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bloompompom · 1 year

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Your Boyfriend Eren

♡ content: eren jaeger x female reader. domestic au/established relationship, very fluffy & smutty narrative-style headcanons (is that a thing?), 'baby' as a pet name, some possessive language/behavior, rough sex, explicit sexual content, explicit language. as always, reader discretion advised. ♡ word count: ~3k (this was supposed to be short but... you know)

The thing about your boyfriend Eren was...

He was absolutely crazy about you.

Okay. Maybe it was more like you drove Eren crazy. According to him, at least.

He said it enough that you could now proudly predict exactly when it’d happen again. You’d say it together, with you offering your very best impersonation of his husky voice.

But all that aside, it didn’t necessarily mean he always meant it in a bad way.

Sometimes Eren said it because he found you so damn distracting; his words, not yours. ‘You drive me crazy,’ he’d say in that cute voice all boys seemed to have—that low chuckle that managed to wiggle its way so deep inside that you could practically feel it vibrating in your chest.

There were even times when you’d distract him from, well, you—if that made any sense. Eren clung to the specific and excitable waver your voice took on whenever you spoke of your passions. He could come up with cliché after cliché to try and describe it, but none felt apt enough for the honor; all he knew was that he was utterly transfixed by it. But what he loved the most was how you made yourself laugh an embarrassing amount of times per day—something he was sure you’d deny if he ever fessed up about it.

Eren wasn’t good about hiding this inattentiveness of his. He’d always get this blank thousand-yard stare on his face. It was the same sort of avid fascination one would study a painting with, his head tilted and all.

Truthfully, Eren couldn’t mask any of his emotions. He had always been like that—someone who felt things in a big way—as if he were the living, breathing antonym for stoicism. It left him with no choice but to wear his heart on his sleeve, even if it meant he’d interrupt your ramblings with a kiss because you were that damn distracting. Nothing salacious, just tiny sips of you through chaste pecks.

You’d totally find it inappropriate if he weren’t so endearing about it. You liked the stupidly-smitten grin he’d always sport right after. So easy and disinhibited, like he knew he had gotten away with it because you were already pulling him back for another, notwithstanding the importance of whatever topic was at hand.

Perhaps it was your lips that drove him the craziest. In fact, there wasn’t a single thing he disliked about them. The color, the shape—how beautifully they pulled into your smile—and above all, how soft they felt on his own. It was almost as if they were meant only for him.

Yeah, to him, they were perfect.

That was likely the reason why Eren enjoyed watching you get ready. When he could, he’d stop and lean in the doorway of the bathroom, like he was just in time for his favorite show. You’d see him in the mirror, his sultry eyes following your every move as you finished your makeup. He’d marvel at you until you’d finally give in and plant a sticky, lip gloss kiss on him. He never minded, though; it was easy enough to wipe off with just the back of his hand.

But if you took too long, he’d come up and steal one anyway. He always thought he was smooth with it, saying he just wanted to see if your lip gloss had a taste. By then, you both knew you didn’t own any flavored glosses, and you’d remind him of such with a kittenish giggle. And when Eren eventually bought you some—just for him, of course—you already knew he planned to use it as another excuse to kiss you.

He was also driven crazy by the way he could never keep his hands to himself when you were around. It didn’t matter the time of day, or if he was absolutely exhausted, he still wanted to hold you in any way he could.

He liked the times when he’d catch you drifting off. He’d watch you with sleepy eyes, one arm cradling you with the other letting his fingers delicately trace over your features—from your forehead, down your cheekbone, and across the bridge of your nose.

Once you were asleep, your eyelids no longer fluttering, Eren would try to stay as still as possible so as to not wake you. It was always a kind attempt, only lasting as long as he was awake. After that, all bets were off, and you’d usually wake up sprawled along opposite sides of the bed. Not to mention, Eren was a complete blanket hog, so you’d usually have to fight his dead weight to steal some back on those extra chilly mornings.

He was always the handsiest during idle times, like when you’d lay together and watch TV. Picture it: Eren, sat in bed with his back resting against the headboard. You, on your stomach, lounged up at the opposite end of the bed because maybe you knew it gave him the perfect glimpse of your ass. And maybe that was why you chose this specific pair of shorts to sleep in. And just maybe that was why you didn’t complain when he tugged them up a bit higher for a better view.

His hand would massage up your legs. He’d squeeze at your calf, the back of your thigh, and up the plush of your ass until you’d coyly prop your ass in the air for him. He’d toy with the band of your underwear only because he knew it drove you crazy when he teased you like that. You’d listen when he’d tell you to spread your legs for him. And when he’d eventually ask you, ‘Do you wanna come for me, baby?’ you’d be babbling and begging for him because he’d been playing with you through the fabric of your panties for far too long.

And only after he’d pull a desperate and enthusiastic, ‘yes, yes, yes!’ from you, he’d fuck you with his fingers. Your face, once sweetly held between your hands, would bury deep into the sheets until you’d come for him as many times as he wished.

But no matter how cool Eren played it, he could never mask how much you riled him up. You could always spot the flush of his cheeks—how the ruddy hue spanned all the way to the tips of his ears—and the sharp stutter of his chest. Heart on his sleeve, remember?

Eren loved you. The sort of love that required you to spell it with at least three O’s. Loooved you in the springy and boyish way that made a person’s voice go up an octave. High enough to elicit a comment or two from his friends or even his observant mother.

Knowing him, you’d think he’d hate bringing you around—you know, since he didn’t exactly shrug off said comments easily—but nothing made him happier than seeing you get along with those he cared about most. It warmed him from the inside out and had him gawking at you with the biggest heart eyes ever just because you made his dad laugh.

It went without saying he was not shy about introducing you to everyone in his life. And when you said everyone, you really meant everyone—no matter how humiliating you found it. After only a few meet-and-greets, you started hearing the same comment over and over again: Eren’s just so much happier now that he’s with you. According to them, he was nothing like the broody guy he once was. You couldn’t even imagine it because the Eren you knew had always talked your ear off.

But out of everyone, Eren always put you first. It didn’t matter who was around because Eren naturally made you feel like the most important person in the room. Hell, he even managed it when you weren’t in the same room, going as far as to leave boys’ night off no more than a quick text saying you missed him. And if you included a picture of yourself—preferably one that showed a bit more skin—he wouldn’t even need to respond because you knew he was already on his way home. It was something you were quite proud of after all this time together, even if everyone else was sick of it.

So you were sure it didn't come as a surprise that Eren always wanted you at his side when you were out together. Whether it was his arm loosely draped over your shoulder or his chin resting on the crown of your head, he found comfort in knowing you were with him—as if he needed the reassurance that you were still really there.

But, hey, Eren wanted to make sure people knew you were his, considering you had him hopelessly wrapped around your little finger.

And if you still needed a reminder of who you belonged to, Eren wouldn’t hesitate to jog your memory once he had you back at home and all to himself. Even years later, you still had this indecent game of cat and mouse between you, with you bounding around with your pretty come-and-get-it eyes until he’d rightfully take what was his.

Lucky you—tonight was one of those nights. After a short drive home, your night filled with dinner and drinks, Eren swept you off your feet. Literally. He was fluid in the way he walked around the car and opened your door so you'd flow right into his arms. He didn’t let your feet touch the floor until you were inside and kissed you full on the mouth. Neither of you minded how the other tasted like beer.

You made out in your living room first—the room you painted together in just one weekend last summer. It was obvious, too. All rushed in the corners and patchy when the light caught it just right—just around four in the afternoon, to be precise. Still, you convinced yourselves you liked it because you had spent even more time trying to compromise on a color.

The night you moved in, you celebrated laboring the last of the boxes inside by ordering Chinese takeout. You ate on the floor—no, on the rug—together. The brand new one you told Eren you just had to have. The very first purchase for your new home, even before you had a couch.

Who knew rugs were so expensive?

You remembered Eren said you drove him crazy that night, too. With a playful growl in his voice as he pinned you down on that very exorbitant rug. The world outside the windows was nothing more than an inky blue. Kisses were broken by laughter and knocking noses, and the brilliant smile on his face melted into that concentrated look he got when he was getting turned on.

You had sex, right there, to the croony sound of Eren’s record player because he insisted on unpacking it immediately. You slept there, too—under the blankets you had to open four boxes to find—and thought, ‘This must be it.' Everything you ever wanted, laid out in front of you.

Well, on top of you, but that was getting into semantics.

After Eren determined you had spent enough time pressed up against the living room wall, he lifted you by wrapping each of your legs around his waist, one at a time. It was tight; the pinching denim of your jeans was far from suitable for the way you were handling one another. Even so, it didn’t dull your fervor. The glowy tingle, sitting in the low part of your stomach, was only ignited once he brought you back in his arms, with yours locked around his neck.

Eren could carry you wherever he pleased with little effort. This time, it was the bedroom. He laid you back on the bed gently. Under any other circumstances, you would have expected something friskier from him, like a toss, but one of the bedframe's legs had recently broke.

You knew how it sounded when you said that, but it didn’t break in the fun sort of way—more like someone with big emotions flopping dramatically onto the bed, making an already long day even longer. It happened last week, and the temporary solution had been stuffing a few forgotten textbooks underneath.

You viewed the laughable sight with a strange fondness. Who would have thought you’d fall so head-over-heels for a man that you’d find even his most bumbling moments swoon-worthy?

That wasn’t something Eren needed to know though, so you bit back the smile on your lips and hoped he thought it was because you were just that needy for him.

You were, of course. And now, you were the one that couldn’t hide it. Eren took in the way you ogled at his forearms as he rolled up the sleeves of his black button-down. They were smooth, tanned, and more than strong enough to restrain you any way he desired—as if his prominent eyes, never leaving you once, weren’t already holding you down.

