#eren yeager one shots

[bloompompom]

˗ˏˋ guilty pleasures ˎˊ˗

☆ content: eren jaeger x female reader, modern au, reader cheats on her loser boyfriend, dirty talk, praise, pet names, masturbation, pussy job, just filth, written very fast my apologies, mentions of alcohol, explicit language, explicit sexual content, reader discretion advised 18+ ☆ word count: ~4.2k ☆ a/n: just a warm-up that got out of hand

Your boyfriend sucks. That isn’t an opinion, either. It’s a fact. The sky is blue; what goes up will always come back down; your boyfriend is and will forever be a jackass. 

At least, according to your friends, Eren in particular. Sometimes according to you, too—let’s not leave that part out, it’s important.

Countless times, your boyfriend had driven you to wit’s end and back because yes, you always took him back. You aren’t the type to leave a kicked puppy out in the rain or a groveling man lying on your doorstep. He’d come crawling back, looking all lovesick and apologetic, and you’re ashamed to admit it hasn’t failed him yet. 

Listen, Eren is just your friend. He doesn’t know the ins and outs of your relationship any more than the next guy. What he knows for sure is that your boyfriend generally sucks as a human being, and he knows you know it, too. 

And it’s about time he does something about it. 

Tonight’s as good a night as ever to make a move. Eren’s roommate, Armin, insists on hosting a game night every other week-ish to ‘get the gang together,’ as he likes to say. But game nights are hard. No one likes to learn rules. So game nights soon devolved into movie nights, which turned into drinking nights after no one could agree on a movie.

That’s the plan for this evening: drinking the beer Jean brought along with a few leftover seltzers from the last time they got together, and spending some time with you. Alone.

You walked into the apartment huffing and puffing, pissed over whatever your boyfriend did or didn’t do. You’ve spent most of the night wallowing in the displeasure, trying to hide it, but it’s not working; Eren can tell you’re furiously texting Sasha every little detail despite sitting across from one another.

If you were to ask any of your friends, they’d say they previously believed you and Eren would date. You had that energy about you—still do, frankly. But then you met your boyfriend and you’ve been seeing each other ever since. On and off, of course.

Eren dated other people, too. And sure, he liked them, but that’s all. Finding happiness with something (or someone) is difficult when he constantly sees the greener grass on the other side.

He used to believe it was a timing thing, the reason you never hooked up. It made sense back then. But now, Eren knows it’s not a timing thing because he’s single and you can dump your boyfriend any time you want—if that’s what you want. 

Eren can pry. He can be forthright and ask what you’re texting Sasha about. But that’d get him nowhere; you’d undoubtedly reply, ‘Girl stuff,’ and let the subject die there. 

He noticed you don’t talk about your boyfriend problems when he’s around. Not that he expects you to. He would have written it off by now if he hadn’t heard you confiding in Armin about it. Jean and Connie, too. How frustrating it is that you never tell the one genuinely curious person. The one who wants to know and wants to show you how much better things could be, with him. 

So Eren does just that. He catches you at the right moment, once it’s just the two of you. Armin was in bed and Sasha already left, taking Jean and Connie with her. The only guests remaining are you and Mikasa—she’s been sitting heavy-eyed on the couch for the last twenty minutes and would probably be out cold in the next ten. 

Then there’s you, all squirmy beside him. 

“Are you cold?” Eren asks. He knows you’re not, but he also knows you’d never answer the more direct ‘Are you okay?’

“I’m fine,” you say, voice barely above a whisper, “I’m just—”

“Having a long night?” Eren guesses.

You merely sigh, but it’s weighty enough that it sounds like you’ve been holding it in for a while, like you must’ve needed it. 

“That’s one way of putting it.”

It’s vague, but you still feel you said too much.

You fiddle with your fingers, hands resting in your lap. You focus on that rather than the fact that you can no longer bring yourself to meet Eren’s eyes; it’s too much, it makes your insides burn uncomfortably hot.

You can’t deny how Eren makes you feel. Even more, you can’t deny that you came over tonight with him on your mind—the sort of thoughts you shouldn’t have while tangled up with another guy. 

“Is there anything I can do,” Eren slides closer to you, “to make your night better?”

Yes, you think. Yes, yes, yes.

You shake your head, gaze fixed on his leg pressing against yours. 

“It’s not your problem to fix,” you try to assure, but it lacks any sureness. Instead, it’s demure and… inviting? You almost made it sound like a dare. 

“That doesn’t mean I can’t try,” Eren says, always up for a challenge, especially if you’re the prize at the end. 

You’re better than this, you tell yourself. You’re above this. 

At the same time, you can’t help but think: what would your boyfriend do if the roles were reversed? You’ve argued about his fidelity before—hell, you argued about it hours ago—and you have no more clarity than you did from the start. 

Maybe you haven’t been perfect, either. Maybe there were times you should’ve told Eren to cut out the flirting and even times you shouldn’t have reciprocated it. You thought it was harmless then, that you’d never end up exactly where you are now. You also never imagined how invigorating, how right, it would feel. 

Eren places his large hand on your thigh, tentatively at first, light despite the guilt weighing down on you. When you don’t stop him, he becomes confident. He slides his hand higher, squeezes you gently. It’s chaste, something that could still pass as friendly if not for the way it made you weak.

I am absolutely not above this.

That’s how you ended up in his bedroom. Eren whispered for Mikasa and when she didn’t respond, he took it as the all-clear—that no one would know if you decided to head somewhere more private. Eren snuck you down the hall, shut the door behind you, and had you to himself, for the first time. 

Your heart thrums in your ears. It’s adrenaline, anticipation, a rush you never want to end. You hardly hear him when he asks, “How can I make your night better?” He nears you in a step. “What would you like me to do?”

“I think you know the answer to that,” you murmur. He wants to hear you say it: that you want him. You want his mouth on yours, maybe on your neck, his hands on your chest, smoothing down your hips and between your legs. You don’t give him the satisfaction of it. 

You lean into Eren without a word. He moves with you, meeting you halfway. You lead, he follows. You’re the one in the relationship, not him. 

You tilt your chin high to meet him. He catches it between his fingers, gently guiding you to him. Your noses brush; your lips don’t, but you’re so, so close. Close enough for your lashes to flutter softly against his cheek, for you to feel every one of his hot breaths as they break over your lips. It’s intoxicating. It’s not enough. But you can’t make yourself seal the fateful gap between you. 

“I can’t,” you regretfully stammer. It physically hurts to say the words. You wound the devil sitting atop your shoulder.

Eren doesn’t say anything, only pulls away from you. You don’t feel in control of your hand when it snatches a fistful of his shirt. You keep him there, still as close as before, eyes flitting between his pupils, big and blown, and his lips. He remains frozen, silent. He lets you decide where this would or wouldn’t go. 

“I don’t—fuck, I don’t know what do to,” you bemoan. Your head is a spinny, screwed-up mess. Screwed up from forbidden fantasies and raging hormones and the pool of warmth spreading in the depths of your stomach—all from him. 

“What do you want to do?” Eren asks in a low voice. 

It’s coaxing, cloying, but it’s needful at the same time. It’s a voice you’ve never heard from him, yet it’s familiar. It’s reminiscent of the same need burning inside you, so hot you think it might create a hole, one perhaps only he can fill.

You lick your bottom lip only to find your mouth has gone dry. 

Eren nudges the tip of his nose against yours. “I can tell you what I want to do, if that would help.”

He nuzzles lower, beneath your jawline. He doesn’t kiss you there—no, he wouldn’t do that. What he does is worse. It’s teasing. His breath fans over your ear and sends a shudder down your spine. He needs you not only to hear but to feel every word, every dirty thing he has imagined doing with you.

“I want you to touch yourself for me,” he breathes against the side of your face, warming you from the inside out. He clasps his hand over yours, then slips it between your legs. “And I want to watch.”

Eren touches your hand, encouraging you to rub. You feel the heat of your cunt through your clothes, like there’s a fire in your belly. You finally let its flames engulf you and god, burning never felt so damn good. 

You’re dizzy, you’re flustered—how could he possibly say that with such calmness? More than anything, you’re dumb to everything except the boy in front of you. 

“Can you do that for me?” he asks, smooth and soothing. “I’ll only look. I won’t touch, I promise.”

It’s a lousy excuse for a loophole. Actually, it doesn’t even qualify as a loophole.

Eren leans back, holding your shoulders in his hands. He looks you in the eyes and again, he insists, “No touching.”

Loophole or not, you can’t find it within you to care. You trust him, you think. Either that or your brain short-circuits because you can only repeat back, “No touching,” as you bob your pretty little head. 

Eren smiles down at you, runs his knuckles down the side of your face. It’s gentle, it’s praising, it brings—no, it yanks you back to him. 

“Lay on the bed,” he says. 

You do as you’re told, laying back on your forearms. He tugs your bottoms off with ease and reveals a pair of pale blue panties—a telling color. When you spread your legs for him, he can see how you’ve stained them with your arousal, soaked and ruined after some innocent teasing. 

You touch yourself without him having to ask. You trace over the damp patch and play with your clit through the fabric. He sees how easily your panties slip between your folds, how fucking wet you are, and has to stifle a curse.

Eren drops to his knees, nestled between your legs at the foot of the bed. He has a hand on either of your thighs, almost white-knuckling the plush skin.

“Look at that.” You can’t tell if he’s talking to you or your pussy. “You like it when I talk to you, huh? When I tell you what to do?”

You whine at the words, rub your clit faster. You want to come. 

“So needy. What’s the rush?” Eren tuts. He climbs onto the bed, propping his back against the headboard. “Make yourself comfortable.”

As he says it, his hand travels lower. Dangerously low. It draws your attention to how hard he is, his insistent cock tenting in his sweatpants. He palms over it once, then twice, then grips himself through the fabric. Fuck. 

You stare with too much interest. The corner of Eren’s lip curls into a smirk when you have to close your hungry mouth. He’s just as greedy, though, just as riled up as you. Even the touch of his own hand has his arm muscles tightening and twitching.

You crawl over to his side and try to relax into the pillows as best as you can. Your shoulders droop, your knees fall to either side, but there’s a tremble to your hand as it returns between your legs. Your touch remains feather-light, almost a tickle, as you dance a finger along the hem of your underwear. You watch lecherously, with your head lolled to one side as Eren mirrors you—you’re still leading. His thumb dips below his waistband.

This still counts as ‘no touching,’ right?

Eren shoves his hand down his sweatpants. You can’t see it when he takes his cock in his hand, only the outline of him slowly working over his length underneath the fabric. 

Your eyes ask the question your lips wouldn’t dare to ask. Eren responds, “You first.” His eyes flicker to your crotch—your panties, more specifically. 

Your fingers stutter and pause. You’ve already dipped your toes into the corrupt waters, so you might as well take the full plunge.  

You tuck your underwear to the side, pinching them in the crease of your thigh. Your fingers are almost cold against your wet, hot skin and you shiver in response, letting the feeling wreck down your spine. You clench around nothing, whimpering just as helplessly. 

“Fuck,” Eren breathes, an incidental hiss.  

He pushes his sweatpants and boxers down in one go, and his cock slaps his front. He aches for anything more than his hand, but it’s all he has right now. It’s agonizing how what he needs is so damn close, but out of reach. 

He pumps himself faster, tightening his grip around the sensitive tip to mimic your cunt.

He can only catch glimpses of it. Your panties persistently get in his way, and when they aren’t, you’re having to tug them back to the side. Your gasps and moans turn to little grunts, your frustration staving off your orgasm even further.

Eren goes to grab your underwear but stops himself short.

“Take them off,” he tells you, somewhere between a request and a demand. If this is his one chance to be with you, to see you, then he’s going to see all of you. 

You listen. Your hand slips from between your legs and a sticky string connecting your fingers to your cunt snaps. You hope Eren didn’t see it, but you’re sure he did based on the impatient sound that comes from the back of his throat. You lift your hips from the bed and shimmy your underwear down your legs. Then you kick them to the floor. 

You don’t settle back into the bed before Eren says, “I want to see more of you,” because this still isn’t enough. “C’mere.”

He adjusts you to his liking until you’re in front of him, lying back on your elbows, spread, with your feet caging his hips. It’s a vulnerable position, you admit. One where you’re completely bare and completely on display and there’s no shying away. You may have even found it embarrassing if not for how turned on you are. The urge to come is nagging, simmering for so long that you fear you may boil over and do something you’ll regret later. 

“Shit.” Eren’s in awe of the sight before him: your glistening cunt, swollen and practically begging to come, and the dreamy expression on your face. It’s the sexiest you’ve ever looked, and he’s not even sure it’s intentional. Your eyes are as alert as they are moony, as confident as they are flustered; a doe locked in his headlights, willing to eat out of his palm despite her better judgment. 

“Spread yourself for me,” he murmurs. You do it with two fingers. “God, look at you.”

So pretty. What a shame it was that such a pretty pussy would go unfucked tonight. 

Eren leans back again, this time with a complacent hand tucked behind his head. He spits into his other, then slathers it over his length, unblushing to how your eyes follow every fluid movement.

“Go ahead,” he says, still calmly fisting his cock. “For real this time. Make yourself come for me.”

The encouragement travels straight to your core. You sink your middle finger inside first, then you add another. Your walls pulse, sucking the digits in further. You curve them, drag them in and out, in and out, until you find a pace that has your thighs threatening to snap shut. You pull out of yourself one last time and, with properly wetted fingers, you return to your neglected clit. It only takes a few slick circles before your breath quickens. 

“Yeah, just like that—fuck.” Eren feels his cock throb against his palm. He slows, pulling and tightening his grip, still pretending his hand is anywhere near as soft as your pussy. “You’ve listened so well. You deserve to come, don’t you think?”

You moan something incoherent.

“Tell me,” he says, smug and urgent, somehow at once. “Tell me what a good girl you’ve been. That you deserve to come.”

Slippery, unforgiving sounds fill the room, from the both of you, but you’ve already shed any shred of decency you had left. You dipped your toes first, and then you took a fateful dive. But now, the current has stripped away any semblance of control you had—or thought you had.

You’ve become a passenger inside your own body. Every motion feels wild and unpredictable, yet intimately inevitable. It’s a kaleidoscope of feelings and sensations. It’s strange and exhilarating. It’s this raw and primal surrender to only what’s physical and nothing more. 

Flowery language aside, you know one thing for sure: as much as you enjoy hearing him talk filth to you; he enjoys hearing you just as much. 

“I’m a—ah, I’m your good girl,” you moan shakily. Your skin becomes unbelievably hot, your fingers stuttering, struggling to keep up with your neediness. “I d-deserve to come.”

His good girl.

Eren’s stomach lurches, abdominals tightening. He nearly comes.

What a fucking gift you are. How lucky Eren feels to witness how you get yourself off when no one’s around, how you like to tease yourself—maybe even pretend he’s the one teasing you.

You bring a hand to your chest, gingerly caressing the tips of your fingers along your nipple that pokes through your shirt. You slide the hand over your breast before groping it fully. 

“Can I see your tits?” Eren blurts. Once again, there’s no use for dancing around the truth of the matter anymore: you both wanted to get off. 

“You first.” You giggle a little, all breathy, then restate, “Take off your shirt.”

Eren smiles at you before stripping, revealing a cute flush creeping up his chest. You stick to your promise, peeling your shirt off and tossing it aside. You skipped putting on a bra this evening because it was supposed to be a quiet night-in with friends, but it worked out pretty well for this, too. 

You graze your fingers over the peaks of your breasts, bouncing just so with every rub, rub, rub of your opposite hand. You bite back a harsh gasp, but little hums escape past your teeth, anyway. 

Eren’s thighs twitch. He fights the urge to buck his hips, to fuck up into nothing. His pants turn strained, exasperated. He thinks he might be numb to his hand at this point. He could use his spit again, but why should he have to when you’re right there, as desperate as he is?

Your name’s a raspy plea on his tongue. His hands smooth up your legs as he coos, “I need to feel you, baby.” His thumbs stroke your inner thighs, growing extremely close to the apex between them. “Need you to help me come. You’ll do that for me, won’t you?”

Eren’s hands wrap around your ankles, pulling a yelp from you as he drags you toward him.

“I won’t put it in,” he promises. You’re so close he can feel the heat of your cunt against the underside of his cock. His hand somehow looks small in comparison as he holds himself at his base. He angles his cock until it’s about as close as it can be without touching you. “Please.”

Your heart pounds against your ribcage, but even more frantically, it pulses between your legs, loud and demanding. It’s as impossible to ignore as the man before you. Hot and horny, with messy hair and pretty pink cheeks and an even prettier cock that leaks at the mere thought of touching you, staring at you like he wishes to devour you whole.

You nod, and Eren doesn’t hesitate to push his cock between your slit. You watch him do it, sitting higher on your elbows. Even with the faintest amount of pressure, your jaw goes slack. 

He rocks his hips, gliding his cock through you, up and down, with the ridge of his head nudging your clit. Your skin prickles despite the thin layer of sweat you’ve accumulated.

You raise your hips, dragging your pussy over him, and bring yourself back down to the bed. His cock jolts. You feel it. You repeat the undulating motion again and again, effortlessly, because you can’t recall a time you’ve been wetter. So wet he slips out a time or two. He takes advantage of it once, tapping the tip of his cock against your clit.

Eren gives a low chuckle when your head falls back between your shoulder blades. “What a pretty little mess you are.”

You tilt your hips so he’s back in place, hitting your clit just right, over and over. It doesn’t take long for your legs to shake, swaying like they may give out. He steadies you, resting his hand on the divot of your hip. 

“Oh, god—Eren.” Your voice pitches on a broken moan. “I think I’m gonna come.”

