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daisynik7 · 4 months

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Double the Fun

Pairing: Eren Jaeger x f!reader x Reiner Braun

Rating: Explicit – MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

Word Count: ~3.9k

cw: next-door neighbors Eren and Reiner, modern day au, all characters are mid-twenties, explicit language, p*rn no plot, smut – threesome, vaginal sex, anal sex, anal play, spit play, nipple play, cunnilingus, face-riding, blowjob, hand job (M/M), double-penetration, multiple orgasms from the reader, sex toy use (anal plug), cream pies (in both holes), Reiner is a bit of a perv and sniffs panties (just like how he sniffed Historia’s letter in the finale LOL), pet names (baby, sweetheart, sweetie), slight degradation (use of slut, cock slut, whore, and cock sleeve to address the reader), slight breeding kink, sex without a condom (assuming reader is on some form of birth control)

Summary: You’ve been having a bit of a dry spell recently with how busy you’ve been at work. When you finally manage to snag a date with one of your online dating matches, you’re unfortunately stood up, leaving you in a worse mood than before. Lucky for you, your two hot neighbors are more than willing to cheer you up.

Author’s Notes: Phew! This one is a doozy! Please make sure you read the content warnings before reading. This is filthy and shameless; I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! I LOVE Eren and Reiner together, idk, they just always scratch this everlasting itch I have. I’m still getting used to writing threesomes, so I hope this is okay! Also, this is my first foray into butt stuff and I may have awoken something inside me, LOL. MDNI divider by the loveliest @/cafekitsune. Thank you for reading!

Taglist: @batafuraikisu @neverlandlostchild @bloompompom @dprkento @a-listaire @man-knees @slvt-for-smut @antique-remains @aiyaaayei

part 4 of to all the boys who live next door anthology series

“Are you sure you don’t want me to sit, like, two tables away? What if this guy is sketch?”

You can spot the obvious concern in Pieck’s voice through the speaker of your phone, which is currently face-up on top of your vanity as you get ready. You finish the last steps of your makeup, inspecting yourself in the mirror, satisfied. “Don’t worry, I’ve got pepper spray in my purse in case he tries anything funny,” you assure your best friend. It’s been a while since you last went on a proper date. Pieck’s always been a worry-wart about you meeting strangers from your online dating apps, constantly reminding you to stay vigilant. Tonight is no different.

“You should at least let your hot neighbors know that you’re going out, so they can keep an eye out for you,” she suggests, throwing that in casually. Ever since you moved in a few months ago, she’s been rooting for you to hook up with either of the two men next door, Eren Jaeger and Reiner Braun. She’s met them plenty of times in passing and would much rather you date one of them instead of the countless of mysterious men on your current roster.

There’s no denying that they’re attractive. Eren with his long, dark hair, striking eyes, and toned physique. Reiner with his sharp jawline, broad shoulders, and well-groomed goatee. They also happen to be incredibly friendly towards you, always greeting you in the hallway with a genuine smile, asking how your day went or what you’ll be up to. They’ve invited you for dinner on several occasions, which has always been pleasant, sometimes leaning towards the flirtatious side. You’re sure they’re just nice guys, cordial neighbors looking out for one another. There’s nothing more to it than that, even if a small part of you wants there to be.

You step back from your reflection, checking yourself out once one more. “I’ll be fine, Pieck.”

“What if I can’t reach you? There should be at least one other person who’s aware of your whereabouts, right?” This is what binging too many true crime documentaries does. Still, you’re grateful for your friend’s concern, knowing it’s all out of love. You can tell she’s actually distressed about this, so you end up agreeing, mostly to appease her. She wishes you well before hanging up as you slip into heels by the door.

You tug at the hem of your skimpy black dress, hand motionless on the doorknob. It’s your first date in over a month. Work has been so busy that you haven’t had time for romance or sex. The variety of sex toys tucked away in your drawer has been your only solace these past few weeks. To say you’re ready for some real action is an understatement. You’re also incredibly nervous, afraid you’ve lost your groove. That’s why you’ve taken extra measures to fully prepare yourself for anything tonight.

With a deep breathe, you step out into the hallway, following Pieck’s advice. You knock on your neighbor’s door and Eren is the first to answer. His expression brightens when he realizes it’s you. “Hi,” he greets you, flashing that charming smile of his. He scans you up and down, taking in your appearance. “Wow.”

“Is that a good wow or a bad wow?” you grin, twirling for him.

He swallows hard, checking you out once more. “Definitely a good wow.”

It’s that extra boost of confidence you need for this date, so you’re appreciative of him. “Thank you, Eren. You’re always so sweet.”

He crosses his arms over his chest, smirking. “So, hot date tonight?”

You decide to be honest with him. “Yeah. It’s been a minute, so I’m a little nervous.”

“Don’t be. Any guy would be lucky to date you.” His eyes twinkle at you kindly.

You imagine Pieck screaming at you from twenty miles away, begging you to date Eren instead of going out with this random swipe right. Eren is simply a sweet guy paying his neighbor a compliment. There’s nothing more to it than that. Before you get the chance to thank him, Reiner’s deeper voice calls out from inside the apartment. “Who is it?”

Without taking his eyes off you, Eren answers with your name. Soon, the blonde joins him, jaw dropping when he notices you. “Fuck.”

Eren elbows him in the chest, to which Reiner mutters a strained apology. “Sorry. You just look amazing.”

The flattery is almost too much, cheeks warm with embarrassment, stomach fluttering. “Thank you.” Reiner is usually the more forward of the two, blurting out whatever is on his mind, though you’re not complaining.

Grinning, Reiner asks, “So, who’s the lucky guy?”

“Someone I met online. My friend said I should let my wonderful neighbors know my whereabouts tonight, in case I end up missing,” you explain casually.

“How morbid,” Eren chuckles. “We’ll keep an eye out for you later so that your friend doesn’t have to worry.”

“I would appreciate that.”

Reiner raises a brow at you. “Unless you’re planning on sleeping with him. We probably won’t see you if it does go well.” He hunches forward when Eren lands another blow to his chest, shutting his roommate up.

You giggle, agreeing with him. “No, you’re totally right. I’m going to stay optimistic and say that if I don’t come home tonight, that’s a good thing.”

“We’ll hope for the best, then,” Eren replies, beaming.

You turn to leave, waving farewell to them. Reiner yells out, “Have fun tonight! But not too much fun!”

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You return to your apartment complex less than two hours later, heels clicking loudly on the tiled steps, feet heavy with disappointment. After taking a twenty-minute taxi ride to the restaurant you agreed to meet him at, you proceeded to wait an entire hour only to realize that you’ve been stood up. No text, no reply, no call. You’ve been made a fool, completely humiliated, the night and the rest of your weekend absolutely ruined by this asshole’s no-show.

It takes you a while to dig through your purse for your keys, patience already worn thin. Frustrated, you groan out loud, staring up at the ceiling. “Why me?”

In the worst timing ever, the door to your left swings open. Eren pops his head out, saying your name curiously.

Reluctantly, you turn to face him. “Hey.”

He comes out, dressed casually in sweats, hair wrapped in a messy bun with the few stray strands draping the back of his neck. “That was quick.”

With an unconvincing smile, trying to hide the shame that currently consumes you, you admit, “I got stood up.”

His demeanor changes instantly. The concern on his face is endearing, and when he drifts towards you, he reaches out, then drops his arm, unsure how best to console you without crossing any lines. “No way.”

You nod, sighing. “It’s true.”

“Fuck, I’m so sorry.” He steps closer to you, hesitantly placing his hand on your shoulder, testing the waters.

You smile at him, enjoying this simple touch of comfort. “It’s fine. It is what it is.”

The two of you linger like this, Eren gazing into your eyes, holding you. His palm is hot on the fabric of your dress, and for a split second, you wonder how pleasant it’d be on your bare skin. And maybe it’s your wishful thinking or your desperation for human contact after being rejected tonight, but you can feel the heat of a spark between you now. Before you let your fantasies drive you to do something unprecedented, you search your bag again, finally retrieving your keys. He lets you go, watching you shove them into the keyhole, unlocking the door. “Are you okay?”

In all honestly, you’re not, but there’s nothing him or anyone else can do about it, right? “I’ll be okay. Sucks that I got all dressed up for this, though. What a waste.”

He doesn’t respond right away, choosing his words carefully. “Well,” he starts, the faintest blush tinged on his cheeks. “It doesn’t have to be.”

You stare at him, heart beating faster, making sure you’re understanding him correctly. “Really?”

He clears his throat, licking his lips. “Yeah. Maybe we can get some use out of it.”

“We?”

As if on cue, Reiner emerges from inside their apartment, having heard everything. “Fuck that shitty asshole. You’ll have way more fun with us.” He stands next to his roommate, grinning at you.

This time, you do listen to Pieck’s voice in your head, yelling at you to go for it. To let these two alluring neighbors of yours take care of you the way you deserve. Already feeling better, you give them a coy smile, opening the door to let them in. “Okay, then. Come on in.”

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It’s the first time they’ve ever been inside your apartment, though you save the formal tour for later. As soon as the three of you are inside, door shut, shoes off, they’re both kissing you fiercely. Eren faces you, slipping his tongue into your mouth, hot and heavy. He caresses your sides, squeezing the curves of your body through your dress. Reiner is behind you, grip just below Eren’s, firm on your hips. His lips brush delicately on the nape of your neck, groin pressed to your backside, the bulge protruding from his pants growing harder and harder between your ass cheeks. You moan into the kiss, pussy throbbing in your lingerie, eager to be touched by either man, by both of them. Why did you even bother trying to hook up with strangers online when the perfect matches were beside you all along?

Reiner chuckles, breath hot on your ear, voice low and rugged. “You’re really horny, aren’t you? All dolled up and ready to be fucked, huh?” There he goes again, blunt and straightforward and so fucking sexy, exactly what you need tonight.

And here is Eren, soft and gentle, committed to kissing you, whispering sweet nothings any chance he gets. “You’re beautiful. Such a gorgeous girl. So pretty for us.” Also exactly what you need.

You lead them into your bedroom, Eren flipping on the light switch, keeping his lips on you while Reiner strips out of his clothes, starting with his pants. Eren does the same, hoisting his shirt off, revealing his impressive figure. You attempt to slip out of your dress, but Reiner stops you. “Keep it on,” he rasps, down to his underwear now, boner more obvious, poking out from his briefs.

Eren pinches your butt, snapping the tight fabric to your skin. “We’re not letting this go to waste, remember?”

You nod mindlessly, brain hazy with lust, too eager to be fucked. “Fuck me,” you beg, spit smeared all over your lips.

They both laugh softly, walking you towards the bed. “So impatient, so needy,” Eren coos, positioning himself in front of you, toying with the hem of the skirt.

Reiner sits up against the headboard, propping you up on his lap, your back pressed to his muscular chest. “What’s the rush, baby?” he teases, licking a stripe behind your ear. “We’re going to take care of you. Right, Eren?”

Eren bites his lip as he works your dress up past your thighs until it’s bunched up at your hips, exposing your soaked thong on your wet cunt. “Oh fuck yeah,” he huffs, salivating. “Gonna make you feel so good. Make you come so fucking much.”

You spread your legs wider for him, a pathetic whine escaping your throat, more and more desperate by the second. He hooks his finger on the crotch of your panties, smirking at the string of arousal that stretches between the fabric and you. “So fucking wet, holy shit.”

He tugs it all the way off your legs, tossing it over to Reiner, who brings it up to his nose, taking a big whiff. “Such a slut for wearing these on a first date. Our naughty girl.” He lets your lingerie fall from his grasp onto the floor, sliding to the plush of your thighs, keeping your legs spread apart.

Eren dives in, spreading his wide tongue flat on your clit, moving it side-to-side, stimulating you into your first orgasm. Your knees twitch from the sensation, the pleasure rippling through you like waves of ecstasy. You turn your head towards Reiner’s, opening your mouth, pleading him for a kiss. He obliges, sticking his tongue inside you, slurping up your saliva, hungry for it. “You’re so fucking nasty,” he growls, reaching for the drawer beside the bed. “Bet you have toys hiding in here. Why don’t we have some more fun and play with them?” You whimper wantonly, keen on the idea of Reiner using whatever he wants on you to make you come again.

He finds exactly what he’s looking for: your precious anal plug, tapered on one end, heart-shaped gem on the other. When he pulls it out, he barks out a laugh, almost like he can’t believe his luck. “You really are a whore,” he whispers in your ear, sinister and wicked, about to have too much fun with this. “Did you prep yourself to be fucked in the ass? Be honest.” Even Eren pauses, peering up at you, curious.

“Yes,” you mewl, squirming with arousal, body tingling all over.

Eren’s chuckle reverberates against your clit, releasing you from his mouth to lap at your wet slit. “Good girl,” he muffles, collecting your cum on his tongue. “So perfect for us.”

The dynamic between them spurs you on, Eren playing the good guy, Reiner playing bad. Both of them work together with a common goal in mind: to cheer up their pretty neighbor from what would have been a bummer of a night. But already, you’re thankful that you were stood up; you’re certain now that this is the much better alternative.

“Eren, switch spots with me,” Reiner demands. “And you,” he says, giving you a quick peck on the cheek. “On your stomach.”

You both obey him without protest. Eren leans against the headboard with a dazed look in his eyes, licking his shiny, cum-coated lips. He smiles as you gaze up at him, wrapping your fingers around his shaft, stroking him. You open wide, tapping the tip of his dick on your tongue before sinking down on him until you’re too the hilt, swallowing him into the back of your throat. He cups yours cheeks, caressing you gently. “So fucking pretty with my cock in your mouth. My gorgeous girl.” You accept the praise shamelessly, relishing the distinct taste of him.

From behind, Reiner worships you, squeezing your ass cheeks, spreading them apart to ogle at your fluttering hole. Without warning, he hocks a frothy wad of spit directly onto it, teasing his thumb on the rim. “Fuck, baby,” he utters as you moan on Eren’s cock. “I’m gonna put it in now, okay?”

You nod, taking Eren deeper, your nose pressed to his groin, drool leaking from the sides of your mouth, bracing yourself. The plug is slick with lube as Reiner pushes it in carefully until the heart-shaped jewel is flush to your hole. He swears under his breath, marveling at the sight before him, cock pulsating in his fist. You stay like this for a while, adjusting to the toy inside you. It really did help that you prepared for this earlier.

“So sexy,” Eren murmurs from above you, staring on your backside. “You take it so good, sweetheart.”

“Like an obedient slut,” Reiner adds, using his thumb to push the plug the slightest bit deeper. He lifts your hips to position himself below you so that you’re straddling his face. “Can you come again, baby?”

“Of course she can. She’s our good girl,” Eren purrs, petting your head softly as you continue to blow him.

Reiner eats you out sloppily, different from Eren, who’s intentional with his every move. It sends you into another frenzy, pushing you closer and closer over the edge, especially when he begins playing with the plug, pumping it in and out of you slowly. You’re overstimulated with Eren’s hot cock throbbing in your mouth, clit swollen on Reiner’s tongue, and asshole puckered around the smooth glass of the plug. You reach your climax easily, gushing all over Reiner’s face, riding out your orgasm until you’ve completely soaked him in your juices. He drinks it all up, messy and greedy for every drop of you he can scour. He really is as insatiable as you imagined he’d be.

You release Eren to catch your breath, to which he tips your chin up to face him. “You’re incredible,” he says, the familiar twinkle in his eyes making your heart race. You paw at his chest, crawling up to meet him for a kiss.

Reiner quickly joins the two of you, not wanting to be left out, rubbing his hard cock between your ass cheeks. You kiss the both of them at the same time, all of your saliva mingling together into a hot, wet mess that you’re currently intoxicated by. After a moment, Eren pulls back. “Does our pretty girl want to get fucked now?”

“Show us how big of a cock slut you are,” Reiner grunts, circling the jeweled end of the plug, teasing your hole.

Eren helps remove the dress off you completely, hoisting it off your body. He stretches his arm towards the drawer. “Are the condoms in here too?”

You shake your head briskly, bringing his attention back to you. “I want it raw. Want you to fill me up.”

They both moan, clearly fond of your request, kissing you feverishly. Eren nudges your breast into his mouth, latching onto your nipple. Reiner sucks the skin all along your neck, leaving his love marks, growling, “You want us to breed you, huh? Want all this cum inside these tight little holes of yours. Oh fuck.” His voice is rough and husky, gradually losing his composure.

Eren’s remains tender, his breath soft on your bosom. “We’re going to breed you so good, sweetheart.” He shimmies down the bed, lying flat on his back, peering up at you with adoration. You straddle him, rubbing yourself on his shaft, needy for friction on your aching clit.

Reiner’s embraces you from behind, groping your chest, focusing on his roommate’s dick and your wet cunt gliding along it. He reaches between you and Eren, fisting his friend’s cock with fast strokes. “Look how hard he is for you. He’s going to fuck you so good. Make you cream all over the sheets.” Your pussy is sopping with arousal from the dirty talk alone, but watching Reiner touch Eren has you dizzy.

