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yeouls · 3 years

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SYNOPSIS | an innocent virgins late night craving for her boyfriends cock <33

CONTENT | blowjob, a whole lotta praise, shy reader.

WORD COUNT | 2.1k

it was on impulse. you hadn’t taken full aware of your actions until you found yourself sitting in the living room of your boyfriends apartment at two in the morning. a droopy eyed jean was certainly shocked by your presence.

“are you gonna tell me why you’re here so late, babe?” he yawned as he pulled you closer to him on the couch. his sleepy voice filled your stomach with a warm sensation. his scruff pricked your neck in a tickle as he drowsily buried his head into your neck.

“i…um…i wanted to try something.”

you were nervous to tell him the real reason for your presence so late at night.

“it couldn’t wait till tomorrow?” he asks as he peppers soft kisses into your neck.

although the two of you had been a couple for the past six months you never tried anything. it was always kisses and hugs that were nothing but innocent. jean had been well aware of your chastity and insisted on taking things slow. but the continuous whispers of wanting to take a step forward were persistent in your thoughts.

“are you going to laugh at me if i tell you?” you question as you fiddle with your fingers in your lap.

“i don’t know where this is coming from but i would never. you’re my pretty girl, aren’t you?” he reassures, softly grabbing your jaw making you look him in the eye. his words seemed sincere but the lingering fear of him laughing at your foolishness was an inevitable emotion.

“can i show you instead?”

his face merges into that of a confused man. his eyes were less fogged with sleep and more fogged with intrigue. your mysterious request had taken him by interest.

he pulls you closer by your jaw before placing a soft kiss to your lips. “if that makes you feel better, go for it.”

you nervously chew on your bottom lip as you slip away from his grip.

“um…can you close your eyes?” you request as you avoid meeting his curious gaze.

“you’re beginning to scare me but if you insist,” he amusingly chuckles as he obliges to your request. with his arms splayed against the top of the couch and his legs slightly apart you were at an advantage.

with knees weak from nervousness you manage to slide from the couch onto the icy, wooden floor. the moment your hands traced up and down his built thighs, jean had opened his eyes in shock. after all, his innocent girlfriend was on her knees in between his legs with a look of desire spilling from her eyes.

“baby, what are you doing?”

his voice was breathy from shock as your hand trailed up his leg.

“i wanna touch it.”

you finally managed to bring yourself to say it. his reaction was not one you had expected. he didn’t laugh nor yell. he grabs ahold of your wrist as he pulls up onto your feet and settles you in his lap.

“who taught you that, princess? you don’t have to feel forced to do things like that just because we are dating,” he says with a voice laced in worry and concern.

“no one, i didn’t get to do anything nice for you on your birthday,” you explain to him as you fiddle with your thumbs. you can’t bring yourself to look him in the eye because of embarrassment from the stunt you pulled. what were you expecting?

“i don’t want you to do anything you might not like,” he whispers as he cups your cheeks to grant you comfort.

“but i want to make you feel good,” you murmur as you finally bring yourself to look into his eyes.

“you can’t force yourself to do something you don’t know how to do, baby,” he sighs from frustration.

the truth was that he held himself back with every nerve in his body to try and not take you right there on the couch. your pouty lips and lust driven eyes were hard to resist.

although he protested the action, his dick was growing harder by the second and you could feel it.

“can you teach me? i wanna learn how to make you feel good.”

“will you promise that you’ll stop whenever you feel like it and not force yourself?”

a smile appears on your face from his statement.

“yes, i promise.”

“if you want to stop, you have to tell me,” he reiterates as he softly brushes your cheek.

“i understand,” you reassure as you pull him into a kiss. his worrisome nature when it came to you showed you that he truly cared.

“get on your knees,” he orders against your lips. you eagerly comply as you once again place yourself between his thighs. your stunt on him early truly did a number seeing how there was a large tent in his pants.

the sight of the bulge in his sweats was enough to make your heart pound against your ribs. you hadn’t even pulled his pants down and you could see how big he is.

your eyes momentarily flick up to look at him only to see that his hazel eyes had gone dark with a fervid lust. you bring your attention back to the excitement between his legs. your hands begin to caress his thighs and inch up towards his groin.

“fuck, baby,” he hisses as you massage his hardness through the thin layer of material. you weren’t aware that such a light touch could bring him pleasure. you can only imagine how much sexual frustration he has built up in the past half year.

your hands eagerly make their way towards the band of his sweats. your action comes to a halt as jean quickly grabs a hold of your wrist. “let’s move to the bed, your knees will hurt here.”

you really didn’t have a preference as long as you were able to please him. you nod your head in agreement as he guides you with him by your wrist. if anything, you take more of a liking to the cushioning of his bed than to the cold, hard wood floor. you enjoy how his calming scent enveloped the sheets.

while you favored the comfort of the bed, jean propped himself up against the headboard. you waste no time as you impatiently take your position between his thighs. he couldn’t help but chuckle at your excitement. if he knew that you were this eager to try such things, he would’ve definitely brought it up earlier.

he rasps at the cool air as you tug down his sweats. you can’t bring yourself to move from shock at his size. his cock was long and thick with a flush red shade.

his hand cups your cheek as he guides you to his eyes. “don’t worry, baby. we won’t do anything that you’re not ready for, okay?”

you nod as you gulp before reaching out to his cock. it feels hot to touch under your cold finger tips. you could hear him grunt from the soft contact. you grip it as if it were some precious gold. you hold it familiarizing yourself with the ridges of skin and pulsing veins that inched up the sides.

you had come all this way but you didn’t know what to do with it. you blankly stare at your grip on his dick and than back at jean looking for some guidance.

