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sooniebby · 10 months

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Could I request loser Eren who’s a pervert x a sweet y/n :3?

Basically the story starts with eren not being able to to hook up with someone because he genuinely hates almost everyone (expect for Mikasa and armin), Armin then introduces him to his friend, Y/N, the sweetest boy to ever exist . Eren immediately knew he needed to bitch Y/N, so he managed to convince Y/N to go on a date with him and then fucks him dumb :3.

You can chose which kinks you wanna use!!

ఌ 𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐑

꧁ 𝙀𝙧𝙚𝙣 𝙭 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ꧂

Smut 𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙡𝙚! ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

The handicap stall was currently being used.

The sound of squelching and muffled whimpers was slipping from the stall. Like it couldn’t hold it much longer. The sight of four legs and pants on the floor pooling around one of them. But only one was uncontrollably twitching.

And those legs were you.

Your hand gripped harshly at the sink beneath you as the other covered your mouth. Sweat covered your face and body as two fingers skillfully split you open. How you got into this position was honestly unknown.

First you were on a movie date. Then you had to piss. Next Eren was suddenly knocking on your stall door. Now, he’s fingering your asshole.

Thank god you didn’t take a shit.

But honestly, who carries lubes to a movie date?!

This being your first time wasn’t planned at all. You imagined it would’ve been… uh… more romantic?

Guess Eren had a different plans.

“Look up.” Eren said, pulling his fingers out of your ass.

You shook your head. Looking in the mirror to see the face you were making. It wouldn’t be a pretty sight. But it didn’t seem you had much of a choice as Eren grabbed your hair and pulled your head up.

“Look. Up.”

A shriek left your lips at the pain but that was quickly forgotten when you saw yourself in the mirror. Your face was flushed and sweaty. It certainly looked as if you were being fucked.

You stared at the mirror in embarrassment until you noticed you could see Eren this way. He was focused on his pants for some odd reason….

Oh.

The light tap on your ass made you flinch. You hoped in your head that it was just his fingers but it was no doubt his cock. In your mind, you were crying about needing to stop it before you went to far. But your cock was twitching happily for release.

Maybe you should listen to your cock?

“Eren… we—”

“—shh. You don’t want to draw any attention to us, do you?” He asked, a cruel smirk on his lips. You could only muster a pout at his words.

You wished you could at least see what’s going in your ass. But Eren seemed content in leaving you in this position. His hands trailed over your body before he shoved two fingers in your mouth. You chocked around them—accidentally biting them but he didn’t seem too bothered by that.

“Bite twice whenever you want to stop.” He said, patting your ass. You hummed, licking the area you bit as an apology. The sound of a condom was heard as he ripped one open with his teeth.

It amazed you that he could do this with one hand. Did he have other partners? But that couldn’t be true, Armin had told you Eren kept complaining about some dry spell he was going through for over two years now.

Oh…

You’ll be Eren’s first fuck in two years. An odd sense of pride filled your heart. You wondered if he’d feel any pride in being your first ever fuck.

The sound of spit grossed you out as you felt something wet touch your asshole. Gross.

Well, it’s better than being chaffed.

Eren brought his free hand to move your face up to the mirror once more, a grin on his lips. His green eyes staring into yours through the mirror.

“Don’t look away. I need to watch your face as I fuck you.”

You gulped at the vision. He’ll be watching? Oh god. Hopefully you could look presentable enough.

You watched with a baited breath as Eren’s cock kissed your asshole, pushing against it gently. It was slow and agonizing as he half heartedly pushed against your hole before pulling away.

He seemed to enjoy the teasing though by the smirk on his lips. His brown hair was almost covering his eyes with his head face down to watch his cock tease you.

“Eren…” you whimpered. You couldn’t say much with his fingers in your mouth but you hoped your tone was enough.

Eren simply hummed. “Fine. You’re no fun.”

You wanted to cuss him out that this was no time to have fun but only a scream left your throat as his cock slammed right into your ass. His thrusts were harsh and unforgiving.

He didn’t give you anytime to get used to it. Your legs felt so weak—shaking from the constant pounding inside your now ex virgin asshole. There was a pressure inside of your that would get dragged against by Eren’s cock that sent you into a frenzy.

Your moans were muffled but was still filling the stall. Eren’s grunts also joined in—he made no attempt to muffle himself. You hoped no one would have to use the restroom for a few minutes.

“It’s a miracle Armin sent you my way… I should get him a gift.” Eren laughed.

You shook your head in embarrassment. You did not want Armin to know that in the one day you got to know Eren he immediately fucked you like a cheap slut.

You had to keep a little dignity.

“Hey… (Name)…”

A sharp tug to your hair caused you to bite Eren’s fingers accidentally as he moved your head to face the mirror once more. You didn’t even notice you had looked away. Eren’s face was in direct view once more—his hair was sticking to his forehead now due to the sweat.

At least you knew he was also sweating.

“What did I say about looking away?”

You muffled out an apology but that didn’t seem to help your case. Eren simply sighed and released your hair. His thrusts slowed down, which was something you needed, as he brought his free hand to your ass.

“Remember, bite twice.”

Huh? You wanted to ask but you quickly knew why he reminded you when a harsh slap was delivered to your ass. A scream left your lips that was hardly muffled by his fingers. God, someone had to know you two were fucking by now.

At least the theater was empty at this time.

But the poor workers…

After a second slap, Eren’s thrusts picked up the pace again. You continued to cry at the overstimulation. Having your ass slapped and the pressure against what you could only assume was your prostate during your first time—it was a lot.

Your cock was leaking and you knew you were close. But it seemed Eren was too. Which was shocking to you. It wasn’t it his first time, right?

“Fuck.. Glad you’re my first fuck after so long. Better than any pussy I’ve ever had.” Eren grunted, reaching down to grasp your dejectedly cock.

A moan left your throat in painful glee. It was nice to finally have your cock played with but it also sent you into another frenzy. Fuck, you weren’t going to last any longer.

Eren leaned down over your back, his mouth near your ear. The two of you looked at each other through the mirror. Your fucked face with drool dripping from your mouth that was still stuffed with Eren’s fingers.

And then Eren’s face. He still looked fine. Despite his sweat covered face—he didn’t look all that bad. Damn, you were a virgin compared to him.

Literally!

“C’mon… cum for me, baby.” He whispered in your ears. You whimpered at the pet name. Gosh, you hoped he called you that again.

It took only two more thrusts directly on your prostate for you to cum. A pathetic cry left your lips as you threw your head back in pleasure. Eren watched everything with a look of lust as he continued his thrusting, not stopping at all.

In fact, his thrusts felt harsher than his usual pace. It was like he wanted to see you cum hard on his cock. And he certainly succeeded.

Eren grunted at the sight of you before holding you close, now just chasing his own release. He removed his fingers from your mouth, want to hear you loud and clear. His mouth right near your ear.

“You’re certainly tighter than any pussy I’ve fucked.”

You wouldn’t deny at how you moaned at the praise. His words just made you dumb and happy. He came right after you—deep inside. But much to your surprise, you could feel his hot cum inside of you. Shit, the condom broke.

But it seemed Eren didn’t notice at the moment judging by his lack of reaction. He looked happy, honestly. You shuddered as the feeling of cum dripped out of your ass into the floor.

Oh, gross.

Eren reached in and pulled out the broken condom— nonchalantly throwing it into the toilet.

“Eh, it happens. Don’t worry. I don’t have anything.”

You hummed. You honestly just didn’t know what to do about it though… were you supposed to just put your pants on while cum dripped out of your ass?

The sound of a camera snapping caught your attention as you quickly turned around to see Eren with his phone. He grinned and shoved his phone into his pocket.

“I’ll send it to you later tonight. Pull your pants up.”

“But the cum..”

“It’s fine.” He said, grabbing your waist to pull you close. “Besides, it’s hot to think about it.”

You opened your mouth to yell at him only to notice there was shoes on the other side of the stall door.

“We’re closing for the night. Please leave.”

Oh no.

You knew that voice.

It was Jean.

“Oh. Sorry Jean!”

“Just get the fuck out before I call security.”

Eren simply laughed while you had a crisis right then and there. Jean knew Connie. Connie knew Sasha. Sasha knew Mikasa. Mikasa knew Armin.

Yup, you were screwed.

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Please next time check what animes I write for because I don’t write for AOT! But I did this time cuz I like Eren. (And Armin 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼) so like only request Eren and Armin if want anything AOT related, anyone else is a no <3

Anyway, hope it was a good! This was fun to write!

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ejundo · 4 months

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stoner | plug 𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣 𝙟𝙖𝙚𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙭 nerdy | stressed bottom 𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ✰. : @ejundo wc : 3.4k words.

★warnings:

drug use . feminization . seduction . against a wall . literally everywhere but a bed ? . . . opposites attract . begging . deepthroating? charac receiving | i still hate warning | stuff till this day. dub con maybe? yer jus stoned asf and fucking eren. cheating sorta . caught . use of you/your — amab anatomy

you weren't one to smoke weed as much. . . Every once in awhile you had smoked and used the container that was left on the corner of your desk, but it wasn't as consistent as you had only smoked pot whenever you were desperate enough.. it had helped with your stress— and you not using your container of wax.. meant you had a lot.

that wasn't until now. . . looking at the empty container. a groan left your lips as you quickly texted your friend— who also. didn't have any wax. she had instead given you the information to her plug located in the same dormitory as you, and with a sigh you picked yourself up and headed to the exit of your dorm.

you fist curled up into a ball as you knocked gently onto the door, waiting for an answer.

and a man with brown hair tied up into a manbun stared menacingly down at you. Blinking and jumping in surprise at the sudden action, even if it was suspected.. ー you were told to be a jumpy person.

'what?' his deep voice grumbling. with a blink you opened and closed your mouth like a fish. . . he was extremely menacing even without trying. taking a deep breath in you managed to at least mutter some words.

". . . ehm. . . do you have any wax ? or just ー any weed in general. . i have the money. " the sentence was barely coherent, barely over a whisper. it was a surprise that eren even managed to hear you.

eren's gaze shifted back to you, his eyebrows raising in mild surprise. He leaned against the doorframe, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "well, well, well, isn't that a surprise." He raised his eyebrows, his voice low. "someone as little as you, smoking weed. nothing i woulda expected" his eyes traveled up and down your figure, observing the way you looked.

"You're lucky I've got some left," he said, his voice filled with a teasing undertone. "tell me, why do you need it? tryna relax, or is there something else that's got you all wound up hm??" He raised an eyebrow, boredom in his eyes. "this isn't the first time i've ever smoked weed. . or justー smoked pot in general . . !" with a soft and gentle voice you seemed to get your point across.

staring at you with a look of amusement eren eyed you curious. 'whatever you say lil bro.' eren shrugged before opening his door wide enough for you to slip into. slipping under his raised arm , you observed the new area. it had reeked of weed and drugs and . . it was. . clear that he was previously trying to hotbox the area.

compared to your clean, and more. . . organized dorm. tapestries and dark curtains covered the window from allowing any natural light to enter the adobe. the only light were the led lights that emitted a red color. . . some having a white color to give a more clear vision other then just. . red.

'you have a nice place. eren.' looking down at you, he nodded. clearly not one to talk. letting out a sigh, you stood awkwardly as you awaited for eren to grab what you needed, preparing the money in hand. 'its 25 for 5 grams.' he rolled the small container in his hands. . his. nice , veiny large hands. maybe . . just one paper cut?ー okay that's enough. snapping out of your thoughts. you looked up at him and panickedm he stared at you with a cold and blank expression. 'sorry. . here.' you mumbled, handing him the dollars in exchange for the container.

bowing your head, as a thanks a random voice was heard from your right. averting your gaze over to the voice, it was a lady . . with long jet black hair. ー and in just a tank top and undergarments. quickly turning your gaze away you pursed your lips together in a thin line. as it was pretty random.. for some chick to show up half naked.