His hand curves around your side, his fingers digging into the fat of your ass. He uses the grip to keep you moving, to guide you through it. He barrels you down the hill toward your release, and you can’t stifle a single cry as they spill from you.

“Yeah, that’s it. Let it all out, baby,” Eren encourages, saccharine as always but airless. Though his own release is imminent, he refuses to allow it to happen before yours. 

He flattens his fingers against his cock, pressing and adding delicious pressure. He proves how heavy, how hard, he is for you—how much better he’d feel inside you. The mere thought of it makes you groan. You push back on him instinctively, arching your back as you teeter on the edge of your undoing.

“So fucking hot,” Eren grunts, thrusting as if he were truly fucking you. He meets you each time you bear down on him, his pelvis slapping against you as his hips rise from the bed. “So fucking hot.”

That familiar feeling fizzes in your stomach, swarmy and radiating through you. It sparks in the tips of your fingers, even in your toes, and then your orgasm rips through you. Your entire being tenses, fists knotting themselves into the sheets and eyes screwing shut. The pleasure is white-hot and leaves you with stars behind your eyelids.

Eren urges you to open your eyes. “Keep ‘em on me while you come.” 

You try your best; you don’t let your eyes roll back. What’s hidden behind your fluttering lashes is pornographic. Your soaked thighs—his soaked thighs. You don’t even want to think about the blankets below you. 

You curse and cry his name. You look ruined, with eyebrows pinched and pulled together, your mouth hanging open like you want to scream out your orgasm. Eren crudely imagines how wrecked you’d look, how much better you’d feel, if you were coming with him inside you.

Your knees snap together, thighs sealing shut around his cock. He continues to fuck between them, against your pulsing, oversensitive pussy. Your body is spent and shaking, and he is right there with you. The sinewy muscles of his chest flex as he builds toward his climax.

“God, fuck,” Eren pants. “I’m gonna come, baby. Gonna come all over this pussy.”

When he does, it’s with his head thrown back and a beautiful groan. His body is flush with yours, his cock spilling across your legs. Come drips down the creases of your thighs, smearing with the last few pumps as he draws out every drop. He can’t believe he could feel so good from something as pathetic as grinding.

Your body lies limp, sprawling across the bed with your legs still draped over him. You wait for some post-horny clarity to smack you across the face, but the only slap you feel is the truth: you deserve better. You aren’t going back.

You stay there, waiting for the rise and fall of your chest to settle. One moment, you’re staring at the ceiling, then blink, Eren’s above you, taking your cheek in his hand. His fingers curl around the side of your face before he places his mouth on yours. He’s soft, both how he feels and how he kisses you, with lips slotted perfectly against yours, coaxing them open with his tongue.

You finally let him touch you this way; you kiss him back. You wrap your arms around his neck, and you wish for the moment to stay, just for a little longer.

#eren x reader #eren jaeger x reader #eren yeager x reader #eren one shot #eren smut #aot x reader

[sinnamorolly]

plug!ony hcs

as you wish anon😩🫴🏾

ony is definitely the rich plug. the type of to always be in a nice ass car and dont give a fuck abt people being in his business fr.

always wearing his signature pearly white smile with a couple teeth covered in gold. his ears and neck always donning diamonds that compliment the tattoos running up his neck too well.

he don’t usually invite customers into his car but he always pulls up and nods for you to get in whenever you order.

he never rly charged you for anything at all, although when you were a new customer you insisted on paying him (that didnt last long LMFAO)

you dont rly remember how these sessions started, but you just started spending more and more time in his car until you were placing orders just to see him. you would always make sure that you were looking all pretty and wearing a cute top that sat your breasts up real nice.

ony on the other hand could tell you the exact outfit you wore the first day you placed an order down to the socks. his ass was shell shocked to say the least!

will usually roll for you (and pearl tf outta that bitch may i add) and smoke with you while some RnB plays. you’ll usually tell him abt your day or your plans for the night. once ur done and ready to leave you throw your arms around him and kiss his cheek before pulling back to bat your lashes and say “goodnight ony” to which he replies “night baby” (safe to say you were going around SCREAMING my man after the first time he said that)

he ends up really becoming ur man once he paints that pretty face of yours in the back of his lambo. he was alr planning on asking u to be his girl, but you bet him to smoke you out and one thing inevitably led to another. maybe it was the way you throated every inch or the way you sucked on his balls like they were your favorite candy. but he definitely came back the next day with your favorite flowers, food, and a gold necklace with “ony” on it.

BONUS: shotgunning w this man is so sexy. he would put you square in his lap before grabbing your neck and blowing his smoke into your mouth. he’ll give you a light peck before trailing kisses along your neck to leave some big ass marks in case any niggas miss the necklace💀

#*•.​pen game.•* #anime #writing #aot x you #anime and manga #aot x y/n #ony x black reader #aot onyankopon #onyankopon snk #onyankopon x black y/n #onyankapon #onyankopon x reader #attack on titan one shot #attack on titan #onyankopon smut #onyankopon fluff #aot x black reader #aot eren yeager #aot x reader #aot fanfiction #aot smut #aot drabbles

[fieryland]

Walking in on stepbro!eren fucking his best friend Jean is all that’s been on my mind. Coming home a little too early and rolling your eyes at your big brothers moans, assuming he was fucking some random chick he picked up off the street. It wasn’t until you heard a chain of male moans that your curiosity came over you. You edge towards the crack of his bedroom door and watch as Eren has Jean bent over, pounding him from behind as he grinds back against him.

“Fuck, Jean,” Eren groans, hair completely out of his bun and behind his ear— showing off his set of piercings as he keeps his grip on Jean’s hips. “Fuckin’ love this tight little ass.”

You can barely stand straight. Just squeezing your thighs together at how fucking good they both looked and having to place your hand on the door was enough to alert them of your presence. Eren looks your way, biting his lip through a smile and raising his eyebrow as a way to beckon you over. You hesitate, but you step inside once you notice he doesn’t stop fucking Jean. The slapping sound of skin against skin had you ridiculously soaked and warm all over your skin as you couldn’t help but come closer.

“Like what you see, sis?” Eren teases as he lands a harsh slap to Jeans ass. “You should try it, he likes it.” although it seemed like more of a command than a suggestion, you do as you’re told and bring your hands to his perfectly round ass, kneading it and slapping it every so often while he moaned and whined right next to you.

That’s when Eren pulls out, taps his dick against Jean’s plump ass and takes turns with both of you; fucking you and spitting in your mouth as you face him— you were completely drunk off the size of his cock and his quick pace that you barely even heard him talking to Jean. “Shit, yeah. You like watching me fuck my little sis, Jean?“ he rasps, taking his best friends cock into his hand and giving it a few pumps before tightening his grip on your thigh. “Fuck, her pussy’s as good as yours.” he leans down to kiss you, keeping up his pace while Jean watches with his cock desperately leaking precum.

Then it was Jean inside you, giving you sloppier yet still desperate strokes, holding your waist and sucking on your hot tongue as you played with Eren’s balls beside you. “She’s tight, right? My little sis is tight?” he strokes himself, watching intently. “Tell me how much you love pounding her little cunt.” he demands after setting Jean straight, forcing his tongue deep inside his throat and drooling all over each other. “I love it,” Jean mumbles “s’ fuckin’ much, I love how she squeezes me.” he continues his pace.

It ends with you and Jean laid out like literal dogs in heat in front of Eren, letting him pound both of you back and forth, a few strokes here and a few strokes there, it became all too much. So much so to the point where he was moaning your name to Jean, and Jean’s name to yours.

#this was originally supposed to be a one shot #eren x reader #aot #attack on titan #eren #eren jaeger #eren jaeger headcanons #eren jaeger x reader #eren jeager smut #eren smut #eren x black reader #eren yeager x reader #eren yeager #shingeki no kyojin #snk #eren aot #eren yeager smut #aot eren #eren x black y/n #eren x you #eren yeager headcanons #eren x black fem!reader #eren x jean #jean kirschtein x reader #jean kirschtein smut #jean kirschtein #jean x reader smut #jean x reader #jean x black reader #erejean

[lxvxwritings]

Eren, my friend...

Pairing: Eren x reader

Word count: 4k 

Summary: Your boyfriend doesn’t acknowledge your presence, but Eren does, and he was going to do anything to make you leave him.  

Themes: CHEATING READER (with Eren), modern au, afab!reader, mentions of getting high and weed

Tw: infidelity (i don’t condone cheating, DON’T cheat, but eren’s so fine… and also don’t stay with people that treat you less that you deserve, pls <3), size kink, marking, nipple play, dry humping, thigh riding, oral (m and f receiving), cum eating, rough sex, vaginal penetration, cream pie, dirty talk, daddy kink, degradation, praising, name calling (whore, slut), pet names (princess, baby…) 

Your boyfriend was on the couch at your side not paying you any attention. You wanted to see him and he didn’t want to move, so you, as always, went to see him at his house. There was a shitty show on the tv that your boyfriend loved to watch while he was high. And he was high all the time, he preferred to smoke than to see you. And you knew it, but you decided to stay with him because you didn’t want more stress in your life, and going through a break up right now didn’t sound good. It was egotistical, but you didn’t give a shit at this point. 

You went through your text messages and saw that Eren wrote to you. That bastard… he knew he was so fine that he could have any girl he wanted, but he texted you. You knew him for years now and he was always telling you to leave your boyfriend, that he didn’t deserve you, and he was right. He didn’t deserve the woman you were, you needed someone that treated you the way a woman should be treated. 

You looked at your boyfriend and tried to make a conversation with him. 

“Hey, baby.” You said with a sweet voice, but he didn’t even look at you. You touched his arm to get his attention and the only thing he did was to move his arm so you were not touching him. You huffed, you were tired of being ignored. You crossed your arms and tried not to text Eren right now, but you knew that was not going to be possible. Your boyfriend was laughing alone watching the shitty programme while smoking a blunt, not even asking you if you wanted some. You were tired of his shit. 

You looked at your phone again and clicked on Eren’s message. Wanna hang out today? sent 17:12. R u with your shitty boyfriend again? sent 17:25

You sighed and answered him. Where do you wanna go? sent 17:45

The response came faster that you thought, not even two minutes passed by. I’ll pick you up, do you wanna watch something in my house? sent 17:46

A smile appeared on your face. I’m at my boyfriend’s, you know the address? Sure sent 17:47

I’ll be there in 15 mins, wait for me outside. sent 17:47

You waited patiently until it was time, you said your boyfriend goodbye and he didn’t dare to look at you, he was in his own world, and sooner rather than later, you were not going to be in it. 

You waited outside his house and saw Eren coming in his car to pick you up. You almost ran when you saw him and didn’t hesitate at all to get into his car. 

“Ready, darling?” said Eren with his beautiful and playful smile. You smiled at him, looking at his beautiful emerald eyes. Yes, you were ready to leave behind that bitch. He looked at his front again and started to drive home. 

“Are you going to leave him?” “Yes, not now, but maybe tomorrow or in some days. I want to think that he will try to see me or fight for me, but I think we both know that’s not going to happen.” You knew Eren was impatient for you to leave him, but now he was rather serious. “I want you to be happy, and he’s not doing it. You cried more being with him than when you were single.” He was right, but you didn’t want to think about it. 

The ride went by so fast that you thought you teletransported. Opening the door of his house, he put his hand on the small of your back, and guided you to his couch. You started to get butterflies in your stomach. You didn’t have a crush on him, right? I mean, you couldn’t think about that, but he made you so happy… only with a look he had you on your knees. But also, you knew that he was out of your league, he was a Greek god and there wasn’t a girl that didn’t have a crush on him. You both sat down, and he started to bring snacks and drinks for you to have. “What do you want to watch?” “Literally, I don’t care.” 

He put the first thing he saw, it was going to be in the background while you talked, so it didn’t matter that much. 

“I thought you couldn’t look any more beautiful, but look at you today.” He said with a grin. You knew you were red, and a little smile appeared on your face while looking at your shoes. You didn’t want to look at him because you will literally melt. “Thank you Eren, but you don’t have to lie.”

Eren’s face was contorted into a idontknowwhatyouaretalkingabout face. “What are you talking about?” 

“I mean, look at you, why are you telling me this?”

“Because you are.” his face was dead serious. He wasn’t lying. 

“Being so much with him melted your brain, princess?”

You looked at him with wide eyes. But the hot on your cheeks was not going away anytime soon. 

“You deserve someone that makes you feel beautiful and worthy, and who’ll be better than me?”

You laughed in his face, thinking that he was joking, as always. But he wasn’t. You looked at him again with big eyes. His hand caressed your cheek, and he left his hand in there, feeling you. “I could make you so happy, baby. You just have to give me a chance.” 

You knew Eren was a beast in bed but you didn’t know if he was a good lover. With all probability, he was. He was faithful to death and always treated you like a princess. Your brain was going a thousand kms per hour. You didn’t know what to do. You wanted to kiss him and for him to fuck you until you didn’t know your name. You wanted him to do whatever he wanted. And you were here for it. 

You got closer and closer until finally, your lips crashed in a rushed kiss. Eren grabbed your hips and made you straddle him, never stop kissing. Your hand moved to the back of his head, and little by little strands of his hair came out of his man bun he made everyday. His tongue was playing with your lips, asking for permission to finally taste you whole. You obliged and opened your mouth for him. Your tongue was playing with his, exploring every inch of his mouth you could, not stopping any minute to breathe. 

Your hips were slowly moving in his lap, getting both of you some friction. You moaned in Eren’s mouth because of the pleasure of his dick rubbing your pussy. Eren took advantage of your open mouth to place his tongue deeper inside of you. His hands were roaming from your hips to your waist, repeatedly. Your hand intertwined in his hair, finally letting him free from the bun he had perfectly made this morning. His hair fell in his face, and he was beautifully framed by his long and dark hair. 

Your hips couldn’t stop moving, and every now and then you moaned, not wanting to hold back, and even if you wanted you couldn’t stop, it felt so nice you wanted to be like this forever. And if the friction was that good, imagine what could happen when he fucked you sensless like all this women claimed. 

He separated from your lips to look at you. “You look so beautiful, fuck. Are you feeling how hard you are getting me?” You couldn't say anything but moan at his words. He kissed your neck, starting at the top, behind your ears. His hands were in your back, pulling you closer to him, even though that was impossible. You were so tiny in comparison to him and that made him go feral. His lips and tongue were tracing your neck, leaving marks behind. He left hickeys in the front, where everyone could see. You didn’t care that your boyfriend could see them, in fact you wanted him to know that you were Eren and Eren’s only. He passed his tongue after leaving the marks to soothe the pain. 

“‘want you to ride my thigh, would you do that for me?” He said it in his deep and lustful voice that made you do anything he wanted while looking at you with blown lust pupils. You nodded and he helped you to take your pants off. He was fully clothed and pretended to be like this, so you could grind yourself on his jeans, getting even more friction. He discarded your pants somewhere in his living room and left you with your thong. 

He pressed his finger in your clothes pussy and you whined. You were soaked. He could smell you from his seated position. Slowly, he took them off, and with his index finger he made a trail from your entrance to your clit. He had a grin on his face the whole time, he was having so much fun. He licked his finger while looking at you and you almost fainted. He looked so fucking good and your pussy started almost dripping. 

“You taste heavenly.” He said while kissing your tummy and caressing your waist. He then placed you between his leg and pressed you down. “Mmmmph” that’s all you could say. 

“So whiny just from sitting on my leg, you’re so desperate.” he was so unfair, and that just turned you on even more. He was so fucking hot you wanted to eat his dick until he came hard on your throat. 

“Move for me.” and you obliged, not wanting to wait more. Your hips started to move slowly at first, you were a little shy and he knew it. He wanted to see you flustrated. He wasn’t going to help you get off, but before letting you have fun, he pulled up your shirt (luckily for you, you were not wearing any bra) and made you bite it, so he could see your beautiful tits move with every move on your hips. Your hands were in his legs, trying not to fall. Your nipples were hard from the friction on your shirt before, and with the cold air were still perky, ready to be sucked. But Eren was mean, and he wasn’t going to give you that satisfaction, not yet. 

Your clit was rubbing perfectly in his jeans and he was adoring his view, with his arms crossed behind his head. Your spit was slowly dripping on your shirt. “You’re making a fucking mess, so fucking desperate to get off? Pathetic.” And you moaned even higher. He was making you so fucking wet. There was a stain in his jeans and it was going to be bigger. “Look at you, trying to get off by yourself. How many times were you dreaming this?” and he emphasized the sentence by clenching his leg, giving you extra friction. “MMMPH” that all you could mutter. Your eyes were closed, but you opened them just to see his beautiful face, with his long hair and that scene almost made you cum. “Fuck, what a slut you are. Are you having fun there using me?” And your eyes went to the back of your head while desperately riding his leg. You didn’t know you were into degrading, but holy shit, that was so hot. You whined while going faster, riding his leg like a bitch in heat. He was clenching his thigh from time to time to help you reach your orgasm. Finally, with a loud whimper, you came, making a mess in his thigh. He then, grabbed you and let you to his room. 

He placed you in your bed, sitting in front of his crotch. You were so fucking horny and you wanted to suck the life our of him. You palmed his erection through his jeans and kissed it. His hand was on your hair, caressing you. “So sweet for me.” You looked up at him and whined again, you didn’t know you could get to whiny. You bit your bottom lip while looking him in the eyes and undoing his belt. When the belt was done, you took off his trousers and his underwear. And oh my fucking god, he was huge. 

