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[cocoa-butter-cupcake]

Happy birthday Kitten

You awake to the smell of freshly brewed coffee and the sweet of maple pancakes. As you begin to open your eyes, you notice the empty spot of the bed beside you. You roll over and snuggle the still warm pillow he’s left behind, taking in his scent.

“Mmm, it’s going to be great day” you say to yourself

Walking to the kitchen, you see him hovering over the coffee pot with nothing but his tightest black boxers on, showing off his built legs and tight ass. You bite your lip as your eyes work their way up and see his hair pulled back into a ponytail. One of your favorite looks on him.

“Good morning Kitty Kat” he turns and says to you

The extra gravely sound of his voice in the morning leaves you blushing

“Morning Shota :)” you manage to say through your tight grin

He reaches an arm out to you and pulls you by the waist, “come here my favorite girl”

He plants a kiss on your neck and trails to your shoulder “i do believe it is someone’s birthday today”

As you start to remember what day it actually is you can’t help but silently nod

“Since it’s your special day, i made a special breakfast and have a special gift just for you sweetheart”

The last few words of his sentence are mumbled as he takes your neck into his mouth and begins to suck. Your breath hitches as his hands grope all over your body and he rolls his hips into your pelvis

He notices your knees begin to buckle and hoists you up onto the kitchen countertop

Now he has complete access to your entire body. Kisses begin to trail from your neck to your soft lips, to your aching breasts as he takes one of your plump nipples into his mouth and sucks.

As your brain is turning into a whirlwind, you notice he’s reaching for something on the counter.

Before you can process, he’s completely pulled off your tank top and is beginning to drizzle the pancake syrup on your exposed chest. Creating a mess, he begins licking the syrup off each individual nipple and sucking lower and lower down your tummy.

“Fuuuuuuu” you think to yourself, what. the. HELL.!?

The messier it gets, the louder you can hear him lapping up the syrup and your back begins to arch on instinct

“Ohhhh, someone is a naughty girl. You want me to lick you there too” he says

After one final suck around your belly button, you feel his warm messy mouth on the entrance of your lips

He repositions himself and lays you a little flatter on the kitchen counter as his tongue begins to explore and find itself around your clit. Sucking as loud and furiously as he can, you find yourself about to reach your limit. He senses your impending climax and pushes your buttons further until your juices begin to spill into his mouth. He pulls himself away from between your legs and licks his lips to savor the sweet delight.

“Come down here kitty kat, I’ve got another little gift for ya” he chuckles as you see the bulge poking from his fitted boxers

You’re both facing the kitchen island. With his hands around your waist, and your hands holding onto the counter top he plunges into you and thrusts himself in and out. Picking up the pace he reaches around and places one hand around your pretty little throat. Sending you into a fit, you whisper out “Sho..ta..”

“Hmm what’s that kitty kat, speak louder” as he thrusts even harder into you

“Fu..fu..ck…me” you finally manage to say

And on command, he begins to fuck you harder “now that’s my good girl”

Within minutes you both are reaching your breaking point. He plants kisses up your spine and hovers right over your ear, “now cum for me kitty kat”

With his final thrust, you both finish and collapse onto the countertop.

As he quickly cleans you both up, he takes you into his arms

“Happy birthday to my very special kitty”

He turns around and pours you a cup of coffee

“Now, let’s have us some real breakfast kitten”

#shota aizawa #my hero acedamia #fanfic #food kink #happy birthday

[cocoa-butter-cupcake]

you can take it

pairing: Eren x fem! Reader

warnings: 18+ minors do not interact, soft dom eren, mirror sex, penetrative v. sex, hair pulling, riding, unprotective sex, belly bulge, use of “good girl”, “pretty girl”, “baby”, praise kink, big dick e. jaeger call an ambulance, all characters are aged up!

A/N: thinking about starting a crowdfundme to get horsecock eren jaeger figure for my birthday; after brainstorming with @thefangirlhasarrive i had to write this

You’re dying, you’re going to die, you’re absolutely dying and if they put up your gravestone, let them engrave: Bravery is the Fool’s weapon. Challenged getting dicked down by E. Jaeger and suffered the consequences.

What a way to go.

You’re pretty sure your parents would cry, your mom sobbing: “I didn’t raise her like this,” and your friends would cry too, but from laughing too hard because they warned you it was a stupid idea. They told you. They told you: “Don’t mess with Jaeger.”

It had started as a joke.

“I can take him,” you had said.

“In Mario Kart, right?” Connie had answered, grinning.

You had looked at him very seriously.

Connie’s grin quickly died. “In Mario Kart, right?”

A few massages later the arrangement was made, the logistics and procedure outlined and worked out by both parties with a precision and effort neither of you has ever put into your lecture assignments. You had shaken hands on it, tried not to think too much about how Eren’s big hand swallowed up yours and that was that. Which leads you to this very moment: Quivering legs spread over strong, muscular thigh, your clammy back pressed against hard abs and a deliciously tan chest, head thrown back against broad shoulders and whimpering against Eren’s neck. This is … this is something, all right.

“You still here?” Broad, warm hands slide over your thighs, grabbing a fistful of flesh and squeezing. “You’ve been awfully quiet the last couple of minutes.”

“Shut up,” you hiss through labored breathing, eyes rolling to the ceiling. “I’m trying to focus.”