You stared—with eyes all dreamy and soft—just long enough that Eren wanted to tease you for it, but he had no room to gloat; he was too focused on the straining in his pants, growing more unignorable by the second with you looking feverish and achy right below him.

Eren kissed you like he wanted to make it a competition of who craved the other more. He cupped your face with his warm fingertips resting behind your ear. His tongue softly met your own and, for a moment, it was like nothing else even fucking mattered.

And when he heard you whisper, “Eren,” against his mouth, he merely nodded into the kiss, already keenly aware of your body and what you were asking of him next.

He kissed the corner of your parted lips. Then you felt him suck at the lobe of your ear. At your neck, Eren only stopped to leave behind a few lovebites, his teeth nibbling all the spots that made you buck against him.

You bunched your top over your breasts so Eren could continue, his mouth wanton and opening as he kissed from your chest to your navel. It started to tickle, and you reminded him to shave tomorrow through giggles and gasps. Eren didn’t say a thing back, only raising you by the hips so he could rub his face even further into you until he was laughing just as loudly as you.

When he was at eye level with the button of your jeans, he started to help you out of them. His lips followed the fabric down the length of your legs, ensuring not a single inch of your skin went neglected. You squealed and twitched and let the back of your head sink deeper into the mattress as you felt the weight of your jeans slip off your feet. But when you expected to feel his lips at your ankle, you were met with his fingers, wrapped around it like he was inspecting it.

Eren looked up at you and asked, “Where’s your anklet?”

He was talking about the anklet. The only one you own. The one he bought you as a gift for your first anniversary together. A dainty chain adorned with a tiny letter E that you still wore every day. Almost.

You didn’t think much of it when you sat up to answer, “Oh. I must have forgotten to put it back on after my shower.”

You fell back to the bed thinking he’d promptly go back to kissing you. When he didn’t, you checked on him again only to find the playful mood about him had suddenly shifted. He stood to his feet and, presumably, went to fetch the anklet for you. It didn’t seem all that important to you until he returned with darkened eyes, staring you square in the face as he grabbed your ankle again to latch the flimsy piece of jewelry around it.

A shudder, innate and teeming with anticipation, wracked through you. You liked, perhaps in a twisted way, when you crossed Eren—how he’d eye you with furrowed brows like you were some defiant little thing.

He wasn’t taking his time with you anymore. Oh, no—he had both you and himself stripped entirely in a matter of seconds, so quickly that you thought he may have even torn your underwear. Not that it would have been the first time.

Eren yanked your legs apart and took you in one deep thrust. A shaky, depraved moan ripped through you, eyes prickling with tears as you became tangled up in the knot where pain met pleasure. Unspokenly, he gave you a moment to adjust as he threw your legs limply over his shoulders. When you were ready, he fucked you with your feet framing his pretty face.

Sure, there were times for slow and deliberate sex, but you both just so happened to like it best when it was like this. It didn’t happen often because, as was already established, Eren didn’t know how to hide his emotions and, holy shit, you drove him insane, actually. He was already prone to abrupt breaks in his composure like—

“Oh, fuck,” he groaned, drawing out the curse as if it were more than one syllable. He kissed your leg, right where your anklet bounced with every snap of his hips, and grunted, "You do know you’re mine, don’t you?”

You could only respond in a vaguely affirmative ‘hmmph!’ because he had your cheeks pinched in his hand, gripping even harder when he commanded, “I want to hear you say it.”

He looked down at you, breathless and bleary, with shimmers of sweat at his temples. The sight bloomed in your chest like fire between your lungs.

“I’m yours,” you tried to say, but the words were barely distinguishable, your voice sounding smushed. Still, it pleased him enough to release your face, and you shamelessly cried out, “I’m all yours!"

“That’s right.” Despite the gruff in his voice, Eren leaned over and kissed your forehead. You felt it in your toes. “This is only for you.”

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jeankirsteinsgrlfrnd · 30 days

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I read your post on the insanely pretty cadet joining the training corps and I was wondering if you could do the boys’ reaction to her getting hit on or talking to someone they don’t want her talking to.

Love your work a lot and I’m sorry if I disturbed you! Have a good day :D

🇳🇬➕🌲🟰🇳🇫

a/n: thank you, you didn’t disturb me!

eren jaeger isn’t afraid to fight what he wants. so conveniently, every time you talk to somebody else, he allows randomly appears. the guy that’s hitting on you gets sick and tired of him always showing up when he’s making a move. he gives eren some snide comment and it’s over. eren beats the shit out of him in the dining hall.

armin arlert’s pretty confident in his chances with you. sure, he gets a little annoyed when he sees some meathead trying to compare hand sizes with you but he’s not so insecure to keep you away from him. with words of encouragement from mikasa, he musters up the nerve to make his move directly in front of the other guy. of course, he stuttered a bit.

jean kirstein’s quick to tell you that you shouldn’t waste your time talking to that other guy. he gives you about ten over-confidently reasons on why he’s no good for you. he says something like, “i just don’t think he’s your type, that’s all.”

connie springer flirts shamelessly with you all the time but it never stops any of the other cadets from approaching you. realizing most people don’t see him as a threat, he just decides to weird them out in any way he can to get them to stay away from you two.

reiner braun is pretty good at scaring unwanted men off. the people who aren’t his friends are terrified of him, mainly because of how tall and strong he is. he’s like your personal body guard. but really, he’s all bark and no bite. he pouts after he scares them away from you.

bertholdt hoover watches silently when all the guys swoon over you. he’s so jealous but he’ll never admit it. his friends tease him about not doing anything about it but he’s never been the violent type. he doesn’t want to control you. but he replays beating them up over and over again in his head.

levi ackerman totally makes whoever hits you on run until sunset or takes away meal privileges. he’s abusing his power when it comes to you but he doesn’t bat an eye. you’re too important to him. he can’t stand those other lowlifes trying to taint you.

erwin smith always calls you into his office after he sees you getting too close with another comrade. he questions about the nature of your interactions and reminds you that you shouldn’t be focusing on romance, instead the world at hand. he knows you can’t help how good you look but damn, it pisses him off.

this is the link for my slowburn enemies-friends-lovers jean fic

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aeshviie · 2 months

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modern!eren yeager headcanons ౨ৎ

𝜗𝜚 attack on titan masterlist

୭౿ hi!! it’s my first aot post and i’m so excited to post it. so first my sweet boy eren because i love him so much<3. .ᐟ english isn’t my first language so sorry for mistakes☺️

𐙚 he is so protective! eren always wants you to be safe and happy and he can do literally anything for you

𐙚 oh and he’s so jealous. like.. he can get into full argument if some guy is looking at you too long

𐙚 he’s so clingy and loves spending time with you. but sometimes he needs time only for himself and he gets mad when you don’t respect it

𐙚 i just know that he loves cuddling before bed. and it doesn’t matter if you live together or have a sleepover. he finds so much comfort in it

𐙚 also if his job pays well he likes spending money on you. he loves seeing you excited because of things he gave you

𐙚 his mom is so important for him and he’s more than happy if you like each other

𐙚 he doesn’t care about your weight and body. character is more important thing to him and he thinks you’re beautiful the way you are

𐙚 but i think he would love if you had healthy lifestyle. he definitely would like to go to the gym with you

𐙚 eren wants to help you in literally everything. even if you can do it yourself

#attack on titan x reader #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #headcanons #eren yeager x reader #eren yeager #eren headcanons #eren x reader #attack on titan headcanons #character x reader #eren jaeger #eren aot #hcs

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chrollohearttags · 8 months

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life imitates art

tw: gunplay, b!ood kink, spit play, dumbification, thigh riding, bc I’m a sick fuck + kinktober is on my brain now but hear me out…

musician eren! doing a video where he’s holding a weapon, like he’s robbing/killing someone and he ends up covered in blood, all shirtless. Just looking all primal and sexy. It goes viral everywhere…all the women on Twitter are losing their shit. Saying how good he looks. Comments like “I understand, (y/n).” “(Y/N) thinks she’s better than me. She really won at life 😭😩” With screen caps of your rapper husband carrying a pistol and showered in blood as he sits with a cigarette in his mouth and his grills in. You’re constantly getting tagged and trust, hubby’s new song is on repeat in your insta stories but little does he know how much influencer (y/n) loves it as well and needless to say, it becomes your favorite one he’s ever made. One scene in particular that gets you is when a girl in the video is on her knees, with a gun in her mouth..licking it as he stands over her, holding it. So now, you want him to reenact it with him and he’s more than happy to oblige! So fast forward a couple days and he’s got you sitting on his lap..eyes all droopy and tongue out as he teases the barrel of his 45MM against your thighs, tapping you with it to pop them open. Only to tease it against your panties as you’re grinding on his thigh.

“There you go, princess…now, put it in your mouth. Careful..”

his voice all gravelly as he places that gun between your lips, watching you drool and gag on it. Once he sees you’re comfortable, he starts slowly fucking your mouth with it and lets you slowly grind on his lap. You’re getting turned on; so wet that it’s staining his Amiris and he gently pulls your tits out to grope them as you helplessly straddle his leg like a helpless little slut. And he’s so happy he married you..because who else would be down to try some crazy ass shit like this?

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kanekisfavoritegf · 1 year

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Nerd!Eren let’s out the loudest moans. Like he doesn’t even try to hide how you make him feel..

He’d have you spread out on his bed, as he kneeled on the floor. His face placed perfectly between your open legs so he’d be at eye level with your perfect pussy.