“hold it a bit tighter, princess. you’re not going to hurt me,” he explains as you oblige by his order. “and than you move it like this.”

his large, callous hand grips over yours as he begins to pump a slow pace. he leads your hand up and down along the flushed skin. you are in awe of how clear beadings of liquid drool from the tip creating a glistening layer on the red skin.

“it keeps getting bigger,” you whisper in a shy tone. you were the one who started all this but you couldn’t help feeling shy in such an intense moment.

“that’s because you’re making me feel so good,” he rasps as he lets you take lead of the pace. he uses both his hands to cup your cheeks and pull you into a kiss as you continue pump him at a quicker pace in your hand.

“fuck, you’re such a good girl,” he groans against your lips. the new pet name causes heated flutters in your warm cunt, you liked it. a foreign feeling of wet pleasure pools in between your legs. you can’t help but squirm in attempt to relief yourself.

you fall back from the intense kiss with a low whimper.

you experimentally rub over the swell tip of his dick. his cock gently twitches at the teasing touch. he now stood fully erect in the confides of your hand.

“good god,” he grunts under his breath as you lean forward and place a kiss on his blushing tip while you continue to pump him in your hand.

“can i put it in my mouth?” you ask with half-lidded eyes. how could he say no when your puffy lips were centimeters away from his dick?

“don’t force yourself to take it all, okay?”

you nod your head in compliance as he pushes your hair out of your face. he softly grips your chin pulling you towards his cock. “spit on it for me, baby.”

you listen as you collect the warm liquid in your mouth letting the string fall to the slit of his tip. “a little more for me, princess.”

you spit again coating the head of his dick in the clear substance. “just like that.”

you keep rubbing your thighs together in anticipation trying to gain a sense of pleasure. the sight of his dick was enough to have you dripping. all you wanted to do was see how it would fill you. how you would be a fragile, crying mess under him.

you can’t even wait for him to give you an order and impatiently run your tongue up the base of his cock. you were eager to feel him pulsing in your mouth—eager to taste him. the salty flavor of him fills your mouth. it wasn’t unpleasant, you were in fact delighted with the addicting taste. you tasted the tangy pre-cum leaking from his tip with excitement.

you take your time letting your tongue tease at the sensitive ridge under his tip before softly sucking on his tip.

“fuck, watch your teeth,” he hisses as he pulls you away for a second. you were afraid that you had hurt him.

“you’re doing great but try and use your tongue and not your teeth, okay baby?”

“okay,” you murmur before pressing your lips to his dick again. you take as much of him as you can before sucking—this time without your teeth in the way. you hollow your cheeks and begin to move up and down against his hard cock. you feel encouraged by his breathy moans.

through your thick lashes you begin to observe the contours of pleasure on his face. he had gone pink all the way to the tip of his ears. you can see the rises and falls of his chest as low grunts and praises peered from his lips. his brows knit together as his plump lips were slightly open allowing mumbles of words to pass through.

you push his dick deeper into your throat as you attempt to take more of him into your mouth. your soft gags and lewd slurps on his skin fill the room. your eyes brink in tears as drippings of saliva drool from your mouth.

“god, you’re doing so good, my pretty girl. so fucking good,” he coos as you administer a slightly quicker pace. he gently bucks up into your throat as you feel him twitch against your tongue.

the warm drops of a bitter liquid hit the roof of your mouth before coating your tongue.

“i know it doesn’t taste good, baby. spit it out, don’t force yourself, hm?” he practically begs as one hand grips your cheeks and the other props under your chin.

you try to swallow but you couldn’t bring yourself to let it past your throat. it was thick and strange in consistency and didn’t taste all that good.

you open your mouth allowing the substance to fill his palm. “there you go, good girl.”

he leans over pulling tissues from the box on the nightstand before wiping his palm.

“did i do good?” you ask as you shyly play with your thumbs.

“you did amazing, baby,” he praises as he flips you to lay underneath him. his fingers linger along the band of your leggings as he pulls them down in a swift motion.

“and now it’s my turn to return the favor and make you feel good, isn’t it?”

#repost from my old blog #aot smut #aot x reader #attack on titan smut #jean kirstein #jean kirstein smut #jean smut #aot jean smut #jean x reader #jean kirstein x reader #jean kirstein x you

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goodnight yall, i’m so tired and my head hurts <333

#i’m in a whole different time zone so my sleep schedule is fucked 😕

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i’m such a submissive little bitch, it’s not okay 😭😭

#and here i am always talking about how i’ll never let a man tell me what to do

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boyfriend!takemichi who gets all jittery and blushy when he catches a glimpse of your pink panties as you walk up the stairs in a rush. the little glimpse showcases the print of your little pussy and poor baby damn near short circuits at the sight. he can’t help but trail behind you a little longer and steal another peak from under your dangerously short skirt.

