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Warnings: Explicit sexual content, emotional manipulation, toxic behavior, possessive Eren, implied cheating, light choking, rough sex, some guilt on readers end.
The weather was practically perfect, the light rain tapping against the windows and the cool 2 story apartment was equivalent to y/n’s mood…perfect.
Y/N sat curled into the corner of her couch, oversized hoodie swallowing her frame, TV glowing with some reality show she wasn’t really watching as she was binge scrolling TikTok, The warmth of the evening she’d had still lingered on her skin from her earlier date. Dinner, laughter, forehead kisses. Her current boyfriend Elijah was everything she’d said she needed.
He was gentle. Respectful. Predictable in a way that made her feel safe; Elijah was everything her ex wasn’t.
So why did her stomach twist the moment her phone lit up? Because she knew only one person could be contacting her at this time of night.
EREN.
One missed call.
Then a text:
“Outside.”
Y/N stared at the message like it might burn through the screen. She hadn’t seen him in months, mostly cause she tried to avoid him after things got serious with her new boyfriend. She Hadn’t let him touch her, breathe her in, say those things that never meant anything but always felt like everything.
Although she did hook up with him a few times at the beginning stages of her and Elijah’s relationship, she would hopelessly convince herself that it meant nothing. That she was just doing it to relive pressure until she was ready for Elijah.
As she started at the missed call and message she wondered, should She should ignore it? Let it sit there? But her body moved before her brain could catch up.
She pulled the curtain back and peeked through the window. And there he was leaning against his blacked out hellcat rolling up a blunt in his usual black hoodie and and black AF1 sneakers. Hair tied back messy, chains glistening in the dark, jaw set hard, looking up like he could feel her watching.
Her heartbeat betrayed her first.
Then her hand.
Then the door swung open.
Eren didn’t speak when he stepped in. His eyes were glossy, tired but sharp. Y/n figured it was from the weed that lingered on his Nike tech. Those eyes raked over her slowly, drinking in every detail like she was water after a war. The silence between them was too thick to cut, charged with every word they never said and every memory their bodies still remembered.
“You shouldn’t be here,” you muttered, arms crossed.
He smirked faintly
“And yet you opened the door.”
You hated that. Hated how smug he sounded. How confident he always was that you’d come undone for him again. Like you were some well worn habit he could pick back up when the night got too lonely.
But oh how you missed him. Not that you would let him know that
“I’m seeing someone,” you said, a little louder now.
Eren’s head tilted with a smirk, clear as day he wasn’t taking you serious . “He’s the one who wears that cheap ass cologne?”
Your lips pressed into a line.
“Don’t worry,” he added, stepping closer, voice lower, “I’m not here to fight about him.”
You tried to back up, but his hand came up to cup your jaw. His thumb brushed along your cheek, his eyes searching yours like they still had some right to look so deep.
“You look good,” he said, quieter now. “Healthier. Softer.”
Eren’s mind race he couldn’t help but wonder if it’s because you weren’t with him anymore, or if this new person was making you happier than he ever could. He didn’t show it but that scared him.
Your breath hitched. “I told you not to come here anymore.”
“You said that before,” Eren replied, brushing his thumb across her bottom lip. “But you never mean it.”
Y/n looks at him as if she needs him to put out the fire that’s burning between her legs, the one he put there.
“Just kiss me EJ”
His lips crashed into yours with no further protest, The kiss was violent just like the history between you too.
Eren pushed your back into the wall, hands sliding beneath the you were wearing hoodie to grip your waist, you thighs.
He lifted you so easily, so naturally, your legs wrapping around his hips, pressing his body between yours like he was trying to fit inside your skin.
“You’ve been fucking him in our bed?” he asked, voice thick, laced with some underlying anger
He huffed at your response and carried you to the couch.
He pulled your panties to the side, he didn’t have enough patience to remove them. His fingers found their way into you. You moaned so loud feeling the familiar stretch Eren’s fast, skilled, focused, like he’d memorized every reaction you give him before and was hell-bent on dragging it back out of you for him.
“You miss me?” he muttered against her throat. “This pussy did. She’s soaking.”
“Shut up, Eren—” it’s a choked sob, she couldn’t even argue right now if she wanted to.
“Why mhm? You want him to hear you moan from his spot on the pillow?”
And when he dropped to his knees between her thighs, she completely lost the ability to argue.
It was pathetic how the gushiness of your pussy and eren slurping it like his life depended on it, was the only thing that could be heard on the walls of your apartment
His mouth was relentless licking, sucking, teasing her clit with the tip of his tongue while his fingers stroked her slowly from the inside. Y/N’s head fell back, a sob of pleasure escaping her throat as Her legs trembled.
With quickness your body started to ooze that creamy goodness around his fingers making him even more cocky than he deserved to be.
“Can’t even stay mad long, can you?” Eren murmured. “Your body’s still mine.”
You hated how true it felt.
Y/N didn’t realize how quickly it escalated one second telling him to leave, the next her back slammed against the wall with a soft thud, Eren’s mouth on her neck, his body pressing into hers like he was trying to fuse them together.
Y/n couldn’t help but to keep cumming at his words, after all he knew her body the best
“Still so fuckin sweet” she could barely fathom what he was saying. She bit her lip hard, trying not to give him the satisfaction of hearing her fall apart, but Eren was relentless. He sucked harder, faster, moaning into her like he got off on her reactions.
“Fuck—Eren…!”
Her hand gripped the back of his head, curls twisting around her fingers as her thighs trembled on either side of his face. He didn’t stop until her back arched off the couch, breath ragged, thighs trying to close around him. He liked when she got overwhelmed, it meant he was doing it right.
“Yes baby yes mhmmcumminggg”
And he sure as hell slurped up all your nut with pleasure.
He pulled away just long enough to wipe his mouth with the back of his hand, eyes dark and pupils blown wide, looking at your fucked our face with that stupid ass smirk.
Only Eren could give you that much of a toe curling orgasm after swearing you hate him. He just knows how to suck you right back in where he wants you every time.
Unfortunately he just felt like being petty towards you today as he freed himself from his sweats
“That other boy getchu like this?”
He leaned over her, dragging the head of his cock through her folds.
Eren was face to face giving her soft kisses as she whimpered against him; it was almost too late to fight the temptation.
Eren’s voice is so condescending, almost mockingly as he taps the head of his dick against your sensitive bud “Bet he’s so soft. Gentle. Ain’t never had you crying like I do.”
Without warning He pushed in, it was slow and deep, the thickness of his dick stretched you out until your mouth dropped open and her eyes squeezed shut. Eren gives you no time to adjust, Just set a pace that was rough, steady, and mean.
His hand unknowingly wraps around your throat, Skin clapping against skin. The hoodie you wore riding up and most of the clothes discarded. just enough to ruin you, like always.
He rested his his head on your shoulder by your head letting out his pussy drunk rambles
“F-fuckkk baby I missed this”
“I missed my pussy so much ma”
“I know you missed your dick”
“Tell me it’s mine mama”
Y/n was dickmatized.. but not dickmatized enough to not put up a fight.
You shake your head
“Mhm mhm”
You. Are. Mine,” he grunted with each thrust. “Say it.”
“N-no ah shi-“ you whimpered
Eren pulls your leg higher, pushing deeper, tightening his grip on your throat
“Say. It.”
Your facade was melting fast, you still attempted to put up a fight. Before you could even get the next no out he thrusted harder sensing your reluctance he fucked you harder.
