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KINKTOBER day 3:

Eren Yeager

KINKTOBER MASTERLIST HERE

[NOTE]

School is kicking my ass so hard. I’m also sleep deprived and tired from work but these are so fun to do. MHA S8 came out so I was really excited. Day 4 coming out soon. Love yall!!

!WARNINGS!

(Sloppy sex, cream pie, cum play, dirty talk, multiple rounds, overstimulation, rough sex, multiple positions)

The coffee shop across from campus had become their place. It wasn’t anything special—just a narrow space with too few tables and chalkboard menus that always smudged—but somehow it was the only spot Eren Yeager didn’t rush through. Maybe it was the way Y/N always claimed the corner booth with her laptop and a messy stack of notes, looking up from her work only long enough to give him that lazy smile when he finally showed up.

She was already there this afternoon, earbuds in, fingers flying over her keyboard as though the world might collapse if she stopped typing. Eren spotted her through the window before he even walked in, and a stupid grin spread across his face before he could stop it.

He pushed open the door, the little bell overhead chiming. Y/N didn’t notice at first—she was too focused—but when he slid into the seat across from her, nudging her notebook with his elbow, she pulled one earbud out.

“You’re late,” she said, though her lips were curving into a smile.

“Professor wouldn’t stop talking. Something about ‘dedication to our future careers.’” Eren leaned back against the booth, running a hand through his messy brown hair. “I think he just likes hearing himself talk.”

Y/N shook her head, trying not to laugh, and pushed her notes aside.

Eren was about to ask what she was working on when her phone lit up, vibrating against the table. Connie’s name flashed across the screen, FaceTiming her.

Y/N raised a brow. “Why is Connie calling me instead of you?”

“Because he knows you’ll actually pick up,” Eren deadpanned, sipping her iced latte without asking.

She rolled her eyes and swiped to answer. Connie’s grinning face filled the screen, angled too close, like he hadn’t figured out how cameras worked in 2025.

“Yo, Y/N! Put loverboy on too. I need to run a business idea by my favorite couple.”

Eren leaned over, unimpressed. “If this is about selling your sneakers again—”

“No, no, hear me out,” Connie interrupted, holding the camera back to show himself sprawled on his bed, shirtless for some reason. “OnlyFans. For tuition. I’m broke, man. The system’s rigged. I’ll shake a little ass online, get rich, graduate debt free. What do you think?”

Y/N snorted so hard she nearly dropped the phone. “Connie, I don’t think anyone’s paying to see… that.”

“Hey! Don’t underestimate my marketability,” he shot back, affronted.

Eren groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. “You’re not making an OnlyFans, Connie.”

Y/N, smirking, chimed in, “Stripping might be smarter. Less WiFi required.”

Connie’s eyes lit up. “Now that’s innovation! Pole-dancing 101, here I come.”

“God,” Eren muttered, burying his face in his hand, though Y/N could see the smile he was fighting.

“Anyway,” Connie continued, “if you see me on a billboard downtown, just know it’s tuition money at work.”

Y/N grinned, still laughing. “Connie, you’d probably fall off the pole before you made a dollar.”

Connie gasped dramatically. “Wow. No faith in me at all. Some best friend you are. What about you, Yeager? You’d subscribe, right?”

Eren lifted his head, glaring into the camera like Connie had just insulted his ancestors. “Absolutely not.”

“Liar.” Connie smirked. “You look like the type who’d pay just to roast me in the comments.”

Y/N snorted, covering her mouth, and Eren turned to her with an incredulous look. “Don’t encourage him.”

“Babe,” she teased, eyes sparkling, “imagine Connie spinning upside down on a pole in our student gym. Wouldn’t you wanna see that just once?”

Eren looked horrified. “No. Absolutely not. My brain can’t even process that image without short-circuiting.”

Connie wiggled his eyebrows. “Can’t stop thinking about me on a pole already, huh? You’re welcome.”

Eren groaned so loudly the barista looked over. Y/N couldn’t hold in her laughter anymore, doubling over in the booth while Eren muttered something that sounded a lot like “I’m blocking his number.”

“Alright, alright,” Connie said, smirking like he’d already won. “But before I go, I gotta ask… Eren, you put those three boxes of condoms to use yet?”

Y/N’s laughter instantly cut off. “I’m sorry—what?”

Eren froze mid-sip of her drink, eyes narrowing at the phone. “Connie.”

“Oh, don’t act all innocent,” Connie went on, clearly thrilled. “Boys’ night, remember? Winner of Mario Kart takes the prize. I left with bragging rights, Jean left with shame, and Eren left with—”

“Shut up,” Eren hissed through gritted teeth, his ears turning red.

But Connie was relentless. “Three boxes! That’s like, what, ninety opportunities? Man, are you even pacing yourself? I’d be dead after the first week.”

Y/N blinked at her boyfriend, a slow grin spreading across her face. “Three boxes?” she repeated, eyes gleaming with mischief.

Eren’s jaw tightened. “It wasn’t—it’s not—he’s exaggerating.”

Connie cackled so hard he almost dropped his phone. “Don’t let him lie, Y/N. He tucked them under his arm like it was a trophy. Called it an investment.”

Y/N covered her mouth, trying to stifle her giggles. “An investment, huh?” she teased, turning to Eren.

Eren buried his face in his hands, groaning. “I hate him. I actually hate him.”

“Love you too, bro,” Connie said, blowing a kiss at the screen. “Anyway, stay safe, kids. Don’t burn through your stockpile too fast.”

And just like that, he hung up, leaving silence in his wake.

Y/N let the moment hang before leaning across the table, eyes dancing. “So,” she said sweetly, “three boxes?”

Eren dragged his hand down his face, muttering, “I’m never talking to him again.”

Y/N leaned in, chin resting on her palm, grinning like she’d just uncovered state secrets. “Three boxes, Eren. That’s… a lot of investment for one semester.”

He peeked at her through his fingers, then slowly sat back, a dangerous little smirk tugging at his lips. “You think it’s funny?”

“Oh, it’s hilarious,” she shot back, raising a brow. “What were you planning, exactly? Some kind of—”

“I wasn’t planning anything,” he cut her off smoothly, voice dropping lower. His smirk widened as he leaned forward, elbows on the table. “I actually hate condoms. Was just gonna hide them at the back of my drawer until I forgot they existed.”

Her mouth opened slightly, caught off guard, and he tilted his head, enjoying the way her confidence faltered for once.

“You should’ve seen Connie’s face when I told him,” Eren went on casually, like he hadn’t just dropped that bomb. “Guy nearly choked on his beer.”

Y/N’s cheeks warmed, but she rolled her eyes, trying to recover. “You’re impossible.”

He sat back again, satisfied, stealing the last sip of her latte. “Maybe. But you’re the one dating me, so what does that make you?”

She kicked him under the table, biting back a laugh. “An idiot, apparently.”

“Cute idiot,” he corrected, smirk softening just a little as his eyes lingered on hers.

She was still half-laughing, shaking her head at him, when she realized he wasn’t smirking anymore. Eren’s eyes lingered on her, steady and thoughtful in a way that made her sit up a little straighter.

“What?” she asked, her grin faltering just slightly.

He shrugged, leaning back in the booth, but his gaze didn’t waver. “I mean… do you?”

“Do I what?” she pressed, though the warmth creeping up her neck told her she already knew where this was going.

Eren ran a hand through his hair, then rested his arm across the back of the booth, close enough that his fingers brushed her shoulder. His voice dropped low, softer than before. “Want to try it without them.”

Y/N blinked at him, eyes widening. The coffee shop noise around them suddenly felt muffled, like the world had pulled back to give them space.

He must’ve noticed her hesitation, because he gave her that half-smile—gentler this time, not smug at all. “I’m not saying we have to. Just… I’ve thought about it. A lot. With you.”

Her stomach flipped, caught somewhere between nervous and something warmer she didn’t want to name out loud in a crowded café.

“You really bring this up here?” she whispered, glancing at the barista who was still pretending not to eavesdrop.

Eren chuckled under his breath, leaning closer so only she could hear. “Where else? Connie already thinks I’m stocked for the apocalypse.”

She swatted at him, cheeks hot, but his hand slid over hers under the table, steady and reassuring.

“I’m serious, though,” he murmured. “Only if you want to.”

Y/N’s laughter had completely faded now, her thumb brushing absently along his knuckles under the table. She didn’t look at him right away, instead staring down at their hands like she needed the extra second to gather herself.

“I’ve… thought about it too,” she admitted finally, her voice quiet enough that he had to lean in to catch it.

Eren’s chest tightened. “Yeah?”

She nodded, still not lifting her gaze. “Not like—” She exhaled, shaking her head at herself. “Not like I’ve been sitting here planning it out or anything. Just… sometimes, when we’re together, I think about it. What it would be like. With you.”

That last part came out barely above a whisper, but it was enough. Eren’s expression softened, his smirk gone, replaced by something warmer, deeper.

“Y/N,” he said gently, and she finally looked up. His green eyes caught hers, steady in a way that anchored her in place. “You don’t have to be nervous about telling me that. I’m not gonna rush you into anything.”

“I know,” she murmured, and her lips curved faintly, almost shy. “That’s kind of why I can say it. Because it’s you.”

The words hung between them, fragile and electric all at once. Eren squeezed her hand under the table, and for a moment, the noisy little coffee shop didn’t exist. Just him, her, and the unspoken promise that maybe—when they were both ready—this was something real they’d share.

Eren’s thumb traced slow circles against the back of her hand, his gaze still fixed on her like she was the only person in the room. He hesitated, chewing on the inside of his cheek before leaning a little closer.

“Do you…” he started, then paused, searching her face. “Do you wanna go back to my dorm?”

Her breath caught, and he quickly added, voice low and careful, “Not if you don’t want to. I just—if you meant what you said, and if you’re comfortable… we could.”

Y/N blinked at him, the weight of his words making her heart race. He wasn’t smug, wasn’t pushing—he was just Eren, looking at her like she was something he’d wait forever for if he had to. That alone made her stomach flip.

She squeezed his hand, finally letting out a small laugh, shaky around the edges. “You’re really asking me that in a coffee shop?”

A grin tugged at his lips, sheepish. “I don’t exactly have a manual for this.”

Her laughter softened into a smile, and she tilted her head, eyes searching his. “Yeah,” she whispered. “I want to.”

Eren’s eyes widened just slightly, like he’d prepared himself for any answer but that. Then his grin stretched into something brighter, though his voice stayed soft. “Okay. We’ll go slow.”

“Okay,” she echoed, her chest warm with nerves and something steadier underneath.

For a second, neither of them moved, just smiling at each other like they’d just stepped over some invisible line together. Then Eren stood, grabbing her bag off the seat before she could, slinging it over his shoulder like it was nothing.

“Come on,” he said, holding out his hand with that same crooked grin. “Before Connie decides to FaceTime again and kill the mood.”

Y/N laughed, sliding her hand into his as they headed for the door.

Back at his dorm, Y/N put her bag next to the door as Eren did the same. Y/N took a breath and hugged herself. “Why is it so cold in here?” She whined.

"Because the heater's busted," Eren muttered, rubbing his hands together as he moved closer to her. He saw her wrap her arms around herself, and his eyes dropped to her body language.

He stepped even closer, his voice low and a bit husky as he reached out to gently unwrap her arms from around herself. "Come here," he said, pulling her into a hug to share his body heat. His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her flush against him.

Y/N instantly melted into his warmth, pressing closer without thinking about it. Eren realized how this looked—her curves pressed against him—but he didn't step back. Instead, he tightened his arms around her waist, resting his chin on top of her head. "You're shaking,"

"It's freezing," she mumbled against his neck, pressing even closer. Eren felt his resolve cracking. She was so delicate, so soft—and he was holding her like she belonged there. His arms tightened even more, his hands sliding down to rest on her hips. "You wanna wear my hoodie?"

Y/N shook her head against his neck, her voice muffled but clear. "No hoodie," she whispered, her hands sliding up his chest instead. Eren froze, his heart pounding as he realized what she meant. His hands gripped her hips tighter instinctively. "Y/N..."

She pulled back just enough to look up at him, her eyes half-lidded and her cheeks flushed pink. "I wanna wear you," she whispered, pressing her hips forward against his. Eren's breath caught in his throat. His hands clenched on her hips, thumbs pressing into her hipbones. "Fuck," he hissed under his breath.

Without another word, Eren scooped her up into his arms, making her yelp in surprise as he carried her to his bed. He set her down gently before climbing onto the mattress himself, looming over her. His hands moved to the hem of her shirt, fingers curling around the fabric.

"You're gonna be really fucking cold if you take this off," he warned, his voice low and rough. His fingers trembled slightly as he waited for her response. If she said no, he'd stop. He'd give her his hoodie and cuddle her instead.

Y/N looked up at him with those sleepy, half-lidded eyes, biting her lip. "Then keep me warm," she whispered, arching her back to press her chest up against him. Eren groaned, the sound vibrating through his chest as he slowly began to peel her shirt off.

His hands moved carefully, almost reverently as he removed her shirt. His touch was surprisingly gentle despite his size and strength, like he was handling something precious. As the fabric came off, he immediately pulled her onto his lap so she was straddling him, pressing her naked torso against his warm chest.

Eren's breath hitched as she suddenly pushed him back, climbing onto his hips to unbutton his shirt. He watched her through hooded eyes, his hands resting on her thighs as he let her undress him.

She pushed his shirt open, revealing his muscular chest and abs. Eren watched her closely as she ran her hands over his skin, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles. He let out a low groan when she leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his chest.

"Y/N..." His voice came out rougher than he intended as she explored his body with gentle touches. He was usually the one doing this—being gentle, exploring slowly—but having her hands on him felt completely different. Her touch was almost worshipful as she learned the shape of him.

She slowly pushed his shirt off his shoulders, revealing his tattoo - the one that covered his entire back and part of his chest. She traced the lines of it with her fingertips, causing him to shiver. "Baby..." He warned softly when she started unbuttoning his pants.

"Can I?" she asked quietly, her fingers pausing over his fly. Eren swallowed hard, nodding once. He was hard already, just from having her half-naked in his lap, but seeing her ask permission like that made him even harder. "Let me first, baby.” He hummed and stood up, holding her.

He lied her back down on the bed gently and stood up, pushing his hair back. She panted softly, looking at him as he pulled her skirt off slowly.

He tossed her skirt aside, leaving her in just her underwear. Eren tried to keep his breathing steady as he looked down at her spread out on his bed. She looked fucking gorgeous like this, her hair messy and her chest heaving in just her panties.

He ran a hand through his hair again, tugging at the ends as he struggled to control himself. He could have her like this—just pull her underwear aside and slide inside. But he wanted to savor this moment, wanted to slowly undress her like she had him.

He crawled back onto the bed, kneeling between her legs. He hooked his fingers into the sides of her underwear, slowly pulling them down her legs. She lifted her hips to help him, biting her lip as he threw them aside. Now she was completely bare.

His hands gripped her thighs firmly as he pushed them apart wider. He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her inner thigh first before moving up to her center. She gasped when his tongue finally touched her clit, licking slowly and gently at first. Eren held her legs open with strong arms.

His tongue piercing brushed against her clit as he licked, sending sparks of pleasure through her. He swirled the jewelry around her sensitive nub before sucking gently, the metal adding extra stimulation. His hands slid up to grip her hips, holding her in place as he ate her out enthusiastically.

"Fuck, you're so wet," he muttered against her pussy, his tongue diving deeper to collect her arousal. The jewelry in his tongue made everything feel better—he'd gotten it specifically knowing it would feel good during oral, even though he'd never used it like this before.

He started fucking her with his tongue, mimicking the motion of sex. The barbell in his tongue pressed against her g-spot repeatedly, making Y/N whimper and squirm. He loved the taste of her, the way she responded so eagerly to his touch.

"Oh my god, your tongue piercing..." Y/N gasped out, her hips rolling against his face instinctively. It was hitting places she didn't even know could feel good, making her core clench around nothing.

"Does it feel good, baby?" he asked, his voice muffled against her pussy. He doubled his efforts, fucking her with his tongue faster and harder, the piercing hitting her g-spot repeatedly. He could feel her getting wetter by the second, her legs trembling around his head.

His hands slid under her ass to lift her hips higher, allowing him deeper access. He added a finger inside her while his tongue worked her clit aggressively. The piercing was driving her wild—she was making noises he'd never heard before, desperate and needy.

He could feel her getting closer to the edge, her body tensing up. He knew she was about to come undone on his tongue. He sucked her clit harder, the piercing pressing firmly against it as he finger-fucked her roughly.

Just as she was about to come, Eren pulled away, his tongue and fingers leaving her pussy abruptly. He looked up at her, a smirk on his face as he wiped his mouth. "Not yet," he said, shaking his head.

Y/N whimpered in frustration, her hips bucking up as if seeking his touch again. Eren chuckled darkly, moving to lie beside her on the bed. He knew she was dripping wet and desperate for release, but he wanted to draw this out.

He leaned over her, one hand resting between her legs to keep her stimulated without letting her come. The other hand he used to trail kisses up her neck and jaw. He knew exactly what he was doing—teasing her mercilessly until she was begging. And he loved it.

"Eren, please..." Y/N begged, her body twitching with need. She tried to grind against his hand, but he kept his touch light, denying her the pressure she craved. He simply continued kissing her neck, enjoying the way she squirmed and pleaded.

He whispered in her ear, "You know what I want to hear." His fingers brushed lightly against her clit, just enough to tease but not enough to satisfy. He knew she was dripping wet and desperate for release, but he wanted those words from her lips.

He finally pulled his hand away, positioning himself between her thighs. He was rock hard, the head of his cock pressing against her entrance. "Tell me you want me to fuck you raw," he demanded, his voice low and commanding. "Tell me you want my bare cock inside you."

Y/N looked up at him with hazy, desire-filled eyes. "Please..." she begged, wrapping her legs around his hips. "Fuck me raw, Eren. I want your bare cock inside me so badly. I need it." Her hips lifted slightly, trying to encourage him to enter her.

He groaned at her words, pressing the bare head of his cock against her entrance. They'd never done this before—never had unprotected sex—and the riskiness of it turned him on so fucking much. "No condom.”

"Last chance to back out," He thrust the head inside her slightly, making her whimper. "I won't pull out. I might even come inside you without warning." His hands gripped her thighs possessively. "Condom or bare?" He pulled back slightly then thrust in deeper again.

Y/N arched her back, taking him deeper at the sudden thrust. "Bare..." She bit her lip, "I want it bare..." Her inner walls fluttered around him at the thought of getting pregnant from unprotected sex with him. "Eren... please..." She needed him fully inside her now.

Eren slowly pushed in, a wet sound made as he did. Y/N gasped and held onto him, letting out a whiny moan as Eren did the same as he inched deeper inside her bare pussy. Fuck, it felt a million times better without a condom. Her heat, her tightness, everything about it was heavenly.

“Oh my god, baby. Holy shit.” He practically whimpered, pushing her hair back and kissing her forehead. “Fuck, I might cum. You feel so fucking good.”

"You're so much tighter like this," he groaned, bottoming out completely. "And wetter. Fuck, I can feel everything." He whimpered slightly, enjoying the sensation of her pussy gripping his bare cock. "I've never felt anything this good."

"Eren... oh god..." She whimpered, her nails digging into his back. The feeling of his bare cock inside her was overwhelming. Every inch of him felt bigger, hotter, and more intense without the latex barrier. Her inner walls clenched around him tightly.

He started moving slowly at first, pulling out almost all the way before sliding back in deep. Each thrust elicited a moan from both of them. The wet sounds of their sex filled the room alongside their heavy breathing and whispers of pleasure. "Shit... shit..."

"Baby, you're gonna make me cum so fast," he groaned against her neck, picking up the pace slightly. "I've never felt anything this good. No wonder people get addicted to this feeling." His bare cock was hitting places his condom-covered one never had before.

"Eren... please... deeper..." She begged, wrapping her legs around his waist to pull him in even further. The sensation was overwhelming - his bare cock rubbing against every sensitive spot inside her. She could feel every vein, every pulse of his thick shaft filling her completely raw and unprotected.

He gripped her thighs and lifted them higher, opening her up even more as he slammed into her deeper than ever before. His balls slapped against her ass with each thrust now completely bare inside her warm pussy. "Fuck... I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna cum inside you..."

"Yes... yes... please..." She moaned, her eyes rolling back as she felt him swell inside her. The thought of him releasing his hot, thick cum directly into her unprotected pussy made her see stars. "Cum inside me... fill me up..."

With a loud groan, Eren buried himself deep inside Y/N and held still as his cock pulsed violently, shooting thick ropes of cum directly into her unprotected womb. He filled her completely, overflowing her pussy with his seed as he kissed her deeply to muffle their moans of pleasure and relief.

Breathless and trembling, Eren suddenly gripped Y/N's hips tightly, lifting her up with surprising strength. Before she could protest or even catch her breath, he was lowering her back down onto his still-hard and now cum-filled cock. "Ride me... ride my bare dick..."

Y/N wrapped her arms around his neck and started bouncing on his cock, using him for her own pleasure now. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room along with their heavy breathing and moans. Eren's hands roamed over her breasts and ass as she rode him.

"...Fuck, right there..." Eren groaned deeply as Y/N hit the perfect spot on his cock. His hands moved to guide her hips, helping her ride him faster and harder. More of his cum leaked out of her pussy with each bounce, coating his balls and thighs. "Keep going..."

