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— 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝜗ৎ 𝘍𝘢𝘸𝘯𝘴 𝜗ৎ 𝘝𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘵 𝜗ৎ 𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘯 𝘙𝘰𝘵 𝜗ৎ 𝘑𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘬𝘢𝘴 𝜗ৎ 𝘝𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝜗ৎ 𝘉𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝜗ৎ

⏾ ⋆˙⟡ 𝘊𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 $𝘦𝘹 𝜗ৎ 𝘑𝘦𝘧𝘧 𝘉𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝜗ৎ 𝘗𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘝𝘦𝘪𝘭 𝜗ৎ 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝜗ৎ 𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘋𝘦𝘭 𝘙𝘦𝘺 𝜗ৎ 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘕𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝜗ৎ 𝘈𝘳𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘺𝘴 𝜗ৎ

— A fitting AU considering we lost them. I couldn’t stop thinking about how Mia and Seb coded they are!

⟢ 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐀𝐛𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 ⋆˙⟡⋆

⟢ 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐚 𝐃𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧 ⋆˙⟡⋆

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⏾ ⋆˙⟡ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Eren Jaeger x Fem Reader

⏾ ⋆˙⟡ 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: Mature Content 18+

⏾ ⋆˙⟡ 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: MDNI! Smut! | Whining and Whimpering pathetic Eren, Unprotected sex in Eren’s hellcat, smoking, mocking bratty banter, reader is on birth control, p in v, voyeurism, dry-humping, aftercare, polyamorous thoughts, Mikasa and Armin are asleep in the back seat…

𝐀/𝐍: Snippet from ch 24 of Swan and Seabird (Yearner Turkish Eren Jaeger x Reader) by Nocturnesquefawn on both Wattpad and Ao3. (Interactive letters included.)

The reader is referred to as Swan (Nickname) and Askim (My love in Turkish.)

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Armin and Mikasa were both fast asleep in the back seat of Eren's lavish car, leaning against the windows that had misted from the pouring rain.

The rainfall drummed rhythmically against the glass windows, drowning out the soft sound of your shivering breaths.

Eren skimmed through his playlist, picking a song to fill the silence. You recognized it as A Little Death by the Neighbourhood.

"Car's gonna take a while to heat up," murmured Eren.

"It's fine," you shivered, wrapping your arms around yourself.

"Hold on," he said, before grabbing something from the back seat. "Here, I always keep a spare jacket in the back cause my mom is always yelling at me to wear one."

You laughed lightly at that, eagerly accepting the dark corduroy jacket he draped over your shoulders. "Thanks."

"What about you?" You asked. "You've only got a t-shirt on. Aren't you cold?"

"Nah, I've got these babies to keep me warm," he replied slyly, pulling out a white lighter and a pack of Marlboros from his pocket. "Cigarette?"

"Sure." You smiled, accepting it.

His gaze fixated on your glistening lips as you placed the cigarette between them.

With a quiet click, he painted your complexion a luminous ember glow, perfectly entranced by the flame dancing in your eyes.

Your breath caught in your throat at the sight of his own.

They were dark and dilated with desire.

In a slow, calculated movement, Eren cupped your jaw, tilting it upwards before lighting the end of your cigarette.

It was as if breathing had become a metaphysical concept, and you only remembered how once he slumped back in his seat, his lashes shut at the hymn of drumming rain.

A soft exhale of awe fell from your lips, irises swirling with stars as usual as you gaped quietly at him.

Eren's cigarette was pressed between his charmingly lanky pianist fingers, his gleaming lips parting to release skillful rings of silver smoke. Of course, he could do that, you knew first-hand that he was skilled with his mouth.

His hellish halos seemed to slowly coax the sensibility from your mind, coiling the silver smoke around your squirming body.

Swallowing dryly, you swiped your hot tongue over your parched lips, smearing them with an alluring sheen that glistened in the moonlight.

You may have imagined it, but you could have sworn you heard Eren's breath hitch.