He was gonna coax it outta you, his voice softened with his thrust, he somehow got deeper than he already along with the steady eye contact that held, love? Hate? Lust?? You couldn’t tell what was in both of your eyes that was making you melt under him.
“Tell me baby whose pussy is this”
Y/N moaned through her teeth, jaw shaking. “It’s yours, Eren. Fuck—it’s yours!”
That smug, dangerous smirk returned.
“That’s what I thought.”
He was so evil to you and you fell for his dumb little trap every time.
He fucked you like he was trying to erase every memory of another man. Pulling your hair. Biting your shoulder. He Hit that spot so good you felt tears brimming behind your eyes. You were a mess under him. breathless, raw, babbling things you couldn’t possibly mean just to make him stay like this a little longer, just to make you feel like this a little longer.
And when you came came again it was loud, broken, legs twitching, soul crushing.. but he didn’t stop.
He continued to thrust in your his beaten up pussy
He chased his own release with short, brutal thrusts, burying himself fully with a deep groan. He came hard, holding your hips in place, leaving bite marks and bruises like a signature.
Neither of them moved right away.
You laid there exposed, overstimulated, lips parted and chest rising fast. Eren kissed her cheek, her neck, her collarbone soft, almost sweet as if he were trying to make up for the fact that he just destroyed you in a way no man could.
For a moment your mind runs back to Elijah and your heart drops thinking of how he would feel if he ever found out about this. Your thoughts are interrupted by Eren’s kisses against your flushed skin stop.
“Still trying to pretend you’re over me?” he whispered.
You don’t answer
Because the truth was written all over your skin.
A/n: Ekkkkk!! This is probably the best fic I’ve ever written and I’m so proud of it
I had so much fun writing this I was kicking my feet whole time.
Thinking about making this into a series just lmk what you guys think
♡ sum. you came back from a mission to get sent off on another, but before you went your boss & coworker had something to say about your attitude...
kesa's note just wanted to let it be known I made about 4 other drafts after this one but ended up coming back to this..... but it fed something in me i didn't know was hungry LMAOO i hope u like it :p asks & reblogs always welcome!
you walked down a series of halls, each step you took feeling like it drained what little energy you had left. you were covered in what you could only assume was blood, sweat, and mud.
see, you were…a spy of sorts. you’d go gather intel, beat up, and maybe kill someone if you were tasked to, maybe even just for fun. you were a wildcard and a headache for your poor boss, shiu.
you walked into his office, plopping yourself on the large couch that sat in the middle of the room and sprawling out. shiu was there, smoking his usual cigarette, shooting a glance at you as he tidied up some papers. “someone needs a shower,” he said, gesturing over to your dirtied clothes and the way your hair curled at your neck from sweat, his baritone like music to your ears.
you wanted to protest, but you knew better. talking back to shiu usually meant some type of harsh and unreasonable punishment, and you were far too exhausted so you resorted to a grumble. his gaze softened, seeing the exhaustion on your face. he felt guilty for sending you to a job by yourself, but he knew you could do it which is why he sent you anyway.
shiu took a long drag of his cigarette, smoke billowing from between his lips as he exhaled, “it was that bad?”
you nodded faintly, huffing, “didn’t think it would be soooo much work..” he chuckled at your pouting, finding it amusing. it was rare to see you in such a state, but you were much calmer than you usually were, and it saved shiu the headache.
he ashed his cigarette over the fancy-looking ashtray on his desk as he spoke, “you’re capable, that’s why i let you take the job. besides..” he paused, blowing a cloud of smoke towards you, “if you couldn’t handle it, you would’ve been dead the minute you walked in there.”
you lifted your head, your usual wide eyes sending metaphorical lasers right through shiu’s head. this was your normal attitude, kinda crazy and a tad ditzy, but you were extremely lethal and beyond just smart. “mmmh!” you grumbled, resting your head back again, “they almost made me lose a nail!”
shiu let out a sigh, shaking his head slightly at your usual attitude. sometimes, he wondered who's the bigger pain in the ass: you or him. he stubbed out his cigarette on the table, watching as the ashes fall to the floor. he leaned back on his chair, crossing his arms over his chest, a small smirk on his face, "you know, someday that crazy attitude of yours is gonna be the death of you."
“or you’re gonna be the death of me!” you kicked your legs, practically throwing a fit in your seat. “you’re the one who hired me off the street and sent me off to do your dirty work!” after his laugh filled the room, you went limp, being a total drama queen. “what was the main point of me going there anyway?”
he rolled his eyes at your dramatics, but he couldn’t help the smile on his face as he shook his head. “it’s like you never listen to a thing i tell you. i sent you to get intel on some freeloaders that crossed someone important. they’ve gone off the radar and i’m tired of hearing about it.”
“oh yeah!” you recounted, remembering what you came in here to tell shiu, “apparently the guy you wanted ran off to some island i’ve never heard about before. i wrote it down before i dealt with those mangy-lookin’ henchmen.” you pulled a small piece of paper out the pocket of your shorts. you couldn’t help but stretch momentarily, the exhaustion starting to get to you before you began to walk over to him.
shiu’s eyes wandered up and down your body, as you sauntered over towards him. you looked like a wreck, but still beautiful nonetheless.
“goddamn it.” he grumbled, snuffing out his cigarette before grabbing another one. he offered you one, knowing that sometimes after a mission like that you needed it more than he did. “i’ll send someone else to follow up then.”
you couldn’t help but pout, shaking your head at the cigarette as you sat on the desk in front of him. “why can’t i go?!” your voice was almost a whine.
shiu placed a comforting hand on your knee, its scarred digits giving it a gentle squeeze. despite how annoying you could be, you were cute, which made it worse knowing how you got his attention. “let’s use our critical thinking skills. you think i’m going to let you go to some island by yourself?”
he did have a fair point. he wanted as much information about where he was going to send you and since this was a new area and there were time constraints? going by yourself was absolutely out of the question. though you wanted to go, you loved how shiu protected you always.
“you could come with me! i’ve never gotten to see you in action,” you squeaked in defiance, trying to hide the heat you felt in your cheeks at his touch, “i bet you we both could deal without them no problem!”
shiu chuckled at your determination, his hand moving up your thigh slightly. you acted like a spoiled brat, and he found it endearing especially since he knew it was his fault anyway. he lit his new cigarette and took a long drag, smoke billowing from between his lips as he spoke.
“you know i can’t do that, doll,” his dark eyes bore into yours, the nickname causing you to catch your breaths moving faster, “and what if you get hurt, huh? who’s gonna take care of you then?”
“mmmnnn….the nice nurses down the hall, they’re really good!” you giggled nervously, taking off your thigh holster so you’d be able to break eye contact with him. it wasn’t very often the two of you got to spend time together like this, but when you did you tried to soak up as much of it as you could before you got too nervous to even be sitting next to him.
out of the corner of your eye, you noticed he was smirking, his hand moving up your thigh again. despite how much he teased you knowing how you’d melt, he enjoyed the closeness himself and he always tried to let you know, even if it was subtle.
shiu glanced down at the holster you placed on the table, his hand moving to your waist, his thumb rubbing small circles, “i’ll make you a deal. you can go, but he has to go with you.” before you could even process the way his large hand fit perfectly on your hip your eyes shot up at him, almost shouting in protest, but you stopped yourself knowing if you did you wouldn’t be able to go at all.
the “him” in question was fushiguro toji, a coworker of yours you swore was your enemy. the two of you worked together once, and you hoped you never had to again. he was incredibly hot (and the two of you were a breath away from lips touching), yes, but he was an asshole and acted like he hated everything, which wasn’t far from the truth.
a door opened behind you and your eyes narrowed at shiu, realizing he had planned to send you off with toji the whole time. “the two of you will be working together,” shiu said, blowing smoke from his lips again, not at all moving his hand from your hip.
toji grunted, looking back and forth between shiu and the back of your head. “don’t wanna, but i’m here.”
