Can I request a toxic eren x reader where eren leaves reader to become a fuckboy but instantly regrets it when he’s sees reader talking to other guys
we all love a good toxic eren every now and then don't we? ;)
cw: dubious content, toxic!eren, fem reader, jealous, possessive, angry eren, manipulative reader (you go queen!), exhibitionism + voyeurism, choking, daddy kink, pure degradation, threesome mentions, edging
honestly, eren knows it's on him. he is the one who broke up with you; he is the one who threw his situationship with other girls in your face; he is the one who taught you how to keep a man hooked with the sway of your hips, the look in your eyes. it's all on him.
and right now, he's being forced to watch you enact exactly what he taught you. even as his latest is trying to catch his attention, by pressing her chest up against his, his eyes are glued to your giggling, your purposeful stumbling into your latest.
while his latest is some ... random girl who's name he's forgot, you're talking to reiner braun. the fucking co-captain of marley university's lacrosse team. his rival.
and reiner is eating it up, you running a hand over his arm muscles and ooh-ing and ah-ing, your glossy little lips contorting into circular shapes and making reiner wonder ... just what could that mouth do?
eren knows, and he wishes he didn't.
"eren," the random girl whines. "you said we'd leave this party ages ago."
eren grits his teeth. tries to keep his composure because in that moment, you've looped your arms around reiner's neck and are tiptoeing up to whisper in his ear.
"what!" he snaps, squeezing his solo cup a little too strongly. his ginger ale vodka spills out in giant droplets, and stains the girl's little white top.
"ugh," she says, staring down at the stain. "now i have to go clean this up. will you wait for me?"
"sure," eren says, with no intention of doing so. because he knows exactly what you said and what you were planning on doing when he watches you walk away from reiner with a little bounce in your step, your ass looking delectable in your miniskirt. "fuck this," he says, walking towards reiner.
"hey," eren says, greeting reiner with a casual nod.
"oh, hey, jaeger," reiner says, barely looking at him. he's still looking at you as you walk up the stairs to the second floor.
"there's a sick marley vs paradis beer pong game going on in the basement, braun, you wanna check it out?"
"nah, i, uh, have some things to do," reiner says, rubbing the back of his head, finally giving eren some eye contact.
"like fucking my ex-girlfriend?" eren asks with the raise of a brow.
"she told me you never put a label on it."
"yeah, well, forgive me if i wanted to take things slow," eren retorts.
"as if!" reiner laughs, loud and booming. "jaeger, don't think just because i go to a different college i don't know your reputation. you just wanted to fuck around, and you did, and now you lost the best girl you've had and ever will have. good thing i'm not gonna make the same mistake."
eren sees red, and is this close to punching reiner. but thankfully, armin comes in, seemingly ready to do damage control.
"hey now," he says gently, instantly diffusing the tension. "what's up guys? discussing lacrosse tactics or something?"
before reiner can get a word in, eren speaks. "hell no, not with this guy. i'm trying to convince him to do the marley vs paradis beer pong game."
"the marley vs paradis beer pong game?"
eren clears his throat.
"ah! my bad, yeah, i'm organizing it," armin says, catching on. "you in, reiner?"
reiner's eyes narrow. "what's in it for me?"
"i'll give up my captain-ship if you win," eren says quickly. armin gasps.
"no, armin, you'd probably be better anyway. i need to take a break to focus on school anyway," eren says. this isn't something too big to give up for him, compared to losing you to reiner. besides, he can take it back next year and have you in the stands cheering for him. "and that's if this big oaf even defeats us. go assemble jean, connie, marco, and the others, it should be an easy win."
"big oaf?" reiner snarls. "okay, fine, you little fuckers, you're on. i'll see you in the basement." he goes off, seemingly to find the rest of the marley lacrosse players.
"what was this for?" armin asks, dropping his voice low. he traces eren's gaze upstairs.
