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He looks down at you with amusement coating his charcoal eyes, I mean, why would he agree to this? WHY did he agree to this?

He loved you, of course, so he did it anyways with some mild convincing.

sex wasn't regular in your and Chrollo's relationship. mostly because the both of you are always busy with work, only having time to do quickies or tired vanilla sex.

but it was one of those rare occasions where both of you had a weekend free. no overtime, phones turned off, and nothing on but undergarments. nothing planned but having sex everywhere, bathing together, and holding each other closely. You'll worry about the house chores the next day.

So when you came to him on Friday about…pegging?…he was unsure. I mean, his pride, could he risk it by letting a woman 8 inches shorter than him, be 8 inches deep inside of him?... to take him like a bitch?...

Yeah, the answer was yes. As much as he didn't like to admit it, he was touch starved and would take anything you gave him right about now.

you gave him a small smile, not one of reinsurance, but no, one of taunting. You were teasing him.

"You'll love it, trust me. if not, tell me to stop, and we can do something else." Your tone was low, not feeling the need to put on such a strict voice. You knew your husband was fully capable of listening, following directions. Plus this was new for both of you.

His muscles are tense as he feels your warm hands make their way up to his biceps, then hanging over his shoulders as you wrap your arms around his neck. His breathing hitched for a quick second as you gently grab onto the hair that was on the nape of his neck, pulling him down for a peck on the lips.

Instead of replying, he wraps his large hands around your nude waist and turned the small pecking into a slow kissing session. As I said, it won't take much to convince him.

He was quick with his movements, like a tiger attacking its prey. Bra unhooked, he takes it upon himself to undress you. It's the least he could do, considering you'll do most of the work. You were so distracted by his mouth, you didn't realize your underwear sliding down your ankles. Slick bastard.

That's until he presses your hot body against his. "Mm.." you pulled away with a soft smile on your lips, eyes still closed. "it's my turn.." you spoke against his lips, but you just got a soft hum as a response before speaking in his normal seductive tone. "just wait a few seconds, let me get you ready."

get me ready? you repeated in your head, confusion coating your face as you opened your eyes and looked up at him. you didn't reply, instead watching him back you onto the bed, laying you against the silky sheets. Expensive, like him.

"Babe?-" you get shooshed by the feeling of his lips against yours.

You took that as a sign to stop talking. with an amused grin on your lips, you watched his hands go down your body, touching every curve, dip, and pudge he could, before leaning down and leaving a kiss on your leg, followed by another one getting closer and closer to the inside of your thigh.

Dark grey eyes looking up at yours, he notices the quickness of your once calm breath, and the slight parting of your lips, he's got you excited. he smirks to himself, of course, you see it. still a cocky bastard under all of that. he looks back down at the warmth between your thighs, making it his goal to mess with you before he surrenders himself to you.

and, it works. He wouldn't be him without teasing you. his tongue, teeth, and hands exploring you until he reaches over to one of the four objects you placed on the bed. he said it himself, he wanted to get you ready, so he does it himself.

he sits upon his knees, your legs underneath him as his long pretty hands work on the dark blue satin collar. it was sleek, sturdy, and expensive.it even had a bowtie on the front of it, with two hoops on the bottom of it, one for a leash, another having a bell connected to it. only the best for the best.

it didn't take him long to wrap it around his neck, looking pretty on his pale skin, eyes staring at your impatient ones. you wanted to rock his world, it was killing you inside as he kept you waiting. he notices this, his plump lips forming a cocky smirk as he leans down to you, his frame covering yours completely.

you breathe out a moan as he kisses your neck, his large hand going into your braids, giving them a slight squeeze. "Patience mistress. you'll get what you want."

Oh god. Your toes curled from his words. You turned your head, catching his lips before they could meet with your neck again. This time he didn't cut it short as he reaches over to another object. Using his long arms, he pulled your legs up and slipped the harness down them. He releases a groan into your mouth as you wrapped your legs around his hips and flipped him onto the bed.

The sound of lips smacking only intensified as you forced his hands onto your hips. He quickly got the hint, fast hands tightening the harness, making sure it was tight, creating dips on your skin. Guess he noticed how impatient he was getting, making him chuckle into your messy mouth, and pull away.

"Fuck, fuck me." His brows narrowed together as his eyes stayed closed. Almost sounded like he was begging.

"Of course." You grinned against his wet lips.

You were quick to get the lube. In the few seconds it took for you to get between his legs, slide off his briefs and get him prepped, he took it upon himself to grab the leash and hook it onto his collar. If he was going out, might as well be with a bang.

“For someone who said I was supposed to be patient, you’re moving pretty fast.” You teased but got a cocky remark in return. “Says you of all people. You know what they say, short people have short patience.” You almost laughed. Almost. Instead, you have him a sarcastic smile and push his thighs against his chest, making him suck in a breath when a grin paints his face.

“Mm, how funny~” he bites down on his lip as you press your chest against his body, folding him in place, legs over your shoulders as the tip of the strap pressed against him. There wasn’t much talking after this, knowing things were getting serious. Honestly, this was the easiest part, distracting him with your mouth on his.

Hips rocking against his, this is probably the closest y’all have been in a few weeks. But as you all know, this soft moment didn’t get too far.

“ ‘wan you deeper.” His soft voice close to your ear was enough for your body to shudder. You breathed out a curse, hesitating a bit as your hand grazes onto the forgotten leash.

Okay, okay I’m doing this.

"Mm Fuck do that again~" Chrollo moans out before he gasps for air. His moans and grunts fueling the fire in you, you couldn't help but cause him a little pain, just a little. But you didn't know he'd take it so well. Pulling the leash back more, causing his head to snap back, didn't stop him from meeting your hips. "Uh! Ah~ fuuck!~" he needed more.

