im utterly obsessed with gale dekarios and bg3 so have this based on a post i saw earlier. 18+ below the cut, minors and ageless blogs DNI
she/her pronouns and afab terms used below
thinking about this post i saw where this person was eating their partner out and their partners thighs were too tight around their head and despite their attempts to get their partner to loosen up they wouldnt so they grabbed them by the thighs or hips and slammed them into the bed and their partner thought it was insanely hot so they never told them that they did it cause they couldnt breathe and thought about it being gale despite his measly 8 strength stat
cause even if that man is dying heâs gonna go out eating his partners cunt.
so tav sits upon his face, a bit nervous but excited. after all, she has to see what this âpracticed tongueâ business is all about and he insisted this was the best way.
so she hovers above his face, legs spread on either side of him. he tuts and pulls her flush down against his face, his nose hitting her clit while his tongue licks up the seam of her cunt.
his hands come in between her thighs, spreading her open with his thumbs so he can fuck his tongue into her more easily. heâs near ravenous as he devours her, slurping, licking, sucking, even placing a soft teasing nip against her clit.
it causes her thighs to squeeze tight around the sides of his head, cutting off any air flow that he can move to get. heâs stuck under her warm, wet cunt, unable to breathe.
he tries lifting her hips, spreading her thighs, whatever he can but its no use. so with the adrenaline from his lack of oxygen, he uses his strength to hold her hips and drive her backwards onto the mattress. slamming her body down against the bed, all while staying somewhat connected to her cunt.
the shock of it has her thighs loosening around his head. a shaky gasp mixed with a moan coming from her after.
he pants heavily against her wet centre, face soaked with the slick from her. he looks up at her through his eyelashes, afraid heâs startled her.
but she grabs his hair and pushes his face back flush against her cunt. to which he moans and removes her hand from his hair. he grabs her thighs and presses them up to her stomach, keeping them spread to ensure she doesnât suffocate him with them again before he happily begins licking at her again.
heâs enthusiastic with it despite the near death experience, or at least near passing out. it didnt seem to deter her arousal with the way she drips down her ass and to the sheet beneath.
when she finishes he doesnt have the heart to tell her she nearly killed him. especially when she raves to him how hot it was that he tossed her around like it was nothing.
he doesnt have the heart to tell her it will most likely never happen again unless he had a potion of hill giant strength. heâs simply a weak man who was driven by adrenaline. it still sends pride through him that she found it so attractive though.
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nsfw below the cut, minors and ageless blogs DNI
eddie is a fucking munch, we can all agree on that right??
heâd sit between your thighs for hours until youâre raw and sensitive, begging for him to stop. even then he wouldnt.
heâd part your lower lips with his thumbs and spit just to hear you gasp. and then heâd grin and dive in, thumbs keeping your cunt open for his tongue.
heâs eager like someone who hasnt eaten in days, slurping and sucking at your clit with every upstroke he lays on your cunt. his tongue pressing inside, curling and fucking in.
heâs covered in your cum, its dripping down his chin and staining his sheets (not that they arenât already stained).
he would use his nose to stimulate your clit while he fucked his tongue inside of you. making sure heâs making you feel as good as he does. he gets off on it, moaning and humming at the taste of you. you can often look down and see the way he humps the bed or fists and teases his cock.
when he finally feel satiated by how fucked out you are, he pulls away and wipes his face clean. grinning at you with pride, watching how you pant and squirm with the aftershocks.
he makes sure to be gentle when he cleans you with a wash cloth, carrying you to the bathroom so you can pee afterwards. in that time he changes the sheets and gets you a water bottle, maybe a snack if you feel like it. he brings you back to the bed if you canât/donât want to walk and rolls a blunt for the both of you. if you so wish to partake.
he holds you and rubs your back or plays with your hair, basically does whatever you want him to so he can please you.
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im wanting to write some steve harrington x reader but have no prompt ideas aughhh
if you want send some to me! sfw or not!
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Harrington's Party | Eddie Munson X F!Reader
Summary:Â You seek Eddie out to buy weed at a party only to realize you'd accidentally spent your $20 earlier.
Word Count: 4.5k
Warnings:Â kinda naive/bimbo!reader, drug dealing (marijuana), smut, oral/facefucking (m receiving), cum swapping, little bit of cock worship, slightest bit of degradation, praise kink, fingering, steve hears you guys literally fucking in his bed
A/N: this went so different than i expected it to in so many ways
âEddie Munson, just the guy I was looking to find!â
The voice calling his name pulled his attention from the solo cup he was filling with punch, which was definitely more alcohol than punch. Turning around, he was surprised to find you with an eager look in your eyes. Your voice edged towards a shout so he could hear you over the music and conversations surrounding you. âI need to talk to you, come with me.â Holding onto his sleeve, you led him through the crowd and up a flight of stairs. It wasn't until you reached a quiet hallway that led to Steve's bedroom that he could finally speak.
As your hand met the doorknob, he lightly tugged his wrist from your grasp and held up a hand with a small laugh. âAlright, as much as I donât wanna question the pretty girl dragging me into a bedroom at someoneâs partyâ youâve never gone out of your way to talk to me before. Are you trying to buy or something?â
âDing ding ding,â You sang, opening the door, flipping on the light, and ushering him inside. âI wanted to buy weed, heard youâre the guy to ask.â
âI am if you want good product for a good price,â He shrugged, and then the only sound was the muffled thumping of the music downstairs while he took in his surroundings. There were framed photos of Steve and his friends and his family and you. Basketball trophies lined a few shelves. The room was clean except for a few items of clothing strewn about. Sitting on the edge of the bed he shook his head slightly, âGod, this is some crazy shit.â
âWhat?â You frowned slightly, kicking off your shoes and sitting beside him.
âSelling you weed in Steve âThe Hairâ Harringtonâs bedroom. I thought it was weird just coming to one of his parties, but I figured I could at least make a few sales.â He gave a flourishing gesture towards you; âI was not mistaken. Although, I definitely didnât expect you to be one of them.â
You laid back on the bed. âOh, I guess Iâm just used to it at this pointâ being in Steveâs room, not buying drugs in it. Itâs not a big deal though, heâs really kind of a dork.â
Eddieâs eyes raked over your bare legs distractedly, the hem of your dress settled just above mid-thigh and the material fitting just right to your body. âSo, youâre in Harringtonâs bed a lot, huh? I didnât know you two wereâŚâ
He watched you toy with the necklace you were wearing, rambling every time your mouth opened. âOh, no, weâre not together or anything. I mean, weâve hooked up a few times but weâre just good friends, yâknow?âÂ
No, honestly, he didnât know. Heâd never had a âgood friendâ who he casually had sex with, but frankly, heâd never had a âgood friendâ who looked like you or Steve Harrington. So, he just nodded and moved on. âHow much were you looking to buy?â
âHow much could I get for a twenty? Thatâs all Iâve got right now.â
âThatâll get you half an ounce,â He answered as he leaned down to grab the black tin lunchbox he carried around.