“great, you didn’t have much of a choice anyway.” shiu said, trying to comfort you by squeezing your waist before he stood. toji truly hated working with others, but he had to admit that out of everyone he tolerated working with you the most. you being prettier than a lot of them was only another plus for him. but for you, knowing toji was like shiu’s best friend and right-hand man, it made you sick.
“whatever.” toji spat back, moving over to the couch you once sat on, leaning his cheek on his fist.
you rolled your eyes, your arms and legs now crossed, “he acts like everything is so miserable all the damn time.” you didn’t bother to hide the annoyance in your voice, wanting toji to know that you were just as miserable as him.
“yeah, because it is.” he said flatly, but that stupid smile was on his face. “unfortunately, i’ll be just as miserable working with you, you know we don’t have a choice.”
“you’ll both get over it, yeah?” shiu chuckled, the back and forth between the two of you being amusing to him.
“or not” you huffed, starting to get irritated on top of your being tired.
“she’s so dramatic.” toji hummed against his hand, his eyes trailing up your back.
“fuck you,” you mumbled, making sure either of them couldn’t hear you..or so you thought.
shiu’s eyebrow raised. he looked down at you, an expression on his face you couldn’t quite put a name to. before you could blink, his hands were on either side of you, his brolic frame leaning over you, his muscles begging for release under his dress shirt.
“repeat that for me.” toji’s voice came from directly behind you, making you flinch at the sound.
now you were in a predicament. you were sandwiched between the two big men, seeing toji’s large hand out of your peripherals. if you responded, you were sure not going to be able to go on the mission you were just begging to go on earlier. even if you wanted to say anything the air between the two men was way too thick with their cologne for you, opting to just shake your head no.
wrong answer
“she was being so good earlier, i don’t know what happened.” shiu took a moment to admire your face, studying your features. he raised a hand to your cheek, knowing how much you loved it when he did so, cupping it while you looked up at him, “you’re always causing me trouble and giving me headaches..i’ll give you another chance to use your words.”
you couldn’t help but lean your head into his hand. you brought your hands up to his forearm, holding his arm there. shiu felt a mixture of affection and amusement knowing you’d already sealed your fate as he rubbed your cheek with the pad of his thumb.
“the brat is obsessed with you,” toji leaned over you, looking at shiu. from what you could see when you looked up, toji was giving shiu a dangerous smirk, a form of silent communication between the two of them, except shiu wasn’t so quiet.
“y/n, wanna make it up to me?” you nodded eagerly, watching as shiu lit a new cigarette, stepping back to take a seat in his chair, “instead of me punishing you, toji’s going to do it. that’s your punishment.”
you stared blankly for just a moment, not knowing what shiu was talking about until toji’s large hands appeared on your thighs, trailing up your body before stopping at your breasts, and cupping them. “but wh-”
“you talk to him like that, you’re also disrespecting me, you know that doll.” shiu cut off whatever you were about to say, watching as his best friend massaged your tits, adjusting himself in his seat once he saw your legs start to spread on their own, his eyes never leaving them, “he’s just going to teach you to watch your mouth, i’ve let you off the hook too many times cause i like you. ”
you got excited hearing shiu’s words but got sidetracked once you felt toji push your shirt and bra up and over your breasts, the cold air causing you to let out a quiet whimper. “i dunno boss,” he teased, bringing his face down beside yours, “it looks like she’s liking this a little too much, huh?”
he did have a point but why would you ever admit that, “ i-i do- ngh!” your hips bucked at the sudden assault on your nipples, toji’s calloused fingers relentlessly tugging, pinching, and rolling over your nipples. head leaned back and you still tried to deny it, which only led to toji turning you around and laying you on your back.
shiu appeared behind you to make sure that you were watching toji as he pulled off your shorts and panties, his gaze darkening once it landed on your cunt that was already so soaked. he dragged two fingers through your folds and you squeezed your legs together, or tried to, only to be met by a slap to your breast by shiu, afterward him reaching down and holding your legs open and up by your chest. “you’re gonna keep your legs open, understand?”
“y-yes sir,” you mewled. toji was merely playing with your essence, enjoying the way you greedily rocked your hips while you lay in shiu’s arms. something about it did so much to him, and he knew it did just as much, if not more, for you as well.
“she’s so pretty, and her cunt is even prettier.” he purred to himself, but shiu agreed nonetheless, his hands toying with your breasts despite him not supposed to be having contact with you, he couldn’t help himself. he really couldn’t help himself seeing now, watching toji bury his face into your pussy. “tell me how good it tastes.”
“t- oji!” you hiccuped, toji humming against your clit in response. his nose was pushed up against your mound, his tongue lapping at your folds nauseatingly before he sucked them up into his mouth while he shook his head. even his stubble was tickling you in all the right places. your eyes rolled so far back you thought you could smell colors, your hand tangling in his dark hair.
“yeah? watch him eat your fuckin’ pussy, open your eyes.” your eyes came back once you felt a tap on your cheek, looking up to see shiu tilting your head back down at toji who was looking right back at you. you truly were trying your hardest, but the way the man between your legs was groaning against, sucking, and swirling at your already puffy cunt made it extremely hard to breathe, let alone keep your eyes open and focused.
you caught yourself going cross-eyed, not able to help the drool that fell from your lips, when toji plunged a finger into your hole, mouth still locked onto your clit. the slutty noises that came from him; grunts, slurps, & groans, reveling in the scent and taste of your pussy..he’s fucking nasty.
just when your lower stomach tightened, shiu said the worst thing he could’ve ever said at that moment, “stop.”
toji didn’t hesitate to release you from his mouth with a pop, giving you kisses up your stomach as to apologize, your whines and babbling pleas making him feel just the slightest bit bad for you.”i’m sorry baby,” he cooed, your hips still grinding up into the air, trying to find some type of friction. “poor thing, you taste so good.”
“if you want to cum, you’ll have to convince me you deserve it, doll.” shiu said sweetly, pushing your beautiful curls out your face and wiping the tears from your cheeks that would’ve been red had it not been for your pretty brown skin.
“give the brat to me,” toji gave you that sickening smile while shiu picked you up like it was nothing and laid you down on your stomach so now you were facing toji..well the thick bulge that was straining through his sweats. “see what you did?”
toji shamelessly palmed himself through his pants, his head slightly cocked to the side as he watched your face contort once in pleasure once you felt shiu’s middle and index finger rub deep figure 8’s into your clit, toji’s nostrils flaring. “she’s s’fucking hot.”
“i told you so.” shiu hummed, his other hand giving your ass a tight grip before he brought his hand down on it, the stinging sensation making you whine and clench around nothing. “y/n, pull his pants down.”
you nodded, nibbling in your bottom lip at the thought of where this thing might be going sooner rather than later. you grabbed a hold of toji’s waistband and wasted no time pulling it down. toji’s cock flopped on your face, causing the three of you to smile or laugh, especially with the squeak you made.