He’d feel his pants becoming wetter and wetter with the flowing pre cum that would deep out through his tight clothes, he watched you finger yourself. Per his request of course.

You’d hear him let out soft moans as his eyes fixated on the way you clamped around your digits for his pleasure.

And when he finally gives in and decides to give a try at eating you out, would he let out the loudest, and borderline screaming type moans.

P.S. he would totally cum in his pants while eating you out fs

#aot #aot smut #attack on titan #aot thirst #black reader #eren is so damn hot i cant handle this #eren yeagar headcannons #nerd eren #eren smut #eren yeagar smut #eren yeagar #eren hcs #eren thirst #eren jaeger #eren yeagar thirst

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6sakusa · 1 year

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𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄

𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

Synopsis: In which you’re a dancer for the world renowned band Paradis’ tour & the leader and golden boy Eren Jaeger has taken quite a liking to you, he’s been waiting to get his hands on you, for months. It looks like today is his lucky day.

This is based on my rockstar!eren headcanons which you can also read here.

CW: Heavy smut, dry humping, oral, penetration, mentions of virginity loss, hints of infidelity, Eren being manipulative & toxic.

A/N: Take this as a thank you for 1000 followers!

“Y/n, Jaeger’s here for you again.” Nanaba, your dance couch for Paradis’ tour points behind her with a slack expression on her face. She’s clearly unimpressed by the brunette devil sporting a smirk on his lips, his beautifully deep teal eyes drag to yours in such amusement that you almost wish you could read his mind. His hair is tied back in his signature style of course — albeit the stray hairs that somehow frame his face perfectly and God you could talk about those eyelashes for days. If there was one thing you knew about the lead vocal for Paradis it was that he was beautiful and admittedly every time he got you out of dance practice it felt wrongly exciting.

“You know you can’t keep stealing my best dancer right? I kinda need her to know the choreography for your songs.” She turns to face him, there’s a dangerous smile lingering on his lips while his hands are pushed deeply into his pockets.

“Just this once.” He promises, it’s a lie and that shouldn’t surprise you.

“That’s what you say everytime.” Nanaba rolls her eyes, “What do you want her for anyway?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” He lets out a breathy laugh while leaning against the wall behind him, something lights up in his eyes as you walk over though you and Nanaba share the same expression, unimpressed.

“She’s right.” You back the head choreographer for two reasons. 1) She’s extremely scary when she wants to be, the majority of that includes the next time she sees you after Eren pulls you away. 2) You’d already missed a countless amount of practices due to the boy anyway. Though it was hard to say no, not when he was the sole reason you were on this tour anyway. Besides, Nanaba knows what he says goes, he’s not necessarily her superior but the second Paradis’ star boy starts whining about how he doesn’t like her she’d be gone, that wasn’t something she could afford.

“You’re good at what you do.” He says, pushing himself off the wall. He’s so convinced you’ll come with him because he knows you, you’re friends at this point and that means you’re aware that he never takes no for an answer. “So you’ll have no problem catching up.”

“Come on Eren—“

“Please?” He interrupts, here he goes pulling out the big guns. As if on cue a dejected expression appears on his face, he pouts slightly while gazing down at you longingly. He grabs your arm, tugging you to come along with him.

“Why are you like this?” You sigh, giving Nanaba a sorry look but how could she blame you? You were in the same boat as her, neither of you had the power to say no to Eren Jaeger, and chances are he wouldn’t let you.

As usual the other girls in practice whisper amongst themselves, always speculating between the relationships you and Eren had. The most popular theory was that you were fucking of course but as they’d told you a million times it was nothing to be ashamed of. In fact, you should wear it on your forehead as a sign of pride but the simple fact was that it just wasn’t true. You were friends, and he only wanted to be friends, right?

“Can’t help it.” He murmurs, dipping down so that his lips are practically grazing your earlobe, “I’m lonely without you.”

“If you keep saying stuff like that people will get the wrong idea.” You hit him lightly on the shoulder, much to his amusement.

He cracks a grin, leaning forwards so only you could catch his words. “If you don’t come with me now then I’ll definitely give them the wrong idea.” It’s a threat that he intends to go through with, you know Eren which means you know it’s never a good idea to call his bluff.

You gulp, nodding with agreement. “Okay fine but this is the last time.”

He chuckles to himself, turning on his heel. He’s already eager to get out of here. Truthfully, the only time he has any interaction with Nanaba, or any of the dancers for that matter is when he comes to watch you. He won’t lie, he’s done some fucked up things to the sight of you dancing, so much so that if he told you he’s sure you’d run for the hills but he can’t help it. Sometimes he burns your movement into his memories so he can jerk off to it the same day, the thought of you moving against him like that was exciting. However, you’ve proven that it’s harder to get into your pants than he would’ve anticipated, no wonder you were a virgin. At times he thought it was more hassle than it was worth but the moment he saw your pretty face again he was sold. He knew he had to have you.

“I’ll practice it later, I swear.” You sport your coach one last bashful smile despite the annoyed look on her face before catching up with the reason for all your troubles. Like it wasn’t hard enough being away from home touring with Paradis, to make matters worse Eren was constantly putting the few bonds you did have here with people on the rocks.

“Where are we going?”

“My dressing room.” He replies like he’s been anticipating your question, he’s got a look on his face that reminds you of an angel but you know better than that, it’s a facade.

“And why’s that?”

“Got a new strand of weed, thought you might wanna try.” He glances down at you as you fall into step besides him. He thinks this position suits you, next to him. “Unless you stopped smoking — already?” His tone is challenging and it annoys you, it annoys you because of course you’d want to prove him wrong. He’s the one that got you hooked on this shit in the first place even though you told him it wasn’t a good idea for a dancer to smoke. You needed all the stamina you could get.

“You know I haven’t.” You say meekly, your gaze falling to the ground. He loved that, loved knowing how much he’s corrupted you. Is it filthy? Maybe. Did he care? Not one bit.

He laughs lightly as you make your way through the back rooms. You’re never at one venue long enough to actually get used to the place, let alone know where you’re going. It made you wonder how much Eren would be wondering around and why? He’s probably taken countless girls to his dressing room already in less than the week you’ve been here.

Make no mistake, you’d been to his dressing room countless times before too. The difference was nothing more than friendly interactions would take place there between the two of you. Still, you found it hard to believe that Eren was just maintaining platonic relationships with all the girls he spoke to. But then why you? You couldn’t put your finger on it. You also couldn’t help the lingering thought in the back of your mind that you were unattractive, maybe he just didn’t wanna fuck you.

“How do you know these corridors so well?” You blurt out your thoughts while taking another turn.

He laughs to himself, looking away. “I like to explore.” Another lie. You weren’t sure if Eren was comfortable with lying so much because he thought you wouldn’t catch on or because he knew you would but he also knew you wouldn’t challenge it. You had a feeling it was the second one. Maybe he liked the exert this twisted sense of power over you.

Eventually, his hand turns one of the door knobs and you step into his dressing room. It’s almost the same as all the rest, almost. It has a clothing rack with whatever his stylists have decided will be best for the three performances they have here, a leather couch against the wall with a coffee table just opposite it and a mounted TV purely for his entertainment. The only difference is that this one has a bed, now that caused your eyebrow to raise a little. You knew that some nights Eren would rather sleep in his dressing room than the rowdy tour bus. You supposed he got a bed added for that reason, you couldn’t see him and all his 6ft2 glory fitting on that couch anyway.

Though, much to your surprise Connie, Jean and Armin were here. You’d had interactions with them multiple times, particularly Jean who could only be described as a flirt though you weren’t sure you would consider them to be friends. Essentially, the entire band of Paradis sat in anticipation while Jean rolled one up, it was hard to feel like you weren’t intruding on something.

“Finally.” Armin collapses onto the bed, seeing the two of you walk through the door. “You’re back.”

“What took you so long?” Jean glances over at the two of you, him and Connie are situated on the couch leaving one empty spot at the very end.

Eren points behind him at you, “Nanaba was tryna be difficult with me.”

“You know you don’t have to ask for her permission right?” Connie quirks up an eyebrow, amused by your meek demeanour.

He places a hand on your back, he’s teasing you. “She likes it when I’m polite.”

Armin chuckles, “It’s nice seeing you again y/n.” The other two nod in agreement upon eyeing you head to toe. Sometimes you didn’t understand how surreal your situation was, touring with one of the biggest bands in the world, definitely the hottest members. Somehow even befriending one of them and now you were what? Going to casually light one up with Paradis?

“Yeah, real nice.” Jean is practically liking his lips. Curse you and those stupid shorts you wear for dance practice. Perhaps he ought to be more like Eren and pay you a visit or two. “Eren thinks about you too much.” Connie observes, “Pulled this out and the first thing he’s talking about is how he doesn’t want you to miss it.”

Eren takes a seat besides Jean, you stand there awkwardly not sure where you’re supposed to go.

“Come.” He taps his lap lightly while ignoring Connie’s comment, gesturing you to sit on it. Naturally your eyes widen and of course he finds it amusing. He smiles, looking at his other bandmates. “It’s not a big deal, right guys?” They nod routinely and you swallow whatever is stuck in your throat before slowly walking over and taking a seat. Eren has a satisfied grin as you try to situate yourself, you don’t expect him to place both his hands on your hips, holding you down.

“Who wants to go first?” Jean asks while Connie holds a lighter to the blunt. Across the room you see Armin close the window, they intend to hotbox, great. Looks like you wouldn’t be practicing later today after all.

“Ladies first.” Eren taps your thigh, Jean hands it over to you, they all watch intently as you take the first hit. “Look, she doesn’t even cough anymore.” Eren teases while rubbing your back, the others laugh while you blow out the smoke.