“Fuck, Reiner,” Eren moans, throat bobbing as he swallows hard. “That’s so fucking hot.” He lets his roommate jerk him off while you continue to grind yourself on him. Soon, he replaces Reiner’s fist with his own, cockhead glistening with precum. “Are you ready, sweetheart?”

Reiner moves to your swollen bud, tapping it with his thick fingers. “Oh yeah, she’s fucking ready. Come on, cock sleeve. Put it in.”

Without wasting another second, you line yourself up with him. Eren slides in smoothly, his entire length in you, pussy stretched around him perfectly. You whimper from the fullness, his cock to the hilt and the plug nestled in your backside. Reiner places his hand on your posterior, urging you to lean down so that your chest-to-chest with Eren, who kisses you passionately, remaining still inside you. “Eren,” you whimper his name, drooling into his mouth. He smiles against you, delighted at how fucked out you are for him.

Reiner adjusts his stance, hovering over you by planting one foot on the bed to prop his knee up, giving him enough leverage. He focuses on the plug, tugging it out just barely only to push it back in, repeating this several times, causing you to cry out in pleasure. Finally, he removes it completely, staring wide-eyed at your gaping hole, oh-so-inviting for his fat cock. “Look at that,” he croons, circling your rim with his finger, sensitive to his touch.

You want so badly to be stuffed full by both of them. In a trembling voice, you whine, “Please, Reiner.”

Laughing, he delivers a harsh smack to your ass, skin immediately stinging from it. He dribbles more of his spit onto you, teasing the tip of his dick on the rim. “Not yet, slut.” You can’t see him, too immersed in kissing Eren right now, but you can practically hear the wicked grin on his face, watching you squirm below him as he torments you.

Eren intervenes, annoyed with his friend’s behavior. “Come on, Reiner. Give her what she wants. She deserves it.” He nuzzles his nose to yours. “She’s been a very, very good girl.”

Eventually, Reiner relents. “You’re right. She’s a good girl. And good girls deserve to get fucked in both holes.”

You shiver at his perverse words, bracing yourself. At last, he guides himself inside you, filling you to the brim. It’s better than any fantasy you could dream of, the sensation so intense, tears begin welling in your eyes.

They start thrusting simultaneously, Eren pummeling your cunt from below, Reiner pounding your ass from behind. It’s messy and raunchy, their hands slippery all over your body from lube, slick, and sweat. The air surrounding you is laden with lust and desire. The collective moans from all three of you echo off the walls of your small bedroom, along with the squeaks of your mattress creaking under the weight of your vigorous lovemaking.

Reiner is rendered speechless now, totally concentrated on pumping his cock in and out of your fluttering hole, the only sound from his mouth being his ragged breaths. Eren slips one hand between you, his digits pressed to your puffy clit as he fucks up into your pussy. The other fondles your tit, thumb flicking your nipple until it’s perky. He continues to praise you, constantly musing about what a good girl you are, how perfect you are for them.

At this point, you’ve lost track of how many times you’ve come. You’re in a perpetual state of ecstasy, surrounded by the two hottest men in your life who are voracious for your orgasms. The sour memory from earlier has completely faded and all you can think about is the sweet bliss you’re currently indulging in.

Eren is the first to come, no longer able to endure it. His even thrusts turn erratic. “Fuck, I’m coming. I’m coming inside you sweetheart, oh fuck.”

You kiss him languidly, drinking up his moans as he floods your cunt with his load. Soon, Reiner swears loudly, announcing his own climax. “Fuck, gonna breed this slutty hole.” His cock swells, spurting his warm seed inside you.

You relax on top of Eren, who’s equally as spent as you. Reiner pulls out slowly, fixated on his own cum dripping out of you. “Fuck. Let’s see the other one, baby.” You lift off Eren, who almost seems reluctant to let you go. Both of them watch with hazy expressions as his creamy load spills out of you and onto his lap.

The room is musty with the scent of sex, the sheets messy and stained beneath you. Despite that, you’re on cloud nine, soaring high from having the nastiest ménage á trois with your next-door neighbors.

Maybe you should try getting stood up more often.

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mommypieck · 8 months

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⌗︙・sucking reiner off ⸜⸜・

reiner is the type to smack his cock across your face before using his finger to open your mouth. he doesn't stick his cock in yet, he takes time with you. he loves when you suck on his fingers, showing him how good you are.

"open up, love." he says, sliding his cock in your mouth. he groans, your mouth is always so inviting for him. he could lose his mind if you were to suck him off more often. he takes your face in his big hands, thrusting his cock inside as he strokes your cheeks. you look like a little puppy in his eyes, ready to take everything he has to give you. but he doesn't feel like being too rough on you today. your makeup is so pretty and it would be a shame to ruin it like that. he lets you do all of the work.

"suck on the tip, please." he whines, holding the base of his cock so that you have only the tip in your mouth. you suck just how he likes it, keeping eye contact with him. he pulls out completely, cursing when he sees spit connecting his cock and your mouth.

"i love you, sweetheart. you always make my cock so wet." it's true, he likes it messy. whether it's your spit or your juice, he loves when it's dripping off his cock.

#aot x reader #aot smut #attack on titan smut #aot headcanons #attack on titan x reader #attack on titan x you #reiner braun smut #reiner braun x you #reiner braun x reader smut #reiner braun x reader #reiner braun x y/n

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aiizenn · 10 months

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men who constantly send you money so you can get your nails and lashes done. of course it’s for your own benefit, but also for his. it turns him on—they’re perfect for giving head. his cock hardens when he feels your hand around him with beautifully done nails. not too long and not too short, just the perfect size to feel them with your grip. you give his tip kitty licks as your other hand makes its way to his abdomen, feeling his tense muscles.

“that’s it, such good little slut.” dirty praises leaving his lips. “eyes up princess” and you listened. your doe eyes decorated with lashes, every blink made you look more innocent and desperate. “so pretty f’me, on your knees, with my cock in your mouth, yeah” every word making you want more, so you take in his length and start bobbing your head. both hands on each side of his hips, as you deep throat him. his large hands gripping your hair and pulling you in. your throat aching from the roughness, your breath is limited but that doesn’t stop him. “keep lookin’ at me” your eyes flutter as you make contact with him once again. the lashes adorning your eyes that were filled with tears.

he hisses when he feels your nails on his hips; tagged with the gagging sound that echoed the room. his length pulses in your mouth as his climax reaches, small curses fall from his mouth when he pulls you in one last time. there is a loud ‘pop’ sound when he removes himself from you and releases his hot creamy cum on your face. tapping his cock on your lips to open wide and drink every drop. his strong grip picks you from the floor and throws you onto the bed. “you sucked me dry, sweetheart. now it’s my turn.” he growls as he buries his head in your needy cunt. your pretty nails playing with his hair for more, like a good little slut.

༊ * · ˚ shunsui, urahara, renji, gin, toji, nanami, geto, gintoki, hijikata, eren, reiner, kishibe, kakashi, million knives, adrian tepes, uzui

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s-sugustar · 5 months

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Your body is my safe space

ʬʬ: ̗̀➛ pairings !: ex-military! Reiner Braun x black! fem! reader

ʬʬ: ̗̀➛ content warnings !: fatphobia, insecurities, mentions of fatphobia

ʬʬ: ̗̀➛ word count !: 1.9k

ʬʬ: ̗̀➛ author's notes !: exams almost done and wheww, I couldn't wait to post this. I didn't do the synopsis cause I suck at em. Also, congrats to @chrollohearttags for hitting 13k!! You deserve ittt sunny! 💕

You twisted and turned, rolling until you found the perfect spot to sink into the silk sheets. You moaned quietly as you found yourself curled into a pillow, your head snuggling into the cold side of the pillow. from the light snores that came from above, you knew that your fiancé was still deep in sleep.

You giggled to yourself as an idea filled your mind. crawling back to where your fiancée laid, you slowed your breathing before pulling back the sheets that was snugged around his waist. You observed Reiner quietly, toned biceps that slowly gained fat over time; no longer working out as much as he once did. you could still see the outline of his abs, but his soft pudgy stomach caught your attention.

You loved to feel it beneath your fingers grasped unto his tanned skin. When you met Reiner, he was somewhat shy and very conscious of the way he looked. With time spent and memories made, you helped Reiner shaped into the person he is today. He may have his moments, but one thing is for sure, and two things are for certain, once his wife fiancée loved the way he looked then that's all that mattered to him.

Once your hips lowered onto his, the tip of your right index finger traced lines from his happy trail right up to his jaw, your other hand playing with his nipple. Reiner groaned, the feathery touch from your finger causing sparks to flow through his body all the whilst he slept.

Your smile widened, you quickly pulled your hands back before laying one out flat unto his stomach whilst the other gripped the sheets, holding you up against him. Your teeth grazed his jaw, the stubble from his chin eliciting a prickly feeling against your lips that you ever so loved.

You pulled at his ear lobe, pulling back to kiss below his ear before your hips grinded against his, causing slight friction to make him jump below you. A low mutter left his lips but he hadn’t moved from his position, way too tired from the day in front. You paused in your ministrations before grinding down against him, your hands finding his shoulders to steady yourself. "Shit." Reiner realized this dream he was having was more realistic than anything; his hands unconsciously gripping your hips making you squeak at the gesture. Sometimes you wish Reiner didn't have such good hearing because the squeak that fell from your lips caused his eyes to snap open before he looked towards you, slowly taking in your appearance.

"G'morning baby." You sent him a daring smile as you continued to grind against him, the friction causing him to groan in response. With his eyes squinted and his grip tightening on your hips, you had been under him with the blink of an eye. Head flush against the headboard as Reiner pulled your hands away from his waist; forcing them above your head to stop you from running the against his body. "Couldn't wait till I was awake, huh?" he asked, hips pressed against you, stopping you from moving any more. "You were tired so I-." A gasp fell from your lips as you felt two of his fingers enter you. "I'm waiting to hear your answer y/n." he taunted, slowing thrusting them in and out of you. "You make me sick Rei." His smile widened as he bent down with his mouth close to you ear. "I'm just getting started sweetheart."

Four p.m. on a Tuesday and the two of you had gone to the supermarket. With Reiner pushing the trolley and you holding the grocery list while searching for what you needed, you hoped to find all that you needed and still make it home in time to watch a Christmas movie. "Hey baby, can you go and get me some chives and possibly some chicken seasoning. You can leave the trolley here; I'll be waiting for you. Oh, and if you want, you can pick up some of those snacks that you like too." Sending a smile his way, Reiner took to the aisles in search of what you told him to look for.

After he found what you needed, he set in search for a snack or two for himself as for you. Without the trolley in hand, Reiner had to hold the groceries within his hand. As he searched the snack aisle, someone had been passing through that aisle and saw Reiner searching or had he been deciding which snack he wanted for himself. An older lady seemed to be passing by when she saw Reiner looking at the variety. " You would think someone like would be looking in the fruits section and not around here. " The old lady laughed, chuckling to herself as she continued to push her trolley into the other aisle.

Reiner bit in his lower lip, quickly putting the snacks on the shelf before finding his way back to you; pulling down his shirt when he saw others glancing at him. Once he found you standing in the same aisle you promised you had been in, Reiner found himself lingering close to where you were; so quiet that you hadn't noticed his presence until you turned back to the trolley, jumping at him just standing behind you with a distant look in his eyes. "Jesus Rei, you scared me. Did you get what you wanted?" You asked, not noticing how quiet he had become. "Didn't want anything, got something for you instead." He quickly dismissed what you had asked, quite ready to leave the supermarket. Your tongue poked the side of your cheek, observing Reiner's off-putting behavior.

It wasn't until you saw him picking at the beige sweater he had on, trying to pull it further down that what it already was. Self-conscious, something or someone said something to him. It couldn't be his height, the man was a walking tree, standing tall at 6'4 with some beefy muscles. It wasn't his face, cause the man was a sight to look at, honey gold eyes with golden blonde hair and light stubble to top off the look. Ahh, his weight. He always was a bit on the soft side when it came to his weight. Since he left the army, Reiner hadn't gone to the gym, seeing that he wasn't under a strict diet anymore, he ate the things he once enjoyed and when you came into the picture, you just added to the plate.

Time and time again, you reassured him that you were perfectly okay with the way he looked. Matter of fact, you loved his chubby chin and beefy arms, snuggling into him every night as he enveloped you into his warmth. Loving the way his stomach felt between your thighs, not too stark and hard but with a bit of chub in place of some of the muscle mass. You kept quiet, not questioning him on what happened, rather, you waited until the two of you were home.

The steam filled the bathroom as you lowered yourself into the tub, sighing in comfort as you rested against Reiner's chest. Your head situated on his chest with your fingers glazing over his pecs. Silence was interrupted when Reiner spoke up, uncertainty and doubt filling his voice. "You think I should start back hitting the gym, been getting a bit too big." Trying to crack a joke at the end to lighten the tension, Reiner winced when you tensed in his hold. He knows that you love him the way he is but he can't help but wonder if you would love him even more if he was a bit, smaller?

The silence in the bathroom was deafening and Reiner slightly wished he hadn’t said anything. “You want to hit the gym again, Rei? Is that something you truly want?” you emphasized on the word, leaving a silence that plunged him into thought. Unsure of his feelings to going back to the gym, Reiner quickly gushed out an answer. “I-if you want me to, I can. I don’t mind doing it for you, y’know. Wanna make you happy and everything, if you want me to go back, j-just tell me.” You could hear the pain within Reiner’s voice, you knew deep down, he didn’t want to but that didn’t matter, your answer did; so, he waited.

“What brought this up? Why so sudden?” you asked, not dodging his previous question but wanted a further explanation or excuse as you called it to why so sudden. You pushed yourself off of him, turning to look him in the eyes, searching closely. Still seated on his naked lap, you stared him full in eyes, not backing up until you heard his reason. You could see that he was hiding something, fidgety eyes, arms tucked in; he looked small and the tears at the corner of his eyes weren't helping his case. You knew he hated bringing these things up but you couldn't let it go, his feelings were hurt and that was one of your main priorities. With a quiet sigh, your hands found comfort in his waist, white acrylics smoothing over his rolls. "Oh Rei. Y'know you can talk to me, right? About anything, y'know that?" you asked, softening your face as you pulled his chin so that he could face you.

"Need you too look at me Rei. Need to see those beautiful eyes of yours." you ordered playfully, smiling at the slight redness of his cheeks as his eyes found yours. The two of you stayed there, nothing but silence filling the room yet everything he wanted to say within those moments were spilt and the tears came soon after. "Poor baby, don't cry. Doesn't matter whether you have visible abs or a slight chub, a sharp jawline or chubby cheeks, muscular arms or bulky arms, I love you for you Reiner Mavis Braun. I love you for your smile, your softness around children, how patient you with me when I'm being a brat, the way you gush about different types of flowers and what they mean and so much more. I love you for you and not for your body. Your body is my safe space and besides I like chubby you way better."

With every you said you loved, came a kiss after and you didn't stop until you got every single part of his body. Once you were finished, you leaned back up to find him smiling at you. "You'd make such a good mama, y'know that?" he commented, staring deeply into the eyes that belonged to the love of his life. "Oh yeah? Why don't you make me one then?" you retorted, a wide grin on your face as his eyes widen in shock and in adoration.

"REINER!" you squealed as the buff man pulled you from the shower and over his shoulder as he headed back to the bedroom.

"Hi, excuse me, are you Mrs.Smittingham?" you asked politely, a soft smile adorning your face as the lady turned to acknowledge you. "Why yes I am, why?" she asked, seemingly annoyed that you are bothering her, as quickly as your smile came, so did it disappear. " Listen here, you buck tooth, bow legged, big foot, hairy looking half piece of sword fish, the next time you tell my man about his weight, I'll knock them dentures out, real clean." You sneered all in one breath, ignoring the shock look that adorned her face. "Oh and before I forget, my man don't want nothing that came from that Sahara desert you got down there. He got all that he needs, riight here."

#anime #attack on titan x reader #attack on titan #reiner x reader #reiner braun x black reader #reiner braun #reiner smut #reiner braun fluff #reiner braun angst #attack on titan angst #attack on titan fluff

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"𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘, 𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄"

— [ or, the orange trends with various anime men.]

— [ft. reiner b, kento n, koutaru b, ichigo k, kyojuro r]

"𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘, 𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄..."

reiner is ever so attentive. he's made it clear since the beginning of your relationship that he would be at your beck and call for as long as he's alive. he's always happy to please you, and he's excellent at doing so— but this request seems different to him for some reason.

you go to question why your statement has him lighting up and buzzing with excitement, but he beats you to it,

"I just bought oranges!" the man beams. his eyes are slightly wide and swimming with happiness, which makes you smile,

"no way." you giggle

"yes!" he moves to the refrigerator, the slippers guarding his feet make a familiar shuffling sound as he walks. he pulls the door open, and lo and behold, there sits a large bowl of the orange fruit. "something told me, 'I should get some oranges. yn might be craving them', and like," he looks back and forth between you and the bowl, pleased and at a loss for words.