“open,” toji pushed your hair from the front of your face, his fingers gently tangling in with your messy curls. his hand stopped at the top of your head, pulling your head towards him once you opened your mouth.
a gag slipped past your lips and around toji’s cock, his thick and spongey tip catching you off guard once he pushed down. “oh fuck-” a groan resonated from in his chest, his head falling back as he did so. toji began thrusting into your mouth, the motion causing you to push back onto shiu’s fingers which had found their way into your needy cunt.
the room was filled with toji’s grunts and moans, your slew of gags, moans, and cries following his. shiu was taking it allllll in. something about watching your lips stretch around his best friend's cock, the way that your pretty brown eyes watered and rolled back, and the way that your pussy was sucking his fingers in so deep, your sopping wet walls begging him for more..and oh was he going to give it to you.
“fuck this,” shiu muttered through gritted teeth. from what you could hear through your poor, fuzzy ears was shiu scrambling to get his belt undone and his pants unbuttoned, not even attempting to pull his pants down. no, that would take entirely too long and he needed to feel you stretched around him and he needed it now.
“she’s jus’ looks too good, huh?” toji grinned through one of his groans, a breathier one following after your throat tightened because of a moan, your tongue massaging those aching veins of his. shiu brought a hand to the fat of your left hip, keeping you from doing too much squirming while he rubbed the length of his thick cock between your folds, your wetness alone enough to lube him up.
“y/n, play with his balls.” shiu requested of you. you didn’t know why he asked you instead of toji, but the curse that slipped between his lips and the way his body lurched forward, you knew it was to shut him up, a little teasing smile curling up on your lips.
that smile was quickly wiped off your face by the sudden fullness inside you, your aching walls welcoming shiu with pathetic squelches. toji lets you come up for air, his tip just resting on your puffy bottom lip, his pre and your spit dribbling off it. “shiuu!~” you looked back to see shiu focused, both of his hands gripping your ass, still slipping his cock inside you, each little bit that went in making your knees wobble beneath you.
“shhh,” toji massaged the top of your head with the hand he still had in your hair, his other hand turning you to face him. praises erupted from shiu whose hips finally met the fat of your ass. he kept his thrusts slow and shallow, a hand gliding up your back, following that perfect arch you were giving him so soon.
toji’s dick started twitching at the sight: your ass recoiling every time you and shiu’s skin met, watching how his stomach muscles already started tensing and the ring of your cream starting to form around his base. you looked absolutely fucked out, your tongue lolling out your mouth in search of toji. he looked at you with half-lidded eyes, his grip tightening around your jaw, sliding his length right back into your mouth where it belonged.
at this point, saying you were shaking was an understatement. the way your poor body was being slung back and forth by the two dicks, one of which angled his thrusts so deep you thought he’d punch through your stomach at any moment now, the other so far down your throat your nose smushed up against the bottom of his belly now and then, feeling the way his balls tightened in your hand. if that wasn’t enough, both of them talking to you the way that they were had you teetering over the edge, and you could tell that they were too.
“gonna fill you up so deep with my cum, fuck-” shiu spoke in almost a whisper, “fill you up so fuckin’ deep you’ll give me a baby, yeah? gonna let your boss put a fuckin’ baby in you with your coworker’s dick in your mouth?” that was all you needed to hear before your body tensed up, going cross-eyed as you came around shiu, your pussy clenching down on him, your throat and mouth doing the same on toji while a stream of muffled moans left your lips.
the two greedy men didn’t let up, if anything they only went harder. feeling you squeeze made shiu’s hips rut into you faster, his own eyes fluttering shut while he practically had you slamming back onto him with his hands. a series of “oohh fuuuck-”s were flying out of shiu’s lips with each thrust, each one getting longer and needier, his head starting to roll back.
“you better fuckin’ fill her up…fill ‘er little cunt up shiu…do it..” toji grunted in between his own moans which only made shiu plow into you deeper, which in turn had your mouth bouncing on toji’s dick so good he almost fell forward again, his hand moving from your hair to grip onto the desk.
words could no longer be formed between the both of them, only their moans and the slapping of skin circling through the room. toji finished first, muttering curses and praises all while holding your head still, his ribbons of ooey goodness trickling down your throat in little spurts. shiu wasn’t that far behind him either. he finished with a loud “holy shi-”, his hips stuttering, continuing his thrusts until his stomach trembled, finally pulling out of you along with toji.
the both of them stood there for a moment, breathless. they admired how beautiful you looked lying on shiu’s desk. still twitching and panting, not able to help the quiet whines that came off you while you calmed down. “s’much for a punishment, you okay doll?” shiu’s voice was gentle, his hand massaging your lower back.
“look at her,” he moved your hair out of your face, revealing a cockdrunk smile and drool still dripping from your chin, “of course she liked it.”
“you little slut.”
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fratboy!eren couldn’t help his jealousy when you stopped texting him after you two landed an excellent score on your chem project.
he couldn’t help the late nights he spent in his dorm,
watching the video of you arched, your ass jiggling onto his pelvis as velvet moans spilled from your full lips,
watching the video of your legs locked around his neck, your stomach sinking in as his lips wrapped around your clit,
watching the video of your swollen lips wrapped around his red tip..
fratboy!eren fell for nerd!reader.
nerd!reader’s ability to keep your composure around him, the way you were able to walk straight past him despite the fact that you two made love (more like fucking to you) countless of times two weeks ago,
fratboy!eren met his match.
so he couldn’t help his jealousy when he saw you laughing it up with a 6 feet blond man with hazel eyes.
that man just so happened to be star athlete!reiner.
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dadkuna and wife!reader being all lovey dovey and their daughter barges in to protect her mama😭
i don't usually write suggestive content on here but this made me laugh so here you go [there won't be a part two or a smut continuation of this, sorry <3]
the moment your daughter finally knocks out early, sukuna is on you. "you have no idea how long i’ve been waiting for this," he mutters against your lips, hands already sliding under your shirt. you smirk, pressing yourself closer to him, fingers curling around the zipper of his hoodie. "oh, i think i do." his eyes darken. "yeah?"
"mhmm," you hum, leaning in. "no meetings. no interruptions. no—"
a bloodcurdling screech shatters the moment. before you can even react, something comes flying at full speed straight toward sukuna’s perfectly sculpted jawline. BAM.
"WHAT THE FUCK?"
"BAD WORD!"
you and sukuna whip your heads toward the doorway. your daughter stands there, fists clenched, breathing heavily, eyes wild. "papa, leave mama alone!"
sukuna, rubbing his jaw, glares at the object that assaulted him. it’s a labubu. he blinks. then looks back at his daughter. "did you just throw a fucking—"
"BAD WORD!"
"—a freaking toy at me?"
"YES!" she stomps her foot. "leave mama alone, mean man!"
you slap a hand over your mouth, stifling a laugh. sukuna looks at you, betrayed. "oh, don’t even," you snicker. "you made her watch wonder woman before bed."
"so what?" he huffs. "the kid should have taste."
"so—" you gesture at your daughter, who is currently braced for battle. "congratulations. you just made yourself the villain."
"i’m her fucking father!"
"BAD WORD!"
sukuna groans, running a hand down his face. your daughter glares at him. "say sorry to mama!"
"for what?"
"FOR BEING MEAN!"
"i wasn’t—" sukuna stops. inhales. exhales.
"…fine," he grumbles, crossing his arms. "sorry."
"hmph!" your daughter huffs, satisfied. "good!" then, with the self-righteous air of a tiny vigilante, she marches back to her room. you wait until the door clicks shut. then you collapse against sukuna, howling.