boyfriend!takemichi who can’t contain his excitement as your lips press a kiss to his overly sensitive tip. just the little gesture is enough to make him paint cum on your tongue and all over your face.

boyfriend!takemichi who steals your panties to sniff and jerk off to when you’re not around. there’s nothing he loves more than fucking into his fist as he deeply inhales the sweet and addicting scent of your pussy.

boyfriend!takemichi who loves gripping the fat of your ass in public to let you know that he’s needy for your cunt around his cock.

boyfriend!takemichi who loves to record you while your pretty lips are around his cock or while your tits are bouncing in his face as you ride him. when he’s needy for you, he’ll just play them over and over again as he fucks into his fist till his eyes are watery and cock is red for overstimulation.

boyfriend!takemichi who loves trying everything in bed. from toys, to positions, to pet names.

boyfriend!takemichi who loves having your thick thighs suffocating his face as he mercilessly licks as your clit. it’s heaven for him when you sit on his face. you may be a bit insecure about it but he fucking loves that shit.

boyfriend!takemichi who is quite literally addicted to making you squirt. there’s just something so fascinating to him about making your pretty pussy squirt—and it always happens to bring a blush to his face even though he knows what he’s up to.

boyfriend!takemichi who loves experimenting with your pleasure. he wants to see how many times he can make you cum and squirt in a night. he’ll grant you orgasms in all sorts of ways with nothing but excitement gleaming in his eyes. he either teases at your puffy clit for hours on end or sucks on you sensitive nipples till you cry.

boyfriend!takemichi who eats pussy for his pleasure—anywhere and anytime. in the room, in the car, in your apartments public laundry, in an empty lecture hall. ANYWHERE.

note: takemichi loves ass and thick thighs. he also loves big and soft titties that he can suck on for hours. sorry, i don’t make the rules.

#tokyo revengers #tokyo rev #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers x reader #takemichi nsfw #takemichi drabble #takemichi smut #takemichi x reader #takemichi x you #takemichi x reader smut #takemichi imagines

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dream (m.)

“am i truly the one you love?”

⌗ timeskip! draken, established relationship, best boyfriend draken <3, slight hurt and comfort, au where everyone is happy, smut, slight cumplay, service dom! draken, fluff, jealous sex, unedited, slight manga spoilers. minors dni.

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It’s a bet

cw || threesome

Draken was a possessive man.

So possessive that you had yet to meet any of his friends, not even his best friend who’d call him at odd hours of the night to ask a question that was easily google-able.

You used to think it was because he didn’t trust you around other men, and this thought had caused many arguments in the past, but you soon came to find out that he just wanted you all to himself. He didn’t want other men in your presence; looking at you, talking to you, touching you. It took you both a year of dating before you were introduced to the infamous Manjiro Sano, or Mikey as he liked to be called.

It was clear from the first moment that you met him that he found you attractive. You weren’t conceited, but you weren’t dense either, you knew what it meant when a man’s eyes trailed up and down your figure, lingering on your breasts that were on display in the low cut tank you wore, before ogling your thighs in your jean shorts.

He wanted you. He knew it, you knew it, and Draken being as observant as he is, he knew it.

You had prepared yourself for the fight that would break out between the two of them. They fought for lesser things all the time, so you were fairly certain Draken would be absolutely pissed his best friend was drooling after his girlfriend…so that’s why the shock of what he had suggested nearly knocked you off your feet.

“I want you to fuck Mikey.”

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“Go slow, baby.”

You followed Draken’s instructions as you sank down onto the cock below you. A deep, low moan filled the room as you took all of him in, dark eyes staring up at you in awe.

“(Y/N)..” Mikey grasped your hips in his hands and kneaded the flesh there, his cheeks turning pink as you placed your hands on his chest. His eyes dropped down to your breasts and his face burned brighter, his tongue darting out to wet his lips.

“You gonna sit there all night?” Draken slid his hands underneath your ass as he pressed himself against your back, his hard cock poking into you. “Ride him, baby.” Before you could raise yourself up he was already lifting you, Mikey’s cock dragging along your walls.

“Ngh, fuck!” Mikey groaned and bucked his hips up into you. Draken laughed from behind you and forced the both of you back down onto the bed.

“I told you to just lay there, Mikey.” Warm breath wafted across the back of your neck and you arched your back, leaning fully onto Draken, and in the process bringing Mikey’s attention back to your breasts. “I share my girl with you and you can’t even follow a few directions?” He kissed his teeth and made a show of wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling up.

“K-Ken-chin! I’m..” Mikey frowned and twisted his lips. Ken hummed from behind you, clearly waiting for him to say what he wanted to hear. There was a moment of silence and Draken tugged you again, the tip of Mikey’s cock popping out of you, and he let out a low hiss. “Sorry.”

“That’s better.” You could practically see the smugness on his face. “Go ahead, baby. Show daddy how fast you can make him cum.” You moaned at the sound of his deep, husky voice in your ear and wasted no time lowering yourself back onto Mikey. You placed your hands on his chest and lifted your hips, the bed lifting as Draken stood up from it, and quickly brought them back down.

“Fuck!” You cried out and repeated the action, occasionally grinding forward to rub your clit against his pelvis. “Mikey..” You looked down as you rode him and smiled. His eyes were barely focused, his lips parted as he let out little pants. It was obvious he was enjoying it, and so were you. He was significantly shorter than your boyfriend, but they were both packing in the dick department, although Draken had him beat.