'eren. . mmm who is that?' eren also seemed to turn his gaze over. 'him? he's another customer doll.' doll.. it came out of his mouth so smooth. you couldn't help it but cough awkwardly. 'ahm. . . is it okay if i have your socials? incase. . i need more?' saying in a quiet voice, he turned his attention back over to you.

'hhh. yeah, lemme jus' grab my phone real quick.' with a low tone, he reached over to a nearby counter and pulled out what you assumed was his phone. the phone screen light emitting onto his face, showing his features more. . better. it seemed as if time had slowed down . . his gaze fixated on the screen as he opened up a random app.

reading the username as he showed it to you, you nodded your head and input the name into the search bar. quickly pressing the follow button. 'thank you! ♡' you said in a cheerful voice. despite it not being intentional. 'ay , nerdy boy. . c'mere ' as you were about to take you leave, the feminine voice called out. '. .hmm? uh- yes?' you tilted your head, her gaze observing you tiredly, she then raised an eyebrow with a smile as if she had remembered who you were ' yer that nerdy boy that armin and mikasa hang out with yah?' with a nod in your head. she slammed her fist into her open one, "hah! i knew it, no wonder you looked so familiar. . nice ta meet you bro, im eren's girlfriend."

so. . you were gawking over a taken man? shame shame shame ! ! who would know though ? . exactly. you made an o shape with your mouth ' i see . . it's nice to meet you! ehm, mikasa was actually the one who had recommended me to eren,,'

well , at least you two got along correct ? uh. erens girlfriend and you. eren, on the other hand just stood there. watching between you two as you guys acted as if he wasn't there. 'can you get out?' he said at random. blinking rapidly you realized you were overstaying your welcome. . with a shocked expression you bowed multiple of times 'sorry ー ! ! ' quickly rushing out of the apartment in a hurry..

it didn't take long for eren's girlfriend to quickly grow fond of you, she immediately took a liking to you. . and you assumed it was just so you could help her with her finals . . it was no surprise that by the end of your finals week. that the container that her dear ol' boyfriend gave you. . was empty. even despite it being new!

it was the amount of stress she had put on you . whether it would be - begging you to help her cheat on the exams. but you denied every time, and helped her tutor. that wasn't enough for her though as she would literally try flirting with you. it seemed as if she didn't get that you were not straight . .

'y/n ! ! ~ ehhmm . . professor wasn't clear on the instructions for this project . . can you perhaps tell me? what it was? . . or better yet gimme tha answers hmm?' she stuck out her chest to show off more skin then needed. . with a look of sheer disgust you masked it with a smile.

mentally groaning as you practically forced yourself to not bash this textbook into her face. 'only if you manage to let eren give me a 50 percent discount. i helped you for . . the past 3 weeks.' she grinned from ear to ear as you said that. practically launching herself at you.

you seriously tried to contain yourself from jumping out the window right then and there. . .

'here let me lend you my computer- and you can do the assignment m'kay?' she caressed your neck, and with a raising hand you slapped her hand away.

'i don't like how you caress me, and. . . shove your tits in my face while you have a boyfriend.' a hint of disgust laced behind your voice, a blank expression displayed in an attempt to at least give her a hint. and she ignored it. how surprising. . not

'look darling, he wouldn't know. . i mean- you aren't bad looking. and your voice. is so attractive. . i just want to kiss - y-' you quickly moved out of her grasp by standing up. her face almost landing on the seat before she quickly caught herself.

she whined before supporting herself on her arms. 'hmph ! ! i'll make you fall in love with me one day . . ' she grumbled with a . . disgusting frown. her eyebrows furrowed while she crossed her arms.

doing as you said, your fingers typed lightly against the keyboard of her macbook. eyes glued to the screen, while you wore glasses to protect your eyes from the horrifying blue light. she really owed you big time.. a sigh emitted from your lips. fingers grazing across the mouse pad as you click send to the designated professor.

looking as if you had crawled out of a grave, a still surprisingly gentle knock made its way onto eren's door once more. waiting for a good . . five minutes the tall man had came into your view looking down upon you as you held the silver macbook in your hands. ' your girlfriend . . needs her macbook back.' he raised an eyebrow, ' shes not my girlfriend anymore.'

' . . . what.' you furrowed your eyebrows and groaned angrily. barging into the room uninvited, 'she told me she would give me a discount if i did her entire work. . and i did so. and now i am here sad and lonely with a macbook, and no more wax!' eren only looked down at you. his usual blank stoic face reading you as you ranted on and on.

'hell! she even made me suffer by shoving her tits in my FACE!? not literally . . but YOU KNOW ! ' raising an eyebrow. he clicked his tongue purposely avoiding the her trying to kiss and rub all up on you . . just to avoid any. pressure on the other.

your eyebags seemed more evident and noticeable as you ranted. but eren didn't seem to mind . . you just seemed more. attractive that way. the nerdy persona dropped as you complained, and especially the way your cute face scrunched up . . he just wondered how would it look like if he just fucked that look off your face. shaking his head he let out a sigh. his hand plopped right onto your head, making you let out a small grunt.

' was joking dude, and with that information - it seems like she might not be my girlfriend anymore' oh were you truly angry, not because of eren breaking up with her. you were always angry, every time.

with a groan, your eyes drooped, 'can i just have my gram. . i'll pay you.' eren looked you up and down. 'how about i roll you up a joint ah .. you ever tried that before? it helps a lot more then. . wax.' you didn't care at this point. dragging yourself to the nearest couch and plopping down on it.

eren had locked the door and shut the curtains, that were open and disappeared into what you assumed was his room. the led lights shining a bright vibrant red that covered the entire room. even the led lights that would have at least gave some natural white lighting was turned red. small footsteps heard as eren came back from the room. a roll evident and seen in his hand. ' sets the mood.'

you raised an eyebrow in confusion before he pointed to the l.e.d's a small oooh coming from you along with a nod. blinking slowly, you opened you mouth. and suddenly the joint was placed between your lips. ' . . smoke it like you usually would. nothing different.'

and doing as said, your body grew lighter after you exhaled the smoke into the sky. coughing heavily you held your chest, growing teary eyed before rubbing them away. ' shit ! . . ' a heavy low laugh coming from the taller man.

he made his way next to you sitting down next to you. ' wanna watch some tv?' he asked, and arm resting on the hedge of the cough behind you. ' uh yeah sure? do you have . . netflix? im tryna finish this one show. he would occasionally pass you the joint.

that helped you . . forget about her. and forget about every single thing that pissed you off. after that . . . you felt more relaxed . . and time flew by just . like . that .

it was hot

scorching

flaming !

blistering even ! !

and you weren't even outside . . it was probably the man who was sitting way to close to you his body heat emitting onto you. his gaze on your smaller form, when did he even get that close? . whatever . . with the roll in his hand. bringing it to ur lips. 'cmon. . take one more hit . '

did he mean to make it sound that? hot . . or seductive. you didn't know . . all u knew is that it made you tingle. wrapping your lips gently around the wrap, you gently sucked in inhaling the smoke. he pulled it away and he was. . . much more closer. exhaling it into his face, he didn't even seem bothered. a look of lust in his eyes as he eyed you like a piece of meat.

'y'know. . i didn't think a boy like you would make me feel a certain way. but here i am. . a desire to kiss you silly. ' you smiled before quickly pecking his surprisingly soft lips. 'jus' like that. . . ? ' a grin on his face. ' no, like this. ' and quickly he pulled your lips in for an enchanting kiss.

pulling away with half lidded eyes, you stared up at eren. . . maybe it was the led lights that made him look more attractive, or perhaps it was the desire and need for him. small strands stuck to his forehead while his hand slithered behind you, captivating you. enchanting you.

'ever gave head before doll?' eren whispered in your ear, his warm breath brushing against your ear. shaking your head. you sat up and looked at him. ' mm-mm. . ' he leaned back spreading his legs and letting his arms resting on top of the couch. ' first time for everything hm?' the bulge in his sweats seemed more noticeable. and the closer you looked it was extremely noticeable that he wasn't wearing any underwear.

with hesitated movements, your hand traced the bulge slowly rubbing on it. he was big and that was an understatement. he let out a low groan a chuckle following behind it. ' don't be scared . . . c'mon doll. ' he grinned, his large hand cupping your hands, slowly moving your hand with his slipping past the band of his sweats . . his hand wrapped around yours as you held his cock. the warm feeling new to your cold hands .

a small hum emitting from him as you stroked him, ‘fuck . .’ seeming to get the hang of it, his hand slowly slipped out of his own pants. his head thrown back as he enjoyed the pleasure. letting go you decided it was time to try something new . for you at least! his head slowly snapped back to you, a smirk displayed on his face as you got onto your knees. it had hurt staying there for a while but the blanket pulled along covered the hardwood floors.

discarding his pants you were now face to face with the leaking member that dripped pre cum. his hand travelled to your head rubbing it slowly ‘take your time doll.’ he mumbled with a low and seductive voice.

with a soft sigh, your tongue grazing along the head of his cock. lips closing in in them as you struggled to suck on it, the taste — salty yet savory. you savored the flavor, as it leaked onto your tongue.

with a pop your lips left the tip and your tongue slowly trailed down the member a saliva trail following behind. erens hand lifted your head in prder for the two of you to make eye contact. your lips stopped at a prominent vein, sucking on it as eren eyed your expression. a low chuckle coming from the other. ‘mmm. .’ a grin on his face while his hand caressed your scalp.

you and eren were now stripped of clothing. your face rested against the pillows of the couch, moans and whines leaving your lips as erens tongue lapped at your hole, everything was a blur your mind fuzzy and blank as you left his long tongue insert you. curling your toes your grip on the couch intensified.

his grasp on your ass kneaded your ass as he pulled away, observing the clean and wet hole. a grin on his face. 'think you're ready f'me doll . . .' he sat up, reaching downwards as he positioned himself between your open legs. gently pushing down he slowly inserted his cock inside. 'please . . be gentle! . . f-first time. .' you mumbled out, your head sideways against the pillow while your teary eyes stared at the brown haired man. he patted your cheek gently for reassurance. ' im not that cruel baby . ' he whispered, as he fully settled inside of you.

he waited until you were more used to his size. when you felt less tense is when he started moving at a slow pace. his hand tracing over your hot skin, in contrast to his cold hand. holding your waist as one hand traveled down slowly gripping one of your ass cheeks kneading it and spreading it as he watched him slipping in and out of you.

his member stretching you out, your whines , moans , and whines were music to his ears. ‘fnhhg!. . ist’mucherrhe!’ incoherent words slipping from you as he slowly started going at a faster pace. ‘ i know doll . be good f’me and take it well yeah? ‘ his hand snaking around your waist as he leaned foward, one hand gripping your leaking cock and the other toying and flicking your hardened nipple. slipping out of you, he slammed right back into you a moan ripping out of you repeating the process as your mind went blank.

moving at a animalistic pace, all that was heard was the consistent sound of skin slapping together and your bated and loud whimpers and moans. eren groans and moans barely audible due to yours . .

what surprised you most is at how many rounds the two of you had done. he would pin you against the wall while his cock slammed into you, your back arched and your ass stuck out. cum splattered on the wall and leaking out your ass as he fucked you over the coffee table, your legs held up to your head while he fucked into you. cum splattered in your stomach and a splash on the coffee table. his seed seeping out of you while he fucked you shamelessly on the ground. your cock rubbing on the ground while drool spilled out of your mouth and your tears stained your own cheeks.

your cum leaking onto the glistening floor, as his leaked out of your hole onto the ground. that was when the two of you reached your limit. heavy breathing could be heard from the two of you as he held you in his arms. your hole holding onto— nothing as it leaked heavily onto the ground.

eren wrapped his arms around you, but stopped as he heard the front door slam open. ‘eren baby!— waht the!…’ the familiar and aggravating voice burst through the doors. her figure still as she looked at the sight of the two of you naked, eren holding you in his arms. ‘. . . im breaking up with you?’ he said bluntly. her bag dropping to the ground as she blinked rapidly.

woops?

finally . . finished . . im dead ! ! save me ! 𖦹 ´ ᯅ ` 𖦹

but i kinda got lazy at the end . . wahwah the smut part kept confusing me and i was trying to make eren fuck yew guys silly and then — kabloom no!!!! my brain farted and decided to be lazy and rush it . . grr . .

