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backwzzds · 5 months

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ೃ⁀➷ spoil you, plug!eren

eren hated when you spent your own money, but you don’t listen.

thinking about the way plug!eren would take you on his drops with him. you were so quiet and in your own world, he never minded the fact that you had your freshly white painted toes resting against the dash of his mercedes AMG coupe. the entire car was blacked out with expensive ceramic tints, protecting you both from your usual…late night activities.

your glasses rested on the cute bridge of your nose as your left leg was sat in eren’s lap while your right rested against the dashboard. eren was lucky that he fucked with most of his customers heavy…you two had been waiting for the dude to meet y’all for nearly thirty minutes now, and had it been someone else, eren would have sped away long time ago.

eren comfortingly rubbed your baby soft feet in the grasp of his tattooed hand, one with beautiful realism art of your own eye. with a turn of his head, he could see you practically nose deep in the bright screen of your phone illuminating through the car. “you growing bored mama?” his voice is concerned. “ian think we was gonna be waiting this long on dude…my bad baby.”

you hadn’t said much since you’d gotten in the car, just wanting to hurry and add all of your things to your shopping cart on the skims website. “nah, ‘m just…trying…to do somethin’ real quick,” you bite your lip as you tap away on your phone. you were trying to add as many things to your cart before it was gone. “before this shit sell out.”

eren being the nosy boy he is leans against your shoulder to see what you were doing. but the moment he’d seen you type in numbers that belonged to what he knew as your own debit card, he kissed his teeth in annoyance. “man how many times i gotta tell you to stop using your card to go shopping bae?” you roll your eyes at his words. “i’m serious, you got all three of my cards on ya phone for a reason. fuck is you typing in your info for?”

don’t get him wrong, eren loved the fact that you were independent and knew how to handle money almost perfectly now that you were in your twenties. but being together with you for so long, he continued to step up with his provider capabilities by always taking care of you. whether it was paying your bills, rent—everything in between.

but of course it was a struggle when ms. i can do it all by myself meets mr. i know you can but let me do it for you

“because i’m spending like 600 dollars,” you point out to his previous question with an obvious scoff. “i’m not asking you for that.” eren mirrors your actions and rolls his eyes again.

eren looks at you as if you’re insane and suffered memory loss for the past four years you’ve been together. “babe…i make that shit in one night. actually—fuck a night—i make that shit in two hours!”

it wasn’t like he was lying either, with the way that eren was one of the only trusted plugs in town, it was very easy that he’d bring at least a band a night on a consistent basis. selling for almost six years was finally paying off.

you two hardly ever fought, but if you did, it was always about money. eren knew how long you’ve had to do things on your own physically and financially. you couldn’t go to your mom for help, you didn’t have a dad to beg, so it was all on you since you’d been 16. but now that he had eren, he’d just wish you’d let him take the burden of money of your shoulders and take care of you the way you take care of him.

after a few minutes, your boyfriend holds his hand out. you give him crazy eyes, but eventually follow orders by putting your phone in his hand. “don’t know how many times i gotta tell yo stubborn ass, forreal,” he grunted. “‘s never a problem spoiling my baby. you don’t ever ask me for nothing. let me feel useful and get you stuff, mama.”

with a sigh, you nod your head, like you always did. there was no way eren was gonna take no for an answer when it came to spoiling his wife.

in response, eren uses his free hand to delete your information and instead place the correct numbers—the information to his amex black card. all the money he has, he sits and does nothing with it, so why not buy you all the things you’ve never had before?

when you hear the chime of your phone confirming your order, eren hands you the phone back and goes to look out his dark window.

with your acrylics, you grab eren by the neck and slowly turn him back to face you. “thanks papa,” you gave him genuine eyes.

eren leans forward and pecks your lips. with a serious face, he pecks you one more time before wrapping his tatted fingers around your neck erotically. with a look in your eyes he tells you, “always tell me what you want, no matter how much, mama. you know daddy gonna get that shit for you one way or another, regardless.”

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lasciviouspoison · 1 year

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guys, this is so random but i just feel like eren loves girlies with glasses :))))

he’s definitely tweeted “love a girl with glasses, like yes baby come here, no! to ur left!!” on some stupid shit and so many girls retweeted it with a pic of them in their glasses.

what they don’t know is that he’s talking abt u, picturing ur pretty mouth wrapped ‘round him while u still have ur glasses on. eyes half shut and sleepy, sucking cock like it’s a pacifier.

makes his body heat when he thinks abt the way he got nut on ur glasses :( he was expecting u to get upset and an apology was on the tip of his tongue. yet, u just pulled em off and sighed, “ren…. got my glasses dirty” and licked it off.

made his pretty eyes go wide and his dick swell again :(((( made u lay down just for him to fuck u for like two hours until u fell asleep.

sigh….. he just loves his lil blind gf :( makes him weak in the knees

#eren #eren x reader #eren smut #eren fluff #eren jeager x reader #eren x chubby reader

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bunviie · 23 days

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"wear this dress just for me,"

pairing .ೃ࿐ eren jaeger x black (chubby) reader

synopsis ༊*·˚ your best friend eren can't handle the thought of you going out on a date, let alone in a dress he bought for you. so he distracts you from going!

contains ೃ⁀➷ oral sex (f. receiving), fingering, cum eating, overstimulation, soothing ass massages, lovesick eren just wanting to make you feel good.

this wasn't planned..and was super late. sorry.

you spun around in the mirror, eyes dancing along your plump figure. you sigh feeling defeated. throwing your skirt onto the floor with other articles of clothing you previously tried on, shadowing your current emotions. you were beginning to lose hope. nothing in the moment seemed to flatter you and you’re growing more frustrated by the second.

the formerly clean room now stood in utter disarray. items scattered, dressing the ground suitable for the mood. your playlist wasn't of any help as it played more upbeat music. contrary to what you're feeling.

you walk over the small pile of clothes and head back over to your suitcase which has very few options left. you grabbed whatever you could before throwing them on the bed. earning an exasperated mumble.

“seriously?” your best friend sighs, removing a stray pair of underwear from his arm. his voice instantly reminds you of his presence. you forgot you invited him over for a second opinion.

