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spookitapes · 1 year

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-double trouble.

summary | levi's ackerman has been acting weird. everyone can notice the difference in him, even connie the gas station clerk near levi's house was in shock from the smile gracing the usually grim ackerman's face. 30 minutes later he heads out for a smoke break and spots the town's dealer bending the pastor's daughter over his all black 2021 camaro zl1, all while the sheriff's son and connie's co-worker– eren jaeger, stands on the other side of the hood harshly fucking his fist with a lit blunt going in the other.

pairing | plug!levi x pastor's daughter!black!fem!reader x gas station clerk!sheriff's son!eren ft. gas station clerk!connie

warnings/cw | smut, angst, fluff, switch reader (first time topping), switch levi, dom eren, mfm poly relationship, mxm, fxm, drug usage (weed), double penetration, anal, dirty talk, fingering, nipple sucking, doggy style, riding big dick, secret relationship, cockwarming, recording sex, fucking in public, getting caught/voyeurism/exhibitionism, humiliation, praise, degradation, minor blood kink, face slapping (once or twice), oral(m receiving), jealous!eren, jealous!levi, bratty!reader

wordcount | 5.8k

not proofread, sorry for any mistakes !!

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"what flavor you want, baby?" levi asks as he puts the car in park in front of the familiar mini-mart.

"mmm surprise me! i heard they came out with a few new limited edition flavors in the white owls, but you know i will never complain if you get a game, love. just get whatever sounds good," you lean over and kiss him quickly before he gets out to purchase the rillos and grab eren from his shift.

you've all been so reckless lately, but it's been sooo worth it. levi and eren hate having to keep the relationship a secret, but you remind them constantly of the hostility between all of your families. even in your twenties, your father forbids you from being seen with either of the men. he tries to beat it in your head that you have a reputation to uphold, that you can't allow yourself to be seen with 'criminal junkies' like levi or a 'piece of shit dropout' like eren. that you can't get caught up in that lifestyle…and you've always followed the rules– until you were old enough to sneak around and not get caught. it all started with you hitting up levi for a 3.5, wanting to try smoking after finally moving into your own place– far, far away from your parent's prying eyes…which is why they definitely didn't know about your roommate or more importantly, your choice in a roommate– eren.

after searching for months and months around town for an affordable house for rent, you find a place that reaches all your requirements, with the exception you'd have to share the house with someone else. but you kind of liked the idea of a roomie, especially after walking in and being graced with the sight of eren jaeger half-naked and dripping wet in your brand-new living room. your eyes bulging out of your head as you try to commit the image to memory foreveeer.

of course your thirsty ass don't even notice him smirking at you checking him out, basking under your gaze and letting you get your spank bank material before he got an idea. his hands start to slide down to the towel hanging around his waist, your eyes following them but redirecting to the water droplets rolling down his lower stomach and past his vline until your eyes got even wider– turning your body around and letting apologies fly past your lips. your horny lil gremlin on the inside was cussing you out for turning around before getting a glimpse of the gorgeous man's cock, especially when he was the one stripping like that for free…you subconsciously start biting your lip, thinking of how the imprint was rather..large..like that thang was heavy and long— and oh my god why are you thinking of eren's most likely pretty dick ?! you don't even get to keep debating with yourself before you feel a presence behind you, pulling you back into his frame as he closes the door. you don't dare move, just relish in the feeling of his dick pressing up against your ass. oh yeah, he's big.

eren just chuckles to himself, turning you around before speaking,

"your room is the one by the patio doors, across from the fridge, angel."

"don't call me that, jaeger," you scoff. quickly backing yourself out of his personal space.

"i remember you liking it before or what? correct me if im wrong, angel, go right ahead."

you just roll your eyes and give him a little huff before storming off to find your room. he knows what that name means between you two. how he use to call you that back in school, well before he dropped out. before he ran away and had the whole town looking for him and that's including you. he left you without a word, without a trace if he was alive. the weeks of heartache turned into months of grieving, but you weren't grieving his life: you were grieving your relationship, your time spent on him, and the time you'll never get to waste on him. the walls you let down, and the bricks you'd have to pick back up to rebuild that barrier around your heart.

eren was your first love. the first boy to ever really– see you. he's your first kiss and the first person to make you get butterflies in your tummy. the first boy to call you beautiful and stay up all night on the phone just to hear your voice. you wanted to believe you had a strong wall rebuilt when he finally came back, but you didn't. not when you saw his long hair and tattoos– you just find him more attractive, but the sad angry look adorning his face made the hardened shell around your heart start to crack..and it starts chipping away a little more every time you see him around town. you want to see his beautiful smile again, even if was from a distance, but you still knew better than to be the first one to reconcile..so you two haven't talked since the whole ordeal went down, just the glances exchanged in passing from time to time. who are you kidding it's not glancing, you two be staring at each other from across the street like no one's business.

when you're finally in the comfort of your room, finding it rather quickly, you start unpacking trying to destress…but that doesn't work. your nerves are shot and you're mad at yourself for letting eren get you that flustered like you're a teenager again. it's infuriating and making your brain hurt, so what do you decide on? levi.

only problem is, you don't have a car..and levi very famously is not mobile this late. you're not taking another taxi at this time of night, so you suck up your pride in favor of mind-numbing bliss and go to ask eren for a ride. your palms start sweating as you twist the doorknob, and you slowly inch toward the living room where you left your ex. you spot him and freeze, but he quickly notices you and pauses the tv.

"what's up with you, y/n? thought you were gonna go pout in your room?"

"god, you're such an ass, eren..but i'll bite back my insults for now because, uh..i actually need to ask you a favor."

"go head and ask then."

"can you please take me to levi's place? i'll smoke you out and buy us milkshakes after?"

eren can't help but give in to the hopeful look in your eyes, pleading for him to take you. so he sighs and runs a hand through his semi-dried locks before standing up and stretching.