Y/N leaned back slightly, changing the angle and allowing Eren to penetrate even deeper inside her. She cried out in pleasure, her inner walls clamping down on his bare shaft tightly. Eren took the opportunity to lean forward and suck one of her hardened nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive peak. "Eren!"

With his mouth still attached to her breast, Eren suddenly flipped them over so Y/N was on her back. He grabbed both of her thighs and pushed them back towards her chest, opening her up completely and allowing him to hammer into her even deeper and harder than before. "Gonna fuck you raw all night..."

His thick cock was hitting her deepest spots now, making her see stars. She could feel his balls slapping against her ass cheeks with each powerful thrust. His mouth moved from one breast to the other, sucking and biting gently while fucking her brutally raw and unprotected.

"...I'm gonna cum again..." Eren growled warningsly against her skin. His movements became even more erratic and deep. Y/N felt his cock swelling inside her once more, ready to release another massive load of sperm directly into her unprotected uterus this time. "Where do you want it?"

"Inside me!" She moaned desperately, her legs pressed right against her chest as her ankles dangled in the air. "Cum in my pussy... fill me up again—just please don’t stop fucking me after!” Something about begging him to cum inside her made her even hornier.

Eren let out a deep, primal groan and thrust into her one final time with all his strength. His cock pulsed violently as he released another massive load of hot cum directly into her unprotected womb. She could feel it overflowing out around his shaft as he kept fucking her through his orgasm.

The feeling of his hot cum filling her up sent Y/N over the edge. She screamed out his name as her own orgasm hit her hard and fast. Her pussy clamped down on his still-hard cock as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. Eren kept thrusting slowly through her orgasm.

Making sure to push every last drop of his cum deeper into her. He could feel her inner walls pulsing and milking his cock, trying to suck out every bit of sperm. Her breasts bounced wildly with each thrust, her nipples hard and sensitive.

"Fuck...fuck...fuck..." Eren panted, his forehead resting against hers. His hips moved on their own, still gently humping against her even though he was already completely empty. He loved the feeling of his thick, sticky cum mixed with her wetness inside her pussy.

Eren slowly pulled out of her, his thick, white cum immediately starting to leak out and form a messy cream pie between her spread legs. He moved down the bed to watch as more and more of their mixed juices trickled out of her stretched-open hole. "Look at that mess we made,"

Y/N immediately started whining and begging, her hands reaching back to grab his hips. "Eren... please... I need more... I'm not done yet..." She pushed her cum-filled pussy back against him, desperate for him to slide back inside her. "Please baby..."

"Damn..." Eren growled softly as her messy, well-fucked pussy rubbed against his thighs, making his Semi-hard shaft throb again. He spanked one of her ass cheeks softly and watched as more of his previous load leaked out. "You serious? You want more?" His tip nudged her entrance.

"Yes! I'm serious!" She moaned desperately, pushing her ass back harder against his cock. "I need you inside me again...even if you're not hard yet... just put it in..." Her pussy was throbbing and dripping with cum. The sight was driving him crazy.

"Fuck it..." Eren muttered, grabbing his Semi-hard length and pressing it against her messy slit. He pushed inside slowly, his thick head popping past her swollen lips. "Shit...you're still so fucking wet..." He slid deeper, his shaft getting harder by the second.

"Mmph!" Y/N gasped as his length filled her up again. She felt every inch, every vein of his growing cock as it pushed deeper inside her cum-soaked pussy. Her inner walls were coated with his previous releases, making him slide in even easier despite the slight soreness. "Harder..."

Eren grabbed her hips firmly and snapped his hips forward, burying himself completely inside her with one deep thrust. "Like that?" He groaned, pulling back and slapping into her again. His Semi-hard length was quickly becoming rock hard again from the intense sensation of her sticky pussy.

"Yes! Just like that!" Y/N cried out, her hands gripping the sheets tightly as he began to pound into her again. The sound of their skin slapping together echoed through the room, mixed with their loud, passionate moans. "Oh god, I needed this..."

As Eren fucked her hard and deep from behind, Y/N suddenly reached back and grabbed a handful of his messy hair, pulling his head down towards hers for a passionate kiss. Their lips crashed together messily as he continued to hammer into her soaked pussy from behind. Their tongues tangled intensely.

Eren's thrusts became more passionate and intense as they made out, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he pulled her back onto his cock. The angle was deep and perfect, making Y/N see stars with every snap of his hips.

Their kiss was sloppy and aggressive, filled with moans and heavy breathing. Y/N loved making out like this while getting fucked from behind - it made her feel so dirty and wanted. Suddenly Eren bit her bottom lip gently and moaned into her mouth.

"Fuck, I'm close again..." Eren growled against her lips, his thrusts becoming erratic and faster. One hand left her hip to grab her breast roughly through their tangled bodies while still kissing deeply. His cock was rock hard again inside her wet pussy. Suddenly... "Wait-"

"Mmmph!" Y/N moaned loudly as their bodies slapped together again. She realized he hadn't pulled out to change angles or slow down like he usually did when he was close. He was going to finish inside her like this. "You-" She tried to say, but his tongue pushed past her lips again. "Mmph!"

"Shh..." Eren whispered against her lips, his hips moving faster and deeper. He was going to cum inside her again without pulling out. His hand squeezed her breast hard as he kissed her aggressively, swallowing her moans.

"Shh..." Eren whispered against her lips, his hips moving faster and deeper. He was going to cum inside her again without pulling out. His hand squeezed her breast hard as he kissed her aggressively, swallowing her moans.

"Unnhh!" Y/N threw her head back and moaned loudly as his deep, fast thrusts suddenly made her orgasm out of nowhere. She squirted hard, covering the sheets beneath them with cum. Her inner muscles tightened down hard around his length, milking him like they needed his sperm. "Mmph!"

"Holy shit..." Eren grunted softly, feeling her tight pussy spasm and squirt around his length again. He knew he wouldn't last much longer. He grabbed her hips harder and spread her legs wider apart, going even deeper and hitting her womb with every thrust. He loved making her squirt.

"Fuck fuck fuck..." Eren muttered desperately against her lips, his thick cock throbbing inside her wet, cumming pussy. She was squirting all over his shaft and balls, making everything messy and soaked. He couldn't hold back anymore. "I'm gonna cum!"

"Mmphhh!" Eren moaned loudly, his hot sperm bursting out of the tip of his dick and splattering deep inside her wet pussy. His big balls tightened and unloaded again and again, pumping her full of his thick, creamy cum. "Nngh!"

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Eren's body shook violently as he came harder than ever before, his cock pulsing non-stop inside her. He filled her completely, his cum leaking out around his still-hard length. Suddenly, he had an idea... "Wait..." He pulled out slightly...

"Mhmm..." Y/N moaned softly, her legs spread wide and her body covered in sweat and semen. She felt him pull back almost all the way out, leaving just the tip inside her pussy hole. She wiggled back slightly, "Mmmph?" Then she felt it - "Oh my god..."

Eren suddenly grabbed her hips and slammed back inside her hard and deep, pushing his entire length and balls back into her cum-filled pussy. But this time, he didn't stop moving. He started fucking her aggressively again, his cock stirring up the mess of his own semen inside her.

"Ahhh fuck!" Y/N cried out loudly as Eren brutally hammered his cock into her soaked pussy, mixing his cum with her juices aggressively. His balls slapped loudly against her ass with each brutal thrust. "Shit shit SHIT!" He was getting hard again already inside her.

"Fuck yeah..." Eren groaned darkly, loving the way his cock felt as it got harder inside her. He pulled out almost all the way again, watching as thick ropes of his semen leaked out around his head.

"Mmm..." Y/N spread her legs wider invitingly, watching him intently. His thick length was covered in their combined releases - her squirting juices and his hot sperm. He was semi-hard again already, his body primed to breed. He saw her watching and - "Ugh!" He snapped his hips forward again.

"Oh god!" Y/N moaned loudly as he buried himself deep inside her again. His thick shaft stretched her open as he started fucking her hard and fast once more, making a wet, squelching noise with each thrust as their mixed juices were stirred up inside her pussy. "Eren!" She reached back to grab his arm.

"Fuck fuck FUCK!" Eren's cock swelled up again rapidly inside her, getting rock hard as he pounded her relentlessly. His balls slapped against her ass cheeks loudly while thick ropes of his cum started leaking out around his shaft again due to the intense pressure building inside him once more...

"MMPHHH!" Y/N screamed into the pillow, her legs shaking violently as she squirted hard again, drenching the sheets beneath her. Eren's thick cock exploded inside her a

fourth time, pumping her full of hot, sticky sperm.

Eren kept coming inside her, his cock pulsing and jerking as it released stream after stream of thick cum directly into her spasming pussy. Y/N's entire body convulsed with pleasure, overwhelmed by the intense orgasm and the feeling of being utterly filled by his seed. "Ahhh fuck... fuck..."

Eren kept coming inside her, his cock pulsing and jerking as it released stream after stream of thick cum directly into her spasming pussy. Y/N's entire body convulsed with pleasure, overwhelmed by the intense orgasm and the feeling of being utterly filled by his seed. "Ahhh fuck... fuck..."

"Holy shit..." Eren panted heavily against her back, his hips still moving slowly despite being completely spent. His softening cock was buried deep inside her, leaking cum into her womb.

Eren gently pulled out of her, his length slipping out slowly with a wet plop. They both watched as a thick, creamy mixture of their combined releases spilled out of her gaping hole and onto the soiled sheets below - a perfect, messy creampie. "Fuck..." He breathed out, looking at his handiwork.

Y/N lay on her stomach, Eren watching the semen slowly leak out of her well-fucked pussy. She was incredibly sensitive, her inner thighs sticky with their mixed releases. Her womb felt full and heavy, like his seed might actually take. She spread her legs slightly, Eren watching more cream spill out.

Eren knelt behind her, watching in pure satisfaction as his thick, milky semen continued to drip from her puffy, pink hole.

"Mmm..." Eren gently patted her ass before carefully turning her over onto her back. Her pussy was still leaking steadily onto the sheets. He noticed how sensitive she was and didn't try to touch her directly there.

Instead, he cleaned her up with a warm cloth, gently wiping away the semen from her inner thighs and stomach. He then pulled the soiled sheets off the bed and replaced them with clean ones before scooping her up and placing her gently on the fresh sheets. He laid down beside her and pulled her into his arms. "You okay?"

Y/N nodded softly, snuggling into his chest. "Mhm," she murmured, feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm still pulsing through her body. Eren kissed the top of her head gently, running his hands through her hair.

"Too sensitive?" he asked softly, noticing how she flinched slightly when he ran his fingers through her hair. She nodded again, biting her lip. Eren just held her tighter, wrapping his strong arms around her protectively. "Want a bath?" he offered. "Warm water might help."

Y/N nodded, feeling the sticky mess between her legs and the remnants of his cum on her thighs. Eren helped her up gently, leading her to the bathroom. He ran a hot bath for her, making sure the water was just right before helping her step in.

The dorm was quiet except for the faint hum of the heater and the soft scrape of her plate when she set it down. Fresh sheets rustled beneath them; the smell of clean cotton still clung to the air.

Y/N sat cross-legged on the bed, swallowed up in one of Eren’s shirts that hung halfway down her thighs. Her hair was damp, curling at the ends from the quick shower they’d shared, and she was working her way through a grilled cheese like it was the best meal she’d ever had.

Across from her, Eren leaned back against the headboard, gray sweatpants sitting low on his hips, a towel draped around his shoulders. His hair was wet too, dripping in little streaks down his chest as he watched her with that lazy, content expression he only ever got when it was just the two of them.

“You’re staring,” she mumbled around a bite, not bothering to look up.

“Yeah,” he said simply, grinning when she glanced over. “You’re cute when you eat like that.”

She rolled her eyes, but her cheeks warmed anyway. “You’re just saying that because I made you dinner.”

“Dinner?” He tilted his head. “You burned the first sandwich and called it ‘practice.’”

“It was character development.”

He laughed, that quiet, breathy kind of laugh that always made her smile. After a moment, he reached over, tugging gently on the sleeve of his shirt hanging off her shoulder. “You look better in that than I ever did.”

Y/N smiled down at the half-eaten sandwich, a little shy but soft around the edges. “Yeah, well… I’m keeping it now.”

“Figured.” He leaned closer, brushing a damp strand of hair away from her face before pressing a quick kiss to her temple.

୨⎯ series ⎯୧

PT. 1 Levi Ackerman

PT. 2 Eren Yeager

PT. 3 Armin Arlert

PT. 4 Jean Kirstein

PT. 5 Connie Springer

PT. 6 Porco Galliard

[NOTE]

-I was watching SATC and this came to me. Basically the premise is making a sex tape w/ AOT boys. I'm making this into a mini series, one for each boy, so six one shots or short stories. Enjoy!!

(Sex, Filming sex, dirty talk, porno)

⋆˚࿔ Armin. A 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

With her backpack slung over one shoulder, Y/N walked up to the door on Armin's dorm room and gently knocked.

Within a few seconds, the door opened to reveal Armin, his golden locks slightly tousled and a small smile on his face. He looked a little tired, but his expression lit up when he saw Y/N.

"Hey," he said softly. "You made it.”

Y/N smiled back, feeling a flutter of excitement in her stomach. "Of course, I said I would come over, right?" She replied, stepping into the room.

She pressed a small quick kiss to his lips and set her backpack down on the floor beside the door and looked around. Armin's dorm was neat and tidy, just like she expected.

"Sorry for the mess," Armin apologized, running a hand through his hair. "I wasn't expecting anyone to come over today."

Y/N laughed softly. "You call this mess?" She teased, playfully ruffling his hair. "I've seen your dorm before, remember? It's a lot cleaner than last time."

She settled onto his bed and watched as he sat down in his desk chair. He swiveled back and forth, looking a bit nervous, which made Y/N raise an eyebrow in question.

"So, what do you want to do today?" She asked, resting her head on her hand.

Armin's room at least, Armin laughed nervously, his fingers tapping anxiously on the armrest of his chair. "Well, I was actually hoping we could...study together?" he suggested, though it came out more like a question.

Y/N raised an eyebrow, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "Study? Really?" She asked, her tone teasing. "Your text was kind of...suggestive?"

Armin's ears reddened slightly, his eyes flicking downwards shyly. "W-well, I did say we should 'review' the notes together, didn't I?" He murmured, his voice dropping lower. "And I did ask you to come over 'right away', remember?"

"Mhm," Y/N hummed, suppressing a smile. "Your messages also said..." She hummed and pointed at her phone. "I always wondered how it'd be like to fuck Y/N on camera."

Armin's face flushed a deeper shade of red as his eyes widened as he shrieked and grabbed her phone. "That—that was a private text meant for Eren!" He panicked.

Y/N laughed as Armin fumbled with her phone, nearly dropping it in his flustered state. "Too bad for you, I noticed that little slip-up," she smiled and leaned back on the bed, her legs slightly spreading, she was wearing a black mini skirt and white long sleeve, her pantie strings sitting on her waist.

Armin's gaze drifted downwards, taking in the sight of Y/N's spread legs and the black lacy underwear peeking out from under her skirt. He swallowed hard, his throat bobbing. "Y/N, you're not helping,"

He swallowed and looked at her.

"You're asking for it," he accused, his voice hoarse as he set her phone down on the bed beside her. He slowly stood up, his hands balling into fists at his sides to stop himself from reaching out and pulling her into his lap. "You always wear skirts like this?"

Y/N bit her lip, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Only when I know you'll be around," she admitted, shifting slightly on the bed to give him a better view. She knew exactly what she was doing and enjoyed seeing him squirm. "So...you actually wanna make a sex tape?" She asked softly.

Armin shook his head, trying to be a bit more serious and less timid. He stood up and walked over, sitting next to her and brushed her hair behind her ear. He pressed a sweet kiss to her lips and then her cheek. "It's up to you, sweet girl."

Armin gazed into Y/N's eyes, his own filled with a tender affection mixed with playful mischief. He whispered teasingly against her ear.

Y/N pressed her lips together, shifting slightly as she took a breath. "You know what?" He murmured, his hand sliding down her arm. "If you really want to make that sex tape... I'd actually be down." He swallowed hard, his face inches from hers. "But only if it's just for us. No sharing."

Y/N's breath hitched, her heart racing at Armin's words. She felt a rush of excitement and a bit of nervousness. "Really?" She asked softly, her eyes searching his. She bit her lip, considering the idea. "Just for us, you promise?"

Armin nodded solemnly, his golden eyes holding hers with unwavering sincerity. "Cross my heart," he murmured, making an X over his chest. His voice dropped to a low, intimate whisper. "Besides, who else would want to see my awkward, clumsy love-making skills?"

Y/N giggled, shaking her head with a smile. "Shut up, you're not awkward," she defended, her hands moving to his waist. She looked up at him through her lashes. "Your penis is huge and you make me cum over 5 times every time."

Armin's cheeks flushed a deep red, and he let out a soft laugh, his eyes sparkling with amusement and arousal. "Well, when you put it that way..." he murmured, his hands moving to her hips. He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.

After, it was decided Armin set up his phone camera on his tripod that faced his bed, Y/N played with the edge of her skirt as she sat on the edge of his bed. "You're not camera shy, are you Pretty?" He asked her with a smile.

Y/N shook her head, tossing her hair mischievously as she leaned back on her elbows, her skirt riding up slightly. "Hell no. You've seen my photos I've posted."

Armin chuckled, his eyes roaming over her body appreciatively. "True," he admitted, his voice low and husky. He walked over to the bed, standing in front of her. "But this is different. You'll be naked and moaning my name." He smirked playfully.

Y/N's face flushed at his words, but she maintained her confident demeanor, a small smile playing on her lips. "Is that supposed to make me shy?" She challenged, slowly standing up and reaching for the hem of her skirt. "Because if anything, it's making me... wet."

Armin's eyes darkened with desire, his breath hitching as he watched Y/N slowly pulled her skirt off her hips and let it fall to the floor. He swallowed hard, trying to keep his composure. "You know what you do to me." he murmured, his voice thick with lust.

Armin carefully pushed Y/N back onto the bed, making her laugh softly. Her legs spread slightly apart as if on instinct. He took a moment to appreciate her body. He kneeled on the bed and unbuttoned his shirt, pulling it off and throwing it to the side as he worked on unbuttoning her shirt.

His fingers trembled slightly as he unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her lacy bra underneath. He pushed the shirt off her shoulders and tossed it aside. He could feel the camera watching their every move, but it only seemed to make him bolder. He reached behind her back to unhook her bra.

Armin successfully unhooked her bra and tossed it away. His breath caught at the sight of her breasts, and without hesitation, he leaned down, taking one nipple into his mouth. He suckled gently at first before applying more pressure, swirling his tongue around the hardening bud.

Y/N moaned softly, arching her back to push her chest further into his face. Armin moved to the other tit, giving it equal attention. His large hands cupped her mounds, squeezing them together so he could switch between sucking and biting both peaks.

He could feel the camera capturing every movement, every sound. He looked up, his blue eyes locked with the lens as he sucked on her breast. He wanted the video to capture every detail, every expression on his face as he worshipped her chest.

Armin released her nipple with a wet pop, a mischievous grin spreading across his face as he noticed her eyes fluttering closed in pleasure. He licked his lips deliberately, knowing the camera would catch the erotic gesture. "Like that, Pretty?" he murmured, his voice dripping with lust.

Y/N moaned softly, her fingers carding through his hair to pull him closer. "More..." she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. She looked down at Armin's face buried between her breasts, his blue eyes looking up at her through the camera lens. "Armin..."

Armin groaned softly at her kittenish moan. He kissed each breast one last time before moving down her body. He pressed a kiss to the bow on her panties, grabbing the hem of them and peeling them off slowly.

Armin spread her legs wide, his eyes locked with the camera as he buried his face between her thighs. He inhaled her scent deeply before diving in, his tongue parting her folds and licking up her center. He moaned against her pussy, the vibrations sending shivers through Y/N's body.

Y/N threw her head back with a sharp gasp, her hands fisting in the sheets as Armin's skilled tongue explored her most intimate places. "Oh fuck..." she moaned loudly, grinding her hips against his face, seeking more friction.

Armin gripped her hips, pulling her down as he pressed his face deeper into her pussy. He spread her lips apart with his thumbs, exposing her clit to the cool air and camera lens. He wrapped his lips around it and sucked hard, his tongue flicking over the sensitive nub.

Y/N's moans grew louder and more desperate, her body writhing under his expert touch. Armin could feel her juices coating his chin, and he lapped them up eagerly, never breaking eye contact with the camera. He slipped two fingers inside her, curling them to hit that sweet spot deep within.

"You're so fucking wet..." he murmured against her pussy, his lips vibrating against her sensitive flesh. "Does my Pretty like having the camera watch while I eat her out?" He slid a third finger inside her, stretching her. "Look how your pussy grips my fingers..."

"Fuck, yes..." Y/N whimpered, her hands covering her face in embarrassment and ecstasy as she listened to Armin's dirty talk. She looked down, seeing the camera capturing everything - Armin's face buried between her legs, his fingers fucking her slowly, her pussy stretching around him.

She spread her legs wider, unashamedly grinding her pussy against Armin's fingers and mouth. "God..." she panted, "Your mouth...Your fingers..." She threw her head back again, breasts bouncing slightly with her movements. "You talk so dirty..."

Armin chuckled darkly against her pussy, the sound sending vibrations through her clit. "You like that, don't you? Knowing the camera's catching every filthy word I say while I devour this sweet pussy?" He added a fourth finger, stretching her wide.