Strong hands gripping the sheets below him, he quickly forgets about his cuffed wrists as he reaches for the stiffness between his legs. This was probably the slowest thing he could've done.

Chrollo lets out a choked breath as he falls forward, the side of his face pressed against the bed. He didn't have much time to react as his back arches against you, his muscular thighs shaking.

Accidentally, he pushes back against you. Since he lost the stableness he had underneath him, he found himself hopeless, and weak as you plowed into him. “Mng~ keep going like that and I'm gonna-“

Not wanting to choke him out, you loosened the grip on the leash, causing him to cough from the fresh air.

His head felt fuzzy as he tried to hold onto something. Eyes rolled back and drooling, even if he did manage to grab onto the silk, his weak hold only slipped away until he gave up.

"What a good boy you are." He heard you praise once in a while, his hearing going in and out and his loud moans not helping. "Oh fuck-Oh Fuck!~ yeah right there!~"

He is going to be so embarrassed later on, this thought made you chuckle, your hot breath blowing against the nape of his neck, causing his body to tense up underneath you.

He releases a deep breath as the precum below him gets tainted by that familiar white.

You slowed down your hips, but he still twitched and bucked against you. God, I love your voice. He breathes heavily against the bed, hips, and legs suddenly feeling like a thousand pounds as he struggles to keep them up. “So good for me baby…” you kissed just below his ear.

“Mhm~” he mindlessly agrees.

Sitting up you placed your hands on his sweaty back and ran them up and down his flushed skin. His breathing jidders as he backs up against your hot skin, wanting to feel you close as he rides out his orgasm. "Mm shit~.." his voice was raspy when he curses underneath his breath.

Biting your lip, you watched as he rutted against you, shoulders slumped, and hands still cuffed laying lazily between his body.

Fuck, you're soaked... I mean... You felt... risky. You went through a small debate in your head. It didn't last long as your hips slowly started to pick up the paste.

Chrollo couldn't even bring himself to question you, body too tired and mind too hazy.

Lust drunk was an understatement.

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"Welcome to black ink. Appointment or walk-in?" You asked as you sat behind the front desk, making a sketch for an appointment for the next day.

"Walk in." A light male voice speaks up. He walks over to the front desk, the sounds of his sneakers getting closer making you look up from your work. Whoa.

You've met a lot of fine people during this job of yours, women and men, but this particular blue-eyed blonde caught your attention pretty fast. Wait. "You look familiar. Haven't I seen you before, foreigner?" You sat up behind the counter, putting your work back into the folder.

"Um, yeah. I came here when I was younger, with my parents. I got my ears done, now I'm here for a neckpiece." As he spoke, his German accent thick, you passed him the sign-in clipboard, which he used. As his big hands held the pen, your eyes couldn't get off his beautiful face and soft features. He grew up, that's for sure.

Once he was done, he lifted his head and made eye contact with you, making his fair skin heat up into a gentle red color. You smiled a little, the jewels on your bottom teeth blinging, which catches him off guard. "So...Armin. What's the piece you wanted today?." You paused your sentence, reading his name off the clipboard before meeting his eyes again.

His hand shuffles in his pocket before pulling out a piece of paper. It was blank, no bigger than a credit card until he started fidgeting with it, unraveling it until it had a sketch. "Wow... you drew this?" You leaned forward, examining the flowers that were drawn in pencil. "Yeah, I did. Since I had it, it's been kinda special to me. I want it right here." He pulled down the collar of his shirt just a bit, his hand going over the skin he wanted the art placed.

You on the other hand was watching something else. You couldn't help but to check this now young man out. His bowl hair cut now gone, he looked amazing as he grew into his features.

The way his scar-covered hands went over his neck was a sight to see. There was no way in hell you were this down bad. You pressed your lips together as you started coming back to your senses. "Yeah that would look good..." you reached forwards and ran your fingers from below his ear to the front of his throat, searching for nothing particular.

He shivers underneath your touch, visible bumps rising on his skin. "Alright. You trust me enough to freehand?" His eyes met yours as you pulled away. Did he? He only just met you. But by the way, your eyes looked, he felt like he knew you for a while. "Yeah, I do." He mumbled, a bit nervous about this new experience.

You smiled at how soft his voice got, a little chuckle escaping as you walked around the desk with the paper in your hand. "You know where my station is." You nodded your head backward as you passed the shorter boy. You glanced back at the boy as you pulled the gate over the door and closed down the building. By the time you were done, it'll be closing time anyways.

You walked into your clean office. Black and gold your favorite colors as they decorated the room. Armin was already sitting awkwardly on the doctor-styled chair, swinging his feet as he looked down at his hands.

"Nervous?" You spoke lowly as you walked up to your station, closing your door behind you. He flinched a bit at the sound of your voice, not knowing you would come in quietly. "Um- yeah I am... My first tattoo, and it's on my neck." It's his first at many things huh? "That's alright, I'll help you relax, how does that sound?" As you talked, you looked over your features.

Your glossed thick lips, your soft hands that were covered in tattoos, and your pretty eyes. When he was younger he was too busy crying over the pain to realize how pretty you were, it sent shivers down his spine at how pretty you were.

"How are you gonna do that?" He watched your hands move around your station, cleaning the area and pouring ink in clear caps. When he asked this question, your eyes traveled to the top drawer of your stan. "What do you think?"

"Take off your shirt" with now lidded eyes, the boy in the seat passed you the blunt you rolled and grabbed the hem of his shirt. You leaned back on your office chair with red eyes and watched him slip the material off his body.

Where did your professionalism go when he walked in?