"go get your fucking shoes on and hurry up then," he pushes you by the head as he walks by, making you stumble back a little.

you flip him off behind his back while the smile on your face grows, yeah he's still whipped…and let's just say you two ended up smoking with levi, which turned into getting cross-faded, and that led to you three learning a lot about each other and each other's bodies oop.

now it's six months later and you're officially all dating..after a lot of confusion and fucking and hiding feelings and more fucking..and ever since that first night, when they took your virginity, you've been dickmatized. every chance you get you're sucking or fucking one or both of them. hell, you even blew levi on the way to the mini-mart, swallowing his cum at the red light beside the gas station while rob zombie blasts through his speakers. he still hasn't told you about the lil drop of him that rests just on the corner of your mouth, in his mind, it'll be a nice little 'just got off of work snack' for eren.

the ding of the automatic doors opening and closing alerts you, and just as you start getting impatient you see your men walking toward the car. you can't hide your excitement as you hop into the backseat to attack eren with kisses as soon as his door closes. his giggles fill the space as the engine roars to life and he tells levi to just pull around back. he's had a rough day and he just needs to smoke real quick and then they'll head home. so levi complies, stopping right out of view of the security camera where eren instructs him.

"baby come sit with us, pleeassseee. know you like sitting up there, but wanna be close to you," your bottom lip juts out as your eyes get that look in them.

"fine, but don't act like a bratty fucking slut. wait till we get back home or i'll drag you inside and fuck you right over the counter so connie can watch you cry for my cock and ruin that precious reputation along with that makeup of yours, understand?"

"better listen to him sweetpea, sounds serious," eren chimes in as he finishes breaking the rillo open, dumping the guts out. "can i see the weed, babe?"

levi hands eren the bag before stepping out of the car, walking around to get on the other side of you in the backseat. you throw your legs across vi's lap, snuggling into eren's side while he rolls the blunt.

"lev and i missed you soooo much," you release a big sigh you didn't realize you were holding in. "know it was only a 10-hour shift but i don't care..missed you so so much."

eren looks at you, wrapped up in his side all cozy and looking at him with those needy little eyes. he knows you missed him because he missed you and levi ten times more. he never hated going to his shifts more than when he finally had a reason to stay at home all day.

"missed you guys, too. so so much, sweetpea. thought of you all day and even watched that pretty video levi sent me earlier of him edging you on break. you ever get to cum today, baby doll?"

"n-no." you barely whimper it out, and the duo in the car barely catch it.

"cause she was being a fucking bratty whore. you want me to tell him don't you? want me to tell him the nasty shit you do to get a rise out of me when he's not there? huh, sweetpea?" there's a special venom that attaches to the pet name when it spits out of levi's lips.

the tears start to fill your eyes, you know now that he's brought it up eren's gonna find out. you can get away with a lot more when it comes to levi, not that he doesn't punish you..but you know better than to act up like that around eren. know better than to act like that without him there, too, but sometimes your pussy thinks waaaaay before your brain.

"p-please don't lev! wh-why'd you even have to bring that up- what the fuck did you do?" eren's booming voice cuts you off. the now lit blunt going between his lips as he awaits a response from you..but you can't say anything, not when it comes to this. levi knows that, that's why he speaks up just as you let your tears fall; all while never breaking eye contact with ren.

"locked herself in the bedroom and used the wand while screaming out connie's name. begging for him and saying how we can't fuck her like he can– not even close. when i got in she didn't even stop, just stared me in the eyes as she slide her fingers in our cunt. like she fucking owns it." he starts growling out his words near the end. eren cocks an eyebrow at you, taking one last puff before passing it to you.

"so here's what's gonna happen, doll. you're gonna hit on that till you feel good, then your gonna suck this cock, kay? after you suck me dry imma have lev fuck you over the hood while daddy watches. after he cums in your greedy lil pussy i'm gonna make you take us both in this backseat. we're not going home till all your holes have been filled, baby."

you can't help the wet patch that grows in your panties, nodding your head while taking a drag, but next thing you know you're coughing. scrambling to catch your breath as eren's hand lands on your cheek, fingers moving down to lightly grip your neck.

"nah lemme hear you say it, bitch."

"i-i'm sorry! i'm sorry, wasn't thinking daddy! promise i'll behave..i'll be a good girl for you both, promise!" your thighs are clenching as he kisses your lips and releases your neck before bringing the blunt back to your lips.

"now go back to work so you can get to sucking my cock."

the weed levi gets is always good, but this shit is goooood! within a few deep inhales your mind is fuzzy, vision a little slowed as you pass it to levi and get eren's dick out while turning fully towards him. ass in the air facing levi as your front goes down to eye level with eren's cock. god he really does have a pretty dick, long and veiny with a prince albert piercing to compliment it. the sight always makes your mouth water, immediately giving him kitten licks on his tip and sucking up his precum.

"don't you dare fucking tease me. now do it right before i fuck your throat, whore." with that, he shoves your head down to take more of his dick. you get the memo and apologize with a mouth full of cock before putting that work in. deepthroating him while keeping eye contact, playing with his balls. the groans leaving him are fueling you, making you bob your head faster, twirling your tongue around his shaft. you're interrupted by a moan when you feel levi scrunching your skirt up to your stomach from behind you, fingers playing with your soaked panties. you pull off eren's dick as the fingers push your panties aside and into your pussy. the pitiful sounds breaking into a scream when levi lets the blunt's cherry rest against your ass for a second.

"keep sucking and don't come back up unless it's to kiss lev with my cum in your fucking mouth, you understand me, y/n?" the look in his eyes is enough to convince you alone, so you say "yes sir 'm sorry!" before diving back down to gag on his cock like it's a sport. slurping on his balls until he's about to cum and then your favorite– using your tongue to play with his piercing until he's whimpering, and when he does finally cum you make sure not to swallow it all. coming up and reaching for levi, kissing him so hard and right in front of ren as he watches you push his cum into your boyfriend's mouth. levi's moaning and pulling you closer to bully his tongue into your mouth, making sure he gets every last drop from you..even sucking on your tongue before pulling away.

