wanted to do this for so long," I whispered in his ear.

"Me too," he replied, his hands exploring my body.

We undressed each other slowly, taking in every inch of each other's bodies. I couldn't believe how turned on I was - I had never felt this way before.

"I want you to fuck me without a condom," I whispered in his ear.

He hesitated for a moment, but I could see the desire in his eyes. "Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yes," I replied, nodding. "I want to feel you inside me, without anything between us."

He didn't need any more convincing. He flipped me over onto my back and entered me, slowly at first, then faster and harder.

"Oh, fuck," I moaned, feeling him deep inside me.

"You feel so good," he groaned, his hands gripping my hips.

I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him deeper inside me. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to orgasm.

"I'm going to cum," I gasped, my nails digging into his back.

"Cum for me," he growled, thrusting harder and faster.

And then I was cumming, my body shaking with pleasure. He followed soon after, collapsing on top of me.

We lay there for a few moments, panting and sweating. I could feel his semen inside me, and it felt amazing.

"That was incredible," I whispered, kissing his neck.

"Yeah, it was," he replied, smiling.

But then my phone beeped, reminding me that I was supposed to be meeting my boyfriend for dinner. I had completely forgotten about him in the heat of the moment.

I quickly got dressed, my mind racing. I couldn't believe what I had just done.

"I have to go," I said, avoiding Eren's gaze.

"Okay," he replied, looking confused.