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dabisbratz · 1 year

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READ BETWEEN THE LINES — eren jaeger x male reader

w.c: 5.6k

warning: semi-public sex (library), college! au, jock!reader, nerd!eren, bottom reader, exhibitionism, praise/degradation, fingering, riding, mild jealousy, pining, creampie, panty (boxer?)stuffing, mention of ahegao from eren, overstim, edging, oral, dumbification, **feminization,** cum play, unprotected sex, teasing, dirty talk.

a/n: really recommend reading the prequel before this one!

You’re running late. Actually— that’s a major understatement.

You’ve got a soft spot for parties. A close second to the football field and its goals, there’s nowhere else you’d rather be. They may leave you disoriented and thick tongued, but they’re special. Especially when they’re yours. The two places you get to truly dominate, to run down an opponent and crush their dreams of ever making it further than this. So why you’re dreading them now. . . it’s hard to say why. It’s complicated.

But you’ve got a few guesses.

You woke up late, fatigue pulling at your limbs as you sank into your mattress and nuzzled your face deeper and deeper into your pillow. If you’re being honest, the previous night was full of bass boosted music, alcohol, and tabs of something that absolutely should not have been mixed with liquor. Foxy, was it? Whatever the concoction, it was built specifically to knock you straight out, face to pillow and body to mattress until the following morning and then some.

And through it all, the hallucinogens and warped vision, you couldn’t help but think of those green eyes— blazing emeralds covered by a sheen layer of glass and plastic. It’s been a week, yet that chocolate brown hair that stops just short of the base of a fair neck and falls just below the end of round spectacles is haunting you. It’s him who left you disoriented and wobbly on your feet. Him, who you’d imagined the soft lips of as they traced the skin of your throat and downward. Eren, that stupid nerd with a stupidly big dick who fucked you stupid and left you to pick up the pieces of your broken. . . situationship.

Okay— maybe it wasn’t him who left. The second you woke up with the realization of what happened (he fucked you and recorded it, had the gall to send it to your girlfriend, for fuck’s sake!) you fled, ran straight out the building and through campus until your lungs were on fire and your heart in your throat. You ran until you couldn’t, until your calves ached and your thighs had just as much throbbing to match. Until sweat dripped down your nose and stained your jersey. Until you couldn’t hear over the sound of your heart pounding against your eardrums. Fuck, you’d left the place stained in your own cum.

With a groan you bury your face into the pillow, growing warmer by the second as your hands curl into fists that slam down into the air mattress. If anyone saw anything that day they certainly haven't mentioned it, but you’re sure with the popularity you hold it wouldn’t be brought up unless you bring it up.

So you’re stuck between a rock and a hard place, really.

Joints crackling as you stand, a yawn rips through your throat and floats along behind you until your legs have carried you to the bathroom. Jean left the dorm before the sun could fully rise, probably to get in a few morning reps in and, if you’re being honest, it’s fucked up your time perception. That’s right, not the foxy or hennessy or even the beer. It was Jean. And worst of all it was Eren.

“Fuck you.” You grunt into your toothpaste, squinting at your reflection in the mirror as the bathroom’s fluorescent lights shoot straight through your retinas. You spit it out as if he can hear it, angry and venomous and not at all hesitant.

Walking through campus doesn’t lighten your mood. Your clothes cling uncomfortably— they’re Jean’s, after all— much too tight around your thighs and pressing against your chest with every sharp intake of breath. Your backpack is much too heavy, weighing down your shoulders until you walk with an uncomfortable hunch. Though you suppose it’s an exact physical representation of how you feel.

And if that’s not enough to test your limits, you end up bumping into someone who doesn’t know how to watch where they’re going. With an irritated growl you push them to the side with the help of your sports bag, nearly knocking them straight off their feet. Flashes of blond swim through your vision, bouncing off sunlight as it sways to and fro.

As an act of retaliation, nimble hands press into the plush flesh of your bicep, pushing you back just enough to open the gap between the two of you.

“Watch where you—”

“Armin!” You know that voice. It’s nasally and thick, even gains a husky tone to it when it’s whispered. It’s warm in your ears when it’s laced with praise, and cold when it’s spiked with the exact opposite. You know that voice.

So you run.

You’ve never considered yourself a coward. There’s a lot of things you are, but cowardly isn’t one of them. You’re one of the best, if not the best star players on your team, after all. Your hands ball into fists, clenched tightly as you walk into the occupied classroom, the only space you’d never really claimed as your domain.

It’s stupid, really, the hold he has on you. You’ve heard his voice and now you can’t think. As if you’re drunk all over again, you’re locked in a room with him while music blares through the crack beneath the door. Like you’re on your knees again, your face buried in his skin as you breathe in his scent. Woodsy and sweaty, almost as overpowering as his pulsing cock throbbing against the tightness of your throat. The fuzzy feeling has followed you for weeks, in the back of your mind as you complete mindless tasks and conversations.

You can’t help but let your mind wander, reverting back to that same fogginess that had the questions of last week’s pop quiz distorting before your very eyes.

(“Open,” It’s more of a command than anything, Eren’s very hands on, his fingers slipping into your mouth to pull at the corners of your mouth. Your tongue covers your teeth, your mouth watering as his salty fingertips graze your tongue. His other hand is busy working at the head of his cock, twisting smooth circles over the slit until it crashes down against your tongue. Again, and again, and again. “Good boy.”)

It’s hard to care, even when you’re handed back the test with disappointing results. A shiver racks through your body when a hand is placed on your shoulder, and your nostrils are overloaded with the smell of aftershave and old spice. Connie.

“I don’t know how you expect to stay on the team with grades like that, if you need a tutor. . .” He mumbles, light, golden eyes flickering past your shoulder to avoid head on eye-contact. Tests have never been your forté. It’s exactly why you’re in college solely based on a football scholarship. “I know I’m not one to talk, but—”

“Man, shut up,” You grumble, humiliation spreading through your body as you shift your weight from one foot to another. Crisp sheets of paper crumple between your fingers, balled up until the vermilions fifty percent is tossed into a nearby trash bin. “No one asked you.”

“Look, Jean knows. . . a guy. Says he’s kinda an asshole but,” He makes a motion with his hand in your general direction, chopping through the air. “So are you, so. You should get along just fine.”

The library is peaceful. A calm, comforting silence that’s paired with the company of only three people (you, your tutor, and the librarian— who, if you’re being honest, is sleeping more than she’s working). It’s nice like this. The air is still with tranquility, the only sound tiptoeing around your ears belonging to the sardined books adorning an array of shelves. It’s a stark contrast to the field— usually accompanied by excited screams, whistles, and running feet— but you don’t entirely mind it. It’s a pleasant change in scenery.

That, and it’s curing your hangover headache.

Venturing further into the library, you peek over the arrangements of bookshelves and desks. . . past the rows of computers and technology stations sits your tutor. Sat cozy in the corner of the room, he truly chose the most secluded area of the library. Good. His hair is a warm shade of brown, reaching barely above his neck, and with his back turned to you it’s hard to make out his features, but you swear that shirt he’s wearing looks familiar.

Oh, what the—

“Fuck.” His head snaps back, confirming it is that stupid fucking shirt, and he is that stupid fucking nerd. Devoid of any bodily fluids at that, four eyes had the audacity to wear it out again. As if it wasn’t recognizable, as if he hadn’t used it to clean his own cum off your body. You’re ready to turn on your heels, completely ignore the gnawing in your stomach that grows with every passing second you spend looking at him, ready to run and never look back.

“You look good,” His forest green eyes rake up and down your body, back straightening as he adjusts his glasses. You hate how quick his voice sends shivers up your spine, how it turns your legs to jelly and keeps you frozen in place. His gaze is intense, heated as he pats the seat next to him, fingertips brushing against the glossy cover of his hentai. You clear your throat, loud in comparison to the silence, but the brunette seems unphased. “Sit.”

You do, but not without collecting the manga and placing them on the farest end of the table. He seems to get a kick out of that, huffing hair out his nose as you push the books away like a picky child. Eren’s arm covers his scribbling, but you don’t care enough to press the secrecy. Instead, you unzip your backpack and pull out your laptop. He makes a sound high in his throat, something like a question, as he takes hold of the leg of your chair and pulls you closer.

Right. You forgot about his unprecedented amount of strength.

“Eren—” You start, but the sound of his name on your lips already has him groaning. Heat blooms in your stomach, tingling down to your crotch at the sound, and it’s almost like he’s fucking you all over again. So deep, something you’ve never had before. His cock kissed your insides, left you sloppy and open and empty.

“Eren,” You repeat, much whinier than intended, the name crackling as the man’s big palm squeezes your thigh. “Focus,” his response is noncommittal, a half hum that melts into a breathy laugh and quirk of his thick brow. “Studying. Tutoring. That shit.”

“Missed these tits,” He completely ignores you, instead opting to run his hands beneath the cotton fabric of your shirt. His hands snake up your tummy and shoot straight toward your chest, squeezing the flesh until your nipples harden against his palms. “Wanted to slide my cock between them the second I saw you.”

“They’re not tits.” You rasp, warmth rising in your face as your legs instinctively spread apart. He was right, you are a whore for his cock, and even the thought of getting it makes you braindead. You have the urge to get on your knees, to strip yourself of your clothing and present all your holes to him, spreading yourself wide open with your fingers.

“Aren’t they, though?” He lifts your shirt over your chest, the fabric bunching under your armpits, and you have no other choice but to watch the mounds of flesh spill from between his fingers— he’s got you in a tight grip, pushing your pecs together as he runs his pink tongue over his lips. It's humiliating, the lack of a fight you put up. There’s a weak tug at his wrists, but you’re barely making the effort to actually move him, whines heavy on your tongue. It’s hard, hard, to form the words you want, so you opt for open-mouthed whines.

Eren pushes you to your knees, watching you fall with glassy eyes.

You watch the brunette squeeze at his cock, his large hand sliding into a fist that clamps down around his shiny slit, then slowly back down to the thick, veiny shaft. You want his cock inside, stretching past your rim and splitting you open, you want his cock sliding inside until he fills you up with his sticky, hot cum. He spits down onto it, catching strays that land in your chin. His saliva is thick and runny, beading at the tip until it’s smeared down to the base. Your mouth waters.

Pulling yourself forward, you press your chest together until a small, pathetic excuse of a crease is formed between them. Eren coos, his thick eyebrows pinched together as his glasses nearly fall off his face, “What'd your girlfriend say? Now that she knows you get your pussy fucked just like hers.”

He guides his cock between the plush skin, taptaptap-ing the head of his cock along your nipples so his precum smears across the sensitive skin. It’s shiny now, smeared across your chest and downright filthy. Mixed with his cum, you’re sure you look like a cheap whore, one who’s been tied down and written on for free-use. If Eren had a marker you’re sure he’d write something on your chest, something vulgar enough to have your cock jumping.

“Oh,” He moans, slick squelching erupting from his cock as he slides it between your pecs— your tits, he’d call them, and you can’t help but open your mouth to catch the tip whenever it slides just above your chin. “Oh, fuck. That’s it.”