He had stopped smoking. His cigarette pressed lazily between his lips in silent reflection whilst his gaze pierced your heart.

Shit.

Your thighs squeezed together tightly, curse words whirling like tempests in your mind due to the worsening palpitation between your legs.

Leaning in, Eren gently plucked the cigarette from your lips, eyes glazed over as he removed his own and blew into your parted lips.

"Inhale," he uttered, tilting his head.

Shuddering with desire, you did as told, feeling the smoke curl at the back of your throat. 

Heat must have surged to your cheeks, because a smug, dimpled smirk curved at his alluring lips.

"What are you playing at, Jaeger?" you whispered, concealing the nervous tremble in your voice.

"Jaeger?" He raised his brows. "Askim, I thought we were past the last names?"

"I'll say your first name when you stop being a smug little shit," you asserted amusedly.

"Hm, is that so?" he hummed, a devilish smirk plastered to his face as he leaned in and brushed his mouth against the shell of your ear.

You shuddered at the contact, lashes fluttering shut. "What do you want, Jaeger?" you breathed.

"Jaeger, again?" he asked. "Oh, Askim, I know there are more pleasant ways for you to say my name."

Dear Lord.

"Eren," you warned, hardly convincing yourself of the objection.

Realization struck, and you almost groaned from frustration at the sly expression on his pretty face.

"Now that's what I wanted to hear," he teased, taking another drag of his cigarette before exhaling into your mouth.

You inhaled slowly, taking your cigarette back and mirroring his teasing movements. This time, Eren was the one to inhale needily.

Your stomach coiled with want.

Fuck compose yourself.

You couldn't just jump Eren like some feral animal, especially not with Armin and Mikasa still sleeping in the back seat.

You crushed your cigarette against the ashtray and he did the same.

"Y/N?"

"Hm?"

"You know that one Troye Sivan song?" He hummed, confusing you.

"Which one?"

"Strawberries and Cigarettes."

"Yeah?" you rasped.

"I wonder how they'd taste," he muttered, insinuating exactly what you thought he was.

Fine. He wanted to be a needy freak, you'd give him what he wants and make him regret teasing you.

Unbuckling your belt, you climbed atop his lap, straddling him while he ghosted his slender fingers down your spine, all the way to your hips.

"Jaeger?"

"Yes, Askim?" He responded arrogantly.

"I'll give you what you want," you whispered. "But you better keep your pretty mouth shut. Is that understood?"

He huffed. "Who said you're in control?"

"I did."

"We'll see who really needs to control their mouth," he retorted defiantly, irritated that you were now the one mocking him.

His firm hands found the lush curve of your ass, squeezing and pushing you up against his clothed desire until sparks of friction jolted through your entire body.

Your teeth dug into your bottom lip, stubbornly refusing to satisfy his little game.

"Is that all you got?" You gritted. "Virgin making virgin moves."

His jaw practically dropped with offence.

"Virgin?" he repeated astounded. "Yeah, okay. Then I guess the scratch marks on my back are from a fucking full moon, huh?"

God, he's so adorable when he's angry.

"I guess so." You shrugged, sending him off the edge.

He grunted with frustration. "Then I guess, I'll have to remind you."

Without hesitation, his insatiable mouth clashed with yours, messy and rough as his cigarette smoke taste melded with your sweet strawberry.

Grunting, Eren readjusted in his seat, tilting his head at a different angle before diving back in. His lips moved against yours like ecstasy in your system, slow and addictive as his warm tongue licked at your bottom lip for permission.

You gladly granted him access, allowing him to slip inside your hot mouth as he rutted up against you.

As much as you tried to ignore the loud pulsation of your lower nerves, Eren made it his mission to coax every strained noise from your lips like the Devil he was.

A sharp gasp tumbled from your lips as the cold press of his tongue piercing plunged deep into your hot mouth. You shifted forward on his lap, dark denim rubbing against your heat as a low groan rumbled from his chest.

