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𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴：𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨， 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵， 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨
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𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘴（𝘵𝘸𝘵）：𝘰𝘯𝘦 | 𝘵𝘸𝘰 | 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 | 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳 | 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦
connie really prided himself on the values and morals he was taught. he knew that it wasn't that common for someone in his age group to have the same level of emotional maturity that he did. with that being said, he really tried to keep his cool and talk most things out.
this was not something he could just talk it out.
his best friend and roommate, jean, recently got himself a girlfriend. not just any girlfriend, he got the baddest bitch connie had ever laid his eyes on. connie wanted her so bad, for so long - something that jean knew when he pursued you - and he was in awe everytime he saw you. he would give you his firsts, lasts and everything in between.
connie knew something you didn't know though. you were jean's rebound, if you could even call it that.
jean was still actively in love with mikasa ackerman. he would sell his soul to save her over you anyday. however, jean being jean, he kept his feelings inside and tried to suppress them. if jean was with you and mikasa needed him, he would drop everything to go to her. & connie could start to see you getting more and more fed up.
connie (and his other two roommates, eren and armin) noticed how often mikasa was over their house late at night, sneaking out in the early mornings. it pissed connie off, he was so envious of jean and jeans's dumbass didn't even know what he has.
connie woke up to the smell of food being cooked and he immediatly knew who it was. he walked into his bathroom, brushed his teeth and made sure he looked presentable. he didn’t bother changing out his sleep pants, and he definitely didn’t out a shirt in. he wanted you to see him just like this. he passed the staircase where he could see your shoes, and he made his way to the kitchen. you were wearing a mumu with your bonnet, and with every movement you made, connie could see verying move. everything. "g'morning pretty girl."
you turned around and smiled at him before looking him up and down. "good morning connie! i'm almost finished. i'm making pancakes, and i make yours crispy around the edges, just how you like them."
"you ain't have to do all that mama." he said. he walked over to you, towering over you a bit. you looked up at him, his hazel eyes pulling you into a trance. his stubble and piercings really pulling his already perfect face together. you guys looked at each other in silence for a bit before a voice broke the trance. you thought to yoursled, why did you give up on connie and settle with his homeboy?
“w’sup y/n. where's jean?" eren asked as he and armin walked from upstairs.
"mmcht." you kissed your teeth, looking down at the pancakes you were flipping. "that nigga went to go help mikasa go shopping. who goes shopping at 10am as soon as the mall open? mind you, he neva ever asked me if i wanted to go with them or nothing. he left while i was still sleep and texted me to see when i woke up."
"he what?" eren said, making his distaste known, "i can't even cap that's crazy."
"yea. why do you even put up with that?" armin asked. "i wish my girl would sneak off with her guy friends while i'm sleep."
"i really don't know y'all." you said, plating three plates for them. "i'm really fed up with this at this point. he lucky i ain't tell my brother cause ony would've beat his ass by now."
"tch. he ain't the only one." connie mumbled, grabbing some juice from the fridge for everyone. you went to take it from him to pur drink, before he moved out the way. "you need help? let me do it."
"thanks connie." you smiled at him. you guys ate the food you prepared and laughed as you talked. it felt god being around them. "i'm gonna go home. i think i'm just tired of being his second choice. i'm done."
“what? why?” armin asked.
“i know y’all know he’s fucking around with her. i mean, i get i wasn’t his top choice but damn. he wasn’t mines either but here i am being loyal.”
“who was?” eren chuckled. he and jean had a back and forth friendship so this was amusing to him.
“not saying.” you winked before rolling your eyes at the thought of jean. “this was the last straw, this was so disrespectful.”
"m’sorry mama. want me to drive you? i didn't see your car." connie asked.
"jean drove me here. i can uber or something-"
"let me drive you." connie said. you nodded, not trying to fight it anymore. "go get dressed, i'll be waiting."
"thank you, con. seriously. gimmie like 45 minutes." you hugged him before walking downstairs, where the basement was. jean's room was there with the game room that all the boys shared.
as connie watched you walk downstairs, armin and eren sickered. "you're so whipped."