"shut the fuck up," he grumbles, rubbing his jaw again. "bad word," you mock, grinning. sukuna glares at you. then, suddenly, he grabs you by the waist, pulling you flush against him. "oh?" you blink, breath hitching.
"kid’s asleep again," he murmurs, voice lower, rougher, hands sliding down your back. "what were we doing before that little cockblock?" your face heats up. "you were whining about not getting laid." he hums, pressing his lips to your jaw. "and are you gonna fix that problem, baby?" you smirk, wrapping your arms around his neck. "that depends."
"on what?"
"whether or not you get knocked out by another labubu."
dress slutty, your boyfriend can fight? more like everyone runs the second they see sukuna—because what would you do if a 6’4” pink-haired, red-eyed menace started powerwalking toward you like a GTA NPC with maxed-out aggression settings? you tried to flirt? bold of you to assume you’ll live to tell the tale. that’s not even a fight, that’s a one-sided curb stomp at 1000 km/h.
dress slutty, your boyfriend can fight? more like gojo picked the outfit, hyped you up in the mirror, and dramatically twirled you around like he was styling a runway model. people whispering, “your boyfriend must be so proud of you dressing like this” have no idea. he’s not just proud. he’s smug. he’s grinning like the cheshire cat. he’s reminding everyone that this outfit? it was purchased with his black card. he might as well get a tattoo on his forehead that says “i love my partner.”
dress slutty, your boyfriend can fight? more like nanami doesn’t even take you to places where people might get ideas. he’s preemptively removing himself from all potential nonsense. but in the rare event that some old-money finance bro decides he’s all that, nanami doesn’t waste words. no yelling, no drama—just a discreet nod to the staff, and suddenly, mr. stocks-and-bonds is being escorted out so efficiently you’d think nanami owns the whole damn place. (he does not. but he does know the owner. personally. and that’s enough.)
dress slutty, your boyfriend can fight? yeah. toji is currently fighting them. no hesitation. someone made eye contact for 0.2 seconds with you across the bar? boom, it’s a street fight. you barely brushed against someone in the crowd? suddenly, they’ve got a black eye. no one even knows what started it—just that toji is laughing, you’re holding his drink, and there’s a very real possibility someone’s going home in an ambulance. your boyfriend can fight? yeah. but at this point, he should probably be arrested.
your new year’s resolution was to cut off plug!eren. you were finally through with being led on like a lost puppy with no destination in sight.
plug!eren’s manipulation could no longer keep you blinded with the introduction of your new friend, levi.
as plug!eren continued his pattern of ghosting you every couple of weeks, you found yourself growing closer and closer to levi. each day, you could feel real love and romance starting to blossom between you. levi planned thoughtful dates, including go-karting, paint and sips and pottery classes except..
levi wasn’t getting you off.
so when plug!eren had called you up;
when his green eyes pierced into you at the doorframe of your dorm, when his stench of weed and dior sauvage hit your nose,
when the feeling of his soft lips against yours comprehended in your brain.. you realized that your heart always belonged to plug!eren.
so when plug!eren’s lips decorated your neck as he pushed you into your dorm bed,
as his hands scavenged your naked body under your oversized sweatshirt.
as plug!eren’s lips tugged and sucked at your taut nipples
as his fingers caressed and fingered your slick warmth.
as his cock pumped in and out of you, sweet dirty empty promises of how he’s gonna be with you and your pussy forever timing itself with the bangs of the bed. your new year’s resolution quickly became keeping plug!eren’s instead of cutting him off.
sukuna got shy when you gave him head, your mouth moving up and down his shaft while your tongue swirled around his twitching tip, swallowing every bit of cum that came out.
his hand covering half his face while he squinted his eyes at you, not wanting to stare at you, but he just couldn't take his eyes off of the erotic sight.
moving his hand to push you off his dick but found himself pushing your head down all the way to the base and lifting his hips, lifting your hips repeatedly until cum was filling your throat and sliding out the corners of your mouth.
of course he was embarrassed, watching you kneel in between his legs and taking his throbbing dick out, but he could admit that your mouth felt so fucking good, crying out for you to suck harder when he was about to cum.
"right at the top, more, more, more..." his words trailing off while his thighs tensed and his stomach sucked in, a bead of sweat on his forehead a few seconds away from falling.
don't you just love a man that gets shy when you go down on him?
“i don’t get you,” sukuna mutters, arms resting on his knees as he stares at your cat, who sits primly on the floor, tail flicking lazily. “you’re small. your head is tiny. you have no claws worth a damn, and yet you strut around like you own this place.”
your cat blinks at him slowly. the audacity.
“oh, so now you’re being mysterious? yeah, real intimidating, runt,” sukuna scoffs, leaning in. “tell me, why the hell do you scream at five in the morning for no reason?”
your cat meows. sukuna nods, as if that was an actual answer.
“nah, i don’t buy it. i know when someone’s bullshitting me.” he strokes his chin, as if deep in thought. “and what’s with the scratching? you have a whole damn tree to tear up, but no, it’s gotta be the couch, huh? or my chair. my throne in this shitty modern world.”
your cat remains utterly unfazed, licking a paw and dragging it over its ear. sukuna clicks his tongue in frustration.
“you think you’re untouchable. you think you can do whatever you want just ‘cause you’re small and cute?” he narrows his eyes. “you remind me of someone.”
you narrow your eyes right back from your hiding spot behind the doorway. excuse me?
but sukuna is too deep in his investigation to notice. he gestures toward your phone lying face-down on the table. “and what’s with you and cameras huh? every time there’s a flash, you go feral. you act like you’re being dragged to hell.”
your cat’s ears twitch. a clear tell.
“ohhhh,” sukuna smirks, leaning in like he’s caught onto something juicy. “what, you got a dark past? you some kinda criminal? don’t want your face out there ‘cause you’re on a hit list?”
the cat swipes at sukuna’s knee, and he actually pulls back with a scoff. “oi, don’t get violent with me, brat. i asked a simple question.”
you have to bite your lip to keep from laughing.
“i should make you my disciple,” sukuna suddenly muses, tilting his head as he assesses the feline before him. “you got the attitude down. the little mind games. yeah… you could be something great.”
your cat sneezes.
sukuna frowns, as if personally offended. “...you’re turning down my offer? just like that?”
he sits back with a dramatic sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. “unbelievable. you’re worse than your owner.”
excuse me again???
before you can march in and object, your cat gets up, stretches leisurely, and then—just to really assert dominance—turns around and sticks its tail right in sukuna’s face before trotting off.
he stares after it, jaw clenched, eye twitching.
“…i’m gonna eat it.”
you finally lose the battle against your laughter.
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your new year’s resolution was to cut off plug!eren. you were finally through with being led on like a lost puppy with no destination in sight.
plug!eren’s manipulation could no longer keep you blinded with the introduction of your new friend, levi.
as plug!eren continued his pattern of ghosting you every couple of weeks, you found yourself growing closer and closer to levi. each day, you could feel real love and romance starting to blossom between you. levi planned thoughtful dates, including go-karting, paint and sips and pottery classes except..
levi wasn’t getting you off.
so when plug!eren had called you up;
when his green eyes pierced into you at the doorframe of your dorm, when his stench of weed and dior sauvage hit your nose,
when the feeling of his soft lips against yours comprehended in your brain.. you realized that your heart always belonged to plug!eren.
so when plug!eren’s lips decorated your neck as he pushed you into your dorm bed,
as his hands scavenged your naked body under your oversized sweatshirt.
as plug!eren’s lips tugged and sucked at your taut nipples
as his fingers caressed and fingered your slick warmth.
as his cock pumped in and out of you, sweet dirty empty promises of how he’s gonna be with you and your pussy forever timing itself with the bangs of the bed. your new year’s resolution quickly became keeping plug!eren’s instead of cutting him off.