“Do you like it? Do you like fucking me?” He hastily nodded and mumbled out a weak ‘yes’, veins popping out of his neck as he gripped the sheets to keep from gripping you. A groan sounded from behind you and you turned your head, smile widening as you watched Draken lazily fuck his fist, droplets of pre-cum sliding down his fingers. His eyes were trained on your rapidly rising and lowering hips, bottom lip caught between his teeth, and sensing your stare he lifted his gaze to meet yours.

Draken smirked, large hand speeding up. “Fuck, fu–shit, ungh!” Mikey groaned and your attention was brought back to him when his hands landed on your hips. Before any of you could react he had slammed his hips up into you and let out a loud, drawn out moan, his warm cum filling your pussy. He lazily grinned up at you and you held back a laugh when you were abruptly pulled off of his lap.

“I don’t how you lead a gang when you can’t even follow simple shit.” Rough hands pulled you to the foot of the bed and propped your ass up. “You even came like a fuckin’ virgin.” You gasped as the full length of him entered you with one thrust, your arms shaking as you fought to keep yourself upright.

“Because she’s..” Mikey’s chest heaved as he pushed his hair away from his damp face. “Fuck, she’s so tight.”

“Fuck yeah she is.” Draken’s hips clapped against your ass, his hands pulling you back to meet every thrust. Every thrust inside of you sent Mikey’s cum splattering onto the both of you, his own pre-cum taking its place.

The pleasure than had been building from riding Mikey came to a head as you came around the cock pounding in and out of you. “Ken! God—fuck!” Your stomach lurched as he slowed his pace, making sure you felt every inch he had to give, slowly fucking you through your orgasm.

“You see, Mikey? That’s how you fuck my girl.” Your arms finally gave out, your face pushed down into the mattress and view obstructed, but not before before seeing Mikey’s dick fully hard once again. Draken gripped your ass in his hands and ground his hips into you, cock reaching impossibly far. “Not that baby shit you were doing.”

“You told me not to touch her!”

“It woulda gone the same either way.” Draken gradually increased his pace, heavy balls slapping against your clit as he carried on his conversation with Mikey, not an ounce of strain in his voice.

“Wanna fuckin’ bet?”

“On you fucking her better than me?” His hand that was on your ass trailed up your body and moved around to your front. “C’mere..” His hand closed around the front of your throat and pulled you upright. “She knows no one’s better than me. Right, Princess?”

“Ri–ah!” He ground his hips against your ass and gripped your breast, fingers twisting and pulling at your taut nipple. Mikey rolled up to his knees and smirked at you, his hand dropping down between your legs to play with your clit. “Mm.”

“She says that now.”

Draken tilted your head back and dropped his mouth to yours, his tongue sliding past your lips to rub against your own. The kiss was messy and hot, spit dribbling down the sides of your mouths as he kissed you deeper and deeper. Mikey circled your clit faster and you rocked your hips, the overwhelming sensations emptying any and all thoughts from your mind.

You moaned into the kiss, body tensing as you quickly came up on your second orgasm. “Ken!” The both of them on you quickly became too much, cunt now sensitive from their treatment.

Your body bounced against the mattress as Draken finally released his hold on you. Your eyelids were already drooping, any energy you had fucked out of you. It wasn’t even a second before a lighter body was hovering over you and your thighs were pushed further apart. “Fuck..” Mikey mumbled as he played with the wetness between your thighs, head of his cock gliding up and down your slick folds before he slowly pushed himself in. “Fuck.”

“C’mom, Princess,” You blinked open your eyes when a strong hand lifted your chin up. Draken grinned down at you as his dick bobbed in your face. “Don’t tell me you’re out already.”

“Ken..I–mmph!” He took the opportunity to push himself into your mouth, wicked grin widening as he chuckled.

“It’s gonna be a long night.”

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SYNOPSIS | nothing is more fun than sharing a nasty slut with your best friend, am i right?

CONTENT | threesome, fingering, butt stuff, fruity jean and eren, voyeurism, dacryphilia, squirting, cunnilingus, blowjob, consensual recording, double penetration, breeding, mommy kink, praise, vaginal sex, degradation, polygamy, cum eating, spitting.

FEATURING | eren jaeger + jean kirstein

WORD COUNT | 1.9k

↪︎ jean and eren who love to take care of you in a multitude of ways when having sex.

jeans large hands cuddling your breast while your back presses against his chest. eren who hovers over you with his fingers massaging the inside of your velvety walls as he plants lewd kisses on jeans lips.

“she’s so wet for us,” eren murmurs against his lips as you clench around him. a whine falls from your lips as you seek the attention of erens mouth on yours.

“so needy and selfish aren’t you,” jean coos as he wraps a hand around your throat—the slight grip of his hand causing you to gasp.

“let your daddies have fun too, hm?” eren whispers against your lips before indulging you in the sweetness of his mouth.

↪︎ jean and eren who love taking care of each other while taking care of you.

the sensation that fills your stomach when jean fucks eren from behind while eren eats you out was indescribable. the males whiny and sloppy moans against your cunt and the vibrations of his whimpers tingling against your clit only drove you closer to your high.

the sight of jeans fingers running through erens silky, brown strands while grunting for him to treat his princess better is something that continuously replays in your mind.