Your low eyes slightly raised at his upper half. You weren't expecting a ripped body to come with such a small boy, what'd he do for a living? You placed the blunt between your lips once more and slowly inhaled, your eyes slowly traveling his body as he sat back in the chair. "Ready?" You asked as you blew out the thick smoke, your thumb coming over the bud of the blunt to put it out.

Armin watches your moves, grey eyes not leaving your body as you came closer to him with your chair, the tattoo gun in your right hand. "Yeah, I am." His voice came out low and his words slow. This new feeling he felt was amazing, it's definitely what he needed after years of constant pain and service.

Your gloved hand reached over to the gun machine before flicking it on. The soft motor of the gun made him close his eyes as he turned his head over to the side.

"You're doing so good Armin, you look so pretty already." You were already an hour in, your constant praising and compliments keeping him distracted from the pain. You had noticed how he aggressively chewed on his bottom lip with each praise, the slight whimpers that came out of his mouth with each compliment.

You didn't think that was the cause though. It was his first time getting a tattoo, on his neck with that. But then his face started darkening, his fair skin showing a now rosy color. You knew that wasn't from the irritation.

"Armin?.." you raised the needle off his skin before looking up into his eyes. He peeks his right eye open, looking right at you. "Y-yeah?" He stuttered out, panic and embarrassment starting to go through his body, his reply fast making him want to sink in the leather seat.

"What's happening pretty boy? We can take a break if you want." Your voice was naturally soft as you spoke, making him feel relaxed with each time you opened your mouth. And god, the compliments.

"Let's take a break." You spoke for him, your left hand already turning off the machine. He slowly turned his head to face you as you stood up to throw away your gloves. "Are you feeling okay?" You raised your brow as you come back to him, your body hovering above his as you looked down at him.

He chews down on the inside of his cheek as he looks up at you, his flushed face spreading down his ears and neck as he takes in this image, wanting so badly to see you naked on top of him...wait.

"Hello? Armin, babe." You lower your hand, taking his warm cheek into your hand. "H-huh? Oh- yeah, I'm fine. I'm just a little flustered." He watched as your eyebrow raises, your eyes scanning his upper body. This makes him shift a little underneath your gaze, causing the tension to rise.

"Flustered hm? You look good flustered." Sheesh, flirting so openly. What happened to the quiet anti-social shop owner huh? Gone like it never happened. You chuckled when you seen his eyes widen, the flirting making him shift as he grew even more flustered. "Thank-thank you so much." He stuttered, making him flush more out of embarrassment.

You stared down at him with a lazy smile, the grilz on the bottom row of your teeth making his stomach churn and clench up. "Armin," you started off, your correct pronunciation of his name making him weak under your gaze "can I kiss you?"

The question was so simple yet so hard to answer. And the consent, fuck. He was about to cum untouched. "Please do." Without much thinking, you placed your hand on his cheek and leaned down, pressing his plump lips against yours.

Your lips moved in sync, your gloss transferring onto his lips, making him hum softly at the bland strawberry taste. Subconsciously, Armin's hand made its way to your hoodie, pulling you closer and pulling you on top of him. Oh, what's this? He placed both hands on your hips, the tips of his fingers feeling something underneath your sweats.

Now Armin was far from innocent, still a virgin, but innocent. His late-night porn visits knew exactly what was underneath your pants. "Mm.." he released an almost quiet moan when he felt your pierced tongue slide against his bottom lip. Before he opened his mouth to give you permission, you pulled away, making him chase your lips and pull you back into the now heated kiss.

Fuck it. Your tatted hands made their way down his strong chest, fingers ghosting his nipples, making his muscles clench. God, he was so sensitive to your touches. His lips parted for you, which you gladly slide your tongue in, the both of you exploring each other's mouths and fighting for dominance. Of course, you won.

Your hands reach his abs, just above his belt. You gently push him back down on the chair, a string of saliva following him as he laid down. Both panting, your hands stayed on his lower stomach, scanning his flushed body.

"Are you a virgin?" The question was so simple, yet he couldn't find himself answering it. "Um.." he started off. What if you stopped if he said yes? Will you continue?

From his silence, you sighed and slowly stood up from his lap. "W-wait wait!" He quickly sat up and grabbed your hand. "Don't stop, please. I wanna do it with you." You looked over your shoulder and raised your brow. He was so quick with his movements, it honestly caught you off guard.

"Lay back down." You slid your hand out of his grip and went over to the storage closet that you had in your office. As you went through your space, the boy behind you started working on his belt, sliding it off completely just in case the two of you were to use it again.

"Ah." He looks up at you as you turned around. He looks down at your hand, a clear half-filled bottle of lube, ready to be used. "Eager?" You teased with a lazy smirk on your face. His pants were already half off, hanging from his knees, his briefs hanging on his v-line, and his dick print strained against the tight material.

Damn, he looked fucking delicious.

"Turn for me. I have to prep you." He knew what that meant. He gulped from what's about to happen, his legs shaking a little as he stood and faced away from you. He leaned against his elbows, bucking against your hips as he felt you behind him. "That's dangerous, baby boy." You warned him as your warm fingers held his waistband. "S-sorry...mo-" he stuttered out, stopping himself from saying anything that might embarrass him.

"Uh-huh. Keep going, you had the right idea, pretty boy." You encourage him, his underwear and jeans now down to his ankles as you spread the lube around your two fingers. "Mommy?..." he whispered out in an unsure manner, the new experience making him nervous.

"Good job baby. Hold yourself open for me." He held himself up with his front as he reached back, his hands exposing himself for you.

You took your time with him, teasing his hole by circling your fingers around it, kissing his back to get him to relax, until your finger slid in without any problems. One turned to two, soon two turned into three. He was a whining mess below you, the way you curled your fingers up made him tear up and claw at his skin.