"I can't believe that, baby." you're also giggling in disbelief, moving to stand up and shuffle your way over to him as well. you don't hesitate to lean up and kiss him, bracing yourself on his strong arms as you lean up on your tip toes and peck at his lips, "you know me so well," another kiss "thank you.."

"you don't have to thank me," he sighs breathily, and he isn't surpised about the way you're still able to make him all shy and floaty, "um, have one," and he grabs the largest orange from the batch, which you take gratefully and share with your husband.

[ ་ . ° 🍊 ○• ]

"𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘, 𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄"

with a schedule like his, kento finds himself unable to stop at all. he's constantly buzzing around and always working, so much so that he's including your scoldings towards him as part of his daily schedule.

but right now, as he sits in a diffused room that smells of lysol and vapor rub, listening to your sick coughs echoing throughout— he's completely still and complacent.

a calloused hand pats at the top of your head, and you shiver, even before the sound of your husband's deep and silky voice reaches you, "you want an orange, my love?"

"please, kento?" he frowns at the sound of your scratchy tone, "it'll make me feel better."

"of course, dear," you brace yourself for the kiss he presses to your head before he stands up, "can you do me a favor? take a nap, sweetheart. try and sleep, and I'll get you everything you desire."

you feel too icky and exhausted to try to argue, so instead, you shut your eyes and doze off, which gives your husband enough time to rush to the store and collect the oranges he knows aren't in the refrigerator.

when you wake up, you blink your blurry vision away to see a pretty sight. your husband resting peacefully beside you on a wooden chair and a bowl of your favorite fruits, diced all prettily in a large glass bowl— including the already peeled oranges within it.

"thank you, kenny..." you whisper to yourself as you're only met with soft snores.

[ ་ . ° 🍊 ○• ]

"𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘, 𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄"

"no way, you too!? I thought I was the only one who felt that way!"

"kou..what do you..? what do you mean?" you're thoroughly confused as to what your husband was saying. he seems to be really excited and...confused about what you meant.

"okay, so just last Friday, I was talking to keiji over the phone, and he wouldn't believe me when I said that that day just felt so... pineapple-ish, ya know what I mean?"

you're afraid he's dead serious, and you don't have the heart to tell him that you in fact have no clue what he's talking about.

"honey, I mean like.." you smile as you gather the words, trying to explain, "I mean like I feel like an orange." maybe that wasn't the best way to put it. again.

"I know! although, personally, I feel a bit more like a pear today." oh..

"baby, I mean that as in 'I want an orange'" you're wheezing now. why was he so damn cute? dumb, but cute.

his face goes blank, and you swear there's nothing but dust behind his pretty golden eyes. "oh... so, you don't feel like the physical fruit? OH! OHhh, you mean you wanna actually HAVE an oran—"

"yes," you laugh in your hands, and the man laughs with you. you're both surprised at the spiel he had just went on.

"I thought you meant–"

"I know, kou" you sniff and sigh heavily, wiping a tear from your eye, "i know."

a long beat passes between you, in which you're both smiling stupidly at one another. that is until your husband breaks the silence again,

"might be a good time to tell you..." his words are shaky, teetering on a laugh, "we're out."

and the laughing between you two ensues one again.

[ ་ . ° 🍊 ○• ]

"𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘, 𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄"

"we've got some in the fridge..." ichigo trails off as he sees you, just after turning his head away from the TV. "oh, you've got it already"

you were in fact already holding an orange in your hand, so why did you tell him that you were craving it. why weren't you just.. eating it?

"somwthin' the matter?" he lifts a brow, observing your entire body. he's known you long enough to understand that you want something. your arms are by your side, but your face and eyes are almost pleading, like you're embarrassed and wishing that he'd just read your mind and give you what you want. he's always so observant when it comes to you.

"can you peel it for me?" your lower lip juts out as you ask, and you're smiling shyly all the same.

"you want me to peel it for you?" he scoffs, and you'd think he's being rude if he wasn't already reaching his hand out to take it from you. he strips the fruit of its skin and smiles as he does, "you're spoilt"

"mhm," you nod in agreement, rocking back and forth on the balls of your feet, "your fault, by the way."

"yeah yeah," he rolls his eyes, outstretching his hand and handing you the fruit, "here, mama."

you bat your lashes playfully, looking down at his sitting form. you lean over, pressing your lips to his pale cheek and giving an over-dramatic hum and mwah! whilst wrapping your arms around his neck

"thank you, ichigo." you whisper, and your heart sputters as his chocolate brown eyes drift over to yours, half-lidded and staring deep into your own.

"mhm," he hums, "do you need anything else?"

a beat passes, and the man watches as you make your way past him to sit on the couch, immediately leaning into his side, "can I choose something to watch?"

he laughs, "yeah, of course."

[ ་ . ° 🍊 ○• ]

"𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘, 𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄"

any other time, kyojuro would run to get you whatever you want. having been married for 5 years, kyojuro has made it his priority to take care of you.

which is why he's conflicted when you request an orange whilst lying in the medical center, bruised and bandaged after a 4 day long mission to slay a demon a long way out.

"wh..an orange? darling, I've got to stay here—"

"kyo, please.." your voice comes out in a whisper, reaching out to grip his bright haori, "I just want an orange... and a pain killer."

your husband sighs, conflicted. on one hand, he wants to stay by your side and aid you, but then again... your request for an orange was part of that. "my heart, I'll..I'll go. please, stay still?"

"im not going anywhere, am i?" you giggle, eyes watching as he goes to stand and head out the door.

when he comes back, you're sitting and looking out the window. gentle hands give you the fruit, and you thank him with a soft voice.

"thank you, kyo," you begin to peel the orange, "but i'm fine, I sw— ow" you hiss

"what's the matter!?" kyo's eyes are wide and he jumps up.

"im okay, honey" you giggle, looking at him. "the juice is making my cuts sting. could you peel it for me..?"

a sigh of relief leaves his mouth, and he sits back down with a racing heart, "yes.. here, give it to me." and he takes the orange from your hand, peeling it in no time. you smile at him, resting a gentle hand on his knee, which wipes the stressed look from off his face.

"I worry, my heart.." he sighs, and he holds out a slice to you, to which you open your mouth the eat it, "you got hurt so bad.."

"but I have you now. I'm fine, kyojuro. you've taken good care of me," you lean over and kiss his cheek, making his eyes flutter shut.

"always, honey. now, here. eat up!" he grins.

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꒷︶ ̇ ̟ ෆ ‿︵‿ The Salacious Exploits ‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ︶꒷

•┈୨Chapter III୧┈•

•┈୨please be advised to the warning before continuing୧┈•: smut, angst, fluff, ditzy/Bimbo reader, Hyperfemine reader, Jean being a tease plus he’s a soft lover boy, Eren is a lover boy here, oc is just like you in a way, DARK CONTENT!, TABOO! Student x teacher, Power imbalances, Age gap, reader is in her early 20s and they are in their 30s and 40s, could be considered a foursome(?), oral receiving( m and f), reader hates school, perv Erwin( for just a bit), ooc for everyone( maybe), lazy day for reader, Hange goes by they/their/she/her pronouns here, sloppy top( snot, tears, spit bubbles), fingering and pussy eating, daddy kink because it’s used two times, I headcannon that Levi is a messy pussy eater, pet names( sweetheart, ditzy brat, pretty girl, etc.), Choso appears at the end, do note that this is not gonna be a story with smut and smut only, it has angst, plot, and fluff as well( minor for the fluff ngl), please tell me if I’m missing something…

WC: 6.7k

ﾟ•┈୨ Song for this Chapter୧┈•ﾟ｡: Love Language by Sza

ෆ ‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿ ෆ ̟ ̇ ┈•ﾟNote from salaciousdoll: Hi Hi babiesss, I loved and hated writing this chapter( there’s no in between) but I hope you all enjoy reading this. Note to not solve your daddy issues like this in real life because it is not healthy and appropriate for you. I do not condone this in real life. Keep that in mind as you read this story, love y’all🎀

Characters in this chapter: Erwin s., Levi A., Miche Z., Hange Z., Choso K., and intro to my oc

Minors do not interact, 18+

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Previously on Salacious Exploits…

Erwin's eyes widened and he was about to speak but you pulled off already leaving him distraught. You are a student and he didn’t even know that. Hell how could he when you two don’t know each other. He just hoped that you weren’t his student or a student in high school. He didn’t want a repeat or case.

Meanwhile, Eren, Armin, and Reiner were looking for you, hell even Mikasa and the other girls were wondering where you went and hoped you didn’t get snatched or something. Jean was the only one who knew where you were at but he just didn’t know your name. He’ll find out soon.

Oh there was a horny and crazy storm coming your way as you made your way to your house with a small smile on your face. The drinks that the girls brought were still on the table as they called you. Guess you were lying about wanting to drink.

Waking up with half of your silk bonnet/scarf off was not the mood, that’s how you knew today wasn’t gonna be a great day. It was now time for school and you spent the last two days girl-blogging, taking care of yourself, eating, and sleeping. You didn’t want to go to any more parties your past friends invited you to since you were now back to square one, feeling bad for yourself and thinking about your actions.

You were hesitant to get up for classes today, so you clicked snoozed on your phone to get more rest. When the blaring sound of your favorite song blasted again 8 minutes later, you wanted to scream into your pillow. You stretched and yawned prior to placing your sleep eye-mask on your dresser by your desk with your jewelry, sunglasses, and makeup products were at. You made your way over to your closet to pick out your outfit for the day.

You decided to choose something for your mood for today but still kept it cute enough to get stares. You chose a pink crop top that showed a little of your belly and a few of your rolls as well— it had white letters on it spelling out, “ A Ditzy Princess”. With that top, you pulled out your dark blue jeans and pink leg warmers to top it off. Your white Air Force ones with pink custom mid soles and outer soles were perfect to go with your outfit. And now you just added your white jacket you got from a tracksuit on top and voila, your lazy outfit for today.

Or you could do any outfit you like, just make it pink and you got a deal, pink is your signature color as of now, so with every outfit you pick, you always add some pink in it. That’s why, today is a lazy day for you. You dressed lazy but in the end you still put that pink on. In your mind, you kept saying “lazy but make it pretty”.

You felt like today was going to be a lazy day, so you decided to dress the least effort you would ever dress, just for today. After setting your clothes out, you freshen yourself up for school, not knowing that you’re running a little behind already.

Transitioning to school was surpingly calm for you or at least your music made you calm. Once you put on the necklace and your little white purse with a little mocha from sanrio accessory hanging off it and pink ribbons you tied at the end of the handles, you were set.

Now you were trying to find a park, which wasn’t too nerve wrecking this time. Before you got out your car, you grabbed your perfume to spray yourself with it, your perfume were always expensive with a little mix of cheap( bath and body works, etc.) and you didn’t even use all of them, especially the ones stacked in your perfume stands on the other desk beside your bed.

You got out and grabbed your little purse with your pink tote bag from “my mum made it” brand. The pink, pillow tote was filled with everything you needed for classes. Your laptop, pencils, pens, highlighters, books. And in your small white purse was the necessities you needed, your makeup, lipgloss, wallet, and a small hello kitty bow mirror. You then grabbed your pink Stanley Tumbler and grabbed your printed out schedule— the only productive thing you did over the weekend.

Your eyes widened once you realize the time of the clock compared to when your first class started. You stomped your feet, “ Shit, well fuck it. I’m already here anyways.”

You really hope the professor wasn’t the man you had sex with since his name is similar to his and on top of it, you hope this professor wasn’t worst than Levi and Nanami out together— specifically when it comes to tardiness for his class.

You walked to the class and stopped at the door, preparing yourself for eyes all over you. It wasn’t like you weren’t used to it, it’s just today is not your day! Or so you think….

You placed your hand on the door but before you could even twist it, your phone ring loud and clear. You wanted to slap yourself for not turning your ringer off when you got up this morning. You only rode silent mode off when you sleep, sadly you forgot to turn it back on. Immediately fetching it from your purse, you shut it off with a low whisper, “ Fuck.”

You sincerely wanted to curse out whoever decided to call you, right now of all times too. You knew he heard it because you heard movement stop in the class automatically. You were about to turn around, but you bumped right into someone else’s body. You looked at the person and saw the bartender from the bar smirking at you while Eren was beside him giving you a replica of his smirk. Only then, you saw eren with a phone up to his ear. He called you and you were about to tell him off, but of course, the door open.

“ Are you three coming in to my class or gonna stand out here, if you are— I suggest you exit the building since you’re planning to ditch this class. I don’t have time for such behavior interrupting my class.”, You heard his deep voice and automatically felt every bone in your body freeze.

You stayed staring at Jean who held a deep eye contact contest with you, almost like he knew what happened with you two and you hope he didn’t, until he spoke, “ I apologize, Professor Smith. We just arrived right now and she was just standing here. I think she was confused, so we asked for her schedule just to find out this was the right class for her.”

You mentally thanked him, still not turning around. You feared seeing his face and you never feared something like this so why now? It was confusing you.

Eren walked past you, stopping to stand behind you almost blocking Erwin from your view as he stared at the bright eyed man who had his arms crossed and one eyebrow raised, “ Sorry, sir, it won’t happen again.”

Jean grabbed your tote bag from your left hand and held the hand he grabbed it from. You turned around and followed him into the class, your mind still wrapped up that your first teacher you fucked was just standing in front of you, well behind you since you didn’t turn around until Jean grabbed your hand to walk past Mr.Smith and into the classroom.

Eren didn’t like that Jean was holding your hand and reached to grab your right hand as your white purse sat on that shoulder. Everyone eyed the three of you with curiosity and wonder. You knew rumors were about to spread just because of this and somehow that didn’t bother you in the slightest, in fact you craved the attention because you were what your father’s other wife called you in front of him once, “ a attention Whore”

You could take a guess and say these two are pretty popular especially with the way people were staring at you as you sat between them in class or was it because of your outfit or hair, Yeah! That’s it. That’s the reason, at least that’s what your mind think.

You took out a notebook and pencil before turning your full attention on the man that kept eye contact with you as you slipped the condom on his big dick with your mouth. You smiled at the memory prior to keeping focus on what he was saying or trying to.

“ Before that interruption happened, did anyone have any questions—if not now, then you can email questions to me. Now let’s get started in the bc era.”, Mr.smith says while writing down 1000 bc on the board. You wanted to cry because History was so damn boring and as soon as he started talking even more, you started dozing off.

“ What do you all know about the era before 500 BCE, give me facts of what you do know about that time or what you’ve learned about that time? Hmm, shout them out if you want, only just this once I’ll allow you all to shout out answers.”, Mr.Smith declares sternly. Gosh, the way nobody even bothered to whisper or talk during his statements before shows you that he’s strict, strict. Sucks for you.

“ I know it’s the classical era in world history.”, A boy shouted from the back of the classroom. Mr.smith smiled a bit, “ Correct, give me more!”

One girl with orange hair shouted from the second to last row, “ the era with the Roman Empire, Ming dynasty, and more. That’s unfortunately all I remember.”

Professor Smith still gave Petra some words that brightened up her expression for not remembering much about the era before 500 BCE. He didn’t expect anyone to remember much because too much information could make you forget a lot of things so he understood.

Erwin wanted you to shout out an answer so bad just so he could stare at you without getting caught openly staring at you. He still had you in the back of his mind and needed to have you again but now he can’t. He turned to the next person and heard them shout out an answer. Your class knew more than he expected.

By the time, everyone was done shouting, you were done for, luckily you snuck your sunglasses on while they were shouting out answers and whilst he was jotting down everyone’s answer. You had your hand on your face and your head leaned on your hand as you napped with your sunglasses on. Eren kept nudging you with a very low whisper of “ Pay attention”, “stay up”, or “ get up sleepyhead ”. Jean kept poking you and you still dozed off right after fighting them off.

Suddenly, you snapped yourself out of sleep, when you were leaning your head on Eren’s shoulder, due to the sound of Professor Smith’s voice. You all had to turn to the people around you to discuss a passage you had no idea y’all were reading.

Eren playfully nudged you with his shoulder, “ Seee, you should’ve stayed up like we said otherwise you wouldn’t be looking like a loss puppy right now.”

“A cute one too.”, Jean says underneath his breathe thinking you didn’t hear it and you didn’t, well some of it. The only word you heard him loud and clear on was cute as he reached to hand you a sticky note with everything you talked about on it. You smiled at him as you took the sticky note, noting the way he looked away once you made eye contact with him. God, the blush was sweet and comical on his face. You wanted to stare more but right now you had to write down what’s on the sticky note. Awww, the fact that he was taking notes for you too is just too sweet. Yeah, you’re gonna be great friends with him.

You smiled at him and then at Eren prior to Erwin calling the class focus back to him because of his baritone voice bouncing off the walls.