“Sorry.” You say shyly, “I think I got lipgloss on it.” They all wave you off hearing a string of it’s fine and it’s okays fill up the air. You hand it back to Jean and allow it to rotate around the room. It doesn’t take many hits for you all to get high, now you’re putty in Eren’s hands, all laughing and giggling while you run your fingertips down his chiselled chest talking about whatever nonsense the topic of discussion was.

You feel like you’re zoning in and out of reality leaning into the crook of Eren’s neck while he’s got an arm draped around your waist. Connie and Armin are engrossed in their own conversation while him and Jean talk amongst themselves. “Wanna share whats left?” Jean asks, but he’s not looking at the blunt, he looks between you and Eren. A devilish smile is on his lips and you can’t really discern what he means because there is nothing left to share.

You feel a chuckle reverberate against Eren’s chest, he shakes his head lightly. “Not this time, I’ve been dreaming about this one.”

“Oh I get it.” Jean grins, he places a hand on your thigh before speaking up once more, “It was nice seeing you y/n, you should come around more. Don’t wait for Eren to invite you.” He begins standing up, Connie and Armin glance at eachother, seemingly having some shared understanding as they stand too.

“Bye guys.” You wave, looking up at them through those pretty eyelashes of yours and for a second Jean almost considers saying fuck it to Eren but he doesn’t. They trail out slowly, all leaving some lingering touches on your body until it’s just you and Eren left.

You figure now is a good time to climb out of his lap but he holds your hips in place, “Where are you going? You don’t wanna keep me warm?” He asks, it’s a whisper against your neck and it sends all types of goosebumps crawling down your body.

You giggle, your brain is too fogged up to think straight. “Erenn.” You drag out his name while he flips you over so that you’re straddling him. Once he gets a look at your face he knows there’s no use trying to conceal the hard on in his pants.

“Hmm?” He hums, running his hand up and down your thigh. He’d been working on this for months, literal months. Now that he had you right where he wanted you there was no way he was letting you slip away. Today, it was now or never.

“What does this tattoo mean?” You snuggle your head in his chest, the weed is making you slightly tired.

“This one?” He glances between you and the art on his body. He smiles to himself, his eyes trailing off somewhere. “I’ll tell you another time.” Seeing how you were on the verge of literally falling asleep there was no time for him to waste talking about absolute nonsense. He needed you today, now.

“You always say that.” You whine, hitting him lightly. You can tell he’s amused from the airy laugh that escapes his nose. “I tell you everything about me but you never tell me about you.”

“Yeah?” His eyebrows quirk up, “You tell me everything like what? That you’re a virgin? You don’t drink? You were too scared to smoke?” He’s mocking you, you know that he is but he does it so sweetly while brushing some hair out of your face.

“You remember that?” You ask, of course he remembers. It’s all he thinks about when he sees you. That you’re untouched, pure, you probably don’t know how to make yourself feel good. He wants nothing more than to destroy you, corrupt you even. Whenever he sees you he gets hard, so hard. He knows that you feel it, the bulge prodding against your shorts but you haven’t said a word. You’d never sat on a mans lap before, you assumed it was normal and that drove him insane.

“I listen to the things you tell me.” He smiles, it’s so easy to think he cares, that he’s just a concerned friend and nothing more. “On the bright side that’s one down.”

“One down?” You raise an eyebrow.

“Yeah, you’ve smoked now so what’s left? A couple drinks and losing your virginity? Seems easy enough.”

You look away, “I still haven’t found the right guy.”

“Oh yeah? What happened to your little boyfriend?”

“W-We’re on a break.” You mutter, embarrassed. Now it makes sense, you hadn’t mentioned him in a while and Eren wasn’t sure why considering when the two of you first met he was all you would talk about. He respected it though, he’d fucked enough girls with boyfriends that he thought it was rare to find someone like you.

“A break?” He chuckles, “So you’re not together anymore?” Everything was coming together perfectly.

“We are, I’m meeting him tomorrow to talk about it, we just had and argument.” Your voice trails off, it’s obvious you don’t want to talk about the situation between you and your boyfriend but of course Eren can’t help his curiosity.

“So you two have never—?”

“No.”

“Why not? He’s your boyfriend, isn’t that the right guy?”

“I don’t know.” You mumble.

“You poor thing.” He says, pushing you further down against his crotch. He was close, so close. “You don’t know what it’s like to feel good.”

“F-Feel good?”

“Yeah you know from sex, or are you afraid to talk about that too?” He teases, he’s about to have you right where he wants you and he can taste it.

“I’m not I just — I don’t know, maybe it’ll happen one day and I can feel good too.”

Bingo.

His eyes widen before he catches his composure. He’s got you now hook, line and sinker.

“You know.” He begins, “I bet I could make you feel good.”

“What?”

“Just a suggestion, you’re my friend of course I’d help you out where I can.” There’s a smirk on his lips. Damn him and his stupidly perfect features. And fuck the weed you’ve both consumed that’s clouding your senses.

“I-I don’t know.” You become nervous, retracting from him a little.

“Come on, I’ll be good to you, so good I promise.” He’s just able to hold back from bucking up into you but he’s not sure how long he’ll last.

“You will?”

“I swear.” He places a hand on his heart.

“But my boyfriend—“

“You guys are on a break, you’re not together. Think about him and all the girls he’s fucked, do you wanna be the only one with no experience?” He coos, rubbing your back. He was a starboy in two things, music and being a complete world class manipulator. Really this was getting him off even more, knowing he’d send your virgin pussy to your boyfriend tomorrow completely wrecked by him.

“What would we do?” You ask, becoming more receptive to the idea.

“Whatever you want, whatever makes you feel good.”

“I-I don’t know what I want to do.” You stammer, Gosh that makes him even harder. You really didn’t even know where to start in the sex department, he couldn’t believe it. A girl as beautiful as you, with those eyes and that dream body, how? How have you never been touched before?

“Want me to show you something?” He asks, you hesitate for a moment but end up nodding.

“Here.” He grabs your hips with both his hands, “Move against me, I’ll help you.” He rolls you against his crotch and throws his head backwards, he couldn’t take it. He needed to be inside you. It feels so good, you feel so good against him like this even with the fabric separating the two of you. You let out a whimper and his eyes shoot open to garner your expression.

“You like that?” He asks, grinding you against him harder.

“Y-Yes.” You position yourself directly above his bulge, your breath hitches with a moan as you feel it attempting to prod into you while you push against it. Your sounds are music to his ears and he can’t believe he’s actually enjoying dry humping, he feels like a virgin again.

He picks up the speed, looking up at you even though you’re seemingly lost in pleasure. “Wanna try moving by yourself baby?” He asks, he guides your arms around his neck so you can be in a secure position. You nod before picking up the pace again and he thinks he might lose his mind.

He glances down to see a dark patch forming against the crotch area of your grey shorts. Fuck you’re so wet for him and the two of you haven’t even had any skin to skin contact yet.

He lets out a moan which encourages you to go faster. “I-I feel like—“ You can hardly get the words out between your moans, there’s an unfamiliar feeling in the pit of your stomach that you can’t quite put your fingers on.

“Come on, get on my thigh.” He repositions you because he knew if you kept going he’d cum in his pants and there was only one place he was aiming to nut tonight and that was inside of you.

“W-Why?”

“Just trust me.” He says, tapping against your hips as a sign to start moving again. You don’t have the bulge prodding against your entrance but quickly the feeling returns.

“Eren—“ You moan out his name, he thought he was already rock solid but now he was so hard that it was physically hurting him to be in these constraints. He needed you so bad.

“What is it baby?” He asks, watching you move against him, your shorts were practically drenched at this point.

“I think I’m gonna—“

“You’re gonna cum? Do it, for me.” Something snaps in your stomach at his words and euphoria washes over you, you’re seeing white while he continues to move your hips allowing you to ride out your high. You’re moaning uncontrollably before practically collapsing into his chest once you’re done.

“Fuck.” He says eyes wide while rubbing your back, “Think that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Really?” You mutter against his shoulder blade, breathless.

“Yeah shit.” He glances down, pulling at the waistband of your shorts. “You’re drenched for me.”

“That felt good.” You say, pulling away from his chest so he can get a better look at your lower half.

“Yeah?” He finds it amusing, so much so that he let’s out a small chuckle. “I told you so, didn’t I?”

“What else can you do?” Fuck you were so eager for him, so eager for him to make you feel good he couldn’t believe it.

“You’re so greedy.” He says while picking you up before placing you down on the bed that Armin was on just minutes before. This all felt so wrong, so dirty but you wanted it all the same, wanted it so bad.

“I can show you something else.” He cages you underneath him, pressing his lips against your neck while be sucked on it. It didn’t even take a minute for him to find your sweet spot, to have you whimpering and squirming underneath him. “Do you want me to?” He whispers against your earlobe.

You nod eagerly but he doesn’t take it as an answer. “Need to hear you say it.”

“Yes Eren, I want you to.”

“Good.” He pulls away, burning the mental image of you sprawled out on the bed, peering up at him expectantly into his mind. Fuck he wishes he could take a picture and cherish this for ages, he’d jack off to it daily if he could.

Slowly, you watch as he tugs against your waistband, slowly pulling your shorts down until your lace panties are all that are in his way. “Look at you.” He whispers, he’s talking to himself more than he is to you. “So pretty, I knew it. Better than what I imagined.” He’s practically salivating as he moves your underwear to the side, faced with your bare pussy.

You hide your face out of nervousness, “You’ve been thinking about me?”