That was until you pulled out your fingers, a whimper coming out his mouth from the emptiness. "Fuck..." he sighed out. "Don't worry, you'll get something better." You wiped your hand with a paper towel before undoing your sweats. He flinched as he felt something hit his ass, eyes widening once he figured out what it was. "Steady yourself."

And steady himself he did. He held onto the leather chair, fingernails digging underneath the table once you lined yourself up with his hole. "Mm!" He yelped when your thick strap slowly made its way inside him, one hand on his hip while the other one made sure he took all 8 inches of you. "Good boy~" His front teeth digging into his bottom lip from letting out any noises.

"Look at that, Armin~ You bottomed out." You stopped your movements, your hips pressed fully against his ass. "Catch your breath." As you gave him a break, you reached the hem of your hoodie and pulled it up, exposing tattoos that went up your arms, shoulders, and neck. "I'm- im ready mommy." He spread his legs, his pants and underwear now kicked somewhere in the room.

Once he gave you permission to move, you leaned forward, making him gasp as the tip grazed his spot. Your breasts pressed against his strong back, your right hand intertwined with his as you started moving your hips against his, slowly and carefully, making sure you stretch him right.

The new feeling has him loud. Whiny dragged out moans leaving his red face as he watched himself getting fucked in the long mirror.

"Look how pretty you are~" you whispered in his ear as you started speeding up, sweat starting to bead up on your skin from the hot room around you. "Say how much of a good boy you are~" you kissed the shell off his ear. "A-ah!~ I-I'm goo~ I'm a good boy!~" god, he was such a mess. You weren't even going too fast or rough. He was just so sensitive.

"Good boy~ such a good boy for daddy hm? Look how well you take my cock, you feel it right here hm?" You slid the hand that was holding his waist, down to his lower belly, slightly feeling to bulge in his small belly. "Da-daddy!~" he moaned out your name as he came all over your leather seats. "You're- so deep in me mommy~" he whines out, fresh tears rolling down his sweaty face from his strong orgasm.

"I know I am baby."

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The party was live, everyone grinding against eachother as the sweet sound of R&B rung through out the house, cheering and loud singing was flowing through your ears as you and your friends walked in the house. The smell of weed and cigarettes making your chest burn as you go through the crowd

This is the party he wanted me to be at?

You asked yourself as you make your way through the living room.

You didn't know how, but you found yourself standing in front of the back door, the blue lights from the pool reflecting all over the backyard.

Just as you was reaching for the handle, a hand lighter than your own grabbed your wrist. You was quick to look up, because why are they sneaking up on you like that?

"Hey, calm down~" there he was, your boyfriend for a few months , flashing his pearly whites and showing his cleanly shaven face.

He was quick to lean down and give you a kiss on the forehead, which you hummed as a response. "Why'd you invite me again? I thought we said we'd go public when we're both ready. Last time I checked, you weren't ready."

You knew something was up, he was never the type to just invite you to places,especially because you knew he had a "bad boy" persona to look up to.

Your hands were placed on his chest as you pulled apart, wanting to look up at him as he told his lie. "Well, I thought about it. I really wanted you to be here." His voice was soft as he held you close. Ugh, he was so bashful. Always had you wrapped around his finger, but, you weren't that dense.

"Because you wanted me here Hm? I'm not slow babe. Tell the truth." You slid your hand up his chest and around the back of his neck. "Welll... truthfully, I wanted to show you off to my friends. To finally say... that you're my girl, in public."

He leaned down to your height, noses touching and breath hitting your lips. You couldn't lie, that made your heart thump.

"Hmm~" you smiled against his lips as you pressed yours against his. "I believe you. But, you better introduce me to every single one of those friends, understand?" You pressed a long kissed on his lips, which he smiled into. "Mhm~ you've got yourself a deal-whooaaa watch your haaaands~"

You chuckled as you cupped his ass. "Sheesh what's up with you lately. You've been so... intimate." You pulled away from your boyfriend, making him sit up straight.

"If that's what you want to call it~ let's go."

The party went well, you danced right after you introduced yourself to his friends, Eren,Connie and blonde named armin. Shots after shots, you got tipsy, while your boyfriend was ass drunk and shaking ass in front of you.

...No literally. He was moving his hips smooth, almost grinding in front of you as you leaned on the back of the couch, while Eren and Connie recorded over your shoulder on as they stood on the couch cushions.

"Baaabe~" you whined in your raspy voice as you felt your face heat up. You weren't embarrassed to say, but you were definitely flustered. "Come ooon, dance with me~"his voice was slightly slurred as he pressed his back and ass against your front, while his arm went around your neck.

"Yeah come on girly, dance with him~" Connie laughed and taunted as he poked at your back.

You looked away for a few seconds to contain yourself. You hesitated a bit before placing your hands onto his hips. This was your first time showing him affection in public,so you were definitely shy with touching him.

But as new as this feeling was to you, you were quick to adapt. You bit onto your bottom lip as you begin trailing your hands up his sides, the bottom of his shirt rising and giving you the chance to touch his hot skin.

"See? Look at ya, getting all intimate~" his deep voice whispered in his ear, making you feel hot in the most sensitive areas.

"You're tempting me, baby" you mumbled as your hands graze his toned stomach, fingers running against his trail of hair. "I'm not sure what it is~"he whispers again before turning around, and forcing your hands down to his ass.

You gulped as he wrapped his arms around your neck, and leaning into your ear to give the camera a look. "But you've been acting so dominant recently. I can't help but to feel so fucking horny everytime you display it~" he chuckled in your ear, his deep voice making your thighs tense up.

"You make me want to cream my panties everytime you give me that look, I've seen it. Yet you're so timid and shy, you never act on it."  You shiver as you felt something hot and wet run up your ear.

Fuck.