"get the fuck out, can't take it anymore needa fuck you- can we, babe? please– gotta let me fuck her," levi starts whining.

"go head darlin," eren's laughing under his breath at the needy tone of lev's voice, "bend her over and give her that pounding she's been craving."

with the permission, you're being pulled from the car, ass out and all with your skirt still up around your tummy. the cold night air nipping at your exposed skin, but the car's still warm as levi bends you over it, heating you up a little before he's ripping the drenched cloth from between your legs off your body. he lowers his body on top of yours, gripping your hair and forcing your head back to look at him.

"you know i'll buy you as many pairs as your heart desires, so be a good girl don't give me no shit for these ones." letting out a huff before you open your mouth to scold him, you're interrupted by your own balled up torn panties being shoved down your throat as he slams your front back down onto the car. "you know for someone who spends so much time swallowing dick, you really do talk too much."

you're about to start throwing your hands back behind you, land a slap to the man who just humiliated you to the point your slick's running down your thighs..but that's when you hear eren's door open and close. counting the steps he takes before he's in your vision, right in front of you on the other side of the hood you're currently bent over. he looks so good, dick still hard and standing up out of his black jeans and boxers. the chain with you and levi's initials engraved near the clasp dangles from his neck, levi sporting a twinning bracelet adorning you and eren's initials, and that leaves you with an anklet that has tiny dangling letters– e & l, to match. you don't get to admire him long before levi's slapping your ass, positioning you to arch your back a little more before he slides into your pussy. he's going so slow, making you feel every inch of his heavenly thick dick. while eren's is a little longer, levi's cock is so wide it always ends the same way: your legs shaking with him between your legs.

"don't even think of fucking cumming without permission," his mouth is against your ear, biting at the lobe as he starts slamming his hips into your ass at a fast pace. the ambient sounds of the city are being drowned out by the slapping of skin and the noises leaving your mouths. you look back up at eren to find him fisting his cock while he keeps smoking, the hazy look taking over his eyes as he smiles at you. he reaches forward, taking the panties from your mouth to stuff them in his back pocket.

"f-fuck sir, keep fucking me, please don't stop– pleasedontfuckingstooop!" your minds going numb, already starting to get cock drunk off the abuse your cunt's taking. the pitch of your voice is getting higher with each mindless babble you let slip from your lips. "im so wet sir, a-all for you! it-it's all over my t-thighs baby, FUUCKK!"

"yeah i know you love this dick, baby, but don't worry i love this pussy even more. you think i don't know my pussy's weeping?" he's cruelly laughing at you as his thrusts get harder, "baby it's all over you? i'm fucking covered in it, this fucking dick is dripping in you. don't gotta tell me, love– i know, i know you're just a slutty little thing who needs her small brains fucked out her head, yeah?"

you're nodding along with him, agreeing as you rock your hips back to meet his. you're so caught up in the pleasure that you don't notice the sound of the back door of the mini-mart opening, connie stepping out for his smoke break. since it's pretty late and slowing down, he knows it's about time for the store's dead zone of no customers. now he's stuck in place, taking it all in as your moans float through the night to awaken his cock. his eyes meet with eren's, as the tattooed man takes one last drag from the roach before throwing it down and stomping it out on the asphalt. he doesn't alert you, and lets you keep acting like a slut while he makes eye contact with his boyfriend, who was already fucking into you harder under connie's gaze. like they're talking telepathically, the shared looks turn into smirks spreading on each other of your boyfriends' faces that read the same.

"looks like you got yourself an audience, doll."

your body gets stiff as your hips stutter to a stop. your mind racing on who it could be. you should be appalled. should be scrambling to cover your body and hiding your face so you aren't recognizable, but you don't. you should be sobbing over the reputation you've been taught to protect so hard, but you don't...and you definitely don't miss the way you tighten up at the thought of someone watching you…levi doesn't miss it either, and he sure as hell isn't letting you get away with it.

"oh- naughty fucking s-slut! yeah she likes being watched, ren..can feel this slutty pussy squeezing me ever since you told her." levi's letting out uncontrollable sounds now, lost in your tight little pussy. he's pulling one of your legs up onto the hood, giving connie a clear view of your pussy getting dogged. it's getting too much for him, slipping his hand down his pants to relieve some of the pressure of his swollen dick against the confines.

"nah, i want you to look at him. fucking looking at him, y/n!" eren's fucking his fist at the same intense pace that levi's slamming into you, the anger burning in his irises growing as he thinks of your words spoken about springer when he wasn't around. "look at your lil boyfriend while you get your guts rearranged."

you crane your neck back, trying to get a view of the person watching you get your back blown and you're met with none other than your ex-classmate and old youth group leader– connie springer. your eyes go wide at the sight, his hand down his pants while his chest heaves up and down looking at you in such a vulnerable state. you get so hot under his gaze, at the thought of him getting off to seeing you like this– all pliant and slutty for your daddies. you can't help it when you cum on command as your eyes lock for the first time, legs shaking and screams ripping from your lungs into the dark night as you disobey the very man who allowed you this pleasure. you keep squirming around even after levi stops his thrusts, frozen in place, in shock that you're actually cumming without asking first. the dumbfounded look is mirrored when he glances up to see his boyfriend's expression as his hips come to a stop in his own fist.

you're so delirious, so drunk on the euphoria of levi's dick in your guts that you don't even notice the tension rising. just start throwing your ass back against your man, nails digging into his arms caging you down. but before you know it he's pulling out and turning you around, eyes on fire from you going against his orders.

"w-wait daddy 'm s-sorry! im so so- AHHH VI, S-STOP!" your pleas are cut off by the cries you let out, body jolting from the harsh smacks landing on your pussy. quick and right after each other, not giving you any time to breathe. you just keep crying, trying to squirm away from his hits, but also trying to grind into his hand. it's a battle of pain and pleasure that's making your pussy leak more than you ever thought possible.