“who’s my good boy taking me so fucking well?” jean groans while placing a harsh slap on the males ass.

“so fucking good for me, aren’t you?” he continues mercilessly thrusting into him harsher while seeking an answer. the thrusts result in strings of erens drool to coat your cunt from pleasure. a broken yes slips from his lips as jean grabs his head digging him back into your wetness. “don’t stop taking care of our baby.”

what truly amazed you was how submissive they were for each other. they willingly give up their ‘masculinity’ while taking turns to fuck each other pretty—not forgetting to take care of you for a second. not a single sound or whine that falls from their lips dares to hide from you. it wasn’t something you could easily predict from just looking at the large stature of the men.

↪︎ jean and eren who take turns ruthlessly filling you with their cum until you can’t tell who is who’s.

your insides feel numb from how filled you were. regardless, jeans thrusts into you didn’t stop for a split second. “gonna let me fill you with my cum again, hm?”

broken murmurs of what’s meant to be a yes fall from your lips as you rub your cheek against the side of erens length—the throbbing sensation pulsing against skin. tears brink at your eyes as your throat fills with erens cock once again.

“slow down, you don’t want to hurt mommy now,” eren murmurs to jean as he pulls you off his length while cupping your heated cheeks. “you’re gonna let us fuck a baby into you, yeah?”

a stuttered nod is all you manage to give as he places a kiss to your lips. your orgasm hits you like a train as your hips twitch under jeans grip. his warm secretions filling your cunt to the brink. you feel the warmth of his seed creeping down your inner thighs.

you arch your back as you feel him spreading you open—enjoying the reddened and used state of your cunt. your face heats in humiliation as he chuckles calling over eren to enjoy the sight with him. “so pretty, isn’t she?”

erens flips you over and slips his fingers into your cunt—coating his fingers with their cum. he brings the fingers to his lips sucking the cum dry from his fingers before tiptoeing to share the tangy taste of your mixed secretions with jean.

↪︎ jean and eren who love to record you while fucking you dumb.

jean holds the camera while stroking himself as eren pounds into you from behind.

“we fucked our pretty slut so good she can’t remember her name. adorable, right?” he speaks for the camera as he walks closer. your hot breath fogs the lens of the camera as he pats your head in approval. the lens points down lower as he brushes the tip of his dick softly against your lips ordering you to open your mouth.

you eagerly comply as you trace your tongue over the reddened tip leaking pearls of precum. you gently suck on the tip knowing that’s just how he liked it. your moans vibrate against his tip as eren rocks into you harder. you twirl your tongue around the head savoring his salty taste before gently running your bottom teeth over the sensitive ridge under his tip.

“what a pretty slut, look how good she’s crying for us,” jean moans while pushing your hair away from your face.

“such a good girl, aren’t you? i should give you a reward. open your mouth for me, princess,” he orders while bending down as you tilt your head up while opening your mouth. a warm string of his saliva filled with the taste of erens cum coats your tounge.

“what do you say to him?”eren inquires while thrusting into you harder. jean lightly grips your cheeks as he awaits an answer. “t..thank you, da..daddy.”

“say it to the camera for me, baby,” jean murmurs as he brings the camera closer to your face. with teary eyes and drool spilling from your lips, you comply to his request.

“fuck, connie and armin are gonna love watching this one,” jean grins as eren chuckles in agreement.

↪︎ jean and eren who are overprotective but don’t mind sharing you with their friends and inviting them to watch.

a burning sensation fills your cunt as a pitchy gasp slips from your lips. you feel so stretched and in pain as eren slips into your cunt that jean was already stuffed in.

“breathe for me baby, it’s gonna feels better soon,” jean promises as he places a kiss to your shoulder. his hands were hooked under your thighs propping you up as your breasts press against his chest. behind you was eren who you were reassuringly laying back on. the eyes of the other individuals in the room only causes your face to grow more heated.

“fuck, that’s so hot,” you hear connie murmur in the chair he was seated in. from the corner of your eye you could his flushed cock standing proud as he pumped it in his hand.

“tell me about it, i can’t wait till i can fill her,” reiner agrees in a grunt as he strokes his length in his hand.

than there was the one who shocked you the most—armin. there he was sitting on the sofa along side connie as a devilish smirk paints his face.

“didn’t i tell you our good girl could take both of us, we trained her well, didn’t we?” murmurs of agreement flood the room as you feel your face grow even hotter. a thread of pain runs up your spine as you feel jean softly thrust up into you while you were distracted. “fuck, so tight.”

you feel your mind fog out as both the men match a pace and begin to thrust up into you. your eyes dwell in tears from pain and pleasure. their tongues sloppily entangling while fucking into you. you fit tight and snug around them as moans of praise fall from their lips.

jean finds your sweet spot first as he takes advantage of it. he ruthlessly abuses the bundle as you feel your orgasm coming on quicker than usual. “shit, she’s gonna come already.”

the slaps of their skin against yours echos through the room alongside the multiple grunts from the men. you feel them pulse against you walls signaling they were close to coming, too. the grunts of pleasure bounce off the walls as they reach their high.

the warm strings of their cum filling you up nearly immediately. moments later you quickly follow with a burst of liquid gushing from your cunt. your back arches against erens chest as they fuck out your high.