âSweet.â Grabbing your purse, you rustled through it for your wallet which you popped open. You frowned when the twenty-dollar bill you knew had been in there was nowhere to be found. Then it hit you, your palm meeting your forehead with a muted smack. âFuck! I gave Steve my twenty to get the kegs!â
Eddie heaved a falsely exasperated sigh but his expression was politely amused. âIâm always one to bargain, but I canât just go around givin' away something for nothing, can I?" Prepared to leave, he pushed off the bed and stood up. "No big deal, I guess youâll have to find me some other time.â
Whining, you kneeled at the edge of the bed so you could reach far enough to grab his wrist and stop him. âEddie, no, wait! I really wanna smoke tonight, please? And I swore Iâd bring stuff to this sleepover Iâm having with some friends tomorrow, I need it!â
If someone had told him this morning that heâd wind up in Steve Harringtonâs bedroom at a party with you begging on your knees before him, heâd have laughed in their face. âI feel for you, sweetheart, I really do. But Iâm kinda running a business and, as cute as that little pouty lip youâve got goinâ is, I canât go doing favors for any pretty girl who bats her eyes at me.âÂ
âWhat if I did more than bat my eyes?â You shifted to hold his hand in both of yours, urging him slightly closer as you looked up at him coyly.
He let out a small, surprised laugh. âNot that your offer isnât tempting, but I donât normally do deals like that. Besides, you, me, and the rest of the student body all know you wouldnât touch me with a ten-foot pole.â The expression you took on almost looked offended, although he wasnât entirely sure why.
âIf the offerâs tempting then take it, Munson. You said youâre always one to bargain, right?â One of your hands moved from his arm to the front of his shirt, fiddling with the fabric and looking up at him. âIâll make sure to give you your moneyâs worth, I promise.â
His voice was a tad shaky as he watched your hand and its movements like a hawk, âI donât doubt that. I just uh- just donât wanna take advantage of you, you know?â
You practically giggled, fingers bypassing his t-shirt and nails scratching lightly through the trail of hair you found leading into his jeans. âYouâre not takinâ advantage of me, silly, I'm offering! I get weed and you get to cum, itâs a win-win situation!â Just the feeling of your hands on his bare skin had him distracted enough to delay his response, though heâd opened his mouth to do so. What you thought was hesitation on his face had you drawing your hands back and looking down at your lap in extreme embarrassment. Youâd gotten ahead of yourself. âU-Unless you donât want me toâ which is obviously okay of course, I mean I-Iâm definitely not your type and thatâs totally fair, Iâm really sorry, Iâm sure thereâs somebody else here I can get stuff fromââ
Eddie was quick to cut you off, grabbing your hands and sitting beside you as he uttered your name. His voice sounded serious but his eyes held humor when you looked into them. He was shocked to find yours welling with tears; though, to your credit, none spilled over. âIâve been hard since I saw you were taking me to a bedroom. Trust me, sweetheart, it doesnât take a business proposal for me to want you. But I donât want you to think Iâm expecting it from you or something, okay? We both know how people talk about you and you donât deserve that, I donât think those things about you.â
âYou donât think Iâm a s-slut?âÂ
He couldnât decide if the little sniffle that followed your words broke his heart or melted it. âOf course not, I-I think youâreâŚexcitableâŚand emotional and guys take advantage of that.â
Although youâd been hurt or made insecure by the way people treated you, youâd never considered it as âtaking advantageâ before. He was right; you were an eager and highly strung person, so it wasnât all that surprising that when a guy showed interest in you, you were happy to make them happy. Youâd put out, theyâd disappoint you by leaving after, and youâd get over it. But people talk and in a small public high school, âeagerâ equates to âeasyâ and âeasyâ sparks a reputation.Â
Nobody really seemed to understand that, at least they never specifically acknowledged it, until now. Until Eddie. Your gaze was full of surprise and what looked like admiration as you looked at him, nodding rapidly. âYeah, th-they do!â
Despite your reputation, you were generally well-liked by most people at Hawkins High. Even with your status as one of the âpopularâ students, youâd always been polite to those who were less socially fortunate than you, including Eddie and his friends. It made him develop a sort of soft spot for you, especially as he had a few conversations with you over time and realized how genuinely sweet and sensitive you were. He could only ask to copy your notes or borrow a pencil so many times though.
Leaning your head against his shoulder, you wrapped both your arms around one of his. âYâknow, Iâm going back on my word hereââ He drawled, âBut if you swear to pay me back within the next few days, I can give you the weed tonight. Just don't tell anyone, 'cause then everybody'll think they deserve free shit.â
âOh, Eddie, I canât do that! You canât just give it to me!â
Chuckling, he playfully patted your head. âKind of you to be so concerned, honey, but I can survive a couple days twenty dollars short.â Still, you toyed with his rings with one hand while the other nervously moved to squeeze at his thigh. âSweetheart, really, you donât have to do that.â
âButâŚI-I want toâŚâ You admit somewhat abashedly. Even sitting down, Eddie felt like his knees went weak. It was incomprehensible how your eyes managed to look so innocent, even as you told him, âI wanna suck your cock, Eddie. Can I? Pretty please?â God, he couldâve come in his pants then and there.
âJesus, thereâs no way in hell youâre actually asking to blow me right now,â He muttered incredulously. Your fingers grazed the hardness in his jeans and he blew out a sharp breath. âYou seriously want it? Fuck, can you say it again?â
Pouting, you tugged at his hand and scooted even closer to him, âPleeease?â You bit down on your lip and excitedly palmed at his length. âI wanna make you feel good, Eddie. Can I?â
He had to fight to keep his eyes from rolling back in his head. âShit okay, honey. Uhââ Dragging a hand down his face, he did his best to regain his composure within half a second while you were already dropping to your knees in front of him. Instantly going for his belt buckle, you refrained from commenting on the handcuff design.
As he watched you, he forcefully yanked off the red and black flannel heâd been wearing unbuttoned over his Hellfire shirt; you hadnât even gotten his cock out yet and he already felt like his entire body was on fire. Although he would never admit it to you, heâd been dreaming of this since sophomore year. His hips lifted from the bed long enough for you to draw his jeans and checkered boxers down his thighs. Unrestrained, his dick twitched against his stomach, the sight making you let out a moan that only excited him further. âStick your tongue out for me, sweetheart,â He cooed as his ringed hand began fisting his cock. Doing as he said, your eyes widened when he slapped the head against your tongue a few times. He noticed your hips rocking, seeking friction against something that wasnât there. âPoor baby, so needy, huh? âS gonna be okay, donât worry, princess.âÂ
You guided him further into your mouth, his hand cradling the back of your head. The look in his eyes was absolutely awe-inspired; youâd think he was in love if you didnât know any better. Taking more of him with every bob of your head, your manicured nails dragged lightly from his hips down his thighs. When your hand moved to massage his balls while your tongue stroked over the head of his cock, he whimpered and clutched tighter at your hair. He wanted to protest when the heat of your mouth left him, but your hand took over stroking his length so you could speak. âYour cock is fucking perfect, Eddie,â You sighed. Your eyes looked almost glossed over as you gazed up at him, seeming unreasonably content; touch sweeping from his happy trail to the suitably grown-out patch of hair at his base. âSo pretty.â
âThink so, baby?â He grunted breathlessly. âGotta say, Iâve never heard that one before.â You took him by surprise then, dipping your head to lave your tongue slowly over his balls before taking one in your mouth. âDear mother of God, youâre actually going to kill me.â
Admittedly completely cockdrunk by this point, your voice was an airy hum coming from wet, swollen lips. âCanât help it, you taste sâgood. Want you to fuck my throat, Eddie, please? Wanna make you come.â
âYouâre a fucking dream, you know that, sweetheart?â He cupped your jaw, thumb soothingly rubbing your cheek. âGo on, open wide for me, hm? Good girl.â Breathing deeply through your nose, you tried your best to relax your throat as he eased his way into it. âFucking shit, baby, thatâs amazing. Taking me so well.â Hand carefully wrapped around your neck, he could feel the way he filled your throat. âPinch my thigh if itâs too much and Iâll stop, promise.â
Starting off slowly, he used his grip on your hair to control the movements of your head. Soon, though, the sloppy, depraved sounds of you sucking him off had his hips rutting forward desperately. His palms cradled your face as he fucked into your mouth, grunts and curses rolling off his tongue every other breath. Drool leaked from the corners of your mouth, soaking his cock and dripping down your chin. Tears spilled down your cheeks in mascara-tainted tracks that he continually wiped away with his thumbs. Heâd be concerned if it werenât for your garbled moans and the way you still tried hopelessly to grind down against the carpet.