“Open your mouth.” And you opened your mouth to him. He placed two of his fingers in your mouth, making you gag in his long and big fingers. You were still looking at him as if you were in a trance and he couldn’t control himself. He pushed his fingers deeper, preparing you for his big and fat cock. Your spit started to gather on the corner of your lips and soon started to drool into your tits. He pushed his fingers in and out of you a couple of times before grabbing in dick and stroking himself while looking at you. 

“See how hard you make me, princess? You’re all mine.” You nodded and he smiled at you. His dick twitched at your beautiful face. His tip was leaking precum and you, as his good girl, licked it clean. The tip of your tongue pressed lightly against his slit and he hissed at the sensation. His hand on your hair tightened a little bit. You moved it in circles, never leaving the tip. Your hand was playing with his balls while the other was caressing his dick. His long, thick and veiny dick was a sight to behold. You grabbed his dick with your right hand and smeared the precum and your spit in your lips, never stopping looking at him. His mouth was a little agape, looking at you in awe. His little slut. Your juices were dripping on his bedsheets  and your cunt was clenching from the view. Eren with his long hair down made you have impure thoughts. 

Your mouth opened again to welcome his member in your warm mouth, and he let out a breathy moan. He threw his head back from the pleasure and your tongue started to work on his shaft again. You were bobbing your head back and forth and taking more of him little by little. Your tongue playing with him too. One of your hands was masturbating the part of his dick you couldn’t get in your throat while the other was playing with his balls. 

“AH.” he thrusted more into your throat, he wanted to feel his big cock contracting in it. The combo was making him crazy, you were making him crazy. “You suck cock so fucking well, I’ll make sure that, no- no one gets to try it ever a-again.” His moans were getting higher every time. You loved how he had no shame and was so vocal. His pretty voice was getting strained from the pleasure and you swallowed more of him. He started to thrust in your mouth, chasing his high, but he wasn’t going to cum in your mouth, not today. 

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” He stopped and pushed you a little to get his cock out of your mouth. “Want you to cum in my mouth.” you said to him with big puppy eyes. “As much as I want to, I’m going to fill you up full of my cum until it’s dripping out of your pussy.” Your eyes widened and your pussy clench at his words. Without another word grabbed you from your waist and laid you down on his bed. 

He towered over you, and his arms were on each side of your head. He lowered himself to kiss you one more time. His kisses were demanding and you couldn’t stop the thoughts of other women getting the same treatment that you were getting now. But you discarded that feeling, now you had to enjoy every second that you could with this man right there. 

His arms were flexed, supporting his weight trying not to crush you and you couldn’t help but to touch them. He was strong, everybody knew that, but touching his clenched arms made you even wetter, and he knew it. Both of your spit was drooling into your chin, Eren’s tongue was discovering all of your mouth again. Your hand was on the back of his head, grabbing some of his hair that was framing his gorgeous face. 

He separated himself from your mouth and a string of saliva was connecting you two. He smirked with his mischievous smile that got all the girls wet, and his mouth trailed down to your cleavage. His hand roamed the valley of your breast while his tongue was making his way towards your nipples. 

“So fucking beautiful. Look at these tits, all mine.” And after that, the tip of his tongue was playing with your left nipple. “Ah, Eren…”. You were a mess, so wet and so horny. Eren’s tongue continued playing with your nipple while slightly biting it. “Fuck, more!” You wanted everything of him. And he obliged, biting again and soothing the little pain he caused you with his warm tongue. The right hand was playing with your other boob, not wanting to leave you unattended. He was twisting and flicking it and you were going to cum. 

“Eren, Eren… gonna cum.” 

“Your nipples are so sensitive… I'm gonna have fun with you.” And again that beautiful and mischievous smile of his. He didn’t stop playing with them and he wasn’t going to stop anytime soon. 

“Eren…” 

“Tell me, my slut.”

Fuck, you craved his dick inside your wet pussy. You needed him or you were going to combust. 

“Mmmphh, p-please, Eren, please.” You couldn’t think, your brain was like mush, you didn’t have any coherent thoughts, only his dick. His fingers were flicking your nipples and your hand started to travel to your clit, you needed some friction. But Eren stopped your hand midway. 

“What do you think you’re doing, mh? Use your words.”

“Please.”

“Use your words or I’ll stop,”

“Fuck me Eren, I need your big cock inside my fucking pussy, pleasee.”

“That’s my girl. That wasn’t that hard, was it?”

He laughed, and he gave you what you craved. He took off his shirt first, and you could see his abs, the most beautiful boy ever. Your eyes half closed because you were so, so horny that that’s the only thing you could do. He took two fingers and wetted them in your juices, so he could stroke his dick better. You moaned desperately. Finally, he took his dick with one hand, while the other hand was at the side of your head, and placed the tip of his dick in your entrance. He was going slow, because he was big, and didn’t want to hurt you, but you were so wet that it wasn’t a problem. 

You both moaned at the sensation. Your wetness involving his dick, and you clenched your pussy at the sensation. 

“Fuck, do that again.” And you did it. You clenched your pussy for him, making him moan in response. His pace was slow but steady, ready to destroy your pussy whenever you were ready. 

“Eren, faster, please, please, please.” You chanted the last word like your life depended on it. “I’m gonna destroy your pussy, is that what a whore like you wants? Fuck.” And his strokes got faster and harder. 

“AH YESYESYESYES.” your head was backwards and your mouth was in a o shape. Every thrust he gave made you moan, the harder they were the higher the moan. Your hands were clenching his sheets, his hair was falling in your face. You were in heaven. He was fucking you so hard, you needed his dick like that, you wanted more and more. 

“I feel you clenching, going to cum for me? For daddy? I can feel my dick inside of you” And he pressed one hand in your tummy to feel the outline of his dick inside of you.

Oh my god. You were going to die of pleasure. His deep voice dirty talking to you got your pussy gushing with your sweetness. “Yes, daddy, fuck me more, I’m gonna come!” 

His thumb was circling your little clit, giving you the extra friction you needed to cum on Eren’s cock. After some seconds you came hard, with a cry and your eyes closed. His thrust didn’t stutter, he was giving you what you deserved. Your pussy was wetter than ever and even you thought that was impossible. You got sensitive but didn’t want to stop. Eren got your legs and put them on his shoulders, folding you into his bed. That new position allowed him to fuck you deeper and harder. “S-s too m-much!” 

“You fucking love it, don’t you? Love it when I fuck you deep and hard, giving you all my cum.”

His hips were starting to stutter, he was so close, your pussy made just for him, so tight and warm, he was going to fill you up to the brim. “I’m going to cum inside that pussy.” You were begging him to, and he wasn’t going to deny you that. 

After some more thrusts, he spilled his cum inside of you. You felt how he filled you entirely. His breath was uneven, but oh, he wanted to do it again. He took his dick out of you and you whined, because you felt so empty without him inside of you…

But he wasn’t finished. He got down on you and started to eat you out. His cum was mixed with your arousal and he moaned at the flavour. “Eren, oh fuck.” He started to lick you clean, not leaving anything behind. He folded your legs again, to have more access to his sweet pussy. His tongue on your entrance was going in and out, getting everything inside of you in his tongue. Swallowing everything. He was so vocal the vibrations were sending you to the edge again. After everything was clean, he played with your clit again, making you cum all over his face, and oh god didn’t he love that. 

“Eren...” your voice was tired and filled with lust. He got up from below you and kissed you eagerly again. His tongue filled with both of your cum, salty and tangy, all together. You moaned at the taste. Making out like this was something you would’ve never guessed. And you loved it. 

“Please, baby, break up with your boyfriend.” Eren said between kisses. Your boyfriend wasn’t even on your mind, but that was the signal you needed to break up with that asshole. 

Masterlist

#eren #eren jaeger #eren smut #eren x reader #eren jaeger smut #eren yeager #eren x reader smut #eren x y/n #eren x you #eren x y/n smut #eren x you smut #eren one shot #attack on titan smut #attack on titan #aot x reader #aot x y/n #aot smut #aot x you #snk x reader #snk x y/n #snk smut #snk x you #eren aot #eren snk #modern au #modern au eren

[thereticx]

៚𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌

inspired by this song

pairing: Eren Jaeger x Reader

summary: Eren Jaeger shows his face again after a whole year away, recovering from the mess that was yours' breakup. Summer was already here and with it there's no escaping one another.

warnings: break up, ex's to lovers, cheating rumors, sexual themes, slight body talk

author's note: first attempt to write something that includes a song so I hope this isn't terrible (also the first one shot with smut after some time)

✎"Darling, you need to eat something. Please" Carla's voice rang through the massive room where she and her son stood for almost an hour trying to enjoy some good food. She hated seeing him like this, empty and absent.

Eren played with the fork while slowly raising his eyes to face his mother. He tried to mimic a smile as best as he could, maybe just maybe, she'll let it go "I'm not that hungry I ate before I got here"

The long ride to his mother's house gave him enough time to put himself together, to put up a front, convincing enough in order to not raise suspicions. But he forgot that it's his mother. Carla could read him like an open book, she was able to break through his facade and see him.

"Sweetheart, did you break up? Or is it something else? You know you can—"

"Yeah, we did" The boy felt how tears were about to fall from his eyes. God, he hated crying. It made him weak and hopeless. A single question was enough to take him back to that day where all went downhill.

「Hand over heart, I'm praying

That I'm gonna make it out alive 」

"Three years, Eren! Three damn years!" Your mouth tasted the salty tears that slipped over your chapped lips, then it hit you "Why?"

Eren stood in front of you, his eyes scanning your form. Your beautiful face was coated with tears and your eyes were tinted red from all the emotions flowing through them. Those eyes he got lost in every night held so much pain, so much betrayal, for him.

"Baby…please.. I can explain, just—" His trembling hands reached out for you, taking your face in them, his thumb brushing away a droplet of water. Eren's touch was so comforting yet so strange in that moment. You didn't know what to do, how to react. Part of you wanted to slap him so hard he would feel the sting for days, but another part wanted to give up. It was quite tempting to fall into his arms, to let him taste your lips and whisper what you so desperately wanted to hear.

「You got me scattered in pieces

Shining like stars and screaming」

No it's not right. You couldn't offer him your forgiveness not this time. With a shaky breath you managed to break everything you two have built. Every happy moment where you were laughing together, kissing, undressing everything crumbled. To say it hurt like hell was an understatement. It felt horrible. Eren felt his heart hurt, his chest moving up and down so fast he couldn't breathe properly "Please don't….please"

「This is a modern fairy tale

No happy endings」

That day haunted you for weeks on end. You grew to miss him so—so much that nothing had meaning in your life without him.

Eren was the air you breathed, he was the sun that warmed you up whenever you had a messed up day, when you wanted to smash everything in your sight and just hysterically cry.

He would warm you up with his little smirk that showcased perfect teeth, coming to embrace you and kiss your eyelids, your hair and finally your lips. There, he spent a good amount of time, swallowing every regret you had for the day and every bad thought. His lips were so gentle and sweet you couldn't resist. His fingers playing with the hem of your shorts while saying "Let me love you, baby"

And who were you to deny him?

「The bed's getting cold and you're not here

The future that we hold is so unclear

But I'm not alive until you call

And I'll bet the odds against it all」

The body that laid beside you was unknown, strange. Your soul refused to acknowledge it. The burning feeling you once got from Eren touching you, now it was locked up. There's no such thing as pleasure anymore. Only the gods now, you tried to love him. Your new boyfriend. You really did try.

If only he knew what was going on through your head a few hours ago when you had sex. If only he knew the boy who stole your mind and heart was far—far away and still you felt him so close.

His old shirts were kept in your closet, his ring that he had given you on your first year anniversary was kept beside you on your nightstand.

「There's a million reasons why I should give you up

But the heart wants what it wants」

Nights were the worst. In those moments you felt like the most. Your body tingles when you wear his clothes and when you click on the album you're faced with thousands of memories. All of them printed on your mind that when you close your eyes you're able to see him.

「You got me sippin' on something

I can't compare to nothing」

"Eren…this is my boyfriend" A knife ripped his skin and struck his heart. Was this really happening? He shook his hand trying to be as polite as possible but deep down he wanted to break your boyfriend's head and steal you away from him.

Eren was dressed handsomely but adapted to the hot weather. He had his key necklace hidden under his shirt and a smaller one sitting right at the base of his neck. His arms were decorated with bracelets all of them from the time you went to parties together but what really caught your attention was the ring he wore. The one you bought him when he turned nineteen.

He always wore it, even at the gym. Despite the fact that it left nasty marks on his finger, he didn't dare take it off.

When you trailer your eyes up his form you caught his eyes. You could see the pain and regret was still there, but he restrained himself from making a move. His body just couldn't move. You saw the innerbattle he endured seeing you with another man. It was hard for you too, because if he was to take your hand in his right then and there you'll give in and abandon your morals.

Please do it.

He didn't.

「But then you disappear and make me wait

And every second's like torture」

This was a terrible idea. You shouldn't be here with him. Not alone. It's not like you didn't trust him, you didn't trust yourself.

"So, about that thing. I didn't cheat on you. Historia just got into a fight with Ymir and I hugged her. That's all" Eren felt like it was too late to explain everything. But he had hope that you'll take him back.

「Save your advice 'cause I won't hear

You might be right, but I don't care

There's a million reasons why I should give you up

But the heart wants what it wants

The heart wants what it wants」

You smashed your cold lips against his, licking his lower lip to ask for entrance. His hands cupped your face keeping you so close your breaths became one. The taste of him was so addicting you desperately wanted to rip his clothes off.

"What about him?" He whispered, opening his eyes to scan your reaction. You smiled "The only one I care about right now is you. So, shut up and kiss me"

(the two of you broke up before this)

His arms lifted you by the hips and wrapped your legs around his waist. You felt him smirk against your neck, pressing wet hungry kisses. You tilted your head to the side allowing Eren to mark your neck. Your fingers were in his hair taking out his hair tie and letting the long strands of hair to rest on his shoulders "Eren..please"

"I know baby, I know" With one kiss pressed on your lips he laid you down on his bed sheets, admiring your body. You were curvier than he remembered, more beautiful if that was even possible.

Eren removed his shirt, his torso and abs on full display. He let your finger travel on his pecks while he rested his forehead on yours "I fucking missed you" Your touch raised goosebumps on his whole body and his pants were tighter with every second.

You sat up discarding your clothes along with your bra and underwear. You kept your thighs together to stop the slick from slipping further down your legs.

Eren watched you with hungry eyes when he noticed something. Your arms were around your middle, to hide something. He leaned in, taking your lips in his, meeting your tongue. You couldn't escape him. His overwhelming presence made you remove your arms from around you and pull him in, working your way to get him out of his pants.

Eren gripped his dick in his hand aligning with your entrance. His slit moved briefly up and down teasing you "Eren please.." You raised your hips to get some kind of friction.

The boy gripped your hips and stopped your movements "Tell me if it hurts" He pushed his tip inside, making you gripp the bedsheets. It's been a long time since he had been inside you and your now ex boyfriend wasn't even near as big as Eren.

He pushed forward making you close your eyes to stop the tears from building up "Relax baby I'm almost halfway"

Halfway?

"Eren it hurts—" Upon hearing you, he moved no more. His hands grabbed yours and squeezed them "Shh…you're doing so good love..so good" You opened your eyes seeing him look at you with so much love and admiration. He was painfully hard but still he took it slow for you.

His thumb drew circles on your hand while he whispered "Do you remember the first time we did it? You took me so good. Fuck, this pussy is perfect baby. You're perfect"

While he talked you were so focused that you didn't pay attention to the pain anymore "Can I move?"

Oh..

You slowly nodded your head and felt Eren's thrusts. His movements were slow but deep. Your walls hugged him so good he felt like cumming right then.

"Oh fuck—" He picked up the pace, making you see stars. His dick went deeper with every movement reaching your g spot.

You arched your back feeling your orgasm build up "Eren I'm about to cum" He let go of your arms letting you wrap them around his neck. You rested your face in the crook of his neck, panting.

Eren felt your pussy clench around him as your orgasm hit you "That's it baby. Let it go" He put his hand on the back of your head, stroking your hair while he kissed your hair line.

When he pulled out of you, your juices where running down your inner thighs "No..you didn't get to cum"

He laughed sweetly pecking your lips "Don't worry about me—"

But you didn't listen. You pushed him on the bed, your lips kissing him lower and lower, reaching his still hard dick.

You looked up at him and god, he was about break. His hair stuck to his handsome face, his cheeks reddening. He was embarrassed.

You started kissing his dick from the base until you reached his tip. Your tongue came in contact with the precum and didn't hesitate to take him in all the way.

"Fuck—fuck" You felt his fingers grip your hair while he held you there for a second. He didn't apply pressure letting you do whatever.

You moved your head up and down, your tongue flat against his dick. He wasn't able to contain himself and thrusted up in your mouth "Don't stop fuck—"

You didn't dare to. Your hand squeezed his balls while you went faster. His moans were getting louder which indicated that he was close. Eren wasn't the one to shy away when having sex. He was as loud as he wanted.

His dick hit the back of your throat, releasing his load.

He watched you swallow his cum. You crawled on top of him kissing him. He trapped you with his arms, his lips biting your earlobe "I love you, Y/N"

You didn't reply with words but rather you kissed his jaw resting your head on his chest.

I love you

He knew that. You didn't have to speak.

For him it was enough that you were there.

That night the two of you made a promise. Through breathless moments you admitted to yourselves that…..

「The heart wants what it wants, baby

It wants what it wants, baby」

Your hearts want one another.