"get her ass in the car, i'm recruiting a cameraman first," eren walks to the other side of the car while tucking his dick back in his pants and squishing your cheeks together. he sucks on his teeth while watching the tears flow down your face before kissing you on the lips and letting go, slapping you just enough to have your eyes rolling into the back of your head. levi's beckoning you into the vehicle as ren makes his way towards connie.

"ayo springer," eren walks up as connie starts to light his cigarette, "i got a proposition for you…"

you're busy getting your clothes stripped off while levi tugs you onto his lap, his hands going back to tear your grey crop top off so he can get his lips on your beautiful brown nipples. he loves sucking on his baby's buds; wants to secretly get you pregnant soooo bad, to see you get all round and your tits fill up, wants to massage and suck the milk out of them when you're sore and need relief. you're grinding against levi's thigh now that your skirt's off your body, grinding hard. that familiar coil tightening in your tummy again. the only thing left on your body being the chains wrapped around your waist, eren's personal fave accessory of yours.

"g-gonna cum v-vi! can i cum, daddy? pleasplease lemme 'm sorry for cumming earlier— couldn't help it! you're t-too big..too fucking big daddy.…fuuuccckkk 'm gonna cummm!" right as you're about to reach your high, the doors open and levi stops your hips with a death grip from his hands.

you're too far gone at this point, not even caring that connie's now seeing you fully naked and an absolute mess all over levi's lap. It's quite the sight: your cream all over his pants from your lil humping sesh and the prettiest tears in your eyes as you keep struggling in his grip. eren runs his hands over your body in levi's hold as you start whining out for them to touch you, subconsciously playing with the chains around your center.

"don't miss the angle because you're too busy beating your dick to my girl, springer!" eren threatens as he hands him his phone open to the camera, "and don't forget the flash like a fucking idiot!"

the blinding light of eren's flash flickers on before the count down for the video starts. you feel your pussy throbbing at the idea of connie recording you getting put in place…in the back of the mini-mart no less. it spurs you further as your hands head for lev's still-undone pants.

"gon' get your wish, baby. now suck on lev's cock while i prep this pretty lil hole to take me," he's manhandling you into the position he wants before you can even think of moving yourself. you find yourself ass up again tonight, thrusting back towards eren to grind on his reclothed dick.

"mmph-daddy pl-pleath! wov when you mmm– fuck my a-ass!" you try to get out around levi's thick tip that's slowly disappearing into your mouth already.

"fuuck– you're so fucking nasty, huh baby? wanna put on a show for springer and the camera like a dirty little slut, don' you?" he's landing slaps to your ass that have you moaning around your other boyfriend's dick. sending him to thrust up into your mouth as whimpers fly past his trembling lips-

"o-ooooh fuuuuckk, mmm gonna cum down your fuck throat. gon' paint that shit– and better not waste a single drop, m'kay baby? fuuucckkk fuckfuckfuck!" he starts getting teary-eyed when you start playing with his balls. sinking into subspace as you milk his cock— while staring right into connie's eyes. "r-rennn baby can icanicanidaddypleeaasse!" the tears are falling now, levi's eyes starting to cross as he teters on the edge.

"come here– kiss me and you can cum baby. can cum all down her throat if you lemme feel your lips, haven't got a kiss from you since this morning,"

levi doesn't miss the pout in his boyfriend's voice as he immediately shoots forward and pulls eren into a messy, nasty kiss. the movement making you take even more of his cock down your throat, your choking sounds music to your lovers' ears as they swat spit over your body. eren takes this time to break away to bring two of his fingers up for levi to suck and choke on. fucking his throat with his fingers as he cums down yours with beautiful muffled sounds of pleasure floating from around ren's fingers. you cockwarm levi down your throat as eren pushes one finger into your ass, whines coming from your mouth and overstimulating levi, but it fuels eren. fuels him to fuck your ass a little harder with his finger so you make those perfect lil noises round vi's dick and get him to keep crying those pretty tears of pleasure he loves so much.

your fucking yourself back onto his fingers when he slips a second one in, trying to beg him to just fuck you already with your actions. brain too fuzzy and throat too full to express yourself with words. you feel lev's dick start to get hard again in your mouth, slowly bobbing your head to get him fully erect again. levi's digging his fingernails into his palms so hard it's leaving behind crescent imprints, but eren's breaking point is seeing him bite his lip so hard it draws blood. he's pulling his fingers from your ass before leaning down to spit the hole and manhandling you to get off lev's dick. a popping sound filling the space of the car as your mouth leaves his cock, and your back hits his chest before he's giving you an order—

"now ride his fucking dick till i decide you deserve mine, too." he ends his sentence with a harsh slap to your ass, making you jump a little as a moan escapes you.

"yes sir," it's whispered as you climb onto levi's lap, reaching to put his tip at your entrance.

"now ride him like a real slut. he's all subby for you, love. don't you wanna make sir feel good? wanna take care of him?"

that sparks something inside you. seeing your boyfriend's cloudy eyes, more tears brimming behind the red cheeks and quivering hands dangling in the air because he doesn't know where to put them.

"it's okay, sir. you can touch me– gimmie you hands, baby. touch me ju-just like that, sir!" you bring your hands to guide his to your chest, letting him take over after he starts groping your breasts. "yeah keep touching me, don't stop, vi-gon' ride you now!"

you sink your hips down, taking him balls deep till his pubes brush against your clit making you pick up your pace. you keep taking him all the way out before slamming all the way back down, wanting to see levi break– but from you this time. never took control and they're giving you an opportunity to.. especially on camera so you could play it back when you're missing your boys.