âLook how fuckinâ messy you are, princess. Look so pretty. So good, so fucking good oh my god. Gotta tell me where to come.â When he attempted to pull out to let you speak, you just braced your hands against the back of his thighs to keep him from doing so. âMmm, wanna taste it, baby? Mâkay, Iâll give it to you. Fill up that filthy mouth.â His shirt lifted as your hands wandered beneath it to graze up and down his sides. The thrusts of his hips stuttered as he finished, pulling out afterward to stroke his cock into your open mouth a few times.Â
Before you managed to swallow, he was pulling you to his lap and slamming his lips to yours, his tongue slipping into your mouth. It was the filthiest kiss youâd ever experienced, some of his come sneaking from your mouths to smear against both his chin and yours. Long and debauched, it left you both panting for air, heavy breaths being the only sound as you both wiped your mouths and met each otherâs eyes. Becoming aware of the feeling of your underwear, drenched and clinging to you uncomfortably, you look down embarrassedly.Â
Eddieâs finger hooks beneath your chin, returning your gaze to him. âYou okay, sweetheart? Was I too much?â
âNo, no,â You shook your head quickly. âNo, I-I liked it. I liked all of it, donât worry.â
âO-kayyy,â He drawled playfully, rubbing his hands up and down your thighs. âWhatâs the problem then, huh? Whatâs got you all shy?â
âI just⌠I r-really liked itâŚâ
He did his best to suppress the smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. âOh yeah? Did lettinâ me fuck that sweet mouth of yours get you all worked up?â You nodded sheepishly and he flashed you a pretty smile. âThatâs okay, baby. You knowââ His teeth grazed your ear, making you shudder pleasantly as his voice dropped to a whisper, âYouâve still got me pretty worked up, too.â And you could feel the proof that that statement was true, hot and hard against your inner thigh even after coming just minutes ago.
âEddieâŚ?â You began hesitantly. âWill- Can you fuck meâŚplease? I-I know I was just supposed to get weed, but I want you so bad ân youâre still hard so I thought maybe youâd wanna, butââ As usual, you got more flustered as you spoke, a nervous whine slowly creeping into your tone.Â
âHey, I'm gonna take care'a you, honey.â His thumb stroked the apex of your thigh before teasing the edge of your underwear, humming delightedly at what he found. âYou did really like it, huh? Your panties are totally ruined, baby.â The hot, open-mouthed kisses trailed down your neck had your jaw going slack and your hips rocking absentmindedly towards his hand. âPoor baby, so horny you donât even know what to do with yourself. You always get so wet, or is this just for me?â
Your head was supported by his hand as it lolled to the side, giving him plenty of room to suck bruises into your sensitive skin. âJusâ you, Eddie,â You insisted.
The hum he gave in response sounded indifferent, he simply pulled back and traced a thumb over the marks heâd left, surveying them with a satisfied smile. You giggled out a quiet âwhatâre you doing?â and he said, âAdmiring my masterpiece.âÂ
 Your body warmed at the thought. âMasterpiece, huh?â His masterpiece.
âOh yeah, princess. Total work-of-art, magnum-opus type shit. Itâd make a real pretty picture if I had a camera.â You had yet to come up with a response when he pushed two fingers past the lace of your underwear to slide through your wet folds, quickly finding your clit. He circled it a few times before easing his middle finger into you. The cries you let out had him adding a second shortly after. âIâm just making a big olâ mess of you tonight, arenât I? Covered in spit and cum and hickeys and I havenât even been inside you yet, honey. Gonna fuckinâ ruin you.â
And he was right. Without even fucking you, heâd already ruined every other man for you. âPlease, donât wanna wait anymore. Jusâ hurry up, need to feel you.â
Wiping his hand off on his jeans briefly, he smeared your slick across the denim. âShhh, relax. Iâm going to, donât worry. Letâs get you outta this dress first though, âkay?â You didnât hesitate to push the straps from your shoulders, shivering at the way Eddieâs fingers danced along your spine as he unzipped it. As soon as the zipper reached its end, you were yanking the garment off, chest almost level with his face from your arms raising over your head. Finding you braless, his lips wrapped around one of your nipples before your dress had even hit the floor. You moaned, winding your fingers into his hair as he mouthed hungrily at your chest. âFuck, such gorgeous tits. Shouldâa let me fuck these instead of your mouth.â
âNext time, Eddie.â You whined impatiently, lifting his shirt until he aided you by pulling it over his head himself.Â
With a smug expression, he mused, âSo thereâs gonna be a next time?â
âOnly if you want, but there has to be a first time for there to be a next time so pleaseââ
Your words came out in a rush and he interrupted you with a laugh. âAlright, alright, let me get my fuckinâ pants the rest of the way off.â You climbed off his lap so he could completely undress. The flawless view he got of your ass while you crawled towards the nightstand had him biting back a groan. Watching you open the drawer, however, reminded him that not only were you doing this in Steve Harringtonâs bed, but you knew where his condoms were.