#fanfic #x reader #anime #snk #aot #attack on titan #eren yeager #eren x reader #one shot #eren smut #eren jaeger #eren jaeger smut #eren x you #eren x y/n #shingeki no kyoujin imagine #snk eren

[harunovella]

could i be more obvious? ; e.y.

synopsis: It felt as if Eren spent his life chasing after you, but with bad luck came bad results... that is until a near fatal incident finally brings the two of you together. Of course, that was all thanks to his alter ego, Spider-Man... and who would've guessed that the man behind the mask was the man you had been crushing on, too? | spider-man!eren x fem!reader

cw: modern setting (high school/senior year), mutual pining + first dates (if that's even a warning?), loss of virginity/first times, oral (m → f), fingering, hand jobs... idk if i'm missing any! (MDNI!)

wc: 13k+

an: crossposting this on tumblr as I've been solely writing on ao3 only but thought I'd start putting my work on here too! this honestly was insp by a dream i had so don't mind me, i love the idea of spidey eren; title inspo ♥

Having a brain for a best friend was always a bonus when they helped advanced your super suit—at least, that was the case for Eren Yeager. Armin insisted in many necessary additions to (what once was) Eren's cheesy version of his spidey suit. Or, as he liked to call it, Mark I. A vibration was felt against his hip as he was in the midst of disarming one of the five thieves surrounding him. "Do you all mind if I get that?" He asked as he lifted a finger, his other now outstretched as a web had shot out and blocked one of the criminals from pulling the trigger.

The men all exchanged looks in confusion as the masked vigilante—hero—reached to his side and pulled out his sleek, smartphone. "What the hell—"

Pulling back and flicking his wrist as a web silence of the thug who spoke, Eren tapped the answer button after reading the name. "Armin, now is not the time, I'm in the middle of handling a robbery."

"Right now? You're about to miss prom!"

Growing wide eyed—as the white eyes of his mask grew, too—Eren cursed, "shit, I lost track of time!"

The sound of a gun shot and multiple whoa's on Armin's end caused him to gasp, "Eren, be careful!"

"Eren, you better not be endangering yourself!" Mikasa exclaimed.

"I— I'm okay!" Eren panted, dodging bullets before swiping his leg and knocking the man firing off his feet. Slinging some webs, yanking away the weapons, Eren kept his phone against his head, "I'll be there soon! I promise!" He shouted, hung up and webbed up the five men together. Hanging them upside down from the bank's ceiling, the crowd that was hidden cheered.

Letting out a sigh as he heard the police sirens, he took a few steps back to eye his work—he loved hanging up criminals from his webs. It made them look like they were about to be feasted on.

Turning away and eyeing the civilians that now stood from their hiding spaces, he saluted them, "your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man saved the day, yet again!" Waving, he looked out the window to see a collection of police cars lining up. Turning his attention down to his phone, he gasped at the time. "Shit— Gotta go!" He waved at the civilians before rushing out through a hole in the wall caused by the robbers.

"Spider-Man saved us!" A kid shouted as Eren rushed into the nearby alley, smiling to himself before he stopped at a dumpster. Reaching behind it and pulling out his duffle bag, he quickly removed his mask and pulled on his prom suit. Tucking his mask into the inner pocket of his jacket, Eren haphazardly tied back his hair before fleeing the area.

"Sometimes I wish we didn't know our best friend was a superhero," Armin said as he rubbed his face while Mikasa stood beside him on the balcony. "It's like living every day unsure of whether or not we will see him again."

"He'll be fine," the grey eyed young woman nodded. "I know he will." Hearing a grunt come from behind them, the two instantly turned, eyes now wide. "Did you really fly around in that?" Mikasa pointed at the suit the man before her was wearing.

Eyeing himself, Eren nodded with a smirk, "not a single scratch. Quite impressive."

Sighing, Mikasa walked over and fixed his hair, pushing aside the loose strands that were scattered all over his forehead. "What if someone saw you?" She asked, concerned.

Shaking his head, Eren buttoned up his jacket as Mikasa handed him his favorite rings. Slipping them on while Armin patted down his suit, he rolled his eyes, "not when I'm stories high. You can barely tell what the hell I'm even wearing."

"Yeah, well, with the cameras today, anyone can spot you," Armin shook his head before rounding his best friend, making sure nothing seemed out of place. Then, he handed him an emerald green tie, "I knew you'd forget it."

"Thanks, 'Min," Eren smiled as he tied up his tie around his shirt's collar, "what would I do without the two of you?"

"Perish," Mikasa casually said as Armin chuckled. "Let's get going, we only have our senior prom once." Turning and walking ahead as Armin took her side, Eren followed shortly after.

Mikasa was in a deep burgundy gown with a slit that her leg peeked through. The straps of her dress were thin and crossed at the back as she held a small matching clutch. Her lipstick—to no surprise just like her hair and nails—all black. It was her. Armin, on the other hand, wore a dark blue tuxedo and had a grey bow tie to adorn it. Eren? He stuck to a simple black suit, not needing anything fancy when he wasn't sure if and when he'd have to rip it right off. Of course he kept his super-suit on underneath, it was like second skin at this point.

"Wow..." the three said in awe, eyeing the ballroom with its large chandeliers and a flashing disco ball above the dance floor. The lights were dim and the decorations of stars and constellations made it feel like they were in a planetarium. Under the Night Sky was the theme their class voted on. So, as expected, many were wearing silvers, blacks, and any other matching shades.

"You guys!" A voice called out as the trio looked over, spotting a familiar face wave their hand. "I got us all a table!"

"Hey Sasha!" Armin waved as the three walked over, noticing that her boyfriend—Niccolo—and Jean were already seated. "Where's Connie?"

"On the dance floor with the ladies already," Jean pointed with his thumb as the trio looked over to see that Connie was—in fact—dancing with a group of girls who cheered him on. "For a man who attracts that kind of attention, it amazes me how he never gets laid."

"Does it really surprise you?" Sasha asked as she had taken her seat and began stuffing her face with appetizers. "I mean, he's an idiot."

"You're one to talk," Jean teased.

"I have a boyfriend!" She exclaimed, mouth full as Niccolo patted her shoulder, mumbling for her to calm down so she wouldn't choke. The couple matched, Sasha in a canary yellow, backless gown as Niccolo's bow tie was the same color.

Jean, on the other hand, wore a simple black tuxedo—one Connie apparently got the same of—as both wore ties in matching colors. Jean was pissed, to say the least, when he saw Connie had the same look, claiming he just got inspiration from him. It also didn't help that Jean had a burgundy tie to coincidentally match Mikasa, but now it looked like he was there with Connie as his date. "Don't even say it," the young man with the mullet spoke as Eren's eyes bounced between him and a wild Connie dancing afar.

Lifting up his hands in defense, Eren walked over and took the open seat beside him, knowing very well Jean was saving it for Mikasa. "Thanks for saving me a seat, Jean boy."

"You bastard, you know it's for Mikasa," Jean mumbled through tight teeth, earning a pat on the shoulder from the green eyed man next to him.

Taking a seat next to Eren, Mikasa looked up at Armin to see he was in a trance. Following his eyes and spotting Annie in the distance speaking to Hitch, Mikasa smiled, "go say hi to her."

Blinking with a blush, Armin nodded, "right... I'll— I'll be right back."

Turning his head to see what Mikasa and Armin were talking about, Eren's eyes landed on the small group in the distance. Annie standing with Hitch as they spoke beside another table. Said table had Bertolt, Porco, Colt, Pieck, and... "Where's Reiner?" Eren asked, eyes searching the crowd.

"Looks like he just got here with your girlfriend," Jean smirked, punching Eren's arm as the brunet hissed and flicked Jean's forehead.

"Asshole," turning in his seat and eyeing the entrance, Eren's eyes landed on the broad man walking in with a smirk on his lips. Reiner easily towered everyone around him, including the woman on his arm... you. Eren's heart skipped a beat. Your gown was insanely gorgeous, but not as gorgeous as you looked. The tied up spaghetti straps, the sheer green fabric of the skirt that had shimmering designs beneath, a matching shawl... oh, how you looked like a princess. It didn't help that you were wearing a green much like the tie he had been wearing. Definitely a coincidence... it wasn't like you knew, anyway.

"Don't stare," Mikasa patted Eren's arm as he blinked, unable to peel his eyes from you, your soft makeup and that updo of yours that had strands of hair framing your face. An arm snaked around your waist, pulling you in as Reiner held you close. That should have been him by your side. "Eren, you're being obvious..."

"She looks so beautiful..." he whispered, watching as you and Reiner greeted people, walking by his table and saying quick hello's before moving along. "Oh, god, she smells amazing—"

"How the hell did you get that?" Jean asked with a look of disgust on his face, Eren turning and glaring at him.

"Dumbass, she walked right by! It hit me!" He hissed.

"Damn, Eren, that could've been you if you didn't have such bad luck," Sasha pointed out, finishing her second plate as Eren sighed.

"Thanks for the reminder..." He groaned, slouching in his seat as his eyes shifted back to the direction you went in... watching you enjoy the night.

It seemed that was all he was destined to do at prom: watch you have fun with everyone but him.

Mikasa had insisted he get up and enjoy the evening, dance and be entertained, but Eren found himself sulking. Sinking deeper and deeper into his seat the more he eyed you. It was embarrassing at how long he had, occasionally looking away when you turned in his direction. He knew he should've joined his friends—hell, even Armin was having the time of his life on the dance floor with everyone else—but he had pictured this night so differently.

If it wasn't for the fact that he always had bad timing with you, maybe then he would've already had you long ago.

Eren wasn't much of an outcast or someone to look past, he made a name for himself all those years ago in junior high, back when he was chaotic. Always getting himself into some new mishap, always the center of attention with his eccentric personality. Of course, now as a young adult at the lovely age of 18, he liked to believe he was much more mature than he was then. Though, still a bit of an odd ball, he was well rounded. Mikasa and Armin would always be his best friends, but there was no denying that he had friends all over the school. Ranging from different ages and groups, he was quite the social butterfly. He knew so many people, he caught the hearts of so many girls... yet, he could never have yours.

Turning down various girls who asked him to dance as he stubbornly moped in his seat, Eren watched as his friends danced together to the upbeat music. Smiles plastered on their faces as they jumped and laughed altogether. Mikasa broke out of her shell alongside Armin as Sasha and Connie circled them with foolish movements that had the group in tears. Just as the upbeat tempo had everyone bouncing around, it soon slowed and turned into a smooth number. Jean took Mikasa to a side as Niccolo brought Sasha with him. Armin shyly approached Annie while other couples paired up. Eren's eyes (once again) landed on you as you stood to the side and watched happily.

How come you weren't joining in with Reiner?

Looking around for your supposed date for the evening, Eren sucked on his teeth before rolling his eyes at the sight of Reiner talking up a storm to Historia. Now's my chance, he thought as he stood from his seat and approached you. You stood with your hands held together before you, a gentle smile on your lips before your head turned at the sound of Eren clearing his throat. "May I have this dance?"

Eyeing the brunet before you, your eyes trailed over to the blond who was meant to be the one asking. Your shoulders dropped as you sighed at the sight of him so close and personal with Historia, though knowing fairly well he almost stood no chance. It wasn't like you had a raging crush on Reiner, he was a nice guy, but he was nothing more than your prom date. He had asked you. Why couldn't he act like the prom date he was supposed to be?

Noticing the way a small frown took on your lips, Eren bit on his own. This wouldn't have happened if he had asked you. This wouldn't have happened if he wasn't always being interfered whenever it came to you.

It all started back then in junior high; when he was the class trouble maker and you were the star student. He knew he was out of your league, being the chaotic boy he was, but that didn't stop him from falling head over heels for you: the teacher's pet. Eren always found himself in the messiest situations, and when he had, you always so happened to be there. Watching, eyeing him with such disappointment. His smiles always faded at that. Somehow, you always caught him at his worst but was nowhere to be seen at his best.

If it wasn't Eren being scolded outside of classrooms or in the principle's office, it was him getting his ass beaten—alongside Armin, Jean, and Connie—in a stupid Fight Club made for a bunch of 13 year old boys. And, like aways, you walked by at the perfect moment with your little group of friends to see him getting his ass handed to him.

Instead of making a good impression, to get you enamored in him, it always ended up being Eren embarrassing himself in front of you. He knew it was karma for how immature he was, why else wouldn't you give him the time of day? He was reckless, a ball of fire... and no matter how many times he tried to get you to be his, something always got in the way. Another mess to be dragged into, another look of shame from you.

Snapping out of his thoughts as he gazed down at you, Eren noticed the way your lips parted, how you were just about to speak before a tall blond interfered. "Let's dance," Reiner grinned as he took your hand and pulled you to the dance floor, leaving Eren there with tight fists and barred teeth. You gave him a sympathetic look before you were lost in the crowd. Reiner did it on purpose, he must've.

"Hey, let's get some punch!" Armin said as he popped out of nowhere, Mikasa appearing as well as she gently pulled Eren away.

"Always a loser, huh? Can never get the girl, can you, Eren?" Jean laughed, earning a threatening scowl from Eren.

"I'm going to get some air for a bit, you guys enjoy the night, don't worry about me," the brunet said, eyes low as he gently peeled off Mikasa's hand before walking away.

Wanting to follow, Armin gently tugged her back, "let him be... he's been struggling all night."

"But..." stopping herself, Mikasa nodded. "Fine..."

It didn't take long for Eren to slip past the crowd of students spread throughout the entrance of the ballroom. He took the first elevator that opened, slid in, and leaned his back against the glass wall. Rubbing his face with a sigh, Eren thought about you. Thought about how pointless it was to have a stupid crush on you for so long. Thought about how everyone was about to graduate and move on with their lives and he'd still be pinning over you. Maybe he shouldn't have come to prom. Maybe he should've just kept on being the good superhero he was and find another person in distress. It wasn't like fighting crime was uncommon, hell, he could do it right now. All he had to do was swing around and find someone in need within seconds.

Hearing the elevator ding as he snapped out of his thoughts, Eren made his way into the lobby and out the front doors. A gust of wind greeted him as he made his way down the long steps, stopping at the last few before sitting down. He just needed a breather, a moment to collect himself, to stop being such a pathetic man. Slow dances would end, everything would go back to normal. Maybe then he could distract himself with his friends, take photos in the photo booth, entertain their we have to do everything at prom since it only happens once! desires. He'd be a good friend and stop sulking around. Yeah, he just needed to breathe in some fresh (city) air, star gaze the few stars the light pollution allowed him to see, and force you out of his head.

Yet, not thinking about you was near impossible. You were on his mind 24/7. You were all he thought about when his thoughts weren't filled with his future and his alter ego. Why couldn't he just let you go? After trying for so long, after all the missed opportunities, all the signs that told him you were never meant to be... why couldn't he just give up? Why did he have to be so persistent and want you and only you so badly?

This is why you'll die a virgin. She will move on with her life and you will just be the man behind the mask who never got laid.

His internal monologue went on and on and he found himself sinking into his spot until, suddenly, he sprung up. His senses were going off, tingling around his head as he eyed his surroundings. His skin went cold, hair standing as goosebumps formed. He went rigid, his heart skipping a beat as his gut turned. He knew what this meant. He hated this feeling. Something bad—

His ears started to ring. It happened too fast, even for him. Debris was all over the place, he ducked forward and held his head out of instinct before turning around and eyeing the building he sat before. Jumping to his feet as hordes of people rushed out, a scorching fire blazed through the building, glass shattering and crashing below.

Pushing past the people as he looked around, much too many of them getting in his way, his eyes landed on his friends. Armin, Mikasa... Sasha, Niccolo, Jean and Connie... He spotted Annie and Reiner and— Where were you?

"Eren!" Mikasa and Armin exclaimed in unison as they rushed to him, both looking startled but luckily in tact.

"Where— Where is she?" He asked, his tall frame giving him the advantage he needed to search the crowd frantically. Lowering his focus to his best friends as they exchanged looks, the three of them then looked over at Reiner, who stood beside Annie, trying to catch their breaths. "Reiner!" Eren called out, forcing his way to him. "Where is she?!" He asked, grabbing the man's suit jacket. "Why isn't she with you?!"

Knowing who he meant, Reiner shook his head, "I— I lost her in the mess—"

"Lost her?!" Eren panicked. "How the fu—" biting his tongue, he shook his head before his body began to move. He didn't have to think it through. He had to do this. If you weren't down there with them, then you must've been still up there, trapped.

"Eren!" Mikasa called out.

"Don't go in there!" Armin exclaimed, the two trying to reach him, only to be pushed further away from the building as the crowd continued to gush out and way from the hotel.

Ignoring them and rushing inside, seeing how the lobby was full of smoke and debris, how the power flickered and the glass scattered across the floor, he made a beeline to the staircase.

The building had been cleared out, Eren saw no one rushing down the staircase as he pulled apart his suit and made his way to the fifth floor with speed. He rushed through the halls before tossing his clothes along the way, slipping his mask out from his jacket and onto his head as it helped filter out the thick smoke.

His voice boomed as he called your name, searching through the halls and bathrooms, opening and closing accessible doors. He tried not to make matters worse, focusing on his breathing and finding you. He learned this long ago after he decided he would become a hero to his people. He couldn't have a full blown panic attack now.

He continued to call your name, hearing the crackling of flames and the crunching of glass and other materials beneath his feet. Eren ran as fast as he could to the ballroom door's seeing them wide open as he slid right in, continuously calling your name. The round tables were destroyed, some engulfed in flames as others were shoved and tossed to a side. Chairs scattered, the decorations hung low and were cinched. His eyes landed on the expanding fire towards the kitchen at the back.

It must've originated there. Turning his attention away, calling out for you, Eren clenched and unclenched his fists. He was focused but he was uneasy. How many lives has he saved? How many has he lost? He hated thinking about the latter and he refused to add you to the existing list.