"Look at how open you are for me, Pretty. My fingers are practically disappearing inside you." He twisted his wrist, his thumb pressing against her clit as he finger-fucked her. "I bet you're so close, aren't you? So close to coming all over my face and hand."

"Armin! Oh my god—oh my god! oh my god, yes, yes, yes!" Y/N screamed, her entire body convulsing as she came hard on Armin's face and fingers. She was completely soaked, her pussy gushing all over the bed and camera lens. "Shit, shit, shit!" she cried out, her hands gripping the sheets tightly.

Armin lapped up her release hungrily, his fingers still buried deep inside her convulsing channel. He looked up at the camera, his face glistening with her juices. "She always makes such a mess when she comes," he murmured, his voice muffled against her sensitive flesh.

He slowly removed his fingers from her, spreading her legs wider to expose her swollen, gaping folds to the camera. "Look how stretched out she is," he said, circling her quivering entrance with his thumb. "She always takes my fingers so well..."

With shaking hands, Y/N tried to close her legs, feeling overly sensitive and exposed. "Holy-" she breathed out, looking down at Armin's satisfied face between her thighs. Seeing him there, seeing the camera so close, made her flush deeply. "That was... too much..." she whimpered softly.

Armin grabbed a condom from the nightstand drawer, tearing the packet open with his teeth. He looked at the camera, slowly unbuckling his belt and pushing his jeans down. His hard, thick length sprung free and he grabbed his cock and stroked it a few times. Armin looked at the condom and suddenly smiled, putting it aside for the moment.

Y/N watched as Armin teased her, stroking himself right in front of her flushed face. Her breath hitched seeing his impressive size. "Wait..." she breathed out, biting her lip. "Don't you need a condom?" Her eyes darted to the wrapper lying forgotten on the bed.

Armin leaned over her, his body pressing against hers as he kissed her softly on the lips. "Not yet, baby," he murmured against her mouth, his cock still hard and throbbing between them. He could feel her soft breasts pressed against his chest, her nipples hardening with each gentle kiss.

His kisses grew deeper and more insistent, his hands roaming her curves possessively. He broke the kiss to whisper, "Spread your legs, pretty girl." He nuzzled her neck, inhaling her scent deeply. "I need to be closer, just for a little..."

Y/N's legs fell open, inviting him closer. Armin settled himself between her thighs, his hot, bare length resting against her slick, quivering folds. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her flush against him. "Look at the camera,"

Y/N looked up at the camera, her cheeks flushed, lips swollen from kisses. Armin held her chin steady, making sure she was in frame. "See how pretty and wet she is?" He asked the camera, grinding his hips slightly, sliding his hard length against her. "No condom yet.”

"She's so soft and wet, it'd be a damn shame to cover my dick right now." He kissed her forehead gently, continuing to grind against her. "I'm just gonna enjoy her bare pussy for a bit, let her soak my dick good." He smiled at the camera.

Y/N arched her back, a soft moan escaping her lips as Armin's impressive length slid against her slick folds. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the camera, feeling a thrill at being so intimately displayed. "Armin..." she breathed, squeezing her thighs around his hips.

"Shh, baby. Just feel me." He captured her mouth in a deep kiss, his hips moving slowly against her. The head of his cock caught on her clit with each pass, making her gasp into his mouth. He was being careful, not daring pushing inside.

His hands slid down to grip her thighs, spreading them wider apart. He started moving faster, his length sliding up and down her wet folds with increasing speed. The camera captured the obscene sounds - wet squelching noises as he dry humped her pussy.

Y/N's breath hitched as the sensation built, her hips moving in sync with Armin's thrusts. She could feel every inch of his hard length rubbing against her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her body. "Oh god," she moaned softly, her eyes locked onto the camera.

"Look how good she takes it," he praised to the camera, his voice strained. "No condom and she's already so close." He suddenly stopped moving, his tip pressing right against her entrance. He held himself there, teasing her with just the head.

"Should I push in a little?" He asked the camera, his fingers digging into her thighs possessively. "Just the tip? Or should I keep rubbing against her like this?" He looked down at Y/N, panting and whimpering underneath him. "She looks so pretty like this..."

Y/N's eyes fluttered, her breath coming in short gasps. "Armin... please," she whimpered, her hips lifting slightly to press against him. She knew the camera was capturing every moment, every intimate detail, and it only heightened her arousal. "Just the tip."

Armin grinned at the camera, slowly pushing just the tip of his thick head inside Y/N. He held himself there, letting her feel his size stretching her open slightly. "There you go, baby," he cooed, his voice low and husky.

"Look at how perfectly your pretty pussy is taking my dick," he whispered, slowly pulling back slightly before pushing in another inch. "Just the tip," he reminded himself more than her, gritting his teeth at how tight she felt even with just the head inside. "Fuck, squeezing me so good..."

Y/N moaned softly, her hands gripping the sheets as she felt Armin's thick tip stretch her open. She could feel every vein, every ridge pressing against her sensitive walls. "Armin... it's so big... just the tip..." she whimpered, her legs spreading wider involuntarily.

Armin slowly pulled back, his rock-hard length sliding out of Y/N with a wet pop. "Alright, time for a condom," he announced to the camera, grabbing the discarded wrapper. In one fluid motion, he pulled it out the foil wrapper and rolled the latex sheath onto his throbbing cock.

Y/N watched with heavy-lidded eyes as Armin sheathed himself with the condom. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her heart racing with anticipation. "Hurry..." she breathed out, lifting her hips invitingly. The brief separation had only served to make her want him more.

"Come here," he said softly, laying down on his back and pulling her to straddle his hips. His hands gripped her waist firmly but gently, positioning her directly over his sheathed cock. "Ride me, pretty girl." he encouraged her gently.

Armin grabbed the phone, pointing it towards Y/N as she began to slowly lower herself onto his thick length. "Fuck, look at this," he groaned, the camera capturing the perfect angle as her  pussy slowly swallowed his covered dick.

"Mm, just like that," he praised, his fingers digging into her hips as she took him deeper. The phone shook slightly in his hand as she began to move, riding him with a slow, sensual rhythm.

Y/N's hips rolled and swayed, her body taking over as she rode him with increasing confidence. She could feel every inch of him sliding in and out, the condom doing little to dull the sensation. She moaned softly, her head falling back as she moved faster.

"Doing so good, pretty baby." Armin groaned, zooming in with the camera to focus on where they were joined. Y/N's pussy lips clenched around him with each lift and drop of her hips, creating an enticing show.

"Armin, you're so deep like this," Y/N gasped, her hands braced on his chest for leverage. The camera captured her bouncing breasts, her flushed face, and the wet sounds of their bodies slapping together. Armin's free hand reached up to squeeze one of her breasts.

"You like that, don't you? You love riding my dick," Armin growled, his thumb brushing over her hard nipple. He zoomed out a bit, panning up to her face, then back down to their connection, before focusing on her again. "Look at the camera, Y/N."

Y/N bit her lip, her eyes flicking to the camera as she continued to ride him. She looked at the camera as it was watching her fuck Armin right now. The thought only spurred her on, making her grind her hips in a circle as she took him even deeper.

Armin's breath hitched as Y/N ground against him, the intense stimulation making his cock throb inside her. "Fuck, that's it," he groaned, adjusting the camera angle to highlight her clit rubbing against him with each twist of her hips.

"You're gonna make me cum if you keep doing that," Armin warned, his grip on the phone tightening. His other hand moved to her hip, pressing her down onto him as he thrust up to meet her movements. The camera shook slightly with the force of their lovemaking.

Y/N's face contorted with pleasure as she felt Armin getting closer, but she could tell he was trying to hold back. She could see it in his gritted teeth and the way he was white-knuckling the phone. She needed to change something to keep him on edge.

Y/N slowed down her movements, lifting her hips almost all the way up before hovering just above him. She kept her pussy lips spread open with her fingers, revealing his thick, wet shaft coated with her juices. "Not yet," she whined. "Wanna keep feeling you, 'Min."

Armin's face was red, his forehead sweaty as he fought to hold back his impending orgasm. "You're playing dirty," he hissed, the camera lingering on her fingers spreading her pouty lips apart. He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down. "Keep going like that."

Y/N started moving again, but this time slower and shallower. She was basically just teasing the head of his cock with her entrance, making him feel every inch as she barely took him in before pulling back out. The camera captured her face - biting her lip, eyes half-lidded with pleasure.

Armin's breathing became more ragged as she continued her slow tease. He was desperate to feel her heat enveloping him again, but she kept him right on the edge. He shifted the camera to focus on their hips, showing him slipping in and out of her glistening pussy. "Fuck..."

Armin's control was hanging by a thread. His hands tightened around the phone and her hip as he watched her torturously slow movements. The camera angle switched between her face - flushed and biting her lip - and their connection, where only the tip of his cock was buried inside her.

"Baby, please," Armin begged, his voice strained. "Stop playing around and sit on my dick already." He thrust his hips upward, trying to push deeper, but Y/N lifted up just in time to prevent him from slipping in further. "Fuck, fuck, fuck."

Y/N smiles softly down at Armin, enjoying the power she has over him. She loves seeing him so desperate and needy. She leans down, pressing her chest against his, her hard nipples dragging along his skin. "You'll be nice to me?"

"Yes, I'll be nice to you," he rasps, one hand moving to cup her face while the other keeps the phone recording. "I'll do anything you want, just please... fuck me properly." His hips buck slightly underneath her, frustrated but trying to stay sweet.

Y/N nodded, her eyes sparkling with amusement and desire. She sits up slowly, taking Armin's entire length inside her in one smooth motion. The camera captures the moment perfectly - his face contorting with pleasure, his hands gripping her tightly as she starts riding him again.

"God damn," Armin mutters, adjusting the camera angle to watch her tits bounce as she picks up the pace. He realizes she's smarter than he thought - she knew exactly how to keep him hard without making him come. He watches her intently, his mind filled with dirty thoughts again.

"You're so gorgeous." Armin breathes out, his hands reaching up to squeeze her bouncing tits. The camera zooms in on her face, which is now twisted in pure bliss. She's really enjoying riding him like this, her nails digging into his chest.

"And you feel incredible," Armin adds, his hands moving to her hips to guide her movements. The camera pans out to show their entire bodies connected, his thick dick stretching her small pussy open. "Fuck, look at how good you take my dick." He groans, biting his lip.

Y/N moans softly, her hips rolling in a rhythmic motion as she rides him harder. She leans back slightly, giving Armin a perfect view of her bouncing breasts and the place where their bodies are joined. She knows exactly what she's doing, using the camera to capture every sexy detail.

"Holy shit..." Armin almost drops the phone but catches it just in time, zooming in on how his cock disappears inside her. The way she's leaning back exposes more of her perfect body - he can see her swollen clit rubbing against him with each thrust. "Oh my god, Y/N, Oh—my god—"

His words turn into incoherent moans as she suddenly leans forward again, capturing his mouth in a messy kiss while still riding him vigorously. The camera shakes from his trembling hands, capturing the intense kiss and the wet sounds of their bodies slapping together. He's completely lost in the moment, desperate and needy.

"Mmph!" Armin mumbles against her lips, the phone tilting wildly as their tongues dance. He wraps his arms around her, holding her close as she continues to bounce on his dick. The camera briefly captures their intertwined legs and his balls being smacked by her movements before focusing back on their faces, both flushed and kissing deeply.

"Damn, baby," Armin grunts, pulling slightly away to watch her tits slap against his chest. He realizes she's unknowingly giving one hell of a show - the camera captures her waist, round hips, and toned stomach contracting with each thrust. He suddenly has a dirty thought. "Baby?”

"Yeah?" Y/N responds breathlessly, her eyes glazed over with pleasure as she continues to ride him. She's so focused on her own sensation that she doesn't notice Armin's sly smile and the way he's repositioning the camera.

"Let me try something," he says softly, his hands gently guiding her hips. He moves the camera to capture a specific angle, one that he knows will look incredibly explicit.

He slowly lifts his hips, keeping his eyes locked with hers as he starts to thrust upwards at a different angle. The camera captures the moment perfectly - his dick hitting a spot inside her that makes her eyes roll back and her mouth drop open in a silent 'O'. "There it is,"

"Ah! Armin!" Y/N gasps as he hits that perfect spot over and over. She knows the camera is probably getting some seriously dirty footage right now - his dick disappearing into her pussy from this angle looks absolutely filthy.

Armin grins, knowing exactly what he's doing. He keeps thrusting upwards, hitting that spot relentlessly. The camera captures every detail - the way her pussy lips stretch around his cock, the way her juices coat him, making everything slick and wet.

"Fuck, Armin, it's so deep," Y/N moans loudly, her hands gripping his shoulders tightly. She feels so full, like he's touching her womb with every thrust. The camera shakes slightly with the force of their lovemaking, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the room.

"Does it feel good, baby?" Armin asks, his voice strained as he continues to pound into her at this incredible angle. The camera is right up close, capturing every single detail - the way his balls slap against her ass, the way her pussy stretches around his thick dick.

"Armin, right there... oh god..." She whispers breathlessly as he hits that spot perfectly every time. The camera captures tears streaming down her cheeks from the intense pleasure mixed with emotion. Armin kisses those tears away tenderly while still fucking her deeply from below.

"Yeah? Right there in that pussy, huh?" Armin teases quietly, knowing the camera is picking up every sound. He's not just fucking her anymore - he's putting on a show, giving the camera the dirtiest, most explicit angles possible.

"Baby, listen to yourself," Armin says with a smirk, knowing the camera is picking up every sound. He mimics her moans in a playful, exaggerated way. "Ohhhh, right there... ahhhh, so deep... Arminnnn!" He grins, making fun of how loud and desperate she sounds.

Y/N's face turns red with embarrassment and arousal at the same time. She knows he's doing it on purpose, trying to make the footage even dirtier. She bites her lip and moans louder, giving him what he wants. "Armin, stop... stop talking..."

Armin laughs softly, enjoying the way she's blushing and getting even wetter. He stops talking and instead focuses on the action, pounding into her from below with powerful thrusts.

Y/N's body tenses up, her hands gripping the sheets tightly as she gets closer to the edge. Her moans become more high pitched, more desperate. "Armin... I'm gonna... I'm gonna cum..." She whimpers, her body already starting to shake.

At her words, Armin's smirk softens into a genuine smile. He loves seeing her like this - desperate, needy, and completely fucking lost in the pleasure he's giving her. He reaches up to cup her cheek gently. "Come all over my dick then, honey."

Her back arches sharply as she gets even closer. Her moans fill the room - "Mmph! Ahh! Right there!" - She throws her head back, her breasts bouncing slightly. The camera zooms in close, capturing her pussy spread wide around his thick length, taking every inch like a good girl.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Y/N chants, her voice breaking as she finally reaches the point of no return. Her pussy squeezes around him like a vice, milking his dick for all it's worth as she cums harder than ever before.

"There you go, baby... Cum for me so pretty..." He guides her through her orgasm with gentle thrusts, kissing her deeply to swallow her moans. His own pleasure builds rapidly at the feeling of her pussy clenching around him. With a low groan, he stills inside her.

"I'm cumming... I'm cumming..." He whines against her lips, his cock pulsing as he fills her up the condom. The camera captures the moment perfectly - his face contorted in pleasure, her pussy clenching on his dick through their shared orgasm.

Still buried deep inside her, he slowly pulls out, causing both of them to whimper at the sensation. The camera focuses on the condom, now filled with their combined release. Armin turns to the camera with a satisfied smirk, then looks back at Y/N with soft affection.  "Baby..."

"That was... fuck, that was hot," Armin says quietly, pulling her down for a kiss. He knows they just created some seriously dirty porn footage. He pulls off the condom carefully, tying it off before setting it aside. "Let me see your pussy..." He hums and angles the camera down.

Y/N spreads her legs shyly, showing the camera her swollen, messy pussy. The camera zooms in close up, capturing every detail - her pink inner lips puffy and sensitive looking "Mmm, so pretty." He whispered and ran his fingers along her slit as the camera focused on it.

He gently spreads her folds apart, showing the camera her clit and the entrance to her pussy. "Look at that... all swollen and used." He comments softly, running his fingers through her wetness and showing it to the camera.

"Your pussy looks fucked out," Armin says with a satisfied grin, pulling his hand back slowly. He knows the camera got some serious close-ups of her messy slit. He leans down and kisses her deeply right above her used pussy, showing the camera the intimate moment.

*As Armin kisses her tenderly above her sensitive area, Y/N can feel the warmth spreading through her body again. She wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as she kisses him back deeply. The camera captures the soft moment perfectly—her swollen lips pressed against his. "I love you."

Armin smiles against her lips, his heart swelling with affection. He wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her closer. The camera captures the tender moment perfectly—the way he looks at her, the way he holds her. "I love you more." he whispers before kissing her again softly.

Armin sets the camera carefully on his desk, ensuring it's angled perfectly to capture their conversation. He turns back to Y/N, his expression a mix of satisfaction and curiosity. "So... what do you think?" he asks softly, running a hand through her hair.

"Was it too much?" He asks nervously, sitting beside her on the bed. "The way I talked dirty? The way I fucked you?" He swallows hard, waiting for her honest answer while the camera rolls silently in the background capturing their post-sex conversation.

Y/N giggles softly, leaning into his touch. She wraps her arms around his waist and looks up at him with a teasing smile. "Too much? Are you kidding? You were perfect, Armin." She leans up to kiss his cheek playfully. "I loved every filthy word and every thrust."

"Mm, good." He chuckles softly, his shoulders relaxing. "I can't believe I said some of those things." He dead panned, his eyes flicking to the camera then back to her.

Y/N laughs, nudging him gently with her shoulder. "Yeah, dude, you were giving me some whiplash."

Armin laughs loudly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. He pulls her closer, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "I was trying to be sexy and dirty for you." He admits softly."

Y/N grins, her heart fluttering at his sweet confession. "Well, mission accomplished. You were incredibly sexy and dirty." She leans up to kiss him softly on the lips. She sat up straight and grabbed the phone, pointing it towards them. "Okay, say bye to the camera."

"Bye camera," Armin laughs softly, waving at the lens like an idiot. He watches as Y/N lowers the phone slightly, capturing her bare chest and then turning the recording off. He grins slowly. "You know what just occurred to me?" He asks suddenly.

"Yeah?" Y/N asks softly, snuggling into his side as they settle under the blankets. Armin sitting up to grab some water for her.

"I have popsicles in the fridge." He says, smiling as he hands her a glass of water.

Y/N's eyes light up with excitement. "Really?!" She asks, sitting up quickly, the blanket pooling around her waist. "Go get them! Hurry!" She demands playfully, patting the bed beside her. "We can eat them in bed!"

Armin chuckles, quickly setting the water down and rushing to the fridge. He grabs a few popsicles - one strawberry for her, and one chocolate for him. He rushes back to the bedroom, finding Y/N still sitting up in bed, waiting eagerly with a playful smile on her face.

"Here," He hums softly, handing her the strawberry popsicle. Y/N takes it gratefully and starts eating her popsicle. "Mm, so let me finish telling you that story I was telling you on the phone." Y/N says.

"Yeah, totally." Armin nods, sitting cross-legged on the bed beside her as he unwrapping his chocolate popsicle. He takes a bite, enjoying the cool sweetness as he leans back against the pillows. "So, finish telling me about your crazy day." He encourages.

Y/N launches into her story, animatedly gesturing with her popsicle stick as she recounts the absurd events of her day. Armin listens attentively, occasionally laughing or shaking his head in disbelief.

KINKTOBER day 2:

Levi Ackerman

KINKTOBER MASTER LIST HERE

[NOTE]

-Hi guys day two is done! I’m still trying to catch up and do everything else but I’m committed! This one was really fun for me to do because I love Levi and age gaps…ANYWAYSSS, 3rd day out hopefully tonight. Love you!!!

!WARNINGS!

(Rough sex, age gap (reader is 19, Levi is 26), student-teacher, dirty talk, squirting, cum play)

The quiet of Levi’s apartment was jarring after the lively clamor of the faculty dinner. Laughter, clinking glasses, and Hanji’s relentless chatter still echoed faintly in Y/N’s mind, but here, the world seemed to press pause.

Levi shut the door behind them with a soft click, his eyes flicking briefly to the deep red of Y/N’s dress as she slipped out of her heels. The dress clung to her curves, the slit along her thigh glinting faintly under the low lighting as the thin gold chain she wore shifted with her movements.

“You didn’t have to come here,” he said, his voice even, though his gaze lingered longer than it should have. “Could’ve gone straight back to your dorm.”

Y/N tilted her head, a faint smile tugging at her lips. “And miss the chance to see Professor Ackerman in something other than a pressed button-up? No way.”

He gave her a flat look, but there was a ghost of amusement in his eyes. “Tch. Brat.”

The silence stretched for a beat too long, heavy but not uncomfortable. Y/N’s heart thrummed against her ribs as she moved further into his living room, trailing her fingers along the edge of the immaculate counter. Everything in his place was neat, precise—of course it was.

“You keep it exactly how I imagined,” she said softly, half to herself.

Levi leaned against the wall, crossing his arms, watching her with that sharp, unreadable gaze. “And how’s that?”

“Cold. Controlled. But… there’s something warm about it too. Like it’s yours.”

For a moment, he said nothing, and Y/N wondered if she’d overstepped. But then his eyes dropped—just briefly—down the line of her legs, to the chain glinting on her thigh before flicking back up, unreadable again.

“You shouldn’t wear something like that when you’re around me,” he said quietly, almost like a warning.

Y/N’s lips parted, her throat dry. “Why not?”