Eren’s cock is curved, with a dusted pink tip that throbs against your tongue with every forward motion. You can’t help but drool on it a little, thoughts leaving your brain the more he takes the opportunity to fuck his cock between your tits and into your hot, tight mouth.

“She said—” You’re cut off by your own gagging, his thick cock being jammed down the tightness of your throat. You can feel his dick throb, slow and heavy as a bulge appears in your throat with every slow slide in, and every slow slide out. He’s fucking your throat, burying your teary face into his deep pubes as your tongue runs along the thickest vein pulsing on his shaft. Eren’s so fucking big, you can’t breathe. Though you’re not sure you want to.

“Always talkin’ about your stupid ‘girlfriend’, what if I just made you my girlfriend instead? Huh?”You stare up at him with wet eyelashes, batting your eyes as he stares down at you. You can’t exactly make eye contact, not with the fog clouding his glasses, but the feeling of his cock weighing down your tongue along with his bitter pre filling your mouth, you don’t mind all too much.

“M’npph amphh grrmph.” You huff around a mouthful of cock, pants heavy on your drooling tongue. You can’t help but gag, bubbles of saliva pooling around his balls and your chin— it’s messy, it’s nasty, but it feels fucking good. Your dick aches, tingly and sticky and all too needy for your liking.

“Yeah, you’re not,” It’s like he knows exactly what you said, growling as vibrations are sent straight to his cock. It pops between your lips, then sinks back down onto the warmth of your pecs. Not nearly as good as fucking your hole, but it’s still slick and soft. It’s still fucking good. “Got a real warm pussy on you, though.”

“Don’t—”

“You wanna know how I know?” Eren cups your face with both his hands, bobbing your pretty head up and down around the head of his cock. Like you’re nodding on it, he savors the sight of his precum being smeared along your lips. “Cause I’ve fucked it.”

“Rennie!” You gasp, reverting back to that sweet, softheaded boy he’d turned you into a few weeks ago. A spark lights in his eyes, and before you know it he’s pulling you up by your throat, and stripping you naked. A thin trail of precum connects itself to the tip of your cock, sticky and wet enough for Eren’s hand to wrap around.

You see stars.

“Waitwaitwait,” You gurgle, moans caught in your throat as your knees buckle and fall straight into Eren’s lap. He’s wrapped up in your thighs, the thickness resting at his sides as you buck your hips into his tight fist. His hand is slick with spit, only moistening as he drools out another layer. The brunette lets it fall from his tongue, slow and thick, then rubs it into the head of your cock with quick, rapid motions. It’s too much, tears well in your eyes as you babble, “Slow, slow, I can’t—”

“Shh,” Eren’s free hand clasps over your mouth, warm against your sweaty skin. You can’t help but pant into it, your eyebrows pinched as you look down at the man with wobbly eyes. His smile is lopsided, eyes all too wide through the fog of his glasses as he speeds up his hand, twisting and curling and squeezing until your thighs violently tremble and your drooling mouth goes dry. “Don’t want anyone to hear you. What’ll they think then? The school’s best boy’s a slut?”

There’s a quick shake to your head, fast and delirious as you grind against his hand, his cockhead bobbing against your own through the fly of his pants. The silky, stickiness is driving you over the edge, and your eyes begin to roll back. Your moans are muffled and garbled against Eren’s big hand, but the way your cock twitches and leaks tells the nerd everything he needs to know.

The high is right there, you’re at the very edge, with Eren’s slick hand sliding his cock along yours, the thick head towering over your own, and the wet sloshing sounds so fucking loud when you bounce along his thighs, chasing after it. Sparks fly straight down to your dick, tingling along the shaft and pooling all the way down to your hole— it’s sticky now, wet with the mixture of precum that’s pooling between your bodies. He strokes whiny, desperate sounds out of you, precum pooling around his fist and— holy shit, you’re gonna cum.

“Rennie,” You drool, your head falling forward into his shoulder. It’s almost embarrassing how fast. How hard you’re twitching, how your little hole is spasming around nothing. You’re so close. “M’gonna cum, gonna cum, ‘Ren. S’your hand, s’cause—”

So. Fucking. Clo—

“No.” His hand leaves just as you’re ready to burst, cutting off a stream of sticky ropes before they can shoot, and your balls tighten with need. It’s not fair, you’ve been such a good boy! You sat there and took it, maybe you whined and cried a little, but you were good. You feel yourself shaking your head, desperate. “Did I tell you you could cum?”

“But. . . But I deserve it, ‘Ren. M’such a good boy, was such a good boy!” Tears stream down your face, collecting in Eren’s shirt as he rubs smooth circles into your back. He shushes you in a sweet voice, but you can feel his thick cock throbbing at the sight of your tears.

“Good boys don’t make messes,” He tuts, feigning irritation as he pushes you back so he can show off the messiness of his fingers. The long digits are covered in spit and pre, slowly running down his shiny hands and dripping down his wrists. “They clean them.”

His fingers are plunged into your mouth, bitter and sticky, but you can’t help but lap it up, eyes fluttering closed as you moan around the digits. They don’t reach as deep as his cock, don’t leave your throat bulging around the shape or curve of them, and they’re nowhere near as thick of a mouthful, but it’s just as good. Just as warm, just as heavy, just as strong and salty.

“Just like that,” You’re gagging for it now, Eren’s lips parting with open-mouthed pants as he struggles to watch your pretty, pouty mouth wrap around his knuckles. He has to swallow down his own drool, reaching deeper into your mouth every so often so your body jerks back as your throat tightens and constricts. You may not be a good boy, but you’re a damn good slut. “You look fuckin’ stupid. It’s a good thing you were made to take dick, no wonder you need a tutor.”

Eren’s hand slips out your mouth, a breathy laugh escaping his pink lips when you absentmindedly follow after it despite the drool starting to run down your chin. He’s scouring his bag for something, and only when he finds it do you notice how much his cock is weeping, achy as it smears pre along his t-shirt. Lube, sticky and stringy as he pours it into his hand and warms it up with smooth circles against his fingers. He’s pushing you up like it’s nothing, your knees by his sides until his fingers are poking and prodding at your sensitive, puckered rim.

Your squeals sound like heaven. High in your throat and dragged out as your pretty hole eagerly takes in his ring finger, clamping around it and sucking him deeper into your velvety walls. So fucking good, you can’t help but rock back against it, shameless and devoid of any other thoughts. It’s a chant of cockcockcock going off in your head, the faster you take his fingers the faster you get to his dick. The lube leaves behind thick strands, when Eren’s knuckle deep you can hear them froth between the globes of your ass, and as he pulls the finger out sloooow it gushes right out.

“Wanna fuck this pussy full,” Your breath catches in your throat, and the thought of him referring to your hole as a pussy has your brain completely and utterly empty. “Wanna fuck it till you’re shaking. Missed this cute little cunt, missed fucking you stupid.”

You can’t take it.

“Did it miss me, baby?” You can’t take it but you’re nodding, bouncing on his lap and doing all the work to fuck your self full of his fingers. You like it when he takes what he wants, fucks you stupid and uses his unsuspecting strength to take it from you. Like he fucking owns it. “Hm? Did your slutty boy cunt miss me?”

“Yeah, yeah. . .” It’s hard to stay quiet, not when his fingers are pistoning into that special, sweet bundle of nerves that keep you stupid and cockdrunk.

“Missed you, Rennie.”

“What missed me?” There’s an edge to his voice, darker and deeper.

“My. . .” You pout, shaking your head despite the shock of pleasure running up your spine when his free hand presses you down into his fingers. Your vision goes white for a moment, completely blinded as you sniffle out, “My boy cunt, Rennie.”

“Yeah, ‘cause that’s what you think with, isn’t it?” He flicks your forehead, a boyish grin spreading across his handsome face. It’s annoying how endearing his sad excuse of a mustache is, how it has your heart racing. “You let your pussy do all the thinking, that’s why you always end up taking my cock.”

Yeah. . . Yeah. It’s true, probably, because when you’re around Eren none of your thoughts are coherent. You barely even notice the slick palms rubbing smooth circles into the globes of your ass, the emptiness of your winking hole that clenches around nothing but air. You’re sure you look like a mess, skin slick with sweat, drool and precum and tears covering your face. . . dripping down onto your chest. He’s made a real mess out of you.

“Sit still,” He moans, hushed and close to your ear. His cock slides dangerously close to your entrance, sticky lube sliding along with it and connecting his tip to your boy pussy. He feels so big, so long and thick when he taps it against your hole, barely breaching the tiny gape of your rim. “Let me deeper inside that cunt. Please, baby? Wanna get it all creamy and sloppy with my cum, wanna feel it clamp down just like it did that first time.”

“Uh-huh!” You hiccup, uncontrollable tears streaming down your face as you reach back to spread yourself wide, presenting yourself to his dick. You don’t miss the groan you earn in return, deep and shaky as the nerd takes the opportunity to slip right in, past the burning stretch of your fluttering ‘cunt’ that sucks him deeper and deeper into your gummy walls. “Wan’ it. . . Wan’ it deeper, ‘Ren.”

Just as warm and wet as he remembers is, lube gushes and trickles out with every deliberate, deep thrust forward. The slurp of his cock goes straight to your balls, tightening as you whine like a bitch for it. Eren’s grip goes tight in your ass, keeping it spread as he spears you on his cock again, and again, and again. It’s more menuevering than bouncing, through your braindead haze you start to think, maybe he’s just too big to bounce on, it’s easier if he fucks into like a fleshlight. It’s easier if you don’t think about it, you’re not meant to, after all. It’s easier if you melt on his cock and take it.

“C’mere,” Your fingers are enveloped with the warmth of his own, the digits molding each of your hands into peace signs. Your mouth opens and closes, akin to a fish, but just as you’re about to form the words he cuts you off. “So cute. . . Could you stick out your tongue for me too?”

You should know by now, it’s not a genuine question. The saltiness of Eren’s fingers pressing into your tongue has you drooling, wet and sloppy as he forces your tongue out over your bottom lip. Watching the movement— eyes crossed with the pink of your tongue out on display— you look like a character straight out his favorite hentai.

“Like a real-life ahegao!” Eren pulls out his own phone this time, the camera in your fucked out face as he gives an experimental bounce to his hips. With a tiny ‘uh!’ you follow suit, your sweet boy pussy clenching and fluttering around his thick, heavy cock. You’d be thankful for the hand holding onto your hips had it not been there to keep you from squirming off his dick.

“That’s it,” he purrs, just as unashamed as you remember him to be. “Go on, tell the camera what you are.”

Your eyebrows knit in delayed confusion, Eren’s hips jolting up to send shockwaves up your spine. You’re pushed forward, wet clapping of your ass crashing down onto his thighs snapping you back into a dazed, foggy state. Cut off by a few breathy moans, you whine, “M’your fucktoy, your bitch.”

“That’s right. You’re my bitch. My hole to fuck, my hole to use. Tell me you love it, say ‘I love your cock, Rennie.’ ”

He forces your tongue back out, pinching the muscle between two fingers so you sound as fucked up as you look, gurgling and stuttering a sad excuse of, ‘love it s’much, wan’ feel it f’weeks, s’good t’my holes, Rennie!’ and it’s cruel how his mocking laughter nearly makes you cum on the spot.

“Armin’s part of the photography club, did you know that?” The name rings a bell, but there’s not much to say when you're drooling all over your own chest and panting like a puppy. “That blond you bumped into earlier? Yeah, him.” Your mouth forms a small ‘o’ around your tongue, pretty eyes widening. “Funny thing is, right after that he told me all the angles of you he wanted.”

You can’t contain the squeals and squeaks that leave your mouth when the brunette starts pistoning his hips upward, a bruising grip on your hips that only gets harder as he grinds you down against his cock. He’s filling you up so good, his balls slapping against your ass with each rushed, rough thrust that has your mind scrambled just as much as your guts. The camera is right in your face, zoomed in and focused on the mess on your handsome face.