Of course, he had no right to feel possessive, so he held his tongue and laid back on the bed. Palming your ass with one hand, he took the condom from you with the other. A finger hooked around your lacy thong, dragging the sullied material down your legs until he could toss it on the floor. âCâmere, baby.â The contented smile on your face was endearing and sweet, even as you straddled him and leaned down until your bare chests were pressed together. His hands soothed along your back and sides as you kissed lazily for a moment, you toying with a strand of his hair. As soon as you pulled away, you heard the foil of the condom wrapper being torn open behind you, knuckles and rings brushing your skin as he rolled it on. âYou sure you want me?â
âNeed you, Eddie.â
He quickly rolled the two of you, his now-frizzy curls falling around your face as he hovered over you. âJust wanted to hear it one more time, sweetheart.â Your nails dug into his back as he teased your opening with the head of his cock, but he didnât seem to mind. He leaned down to kiss you again as he slowly filled you and you could feel the guitar pick that always hung from his neck pressing into your skin. The rasp of his voice when he spoke had you trembling beneath him. âPussy feels so fuckinâ good, baby. All wet and tight for me.â
âYouâre so big,â You whined, arms and legs around him to keep him close. âItâs so good.â
âYeah? You like this dick, baby?â
âMmhm,â You prattled only semi-coherently, âBest dick âve ever hadâ want more.â
The tilt of his hips changed, forcing him even deeper inside of you. âGod, princess, you sure know how to stroke a guyâs ego.â Every thrust had you whimpering, the sounds of his skin meeting yours filling the room. âHear how wet you are? Cuntâs just suckinâ me back in. Canât get enough, huh? Takinâ it so well, sweetheart. Makinâ such a mess.â
A sudden banging on the door made you jump, Eddieâs arms drawing you closer to his chest protectively. Until Steve Harrington shouted your name from the other side. âSERIOUSLY, IN MY ROOM? YOU BETTER NOT BE IN THERE RUINING MY BED WITH SOME NASTY FUCKING FRAT BOY!â
You wanted to respond, call back an apology maybe, but when you opened your mouth Eddie gave you a deep, forceful thrust that had you squealing instead. Steve grumbled something and you could all but see him rolling his eyes and shaking his head before he evidently went back to the party.Â
âJust wait til he finds out who youâve really got back here,â Eddie purred against your ear. âYou think Steveâd rather you have a frat boy in here, hm? âStead of the drug dealing loser making you drip all over his expensive comforter.â Calloused fingertips circled your clit, making you clench around him in a way that had him choking out a few profanities. You tucked your head into the crook of his neck, breathing in the scent of weed, sweat, and faded cologne. âNo, no, no, donât hide from me. Lemme see that pretty face, baby.â He grasped a handful of your hair, yanking just hard enough to make you yelp as you looked up at him.Â
âFuck, Eddie, youâre gonna make me come,â You confessed meekly. Although you had come with a few other guys before, youâd always assisted them pretty heavily in getting you there. But Eddie? He was effortlessly reducing you to a quivering mess under him. Youâd always been intrigued by him from a distance, but his demeanor had you aching for him the second you were alone with him. Now, he was giving you the greatest orgasm youâd ever had. You were starting to think the rest of Hawkins was right when they called him a freak.
âDoes it feel good, sweetheart?â He crooned, sounding mockingly doting. âI bet it does. âS not too much, is it? You can take it, right?â
Your words were coming out faster than you could form them as you nodded frantically. âYes, yes, please keep going, I can take it! Please, please donât stop!â
His lips brushed yours, âShhh, Iâm not gonna stop. Itâs okay, I wanna feel you come for me.â
The way you held each other was far too intimate for what the situation was. Your legs were hitched around his hips, one arm around his neck while the opposite hand pressed between his shoulder blades. The fingers previously rubbing your clit were now firmly gripping your ass, letting him grind into you, filling you to the brim. That patch of hair above his cock kept up the friction on your clit in the most perfectly overstimulating way. Your moans were already constant and incoherent as it was, but when he pressed down on your lower stomach you let out a full-blown sob of pleasure. âI know, honey, just let it go. You can do it.â
With his arms tight around you, your body arched into his and you let out a breathless cry of his name. Once again, you looked up at him with an amazement that he couldnât understand; but, fuck, if it didnât make him feel like he was on top of the world. You looked at him in a way that nobody else ever really had before, and maybe his imagination was over-embellishing it but he didnât care, he was already filling the condom. It was his turn to bury his face in your shoulder as he groaned and slowly ground into you until he was too overstimulated to continueâ not that that took long considering it was already his second time coming.
You both laid there for a moment, Eddie panting into your shoulder while you coiled one of his curls around your finger. When he slowly pulled out, you whimpered quietly and squeezed your legs together to fight the empty sensation. He had to fight back a laugh when he tied off the condom and threw it away in Steveâs trashcan. You watched him tug on his boxers before sitting beside you, apprehensively running his hand down your bare back. He wasnât sure how far he was allowed to take this; heâd had one-night-stands before, but those hadnât felt like this. He couldnât just leave you there alone though.
His fears were assuaged when you curled into his lap, nuzzling your head against his thigh with a satisfied-sounding sigh. Still, he soothed his thumb across your cheek, looking down at you. âYou doinâ okay, sweetheart?â
âMmhm,â You smiled, sitting up to settle yourself completely in his lap. Your arms draped loosely around his shoulders as you leaned into his chest, ââM really good, Eddie.â He just took you in for a moment: the blissed out look on your face, your ruined makeup, the hickeys lining your neck, the mess still between your legs. Abruptly, you groaned, making his gaze move back to your face in concern. âI donât wanna put my dress back on,â You complained.
âWell, unless you plan on sticking around to see Steveâs reaction to the stain you left on his bedââ He teased, âWe should probably get dressed and get outta here.â
âTogetherâŚ?â
âRight, uh- one of us can leave a few minutes before the other if you want, I didnât know if you were worried people mightââ
âI want you to take me home, Eddie,â You interrupted with a pout as you fiddled with his necklace.Â
âDone.â
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Everyone Knows
not sfw under cut, really short blurb of you and eddie
requests open! any character in my about me section and any character in stranger things (other than the minors obviously)
Everyone knows when you and Eddie fuck. You come to school with his rings embedded in your skin and bruises littering your body.
Thats another reason they all call him a freak. They stare at you two in the halls, holding hands as if it doesnt look like youve been mauled by a rabid dog... or in this case your boyfriend.
There have been times youve been asked right in front of him if "youre okay?" in which you and Eddie laugh.
"Theyre fine. Isnt that right, princess?"
"Im more than fine," you reply, pressing a sickeningly sweet kiss to his cheek.
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~ABOUT ME~
Hi!! Iâm Bee, or you can call me Hive or Cyber!
I use they/them pronouns and am 20. I only speak English sadly.
Some fun little facts about me are; I am an infp and a Picses! I draw and obviously write (occasionally) in my free time! I am heavily interested in Psychology, I will hopefully be going to University for it eventually.Â
Here are my genres and content warnings!
I enjoy writing NSFW topics for the most part, but angst is definitely something I want to work on more. I have written some dark content previously, and will most likely do so in the future so if that isnât your cup of tea I understand! Please do not make yourself uncomfortable by following me or reading my content that is tagged as such! That being said, my works with dark content are always tagged as so, all my works will have content warnings as well as trigger warnings! I enjoy writing romance and fiction as well as fantasy genres. DNI with my NSFW/18+ posts if under 18!! As it makes me uncomfy!! You may follow me but DNI WITH NSFW!
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JJBA (i have watched parts 1-7 but i do not mind spoilers)
Attack on Titan
Criminal Minds (it's kind of dwindling though)
Batman
MCU (slightly, i do not know much i just enjoy the movies)
Animal Crossing
Stardew Valley
Cozy Grove
Deltarune/Undertale
Haikyuu
Stranger Things
~DNI IF~
A minor
MAP or zoo
TERF
Homphobic/transphobic
Racist or bigoted
Trump supporter
FujoshiÂ
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Idk where I got it from but I keep imagining that Leviâs ears turn bright red when he blushes. And itâs soooo fucking cute
âi donât know what youâre talking about, you must be colorbind!â
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reblogging from my art acc <3
when i get banned for this
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Eren Jeager
I havenât read the manga so please no spoilers XD
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Sink Or Swim, Or You Drown
Day Twenty-Five: Threesome | đđđđđđđđđ đđđđđđđđđđ
Zeke Yeager x f!reader x Reiner Braun
Genre: Smut
Notes: baseball player!Zeke has me in a chokehold every day of the week
Warnings: 18+, consensual sex, threesome (duh), manipulation, fingering, oral (m+f receiving), vaginal penetration, spit roast, gas lighting, degradation, praise, sub drop.