He pushes your hands to the side, wanting nothing more to see your face while he deals with you. “Do you want the truth?” He asks, his fingers dip down into your wetness, brushing over your clit. A light moan escapes your mouth before you nod. “I’ve been thinking about this for months, I wanted to fuck you ever since I laid eyes on you. Touched myself to you more times than you could know.”

Your breath hitched, the way he was speaking to you was so lewd you should almost be offended but it made you want him more. You wanted him so bad that you began to clench around nothing.

“Oh you like when I speak to you like that? Noted.” He brings your own slick up to your mouth, watching you suck his fingers before he removes it, putting it into his own mouth. He gives you almost no time to recover, desperate to be back against you once more. He kisses your thighs, giving you some time to ease into the feeling of him around you so intimately like this. The thought of getting head from him drove you almost insane with anticipation.

Eventually he pulls your hips closer to him on the edge of the bed, removing your panties completely. “If I fuck you good after this, will you let me keep these?” He holds them up in the air, it’s almost embarrassing how drenched they are but you nod anyway. Anything for him to get on with it.

"Shit baby." He mutters before putting his mouth on you, you moaned instantly, it felt like the wind had been knocked out of you, this time he didn't give you a moment to ease into it which made you close your legs around him.

"Open." He demands and you oblige, you couldn't even speak in response all you could do was moan at the way he was moving against you. He added a few fingers into the mix which made you go wild. If this is what sex was like it was a bummer you hadn’t done it sooner. On the bright side, you were doing it with Eren Jaeger of all people, the Eren Jaeger, and he wasn’t shy to show you how experienced he was. He grinned at how obedient you were, for some reason there wasn't a feeling in the world that he adored more. He could die right here and be the happiest man on earth.

He places your hands in his hair, guiding you to tug and pull on it. You guessed it was probably a kink of his but you enjoyed it anyway. The way he moaned against you when you pulled at him sent vibrations throughout your body. His hairband falls loose and you can’t help but think he looks like his absolute best like this, ravishing you while somehow lost in his own pleasure.

He's got both of your plump thighs in his hands, hooked under your legs. He's almost raising you off of the bed slightly, wanting to taste every last bit of you.

"I can't, I'm gonna—" You couldn't even finish your sentence, he was too much, having no mercy on you. Tears of pleasure begun to prick your eyes while he mocks you.

"You're gonna what? Use your words gorgeous." He looks up at you between your legs, your head is tilted back, eyes contorted in pleasure. He took a mental note of it, in all his years of living it was the best thing he'd ever seen.

"I'm gonna cum ‘Ren."

"Do it" Almost as if it was on command you came unravelled there, you were practically seeing stars. If it wasn't for you pulling him away by his hair he would've kept ravaging you, he couldn't help it, couldn't get enough of you.

He leaned in again to kiss you, he wanted you to taste yourself, to pay back the treat you'd given him, "Fuck." You said once you'd caught your breath, he chuckled at your disheveled state before sitting up slightly.

“What do you think your boyfriend would say if he could see you now?” He cocks his head to the side playfully. “Do you think you belong to him?”

You shake your head, “No.”

“Then who do you belong to?”

“You.”

The corner of his lips tug upwards. “Good girl, you’ve been so good for me.” He begins to unbuckle his belt as you watch intently. You could already see the his hard on through his black jeans but as soon as they were off you practically gasped. His print was evident through his boxers and to say he was massive was an understatement.

You watch as he begins palming himself through his boxers, as if he wasn’t already hard enough. “What do you say, you wanna touch?” You lean forward, running your hands up and down his clothed shaft and you hear him groan lowly.

“Fuck tell me you’re ready for me baby — been wanting this for ages.”

“I’m ready.” The moment the words come out of your mouth he pins you against the bed, once he pulls his boxers down his cock springs free and your eyes widen. It's even larger than you thought it would be. It's pretty, tanned just up until his tip which was pink. You could see the vein running along the side and genuinely asked, “Will that fit?”

“Gonna make it fit.” He throws his head back as he drags it through your folds, feeling your wetness warm him up makes him go crazy. You squirm underneath him, the base of his cock grazes over your clit more than once. “All the things I wanna do to you.” He whispers, “Gonna fuck you like crazy, I’ll be so good to you.”

“P-Please Eren, I want it, I want you.”

“Say it again.” He dips his head down so his ear is against your mouth, he wants to hear you crystal clear.

“I want you—“ You’re interrupted by the intrusive feeling of his head passing by your folds. It hurts, it hurts more than you can imagine as he pushes deeper inside of you. He’s moaning as he pushes into you you’re not sure why.

“Shit baby you’re so tight, too tight.” He groans, knitting his eyebrows together like he’s concentrating on not doing something.

“Ren it hurts.” You say, unintentionally clenching around him further.

“Wait don’t—“ Before he can finish his sentence you hear him whimper against your neck, something warm starts spilling inside of you and your eyes widen at his light moans. It takes an entire minute for him to realise whats just happened as he pulls away and out of you slowly.

“Did you just—“ You look down, seeing white seed spilling out of you.

His cheeks grow hot while he takes in the sight before him. Fuck another kink he didn’t even know he had, now he wants to breed you. “Why are you looking at me like that? It’s your fault.” He says with exasperation, “Why’d you grip me so hard?”

“What? I-I’m not, didn’t mean to.” You mumble, unsure of what he means. Was this supposed to happen? Considering this was your first time doing this you didn’t know how embarrassing this was for Eren and he was grateful for it. He’d never came just from entering a girl alone, then again he’d never fucked anyone as tight as you. This was going to be harder than he thought. You’d made him reach his high in record time and fuck did it feel good.

“It’s okay, I’ll forgive you this time.” He says, lining himself up against your entrance again, “Try to loosen up baby please, I wanna fuck you.” He begs, you’re not sure what he wants you to do. You’re as wet as you could be right now.

He pushes himself in once more though slower this time, his girth made it a little painful at first and he recognised that. He knows it hurts and he’s trying to give you the time to adjust but his patience is just running so thin. You hissed, your back arching against the bed while he coaxes you into calming down by pressing kisses against your face.

You winced a little causing him to rub your temple, "Just a little more okay? You can take it." You nodded as he pushed in a little further, a moan escaping from your lips. He settled for a moment after bottoming out, bringing his lips to yours to distract you from the pain once again. A tear escaped your eye and he places a kiss on it but you could feel his dick twitching inside of you. He liked seeing you cry.

“You can move.” You say, he wastes no time picking up the pace, fucking himself into you. He loved this, you were like his tight little fuck doll, he was putting everything into not cumming again. Eventually the pain subsides into pleasure for you and you can hardly form a coherent thought at the way he’s hitting all the right spots.

"You still need to loosen up for me." He says between moans, while thrusting into you like there was no tomorrow. He was so much more vocal than you would’ve expected but you loved it, you loved being fucked by Eren Jaeger.

"I-I have." Your sweet voice almost cracks between the pleasure. Squeezing him a little tighter as he talks to you. It wasn’t your fault, you weren’t doing it on purpose.

You can feel him laugh, muttering against your neck, "Think you might just be too tight, fucking virgin.” He mutters the last part but you still catch it.

"Think your dicks too big." You shoot back but he continues anyway. He begun experimenting with the angles, knowing he's found your G-spot with one particular moan from you.

"Shit, faster Eren." You asked causing him to grin to himself, your wish was his command. He was still cautious that he didn't want to hurt you but he was picking up the pace to the point where you wondered what kind of stamina this man had. If he'd asked you anything now there was no way you'd be able to formulate a single world, your head was in the clouds.

“You’re a fucking selfish bitch you know that?” He asks between the lewd sound of slapping filling the air. “Keeping this pussy from me for so long.” He slaps your clit and you’re so sure that the entire building could hear you at this point but he didn’t care, you were sure of it. “Shit you’re mine, all mine you hear me?”

You don’t respond, letting him fuck you into the clouds. “I’m talking to you.” He brings you back to earth, his hands surrounding themselves around your throat relentlessly.

“I-I’m yours.” You struggle to get the words out but do it eventually.

“Good girl, you gonna let me cum in this pussy again aren’t you? Gonna let me do it inside?” His tone is questioning but his words are a demand, he’s going to do it whether you like it or not.

“Yes ‘Ren.”

He hums with satisfaction before grabbing your hand and placing it on your clit while he continues to thrust into you, “Come, touch yourself.”

Your hands freeze and eyebrows knit together, you’ve got no clue what to do and that becomes painfully obvious to him. “Need some help?” He places your thumb on your clit while putting his own over it, moving them both in a circular motion.

“What? Too much?” You’re babbling incoherently and he’s beyond amused, you’re practically creaming on his dick and he knows that all the months of waiting was worth it. This was the best pussy he’s ever had.

The familiar knot is back in your stomach but you can’t bring yourself to warn him this time, he only knows it once you start clenching around him uncontrollably. “Oh fuck.” His moans slice through your own. Your high sends him into his own estacy, no amount of focus could stop this from happening when you were this tight around him. He came so hard, harder than he ever had before, squirts of cum filled you up and you could feel it continue to pile on even when you'd thought it had stopped. His deep moans resounded the room, he sounded amazing.

He played with your nipples while continuing to fuck the two of you into overstimulation, he didn’t care. He was drunk on this, “Can’t stop fuck I can’t stop.” He threw his head back, releasing another load into you. The next feeling was unfamiliar, you felt liquid gushing out of you and onto his bare V-line as his eyes widened. “Do it again.” He continues bucking into you, slapping his hands against your clit until you squirt some more.

Once he’d pushed himself to the absolute limit he finally slowed down, pulling out of you. Your body was shaking underneath him and you looked like you weren’t even present. “Didn’t know virgin pussy could do that.” He grins, taking in your fucked out state. Almost immediately the look on your face makes him hard again.