"i'm getting my girl back," eren says. "next time you see me, i'll be a taken man."
see, eren and you used to play a game at these kinds of house parties. it was created when the two of you realized you both had some sort of exhibition kink.
it starts with a whisper of tantalizing taunts. so are you gonna fuck me or what? i'm so ready for you babe. you both pretend no one heard you, and one of you makes an obvious exit. the one left behind waits a little, pretending that you've briefly separated. and then, in a bit, another obvious exit. then, the two of you get risky with the door ajar, waiting to see who got curious enough to enter, who might get brave enough to join.
most of the paradis lacrosse team has. even armin, who you had told eren was your favorite join-er. but that was a long time ago.
until now. because eren is ready to take your ass back. you had probably noticed eren's stares, figured that eren would be the secret voyeur who wouldn't join because of his inherent jealousy and possessiveness. but little did you know - he would be the one to replace who you had intended reiner to be.
when he makes it to the door, he already sees a glimpse of your bare skin. and it's enough to make him become painfully hard, just knowing how beautiful your bare body is, just knowing what that body can do to him and for him. tightly swallowing, he enters, and closes the door gently enough to not let it lock.
"eren?" you say, incredulously. you don't even bother to hide yourself. you're wearing a lacey green set, a bustier holding your tits up perfectly and a thong whose edges spiral upwards across your smooth skin. it was eren's favorite set, too, because you said you had gotten it to match his eyes. "where's reiner?"
"no fucking clue," he lies. "what i do have a clue about is your intentions. what the fuck? this was our thing."
you scoff. "eren, you broke up with me. "our" is a word that doesn't exist between the two of us anymore. what i chose to do, what intentions i have, they're not yours to think about. go find another girl to bother."
you saunter over to the bed, sitting down languidly and spreading your legs. your hips crease as you sit and eren wants his hands there immediately.
"now," you begin, leaning back on the pillows. "i'm gonna get myself ready for reiner." you begin to palm your pussy, and the soft moaning noises you make goes straight to eren's dick, and he's thinking with it for sure.
taking off his shirt in one swift motion, he steps towards you. when he gets close enough to touch you, you stop him with your free hand, pushing him back by his chest as hard as you can.
"ah, ah, ah," you say, tapping his pecs. "no touching."
eren grunts. "who's to say i can't look? you'll be begging me to touch you soon enough." he sits across from you, rumpling the bed. the two of you are in the lacrosse guest room, which was usually your room of choice during these games.
"no i won't," you say honestly. "do you really think i want you back? at all? after the way you treated me, i'd sooner go celibate." in contrast with your final words, you slip your fingers through your thong to touch your clit, and let out little huffs of breath.
eren gulps. you look divine. he wants you so bad. "what do you want from me? an apology? fine. i'm sorry."
you snort. "can you shut up? your face is pretty till you talk."
he calls out your name, beginning to sound whiny. "please. i said i'm sorry!"
"that's hardly an apology, jaeger," you say, rolling your eyes. "guys have called out my name with more emotion during sex."
eren sees red again, feels his entire body tighten and flex. only this time, there's no armin to calm him down.
"you fuckin' dirty whore," eren snarls, surging up to grab both your hands and pin them to the headboard. "how many guys have you fucked since me?" he needs to know.
"too many to count, you blockhead," you say, a fire glittering in your eyes. a fire that sets eren up for an explosion.
he kisses you brutally, smashing his lips against yours and clicking your teeth together. surprisingly, you kiss him back, going tongue to tongue with him. eren's heart is racing in his chest; you never fail to exhilarate him like this. he doesn't know why he ever left you, why his ass ever thought it was a good idea to abandon the best thing he's ever had.
he releases you with a loud, wet noise, strings of spit messily connecting you to and dripping down your chins. releasing your hands, too, he undoes your bra and spits on your breasts with the excess.
"these tits are mine, you got that? m i n e." he leans down to add more to your chest with messy sucking and biting, kneading and massaging the one he can't have in his mouth. you grab onto his hair with your now free hands, pulling tightly as he makes you squirm with his mouth on your breasts.
"hnngh!" your nipples are so sensitive, especially in his mouth.
"you hear that? hmm? you just fucking moaned for me. for me!" eren says, parting from your breasts breathlessly.
"still -" gasp. "not-" gasp. "yours!" you finish, chest heaving.
eren smirks, a sinister look in his dashing green eyes. he goes under your panties just as you had moments ago, fingers slipping in easily.