A low chuckle. Eren nips on the elegant curve of your neck. “On how to take cock?”

“Well, you’re just—” You exhale softly, shift a little to ease off the constant pressure against that certain spot inside you. It doesn’t help. “Big.”

You feel Eren’s laugh vibrating through his body. His hands roam over your body, from your thighs over your sensitive waist where his nails drag over your skin making you shudder deliciously. Your walls clamp around his dick sitting snugly inside you, reaching so, so deep you almost feel him in your throat. You grab his wrists, but his hands have already found their home around your tits, squeezing and pinching your hard nipples.

Your legs jerk close but Eren’s already on the case, kicking them back open with his knees. Your eyes jump across the room for a second, but the sight is too much and you have to look away before you get any more dizzy.

The mirror. That stupid fucking mirror across the room putting you on beautiful display for yourself, legs spread, cunt stuffed. Eren meets your eyes in the mirror and makes a little sound like laughter but he chokes halfway through it when your walls squeeze around him too hard.

“Beautiful,” he groans, teeth grazing the back of your nape. “You look so good sitting on my cock.”

He’ll be your death. He’ll kill you, without mercy, because if Eren Jaeger is one thing, then it’s relentless, dead set on his purpose and right now he wants you fucked stupid on his cock and drunk with pleasure. He rolls his hips once, twice. It has you keeling over, but the pressure against your g-spot isn’t enough. You need more.

Stealing one of your hands between your legs, you swipe at your clit, collecting your arousal, relishing in the soft feeling of your warm pussy, the jolts it sends through your body to the pit of your stomach where it sharpens into a tight knot—

Eren slaps your thigh. Hard.

You gasp for breath, legs shaking.

“You’re only allowed to get off my cock.” His fingers dig into your hips, holding you in place as he slowly drags his cock out of you until his fat tip catches at the throbbing rim of your pussy. “That was the deal.”

“Maybe I could,” you say between clenched teeth as he feeds your cunt his cock, inch by slow inch. Even after sitting inside you for so long, the stretch still burns. “If you would actually fuck me.”

Eren gives a breathy laugh. Raises your hips again, and slams you down on his dick, yanking a moan out of you that has your toes curling, back arching off him. “Careful what you wish for.”

Feet planted firmly against the carpet, he fucks up into you, hips snapping harshly against your ass. Slap, slap, slap it goes as he jack-hammers into you, relentless, fast. Hard. The sound of skin slapping against skin drowns your voice as you shake your head left and right, try to find hold onto anything, something, try to blink past the hot veil of tears blurring your sight as he destroys you.

You reach up and tug at Eren’s hair, pulling it out of its messy bun so it spills like a curtain over his shoulders. “I-I ca—I can’t—” He’s so big, it’s suffocating you.

“Yes. Yes you can.” Eren presses his hot mouth against your jaw, licks at the tears collecting at your chin. “You’re a big girl, you can take it. Say it.”

“I—I can—” You swallow around the spit collecting in your mouth, catching at the corner of your lips. “I can take it.”

Eren exhales sharply, swears quietly under his breath, and rocks his hips shallowly until he’s so deep you can feel his tip graze your cervix. “Good girl.”

He fucks you like he owns you, like you’re nothing but his cute little fuckdoll, nothing but a tight fleshlight for his huge cock. Hand fisting your hair and pulling harshly, he makes you watch in the mirror as he splits you open, forces you to take his dick like a champion. Any thoughts fucked out of you, you lie limp in his arms, mouth hanging wide open, managing nothing but breathy gasps as he drives inside you over and over again, forcefully enough to bruise you from inside.

“See that?” His other hand comes around and presses against your belly; against the slight bulge his dick makes. You both groan. “God, you take me so well, so well. Better than anyone else.”

“Shut up, shut up.” Your walls close around him so hard he has to force his dick back inside, gritting his teeth.

“Fuck, you’re gonna cum, pretty girl? Cum on my dick?” You shake your head vigorously, then nod, whining desperately. You need to cum or you’re going to die.

Eren grabs you by the jaw, holding your head still. His teeth graze the shell of your ear, his voice gravely low. “Then cum.” He doesn’t stop fucking into you, still going even though you cum so hard it shatters you. Leaves you trembling, drooling, mumbling incoherent nonsense, eyes rolling back into your skull. “I’ve got you, baby. I’ve got you.” Eren keeps dragging his cock in and out, in and out. In. Out. In, and leaves it in, gently prodding his throbbing tip against your oversensitive bundle of nerves.

You lie exhausted in his arms, forcing breath after deep breath back into your lungs, trying to calm your heart. Absolutely pliant and fucked out, you let him smother your neck with kisses, let him drag his teeth over your sweaty, hot skin.

You could fall asleep right then and there.

Which is not Eren’s intent, evident by the slow roll of hips against your drenched, sloppy pussy, the agonizing drag his dick leaves against your wall. Still too tight for him. You choke on your spit.

He pulls out, agonizingly slowly, big hands still on your hips, and easily manhandles you until your back is pressed into the couch, knees up against your tits. His broad frame towers above you, nearly swallows you.

Eren rakes hand through his hair, brushing it out of his face. His sharp green eyes eat up the sight of your spread legs, your dripping, loose hole, your fucked out expression. And he grins. “Ready for round two?”

They always said he has the cock of a horse.

They never mentioned anything about having the stamina of one either.

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