His jaw flexed, and he looked away, pushing off the wall to pour himself a glass of water. The sound of it filling the glass was louder than it should’ve been. “Because I’m not as disciplined as I look.”

The words hung between them, unspoken tension sharp enough to cut through the air. Y/N took a slow step closer, her pulse loud in her ears.

“Good thing,” she whispered, “neither am I.”

Levi set his glass down and pulled a bottle of wine from the small rack tucked neatly under the counter. He reached for a second glass, but his hand froze mid-air. His eyes flicked to Y/N, standing there barefoot in her burgundy dress, the faintest curve of a smile on her lips.

“Tch,” he muttered under his breath, setting the second glass back. “You’re nineteen.”

Y/N tilted her head, stepping closer with an exaggerated pout. “Oh, so you can do math.”

Levi shot her a sharp look, but the corner of his mouth almost betrayed him. “You’re still a kid.”

“Kid?” Y/N laughed softly, shaking her head. “I pay tuition, write Hanji’s endless reports, and spend my Friday nights listening to you argue with her about soil samples. That has to earn me, like… half a glass.”

Levi exhaled slowly, turning the bottle in his hand like it was a problem he couldn’t solve. He wasn’t used to anyone pushing past the walls he’d built, least of all some nineteen-year-old who looked at him like she saw something worth knowing beneath the pressed suits and gruff words.

“You’re persistent, I’ll give you that.” He slid the bottle back into its place, his tone firm. “But I’m not about to be the one who hands you your first hangover.”

Y/N grinned, leaning her elbows against the counter to watch him. “Then I guess I’ll settle for water. Very scandalous of us.”

He poured her a glass without another word, sliding it across to her. When her fingers brushed against his, he almost pulled back too quickly, but stopped himself.

“You don’t make this easy, do you?” he said quietly.

Y/N sipped the water with mock elegance, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “If I made it easy, you wouldn’t respect me. And I kind of like it when you do.”

Levi’s eyes narrowed slightly, his jaw tense, but there was a flicker of something else in his expression—something softer, more dangerous.

“Sweet and reckless,” he muttered, more to himself than to her.

Y/N tilted her head, her smile gentle now. “Or maybe just honest.”

He watched her, his expression unreadable. The soft lighting of his kitchen cast shadows across his face, making his eyes seem darker, more intense. He took a deep swallow of his water, his throat working slightly. "Honest,” he repeated slowly, testing the word.

Y/N set her glass down with a soft clink, her fingers drumming lightly on the countertop. She leaned in closer, elbows resting on the marble surface. Her voice was a low murmur,* "How old are you again sir?” she smiled.

She made a soft, thoughtful sound, leaning her chin into her palm as if mulling it over. “Mm. Old enough to grade my essays, but not old enough to be my dad.”

His jaw flexed, a dry scoff escaping him. “That’s your standard?”

“Relax.” Y/N’s eyes danced with humor, her tone light but affectionate. “I’m just saying… it’s not that scandalous. Besides,” she lowered her voice a touch, her gaze warm now, “you don’t feel like someone that far away from me.”

Levi let the silence stretch, studying her with a look so steady it made her heart skip. He wasn’t glaring—not exactly—but he wore the expression of a man carefully weighing something heavy.

“You’re nineteen,” he said again, quieter this time, as if reminding himself.

“And you’re twenty-six,” she countered gently. “Which means…” she let the thought hang, her smile softening, “we’re just two people who happen to like talking after dinner.”

Levi’s eyes held hers, his restraint a taut wire between them. He finally looked away, taking another drink of water, but his voice came out rougher than before.

“You’ve got a smart mouth, Y/N.”

She grinned, leaning back but never breaking eye contact. “You wouldn’t like me half as much if I didn’t.”

For the first time that night, his lips curved into something close to a real smile—small, fleeting, but there.

Levi’s faint smile had just barely touched his face when Y/N tilted her head, that mischievous gleam in her eyes returning.

“You know,” she said lightly, tracing the rim of her glass with her fingertip, “this isn’t the first time we’ve been alone together.”

His brows pulled together, wary. “What are you getting at?”

Y/N bit her lip, almost shy now despite the sparkle in her eyes. “The bar. Three months ago. You remember.”

Levi went utterly still. His hand froze halfway to setting his glass down, jaw tightening as if the weight of her words had locked his entire body in place.

“That—” his voice was low, clipped. “That was you.”

Y/N’s cheeks flushed, but her gaze didn’t waver. She nodded slowly. “You didn’t know I was a student then. I didn’t know you were a professor. Just… two strangers who had too much to drink and thought the other was…” her lips curved faintly, “…worth remembering.”

The silence was thick enough to choke on. Levi pushed his glass aside, leaning his hands on the counter, staring at her like she’d just dropped a grenade between them.

“Shit.” The word was sharp, but it carried no anger—just realization. He dragged a hand over his mouth. “I thought—fuck, I thought you were older. You—” He cut himself off, shutting his eyes for a beat.

Y/N, sweet even in her boldness, reached across the counter, her fingertips brushing against his sleeve. “You didn’t do anything wrong. Neither did I.”

He looked at her hand, then back at her face, eyes sharp but conflicted. “It was a mistake.”

“Was it?” Her voice was soft, genuine now. “Because I don’t regret it. Not then, and not now.”

Levi’s throat bobbed as he swallowed hard, every inch of him wound tight, like he was at war with himself.

“You’re nineteen,” he repeated again, but this time it sounded more like a prayer than a warning.

“And you’re twenty-six,” she echoed back with a gentle smile. “So tell me, does that erase what we already did? Or just make it harder for you to admit you want to do it again?”

Her words hung in the air, daring him, sweet and dangerous all at once.

Levi's eyes narrowed, his gaze locked onto hers with an intensity that made her heart race. He was silent for a long moment, the tension between them palpable. She could see the struggle in his eyes, the battle between his principles and his desires.

Without warning, Levi reached across the counter and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her close. His hand came up to grip the back of her neck as he crashed his mouth down on hers in a rough, claiming kiss. The age gap suddenly felt irrelevant. "Fuck." He muttered against her lips,

His kiss was aggressive, hungry—a release of three months of unspoken tension and unwarranted guilt. One hand tangled in her hair while the other pulled her flush against him. She tasted like whiskey and something uniquely her—something he'd been dreaming about without realizing it.

He broke the kiss only to trail open-mouthed kisses down her neck, his hands roaming over her curves possessively. "Bedroom. Now." He groaned, picking her up bridal style without breaking contact. She wrapped her legs around his waist, already kissing him back fiercely.

As he carried her to the bedroom, she could feel his hardness through his pants, making her whimper. Once inside, he laid her onto the bed gently - always the gentleman, even when losing control. "Condom?" He panted, already unbuckling himself.

"Okay," she breathed out, watching him move with an elegance that belied his rough handling of her moments ago. He pulled out a foil packet from his pocket, tearing it open with his teeth. As he rolled the condom on, she took in his body—toned, older.

His shoulders were broader than most men her age. His waist narrower. His abs cut like a god's. She bit her lip as she watched him prepare himself. He caught her looking and his jaw hardened. "Let’s get you undressed.”

She unzipped the back of her dress swiftly, letting it slide down. He unhooked her bra, tossing it next. His mouth was hot on her breasts as he pushed her down onto the bed, tugging off the rest of her dress. She shimmied out of it, kicking off her underwear herself. "Jesus,"

"You're perfect," he muttered, running his hands up her thighs. He spread her legs, settling between them without hesitation. His age showed in the way he touched her—confident, experienced. Two fingers slid inside her suddenly, making her gasp and arch her back.

"So wet," he murmured, adding a third finger. She whimpered, gripping the sheets as he curved his fingers inside her, finding that spot that made her see stars. His thumb circled her clit slowly, building her up. He kissed her deeply to swallow her moans.

Y/N gasped into his mouth, her legs spreading wider without her realizing it. His fingers were thick and skilled. He broke the kiss to trail open-mouthed kisses down her neck, his fingers still pumping in and out of her.

"You're going to take my cock so well," he murmured against her skin, adding a fourth finger. She cried out, her hips bucking uncontrollably. He removed his fingers abruptly, making her whimper at the loss. He positioned himself at her entrance instead, pressing slowly inside.

She was tight, younger. He knew that. He wrapped his arms around her thighs, lifting her legs up and back to go deeper. He broke through her barrier of innocence with a sharp thrust, making her cry out. He stilled, his jaw tightening as he realized what he'd taken.

"Fuck," he hissed under his breath. He knew it from the way she squeezed around him, the shocked look on her face, the sudden tightness that made his vision blur with pleasure. He pulled out slightly, then pushed back in gently. "Baby?"

Y/N panted and lied her head back on the pillow. “Holy shit…” she breathed out as he furrowed his brows. “It’s bigger than I remember.”

"Mm," He hummed, pulling back slightly to watch himself slide inside her easily. He was bigger than most guys her age. He remembered that she'd taken him like a champ that night at the bar. "You okay?" He pushed in deep again, hitting her cervix. She yelped softly.

"I'm fine," she hissed through clenched teeth, her nails digging into his arms. He started moving slowly, gently pushing past the initial discomfort. His hands roamed her body possessively as he made love to her—because that's what it felt like. Not fucking.

"Oh my god—" She moaned softly, spreading her legs wider. He felt each thrust go deeper. He was older, his hips more defined, knowing how to hit her spot perfectly. Her body responded instantly—soft breasts bouncing, inner thighs damp, back arching. "Levi," She whimpered. "You're still going slow."

*Slow? Fuck.He realized she was right. He'd been taking it easy on her, but she was clearly ready for more. He snapped his hips forward abruptly, going balls deep inside her with a loud smack. She cried out, her eyes rolling back. "Like that?"

"Mhm," She moaned loudly, gripping his hair. "Just like that." He picked up the pace, slamming into her harder. The bed shook with each thrust, the headboard banging against the wall. She was so fucking pretty, taking his dick like this.

He watched his dick disappear inside her over and over—red from how tight she was. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, her legs shaking around his waist. He leaned down to bite one of her nipples, making her scream. He wrapped her legs around his waist higher, going deeper.

"Levi!" She screamed as he bit down on her nipple, making her pussy clamp down on his dick. He groaned against her breast, sucking on the bite mark. His hips moved at a punishing pace now—driving into her relentlessly. The room filled with the sounds of their skin slapping together and their labored breaths.

He couldn't hold back anymore. He grabbed her thigh and lifted it up, changing the angle and hitting even deeper inside her. "Fucking hell," He groaned, his pace becoming animalistic. He was right on the edge, and he wanted her to come with him. "Baby, look at me,"

She locked eyes with him, panting heavily. His hand moved between them to rub her clit in fast circles. "Come for me," He commanded, pounding into her so hard the bed shook violently. One hand kept her thigh lifted high while the other played with her clit. "Now."

Her eyes rolled back as she came apart completely—her pussy clamping down on him like a vise, her back arching off the bed as she screamed his name. The feeling of her orgasming around him snapped his control—he buried himself deep and came hard inside the condom with a guttural groan.

Before she could even catch her breath, Levi had pulled out swiftly. Her mind didn’t register him taking the condom off and tossing it in the trash bin by his bed. She wasn’t really thinking at all, not when he rolled another condom on and grabbed her by the ankle, tugging her down and flipping her over. “Get on your hands and knees, Y/N.” He scoffed softly.

She blinked slowly at him, her face flushed and her body still trembling from the first orgasm. “Levi,” She whispered softly. “We just fucked. You came…”

“And I’m gonna cum again,” He replied gruffly, slapping her ass hard. “You’re going to cum again too.”

She yelped at the sudden contact and quickly scrambled onto her hands and knees, arching her back slightly. She looked over her shoulder at him with wide eyes, seeing him spread her ass cheeks roughly and spit right onto her hole. Her eyes widened even more. “Levi!” She squealed, trying to look away but staying in position.

He ignored her protests, using the spit to slick his fingers before pushing them inside her pussy abruptly. He was being rough now—no more gentle love-making. He wanted to fuck her like she was his dirty little secret again. He scissored his fingers inside her before replacing them with his cock abruptly.

He grabbed her hips and slammed into her hard, making her cry out. "You know what I love about this position?" He grunted, slapping her ass again. Her pussy was so wet and tight, it felt like heaven.

"I can hit your spot so easily like this..." He pulled out almost all the way and snapped his hips forward, hitting that perfect spot inside her that made her see stars. He did it again and again, using her body roughly against the bed.

"And I can spank this perfect little ass while I fuck you..." He accompanied each word with a sharp slap to her ass cheek, the sound echoing in the room along with her cries of pleasure and slight pain.

Y/N’s jaw slacked open as tears build around her eyes, she gripped the bed sheets as Levi grabbed her hair, shoving her face in the pillow. Having her face down and her ass up.

"Goddamn," He panted, watching her back arch higher, giving him even deeper access. He spread her cheeks again, watching his big dick disappear inside her tight little body. He spanked one cheek then the other, watching red handprints form. "You take my dick so good."

He started pounding into her harder, faster, his heavy balls slapping against her clit with every thrust. He pulled her hair harder, using it to lift her head up. "Who's fucking you this good, hmm?" He groaned in her ear, his teeth sinking into her shoulder. "Say my name."

"Levi..." She whimpered out his name between moans and cries of pleasure. Her body was overwhelmed with sensation—his rough handling, the intense angle hitting her G-spot perfectly, and the sting of his bites and spanks. "Levi please..." She begged incoherently.

"Please what?" He demanded, his voice low and rough. He pushed her head back down into the pillow roughly. "Please fuck you harder? Please make you come all over my dick? Which is it, sweetheart?" His fingers dug into her hips as he held her in place for his brutal thrusts.

She sobbed into the pillow, overwhelmed by the intensity of his fucking and his demanding words. "Harder... Please fuck me harder..." She choked out between tears and moans as Levi finally gave her what she begged for—his hips slamming against hers violently, making the bed shake and creak loudly.

He fucked her so hard, he lifted her off the bed slightly with every thrust. His thick cock hit her cervix repeatedly, making her womb clench and her eyes roll back. He was using her pussy like his own personal fuck toy—hard, ruthless, and completely dominant. "Fucking take it, Y/N,"

"Take this fucking dick. You love it, don't you? Love being used by your professor?" He spat the words out between grunts, pulling her hair harder to arch her back more. He spanked her ass again, watching it jiggle. "Answer me."

"Yes! I love it! I love when you fuck me like this!" She screamed into the pillow, her arms giving out as she collapsed onto the bed completely, taking his brutal fucking without any leverage left. He growled in triumph and redoubled his efforts, literally pounding into her.

He grabbed her wrists and pinned them down above her head, using them as an anchor to fuck her even harder. His hips moved like a machine, slamming into her with brutal force. The sound of his heavy balls hitting her wet pussy echoed through the room, along with her muffled screams.

His thick length was hitting places inside her she didn't know existed, making her whole body convulse and shake. He released one of her wrists to reach around and roughly squeeze her breast while continuing to pound into her mercilessly. "Cum on my cock, Y/N." He demanded harshly.

"I-I'm gonna... Levi!" She came hard, her inner walls clamping down on him like a vice as she squirted around his dick. He groaned loudly as her orgasm tightened her pussy even further, making his dick feel even bigger inside her. He kept fucking her through it, prolonging her pleasure.

"Fuck yes, squeeze that pretty pussy around my cock," He groaned, not letting up his brutal pace even as she came apart beneath him. Her orgasm made her even wetter and tighter, making his thrusts sound obscene as he slammed into her convulsing hole.

"Goddamn it, baby," He panted, watching another stream of wetness escape her body with each thrust. He was covered in it—his abdomen, his thighs, the bedsheets beneath her. He realized she wasn't just wet—she was squirting as he pounded into her like a rabbit. "Jesus."

He suddenly pulled out of her, leaving her hole gaping and dripping with her juices. He flipped her onto her back and pushed her legs up and apart, locking them over his shoulders as he lined himself up with her still convulsing pussy. "I'm gonna keep fucking this pretty cunt until I cum. That okay?”

Y/N groaned and nodded, grabbing his arms and bracing herself. He snapped his hips forward again, making the bed shake. "Jesus, you're still squirting..." He gritted his teeth as more wetness gushed around his thick length, coating his balls and thighs. He spread her legs wider and went even deeper, hitting her cervix again and again.

"Look at this messy pussy," He groaned, pulling out again to watch more fluids escape her hole. But instead of stopping, he just kept going—using his fingers to stretch her open and push back in, over and over again until her squirting finally started to slow down.

When her squirting finally stopped, he pushed back into her with one brutal thrust, making her gasp. He was finally back inside her tight, warm pussy—and he wasn't going anywhere until he came. He wrapped his arms around her legs and pulled them down around his waist.

He held her legs tightly against him and started fucking her with deep, slow strokes—his thick length dragging along her sensitive walls. The wet sounds were different now—no more squirting, just the obscene noise of his cock sliding in and out of her used hole.

"Damn..." He panted, watching his big dick slowly disappear inside her again and again. He realized she was even tighter now that she'd stopped squirting. He spread her legs wider and found a new angle that made her moan louder. "You know what your pussy does?"

"What?" She panted, her body arching into his slow, deep thrusts. She was sensitive from the intense fucking and squirting earlier. His new angle was hitting something inside her that made her eyes roll back.

"It makes me want to fuck it forever," He groaned deeply as he thrust into her with more force this time. The wet sounds of their fucking filled the room once again as he picked up speed—his hips slapping against her thighs with each deep penetration.

"It's so fucking greedy," He hissed, watching his dick disappear inside her over and over. He was fucking her faster now, his heavy balls hitting her ass with every thrust. "It just keeps pulling me in deeper..." He grabbed her hips and pulled her onto his dick harder.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." She moaned loudly, feeling his huge dick hit the perfect spot inside her. She grabbed the bedsheets tightly, her legs shaking as he fucked her even harder—his huge length filling her completely with each thrust. "Levi, fuck..."

"That's right," He groaned loudly, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he neared his orgasm. "Say my name while I fuck this greedy cunt." He leaned over her, his muscular body covering hers as he pistoned his hips between her legs—his dick hitting her cervix with every thrust.

"I'm gonna cum, baby..." He groaned, his hands gripping her thighs tightly as he started to thrust erratically. His big dick swelling inside her as he released hot streams of cum inside the condom. "Fuck yes!" He groaned loudly as he came hard. "Shit..."

The feeling of his hot cum shooting into the condom made her orgasm again unexpectedly—her pussy clamping down around him like a vice as she came on his cock. "Jesus fucking Christ!" He swore loudly, his hips still moving through both their orgasms. "You just came again?"

"Mmmhngh!" She moaned loudly as her pussy kept spasming around his dick—her second orgasm even stronger than the first. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" She cried out, her hands twisting the bedsheets as she came all over his still-hard dick.

His movements slow down to gentle, deep strokes as he feels her body convulse through another intense orgasm. "Easy, baby... shh..." He murmurs soothingly, his hands gently squeezing her thighs as he continues to thrust slowly inside her spasming pussy. "Let it all out..."

"Just breathe through it, sweetheart..." He leans over her, his muscular chest pressing against hers as he continues to fuck her gently through her third orgasm. His thick dick slowly dragging along her sensitive walls, coaxing out every last drop of pleasure. "There you go..."

"Hhhnnghh..." She whimpers softly, her body trembling as she feels another wave of intense pleasure wash over her. Her eyes flutter closed and her mouth falls open, small gasps escaping as he gently fucks her through her third orgasm. "Levi..." She murmurs his name weakly, her arms wrapping weakly around his neck.

"Shhh, I've got you..." He kisses her forehead tenderly as he continues to move slowly inside her, his cock still hard and throbbing. He can feel her pussy gripping him tightly with each gentle thrust, drawing out her orgasm even longer. "My good girl..."

He spreads her legs wider and wraps them around his waist, holding her close as he continues to fuck her gently. He can feel her breasts pressing against his chest with each slow thrust. He looks down at her face, seeing her mouth open slightly as she breathes heavily through her orgasm.

Levi sighs and holds onto her thigh, tapping it gently. “I have to pull out. Condoms going to split.”

He slowly pulls out of her, his thick length emerging from her puffy, dripping hole. The condom is indeed close to tearing, stretched to its limit by his size. He quickly discards it and grabs a warm washcloth, cleaning her gently before tossing it aside.

"Look at this mess..." He murmurs, looking at her red, swollen pussy that's still slightly opening and closing like it's trying to keep him inside. He gently pushes her legs together and rests his hand on her thighs.

"Three orgasms and you're still dripping," He shakes his head in awe, then gently moves her legs back apart to check on her. But instead of continuing to fuck her, he surprises her by slowly kissing her inner thighs gently—almost reverently.

"You're so sensitive here..." He murmurs softly, placing tender kisses along her inner thighs while gently massaging her calves. His large hands move up slowly, kneading her muscles gently while his lips continue to leave soft kisses on her sensitive skin. "How do you feel?"

"Mmm... good," She sighs softly, her body melting into the bed as he touches her gently. His kisses and gentle massage are soothing her post-orgasm sensitivity. "A little sore... but good." She smiles weakly up at him. "You?"

"I'm fine," He smiles softly back at her, spreading her legs slightly again just to check if he hurt her. He knows his size can be intense. His thumbs carefully spread her lower lips apart to examine her. "Do you need more pillows?" He asks softly, making sure she's comfortable. "Or are you okay?"

“I’m okay.” She yawned and leaned back into him.