"then what does all this slick suggest?"
"that i'm a slut," you say, challenging. your breath has caught up, so you sound cool. collected. confident. "hardly means anything more."
what eren wouldn't give to shut you up right now. so he kisses you ruthlessly again, while pumping his fingers into your needy, wet cunt. you mewl into his mouth, hips trying to thrust against his hand.
"should mean something if you're rutting this hard against my hands, baby girl," eren coos, gently sucking on your lips now. "admit it now. you're mine."
"nuh-uh!" you say, losing track of any clever comebacks when eren's thick thumb presses down on your clit in little motions. "uuh!"
eren chuckles. "forgot your words? i missed my stupid slut so much." he presses his forehead against yours as he feels your walls begin to clamp in the way they always do before you orgasm. "open your eyes, baby, look into my eyes as you cum."
you don't open your eyes.
eren stops his ministrations and instead slaps your cunt; you gasp. "i said open your eyes."
"please, daddy," you say, finally giving in, lips pouting. eren delights in the beautiful shade of your eyes, looking even better with the tears of sexual frustration that have gathered on your lash line. you're his pouting princess. "let me cum!"
"look at that!" eren exclaims, obliging you, continuing to look into your eyes. he knows that his eyes make you weak, too. "my girl can use her words." he massages your clit and fingers you with his expertise, and before he knows it, you're falling apart at his fingers, wrapping your arms around him and leaning your head on his shoulder as your legs cramp and twitch as the waves of your orgasm are too powerful for your sensation.
"whaddya say to another orgasm, baby?" eren asks, lifting your head up to face him. he slides his slick stained fingers into your mouth, wordlessly commanding you to suck.
you suck them clean, though you make sure to bite on them at the end, which elicits a hiss from eren.
"you're going to regret that," eren says, simply, honestly. no malice in his tone, because his actions will be enough, when he edges you till you're about to burst from the pain of not getting what your body wants.
"there isn't anything you can do that'll make me regret that," you say, sucking where you bit and releasing his fingers with a pop. "i already got the pleasure i needed from biting you." you've got a self satisfied smile on your face that eren is desperate to turn into a fucked out smile instead.
"looks like your body wants more," eren says when your thighs automatically twitch when his hand brushes over them. then, when he places a hand gently over your cunt, cupping it, using his thumb to smooth circles over it, your thighs also involuntarily tighten around his hands as if to trap him there. "see?"
"t-that's not intentional," you say, flustered. eren finds it adorable, and uses his free hand to instead cup your cheeks. "c'mon, baby girl. you know you want it."
he shakes his head. "i want you to say it."
"your heart?" you say sarcastically.
"you already have it," eren says, huffing. "what you don't have is my cock."
you grin devilishly. "if i have your heart, why would i want your cock?"
frustrated, eren undoes his pants and underwear quickly, so he can grab a hold of his flushed and strained cock and let the head of it touch your cunt.
you let out a tiny puff of breath when you feel his hot cockhead against your center.
"your mouth might lie, but your body isn't," eren says, voice hoarse and croaking. "tell me the truth." he very so slightly pushes into your folds, such a barely there movement that if you weren't so hyperaware of his body near yours, you wouldn't have even noticed it perhaps. but you are.
finally, finally, finally - you appear give in.
a rush of breath exits you. "ah! oh, eren!"
"yes? yes, baby girl?" eren is mentally and physically on the edge.
if you were a touch crueler, you might've left him hanging here, too. but it looks like you're impatient, too, wrapping your arms around eren's and digging your nails into his thick back muscles.
just as you say "fuck me," you pull eren against you.
with the practiced motion of an expert familiar with your body, eren pushes into you. readjusting to his thick girth burns a path inside of you, but your greedy cunt takes him in all the same, and the blissful feeling of being wrapped around your warmth is enough to make him forget how long he's been waiting to return to you.
because for now, for him, you are eternal and infinite and his.
"fuck!" eren says, snapping his hips quickly. "i missed you so much! i missed you enough to go crazy. all i could think about was your dirty cunt sucking me in... all i dreamt about was my cock, splitting you apart."