“Go a—hmmff—head, baby,” Eren moans, and it’s his turn to drool. “Keep fucking yourself stupid on my, haah, cock.”

“M’sorry, Armin,” Your body bounces and convulses, eyes crossed as the shaky camera remains in your face. So cute, Eren had no intentions to share the video. Not with anyone, and certainly not with Armin, but your extra effort to apologize and take his cock as some sort of atonement really spurs him on. “Please… don’t stop, I’ll be good, m’a good boy, promise!”

“God, yeah, you are. A good, dumb slut. So much sweeter when all you can think about is cock.” He tries to ignore the fluttering in his stomach when you giggle around your tongue, sweet and ditzy. He tries to ignore it, but it’s hard when you’re absentmindedly bouncing back on his dick with no hands, both raised to your chest in peace signs. You’re a walking wet dream.

“Please lemme cum, pleasepleaseplease,” Your babbling falls on deaf ears, Eren’s hands are focused on stroking your cock raw, till your brain goes numb and you’re surrounded by sparks. When you lean away you fall onto his cock, but buck your hips forward and you’re being teased by his skilled fingers. His palm presses into your slit, rubbing circles into it until your eyes are rolling to the back of your head, and your mouth flies open in a silent scream. “Wanna cum on your cock, wanna get it sticky, wanna—ohh, feel it throb inside.”

“Cum with me,” He growls, glasses slipping off his face and onto the floor as his eyes briefly shut. You can feel it, the tightening of his balls, the way his dick aches and pulses inside you, the way his cum is starting to kiss your insides and spurt straight onto that small bundle of nerves— fuck, it’s so deep. His thrusts are erratic and sloppy, thick rope after thick rope frothing around his shaft as he fucks it deeper inside. You never want it to stop, not the groaning or moaning, not the filthy sounds, not the cum filling up your hole till you can’t move. “That’s it, wanna feel this pussy cum on my dick, give it t’me. Give it to Rennie.”

A searing spiral of pressure grows in your stomach, filling with light as you bear down on his cock and choke on your moans. For a minute you think you’ve passed out, everything going dark as you spurt all over both yourself and Eren, globs of cum spraying hard onto your chest and splashing back on the brunette’s chin. He lets you ride it out, offering tiny thrusts upward to satiate the erratic spasming of your hole, and places a few chaste kisses to your messy jaw.

“Shh, not done yet,” It’s cute how whiny you get, pliant in his hands as he lifts your trembling body off his cock with a hiss. He’s careful to replace his cock with his fingers though, twisting and thrusting them forward to collect his cum. You keep him so warm, he misses the feeling of your mushy hole around him already. “Need to make sure you get it.”

You barely put up a fight, letting him place you on the table. You’re on top of his manga— that and his notebooks, your laptop, and cheat sheets. That’s right, you came here to go over questions for your next test, but. . .

Eren’s busy picking up your boxers, not even bothering to wipe off his glasses (they’ve fallen into the wet patch of pre, and it’s obvious it’s coating the lense of the right side of his glasses) as he puts them on. His hair is disheveled, he looks thoroughly fucked, but you’re sure you look worse.

“Fuck,” He groans, breathless as he watches your fingers absentmindedly circle your entrance, globs of cum sticking to your fingertips. That explains it, the sharp shocks shooting straight up to your stomach. He takes a deep breath, tucking himself back into his pants. Part of you is glad he stayed clothed, if anyone walked in they’d see him first. “Maybe you already do.”

The questions die on your tongue when he’s removing your fingers, cum gushing from your puffy hole and spilling onto the table. You don’t miss the way Eren curses, somewhat frustrated, as he bunches up the fabric and slips it past your rim. It feels. . . good, pressed right against your prostate and suddenly you’re wailing again, kicking your feet with overstimulation.

“No, no, no,” You sob, clenching around the soft fabric. It’s too soft, like silk is sliding around your entrance, rubbing the area raw and sensitive. “Too much!”

“Shh.”

The shaking of your head ceases with Eren’s strong hand on your jaw, and you stop yourself when his lips press against your own. Warm and soft, somewhat chapped— but plush nonetheless. He tastes different than last time, he’s sweeter now. Like an energy drink, or a saccharine sour candy. He’s much more gentle with his kisses than his hands, which shift you around until he’s half-assedly got you clothed, just barely enough fabric pulled on your skin to cover your chest and legs.

“Sit on my lap, we’ll read a couple questions and then do some peer revision, yeah?”

Something tells you he doesn’t plan to get much reading done.

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tenjikyu · 6 months

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why is the eren jeager tag full of smut it’s legit so damn BORING 😭 i’m going on looking for quality content and dick/pussy is SHOVED INTO MY FACE. ffs do you not want to just hold the poor dude? idk man. DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THE SHITTY MODERN AU ISTG

#eren x reader #eren x male reader #how do y’all not get so damn bored #ALSO WHY IS IT ALL MORERN AU?? THE CANON AU IS SO GOOD??#BROOOOOO #aot x reader #attack on titan x reader #aot x male reader #petition to have everything replaced with fluff/angst/comfort and more of its canon au #we also need more x male reader content but that’s a WHOLE other rant i could go on about

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s1ckh1mb0 · 1 month

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To be loved by an artist- painter ony!

You were in love with your man to say the least, but Ony that nigga had it real bad for you. Always talking about you, buying your things, thinking about you it was never a moment that your man wasn’t about you in some way. But his absolute favorite way was to turn you into art. Something he could look at forever. To remember you when you had to leave for work trips with your company. Yes the paintings of you were beautiful but that’s not what he loved about them. He loved getting you to sit there and pose for him. Being able to stare at you for hours as you both joke and drink wine while he works on his art. His heart swells when he seeing you laying on his couch so happy as you go on about your day. Loving every bit of your presence and how you two can be intimate even in a peaceful silence while you both work on separate things. That man Ony was in love with you and he couldn’t wait for you to see the ring he painted on your finger in his work as a surprise<3

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sleep-0-deprived · 5 months

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Nswf and swf hc with poly Jean Kristen and eren yeager with male reader

Poly Jean and eren with a male S/O head cannons

Omg I’m sorry this took so long but I still hope you like it ;D

Female aligned dni 18+ only blog, NSFW content below

When you first met Jean you were hanging out with eren and then it all started. It all started as rivals but then they began to realize that they liked each other too so they decided to share you.

The three of you like to lay in bed together on your free time, you also like to have small dates when you three have free time off from the corp.

Eren and jean get very jealous and possessive when you give your attention to anyone else.

Eren and Jean love to wake up and see you in their clothes in the morning time.

NSFW

Eren and jean are both doms but eren is a degrading dom while jean will worship and please your body as much as you like.

You guys first time was very slow and intimate eren was fucking you while jean was kissing and leaving bite marks on your chest neck and thighs while praising you over and over again.

Eren fucking your through while Jean fucks you from behind with a firm grip on your hips and murmuring how good you are over snd over again while eren calls you a whore and degrades the shit out of you while his dick Is in your mouth.

Jean who stocks your dick while you cock worm him and eren playing with your nipples with his hands while giving sloppy kisses to you and Jean.

#x male reader #sub male reader #x male reader smut #bottom male reader #aot x male reader #jean x male reader #eren yeager #eren x reader #eren x male reader #jean kirstein #jean kirschtein x reader

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lemonmaid · 5 months

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Can I request poly relationship with eren and reiner with a male s/o that's a prodigy with odm gear like others would practice hard moves with it for hours but he would be able to do it just by watching them (also sub plot they try to get his attention by trying to impress him or trying to get him to teach them how to do such advanced moves)

Warnings: Training Corps Arc, Fluff no smut.

You know what it was like to wake up between two men? Sweaty.

(Name) cringe at the blanket sticking to the three of them, 'disgusting'.

It was still dark outside which ment no one has seen the three of them in bed together, which wasn't suspicious at all.

Eren came first, claiming to have a nightmare. Since, (Name) was already childhood friends with Eren didn't really see a problem with it. But Reiner, he just claimed he was cold.

(Name) sighed at the two, deciding to get up and get a head start on practice and a bath.

"Cadet! What are you doing this early"

(Name) jumped at the comanding voice that came from the captain, standing in position, saluting, "Sorry sir! I just wanted to practice more on my ODM gear sir!"

Shadis started at the young man, "Proceed Cadet but remember, you're almost at Ackerman's level, keep up the good work and you'll be in the military police".

(Name) beamed and nodded, hurrying to his post.

A few hours went by fast, the sun already beeming, Reiner was the first one awake to meet up with (Name).

"You're balance looks off"

"Nuh uh, it just feels better this way".

"Okay but it doesn't matter, you'll lose control that way, here let me show you".

Reiner came behind (Name) grabbing the man's hips and positioning them straight.

"There, doesn't that feel better?".

"No, it feels awkward."

Reiner chuckled, "Well you'll get used to it. Training is-"

"(NAME)!".

(Name) looked over and saw Eren running towards them, full ODM gear on.

Eren panted, "(Name)- let's- get the real deal training!".

(Name) was confused, "what do you mean?".

"Yeah, What do you mean Eren? Last time I checked you couldn't even stay balanced in your ODM gear".

Eren glared at Reiner, "Well, I saw that there is a another training ground in the forest-"

(Name) shooked his head, "Eren, no offense but-"

"No (Name) hear me out! You're always talking about wanting to advance and I feel, personally, this will be great and better for you! Think about it! Real platforms!".

(Name) thought about it for a second, the pros and cons of doing that, "Okay, but how will we even go to that training ground?"

Eren looked at Reiner and smiled.

...

"This is stupid".

It was the dead of night, the three snuck out into the wilderness.

Reiner sighed as he hooked a lantern on a tree, "it's cold, so hurry up you two".

Reiner agreed to watch them practice along as they were only doing one path, from the start of the forest where Reiner was in a tree. Starting down at them, they were like ants.

"Come on (Name)! Race you there!"

Eren shot up through the air, only for his ODM gear to stop pulling mid way, leaving him dangling in the air. (Name) took this as a running start opportunity, shooting himself up into the air.

'Remember to balance' he thought to himself. (Name) was zoning out as they twist and turned, releasing CO² as he danced with the trees. Coming out of his thoughts to Reiner cheering him on, (Name) smiled, feeling accomplished.

"Look out!!".

Eren somehow got his line caught onto (Name)'s line pulling him quickly into (Name)'s back, the two screamed as they got tangled up.

Reiner sighed, putting his gear back on, "I'm coming hold on".

...

The three were in the bathhouse, steam filling the room, "I swear Eren you need to be more careful" (Name) nagged.

"I was careful!" Eren yelped as (Name) tighten his bandaged.

Reiner huffed, "yeah sure, anyways, once again (Name) you were great. Maybe you should-".

The door slammed open, Jean and Connie coming in. "There you three are, I was wondering why I didn't see y'all at dinner" Jean smiled, "y'all were with barrack bunny".

"Dont call him that" Eren screamed.

"What are you going to do about it hothead?!".

"I'll show you horse-face!".

"You little-".

Reiner, (Name), and Connie stared at the two fighting, "should we-"

"I'm not touching them-"

"Yeah of course not but-"

"Let them fight it out-"

Reiner looked at (Name), "You need to rest. You've been training hard recently." Render grabbed (Name)'s clothing, "go to bed, we'll catch up".

...

As (Name) laid in bed, he thought about his training. Sure he did practice hard today but did he do enough? (Name) thought about it more, remembering how Eren was do quick to try and show him a new move while Reiner was more taking on the mentor role.

'Goof ball' (Name) thought about Eren, how he was so quick to try and impress them while (Name) felt like he didn't need to be impressed because he was already impressed by both of their improvements. Look at how far they've came.