"yeah baby, just lemme fuck myself for you! gon fuck this dick till your cumming in me and filling me up, sir~"

the sounds leaving levi's mouth are straight out of a porno— and you're getting the most of the power trip. taking his hands and holding them to the roof as you get on your tip toes to really start riding your man. leaning forward to lick the blood dripping down his chin, tracing its path with your tongue, and sucking his bottom lip one into your mouth while alternating between dropping down and swirling your hips..till you fly a little too close to the sun. you see him on the edge, hips starting to rut up to meet you as his sounds get higher and higher like yours before you nut. you're spelling your name on his dick when levi's legs start shaking at the last letter, so without a second thought, you're pulling up off him. before you can react you're being pulled back down onto his lap. dick bullying up into you as he starts jackhammering into you from underneath. the way he's hitting you so deep has you howling and wrapping your arms around his shoulders, digging your head in his neck as your screams fill up his ear.

"nah fuc-fucking look at me, bitch! think you gon' edge me? think you're ready for that, sweetpea?" when you don't look at him he's growling and letting one of his hands tangle into your hair as he yanks you back to look at him. you've never seen him so mad, eyes set hard and glaring at you. "you ever try that shit again and i won't let you cum for a week– no a month! make you watch me and daddy fuck every day while you're tied up. gonna play with your princess parts till you're crying from your eyes and this little pussy, but won't let you have any cock or let you cum. you want that, y/n?"

"n-noo! c-can't do that s-sir! can't do it! w-won't survive without y-your dicks– will die if you don't fuck me, if you don't gimme that fucking dick, baby!" you're crying your own tears now, pussy leaking while you fuck down to meet his hips. "won't ever d-do it ever again, baby! nevereverrrr siirrr– fuckkkk right there- right fuckinthereeee!" you start slurring your words, pussy getting ready to burst all on his dick.

both men are chuckling at you, watching as you release your juices all over lev. the sounds leaving you have connie getting his dick back out, making sure not to fuck up the visual of what he's filming in the process. eren's heart just bout thumps out his chest when you grind down on levi slowly, looking back at him with that lost look twinkling in your eyes.

"c-can you fuck my ass now, daddy? ha-have i earned it yet?"

he just groans before pulling you back toward him a little, changing the angle of levi's cock in you as he puts his lips on yours. he moves closer behind you, sliding a hand down to play with your clit as he positions his dick at your puckering hole. he doesn't make you wait long as he inches himself in, gasping with you as he feels levi's cock rubbing up against his between the thin layer of skin separating them. his pace starts slow, but as you start bouncing harder on levi, the harsher he gets in return. you're so– full. can't even talk, just let out animalistic noises as you all fall into a rhythm. your eyes find their way back to connie's as the sound of his wet fist keeps fucking his cock despite the multiple loads leaking around the base of his dick and all over himself. this time it's connie that's cumming from the eye contact, as you watch him pull another heavy load from his red and irritated cock.

it doesn't take long before you're all three close to cumming, always getting your nut faster when you fuck like this. it's like your bodies are puzzle pieces that match up, connecting and fitting perfectly. it makes you feel better than the drugs ever could, being this close with your lovers. the light-headed feeling starts taking over your brain as your begs to cum start pouring out shortly after.

"hold on baby," eren's placing a kiss to your hairline before he's making levi look into his eyes. "y-you close, lev, huh baby? you gettin close pretty boy?"

"uh-huhhh daddy, gonna breed this pretty lil slut, but not till you tell me to!"

"can we all try and cum together? gon let you get your nut, don't worry loves. just wan' do it together, okay? now fucking cum! cum one more time for me so we can go home and do this all fucking over again!"

the words bubbling up in your throat don't make it out as the electric feeling of your pussy getting ready to orgasm bubbles up, again. your toes curl as the thursts stop inside you and the feeling of hot cum battering up your insides floods your senses. the feeling making you cream all over them, screaming into the night as your back arches into eren's back, your tit going into levi's mouth once again. you all lay there for a second after the camera's turned off, the only thing being heard are the pants of all four of you filling up the camaro.

"tell anyone about this and i'll fucking kill you, springer," eren huffs out while regaining his breath and taking his phone back from his grasp.

"yeah keep your damn mouth shut or you're dead, baldy." levi chimes in, sending him a glare while petting your back trying to calm you down from the pounding you just endured.

"now get the fuck out," eren demands, a smirk returning to his face. "by my count you got about 15 angry customers waiting on you inside, playboy."

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excerpt: "house of the rising sun" (ererivamika dark vampire au)

fandom: aot/snk

characters: vampire!eren jaeger x vampire!mikasa ackerman (background established vampire!eren jaeger x vampire!levi ackerman)

synopsis: levi and eren have maintained a quiet co-existence for the past few decades — until eren saves and brings home a young girl that will inevitably disrupt their manufactured domesticity; or: polyamorous vampire au loosely inspired by "interview with the vampire"

tags & warnings: 1950s setting; age difference; underage; polyamory; blood drinking + blood kink; sex education; grooming; gratuitous pet names; light dom/sub; daddy kink; loss of virginity; dacryphilia; mikasa is a little brat; eren is her vampire creator who teachers her "his ways"

a/n: yet another one of my kinktober fics for the @deaddovekink event over on twitter! part one, which is eremika heavy, is already posted on ao3. part two is coming soon — and will feature ereri, rivamika, and ererivamika 😈

word count: ~3.6k

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As Eren had hoped, Mikasa proved to be an ideal addition to his and Levi’s home. She broke the monotony of the rhythmic co-existence they established over the past few decades — in a highly pleasant manner. Her youth added levity to their quiet home.

However, Eren also loathed that Levi was right: as his husband rightfully warned him, Mikasa proved to be quite the handful.

Not because she adapted miraculously well to her new lifestyle and new abilities. Eren was confounded by her strength, agility, and heightened senses; her quick inclination to vampiric life was the most manageable part of his newly created charge.

No — she was a handful because Mikasa was, undeniably, a teenager. A bratty one, at that. She loathed the boundaries Eren and Levi set for her, no matter how well-intentioned those boundaries were, and she took every opportunity possible to loudly and whiningly express her discontent.

“I’ve been so hungry, Eren!” She pouted up at him from where she lay on his home office’s carpeted floor.