"is this --" you gasp when eren hits a spot deep within you, choking on your words as your toes curl and your eyelids flutter. "is this reality better than your dreams?"
"of course, babe," eren says sweetly, kissing you gently. not at all like his usual kissing. which gets remedied quickly as he hungrily nibbles on your lips and takes in your tongue. "you're my one and only girl."
smiling widely, face hot, you kiss him back just as hungry, just as needy.
"i'm yours," you confirm, sighing into his mouth as he fucks you just the way you like. "all yours."
eren groans as you suddenly cum, your walls clamping around him. he had wanted to smirk, wanted to relish in finally getting what he wanted - but the feeling of you on him was even greater than that sense of accomplishment.
"you're mine for the rest of the night, babe, if not forever."
unsurprisingly, at some point late into the night, reiner enters the room. after all, eren never let the door lock, closed it just enough to leave it slightly ajar.
"the fuck?" reiner says, words slurring together a bit. clearly, the beer pong game got a few drinks into him.
"wanna join?" you say, sweat shining on your cheekbones and a dreamy look in your eye from multiple orgasms with eren. "we don't bite."
"she does," eren says. he palms your breasts. "but her tits make it worth it, i think."
"not my cunt?" you say, sickly sweet.
"that, too," eren says, chuckling.
"what the hell," reiner says, still standing by the door. a pause. then, he walks in, closes it completely, locking the door, after which he says: "unlike you fools, i like my pleasure in private."
"and i like as much pleasure as possible," you say, beckoning him closer. he listens. with two boys wrapped around your finger, you're sure about to get even more of it than you already have.
and you see ... that's exactly what you had intended.
when eren broke up with you, you knew he was going to come crawling back. eren was your stereotypical rich playboy athlete, but what he wasn't was dedicated to that reputation. just like you, what eren wanted most was pleasure. and you knew you were the one who gave him pleasure unlike any other.
but what he wanted, too, was attention and affection. so he just needed to lose yours to realize how important you were to him. reiner was definitely your most purposeful choice to incite eren into action; the others had just been to build up the tension and jealousy within him slowly. et voila, just as you had predicted, eren came after you in an effort to get you back.
why? you remember reiner and eren's earlier conversation which you'd overheard when you lingered by the stairs momentarily.
it was true, you think, as eren and reiner pleasure your body to the best of their abilities. and eren realized it, too.
you are the best girl eren has ever had, and the best girl he will ever have.
reblogs are appreciated. let me know what you liked and didn't like, so i can be a better writer for you. hope u enjoyed this babes <3333
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I don't want to blow smoke up my own ass but I really love the way I wrote these to be honest. It makes me feel things.
the blonde tiddy squad (whoever u want) hearing you never kissed someone before
𝐙𝐄𝐊𝐄 & 𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄
includes: zeke & reiner x reader
content warning: fluff and kissing. maybe a tiny bit of suggestiveness.
💭: BLONDE TIDDY SQUAD FOR THE WIN! I love these big, blonde men both so much that I knew I had to finish this request as soon as I could~
It was night and yet, you couldn’t sleep. You were hot and you were craving for the cool, fresh air outside, so you made your way out the double doors to the balcony. Your eyes closed as you leant up against the railing, breathing in the cool breeze. It felt so nice against the sheen layer of sweat on your face.
Suddenly, you heard a noise behind you and you leapt out of your skin, turning your head to see what it was. What you expected to be a bird was none other than Zeke Yeager, the war chief of the titan warriors. You relaxed, gazing at his figure which was only visible because of the moonlight. It made sense why he was outside. He was having his late-night smoke, and you weren’t surprised, this man never slept.
“It’s a beautiful night, wouldn’t you agree, ___?” He spoke, blowing out smoke from between his lips before turning his gaze from the sky to look at you with his grey eyes. “A perfect night for a kiss under the stars.”
You blushed at his words and you looked away from him. He was always so poetic in the way he spoke when he wasn’t so caught up in his duties and you found it charming. It was one of the reasons why you had gained a huge crush on him.
“I wouldn’t know.” You responded, biting your lip to help contain your anxiety.