"Well baby guess what?" You held your breath as you felt his hands go down your shoulders and arms, and gently pressing them against your hands and they rested against his ass. "I'll get that reaction out of you, and you'll fuck me good tonight, yeah?"

He chuckled in your ear once you were quick to nod, your face and body extremely hot as you gripped his ass.

God, you felt kinda pathetic, wrapped around his finger, even when he's ass drunk.

"Heh, let's party!" He raises his voice as he pulled off your body, making you take a deep breath and cough. "Oooh looks like ___ seems to be going through it." Armin comes back from the bar and ruffled your curls as you pushed your way over to grab a drink to cool down.

Shit, what the fuck was that!!?

You sat at the bar and pulled your glasses off your face, and wiped it down from the fog that coated the glass.

"Shit, aye you, make me a damn drink. I need to be drunk for the rest of this." You called over a short girl with blonde hair. "Yes ma'am!"

It's been about two hours into the party, and it only got more pack, and hot. Jean hasn't done anything since that first incident, but you couldn't help but to think about every chance you got. And each time had you the same way, flustered and hot.

God he was such a tease when he was drunk. If he was sober he'd never do this. You can already tell he was going to be sick and pissed in the morning.

Oh well.

Horny and drunk, you spinned in your bar seat and silently singed to yourself in a soft slurry tone.

"Babyyyy~" a cracked deep voice was close to your ear, making you flinch away. This made your boyfriend laugh and stumbled in front of you.

"H-hey Jean" you nervously greeted him as he leaned on your thighs, giving them a squeeze.

He was so close you could feel his breath. "Mm it's time for a little fun don't you think?" He took his veiny hands further up your thighs, his thumbs closer to your heat.

"Wh-what are you." Before you could ask, Jean grabbed your Hennessey filled cup and took a sip of it.

"H-huh?-" your eyes widen as Jean gripped your jaw, keeping your mouth opened and spitting into it.

"Whoa.."

"Dude?"

"Hot"

"That's jeans new girl, right?"

Your eyes were wide for a little bit, but from the alcohol in your system, they were quick to close and take it how it is.

"Oh my god!"

Jean eyes widens as he watches your pierced tongue stick out to catch all of it, your eyes lidded as you stared up at him.

"Did she just..."

"Oh she a fucking freak!"

"FAWK!"

"Mm~" You hummed your  raspy voice as you swallowed both the burning alcohol and his saliva.

Licking your glossed lips, you batted your eyes open at your drunken boyfriend, his lips glistening with Hennessey and his eyes filled with lust. You tapped your short nails against your glass cup as you listened to the gasping of your friends.

You never knew Jean could be such an attention whore. But to scoop this low just to show you how much he needed to be tamed? He only embarrassed himself.

"Jean...go ahead and get your hand off of me." You hand was gently placed on his large wrist, giving it a tight squeeze.

Jeans smirk widens as he feels your nails dig into his skin, yet your eyes stayed the same, drunken and calm. He loved seeing you like this, irritated, angry, it looked good on you.

You were never the one to let your anger out on anyone, so to see you like this, and to have your grip on his arm, it only made his drunk body aroused.

Jean listens to you after a few seconds of staring, his fingers loosening on your jaw before falling to his side.

I mean, theres no reason to rush, right?

You raised to your feet with the chilled glass still in your hand, the ring around your finger cold as you raised your glass up to your mouth and finished off the drink. Your head stayed up, watching Jean as you swallowed the burning substance.

"Jean Jean Jean.." you chuckled as you placed the glass now filled with ice back onto the table.

"You really are just a slut. I thought those girls were over exaggerating, but I'm glad I stayed."

"It's gonna be a long night for you."

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"Give me seven minutes. That's all I need to get you off."

"Fine. Seven."

You smirked proudly and grabbed onto Katsukis's wrist and pulled him upstairs into your dorm room.

You and Bakugo have been dating since the second year of UA. The two of you have been moving this relationship slow for the sake of Katsuki wanting his first to be special. It was going well, small dates, innocent sleeping with each other, even training and studying together.

That was until the two of you got into the third year. Bodies growing and going through their last changes until they fully develop. Naturally, you started flirting more, touching against him and showing him more PDA.

Of course, he noticed, he called you out a bunch of times, but you declined every time. That was until everyone left the dorms for spring break.

You and him were the only ones at the dorms, cleaning everyone's spaces before the both of you headed home for vacation.

Vibing to music, you sweeping and him dusting. Then suddenly, you get an idea. "Babe?" "Hm?" You stopped sweeping and turned over to him, he felt your eyes on him, so he turns to meet your gaze.

"Are you afraid of me?" The question was so bold and out of nowhere. His brows creased from the outlandish question. I mean, you had your moments, but overall, no. "Well-" before he could speak, you switched your question.

"Wait, more specifically, are you afraid of sex?" Now that question made him stop in his tracks. He gave you a confused-shocked expression. You noticed his silence and carefully leaned the broom against the couch before strolling over to him. "Babe?" You spoke up, your slightly taller figure towering over him as you came closer.

"H-huh?" His dazed eyes finally focused back on you, his neck going upwards because of how close you were. Did he just leave reality like that? "Are you?" You re-asked, making him give you a weird look. "Am I what?" Are you serious? Raising your brow, you fold your arms and stepped back from him. "Are you afraid of sex?" In all honesty, he heard you the first time, he just chose to play dumb to avoid answering.

"Are you afraid of sex?" He re-asked the question, giving you a questionable look. "Babe, stop playing around~" You whined, making him roll his red eyes as you wrapped your arms around his waist. "I'm asking because... I'm ready. I'm ready to do it with you, but I need to know if you're ready." You confessed, your bottom lip fixed into a pout.

If he wasn't ready, you wouldn't bring it up anymore, but you needed to know.