“sorry eren, i'm just losing patience here,” you mutter, removing your off-the-shoulder top, leaving you in just your underwear. unaware of the intense gaze following your every movement.

the male ponders staring at the clothes thrown to the side of him. a mix of bottled-up emotions coursing through the pit in his stomach. you were preparing yourself for a date.

you were out with your group of friends, having a good time as one does when they're on spring break when an attractive man approached you at the bar, claiming his move on you first. eren grits his teeth recalling the previous night.

you had been keeping your friends company on the dance floor, giving your worn-out body a few minutes of rest at the bar. you were deciding to satisfy both your thirst and prickling feet. eren had his focus on you the entire time. despite having enticing women surround his table. his lips tugged into a smile, far too many times he can count, watching you enjoy yourself. he waited until you were alone. all the while, trying to spark up the courage to talk to you, unaware of his forlorn expression that wore on his group of friends. they all bashed him for killing their mood with his obvious distress. one of them offered him words of encouragement to talk to you until ultimately garnering enough strength to walk over to where you sat, he quickly stopped in his tracks when he saw a random guy sit beside you. he was only a few words in and already had you laughing at whatever it was he said. eren could only stare blankly at you both before returning to his seat. crushed he lost the chance to speak with you. he folds and bends his fingers and hands, a habit he grew throughout the years. his joints crack and twist at every will. the sound of it springs your attention to his distracted one.

“eren?” you called him again, hoping to draw his attention away from whatever had been occupying his mind.

he hums softly and looks up at you, acknowledging your new choice of outfit.

“what do you think?” you tug at the much shorter skirt, seeking helpful input.

“it’s too much.”

his answer lacked the usual spark and interest, much like all the other responses he gave you.

you huff displeased. “you’ve said that for ten outfits straight. it's either too much or i'm not putting in the effort,” you retort. expressing your blatant irritation.

eren’s gaze returns to the carpet, not having anything to say back. the silence speaking for him. he continues to fiddle with his hands, at a loss for words, unable to articulate the turmoil building inside of him.

“if you knew you weren’t going to be helpful, why did you agree to this?” you pull the blouse over your head, tossing it into the other pile of rejected clothes.

eren just remains silent. his line of vision pursues your hasty movements. you approach the bed and sort through the remaining options. a white garment in particular captivates both you and eren. your eyes practically gleamed at the flowy material. you might have just found something to wear for your date.

eren’s breathing misses a beat, resulting in him inhaling unsteadily. you're oblivious to his new state. as you always were. it was no different this time so why did eren feel himself getting riled up? he could only watch hopelessly as you threw the dress. it was a perfect fit. of course, it was. he was the one who bought it for you after all.

it was a gift. he had promised you one if you managed to pass at least three of your exams. he remembers the day quite fondly. he had just finished his shift, paycheck in hand when you sent him a text asking him to pick you up some food. later defending the text, explaining that it was a joke when you sent it. you weren't expecting him to show up with food in hand at your door thirty minutes later but he got it for you. besides, it was thanks to you that he got the chance to see such a fitting dress for you. he had passed by the store so many times on his way home from work. that day, some workers had put up new sets on display, grabbing his attention. he stopped to take a good look through the slightly smudged glass window and knew right away which dress was made for you. his heartbeat races at the thought of you potentially wearing his gift.

you squealed, your excitement not being able to be contained. it snaps eren back to you. a wave of resentment rose in his throat.

“you're not wearing that.”

the disapproving comment leaves you taken aback. it came out of nowhere. you spun around, your mouth curving into a wry smile. and as if on cue, your playlist ends. signaling just how quiet the room was without it.

“yeah okay, you hater,” you brush him off, heedless of his sincerity. eren doesn't take this lightly and stands up, walking over to the mirror where you stand, admiring the dress. his reflection grows closer to yours, though you don't pay him any mind.

“i mean it,” he mumbles. focused on the soft warm carpet beneath his feet. you glance behind you. he had gotten closer to you in the last few moments. his proceeding steps make you back into the wall. his body towered over you, casting a shadow over your shorter height. his arm presses against the wall, his concentration remaining on the ground. his mouth moved reluctantly as if he wanted to say something. you stared intently anticipating his next move, noting the trouble in his eyes, despite the stray hairs trying to hide them. they fall nicely, adorning his adamant features.

“you’re not wearing it,” he repeats.

“b..but wh–”

“...you’re not gonna wear it for some other guy,” he mutters. his mind seemed to travel a million miles an hour. struggling to make sense of his words, vision darting frantically in the process. instinctively, your hands move up to cup his face,

“eren, what are you saying?” your voice was so soft and soothing. your first instinct is to comfort him. to hold him and tell him that everything is going to be okay. it's always been like this. his stare shifted to your own, his face softening naturally. you affect him so easily. his mind stops for a mere second, and his thoughts which were once a jumbled mess quickly fall into a much more coherent path.

“i'm saying don't go out with him,” he speaks in one breath.

you stutter. not sure where all of this is coming from. saying you're stunned is an understatement. his raw honesty surprises you.

“stay here with me, please,” his hand rests on yours, his face seemingly leaning closer. for a moment, everything is brought to a pause, from the air around you to the very last breath leaving your lungs. it all comes crashing down in an instant. suddenly things happened all at once. he had gripped onto your waist, pressing his lips onto yours. your eyes widen and remain open as your lips are jostled to their own will. the kiss was sweet. there was so much longing behind it, you feel like you're being told a story.

eren pushed you further into the wall, his body closing the cruel short space between you both. you can practically feel his heartbeat humming against your chest. his hand staggers, raising and hesitantly landing back onto your waist. as if he didn't want to push his limits. he’s holding himself back.

you stood there stupefied, your emotions welled up on their own before you could even make sense of it all.

eren pulls away, giving your hand leeway to drop back down to your sides. his eyes are again telling you a thousand things at once.

“i have feelings for you,” is what he says but you can’t fathom that you possibly heard him right, your fingers linger on the edge of your lips, mind absent to his tangent.

“i’ve had them for a while now...i just…didn't know what to do with them. at first, i thought it was affection for you because you were my best friend, but i found myself doing things i wouldn't usually do at just the mere thought of you. i feel things i don't ever want to stop feeling…” he rambles, wanting to get the mountain of words off his chest while you’re losing focus, your mind growing dizzy from everything happening. your heart swoons and you feel your face heat up. you had no idea he felt this way about you.

“and you were gonna leave with this dress on and i couldn’t le–”

“oh, eren,” you mustered out, breathlessly. reciprocating his affection, you propel yourself onto him and he catches you effortlessly, your plump lips falling on his. he kisses you back unwavering. warm emotions flow out through his entire body from your bodily consent. he isn't super sure of how you’re feeling so he pulls away again.