“Oh?” His eyebrows rose at what you had said and he pushed himself off the side of the building. He dropped his cigarette onto the ground and squashed it under his foot, moving forward to lean on the railing next to you. “Have you never been kissed under the stars before?”
“I’ve never been kissed at all, Mr Yeager.” You said honestly, moving your hands off the railing to play with the hem of your clothes. The only person you kissed was the Zeke in your dreams where you had woken up the next morning in a cold sweat. You didn’t want to meet his eye. How could someone your age still not have been kissed yet? You were embarrassed by what he probably thought of you. He was probably going to laugh at your pitiful admission and taunt you for being innocent like everyone else.
Instead, you heard no laughter. You heard no taunts. All you heard was silence. You turned your head to look at him and your cheeks flushed once more, seeing him staring down at you, a genuine smile on his face.
“It is a shame you haven’t experienced such a thing yet.” He chuckled, lifting his hand to stroke your cheek. “However, it shouldn’t be something to be embarrassed about.”
“I want to experience it though.” You sighed, looking into his eyes which enraptured you. “I-I want a lover’s kiss. I want to know what it’s like to have someone want me. To have someone show that with a kiss. I hear about how thrilling it is all the time and I’m so close to knowing what it’s like myself, but I can’t grasp it. I just... don’t have that someone.”
“Then let me give you that then.” He hummed, moving his hand to your side and pulling you closer. “I can be your someone, ___.”
“B-but... are you sure that’s something you want to do?” You were in shock, not expecting him to respond like that and especially not expecting him to offer a kiss to you. It was like your dreams were coming to life and it sent excitement coursing through your veins.
“I’ve been wanting to do this for a very long time, sweetheart.” He whispered, leaning in to capture your lips with his and you gasped, reaching up to grasp at his white button-up shirt.
The kiss was passionate and rough, but not too much to overwhelm you. He had wrapped both of his arms around you, pulling you so that you were flush against him and you whined against his lips. Your arms moved to wrap around his neck and your hands found their way into his hair, tugging on the blonde strands. You could taste a mixture of tobacco and mint, a contrasting flavour that had you reeling.
He pulled away slightly, giving you a moment to breathe and he rested his forehead on yours, grinning down at you. “How was your first kiss?”
“Perfect.” You flushed and you moved to pull him in for another kiss to hide your shyness, him happily obliging your request.
“Yes, I have never been kissed before. So what?” You huffed, glaring at your group of friends staring at you in shock. “Does it even matter?”
“Uh, no...” Connie muttered, scratching the back of his neck. “We are just surprised, that’s all. I mean it’s just-
“Well, keep your surprise to yourselves!” You huffed, stomping off to your room where you could get some peace. You were frustrated and embarrassed. You didn’t want all your friends to find out about your lack of experience, but of course, they overheard you talking about it with Mikasa.
There was a knock at your door and you called out for whoever it was to go away.
“It’s me.” A rough voice called out from behind the door and your eyes widened. You knew exactly who it was and it was the man you had grown to love ever since you both were cadets, Reiner Braun.
“Um... come on in, Reiner.” You responded, listening to the door open and you looked over to see him standing in the doorway, hands shoved in his pockets. “What’s up?”
“Are you okay?” He asked, walking in and closing the door behind him. He moved to kneel beside your form which was sitting on the edge of your bed and he looked up at you. He placed his hands delicately over your closed ones resting in your lap. He was always so kind to you like this and it made your heart race. You remember how he used to always be so rash and angry. He was a different man now. A man who had been through many things.
“You know you don’t have to worry about what they think.” He frowned, looking down at both of your hands. “I’m sure not kissing someone until now is completely normal.”
“How would you know?” You asked, studying his features.
“I mean, I don’t know... but you shouldn’t feel alienated because of it.” He sighed, squeezing your hands.
“Thank you, Reiner, for, you know,” You muttered, a blush forming on your cheeks, spreading to your ears. “comforting me.”
“It’s nothing, ___.”
He blushed as well, looking up at you again and you found comfort in his eyes. You were desperate to reach forward and touch the stubble forming on his jawline and upper lip. He looked so good and he was so close, you could feel his breath on your face. The proximity was arousing.