“ You all have a minute until this class ends, but I want you to carry your thoughts to the next class we have because you’re gonna need it.”, Erwin says and as he says it, it’s like he makes eye contact with you and you didn’t like what he was implying. Erwin dismissed the class and everyone started to get up, you were the first one to pack up.

“ { reader’s last name}, can you stay behind a bit? I would like to speak with you.”, Erwin asks as he uncuffed his links to his light blue button up shirt. You wanted the earth to open up a black hole to suck you into.

Jean snickered and patted your low back before leaning to whisper in your ear, “ Good Luck, marshmallow. Try not to slip and fall, okay?” You looked at him with confusion and he only laughed before walking out with Eren who put both of his thumbs up in action of encouragement for you.

Jean chuckled at his teasing joke he made as he walked out meanwhile you were slowly trudging your way down the stairs to Erwin desk. There was one last person walking down the stairs and out the door. Erwin waited until that person cleared out afore looking up at you from where he was sitting and cleared his throat, “ first you come to my class late and now you slept through my entire lesson. We’re gonna talk about the elephant in the room this moment because you lied to me. So you've disappointed me three times today, { reader’s last name }. Hope the next class has improvement from you, wouldn’t want to exile you from this class…You may leave now.”

He fucking frustrated you to no ends and you were ready to leave, yet you needed to say your piece first. You were only frustrated because he said he was disappointed in you, “ That’s not what you said when I was taking your dick, in fact, you said I was proud of you, what changed Mr.Smith.” You had no idea where this surge of confidence came from since you didn’t even want to face the man when he caught you in the hallway earlier. Fucking mind. Always speaking. Never stop talking.

Erwin’s jaw slacked a bit before he clenched it, “ Let this be the last time you mention that { reader’s last name}, it was a mistake on my part. If I had known that you were my stud-”

You walked closer and around the desk to him, only standing a few inches from him as he still faced the chairs in the classroom, “ You would’ve what? Hmm. Not tell me how much of a good girl I was, not tell me how I’m doing so well taking your dick... no, no, that’s not it. You would have told me not to squeeze my pu-”

Erwin grabbed your wrist and yanked you to him in between his thick thighs, “ Don’t. Don’t be unprofessional right now. You’re being really unprofessional and I would only stoop to your level if I engage even more into this conversation we’re having.”

Your feelings was hurt a little because why he acting like your being unprofessional right now as if he wasn’t balls deep in you. I guess the difference is off or on the clock right? Whatever.

You snatched your wrist from him and rolled your eyes, “ You have the nerve.” You grabbed your stuff before pausing, “ One last time.” Your smile on your face was devious and you had a plan in the back of those pretty eyes of yours, he was interested to find out what.

Erwin stared at you with his head tilted a bit in confusion, “ One last time for what?”

You turned to him and dropped your purse back on the desk, “ One last wave of pleasure from me and then we’ll never speak of this again, hell I won’t even acknowledge you as a one night stand, better yet, I’ll only be professional with you, professional only.”

Erwin clenched his hands together and leaned back on the chair with his blonde hair coming out of place because of this stressful decision, a foolish decision he was about to make. He thought about the consequence before anything. What would happen if your parents find out? What would they sa— Zip. That was the sound of a zipper being pulled down and he snapped his head up to see your sweater being zipped down showing your belly top like you had when you arrived in his classroom. He noticed you zipped it up when you were about to take a nap, why he noticed? It’s because he noticed everything you did. He felt himself intrigued by you even when he’s not supposed to be.

“ Let me thank you for giving me the best sex I’ve had since freshman year of college.”, You say as you dropped to your knees on the cold tile floor. Looking up at him through your lashes was everything he needed to let you unzip his pants all on your own. He knew he shouldn’t have folded that easily, but he was just reminded of the time your warm lips slide the condom on his cock.

Your plushy lips were glossy and your hands were making its way into his gray slacks. You then stopped and dragged his chair with your body as you slid under his desk. You were surprised your entire body fit under his desk. Afterwards, you licked your lips and took his dick out his slacks, smirking at how red the tip was. His pre cum oozed down his cock meaning he was hard for a long time. His cock felt so heavy on your hands, you straightened his dick up and held it with two hands staring at him with humor in your eyes, so fucking huge and I took all of this. Hmmph. Your dick is wide too, almost as wide as my wrist.” He pulsed in your hand when you started to whisper against his cock all while beginning to stroke him, “ This will be our last time, professor smith. Don’t cum too fast or I’m gonna milk you dry. I don’t have until 11:45 for my next class and it’s now..” you checked your phone, “ it’s now 9:50, got tons of minutes with you.”

There was a sudden knock on your door and you squeezed his dick inside of your hands, not too roughly though, “ Act like I’m not even here, m’kay?”

Erwin cursed under his breath, “ alright.” He then tapped his fingers on the desk and yelled, “ Come in.”

Hange opened the door with a big slam following, due to the door hitting the wall, “ Helloooooooo, Erwinnn.” You froze before blowing on his tip causing him to scoot closer to the desk. Once he did you spit on his dick and at the same time he coughed into his hand to hide the noise you made.

You wanted to laugh at him shaking his leg with anticipation dancing around him. You wrapped your lips around him when you heard Mr.Ackerman voice next and then another voice you hadn’t heard at all. A voice so deep that it went straight to your pussy. Your pussy was so wet and it was starting to hurt a little.

“ Erwin, long time no see. How’s luck on finding out who the woman is?”, Miche asks in curiosity as he sat in the chair in front of Erwin.

Levi could see that Erwin looked constipated, his expression giving it away. You, on the other hand, was now sucking on the tip of his dick. Your glossy lips wrapped around the tip of his cock was everything he wanted to see, but he couldn’t right now since his focus was on Hange and Miche blabbering off, more like they are blabbering to Miche about the girl he mentioned to them. If only they knew the girl they were referring to was underneath his desk sucking him off.

Levi squinted his eyes, “ Yeah, where is she?”

Erwin stared at Levi until you suddenly slid your mouth over the majority of his cock, taking him deep into your mouth without a gag reflex. Erwin didn’t mean to roll his eyes in the back of his head, but your mouth felt too good taking him in.

You wanted to moan so bad or even touch yourself. You hated that you couldn’t because otherwise your body would have to move back and when you did, you would’ve bumped into the desk.

You popped his cock out your mouth, using your right hand to stroke him and your mouth to trace your tongue up and down the side of his dick causing Erwin to release a shaky breath, “Couldn’t find her, so I don’t know right now.”

Levi walked closer to the desk inspecting Erwin by holding eye contact with the blue eyed blonde as he kept feeling your mouth try to take all of his dick inside of it before releasing yourself from his cock, you were teasing and he hated it. He needed to fuck your throat. So bad.

“ Erwin, What student left their bags here? I'm very surprised you didn’t tell one of your other students to find them in order to get their stuff back. Shame shame shame, you’re losing your touch, Erwin.”, Miche taunt while walking behind him to write on the green chalk board like he always does when they visit his classroom not seeing you underneath the table yet.

Hange let out a big laugh, “ Awh come on Miche, cut Erwin slack. You betcha he’s going to either find the person himself or wait until the next class, I mean that’s what I would do.” They shrug their shoulders and kick their feet up on the seat next to them.

You were stuck and the only thing you tried not to do is blow your cover. The sucking noises were low as you engulfed his dick in your mouth. Bobbing your head up and down— locking your jaw around his dick making him close his eyes, loosen his tie next, “ W-what can I say. Changed man always has tricks up his sleeves to increase the momentum of change.”

“ Don’t start with your quotes, Erwin. Let’s face the music now. You didn’t change because of my suspicion.”, Levi says with his hands in his pocket. He narrowed his eyes at Erwin whose hands were drumming against the desk fast.

“ Because of your own suspicion, I didn’t change what , that’s what you’re implying . You underestimate me, Levi.”, Erwin says through gritted teeth. His mind was becoming foggy because you were rolling your head as you took his cock in and out of your throat. Your hands twisted and stroked the part that you couldn’t fit in your mouth. It was beginning to be too much for him.

Miche heard the little sucking noises and squatted down to sniff the air and when he did, he turned to lock eyes with your teary eyes. A smirk made its way to his face as he stared at you still sucking his friend like you were starving. You never stopped what you were doing when you made eye contact with the grey eyes Miche possessed. A pro if he must say. You, on the other hand, thought the feeling of being caught turned you on even more and you were sure that you were feeling wet spots on your pants. Your slick felt like it was seeping through your underwear and blending into your jeans.

“ Fuck.”, Erwin whispered as he reached down to pet your head as a sign in saying good job and you adored it especially with an extra pair of eyes staring you down. Miche felt himself get aroused because of the lascivious scene in front of him.

“ You might as well face fuck the girl already. You’re getting your shitty sweat all over yourself and the desk. How unsanitary, Erwin.”, Levi says before kicking the desk to prove his point and he did especially when he heard a loud choking sound underneath the desk.

“ Looks like you caught me in act, Levi. Always so sharp with intuition. Fuck, she’s a goddamn pro at this— too bad this is our last time, isn’t that right, sweetheart?”, Erwin says, patting your head as he holds you down with his cock lodged in your throat.

You breathed through your nose trying to find an escape to oxygen because your mouth was too full letting no oxygen out or in. The taste of his dick was ordinary and rich at the same time. His smell was filled with his natural musk mixed with Tom Ford cologne. Your spit was starting to build up on his length, crowding bubbles at your hands wrapped around the base of his cock. Your nails looked so cute wrapped around him as Miche watched as you tried not to throw up on his dick from how glossy your eyes were and how runny your nose was.

You tried to nod your head but that resulted in you loudly gagging on his dick causing Hange to widen their eyes in excitement, “ Erwinnnn, you’re such a corruptor, what happened to the innocent Erwin I use to know… wherever he is— keep him locked awayyy.”

Erwin tuned them out when your tongue swiped left and right on the underside of his cock meaning you wanted more, “ She can’t talk right now, but she knows how proud I am of her. She’s pleasuring me like her life depends on it just from one mink little praise. Shit!” It’s like they were so used to this from the way they spoke to each other, usually other teachers would tell a teacher doing this off or make some sort of deal to keep it a secret like they did at your other school when girls and guys used to sleep with the janitor, security guards, etc. you never wanted to be apart of that so what changed now? Hmmm.

Erwin wanted to know how else you would fold to his praises and words of encouragement you desperately succumb to. Crazily enough, he wanted to know more about you. How did your infatuation with older men even start— he hoped it wasn’t bad, otherwise he’ll feel more bad than he does now. Erwin didn’t have to worry though, your childhood was great until your father’s abandonment so now you seek comfort in older men and sometimes women.

He suddenly yanked your head back resulting in you coughing with big pretty tears sliding down your beautiful eyes filled with trauma and lust. He somehow wanted to comfort you and fuck you because of how powerless you was under his touch. You're sensitive and weak for him like his sub used to be before she went on to Nile. Granted you looked nothing like her but you shared similar qualities with her. In fact, he’ll say that he loved staring at you because of how pretty and extravagant you were.

Erwin was about to say something to you with his hard, wet cock in front of your face, but Levi grabbed you from under the table, you complied with him and got up. Once you were up your were pushed on Erwin desk, your back hit the surface of his desk with Levi standing between your legs, “ Knew you were a little slut who couldn’t wait to be fucked by your superiors. Such a shame I had high hopes that you wouldn’t be like any other girl at this school— seems like I was wrong about you.”

He unzipped your pants and you sat up reaching for his wrist as you looked him in the eyes. You surprisingly wasn’t hurt by his comment just too turned on, “ I want all of you. I ca- I can’t hold on. I need you to touch me.” You sounded so desperate and you didn’t care, you needed your nut and you need it now. Levi looked at you with a deadpan look before leaning closer to your face, “ Isn’t that what I’m trying to do?! Don’t interrupt me any more unless you want me to stop, you ditzy little brat.”

Hange came up from the side and placed her hands on your boobs, squeezing the left one, “ Even her boobs are pretty and full. She’s the one.” Hange was talking to them about you to your face and you didn’t understand what they were referring to by being the one but judging by Miche’s smirk on his face prior to him twisting your nipples earning a whimper from you; you could say that’s it’s something good and salacious.

Levi made a tsk sound before motioning Miche to lift your body up so he could slip your jeans down revealing your pink and cheetah-print panties. Erwin got up to walk to the door— locking it and pulling down the blinds. He made his way back to the four of you to see Miche holding your legs up and together with both hands as your panties showed a puddle imprinted in them, “ Dammit, doll, if you would’ve told me you needed my cock inside of you; you could’ve said it. I would’ve gladly split you open with my cock as you wished.”

You moan when you feel Levi’s fingers stroke up and down your wet, pussy print making you squirm and throw your head back on Miche whilst holding on to Hange’s arm. “ Uhnn, I want more, need daddy’s fingers inside of me, wanna feel something.”

They couldn’t tell if your last sentence was about this scenario right now or something else. Something else bigger than right now. For you, it was right now and in general. You wanted their love and attention, desperately for right now because after this you gotta head to Hange’s class— having to pretend that she just didn’t see you getting fingered by her colleague and your teacher.

Levi then slipped your panties to the side, a string of wetness disconnecting as he pulled them to the side. He couldn’t believe how wet you were, it was like seeing a new discovery: fascination heavy on his mind and behind his eyes. His blue-gray eyes took in the way your pussy looked so fat while your legs were held up by Miche. The more your legs are pressed together, the more juicy it looks. “ Shit.”, Levi rasped out as he used two fingers to open up the slit of your pussy showing your pulsing clit.

Erwin wishes he could see what Levi is seeing but he can’t because your pussy was facing Levi and Erwin saw nothing but the side of your body and facial expressions. Miche, however, was loving the view he had on your pussy. He had no problem holding your legs up no matter how much you think they weigh, the problem is he didn’t know how long before he burst through his pants at the sound of your whimpers, facial expressions, the smell of your pussy, and the sight of your pussy. God, you were something special.

Hange licked their lips at the sight of your plump pussy and hard nipples, how voluptuous and ravishing of you. Too bad, they had to go prepare for they first class of the day, which is your next class. Fuck, this the only time they hated being a professor, can’t get enough time to see you cum. They clap their hands together, startling you in the process, making your body jump and Levi’s finger bump into your clit. You harshly bite into your lip at the tenacious feeling along your clit.

“ I’ll see you guys and gals later, gotta prepare for my first class, see ya!”, Hange yells as they exit the door leaving you with three hyenas ready to sink their teeth in you.

“ Levi, are you gonna play with her pussy properly or do I have to do it? I’m more than welcome to teach you just like I taught you other things.”, Miche says with gruffness in his voice. You almost came to his voice right then and there but had to stop yourself from embarrassing yourself.

“ Fuck off, you giant mammoth. She’s mine for right now, you can have your fun another time, besides I know how to make women cum, you don’t.”, Levi says to Miche before pushing one finger in. The movement made you grip onto the table, letting out a pornographic moan, “ aahhnn, wan’ mor- augh!”

Miche pushed his finger deep inside of your mouth and you choked on it before sucking on it. Your body felt so warm against his abs as he sat behind you on the desk holding your tired legs up with one arm now. He used his other hand that was in your mouth to move in and out causing his finger to move in that motion, “ good girls like you deserve to have something stuffed inside of their mouths, don’t you think?”

His voice gave you butterflies everytime you heard it even if he only spoke a few times. Levi huffed and pushed a second finger in you, hearing the squelching noises your pussy was making, “ Shit, pretty girl, your pussy is sucking my finger in. You're a mess too, a mess I don’t like so I’m gonna clean it up for you, properly too. wanna know how you taste, can I?”

You hurried to nod your head and as soon as you did, Levi got on his knees and slid his tongue over your pulsing clit. Your head flew back in bliss not realizing that Erwin was holding your hand.

“ Mmuhhh, Mr.Ack- hahhnnn.”, You moaned as his other hand held open your pussy lips to suck on your clit. Levi’s fingers started to move inside of you at the same time his lips wrapped sweetly around your clit sucking on it gently. He was in love with the taste of your pussy because it tasted so natural and good at the same time. His face was getting wet and he loved it. He’s a messy pussy eater that claims he is cleaning the pussy, such a fraud. At least that’s what Miche thought as he stared down at Levi devouring your pussy by flicking his tongue over your clit fast and gentle—just like his fingers.

Miche shoved two more fingers in your mouth with hushed whispers in your ear, “ You can take more right? Could shove all my fingers inside of your slutty mouth since I saw you take a monster like Erwin, but three would do for right now.” He pressed a kiss to your ear before trailing down his kisses to you neck.

Erwin interrupted Miche with his voice, “ Don’t leave any marks on her, Miche, need her to be tidy as possible when she leaves her. We can’t have too much suspicion.”

“ mmmgh, such a pretty pussy.”, Every word Levi moaned into your pussy was muffled and incoherent. They created the right vibrations you needed as you choked on Miche’s finger moving in and out of your mouth faster. Spit was spilling out of the corner of your mouth, dripping down to your chin and onto your pretty pink crop top.