“wait, are you sure?” he stares at you intently. his eyes grew hazier by the minute. scanning yours for absolute certainty. the last thing he wants to do is ruin his relationship with you.

you nod and initiate the exchange again, pulling him to your height. with your assured response, his body wastes no time. it moves in a way that neither of you can process properly. his hands slide up your legs, gripping at your supple flesh. your skin is so soft and smooth, he wants more of it.

you figure out what he wants and jump at his please, thighs intuitively wrapping around, he once again catches you without difficulty. the kiss progressed into a much more heated make-out session, his tongue prodding at yours, it slipped in easily. saliva in the clash between your mouths, signifying the yearning amongst the increasingly desired-filled air.

he carried you both towards the bed where he sat on the edge of it, continuing to explore your cushioned body. you push further into the kiss, ultimately straddling his lap as he lays flat on the mattress. he groans, hands sliding under your dress to the swells of your ass. he gropes, massages, and fondles the soft flesh. he can't get enough of you.

you guide him to the elastic underwear band, and he grasps immediately at the task, stringing the material down your legs and you two come up for air. having a mutual agreement on letting go of any remaining inhibitions that held you back, lost in the intoxicating embrace. his cold fingers graze your burning skin. you visibly shiver at his touch.

he slides himself between your thighs and warm slick greeting his prying fingers. you gasped when he began to circle your entrance, subconsciously clinging onto his shirt. his blood had already reached certain places, your subtle noises amplify it times ten. you can feel the twitching beneath you and you grind against it naturally, eren curses, bringing his hand up to have a taste of you. his eyes flicker, grappling with the effort to stay open. your face just heats up even more, embarrassment brewing deep down.

eren sucks his fingers clean before snaking back between your legs, carefully plunging into you, teasingly slow. your head lowers shamefully when there’s an audible squelch after the insertion. eren only laughs faintly. his laugh comes off as more of a breathy exhale if anything and you feel your heart and hole clench at the sound. you are lying on his chest when his free hand spreads your ass cheeks for deeper penetration. you whimper into his white t-shirt and eren is dejected from how muffled it is, urging into sliding a second finger in. you cling onto him tighter as his digits continue to work their way into stretching you open. he explores your cunt skillfully at touch, causing immense pleasure. in and out, thoroughly reaching places and sending you over the edge. your insides only get more lewd with every thrust. furthering your shame, you start to whine because of it. your intriguing sounds once again stifled by the cotton material.

this prompts eren to sit up. he adjusts you as such, fixing you snugly in his lap, your legs caging either side of him. his fingers remain plunged deep inside of you. your arms come up and rest on his shoulders, your head buried into his neck. you didn't want him to see you become his heated mess. he is well aware of your shyness but doesn't mind it too much. instead, he tries to provoke more of your sweet cries, increasing his pace as more of your essence leaves your sopping cunt.

eren suddenly clears his throat. the rumbling in his chest makes you flinch.

“were you really about to wear this dress for him?”

you almost missed it. the question was so soft, so low, you’re nearly positive that it didn't happen. you raise your head to look at him, already meeting his stare glued on you. his eyes were darker than usual. you can identify a bit of hurt behind them but the lust that stood front and center hid it all. his softened glare lingers on yours before dancing back down on your body.

you sat up tall in his longing embrace. words that you wanted to say, you couldn't even think of. your mind was boggling with pleasure, you’re not sure if you're even thinking at all. your mouth opens and closes a few times. words failing and turning into pants and whimpers. and as if to encourage you, eren smooths his hands over your ass, giving you a soothing encouragement boost.

“i– i….i d–didn’t…kn–”

hearing you try to form a proper sentence and epically fail, did something to eren. it was pathetic in a way. the tears that leaked into the corner of your eyes. the drool that stood teasingly on the edge of your bottom lip, and the constant cute moans he heard ignited something deeper. his mind too is boggled with pleasure. the pleasuring thought being you, in his veiny arms, taking his fingers like the good girl you are. one of his many desires he gets to fulfill. he was living it in this very moment. making you feel good. he couldn't wrap his head around it still but here he is, drilling his long fingers inside of you, causing a fat glob of cream to escape. he also thought you would be on the verge of tears right now or begging him to fuck you with his pretty cock that sat confined in his shorts. his balls hung heavy under his raging erection. it honestly was really achy but then again, he didn't mind it. he preferred your pleasure over his. it's always been that way.

even if the tip of his dick was oozing the sticky stuff and was ready to pounce on you at any given moment, he fights against it.

this is not about him right now. it's about him showing you how much he treasures you.

and with this, he moves his hands between your thighs at immense speed. wanting to bring you to tears from his aforementioned thought, he felt like wasn't doing too much. you lose your breath because of this, hands gripping onto his shirt tightly as you feel your stomach tie up knots. you looked down to find the cause of the sudden increase in pace. his hand moved so fast, that it resembled the look of vibrations. your eyes close shut feeling your body beginning to tense up. your toes curled and your eyes prickled from the oncoming tears. your body practically pleading for that sweet sweet release.

eren removes his hold from your ass cheek, using his now free hand to dart slow strokes onto your clit and this sends you over the edge. your body shakes on impact. your cries come to a temporary cease as your climax washes over you. eren only slows his pace by a little, wanting you to ride out your high entirely. it wasn't until you shuddered that you reached between your thighs for him to stop. he picks up your hand and places a tender kiss on the back of it. his gentle touch makes you flinch, the result of the aftershocks. he removes his other hand, laying his fingers flat on his tongue, his upper lip coming down to secure the flavor, the flavor of you. you watch him lazily, occasionally jumping. that orgasm had ripped so much of you, your eyelashes met the skin of your warm cheeks many times. you feared that you might just fall asleep in your best friend’s arms. your head dozed onto his shoulder and eren rubbed your back. a subtle praise, a good job, for you.

he can feel your short breaths on his skin. they soon become better paced, signifying that you have calmed down. your arms cling around him tighter, drowsiness eating away at your consciousness. you sigh contently. thinking about how great the night could end this way.

eren then grips the bottom of your thighs and lifts himself off the bed before placing you on it and for a moment you're sad. thinking he’s leaving after the intimate moment you two just shared. you want to stop him. ask him to stay and keep you company for a little while but don't find the energy to. instead, you ready yourself to turn over and cover yourself with the blankets when a sudden force yanks you to the end of the bed. your sleepiness almost immediately dissipates with shock.

eren stands where your feet lay, quickly lowering himself onto the ground. you sit up on your elbows and watch as he bunches your dress around your stomach, only to pull you further to the edge of the bed. his arms swiftly wrap around your thighs, letting your legs hang off his shoulder. he’s engulfed in your softness.

you open your mouth to detest anything and everything he’s about to do but you're too slow. eren’s head dips closer to your core, his tongue out to flick at your clit. you flinch, your swollen bud buzzing with sensitivity. eren sees this but doesn't care. he only goes in again and you hiss this time.