He had done anything and everything in his power to protect you when you were and weren't aware. You lived in a bustling city, danger was everywhere. Car crashes, kidnappings, violence and crime... anything that ever came your way, he was always there to prevent you from being a casualty. But now? Now he couldn't even find you and the anxiety was starting to rise up in his throat like bile.

Eren refused to believe you had perished within the flames, refused to believe that he couldn't save you. He cried out your name, almost begging for you to respond back. He screamed and screamed, and when he tried to scream once more, distant coughs were heard.

Snapping his head in its direction, towards the far left corner of the ballroom, near the glass windows, Eren rushed over. A pillar had collapsed and all he could see was a piece of cloth—a shawl. Your shawl. He called your name once again and you coughed in response. Quick on his feet, he yanked back the column with all the strength he could muster as his webs latched onto the concrete. Grinding his teeth and pulling back before it could collapse any further, Eren rushed to your curled body and pulled you into his arms.

In a matter of seconds he got the two of you out and over to the next building's roof top before another burst of fames exploded within the ballroom.

Lying you down carefully, head rested on his hand, Eren leaned in to listen to your barely there breathing. His heart raced faster than it already had. Thunder filled the night sky matching it's beat as rain began to scatter, drop by drop before showering you both. Removing his mask as he eyed your face, he brushed your hair away at the sight of the few cuts and bruises that scattered across your skin. Feeling your pulse, Eren cursed under his breath before he brought his mouth to yours, pinching your nose and performing CPR.

Wake up. Wake up. Wake up.

Please. Please. Please.

Hearing your cough again as he quickly sat up and eyed you, a pained groan left you as your eyes fluttered open. Eren gazed at you with relief as his shoulders slumped. Tears formed in his eyes at the sight, vision being blurred now not only by the downpour. He brought his hand to his face, rubbing it before he snapped his head up and looked at you. Your hooded eyes blinked a few times, blurred vision focusing. "E— ren...?"

The mask! My mask! Where is it?! Frantically searching around, a hand suddenly wrapped around his wrist. Slowly looking down at you, Eren bit his tongue. You weren't supposed to see him. You weren't supposed to know. You weren't—

Your hand reached up to his cheek, resting there as you took in deep breaths. "Eren..." you said again, this time more audible.

"Please... Please don't tell anyone," he shook his head as he shut his eyes. "No one knows... I made sure you would never find out but—"

"Eren," you slowly sat up as the man's eyes widened, hands reaching out to help you. "What do you... What do you mean?"

"I just can't have anyone finding out about who I am—"

"No," you shook your head, hand falling to his shoulder. "About... making sure I would... never find out?"

Gulping as he looked you in the eyes, now more worried about you knowing the truth than the building burning beside him, Eren took in a sharp breath. "I mean... You know who I am now... I save people... And I've... saved you a ton without you realizing."

A bit out of it as your mind was fuzzy and your breathing was still rather ragged, you eyed Eren curiously. His words slowly processed in your foggy brain before you spoke with a subtle blush, "you have?"

Awkwardly looking down at the mask he now held in his hands, fiddling with it, Eren took in a deep breath and nodded. "I kind of... watch over you... I shouldn't, there's plenty of other people out there to protect but, I— Nothing, never mind, just," looking up at you, he begged, "please don't tell anyone."

Nodding, you smiled softly, "I won't... Though I am sure Armin and Mikasa know."

Growing wide eyed as his lips parted, Eren only slumped in his spot, "you're too smart for you're own good..."

Smiling, your hand moved from his shoulder, now onto his as it clutched his mask, "thank you... You saved my life."

Looking deeply into your eyes as his heart fluttered, although in the darkness of the night, the faint city lights were enough to illuminate you. The subtle neon signs reflecting off of the two of you giving you both a soft glow amongst the rain that drenched your bodies. If he could stare there like that, gazing at you forever, he would. He really would. How did it take him saving your life to finally have a moment alone? He was amazed he wasn't completely tongue tied or choking. Maybe it was the adrenaline. It must've been that.

He felt a small shift, your bodies were leaning in to one another—or maybe he was imagining it—but he was sure your eyes were now on his lips as his were on yours. That is until distant yelling snapped both of you out of it.

"I should— You know I should leave you down there so no one thinks you're dead," he nodded as you did, too.

"What about you?" You asked as he held his hands out for you to take as you both stood up.

"Well, I left my suit in the burning building... and... Let's hope everyone was evacuated because if not, I really should go back in there—"

"Oh my gosh, Eren?" You shook your head as your eyes widened.

"I'm sure there wasn't anyone left! I know it for a fact!" He eagerly nodded, reassuring you... and himself. "I'll... do a double check?"

"Oh, god..." you sighed but Eren was quick to grab you and rush across the rooftop without a warning. You clung onto him for dear life, eyes squeezing shut as you felt the sudden force of wind against you and the pelting of the rain.

Settling in the alley in between the two buildings, Eren placed you down on your feet before he brought his mask over his face. "You should go back to everyone."

Nodding, you took a small step back as he flicked his wrist to shoot out a web. Just before he could leave your side, you caught his free hand. "I owe you my life, Eren. What could I do to repay you? Really, I mean, I was— I thought I was done for up there."

Grinning from within his mask, Eren straightened his back and puffed his chest, "go on a date with me."

Blinking a few times with round eyes, your cheeks flourished with heat before you nodded, "okay..."

Feeling his heart skip a beat as he bit back a scream of glee, Eren bowed his head before he took a step back, ready to make his way up the building. However, you stopped him again. You reached over and lifted his mask just enough to reveal his lips, placing a sweet kiss before lowering it again and stepping away. Stunned, Eren blinked a few times before he forced himself away from your side as you waved goodbye.

A yawn left your lips as you pulled back the sheets of your bed and slid underneath. After your encounter with Eren—Spider-Man—you were nearly trampled by all your worried friends. Eventually, you were taken to the paramedics to get your wounds cleaned up and to make sure you were okay and safe to go home. To your luck, Eren had saved you in time. Minus the small wounds and the slight struggle to breathe properly—which was temporarily, thankfully—you were able to go home.

It was late, your parents were worried sick but were thankful to see you were now safe and away from the catastrophe. No one knew what happened, everyone claiming a gas leak or a really bad accident in the kitchen... but you tried not to ponder over it. It was much too large of an explosion to be an accident.

About to lie down, a sudden knock on your window made you jolt in your spot. Furrowing your eyebrows and reaching over for the curtains, you tugged them open and gasped. Quickly moving over to the edge of your bed to unlock your window and slide it open, Eren greeted you with his boyish smile as he slipped inside.

No longer in his Spider-Man attire, he was in nothing but sweats, a sweatshirt, socks and slides. His hair was loose, reaching his collar bones, and his eyes looked tired. "It's super late..." you smiled as the brunet closed the window behind him before he sat on your bed with you.

"It's super early," he corrected, eyes wandering around your bedroom. Though the lights were off, he used the moonlight to help him eye your decorated walls and shelves, your dresser and vanity, as well as your desk. Soft colors all around, modern furniture, so organized and put together. Unlike the chaos of his teenage boy bedroom with a bed too small for his now long body and bedsheets that should be fore a five year old.

Watching him as you could tell he was deep in thought, you leaned against your bed's headboard. "Why'd you come?"

"I wanted to make sure you were okay," looking back down at you, he smiled again, this time, a softer one. "Armin and Mikasa told me you were, but I needed to see it with my own eyes. I hope you gave Reiner an earful for what he did."

Nodding you chuckled, "I did, he apologized like crazy afterwards." Lowering your eyes from his own, you then realized the text written across his chest. "Paradis? Is that where you're going?"

Keeping his focus on you, grinning at the thought of you telling off Reiner for leaving you behind to die—though that really wasn't the case—Eren snapped out of it as he then nodded at your question. "Yeah, Paradis University."

"Me too!" You gasped, lifting your eyes with a grin.

Blushing, Eren awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck, "I kind of knew that... That's why I applied." Hearing you gasp, Eren lifted his hands up in defense, "it was one of my choices anyway! But I heard you were going and after being accepted there... I decided to choose Paradis University, too."

"Eren... You were going to keep watching over me, huh?" Gently nudging his chest, you wore a small smile as the two of you looked down bashfully, only to look up in a gaze.

"Yeah..." Eren scooted closer, reaching a hand out and gently held your chin, thumb brushing your cheek as he eyed the small cuts that were now cleaned. A small bandage was plastered on the side of your forehead where a small gash had been, the sight making his stomach turn, but he was beyond happy to know you were okay. "I can't let anything happen to the woman of my dreams, especially now when I've finally got her. I'm just glad you're okay."

"Me too," you softly whispered, watching as Eren leaned in and gently pressed his lips against your own. It was a small gesture at first, the two of you testing the waters. However, he lowered his hand to the back of your neck as he scooted even closer, leaning into you and tilting his head as his lips moved against your own. Although this wasn't his first kiss—as he had his fair share at parties while playing games or while tipsy—nothing compared to kissing the woman he wanted for so long.

Pulling back to let either of you breathe, Eren chuckled, "you don't know how long I've wanted to do that. I never thought this day would come."

Chuckling, your hand reached up for his wrist, pulling it down before you interlaced your fingers with his. "Oh, I know. I'm sure everyone knew about your feelings towards me," you nodded as Eren sighed, not denying it. "Although you were quite over the top in junior high with all the chaos you created, I always admired you."

Growing wide eyed, Eren sat up, "really?"

"Yeah..." nodding as you looked down at your connected hands, you smiled, "you stood up for your friends. You cared for them deeply. You still do. I admire that. You have a big heart, Eren. And now you're a hero... You've matured so much. With great power... I'm sure came great responsibility."

"Oh, you don't know," he breathed, but he smiled. "It's worth it... I get to protect people. I get to protect the prettiest girl in the universe, too."

Giggling at his words as he smiled at you, you shook your head, lifting your eyes to meet his again, "I wish you took me to prom instead... Reiner's a nice guy, but he's a bit of a himbo."

Laughing at your words, Eren let out a small breath, "I wanted to but he beat me to it. Don't you know that I always lose when it comes to you? Every advancement I've ever made failed."

"You have me now, don't you?" You asked.

"I do..." he breathed. "So many years of lost opportunities due to outside forces were killer... but I finally got my moment. Though it was a terrible one that almost took your life, I would go through great lengths just to have you."

Reaching your free hand up to cup his cheek, your thumb grazed his cheekbone, "it amazes me how you never gave up."

"It's embarrassing—"

"It's endearing," you corrected as Eren looked through his lashes at you.

"I really like you..." he mumbled.

"I like you, too," you grinned. "Is this our first date?"

Softly laughing, Eren shook his head, "no... more like a pre date. I want to take you somewhere nice."

"What do you have in mind?" You curiously asked, only to see Eren go rigid as his eyes grew wide. "What is it?"

"I— Hah— I haven't thought about it..." he awkwardly admitted. "After so many years, you would've thought I would've had this planned out."

"It's okay," you nodded. "You can surprise me. After all, you can take us almost anywhere, Spider-Man."

Seeing you lean in as you winked, Eren bit his inner cheek, "I didn't think of that... but, you're right..."

Chuckling, you gently tugged him down to lie with you, rolling on your sides and studying every aspect of each other's faces. Hours passed you by without you realizing it as you shared small talk, voices low and fingers lingering on one another. Gentle touches and caresses as the sun eventually began to raise above the horrizon. You spoke about anything and everything, from things you loved to things you hated. Your passions, your favorite pastimes, greatest memories... even about Eren's many failed attempts to woo you, up until the both of you fell asleep in each other's arms.

The sound of knocking on your bedroom door caused you to jolt awake. Eren's eyes shot open as he quickly sat up, his instincts yelling at him. You hopped off of your bed as you grabbed him and pulled him with you, nearly shoving him into your walk in closet before closing the door. Without a word, and a bit disoriented, you rushed to your bedroom door and opened it.

Eren pressed his ear against the wooden door, hearing you speak to your mother. Sighing, he turned and reached for his phone that he had slept with in his sweats' pocket. Turning on the flashlight, Eren curiously peered through your closet. Your organized shelves of shoes; clothing sectioned by dresses, pants, and tops. Being the young man he was in a woman's closet, he couldn't help but snoop around. Lots of plush toys stuffed away—possibly from your childhood. Purses, backpacks, and wallets galore. Scattered awards and old text books and journals from previous school years stacked.

Then, a small, black box caught his attention. It was hidden underneath the hem of your hanging dresses. Pulling it out as he squatted before it, he stood again and settled it on one of your shelves before pulling it open. Reaching in, his heart sunk to the pit of his stomach as his cheeks burned. A little number—a lace thong—hung from his index. With wide eyes, he brought the little thing into his palm before looking into the box again and pulling out a matching bra. Nothing but lace and wire. Lingerie.

Yelping at the realization and the many thoughts that flooded his mind, he quickly covered his mouth with the back of his hand.

"What was that?" Your mother asked.

"Huh? Oh! I left a YouTube video playing, must've been an ad," you lied with a wave of your hand. "I'll come down soon," you nodded as your mother said okay before turning and leaving you be. Closing your door, you then rushed to your closet and opened the door. Eren spun in his spot and quickly hid his hand behind him, caught red handed. A small giggle left your lips. You recognized the box, you knew what it was. "It was a stupid birthday gift from my friends."

"Wha— Huh?"

Shaking your head, you walked over and pulled his hand from behind him, "my best friends got it for me as a joke. Said I should use it on someone."

"On who?" He asked rather quickly.

Biting your bottom lip, you grinned, heat burning your cheeks, "you."

"Me?" His eyebrows furrowed. "You're lying. Why me?"

"Like I said, everyone knows how much you like me," you shrugged.  "And they swore I liked you, too..."

"Well, they weren't wrong," he teased as you rolled your eyes playfully. "Can I see you in it?"

Lightly swatting his arm, you crossed your arms, "not now..."

"Maybe some day?" He tilted his head, earning a subtle laugh from you.

"Maybe," you considered. "You should get going before anyone finds you."

"Right," he nodded, turning to take the box with him, but you stopped him with hands extended out. "What?" Eren whined.

"You're not taking those," you shook your head as he frowned, settling the box and lingerie in your hold. Closing it and hiding it once again as Eren watched you with a pout, you shook your head and pushed him out of your closet and towards your bedroom window. Opening it up for him, you stepped to the side, "I'll see you later."

"Fine," he sighed. Before he climbed out, he grabbed you by the waist and pulled you into a swift kiss. Leaving you buzzed and blushing, Eren slid out and made his way back home.

Later that day your phone had vibrated with a message from Eren telling you to be ready before sunset. You weren't sure when that was so you prepared yourself around mid afternoon, wondering what it was that Eren was up to. If this was your first date, he must've had thought of something quick to already have plans set. Since it was summer, you dressed in a mini dress; with a sweetheart neckline and daisy print, you paired it with white sneakers and a crossbody. Well aware that Eren was going to be having you stories high, swinging you in the air like Tarzan, you made sure purse was secure enough for you not to lose anything. As exciting as it, it was also terrifying. You weren't sure how he did it, but then again, he more than likely had been face to face with dozens of weapons that could easily take his life.

The thought made your heart skip a beat.

How did he do it? And how were you now going to live a life not knowing whether or not he was going to make it back okay?

Taking in a deep breath and forcing yourself to think about the present and only the present, you checked yourself in the mirror one last time—makeup perfect and hair styled nicely (though you made sure to carry around a hair tie for when things got messy)—you smiled. Tonight was going to be perfect. Nothing was going to get in the way. At least, you hoped.

Hearing a knock on your window, you turned from your vanity and grabbed your purse before rushing over, sliding the window open and smiling. "Hi."

Eyeing you from head to toe, Eren's heart fluttered within his chest as his lips parted, "you look gorgeous—" Clearing his throat, Eren smiled, "I mean, hey."

Letting out a soft laugh, you leaned in and gave him a gentle kiss on the lips as he was squatted before you on your window sill, "thank you." Eyeing his attire—a blue, short sleeve button up and black jeans, vans and his hair pulled back in his signature low bun—you smiled, "you look good yourself."

"I do, huh?" He asked, eyeing his attire before lifting his head, "my cologne kinda got swept away."

"By swinging here?" You asked as he nodded.

"Yeah... You know, I wanted to look my best for you and—" seeing you lean in as your face went towards his neck, Eren grew stiff.

"I can still smell it," you nodded as you stood up straight, now seeing the flushed look on his face. "What?" You chuckled.

"N— Nothing! Just... I don't typically have girls sniffing my... neck," he shyly spoke, causing you to grin. "Does it smell good?"

Laughing, you nodded again, "yeah, I like it."

Sighing in relief, Eren nodded his head, "thank god..." Realizing he said that out loud, he cleared his throat, "are you ready?"

"Mhm," you bit your inner cheek, pulling your purse over your shoulders. "Though, I'm kind of scared of the whole swinging around thing."

"It's okay," he smiled in reassurance, "I promise I won't let anything happen to you. Do you trust me?"

"Yeah," you breathed, a sweet smile on your lips. "I trust you."

"Then we're going to have a perfect night."

And true to his word, you two did. Though you clung onto him—again—for dear life, it actually was quiet... calming to see the city so high up above. The breeze that tickled your skin, being closer to the stars, hearing muffled cars... You wondered how often Eren swung around just for the hell of it. Maybe when he was bored or stressed. Maybe when he needed time away.