SYNOPSIS ; aot boys and what they fancy ! are they for tits, thighs, or ass ? STARRING ; eren jeager, levi ackerman, armin arlert.
Eren is definitely an ass typa guy. he loves whenever you’re wearing any tight bottoms, mini skirts, especially bloomers. if he’s not staring your ass down, he’s touching all over it. and you better pray you two don’t get left alone, because he’s taking whats his right then and there.
“ erenn! fuckkk!— ” well, in the scenario you two did get left alone, thats how you were left sounding. with him drilling into you at an angle that was pounding up against your cervix?—how could you not sound like that? your face was shoved in your satin-covered pillows, hands gripping at the sheets and your eyes shut closed tightly.
you felt erens gaze practically radiating off of you. well..more off of your ass. he watched the recoil each time you fucked your needy self back into his hips, each thrust a squelching noise came running out that pussy eren had gotten so wet. when he wasn’t being a pervert and just staring, he was being more of a pervert and actually taking action. hands gripping and fondling the fat your ass provided him with. he loved when you let him get like this. be all nasty for you while he rutted into you like he’s never getting the chance to ever again. just to watch the part of you that he loved oh so much, move against him.
“fuckkk baby— c’mon don’t get lazy on me now, you ain’t done.”
Levi would definitely avoid that question as much as he can, and he truly and honestly wouldn’t give a verbal answer. but you could tell what that “unknown” answer was by his actions. the way he had his hand under your shirt and on one of your boobs while you two were simply just relaxing and laying next to each other, the way his eyes fell down to your cleavage that was showing whenever you wore a tight shirt. yeah, you could say he was fond of them.
“ leviii, cmon your distracting..fuck— ” he found himself fondling your tits as you sat on the fuzzy carpet in you twos living room which was placed infront of the couch he was sitting on. it wasn’t out of the ordinary for him to do this, i mean, he did it anytime you two were alone with each other and you were in his space range. but this specific time was a little different. he was focusing more on your nipples, and he had not one but two hands of his busy. stimulating you all the more. meanwhile you were simply and innocently, just trying to do your work. your hands hovered over the keyboard as you paused,leaning your head back and giving into levis tactics.
“levi !! my god— slow down!-“ about a few minutes later you found yourself thrown onto you twos shared bed, into the meanest mating press. instead of gripping onto your hips like anybody would traditionally do—he was gripping onto your tits, making you spread ur legs even more which pained your inner thighs so he could have more access to his beloved tits. and he thought it was the meanest, most cruelest thing ever whenever you pressed your thighs together which were laying on your own chest, blocking him from touching your tits. he shot the most rudest glare at you.
“ are you crazy? move them. “
Armin loves thighs idcccc. he is such a thigh man it’s crazy. whenever he’s sitting next to you , this mans hands are all over your thighs. your sitting on his lap? both hands are on both thighs. your in his passenger seat while he’s driving? hands on your thigh. he loves how plush they are and how they spill between his fingers a bit whenever he squeezes them enough. and he’s an eater. so you know what that entails.
“ ‘minnn!— my god!! ” he was currently in between your legs after he had came back from a long, stressful day of work, gripping on the thighs that were shutting and trapping his head down. his tongue was mean. as fuck. and he was putting it to work. he didn’t even say a proper greeting before quickly rushing you into the room after he came through the front door a few minutes ago. he was slurping and sucking—and being so damn sloppy. he was showing how much he missed you from how he was flicking over your clit like crazy, showing it the most affection. well..other than your thighs of course.
he let out small whines each time you closed your thighs in on him, but don’t get me wrong,, it wasn’t because you were hurting him or causing him discomfort or anything like that. it was the fact that he was a complete and total slut for your thighs. he gripped on them and whenever he pulled away from you soaked pussy, he let his slick-covered lips kiss at your inner thighs. before tapping at your right thigh gently, signaling you that he wanted to lift his head up. once you eased down on the headlock you basically had him in, you met his gaze and immediately saw those big blue doe eyes soften. he wiped his mouth with the inner side of his wrist and spoke in such a angelic tone, after doing such sinful actions.
unknowingly, nerd!reader caught fratboy!eren’s interest when walking around campus.
nerd!reader’s skirts that got shorter every time fratboy!eren saw her, shirt necklines got deeper and more makeup decorated her face.
so when fratboy!eren was paired with nerd!reader on a chem project, boy was he happy
so when nerd!reader innocently invited fratboy!eren over to her dorm to work on their project,
nerd!reader didn’t expect fratboy!eren to have her on all fours, his toned hand around her neck and other digging into her plump ass as he fucked her into oblivion.
FRESHLY MANICURED NAILS clawed at the wrinkled pink sheets of your bed. your tangled, newly installed weave was sprawled across your many plump pillows. you were practically folded in half— ankles dangled by your ears and your body felt sticky with sweat and cum.
"take it, baby— give me another one 'n cum on this dick.."
his words went through one ear and out the other while he pounded his cock in your tight pussy. your toes curled at the feeling of overstimulation flowing through your veins— watering eyes flickering to the back of your head. you moaned softly and tears fluttered down your hot cheeks. everytime his wet cock split apart your creamy folds; you squealed— biting don hard on your bottom lip. the wet ripples of your skin with every slap of his hips against yourself filled the room.
"s— stop," you sobbed and hiccuped on moans as his thumb raked circles over your swollen clit. ".. 'can't cum no more! stop p— please!"
"yes you can— now shut the fuck up 'n take it, pretty." he grunted— harsh breaths left his red lips.
you furrowed your brows and glanced down. your tits bounced on par with each of his thrusts and your tummy jiggled— his pace was unforgiving. the pads of his rough fingers rubbed the sensitive bud which made little whimpers flow from your sore throat.
"no! no! i— i'm.." you jerked your hips back— the feeling was overwheming.
he pressed his body closer to your own— your arousal coated his dick with ever every thrust. a creamy, white ring formed around the base— his cum from previous rounds smeared on your inner thighs and leaked from your hole.
"ya wanted this— walked around like a slut in public just beggin' to get fucked," he raised his slightly hand and slapped your clit. "now you got my dick but y're still complainin.."
you whined, "I— I'm not! baby please..!"
"baby please," he mocked— a wide grin spreading across his face. ".. now make me cum— it's all yours, mama."
CHARACTERS - TOJI, SUKUNA, todo, reiner, CONNIE, eren, MIGUEL O'HARA, draken, HANMA, TAIJU, sanemi, AOMINE
plot: basketballplayer!eren who matches his angry girlfriends energy they're both hotheads
content warning: black coded, heavy cursing, shower sex, fingering, daddy kink, pretty chill
peachy's yap: wc! 3.4k i think about reader yelling at eren for yelling at her very often i fear. i really didn't want to make this a smut so i keep the smut to a minimum.
