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˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ eren x reader smut

whining, begging, breeding kink, eren sells weed, modern au, rough sex, kissing, eren being a lil lover boy

@ttojiisfushigurooo on wattpad!

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you love your boyfriend dearly. you love the way he provides for you, the way he anticipates your needs before you even voice them. you adore how he buys you designer purses as if it’s nothing—like spoiling you is his favorite pastime.

that’s the benefit of your boyfriend being a supplier—every now and then, he supplies you too.

but there’s a downside: that damn phone. it never stops buzzing, especially late at night. people hitting him up constantly, asking for pickups, always interfering with the sacred time you and eren usually share.

so here you are, fresh out of the shower in your tight, short silk mini gown—your favorite one, the one that hugs your curves so well it practically steals eren’s breath.

you’re lying on your side, head propped in your hand, your other hand tracing slow, affectionate patterns on eren’s toned chest as he lies on his back, letting you touch on him the way you know he likes.

you lean in and cup his face gently. he looks at you, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he holds your gaze.

your weakness.

you shift on top of him, your chest pressed to his, and lean down to kiss him softly. he melts into it immediately, his hands sliding down to your ass.

the room fills with the sound of soft, sweet kisses and your voice whispering between them. “i ‘mwah’ love ‘mwah’ you,” you murmur, pecking his lips with every word.

you love how, on the outside, eren is seen as this tough guy—always getting into something, always selling weed. but with you? he’s an angel.

he loves your little cuddles, your kisses, the love notes you tuck into his pocket before he leaves for work—everything.

“i love you more, baby,” eren chuckles, pressing a soft kiss to your neck that makes a quiet whimper slip from your lips.

“love you so much, i might have to put a baby in you,” he grins against your skin.

you swat his shoulder playfully as you sit up, now straddling him. “don’t play like that,” you giggle, cheeks warming instantly.

“i’m serious, mama,” he smirks.

and then—of course—his phone buzzes. someone asking him to supply. you sigh when you see the clock: 1:15 a.m. all you wanted was to relax with him…with the strong possibility of getting completely folded.

he slides out from under you as he texts his homie back, telling him he’s on the way. you’re a little disappointed—okay, maybe more than a little. you were craving that 9 inch dick tonight.

“you’re not finna stay here, come on,” he says, tapping your thigh before grabbing a black shirt and putting it on. you whine, pouting dramatically.

“why can’t you just tell them you can’t tonight, baby?” you ask, voice soft and hopeful. eren looks like he might fold—he hates saying no to you.

“it’ll be quick, princess,” he promises, kissing you gently before you both head to the car.

when he arrives outside, he texts his friends to come grab their stuff

“preciate dat, brodie. see you got ms passenger princess witchu,” one of them jokes.

“yea, y’know i gotta bring her everywhere,” eren laughs, and so do his friends.

“get back safe, cuh,” they say, some waving at you as eren daps them up and drives off again.

“you ready to get flipped tonight?” eren had a cocky smile plastered on his lips. “i’ve been waiting for your dick, daddy”

eren’s heart damn near jumped out of his chest. he adjusted himself in the seat, gripping the steering wheel.

he glanced over at you and back at the road.

after a while you realized that eren wasn’t taking the route he usually takes to go home. “ren, where are we going?” he pulled into a empty parking lot, parked, and unbuckled his seatbelt.

you knew what time it was.

“get in the back” he demanded. you being the good little girl you are, you hopped in the backseat with no problem.

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now look. eren has you bent over, panties pushed to the side, and his dick stuffed inside of you. “shitt!- fuck baby, right there” you cried. the fat head of his cock hit your g-spot in the perfect place every time he thrusted into you.

his slender, veiny hands were gripped to your waist as he snaps his hips in and out of you, earning a moan from you everytime he bucked forward.

“fucking love this pussy” he grunted, grabbing your neck and making you look up at him, your eyes glistening just the way he likes. “hm baby? you still want me to cum in your pretty pussy? yea?” he gritted as his pace fastened.

you were so cock drunk you went along with everything he said. what a shame. “mhm!- yess eren!” he tugged harder on your neck. “aht ah baby, whatchu was calling me earlier?” he knew what he was doing

“yes i want you to cum in my pretty pussy, daddy!” you choked. eren proudly pressed his chest against your back and kissed your lips passionately.

“that’s my good girl” he grinned as he pulled away from the kiss and let go your neck.

his strokes slowed as he felt that tug in his balls—indicating he was coming soon. he pulled out of you and flipped you on your back.

his hand reached down, collecting your slick and plunged 2 fingers inside of your dripping cunt. “look at me baby” he breathed as he fastened his pace, staring at your beautiful face

“mmph! n-no moreee!” you felt yourself coming. “na-you was being a brat earlier. this what you wanted?” he cocked his head to the side, smirking.

as soon as you were about to cum he removed his fingers and replaced them with his cock, instantly making your mouth hang open.

“sh—shit eren-“ you gasped and pressed his lips against yours, moaning into his mouth. “that’s it baby” eren grunted.

he admired your stunning features as he destroyed you with his dick. your eyes were forming tears, your lips pouted, he loved it all.

his thrust slower and deep and you felt him twitch inside. your cunt squeezed around his length and you felt that familiar pit in your stomach.

“f-fuck baby, cum on this dick” he stuttered as his hands wrapped around your neck. soon enough, you did with him coming right behind you.

he pulled out slowly, watching his cum drip from your legs and onto his seat.

the windows were completely fogged, the air smelled like sex and a hint of weed. and you two were completely out of it.

me @ 10

This was where my mind was the whole time soz gang

Not to mention Zuko calling a man attractive and Sokka saying Zuko has a beautiful face

ARE YOU FUCKING WITH ME? I MIGHT HAVE TO WRITE FRAT EREN AND FRATJO TOO CAUSE WHAT HELLO DOES ANYONE SEE MY VISION HELLO AM I MUTED