He attempts to line himself back up again but you’re still clenching around nothing and he knows he’s got no chance of getting back in there. “What? You need a little rest?” He perks up, he’s teasing you as usual. “Don’t care, this is my pussy now which means you’re gonna be good to me right, gonna let me go again?”

All you can do is whimper, jolting as he runs his hands over your body lightly.

“Gonna fuck you everyday from now on, you ready? This is just practice.”

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shiniren · 2 years

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Pornstar Eren HeadCanons

Small idea that popped into my head.

First time writing/publishing smut jsjsj

Eren hated his job, having to go around fucking other girls that weren't you, having to act like he enjoyed fucking them. He doesn't enjoy it at all, but it's the way he gets his money and the reason you have a house to live in.

A way Eren survives in the studio is pretending he's fucking you, that the one trembling underneath him is you, and it's your pussy that's squeezing his cock tightly. To him it's not them that's moaning his name, he imagines it's you doing all that.

But Eren would still always come home from work feeling guilty, feeling as if he had actually cheated on you, and even when you tell him it's fine and it's just his job, his heart just feels heavier.

What makes him feel better is when you kiss him, putting your warm lips against his, it makes him happy remembering that even though he's had sex with people that weren't you, he'd never kissed any one of them. His lips were only yours to kiss.

The downside of Eren being a pornstar, is when you’re horny. You hate bothering him when he comes from work tired. So you keep it to yourself until you can’t, but instead of going to Eren you go to the bathroom and get yourself off there.

But even if you don’t tell Eren, he always knows when you’re needy, so no matter how secretive you are, he'll still figure it out. And once he knows, he wants to fuck you so badly, but he can't, his body too tired and too heavy to move.

So the next morning once he’s less tired, he fucks you gently, and even if you want him to go rough he won't, because he wants to take it all in, not the moment of his cock being deep inside his co-stars, but it being inside of you, that’s the moments he loves most.

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arminsumi · 10 months

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Eren not caring about how clingy he's being in public; hugging you from behind while you shop, kissing your hand while you're busy reading packaging and hholding on to or touching you in some way while eating

Also I hope you sleep well at night, with all your beautiful work, you more than deserve it<3

YOU'RE SO SWEET ty!! 😭💗

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ CLINGY

Hcs | Eren

⚠️Cws; FLUFF, clinginess

Notes; gn!reader x bf!Eren, modern au

░ 🍒 Eren doesn't care if he draws people's attention in public. He vines his arms around you and holds you tight tight. Past his intimidating front, he's really just a big warm teddy bear who wants constant snuggles. And he wants to hold you now, not later. You can't make him wait.

░ 🍒 He ain't just gonna give you one kiss in public, he's gonna give you a dozen.

░ 🍒 Hugs you from behind and plants tender kisses on your neck, sometimes he sways with you. "Eren, I'm trying to read." You giggle, your eyes focusing on the packaging.

░ 🍒 It doesn't matter if you're standing in the deli aisle or if you're checking out at the cashier; Eren keeps his hands on you one way or another.

░ 🍒 At the cafe, he paws at the hem of your shirt and pulls you closer when he's needy for kisses. "Kiss me, baby, please." he begs. If you give him just a peck, he'll pout and say: "Nuh-uh, I want a proper kiss."

░ 🍒 Eren will give you a big MWA on your cheek when you're busy forking down a plate of food. It makes you giggle through a mouthful. "Gimme a bite." He asks, opening his mouth expectantly. He tastes your food, thinks for a bit, and says, "Hm, it's good, but you taste better."

░ 🍒 He will keep a hand on your waist at parties. He's just making sure that you don't go anywhere. Eren's a very protective and possessive lover.

░ 🍒 LOVES hugging and spooning with you in bed. He wants to keep as physically close as possible to you. Loves feeling your warmth; it puts him to sleep like a baby. Often nuzzles into the crook of your neck.

░ 🍒 He waits until you wake up next to him so you can disentangle his bed hair. He happily lays on your chest and listens to your heartbeat while you do it.

░ 🍒 Eren does NOT let you leave bed in the mornings. Expect to be late for work/school 🤭

#🐦 freedom boy #fluff #eren #eren yaegar #eren x reader #eren jeager x reader #eren aot #eren jaeger #eren yeager #aot #snk #attack on titan #hcs #headcanons #eren headcanons #eren jaeger x reader #aot eren #snk eren

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fqiryspit · 2 years

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pornstar eren headcanons.

cw: angst.

he loves you so much. it hurts him so fucking much to go out and fuck other girls..he's cheating that's all he thinks while his cock is in another girls pussy. sucking him up, cumming all over him with a camera to show all the good stuff. but it's his job. it's how he lives. it's how he can manage to support you too.

he comes home guilty, and tired. showers the dirtiness that really never leaves and then goes and lays in bed with you.

he knows it hurts you. you hide it very well, but it comes out in sighs when he's too tired to pleasure you. it comes out in whimpers he can hear coming from you under the sheets, pretending to be asleep. but you still smile at him and kiss him good morning.

you're perfect. beautiful, smart, loving, everything he could ever want. so why are you with him? you're obviously not okay with what he's doing, hell, he's not okay with what he's doing. but you still stay around.

...

today eren had sex with another woman. a camera pointing at his cock sliding in and out of her pussy..but..fuck she was beautiful, i mean- all the girls he's with are pretty but dammit shes gorgeous, ethereal even. probably, no, the most beautiful girl he's ever see-...what? what the fuck did he just say? no fucking way. you're the most beautiful girl he's ever laid his eyes on, you're the most loving, caring, amazing girl he's ever been with..

so why is he enjoying this? why isn't he faking moans? why is he messing up his lines to say different ones he usually says to you?

why..why was he having sex with this woman?

her hair was cut into a pixie. black. grey eyes he was making roll into her skull. pink lips with a pink clit and moans like it's all she can do.

erens cheating.

she gave him her number, lips twisting as she confesses that all those moans were real, confessed she thought he was gorgeous. he gave the note to his manager, letting him know he wanted to work with her again and went home. went home to see you.

he walked in and immediately got hit with the smell of dinner and your arms around him, lips on his that he reached for comfort but now was wondering if you could taste the cherry of the girls chapstick.

...

he loved you so much. it hurts him so fucking much that he is slowly fading from you, slowly pushing himself away as fans gawk and love the duo of Eren and Mikasa! making more and more pornos of them come out. I'm cheating. that's all he knows as his cock is in mikasas pussy. sucking him up, cumming all over him without a camera to show all the good stuff but fucking trust him, his eyes is all he needs.

he knows you're catching on. he can only hope that you find out soon, slap him, cry and scream at him because it's what he deserves. he knows it. he aches for it. but not as much as he aches for mikasa.

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hawtlineblingz · 5 months

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EREN's MOODBOARD (pt.1)

My take on eren's moodboard + modern headcanons :) i hope u guys like it, let me know what u think!

I write while listening to this song btw:

Modern Eren is close with Carla

He at least got one face piercing and a hidden tattoo most likely on his torso and just so Carla doesn't sees it that much

Don't touch his hair or he'll bite. Consider urself special once he lets u touch his hair.

He got a mini figurines / manga collection somewhere in his room

Enjoys series that is deep and philosophical like Vinland Saga, Mononoke 2007, Big Fish, u name it

Naturally good with his hands (wink ;)) i mean litterally good at anything he tries to do, music, craft, he's just naturally skillful

Listens to frank ocean, brent faiyaz, tory lanez, summer walker, and a bunch of bedroom RnB songs

Is a sucker for night drives especially when he got alot on his mind

Loves classic cars

Is a biker ;) refers to his bike as "her", gave his bike a delicate name for no reason like "Annette" or something like that, says stuff like "her tank is so small bro", "gotta clean her asap"

Loves reworked fashion item. Often comissioned Connie for some reworked hoodies / cargos, he loves it. (I hc Connie is actually good at reworking thrifted items)

I hc that Eren is a social vaper, doesn't take vaping seriously unless its in a social / friend gatherings situation, just to blend in a bit more.

I got more but i'll put it on another post, i got tons of Eren brainrot i just gotta get it out 😩.

(Also this is my first time writing something on tumblr after 8 years having this account 😭💀)

#attack on titan #eren jaeger #eren hc #eren smut #eren x reader #eren yeager #eren hcs #aot x reader #eren headcanons #aot #Spotify

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bloompompom · 11 months

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Remember how I said Eren isn't super into lingerie? Yeah, well, he really doesn’t like it now.

content: ~1.6k words. eren jaeger x fem!reader. switch-y, teasing, a lil nasty, eren dgaf about your expensive lingerie :( explicit sexual content, explicit language. reader discretion advised. 18+ a/n: sorry, i have no idea where this came from, so it might be rushed. i hope you don't mind ♡

Eren discovered this hatred when you revealed your newest set to him.

Okay, ‘discovered’ was putting it lightly. If you asked him, he would say it was a lesson learned the hard way.

You finally caved and bought that pretty set you’d been longing for. One crack was all you needed. That moment when you finally said, ‘Fuck it, I deserve this,’ and clicked that little button at the bottom of your phone screen. It wasn’t an impulsive purchase if it’d been sitting in your cart for the last week. Even if it took a glass of wine and an encouraging text from your best friend before you could pull the trigger.

The reason you hesitated—the sole reason you hesitated was because you knew you’d be the only one to appreciate the lingerie. You could see it now. You’d spend all of ten minutes admiring yourself in the mirror, just for your boyfriend to have it on the floor in even less time than that. Like it was nothing more than any old pair of B-tier underwear.