Words: 3.8k
Your boyfriend was awestruck when you told him youâd won a competition. âYou? You won something? Youâve never won anything in your life!â Reiner teased when you filled him in. And it wasnât something stupid either like an eyeshadow palette or a clothes voucher for an Instagram boutique. He was definitely more excited than you about it. He was tearing up, actually. How the fuck did you win a meet and greet with the Zeke Yeager? His favourite baseball player! He was yours, too, although you didnât care for the sport as much. Reiner is satisfied enough when you tell him you donât remember entering the contest; you enter so many after all.
So, you spent the morning getting ready together to go to the game. He couldnât stop telling you how nervous he was, arenât you nervous too? No, youâre not. This isnât as big a deal for you as it is for him, you suppose. You were sent a care package along with your tickets. Some fun merch. Zeke signed a jersey for you with his number and surname on the back. You wore it proudly along with a matching baseball cap. You werenât too sure about the foam finger, but your boyfriend was more than happy to wear it.
âThis is surreal, itâs like a dream come true.â Reiner tells you.
âYeah,â you smile. âZeke certainly is special, isnât he?â
Reiner holds your hand tightly as you arrive to the stadium. He is more than aware of the effect you have on men, but he isnât threatened. You chose him after all. But he wants to make it very known that he is the one you are with. Youâre his girl.
He thinks you do it on purpose, sometimes. He isnât threatened but he doesnât let you forget who you belong to either. Is that why youâre twirling your tongue around a red lollipop all sweet ân innocent? Makinâ him nice ân hard so heâll fuck you like a monster later? He ogles you as you waltz through the metal detectors. Your hips swaying in your tiny denim shorts, and Christ you look tasty in that cute jersey. Itâs a little oversized and still shows off your best assets perfectly.
He thinks you look so sexy, albeit a little boyish, with your new baseball cap on backwards. And the pigtails? Really? At your big age?
What are you trying to do to him?
He takes your hand again and guides you through the stadium. Youâre heading in the direction of the seats, eager to get comfortable and enjoy the game together. The pitch is empty, heâs anxious. Hell, youâre anxious. Itâs been a while since you went to a game, high school, actually. Your ex-boyfriend was a pitcher, naturally, a fact you opt to keep hidden from Reiner.
He tugs on your pigtails lightly and teases you. A hand is placed carefully on the plush flesh of your exposed thigh; he canât stop himself from telling you how fuckable you look. He considers Zeke a role model, but heâs sure Zeke will be looking up to him when he realises heâs bagged such a cute piece of ass.
The stadium erupts when the teams come out onto the pitch. Youâre scanning through Zekeâs team, the Titans, trying to spot where he is. Reiner grabs your chin and guides your eyes. There he is. Looking so cool and nonchalant. He knows heâs good, he knows heâs the best. Reiner starts whooping and clapping as everyone takes their positions on the field. He puts his foam finger on in preparation of supporting his team.
You look at the jumbotron; itâs zoomed in on Zekeâs face. Is he chewing⌠gum? He looks so cocky. Fuck him for knowing what a rare talent he is. A smile brews on his face as he continues chewing. His glasses have fallen down his nose ever so slightly; but he pushes them back up with ease using one finger on his left hand. Heâs still looking at himself on the big screen. And he winks. Itâs short and quick before he turns to converse with his team.
You feel silly.
Reiner hasnât noticed the way youâre squeezing your thighs together and wriggling around in your seat.
How humiliating. He wasnât even looking at you, not really. But it felt so personal.
That smile was specifically for you. That wink was sent to you.
The atmosphere was electric. The game was incredibly close, your body hairs were standing on end as goosepimples formed across your anxious skin. You donât think youâve been this invested in a sport⌠ever. Reiner held you close to him as you waited with bated breath for the game to end.
Your heart was beating in your mouth. Your tongue was quite literally pulsating and you didnât dare take a breath. Fighting off the urge to blink was impossible; but you suspect everyone in the stadium feels the same. Nobody wants to risk missing a single second.
Especially with Zekeâs fastball technique.
The stadium exploded in cheers. The deepest sound youâve ever heard erupted from your boyfriend. And are you actually crying?
They won. The Titans won. Zeke won.
How could you have doubted him for a second?
Reiner brings you close to him. He giggles when he sees the shimmering streaks of drying tears on your cheeks. He pulls you in for an emotional, ardent kiss. You come away from each other with excitable smiles on your faces. Heâs staring at your teary eyes, theyâre so damp and sparkly. He uses two thumbs in an attempt to wipe away the tears youâve shed.
âGonna ruin your makeup baby. You worked so hard on it too,â he explains, his soft-spoken voice warming your ears. The adrenaline of the game was wearing off, too. The cool summer breeze made you shiver. âdonât wanna look like a cry baby in front of Zeke, right?â
Oh fuck.
Youâre meeting Zeke.
It struck Reiner as a little odd that Zeke had allowed the stadiums security to bring you both to the locker rooms to meet him. You didnât care, though. You were exhausted by this point. He asked that you pretend youâre a little more excited to meet his hero. You are! You are excited! Youâre just tired. He can understand that, right?
He kept a firm grip on your hand as the security guard escorted you to Zeke.
When the door opened, it felt like Zeke had personally shoved thirty baseballs down your throat and they were living in your lower intestine. Your nerves were shot. Even Reiner was surprised. He could hear your breathing get heavier, even over the sound of a shower being ran. He was sweet with you, telling you that itâs okay. Heâs just a guy, after all. You think that he should take his own advice.
Both of your attention is focused on the direction you hear the sound of a squeaking tap. And the water stops. The security guard who brought you both down heads out of the room, leaving you to it.
And then he steps out.
Zeke is completely naked and drenched in water. Your mouth hangs open a little, and you make little effort to shield your eyes. You cover them, but continue peaking between the gaps of your fingers. A soft âdamnâ falls from Reinerâs lips as he becomes redder than a cherry. He immediately turns around, not wanting to gawk at Zekeâs manhood.
He doesnât seem to have noticed either of you yet. He picks up a small white towel that he uses to ruffle his hair in an attempt to make it dryer, he dabs his ears with it, too. He picks up his circular glasses, and you hear a soft sigh from him when he realises, theyâre all steamed up. You canât help but smile. That is the Zeke you know. Those glasses truly make his entire face. Theyâre so quintessentially Zeke. He pulls them off the bridge of his nose and lower to the tip so he can observe his surroundings over the rims.
âOh, hey.â he speaks.
âHey.â you and Reiner respond in unison. Heâs completely unphased by your presence. Heâs in no hurry to cover himself. He isnât shy about it; his teammates must see him like this often. Although, he has nothing to be shy about. Even soft and unthreatening it appears to be long. Itâs hard to tell with all of the steam swirling through the air.
âJust, uh- gimme a sec.â he speaks casually. Zeke rakes his fingers through his hair as he looks around the benches for something. And finally, heâs wrapped a towel around his waist. His abs are glistening from his shower, and the muscular âVâ shaped ridges leading down to his pelvis are making your mind race. âAll covered, you can look now big guy.â Zeke teases.
Reiner turns around to see his idol mere inches away from him. Zeke holds out his hand for him to shake, itâs firm and quick. He looks at you, a devilish grin forms when he realises, youâre wearing his merch.
âSuits you, doll.â he comments. You feel embarrassed as youâre being examined by your favourite player. And heâs admiring you. âYouâre dating, right?â Zeke questions. His finger wagging between the two of you. You nod, as does Reiner. âCute. But unfortunate for me.â Zeke continues.