“i think i'm sensitive, you don’t have to–mmm,”

you suck on your lips when he puts your clit in his mouth. mouth enclosed on the tiny bundles of pleasure as his tongue mercilessly laps at it. you start trembling early on, your hand slapping over your mouth. it's too much. holy shit, it's too much.

the fleshy muscle works wonders along your slit. he removes his head and one of his arms momentarily, fixing two fingers to part your slick-coated folds. he’s visibly salivating before spitting onto the area. lathering it up, his touch grazing your clit ever so lightly. you wince, flipping your hand over to nibble on the skin, your other hand helplessly holding onto the edge of your dress.

he teases your cunt cruelly, the tip of his thumb moving lazily.

“i love your pussy so much,” he breathes heavily on your core. seemingly enamored with your very being. he spoke as if it wasn't his first time. he had dreamt of being between your thighs far too many times for far too long. and now here he was, cuddled up tight with your noticeably succulent writhing body above him. there's nowhere else he would rather be. he blows on your tiny nub once more before going back at it, skipping the bothersome foreplay.

you shiver when his tongue slips inside your entrance, the overstimulation beating on your body. you held back the tears that threatened to fall. you try to remove your thighs from around his head but the grip around them only tightens. your feeble attempt at pushing his head away fails, earning low groans from eren. your effort appears like you were only just guiding him rather than trying to grow distance.

“e–eren..”

you call but he’s too immersed. his eyes remained closed, head moving in a frenzied state, wanting every last drop of you. stray strands of his hair stuck onto his forehead. looking at it, his hair was a mess but it was not like you had room to speak–

his tongue repeatedly prods your leaky hole, gaining a plethora of pleasant sounds from your deserted mouth. your once busy hand was now clutched tightly onto the bedsheets. the oversensitivity turns into vast bliss, and you promptly wish he gave you more of it.

he comes up for air, “i’ve wanted this for so long,”

he dips back in and eren is so focused on you, nothing you know about because your mind is growing dizzy. you can feel your body begin to shut down with each pump, irregularly grinding your bare cunt against his face, your same hand used to push him away was now tangled in his roots. you muttered lines of gibberish, feeling that familiar warmth form in your lower stomach.

he slips back up and gives you words of encouragement.

“please yn, cum on my face,”

he says, your stomach wrenched over from how easily those words left his lips. it was so breathy yet so gentle on the ears. you wanted nothing more than to give him what he wanted. eren keeps his eyes on you, using his free hand to rub relentless circles on your clit. you continue to writhe and shake, your best friend’s name keen on your mind. he filled your entire being, as you did to him. the entire room smelt like him and he smelt like you. which he loved.

he uses his other hand and applies pressure on your lower stomach, urging an abrupt release. you call out to him raggedly, voice nearly hoarse. your body spasms and induces minor tremors everywhere. it's something you won't ever get tired of. neither will eren.

he slips his finger inside your throbbing hole, the slow, deliberate thrusts are there for easing rather than causing more of your suffering. each movement is a mixture of pleasure and pain, love and lust. and in that moment something ignites within you deep down.

you sniffle, finally coming down from your high. only to cower when you feel eren lick a fat stroke of you. your hand pushes his hair back and retracts quickly.

“sorry, it was dripping on the bed,” was all he said and you felt a flutter in your chest.

he sighs contently and stands up, heading towards your bathroom. you hear him run some water for a few minutes before he returns with a towel in hand. he doesn't say anything and squats down to his previous position, gliding the towel gently between your legs, he cleans you up fondly. his eyes hold so much affection for you.

your flushed cheeks flare up timidly and eren, who had eren watching you intently, smiles.

“you don't have to be shy around me anymore,”

“who said i was shy before?”

he quirks a brow, leaving his expression to say the rest. you glower and lay back on the mattress.

eren had left and returned, this time returning shirtless with a few articles of clothing in hand, tossing them over your face.

your attention shifted to the direction of the clothes.

“i figured you would want to sleep comfortably..” eren states the obvious.

you stare sheepishly at the choice of underwear he chose for you.

“ah…thanks,” you nod, picking up the clothes. he stands by the bed and observes your every move.

“you gonna watch me change?” you ask him.

“i mean yeah, that’s the plan,” he responds coyly.

you sat still for a moment to see if he meant what he said and he did. eren kept his stand, arms folded and everything, awaiting your next move.

you chuckle nervously and remove yourself from the bed cautiously, pulling at your dress to cover your sacred areas until you get to the restroom. eren only laughs and allows you space for your privacy.

after changing, you leave the bathroom and walk hesitantly over to eren. he lay on the left side of the bed, his back facing you. you had spent a while in there despite only going in there to change out of your dress. you had sat down on the toilet to think back on everything that happened tonight. making your mind up on certain things, you struggled for solutions for the rest. you didn't take into account how long you were in there.

“eren?” you call out meekly. your steps slowed down as you got closer to the bed. “about what you said, i–”

“it's okay yn, we can talk about it tomorrow,”

his sudden response startled you seeing how you thought he was asleep. either way, you nod and walk over to the other side of the bed. you get in, unknowingly keeping your distance.

eren tries to ease your discomfort by pulling you closer to his chest. you sigh. this act seemingly wipes all your worries away…at least for now. his embrace is the one sure thing you are sure about. you close your eyes and drift off into sleep. hoping a good night’s rest will leave your mind filled with answers tomorrow.

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chrollohearttags · 10 months

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oh nufffinnnn just thinking bout eren telling reader to “stop running” and to “move her hand”

why? Whyyyy would y’all do this to meeeee? 😫 knees just buckled and everything (and not just because one of them is out of place)

content warning/themes: bsf eren bc im obsessed now, black fem reader (plus size descriptors) missionary, mentions of nudes, back scratching, hair pulling, daddy’s used, pet names (pretty girl, mama) creaming, full nelson

“ ‘Ren!—Eren, okaaayy! Ooh, you win!”

crying out in a fussy huff as your once best friend turned lover hovered the entirety of his six foot three slender frame towered over yours. A firm grip from both hands keeping your feet pent back near your head and your legs wide open..perfect for him to fuck you as he saw fit. How exactly had you landed yourself in such a position? Well..