You parted from him with a moonlit string of saliva binding your lustful bodies, a smile tugging at your lips at his unravelled state.

His nose, cheeks and ears were a warm, flustered cerise, chest rising and falling precariously as you stuck your tongue out and severed the glassy thread. 

"Strike one, by the way," you breathed slyly, tilting his face upwards to meet your gaze.

"H-huh?" He panted.

"You were making so many pretty noises for me just now, pretty boy," you cooed.

"Shut up." He huffed.

"You're the one groaning," you retorted.

"Switch with me," he said quickly.

"Really? You think switching will make a difference?"

"Fine, stay on top."

You shook your head and shifted off his lap into your passenger seat. "Get on top," you ordered.

Refusing to back down, Eren did as told, ravaging your hot mouth with a ravenous kiss that echoed wetly throughout the night.

Eren bit back a moan at the sensation of your clothed, soaking wet cunt rubbing against his dripping dick. Your cheeks burned in response, thighs clenched together tightly as your clit ached for friction.

You breathed shakily. You could feel the thick, lustful arousal drenching your cunt, soaking through your lace panties.

Eren didn't miss this, of course, he noticed your uncomfortable state immediately and pried your legs open.

You whimpered quietly, rutting your hips against his hard member like a bitch in heat, causing him to let out a deep, raspy groan.

"Eren," you choked out. "Don't tease me."

"Oh, Swan, but it's so fun," he whispered, peeling off your bottom and panties. An embarrassing string of arousal clung to the lacy fabric as he dragged it down. "Fuck, my girl is so fucking wet for me."

You covered your face at his rough and filthy words, feeling the flames of your flesh against your delicate fingertips.

"Askim, no covering your face," he ordered. "You're only allowed to look at me," he murmured.

"Fuck," you muttered, biting your lip eagerly as Eren slipped off his belt with a metal clack and tugged down his jeans just enough, releasing his thick member with an obscene smack against his lower abdomen. Blood had surged to his tip, making it a pretty, lascivious hue while his length was pulsing with emerald veins that went all the way to the base.

Slowly, you wrapped your fingers around the base of his throbbing member, using your thumb to trace torturous circles on his swollen, dripping tip.

A stuttering whimper tumbled from his lips, in the shape of your name as you smeared his pre down his shaft, feeling his veins pulsate beneath your touch.

"Fucking shit-I can't-hah...I can't take this," he stammered. "Askim, please let me fuck you," he whined.

"Do it," you encouraged, giving him verbal permission.

Whimpering, Eren slowly pumped himself a few times before lining himself up with your soaking slit, spreading your arousal as lubrication before slowly entering.

Your eyes clenched shut at that.

"Askim, that's only the tip," he groaned. "Can you take it?"

You nodded, practically melting. Lining himself up with your soaking entrance, he wrapped a hand around your neck, pressing down slightly as he entered you to the hilt with a single brutal thrust.

Deep moans escaped both of you as he pulled back and thrusted, again and again until your lashes fluttered and your eyes rolled back.

Your eyes flickered to Mikasa and Armin who were still sound asleep, the coil in your stomach growing with every movement.

You didn't know if it was lust or guilt.

"Ngh, what if they wake up?" You hissed. "The-the car is shaking."

Eren smirked against your throat, biting down before soothing the pain with his warm tongue.

"Then they can join us." Fuck. That sounded hot. "What? Are you imagining them now too?"

"Back-hah" you choked on a moan. "Back at Denny's when we all went to the beach, Mikasa told me you-ngh-you wouldn't be opposed to a polyamorous fling."

"I guess if it's Armin and Mika, I don't mind sharing," he grunted. "Is that what you want?"

"Maybe..." You whined.

"Fuck, you're needy."

The coil in your stomach tightened, breaths unstable as Eren began using his free hand to draw agonizing circles on your clit.