The slurping sounds of Levi sucking on your pussy was enough to send you over and you came on his face right as he curled his fingers inside of you hitting your g spot repeatedly, “ fu-uhhhhhh, fuck I’m cummin’ M’cummin daddy.” Your hips lifted up and down riding out your orgasm on his face as your now muffled screams tears into the air.

Erwin's eyes held excitement as a small smile braced his face, “ Your moans never cease to amaze me, I love hearing them, but you have to get to class in a few.” He was mainly talking to you but the other two heard and agreed with him in their minds.

Levi watched as you brought your legs out of Miche’s grip and shakily sat up facing him with a fucked out expression on your face, drool was leaking down your mouth and Levi quickly licked it up, out of impulse. They all helped you with getting dressed and looking presentable as you looked dazed out.

You needed more. More praise. More sex. More Love. More knowledge. More everything.

“ What a show, Mr.Smith. Got the new girl wrapped around your fingers already?”, Choso asks as he stands at the threshold of the door.

They all snapped their heads to Choso with bewildered looks meanwhile you were still trying to get yourself together mentally because that was elite pussy eating, something you needed for a long time.

“ Come on, Choso. You should know she got him wrapped around her pretty fingers. He’s too much of a sap to get people under his finger with just two meetings like Levi over here.”, Miche says poking fun at Erwin.

You finally snapped out of your daze when Levi pulled you up, helping you out put your sweater on. You don’t know where his strength came from but it was eerie. You shyly moved away from him and made sure you fixed your hairstyle before grabbing your stuff and trying to walk out the door as fast as you can since Choso already moved away from the door when Miche spoke.

“ Not so fast, miss { reader’s last name}. You forgot this purse.”, Choso says, holding out your small white purse. Your legs were still shaking a bit as you turned around to see all of their eyes analyzing you head to toe while Choso brought your purse to you. The anxiety was through the roof as you felt their intense stares on you even when they already saw your pussy.

You reached for it as he neared you, “ Th-”

Choso smiled at you with a close lip smile and his eyes closed, “ Such a pretty purse you got, fits you princess.”

You mentally squealed inside of your head at his nickname and cleared your throat, “ Thank you, Mr.Kamo.”

He handed you the purse with his fingers touching your hand and lingering there before moving to speak back with the men behind him.

You sighed as you heard the door close behind you. You took out your hello kitty bow compact mirror to look at yourself in the mirror— smiling to yourself. You re-applied your lipgloss and mascara, now noticing a girl in front of you with her hands on her hips. She had on a pretty short skirt and a tank top to compliment her Prada heels. So there was another person at this school that had your sense of fashion. Maybe you could be friends with her. She smiled at you and you smiled at her. Hopefully, you’ll see her again and maybe you could learn her name. You walked past her and waved, she waved back with a wide smile on her face. A friendly pretty girl just the way you liked it. In contrast to your thoughts, you didn’t realize her smile turned into a frown when your back was turned. You’ll be a fine piece in her game.

You continued walking without a care or suspicion attached to you meanwhile she glared at you before walking into Mr.Smith’s class to get her daily fuck from him and the others in the room. She’ll worry about you later.

Walking out the building to your next class, you continued to your next class which is in five minutes and you had a 2 minute walk to it. This is the part of college you hate: classes, walks, and time. Why can’t you live your life as a pretty rich girl like you did before, curse your stupid father. The man you hated with a passion and needed him to hurt. Hurt just like you and you could only do that if you beat him at his career path and dubious ways. He’ll get his karma for making you this way soon, after all you’re doing all of this to spite and get rid of his words in your head playing in a loop. You’ll find a way to have everything playing in your hands even if you tire yourself out of every last drop of energy you possess.

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the mariners

spider!eren x f!reader

**part 2 to my spider-eren post

an: I call this...I hate my writing so much that I will just post whatever came out and say a prayer. also the fact that I ignored the poll and just picked one but u know whatever. no one ask me for part 3 bc I will write reader getting injured...

to spider-boy

you: YOU KNOW WHAT’S STUPID??

eren: admin not approving your budget requests? the color scheme for prom? reiner?

you: yes. to all of the above, but that wasn’t what i was going to say. my beef is with DOORDASH TODAY.

eren: and what did doordash do this time?

you: if the store closes IN THIRTY MINUTES, WHY CAN’T I ORDER FROM THE STORE?????

eren: woe is you. but they need time to get there, sweetheart.

you: you’re supposed to be on my side.

eren: just go and get it urself lazy pants :D

you: my stomach hurts. im on my period and i just wanted to order stupid ice cream to my apartment >:(

eren: sorru swertheaft

you: quit swinging and texting. just call me when ur home.

Approximately twenty minutes later, you’re met with a very out of breath Spiderman and a tub of chocolate ice cream banging against your window. You pull apart the curtains and glare at him as Eren quietly sneaks in and plops down on to your red-and-yellow Harry Potter sheets.

He’s never really come into your house properly, your dad being the police chief who wants his head on a stick and all, so he’s never really seen the extent of your…dorkiness. And he can tell right away, that you haven’t changed your bedroom from the little princess crowns and trophies you’ve been winning since fourth grade displayed on your dresser.

You dig around in your closet for the hoodie and sweatpants you stole from Eren last time you were over at his apartment and place them on the bed for him with a pat. He’s peeling out of his suit, throwing on the clothes you left him as he reaches forward and presses a kiss to your cheek. You note the big bruise on his side, yellowing as he pulls the hoodie on.

“You know, when I vent to you, I’m not really expecting you to go swinging around fixing my problems, Eren.”

“I know that. But I can do that, why wouldn’t I?”

You pinch the side of his cheek as the two of you pull into your sheets and resting your head against Eren’s shoulder as he digs his spoon into the ice cream. Eren braces himself as he asks the question.

“How was your day?”

“Oh my fucking god, Eren. You would not believe it. I wear a white skirt to class and then of course I get my period. And then that dumbass Reiner on the student council starts telling me that he’s going to run against me for class president next year. As if he actually comes to any of the meetings, and then-”

Eren loves this about you. That you get so worked up, so frustrated that the little veins in your forehead start bulging out. That you care so much about what the theme is for prom and that you lay out your outfits for class the day before and-

He leans forward as you keep ranting, silencing you by pressing a kiss to your lips. He can taste the chocolate hanging off your lips, positive that his lips taste the same on yours. Eren can feel you immediately feel relax under him by the way you snake your hand around his neck to pull him closer.

The second you yank him in, deepening the kiss as you hit the wall behind you, Eren slithers his hands around your legs and pulls you on top of him. He’s sure that the ice cream is melting on the side table and that he should stop because you’re on your period and because your parents and your brother are downstairs but you’re just pulling him in with your stupid flowery smell of yours and yanking him back every time he tries to pull away that he can’t.

Eren starts kissing down the side of your neck, blood burning at how your body moves under his touch. He focuses on that one part of your neck - a few inches right below your ear - and sinks in, squeezing in on the same spot.

“Eren.”

“Shut up. Your little brother is downstairs. And your parents would-”

Right on cue, you hear a knock at your door. You and Eren frantically pull apart with matching widened eyes as you dart around for a place to hide Eren.

“Hi bug, can I come in?”

You immediately pull Eren off of your sheets and he quickly crawls under your bed. Your dad walks right in as you wipe the wetness off of your neck, with him setting your dinner plate down and taking residence at your desk. He lifts up the papers on your desk - the fucking DNA samples that Eren gave you so you could figure out how he became Spiderman in the first place - and lifts them up to read.

“Arachnoid Deoxyribonucle- this is so dense I can’t even understand it.”

You quickly yank the papers out of your dad’s hands, shuffling them in your stack and placing them far, far away from where he was sitting.

“Why are your lips so…swollen, bug?”

You feel your cheeks burn as you bring your hand up to your mouth, feeling the puffy skin under your fingers. Because your stupid boyfriend was fucking pulling you onto his lap and sucking on your fucking lips. You cover up the side of your neck with the ends of your hair, positive that Eren’s lips left a sweet, pink spot on your neck that would purple up tomorrow.

“L-lip plumpers.”

“Lip plumpers? Don’t tell me you’re doing all that for that Jaeger kid, because-”

Oh god.

“No. I’m not, I just-”

“Your mom said he was a sweet kid, like the stupid nerdy type. Like socially inept or whatever.” he murmurs.

“He’s not socially inept, he’s just shy!”

Your dads smirking at you now and you can feel your cheeks burning at what he says next.

“Uh huh. Mrs. Eren Jaeger. I can’t believe you’re dating the same kid whose name you used to write all over your notebooks and diaries. And I get that you like the guy but you don’t have to change yourself just for some-”

“I didn’t do it for him! And that was a long time ago and that wasn’t even true and-”

“I’m teasing, bug. Just make sure you bring your plate back down. I feel like you haven’t been eating as much since you started planning the prom and working at Oscorp and all.”

“Yeah, Dad. I’m really, really busy so if you could just leave that would-”

“Hey kid. I just wanted to see you. I know that you’re busy but would it kill you to-”

“No, no. I know that, I’m going to come to the vigil on Saturday, okay?”

“Okay, bug. You better not be late.”

“Promise, Dad. Love you.”

You slam the door shut as he walks out, panting behind the door. You sit directly on your bed, ankle circling his fingers around your ankle and squeezing before he crawls out, his head placed directly on your lap.

“Mrs. Eren-”

“Shut up.”

“It’s cute! You had a crush on me when you were-”

“Eren. Drop it, please.” you whine.

He climbs back into your bed, opening his arm for you to lie right against him. He’s rubbing small circles into your back, pulling open your laptop as he looks for a movie to watch. He pulls in, pressing a kiss to the top of your hair as he talks.

“Sorry to leave you all hot and bothered, sweetheart.”

“I’m on my period. There was no way you could have fixed that. And don’t act like I don’t see your friend through those sweatpants you’re wearing. You’re more hot and bothered than I am.”

“Did you just call my dick your frie-”

You clamp your hand around his mouth, cheeks burning as you lay against him.

“Quit teasing me, Eren. I’m in pain.”

He leans down, cupping your face with his left hand as he presses a soft, soft kiss to your already swollen lips.

“Stop moaning and groaning you big baby.”

He leans down, pressing soft kisses all over your face as he clicks the movie on, as you nestle into his arms.

“What’s on Saturday, sweet?”

“The vigil for the Monroe family. It’s on Twelfth Street, at the Mariners if you want to come with us. I know my parents would really like it if you came and-

“No. I’m busy.”

You feel your muscles clench at the decisiveness in Eren’s voice, your cheeks burning for even suggesting it.

Why would Eren want to come with your parents to the vigil? He doesn’t even really know them that well and-

And Eren can feel the guilt itching in his throat at how dejected you look, your expression falling the second he denies you. And really - he hates to deny you. Eren reaches forward, tucking your hair behind your ear as he frowns. You reach for that little soft dent in his cheek, right where his dimples are, as you poke them twice.

“That’s okay, Eren. I was just suggesting it.” you whisper.

“The Mariners. They…thew a vigil for my parents when they died. I actually haven’t been back since.”

You deflate, wrapping your hand around his neck as you lean into his touch, warm on your skin. You’re tracing little shapes into the skin on his biceps, his soft breaths filling the silence.

“I’m sorry, Eren. I totally forgot about that, I-” you whisper.

“How could you have known?” Eren murmurs. Back.

“I was there. I should have remembered.” you respond back.

Eren smiles in response, leaning his forehead against yours as he smiles. You absentmindedly reach for his dimples again, lightly smile at the little lines in the softness of his cheeks.

“You wore two braids. The…the kind you like split in the middle.”

“Pigtail braids.”

“Pigtail braids. I remember, you only did them sometimes. Like when we had that holiday party in fourth grade…or Mikasa’s going away party. And you wore them to the vigil, with your shiny red shoes.”

“I loved those shoes! I literally sobbed when I grew out of them and they didn’t make them in my size anymore.” you whine.

“You gave me brownies, I think. We didn’t talk while we were there, but your family - you left them on the table.” he responds.

“Yeah. I guess I was a little bit nervous to talk to you.” you murmur.

Eren grins.

“Because I’m so cute?” Eren asks.

“Shut up. I did not-”

“Yes, you did. Your dad just said.”

“And what? I can’t like my boyfriend? Is that a crime?”

Eren pulls you fully into his arms, burrowing his face into your neck, as you reach up and card your hands through the mess of his hair. It’s arranged every which way - no thanks to his mask - as you comb it back against his forehead and lightly rub your finger against the pink scar on his forehead. You pull back, reaching forward to press a kiss against the skin.

“I’ll try to come, okay? I want to meet your family. And I should go back.” Eren murmurs.

“Don’t push yourself. You’ll meet them when you’ll meet them. And you’ve already met Falco, technically, so-” you respond.

“Just, promise you’ll be there? I’d hate to come all the way there just to not be graced with your presence.”

You smile in response, as he pulls the blanket over the two of you and nestles into your arms.

It’s not that you hate going to the events. The vigils, the funerals, the lot of them. You’ve been to hundreds since you were a kid - an instance from your dad that you had to show out for the community, in the way that they were needed. That people were only held up by those around them and that you should always be the first one to reach.

But there was something about it that just sat with you for too long. Watching the kids pass by, with the decorated pictures of their parents at the front, or a sibling standing alone in front of their own they just lost. At first it made your heart hurt - that it could easily be your parents on the picture and you standing in front of them. Or that your hand could easily go cold and never be filled with Falco’s warmth again.

But this time around, it strikes you too deep. That this kid, it was once Eren. That he did stand there alone and was probably so reminded of it everytime someone invited him to the vigil that he couldn’t even stand to come back.

“Hey kid.”

You look over to your side to find Levi, the other volunteer you’ve seen frequent these events with you, beckoning for you to join him at the side walls where the two of you always seemed to stand. Not that you were anywhere near the same age, Levi was considerably older than you, but the two of you were always in agreement. That everyone else should make their move for condolences before the two of you did. The adults, the family - they were all primary to the strangers like you and Levi.

“What did you bring?” you ask Levi.

“Salad.”

“Boo.” you respond.

He elbows you in the side, as the two of you sport your soft smiles, as you watch everyone line up in the front.

“What did you bring? Cupcakes?” he responds, jeering at you.

“Brownies.” you murmur.

Levi laughs, and you elbow him back, as the two of you watch the two kids stand at the front, and lower your heads. It’s right at that moment, in the break of silence, that there’s a large clanging noise directly to your left.

You and Levi turn your heads in unison to find Eren standing at the front, now awkwardly picking the trash can up. You can see Pieck at his side, mouthing a quiet apology as every returns back to their conversations, and she reaches up to tousle his hair.

“Be right back, Levi.” you murmur, as you quickly pace over to the front where the two of them are still standing.

You make it over to them fast, with Pieck folding down Eren’s collar, as the two of them look over at you and smile.

“Hi guys.” you whisper.

Pieck smiles wide, giving Eren’s cheek one last pinch before she reaches forward and wraps her arms around you.

“Hi sweet girl.” PIeck whispers.

“Hi Pieck.” you respond, putting your hands on both of their arms as you talk.

“Thanks for coming.” you murmur.

You immediately blank, realizing very quickly what you said. You’d hate to make Eren feel more awkward, to make it more of a thing than it was.

“I-I didn’t mean it like that! I just mean-”

“I know what you meant. It’s okay.” Eren responds, smile so warm that you immediately deflate.

“I’m going to go make my rounds. Come find me if you need something, Eren?” Pieck states.

He nods, as you reach down and lock your hand with his and give him a reassuring squeeze. He abesntmindedly leans his head against yours, as the two of you quietly whisper under your breaths.

“Hi Spider-Boy.”

“Hey.”

“I’m glad you’re here.” you murmur.

“I’m glad you’re here with me.” he responds.

You smile, as you lead him back to where you were standing, at the side with Levi. Levi gives the two of you a polite nod, as you brace yourselves against the wall again.

“Eleven people ate my salad. Two people ate your brownies.” Levi states.

“Okay, Levi. I’m so glad you’re keeping count.”

“Hi Levi.” Eren states, holding his hand out.

“Eren.”

You pause, giving the two of them a weird look.

“He’s friends with Hange.” Eren says.

You feign shock.

“You have friends, Levi?”

“Very funny.” Levi responds, glaring.

The three of you stand there for sometime, as you nervously fidget with Eren’s hands in yours and watch each of them consecutively give their condolences. The line eventually dwindles down, as Levi leads the way for the three of you to enter the line last.

“Do you always wait till the end?” Eren asks.

“Yeah. Just makes me nervous, the entire thing.” you respond.

“So you wait till the last second until you’re a big ball of anxiety?” he asks, eyes narrowed.

“Exactly! You just get me, Eren.” you respond.

The two of you walk down the line, as you both stand in front of the two of them, and crouch on your knees. And you’re in complete awe of the fact that Eren’s so quick to talk, when you had been hyping yourself up to talk for the two of you the entire time.