Tuesday at 6:43pm
this tuesday was like every other tuesday except for one different thing. like usual on the second day of the week, you walk into the arena of your college to watch your boyfriend play. finding his mom and dad sitting there along with his big brother zeke. you all sat right in the front, your legs crossed sitting proud in the jersey he instructed you to wear for today.
again, just like every tuesday, eren ran out alongside his teammates as they warmed up. the first thing he did was look for you and his family, blowing a kiss to all of you. he then turned back to the crowd, throwing his hands in the air to rile them up and get them as loud as he could. this was his game-day ritual; nothing was different until they walked in.
your rival school, the first student to walk in was jean, the internet's biggest troll. he had been going live on instagram, saying how he was going to beat your school— 'full sweep,' to be exact. of course, that angered eren. not only were they both D1 basketball players, but everyone knew of their beef .comments went around, with people betting on who they suspected would win.
'trost university is going to destroy shinganshina state'
'only good player on ssu is eren yeager'
'trost is ass, yeager is going to lead us to victory'
the comments went on and on which only fueled eren's competitiveness through the roof. you told him not to be too conceited on the court which only made him mad at you. he thought you were saying he wasn’t good at what he does.
it wasn’t necessarily that but you couldn’t help but feel like jean and his team had improved since last year. although your school won last year it wasn’t by anything except 10 points and the game was back and forth the whole hour and a half.
just as you expected the game was close and eren was heated the whole time. jean getting in eren's face calling him and you quote 'pussy ass boy'. which made eren’s face turn red raining 3 after 3 but it wasn't enough.
although he was good everyone else on the team lacked any effort. no defense, no one else powered through offensively, and an excessive amount of turnovers. the game was 5 minutes away from ending and it was getting embarrassing. if you weren't part of this school you'd unfortunately agree with jean this was a full sweep. the buzzer went off and you stood from your seat looking up at the scoreboard.
119-73
fuck. you heard yelling and you quickly walked to the floor followed by his family. as you got closer and closer you realized the yelling was your boyfriend. curses spewed from his mouth as he spat across the court. pushing through people to get to him before he lunged at whoever he was arguing with.
"man fuck you, you didn't have to say nothin' to me and you did." eren yelled and jean laughed eyes following you as you grabbed eren's arm.
"yea okay you was talkin' shit online so say that shit to my face. or are you too scared to get your ass beat in front of your bitch." jean spat and you looked around, you just KNOW he wasn't calling you a bitch.
"who you calling a bitch?" you said looking at the boy before you. he smirked about to open his mouth but eren beat him to it.
"if you arguing wimme talk shit about me, fuck is you speakin' on my girl for?" he said walking up to jean and usually you'd hold him back. but jean called you a bitch, no mercy for the wicked.
"what you wanna do? fight?" jean asked looking eren up and down.
"beat his ass rennie!" you yelled and before the two men could get to fighting someone yelled.
"eren and y/n!" his father yelled making the both of you look in his direction. the strictness in his voice scared a lot of the people around you. everyone including jean turned to look in the direction of the yelling. there stood grisha on the other end of the court. the sternness in his voice made everyone pause. "over here... now!" you both nodded turning away from jean and walking over to his family.
"great you got us in trouble." eren joked and lightly shoved your shoulder making you laugh.
"me? i didn't tell you to fight him." you huff turning your nose up at eren and looking away.
"yeah right aren't you the one who told me to beat his ass?" he laughs and you shake your head feigning innocence.
"nah," you said as you guys stood in front of his parents.
"you'll both end up getting beat up one day." his mother said shaking her head as she laughed.
"well he shouldn't have said anything about her," he said looking back to see if his team was going to the locker rooms yet. eren talked with you and his family a little longer, but he was still fed up. he looked tired, like he was ready to get in the showers and get to bed.
his answers were short and whenever his dad brought up the game he'd wave it off. once it was time for him to go to the back you all let him go about his business. you waited next to eren's car and his parents waited with you at their car which was parked next to his.
after another 30 minutes, eren was walking out with his shirt around his shoulders and his warm-up sweats on. you rolled your eyes as he walked out dapping people up and starting conversations. it was getting colder by the minute and you really weren't in the mood.
"eren let's go!" you yelled and he looked at you with a glare and left his friend behind. he unlocked his car door so that you could get in the car. but you didn't want to get in because if he knew you were warm he would take his sweet time.
"thanks for coming you guys," he said to his family kissing his mom on the forehead and hugging his father and brother. after he said his goodbyes you both got in his car and he looked at you. “why you makin' that face?"
"how many times have i told you to wear a shirt outside? you'll get sick." you huffed as he threw his backpack in the back. "especially straight out of the showers."
"ma... i just lost a game and you're talking about me getting sick." he huffed starting the car as you guys made your way to his apartment. you lived on campus but you never went home on game days since eren wanted you with him after a game. win or lose.
"well guess what happens when you get sick? you. can't. play." you said tilting your head back and forth each time you spoke. eren just looked at you out the side of his eye not interested in engaging in an argument.
after a short drive to his apartment, you quickly got out of the car walking to his door. you pulled out your spare unlocked his door and pushed your way in. you walked to his kitchen looking through his fridge not even bothering to acknowledge his presence.
"so you get an attitude with me and come in here looking through my food," he said setting his bag down near the door.
"you mad at me 'cause i don't want you to get sick," you mumbled grabbing his leftover pasta and warming it up for the two of you.
"who was mad? all i said was i just lost a game. like nobody wanna hear that shit when they just got they ass kick!" he said raising his voice and you turned to him with a brow raised.
"okay, my bad. but i told you to not get too cocky." you gave him a pointed look and he jerked his head.
"what're you saying i'm not good enough to beat jean?" he jumped to the conclusion now full-on yelling and you sighed. he knew that's not what you meant, not at all.
"i told you when we watched film, they're exceptionally better than last year!" you reminded him and he hummed, now you were yelling.
"oh so now you're a basketball expert?" he yelled getting closer and closer to your face and you rolled your eyes.
"i mean shit we watched it all the time! why are you acting like im your enemy? i was trying to help you not be disappointed!" you yell and he scoffed.
"so what i was supposed to just expect to lose?" he waved his hands in the air.
"i don't know! stop yelling pissing me off!" you yelled back and he looked at you like you had grown two extra sets of arms.
"you're yelling at me!" he yelled again and you gave him a blank stare.
"i'm yelling at you because you're yelling at me!" you rebutted and he threw his hands in the air.
"so then shut up!" he said with a chuckle and you nodded laughing to yourself. "you just wanna argue so bad," he said wrapping his arms around your waist and leaning against the counter. your back to his chest as you both waited for the food to warm.
eren’s hands started to trail up your body. you already knew what he was hinting at without him saying anything. you weren’t in the mood at the moment. you just wanted to eat, lay down with eren, and sleep.
his post-game stamina was insane. you’d both go round after round not stopping until your brain was fucked smooth. or you couldn’t speak from being so out of breath.
you knew tonight would be worse because he was LIVID. if the celebratory fucks were bad you couldn’t imagine the pounding he’d give you tonight. losing to jean, to your rival school, and after two weeks of trolling you’re bound to be half dead by morning.
“not tonight ren,” you say reaching up to grab your warmed food. he kept his arms around your waist dragging behind you every place you went. followed behind you to grab the plates. not even helping when you struggled to reach for them.
“ma please, at least a quickie we can do it right here,” he begged softly thrusting his hips into yours. demonstrating how simple it would be to have a quickie at this moment. "see i could take you right now. 10 minutes done." he said and you laughed at him.
"no ren i'm tired, i had work and your game." you made up an excuse and he scoffed.
"you're such an old lady," he laughed knowing the 'work' you were referring to was working at the school library. sitting down checking people into the computer lab and helping only if they needed. he knew your day was uneventful since you blew up his phone while he was in class.