Your confession made him gulp. He was, for sure nervous. Was he ready to lose his virginity to his first, and hopefully last love? Well... it didn't sound bad. But the thought of getting naked in front of your confident-dominant ass had him nervous as fuck.

He lets out a sigh and turned his head to avoid eye contact, too anxious to look up at you. "I just don't know if...I don't know.." He really couldn't find an excuse. He wanted to, he just couldn't overpass the nervousness he was feeling.

"Give me seven minutes..."

And that's how you ended up here.

You closed your bedroom door, led lights already on red and pink as you bring him to your bed. "This is all the time I need to make you cum." For a virgin, you sure talked like you did this before. You gently pushed your nervous boyfriend on your bed, already straddling his hips.

You knew it was going to be awkward. So you'd be slow for him, he wasn't ready for the real thing, so you had to switch things up.

"S-seven minutes, right?" He mumbled, awkwardly putting his big hands on your hips.

You smirked at his words, bending down and leaving a peck on his lips. "By the time I'm done, you're gonna wish it was longer than seven minutes..." oh shit. He gulped at your words, already feeling himself get aroused in his sweat pants.

"I promise I'll take care of you." You mumbled against his lips before sitting up. You take your phone out of your shorts and went to your playlist. A 7-minute song. You pressed play, your phone syncing up with your speakers and lights that hung on your wall.

(Play the song.)

You placed your phone on your table and leaned down, your lips pressing against his already opened ones. The kiss was slow and passionate, the song in the background matching the vibe. The longer the both of you kissed, the relaxed he felt underneath you.

Before the kiss got even more heated, your lips started traveling down. Plump lips kissing down his sharp jaw and his neck, he couldn't help but to close his eyes and release a breath at the new feeling. You slid your tongue out, the small metal ball he forgot about, making him shiver as you licked his sweet skin.

As you marked his skin, small moans started leaving his mouth. "Fuck y/n..." The way your name slipped out of his mouth made you clench around nothing. Dammit Katsuki, you're making it hard for me to keep it under control. You released a breath, making him bite on his lip from the chilled feeling. You sat up and grabbed the bottom of his shirt, he helped you take it off.

Next was his pants. You looked up, he gave you a nod, and that's all you needed. You pull off his pants, his happy trail slowly showing up as you pulled his briefs down with him. You flinched as his cock hit his stomach. "Whoa..." you never actually... seen one before in real life. So, it was a sight to see. "W-what's that supposed to mean, dumbass?" He was quick to cover it, but you grabbed his hand before he could, pinning it near his head.

"Don't hide from me." You demanded, to which he surprisingly listened. It took everything in him to not cover it. "It's big, that's why... I said it." You looked away as you felt your body start heating up. He was about 6.6 inches. And thick. His tip a slight red hue as he was now the hardest he's ever been, and he had precum going down his shaft.

Before he could say anything to piss you off, you stood up and slid out of your shorts. Your underwear was already soaked, but he couldn't see it due to the low lights.

Once you climb back onto his lap, his hands were already on your hips. You allowed the touching, you wanted him to feel good.

4 minutes left.

But at this point, he had forgotten what he said about seven minutes, and you weren't about to bring it up. The warmth of your cunt made him groan as you gently lowered yourself on him, the thin fabric making you feel every vein and curve he had. "Fuck babe." He moaned, his hands on your hips tightening as you started grinding on him.

The friction made you both fill the room with soft moans. He helped you with your hips, moving them back and forth, but it wasn't enough.

"Can- can we switch?" He asked, you wanted a release as well, so you trusted him and nodded.

"Uh!" You gasped when you were flipped over on all fours. How the hell did you end up like this so fast?

"F-fuck Katsuki." You held onto your pillow as he slid in between your thighs, rutting into you like a dog in heat. "Y/n~" he moaned your name, breath blowing into your ear as he leaned down against you, thrusting sloppily against your thighs, rubbing against your clit the right way.

You chuckled underneath him, but it soon got replaced with your moans. "L-look how needy you are~ You're a-fucking slut~" you managed you get out, your body completely hot, your underwear completely soaked.

Katsuki growls in your ear. "It's- not enough, uh~ n-need to feel you." You immediately reached your hand underneath your body, moving your panties aside, gasping once your skin makes contact.

"Oh fff-uck!~" his thrusting gets worse, your slick making him slide through easier. "Mom-mommy I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum like this! Fuck~" M-mommy? The name was so basic but fuck, it drove you crazy.

"Let's cum together baby~ yo-you're doing so good~" you spoke, moans dragging out your words. Your hips already moving against him, you placed your hand just under his ass to keep him going.

His hands beside your head tighten against your sheets, his face pressing against your shoulder and neck. The way your moans synced together was beautiful, the soft slapping of your skin crashing together, getting louder as you both reach your high.

"You're laughing?!" Your eyes widen as you watched your boyfriend grin and shake his head. "Sorry sorry. Continue..." He bit down at his full bottom lip to keep from laughing, only to fail again as you looked at him in disbelief.

That's it. This happened all the time and it was getting out of hand. "Is something funny Yeager?..." His laughter quickly came to a stop once he heard his last name. It was something he rarely heard coming from you, it didn't sit well with him. "Nah... ain't nothin' funny mamas." He sat up from his slouched position, elbows on his knees and fingers locked together, deciding it was time for him to actually stop playing around.

"You must take me for a fuckin joke." His eyes followed your body a gets closer to him. ooh, you're cursing. His brow raises at your choice of words, his shoulders shrugging nonchalantly and his lips pressing together. In all honesty, while he was out last night, he had gotten drunk with some friends for a birthday. His pal was a good friend and let him stay the night. But he wasn't gonna tell you, he wanted to see how far you'd go with pressing him.