âUh, wha- Why is thatâ?â
âIâve always wanted to fuck a cutie like you in my merch,â Zeke comments, lightly tugging on one of your pigtails before delicately holding your chin with his thumb and forefinger. âBut I guess I should put some clothes on so we can hang out, huh? Iâll bet you brought plenty of things for me to sign, too.â he finishes.
Youâre taken aback by the brazen statement. As is Reiner, although he doesnât comment on it. Itâs almost like heâs paralyzed. This is what he wanted, isnât it? He thought he did. He thought it would make him happy to hear that Zeke was jealous of him for some reason. Your eyes search Reinerâs. He is at a loss for words, just like you. Zeke wants you. Zeke wants something that Reiner has. His idol. Reiner should tell Zeke to go fuck himself and shove his autograph up his ass. He should drag you out of there and away from this salacious, entitled creep.
âYou can fuck her.â
âReiner!â you respond. Where the fuck did that come from? Zeke turns around and crosses his arm. He understands that heâs your boyfriend, but is he really in a position to be offering your pussy out to anyone who wants it?
âI mean, sheâs my girlfriend so⌠share her?â Reiner inquires. Youâre livid. How the fuck can he think this is an acceptable thing to do? You get that Zeke is his hero. You do. But surely, he can see this is a step too far. Zeke scoffs and turns away from you both. Almost like heâs signalling that your boyfriend should consult you about this first. Wow, what a wonderful fucking idea. âBaby, please.â
âWhat the fuck Reiner you canât just pimp me out to a complete stranger because he throws balls good.â you whisper. He nods in agreement, youâre right. He knows youâre right. But you need to stop being a selfish bitch right now, because this is Zeke Yeager, and this is once in a lifetime.
âThought you liked him too, you think heâs hot right?â
âYeah, but itâs notââ
âSo, whatâs the problem?â Reiner wonders. âI thought you loved meâŚâ he sighs. Your breath hitches. Did he really just say that? Is he really trying to gaslight you into having a threesome? But the rational side of your brain had died the minute the implication that you didnât love him left his lips. Of course you do. How could he even ask? Youâd do anything for him. Anything likeâ
âSo, are we doing this?â Zeke wonders.
The two blondes look at you expectantly. Waiting to hear your decision. And you nod.
Anything for Reiner.
Zekeâs towel was discarded the instant he knew this was going to happen. He had you on your knees, his legs spread for you to rest in the middle. Rough hands grasped at your roots. He was ruthless. Reiner noted he seemed very comfortable to be rough and demanding of his girl. He stood by the door fully clothed, not interested in joining in quite yet. His cheeks dusted red as Zeke complimented what a hot little mouth you have. He groans as you fondle his balls.
âSheâs a pro, Reiner.â Zeke admires as you continue working his length. Your tongue laving over his thick, throbbing veins as your mouth rises and falls on him. The wet, warm muscle in your mouth ventures into his weeping slit. Savouring the taste of his leaking pre cum, he groans heavily at the sensitive intrusion. âFeels like sheâs been sucking my cock her whole life.â
The noises you made were obscene. A sloppy symphony of sucking and slurping him. He was huge, too. Easily matching Reinerâs impressive length and girth. He chuckled as you released his cock so that you could gargle his balls and jerk him off simultaneously. Reiner new you had an A1 dick sucking game, heâs experienced it first-hand enough. But he could see in Zekeâs eyes that he was ready to burst. Heâll be pleased. What a good girlfriend you are.
âGonna let me â unfhh â gonna let me paint that pretty face, honey?â he wondered. You looked at Reiner. He nodded his approval. Zeke dragged your attention to him once more. âYouâre not with him right now, youâre with me. So be a big girl and make your own choices. Now, answer the question.â he instructed.
âY-Yes, Zeke, you canââ
Your eyes squeezed shut before you could finish. White, creamy cum was already spurting all over your face. He grunted through his high, draining every last salty drop from his balls to see you decorated in his sperm. He panted, praising you for your hard work. âWhat a pro, such a fucking proâ he repeated. Before you could pay Reiner any mind, Zeke was moving you around like a little ragdoll.
He took complete control of the situation. Unbuttoning your shorts and pulling them down along with your seductive, red lace underwear with ease. He didnât bother making you take off your sneakers or tube socks. Why would he? You look so cute. He wants to fuck you like youâre his number one fan.
He spits a heavy glob into your cunt and smears it between your pussy hole and the tight ring of your ass. His large palm settles between your shoulder blades and pushes you further down so your head is on the ground and your ass is raised higher. He wastes no time in returning the favour, devouring your flesh like he was getting paid to do it. You were a little self-conscious about how close his nose was to your ass, practically resting on the rim. But you neednât be. He loves ass almost as he loves cute little cunts like yours. It was fortunate he thought your asshole was equally as adorable.
Reiner suspects he must do this often. Why wouldnât he? Heâs Zeke Yeager, after all. Heâs handsome, heâs in his prime, heâs rich. He could have any woman he wants. And Reinerâs heart swells with pride when he remembers that he wanted you. Your legs are twitching and spasming around his face almost instantly. Yes, Zeke Yeager is definitely well versed in women.
âI think itâs time you give your boyfriend some attention, donât you?â Zeke questions. You both look at him, heâs become as stiff as a statue. âCome. I think you should have her ride you, personally. But whatever you prefer.â Zeke smiles.
Reiner makes quick work of unbuckling the belt of his trousers and freeing his aching length. Heâs been as hard as a rock since Zeke said heâd like to fuck you in your merch. And who was Reiner to disagree with Zekeâs proposal? Besides, he loves it when you ride him.
You straddle him backwards and line your cunt up with his thick cock. He helps lower you down, shushing and cooing as you grit your teeth through the stretch. Zeke thinks your cunt looks gorgeous being split open on such a big dick. You begin to ride him; Reiner leaves gentle bite marks on your skin as he loses himself in the pleasure. The celebrity by your side merely observes as you swallow your partners cock again and again. He almost jumps out of his skin when he hears his phone ring from the bench behind you.
âHello?â Zeke answers. Musings of âsh, sh, shâ tumble from Reinerâs lips as he implores you to keep quiet. You wouldnât want to embarrass Zeke, would you? Zeke reaches a hand over without looking and begins pinching your soft nipples. Itâs becoming increasingly more difficult to keep the noise down. His hand then travels downwards, three fingers vibrating gently against your clit.
âHaaâ!â your cries interrupted by Reiner muffling the lower half of your face with his enormous palm. Zeke turns to you both, smiling, so fucking smugly. Itâs like he wants whoever is on the other end of the phone to hear you.
âIâm doing one of those meet and greet things right now,â he speaks. âare you free tomorrow?â
Zeke puts his phone on his shoulder, tilting his head down to keep it firmly wedged in place. He uses his free hand start pumping his length back to full mast once again. The sound of sticky genitals clicking fills the entire locker room, itâs so indecent. So, crude. And yet none of you can seem to stop yourself.
âYeah, a girl and her boyfriend.â he answers a question you couldnât possibly hear over the lewd noises flooding the space. Zeke rotates his body so he can look at you both. He finds both of your eyes as he has instructions to deliver. âCum.â he mouths, soundlessly.
Reiner uses his free hand to grip the soft flesh of your hips, gaining as much leverage as he can while he fucks up into you. Heâs still covering your mouth, and it sounds like your moans are coming out of your ears as he ploughs himself up into your g-spot.