Eren loved that Mikasa frequently gravitated to his side — like a true pet, of sorts. She even wanted to stay near while he completed monotonous tasks like paying bills or reviewing patient cases. However, after some time, she demanded his attention.

“You’re still getting adjusted to your new diet, love — it’s why your appetite is still so ravenous,” Eren responded in an even tone. “However, we can’t have you go out to hunt just yet. Not when you’re still growing accustomed to your new instincts.”

Mikasa grumbled. Eren wanted to smile, entertained by her antics, but he kept his eyes on his letters and his face stoically composed.

“Go get another drink from the cabinet,” he told her. “There’s more than enough to satiate your appetite."

"Yuck," Mikasa scoffed. "I'm sick of drinking all that preserved crap. I want something fresh, Eren. I think I can manage going outside for a night — especially if you came with me."

She scrambled from her back onto her knees, and she hurriedly crawled across his office floor — right next to Eren's chair. She rested her chin on his lap and blinked up at him with wide eyes. "Pretty please, Eren?" she begged.

Eren ignored her, but his expression cracked with a gratified smile.

"Begging won't get you anything, dear,” he gently scolded. “Levi and I agree: you're not ready."

Mikasa furrowed her brow and stuck her tongue out at him. (Eren tried, miserably, to prevent his lips from twitching again.)

“You two are the worst.”

“And you, miss, are becoming quite insufferable.” Eren sighed, then put his pen down, removed his glasses, and unfastened and rolled up his sleeve, exposing his pristine wrist. “Here — this will keep you satiated for a while, until we’re able to get you a proper food source.”

Mikasa blinked, surprised at Eren’s offering. Nevertheless, he saw the undeniable curiosity and eagerness beneath her nervousness.

“Go ahead, doll,” he encouraged. “It’ll improve your condition, I assure you.”

“Will I hurt you?”

He shrugged. “Maybe a little. But I never mind a little pain.”

Mikasa giggled. A deceptively innocent sound that devilishly stirred Eren’s insides.

“Go on,” he whispered.

Mikasa slowly positioned her lips over his skin — and Eren winced slightly as Mikasa sank her fangs into his wrist. She was unpracticed, so she bit harder and more deeply than necessary.

He watched, pleased, as her eyelids began to slowly droop shut — as she quietly hummed her contentment as she drank.

“Tastes better, right?” he whispered, entranced.

Mikasa drowsily nodded, her lips still latched onto Eren’s wrist. He bit back a moan when she looked up at him, violet irises peeking under heavy lids. He felt his own fangs start to come out, felt his cock twitch. Especially when she began to drink with such vigor, the blood spilled out the sides of her lips and began to stain her cheeks red.

“That’s enough now, love,” Eren panted, near breathless. He pushed her face away with a strong and gentle hand — and he stifled a groan at how her usually pristine face was covered with gore.

“Eren, please!”

Eren leaned back in his chair and let out a shaky exhale. He gave himself a brief moment to compose himself, to allow his erection to soften and his breathing to slow.

“Now, love,” Eren softly chastised as he wiped her face clean with his palms — Mikasa ravenously chased after his hands, eager to lick them clean. “If you want more, I cannot simply give it to you freely. An eye for an eye — you should know that.”

“Then what can I do? I want more.”

Eren surveyed her for a moment — then his face split into a devilish grin. He pushed away from her and scooted his chair away from his desk, before patting his knees with his palms.

“Come here, doll,” he demanded. “Get up and take a seat.”

Mikasa scrambled to her feet, eager to listen. She smiled beatifically as she straddled him, one strong thigh on either side of his lap.

“Now,” he said, as he slid her skirt up to expose her skin. “I have an idea.”

He moved his hands from her thighs to her blouse. He marveled as her eyes darkened and her chest heaved with anticipation, as he unbuttoned her shirt dress. Eren chased each inch of her exposed skin with a gentle kiss. Mikasa whimpered.

“I’ve been curious to taste you again, love,” he murmured against Mikasa’s neck. “Your blood was *truly* near impossible to stop drinking. I would have drained your entire body that day, if I weren’t so eager to keep you for myself.”

He slid the top of her dress off her shoulders and down her arms, so her collarbones and the tops of her breasts — spilling out of her wired cups — were visible to him.

“Now, if you want another drink from me,” Eren began, as he traced lazy circles on Mikasa’s bare skin. “I demand a drink of my own.”

Mikasa’s violet eyes were now black. And Eren’s fangs were truly out and sharp, dripping with his saliva and venom.

“May I indulge in another taste, Mikasa?” he whispered.

“Yes, please,” she sighed with a shy smile and glisteningly eager eyes.

And, before she could change her mind, Eren plunged his fangs into her chest, right over her heart. The sweetness of her blood coated his tongue, dripped down his throat.

And Mikasa dug her fingertips into his neck. A loud moan fell from her panting lips — a joyous sound that reverberated in Eren’s chest and (he was certain) echoed throughout the house.

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After her initial shock at her new state of life, Mikasa began to adjust surprisingly well to immortality.

It helped that she had learned how to control her heightened sense of smell, her strength, her bloodlust. She was now able to go out and hunt on our own — a development that spared Eren’s and Levi’s reserve supply and satisfied Mikasa's restlessness from being cooped up in the older men's home.

Mikasa did not loathe being around them, however. Even though she needed time to get adjusted to their peculiarities, they ran and maintained a comfortable and luxurious household. Mikasa never wanted for anything. Whenever she asked for something — a new dress, new shoes, a new record or book, a paint set or an instrument to satisfy some newfound creative endeavor — Eren or Levi would present it to her a few hours later. No questions asked. It was a comfort that she had never experienced before.

Over the first few months of her new life, Levi mostly kept to himself. The distance worried her sometimes — she wondered if her presence was more disruptive than she hoped. However, Eren assured her that Levi's self-afflicted solitude was very typical. "Levi has walked this earth for quite some time," he reminded her. "He needs some quiet every once in a while, and a few months is nothing in the grand scheme of eternity."