“shit, they’re so sexy,” you hear connie comment as a load of cum drips from his tip. the other two were too entangled in their orgasms to even speak.

“my baby squirted, you must’ve felt so good,” jean coos while holding a grip on your chin. eren presses soft kisses against your shoulder as you feel them both slip out of you. their cum pools on the mattress as you come down from your climax.

“you okay, princess?” eren asks as he cuddles you into his chest—brushing tear stains from your cheeks.

“i’m tired,” you whimper as jean pushes your hair away from your face.

“that’s fine, baby. let’s get you cleaned up,” jean reassures while placing a peck to your cheek.

↪︎ jean and eren who love tying you up when you misbehave so they can kiss and touch each other while you can do nothing but watch.

tears fill your eyes as you watch the two mean stroke each other—eager to join and once again be their pretty little one. the sounds of erens tongue lewdly slipping over jeans. the sight causing a throbbing wetness to spread over your crotch.

jean holds erens cock and his together while feverishly rubbing them together. you eagerly rub your thighs together to try and relieve the tension that filled your cunt.

the way their hands ran through each other’s hair gently. the way their tongues tangle in an elegance as they drive each other to their high. the way erens hands ran up and down jeans built biceps. it was like your presence wasn’t even there.

you were desperate to join. to drown in their pleasurable touch. to feels their callous hands gripping on your hips and squeezing your breasts. to have their tongue dancing on your pulsing clit and around your hard nipples.

their pants echo through the room as their cum coats over jeans hand. they smile against each other’s lips as they come down from their pleasurable high. erens voice is the first you hear.

“look at her. all whiny and crying after breaking our rule.”

the rule being you couldn’t touch yourself without permission. you did it intending that neither of them would come home from work early.

“it’s a fit punishment for a slut, don’t you think?” jean says next while tucking erens hair behind is ear. “what do you think we should do with her, eren? should we let her join?”

“depends on how wet she is for us,” he whispers while walking in your direction. cool air glazes over your soaked panties as he spreads your legs. “what a slutty girl. look how soiled her panties are. were you that desperate to join us?”

you eagerly nod as he slides your panties to the side revealing your glistening cunt. his fingers teasingly sliding up your folds. he brings them to his lips to suck it off.

“i think we should leave her all soaked like this to teach her a lesson,” eren pleas to jean as he ensures the ropes on your wrists weren’t leaving any marks.

“i don’t think i can hold back from not fucking her wet pussy,” jean argues while making his way up to you. your heart palpating in your chest in anticipation. eren runs his hands through his brown strands before coming to a conclusion.

“i guess we’ll just have to fuck a lesson into her.”

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yeouls · 3 years

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SYNOPSIS | having your virgin cunt slutted out on an examination chair by a hot ass doctor is something straight out of a porno—expect it’s way better.

CONTENT | medical kink, corruption, innocence, virginity loss, dubcon, blood kink, degradation, squirting, praise, humiliation, virginity test, unethical as humanly possible.

FEATURING | eren jaeger

WORD COUNT | 2.8k

growing up in a religiously conservative household with parents that rebuked the concept of sex meant that one thing was routine; a yearly check up to ensure that you weren't going against their wishes.

this year things were different. you were sent off on your own to a new clinic. although you turned eighteen months ago and could easily say no, you felt the compelling need to obey your parents. after all, you still lived under their roof.

the fact that you were growing older and independent made them more desperate to keep you as ‘pure’ as possible. they were eager to banish the filth of sex and sin that could potentially manifest within you.

a part of you hated it but the other part of you understood because you were their only daughter. their obsession went as far as homeschooling you during your high school years.

unlike all past visits, this time you were greeted by a male doctor—a rather handsome and young one at that. his emerald eyes glistened a certain darkness but his gleaming smile eluded nothing but brightness. you could feel the sweat eagerly itch in your palms when the man first entered the room.

you impatiently pat your damp hands gently onto the patient gown you had changed into minutes ago.

“no need to be so nervous, i don’t bite,” he lightheartedly chuckles while settling down onto the rolling chair. his smooth words were quick to snap you from your frantic state as he rolls closer to you on his chair. “our female doctor is out on emergency, i hope you don’t mind.”

you didn’t mind but him being an arm length away sent your heart pulsating in your chest. you could smell the faint, musky aroma of his cologne dangling in the air around him. the small whispers of his earthy shampoo filled your nostrils. even the drabbles of his scent rushes a heat of nervousness through your body.

you hadn’t been like this with past doctors. was it because he was young? or attractive? or a man? the only men you grew up around was your father and older brother so interactions with other males were quite limited and overwhelming.

you can’t control the nervousness that roots in your stomach—the tension filling your abdomen with a foreign feeling.

your eyes can’t help but stay glued to the floor as you play with the hem of your gown. the room blankets in a still silence. you can feel your heart rapidly beating in your ears and pounding against your ribs as you anticipate his next words.

“i see that you’re here for a virginity test,” he murmurs while writing on the clipboard that he grips in his hand. you trace your eyes from the floor to his eyes and you’re taken aback by how intensely he is staring at you. you slightly turn your head away from him and nod in confirmation.