Your legs trembled against him on the verge and Eren went harder, making your back arch with need.

"Hah, fuck, I'm close," he cursed, watching how your eyes rolled back and your covered tits bounced from the sheer intensity of his thrusts.

"Don't pull out," you whined, dragging your nails down the hallugenia on his spine, hard enough to leave angry red marks.

A pathetic whimper spilled from Eren's lips, thrusts growing feral and sloppy as thick threads of moon-white liquid filled you to the brim. "Fuck, you-ngh-feel so good."

Reduced to a whining, whimpering mess, Eren continued hitting your cervix, drinking in the lewd squelches that saturated the air as he descended from his high.

"Mm...Not pulling out...Until you come," he grunted, his breaths shallow as your warm walls tightened around his girth, unravelling the taut coil in your stomach.

"Mm, gonna come." You gasped, barely able to form a proper sentence.

A blinding nebula painted your vision, thighs trembling from the unendurable sensations as moon-white liquid poured out of you.

"Fuck," he panted laboriously. "You okay?" he panted, scattering loving kisses upon your forehead.

"I'm okay," you breathed, sweating.

"You guys aren't gonna ask us?"

You whirled around in horror to meet Armin and Mikasa's entertained eyes.

"You guys were awake the entire time?" you panicked.

"Hm, no." Hummed Armin. "I woke up when you mentioned me."

"Me too," said Mikasa.

"Fuck," you cursed.

"Pervs," muttered Eren.

"Says the voyeurist freak," retorted Armin.

"Yeah, hope you enjoyed the show," spoke Eren sardonically.

"That was embarrassing, I didn't think you were a pathetic whimperer," remarked Armin.

"I thought it was cute," said Mikasa blankly.

"Y/N sounded cuter though."

"Can we forget this happened?" you squeaked, wishing the earth would swallow you whole.

"Oh, we didn't mind," added Mikasa coolly. "You want me and Armin?" She raised a brow.

Your mouth went dry. "I-"

Armin laughed. "Don't worry, it's not like we haven't fantasized about it."

You coughed raucously, quivering as Eren knelt and wiped you clean with tender hands.

"I'm tired," you excused, changing the topic. "Let's go home."

***

Eren smiled at your embarrassment since you needed Mikasa's support to walk to the lobby elevator.

He had offered to help but you were too bashful to accept his assistance, so you clung to Mikasa until you reached the door embellished with 505.

Mikasa scoured her cherry-red purse for the keys and unlocked the door, greeting you with the familiar coziness of the apartment that had become your home.

It was strange to think back to the first time you had crossed the threshold of the apartment. That dreadful discomfort that sank in when entering uncharted waters had now vanished.

"I'm hungry," complained Mikasa.

"I'll cook," volunteered Armin. "After I use the bathroom."

"Want me to help?" asked Eren, languidly slumping down on the sofa with Mikasa's cat in his lap.

Armin raised a rare, teasing brow, pushing up his glasses. "In the bathroom?"

"Don't be a freak, 'Min."

"Oh, so you can have sex in the car with us in the back but I can't make a joke?"

"Yeah," agreed Mikasa. "And Armin never makes dirty jokes."

"Yeah," Eren retorted dryly, sticking out his tongue to show his piercing.

You smiled warmly at the three of them, still standing by the doorway.

"Earth to Y/N? Aren't you gonna sit?" asked Mikasa, smiling softly at you.

"Sure," you answered, slipping off your shoes.

Apartment 505 had become your home.

Eren, Armin and Mikasa had welcomed you into their found family. They had unlocked their doors for you when you had been left stranded to drown in your woeful sorrows.