“Hi guys. I’m Eren. This is Y/N.”

The two of them don’t respond, sharing a blank look, as Eren reaches forward, noticing the little pens on their lapels.

“You guys are Spiderman fans, huh? I have something really cool to show you.”

Eren stands up, gesturing for the two of them to follow, as you instinctively reach for his elbow and give him a look. Except in response, he reaches forward and presses a kiss to your cheek before he shuffles away with the two kids at his side.

Eren reappears after forty-five minutes, with the two kids in considerably greater spirits and a big smile on Eren’s face. He gives the two of them a wave goodbye, which they both respond to excitedly, before they run off and Eren snakes his hand around your waist.

“Hi stranger.” he murmurs.

“You disappeared for quite some time, Eren.” you respond.

“Had to do a thing.” he responds, shrugging.

“Uh huh. You better have not done what I think you did, Eren.”

He smiles in response, reaching forward to press a kiss to your cheek.

“Don’t worry your pretty head about it. I want to show you something.”

Eren locks his hand with yours, as he drags you towards the back, and gives you a shining smile as you walk into the back halls of the little community center. It’s dark and dusty in the back as you feel your nose immediately tickling at the dust and Eren drags you straight to one wall in the center. It’s filled with small printed pictures, each of them glossy and shiny, as the two of you stand facing it.

“When my parents died, there was this guy who came to our vigil. His name was Levi. And everyone at the vigil, they kind of look at you with these really shitty, pity eyes. They aren’t exactly all pretty girls in pigtails who make really good brownies, ya know?” he states.

You smile, leaning your head on his shoulder, as the two of you look over all the pictures.

“Levi, he was the last person to talk to me. He told me this thing, a secret, that only people without parents know.”

“What’s that?” you ask.

He reaches forward to flick your forehead.

“Silly. It wouldn’t be a secret then.”

“Okay, okay. Fair. Keep going, Eren.”

“Anyways, they take this corny picture of you at the end. With your family or whatever. And mine is….all the way right there.” Eren says, pointing to the top.

You look up at the picture of Eren, standing awkwardly in between Pieck and Hange with a pinched look on his face. Hange and Pieck have him tucked into his arms, which he’s easily resisting, and the picture makes your heart clench so hard, that you hug him full on.

“Eren. You’re so…” you look over at him, frowning at his soft smile at your side.

“You’re sweet. Thanks for inviting me. This was…nice.”

You wrap your hands around his neck, bring your hands up to his cheeks to brush the softness of his skin. You reach forward to press a kiss to his nose, which has him curling his face in response.

“Really. I like being here now. With you. I got to tell all those old ladies that I had a pretty girlfriend that made the brownies. Show off a little.”

“You’re ridiculous.”

He shakes his head, leaning forward to press a quick kiss to your lips, before you walk back towards the main room.

“Now where’s your dad? I want to talk to him about Spider-Man.”

“I’m going to slap you.”

“Yeah, yeah. I’ll just gift him this.”

Eren presses something hard into your hand before he shuffles off, right towards where your parents are standing. You look down in your hand to find the pin, the two the kids were wearing in your hand. You place it onto the collar of your shirt, before you stand up in join him, noticing that he has the other one pressed to his shirt as well.

“It’s so nice to meet you. My name is Eren.” he states, extending his hand out, as you two lock your free ones together behind your backs.

an: do not let me make this a series I swear to god

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chrollohearttags · 1 year

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Reiner would go see the barbie Movie w his lil girl and he wears all pink cause hello??? Such an occasion needs a formal dress code

But y’all ain’t hearin me tho

Oh! I am listeningggg. 😭😩 like just walk with me here for a minute.

this man would be such a big teddy bear for his babygirl. Like whatever she wants, he walks the end of the earth to get it. (side note: he most definitely cried harder than you when she was born). He absolutely adores his little princess. So when she runs up to him, tugging at his pant leg..begging to go see it, he does it with bells on. But!..this isn’t just some regular occasion. They gotta come correct..this is THE Barbie movie after all. So big papa Reiner, who is no stranger to coordinating outfits with his tiny twin, lets her pick his outfit. “Daddy, I think you should wear this one. It’s pwettyyy.” and it’s the most obnoxiously, bright Pepto Bismol pink hoodie and joggers known to man. “Yeah, you think so?” But it’s not complete without some accessories and you know lil mama gotta put that ON because she is a big stepper, okay? So she’s standing on the bathroom counter with her brush and a dream, putting his hair up into pigtails with matching bows and earrings. He looks so ridiculous but it is literally the cutest stinking thing you have ever seen in your life. By the time (y/n) comes in, he’s styling her hair; brushing those big fluffy black curls of hers into space buns with big pink ribbons just like you taught him because he most certainly was going to learn how to do his little girl’s hair! His giant calloused hands working throughout her tiny little head. “See, it’s just like how mommy does it.” “You’re getting better, daddy. I like it.” And his heart could’ve melted right there..and so could yours. When they’re both done and ready to go; him in his insane flamingo fit and your daughter in her matching tracksuit..bright pink shades with her little baby handbag, sunglasses and sneakers like the diva she is, you just HAVE to snap a pic or two. “Oh my goodness, y’all are so adorable!” Squealing all excited. They’re both posing and showing off, doing the mostttt! And him being the other diva, he throws a hand up and pretends to dismiss you. “No photos please. We’ve got to important business to tend to.” “Yeah, that’s right, mommy. We don’t have time for pappawazzie.” And you are just cracking up as your precious baby and husband strut off out the door to go see the Barbie movie.

#reiner fluff #reiner my sweetheart #reiner being a girl dad is just so ughhh my heart and ovaries are exploding 🥹#reiner brainrot #black fem reader #black fanfiction #black fanfic writer #aot x black reader #aot reiner #aot black reader fluff

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expia · 1 year

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i want you in my mouth :( … | (rated.E)

taboos w my fav anime men ! toji , iwai, , eren , armin , reiner osamu.

there are tw right next to each person so pls do look at those b4 you read a section bc there are really triggering kinks ex cnc for reiner oki ily !!! (this is not proof read sorry!)

osamu: boss x employee , power imbalance

• osamu was a prev and he knew it and you should knew too

• so ofc when you walk yo happy ass up in his office asking if he could get a rise or extra hours he knew this was his opportunity

“there you go pretty girl , go head take it deeper for me ma” samu groans out your lips wrapped around his tip trying to take more but he’s so thick must be so hard for a princess like you :(

all types of “ fuckk” and “ shit, right there sweetheart” spill out his mouth as he has the back of your head bobbing you up n down pushing you all the way down to feel you gag around him before letting you go

but once you start going down to suck on his balls while jerking him off he can’t help it but to cum all over your pretty hands, a pathetic whimper falling from his lips, arching as he throbs in your hands .

“do that again, sweetheart you can get as much money you want outta me”

iwaizumi: consensual somno , control kink? , daddy kink, cubby reader!!

• zumi’s always told you how he has a really big thing for control

• he loves the feeling of being able to take you when ever he wanted how ever he want

• (with your consent ofc)

• so when you told him it was all go to do anything sexual to you in your sleep he was alll for it

[]

coming home from the gym to see you napping on the couch laying on your stomach your ass looking so fucking perfect i mean what else could he do but peal off your cute red undies and runt against your cubby cunt and my god the sleepie little “mhm daddy” gots his dick so hard you look so pretty like this , taking whatever he gives you

“yeah baby you like when daddy just uses your body like you’re his fuck toy , mm?”

eren: monster fuckin , painful sex , tummy bulge , cum overflow, oral (f! getting) , size kink

•erens been talking about this forever

•the second hange told him there’s a way for her to give titans genitalia but only for 30 minutes

•he’s been begggging for y’all to try it out

•and for his birthday you finally said yes

[]

so here you are in erens hand cunt leaking after he’s tongue fucked you till you had at least 4 orgasms even then you till don’t think your tiny count can take .. that

in titan form eren is 49’2 inches tall with a fat cock of 15 inches but ten doesn’t care you said you’d take it like a good girl so a good girl you’ll be

the hectic panting and broken moans that left your throat as the tip of its cock breached your sopping cunt the pain of the stretch bought all your focus, blocking out the strange noise from the titan in front of you.

"rennie, it hurts" Your whining made his cock twitch and only push in harder tears running down your face as the ‘man?’ bottoms out giving you the biggest bulge in your tummy you’ve ever seen “ren ‘m so full i can’t”

but some how the pain was balanced by a pleasure you had never experienced before. You felt so dizzy, so full it’s like you could feel your blood getting hot . The Titan was basically using you as a pocket pussy and you couldn't do anything but accept it. Each thrust felt like it flipped your insides, and one particularly strong thrust flipped a switch in your mind. Painful moans turned into pleasurable screams as the hard thick cock inside you pulled against the walls. The large arms around your waist tightened against you and your eyes rolled back into your head as you came with Eren.

so much cum running out of your pussy you feel like you can’t breathe with how packed you feel but with a quietest roar he could mutter you knew he was ready for round two

armin: identity porn/ dub con ( false consent) , daddy kink , pussy slapping, drunk reader , oral(f!getting)

•you’ve been armins best friend since you both were kids

•and he’s always had a crush on you but it’s like you never see him

•walking around dating all these guys knowing his the one for you

•but he can’t be to mad this time you decided to date a man with blonde hair and good things for him when your drunk you think everyone looks the same

armin walks into the room your laying in the fairest away from any other room at this house party “alex is that you?” you pop your head up from the bed you thought you were texting your boyfriend but you were texting him saying how much you missed and loved him, yeah armin knew this was wrong but it’s your fault you pressed the wrong a in your contacts.

“yeah baby it’s me” armin cooed leaning over your body kissing your neck “hey!” you giggle running your finger through his hair tugging it as he continues kissing down your body, past your tummy till he gets to the button of your shorts kissing your stomach one last time before slowing pulling them off

leaving no moment to waste he moves your panties to the side and instantly puts his mouth to your clit “fuck alex please i need your fingers” you babbled alex? armin thought , he can’t give you what ‘min can you’ve told him all about how your boyfriend can’t even find the clit let alone can make you cum

coming off you with a he rises his brows “no baby that’s not my name, what’s my name honey?

“noooo lex” bucking your hips up pouting from the lost of pleasure

“are you to much of a brain dead slut to comprehend i said that’s not my name” slapping your cunt till you scream out “daddy , daddy please i’m sorry”

likening the answer, buried nose-deep in your pussy, hands gripping your hips praying to god it leaves bruises ‘min didn’t stop until you release on his tongue. , the knot in your abdomen begins to coil , “Ah, daddy!” You sob as he watches you fall apart on his tongue. He is the only one who has ever made you feel this way- all for him. You feel your orgasm build and before long, gush all over his mouth. armin slides up your body and compliments you after pulling away from your pussy.

toji: barley legal / father’s friend , ngl predatory toji, daddy kink , choking, finger gagging

•tojis a odd man

•he knows it’s “against the law” to fine little ol’ 17 yr you attractive

•so that’s why he watched and waited

•till he favorite day of the year yet! your birthday

•toji knows for the fact you wanna fuck him and it’s ok cause he wants to do the exact same

[]

“how would your dad feel if he hears you calling me daddy, mhm?” he asks with three fingers gagging you while you bend over on all fours getting pounded into like tomorrow isn’t promised “ or how would megumi feel about this aww you know he’s had a crush on you for the longest” he fake pouts pulling out to flip you over so he can look you in the eye one thump on clit other hand gripping your neck “but here you are fucking his dad like dick drunk bitch you are”

reiner: cnc , roleplay, size kink , choking

•you and reiner have a very .. interesting sex life

•you both are into pretty extreme kinks bc of trauma in yalls past

•one the both of you particularly love is cnc

•you love the feeling of being helpless and losing all control to him

•you both have safe words you can say that anytime

•and after is almost instant after the scene

[]

hey, mister, i think you missed my turn , my house is the other way" the man driving the uber stares at you, “i’m sorry did you hear me we’re going the wrong way." the man shrugs. i know i quicker way

After a few, he takes a detour into an empty basically middle of nowhere soccer field parks the car and you both stare at each other till he breaks the silence

“aww you scared? dont be scared i know how to please whores like you!” he smiles climbing over the seat as you try to get out the car but oh no :(( he’s got child locks on

no one can even hear your screams begging him stop as he forces his cock in your tight little cunt

reiners so big n strong you feel like it hard to breathe the way he has his hands wrapped around your neck pounding into you oh so deeply you feel like your being ripped open

you can tell him “no stop!” or “you’re a monster!” but reiner can feel you the way you squeeze around him when he tells you this is your fault for being a slut but it’s ok! you’re just shy he think, as he rubs your clit and in no time you cream all over him.

ahhh , i hope y’all enjoyed! my first dark content post i wanna do a part 2 with more taboos so pls lmk if you want !!

#haikyuu smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #attack on titan smut #osamu smut #toji smut #eren yeager smut #eren smut #armin smut #reiner smut #iwaizumi smut #iwaizumi x reader #osamu x reader #toji x reader #eren x reader #armin x reader #reiner x reader

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kurosaaki · 2 years

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LUST MELODIES. — AOT MEN

A compilation of how the aot men’s moans sound like

TW: nsfw under the cut, mentions of sex and oral sex. f!reader.

CHARACTERS: eren, armin, jean, levi, reiner & porco.

A/N: i loved writing this. i hope you like it ;) support is always appreciated <3

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TAGS: @xiaoflwrs

EREN JAEGER

low and filthy

eren is a passionate lover—we all know that. when eren wants something, he always gets it. he has a dominating behaviour, and his first priority when he finally has you wrapped around his finger is making you feel good. he needs to see your legs trembling after making you his, he craves to see you sprawled on his bed muffling your sweet moans on his pillow while he enjoys the tightness of your pussy around him.

you’ll always hear eren’s heavy breath against your neck, you can’t escape his teal eyes as he rams inside you. his low grunts becoming more loud as he speeds up the pace, ignoring your poor cries and whispering the most naughty, filthy things he’s going to do to you once you stop being so nosy. the only time you’ll hear him whine is if you overstimulate him. good luck trying to do that with eren. he’s too impatient. but oh, if you make him moan—you should consider that a gift from heaven. eren moaning your name out loud? that would sound so pretty.

he secretly loves to have someone as passionate as him. eren feels like it’s the perfect way to set his wild nature free. think you can compete against an animal like him?

“c’mon, baby, i know you can take it. make me proud”

ARMIN ARLERT

broken and needy

armin’s voice sounds so pretty when you kiss—or bite him—on his sweet spots. his faint whines leaving his lips when you ride him makes you feel like you’re between clouds. it makes you forget everything going on around the two of you, it brings you to another world. he feels so overwhelmed when he feels your tight walls clenching around him that he needs to whisper between whimpers how good you make him feel.

he becomes a whiny mess when you ride him, specially when you’re face to face with him. his blue eyes close everytime you swivel your hips and everytime you bounce on his dick. he loves to muffle his moans biting your neck or by bringing one of your breasts to his mouth, leaving little pecks and licking it. he loves that position because you’re in control of every movement and you can also feel the pleasure. such a caring sweetheart, isn’t he?

he’s a sucker for someone who can dominate him for a while. but don’t be too confident with that, he can also be very intimidating in bed. do you prefer to see his baby blue eyes glimmering from the pleasure you give him or his breathless, serious gaze when you misbehave? armin can give you both. you just have to be careful, because he’s a smart guy. you’ll never know what he can do.

“you feel so good, baby” “you’re amazing, oh my god”

JEAN KIRSTEIN

soft and breathy

jean makes the most beautiful sounds when he’s inside you. just as armin, he gets lost when he feels how tight you are for him. he forgets everything around him, and he doesn’t care if someone hears him moaning your name out loud—because he’ll do it. he’ll moan your name when you roll your eyes, he’ll moan your name when he feels you’re about to come. he’ll just do it because you leave him breathless, almost dizzy when your lips graze his, looking for his soft embrace while he takes his time inside you, savouring the feeling of being one with you.

jean is the romantic type of lover, let’s be honest here. he’s always worshipping every inch of your body, making you feel like the goddess you are. his lips are all over your neck while his hand brings your leg up to make you feel more of him. he likes to take his time with you, and he adores to hear your moans mixing with his grunts when you’re close to reach your climax.

sex with jean always feels like it’s the last time you’ll ever feel him again. maybe that’s why you’re obsessed with his body, his face, his voice and his soul.

“you’re so pretty” “come for me, you’ve done so well, princess”

LEVI ACKERMAN

harsh and husky

it is not a surprise that humanity’s strongest loves to remind you who’s in charge when you are having sex. he likes to see you squirming from all the pleasure his tongue gives you—he eats you out like he’s starving, and he loves it when you pull on his hair when he focuses his movements on your core. he chuckles from time to time, the low vibrations of his voice tickling your overstimulated pussy can always bring you to the edge.

he’s such a tease, he loves to rub his finger between your wet folds before putting it inside to stretch you out. loves to see his girl making a mess. he’s a giver, but he won’t be gentle with you if you decide to go down on him. he’ll always be whispering how obedient you are for him, how much he loves to see you choking on his length, how you deserve a punishment for misbehaving and interrumpting his work.

hearing levi’s moans is something that happens once in a while—if you kiss his neck and leave a hickey there, if you stroke his dick slowly before he cums, or if you moan against his ear. he has such a pretty tone, it’s always nice to hear his grunts and his husky voice filling the room.