Eren, though, was doting and nearly omnipresent — and, therefore, a key component to her vampiric adjustment. He gave her everything she requested with a nurturing smile and contagious enthusiasm, including his own blood. Even though she now could freely hunt, he still eagerly allowed her to feed from him — an aspect of their relationship that she savored. Consuming his blood not only satiated her hunger in a way that the countless reserve bottles failed to do, but also left a lingering desire within Mikasa to *please* him as much as possible.

After all, he healed her from near death. He housed her and clothed her and overwhelmed her with care and concern. Thus, her initial fear of eternity alongside a man who changed her nature without her consent eventually was replaced with an agonizing devotion: she owed everything to Eren, and she was grateful.

She supposed that this was what love was.

This was also why she never hesitated to bare her wrists or neck to him, whenever he — with darkened eyes and a desperate voice — begged her for a taste of her blood. She always happily obliged, and Eren would hungrily take her into his arms.

She had learned to enjoy — had even begun to long for — the pleasure and pain that came from Eren’s feedings. There was something simultaneously soothing and spine-tingling about Eren’s breath on her neck, his teeth buried into her skin, the thought of her blood leaving her veins and coating Eren’s tongue. At the end of these feedings, she panted heavily and felt a curious ache in her chest and a wetness between her legs.

At first, when she had asked Eren about her bodily reactions, his eyes would flash, and he would lightly chuckle. “That’s normal, doll,” he would whisper against her hair. Then, he would gently kiss her temple.

Dissatisfied with his non-answer, Mikasa would press him for more information. He continued to brush off her questioning. Until, one day, when she was perched on his desk and as he stood between her legs after drinking from her neck, he finally elaborated.

“You are persistent, aren’t you?” he said, chuckling and lightly tapping the tip of her nose. “Fine. If you must know, it’s arousal, doll. Lust. Desire.”

Mikasa involuntarily squeaked, upset that her body would betray the thoughts she believed were safely housed in her private moments. Despite her best intentions, hazy daydreams of Eren above her, beside her, *overpowering* her in some unknown manner had begun to frequently cloud her mind.

“It’s okay,” Eren crooned as he smiled and soothingly rubbed Mikasa’s clothed thigh. “Truthfully, I would be disappointed if you didn’t lust for me after all this time. We share blood and venom in more ways than one; it’s only natural.”

Eren continued to placate her with soft, laving kisses on her neck, over his bite marks. And Mikasa sighed, contented.

“I’m just embarrassed,” she confessed.

“You have nothing to be ashamed of — especially with me, Mikasa.”

She sighed and dipped her chin. “I just wouldn’t know what to do,” she mumbled.

Eren forcefully tipped her chin back up, and Mikasa unwillingly looked him in the eye. Playfulness and violence danced behind his bespectacled blue-greens. Mikasa trembled.

“I’d be happy to teach you, little love,” Eren whispered as he caressed her jawline. “I could show you how to satisfy this particular type of hunger. Would you like that?”

Mikasa bit her lip, hesitating. Then, peering up at Eren through her long lashes, she nodded. Shy, but eager.

“Then open up, doll,” he commanded, tapping her knees so that she could widen her legs for him. “And lift your skirt for me.”

She obliged, hurriedly bunching her skirt at her waist and opening her legs wider atop his desk. Before Mikasa could ask what he would do, Eren slipped his hand between her legs and pressed his thumb over her dampening underwear. She gasped at the contact — before she moaned, low and loudly, as Eren continued to press deliberately and rhythmically on her clothed center.

“You are an eager thing, aren’t you?” Eren kissed the corner of her lip as he drew circles at her center.

Mikasa struggled to breathe. She dug her free hand into Eren’s arm, while the other gripped her skirt. And Eren picked up his pace until Mikasa began to squirm, a hot tension building at her center.

“Eren,” she whined, overwhelmed and a little frightened.

He pressed his lips against the corner of her mouth, and Mikasa squeezed her eyes tightly. “Don’t fight it, Mikasa,” he mumbled — and Mikasa could feel the sharp pain of his fangs against her trembling lips.

She scrambled to anchor herself, one hand still clinging to her dress and the other hand painfully gripping the edge of Eren's desk. She could barely register his mumbled words — terms of endearment, words of encouragement — over the growing fire in the pit of her stomach.

There was a part of her that wanted him to stop; his fingers felt too rough, and the new sensations were too overwhelming. But a much larger part — the part eager to please, to show Eren that he deserved every bit of her after he saved her life — diverted her focus to Eren's lips against hers and his thumb furiously rubbing her center.

Her chest began to heave. Her thighs shook with the effort to keep them apart. And, after a few minutes of the tension steadily building, Mikasa felt like a band had snapped inside her. She wailed as euphoria washed over her, as she tasted blood — her blood — as Eren bit down on her lips and slowed his circles at her pulsing center.

“There you go,” Eren whispered against Mikasa’s bleeding and panting lips, before he licked into her mouth with abandon.

He had never truly kissed her before this. Only pecks on her temple, on her cheek, and on the corner of her lips; eager bites at her throat and any other bare expanse of skin he could access. But this kiss — all hungry lips and glistening teeth and laving tongue — left her wanting more.

“Eren, please,” she whimpered, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck.

"I know, love," he muttered. And, because Mikasa knew he never denied her anything, he pulled her closer and plunged his fingers inside of her — caressed where she was sensitive and wanting, pressed deeper and upward until he coaxed another orgasm from her.

They continued in this way for days, weeks, maybe even months (in truth, Mikasa wasn’t sure because time blended together in their house). And with every moment they spent together, Mikasa’s carnal knowledge expanded, thanks to Eren’s tutelage.

He helped her to discover how sensitive her nipples were, how quickly she would come undone when he worked her clit with his deft fingers or his assured tongue. How she always needed to hold tightly onto something — the back of the couch, the edge of his desk, his hair — when she finally burst under his ministrations.