[not a physical desc of the reader/photos for the vibes]

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⏾ ⋆˙⟡ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Eren Jaeger x Fem Reader

⏾ ⋆˙⟡ 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: Mature Content 18+

⏾ ⋆˙⟡ 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: MDNI! Smut, Unprotected Beach Sex, P in V, Loser Nerd Alt Virgin Eren, Dom Fem Reader, Eren Whimpering, Cunnilingus, D Riding, Overstimulation, Hungry asf slightly possessive eater Eren, Blow Job, Tit Play, Orgasm Denial, Fluff, Aftercare

𝐀/𝐍: This is a snippet from chapter 22 of Swan and Seabird (Yearner Turkish Eren Jaeger x Reader) on both Wattpad and Ao3. The reader is referred to as Swan and Askim (My love in Turkish.) If you enjoy my writing, be sure to support my fanfic and follow/subscribe on both Wattpad and Ao3! (I’m sorry to my moots who see this lmao, I’m embarrassed.)

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🎧ྀི 🦢{NOW PLAYING: WEST COAST BY LANA DEL REY}💫

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Tranquil were the tides that hummed melodiously by the sunlit shores of the private Jaeger Family beach, lulling you into a state of leisure as you lay upon the warm sand.

Beside you, Eren lay with his sculpted arms folded behind his dishevelled hair, in a way that made the emerald veins protrude in the most alluring manner.

"What's up? You're staring," he noted, veiling his nerves with a nonchalant tone.

"Shut up." You laughed, pushing him lightly by the arm. He visibly tensed at your touch, swallowing hard as your hand sensually caressed his bicep.

He scoffed with amusement, smirking at you with a sly glint in his eyes. "Swan, is this an excuse to touch my muscles?"

"Maybe," you hummed, dragging your nails across the muscular planes. "But don't let it get to your head," you chided, removing your hand.

Eren gnawed at his bottom lip, evidently drowning in his more than debauched thoughts about you.

His eyes glistened with need as he watched you unearth shimmering seashells from the pale sand and set them aside for Armin's collection.

"Swan?" he murmured with quiet, hopeless need.

"Hm?" you hummed, suspecting his desire burning beneath the surface.

Exhaling sharply, he brushed your hair behind your ear and shifted closer, nervously feathering his calloused fingertips along your jawline. 

He's so cute when he's trying hard to act nonchalant, you thought, biting back the smile that crept to your lips.

"Have something you wanna say?" He said coolly, sliding his warm hand down your bare spine, all the way to the small of your back.

"No." You shivered with delight, your body cascading with fervidity as his lanky fingers played with the hem of your undergarment.

"You look like you do," he murmured, tugging the elastic from beneath the hem. His teasing made your face burn up with flames, thighs pressing together from the insatiable pulsation between your legs.

Exhaling softly, you reached out to comb your fingers through his soft fawn hair, causing his dilated eyes to trail the crystalline beads of sweat trickling down your throat and between your breasts.

"My eyes are up here, Jaeger," you teased, lifting his chin to meet your gaze.

"Sorry," he sputtered immediately, worried he made you uncomfortable because of how lustful he was.

"I didn't say I minded," you asserted, holding his gaze. He swallowed nervously as he watched you reach behind your back and undo the strings of your top.

The mixture of a gasp and whine that fled his lips was fucking comical. You were beautiful, your swan locket sat between your breasts perfectly, making him beyond ravenous.

You smirked at him. "Is this what you were fantasizing about?"

"I-I was-I was-"

Jesus, Eren, find your dignity, he thought, mentally face-palming himself. He sounded like a pathetic pubescent teenager.

"Your face is all red, my pretty boy," you cooed, placing a gentle hand on his cheek. "You can tell me if you want something, you know. Come on, use your words, Eren."

His throat was completely parched at this point, the fabric of his shorts constricting from the increasing swell of his desire beneath them.

"I want you," he croaked.

"Want me how?" you whispered, cupping his cheek.

"I want to make you feel good after what you did for me," he uttered. "I want to show you my devotion in return," he murmured with a dark hunger blazing in his eyes.