“i’m gonna need you to use your words.”

the tone in his sentence was extremely variant from the kind voice he was speaking in seconds ago. his words were now coated in a husky, dark tone that brought a chill to your spine. it was the same looming darkness that made your heart race when you first saw him. it was enticing and enchanting. an unfamiliar sensation swells in your core as you slightly squirm on the chair.

“yes, my parents are a bit…hysteric,” you whisper in an attempt to explain your situation to him. you were afraid he would judge you for being a virgin when kids your age were out indulging in sex.

“there’s no need to explain yourself to me,” he reassures in a smile as he settles the clipboard on the side of the table and rests a hand on your bare thigh. your breath is caught in your lungs by his sudden touch. the touch was filled with anything but innocence. but how could you be aware of his dark intentions? “i’ll take good care of you, hm?”

you softly nibble on your bottom lip before nodding your head. his blazing touch is soon gone as the rushing of water echos through the room. you intently watch as he washes his hands and snaps on a fresh pair of latex gloves. the thumping of your heart increases by each step he takes closer to you.

maybe the leering darkness in his eyes and tone was a mistake on your behalf. he was nice enough to tell you that he’d take good care of you.

“lay back on the chair for me,” he requests as he rolls closer on his seat. your heart feels like exploding out of your chest as you cave into his request. you’re once again meet with the ceiling of the examination room that you were accustomed to for the past two years.

your eyes tightly screw shut as he props your legs up on the leg rests. your feel yourself flinch at the sensation of cool air coating your cunt as your gown rises. a heat burns in your face as you become aware that you were on display to him. you had done this before but something about this time just feels so different.

eren himself couldn’t hold himself back when granted the sight of your wetness. something about an innocent virgin opening her legs to him had his mind running in circles. the persistent urge to corrupt you and drag you into his darkness rushes through his veins. the need to tease you and use you until you begged crying for mercy was slowly overpowering him.

“i see something has excited you,” he leers as a single gloved digit runs up your folds—familiarizing himself with your cunt. he nearly chuckled at how erect your clit had gotten in that short time amount of time. the atmosphere of the room goes heavy—this was anything but a normal examination.

his eyes grow darker as he parts your puffy lips and observes how your virgin holes twitches at the sudden rush of cold air. a small whimper falls from your lips at the cool feeling of his latex gloves. “i doubt you’re a virgin seeing how wet you are.”

it felt different, it didn’t feel like a conversation that should be taking place between a doctor and his patient. but the thing is, you never saw him as a doctor to begin with—you saw him as an attractive male. and he for sure didn’t see you as a patient but more as a little hole to experiment with.

“i’m gonna make you a little more wet so i can slide my fingers in to check, okay?” he hums spreading your folds and enjoying the glistening secretions that coated it. he planned to tease you and arouse you to the point you couldn’t help but beg for him to touch you more.

the lustful whimpers that fall from your lips made his pants grow tighter. he couldn’t wait to stretch out your tight, little cunt. to watch the impure blood drip as he took every last bit of innocence you possessed.

your hips twitch at a foreign yet pleasurable sensation as he leads up your folds—fondling with the small and sensitive flesh. it was a sensation that made you feel like your lungs would give out. the strange feeling made something tighten in your abdomen as your body naturally stiffened. it hadn’t gone like this with other doctors.

eren enjoyed it, watching you confuse over what he was doing to your body. your innocence and neediness only compelling him more. he took pleasure in you trembling under his light touch. he knew by stimulating your clit that he’d make your hornier and in need for more of him.

“f..feels weird,” you finally manage to stutter out. your mind feels more distant than usual as you are unable to focus on anything except this new pleasure. a pleasure that you didn’t want to let go of—that you wanted to experience over and over again.

“that’s normal, i’m just prepping you a bit,” he hushes in a voice dripping in lust. his eyes had grown darker and pupils far more dilated than earlier. strands of hair splayed on his face as your pants intensified.

there was just something so concupiscent about having him between your legs. every inch of your body desired and cried for him. you wanted more. it was becoming harder by the second to suppress the embarrassing whines that fell from your lips.

a hidden, dark smirk paints his face the more wetter you grow from his touch. his fingers were gone from your source of pleasure and were now rimming around your entrance. you shiver a bit at the coldness of the glove.

this was the part of the exam you were familiar with. the part where two fingers want up your vagina to observe if any vaginal penetration had taken place. something felt different when he first entered, his fingers were more exploring than observing.

a shameless moan echos through the room when he presses against something inside you that created an equally pleasurable sensation as earlier. “you’re not the good girl i thought you were, are you?”

whatever words came from his mouth didn’t make it past your ears. your hips jolt forward wanting his fingers to press against that same spot again. formulation of words is a lost possibility as you attempt to defend yourself.

“i a…am! i am a good girl,” you finally moan out in defense of yourself. you truly were. you had no idea why your body was reacting like this now when it hadn’t during past exams. “it’s you who’s making me feel weird.”

a simple, sneerful scuff is his response as your hips involuntarily move against his fingers. your trembling under his touch comes to halt when his fingers slide out of your cunt. your mind feels dazed at what just happened. you didn’t know what it was but you needed more. the boiling sensation arising in your stomach building up to something simply vanished.

so blindly driven by pleasure, you find yourself stopping the man in his tracks by gripping onto his coat sleeve. you slightly sit up with eyes dawning thick tears. the look of ruin on your face automatically rushing blood to his nether regions. eren’s face looked the opposite of you; cool, calm, collected but little did you know that the facade was falling apart.