“you love making a mess, don’t you?” “such a bad girl, fuck”

REINER BRAUN

deep and heavy

everytime reiner gets to be inside you, his heart feels like it’s about to explode. you can see how his eyes gets darker when he realizes he can literally move you in any way he wants. legs up resting on his shoulders while he thrusts deeper into you, enjoying every sound you make. you feel butterflies when the warrior lets out a deep grunt, stopping his movements when it feels too good to cum.

reiner is a passionate lover, not as animalistic as eren but not as gentle as jean, it’s the perfect mixture of both. he knows how to bring you to the edge and how to make you beg for more even if you feel like you can’t take it anymore. you also know how to make him moan like a desperate man, but that only happens when you ignore his desire to cum.

given his stamina, he can last a couple rounds more without getting too tired. it’s on the final round when you can finally hear those beautiful moans he has hidden inside him. it’s not that he’s shy to let them out, but he prefers to hear you instead.

“does that feel good, sweetheart?” “let me hear you, baby”

PORCO GALLIARD

sharp and hungry

he takes sex like it’s a competition. he’s the most competitive guy you’ll ever meet. sometimes, when he’s balls deep inside you, you can hear those grunts he makes and he always sounds like he’s mad at something—is he mad because he never got to taste someone’s pussy like yours? is he mad because he knows that everyone else wants his girlfriend? or is he mad because he feels like this is something he can’t win?

you’ll never know. the only thing you’re sure of, is that behind those hungry, deep groans he makes and those furrowed eyebrows, there is a more gentle version of the competitive guy you’re just fucking. and the only way to know that guy is by giving him the blowjob of his life. he can sound angry at first, but if you know how to play with him and how to make him mad, he’ll eventually give up on trying to be the dominant one.

that’s when you finally hear his soft, almost quiet moans. he’ll never admit it, but he’s shy as hell when he makes those sounds. maybe he likes the “mad guy” facade more than the “weak one” because it fuels his ego, but you’re the one who can decide which one you want.

“you like that?” “fuck, of course you do”

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mommypieck · 1 year

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7 minutes in heaven or truth or dare with some of the AOT men please I’m salivating 🫣 especially erwin/levi/jean/REINER

levi

"levi are you okay?" you ask with a worried look. he looks red and you can hear his heart beating. you place a hand on his arm but he jumps, sliding away from you.

"no, it's okay. just too close." he whispers and his fingers finds your palm, slowly stoking it.

"do you think we should do... something?" you ask and you try your best to ignore the warmth his fingers shoot throughout your whole body. he doesn't say anything but he shuffles closer to you, his hands pulling your face to his. your gasp as you feel his lips on yours. he doesn't try to be gentle as he nibbles on your bottom lip, tongue sliding into your mouth. his hand fingers the hem of your skirt and he plays with it for a while before sliding under it. he rests his hand on your inner thigh and you feel yourself getting wetter every second. he runs his fingers through your folds, moaning at the wetness enveloping his fingers.

"more please." you moan, grabbing onto levi's hand. his pace is slow and he explores you with focus. you whimper when one of his fingers enters you. he's careful with his thrusts but he can make you fall apart with just one finger.

"all good?" he asks, kissing the side of your head. you nod, begging him to give you more. soon another finger joins the first and his pace fastens. he hits all of the right spots inside of you, making you moan and whine under him.

"be quiet." he says as he places him hand on your mouth to shush you. you can feel your orgasm nearing but you silently wish for him to never stop.

"are you close?" he whispers and you let out a tiny yes.

"that's a shame. you can take one more finger." you almost scream out when third finger probs at your entrance. the tiny room is filled with your moans and wet sounds of your pussy. all the pleasure he's giving you is too much and you cum around his fingers with a scream.

"good girl, but everyone heard you." he says, wiping his fingers on a random shirt in the closet. you giggle at his stupid cleanliness, kissing his cheek. even in the dark you can see him blushing.

"come on. let's get out of here."

erwin

"we don't have to do anything." he whispers into your ear and you shiver at how close he is. even though he reassures you, you still feel nervous being so close to him.

"it's okay. we can do something." you squeak out, avoiding eye contact. erwin slithers his arm around your body to bring you close and his hand strokes your arm. he knows you're shy and nervous and you're glad that he's taking it slow.

"you look so cute blushing." he giggles, his hand stroking your cheek. you feel his breath on your lips and you take all of your courage to press your lips together. he smiles against your lips but he cooperates. the kiss is passionate and you can't help but to yelp when you feel erwin's hands on your waist.

"can i touch you under?" he asks, playing with the hem of your shirt. you nod and shiver when you feel his cold hands underneath your shirt. his hands move from your waist to your boobs and he swiftly undoes your bra. his eyes focus on your boobs and he lower his lips to take one into his mouth. he sucks and nips at your nipple and you know that he's leaving hickeys all over your chest.

"more." you moan out, tugging him even closer to your body. he chuckles, his hand traveling down to your panties. he swiftly pulls them off leaving you bare in front of him. suddenly he lays down and you want to whine for him to come back, but then he says the words, "sit on my face."

you're unsure not wanting him to get hurt.

"come on, sweetheart. sit." he orders, tugging your body so that your hips are over his face. he lowers your body down and you almost scream out when him tongue touches your clit. he eats you out like his life depends on it. you try your best to not sit on him completely but he lowers you hips with every smack of his mouth.

"god, you taste so good." he moans against your pussy, making your shiver.

"im not gonna last long." you whimper, grinding on his body harder. he eats you out faster, bringing you to your orgasm. you cum with a silent scream, your juices coating his face. he helps you off his face and you catch him licking his lips.

"was it that good?" you ask with a shy smile. he chuckles, "it was the best meal ive ever had."

jean

"you're too far from me." jean smirks, wrapping his hands around you. you feel so small in his embrace and the look he's giving you doesn't help at all.

"hello there, little baby." he says with a smile, turning your head so that you look him straight in the eyes. his hand reaches out to get rid of a loose strand of hair while his fingers stroke your cheek.

"can i kiss you?" he says and you note a little nervousness in his voice. you nod, interlocking your lips with his. the kiss is hesitant at first but soon his hands are all over your body.

"take it off." he mumbles in between the kisses, reaching out to take it off gor you. he stops when his eyes come in contact with your body.

"lay down, please."

you lay down in the corner of the closet while jean shuffles in between your legs.

"can you open them for me?" he purrs into your thigh and waits for you to open them up. you shyly spread your thighs, giving him a good look of your underwear. jean giggles when he sees a tiny wet spot on your panties.

"naughty girl got wet just from kissing." he mocks you before pulling your underwear to the side eyeing your pussy.

"such a pretty flower." he mumbles as he dives right into your cunt. you squeak when his mouth latches onto your clit. him tongue strokes your opening before focusing on your clit again.

"gonna be a bit quieter, baby. others might hear."

you try your best to conceal your moans but it's impossible at the way jean eats you out.

"im gonna cum." you moan, your hand coming to press jeans face deeper into your cunt. he laughs, sending shocks into your pussy. you can't hold any longer and you cum around jeans mouth. you almost feel ashamed at the slurping sounds as jean cleans your juices up.

"get up, baby. the times over." he said, pulling you closer to him. you motion at the tent in his pants but he just shakes his head.

"don't worry about me, sweetheart. pleasuring you was all i needed."

reiner

"im sorry if this is uncomfortable." he says and even in the dark you can see him looking down at his feet.

"it's okay. i don't mind." you reassure him, running his arm.

"we... can just kiss." he says looking anywhere expect at your face. you giggle, he just looks so cute.

"yeah," you smirk, "ive been wanting to kiss you for so long."

you can feel reiner's lips on you in the next second. his lips feel soft, a little chapped but still amazing. you gasp as reiner's tongue enters your mouth, the kiss becoming rougher. suddenly you feel reiner's unsure hands on your waist.

"ive waited so long to touch you like this." he breaths out in between kissing. his hand is placed too close to your core and you silently beg for him to touch you. your wish is fulfilled when his finger light gazes your core. his touch is soft and you can feel that he's hesitant to touch you.

"go on, rei." you encourage him, spreading your legs a big wider. he doesn't need any more encouragement and he pulls your underwear to the side to touch your folds. he whines at the way your wetness envelops him fingers and he wastes no time to push one finger inside. he blushes at the sounds your pussy makes around his fingers.

"more please." you whimper, encouraging him to give you more. you scream out when he pushes two more fingers into your heat. his fingers are thick and they feel like a whole cock inside of you. despite how shy he acts, he hits all of your spots right. his fingers basically abuse your g spot while his thumb dances on your clit.

"just like that." you breathe out against reiner's shoulder. you grab him by the hair to kiss him, moaning into his mouth.

"you're doing so good. gonna cum." you warn him but his fast pace doesn't stop. you cream all around reiner's fingers. he laughs when he sees the mess you made. some of the juices even stained his pants.

"i have your wetness all around me." he giggles, suckling his own fingers clean.

"well i think you like it."

"i do, but the next time i wanna see you cum on my cock."

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daisynik7 · 8 months

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hi, nikki :) congrats on 2k, my love 💕you deserve it and more! i’m just sending in a lil something for the milestone event: (i bet you look good on the dancefloor) by arctic monkeys — fluff/smut for reiner braun! thank you so much in advance, lovely! 🎀

I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor

Pairing: Reiner Braun x f!reader

Rating: Explicit – MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Word Count: ~4.7k

cw: modern-day au, college au, drinking (everyone is 21+), fluff, smut – PIV sex (missionary), cunnilingus, vaginal fingering, pet names (sweetheart, baby)

Summary: You, a college senior who’s lived a mostly vanilla lifestyle the past four years, meet the alluring and mysterious Reiner at your friend’s birthday party. He’s different from you in many ways, but something about him captivates you like no other. When he invites you to an underground concert, you take a chance with him, craving for a taste of something different.

Author’s Notes: @pinkmirth Mira, my love! Thank you for participating in the y2k karaoke party! I appreciate you so so much and I hope I did your hubby justice with this one! I went a little over the word count that I originally thought I would, but I just couldn’t help it! I got too caught up in the setup, LOL, sorry! Special shoutout to @mobolanz for always posting amazing Reiner content that kept me motivated to finish this hehe.

Likes, reblogs, and/or comments are ALWAYS appreciated! Thank you for reading! MDNI banner by @/cafekitsune. Header image from Pinterest (although I’m fairly certain it’s from the manhwa 19 Days).

It’s Annie’s 22nd birthday today; instead of going out to a club or bar, she decides she’d rather have a kickback with her closest friends, eating pizza and drinking cheap alcohol. Armin and Eren offer to host at their place, which is a twenty-minute walk from the university. As an RA for one of the freshman dorms on campus, it’s nice to get out every once in a while in the city that you so rarely have a chance to explore, even if it is just at someone else’s house. When you arrive, you recognize all of the people already there, other students you either personally know or have seen in passing. You greet Annie with a hug, handing her a small gift bag with a bottle of her favorite liquor. “Thank you!” she exclaims. “I’m so glad you were able to make it.”

“Me too! Though, I’ve got my work phone on me in case there are any emergencies,” you reply, pointing to the crossbody bag hanging on your shoulder.

“Always so responsible. Such a good girl,” she teases, pinching your cheek.

In your four years as a college student, you haven’t done anything outside of your comfort zone. You waited until you were officially legal to drink, and even now, you barely do it. Studies and extracurriculars always took priority over your social life, and while you have a solid group of friends, you haven’t done anything remotely wild. It’s not because you don’t have the desire to, there’s just never been a good opportunity.

You spend the next half hour chatting with a few of the partygoers, sharing stories on certain professors, gossiping about other students, all while nursing a White Claw, sipping it slowly. It seems all of Annie’s friends are already here, so you don’t except anyone else to arrive. So, it surprises you when there’s a loud pounding on the door. Everyone glances towards it, curious at who it is. Annie answers, revealing two well-built men. One of them is incredibly tall that he has to duck down to enter through the doorway. The other is slightly shorter, though still impressive, with broad shoulders and a muscular physique. He has short blond hair, a trimmed goatee, sharp jawline, and an intimidating gaze. Something about his appearance is striking, and you’re immediately intrigued.

You watch as they embrace the birthday girl, who punches them playfully in the shoulders. “Long time, no see, punks.”

“Sorry, Annie,” the taller one apologizes. “Classes have been a colossal pain lately.”

“And I’ve been busy at the shop,” the other adds. His voice is exactly what you imagine it would be like: gruff, husky. Sexy. Your interest piques even more, and you can’t remember the last time you felt this way about anyone, especially a complete stranger. When he removes his black leather jacket, your eyes widen at the reveal of his biceps, toned and sculpted like a marble statue. He’s wearing a fitted white tank with dark jeans, a chain hanging on the loop of his waistband with a small set of keys dangling. As if he couldn’t get any more attractive, here he is, flaunting his ripped body. You continue to watch him as he hangs his jacket on the coat rack by the door, inspecting the room while talking to Annie. “So, are these all college friends of yours?”

“Yup. You’re the only delinquents here,” she jokes, passing each of them a beer.

“Shut up,” he laughs, twisting the cap off to take a swig. “Whose house is this anyways?”

She points to Armin and Eren, who sit on the couch, talking animatedly. “It’s theirs. They were nice enough to offer.”

“Cool. I guess I should go mingle, then. Unless you think these people will be scared of me.”

“Some of them could use some scaring, if you know what I mean,” she replies with a smirk.

The two strangers make their way towards the hosts, shaking their hands to introduce themselves. You take this chance to approach your friend in the kitchen. “Annie, how do you know them?”

“Bertolt and Reiner? Oh, they’re childhood friends of mine. We all grew up together in Marley.”

“Oh,” you nod. “Cool.”

She raises a brow at you. “Why? Are you interested?”

“No! I was just curious! I’ve never seen them around before.” Your voice is squeaky, and you’ve clearly given yourself away.

She snickers, nudging you in the arm. “I can introduce you if you want. They’re a lot nicer than they look.”

“No, I wouldn’t want to bother them – ”

“Reiner!” Annie calls out to the blond, and heat instantly surrounds your face. Too late to turn back, you stand up straight, watching the attractive man return to the kitchen, finished with his beer. “What’s up?”

“I want you to meet my friend.” Annie beckons you forward, stating your name. You smile at him, holding your arm out.

He flashes a charming grin at you, enough to send a flutter in your belly. “I’m Reiner. Nice to meet you.” He shakes your hand, gripping you firmly.

“I’m going to go socialize. You two get along, okay?” Annie departs quickly, leaving you and Reiner to get acquainted.

“I heard that you’ve known Annie since she was a kid,” you start, attempting small talk. “What was she like back then?”

He leans on the refrigerator door, folding his arms across his chest, displaying his large chest. “She was a little shit, just like she is now,” he laughs. “She’s probably tamer since college though. We used to get into a bunch of fights together.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. She can really kick some ass if she wanted to.” He licks his lips before asking, “How do you know her?”

You try not to get distracted by the dirty thoughts swimming in your head right now, more and more attracted to him by the second. “We met in a class back in sophomore year, and we’ve been friends ever since. She’s really fun to be around.”

“And how about you?” His eyes bore into yours, and there’s an intensity in his gaze that you’re drawn by. “Are you fun to be around?”

You let out a laugh, shaking your head. “Probably not. I’m pretty vanilla.”

“Vanilla is good.”

“Vanilla is safe,” you argue.

“It’s also sweet, creamy, and delicious.”

You giggle, already so smitten by him. “Are you telling me that I’m sweet, creamy, and delicious?”

“I guess I’ll have to find that out myself.” There’s a twinkle in his eyes as he speaks to you, and this could be wishful thinking, but a spark ignites between you. For the first time in your uneventful college life, you’re flirting with the outsides of your comfort zone, slowly gravitating towards this mysterious and alluring stranger. And it’s exciting.

You continue your conversation, exchanging little flirtations here and there, learning more about him. The friend he arrived with, Bertolt, currently goes to school in Marley, where they both live. Reiner is a mechanic at a car shop in his hometown of Liberio. He’s never attended college and doesn’t plan to, already set to inherit the shop when the owner retires. On the weekends, he enjoys riding his motorbike around town and going out to underground concerts. You reveal to him how different your weekends are compared to his, considering you usually stay in.

“Have you ever been to an underground concert?” The two of you have moved into Annie’s room now, where it’s quieter and away from the rest of the party. It was your idea; you weren’t thinking about how it would look, asking him to move into a more intimate setting. He keeps a safe distance from you at the edge of the bed, the door ajar so that you can barely hear the chatter outside.