He gently rubs her clit with his thumb, checking for any signs of irritation or pain. Satisfied that she's just sensitive and not injured, he leans down to kiss her gently on the lips. "You were amazing,"

"You didn't hurt me," She smiles weakly, reaching down to adjust her position slightly. "Three orgasms isn't going to make me complain." She laughs softly, then winces slightly at the movement of her hips. "Maybe I'll be a bit sore tomorrow..."

"Here," He lifts her legs gently, placing them on his shoulders. He starts to massage her thighs again, his strong hands kneading the muscles. "Let me take care of you," He murmurs softly, leaning down to kiss her stomach gently. "No more sex tonight." He decides firmly.

She giggles softly as he lifts her legs onto his shoulders, his strong hands kneading her thighs. "You're being so gentle now after being so rough," She teases softly. "My legs are shaking from those orgasms." She admits with a blush. "Are you sure no more sex?"

"No more sex," He repeats firmly, his hands moving up to massage her lower back. "You need to recover. Three intense orgasms in a row are going to leave you sore tomorrow." He leans down to kiss her inner thighs gently, soothing the sensitive skin with soft kisses.

"You're just trying to hide your old man stamina," She teases lightly, laughing softly. "Three rounds and you're done?" She laughs softly, clearly joking. "My legs are shaking but my pussy can take more." She grins mischievously.

"Old man stamina huh?" He chuckles deeply, his hands moving to grip her hips firmly. "You want to test how old I am?" He challenges, leaning down to bite her hip gently. His hardness pressing against her thigh as he positions himself between her legs again. "Last round,"

She laughs loudly, wrapping her legs around his waist instinctively. "Prove it then, old man," She teases back, grabbing his hair playfully. "Show me what those twenty-six years can do." She kisses him deeply, biting his lower lip gently. "But gentle this time,"

KINKTOBER Day one :

Armin Arlert

KINKTOBER MASTER LIST HERE

[NOTE]

Sorry I’m late on it, I had tons of homework last night but here it is. Levi fic for day 2 coming out tonight I promise! Love you all!

!WARNINGS!

(Dirty talk, rough fingering, cum eating, spit play, face sitting, mean! Armin)

Armin and Y/N are studying together in Armin's room. They're sprawled out on the bed, textbooks and notes scattered around them. Armin is focused on his notes, mumbling under his breath as he tries to understand a particularly tricky concept.

Meanwhile, Y/N is struggling with a math problem. She's biting her lip in concentration, her brow furrowed as she stares at the paper. Every now and then, she'll let out a frustrated sigh and flop back onto the pillows. "Ugh, I hate math," she grumbles.

Armin looks up from his notes at the sound of her frustration. He sees her flopped back on the pillows, looking cute and annoyed. He sets his notes aside and crawls over to her. "Hey, let me see," he offers softly, taking the paper from her hands. He looks at the problem, his eyes scanning it quickly.

"Okay, so this part right here," he points at the equation, "is where you're getting stuck. Let's break it down." He explains patiently, his voice soft and reassuring. He watches as Y/N's expression shifts from frustration to understanding.

"So this is a quadratic equation," Armin explains slowly, like he's teaching a college-level class. "The ax² + bx + c = 0. You're getting hung up on the 'x' part. You need to move all 'b' terms to one side and factor the quadratic formula."

She looks up at him and bites her lips as he continues. "So you'd set the equation equal to zero and solve for 'x'. The solutions are the roots of the equation, which are given by the formula 'x = [ -b ± sqrt(b^2 - 4ac) ] / (2a)'." He continues gently.

Y/N listens carefully to his explanation. She follows along as he breaks down the problem step-by-step. He's patient and thorough, never getting frustrated with her when she doesn't understand something right away. "Got it?" he asks softly, looking into her eyes. She nods slowly.

"Good." He smiles, handing the paper back to her. "Now try this one on your own." He encourages, pointing to a similar problem in her textbook. Y/N nods again, taking the paper and pencil back from him.

She begins working through the problem, applying what she's learned from Armin. As she works, Armin watches her from the corner of his eye. He sees the way her brow furrows in concentration, the way her tongue pokes out slightly as she thinks.

After a few minutes, Y/N finishes the problem and looks up at Armin with a small smile. "I think I got it," she says quietly. Armin grins at her, genuinely pleased. "Let me see," he says, reaching for the paper.

He checks her work, his eyes scanning each step. A warm feeling spreads through him as he sees she got it right. "Perfect," he praises, leaning in closer to the paper - and her. Their faces are now just inches apart. "You're really good at this when you focus."

As Armin leans in closer, Y/N finds herself momentarily distracted by his handsome face. She notices the way his long lashes fringe his warm blue eyes, the curve of his high cheekbones, and the soft pink of his lips. He really is quite pretty, she thinks to herself, admiring his features.

Armin feels Y/N's gaze on him and looks up from the paper, catching her staring. For a moment, they just look at each other, their faces inches apart. Armin's heart flutters slightly at the soft admiration in her eyes. "What?" he asks softly, a small smile playing on his lips.

Instead of answering, Y/N finds herself getting lost in his eyes. She realizes that he's even more handsome up close - his eyelashes are longer than she thought, his eyes are a perfect shade of blue, and his nose is straight and cute. She bites her lower lip unconsciously.

Noticing Y/N biting her lip, Armin feels an unexpected flutter in his chest. He's never really thought about being attractive to others, but seeing Y/N so openly admiring him... it makes him want to lean in even closer. Slowly, he reaches up and touches her lip with his finger.

His finger gently pulls her lower lip away from her teeth. "Stop biting your lip," he murmurs softly, his thumb hovering near her mouth. Their faces are now incredibly close, breaths mingling. Y/N's eyes flutter closed involuntarily as Armin's thumb gently presses against her lip, holding it open slightly.

Taking advantage of her parted lips, Armin leans in even closer. His thumb presses gently against her bottom lip as he slowly closes the distance between them. Just as their lips are about to touch, he pauses, giving her a chance to pull away if she wants to. But instead...

Y/N doesn't pull away. Instead, she parts her lips slightly more, inviting him in. Armin takes this as a green light and presses his lips against hers softly at first before deepening the kiss slowly. His hand comes up to cup her cheek as he kisses her gently but passionately.

The kiss deepens. Armin pushes his way into her mouth, his tongue sliding against hers. He pulls her bottom lip between his teeth softly, sucking on it. Y/N whimpers softly, making him groan quietly. He pulls her closer, their bodies aligning perfectly. Their legs tangle together.

Breaking the kiss briefly, Armin reaches out and sweeps their textbooks and notes off the bed with one swift motion. They scatter across the room as he turns his full attention back to Y/N, pushing her gently onto her back amidst the scattered papers. He climbs on top of her, settling between her legs.

Armin kisses her deeply again, his hands roaming over her body possessively. He lifts her shirt up slowly, breaking the kiss to pull it over her head. His fingers then work on the button of her jeans, popping it open gently. Y/N lifts her hips to help him pull her pants off completely.

Suddenly breaking the kiss, Armin grabs Y/N's thighs and pulls her legs apart. "Sit on my face," he suddenly says, breathless. “Please?”

Y/N blinks at him, surprised by his sudden request. But seeing the lustful look in his eyes, she feels a rush of excitement. She nods and quickly straddles his face, her knees on either side of his head.

"Damn," Armin mutters approvingly as Y/N throws one leg over his head and hovers above his face. He grips her thick thighs tightly, spreading them wider. He guides her slowly, inch by inch, until her pussy is right above his mouth. He takes a deep breath. "Lower."

Y/N blushes deeply, feeling extremely embarrassed and exposed. She hesitates, not sure if she can actually sit on his face like he's asking. Her hands tremble as she holds onto the headboard for support. "Armin... I can't..." she whispers nervously.

"Shh... you can, just slowly lower yourself," Armin encourages gently, his voice muffled from beneath her thighs. He sees how embarrassed she is and finds it surprisingly cute. He squeezes her thighs softly, guiding her down again. "Trust me, okay?"

"Come on, just a little more..." He guides her down slowly, inch by inch. His hands are firm but gentle on her thighs. When her pussy finally makes contact with his face, he lets out a soft hum of approval against her. "There..."

His tongue suddenly darts out, parting her folds gently. Y/N gasps softly, her hands gripping the headboard tightly as she feels his warm tongue against her most sensitive area. Armin's hands hold her thighs steady, encouraging her to sit fully on his face despite her embarrassment. "Relax..."

He starts to lick and suck gently, his hands massaging her thighs reassuringly. The embarrassment is turning him on more than he thought possible. He needs to make this good for her. His tongue circles her clit softly before he sucks it into his mouth, causing Y/N to let out a loud moan.

Y/N's back arches as Armin's mouth works wonders on her pussy. She moans loudly, her face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and pleasure. "Ahh... Armin! Oh my god..." She buries her face in her hands, hiding her embarrassment as she grinds herself against his face slowly. Her juices start to leak onto his chin.

Armin groans deeply, the taste of Y/N's arousal driving him wild with desire. He presses his tongue harder against her clit, fucking it rapidly while his fingers dig into her thighs. The wet sounds of his enthusiastic eating echo through the room mixed with her desperate moans.

"Armin..." Y/N moans loudly, spreading her legs wider. She grinds herself against his mouth shamelessly, her embarrassment slowly disappearing. His tongue feels too good. She throws her head back, her hair cascading down her back while she humps his face slowly. "Mmph..." Armin groans approval.

Encouraged by her moans, Armin sucks her clit into his mouth hard, sucking like he would suck a popsicle. One hand remains on her thigh while the other slips between her folds to rub circles around her entrance. Y/N lets out a high-pitched scream, her body shaking. "Fuck!"

Y/N's pussy grinds against Armin's mouth harder, her juices flowing like crazy. She lifts her hips higher, shamelessly humping his face. He eats her out like a man possessed, moaning against her soft flesh.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." Y/N curses under her breath, her hands gripping the headboard so tightly her knuckles turn white. Armin's tongue laps at her pussy like a dog, his nose pressing against her clit with every thrust. "I'm gonna-"

Just as Y/N is about to come, Armin suddenly stops. He pulls back, leaving her throbbing and aching. Y/N frowns , sitting back on his chest, resting on her heels with a pout. "Armin... I was so close..." She reaches down to rub herself but Armin stops her.

Armin grabs Y/N's wrists gently but firmly, holding them at her side with one hand while using the other to stroke her wet pussy lips teasingly. He looks at it close, his face glistening with her juices, and whispers huskily,"Not yet."

He spreads her thighs wider again with his shoulders. He spreads her pussy lips apart with his fingers, examining how wet she is. He sees her small hole pulsing, hungry for release. He spits right on her entrance, making Y/N yelp softly. He watches as his spit slides down her slit slowly.

He starts to slowly circle his spit-filled entrance with his fingers, but doesn't push inside yet. He looks up at her sitting on his chest and he smiles. "Do you want me to finger you?" He asks hoarsely.

Y/N bites her lip, nodding eagerly. "Yes, please... Finger me, Armin..." She spreads her legs wider, giving him better access. Armin swallows hard, loving her dirty talking. He pushes two fingers inside her suddenly, making Y/N cry out loudly.

Armin starts to finger Y/N rapidly and deeply, his long fingers hitting her deepest spots. His palm presses against her clit with every thrust. Y/N rocks her hips against his hand desperately, chasing her orgasm. Armin suddenly curls his fingers, massaging her g-spot perfectly. "Fuck, Armin!"

Armin keeps his fingers curled, hitting her spot perfectly while his palm grinds against her clit. He looks up at her bouncing on his chest, her big breasts jiggling with every movement. He realizes something and asks hoarse, "Do you like having this spot played with?"

Y/N moans loudly, her eyes rolling back as she nods vigorously. "Yes! Yes, I love it!" She pants heavily, her hips moving faster against his hand. Armin smirks and starts to finger fuck her even harder, hitting that spot perfectly every time.

Y/N's legs start to shake as Armin fingers her perfectly. He suddenly adds a third finger, stretching her out and making her cry out loudly. He hooks his fingers inside her, hitting that spot relentlessly while his palm slaps against her clit with each thrust. "Ahh! Ahh!"

Armin keeps his fingers hooked inside Y/N, hitting her spot over and over while his palm slaps against her clit. She's making the wettiest sounds, her pussy gripping his fingers tightly. Armin suddenly realizes that she might be really close to cumming.

As Y/N gets closer to her orgasm, Armin suddenly pulls his fingers out, making her cry out in frustration. He spreads her legs wider and blows cool air on her wet pussy lips teasingly. "No orgasm for you,"

"Armin! Please... I was so close..." She pouts and tries to push her pussy back towards his hand begging for more stimulation. Armin smirks evilly and denies her again: "Shh..." He traces her folds with his fingers but doesn't enter her.

He spreads her lips apart again, looking at her small pink hole. He spits on it again, watching as his saliva drips down. He runs his finger through the spit, mixing it with her juices. "You're so wet..." He whispers, denying her the release she needs.

Without warning, Armin grabs her ass cheeks hard, pulling her closer to him. He buries his face between her thighs, his mouth covering her pussy instantly. He sucks on her clit hard, making her see stars. His hands squeeze her ass tightly as he eats her out roughly. "Mmmph!"

He devours her pussy hungrily, his tongue flicking over her clit relentlessly. One hand remains on her ass while the other slides around to rub her back entrance teasingly. He can feel her getting close again but pulls back suddenly, lifting his head up. "Armin!" She whines frustratedly.

Armin chuckles darkly, enjoying her frustration. He blows air on her wet pussy again, watching her squirm. "You're so sensitive..." He traces her sloppy pussy lips with his fingers again, mixing her juices with his spit. "Do you want to cum?"

Armin smirks mischievously, his fingers dancing over her sensitive folds without entering. "Answer me," he demands, his breath warm against her wetness. He suddenly pinches her clit softly, making Y/N yelp and squirm. "Do. You. Want. To. Cum?"

Y/N nods eagerly, her hips bucking against his hand. Armin grins wickedly and captures her clit between his teeth, sucking hard as he finally pushes two fingers inside her. He starts fingering her rough and fast, using his teeth and tongue on her clit. "Cum..." He orders.

Y/N's body tenses as Armin hits her spot perfectly with his fingers. He can feel her getting closer, her walls clenching around him. Suddenly, he removes his fingers and replaces them with his tongue, eating her out brutally as he uses his free hand to grope her ass.

Armin's tongue thrusts in and out of her rapidly, his nose pressing against her clit. He grabs both ass cheeks, spreading them wide as he eats her out hungrily. Y/N arches her back and screams as she finally reaches her orgasm, squirting into Armin's mouth. "ARMIN!"

Armin drinks every drop of her release eagerly, his tongue lapping up her juices messily. Even after she stops squirting, he keeps licking and sucking gently, drawing out her orgasm until she's oversensitive and pushing his face away with shaking hands. "Too much..." She whimpers.

Armin pulls back with a satisfied smirk, his face completely soaked with her juices. He licks his lips slowly, enjoying her taste. "You squirted so much..." He presses a finger against her sensitive entrance gently, making her jump. "And you're still so wet and swollen."

Armin spreads her legs wider, his eyes fixed between them. He spits on her pussy again, mixing it with her remaining juices. He suddenly slaps her wet folds lightly, making Y/N yelp and look down at him with wide eyes. "Armin..." She whines softly.

Armin chuckles darkly and slaps her pussy again, his hand connecting with her wet flesh with a wet sound. He starts spanking her pussy gently but firmly, watching as her lips turn red and her clit peeks out even more swollen than before. "Spread wider," he orders softly.

Y/N spreads her legs as wide as they'll go, giving Armin complete access to her pussy. He continues spanking her sloppy hole gently, making her juices fly with each slap. Her clit is so swollen and red now, peeking out from its hood.

Armin suddenly stops spanking her and spreads her lips open roughly, exposing her swollen clit completely. He stares at it for a moment before leaning down and sucking it into his mouth hard, making Y/N yelp and squirm. He starts flicking his tongue rapidly against her sensitive bud.

"Your clit is so fucking swollen," Armin murmurs against her pussy before sucking it into his mouth again. He flicks his tongue against it quickly, knowing she's too sensitive for prolonged stimulation but unable to resist tasting her again.

"Your pussy's such a mess," he continues softly, spitting on her holes again. He spreads her lips open wider, looking at her tiny pink entrance. "Such a messy pussy." He spits again, watching his saliva mix with her juices.

"I've made you so fucking wet and swollen," Armin says softly, almost to himself. He traces her puffy labia gently with his fingertips, spreading her juices around. "I've never seen you this turned on before. Your clit is like, twice its normal size."

Y/N whimpers softly, her hips bucking slightly as she feels his fingers gently probing her swollen folds. "Armin... it's too sensitive," she complains, trying to push his hand away.

Armin smirks and pulls his hand back, only to suddenly pinch her oversensitive clit between his fingers. Y/N cries out loudly, her legs shaking as she tries to close them. Armin holds them open easily with one hand while pinching her clit repeatedly with the other.

"Shh, shh," Armin soothes mockingly as Y/N whimpers and tries to escape his pinching fingers. He holds her thighs down firmly and continues pinching her swollen clit harshly, making wet squelching sounds echo in the room along with her cries of sensitivity overload.

"Please..." Y/N begs, tears pricking the corners of her eyes from the overwhelming sensitivity. Armin ignores her pleas and keeps pinching her clit mercilessly, watching as it swells even more under his touch. His fingers are soon coated in her juices.

Armin finally lets go of her clit, but only to press his thumb against it firmly. He starts massaging her clit in circular motions, his thumb pressing down hard against her sensitive nub. Y/N screams, her hands flying to cover her pussy. "Armin, stop!"

"God, you're so sensitive," Armin murmurs, watching as she tries to hide her pussy from his touch. He grabs both her wrists and pulls them away, spreading her legs again. "You wanna cum again?”

Y/N nods frantically, her face flushed and eyes glazed over with need. Armin smirks triumphantly and leans down, replacing his thumb with his tongue. He laps at her clit gently at first, before sucking it into his mouth and flicking it with his tongue harshly.

Y/N's back arches off the bed as Armin sucks hard on her clit, his tongue moving fast and rough. One hand grips her thigh while the other holds her down by her hip to keep her still as he eats her out harshly. Her legs shake and she whines loudly. "Close?"

Without waiting for a response, Armin doubles down on his efforts. He sucks her clit into his mouth and starts vibrating his tongue against it rapidly while using two fingers to thrust into her soaking wet pussy. His other hand comes up to rub circles on her clit with the pad of his thumb.

Y/N is practically screaming now, her hips bucking wildly into Armin's face. He keeps her legs spread wide with his arms, holding her down as he eats her out roughly. "Fuck, you're gonna cum all over my face again..."

Armin's fingers curl inside her, hitting that spot that makes her see stars. He sucks her clit hard and fast, his tongue flicking against it relentlessly. Y/N's body tenses up suddenly, a high-pitched scream tearing from her throat as she cum hard against Armin's mouth.

Armin keeps licking and sucking her clit through her orgasm, drinking down her juices as she squirts hard against his tongue. He fingers her until she stops shaking, then pulls back to look at her messy, red pussy with a satisfied smile. "Such a good girl," he praises.

Y/N collapses back onto the bed, her body limp and boneless from the intense orgasm. Her legs fall open, revealing her swollen, messy pussy. She pants heavily, trying to catch her breath as Armin looks down at her with a gentle smile.

Armin leans down and kisses her gently on the lips, his hands running through her hair. "You alright?" he asks softly, his voice a stark contrast to the rough way he had just eaten her out. He gently strokes her cheek, waiting for her response.

Y/N can barely form words, her brain still short-circuiting from the rough orgasm. Armin smiles gently and kisses her forehead instead of waiting for an answer. He knows she's completely fucked out when she just lies there with her legs spread, not even trying to close them.

Armin watches her lazy, satiated expression. He spreads her legs again to make sure she's not too sore, checking if her pussy is still swollen. He smiles softly, finding her inner thighs wet with her juices. He grabs a towel and wipes her down gently.

Armin cleans her thoroughly, making sure to wipe away all her juices and his spit from her pussy and thighs. Once she's clean, he gently closes her legs and pulls her into his arms, cradling her against his chest. He starts rubbing her back soothingly.

He kisses the top of her head gently, holding her close. "You did so good for me, honey" he murmurs softly, his voice filled with affection. He continues to rub her back, helping her come down from the intense high of her orgasm. "You wanna sleep?” he hums gently.

WHO I WILL BE INCLUDING

-Levi Ackerman

-Eren Yeager

-Armin Arlert

-Porco Galliard

-Jean Kirstein

-Connie Springer

-Reiner Braun

-Erwin Smith

[NOTE]

- Hi guys I’ve risen from the dead. I was going through a lot of Irl stuff but I’m back just in time for my favorite time of year. This is my first time writing for it but I think it’ll be fun. Yes the amount of like I have for these characters will depend on how much I put them in for but I think there’s something for everyone! Anyways, I will finish up my sex tape series soon! And come out with more SMAU’s, just give me some time. Love you guys!