It made sense why you wouldn't trust him at this moment. He had his times where he would slip up, and the relationship was on and off. You had your reasons to be pissed right now. "I didn't say tha-" You cut him off by raising your hand, landing an open-handed slap across his face.

The stinging on your palm didn't set in until you realize what you did wrong. I just... your eyes widen as you look down at the fresh mark plastered against his tan skin. You were so pissed off you didn't even apologize. You knew the guilt was gonna eat you inside later, but you needed to make your point.

You stared at him silently as his head was still turned from the slap. What's he thinking? His eyes were closed, his jaw clenching from time to time as he tried to process what was happening. "You slapped me." You gulped once he finally spoke. "Yeah... I did." You bit the inside of your cheek once his dead stare met yours. "You can't take that back." He suddenly stood up, making you step back to avoid touching him.

You were tall, a good 5'10 on a good day. But Eren? god, that man was huge every day. Huh? What am I doing? like hell I'm gonna let him show me out. there's no way I'm letting this man just ignore me and push me off again.

"What makes you think I'm going to? You really deserve it from all the shit you've put me through." You stepped up to him, pushing him back on the plush couch the two of you own. This caught him off guard, not thinking you were gonna talk back. What's this feeling? power? Domination? Whatever it was, you suddenly felt it running through you, " Nah, you gonna listen to what the fuck I gotta say, Yeager." You pushed your Jordan 1s against his chest, pinning him down against the back of the couch.

He stared at you with a shocked expression. You honestly shocked yourself. Pressing your shoe against his white shirt? How disrespectful could you get? But, he simply didn't fight back.

"Seven years! SEVEN. LONG. FUCKING. YEARS!" You clapped your hands with each word, wanting to get your point into his thick skull. "That's how long I had to put up with you- going around and fucking with that same bitch! And she not even all that cute!" You removed your foot from his chest and got in his personal space.

You were so close to him that he had to actually move his head to look at you. Fuck. Your confidence made his nails dig into the fabric of the couch. He was the one that always looked down on people. Figuratively and literally. This drove something in him.

"Are you even listening?! Yeager I swear, answer me!" He watched you with parted lips. He was honestly speechless. Why was this so arousing to him? He shouldn't feel like this. God, you looked so pissed, he should answer you.

"Yeager I swear, if you don't speak to me, I'm forcing your fucking mouth open. And you really don't want to see what I'll do when I do so." Why couldn't he say anything? Was he really so interested in what you were going to do to him?

"Yeager." No answer. "Yeager!" No answer.

Suddenly you reached your hand forwards, thinking he was gonna get slapped, he flinched away, only to release a grunt when his head was snatched back. Before he tried to call you out, your hand was already grabbing his jaw and forcing it open wide.

His eyes widen as he feels a warm, thick substance hit the back of his tongue. "Swallow it." You pushed his mouth shut, your nails gently digging into his cheeks until you felt his throat bob.

Oh Fuck, don't look at me like that. Were you always this gruesome? This mean? This... fucking hot? One part of him was glad he challenged you, a bigger part scared of what's to come. Were you like this before you got with him? Questions on top of questions.

You watched as his face began to shifts shades. His natural honey skin going into a red hew. Out of natural reaction, your brows crashed down, confusion taking over you as you looked into his eyes.

This was different. "Do you have anything to say??..." You searched his eyes for some type of answer, but what you got was even more satisfying. "Are you going to fuck me with that cock you hid from me for seven years? Or are you just gonna hover above me and tell me how much of a bad boyfriend I am until I cream myself?" His large hand wraps around your wrist, pulling your hand off his face.

"W-what?"

"Don't tell me you didn't think I ain't know mamas.." His eyes stayed on yours as he turned his head, leaving kisses against your tatted wrist. Kissing the E.Y. on the bone. Of course, he'd know.

Your shocked state quickly left your face as you watched his lips explore your fingers. Oh god.

You gently pulled your hand away from him, the fingers that were in his hair tighten, making him bite his lip. "Let's go." You pushed him off the couch, making him bend down near your height as you dragged him up the stairs. This just added more to the size kink he figured out he had.

Getting into the room, you pushed him onto the bed, which he caught himself with his arms before he could land on his face. He watches you over his shoulder as he laid on his stomach. Your movements were slow but he could tell you were eager by the way your eyes looked, also by the way your hands moved around in the closet. You finally pulled out a black adjustable black bag. From your college days, you would always have to keep this thing near you, it had to be easy access.

He flips on his back as you started making your way back to the bed, your attention not on him as you reach for the dresser and grab the lube. "Strip for me." You finally spoke up. He didn't expect words to be exchanged so he just laid in his spot, trying to figure out what you were about to do. " Do it now, Yeager. You're gonna start listening. Or I won't be so nice next time." He watched your eyes darken as you spoke, throwing the bag and lube on the bed beside him.

That look in your eyes was different. It brought a smile to his face. He chose not to say anything and stood up. He slowly stripped out of his clothes, teasing you as you watch him fiddle with the jaw strings of his sweats before letting them fall to his ankles. His strong thighs clench and unclench as he steps out of his pants and kicks them off to the side.

You couldn't help but scan his body, your eyes stopping at the obvious strain against his briefs. There was a wet stain pressed against his tip, he was enjoying this? That was a shocker to you.

Next was his shirt. You watched him pull the thin fabric over his head, his hard nipples that could be seen through the shirt earlier now exposed. Fuck, he was so pretty like this, you couldn't wait to mark him, put him in his place. "All of it." His eyes follow your vicious glare, which landed on his strained cock in his boxers.