Eren had taken you to his favorite spot first: atop the tallest building in the city. You two watched the sun set from there, your shoulders pressed together as your hands held onto one another. You shared a few glances and kisses, taking a few photos of the sight before resting your head on him. It was possibly one of the most beautiful things you had ever experienced, and you were jealous Eren was able to see it almost daily—as he disclosed with you.

After that, he took you to dinner nearby, an exquisite restaurant he managed to get the two of you in. You had asked how and Eren mentioned how Spider-Man may or may not have made an appearance there and asked for a certain Eren Yeager to have access without questioning. It made you laugh without a doubt. It also made you laugh when he admitted to stealing some of his father's money in order to afford the dinner for you two.

(Eren was a pizza delivery boy, but the money he made was nothing compared to what was in his dad's wallet. He solely had the job to understand the morals and importance of the working class and making your own money. Even if your parents were bathing in bills. Grisha and Carla did not raise their son to be a snobbish brat... Though, Eren Yeager had tendencies of being a brat every now and then. However, not as bad as he used to be after gaining his abilities.)

You knew about the Yeager's, Grisha being a well known doctor in the city—and possibly the country—while his mother, Carla, owned a local restaurant and eventually opened up multiple locations across the country. After asking him why he didn't take you there, you should've expected the answer because my mom wouldn't let me hear the end of it afterwards. That also made you laugh.

"You know, pizza delivery boy, I have a job, too," you said.

"Oh, I know. You work at the local library," Eren said nonchalantly as the two of you had shared a dessert—beignets topped with ice cream.

"You are such a stalker!" You laughed as Eren shrugged. "I should be worried, is this okay to be dating you?" You teased as the two of you shared soft laughter. You were so engrossed in the moment that you didn't realize how quick Eren's reflexes and senses were.

From one second to the next, you went from sitting and giggling to being held tightly against Eren's chest, off to the side as a sedan had crashed through the window. Right into the table you two were once sitting at. Glass, concrete, the wooden fragments from the tables all scattered before you as panicked yells and rushing civillians snapped you out if it.

"Oh my god..." you breathed, shaking in Eren's arms. "You— You saw that coming?" You asked, peeking your eyes from the silver car, up to an upset Eren whose eyebrows were narrowed.

"My senses went off, just like when the fire erupted," he said, eyeing the damage before looking down at you, expression softening. "Are you okay?"

Nodding, you took in as deep breath, "yeah... thank you."

"Let's get you home..." He said, keeping an arm around you as he guided you away from the scene.

You couldn't seem to stop shaking, even the moment you made it back into your bedroom. Eren felt terrible, though none of it was his fault, he didn't like seeing you this scared. It also didn't help that this was your second near death experience, and if it weren't for him... He didn't want to think about it

You had quietly asked him to stay the night in which he didn't hesitate to agree with. After changing into your pajamas while Eren stayed in his own clothes—though you insisted it was okay for him to get comfortable—the two of you slept that night holding tightly onto one another.

Days began to pass and each night was much like the first; Eren visiting by sneaking in and staying over. Eventually, the days melted into weeks, weeks of the two of you secretly seeing one another without anyone knowing. You weren't sure how either of you didn't get caught, seeing as Eren was in your bedroom every night, and the two of you snuck around and exchanged glances in class and in the hallways more often than not. Maybe it was because the latter was already common as it was, seeing as Eren was never discreet when he would gaze at you.

On one night, however, you hung out with your closest friends for a movie night. Eren had been working that evening and you so happened to order from the pizzeria he had worked at. Though you had never ordered from there before, and weren't sure if the pizza was good or not—seeing as your secret dates with Eren always consisted of anything but pizza—you were curious. You also just wanted to see him in his cute uniform.

And you weren't disappointed.

The moment you opened the door to the delivery boy—your boyfriend—you grinned. Eren's hair was tied back in its usual low bun, a cap on top, a black polo with the logo etched on his chest, black pants, and black vans. "Oh, thank you so much..." leaning in and reading his name tag, you fought a laugh, "Eren."

Playfully rolling his eyes as he handed you the pizza box, you pulled out your cash and were about to hand him the money you owed, only for him to shake his head, "it's on me."

"Eren," you sighed, but he shook his head again, pushing the money away from him. "Can I at least give you a tip? Y'know, for looking so good in your uniform?" You teased, earning another roll of his eyes—and a blush, too.

"No," he shook his head. "I'm not taking your money." Seeing you pout, a small grin etched itself on his lips. "Though... maybe something like a kiss would suffice..."

Settling the pizza box to a side, you reached over and tiptoed, tugging Eren down for your lips to meet. Your arms moved to wrap around his neck as his now bare hands held onto your waist. He swiped his tongue along your bottom lip before you welcomed him to deepen the kiss. Your tongues intertwined as you breathed each other in, only to separate, leaving small pecks before completely pulling apart. "Thank you for the pizza," you breathed as Eren looked down at you with hooded eyes, his left hand reaching up to rest on your right cheek as his thumb brushed over your soft lips.

"I'll see you later tonight," he whispered, leaving a kiss on your nose before turning to walk away.

Of course, it didn't go unseen by your friends the way you looked so happy when you returned to them with the pizza. One of them pointed out how your cheeks were red, another mentioned how your lipgloss needed retouching as another acknowledged how your chin shined. It was safe to say you didn't hear the end of it that night, you were just glad they didn't know who the pizza delivery boy was... or the fact that you never confirmed nor denied their accusations of you making out with said delivery boy.

More days had passed, your graduation was nearing and you couldn't help but countdown the days until you were finally free. In the midst of working your part time job at the library, restocking the shelves with rented and new items, you softly spoke to your dear coworker and friend—Annie—about the approaching milestone.

"Just a few days to go," she huffed. "I can't wait to finally get out of there."

"You and me both," you sighed, thinking about the things you and Eren had planned. Of course, you also had your own friends to be around, but this newfound relationship you had with Eren—a man who could carry you around town like nothing—was beyond exciting.

Noticing Annie went silent, you looked over to see her reading something on her phone before she settled the few books in her hands away. "They need me up front," she sighed as you nodded, watching her go.

Turning to what you were doing, your eyes widened. Through the spaces open between the shelves, you spotted an oh too familiar brunet now peeking through. "Eren!" You quietly shrieked, pushing his face back as he laughed. "You may have spidey senses but I don't."

Rounding the bookcase, Eren stood beside you as you were now propped up on a step-stool. Taking the books from your hold as you were now face to face with Eren due to the added height, he left a sweet kiss on your lips before he pulled away to shelve the books. "You also don't have the height," he teased, placing the last book in its place on a higher shelf.

"That's why I have you," you poked his bicep before hopping off the stool. You pushed the nearly empty cart to a side before grabbing the step stool and settling it underneath said cart. Eren followed you around like a shadow as you shelved a few more books in a nearby aisle, quietly speaking to one another about your day and upcoming plans. As you finished up the last few books, pushing them into their places, you noticed Eren deep in thought as he looked off. "What is it?"

"It's so empty and quiet over here," he said. "Too quiet in the back..."

Smiling, you shook your head at the sight of his eyebrows narrowing, still deep in thought as he brought his hand to his chin, rubbing it. "Yeah, not many people come to this side, it's usually only needed for research on prehistoric studies."

Nodding, Eren then turned his head and eyed you, "has anyone ever had sex here?"

Laughing as you covered your mouth, you swatted his arm. "Of course that's what's got you deep in thought—"

"I'm curious," he shrugged as you sighed.

"I've caught a few... I didn't see too much, luckily, but I've had to kick them out. Most of the time they leave on their own will out of embarrassment, it's rare for them to make a fuss. Most people actually don't like getting caught even if they like the thrill of the idea." Seeing Eren grin, you shook your head, "don't get any ideas."

Lifting his hands in defense, Eren shook his head, "I didn't say anything. However... I would love to kiss you again. You know... A little longer this time."

Rolling your eyes as you grinned, you took his hand and guided him away, falling so easily for his trap. A trap that you were fully aware of and didn't even really consider to be a trap... More like temptation. You ended up on top of Eren in that same spot the couples you found having sex. Your lips moved desperately against one another, Eren's hands under your blouse as he untucked it from your skirt. Your own hands were in his hair, loosening it from the bun it was in as it fell to his shoulders. The sound of your breathing and subtle panting bounced off the bookcases. You were so glad the library was dead in that moment.

Eren's eager hands played with the back of your bra before caressing your back. His hands glided along your hips and belly, over your ribs and just underneath the wire of your bra. Your knees straddled him as you felt his bulge press against your heat, thin panties not doing you much help as you whimpered and may or may not have rocked your hips a few times. Eren noticed. He encouraged it as his hands slid underneath your bra to properly cup and squeeze your breasts. All while your lips sloppily met in a hungry kiss of tongues exploring and lips swelling.

Gliding your hands down his torso, feeling the outline of his abs against the graphic tee he wore, your hands reached for the belt of his jeans, only to stop as someone called out for you. "Ugh..."

"Dammit," Eren hissed as the two of you separated from the kiss. "Rain check?" He asked as he pulled his hands out from under your blouse, cupping you cheeks and kissing your lips once more. "We'll pick up from where we left off."

Eren was true to his word. Well, he planned on being true to his word. That night after both of you were free from your schedules, he took you out, swinging around the city. It was something he did almost nightly to get you accustomed to it. Though it still made you nervous, you were growing more and more confident in Eren. It wasn't like he'd let you fall... but being that high up was nerve wracking. Now lying on top of your school's rooftop, softly speaking to one another while stargazing, you found yourself to be the most at peace than you've ever been.

With your head resting on his shoulder as his arm wrapped over your hips, you lazily rolled on top of him before planting a sweet kiss to his lips. A small laugh left Eren before his hands reached up to cup your face. You smiled, your tongue swiping over his bottom lip before he gave you access. The two of you looked at one another with hooded eyes as your tongues met, Eren's hands moving to rest on your lower back before sliding down to your ass, cupping the cheeks as it made your skirt ride up enough to expose more skin. You shivered at that, even in the summer, the evening breezes had goosebumps forming on you.

The sound of a loud gasp caused the two of you to stop, you quickly lifting your head as Eren groaned in annoyance. There at the door of the stairs that lead to the rooftop stood a gaping Mikasa and Armin. "You—"

"You didn't tell us!" Armin finished for Mikasa, pointing a finger with cheeks tinted pink. Both him and Mikasa noticed the way their best friend had his hands gripping your bottom for dear life.

You were quick to sit up and adjust your skirt as Eren sighed, "sorry, babe..." Standing to his feet as he took your hands in his to help you up, Eren turned and let go one of your hands before approaching his best friends. "Yeah... we are together. No one knows..." using his free hand to scratch the back of his head, Eren looked at you for some help.

"He— He saved my life... and one thing lead to the next and we are dating," seeing their confused faces, you smiled, "I know he's Spider-Man. Just like you two do." Grabbing and lifting Eren's hand and folding his middle and ring fingers, you made him shoot a web. "See?"

Watching as the web landed across the brick wall of the staircase, both Mikasa and Armin then looked at Eren, then you. "So much to take in..." Armin whispered, but Mikasa took his hand in hers.

"As upset as I should be that you kept this from us... we can talk later," the dark haired young woman said with squinted eyes as Eren groaned. "We didn't mean to interrupt your date—"

"It's not a date," Eren grumbled with a blush, looking away.

"We'll get out of your hair, but we expect an explanation," Mikasa said, looking pointedly at him before pulling a still stunned Armin away, who was still trying to process what he walked in to. "Don't forget to invite your girlfriend to Jean's graduation party!" She said before she opened the door and brought Armin with her.

Watching the two go, you then looked up at Eren, "do they— do you three normally come up here?"

"Yeah... it's kinda our safe space... I brought you here because it's one of my favorite spots. Thought I'd share it with you. Should've considered the fact that they would possibly show up..." he trailed, rubbing the side of his face awkwardly.

Smiling, you gently grabbed his wrist and lowered his hand. "So, about that party?"

Graduation came and went faster than expected—but so did your time in high school. You walked the stage, got your diploma, and eventually found yourself properly meeting Eren's parents. Grisha was a quiet fellow, but he had a gentle smile on his lips the entire time his wife—Carla—gushed about her baby boy. Going on about his endless crush on you, how madly in love he had been for so long, all words that made Eren want to disappear into the ground beneath him. He was embarrassed to say the least.

Then it was your turn to be embarrassed, Eren meeting your parents as they recognized him as the son of their doctor. However, that wasn't what had you hiding your face in your palms—it was the fact that your father announced to your boyfriend that he recognized him because he's the boy my little girl would draw hearts over in the yearbook! Yeah... you weren't going to hear the end of that. It was safe to say you both were equally embarrassed over news you already knew. That everyone knew. Not one soul didn't know about your crushes on each other... even if it took this long to happen.

Eventually, you found yourselves together all night at Jean's party. You had no interest in announcing that you were a couple, simply holding hands and the occasional kiss was enough for word to spread like wildfire. Neither of you cared. Everyone saw it coming. However, it didn't prevent the onslaught of you two are together?! Probably why the two of you tried sneaking away after a few hours of playing games and drinking here and there.

"Shit—" Eren cursed as he tried to unhook your dress from the fence. The two of you—a bit tipsy—thought it was a bright idea to sneak into a nearby community pool. A giggle left your lips as he lifted you by your hips and removed the bit of material that got caught, holding you over his shoulder before walking away. On his little journey to one of the lounging chairs, Eren nearly tripped over his own foot as he settled you down. Crawling on top of you as his lips lazily met yours, the two of you sloppily kissed in between small fits of laughter.

"Shh— Shh..." you hushed, placing your index finger against Eren's lips. "Someone could— catch us."

"Doubt that," he scoffed before removing your heels, then kicking off his own dress shoes.

"What're you doing?" You murmured as Eren slipped off his socks and stuffed them into his shoes before lifting you in his arms. "Eren—"

"I've always wanted to do this—"

"Eren, you're crazy— don't!" Before you could protest any further, you found yourself being enveloped by the pool's water. Surfacing and catching your breath as you looked at a grinning Eren who looked a bit buzzed, you shoved his shoulders. "You—" pushing him into the water, the two of you messed around before Eren caught your wrists and pulled you into another kiss. One of his arms wrapped around your waist as his other held the back of your head, kissing you deeply, gliding his tongue along yours before the sound of footsteps and keys caught both of your attention.

Rushing out of the pool and grabbing your shoes, both of you slipped into the showers and covered each other's mouths as you watched the light of a flashlight flicker around. Eyeing one another as the footsteps grew farther, you let out tiny giggles before reaching for one another again. Your arms wrapped around his neck as his moved around your hips, continuing what was started in the pool.

"Can I take you back to my place?" Eren nearly whispered against your lips.

"Yeah..." you breathed with a nod.

With his swift movements, even while a bit buzzed, Eren was quick to take you away, back into the city. You both were freezing, instantly slipping into his quiet home—as his parents were already asleep—and into his bedroom. After handing you clothes to change into (as he did as well) he took your wet clothes and slipped out to leave them in the laundry room, worrying about the consequences of his mother finding your clothes later. Locking the door after his return, Eren found you sat on his bed, waiting for him.

The shirt he handed you slid over your left shoulder as the boxers you wore were loose at the hips and thighs, exposing skin as you sat there with your knees pulled in. Smiling at one another, the way your gazes grew soft in the darkness of his room that was lit by the moon, Eren quietly moved towards you. You moved deeper into his bed as he followed, propping himself up on one hand as his other cupped your cheek, lips meeting and hearts racing. "You could've showered," he mumbled against your lips, hands now in your wet hair.

"I could've... but maybe I wanted to share one with you," you muttered as your lips kept meeting halfway, small kisses being shared in between words.

Letting out a small sound, Eren moved to press his forehead against yours, "don't tempt me... I'll literally grab you right now and undress you and take you—"

"Slow down, cowboy," you chuckled. "We never got to finish what we started back in the library..."

Sucking in a deep breath, Eren lowered his head on your shoulder, already feeling himself throb at the thought of finally having you. "You're telling me we would've had sex in the library for our first time?"

Laughing, you shook your head, "not quite... we would've had some fun, maybe left to my place..."

"Fuck..." Eren breathed, "you really got me all worked up, babe."

Smiling, you lifted his head so he could look at you. Then, your hands reached for the hem of the grey tee he was in, tugging it over his head and tossing it before your hands trailed over his chest, then his stomach. Eren shivered at your touch, the way your fingertips brushed against every dip and curve of his torso, how your nails gently tickled his skin. He leaned down enough to close the gap between you as his own hands slid under the shirt you were. He knew you had nothing underneath, the pile of wet clothes not only including your dress, but also your bra and panties—his mother definitely was going to kill him if and when she found them.

Slowly but surely, the two of you undressed one another until you were completely bare. Your body beneath his as his was held up above your own. Your eyes darted across his skin, over every muscle and mark on it. A small scar or two from his childhood, the faint beauty marks that scattered his tan skin... His eyes did the same to you, but he couldn't possibly look away from your breasts. He was a man after all, he couldn't help himself... You were the woman of his dreams. His soulmate. The love of his life... and now he was going to be your first as you were to him.

"I've seen a lot of porn, I'm ready," he teased as you laughed, covering your mouth at the sound.

"You're such an idiot," you shook your head. "Touch me."

Sucking in a deep breath, his hands started at your shoulders before moving down your chest. Gently grabbing your mounds and feeling the flesh against his palms, his breath hitched as his heart raced at the sensation. Your bare breasts in his grip, all for him. He really hoped he wasn't dreaming.

Your hands caressed his shoulders and biceps, feeling the hardened muscles underneath. A small gasp left your lips as Eren's pointer and thumb tweaked your nipples, playfully fondling with your breasts as he grew more and more experimental. Kneading at them, Eren squeezed them together before burying his face in between.  Another gasp left you as your blush deepened, but you couldn't help but laugh at his reactions.