"i'll be that." you hum turning to look up at your boyfriend who smiled down at you. for someone who just lost his basketball game he sure was happy. you shake your head as you laugh at him, his mood was so back and forth it was crazy.
"you so fuckin pretty," he said staring you at your face. he analyzed everything about you, he started by looking at your hair, your eyes, your nose, your lips.
"thank you but why are you staring?" you laughed handing him a plate and he shrugged taking it.
"because you're my girl?" he said in a questioning tone. you both sat on his couch and he turned on the tv for the two of you. you both ate and watched a movie engaging in conversation here and there. once you guys finished eating you cleaned the dishes and decided it was time to head to bed.
"i'm about to get in the shower," you tell eren who nods with a hum. you go into the bathroom and strip down, and you turn on the water waiting for it to warm. as you were waiting you felt eren's presence behind you. seconds later you felt his dick pressed against your ass. although an hour ago you weren't in the mood you can't lie that the feeling of him pressed against you wasn't turning you on.
"see how hard you make me?" he whispered in your ear and you just laughed at his attempt to seduce you. you turned around to see eren naked, looking a little too excited to take a shower for the second time in 2 hours.
"didn't you already take a shower in the locker room?" you asked stepping into the shower of course followed by eren.
"yeah? but i'd miss the chance to see you naked," he smirked grabbing your waist to spin you around. you looked up at eren trying to avoid direct eye contact not wanting to fall into his trap. "why you looking away from me?"
"because if i look at you, i might let you get what you want," you admitted and he gripped your chin squeezing your cheeks making your lips pout. he forced you to turn your face and look in his green eyes.
"you don't have to do anything you don't want to. but i ain't gon' tell you no." he laughed and you nodded understanding what he meant. your brain ran through your options, you did want to sleep but you had to shower. so maybe you guys could just do something real quick.
"i think i want to," you say grabbing his dick stroking it slowly and groaning. he pulls your face to him in a heated kiss his other dropping to your waist. he kissed you sloppily letting go of your jaw and slapping your ass, which stung a little more because of the water. you pulled away to frown at him. "you know that hurts more than usual."
"m'sorry i been waiting to do that," he admits with a grunt loving the way your soft hands pump his cock sensually.
he had been looking at your ass in those jeans you wore with his jersey. he rubbed the spot he had slapped hoping to soothe the pain. he went back to kissing you hungrily pushing his tongue in your mouth. gliding it over yours swirling it around tasting your mouth.
"open." he quickly said pulling away from you, and you listened opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue. he let his spit drip in your mouth watching it slide down your throat.
"couldn't wait until you were fucking me?" you asked and he shook his head. releasing the grip on your ass relocating his hands to your breast. his head swooped down capturing your nipple in his mouth. he sucked and lightly bit on your nipple making you moan. he wanted to be a gentleman and engage in some type of foreplay. he switched showing attention to your other breast just before his resolve fell.
"i can't wait when it comes to you," he says reaching down to slide his fingers through your folds. even tho the water was running over the both of you he could tell the drippings between your thighs was more slick than water. he rubbed your clit not once breaking the intense eye contact you both held.
his middle finger slipped into your cunt, your legs got weak and you gripped onto eren’s bicep. he didn’t waste any time adding in my middle finger pumping fast. your thoughts were cloudy the only thing in your mind was the way eren’s fingers moved inside you.
“ren,” you moan out looking up at him as he just smiled at you.
“yes?” he asked tilting his head to the said fingering you faster. your words were broken up by your moans as you pleaded with him. letting out a strangled ‘pls just fuck me’ and eren couldn’t deny he was just as eager as you.
he picked you up pressing your back against the cold tile. making you hiss from the feeling. eren lined himself up with you sliding you down on him. you squealed feeling like he was in your chest. he bit back a moan which made it almost sound like a growl instead. he stilled for a minute letting you both catch your breath.
the next thing you knew eren was thrusting into you roughly. using his upper body to press you against the wall and hold you in place. his hips snapped into yours at an almost feral pace. all the sounds of your actions were pornographic. the way your cunt is squelching, the sound of his balls slapping against your ass. his loud grunts and groans, and your moans and squeals.
you reached up to run your hands through his shoulder-length hair. the feeling of the shower water running over the both of you while you engaged in such lewd acts. your back arched off the wall while eren placed one of your feet on the ground. he held your other leg up fucking into you hitting that spot in you at a whole different angle.
“ren… your t…too deep!” you yelped but he didn’t care. he liked being so deep in you your eyes rolled back in your head and your body began to twitch. all of that was what made fucking you more rewarding than any basketball game he could ever play. he pressed his forehead against yours pecking your lips.
“i know ma let me just make you cum okay?” he whispered moving his hands to grip your face. “it feel good? tell your rennie how much you love it." he groaned in your ear.
"fuck i love it, i love you." you moaned and eren smiled still relentlessly thrusting into you. although the way your walls clenched and unclenched around him had his head on cloud nine. your fucked out face and gaping mouth in the shape of an 'o' was stroking his pride.
"you love me? that's why you were a good girl for me?" he asked feeling your needy cunt gripping onto him for dear life. "you about to cum? tell me you love me again." he instructed you the feeling in his stomach letting him know he was close and would be cumming right behind you.
"i love you daddy..." you moaned your nails scratching his back as a wave of pleasure hit you like a train. your body could barely take the feeling of your orgasm, this was better than anything you'd felt. eren was close behind you his hips stuttering as he released in you. his warm cum filling you up and leaking from you dripping down his balls.
"fuck i love you too ma," he grunted but it sounded more feral like it came from the depths of his chest. he pulled his now limp dick out of you letting your leg down. they were sore and weak so you grabbed onto eren. "you did so well." he hummed against the top of your head leaning down to kiss your forehead.
"ren i can't stand." you frowned and he smiled nodding. without a second thought, eren took it upon himself to clean you first. after he had fully cleaned you and you were satisfied with the job he did he took his shower. you sat on the toilet towel wrapped around your body. you couldn't lie you watched eren intently as he took his shower.
"take a picture." he said glancing at you and you shrugged joking saying 'i will' making him laugh. he really didn't care if you did. considering all the nudes he'd sent to you throughout the day when he didn't have practice and was waiting for you to come over.
once eren was done in the shower you both finished your night routine getting into bed. your head against his chest while he laid one arm wrapped around your shoulder and one behind his head. you both were nodding off at the movie on the screen.
"i promise the next time i will not fall for your trap," you said and he let out a small laugh.
"i didn't trap you, you started it," he said which technically wasn't wrong which made you roll your eyes.
"go to sleep." you huffed and he kissed the top of your head.
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── Welcome to MASKED! an interactive jujutsu kaisen adventure where you decide how things go down. This choose-your-own-adventure smutpiece is controlled by you, and every choice you make may have a killer consequence. Pick your Ghostface, decide exactly how things heat up... and how far you're willing to go for whoever's behind that mask.
FEATURES
Before starting your game, you'll be able to choose your name, pronouns, sexual anatomy, and which JJK character is wearing the mask. Your chosen Ghostface will call you by name and respond to your preferences, shaping the experience around you, the killer's chosen victim...
There are also a few Ghostface duos you may encounter... such as: Gojo & Geto, Ino & Nanami, Yuki & Choso, Toji & Shiu.
WARNING
MASKED! is a smut story with dark themes and explicit sex. There is no non-sexual route, so read at your own discretion. As it is a ghostface AU, knives, blood, death and other hard themes will be present, though whether they are involved as kinks in your sexual encounters will be your choice.
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