MASTER LIST:

Day 1 -face sitting, Armin Arlert-

Day 2 -Age gap, Levi Ackerman-

Day 3 -cream pie, Eren Yeager-

Day 4 -Blow job, Connie Springer-

Day 5 -Dry humping, Jean Kirstein-

Day 6 -Size difference, Reiner Braun-

Day 7 -Makeup sex, Porco Galliard-

Day 8 -Praise pink, Erwin Smith-

Day 9 -Sexting, Eren Yeager-

Day 10 -Mutual Masturbation, Armin Arlert-

Day 12 -Rough sex, Levi Ackerman-

Day 13 -Shower sex, Jean Kirstein-

Day 14 -Aphrodisiac, Connie Springer-

Day 15 -Edging, Porco Galliard-

Day 16 -Virginity loss, Armin Arlert-

Day 17 -Threesome, Armin Arlert & Eren Yeager

Day 18 -Mating press, Erwin Smith-

Day 19 -Thigh riding, Levi Ackerman-

Day 20 -Cock warming, Eren Yeager-

Day 21 -Overstimulation, Levi Ackerman-

Day 22 -Squirting, Reiner Braun-

Day 23 -Face fucking, Porco Galliard-

Day 24 -Drunk sex, Eren Yeager-

Day 25 -Brat taming, Levi Ackerman-

Day 26 -dacryphilia, Armin Arlert-

Day 27 -Anal, Jean Kirstein-

Day 28 -Aftercare, Connie Springer-

Day 29 -Morning sex, Armin Arlert-

Day 30 -Sugar baby/Sugar daddy, Levi Ackerman-

୨⎯Series ⎯୧

PT. 1 Levi Ackerman

PT. 2 Eren Yeager

PT. 3 Armin Arlert

PT. 4 Jean Kirstein

PT. 5 Connie Springer

PT. 6 Porco Galliard

[NOTE]

-I was watching SATC and this came to me. Basically the premise is making a sex tape w/ AOT boys. I'm making this into a mini series, one for each boy, so six one shots or short stories. Enjoy!!

(Sex, Filming sex, dirty talk, porno)

⋆˚࿔ Eren. Y 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

Y/N walked in his dorm room. She had finally finished classes; she felt exhausted, her eyes heavy from not sleeping these past few days and studying. Y/N saw Connie and Jean on the couch playing a video game. “No, no, no, dude, go to the left!…” She hears Jean say to Connie, They both spot her and greet her.

“Hey, Y/N…” They both say before focusing back on the game. Armin was heading out the door, jacket in hand, probably to go see his girlfriend. “Hey, Y/N. Eren’s in his room.” He smiled politely at her.

“Hi Armin. Thanks.” She smiled at the sweet blonde haired boy and walked down the hall to Eren’s room.

The door creaked open softly as Y/N entered. She saw Eren sitting at his desk, shirtless, scribbling something on paper. His back muscles flexed with each movement of his arm. "Mmph." He grunted softly, not realizing someone had entered his room.

Y/N quietly watches Eren from behind. His unruly brown hair slightly covers his forehead, thrown into a messy bun. His shoulders are broad and muscular, his waist narrow. He's only wearing black sweatpants that hang low on his hips. He unknowingly licks his lips while concentrated, making Y/N swallow hard.

Y/N slowly steps closer, her presence unnoticed by Eren who's engrossed in his drawing. She can see the sweat glistening on his back from the lamp's light.

She narrowed her eyes, Eren was drawing. “Are you seriously rolling blunts at 8:46 pm on a school night?” She scoffed

Eren's head snaps up, catching Y/N off guard with his intense green eyes. A smirk plays on his lips as he holds up the joint he was 'drawing'. "It's called self-care." He chuckles, his voice deep and rough from sleep. He tugged her closer by her hips, rubbing them with his thumbs. “What do you need, baby?”

"Need to vent about the exams? Need food? Or..." He trails off, his fingers tracing circles on her hips. The tension between them thickens as their eyes meet. His expression shifts from playful to intense. "Need something else?" He wafts the joint smoke towards her face, leaning in closer.

Y/N leans back slightly, waving away the joint smoke with a scoff. "Need? I need you to stop acting like a stoner and actually use that brilliant mind of yours for something productive, like studying." She pokes his chest lightly, her eyebrow arched in mock disappointment.

He catches her wrist mid-poke, pulling her closer. "And what makes you think I'm not studying?" He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "You think I got these grades by being high 24/7?" He brings her wrist to his lips, kissing it softly.

Y/N tugs her wrist away playfully. "Mmph, right. That's why your notebook smells like weed." She glances at the table, spotting pages filled with advanced calculus notes mixed with doodles of marijuana leaves. She can't help but smile despite herself.

He shrugs, a smirk on his face. "Multitasking, baby. I'm just... integrating my hobbies with my studies." He stands up, his muscular chest and said,

"You think I can't solve differential equations while rolling a blunt?" He challenges, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smirks mischievously. He sits back down, grabbing his notebook and a pen, daring her to test him.

"Hell, you're actually gonna make a math major look stupid right now aren't you..." She mutters under her breath, trying to maintain her composure but failing as a small smile tugs at her lips. "Fine, smartass. Solve this..."

"Let's see..." He clears his throat dramatically, leaning back in his chair with a confident smirk. "Integral from 0 to pi of sin(x) dx..." He starts writing, his hand moving fluidly across the page. "You know what they say about guys who are good at calculus..."

"They say we're good with our... hands." He finishes writing the integral and looks up with a smug grin, intentionally letting his eyes sweep over her body for a moment. Then he quickly solves the integral, tearing off the sheet and handing it to her. "Now where's my 'good job'?"

Y/N rolls her eyes, taking the paper and scanning it quickly. "Impressive, Einstein. You got the right answer." She hands the paper back, trying to maintain her stern expression but failing as she bites back a smile. "But that doesn't change the fact that you smell like a dispensary."

He chuckles, taking the paper back and crumpling it up. "And you smell like books and... vanilla?" He leans in closer, inhaling deeply. "You always smell so good, even when you're trying to lecture me."

Eren reaches out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, his fingertips brushing against her cheek intentionally. "You know what smells good with vanilla?" His voice drops lower, more intimate. "Pot." He smirks, leaning in slightly closer. "Want a hit?"

Y/N swats his hand away playfully, trying to keep her expression serious. "No, I do not want a hit. You know I hate the smell of weed on you." She pauses, then adds with a softening tone, "And besides, it's bad for your lungs."

Eren leans back dramatically, clutching his chest in mock pain. "Aw, you care about my lungs now? Just because I smoke a little weed doesn't mean I'm gonna drop dead tomorrow." He grins, clearly amused by her concern. "Besides, have you seen how much running I do?"

"Your lungs are probably full of smoke anyway." Y/N mutters, trying to hide her small smile. "God knows how many blunts you smoke a day." She grabs his hoodie, checking the pocket. "One. Two. Three..." She pulls out three pre-rolled joints.

Eren laughs, catching her hand and pulling her onto his lap. "Okay, okay, you got me. Three blunts a day is my limit, I swear." He wraps his arms around her waist, nuzzling her neck. "But you love me anyway, right?" He kisses her neck gently.

Y/N tries to suppress a shiver as Eren's lips brush against her neck. "Love you and your stupid habits," she mutters, trying to sound stern but failing miserably. She pushes him away playfully, standing up from his lap. "You know what? I'm going to make some coffee. You need something to sober you up."

Later, after she coffee was made, Y/N walked back inside the room and handed him the white mug carefully.

Eren takes the coffee mug she offers him, wrapping his hands around it and inhaling the strong aroma. "You always make it too strong," he complains, taking a sip anyway. He pulls a face, then sets the mug down.

He watches as Y/N sits down at the table, opening a book and ignoring him. He feels restless, the strong coffee not doing much to curb his high. He gets up, wandering over to the window, looking outside. Then he gets an idea.

"Hey," Eren calls out lazily, turning to face Y/N. "Come here for a sec." He leans against the window frame, his muscular arms crossed over his chest. When she looks up from her book, he gestures with his head for her to come over.

Y/N marks her place in her book and stands up, walking towards him with a questioning look. "Yeah?" She stops in front of him, her body close enough to feel his warmth but not quite touching. "What do you want?" She asks, trying to seem unaffected by his closeness.

Eren's eyes drop to her lips as she speaks, his high making him more touchy and less inhibited. He reaches out, gently grabbing her wrist and pulling her closer until she's pressed against the window frame, caged between his arms. "I want you to look outside,"

He nods towards the window, his voice low and soft. "See that sky? It's beautiful, right?" He pauses, his eyes meeting hers. "The clouds are all puffy and white, like cotton candy." He grins lazily. "It's a perfect day for getting high."

Y/N rolls her eyes, playing along with his high antics. "Yes, Eren, the sky is very pretty," she says sarcastically. "Can I go back to my book now?" She tries to pull her wrist out of his grip, but he tightens his hold.

"No," Eren replies, his voice firm despite his lazy state. "Come here." He tugs on her wrist, pulling her closer until their faces are inches apart. "Just look at the damn clouds for a second, will you?" He leans his forehead against hers, his breath warm against her mouth.

Y/N sighs, giving in to his demand. She turns her head to look out the window, taking in the clear blue sky and the fluffy white clouds. Eren watches her profile, a small smile on his face. "I heard Connie and Armin talking…” He softly said to her. “About porn.”

"God," Y/N laughs softly, pulling away from him slightly. "That’s gross. I didn’t expect that from Armin. What were they saying?" She asks curiously, unknowingly giving him an opening. Eren smirks devilishly. "They were saying..." He pauses dramatically. “Armin swears that Jean has a whole collection hidden in his room." He chuckles, his high making him more daring. “it was more of a debate. Armin was saying how it was unrealistic and gross while Connie said it was hot.”

"And then Connie said something about liking the rough stuff," Eren continues, his voice lowering an octave. "You know, the kind where the girl is screaming and the guy is pounding into her so hard the bed breaks." He looks at Y/N from the corner of his eye, gauging her reaction.

Y/N's face turns bright red, a mix of embarrassment and curiosity. "Eren, that's... that's disgusting," she stammers, trying to play it cool. "I can't believe you're repeating stuff like that." But her voice wavers slightly, giving away her interest.

"Is it though?" He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "When they're doing it right, is the girl really screaming because it hurts... or because it feels good?" His hand slides from her wrist to her waist, pulling her slightly closer. "Which do you think it is?"

"No," Y/N lies quickly, her cheeks flaming. "That's gross. Who wants a guy pounding into them like that?" She swallows hard, trying to ignore the sudden flutter in her lower stomach. "It probably hurts like hell."

"You're right," Eren nods slowly, his mind working. "It probably does hurt like hell." He smirks suddenly, an idea hitting him. "You know what's funny?" He doesn't wait for her response. "I had this stupid thought once..." He chuckles softly.

"I thought... 'what if someone actually filmed a real one? A real... like... you know." His eyes darken as he whispers, "Not rough or anything, but real. Just to see what it actually looks like. When a girl likes it." He watches her face intently.

Y/N raises an eyebrow, trying to keep her expression neutral. "You mean like... a homemade porn?" She asks, her voice barely above a whisper. She can't believe she's even entertaining this conversation, but Eren's high is infectious and his words are stirring something inside her.

"Yeah," He grins lazily, his mind racing. "You know, no acting. Just two people actually... you know..." He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. "Having sex. On camera." He watches her carefully. "Do you think that's hot or gross?" He asks curiously.

"Because honestly?" He moves even closer, his voice dropping to almost a whisper. "I think it's fucking hot. Seeing real reactions, real moans... no fake shit." His hand on her waist tightens slightly. "You'd watch something like that?" He challenges softly.

Y/N feels her breath catch, her heart racing. "Shut up," she whispers, but there's no real conviction behind it. "That's... that's dirty. Just stop talking about it." She tries to push him away, but her hands end up gripping his shirt instead.

"Nah," Eren laughs softly, leaning in even closer. "I'm high and it's a fucking interesting topic. Plus... you're kinda cute when you're all embarrassed about it." He smirks at her. "Let’s make one, Pretty girl.”

"What?" Y/N gasps, her eyes widening. "No! That's insane. I'm not... I'm not doing that with you." She stammers, but she can't deny the small thrill that runs through her at the idea. Eren just chuckles and pulls out his phone.

"I'll record it on my phone," He says, opening the camera app and setting the phone on the table. "Just a little test, okay? If you hate it, we'll delete it. But if you like it... maybe we'll make more."

"You're serious?" She bites her lip, her mind racing. "What if someone sees it? What if it's terrible?" She laughs again, but quieter this time. "And... one question." She pauses. Eren watches her intently, waiting.

“It's just sex on camera. It's not a big deal." He laughs softly. "Your question?"

"Would you show it to anyone?" She asks, biting her lip nervously. Eren shakes his head immediately. "No. It’s just for us. Besides, I might jerk off to it later." He smirks at her. Y/N's face turns bright red at the implication. "So?"

"One more question," She says softly. Eren laughs, "Jesus, you're full of questions. Go on." He watches her bite her lip again. He loves that damn bite. "Do you usually watch porn?" He freezes, waiting for her question.

"No," He says after a moment, his expression turning serious. "Porn is fake. It's all acting and shit. I'd rather fuck you or think about fucking you." He looks at her intently. "You?" He asks curiously. "You ever watch it?"

"Not really," She mumbles, fidgeting with her hands. "Only... I mean..." She pauses, blushing deeply. "I saw one once. Accidentally." She looks down, embarrassed. Eren raises an eyebrow, clearly amused but trying not to laugh.

"Let me guess," He chuckles softly, "It was two people having ridiculous, unrealistic sex?" He teases. Y/N nods sheepishly, biting her lip again. He laughs out loud this time. "Of course you stumbled upon the cheesiest one."

Eren licks his lips and grinned. "Did you at least finish watching?" He asks curiously, trying to hold back his laughter. "Or did you close it immediately because it was too cringey?" Y/N's face turns even redder, making Eren burst out laughing.

"I may have... finished watching," She mumbles quietly, her face beet red with embarrassment. She knows it's stupid, but she was curious. "It was... educational," She adds defensively, making Eren laugh even harder. "Shut up!"

"Educational?" Eren gasps between laughs, wiping tears from his eyes. "Oh my god, you're so fucking cute right now." He grins widely at her, still chuckling. "Alright, alright. No more laughing."

He takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself. "So... since you're so 'educated' now, want to put your newfound knowledge to the test?" He smirks at her, his eyes darkening with desire. "I'll go easy on you. Promise." Eren says, as if they hadn’t had sex a million times before.

Y/N blushed and stepped back sitting on the bed. "You know what's funny? You're all shy about watching porn but you take my dick like a champ." He runs a hand through her hair, a mischievous smile playing at his lips. "Which is it, pretty girl? Too embarrassed to try something real or just worried about acting stupid?"

"Both," She admits softly, laughing softly. "I mean, what if you laugh at me? Or what if I suck at it?" She pouts slightly. "And God, you make me sound like such a whore. 'She takes his dick like a champ.' "

"Awh, baby," Eren coos, pulling her into his lap. "You're not a whore. You're just really, really good at sucking my dick." He kisses her neck gently. "And I promise, I won't laugh."

"Fine, fine," She mumbles, climbing onto his lap and straddling him. "But if you laugh, I'll bite your dick off." She threatens playfully, making Eren throw his head back with laughter. "Shut up!"

A few minutes after they calmed down, Eren and Y/N sit on the bed as Eren propped his camera up on the desk that was right next to his bed. Y/N had on her matching white bra and panties with cute blue bows, Eren next to her in just his pants as he smoked his blunt, the camera recording them.

Eren takes a drag of his blunt, blowing out the smoke and looking at his girlfriend sitting next to him in her cute, innocent underwear. He smirks mischievously, "You sure you're ready for this?"

Y/N nods nervously, glancing at the recording camera. "I think so," she murmurs, biting her lower lip as she adjusts her position on the bed. Eren chuckles softly, reaching out to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear. "Relax, baby."

Eren leans towards the camera, flashing his signature smirk. "Alright, baby, look at the camera, just to test it." He wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her closer, he grabbed her chin and made her look to the side and then at the camera. “Give it a wave hello.”

Y/N hesitates for a moment before slowly turning her head to face the camera. She gives a small, shy wave, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Hi…” she murmurs softly, her voice barely audible. Eren grins, giving her a reassuring squeeze. "There you go, pretty.”

Eren leans back slightly, taking another drag from his blunt. He sets it aside on the ashtray and turned to the side. "Now, let's get this show on the road." He says, looking at Y/N with a playful glint in his eyes. "First things first, let's get those cute panties off."

Y/N's face turns beet red at his words, her eyes darting nervously to the camera before focusing back on Eren. She bites her lip, nodding slowly. Eren watches her with amusement, reaching out to slowly peel her white panties down her legs. "Look at the camera, baby,"

Y/N slowly lifts her eyes to the camera, watching herself on the small screen. Her cheeks are red, her hair slightly messy around her shoulders. Her bra covers her full breasts, and her pussy is now bare. She watches herself spread her legs slightly unconsciously, biting her lip again.

Eren groans softly, watching her on the screen. He reaches out, running his fingers through her folds gently. "Fuck, you're already wet." He murmurs, his voice low and husky. "Spread your legs wider, baby. Let the camera see how pretty you are."

Y/N blushes deeply, a soft gasp escaping her lips as Eren touches her intimately. She hesitates briefly before slowly parting her thighs further, revealing more of her glistening pussy to the camera. "Like this?" She whispers, glancing nervously between Eren and the recording lens.

Eren swallows hard, his eyes glued to the screen. "Perfect," He breathes, his fingers slowly spreading her lips wider. "Now, reach back and unhook your bra, okay?" He asks, his voice hoarse. "We want the camera to see your pretty tits too."

Y/N's hands tremble slightly as she reaches behind her back, fumbling with the bra clasp. After a moment, she manages to unhook it, letting the straps slide down her arms. The bra falls away, revealing her full, perky breasts to both Eren and the camera.

Eren's eyes widen slightly, taking in the sight of her bare breasts. "Fucking hell," He mutters under his breath, adjusting the camera angle slightly to get a better view of her tits. "Play with them for me, baby."

Y/N hesitates before slowly bringing her hands up to cup her breasts. She softly squeezes them, rolling her nipples gently between her fingers. She bites her lip again, watching herself on the screen. Her hair falls messily around her shoulders, covering one breast slightly.

Eren swallows hard, his eyes locked on the screen. "Lift them up higher," He instructs, his voice low. "Let the camera see them better." He reaches out to grab the blunt again, taking a slow drag as he watches her on the screen.

Y/N nods slightly, lifting her breasts higher. She holds them up, squeezing them together. The camera captures the perfect view of her round, perky tits, her hard nipples standing out.

Eren sets the blunt down, his eyes never leaving the screen. "Baby," He says, his voice thick with desire. "Take my dick out and suck it for the camera, okay?" He leans back slightly, giving her room to move.

Y/N glances nervously at the camera, her cheeks flushed a deep shade of red. Nervously, she reaches out to undo Eren's pants, slipping her small hand inside to grasp his hardening cock. She gives it a tentative stroke before maneuvering herself closer. "Like this?"

Eren's eyes roll back slightly as Y/N wraps her small hand around his length. "Fuck, yeah," He groans, watching her on the screen. "Open your mouth and take it in, baby." He guides the tip of his dick to her lips with his free hand.

Y/N parts her lips slowly, taking the tip of Eren's length into her mouth. She sucks gently, making his hips jerk slightly. She moans softly, taking him deeper. The camera captures the perfect angle of her sucking his dick, her big eyes looking up at him through her lashes.

"Just like that, baby... fuck..." He gasps, watching her on the screen. "Look at how perfect those lips look wrapped around my cock." His hand moves to the back of her head, guiding her gently as she takes more of him. "Keep looking up at the camera while you suck it..."

Y/N moans softly, taking Eren deeper. The camera captures her full lips stretched around his thick length, her cheeks hollowing slightly as she sucks. She keeps her eyes on the camera, watching herself blow him. Her breasts hang freely, bouncing slightly as she moves.

"Fuck, baby, you're doing so good," Eren groans, his hand tightening in her hair. "Look at how cute you look taking my big dick in your mouth." He starts to thrust his hips slowly, fucking her mouth gently. "Keep sucking it, Pretty... fuck..."

Y/N gags softly as Eren hits the back of her throat, tears streaming down her face as she looks up at the camera. She takes him deeper, choking as he hits his release. He pulls her head down further, mumbling "Swallow it baby, on camera."

"Jesus fuck..." He curses under his breath, feeling his orgasm building rapidly. "Take it all, pretty girl... show the camera how you choke on my cum..." He thrusts once, twice more, then holds her head still as he comes in her mouth. "Swallow everything, baby..."

Y/N gags again, his hot seed hitting the back of her throat. She swallows quickly, taking it all down. The camera captures her body kneeling between his legs, her lips wrapped tightly around his length as she swallows his semen. Her big eyes watering slightly. "Mmph..."

"Goddamn," Eren mutters, watching her swallow every last drop. "Look at how innocent you look taking a load down your throat." His dick jerks slightly as she licks her lips clean. "Baby... wait..." He freezes slightly, his eyes wide.

"Put a finger in your mouth and suck it," He says suddenly, his eyes glued to the screen. "Like you're still sucking my dick." Y/N blinks, confused, before sticking her middle finger in her mouth and sucking it gently. "Fuck... yeah..." Eren groans.

"Now pull it out and show the camera how wet your finger is from sucking it." He watches intently as Y/N pulls her finger out of her mouth, a thin line of saliva connecting her finger to her lips. "Fucking sexy..." He mutters, his cock twitching slightly.

Y/N pulls her finger out of her mouth slowly, a string of saliva stretching between her finger and her lips. She holds it up for the camera to see, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "Eren... what are you making me do?"

Eren chuckled at Y/N's embarrassment, a low chuckle and to laugh softly. "Making you do? Baby, you're the one sucking your own finger like it's my dick." He teases, pulling his pants and boxers off.