“I know. I always do, baby. So I don’t know why you play like I can’t handle your fine ass..talking about ‘you don’t even know what to do with me’…out ‘your fucking mind. And I told you to stop tryna’ run because you’re not going anywhere. Take this fucking dick like a good girl. You can do that, can’t you?”

once again, silly banter ensued between you two and he yet again, had to prove you wrong. It wasn’t long after he had exited basketball practice and an intense workout; still pent up with energy and plenty of arousal..especially after you sent him some rather salacious messages. The two of you weren’t certain if you were ready to put a label on things but you were damn sure having a ball engaging in activities that couples would. Like calling one another pet names, even around other people. This time, he just so happened to be changing in front of his two closest homeboys when you FaceTimed…fresh out the shower, wrapped in a towel and looking good as fuck! The thoughts that ran through his head were not ones that he should have around other people. He had to all but restrain himself from getting hard right there in that locker room. And you didn’t make matters worse when he got to his car and you had sent him nudes. “I’m at practice right now, mama, I gotta call you back.” Videos of you playing with that pretty pussy, telling him to come stretch you out instead. Taunting him with mentions of being too tired to handle you. Watching cream drip all down those fingers..and the sound of wetness while that sexy voice moaned his name and called him daddy? You had to pay for that! So he cleared up any confusion when he stopped by your apartment, keys still in hand when you strutted out in nothing more than an anklet, white painted toes and a bonnet. Dropping to your knees to devour his dick where he stood. Spitting, slurping and sucking him off as if you lacked a gag reflex. He couldn’t believe how nasty you got for him..it was treatment he could get used to! Which in turn, swiftly got you hoisted up in the air and fucked into oblivion, right there in that living room. Only now, he was getting his lick back for your earlier commentary.

“You so deep in this fucking pussy, daddy…I—I’m sorrryyy.”

attempting to tap at his abs and push him away.. to which he’d only laugh, slapping it out of the way with minimal force because you were so depleted. He’d slow down his thrusts just a tad because maybe he had been fucking your shit up. But you weren’t done yet, he was sure and neither was he. You were going to eat your words. Slowly circling that clit with his thumb pad, he’d coo to you with the other palm on your cheek, finally releasing the grip on your legs..

“Yeah? You’re sorry? Afraid I can’t accept that, pretty girl…imma need you to come for me at least two more times before I can forgive you..”

it was in that moment that you realized what type of demon you were truly messing with! Leaning down, he’d spit into your slippery folds and keep pumping that cock in and out. “Oh my God, I can’t stand youuuu..shit!” Laughing as you glared up at one another, laughing and enjoying the moment. But you weren’t getting let off of the hook so easily!

“And move that hand, you’re not slick..you’re getting all this dick. Show me you can handle it.”

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jaegerluvss · 8 months

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༊*·˚ 𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐑 ─ as your clingy boyfriend ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖘 :: eren being absolutely thirsty for your touch ! ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ 𝖙𝖜 :: use of petnames ( princess and baby ) ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ 𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖞𝖕𝖊 :: fic // hcs ! ! ( SFW ) > 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊 :: hi hiii (´ ∀ ` *) ! ! this is my first post and im super excited to share it with you guys ! not sure if you guys could tell already but i really like eren hehe (￣▽￣) please like, comment, or reblog if you enjoy ! <3 ( very bottom divider was made by @cafekitsune !! )

↪ now don't even get me started on this boy... ↪ he is so clingy 24/7, anytime you dont show him affection he'll whine about how "you dont love him anymore" and "hes done so much for you but you cant even give him cuddles??" ↪ and you do give him cuddles!! all the time!! he just cant go a second without your touch and its kind of pathetic :(( ↪ he'll go on and on about how he just wants to be with you 'cause he missed you so much, jus' wanna feel you and hug you tight against his chest

"cmon' princess, please!" he begs, trailing behind you like a lost puppy as you wander around your shared apartment with a basket of laundry in your hands. "you can do the laundry later, come to bed with me baby...i missed you..." he says, trying to grab the basket away from you. you quickly dodge his attempt at stealing the basket as you sigh and give him a glare. "eren, why do you always bother me when i'm busy? i gave you my attention, like, 2 hours ago, now its time for me to clean up the mess that you made." you grunt, shaking a pair of sweatpants he left on the floor in his face. "two hours was so long ago...baby please, i won't ask for it again today." he groans, wrapping a hand around your waist when you bend down to grab some socks that were tossed onto the couch. he lays his head against your back, trapping you in his grasp as he sighs into your ear. "don't be mean, princess." he whispers. you groan loudly, dropping the basket as you finally give in. he's been going at it for around 30 minutes now, and you were getting tired of it. "you're such a baby!' you groan, letting him drag you to your shared bedroom as a big, childish grin formed on his face. "but i'm your baby." he corrects, squeezing your hand as he looks back with shining eyes. you sigh at that but can't help to have a small smile creep up your face. "yeah...i guess so. but if you bother me again next time i'm kicking you out of the house!"

↪ even when you two are in public, eren really can't keep his hands off you !! ↪ is constantly holding your hand or has an arm around your waist, shooting threatening looks at whoevers eyes linger on your body for too long ↪ at a restauraunt? reaches across the table to intertwine your fingers with his ↪ in the car driving? has one hand on your thigh that he grips ever so slightly when taking left or right turns just so you're not caught so off-balance ↪ he jus' loves you so so much, what would he ever do if he lost you?? :((

𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 © 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐣𝐚𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐮𝐯𝐯𝐬. 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 !

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vixensajntz · 9 months

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(might make this into a lil series??lmk!)

subnerd!eren x chubbyfem black reader nsfw.drabble.mommy kink.slight.mention of reader consuming his nut.mention of him nutting on her face.reader is pierced.