“No, never,” you reply. “I used to listen to some alternative rock back in the day.”

“Really?” He seems surprised as he takes a sip out of his water cup. “Who?”

You hum, trying to remember. You name a few, then end with, “Oh! And the Arctic Monkeys!”

When he starts singing the chorus to one of their songs, your face lights up, recognizing the familiar tune. “Yes! I love that one!” you beam, nodding along with him.

There’s that endearing twinkle again, scooting closer to you. “You’re so cute.”

His comment catches you off guard, and just when you thought you were keeping your cool, your whole body starts to heat up, completely flustered at the sudden compliment. “What?”

“I said you’re so cute,” he repeats, unfazed. As if he didn’t just rock your world.

You swallow loudly. “Thank you. You’re really…handsome.”

He bursts out laughing, maintaining his gaze on you. “Handsome. The last time I heard that was from my mom when I was a kid.”

“Well, what else am I supposed to say?!”

“Hey, I’ll take it. I’m more than happy with that.” He leans forward and you’re gravitating towards him, gradually closing the gap between you. You’re inches from his face, so close to kissing, when your phone rings loudly in your purse on the nightstand. It startles the both of you, taking you a second to realize that it’s your work phone, indicating some sort of RA emergency.

One of your residents is begging to be let in after losing their keys somewhere. You tell them you’re on your way, giving Reiner a guilty glance. When you’re finished with the call, you explain the situation. “I’m sorry, but I have to go.”

“I’ll give you a ride,” he offers, standing up.

“I drove here, so I’m fine. But thank you.”

“Then I’ll walk you to your car.” You don’t have the heart to reject him once more, so you agree, delivering quick goodbyes to your friends and to Annie, who eyes you curiously as Reiner follows you out. He walks beside you with his hands in his pockets, not speaking. When you’re at the door, he utters your name. “I’d really like to see you again.” He looks nervous, all the confidence he exuded earlier reduced into a shy expression.

You smile at him, chest swelling. “I’d really like to see you too.”

“Next weekend, there’s a concert I think you’d enjoy. It’s in Marley, but I can totally come here to pick you up and – ”

Before he starts rambling, you interrupt him politely. “I don’t mind driving to you. It’s not that far.” You give him your phone; he enters his number as a new contact. You give him a quick call so that he has yours. It’s like you’re teenagers, awkwardly exchanging info, all giddy and timid. “Text me the details, okay?”

“Yeah, I will.” He waits until you’re in the car, waving at you one last time before he shuts the door carefully. You glance at him through the rear-view mirror, grinning as he watches you drive off, already wishing it was next weekend.

~~~

Saturday finally arrives, the day you’ve been eagerly anticipating since the night you met Reiner. It’s unusual for you to be so enamored with someone you’ve only known for a week, worst of all, met once. You’ve been messaging non-stop since, even upgraded to a phone call last night that almost went until morning. And now, you’re pulling into a guest parking spot outside his apartment complex with an overnight bag hidden away in your trunk, just in case.

You head up a flight of stairs, searching for his number on the row of doors until you find the correct one, knocking twice, heartbeat already quickening. He answers promptly, dressed in a fitted black t-shirt that accentuates his ripped build. You swallow the saliva gathering in your mouth to greet him casually, hoping he doesn’t notice you practically drooling for him. “Hi.”

“Hi,” he mimics, smiling at you. “You ready to go?”

You nod, surprised when he dangles two helmets, presenting one of them to you. “Are we taking your bike?”

“Yeah. That’s the only way I get around. Is that okay with you?”

You hesitate before responding, “Sure.”

He gives you a reassuring look. “Don’t worry. You’re safe with me. I promise.”

You learn soon enough that Reiner is a man of his word. With your arms around his waist, latched firmly to his abs, all you feel is exhilaration. He cruises through the streets of Marley, the night sky illuminated by the blur of city lights as you pass through downtown. The two of you don’t speak, the whoosh of wind rushing past your ears too deafening to hear anything but that and the engine. When he’s at a stop, he turns around to check on you, giving you a thumbs up, which you return enthusiastically. It also helps that he smells amazing: the subtle cologne on his clothes, the clean scent of his skin. Everything about him is attractive, and you can’t help but be drawn to him even more than you already were.

He parks his bike in an alley next to a venue with a big marquee, spelling the name “Lakua”. Below it shows that a band called “The Warriors” are playing tonight. You hop off first, unbuckling your helmet and passing it to him. He knocks a specific rhythm on a nearby door, and suddenly, a girl with wavy, black hair answers, grabbing them from his hands. “Thanks Pieck,” he says.

“Sure. Who’s you’re friend?” She examines you, smiling.

He states your name, adding, “I met her at Annie’s party last week.”

“I see,” she muses. “Well, have fun tonight.” With that, she winks at you, then shuts the door.

“We can go through the front,” he tells you, leading the way out of the alley and underneath the bright sign you saw earlier. There’s a bearded bouncer with wire-rimmed glasses at the front who acknowledges Reiner with a nod. “Evening, Reiner. IDs please.”

As you retrieve your licenses, Reiner slips him a wad of cash for admittance. “Hey Zeke. Did you hear them warm up?”

“Yep.” He juts his chin towards you. “Porco and Marcel are in top form tonight. Your pretty friend here is in for a real treat.”

“Great, we’re going in now,” Reiner responds quickly, wrapping his arm around you to steer you through the door. There’s a bar on one side, stocked with the typical shelves of liquor and four bartenders serving those that crowd around them. On the opposite end is a stage, set up with instruments, speakers, and lights. There’s a horde gathered near the front, waiting for the main act to start.

Reiner’s breath is warm on your ear when he says, “Follow me.” He holds your hand delicately, expertly maneuvering through the throng of concertgoers. He leads you past a curtained door towards the back, towards a closed room, knocking the same rhythm from earlier. It’s Pieck who answers, opening the door to usher you inside. “Hello again.”

On the couch are two men who resemble each other. Another with light brown hair stands in front of the mirror, fixing his hair. When you and Reiner enter, they all look, happily yelling, “Reiner!”

He introduces you to the brothers, Porco and Marcel, the two who are seated. They both play guitar and do vocals, Porco being the lead. Colt, who gives you a friendly wave, is their drummer. Pieck, the bassist, formally introduces herself. Together, they are The Warriors.

“We mostly do covers,” Marcel explains. “But we have some stuff in the works.”

“We tried to get Reiner to join, but he’s as tone-deaf as they come,” Porco teases, poking him in the arm.

Reiner chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s true. I’m pretty awful.”

“But he’s really good at other things. I’m sure you know that already,” Marcel comments, smirking.

Pieck shoves the guitarist’s arm. “Don’t be gross.” She redirects her attention to you. “Anyways, I hope you enjoy the show. Reiner’s been bugging us all week with requests. I have a hunch that you have something to do with it.”

You smile at him, noticing a faint blush on his cheeks. “Requests?”

“You’ll see,” he replies, grinning.

When it’s time for the band to perform, you make your way back to the dancefloor, more packed than it was when you first arrived. You manage to squeeze your way towards the front, Reiner huddled close behind you. Normally, you’d be claustrophobic, surrounded by all these hot, sweaty strangers. Reiner places his hands on your shoulders, leaning in to say, “I’m right here, okay? It might get a little rowdy, so if you want to leave, just tell me.”

You crane your neck to face him; he’s extremely close to you, enough that your noses are almost touching. It’s tempting to shift just the slightest bit forward and kiss him, but you resist the urge, already thrilled to be with him like this.

The crowd hollers as The Warriors strut across the stage, waving. At the mic, Porco yells, “Y’all ready to have fun tonight?!”

Louder applause erupts, and once Marcel starts a familiar guitar riff, it’s chaos in the best way possible. Soon, the bassline hits, then the drums, and your entire body thumps with each beat. It’s a song you recognize, and you’re impressed at how accurate they sound to the original while maintaining their own unique style. Marcel harmonizes perfectly with his brother, and together, their charisma on stage hypes everyone up. You bop your head to the melody, grinning ear-to-ear at how fun this is, the energy that surrounds you contagious. Reiner sways with you, grazing your back. You reach for his hand, brushing it with yours, turning to face him. “They’re so good!” you yell.

The two of you continue to enjoy the concert, dancing in whichever way the rest of the crowd is moving. You notice halfway through the setlist that many of the songs they’re playing are from artists you listed for him the night you met. The realization really hits you when the iconic intro from the Arctic Monkeys song Reiner hummed for you starts, and you turn completely around with the biggest smile on your face. He beams at you, equally as thrilled, dancing erratically with your fingers entwined together, mouthing the lyrics at each other, completely in sync.

~~~

It's past midnight by the time you make it back to Reiner’s place. Your skin is sticky from sweat, eardrums heavy from the concert, and you really don’t want to go home. You’re unsure if Reiner feels the same way until he unlocks his front door, suggesting, “Do you want to sleep over?” He asks it casually, though there is a hint of hesitation.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah. I have enough stuff you can use. You can borrow my clothes.”

You’re completely aware of the bag tucked away in your car right now, but the idea of wearing his clothes is too enticing, so you don’t mention it.

While you shower in his bathroom, your curiosity gets the best of you. You inspect all the products he uses, sniffing the pleasant scent before lathering it on yourself, satisfied with smelling exactly like him. You brush your teeth in front of the foggy mirror, wrapped in a towel, wondering how tonight is going to end. Should you make the first move? Should you make any move at all? Even with the vibes totally there, you’re still uncertain if he reciprocates your feelings. There’s this titillating tension hanging in the air, but you’re too nervous to cut it, afraid of rejection, of misunderstanding. Maybe this is the furthest the two of you will go, so you take advantage of this moment, hugging yourself in his t-shirt and boxers he lent you, inhaling his essence until it’s ingrained in your memory.

After you’re done, you walk out of the bathroom. He sits at the edge of the bed, scrolling through his phone. When he sees you, his eyes widen, scanning you up and down. “Wow.” It escapes out of his mouth abruptly, and he stammers, “Um, sorry. I’m…I’m going to shower now.” He gets up, avoiding your gaze, locking himself inside.

Maybe this isn’t the furthest the two of you will go.

~~~

You sit up in the bed, resting against the headboard, waiting for him. After a few minutes, he walks out, waist wrapped in a towel, chest bared and dewy with water. He glances at you, looking away to search his drawer for a new shirt. The tension is palpable, even more so now than ever before.

You clear your throat, wanting to break this unbearable silence. “Thank you again for letting me stay here.”

“Of course,” he mumbles, sliding a shirt over his head. He bends down to retrieve a pair of boxers on the lower shelf, slipping it underneath his towel. Dressed, he returns to the bathroom to hang his towel on the rack. You watch him carefully, so many thoughts racing in your head, the words on the tip of your tongue. He stands awkwardly in the middle of the room, staring at the carpet beneath his feet. “I’ll be on the couch if you need anything,” he murmurs, heading towards the door.

“Reiner, wait.”

He faces you, eager. “Yes?”

“Sleep here with me.” You pat the space next to you. “Don’t make me lonely tonight.”

He swallows thickly, taking long strides to get to you quick, crawling beside you. “Are you sure?”

You nod, reaching out to touch his cheek. “Absolutely sure.”

Fingers laced around the nape of his neck, you pull him in for a kiss, his plush lips surrounding yours seamlessly. He kisses you with fervor, slipping into your mouth, tongue swirling around yours. You yank on his collar, stretching the fabric, imploring him to strip his top off, which his does in a fluid motion. Caged between his biceps, you lay beneath him, caressing his face while you smother him in your kisses. When you break free to catch your breath, he nuzzles his nose to yours, whispering, “I’ve been waiting all night to do this. All week, actually.”

“Yeah?” you coo, trailing down his neck, flushed with excitement. “So have I.”

“You’re so fucking sexy in my clothes,” he huffs, hooking the elastic of your boxers with his finger. “You’re not wearing any panties, are you?”

You shake your head, and he smirks, sliding down the bed to position himself between your legs, tugging at your bottoms. You lift your hips up, wriggling out as he removes them off you, tossing it behind him. He stares at your pussy, throbbing and aching for his touch. Grabbing you behind the knees, he spreads you open, exposing your cunt. He doesn’t dawdle any longer, diving in to spread his tongue on your clit. You throw your head back into the pillows, staring at the ceiling, vision blurry from pleasure as he eats you out, determined to have his thirst quenched. He swallows every ounce of you, running his tongue along your slit and flicking it on your bud. And when your orgasm is so close to the peak, he puckers around you, sucking on your clit until it’s raw and swollen. You climax, squirming and whining, clenching the bedsheets, twisting it in your fists.

“Fuck,” he muffles, lapping at your cum as it spills out of your cunt. “Getting so messy for me.” His finger teases your entrance while he continues to flick his tongue on your sensitive bud. “Can you give me one more?” he coos, peering up at you with adoration, placing a wet smooch on the inside of your thigh. “Pretty please, sweetheart?”

You have no choice but to oblige, sinking into the cushions once more, twitching with ecstasy as he strokes your pussy with your clit in his mouth. There’s nothing on your brain except for Reiner and all the different positions he can fuck you in. You come a second time with two of his digits inside you, pussy covered in spit and arousal. He chuckles, scattering kisses along your body until he’s face-to-face with you, rubbing his nose to yours affectionately. His stiff cock protrudes from his boxers, and you reach down to palm it, kissing his lips, glossy with your slick.

He moans, rutting into your hand. “You’re a fucking dream, you know that?”

You smile, pressing your forehead to his. “I was just thinking the same thing about you.”

He stretches his arm towards the nightstand, searching the top drawer to retrieve condoms and a bottle of lube. “Think you can take me?” he smirks, shoving his underwear down his legs, erection sprung against his chiseled abs. He’s bigger than you fantasized; your pussy throbs, yearning to be filled by his impressive cock. You nod dumbly, salivating for him. He scoots closer, removing his boxers, stroking himself rapidly, licking his lips. “I knew you would taste good. Sweet, creamy. Delicious.”

You giggle, remembering what he said to you a week ago. Spreading your thighs open, you caress your clit between your fingers, watching him pump his cock in his fist. “Fuck,” you moan, growing impatient. “Fuck me, Reiner. Hurry.”

Ripping the wrapper with his teeth, he rolls the condom on his cock, coating it with a generous amount of lube. “Okay, beautiful. I’ll give you what you want. I’ll give it to you so good.” He guides himself inside you, stretching your pussy until he bottoms out. “Fuck,” he drawls, nestling in comfortably. “So fucking hot.”

You drape your arms over his shoulders, holding him limply, already spent from your previous orgasms, still so horny for him. He fucks you, legs coiled around his torso, gripping your waist, dragging your body towards him with each thrust. Saliva dribbles out the sides of your mouth, eyes half-closed in a dumb expression, blissfully fucked. He takes pleasure in seeing you unravel like this, clutching you tighter, increasing the pace. “Oh fuck, you’re amazing.” He holds you close, bucking his hips frantically, staring wildly at you beneath him. “I knew it the moment we met, then tonight at the concert. Knew you were special.”

You whimper his name, squeezing him tighter. “Reiner, right there, right there!”

“Yeah? Feels good?” he purrs, circling your clit with his thumb. “Then come on my cock, baby. Show me how much you love it.” He presses his groin to your pussy, burying himself deep inside you, ceasing his thrusts to focus on your approaching orgasm. Frothy spit drips from his mouth directly onto your bud, smearing it with his fingers. You convulse around him, ecstasy coursing through your body, electrifying every nerve all the way down to your toes. His name pours out of you in moans, skin sweltering against the sheets, dewy with sweat. You’re a sticky mess for him, overstimulated from your three consecutive orgasms. And yet, you’re desperate for more.

“Don’t stop,” you whine, reaching out to him weakly. “You’re amazing, Reiner.”

He takes your hand, holding it to his lips, kissing your fingertips lightly. “You take it so good. My beautiful, gorgeous girl.”

You orgasm twice more in this position until he’s nearing his own. His jaw is clenched, brows furrowed tight, ready to lose it. “Tell me where you want it.”

You blurt out the first thing that comes to mind. “On me. Come on me, Rei. All over my clit and pussy.”

He groans, pulling out quickly to snap the condom off, pumping his cock in his fist. Within seconds, he’s nutting on you, shooting his seed onto your bud, watching it trickle down to your sopping cunt. “Fuck,” he moans, dick rigid in his grasp. He taps the tip on your drenched clit, relishing the lewd squelch it makes. “So fucking creamy for me.” There’s a wicked glint in his eyes, fixated on how his cum glazes your loins, and excitement bubbles in your core again, realizing that he has no intention of ending it here.

“Like what you see?” you goad him, dipping your fingers in his mess, stuffing it into your cunt. “I told you not to stop, didn’t I? So what are you waiting for?”

He leans over you, kissing you passionately, grinding his dick between your pussy lips. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’ve got all the time in the world now.”

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