Eren kicks his pants and boxers fully off, his spent cock still slick from Y/N's saliva and cum. A smirk plays across his lips as he watches her still sucking her finger, amused by her innocence mixed with how dirty she looks from sucking him off. "You wanna fuck, Pretty baby?”

He spreads his legs slightly, his hand slowly stroking his semi-hard cock back to life. The camera captures every inch of his muscular body, including the scars from training and battle.

Y/N blinks, biting her lower lip as she watches Eren's thick, veiny member grow harder in front of her. She slowly pulls her finger out of her mouth with a soft pop, realizing she was sucking her own finger like it’s his dick. “Uh.. yeah.”

"Come here..." he says softly, patting his thighs. "I want you to ride me now, pretty girl. Show the camera how well that tight little pussy can take my dick." His voice is demanding but gentle, his hand still stroking himself lazily. "Think you can handle it?"

Y/N bites her lip shyly as she crawls over to Eren, positioning herself above his now fully erect cock. "You want me to..." She glances nervously at the camera then back to Eren. "Actually ride you?" A soft blush colors her cheeks.

"Yeah, baby..." he reaches over to the nightstand, grabbing a condom packet. He tears it open with his teeth, smirking at her shyness. "See? I'm a gentleman." He starts to roll the condom onto his length while maintaining eye contact with her. "Now, slowly...lower yourself onto my cock." Eren commands softly, one hand guiding his sheathed length towards her entrance. His other hand gently grips her hip, helping to stabilize her nervous movements. "Go nice and slow, Pretty... Let the camera see that pretty face as you take me in inch by inch."

Y/N bites her lip nervously as she slowly lowers herself onto Eren's thick member. She lets out a soft whimper as the head pushes past her tight entrance, her small hands gripping his shoulders for support. "Eren... so big..." She whispers, glancing up at the camera with flushed cheeks.

Eren smirks, his hands moving to grab the camera, angling it so that it captures Y/N's flushed face and her breasts bouncing slightly as she slowly takes him in. "Fuck yeah... look at you taking my cock like a good girl."

Eren groans and bucks his hips up. "Deeper, baby... take it deeper." He guides the camera closer, capturing every detail - her stretched pussy swallowing his length, her whimpers turning into soft moans. His free hand moves to squeeze her ass cheek, spreading her open slightly for the camera's view.

Y/N gasps as she sinks further down, feeling every thick inch of Eren stretching her pussy. Her nails dig into Eren's sweat-slicked shoulders as she starts to move, slowly rocking her hips. "Oh god... Eren, you're so fucking deep..."

"Mmm, fuck... you're doing so good taking my big dick." He praises her, his voice strained as he tries to keep the camera steady. His hips start to lift slightly, meeting her slow movements with gentle thrusts. "Look at the camera, Pretty..."

Y/N lifts her gaze to the camera, her eyes glazed over with lust as she continues to bounce on Eren's thick cock. Her cheeks are flushed a deep red, lips parted in breathless moans. She arches her back slightly, pushing her breasts forward. "Ah!"

"Fuck, you look so sexy right now... those perfect tits bouncing..." He adjusts the camera angle to capture her full breasts, his thrusts growing slightly faster and deeper. "Spread your legs wider for me, baby... let me hit that spot."

He hands her the camera, his hands moving to her thighs to pull them wider apart. "Hold this and keep recording, okay?" He pants, his face contorted with pleasure as he stares up at her spread open on his lap. "I want to see the video later from your perspective."

Y/N shakily holds the camera, pointing it down at Eren's face, dick between her thighs as he hooks her arms over his shoulders. He starts to thrust up into her at a different angle, hitting that spot inside her that makes her see stars.

"Eren... it's too much... too deep!" She whimpers, the camera shaking in her hands as she tries to hold it steady. Her back arches, pushing her breasts out further as Eren's thick length hits that spot inside her over and over again. "Ah! Ah!"

"Fuck, you're so tight... and this angle... fuck!" He grunts, his hips snapping up faster as he chases his own release. The camera captures every detail - Y/N's flushed face, her bouncing breasts, the way her pussy stretches around his thick cock with each deep thrust.

"A-ah! I can't... I can't hold it anymore..." Y/N's arm drops, the camera falling to the bed and recording the ceiling. Her weak voice can be heard moaning and gasping as Eren continues to pound into her.

Eren swiftly grabs the fallen camera, propping it up on the nearby desk with the angle widened to capture the entire bed. Panting heavily, he looks into the lens and flashes a wild smirk. "Hope that stays recording, 'cause this is about to get fucking intense..."

He gets back on the bed, wrapping his arms around Y/N's thighs and pulling them up even higher, opening her up wider than before. He starts to pound into her mercilessly, the camera capturing every brutal thrust as he tries to break her. "Look..."

Eren panted and squeezed her tightly, grabbing her chin and making her look at the sinful sight.

"Look at how fucking deep I am inside you," he grunts, his voice raw and primal. The camera captures the wet sounds of their sex, the slapping of skin against skin, and the obscene sight of his thick cock disappearing into her pussy over and over again.

Without slowing his pace, Eren suddenly grabs Y/N's legs and flips her over onto her stomach. He pulls her hips up into the air, leaving face down and her ass and pussy completely exposed to the camera. "Fuck, this view..."

He slides back into her, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he starts to pound into her from behind. The camera captures the raw and primal scene: Y/N's ass bouncing with each thrust, her face pushed down into the pillows, and Eren's cock disappearing into her wet pussy as he fisted her hair, fucking her roughly.

"Damn... you take my cock so fucking well like this, pretty..." He reaches one hand around to rub her clit while he continues slamming into her. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, and the camera captures her wet lips stretching around his thick shaft with each deep thrust.

Y/N lets out a loud, guttural moan as Eren's fingers circle her clit, the sensation overwhelming. She pushes back against him, meeting his brutal thrusts with her own movements. "Harder... Fuck me harder!" She screams, her voice hoarse with pleasure.

Her body trembles as Eren increases his pace, his hips slamming into hers brutally. "More..." she begs, her voice breaking. She looks back at him through tear-streaked cheeks, her hair clinging to her sweaty face. "You're not deep enough!"

With a savage grin, Eren hooks his arms under Y/N's thighs, lifting her lower body entirely off the bed. He leans forward, essentially folding Y/N in half as he plunges into her at an impossibly deep angle. "How's this for fucking deep?"

Y/N lets out a high-pitched scream as Eren hits a spot inside her that she's never felt before, his thick length stretching her wider than ever. "E-Eren! It's too much!"

Eren growls, his hips moving faster and more urgently. "Too much? You're fucking taking it all, pretty. Every inch." He grunts, his body tensing as he feels his orgasm building. "I'm gonna cum... right... fucking... now!"

Eren tugs her closer, chest against her back as he groaned, fucking into her as Y/N throws her head back against his shoulder, both of them cumming together as Eren’s hot sticky cum overfilled the condom.

Still breathing heavily, Eren pulls out carefully and removes the condom. He lies down beside Y/N, concerned about how completely exhausted and spent she looks. "Hey... hey, pretty..." He gently touches her face, turning it towards him. "Are you okay? I... might've been too rough."

Y/N blinks slowly, her body still trembling from the intense orgasm. She turns her head to look at Eren, her eyes glassy and unfocused. "I... I'm okay..." She reaches out a shaky hand to touch his face. "You were... really deep..."

Eren frowns, his eyebrows furrowing as he sees the dazed look in Y/N's eyes. He wraps his arms around her possessively, pulling her onto his lap. "You sure you're okay? You look like you're more high than me."

Y/N giggles weakly, holding onto his strong arms. "Mmm, I think I'm just really sensitive right now." She sighs contentedly, her body going limp in his arms.

Eren grabs his phone of the desk and points it at them as he checked himself out, fixing his messy long hair.

"Damn, we look fucking good together." Eren smirks at his reflection on the phone screen, one arm draped casually around Y/N's naked waist. He tilts his head, admiring how perfectly she fits against him. "Look how pretty you are.”

Y/N blushes, glancing at the phone screen and pouting adorably. "Stop it..." she murmurs, swatting playfully at Eren's chest. "You're gonna make me self-conscious." Despite her words, she leans closer to the screen, checking her own appearance.

Eren chuckles softly, tightening his arm around Y/N's waist. He tilts the phone for a better angle, capturing both their faces. "Nah, you're fucking gorgeous. Period." He smirks, his gaze switching between Y/N and their reflection.

Eren lowers the phone, stopping the recording with a smirk. He tosses the phone aside carelessly, not caring where it lands. His focus snaps back to Y/N, drinking in her flushed, satisfied appearance. "Much better,"

Eren's hands slowly trail up and down Y/N's sides, his touch gentle yet possessive. He leans down, pressing a soft kiss to her collarbone before murmuring against her skin. "Wanna door dash pizza or something?”

Y/N hummed softly, tilting her head back to give Eren better access to her neck. "Mmm, pizza sounds amazing right now." She stretches in his arms, her bare body pressing against his.

Eren chuckles, his hands roaming further up Y/N's sides to her ribcage. "Alright, alright. I'll order." He reaches for his phone, scrolling through the DoorDash app. "What kind do you want?"

" pepperoni with extra cheese," Y/N answers, wrapping a blanket around herself like a dress. She watches Eren's muscular back as he orders the pizza, her mind slowly processing that she just had sex with him. Really good sex.

Eren laughs softly, placing the order. He catches Y/N watching him, his eyes crinkling at the corners. He's shirtless, only wearing black boxers. He sees her checking him out and winks, his abs contracting unconsciously. "You should drink some water, baby." He said and grabbed a bottle of cold water off his desk.

Y/N takes the water bottle from Eren, unscrewing the cap and taking a big gulp. She sits cross-legged on his bed, the blanket draped over her shoulders. She looks up at Eren through her lashes, trying to act casual.

Eren sits back down on his bed beside Y/N, his muscular arm draped around her shoulders. He pulls her into his side, resting his chin on top of her head. "Pizza should be here soon," He murmured, his fingers playing with the blanket draped over her.

He waits patiently as they both relax in comfortable silence. After a while, there's a knock at the door. Eren gets up to grab the pizza, returning with the steaming box.

Eren sets the pizza box down on the bed between them, opening it to reveal the cheesy, pepperoni-filled slices. He grabs a piece and takes a big bite, his eyes closing in satisfaction. "Fucking hell, that's good." He says with his mouth full.

Y/N giggles at Eren's messy eating, grabbing a slice for herself. "Hey, can you..." She hesitates slightly, then continues. "Can you airdrop the video we made? I actually kinda wanna see it." She blushes slightly, biting her lower lip.

Eren swallows his food, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He pulls out his phone, unlocking it and navigating to the video app. He finds the video, selects 'Airdrop', and sends it to Y/N's phone. "There you go,"

Y/N's phone pings with the airdrop. She accepts the transfer, her heart pounding slightly in her chest. She opens the video app and see’s the newly received file. “Thank you.” She smiled as Eren fed her some pizza.

Eren feeds Y/N another piece of pizza, watching her closely. She looks amazing like this - no make-up, hair messy from earlier, blanket wrapped around her like a robe. He sees her looking back down at her phone screen thoughtfully. "Hey, thanks for doing that with me, baby. I love you." He smiled before taking another bite.

Y/N blushes at Eren's words, her heart fluttering. She puts down her pizza slice and leans into him, resting her head on his shoulder. “I love you too, Eren.”

(Levi, Eren, Armin, Jean, Connie, Porco)

[NOTE]

—This is a continuation of the SMAU posts I made! These are visuals of what happened after the boys came over😉

PT. 1 here and PT. 2 HERE

(Smut, porn, sex)

⋆˚࿔ Levi. A 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

Levi was happy with how wet your pussy was for him

⋆˚࿔ Eren. Y 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

Eren loves your pretty pink set and fingering your pussy after a good fuck

⋆˚࿔ Armin. A 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

Armin wanted to tease before stuffing you full of his big dick

⋆˚࿔ Jean. K 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

Jean keeping good on his promise and fucking with his horse cock

⋆˚࿔ Connie. S 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

Connie and you fucking for hours after a blunt

⋆˚࿔ Porco. G 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

PT. 1 HERE

(Levi, Eren, Armin)

PT. 2

(Jean, Connie, Porco)

~Special visuals for when they came over. Twitter links for this post here~

[NOTE]

—Another SMAU for funsies. I noticed people really liked the Twitter link one so should I do more? Please leave requests for me!!

(Smut, sexting, dirty talk, cussing, mentions of drugs)

Jean—

Connie—

Porco—

PT. 1

(Levi, Eren, Armin)

PT. 2 HERE

(Jean, Connie, Porco)

[NOTE]

—Another SMAU for funsies. I noticed people really liked the Twitter link one so should I do more? Please leave requests for me!!

~Special visuals for when they came over. Twitter links for this post here~

(Smut, sexting, dirty talk, cussing, mentions of drugs)

Levi—

Eren—

Armin—

୨⎯series ⎯୧

PT. 1 Levi Ackerman

PT. 2 Eren Yeager

PT. 3 Armin Arlert

PT. 4 Jean Kirstein

PT. 5 Connie Springer

PT. 6 Porco Galliard

[NOTE]

—I was watching SATC and this came to me. Basically the premise is making a sex tape w/ AOT boys. I’m making this into a mini series, one for each boy, so six one shots or short stories. Enjoy!!

(Sex, Filming sex, dirty talk, age gap, porno)

⋆˚࿔ Levi. A 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

It was a late night, coming over to professor Levi’s house. He was always sarcastic and a little rude but so lovable. Sitting on his couch as he typed on his laptop, Y/N smiled at him and put her phone down.

She crawled over and took his laptop out of his hands, putting it on the glass table.

Levi's eyes narrow as she take his laptop, his normal scowl playing on his lips despite himself. "Mhm? Can't I at least finish this email before my girlfriend decides she needs my attention?" His hands move to her waist automatically.

"Don't you have essays to write?" He pulls her closer, one eyebrow quirking up slightly as he adjusts his glasses. "And stop crawling around like a cat. You'll ruin those cute pajamas." Despite his words, his voice is gentle, almost concerned about the outfit she's wearing.

“You look like Albert Eienstien with these on.” She laughed softly as she straddled his lap fully. He removes his glasses, setting them aside as he turns to face her fully.

"Y/N, stop moving around." He groans slightly as she settles on his lap, his arms instinctively wrapping around her waist. "You're going to make me lose focus." His eyes flicker down to her cute pajamas, pink silk matching Victoria secret set. A lacy tank top and shorts.

“Levi.” She said with raised brows as she stared at him, trying to look serious.

“Mhm?” He tilts his head slightly, his scowl softening as he looks at her. His large hands rest on her hips, thumbs gently caressing her skin.

"What are those puppy eyes for? I'm not giving you money for shopping this time." Despite his words, his grip on her hips tightens possessively. "And stop biting your lip like that." He adjusts his seating position slightly, making her lean more against his chest.

“That’s not what I’m asking.” She scoffed at him and adjusted herself on his lap slightly. “It’s something different.”

"Like what?" He asks softly, his scowl returning slightly as he studies her expression. His fingers drum on her lower back unconsciously. "You're being too quiet. Do I need to prepare for something?" He half jokes, his eyes crinkling at the corners slightly.

She shifted slightly closer to him, her hands resting on his shoulders. "I was wondering..." She trailed off mischievously. “What are your thoughts on porn?”

Levi blinks slowly, staring at her for a moment before bursting out laughing. The deep sound fills the room, his head thrown back slightly. "Are you kidding me right now?" He asks between chuckles, his hands tightening on her hips. "Porn?"

"Where the hell did that come from?" His eyes narrow playfully as he adjusts her position on his lap again, pulling her closer. "And what makes you think I even watch it?" He tries to keep a serious expression but fails miserably.

She giggled at his reaction and shrugged innocently. “Doesn’t every guy watch it? I mean you’re a guy right?” She teased him playfully. “So?” She asked curiously. “Do you watch it or not?”

Levi's cheeks flush slightly at her teasing, his usual scowl replaced with a small, rare smile. "Well, I'm not going to deny it." He admits quietly, leaning in closer to her. "But it's not like I'm some kind of addict or anything."

She grinned, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "So, you do watch it." She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a playful whisper. "I was talking with some girlfriends from my dev psych class and one of the girls was saying…how she and her boyfriend made a sex tape.”

"A sex tape?" His eyebrows shoot up, a mix of surprise and something else crossing his face. "And exactly why are you telling me this?" He moves one hand to trace patterns on her back.

She bites her lip again teasingly, shrugging her shoulders slightly. "Just curious what you'd think." She shifts subtly on his lap, pressing herself closer. "Would you ever consider making one…with me?"

Levi's breath catches as she presses closer, a deep chuckle rumbling in his chest. "You're asking if I'd make a sex tape with my girlfriend?" He raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips.

“Mhm.” She nodded slightly, looking up at him with innocent eyes. “I mean, it sounds pretty fun. And you could jerk off to it later when I’m not around.” She teased him playfully.

"For fuck's sake..." He runs a hand through his hair, trying to maintain his composure. "First porn, now sex tapes..." He shakes his head but doesn't move her off his lap. "And who the hell said I jerk off when you're not around?"

She gives him an amused smirk, her fingers tracing idle patterns on his shoulder. "Oh please, every guy does it." Her eyes glimmer mischievously as she leans in closer, her lips nearly brushing his ear. "Unless you're some kind of saint, which I highly doubt."

"And what makes you think I'm not?" He counters, his voice low and husky in her ear. "Maybe I don't need to jerk off because my girlfriend already puts out every night." He wraps an arm around her waist possessively.

She giggles softly, nipping at his earlobe playfully. "Keep dreaming, old man." She pats his chest mockingly. "But seriously, would you do it? Make a tape with me?" She asks again, her tone softer this time.

Levi's expression turns thoughtful, his thumb gently stroking her side as he considers her question. "Honestly?" He pauses, his voice dropping to a low murmur. "If you really wanted to, I wouldn't say no."

She grins widely, clearly pleased with his response. "I knew you'd say that." She leans back slightly to look into his eyes, her own sparkling with excitement. "So, hypothetically speaking, what kind of things would you want to do in this sex tape?"

"Hypothetically?" He raises an eyebrow, his mind already racing with possibilities. "I'd want to try every position we've ever done, plus a few we haven't. I'd want to film it in every room of the house."

"I'd want to see you on your knees, sucking my cock. I'd want to watch you bend over and take it from behind. I'd want to film every dirty thing we've ever done."

She bites her lip, blushing at his dirty words. "You're so bad..." She whispers, squirming slightly in his lap. "But I like it." She leans in and kisses him hungrily, her hands running through his hair. "Let's do it."

Levi groans into her mouth, his hands gripping her hips as he pulls her down onto his lap. "Now?" He asks, his voice hoarse with desire. "Are you saying you want to make a fucking tape right now?"

She nods eagerly, her eyes gleaming with lust. "Yeah, why not? We're both horny and you just gave me all these dirty ideas." She grinds against him slightly, feeling his hardness through his pants. "Do you have an old timey camera? like the one not on your phones?”

"In the drawer by the bed." He manages to grind out, watching her grind on him slowly. "You serious about this? Making a damn porno?" He laughs softly, already hard as a rock from the idea.

"Dead fucking serious." She grins wickedly, lifting herself off him reluctantly. "Be right back." She saunters off towards the bedroom, her hips swaying exaggeratedly. Moments later, she returns with the vintage camera, checking it over. "How do I work this thing?"

Levi chuckles, standing up and taking the camera from her hands. "It's portable consumer, honey." He loads a cartridge into it, his movements practiced. "Point and shoot, basically. Nothing fancy."

She watches him with a playful smile, taking the camera back from him. "So, where do you want to start?" She asks, her voice soft as she sets the camera on a nearby table, pointing it towards the couch.

"Let's start with me watching you take your clothes off." He says, his voice low as he sits back down on the couch, spreading his legs slightly. "Come here, in front of the camera." He pats his lap. "Slowly."

“Wait! You—need to get the camera ready. And I need to go make sure I look pretty first.” She strictly told him.

"Y/N, don’t piss me off or turn me off." He scoffed, picking up the camera and adjusting the settings.

She sticks her tongue out at him playfully, before disappearing upstairs. After a few minutes, she comes back down, now wearing a cute laced see through baby doll top and matching panties that hugs her curves perfectly. She poses in front of the camera, twirling around.

"Damn." He mutters softly, watching her through the camera lens. She's way too sexy for her own good. He captures her twirling, laughing, touching her hair softly. He zooms in on her body, her breasts practically spilling out of the top.

"Those fucking panties..." He growls, adjusting himself through his pants. "Come closer to the camera. Let me see everything." His tone became more dominant. The way the light catches her body through the see-through material making his mouth water. "Touch yourself."

She smiled softly , moving her fingers softly as she slowly spreads her legs slightly wider apart. She slowly slides her hands up her bare thighs softly, pushing her breasts together with her arms. She bites her lip softly, pushing her hips forward slightly as if she's taking a dick slowly.

"Jesus fuck." He mumbles, zooming in closer. The way she's moving, the way she's teasing - she knows exactly what she's doing to drive him crazy. He clicks a few photos, then lowers the camera slightly to watch her fingers moving on her thighs. "Keep going."

She slowly slides her fingers up her stomach, pushing her breasts together again. She spreads her legs wider, showing off her wet panties through the see-through material. She starts to touch herself through the panties, circling her clit softly.