“m…more, please,” you practically beg as your face grows hotter than before. the innocent pleading promptly causes eren to smirk.

“i’m not sure what you’re talking about.”

the frustration of his teasing makes you nibble at your bottom lip. he knew what you wanted and he wanted you to say it—to beg for it. but you, yourself were far to embarrassed to allow the words to dare slip past your quivering lips. you pull his hand closer by the grip on his sleeve and grasp onto his wrist before guiding him to your soaking cunt.

“more of this,” you whimper as you faintly move his hands over your arousal—the touch barely causing you an pleasure. the action to him was far more convincing than words could ever be. he was further satisfied than ever having you under his clutch from just a little teasing.

his white coat falls to the floor as he inches closer to you. the dark tone and alluding smirk were back into play as he snaps his latex gloves off. his callous finger drags up your core as he places a teasing tap on your clit. “i’m gonna fuck you and turn you into my pretty, little whore.”

you feel your cunt twitch at the words dripping in lust. a gasp falls from your lips as his fingers stuff your cunt again, this time much harsher than earlier. “you’re telling me you weren’t begging me to fuck you when you were sitting here all wet and whiny, hm?”

“n…no, want you to fuck me,” you whisper as his middle and ring finger drive into your sweet spot. the word fuck felt so foreign to your tongue—so vile and dirty. filthy enough for you to forget the entire reason you came in the first place.

you can feel the familiar build up of tension accelerating in your abdomen.

“i..i want it,” you moan, mind blurred by the pleasure of his fingers plunging into your walls. your nails dig into the leather of the seat as you feel a wet sensation licking at you. your breath catches in your lungs as you look down to see the sight of his face buried between your thighs and mercilessly licking at your cunt.

“n…no, it’s dirty,” you stammer as your fingers tangle in his hair. your failed attempt barely hinders his lapping at your clit.

“if only you know how sweet you taste,” he moans into your cunt. the vibrations of his words only amplifying the pleasure. your body tenses as a heat surges through your skin. your mind goes blank and moans grow loud as a warm liquid rushes down your thighs.

tears brink in your eyes at the relentless pounding of his fingers into you even after climaxing. the overstimulation enough to leave your legs trembling.

“fuck,” he grunts at your ruined sight. he couldn’t hold himself back anymore. the tightening in his pants was unbearable at this point. he was more than eager to stretch out your tiny cunt and leave you a whining mess.

“what do you want?” he whispers as he begins to bring your legs down from the rests. your mind was still foggy from your first orgasm. all you knew was that you wanted to feel more of that burning pleasure.

“i want you to make me feel good here,” you pant as you run your fingers up your wetness. the reply flourishes a smile of pride on his face—like he had successfully accomplished something.

“c'mere, i’ll make you feel good.”

with weak knees and a slipping gown you fall into his lap—straddling him. your arms wrap around his neck as you eagerly rut yourself against him. a smirk paints his face as he watches you innocently rub against his bulge looking for some sort of satisfaction.

“you learn fast, don’t you? already a fucking whore,” he chuckles while gripping your cheeks. your face heats in embarrassment at the degrading words. his grip on your hips brings your movements to a complete halt. his hands hook under your thighs as he places you on the examination chair.

“i can’t hold myself back any more.”

his hands lead down to quickly undo the string to his scrubs. your eyes slightly widening at his size. was it even going to fit?

“it’s not gonna fit,” you murmur in concern while chewing on your bottom lip. his hand rests under your chin as your eyes meet his.

“i’ll make it fit.”

the same cunning tone of darkness persistent in his words.

a sharp breath fills your lungs as a burning sensation consumes your lower half. your whimpers of pain are silenced by his lips as his tongue slides into your mouth. his hand drags down to your clit and draw circles in an attempt to relieve you.

“shhhh, you’re doing such a good job,” he whispers against your lips as you feel him pressing against your sweet spot. fake words of comfort for him to just use you to suit his needs. a darkness glistens in his eyes as he takes in the sight of your tight cunt clenching around him dripping in blood.

the gentleness of his thrusts are soon gone and are replaced with something much harder and rougher. the hands that once caressed your cheeks earlier telling you that you were doing good were now wrapped around your throat.

“i told you to shut up, didn’t i? at this point everyones going to hear what a whore you are.”

his harsh words only turn you on more as the sweat of his skin sticks against yours. the feeling of pleasure rained over you as you came around him from overstimulation—your body daring to give out at any second.

your mind feels murky as all you can manage to do is rut your hips against his chasing another high. your body falls limb against the cool leather as the warmth of his seed fills you.

he was proud of the ruined mess he left you in. your cunt dripping the mixture of his cum and your blood. your body coated in sweat. your cheeks stained in tears and your lips puffy from all his bites.

he had completely demolished the image of innocence that bloomed from you when you first walked in. he had marked you with his darkness. he knew you were bound to come back for more. after all—they all do.

“i look forward to our next appointment.”

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