"Can I take them in my mouth?" He asked.

"Do whatever you want," you nodded.

And that was enough for Eren to do all that he fantasized. He nipped at your skin, leaving marks behind on your collarbone and chest, and the fat of your breasts and just underneath them. Then, without any hesitation, he brought one of your nipples in between his teeth, gently nibbling before swiping his tongue along it, giving both breasts the same attention as he moved between them. Your back arched as subtle moans left you, your hands now in his wet locks as you closed your eyes for a moment.

Then Eren grew bold. He left a trail of kisses down your stomach, kissed your hip bones before kneading at the meat of your thighs. He left more red blotches in his wake before he parted your legs further and was greeted by your bare cunt. "Do you still want this?" He asked as you nodded. "Words, princess, use your words."

"Yes," you breathed.

With a lick of his lips, and a lick along your pussy, Eren began his experimenting. Everything he was doing to you was new to him. He saved himself for you because he swore he would win your heart someday. And he was glad he did. He may be inexperienced, but he wanted to grow with you. To learn what you liked. To know what made your body react. He wanted to know every bit of you and be the lucky man who got to please you.

Eren remembered a few things his friends had told him, and other things he read and saw online. He knew it was nowhere near the actual thing, but he truly wanted to make you feel just as good as he did. Even if he was nervous, he also was beyond excited in the fact that he was doing this to you. And his hard-on was an obvious reaction.

Listening to the muffled sounds you made as you used one of his pillows to block your moans, Eren swirled his tongue around your clit before swiping up your folds. He did that repeatedly, focusing on the way your hips jolted and your thighs clenched around his head. Smiling to himself at how wet you were—and how he was the cause—Eren brought an experimental finger to replace his mouth as he sat up. His fingers played with your clit before teasing your entrance as his other gently pulled the pillow from your face. "I want to see you..."

Sucking in a sharp breath as you bit your bottom lip, your hands moved to press against your face to cover it as his finger pushed into you. "Oh my gosh..." you breathed as Eren grinned, slowly pumping his finger in and out of you.

"Come on, look at me," he softly spoke, his free hand reaching out to pull your hands away. "I want to see the faces you make, I wanna remember them..."

Breathing heavily as you felt yourself falling apart, knowing very well you wouldn't last, Eren tested the waters as he added a second finger. As his pointer and middle pumped into you, he lowered his head again and kissed your clit before gently sucking on it. With a few more thrusts, you came around his hand, clenching your eyes shut in embarrassment. "Ere—" nearly choking on your breath at the feeling of your own release, your eyes fell open as Eren pulled away. You frowned at the lack of him in you, only to make a desperate mewl as he brought his wet fingers into his mouth, tasting you.

A look of ecstasy was written across his face, as if you were the tastiest dessert that ever existed. "Damn..." he breathed. "This was so much better than I imagined."

Blushing, you rubbed your face before Eren pulled your hands away again, leaning into a kiss as you tasted yourself on his tongue. Your shaky hands roamed from his broad shoulders, down his pecks and hardened abs. Your dainty fingers found his hardened length and wrapped as much as you could around them—which wasn't much. Your breath hitched just as Eren's did as your thumb pressed against his slit, the pre leaking and smearing as you brushed against it. Eren bucked his hips as the two of you found yourselves breathing into each other's mouths. Your tongues touching but lips hardly moving at the lack of focus. The hands on either side of your head balled into fists as Eren felt his chest tighten with each breath.

Your parted knees that Eren settled in between pushed further apart as you brought his length against your soaking pussy. A moan escaped the both of you at the foreign feeling, your hand slowly pumping his cock as Eren moved his hands to grip his sheets. "I want you to feel... as good..." you breathed, hand gliding along his shaft as Eren hissed, biting his tongue and nearly coming all over your hand in an instant.

"Sh— Shit... sorry... I didn't—" Taking in a deep breath as he clenched his eyes shut, you softly smiled as you leaned up to kiss him. Flipping the two of you over, a small gasp left Eren as you straddled him. "H— How do you... wanna do this?" He asked, looking up at you as you looked like an angel under the moonlight, silhouette hovering before him as he was now under your control. He wouldn't want it any other way... at least, not in that very moment.

"Raw," you smiled.

"R— Really? You— You on the pill?" He asked as you nodded.

"Helps with the bad cramps," you shrugged before aligning yourself with him. "Is this okay?" Seeing him eagerly nod, a chuckle left your lips before you sunk down, taking him inch by inch ever so slowly. The stretch made you hiss as your eyes pricked with tears, you bit your bottom lip as your hands pressed against his chest. Eren's grip moved to your thighs, fingertips digging into your flesh and more than likely leaving black and blues in their wake. He watched you with hooded eyes as you tried to take all of him—at least, as much as you could. It was no surprise that Eren was, indeed, packing. Your breathing quickened as you sat still, clenching your eyes shut before you shifted your hips. With the subtle rock, your eyes fell open and met with Eren's, a smile grazing your lips as the same went for his.

Then, as you began to move at a slow and steady pace, you grabbed his hands and interlocked your fingers with his, pressing them against the mattress on either side of his head. The two of you listened to each other's moans and panting breaths, Eren's eyes never left yours as yours never left his. You met each other halfway with each thrust, moving in sync as your bodies grew hotter and hotter, melting into one. Silent words being uttered along the way of praise and encouragement, enough for the two of you to reach your orgasm one after the other. Riding out before growing still for a few moments as you fell against his chest, Eren's hands left yours and caressed your back and hair as you took in deep breaths.

"Can we share that shower now?" Eren asked as you chuckled with a nod, lazily forcing yourself up and feeling Eren leave your body as you huffed. You almost didn't want to move, almost wanted him to stay in you for as long as possible, but a shower sounded very appealing.

Moving off of his bed and heading for his bathroom to pee, Eren soon followed after before preparing the shower, letting the steam cover up the small room as he locked the door behind him. Quietly, you moved your way into the shower and hugged Eren from behind as he stood under the shower head. You lifted your focus to watch his long hair stick to his skin as every inch of him was drenched and dripping. You followed suit, soaking up before you took care of one another, Eren washing your hair before washing his, the two of you lathering each other before rinsing off the suds. A few kisses were shared, some longer than others, lips lingering more as if you two fell asleep that way. Eventually, after exiting and drying off as much as possible—and changing into one of Eren's shirts as he pulled on a loose pair of sleeping pants—the two of you cuddled on his bed.

"I I love you," Eren broke the silence as your heart skipped a beat, your head resting against his chest, looking out his bedroom window as he stared up at your ceiling. "Yeah, I love you."

Smiling, you nuzzled his neck, leaving a few kisses before whispering in his ear, "I love you, too."

"Hmm..." lazily grinning, he extended his arm out as he flicked his wrist, a heart forming on his ceiling from his web as you looked up and lightly laughed at the sight. "After so long... After the many failed attempts... It took saving your life to finally win your heart."

"My hero," you spoke in a sing-songy voice.

"I'll always be your hero," Eren said confidentially, making you chuckle again.

"So cheesy..." you smiled "Thank you, Spider-Man."

#eren yeager #eren jaeger #aot #attak on titan #eren yeager x reader #eren yeager x y/n #eren yeager x you #eren jaeger x you #eren jaeger x reader #eren jaeger x y/n #eren yeager smut #eren yeager one shot #eren jaeger smut #eren jaeger one shot #eren yeager fluff #eren jaeger fluff #aot smut #snk #snk smut #haruno writes;

[levixeren-fanfiction]

Favorite one shots #5

Ever Since San Diego by mandrs (NoName Levi, bottom Levi)

On the job by Dressed_In_Darkness (police officer Levi, bottom Levi)

On Display by Fluffyboots (merman Levi, bottom Eren)

(Don’t) Bite me by rae_exe (Hogwarts au, bottom Levi)

Hot Summer Nights by italicized (bottom Levi)

Wedding Blues by mumuinc (bottom Levi)

To Love You Again by rae_exe (reincarnation, bottom Levi)

Homecoming by bfketh (bottom Levi)

I am not scared of the dark by mandrs (demon Eren, bottom Levi)

Thrilled by the Still of Your Hands by fluffyboots, kreampuff (canon divergence, bottom Eren)

A rose for love, another for remembrance by mandrs (Miscarriage, omega Levi)

Tuesdays by rae_exe (Hogwarts au, bottom Levi)

Seeing Red by mandrs (omegaverse, omega Levi)

Stolen Breath by wanderingwalmartconfused (merman Levi, bottom Eren)

Special Sauna by ZWorld (bottom Eren)

Love Potion by mandrs (bottom Levi)

Kitchen Plumbing by RavenLewdvi (mechanic Eren, bottom Levi)

Public Display of Affections by mandrs (public sex, bottom Levi)

Wrapped in Red by fluffyboots, kreampuff (submissive Levi, bottom Eren)

Don’t Do Drugs, Kids by italicized (bottom Levi)

Feed Me, Mommy! by mandrs (omegaverse, omega Levi)

Airship Reunion by RavenLewdvi (canonverse, bottom Levi)

Take A Chance by ZWorld (bottom Eren)

When Fire Meets Gasoline by mandrs (hate sex, bottom Levi)

Break Me Lika a Promise by LevyWrites (omegaverse, omega Levi)

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[kaminokatieemoved]

Seeing You Again || Reiner Braun Ft Eren Jaeger

Synopsis - You learn of Eren's real plans in Marley and go for a walk to cool off. Before heading back in an attempt to stop Eren, you run into an old flame.

Warnings - Slightly NSFW. Mentions Of Sex. A Little Angsty? Swearing.

Fancy Buying Me A Coffee?

Joining Eren on his 'mission' to Marley wasn't something you wanted to do, after all you wanted your life as a solider to be older. You wanted to live peacefully with you toddler in a safe environment where your life wasn't on the line - but somebody had to keep Eren safe. You had left your four-year old daughter at your family home and had told your parents you had some business to attend to out of town and that you would be back as soon as possible. At first Eren wasn't too fond of you tagging along but you gave him an ultimatum: either you went with him, or you told the scouts his 'plans'. After that, Eren decided you coming along wasn't the worst thing in the world.

Over the coming months you and Eren became close, very close, to the point that he currently lay on top of you; cock buried in your cunt as he mumbled words of praise into your ear. It wasn't long after that did he spill himself inside of you, moaning your name like it was a form of praise to the Gods. When he rolled off of you he was panting like a dog deprived of water but still managed to smile at you breathlessly as he lay looking up at the ceiling. Eventually, he spoke and his first words to you were "how was the doctors this morning?" You visibly tensed at his words and Eren raised an eyebrow at you, waiting for you to speak.

"Eren, I..." you started, sighing. "I'm five months pregnant." As soon as the words left your lips, tears began to form in your eyes.

Eren stared at you, blinking rapidly before grinning widely. "That's not surprising."

"Yeah," you chuckled, wiping the tears away. You had been so worried as to what Eren would say, but to see he was overjoyed forced you to relax slightly.

"Don't cry," he whispered, pulling your naked form close to him and pressing a kiss on the top of your head. "Everything will be okay, I promise you."

A few days had passed since you and Eren had learned of your pregnancy and you were unable to do anything without him breathing down your neck. "Eren, I'm fine," you huffed to him as you picked up his socks off the floor whilst rolling your eyes. Your bump had properly popped in the few days since you had found out about your pregnancy and you couldn't believe you had thought you were just bloated before.

"I was going to pick that up after my shower," he grumbled, helping you stand up straight.

You were about to answer him with a joke but were interrupted when a few knocks came at your door. "Mr Krueger!" A voice called from behind the door. You looked at the wooden door confusion evident on your face. Was that a child?

Eren looked at you quickly before looking at the door in horror. "Who's that?" You asked.

"A boy," Eren answered, regaining his composure. Before you could ask anymore questions Eren walked over to the door and opened it revealing a blonde haired child. "Falco."

"Hi Mr Krueger!" The boy chimed, a huge smile on his face. "I sent those letters you asked me to send!"

"Thank you Falco," Eren said, his expression now deadpan as he looked upon the child, Falco. "Do you remember where to meet me with Vice Chief Braun later?"

Your eyes widened at the mention of Reiner's name and title but you watched the exchange happen between your boyfriend and Falco. He nodded with an innocent smile. "Yes - Oh!" Falco noticed you. "Hi Ma'am. I'm sorry I didn't see you there, I hope I haven't interrupted anything."

You were about to answer the boy but Eren interrupted before you even had the chance to open your mouth. "That will be all Falco. I'll see you later" he said simply, closing the door on the boy. Eren turned in your direction but did everything he could to avoid your burning gaze as you rubbed your stomach.

"What was that about Eren? What letters?" You asked walking over to him. "Why are you meeting Reiner?"

"I think it's about time we had a little chat, don't you?" Eren asked rhetorically.

"No!" You yelled, eyes filling with tears. "We're here for a recon mission Eren, it'll give us away!"

"Y/N," Eren sighed. "I've been lying to you."

You looked at Eren, betrayal already evident in your face even before he had told you just exactly how he had lied to you. "Excuse me?" You asked.

"I'm here to let people know who we are Y/N," Eren explained. "I'm here to take the Warhammer Titan and declare war on Marley."

"Eren! No!" You exclaimed shaking your head. You took a few steps back from your boyfriend out of confusion.

"Y/N-"

"I'm going for a walk," you snapped, pushing passed Eren and slamming the door behind you before he even had a chance to stop you.

The weather outside was nice. The sun was beating down and the breeze was warm against your skin. You looked up at the sky and sighed. What on earth was Eren thinking! You weren't sure exactly how long you had been walking but you had made it to the pier just before sundown. Taking a walk had cleared your head slightly, but you couldn't let Eren go through with this... Whatever 'this' was.

You were stood still watching the ocean, deep in thought, when you felt a hand grab your arm. "Eren," you mumbled slightly, turning around. You didn't even look up at the person. You had just assumed it was Eren and nestled your head into their chest. Arms wrapped around your waist and you relaxed, that was until a strained sob forced you to look up. Your eyes widened with horror.

"It is you," Reiner sniffled up, gazing deeply into your eyes. "What are you doing here Y/N?"

"Reiner..." You whispered, stepping clumsily out of his arms and looking him up and down slowly. You had been so focused on Eren ruining the 'mission' you hadn't even thought about what would happen if someone had recognised you on your walk.

"I've missed you," he whispered as he wiped away the tears falling freely from his eyes. "So fucking much." As he took a step towards you took two steps back. "Y/N."

"N-No," you stuttered. "What are you doing here?"

Reiner looked defeated. "I thought I saw you, so I followed you. I wasn't sure if I was going out of my mind but, it really is you."

"It is me," you sighed, letting the man approach you. He was so close. Your heart was beating rapidly threatening to jump out of your ribcage at any second.

"Eren's here too, isn't he?" Reiner asked sadly, almost knowingly. You couldn't help but nod, your own eyes now welling up with tears. This was not how it was suppose to go. Reiner cupped your cheek with one hand and rubbed his thumb across your soft skin. "How's my princess?" He choked up, referring to your daughter.

You nodded quickly, "she's good." It was no secret to anybody that your daughter was Reiner's child, and leaving both you and her before she was even born was the hardest thing he had ever had to do in his life.

"I wish I could meet her," Reiner said quietly as he stared into your eyes.

"I wish you could meet her too," you whispered back, sniffling. "Why did you have to leave?" You asked rhetorically.

Reiner wiped the tears away from your eyes as he gazed into them lovingly. "I didn't belong there," he muttered. "I wish you came with me."

You thought back to the day Reiner had left. With tears in his eyes and a dry throat he had begged you to come with him, pleaded with you when you had said no. "I couldn't Reiner."

He sighed, loudly, shaking his head. You could have been a family back here in Marley. He would have protected you for the rest of his life had you let him. Reiner cleared his throat before changing the topic, "what is Eren doing here?"

"I was told it was just a recon mission up until this morning," you shrugged lightly. "Your guess is as good as mine."

"I'm meeting him later aren't I?" Reiner asked, already knowing the answer. His hand still cupped your cheeks, rubbing lightly on your skin. It was a comforting touch, one he had always done when you were together to calm you down.

"Yes," you said lowly before taking a step back from Reiner, letting his hand fall to his side. "I need to stop him Reiner. He's going to ruin everything."

"Then let him," Reiner scoffed, rolling his teary eyes.

"I can't be a single mother again Reiner," you snapped, pushing passed him.

Before you could walk even a few steps away, Reiner had grabbed your arm and spun you around, looking down at your stomach before looking into your eyes. "You're pregnant?" He asked.

"Yes. Five months."

Reiner felt his heart break. Knowing you had moved on from him was the toughest pill to swallow. He had waited for you. Thought about you constantly since getting back to Marley four years ago. Reiner dreamt of the day he would see you again. Thought about all of the things he would say and do just for you but, how could he do any of those things when you were pregnant with another mans baby? He couldn't, even though he wanted too. He swallowed roughly, ignoring the blurriness of his vision. "Congratulations. I'm sure Eren will be a better father than I ever could be."

You looked down at the gravel on the floor, kicking some up in frustration. "Reiner, I need to go."

"Okay okay," he whimpered. "But before you go..." He trailed off, cupping your cheeks again and bringing your face close to his. He pressed his lips to yours softly, allowing himself this feeling he had been missing. At first, you didn't kiss back. You wanted to push him away and walk off to stop your current boyfriend from making the biggest mistake of his life. But Reiner had a hold on you that you couldn't quite grasp the understanding of. You melted against his lips as his tongue darted across your lower lip, begging for entrance to your mouth. Eventually you gave in, opening your mouth and allowing his tongue to press flat against your own. Clumsily, Reiner had dropped his hands to your waist pulling you flush against him. He was crying fully now, his salty tears slipping through your lips making your heart clench. "I love you so much," he cried.