#aot x reader #aot x male reader #eren yeager x reader #eren yeager x male reader #reiner braun x reader #reiner braun x male reader #reiner x reader x eren #attack on titan x male reader

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stinkysam · 5 months

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Levi Ackerman - For some tea.

Warning : none

Genre : fluff

Synopsis : “levi's reaction to somebody trying to flirt w reader but he's like "sorry i got a husband" when they're not even engaged 😭” - @vainillacookie

Reader : male (you/yours)

You and Levi had readied yourselves to go out, Gabi and Falco with you. They had asked if they could come and you had agreed.

Falco pushed Levi into a shop, a tea shop as Levi had wanted, to refuel the stock that was running almost empty.

Once inside, you took separate ways to cover more ground, everyone taking a pack of their favorite tea.

You, unlike the rest, went to the cashier, the owner of the shop for some help. You didn't know what to take, being difficult in taste.

She was kind and agreed immediately, leading you a bit everywhere in her shop to show you everything she had.

She had placed her hand on your back, making you raise an eyebrow as she led you around. But you thought nothing of it, thinking she was just the touchy type of person, trying not to lose you in the… two aisles she had.

“A handsome young man like you in my shop, I'm almost flustered.” She finally says, chuckling.

“Ah.” You laugh too, nervously. “Thank you ?”

Her hand moved from your back to your arm, keeping you close. You tried to look for Levi to get you out of this situation but he was too busy reading the ingredients of a tea pack.

“I can show you the back-shop if you want.” She smiled, her hand caressing your biceps and you blinked.

“Huh ?”

She blushed slightly, feeling a bit awkward she has to repeat herself but does it anyway. Your eyes widened.

There was no doubt, with the way she looked at you, her hand on your arm and her tone, she was flirting with you. All the signs were there ! You couldn't help but smile nervously, looking at Levi who watched with a slightly surprised expression, having heard what she said when she repeated herself. He waited for you to give her an answer, clearly a bit amused by this.

“Uh.” You looked at her, her thumb gently pressing against your biceps. “I'm sorry, I already have a husband.”

“Oh.” She immediately pulls her hand away, visibly embarrassed, before looking at your fingers. “But I don't see a ring.” She says, a bit bashful.

“Well, I'm picky about rings too.” You say with an awkward laugh, reminding her of your difficult taste in tea before walking toward Levi. “Have you found what you wanted, love ?” You ask, your hand resting on his shoulder.

He blinked, a bit taken aback by the nickname but he quickly answered.

“Yes. I've got everything. And you… honey ?” He almost smiled at his last word, nearly losing his composure. He wasn't one for nicknames, so using them always felt a bit funny, odd.

“Yeah. Gabi ? Falco ? Are you done ?” You call them out and they turn around, hands full of biscuits for tea time.

“Yes dad.” Gabi replied, making Falco giggle.

“Gabi !”

“Shhh !”

The woman looked at you, her pale face showing surprise at the two kids who were yours, apparently ?

“Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't know.” She says, feeling more embarrassed about the situation. Trying to make herself smaller to disappear. You smile awkwardly, unsure of what to say.

“We uh, we'd still like to pay.”

“Oh, right ! Right ! Right this way.” She quickly says, almost running to get back behind her cash register. Ready to move on to something else.

You paid for the tea and biscuits before leaving. The bag resting on Levi's laps as you pushed him outside the shop, Gabi and Falco quickly behind you.

“Husband ?” He asks.

“I panicked.”

“If you wanted to propose, you could've done it more directly. I'm the first one concerned after all.”

“I asked you out so you should be the one to propose.”

“Oh yeah, and who made that rule ?”

“Your husband !” Falco and Gabi say in unissons, grinning proudly while laughing.

He rolled his eyes.

“Fine. I guess I'll propose and make you my husband then.” He said with a sigh, turning slightly to look at you, his lips curving into a faint smile.

#male reader #m!reader #levi ackerman #levi ackerman x male reader #levi ackerman imagine #snk #aot #aot x male reader #aot x reader #levi aot #shingeki no kyojin x male reader #shingeki no kyojin imagine #shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan imagine #attack on titan x male reader #attack on titan

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huboi · 24 days

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serpent’s tongue ♡.°୭̥ ୨୧

divider by @lil-liaa

╰┈➤ summary; aot guys pleasuring you with their split tongue

╰┈➤ includes; modern! au, gn! afab! reader (reader isn’t really mentioned much), oral (reader! receiving), face-sitting, hair pulling (character! receiving), 69, vouyerism(?) in porcos’ (he eats you out in front of reiner), finger-fucking, eren jeager, connie springer and porco galliard with a split tongue, everyone’s 18+

╰┈➤ a/n; pls lemme know if you have any issues with the tags (I don’t want to make people uncomfortable, that’s the last thing I want) minors DNFI this is 18+ content!, blank blogs dni. this can be read by anyone (eg. transmascs, non binary’s, poc etc.) apologies if this isn’t the best smut fic out there, I’m a bit rusty. also HAPPY EASTER to those that celebrate! hope you have plenty of chocolate this Easter <3

EREN JEAGER

eren is DESPERATE to have you sit on his face, just place your juicy cunt on his face, he doesn’t care. worried about taking his breath away? he doesn’t gaf, sit on his face already

he knows how to use his tongue, he may not have slept around much but he’s a quick learner, so he knows which buttons to push to make you reach your high quickly, his split tongue comes in perfect for doing the job, makes it 10x more pleasurable

tug on his hair, PLEASE, he’s a whore for having his hair pulled, like he’ll full on whimper whilst eating you out if you do that, and the vibrations just add so much more to the experience

oh btw if he’s grown a bit of facial hair, you bet your ass it just makes it feel 100x better, with the feeling of his stubble against your nether regions just😫

CONNIE SPRINGER

favourite position to eat you out is 69

he loves the feeling of your moans’ vibrating deliciously against his cock, it just gets him even more eager in the act

not only does he have a split tongue, but he also has a tongue piercing, so that means double the pleasure

loves tongue fucking you whilst rubbing his nose against your clit

he’s a very messy eater, I’m talking juices everywhere, from his entire face to his neck and chest area, you don’t know how the hell he manages to get it there but it’s hot either way

PORCO GALLIARD

porco is probably the worst when it comes to containing his urges

like when you’re at a party, my guy’s one minute away from tearing your bottom half clothes clean off and diving straight into that pussy

he has a massive oral fixation, like massive

one time when you guys were at reiners’, casually hanging out and porco just had to drag you into reiners’ room (he was in the living room) and eat you out there, finger fucking you whilst desperately licking at your clit with his split tongue

reiner, not knowing what he was walking into, entered the room, a blush evident on his cheeks at the sight of porco in between your legs, slurping your juices as if he was parched

you obviously noticed reiner first, feeling a rush of excitement at the knowledge of someone, your boyfriends’ hot friend, watching you in such a lewd position

porco removed his mouth, causing you to whine at the sudden halt in pleasure

“are ya’ gonna stand there, gaping like a fish? or are ya’ gonna watch?” porco huffed out, clearly pussy drunk, before shoving his mouth back where it belongs

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bricksduhh · 5 months

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How to stay with you

Reiner Braun x male reader

Set during the attack on Marley. You joined the others as they venture to Marley to retrieve Eren but that isn't your goal. Instead your goal is to find Reiner after he left 5 years ago. Nobody knows of this goal so you must act accordingly and not mess up. This could be the last time you get to see the man you once loved....

Hope you all enjoy! :)

The air was cold. It felt like small blades were brushing past your cheek. You sat on top of a roof, rifle in your right hand. Your mission was to fire at any guards who may pose a threat. You and the others conducted this plan when Eren had sent a letter informing the squad of his situation. That's what landed you here. Except you're not here for the same reason as the others. Everyone else that came here is here for one thing. That thing being Eren. Instead you're here for someone else. For Reiner.

You and Reiner were close back then. During your time in training you and him formed a bond. A bond that evolved into something more. You and him grew closer. That was until that dreaded day. Him and Bertholdt confessed to being the Armored and Colossal titans. You never saw him after that day. The last time you had a glimpse was during the recapture of Wall Maria. After that he was just a distant memory. You swore to yourself that you would find him again. He left you a letter after the confession. He wrote of his feelings and how he wished he could undo it all just to stay with you. That was the driving factor for you joining the others today.

You scouted the area. Looking for any sign of Reiner. Taking this position was a smart choice . You're away from what is to come but also able to clearly see everyone. You turned back to look at the stage. There was some event. Not like you cared. You were too far from it to even make out a word being said.

“Hey, L/N” You turned back to face whoever called you. “Stay focused on the mission.” He ordered. You nodded as you went to get back in position. Suddenly there was commotion. A light flashed behind you and the ground shook. *What was that?* you thought to yourself.

“Eren” Was all you heard from your comrades. You gasped. If Eren’s there then Reiner must be close. You hung your rifle over your shoulder as you prepped your ODM gear.

“Hey, wait!” Someone else called out. You weren't meant to leave your area but if there was a chance then you had to act on it. This could be the only chance of seeing Reiner again.

You landed on a roof by the commotion. There was already so much destruction. It looked like the fight had been going on for a while. You saw Eren holding some crystal. It looked like a shell. Like what Annie used to protect herself. Was that another titan? You shake the thought out of your head. No point in worrying about what it is. You didn't care. You surveyed the area. Looking for any sign of Reiner. Something caught your attention. An armoured casing. It was away from the fight so you assumed it was made for protection. It looked similar to the armoured titans armour. It was him.

Your eyes widened. You prepped your ODM gear again as you made your way to it. Avoiding getting caught up in the confrontation happening beside you. You failed the landing. Too anxious for what's about to come. You quickly picked yourself up and ran to the structure. “Reiner!” You shouted. The hole to enter looked tight but you could fit. You squeezed through, and fell to the ground of the structure. Your head raised examining the figure in front of you. It's him.

“Oh god, Reiner” You scrambled towards him. Your hands resting on his shoulders. He looked like shit. He looked thinner and his hair looked unkept. “Hey man, It's me Y/N” You began to shake his shoulders, trying to wake him. Was he dead? No. There's no way. His chest is moving. He's alive. “You gotta wake up. Outside is a mess.” Reiners eyes began to move slightly. He opened them slowly. He couldn't tell if he was dreaming. Were you really there right now? You felt a smile grow onto your face.

Before saying another word, your attention was taking off of Reiner as you heard shouting. “REINER!” It sounded like a girl. “GALLIARD IS ABOUT TO BE EATEN. HELP US REINER!!” She sounded desperate. This seemed to capture Reiner’s attention too. He must know her.

“Go” You turned to face him. He still looked like shit but his eyes showed something. Something that resembled fear.

“Huh?” You looked at him. Go where? You were confused.

“Get out of here, Y/N.” You furrowed your brows. “Please” He sounded empty. His voice felt like it lost its charm. Instead of having its once confident essence, it now carried a feeling of desperation. You complied. Reiner watched as you left the structure. He waited a few seconds, hoping it was enough for you to get out of the way.

You landed up on the roof. Landing beside Jean, Connie and Sasha. “Y/N?” Sasha looked at you. “You're not meant to be over here.” Before you could come up with a reason you all felt a gust of air and witnessed a yellow flash. You turned to see Reiner. He was in his Armoured titan form. It looked different. You gripped the grapples of your odm gear. He had less armour. He didn't transform to fight. If he did then he would have more protection. Suddenly it hit you. This fucker wants to die. You grit your teeth. In no way will you let that happen. You didn't come out here just to watch him kill himself.