You made it sound harsh. That was what Eren thought, at least. What was the big deal, after all? Of course you looked great in it—you looked great in everything you wore. But that was because you were you, and Eren wanted to see as much of you as he could. Could you blame him?

Don’t get him wrong, you looked fantastic in it. When you surprised him that evening, all cute and giggly, he gave the lingerie the attention it deserved. He even had you do an embarrassing twirl for him. But as soon as Eren pulled you into his lap, the two of you sat on the edge of your bed, he started to play with one of the bra straps.

It was almost at your elbow when you shied away with a gentle roll of your shoulder. “I was thinking I could keep it on. Just for a little while longer.”

It confused him, and he didn’t hide it well. You could read it on his face, eyes bewildered and peeking through the lowly-browed look he was giving you. “Why?”

“It’s something different,” you flirted, like you could possibly sell him on the idea. You even went as far as to walk your fingers up his arm. “Leaves something to the imagination.”

Eren’s expression was steadfast, still unamused. “Isn’t it a little late for that?”

You were keeping it on. “It was expensive!”

“Then why did you buy it?”

“Because I thought it would make me feel good!”

This was it; you could hear it in your voice. The little inflection at the end gave it away. It was the turning point. The tippy top of the mountain. Where this could either become an argument or one of you (Eren) could grow up.

Eren, after spending years at your side, picked up on it, too. And while he was infamous for starting arguments, there was no way he was going to let that happen. Not now. Not with you, wearing something as frail as doilies, perched on his lap. Even if there was a pout on your face, it was the prettiest one he’d ever seen.

His voice was a smooth hum when he said, “I can make you feel good.”

That wasn’t the way you meant it, but you didn’t fight him on it because he had already brought his lips to you. At your neck first, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses along your skin as he scooped you off his lap and laid you back on the bed.

He leaned over you, breath hot against your ear, with fingers toying along the delicate hem of your panties. There was a shiver down your spine just as he whispered, “And how am I supposed to do that if you keep these on?”

But you were never one to give in that easily.

“Like this,” you purred, pushing lightly against Eren’s chest so he’d roll to your side. You took his hand into yours and snaked it between your legs. You steered his hand for him, the pads of his fingers rubbing over your clothed clit.

Eren felt the wet spot. It coated the tips of his fingers before he even had your panties off—yes, he was still determined to get them off.

He tore a sharp breath in through his nose—pulled himself together—and started to circle your clit, eagerly, and you released his hand from your grasp. You gasped, hands pawing at Eren until you were helping him out of his shirt. It was the only break he gave you, his fingers quick to return between your legs.

“Feels so good,” you whispered on a shaky exhale. Your vision was glossy, heavy lids fluttering over your eyes as you waded in summery pools of pleasure.

Eren’s slick fingers slipped between you, and he used it as an excuse to try and push your underwear aside.

And how tempting it was—to let him have his way with you. With his fingers, his tongue, or his cock. To let him get you off as many times as you wanted, only because you knew he was committed to proving his point tonight.

But, unfortunately for Eren, you were just as stubborn. You corrected him each and every time he let his fingers wander a bit too far. He gave up eventually, not even bothering to peel back your bralette before licking and sucking at your nipples. Even over the flimsy fabric, his warm lips and tongue had you grinding against his hand.

Surely, he must have won you over by now.

Eren kissed his way lower, breath ghosting over your ribs and just below your navel with nothing more than a tickle. He tried again to tug at the band of your panties.

You inched back. “What do you think you’re doing?”

Eren bit back his response, offering nothing but a groan. Practically a whine.

He was getting really sick and tired of this fucking stupid, frilly thing.

You were torturing him now. Fueled off nothing but your own amusement. You somehow found teasing him to be more delicious than letting him make you come.

Eren knew it, too. He could see it in that glint in your eye. It was wicked, but God, did it do something for him. So he returned your panties where they belonged.

He brought his mouth between your legs, kissing down your slit, and even that overwhelmed him. He was absolutely pathetic for it, considering there was still a layer separating you, but he was already weak to you. Everything about you was intoxicating. Your heat, your scent—fuck.

He started licking at you like there was nothing between you, like the lace wasn’t rough against his tongue. He was a mess, his cock achy enough to have him rutting into the mattress for relief. He wanted everything you’d give him. Whatever he could get, even if he had to taste you through these goddamn panties.

There was no way you were going to wear those again.

It wasn’t long before they were ruined. Drenched in slick, spit, and the lewd combination of the two after you came.

You were still catching your breath, still caught in the waves of it, when Eren yanked off his sweatpants and flipped you onto your stomach. Your legs were wobbly, too tired to hold yourself up, even on your knees.

It didn’t matter; he pinned you to the bed anyway.

Eren’s thumb hooked the crotch of your underwear and tucked it in the crease of your thigh. He lined his cock up with your entrance, his body caged over you, and waited until you perked your ass up—begging for him not with your words but with your body—before he filled you with a slow and deep tilt of his hips.

That was the softest he was with you. After you had a moment to adjust—feel the shudder that ran through his body as he bottomed out inside you—he fucked you into the mattress. The way he thought you deserved after acting like such a tease.

You loved it so much. So, so much. As tough as Eren wanted to act, you still felt his neediness in every one of his thrusts. He was desperate for you. It had you reeling, high off him and him alone.

You chanted his name in crass moans. “I’m close. I’m gonna—I’m coming,” you whimpered. An announcement that was smothered by the pillowcase.

“You can’t come like this,” Eren taunted.

He knew you were helpless then, twitchy and writhing in ecstasy beneath him. That was the reason you were dumb to it when you heard your panties rip. No, not just rip but tear. Loudly and until they were no longer digging into your sides but crumpled to the sheets.

“That’s better.”

But there was still some use left in them.

Eren pulled out, jerking himself off until he spilled over your back. Gravelly curses and groans buzzed in your ears, dissipating to heavy breaths as he sat back on his knees. He reached for the tattered lace and used what was left of it to clean you up, your body all doughy but still quivering below him.

It was a weak attempt, if you could even call it that. There was no argument, but he had still won, and he wanted to rub it in your face.

You glared at him from over your shoulder. “Those were expensive.”

He flicked them aside like he didn’t even hear what you said.

“You used my card for them,” Eren reminded. Your eyes widen at his knowing smile. “You think I don’t check my own credit card statement?”

He ignored the daggers you were throwing and laughed. There’s that pretty pout again.

“You can buy as many pairs as you want.” He kissed the middle of your back. “As long as I can rip them off.”

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jeankirsteinsgrlfrnd · 2 months

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how about poor reader asking friends for help about how to confess to their crush... only for said crush hearing them "confessing" to their nemesis (all gets fixed later I just want to laugh a bit 🙈) feel free to ignore if it's not something that speaks to you it's ok. hope you find some inspiration soon 🥰

eren jaeger overheard you ‘confessing’ to jean. he wanted to shrivel up and die but most of all, he wanted to beat the shit out of jean. he bursts in, fists clenched and you have to explain to him just what’s going on so he doesn’t kill jean.

armin arlert wants to cry when he hears you telling someone else just how much you liked them. he was sure there was something between you two. he’s confused when you do end up confessing to him, when he realized what was happening, he was flattered you had to rehearse.

mikasa ackerman’s heart crumbles when she hears you. she decides to not say anything about her feelings to you and instead tries to convince herself she doesn’t have any towards you.

jean kirstein is furious, that jaeger has ‘stolen’ something from. ‘out of all people, EREN?’ he yelled. you had to calm him down as eren laughed. jean felt super embarrassed about it, turning bright pink.

sasha braus just kind of thinks ‘oh.’ her heart sinks and she decides to go on with her day, despite how sad she was.

connie springer overhears you confessing to jean. he’s more concerned in your taste of men than he is heartbroken. he lectures you on why he’d be a better match than jean. everytime you try to tell him you like him, he just keeps talking.

reiner braun heard you admiring ymir. he’s so furious, devastated, and alone. he doesn’t understand how ymir gets all of the girls. ymir, of course, doesn’t tell him that he’s the one you actually like. she decides to keep him in the dark until you tell him.

bertholdt hoover isn’t the confrontational type. he lets it be, trusting things will work out when they’re supposed to. he’s baffled when you gave him the same speech you gave another. you tell him you were just practicing and his cheeks flush.

annie leonhardt shrugs her shoulders when she overhears you telling someone the depths of your heart. she gives you the cold shoulder until you muster up the courage to tell her but she doesn’t believe you. you really have to convince her.

ymir doesn’t fret when she hears you confessing your love for reiner. she’s not worried about him; she knows she’ll get you, one way or another. she’s not easily deterred.

historia reiss fights the tears coming to her eyes. she tries so hard to keep being her usual cheerful self but she’s so upset, you take notice. she explains to you and you laugh which causes her to punch you in the arm. then, you tell her the truth.

levi ackerman is going to straight up murder zeke. there’s no if’s, ands or buts. goodbye, zeke.

zeke jaeger knows levi is humanity’s strongest soldier but he’s not the best looking one, so he’s confused. he interrogates you head on about your ‘crush on levi’ and you want to smack him in his face for eavesdropping.

erwin smith feels deeply betrayed overhearing you confess your love to his enemy. somehow, he thinks he deserves this and that he didn’t deserve you. he’s awed when you reveal the truth and he curses himself for being so silly.