You pulled away from Reiner's lips and sighed, "I need to go. I have to stop Eren." He nodded, dropping his hands from your waist and taking a step back as if giving you permission to leave. You smiled softly. "Thank you, Reiner."

"I hope to see you again someday Y/N," Reiner whispered as he watched you walk away, fading into the sunset. Little did either of you realise, you'd be seeing each other a lot sooner and working alongside the other to stop Eren and the Rumbling.

I'M SORRY OK.

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[i-literally-cant-with-this]

{AOT} ATTACK ON TITAN

LEVI ACKERMAN ZOË HANGE REINER BRAUN JEAN KIRSTEIN CONNIE SPRINGER ARMIN ARLERT EREN YEAGER ERWIN SMITH

Erwin, Jean, Levi, Eren - One Shot / Drabble Erwin, Reiner, Jean - One Shot / Drabble

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[simillia]

primed for sin

eren jeager x fem! reader.

attack on titan fans— feel free to read.

#simillia #reader insert #reader interactive #x reader #anime #anime smut #attack on titan hcs #attack on titan one shot #attack on titan drabble #aot fanfiction #eren aot #attack on titan headcanons #attack on titan #snk fanfiction #eren x reader #eren yeager #shingeki no kyoujin eren #eren jaeger #wattpad

[sugawara-levi]

The Man with the Child in his Eyes

Levi x Eren

1k words

cw: post-rumbling levi is not really coping with eren’s death but instead finds comfort in his ghost

playlist: The Man with the Child in his Eyes - Kate Bush (honestly such a good fit for them), creature - iris, (Talia - King Princess)

He wasn't always there. Levi had no control over when he was there or not. He just knew he wasn't alone. Not like the world thought him to be. He had someone, someone to come home to. Someone to talk to. Someone to listen. Even though he never replied.

He did get lonely. On the nights when he didn't appear. The silence would be deafening on these nights. The loneliness suffocating his whole being. But soon he appeared again. Came back, like he always did. Whispered words of apology for only Levi to hear. That only Levi could hear. But he didn't care. He knew he was okay, would be okay, as long as he kept appearing.

Soft voices. One reminiscing, one softy laughing. At the memories. The ones made, and the ones never to be made. They were all real to him. To them. To the them that was still in his mind.

“Will you still love me? When I'm no longer young, and beautiful?” the man asks.

“Yes, yes l will” the other answers, “always” he whispers into the empty night. The tears that marked the sheets were now so normal that they went unnoticed. As long as he could stay in this moment. He would be fine.

At least his calm was better than the screams. That was what they all thought. As long as he seemed better, that was okay, right?

Right.

That was what he thought too.

When he came, all was better. All was better than before. He could be with him again. They could be again.

Anything was better than the void he had left him in.

Anything.

His arms. Even though they could hold nothing. They were his.

His voice. Even though it could say nothing out of Levi's recreation. It was his.

His. His, to have and to hold.

At night time. That was when he often came. When Levi turned around in bed, ready for another sleepless night. But then his arms were there. For him to crawl into. Forming a shelter for him.

“I'm here” he would whisper, “I'm always here” as Levi cried into his embrace.

Sometimes he would tell him stories. About the sea.

Sometimes Levi would tell him stories. About his day.

Some days were quiet.

Sometimes Levi wouldn't speak for days, weeks if he didn't appear.

But then suddenly, he's there again.

Before he goes to sleep. When he tuns the lights off and turn over. And the mattress dips with the weight of another, the feel of warm arms around him. And Levi grabs on to anything, everything. Grounding it, grounding himself. Pulling the other closer by the fabric of his shirt. The reunions were always coloured by tears. Tears marking the cloth of Eren's shirt.

“Ssh” he stroked Levi's coarse hair, “I’m here again.”

“You’re here again.”

As his heaving breaths reduced to sniffling. “You’re here again.” As his breath returned after being taken for days, weeks, lifetimes it felt like. His voice was raspy from unuse, like his morning-voice had been on the few nights they had gotten together.

“Tell me about the sea.” And he would. He would tell him about the sea for hours. Like he had talked about the sea when he was younger. When he was still hopeful. Before all this shit had gone down. When there had still been a child behind those eyes. But this was Levi's world. In this world his eyes were still shining. Glistening with the hopefull joy only a child could have. He was happy here. Telling him about seashells, sand and salty water. All the things they discovered together. About vast oceans that seemed never ending, the places they had yet to discover.

And Levi smiled again. He was whole again. Curled up in the sheets with his invisible man, he laughed again. Laughed as they gestured towards an image that only they could see.

“Tell me about the sky” the invisible man would ask. And Levi did. He told him about the things Eren had never had the time to think about. In his desperate search for freedom. Levi would tell him about the trees, the never ending sky that stretched even longer than the ocean, the new stars he had discovered.

The sleepless nights filled with tears would turn into sleepless nights filled with conversation.

And his joy was back. His life was good again.

He smiled again, and they stopped worrying. As long as he seemed better. But they didn’t know about his invisible man. They still thought he was lost. Unlike Levi.

When he came home he would tell him about his day. He would say “Hi!” as he opened the door, and start talking to the house as he undressed his outer layers. This was his routine now.

Sometimes he even warmed enough water for two cups. One was left at the counter.

He was so understanding. Very rarely did Levi have to explain his feelings about something. Eren knew. Almost magically. He knew all about Levi's situations, and they would laugh about them together. Sometimes even before Levi had finished talking about it. As if he already knew everything Levi went through. The facade was slipping. But Levi didn't notice. Or chose not to notice. But he worried. He worried that some day he would disappear and never come back. But until then, his love was for eternity.

Until then, they would have tea together at the end of Levi's day. Until then they would laugh together at all the antics that the others pulled. Until then he would fall asleep in Eren's arms every night. To the sound of his breaths against his skin.

Until then, he would always be waiting for him to come back.

Hush.

He's here again.

The man with the child in his eyes.

Until death do us part, again.

©sugawara-levi: do not copy or republish as your own

#thinking about how the both of them just wanted freedom from their lives #Levi found it in the sky above the ground #Eren found it across the ocean #one shot #ereri fanfic #riren fanfic #rivaere fanfic #shingeki no kyojin #snk #levi ackerman #aot #attack on titan #eren yeager #eren jaeger #eren x levi #levi x eren #snk fanfiction #snk fanfic #aot fanfiction #aot fanfic #attack on titan fanfiction #post war levi #levi #eren #snk levi #snk eren #ereri #riren #fanfic #rivaere

[bloompompom]

⟢ always the quiet ones

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⟢ cold, cold, cold

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⟢ count to ten

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⟢ drive-in distraction

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⟢ extra benefits

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⟢ a little joy

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⟢ playthings

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⟢ rebounding

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after a steamy dream, you seek out your boyfriend for some sleepy sex on a lazy, rainy morning. domestic au, established relationship, morning sex, porn with feelings. word count: ~3.2k

⟢ your boyfriend eren

narrative-style headcanons about boyfriend!eren. domestic au, established relationship, rough sex, some possessive behavior. word count: ~3k

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[sinnamorolly]

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summary: you come home with onys name tatted🤭

reader warnings: black coded reader, smut, creampie, reader called “princess” and “baby”,reader calls ony “papa”, lmk if i missed anything!

a/n: likes are very appreciated but pls also reblog! lmk how i did, my ask box is always open to all the sexy people reading this😛🫶🏾enjoy!!

“onyyyyy” you could only whine his name as he mercilessly fucked up into your almost sore and weeping pussy. your legs grew tired from riding him a while ago, and now you were hanging onto his shoulders for dear life while he rearranged your insides.

“cmon princess, you know what i want” you tried to lift up off him with a whine. you couldn’t help it, he just so big and he was making you take all of it! “nun un don’t fuckin run from it. walkin in here wit my name on you like i wont fuck you up for days” he says at your ear before biting the lobe. his hand snaked to the nape of your neck to place a firm grip while his arm wraps around your body to hold you still for his pounding.

“omygodddd why’re you fuckin me like this” you were slurring and on the verge of tears at this point, but you already knew exactly why.

it was over an hour and 2 rounds ago when you skipped into the apartment you share with your boyfriend of 5 years, onyankopon. you had texted him that you had a surprise so he immediately sat up from the couch when you came in. “my pretty princess” he says after you giddily greet him with a kiss, “whatchu got fa me hm?”. with a mischievous little smile you turn around and pull down the waist of your velvet tracksuit to reveal a small wrapped tattoo on your lower back that reads “ONY”.

“you like it papa?” you turn your head to see him sitting there with his lip between his teeth, a growing erection, and some big ass heart eyes. you’ve had every inch of his dick in you since.

“give it ta me pretty, lemme see that cream i love. yk i love it when you get messy fa me baby.” your pussy was already squelching so much from the previous loads of cum he stuffed in you and you could only imagine the sounds that would ensue after you came.

“m so close papa fuck” your whines we’re getting louder as that knot in your stomach got closer and closer to snapping. ony briefly pauses his thrusts to lean you back and move his hand to the front of your neck before picking his pace back up. “ohhh godd” you cry into the air as you grab onto his wrist. with every thrust, tears start springing from your now crossed eyes. the stretch, the sheer force of which he’s pounding into you, and the new angle allowing his to rub right against your sweet spot became all too much.

your mouth goes slack before letting out a pornographic moan as you come undone. you flood his dick with milky white cream that piles up at the base and drips to his balls. he fucks you straight through it before pulling down to take every inch and filling you up again.

your legs are still trembling when he lifts you off his dick and kisses you slowly. he pulls away only to see your pussy leaking cum back onto his softening dick. “think that’s enough ta make a baby, princess?”

“nigga get me a ring!”

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[softxsuki]

Here’s the urgent request summary for Eren x Stressed!Sad!Autustic!Reader and thanks for the sweet reply and letting me request it: M/N (Y/N’s mom) gave Y/N a list of chores to do after coming home from work even though she had to split her day between school and part time job in the evening during the whole day. Then one day Y/N starts crashing and burning and tells her parents her feelings and overworking her is too much and can’t be expected to do everything, (part 1 of 🌙’s urgent request)

Eren Comforts Autistic!Reader Whose Parents Overwork Her

PT 2.

Pairing: Eren x Fem!Autistic!Reader

Warnings: crying, mental breakdown, shirtless Eren

Genre: Comfort

Post-Type: Oneshot

Word Count: 1.4k

Summary: In which you feel stressed with work and school, but your parents overwork you further at home by giving you more chores and ignoring your feelings when you try to express yourself. Eren overhears and takes you with him to his place where he tries to comfort you.

[A/N: Hellooooo my 🌙anon <3! As promised, I finally got this done today. I'm sorry it took so long huhuhu, but I appreciate how patient and understand you've been with me! Shoutout to @kyanma137 for helping me out with this request. I had a little bit of trouble and she helped give me a bit of inspiration! I hope you enjoy!]

The bed sheets are cool against your warm face, soaking up the tears that pour from your exhausted eyes. Eren, who had rescued you from your house only a few minutes prior, had settled you into bed, pressing comforting kisses to your tear-stained face before leaving to give you some well needed space as he showered to get ready for bed. The sound of the shower running echoes throughout the room with a bit of light from the bathroom seeping into the dark bedroom as you think back to the events that led you to your boyfriend's house.

Each day had felt so long and exhausting, having to juggle going to school and working at your part-time job, but this specific day had exhausted you even more thanks to your parents. You had returned home from work that night, ready to just shower and hit the hay, but your mother decided to approach you with a huge list of chores she needed you to do by the end of the day. It was routine for both her and your father to overwork you after an already stressful and overwhelming day, but you decided to speak up for the first time and try to voice your frustrations to your family in hopes that they would understand and give you the opportunity to relax for once. 

You didn’t think you were asking for much as you expressed to your family how you were feeling overworked and suffocated; how you shouldn’t be expected to do everything in the house on top of your already busy day outside of your home. But the words that came from your mother next surprised you and broke your heart.

“Stop being so selfish and overdramatic. We all have to chip in and do some chores around here, now stop complaining and get to it!” She ordered, shaking her head in disappointment at your protests before turning around to look at your father as the both of them continued to talk about ‘the nerve’ you had to say something like that to them.

Tears threatened to spill from your eyes, but you were determined to hold them back. Despite your disability, you wanted to prove to your parents and to yourself that you were tough and could do anything you put your mind to, so you sucked it up, like you did everyday and moved to get a start on your chores, ignoring the stinging in your eyes as you were seconds away from breaking down.

You jumped slightly at the sound of the front door slamming open, and stood in the doorway was your boyfriend, Eren with rage in his eyes, especially as he quickly glanced at you and saw you trying to keep yourself together. He walked over to you, gently interlacing your fingers with his and led you out of your home with him, but not without first giving your parents a piece of his mind.

“The only selfish one’s here are the both of you. Y/N tries her hardest each day and instead of commending her for doing so well, you have the nerve to throw even more work at her and dismiss her feelings so quickly?” He was furious at them for making you feel so horrible, but a tiny tug from you pulls him back and he storms off with you in tow without another word, leaving your parents speechless at the front door, not giving them a chance to process what just happened.

And that was how you ended up at his place, crying into his bed sheets as you remember your parent’s actions and response to you trying to open up to them. Thank God Eren decided to pop in for a surprise visit; you don’t know how long you would have kept your composure if you stayed there and attempted to do your chores while already feeling drained, mentally and physically.

You had been crying since you entered Eren’s car earlier that evening, but the tears wouldn’t stop no matter how hard you tried to calm down. Eren gave you your space to get all your tears out, knowing you needed to let some of your frustrations go.

You’re drawn away from your thoughts as a damp Eren appears beside you with a towel hung loosely around his waist. You were so lost in your thoughts that you didn’t even hear the water shut off or see him enter the bedroom.

His heart breaks at the sight of your tears that were still steadily falling down your face as you were now rocking yourself back and forth in an attempt to calm yourself down. He takes a seat on the bed beside you and throws a weighted blanket on your body, knowing it usually helps comfort you whenever you have a breakdown like this. His fingers soothe their way through your hair, letting you know that he’s there as he begins to gently hum one of your favorite lullabies. 

Memories of the words he heard your mother say to you as he stood outside your front door replay in his mind. You had just tried to open up to a woman you thought would understand you, but instead of comforting you and offering you her support, your mother only knocked you down further. The thought alone made his blood boil all over again, and as much as he wanted to hear your thoughts on the matter so he could further help you feel better, he decided against it, knowing better than to bring up those painful words to you again. 

“C’mon angel, it’s not good to continue crying for this long,” he coos as his rough thumbs gently wipe your tears away.

You take a deep, shaky breath, focusing on the weight of the blanket on top of you along with the slight warmth that’s radiating on your face from Eren’s hands. Eren smiles softly at your attempt to calm down, one of the reasons why he fell for you was because of your strength and willpower to overcome anything and everything. 

“There we go, that’s my girl. Keep taking deep breaths,” he breathes in deeply, guiding you to do the same. 

You follow his lead, continuing to breathe as your frustrations and sadness slowly melt away and relaxation flows into you all at once, making you feel sleepy. Eren continues to whisper lovely words into your hair, reminding you how perfect you are to him and how proud he is of you for everything you do.

“Always speak your mind like you just did today. Despite having autism, your voice matters and everything you feel matters. I’ll always be here to support and love you, pretty girl,” he reassures you, hoping his words are comforting you instead of making you feel worse.

You smile softly at him, your tears fully dry as you thank him for taking care of you. Warm hands bring you close to his bare chest as he cuddles into you, glad to finally see you smile again.

“Can we watch something on TV to relax us a little?” You ask him, even though you were already fully relaxed, you wanted to spend a little more time awake with Eren.

“Of course,” he kisses the top of your head and turns the TV on, switching it to one of your favorite shows that was playing, his arm around you never once letting you go.

Your attention moves to the show playing before you, but it isn’t long until the heaviness of your eyelids win and your eyes flutter closed, the emotional weight of your tears crashing down on you and filling your body with pure exhaustion. The noise from the TV becomes muffled and sleep overtakes your body. 

Eren feels your body relax against him and hears the steady sound of your breathing. He shuts the TV off and moves you slowly into a more comfortable position, still holding you close to his chest. 

“I love you,” he whispers one last time before falling asleep beside you.

Right there in his arms is where he’ll always keep you. Never again would he let anyone hurt you like your parents did; he never wanted to see you break down like that again over someone’s words. If you were ever hurt again though, he’d always be right there to bring you back on your feet.

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Posted: 4/29/2022

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[cookiebae333]

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[thereticx]

៚spring

eren loves spring. it''s his favourite season of the year, especially when he gets to see you dressed in flowy dresses that compliment the shape of your body. when the two of you hang out, he sometimes stops and picks up some random flower only to wrap it around your finger kinda like an engagement ring. that's his way of saying that he'll stay, that he'll always be there for you and you only, no one else.

eren loves spring, when you get to lay on a soft blanket near the vacation house, you placing wet kisses on his bare shoulders that make him weak, your bodies becoming one, with hands intertwined. having him kiss every inch of you, whispering his devotion, his love for you under the sun. he doesn't care that it's slightly cold outside, not when he gets to see you like this. he buries his face into your locks, his thumb grazing over the jewellery on your finger.

eren loves spring, because it was then when he made you his, forever.

author's note: wrote this at 12 am after having a massive brain rot :))

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