You looked at your friends. Their faces showed fear and shock. They weren't expecting Reiner to be here. You turn back to see Eren about to swing at Reiner. Your eyes widened. Why isn't Reiner trying to protect himself? Instead you notice his hand reaching for the titan in Eren’s grasp. You assumed that was who the girl that screamed was referring to. That was why he transformed. To save whoever was in that titan. You pulled your blades out from their resting place before attaching two grapples to Eren. “Y/N! What are you doing?” Jean shouts out at you, reaching his hand out to try and stop you.

You shouted out as you sliced through Eren’s arm before his hit could land on Reiner. Time felt like it stood still. You just deemed yourself a Traitor to everyone. You went against the mission. Eren’s roar echoed throughout the city. His arm fell to the ground. You landed on the roof opposite of where you jumped from. The people on the other side began to move. Were they moving towards you or to begin an attack on Reiner? Shit. You begin to run, grappling to a building close to you and moving behind Eren. You pulled yourself up mid air. “REINER!” you shouted. You watched as his head raised to look at you. Even in titan form he looked empty. “FIGHT!” You roared out. This seemed to motivate Reiner.

Reiner reached forward, grabbing at the limbless jaw titan that rested in Eren’s hand. He pulled at it, causing Eren to stumble and release his grip. He pushed at Eren. Reiner gripped onto the titan as hard as he could. He threw the limbless titan away from the action. To safety. Eren had already eaten the War Hammer titan, he wasn't getting another. The two titans began to brawl.

You zipped around the battlefield. Trying to avoid contact with anyone. You had to find an opening to get Reiner out of here. You were taking out of your thoughts when someone crashed into you. They tackled you to the ground, and forced your arms behind your back. You shouted out. “Get off me!” You grunted as they applied more pressure. You turned to face who it was. Jean? He seemed distressed.

“What are you doing Y/N? Why help the enemy?” He looked hurt from your actions. You took in a shaky breath as the pain of your position started to kick in.

“Let me go!” You didn't have time for simple conversations anymore. You hoisted your body up, fighting the weight of his body on yours. This caused his grasp on you to loosen . You pulled your arm away as you spun around, swinging your fist at his face. Jean fell to your side, his hands covering his nose. You felt guilty. He didn't deserve to get hit like that. You cared for Jean, but you weren't letting anyone get in your way. Not when your goal is so close.

You quickly regain your footing and grapple towards Reiner. You hang from the back of his neck, in front of his nape. “Reiner it's me again. I'm gonna need you to get rid of the armour on your nape so I can pull you out.” You get swung to the side as Reiner takes a hit. You felt the security of your grapple diminish. You couldn't stay up here for much longer. Either the grapple fails or someone comes and takes you out. “Reiner please, I'm begging. I know how you feel. How you wish to die but this isn't that moment. I didn't risk my life out here to just let you die so easily.” Your words hurt Reiners heart. Why did you still care about him? He felt his eyes water as the armour on his nape crumbled off. Your eyes focused on the man emerging from the titan. His hair flowed as steam came out from the nape. How could someone look so majestic when they are so close to death?

You took action quickly. Any second wasted could lead to both of your demise. You watched as he came out from his titan. His arms and legs are still attached to it. You pulled out your blade. “This may hurt” You warned him before slicing at the flesh connecting the two. Surprisingly you didn't hit him. His limbs remained intact. “Hold on” You said as you turned and prepared to boost away. His arms wrapped around your waist. You felt your breath hitch. It finally hit you that Reiner is right here. Now all you need to do is run. Your grapple attached to a building in front of you. His grip tightened around you. Was he scared? “Don't worry. I won't let anything happen to you.” You pulled yourself away from the titan. Just in time as Eren swung at it, knocking it down.

You heard Levi’s voice. “Sasha!” His voice cut through the air like a knife through bread. You could tell he was angry. Their mission wasn't to capture Reiner so why is he this worked up. Is he mad about your betrayal? You didn't care. You weren't staying to find out.

Levi landed beside Sasha. Her eyes were locked onto you. “Sasha, shoot him.” Levi pointed towards you. Sasha slowly turned towards him.

“What-” She was shocked by the request. She couldn't shoot a friend. Even if you did betray them. Levi’s glare was strong. She was sure he didn't want to do this but it had to be done. She nodded reluctantly as she aimed her rifle to face you. You were moving fast, she wasn't sure if she could land the shot. Honestly, she prayed that she couldn't.

The sound of a gunshot rang through the battlefield. It shocked both you and Reiner. You looked behind you to see Sasha lowering her weapon. Did she try to shoot you? Why didn't it hit? She rarely misses a shot.

“Whoops. I missed” She said as she hung the rifle over her shoulder. Levi lowered his head. She missed on purpose and he knew that. He kinda wished she was going to miss. You didn't deserve death. Nothing you did was wrong. All you did was save the man you cared for.

You sighed as you landed. You made it far enough for it to be safe. You watched as the airships began to leave, along with your friends. You felt weird. Did you start to regret your actions? What you did finally hit you. You turned to look at Reiner sitting behind you. He was curled up. His arms rested on his knees. His hands over his eyes as his chest heaved. He was crying.

“Why.” He took a deep breath. “Why did you help me?” He lifted his head, his eyes locking in with yours. “After all I've done in the past. Why put in the effort to save me?” You had a shocked expression on your face. Did he really think down on himself like this? That he didn't deserve to be saved after everything he's done?

“Remember during the battle of Trost when my gear broke? I thought I was done for. That was until you came. It was the first time you saved me, and you continued to do so many times after. I know that you've killed many people in your life and honestly you deserve to face the punishment for that.” You inhaled slowly. Both of your eyes never left each other's. “But now wasn't that time. We made a promise that we would protect each other. When you left it hurt like hell. I loved you Reiner. Living without you was so lonely. Nobody understood me like you did. That's why I saved you.” You stood up as you looked down at him. He began to cry even harder. You slowly made your way towards him. You knelt down and wrapped your arms around him. Reiner leaned into your embrace. “I didn't mean for the destruction of your city. It seemed like a nice place but this was the only way to get to you.” You admitted. He held onto your harder. He missed how you held him.

“I missed you” Was all Reiner could get out. He never felt this emotional for someone before. You pulled away from the hug, cupping his face in your hands.

“Me too” You smiled before leaning in. Your lips met his. It was a kiss that was long due. One that you missed. Those five years without each other felt like an eternity. Finally, fate has brought you two back together and you weren't going to let it take him. Not again.

#Attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan x reader #Aot #aot x male reader #aot x reader #reiner braun #reiner braun x y/n #reiner braun x male reader #x male reader #male reader insert #Gay #mlm #aot season 4 #Aot season four #male x male #reiner braun x you #reiner braun x reader #Reiner x reader

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levisforgottentea · 5 months

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Jean brain rot after s4‼️

Riding this man until u can’t no more fr omfg and your thighs just slowly give up while he’s leant comfortably against a stack of pillows, his shirt barely above his bellybutton and a cigarette between his long fingers.

He takes a draw as he coos at you, chuckling at the sight of you falling apart. And once you stop bouncing, he grips your hips so fucking hard.

“Never said you could stop now did I, baby doll?”

#male reader #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #aot #gn reader #jean kirstein #jean x reader #aot x male reader #aot jean #snk scenarios #jean kirschstein #jean kirschtein smut #aot smut #smut???

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reallyromealone · 1 year

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Another possible part “Security Guard Himbo”

Let’s say M/n’s flower shop gets broken into and wrecked. Levi of course figured out what happened and helps the reader out. Possible angst and fluff ✨

(Also love your fics! Hope your having a good day/night depending on when you read this <3)

Yesyesyes

Fuck yes

God I loved this mini series

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

(Name) let Levi buy him a flower, the model wanting his boyfriend to have the absolute best he can provide and seeing (name) in his true element... Was hot to Levi.

(Name) was completely different than when he did security, smiling and helpful to customers and helping elderly people get their flowers to their cars and small children pick out a good plant to start with.

Then there were the people Levi wanted to strangle, the Model having come in with lunch and his new security guard when he saw his puppy boyfriend oblivious to the young woman flirting with him as he dutifully put an arrangement together for her "and your total is 62.95" (name) said politely, actively looking away when the girl bent over a bit to show off her chest and perked up when he saw Levi "baby!" (Name) chirped out and went from behind the counter to greet him with a gentle kiss.

The girl looked floored at the interaction, Levi glancing to give her a warning glare as (name) chatted about the shop "so many people came today! I think my sign really worked!" (Name) said but Levi knew it was because it was run by a buff hottie that was his boyfriend.

"It is a good sign" Levi commented passively and watched as (name) completed the transaction and the girl scurried off "let me make you some tea, would you like some?" (Name) asked the new security guard who looked startled at the florist, slightly entranced by the buff man but looked away when he felt Levi's stare on him.

"A-ah no thank you" he said shyly and (name) nodded before going to the back to get his boyfriend some tea "so what's your name?" (Name) asked the new security curiously "Marco, sir" the brunet was kind of in awe at the man before him, the person who had his position.

The lunch was spent relatively relaxed though Marco could tell (name) was hesitant about him and he couldn't blame him as Levi was not only one of the top models globally but the florists boyfriend.

"I have a shoot to go to but I'll see you after, yeah?" Levi said to his boyfriend who nodded obediently before kissing him gently.

"I'll miss you" (name) said softly as they parted,(name) nodding to Marco to silently tell him to keep his boyfriend safe.

(Name) was at ease as he closed down shop, Levi sent him pictures of the shoot and (name) was swooning at how cool he looked.

Though he did avoid any news articles because Levi didn't want (name) to have to think about that.

(Name) snuggled Levi, the black haired man resting against his chest without a care, the room dark from the night sky when his phone blasted.

"Shit--" (name) quickly checked his phone to see it's an alert for the shop, a break in.

(Name) and Levi rushed to the shop, the police already there as they took in the damage, completely vandalized and torn apart as glass and dirt was thrown everywhere.

Levi hated how heartbroken (name) looked, talking to the police and getting a statement and the likes before checking the footage and his heart sank at the carnage the perpetrators raised.

The shop was closed off as it was now a crime scene and (name) was silent as they drove home "I'm sorry baby" Levi was soft with his boyfriend, unused to seeing him so distressed as night streets had minimal traffic "I just... Why?"

"People are pieces of shit... I'm sorry" Levi said taking his boyfriends hand and kissing it "I'll call a guy I know to fix the damages and we will get the best security we can get" Levi said earnestly to (name) as they parked in the garage, the buff man melting a bit under the others soft touch "let's go to bed yeah?" Levi led the other to their room and snuggled him on the bed, letting the buff man be little spoon as his face was hidden in Levi's chest.

When the police did their investigation, Levi already had people on to fix the shop and everything as he forced his boyfriend to look pretty for him and accompany him to a shoot, letting him hang out in the dressing room and work on a few promotions.

(Name) was still on edge but Levi made sure to kiss those fears away and when the people who vandalized the shop were found, Levi wasn't surprised that they were... Fans of his.

Less than 24 hours later Levi's official twitter issued a statement about how appalled he was at this and how real fans should be happy for him and not attack his partner or his business.

Six months later the shop was thriving better than ever, the buff man always bringing home beautiful bouquets for Levi who usually didn't care for flowers but... They were from his boyfriend so he was swooning a bit.

But (name) didn't need to know that.

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CRYBABY — armin arlert x male reader

w.c: 2.5k

genitalia terms: cock, hole, dick

WARNING: humiliation, dirty talk, impact play (face slapping, spanking), edging, restraints (spreader-bar, undisclosed hand restraints), degradation, subspace, sadism, bottom reader, specific body type (taller/bigger than armin, other than that nonspecific!), amab reader. CHECK REBLOGS.