"Come take 'em off." He moved towards the bed, sitting down and giving you a show as his strong thighs were spread. "Since you're so big and bad. Come take 'em off mamas..." He raised his arm, his big hand pushing back his hair so he could give you a good look. Testing your dominance might have been a new thing he was into.

The way you clenched your jaw as you look down at him with hatred. Fuck, he could cum just like that. You walked over to him, with rush footsteps, an amused smile slowly forming on his face once you get to him. "Now wh-" "shut the hell up."

You pushed him against your plush sheets and grabbed the hem of his underwear. The sudden feeling of his back hitting the bed made him release a breath, which was replaced with a groan as he feels you yank down his underwear, his throbbing dick hitting his lower stomach. "You talk too fucking much for your own good. You must want to get fucked hm?" You didn't let him get a chance to answer as you stuffed his own briefs in his mouth. "Please gag."

He stared at you with lust-filled eyes, letting you have your way with his body. He couldn't care at this moment what you were gonna do with him, he'll enjoy it either way.

Whoa, how did we end up like this? He didn't know his back could make this shape. He stared at you over his shoulders as you adjusted the harness on your hips. It was at least 8 inches, and thick, as fuck. He gulped at the size, shit he was getting nervous.

You noticed the hint of fear in his eyes as your smaller hand stroked the lube on your strap. "Don't get scared now. It's too late." You placed a hand on his lower back. "Hold your ass open." Which to your surprise, he actually listened and reached back, spreading them open to expose his un-prepped hole.

At this point, he was breathing heavily due to the anticipation. "Mm!" He bucked upwards, making his face get pushed into the sheets. The cold feeling of the lube made him clench around nothing. You slowly slid in your finger and started prepping him. It took a while but when you made sure he was nice and stretched, you landed an open-handed smack on his ass.

He muffled a curse, his body jerking forward at the stinging pain. "I fucking hate you, Eren." You spoke up as you aggressively snatched his arms back, making his front lift up.

"Hm Mm~" He muffled out an I know, which you picked it up quickly. The tip of your strap pressing against his slick hole before taking your time to slide in. "But I'm never leaving you. Do you understand, Eren?" Your voice was soft yet aggressive. You showed passion.

His eyes started gathering tears from the burning stretch. "H-hm Mm!~" He whines out another I know. You released his arms, his reaction too late, and letting him fall on his face. Putting a hand on his hip to keep steady, you slowly started grinding your hips onto him, trying to get back into your old movements.

His moans came out broken and muffled, which made you desperate to hear them. You leaned up forward and pulled his now soggy underwear out his mouth, a string of saliva falling onto his lips as you threw the item across the room. "Ooh fuck~" His brows crashed together, his eyes slightly rolling back as you grinded against him.

Your pouted lips go up into a little smirk as you hear his moans. Your hands gently grabbed onto his and pinned them against his back as he would do you. Keeping one foot on the ground, you propped the other one onto the bed and started speeding up, his soft groans turning into loud dragged-out moans as the 8 inches fill him deep. "Mng~ fuuck!~" His mouth parted open, his virgin hole tightening around the textured strap as you thrust inside him faster.

"What's my name?" His eyes shot open as he felt the familiar stinging pain on his ass "M-mamas- Ah! Miss-tress! Mistress, please!~" He corrected himself when you bucked your hips up.

"That's right baby, it's mistress~" You could feel the desire of wanting to touch you as he tugged against your surprisingly strong hand. "Mm~ look at you below me Eren. I should fuck you in front of the mirror so you can see how much of a cum slut you are~" You leaned down against his flushed back, his moans increasing as you get deeper inside. "AH! fff- ah shit!~" Drool started going down the side of his face, his body squirming below you to get away from the new pleasure.

"Look at you runnin from me, can't take it? Haha, aww~ baby you're not going anywhere, yeah? You're gonna stay right here and forget about that bitch you sneak off to see." As you talked, a small growl released from your throat, making him whimper below you.

"You're gonna take this cock just how I put up with your slutty ass every day, yeah?" You dug your nails into his skin, his initial tatted wrist and waist earning new marks from you.

This pain turns into pleasure, his dick weeping and leaking below him, making a small puddle form below him. "Y-yes ma'am- I- I mean mistress!~" He cried out, voice cracking as he started getting closer to his high. "Shit mistress I'm gonna cum! Please please make your pain slut cum!~" Fuck, this man can beg. You sometimes forget he was a former crybaby.

You suddenly pulled out, his hole gaping and clenching around nothing. You released his hands and flipped him around on his back. When were you this strong? He couldn't help but question.

"W-why did you stop?! I was so clos- Ah!" His thighs were pressed against his chest as you plowed into him, the new angle immediately pushing him against his limits. "Fuck! I love you I love I love-mngh!" Your lips shushed him up, your tongue slipping past his lips and taking in his cheap love. You thrust your hips one more time, making his head pull away from yours into a quiet scream.

His white ropes released onto his stomach and chest, the feeling making him gasp and clench hard around the object inside him. "Fuck baby. I love you too." You gave him one more peck before slowly sliding out.

His face, neck, and chest were a bright red, his freckles getting bruised from the rough play and his ass sore from the smacking. He was beautiful like this. His long hair was now out of the ponytail and stuck to his face from the sweat.

You kissed down his jaw and neck, leaving your marks all over him until you get to the pool of cum on his abs.

Licking the bitter substance up, you bring it up towards him and pull him back into a heated kiss, which he accepted and kissed back, only to moan in the kiss once his cum touches his tongue.

"That was the best Fuck you ever had hm?" You talked against his lips. "Mhm.." He lazily replied. "Good, remember that." You gave him a deep peck, gently pulling his bottom lip.

"I'm gonna ride this pretty mouth of yours, okay?" You said in a soft whisper, your eyes only on his lips while his stayed on your eyes

"Yes, mistress."

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