âBye, see you tomorrow. Bye, bye.â Zeke finishes his phone call. Itâs like a weight of relief off everyoneâs shoulders. The three of you are once again free to moan and breath as much as you like. Zeke rubs his fingers harder against your clit. Your legs are squirming and kicking furiously. Itâs too much, itâs too fucking much! âHurry up and cum. I want to fill her tight little snatch.â Zeke orders.
The sound of skin slamming against skin rings through your ears. Reiner does his best to tell you how good youâre being, such a good little hole for him. But heâs struggling, his stamina is high but heâs losing himself to the thrill of his release. Zeke steps in where he is failing. Heâs making sure to tell you just what a good little whore youâre being for them both. You both cum together, it would almost be romantic if this wasnât so scandalous.
Youâre given no time to regain composure as Zeke pulls you towards him. He has you on all fours again, lining his own erect cock up with your dribbling hole. The stretch isnât any better this time, and youâre out of your mind if you think heâs going to go easy on you. That isnât his style. Of this, youâre sure.
He instructs Reiner to fuck your face, a good old fashioned spit roast. You nod, itâs okay. He wouldnât care if it wasnât. He only cares about Zekeâs wants â not yours.
Youâre choking on your boyfriendâs thick cock. Itâs always a struggle to fit, but at least he lets you go at your own pace. Normally, that is. Right now, heâs really going for it. He is enamoured with the sight of your tears as you do your best to handle both of their lengths. Zeke holds your arms behind your back using them as leverage to drive himself into your sweet spot again and again. Itâs working, fuck, itâs working. He knows your body all too well. Youâve never felt more desirable. Sandwiched in the middle of two handsome men as they do what they please with your holes. Thatâs all you are. And thatâs all you want to be.
A fucktoy.
Reiner coats your face with his cum, just as Zeke had before. The mixture of their loads is less than pleasant, but you feel happy to see your partner happy. Zeke isnât far behind. Adding his cum to Reinerâs in your tight, juicy cunt.
It doesnât go unnoticed by Zeke or Reiner how quiet you are when they pull out of you. And are those⌠tears?
âGo and shower Reiner, Iâll help her out.â Zeke comments. He doesnât really want to leave you; he should be the one taking care of you. Itâs been a long time since youâve sub dropped. Youâre his responsibility, but he doesnât feel up to arguing with Zeke about it.
He heads towards the showers after Zeke tells him you can both join him in his hotel for the evening. Zeke carries you in his arms to the same direction. He just showered. But whatâs the harm in one more if itâs with you?
He feels bad, he only has male products to clean you with. But itâll have to do. He massages your scalp with shampoo. He wraps his arms around your torso and kisses your neck tenderly, a completely different man to whoâd just fucked you senseless.
ââm sorry Zeke.â you tell him.
âNot another word about it.â he tells you, carrying on his task of cleaning you up. âBeen a while since youâve subbed dropped, huh?â he questions.
âYeah,â
âI remember when you got it real bad back when we were dating in school.â he expresses, feeling a little guilty of how rough he can be with you. âIâm glad you came today, Iâve missed you.â
Memories of your times together with Zeke flooded your mind. You missed him too, of course, but you were with Reiner now. And you loved him, you did. Youâve secretly kept in touch with Zeke for years. Reiner would be stunned to discover his hero is in actual fact your ex-boyfriend. So, you decided to keep schtum. The pair of you concocted the idea of a fake competition. He was the star player, of course he could make it happen. And it was nice to know you were finally able to fulfil his high school fantasy of fucking his number one fan in a number 9 shirt with YEAGER across the back. You did look fucking good.
âIâm just glad he believed me about the competition.â you spoke, finally finding yourself able to smile.
âMaybe the three of us can all be great friends who fuck. Doesnât that sound nice?â
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College friend turned boyfriend!Levi, who never hugs ANYONE as a greeting EXCEPT for you.
When you met him everyone in the friend group warned you that he does not like to be touched under any circumstances. But as you two get closer and closer he slowly grows more and more okay with how close you sit to him.
How sometimes you'll nudge his arm after a funny thing he said and then he eventually starts trying to make you laugh. Because he actually really likes how your elbow bumps into his forearm, and the sound of a tiny giggle from his stupid joke. As the months pass everyone notices how Levi chooses to sit next to you in nearly every social outing. How his pinky lingers against the outside of your thigh, how he sometimes hovers a hand behind you (and only you) when walking up a flight of stairs.
And one night, when everyone is super drunk you just... Cling to him. To his arm, lean on his shoulder, hook an arm around him when you need to whisper something to him. And the first time it happens everyone fully expects Levi to shove you away (as he does with Hange on a regular basis). But he doesn't. He just lets you, and there's always a specific fond expression he wears everytime you touch him.
Then you start doing it sober, you hug him as a greeting one time after Hange placed a bet with you. You didn't expect him to let you but he just, stands there. After a few more hugs over the next coming weeks he quickly wraps an arm around your waist as a greeting. And that's when everyone in the group just fucking knew the man was head over heels for you â¤ď¸
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Scream
Erejean/Reader
Dark content
Blood warning, knife play, choking, slapping
Use of slut, whore, baby, babe, good girl, pretty girl, bitch
Content warning: Double penetration, established relationship, scream au, rough sex, creampie, multiple orgasms, squirting, tender moments, after care, spitting
You couldn't be bothered to care that you were now an accessory to murder. That your boyfriends were the reason people around you were dying.
Especially not when they fucked you so good. Protected you, kept you alive, loved you. Especially not when they had a knife to your skin.
"So fucking hot like this." Eren groans, knife to your throat.
He watches you squirm and shudder as Jean fucks you open on his fingers. The lewd squelch of lube and your slick mixed together filling the air.
"Careful, don't cut her throat." Jean grunts, three fingers pressing and prodding. Curling up against that spot inside you, stars bursting behind your eyes.
He's licking at your clit, sucking and nipping it
"I think she'd like it." Eren laughs, it's condescending and it makes you feel pathetic.
The knife teases down to your chest, pressing over where your heart hammers like a bird stuck in a cage.
"Please." You hiccup, hands fisted in the pillow covers above your head.
"What? Please what, baby?" Eren presses harder, the tip knicks your skin, blood beading to the surface.
"Hurts, 'Ren- hurts!" You sob, breathing shallow as to not press up into it.
"Shh, shh. I've got you, baby." He whispers, moving the knife aside to lick and suck at the small wound on your chest.
With the blood gathered on his tongue, he grabs Jean by the hair to pull him into a bruising kiss. Smearing the blood over the others tongue, swapping the taste of your cunt and blood to each other.
"Fuck- blood is almost as sweet as this little cunt." Jean groans, fingers smacking against your clit.
"Please- jus' fuck me." You whine, thighs clenching together.
"You'll take what we fuckin' give you, needy slut." Eren growls, gripping your throat.
He teases the knife at your stomach now, watching how your bottom lip pulls between your teeth. How your breath hitches in your throat.
"M sorry."
"Good girl." Eren smiles, releasing your throat to smack your cheek.
Jean removes his fingers from inside you, opting to use his thumbs to spread you open. Your eyes make contact with his as he leans closer and spits into your sloppy, soaked cunt. You clench around his fingers, moaning brokenly.