“To be fair, you’re pretty girly, Armin,” Hange chirps, wrapping their arm around Armin’s shoulders with a sly grin. Their hair swings over their face, a dark shadow casting over their gaze. His striking blue eyes watch in amusement as the rest of the Survey Corps nods along in agreement. Truthfully, he doesn’t mind the speculations, albeit a little strange how interested his coworkers are in his sex life, he can’t blame them for being so interested when he has a boyfriend like you. Plus, he’s come quite far from how he used to be— his hair is shorter, cheeks less rounded out by babyfat, shoulders broad and square. He doesn’t need to prove anything. “You let a big rock like that push you around every night?”

The blond coughs into his fist, squeezing his big, cerulean eyes shut to stifle a laugh. You’re much taller than Armin, even on a bad day, with a permanent glare in your eyes. You’d make mountains shrink if they could, with your piercing gaze. Even as you trail behind your boyfriend like a puppy, they see nothing but a guard dog, its canines bared and sharp and dangerous. Your intensity almost surpasses Levi’s, even if they were too scared to admit it.

But it means nothing when you’re under him.

You look up at him like he means the world, glassy eyes blinking against crystal tears as he pushes his cock deeper down your throat and forces you to gag on it. Your eyes roll, drool falling down your chin and down your chest that he loves to squeeze and fondle. You’re such a good boy, the way you writhe and squirm with every orgasm of yours he ruins— just thinking about it makes his dick harden in his cargos.

Armin tugs at the collar of his shirt with his index finger, bending the fabric absentmindedly. His comrades snicker at his flustered display, and the hard smacks to his back lurching him forward, back and forth.

“Bet he really makes you his—“

“… bitch, huh?” His voice is fuzzy in your ears, sweet and tantalizing as rope digs into your wrists. Your legs are bent, knees reaching your head as a spreader-bar holds your thighs wide open. Your back is pressed into Armin’s small mattress, which dips and sinks under your weight. No matter where you turn, you’re consumed in Armin’s warmth, his soft hands roaming along your naked body. He lets you whine, your head lulling back and forth as you knit your eyebrows together.

“Huh…? M’sorry.. m’sorry,” You pant, not quite sure what you’re apologizing for, probably because you’ve lost your train of thought, because you couldn’t hear what filthy things he was saying because he’s fucking you stupid.

“Oh, honey,” The blond's voice is coated in just that, sweetness dripping from his tongue as he grips your cock tight, thumbing the slit and smearing precum all over the head. The bars at your knees stop you from bucking your hips, as he squeezes the base of your cock the second you start to pulse a little too much. “Such a dumb whore. What happened to my big, smart boy?”

Degradation. You love to hear it, especially from Armin’s lips. If you thought too much about it, had it whispered in your ear until your brain melted, you could cum from that alone. Your cock throbs in his hand, as he spits down on it with a quiet ‘p’tuh’ and grins as you shudder. The wetness of his saliva feels too good, too warm against his skin as your rut and flex in his hand. “Mm, your cock is so pretty. Too bad it’s useless.”

You try to fuck into it, chase the feeling that has you wailing, writhing in your restraints and struggling to kick your legs. It’s too much, the squelching in your ears as Armin’s warm breath pans lower and lower down your chest, your abdomen, closer to your throbbing, needy dick. He sighs, open mouthed and breathy, watching your cock jump in retaliation— nearly out his hand. Nonetheless his grip tightens, pumping uppp and dooown, smearing precum until it covers your cock in a thin, shiny and tempting layer. You moan between your teeth, eyes glued on his skinny fingers milking you for all your worth.

“Feel good?” Armin grumbles against your thigh, voice hoarse as he stares down at your weeping cock. With a jumbled moan you nod frantically, toes curling as he twists his fist around your sensitive head and— fuck, you’re cumming. Your eyes roll back, body clenched as a thick rope—

“Aht. Whose cock is this?” Armin’s hand is quickly tightening around the base of your dick cutting off whatever orgasm you were about to feel, whatever ropes of cum that were supposed to spray across your thighs, your stomach, maybe your chin.

“Wh- wai’… waitwait..wha—” You’re stunned, stammering and stumbling over your words as your brain fails to connect the dots of what just happened.

“Answer me, boy,” And— oh. That’s his commander voice, the one he only ever uses in battle. A shiver runs down your spine as you reluctantly make eye contact with your boyfriend, his blue eyes suddenly gunmetal gray. Like a broken record, you whimper, shaking your head and babbling our apologies when, really, you have nothing to be sorry for. “Hush. Just answer the question.”

“S’yours, Ari,” You breathe, big thighs flexing against his hand. One more time, a little more confident you moan: “S’yours.”

“That’s right. That means you cum when I say,” When he pushes an impossibly long finger into your hole you’re done for, mewling as you flutter around him. Even with such a drastic size difference your hole is tight and grips him like a vice, swallowing his finger in and begging for more. His finger slides out slowly, a sharp contrast in the sudden smack straight to your winking hole. You jump, moaning high in your throat as your eyes flutter closed. “Fuck, just one finger stretching this pretty hole like it’s nothing. You want more, baby? Want more fingers in this greedy hole? Gonna cry on my cock all night so everyone knows how good you take it? How much of a slut you are for me? Say it.”

You bat your eyelashes, peering up at your handsome boyfriend through glazed eyes. He coos, if only for a moment, as he dips his other hand into your mouth and watches you suck on his fingers, no questions asked. His face drops a little, pink lips curling into a frown as he wipes his fingers off with the soft skin of your cheek. You’re usually such a good boy— such a good dog. You know better. You keen into the touch, pressing your cheek into his palm until he takes it away, just to smack you across the face with a cruel smile.

Your brain goes blank for just a second, a startled gasp leaving your pretty lips. He wants to squish your cheeks together, watch your face distort into dumb expression while you sit there and take it. Maybe your face will match your mind, empty and eager and broken as tears stream down your face. Armin’s eyes darken, heavy-lidded as he stares at you like he’s going to eat you alive.

“Oh, oh fuck, w-wan’ your cock, Ari’ please give it…give it to me, please,” You babble, as if his question has only just now registered in your brain. Then comes the flaring heat of skin where he’d smacked you, blooming in your cheek and making you whine. Armin tuts, tilting his head in feign innocence, a tuft of blond hair tucked behind his ear. “V’been so good, didn’t cum when you said not to. Been goo-”

“Mhm,” Armin hums, only half listening as he slowly pumps his other hand back up and down your cock, a sadistic grin slowly etching across his face the more you let out a stream of moans. You’re sensitive— almost too sensitive, your hips convulsing in different directions, your eyes squeezing shut, your body begging to cum. You can’t quite make out how his fingers look curling up inside you, long and thin but perfectly stroking that special spot that makes you see stars. “Gonna cum for me? Hm? This pretty cock gonna cum while I finger you? Slap you around a little?”

“Uh-huh, gonna cum.” You’re purring, helplessly rutting your hips until you feel your balls tightening, your abdomen spontaneously spawning and— Ooh! Armin’s index finger slides out of you, and his palm lands right on top, a hard smack straight to your fluttering hole. You're pliant and small like this, squealing into the air while the walls bounce the sound right back at you.

“Not yet.” He whispers into the skin of your inner thighs, placing a chaste kiss on top for safekeeping.

“Noo, no, I can’t,” You gasp, weakly struggling against your restraints in fruitless effort, continuously begging for both release and a chance to move on. You don’t really mean no, you’re conflicted, really— it feels too good, but you’re not sure how much more teasing you can take. “I cant.”

“You can,” The blond snickers, fingers massaging your puckered rim, the puffy skin gaping around his fingertips. You’re slick with a thin layer of precum and lube, shining under the fluorescent bedside lamp. “And you will. Know why? You’re my good little boy. You can take what I give you.”

Collecting yourself, you nod.

Armin beams. You’re certainly not little— not in comparison to him, not in comparison to anyone in the Survey Corps, not in comparison to your friends. But you’re his little boy. To smack around, to manhandle, to fuck into sweet, empty-headed submission. You’re his bitch. He thinks of how everyone else would react, if their jaws would drop at the sight of his guard dog dropping to his knees and presenting right in front of them, at the sight of his big boyfriend going braindead strictly for his dick.

“Just one more time. One more time while I split this pretty hole open on my cock. That’s not too bad, right sweetheart?” Armin whines this time, breathless as he’s quickly stripping himself of his clothes. His cock, pretty and long, curves to the upper right, with an angry pink tip that twitches as he presses it to your rim. You sob beneath him, your bigger body arching up to his touch. His cock is worked into your body inch by inch, his smaller hands spreading your cheeks apart to spread you further— like the slut you are.

He pushes into you deep, bottoming out with a high moan. Heat pools on your stomach, his cock punching your insides and kissing your prostate with each small movement he makes. Your moans are unintelligible, barely even English, as Armin’s blond hair drapes over your sweaty forehead. If you could, you’d wrap your arms around his neck, hold him close and kiss him drunk while his dick rearranges your guts.

“Gonna let me fill you up till you’re drippin’? God, I love this hole, love this ass,” You feel a sharp smack to your backside, your hips stuttering upward in retaliation. His cock slams dead-on into your prostate, your vision momentarily leaving your body as the air is punched from your lungs. “Right there? Fuck, you’re basically milking me.”

Armin nearly crumbles above you, your silky walls throbbing on his cock as his fist grips the sheets on his bed, his large eyes fluttering closed. He can’t exactly fall on you, not with the spreader bar between your bodies, but the thought of him collapsing because you feel that good makes you impossibly harder, “Fuuck, fuck me, ohh, God.”

That earns a genuine chuckle from your boyfriend, his back muscle rippling as he regains his composure and lifts your hips up, brushing your prostate with every twist and turn. He whispers sweet words into the air, something along the lines of good boy and perfect cocksleeve. You hiccup on your own sobs, choking on your words as his cock slams in and out, in and out, Armin’s own moans leaving his mouth. “Ohh, You take my cock so well. That slutty little hole just swallows me right up, sounds so sloppy n’ wet.”

“You’re like,” Armin laughs to himself, his teeth gritting as he sharply inhales, pressing himself deeper and deeper until all you can do is clench around him and take it. Fuck, you’re so full. It’s ironic, you’re so big, but your holes are tight and small, stretching around him perfectly. “You’re like the perfect flashlight. I should let the team pass you ‘round. Imagine that.”

You do, you imagine Armin’s long dick fucking you within an inch of your life while the rest of the Survey Corps watches, maybe they take turn using your holes, maybe Armin stops them from fucking you because that one is his. It’s embarrassing how much you like it, how warm it makes your face feel, how hard it makes your hole spasm around your boyfriend's cock.

“M’gonna cum, gonna cum, Armin. Please,” You can’t control your body now, your cock uncomfortably hard as he fucks into your pillowy body. In one foul swoop, the spreader bar is removed from your thighs, your legs instead wrapping around the blond’s smaller waist. “Lemme cum, wanna cum with you. Wanna feel you cum inside me. God, love you, love you s’much. Y’fuck me so good, fuck your cum ‘nto me, wanna be leaking—”

“God, you’re so easy. Damn whore…Christ,” Armin grunts. his hips stuttering into a choppy, inconsistent pace. The sound of his balls slapping against your ass is obscene, precum and lube frothing between your warm skin. Moving up to press hurried, frantic kisses to your lips, Armin cups your jaw gently, and mumbled a quiet C’mere. “Cum with me, puppy, give it to me.”

You give it to him, your all, as your thighs shake and your throat finally gives out, your voice hoarse and tired. You can feel him shoot deep inside you, thick, creamy ropes of cum pooling inside you and seeping out your puffy, used hole. Armin huffs, panting into your damp skin with a satisfied smile, watching as your cock spurts rope after rope across your chest, across your stomach, even on your chin.

You twitch uncontrollably, finally melting in your boyfriend's embrace as he pulls you close and places scattered kisses on your forehead, “Good boy.”

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