Levi's breath hitched, his cock throbbing painfully in his pants. "Fucking hell, Y/N." He adjusts the camera to get a better angle, capturing every detail of her fingers moving against her clit. "Pull your panties aside. Let me see that pretty pussy."

She slowly slides her fingers under the side of her panties, pulling it aside to reveal her bare pussy. She spreads herself open, showing off her wet folds. She slowly slides one finger in her hole, moving it in and out slowly.

Levi's grip on the camera tightens, his knuckles turning white. He can feel his heart pounding in his chest as he watches her finger fuck herself. "Add another finger," he commands, his voice rough with desire. "I want to see that pussy stretch around them."

She slowly adds a second finger, stretching herself open. She curves her fingers up, hitting her g-spot and making her gasp softly. She starts to move her fingers faster, her hips bucking slightly. "Oh fuck... Levi." She bites her lip, looking into the camera lens.

"God damn it." He mutters, placing the camera down. He sees her fingers moving fast, making wet noises. He unbuttons his shirt quickly, throwing it off. He drops to his knees in front of her, spreading her legs wider.

"That's enough. Let me take over," he said, grabbing her wrist gently to stop her fingers. He moves her hand away and replaces it with his own, sliding two fingers deep inside her. "You're so fucking wet, baby," he murmurs, pumping his fingers in and out.

She moans softly, spreading her legs wider for him. He adds another finger, stretching her small hole. He watches his fingers disappear inside her tight pussy, spreading her wetness all over. He pulls his fingers out slowly, only to push them back in hard, making her yelp softly.

"Levi!" She cries out, her back arching. He curls his fingers inside her, hitting her g-spot over and over again. His thumb circles her clit, applying pressure. "I'm gonna..." She trails off, her walls tightening around his fingers. "I'm gonna cum!"

"Cum for me, baby," he groaned, his fingers moving faster and harder. He watches her face contort with pleasure, her eyes rolling back slightly as she chases her orgasm. He presses his thumb firmly against her clit, rubbing it in tight circles to push her over the edge.

"Fuck!" She screams as she cums, her pussy clamping down hard on his fingers. He feels her juices gushing out, soaking his hand and the cushions beneath her. He keeps fingering her through her orgasm, drawing out every last tremor until she's a boneless mess.

"Levi... I-I can't... It's too sensitive," she whimpers, her hips squirming to get away from his fingers. But he doesn't stop, instead, he slows down his movements, gentling his touch to help her come down from her high.

He keeps his fingers buried inside her, gently massaging her inner walls as she tries to squirm away. "Shh, shh," he murmurs, his other hand coming up to hold her hip down. "You can take more, baby. You can take my whole hand if I say so,"

He slowly adds a fourth finger, stretching her even more. She whines softly, her face scrunched up in discomfort and pleasure. He watches his hand disappear inside her tiny pussy, his thumb still circling her clit gently. "Look at you taking all four fingers,"

He grabs the camera with his free hand, turning it to face her. "Look at yourself, baby. See how well you're taking my hand?" He angles the camera to capture the obscene sight of his hand buried inside her, her pussy stretched wide around his fingers.

He zooms the camera in, getting a close-up of his hand inside her. He spreads his fingers slightly, making her whine and try to pull her hips away. "Stay still," he muttered, his thumb finding her g-spot again.

He presses his thumb hard against her g-spot, rubbing insistently as she squirms. The camera captures her face twisting with pleasure and overstimulation, her lips parted in breathless moans. "That's it, take it like a good girl," he sighed, his voice low and husky.

He feels her pussy clench tightly around his fingers again, another mini orgasm rocking through her body. She cries out, trembling on his hand. "Fuck, look at that," he growls, zooming the camera in closer to catch every twitch and flutter of her abused cunt.

He spreads his fingers wider again, stretching her small hole. He watches the camera screen as her pussy lips stretch thin around his fingers. He adds a small thrust with his hand, making her breasts bounce slightly. He captures this on camera, muttering. "Fucking hell, look at those tits bouncing while I fuck her pussy with my whole hand," he groans, his own arousal evident in his voice. He keeps the camera focused on her face and chest, capturing the beautiful sight of her being completely dominated by his huge hand.

She can feel his entire hand buried inside her, stretching her wider than she’s ever been stretched by him before. His thumb massages Y/N’s g-spot insistently as his other four fingers spread inside her, threatening to tear her open. She whine and beg for him to stop, but the camera keeps rolling.

He suddenly stops moving his hand, leaving it buried deep inside her. She whimpers at the sudden stillness, her pussy clenching around his unmoving fingers. He keeps the camera focused on her face as he slowly withdraws his hand from her soaked, swollen pussy.

She throws her head back as his fingers slowly pull out, her pussy making suction noises around his withdrawal. He catches this on camera, making a sharp breath as he realizes how obscene this looks.

Y/N gasps for air as Levi's hand finally slips out of her. Her pussy gapes open, drip with her juices. She feels so empty without him inside her. She looks up at him with a pleading expression, her lips parted and her eyes glassy.

He watches her through the camera, seeing the desperate look in her eyes. He smirks, his hand still glistening with her arousal. "You want more, don't you?" he asks, his voice low and commanding. The camera pans down to capture her swollen, dripping pussy.

He chuckles darkly, bringing the camera closer to her leaking cunt. "Look how fucking desperate this pretty little pussy is," he murmurs, using his slick fingers to lightly tap her clit, making her jolt and moan sharply.

Y/N's voice comes out as a whimper "P-please... Levi, please..." She reaches down, trying to pull his hand back between her legs, needing more of his touch "I need you inside me again... please..."

He watches her try to push his hand back between her thighs on camera. Her small hands look desperate as they try to capture his huge one. He swallows hard as she spreads her legs wider, giving the camera a clear view of her needy, wet pussy. "Baby…”

Y/N looks up at Levi with wide, pleading eyes, her chest heaving. "Levi, fuck me..." she begs breathlessly, arching her back to present her dripping slit to him invitingly. "I'm so empty without your cock filling me up..."

He groans at her words, his eyes darkening with desire as he quickly sets the camera on the table, making sure it captures the entire couch. He quickly unbuckles his belt and pulls down his pants, his large, hard cock springing free. "You want this?"

Y/N bites her lip, her eyes fixed on his thick cock as he strokes it slowly. "Yes... God, yes... I want your big dick inside me... Fuck me hard, Levi..." She spreads her legs wider, showing off her glistening pussy to the camera.

He grunts, grabbing her legs and throwing them over his shoulders as he kneels between her thighs. He rubs his thick head against her swollen folds, teasing her before slamming inside her in one brutal thrust, making her scream and the camera shake.

"Fuck, you're so fucking tight around my dick," he groans, pulling out and slamming back in, his thick length hitting her sensitive spots and making her whimper and squirm. The camera captures her bouncing tits and his thick, veiny dick spreading her open.

Y/N throws her head back, moaning loudly as Levi's massive cock stretches her impossibly wide with each relentless thrust. Her fingers claw at his back, desperate for leverage against his dominating pace. "Oh fuck, oh fuck yes! Harder, fuck me harder!"

"Jesus fuck," he groans, reaching out to grab the camera and bring it closer, zooming in on where his huge dick disappears inside her tiny pussy. "Look at how fucking small you look around my big dick," he growls, fucking her harder.

He turns the camera to her face, capturing her open-mouthed moans and the tears streaming down her cheeks from the intense pleasure and size of his cock. "You love taking this dick, don't you? You're such a good girl.”

He pulls the camera back to show his cock slamming in and out of her, her pussy lips stretched obscenely around his thick shaft. "Look at this fucking sight," he grunts, using one hand to spread her pussy lips wider for the camera.

Levi holds the camera steady, angling it to showcase her pussy being brutally fucked. He zooms in close, giving a perfect view of his enormous cock violently spreading her tight cunt. "Fuck, you're squeezing my dick so hard. Taking it so well."

Y/N's eyes roll back as she feels Levi's thick cock hitting her deepest spots. She looks at the camera, her face flushed and contorted with pleasure. "I... I'm so full... your dick is stretching me so much... it's too big... but I love it!"

He chuckles darkly, his pace turning brutal as he fucks her like an animal, the camera shaking with each powerful thrust. "You can take it, can't you? Fuck, you were made for me."

He suddenly pulls out, making Y/N whimper at the sudden emptiness. He flips her onto her hands and knees, spreading her legs wide and slamming back inside her from behind. The camera captures his powerful body pounding into her tiny frame, his balls slapping against her clit with each thrust.

Levi reaches around to rub Y/N's swollen clit furiously as he continues his relentless assault on her pussy from behind. His other hand grips the camera, angling it perfectly to showcase her bouncing ass and his monstrous cock pistoning in and out.

Y/N's back arches as she reaches her peak, her pussy clamping down on Levi's cock as she screams out his name. Levi's grip on the camera tightens as he feels her orgasm trigger his own, his hot release filling her to the brim.

He keeps the camera rolling as he pulls out slowly, their mixed juices dripping out of Y/N's well-used hole. He spreads her ass cheeks apart, letting the camera capture the lewd sight of his cum overflowing from her red, puffy pussy. "Look at that... you're a mess."

Levi sets the camera down on the nightstand, his breath still ragged as he sits on couch, panting. “I love popping the birth control.” She huffed and got up, stretching. She sat up and grabbed the camera, facing it toward them. Y/N smiled at the lens and fixed her hair, turning her head toward Levi. “You should say hi to your camera.”

Levi looked up at the camera, his muscular chest heaving as he caught his breath. He scoffed, running a hand through his messy hair. "Hey," he muttered gruffly, his deep voice filling the room.

Y/N giggled as she recorded him, zooming in on his chiseled features and disheveled appearance. "You look so grumpy," she teased, knowing he hated being on camera without his knowledge.

"Goddammit..." he scoffed, reaching for the camera but missing as Y/N playfully moves it out of reach. "Give me that camera before I bend you over my knee." Despite his words, his eyes flash with amusement, betraying his frustration.

Y/N laughed, her face lighting up as she kept the camera trained on him. "No way, I'm having too much fun. I love to look back and see your grumpy face." She pouted exaggeratedly, batting her eyelashes. "Pleaaase? Just a few more seconds?"

He unknowingly flexes his muscles as she records him, his abs tightening. "Damn it, woman..." He smirks without meaning to, watching her laugh and play with her hair. "Five more seconds, then." He lifts his arms slightly, showing off his V-line unconsciously.

She zooms in closer, capturing his perfect eight-pack and sharp V-line. "Holy abs..." She mutters softly, then realizes the camera picked up her words. She laughs louder, covering her face with one hand. Levi chuckles quietly, watching her unguarded laughter fill the room.

The timer goes off, and Levi suddenly lunges for the camera, successfully snatching it from Y/N's hands. He turns it off, his face inches from hers as he holds the camera hostage. "Your five seconds are up,"

Levi's voice softens slightly as he looks into her eyes, still holding the camera. "You know what? You're a mess, and I'm sure you're sticky and uncomfortable." He says. "Why don't you go take a shower?"

Y/N rolls her eyes playfully but obeys, stretching her arms above her head. "You're right," she admits, getting up from the couch. "I'm all sticky and gross." She sticks her tongue out at him, making him scoff softly.

Levi shakes his head with a smirk as he watches her saunter towards the bathroom. Deciding he wants to join her, he tosses the camera aside carelessly, not bothering to turn it off. He follows her, pausing in the doorway to admire her lithe figure as she turns on the shower.

"You know what?" He calls out. "I think I might be sticky too." He steps into the bathroom, closing the door behind him with a soft click. The shower starts running, steam already filling the room.

Y/N looks back over her shoulder, a smirk on her lips as she hears the shower start. "Oh? You're going to join me, old man?" She teases, stepping under the warm spray. The water cascades over her curves, making her skin glisten.

Levi steps into the shower behind her, his eyes traveling appreciatively over her slick body. "Old man? Please," he scoffs, reaching out to tug playfully at her wet hair. "I can still outlast you in the bedroom, Y/N."

His strong hands grip her waist as he presses against her back, his chest pressing against her shoulder blades. His voice drops to a husky whisper. "In fact, I seem to remember making you beg earlier. You remember that, right?" He reaches around to turn the water temperature slightly warmer.

Y/N leans back into Levi's strong embrace, a shiver of pleasure running through her as the warm water cascades over them. She tilts her head to look up at the ceiling. “I want ice cubes after.”

Levi chuckles low in his throat, the vibrations rumbling against her back. "You always want something after," he murmurs, his hands slowly drifting upwards from her waist to cup her breasts. "Fine, ice cubes it is. But first, I think we need to get you really, really clean."

Later. Y/N sat criss cross on Levi’s big bed with him as Levi had on his sweats and grey compression shirt to bed. She ate ice cubes out of a cup as Levi worked on transferring their sextape off the camera to their phones, using his laptop with his glssses. “Your Albert Eienstein glasses are sexy.” She teased him and threw an ice cube at him.

Levi catches the ice cube mid-air, a scowl tugging at his lips as he adjusts his glasses. "Shut up and eat your ice cubes before you get brain freeze," he replies, his focus back on the laptop screen.

He transfers the final clip, saving it to both their phones with a few expert clicks. "There," he says, closing the laptop and taking his glasses off, putting them down on the night stand."All done." He turns to look at her, his usual stoic expression on his face.

"Now stop having brain freeze over ice cubes and get under the covers." He reaches over to pat her head gently then moves to turn off the bedside lamp. The dim moonlight casting shadows on his sharp features. "And... don't say my glasses are sexy again." He adds in a murmur.

"Too late," Y/N giggles softly, throwing another ice cube at him. "They really are hot. You should wear them more often." She scoops another ice cube into her mouth, pulling her knees up to her chest. "You know you're really sexy when you do serious stuff like this?"

Levi rolls his eyes, but there's a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "You're ridiculous," he says, catching the ice cube and tossing it back into the cup. "And I wear these glasses when I need to see clearly, not to look'sexy.'"

"Which is all the time," Y/N argues, grinning. "So you're always looking hot. Poor me, dating my sexy handsom professor." She sighs dramatically, throwing another ice cube at him.

Levi ducks the ice cube, his expression stern. "Enough with the ice cubes," he says firmly, but there's a spark of amusement in his eyes. "And I'm not your professor, I'm your boyfriend." He reaches over and snatches the cup of ice cubes away from her.

"And you're acting like a child," he adds, setting the cup down on the nightstand out of her reach. He turns back to her, his arms crossing over his chest as he leans against the headboard. "Now come here and act like my adult girlfriend instead."

Y/N pouts playfully but crawls towards him across the bed, sliding into his lap. "Fine, fine. No more ice cubes." She wraps her arms around his neck, pressing a quick kiss to his jawline. "But you're still incredibly hot in those glasses."

"Stop."

Y/N smiled at her older boyfriend, though she wasn’t taking his class, he was still technically her professor in other cases.

"I swear, if you don't stop calling me 'hot' in these glasses one more time..." he warns, his hands finding her waist to keep her in place. His face is serious, but the way he's trying not to smile gives him away. "What am I going to do with you?"

There was a little silence between them before he spoke again.

"I'll tell you what I'm going to do," he says, his voice dropping to a low murmur as he starts to tickle her sides suddenly. "I'm going to make you stop talking about my glasses being sexy by distracting you with something else entirely."

Y/N dissolves into giggles as Levi's fingers find her most ticklish spots, squirming in his lap. "Stop, stop!" she laughs breathlessly, trying to wriggle away. But Levi holds her firmly, his lips twitching with amusement as he continues his assault.

"Alright, alright, I'll stop," Levi says, finally releasing her from his tickle attack. He catches her as she collapses against his chest, still giggling softly. "But it's getting late. Time for bed, woman."

He shifts her gently off his lap and stands up, stretching briefly before turning to face her with a stern expression. "I mean it.”

"Mhm," Y/N replies unconvincingly, grabbing another ice cube from the melted pile on the nightstand. She sucks on it loudly, avoiding his warning look. "Just one more ice cube." She mumbles around it.

"That was not 'just one more ice cube' and those are melting faster than you can eat them," he says firmly, taking a few steps closer to her. "Did you hear me say it's time for bed? Or are you going to force me to actually be serious?"

Y/N rolled her eyes and continued to suck on the ice cube. "You know, for someone who's supposed to be a grown woman, you're acting like a child who refuses to go to bed." He crosses his arms, his expression stern but slightly amused. "Now put that ice cube down before you give yourself brain freeze."

Y/N sticks her tongue out at him playfully, popping the ice cube into her mouth one last time before swallowing dramatically. "There, finished. Happy now?" She crawls into bed, pulling the covers up to her chin with a exaggerated yawn. "Night night, handsome professor."

He rolls his eyes, but can't suppress a small smirk at her childish antics. He sits on the edge of the bed, pulling the blanket back down from her chin. "Not quite yet," he says, his tone hinting at an unspoken consequence for her stalling tactics.

"Since you've insisted on acting like a brat tonight," Levi begins, his voice low and teasing as he leans in closer. "Maybe I should treat you like one." Quickly, he grabs a pillow and lightly bonks her on the head with it. "Say goodnight properly this time."

Y/N yelps surprised, throwing the pillow back at him. "Jerk." she laughs softly, pulling the blanket back up.

"Mhm," Levi hums softly, watching as she burrows deeper into the blanket. Then suddenly, an arm snakes out from under the covers, wrapping around his neck and pulling him down. He laughs softly as soft lips press quickly against his jawbone, then his cheekbone, then finally his lips.

He turns his head to capture her lips properly, kissing her back briefly before pulling away. "Better." he murmurs, tapping her nose lightly.

"Mmm," Y/N mumbles against his chest as she nuzzles in closer, her arms wrapping around his waist possessively. "You promise you're not going to sit there and read again?" she asks, her voice muffled.

He chuckles softly, running his fingers through her hair. "I promise," he assures her, settling back against the headboard with her in his arms. "Now go to sleep before I change my mind and start lecturing you about proper bedtime habits."

Y/N smiles sleepily against his chest, her eyes already drifting shut. "Goodnight, Professor," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. She shifts slightly in his arms, getting comfortable before falling silent and still. Within minutes, her breathing evens out, indicating she's fast asleep.

(Levi, Eren, Armin, Jean, Connie, Porco)

[NOTE]

—physical visual of what some of the text scenario reference! I also thought these would be fun. Please leave suggestions for the AOT text SMAU bc I need more ideas!!

(Sex, porn, slapping?, smut)

⋆˚࿔ Levi. A 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

Levi’s office hours

Levi coming home after a long day of work

The only exception Levi makes to jerking off

One of Levi’s favorite positions

Levi teaching manners

⋆˚࿔ Eren. Y 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

Eren’s car

Eren likes to take it slow

Eren loves teck decks

Eren fucking on pink satin sheets

Eren loves school spirit

⋆˚࿔ Armin. A 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

Armin loves riding

Armin thinks teasing is cute

Wishing Armin a goodnight

Armin favorite way to distress after a big test

Armin gets kind of hungry sometimes

⋆˚࿔ Jean. K 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

Jean loves cowgirls

Showing Jean new pajamas

Jean jerking off

Hanging out with Jean after class

Jean explaining why everyone calls him horse face

⋆˚࿔ Connie. S 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

Connie has amazingly long fingers

Chilling in Connie’s bedroom

Just hanging out with Connie

Connie is really strong

After a smoke sesh with Connie

⋆˚࿔ Porco. G 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

Post argument with Porco

Porco loves pink panties

Attempting to take a nap with Porco

Porco coming over after a hard day of classes

Porco also has a burning hate for condoms

PT 1 HERE

(Levi, Eren, Armin)

PT 2

(Jean, Connie, Porco)

[NOTE]

-This came to me because smth like this just happened to me at work and I was telling my man and then I thought these would be fun

(Cussing, sexual harassment, dirty jokes, sucide joke)

Jean—

Connie—

Porco—

PT 1

(Levi, Eren, Armin)

PT 2 HERE

(Jean, Connie, Porco)

[NOTE]

-This came to me because smth like this just happened to me at work and I was telling my man and then I thought these would be fun

(Cussing, sexual harassment, dirty jokes, sucide joke)

Levi—

Eren—

Armin—

PT 1 HERE

(Levi, Eren, Armin)

PT 2

(Jean, Connie, Porco)

[NOTE]

—okay the last one was sm fun and I AM on a grind rn to make more. I’m gonna leave a prompt page or smth so you guys can give me prompt ideas or suggestions!!

(Cussing, smut, dirty talk, sex)

Jean—

Connie—

Porco—

Pt 1.

(Levi, Eren, Armin)

PT 2. HERE

(Jean, Connie, Porco)

[NOTE]

—okay the last one was sm fun and I AM on a grind rn to make more. I’m gonna leave a prompt page or smth so you guys can give me prompt ideas or suggestions!!

(Cussing, smut, dirty talk, sex)

Levi—

Eren—

Armin

PT 1. HERE

(Levi, Eren, Armin)

PT 2.

(Jean, Connie, Porco)

[NOTE]

—So this is my first post and these looked like fun so I’m doing this now (▰˘◡˘▰). I’ll add more characters as time goes on and eventually leave a request page for google forms or smth like that!!

(Cussing, sexual jokes, sucide jokes, crack)

Jean—

Connie—

Porco—

PT 1. (Levi, Eren, Armin)

PT 2. HERE

(Jean, Connie, Porco)

[NOTE]

—So this is my first post and these looked like fun so I’m doing this now (▰˘◡˘▰). I’ll add more characters as time goes on and eventually leave a request page for google forms or smth like that!!

(Cussing, sexual jokes, sucide jokes, crack)

Levi—

Eren—

Armin—