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chrollohearttags · 9 months

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musician!eren letting you ride him with his chain on…

bucking your hips forward, feet planted deep into the mattress and a grip on his bare chest as you bounced on that shaft. His swollen tip nestled deep inside of you and prodding the very inner corner of your cervix; hitting that spot with precision. There wasn’t a single place on this planet that eren would’ve rather been than right there underneath you. How fortunate he was to have such a goddess grinding on his dick, using him to your heart and body’s content. The most beautiful sight he’d ever had the pleasure laying eyes on. All for him, his girl..his lady. Regardless of how many other MC’s and athletes took up residence in your comment section and DM’s. It was him who had you making a creamy mess all over his sheets. It was him who was still licking the remnants of your sweet juices from the diamond studded silver slugs on his bottom row of teeth, after letting you ride his face to your peak; watching in awe as those breasts jiggled. Letting you clean him up as he shoved his dick down your throat. “F—feel so good, baby..fuck.” That ass sitting firmly within the cusp of his tattooed hands, occasionally met with smacks of encouragement. “So fucking sexy…wearing my chain.” Your eyes darted down at his handsome face; stuck in pure bliss from how good you felt wrapped around him..the tightest grip he’d ever had the pleasure of feeling. But the most pleasant part of all may have been seeing the diamonds dangling from around your throat each time he impaled you. That glistening ‘EJ’ on your neck and he couldn’t be more proud of the fact that he had bagged such a beautiful woman. Reaching down with your nimble hand, you’d cup his jaws between your fingers and kiss him, tongue and all clashing with his own. You were in control for the moment and sure, he enjoyed this more than he’d like to admit but he still couldn’t help but to feel a sense of pride, knowing one thing:

“Yeah, that’s all me..you mine, baby.”

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scarlet-fantasies · 5 months

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Eren is your first love hcs

Description: Eren is aware that he's your first boyfriend, but he’s not aware of being your first love. Also what makes you love/what he has done for you.

::𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬:: fluff

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𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑡

𝐼𝑛𝑏𝑜𝑥 𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛

𝐶𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑗𝑜𝑖𝑛 --> 𝑇𝑎𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡

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What makes you love him/what being your first love consists of:

💚The way he admires your beauty and looks at you a lot.

💚Sometimes says thank you after a kiss as a tease

💚Was the first person to see your room. Would tease you just a bit if you had stuffed animals.

💚He'd smile, holding up the stuffed toy of a duck in his hands, "You still have stuffed animals?"

💚"Oh, there from when I was three, I should've put them away."

💚"No its fine, I think its cute that you have childhood memories in your room."

💚maybe need to make a post about rooms idk,

💚his room is a mess

💚Was the kind of guy that loved watching you from afar and admiring you before asking you out

💚He once told you during one of your first dates he said, “I saw you a couple times around campus but I couldn't stop but when I found out you started working here, I thought ‘I gotta meet that girl.’l

💚Of course, you probably didn't want to believe that because it just seemed like flattery but he worked up to what he said. I know it may seem kinda corny for him to say but he'd only say that to girl he means it too.

💚I mean if you think about it men will change their approach to a woman depending on their intentions. And that's basically what Eren did here. With his ex-girlfriends, he didn't say anything like that. What I will say is that if he was serious about a girl, he probably wouldn't realize it. He'd be the type to not notice his change in behavior. It would take his friends to point it out.

💚Loves to ask if he can kiss you in the beginning of a relationship.

💚Will keep the relationship private for your sake.

💚Finds a thrill in it, really tbh.

💚Plus, knowing your parents and his parents wouldn’t be involved, he likes that more.

💚He repays you w kisses when you do something for him.

💚If you weren’t sure if you two were bf and gf he’d find it kinda funny that you were confused.

💚“Did you just say boyfriend?” He’d ask.

💚“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to call you that, it's just saying a “male friend” doesn’t make sense in our situation. And I’m not really sure what else to say–I mean what do you think?”

💚He stops and turns to you, “Y/n, I can’t make the decision of being your boyfriend.”

💚Your lips parted as you looked down shamefully and mumbled. “Oh--”

💚A grin appeared on his face, “But I can ask you. Do you want me to be your boyfriend?”

💚You nodded, “I’d like that.”

💚When you ask about something he doesn’t like doing, like a specific date or whatever. He doesn’t tell you instead he’s reluctant and tries to see how much this means to you.

💚If you try to play it off like it doesn’t matter, then he’s definitely going to say yes.

💚“Oh well, I was just offering the idea.”

💚“We’ll go.”

💚“Huh?”

💚“I said we’ll go, I can tell how much you really wanna do this.”

💚He’s always looking for you and surprises you a lot.

How he found out:

💚You were in Mikasa's room and spending time with her and you got into the subject of your boyfriends and so she started to share about her first love and then the question came to you.

💚“So Y/n what about you? Whose your first love?”

💚Considering she’d be only one witnessing how you felt and Eren wouldn’t be the one to hear you figured why not let your best friend know?Of course, you were unfortunate and as Eren walked by Mikasa’s room he heard what she had asked you.

💚And he was definitely interested because not even he knew this about you. Mostly because he knows you'd never tell him. So he couldn't help but get curious and listen. If there was thing Eren was known for, it was that he loved watching you/listening to you and knowing everything about you, especially your feelings, which you'd never share or secrets you wanted to hide. So he couldn't help but want to hear, I mean, you two weren't exactly quiet after all he could pretty much hear everything you two were saying.

💚“C’mon tell me, I want to know.“ She urged, wanting to know what you were hiding.

💚Eren was on the edge of his seat to know by this point, seeing how dear it was to you to keep it a secret from everyone, including your best friend.

💚Mustering up the courage you’d admit, “Eren, is my first love.”

💚“What?! You mean you’ve never liked another guy before him?” Mikasa would ask, completely shocked about you not having previous crush or anything.

💚“No, I haven’t.” You’d admit, shaking your head.

💚“Wait so, your boyfriend is your first everything? Like crush, first kiss, all of that?”

💚“Pretty much.”

💚Eren, of course, had become quite smug by what he had heard. and he was definitely going to ask you about it. Especially because you'd never admit this to him. Of course to ask you he had to find the timing of this. He wasn't going to bring it up in front of others because he knew that would make you feel uncomfortable.

Confronting you:

💚You were watching TV together, well, you were, Eren was just looking at you. At some point, he wanted to get your attention and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. This caused you to look at him, "What?" you asked, curious about what he was doing.

💚He'd shake his head before smiling, "It's nothing, I was just thinking of how nice you look."

💚You look back at the TV being at a loss of words as you blush. He'd chuckle at your shy action, "I guess I really am your first love then, huh?"

💚“What?” You’d say confused, not wanting to act suspicious since your conversation with Mikasa earlier has quite a similar topic. There’s no way he heard you both talking, right?

💚“Am I your first love?” He'd ask, looking at you to give him an answer.

💚“No.” You’d say as you avert your eyes and look back at the screen.

💚He’d smirk, “You’re such a liar~”.

💚“Ah!” You’d yelp as he push you down on the couch and started tickling you. “Eren! Hey, stop it!” You'd laugh trying to pry his hands away.

💚“Tell me who your first love is!” He’d shout, grinning with a wide smile, still tickling you while you squirmed.

💚“Tell me!” He’d insist

💚“No, I’m not telling you!—Stop, no more!” You’d answer stubbornly.

💚“Never!” He’d chuckle, his tickling getting so vigorous to the point of making you breathless.

💚Seconds felt so much longer and agonizing as he found new spots to tickle you, spots you didn’t even know you were ticklish there. This lasted for what seemed a while now and you wanted to get out of the tickles and giggling so much.

💚“Admit it! You need to admit if you want me to stop. Am I your first love!” He’d grin, trying to get you to cave.

💚Being out of breath you nodded your head “yes” frantically at this but that didn’t stop him from tickling you.

💚“You have to say it."

💚Seeing that this probably end you just gave up, “Okay yes! Yes, you are!” You’d admit finally with a blush on your cheeks.

💚“Gotcha.” He’d chuckle, finally letting go of tickling you to catch your breath.

💚“You’re not fair.” You rested your forearm over your face in shame as you didn’t want him to look at you.

💚He moved your arm away to give you a kiss. You could feel him smirking in this kiss. He pulled away to look at you, just as you were about to cover your face. But he caught you before you could, “Dang I didn’t think you’d actually tell me.”

💚“Shut up!” You’d pout, pushing him off you, “How long were you listening for?” You looked back at him, wondering when he decided to listen on your conversation with Mikasa.

💚“Hmm, the whole time, I couldn’t resist hearing everything you had to say, cutie.” He smirked, his arms wrapped around your waist as he pulled you into his lap.

💚Your eyes widen, “Everything, everything?” You asked, concerned, hoping he didn’t hear everything down to your fear of arguing and really liking him.

💚“Yeah your worries and how much you really like me, and you know basically how I’m you’re first love.”

💚You frown because you don't want him to know all this. “You weren't supposed to hear that.” You'd mumble, burying your face into his chest as he stroked your hair.

💚He’d glance at you before smiling, "What that you have the "hots" for me?" He'd laugh obnoxiously.

💚"Stop, that’s embarrassing.” You’d say annoyed.

💚"Never.” He’d joke, making you pull away to look at him with a frown on your face.

💚Seeing how you looked upset and annoyed he felt bad about it. But also thought you were really cute. “Awww, babe. I was just teasing I promise. I think you're really adorable.” He'd grin as his index finger tapped your nose.

💚At first you thought he was apologizing to you but really he just called you cute, to which you understood he was still playing with you.

💚“Eren—hey, you’re still teasing me!”

💚He’d laugh seeing you catch on as you crossed your arms, “you’re unfair.”

💚“Okay, look I promise I’ll keep it between us. ” He’d reassure pinky swearing with you.

💚“But still who would have thought.” He’d tease again, “you have such a huge crush on me!” Eren laughed seeing your reaction.

💚“Stop it, Eren!” You’d complain.

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