FIRST TIME?

nerd!eren was never really pulled anyone…yes he had a his first kiss but thats all hes done sexually…hes never touched a girl or had anything done to him either but after he met you…a lot of those things changed in a very good way.

now thats how you ended up here…your hair claw clipped back so its out of your way while you are working your mouth down his dick…him in a haze while looking at your pretty nails stroke up and down his dick…sucking on his tip while looking in his jade colored eyes…him looking oh so pretty like this…his black framed glasses falling to the tip of his nose…deep crimson red flushing his cheeks…his mouth agape with whimpers flowing out…having that certain daze of lust in his eyes while watching you intently give him his first blowjob ever…giving him the most sloppiest…nastiest head ever making sure to never let him forget this experience…spit dripping down on your dress…pulling your pretty,perky,pierced titties out…making erens release start to form more and more in the pit of his stomach…taking your mouth off of his tip and going down to his balls to suck on them while still stroking him firmly in your hand…making your bracelets clink together…placing your other hand on his dick…fastly twisting his dick up and down with both hands…while swirling your tounge over and over again on his tip…making him loudly moan…his release was coming very soon…he doesn’t know how much longer he can hold it back…you could tell he was close with the way he kept twitching in your mouth…’its okay baby you can cum in mommies mouth’ you said to him while sticking your tounge out…once those words came out of your mouth…they sent him completely over the edge…’oohh s-shit mommy imcumminimcummin’ he said with a loud guttural groan…you rubbing his tip all over your lips…making his cum drip all down your lips,chin and chest…licking it off of your lips…you wiping the rest off chin and chest with your fingers…sucking it all off with a hum while looking deep in his eyes…taking his dick back in your mouth making sure to slurping it clean…making him wince from the slight overstimulation.

‘so…how was it?’ you asked with a smile showing off your tooth gems

him with a big dumb smile on his face saying ‘amazing’.

‘okay! now lets teach you how to eat mommies pussy’ you said biting your lip.

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hentyehottie · 11 months

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chileee what is up with me & angst 😭 I was able to salvage this from my notes so I thought why not post it lol probably my first and last aot piece cause idk how to write them fr 😭 & sorry to the Reiner loves cause I wrote him so mean 😭

cw: fat shaming, fat phobia, best friend Eren, ex-boyfriend Reiner, mention of cheating, verbal abuse, mention of k!lling, friends to lovers, one sided pining, sorry if I missed anything!

Word count is undetermined but it’s not that long.

❀

Eren hasn’t said a word to you since you arrived at his apartment, puffy eyed and soaking wet from the rain, just stepped out of the way and allowed you to walk in.

You didn’t blame him, it’d been quite a while since the two of you had last spoken. Two or three weeks maybe, you couldn’t remember. It was difficult keeping track of time when your mind was slowly but surely shutting down. Either way it made you feel like shit.

You wanted to to sit and talk to him but your first priority was getting out of those wet clothes. You went straight to his bedroom, closing yourself in the en-suite.

You let the shower run for a little bit, fogging up the room and hopefully drowning out your sorrow as you sit on the covered toilet, aimlessly scrolling. You checked the notifications on your phone, tapping around until you heard your ex-boyfriend’s voice projecting from the speakers.

“Baby, just come back home. Please, let’s just talk about it.” “Hear me out, Y/N. I’m sorry okay, just come back.”

The way he was pleading you’d think he actually gave a damn about you.

“Come on Y/N,” There’s a short pause and a deep sigh. You know it’s coming. You hear the change in his tone, that false compassion and empathy has withered away. “Let’s face it, Y/N. Nobody’s gonna want you but me. Nobody’s into fat bitches. You’re lucky your face is cute. Nothing but a pretty face and a hole to fuck. Or should I say holes? I’m sure a slut like you takes it up the ass too-.”

Globs of hot tears ran down your face, budding at your chin and pooling on the screen of your phone. You deleted the nasty voice message Reiner left, only thirteen seconds into the minute and twelve second voice message, his harsh words breaking your heart all over again.

The wound was still fresh and he did nothing but cut you deeper. Why was he like that???

Blocking his number so you wouldn’t receive anymore, you were ready to be done with this shit. Ready to heal from Reiner and all the bullshit he‘s put you through.

After your eyes are cried out and your skin is parched from the piping hot water, you finally exit.

You didn’t leave with anything except your purse, phone and the clothes on your back, so you’re more than grateful to see a white tshirt and a towel on Eren’s bed waiting for you. The shirt was a little tight on your arms and the hem ended right at the cusp of your butt but it was better than nothing.

The California King in his bedroom looked freshly made, plush and inviting, but you’d spent far too many nights alone in an empty bed while your so-called partner occupied another. You should’ve known that’s how it’d be when you decided to get yourself into a domesticated situationship with a narcissistic cheater.

You opted for the couch, where Eren was also sitting. He’s munching on a bowl of cereal watching some crime documentary. The atmosphere is dull, but it’s not as bad as you thought it’d be.

“Hey!”

He didn’t bother feigning the same excitement, sending nothing but a head nod you’re way but you’re still grateful to get something out of him.

Maybe he was annoyed, which he had every right to be. It was late as hell, around three in the morning, and you honestly felt a little bad. Showing up out of the blue and forcing him to share his space.

“I really appreciate you letting me stay here, there were no rooms available anywhere.”

He ignored you, you figured he would. He hasn’t said much since you’ve been there. He’s treating you as if you’re a stranger, almost.

Unfortunately the documentary has lost all of his interest, he figured out the wife was the killer all along and there’s no reason to keep watching.

Now he’s stretching out, manspreading if you will, with his legs cocked open. He’s sporting that same bored look, except now he’s on his phone watching TikTok’s with his volume obnoxiously loud.

Honestly, he didn’t even touch this app unless he was watching the shit ton of videos you sent him at some manic hour of the night. But right now he needed something to distract him. To distract him from everything only you made him feel.

“I get paid Friday, I can send you something once it’s deposited, my money lookin kinda funny right now so...”

You’d spent close to your last getting an Uber to Eren’s. You weren’t sure why you even decided to come to Eren’s. Your parents lived in the same city and they probably would’ve been more welcoming than he was being right about now.

“When have I ever asked you to pay me back for anything y/n?”

His tone isn’t cold or mean, but indifferent. Like he doesn’t care. You’re sure he doesn’t.

The tension is almost tangible, thick and suffocating.

“I know, but-“ You cut yourself off, stumbling over your words. Your throat is scratchy and your mouth dry. You didn’t know exactly what to say to mend things between you and your bestfriend.

You hoped to pick up the pieces. Pickup where you left off like the two of y’all always did. But this here just showed how dumb and deluded you really were.

“I’m sorry…you were right.” You feel ashamed. Embarrassed even.

You can feel him staring at you, so you keep your eyes glued to your hands in your lap, twirling your thumbs in hopes to make amends.

“What are you talking about, y/n?” You can feel his gaze boring into you.

“About Reiner…and every-everything else really. We not getting back together, forreal this time, I can’t.”

He was right about everything. Reiner was an immature asshole. You trusted his smooth talking, pretty smile and it backfired horrendously.

Reiner was verbally abusive, insecure and mean, and he projected it without a care. Tore you down every chance he got, belittling you until you were almost an empty shell of your former self.