"Okay, but...Can I be on top?" you asked nervously. "In the past, every guy I've had sex with has always prioritized their own pleasure and need for control," you explained sadly, allowing the vulnerability to bleed out into his hands.

"Askim, all I want to do is make you feel good. You deserve to," he responded in a needy, hushed tone. "I know it's not your first time, but count it. I want you to have your good experience be the one you remember. Not those other assholes."

Melting at his words, you grabbed him by the nape and pulled him into a voracious kiss, overcome with the sudden urge to tease him.

With your tongue still moving in circles against his, you straddled his waist and slowly lowered yourself against his hard, clothed length that offered heavenly pressure against your veiled clit. Eren let out a pathetic whimper from the unfamiliar sensation, carving crescents into your hips which elicited a soft whine.

"Shit," he cursed, embarrassed by his visible arousal. He was so turned on that a damp spot had formed in his shorts. You placed a firm hand on his throat and tilted his chin up to meet his pitifully glassy eyes.

"Is this how you imagined me? All alone in your room," you teased.

His throat rolled under your fingers as he swallowed. "Do you really have to embarrass me?" he said in a disgruntled tone.

"It's cute."

"It's shitty."

"Liar, your ears are red. Now answer the question," you added cruelly. "Or else I won't move."

"Swan, please don't make me–" he whined. "I'll be so fucking good to you, I'll do anything else."

"Nope. I want details," you said boredly.

"Screw you," he snarled, frowning.

"Yeah, I can see you want to." You smirked. "Now do tell," you cooed, tapping your fingers against his clothed length.

A grunt fled his lips and he clenched his eyes shut at your touch. "I-I pictured you riding me," he confessed.

"Is that what you want me to do to you?"

"Yes," he gasped as you pulled the elastic of his waistband. He winced with agonizing need, groaning irritably at the wetness that was leaking from his aching tip.

After what felt like an eternity, you spat in your palm and wrapped your hand around his dick, shifting up and down until his legs quivered.

"Wait, stop."

You removed your hand. "What? You gonna cum in your shorts already?"

"No," he gritted, annoyed. "Spread your legs," he ordered, taking control as he slid down your body. You did as told and watched as he slipped off the thin fabric eagerly.

"Holy shit, you're so fucking wet," he teased.

"Shut up, you were whimpering and begging a second ago."

"Well, it's my first time, you're not even a virgin and I have you drenched like I'm your first," he said, dragging his finger from your soaking clit to your folds.

Your lashes fluttered shut as you bit your lip. "Shit," you gasped. He placed his head in between your thighs, drawing circles on your inner thigh with his thumb before licking your clit.

You mewled obscenely at the hot sensation that was coupled with the cool metal of his tongue piercing, shuddering as Eren got drunk on the taste of your femininity and sucked your clit so aggressively that your legs trembled erratically in response.

Letting out a low groan against you, he gripped your legs and hoisted them over his shoulders, yanking your body further down on the towel so he could eat you better.

His movements were mock experience, likely attained from watching movies, which you assumed as he put agonizing pressure on your clit, rubbing and drawing excruciatingly languid spirals.

You moaned and lifted your hips, desperate to feel more friction, and you found that he couldn't refuse you for long.

Eren teased your entrance with his tongue and dove it deep inside your soaking area, tasting your divine sweetness. A baritone lament rumbled from his lips, vibrating against you in a way that made you whimper from the additional sensations. He took his time lapping up your sweet fluid before moving his tongue back to your swollen clit. He began sucking again, harder this time, leaving your entrance barren and begging.

“Ren, please," you cried, hands spasming with nothing but grainy sand to grip and dig into.

"I bet your ex and Marcel didn't have you like this," he uttered darkly. "Look at you, begging for me to fuck you."

You whined at his talk. "They didn't," you sputtered as he buried himself between your thighs again, sucking, licking, fucking grazing his teeth.