He showed her how to properly hold a cock, how firmly to hold him between her small hands until he orgasmed, how to relax her jaw and throat so she could more fully take him into her mouth. She marveled at the creamy liquid that spurted from his cockhead, and — before he could protest — she greedily lapped up the cum that spilled onto his unclothed torso, his thighs, her hands.

But he still refused to give her what she really wanted because he insisted that she wasn’t ready. No matter how damp her underthings became, how enthusiastically she rubbed herself against his erection.

One day, as she sat on his lap and allowed him to suck and kiss her neck, she grew frustrated at Eren's constant insistence that he knew what was best for her. She didn't care what he said: she knew what she wanted, and she was determined to take it. Emboldened, she pushed him away from her. Before he could admonish her, she took his right hand and sucked his fingers between her lips.

Eren moaned, and she felt him shift beneath her. "No biting," he muttered.

With his fingers pressed down on her tongue, Mikasa could only glare. She fumed at his audacity to utter a command, when she sat atop him and yearned to take control. Incensed, she bit down on his fingers, felt the crunch of his bones between her strong jaw — and Eren cursed. Loudly.

“I told you not to bite, you brat," he spat. His face contorted with rage, and — surprisingly — Mikasa felt only unbridled joy at this provoked crack in his nurturing demeanor. She smiled, wide, and she saw Eren's eyes flicker over her bloodied-pink teeth and her twinkling eyes.

"You are a disrespectful little thing," he growled, and Mikasa giggled at his anger. Even when he quickly stood, carrying her so easily by her thighs, and dropped her violently and unceremoniously onto his desk, she felt elation. This was all she had wanted: for Eren to stop treating her like she were a delicate thing; for him to show her that he desired her — as a woman, as an *equal* — as much as she desired him.

Furious, Eren ripped her shirtdress apart, her buttons falling delicately onto his office floor, and tore her sodden panties to shreds. He forced her legs apart with one hand and thrust his bloodied, bitten fingers deep into Mikasa's cunt.

He had never fingered her so forcefully before. Mikasa watched through heavy lids as Eren hurriedly pumped his wrist, as his fingers disappeared inside of her, as her milky arousal stained pink with the blood from Eren's mangled fingers.

"Don't ever disobey me again," he growled.

Mikasa whined.

"Maybe you need to give me your cock, then," she hurriedly muttered, before her courage disappeared. "Maybe then I'll learn to treat you more respectfully."

Eren's eyes flashed, and he removed his fingers from her center. Mikasa feared — just for a moment — that she had truly angered him with her audacious ask. But her fears disappeared as, with his glistening and bloody hand, he unbuttoned and lowered his pants, his cock falling hard and heavy toward her spread-out legs.

"Maybe you're right — maybe I do need to teach you a lesson," he said. Mikasa's heart pounded as she watched him lazily pump his erection; she could see beads of precum glistening on his tip. "But I have no desire to rip you apart, love. I intend to keep you for a long time. Shall we see if you can handle me?"

And before she could respond, Eren thrust three fingers into her center. Mikasa cried out at the sudden intrusion; she felt tears prickle at the pain.

“You are dripping,” he muttered. "But there's no way in hell that I'm giving you my cock if you can't even take three fingers, love."

Mikasa whimpered, but she let out a shaky exhale — told herself not only to relax but to prove Eren wrong. Eren kept his hand, unmoving, between her dripping lips. But, as soon as she felt herself adjust, and when her initially pained sounds melted into lusty moans, Mikasa began to move her hips and thrust against his fingers as she lay atop his desk.

Eren watched her hips move, bewitched, before he mischievously grinned. “It seems I stand corrected, love," he said.

Mikasa whined as Eren removed his fingers, as she mourned the sudden emptiness. But she marveled as Eren hurriedly removed his shirt and pulled her toward him, her legs spread wide and her buttocks at the edge of his desk. She watched, wide-eyed, as he took his cock into his hand and lined it up at her entrance. She shivered; Eren's smile grew into a sinister sneer.

"Don't take back your words now, love," he taunted, his tip probing her sopping entrance. "Just keep breathing, and you'll be just fine."

And Mikasa painfully moaned as she watched Eren slowly enter her, inch by inch. She held onto his desk so tightly, she feared she would splinter the wood. She wailed in earnest when Eren pushed his final inch into her, his hips fully flush with her center, Mikasa's breaths falling from her lips in pained pants. The tears pooling at the corners of her eyes spilled down her face, as she adjusted to feeling full — nearly torn apart — for the first time.

“Eren,” she sobbed. “It’s too much.”

“Sshh, doll,” Eren murmured, as he peppered soft kisses on her bare shoulders and massaged her legs splayed open below him. “You said it yourself: you can take it. Don't worry: you’ll adjust; I know you can.”

Then Eren snaked his hand to where they were joined, and he began to thumb lazy circles on the sensitive spot she loved so much. Mikasa shakily exhaled — and she began to feel relieved. The burning pain at her core dissolved into a pleasurable heat.

After a few minutes, Eren didn't even have to direct her: just as she moved her hips against his fingers, she began to move her hips against his cock. The obscene squelch of her pussy wrapped around him filled the air, and Mikasa whined loudly as Eren hummed in approval at her movements.

“See?“ Eren smiled, his fangs glistening. “I told you so, love; you can take it. Now let me take care of you.”

He gently grabbed her wrists and lazily rested her forearms on his shoulders, around his neck. And she braced herself — thread her fingers into his hair, dug her fangs into the crook of his neck — as Eren picked up his pace, his desk creaking beneath their movements, his skin slapping loudly against hers.

"My love," Eren chanted into her ear, his delicate words discordant with the harsh pace with which he fucked her. "My love, my love, my love..."

And, when Mikasa threw her head back as she fell over the edge, warmth filled her center as Eren finished inside of her. And fire burned at her neck as he bit her neck, drinking her blood, taking as much of her as he could.

#eremika #eremika smut #ereri #ererivamika #aot smut #vampire au #inspired by interview with the vampire #cup of joe ☕️

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