On top of that, he was insensitive as hell, bullied you worse than any of those middle and high school nobodies you no longer remembered.

He’d probably use his last breath to lie, just because. If you were blind he’d tell you the sun was blue and the sky was yellow, for no reason whatsoever other than to be a dick.

All of this Eren warned you about, but you just had to go and see for yourself. You fell for the first boy to show interest in you. The first to give you attention and affection. The first one who wasn’t looking to ‘try it out’ with a fat girl or looked at you like some pity case.

So you thought.

“You’ve said that before.”

“I know! But I mean it this time, and I’m so sorry for ghosting you and lying a-and putting him first before our friendship cause..I know you wouldn’t do that to me and I’m such an awful person-.”

Your sniffles turned into sobs, deep sobs that shook your entire body against his when he finally went against his stubborn ways and pulled you into a hug.

You sound sincere, but Eren doesn’t know if he believes you. Hell it wouldn’t be the first time you lied to him about getting back with Reiner.

He wanted to tell you off. Scold you and yell at you for abandoning him. For giving him your ass to kiss cus you thought you were in love, only to come crawling back asking him to pick up the fucking pieces, again.

“I should’ve listened to you.”

Words muffled into his chest but he heard you.

“You should’ve.” He doesn’t mean to sound condescending but it’s true. “I don’t like seeing you cry.”

His voice startled you a little bit, velvety and deep, chest rumbling as he still had you pressed up against his frame. The aloof facade cracking with each sob.

“I’ll handle it.”

He’d handle it. Handle him.

His arms embraced you tighter. One holding you against him while the other ran down your back, over your thigh then back up again as he allowed you to bawl your eyes out.

“I hate when you talk like that Ren,” You leaned back to look at him. “You know I don’t like unnecessary viole-.”

He grabs your face mid sentence, squishing your cheeks together, your lips round and pouty as you stared back at him.

“How’s it unnecessary when my princess is sitting here with tears running down her pretty ass face?”

It slipped but he made no attempt to correct it.

His princess. He’d always called you a princess, especially when y’all were younger. He found it very intriguing how spoiled you were, especially by the men in your life. Dad, uncles, even Eren himself.

He remembers saving up his little paychecks from working part time to spoil you as well, buying you little trinkets and gifts you probably didn’t even have anymore.

Nothing was unnecessary when it came to his princess. He’d die for you. Kill for you, even. You were the light of his dim life. Why wouldn’t you just realize it?

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xxsugarbones · 3 months

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lovesick.

-Your favourite thing about him?

ft - various x chubby!reader

cw - size difference, tooth rotting fluff, barely proofread so good luck

wc - 432

an | baby is very stoned again and in a fluffy mood ✊🏼😮‍💨

If someone asked you what your all time favourite thing about him was, you would have to say the noticeable size difference between the two of you. Your head only just came up to his chest, so you always had to look up at him if you wanted to look him in the eye. He quite liked it too, getting to look down at such a pretty little thing like you, who he’d wrap his arms around, keep you safe from the big scary world.

But why it was your absolute favourite thing? It was simple, really. Whenever he wrapped his arms around you, one hand positioned between your shoulders and keeping your soft body flush against him, while the other hand rest against the back of your head, keeping your head tilted up so you could gaze into his eyes while he scanned every single detail of your gorgeous face to memorise them for safe keeping, it melted your heart. You adored the way his eyes shimmered softly, so full and utterly dripping of love for the gorgeous woman in front of him. The way his lips would just subtly quirk upwards into the softest of smiles. God, he looked like such a love struck idiot. It was the sweetest thing you could ever hope to see from the man you adored.

He was utterly hopeless for you. He looked at you like you had hung the moon and the stars in the sky, like you were a goddess among men. He wasn’t worthy of you, the prettiest woman he had ever laid his eyes on. What had he done to be here now, holding you like this, with the tip of his nose brushing against your own and his eyes softening, his lids falling heavy and his smile finally growing to tug his lips upwards. In turn, your own smile grew, eyes darting down to his soft lips for a split second before looking back into his eyes.

“I’m the luckiest man in the world. I love you.” He breathed, not giving you a chance to respond before his lips were on yours in the sweetest embrace, and your arms were sliding up around his neck to pull him down further, only deepening the kiss. He didn’t need to hear you say that you loved him too, he could tell by the way you pressed your body against his, and held him close. You were head over heels for him. And he would hold you like this forever if it meant he could feel that lovesick smile against his lips.

#tengen x chubby reader #gyomei x chubby reader #ban x chubby reader #gojo x chubby reader #nanami x chubby reader #toji x chubby reader #eren x chubby reader #erwin x chubby reader #akira fudo x chubby reader #your fav x chubby reader #various x chubby reader

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meikudan · 6 months

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eren x chubby!reader, eren’s love for your thighs, mdni (us chubby/thick girls need love 2 💗.)

I can’t stop thinking about how Eren would be obsessed with your thighs. he loves to pepper kiss all around them, marking them as his. he’ll rest his head between them and on top of them, making himself comfortable whenever he’s around you. he adores those plush thighs so much, and he’s so happy it’s all his. It belongs to him. don’t even get me started on how much he loves having a grip on your thighs, spreading your legs out while eating you out and not allowing you to close them. he’ll draw orgasm after orgasm out of you, keep his hand resting on your thighs. he will quite literally cum in his pants if you squeeze your thighs around his head, making it hard for him to breathe. his eyes roll back as you suffocate him, riding his face to bring yourself to climax. especially when you sit on his face, it drives him absolutely insane. whenever he’s done, he’ll take the opportunity and kiss all over those thighs while your legs are shaking like crazy. and while he’s pounding that tight pussy, he’s so fascinated by how your thighs jiggle after each slam, it brings him closer and closer to release. when Eren comes inside, he takes a long look at his fucked out pretty girl, thighs all out on display for him.

#attack on titan #attack on titan smut #aot smut #eren jaeger smut #eren smut #eren aot #eren yeager #eren x fem!reader #eren x chubby reader #eren x you #eren x y/n

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whoreish-behaviour · 1 year

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Bully!Eren pt.2

This is part 2 to this <3

>~< Warnings ; Filming, dubcon, spanking, coercion.

TW ; insecurity about weight mentioned!!

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'Blink those tears away baby and look at me properly.' You snivelled quietly and rapidly blinked your watering eyes.

However both Eren and you knew that that simple action wouldn't stop the waterfall coming soon behind it.

Oh how Eren couldn't wait to catch it all on film.