“Say it."

He chuckled at the way you glared at him and slowly pushed one finger in, marveling at the way your eyes twitched and rolled back.

“Come on, say it."

"Ah, you- you're the only one who can make me feel like this."

"Good girl." He continued thrusting at a steady pace but it wasn't enough. You craved more.

"Eren, more," you whined.

Determined to satisfy you, he entered a second digit, quickening his pace. "Fuck, you're so warm and tight. You're fucking clenching around me."

He added a third finger and watched as you completely unravelled under his touch.

"I'm gonna cum," you cried.

"Then do it," he ordered, lowering his face against your womanhood so he could feel it spill against his face. Crying out, the taut coil in your lower stomach unravelled and your hot liquid spilled all over his nose and mouth.

"Holy shit, are you sure you've never–"

"No, I just really wanted you," he rasped, tasting you. He gathered the liquid and pulled your lip down, dragging your arousal across your tongue. "Swallow."

Without breaking eye contact, you gulped, yet refused to let him have all the fun on top.

"You did so well, so so well," you cooed, praising him. "But now, it's my turn."

Trembling, he helped you sit up and you pushed him down. He licked his lips at the sight of your divine body as you pulled down his boxers, letting his hard length free.

Fuck, he was huge.

Spitting in your palms, you wrapped both your hands around the base and squeezed, making him moan as you licked his tip trickling with desire.

You swirled your tongue around it, making him let out a stuttering gasp as he grabbed the back of your head and needily shoved you forward, thrusting forward at the same time to fill you.

You gagged as he hit the back of your throat, cunt throbbing as burning tears stung in your eyes.

He was somehow rough and chivalrous at the same time, swiping a thumb across your face to wipe your tears. Digging your nails into his hips, you moved your head at a rapid speed, feeling his warm fluid trickle down your throat.

You swallowed and sucked, and nothing but the sound of your smothered retches echoed through the air.

Eren threw his head back and whimpered loudly. "Fuck, I'm close."

You pulled back, denying him the satisfaction.

“No, please don't tease me," he begged. "I've been so good to you. Please."

"Relax, my pretty boy," you crooned, climbing onto his lap. "You sure you want this?"

"I dream about you all the time," he gasped. "Of course I do."

You nervously lined your entrance up with him and slowly lowered yourself on his inches with an obscene squelching sound, the dampness of your walls helping you adjust perfectly.

"Fuck, you're too big," you whined, wincing slightly at the pain that pierced your body before slowly adjusting to his size as you moved up and down with hunger. Your stomach coiled from the sound of your thighs smacking against his.

This time, Eren dug his nails into your thighs, groaning in pleasure as your breasts bounced in his face, pebbled from need. He leaned in and licked your aureole while his free hand squeezed and pinched the other one.

You noticed Eren's eyes frost over with tears as he thrust up into you. He buried his head into the crook of your neck, biting and sucking at your neck with a string of whimpers and whines until a minuscule purple galaxy had formed on the side of your neck.

"Ren, what's wrong?" you stuttered breathlessly, still moving your hips.

"Nothing you're so-so fucking beautiful," he stammered, eyes rolling back. "I really need-"

"Don't-Don't worry, I'm on birth control," you said breathlessly. Your warm cunt clenched around his dick as you grabbed his shoulder blades and slammed yourself down, clawing at his back whilst he twitched inside of you.

A dragged out, pathetic whimper left his lips as his warm, thick fluid filled you to the brim, dripping down your inner thighs and legs.

"I need to again too," you breathed, your chest rising and falling as the nebulous stars of a luminous supernova veiled your vision, spilling out a core energy so potent it outshone the Andromeda galaxy.

Eren hyperventilated, chest heaving as you removed yourself from him. You combed back his hair and kissed his sweaty brow and cheek. "You did so fucking good," you hummed, watching him pull out napkins so he could wipe you down and then himself.