"Such a hungry pussy. Acts as if we aren't in it all the fuckin' time." Jean laughs, biting your inner thigh hard enough it draws blood.
"Fuck!" You squeal, jerking away from him, in result Eren's knife cuts a shallow line up your soft stomach.
"Shit- you dumb whore." Eren groans, throwing the knife aside.
"You alright?" He says after a moment, assessing the wound.
"Mhm- 'm okay."
"Sorry, I didn't think you'd flinch like that." Jean rubs your thighs.
"It's okay. Feels good, wanna keep going." You smile, eyes glazed over with lust.
"So perfect." Jean whispers, kissing where he bit.
"Think she's ready?" Eren asks Jean, looking down between your thighs.
"Yeah, add some more lube n I think we're good to fuck her." Jean grins, running two fingers up your cunt.
They talked like you weren't there and it made your tummy churn with arousal, cunt growing wetter.
They both man-handle you into the position they want you in. You're in Eren's lap, your thighs spread open wide over his. Jean on top in the middle of yours and Eren's thighs.
Jean leans back on his haunches, squeezing more lube over you. Rubs some on his cock, pumping Eren's too.
"Ren go first." Jean mutters, slapping the head of his cock against your clit.
"Was planning to anyways." Eren laughs, reaching between to hold his cock and lead it into your hole.
"Oh- mmh-!" You moan, clapping a hand over your mouth. Your face flushed deeply as you watch him push in.
As you watch Jean continue to rub and slap himself against your clit.
"So fuckin wet. Gotta feel this shit, babe." Eren groans, reaching up to grab your throat. His fingers pressing into your pulse point.
He almost slips out as he cants his hips up, fucking into you. Hand slipping down to squeeze at your tits.
"Yea? That good, 'Ren?" Jean smirks, teases the tip of his dick where Eren is speared into you.
The way they used you and acted like you were their toy. God you loved it.
"Uh-huh. Can't wait to fuck her stupid."
"Think she already is, look at her." Jean laughs, smacking your face.
"Jean- want you inside too." You pout, head falling back against Eren's shoulder.
"Yeah? Not stuffed full enough yet?"
"Nuh-uh- need y'both." You hiccup, your fingers reaching down to your cunt. Spread in a V shape to push your labia apart and reveal where Eren is nestled into you.
The base of his cock already coated in a white ring.
"Oh- fuck." Jean groans, forehead pressing against yours.
The sight alone has his dick twitching, so he bullies his way in. Not bothering to take it slow, you were so desperate so how could he tease you?
How could he deny you of what you wanted most?
The three of you release your own wrecked moans. Eren's throaty and low, Jean's guttural yet pitched, yours a pitched whine.
"Yeah, fuck. That's it, take both of us." Eren grunts, smacking the side of your ass, pinching one of your nipples.
"Good girl, baby." Jean whispers, moaning when you pull his hair.
Eren slips his hand to your stomach, pressing his thumb against the cut to smear the blood around. It makes you whimper and whine, but with the pleasure of the two of them fucking into you, the pain is nearly nonexistent.
"Such a filthy bitch, fucking murderers. Bet it turns you on knowing it, huh? Even worse than us. Not turning us in, just letting us use this sloppy pussy." He laughs, pushing the bloody thumb into your open waiting mouth.
"So dirty, baby." Jean mumbles, kissing your neck.
"Love y'- love it- love it so much." You sob, tears rolling down your cheeks in fat hot droplets.
"Yeah, we know. We know baby. Why else would this greedy little hole be sucking us in so good? Want us to fuck a psycho little baby into you, huh?"
"Mhm- fuck- want it so bad!"
Their words push you closer and closer to your orgasm, cunt fluttering around them.
"Think she's gonna cum, 'Ren. Should I play with her pretty little clit? Overstimulate this dirty cunt?"
"Yeah, make her squirt round us." Eren grins, nipping your ear lobe.
Jean presses his thumb to your clit, it's calloused and rough against you. Smearing your wetness over it as he swipes and rubs at you.
Your nails dig into Eren's arm, fingers tangled into Jean's hair as you let your orgasm wash over you. Body warm and buzzing as you cream around the two of them. Sobbing and hiccuping as Jean continues to play with your clit.
The two of them continuing their assault on your pussy. Not giving you a moments reprieve as they fuck into you.
"Too much! S'too much- please!"
"Uh-uh, you'll take what we give you, remember?" Eren mocks, biting your neck.
You squirm, legs thrashing and shaking. You can already feel another orgasm building up, body burning with the heat of it.
"Oh! Oh fuck! I'm gonna-" You nearly scream at the intensity of your orgasm. Pussy gushing as you squirt around them.
Jean slaps your clit a few times, watching you jolt violently at the stimulation.
"I'm close." Jean grunts, fingers digging into your hips as he fucks into you harder.
You twitch and moan, hands slapping weakly at Jean's chest.
"Gonna fill this pretty cunt up." Jean moans, hips stuttering as he spills inside you.
With basically no where to go as Eren continues to fuck you, Jean's cum starts to spill out. Jean continues to keep himself buried in you, loving the overstimulation of your warm cunt around him mixed with the way Eren's velvety cock rubs against his own.
"Dunno if this pussy is worthy of my cum, might have to cum in Jean instead." Eren laughs, cock battering your walls.
"Nngh- no- no want your cum, please!" You sob, clenching around them.
"You do? How bad, baby. Tell me, tell me how bad you want this pussy filled."
"S'bad, 'Ren. Want to be full of you n Jean's cum. Wanna have your babies. Wanna be fat with your cum. Wanna get bred by you."
"Uh-huh, wanna cum again, pretty girl?" Eren coos.
"Can't- can't cum again!" You whine.
"No? Guess I can't cum in you then, huh?" Eren starts to pull out, but you clench so hard around him and Jean he can't manage it.
"Please." You sob, tears falling more heavily.
"You good, Jean?" Eren grins at his other lover, watching how the taller man looks vacant and fucked out.
"Mhm- fuck I'm gonna cum again." Jean laughs weakly, the pumping of his hips ramping back up.
He pushes his thumb onto your clit again, rubbing it in fast circles.
"Cmon, cum for us again." Eren growls.
Your mouth falls open in a soundless scream as you cum again. Creaming harshly around them, eyes rolling into the back of your head.
It sends them both over the edge, simultaneously filling you up. Jean spurting weakly, Eren's heavy balls drawing up as he empties into you.
Jean has to pull out and collapse to the side before he crushes you between his and Eren's body. His chest heaving as he comes down from his high.
"Holy shit." Eren laughs, peering down at your cunt.
It's raw and red, cum spilling from it freely as he pulls out. He reaches down and gathers some of the mixed fluid, pressing it back into your hole.
You simply clench and send it falling back out. Your chest heaving violently.
You can't help but fall more in love with the two of them. Especially when they take such good care of you.
When Eren kisses your tears away while Jean rubs you over with a warm wash cloth. While Eren disinfects your wounds and bandages then as Jean plays with your hair.
As Jean rubs your sore muscles and Eren whispers sweet nothings to you. As they feed and hydrate you after fucking you within an inch of your life.
"Can I be in the sequel?" You croak out a laugh, smiling as they hold you.
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so close to being done with the erejean scream drabble! so much dark content, so excited to share with you all
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currently working on an erejean scream oneshot, hope to have it done by Halloween
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ART CREDS :: CVE.TICK // insta!!
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tryna figure out who in aot would like being stepped on...
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