Your knees were red raw and your whole body sensitive from the rein of spanks Eren had landed on it. You only had on your button up, although all the button where strewn across the bedroom floor by now, panties and your normal thigh highs.

That was what everyone knew you from. The chubby crybaby with sweet kind eyes, a skirt that was too short and your thick thighs - always with thigh highs around them.

From where you where now though, your shirt was open completely - bare breasts on display and socks that dug into the fat of your thighs, leaving cute pudges on top like Eren's own personal cupcakes to snack on.

And boy could he snack.

'Now I want you to repeat to me the reason why I'm punishing you.'

You clasped your hands together, bottom lip pouted out and nodded.

'Because I acted like a slut and then disrespected you in front of Armin..' You spoke lowly, tears already building up as your cursed yourself.

You were such a fucking idiot sometimes.

'Good girl. You think i'm going too far?' He was testing you.

One thing you knew since Eren had started this whole thing, was to never ever underestimate him.

Because he always came back 10x more meaner, more cruel.

You had sadly learned that the hard way, multiple times. Him asking you if he was going 'too far' was just a dig at you from before he trained and put you in your place.

'Never.'

'Good answer.' He snickered before turning his back to you and walking over to the bed. You saw him change out the camera battery for the fully charged one, his hands delicate with the device.

He never treated you like that.

He was always rough and demanding. He was never satisfied until he left you sobbing on his sheets, clutching at them for some sort of stability.

You hated him for what he did to you.

'The fucks that face for?' You shook your head as if to shake off the thoughts and snapped your eyes to him.

He was glaring at you, now sitting on the bed, thighs spread and elbows resting on his knees.

'Nothing.' You shook your head again and lowered your eyes.

You couldn't stop fucking up.

'Come here.' His voice was low - pissed off.

You went to stand, knees and lower legs numbed from your weight, and stumbled. You tried again and your lip trembled as the same thing happened again.

Why were you so heavy? If you weighed a little less, you would have absolutely no trou-

The bed creaking alerted you that Eren had moved and you stopped your menstruations - not knowing what he was doing.

You heard his footsteps, right up until they landed in front of you.

You went to apologise however you where cut short when you felt his hands slip under your arms, grasping you in his grip and lifting you clean off the floor.

He immediately pulled you to him, your head now on his shoulder and his hands on your ass - supporting you. You felt him turn and walk back to the bed, your body bouncing along.

'You were down there for ages, your legs just went dead.' He stated, and he sat back down - you falling into his lap with your legs on either side of his waist.

Whether he meant to or not, he had pulled you from thinking that about yourself - your regard for your own body a negative one.

You finally casted your eyes at him, his green ones staring right back. You pouted as you looked over his features.

How someone so cruel could look so beautiful perplexed you.

Your staring made Eren feel something. He wasn't sure what it was exactly but didn't know if he liked it or not. It made him want to fidget and swallow down the bile at the back of his throat.

It made him nervous?

How could you, off all people make Eren Yeager nervous just from simply looking at him. He didn't want to care what you thought of him, however he did.

And he hated it.

Sick of your stare, he grasped the back of your neck and draw you in even closer - sitting up straighter to make himself even bigger.

You immediately noticed the shift and seemed to shrink back, however his firm clutch of you prevented you from doing so.

'Your punishments not quite over yet princess.' He spoke sickly sweet and you both knew it was forced.

Before you even saw it coming, he had you over his lap - face shoved into the duvet and ass up.

He kept his left hand on your neck, your whimpers being drowned as he brought up his right hand and gripped your already bruised ass.

'I think we could get this ass even darker, don't you think sweet girl?' He said lowly, fingers creeping over your skin - tracing the splotches of purple.

'Eren please.' You whined helplessly.

'Don't worry, I'll only use my hand.' He was already lift his right hand in the air as the words left his mouth. He saw you tense, anticipating the blow.

However it didn't come.

Until your body finally relaxed against his lap, breathes heavy. That was when he struck, your unsuspecting skin already becoming red. You instantly whimpered and Eren smiled.

He reined smack! after smack! while your hips flinched away, unable to ever really go anywhere.

He wasn't counting anymore, he'd stop when he felt like it. He didn't want you to know when this would end - only ever begging for it to. You always did beg so pretty for him.

'P-Please Eren!'

'Im sorry, i'm sorry..'

'Please, s-stop.' You sobbed, cries leaving your distressed lips.

All you felt was hot white pain, each time his hand connected with your pulsing ass it sent ripples of pain throughout your whole body and you convulsed away.

You must've really pissed him off because he was being brutal. You weren't sure what the fuck was going on - only that you weren't sure how much more you could take.

However what you didn't know was that Eren was just as overwhelmed (emotionally speaking).

From you cuddling up to Armin, to denying the existence of whatever this was and then having the audacity to make puppy eyes at him - rimmed with fresh tears.

He was conflicted and confused. So he did the only thing he knew would take his mind off everything.

Which just happened to be you bent over for him.

You clawed helplessly at the bed until eventually the blows slowed to a stop. You tried to breath in through your nose and out your mouth but your body shook too much to take a official breathe.

You sobbed, eyes and nose running like a stream. You didn't feel Eren move below you but you could feel his eyes trained on your shaking figure, like a laser scorching your soul.

As if the double punishment wasn't enough, you felt him shove you to the ground.

You let out a gasp as your body hit the hard wooden floor. It was like another slap straight to your heart.

Your cries only increased as broken 'Im sorry's continuously left you. You tucked your legs underneath you and dropped your head, not able to bare Eren full attention on you anymore.

You heard him hum at you quietly and you tried to calm down.

'Stop crying.' You nodded, sobs still breaking through as you wiped your eyes with your sleeve. Everything felt wet and damp from your tears.

You just wanted to get away from him.

'Your a good girl for taking your punishment like that..' You saw his shadow grow bigger as he stood up and over you.

You looked at his beat up converse, eyes welling up as a ball grew in the back of your throat.

You felt his warm hand cup your jaw, the action comforting if i was from anyone but him. He forcefully tilted your head back, your neck strained as you whimpered.

'But if I ever see you with Armin alone again, I'll make sure to send him that video so he knows exactly what happens when you act like a slut.' He practically spat.

The thumb of his right hand pointed at the camera on his nightstand, the daunting red light still flashing away.

You nodded as best as you could but he only shook your head in his grip.

'Words princess.'

'I u-understand Eren.' Your voice quivered, lips set in a deep pout and new tears rolling down your cheeks.

'Good girl, wasn't so hard.' He patted your cheek ad you flinched.

'Now get the fuck out.'

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