“Reiner... I really want you to kiss me right now.” You muttered, your breathing becoming heavier. “You’re just so close and I feel... warm.”
His breath hitched at what you said and he bit down on his bottom lip. He moved one of his hands that were resting on yours onto one of your thighs, pushing them apart. You squirmed at the contact, watching as he moved between your legs. He reached up, cupping your cheeks and he stroked them softly, looking into your eyes. “Fuck... angel, that’s hot... are you sure?”
“Um, yes, I am sure.” You muttered, the heat of your cheeks rising as he leant closer. He had planned to go soft on you for your first kiss. His lips brushed against yours and you whimpered at the contact, the sound urging him forward to connect your lips roughly, all plans were thrown out the window.
The feeling was intense and you instantly wrapped yourself around him, pulling him closer. His lips moved in sync with yours; a stuttered groan erupting from the back of his throat when you tugged at his hair. He felt so good against you and you wanted more, more of his skin against yours. He could tell you were desiring to escalate the kiss, so he pulled away. He didn’t want to rush you.
“R-reiner...” You whined, tugging at his shirt and he shook his head, pressing a kiss to your forehead.
“Not yet, flower. Be patient.” He cooed, leaning down to bury his face in your neck to breathe in your scent. He sighed, trailing his finger down your inner thigh. “That doesn’t mean I don’t want to press you up against this bed and make you scream; I just want to take my time with you.”
HERE LIES THE REST OF MY WORKS
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I’m just curious, how do you think the brothers and dateables would moan? Breathy, raspy, heck even a “grandpa” who chronically smokes type of moan?
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐌𝐎𝐀𝐍 ft. om! brothers + dateables
includes: lucifer, mammon, leviathan, satan, asmodeus, beezlebub, belphagor, diavolo, barbatos, simeon & solomon
content warning: 18+ content, swearing, descriptions of moaning & mentions of punishments and pet play
💭: wooo!! this was easy to write about! I also had so much fun figuring out how they moan- thanks for requesting <3
this man is so quiet!!
the only sounds that you will hear are the sounds of him grunting when he climaxes
however, if you run your fingers down his horns to the base of them he will moan!
just be prepared for a punishment of course..
oh wow.. this demon WHINES
he's like a puppy begging for attention
at first, he'll try to keep quiet
but don't let him fool you
as soon as you buck your hips into his, he'll be an absolute mess for you
a whimpering mess!!
he pants like he just ran a full marathon, but sex is probably the only exercise he gets so it's probably accurate to say the least...
let's out little, sharp moans
literally sounds like an anime character
I mean, what do expect, he isn't a normie
if you have a pet play kink well...
this demon is the one for you
because he fucking PURRS!!
I kid you not, he'll purr into your neck while fucking you from behind like a cat on heat
if you do something that makes him lose his mind or you tease him, he will growl
obnoxious! loud! moans!
you think you're loud?
he is the KING of being loud
he loves sex and he loves himself
he wants that attention and he's going to moan for you because he wants you to know how good you're making him feel
this one was hard to decide
I think he's a heavy breather
definitely not too loud
but not quiet either
stutters when he climaxes
moans just to tease you
he loves to do it right up against your ear
loves the way you squirm at the feeling
other than that, he's like lucifer
pretty quiet overall
another loud one
he doesn't moan though
he groans and growls like a beast
he doesn't care if all of devildom hears him
he enjoys himself to the fullest
and he wants you to hear it all
bites his lip a lot but some moans are able to slip through as much as he tries to hold it back
he tries to keep his personal life a secret
but sometimes he can't help but be loud when he's fucking you on the royal kitchen bench with flour going everywhere
you just feel too good...
oh my god no pun intended
this angel has some of the prettiest moans!!
they're so breathy and feminine
they're like music to your ears
he cries out when he climaxes
probably blushes after it too
probably the smoker here
most likely does some heavy shit
sexy grandpa! sexy grandpa!
raspy groans that tickle at your eardrums
however, he likes to dirty taIk instead of moan
he's too busy making you blush to make any sounds of pleasure
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