He placed a kiss on your knuckles. "I'm not gonna lie, I've always wanted to have beach sex."

"Yeah? What did you think?"

"You were flawless," he breathed, pulling you in for a tender kiss. "You okay?"

"Yeah, don't worry, it didn't hurt."

He rummaged through the bag he had brought and handed over your spare clothes, helping you dress before dressing himself.

Your gleaming lips parted in awe, delicate hands tugging on his sleeve.

"Halley's Comet," you uttered, pointing at the luminous cerulean that flooded the starry night atmosphere, blazing across the cosmic Milky Way.

You rested your head against Eren's shoulder, smiling as he draped his hoodie over your figure, gazing up at the shimmering stars and the radiant comet with you.

"Hey, Ren, promise me something?"

"Yeah?"

"Promise you'll try for a meteorology internship?" you encouraged softly. "It's not stupid, and you're smart enough to get into anyone you want."

"I don't know." He sighed. "Do you really think I can do it?"

"I know you can, and you better or I'll drag you to NASA myself!" You intimidated playfully, tackling him onto the blanketed sand.

He chuckled heartily at your stubborn request, starlight swirling in the dulcet melody as he pulled you into his devoted arms.

"Okay, I promise."

Inhaling the hum of the midnight sea, you nestled your head against his comfortable chest, placing a hand upon his heart to feel the slow and steady palpitation beneath your fingertips.

The breathtaking luminescence of Halley's Comet scintillated across your complexions, painting the two of you with vibrant hues of starry sapphire and galactic amethyst.

The way his glassy irises captured the glistening light of the meteorite and a thousand, infinitesimal astral bodies was absolutely stunning.

He seemed to reflect upon the same thought as your very souls intertwined beneath the celestial sky, bound by Halley's Comet.

"It's ours," you spoke serenely. "Halley's Comet."

He shone a dimpled smile your way, caressing your cheek. "Oh? I thought you were Cygnus and I'm Saturn," he remarked curiously.

"We are," you acquiesced, kissing the scars on his wrist. "But together, we're Halley's Comet. It embodies the chaos of your Saturn and the radiance of my Cygnus constellation."

"Hm, sounds perfect," he murmured, utterly content with you. He laid a delicate kiss upon your forehead, grateful you didn't mind the scars on his body. You adored every part of him, and he worshiped every part of you.

You were the Cygnus to his Saturn. The Swan to his Seabird.

A serendipitous union scrawled into the cosmic heavens by the fates.

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⏾ ⋆˙⟡ Forensics Biology Major & Astrophysics Minor

— takes an overload of courses (overly ambitious emo dork, I love him.)

— inherited his father’s medical sciences mind (shockingly intelligent.)

— Dream Job: NASA Astrophysicist or Meteorologist🔭

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Eren’s Universe - A glimpse into his starry psyche!

⏾ ⋆˙⟡ Favourite Galaxy: Andromeda

⏾ ⋆˙⟡ Favourite Planets: The Moon & Saturn (he embodies the chaotic, tumultuous energy and symbolism of Saturn.)

⏾ ⋆˙⟡ Favourite Star: Sirius

⏾ ⋆˙⟡ Favourite Constellation: Cygnus, the Swan Constellation (because it reminds him of you, his Swan girl.)

⏾ ⋆˙⟡ Favourite Comet: Halley’s Comet (it's yours and his. Ever since you watched it luminously streak across the midnight beach together after having private beach sex. I’ll have another post up soon with this entire chapter <3)

⏾ ⋆˙⟡ Favourite Space-Related Media: Star Wars (ROTS), Harry Potter POA (for Sirius Black), Sailor Moon (Mikasa made him watch it and now it's his comfort show, La La Land (says his fav movie is Fight Club but he's a yearning loser so it's actually La La Land. He also loves Ryan Gosling.) Speaking of Ryan Gosling, he also loves Project Hail Mary!