"man, he doesn't evne know what to do with allat. got me fucked up, she should be my lady, for real." connie finally vented. "i'm so pissed he treats her like that, that's a good damn woman."
"look. he fuck up, you can slide in and he can't be mad cause clearly she isn't his prioirty."
connie went and threw on a fit before going back to the living room. all the boys chilled in the living room, hitting a few blunts connie rolled the night before. by the time he checked his watch, it was already 12:45pm. “damn, he been gone a while.” armin pointed out.
as that was said, the front door opened and jean and mikasa walked in. he was holding her shopping bags as she held onto a milkshake. "hey guys." she said. he and jean had matching hoodies on, and she took off her shiny new shoes to get comfortable.
eren and armin acknowledged her, and connie said nothing. he just wanted to get you out of that house.
"y/n still here?" jean asked softly, not trying to be too loud.
"yeah. your girlfriend is still here." connie spoke, his voice laced with anger.
"okay well, mika and i were gonna go downstairs and shoot some pool." jean responded. he grabbed her wrist to walk her downstairs, before connie stopped them
"mhm." connie rolled his eyes. "y/n, you ready?" he called down. you responded by walking up the stairs, bags in hand. you looked like an angel to connie. your outfit fit you perfectly, and you looked so good. your makeup looked flawless as well.
"where you going?" jean asked, walking up to you. he tried wrapping his arms around you, but you nudged him off. "damn, that's how you doing me, y'n?"
"leave me alone, you clearly her nigga not mines." you responded. connie grabbed the duffle out your hands as y'all started toawrds the door before something caght your eye. "oh i know you're fucking lying. i just know."
"what?" connie asked before his eyes looked at what you were pointing at. two bags sat in the back of the pile: victoria secret and savagexfenty.
"jean. i'ma try to remain calm when i ask this question." you said, in an scarily calm voice, "you too this bitch lingerie shopping?"
"what did you call me?" mikasa asked.
"jean. hello??” you snapped in his face, “i'm talking to you. you better calm this ho down, cause she don't want no hands with me on my soul."
"you don't have to call her names, y/n." he said. before you could respond you saw red. you walked over to him and slapped him.
"you gone take this heffa shopping to get some lingerie and then wanna tell me not to call her names. knowing she knows we go together? yeah, i'm done. fuck you." you chucked, trying to calm down. you turned to her. "he single now bookie, he's all yours." you walked toawrds the door and opened it. "delete my number jean, dead ass. and don’t make me tell ony, he finna be on you like white on rice." you could hear him calling your name as you walked to connie's car. he walked in front of you, opening the passenger door for you. you gave him a smile of appreciation before sitting down. jean walked out the house in irritation.
“baby, come back let’s talk.”
“no., i didn't deserve that shit. go be with your girl, jean.” you said, slamming the car door closed. he walked over, knocking on the window. connie shoved jean away
"connie, you gonna do this to me bro."
"nah, you did this to yourself bro. you knew how i felt before you got with her anyway, and then you cheat and mistreat her. you’re a fucking loser and i should beat your ass." connie said before getting in the driver’s seat and driving off.
you were noticeably silent, except for a few sniffles here and there. connie just kept driving, not wanting to upset you further. “where you wanna go?”
“can you just take me home?” you asked. connie nodded, turning up the soft music that played. your legs were shaking as you tried holding yourself together. i mean, your boyfriend was cheating on you the whole time, even if y'all were together for a few months. "y'know what hurts the most? it's the betrayal. i don't know, it's just so shady."
"i mean, the person you loved did you dirt. sleeping with the same person that someone else has is not fun. i get it." connie said, his voice dripping with envy.
"i didn't love him, though," you admitted. "i loved the idea of having a real man, but he never stepped up to that plate. and i damn sure didn't fuck him." he tried to hide the growing smile on his fave by coughing. "maybe that's why? because i didn't give myself to him."
"don't blame yourself. hee was going to do what he wanted regardlss." he said as he turned into your apartment's parking garage. he looked over at you. your eyes met and your heart almost fluttered. was it connie all along? "you need help getting inside?" he asked. i nodded and we both got out the car. connie grabbed your bag from his trunk and you both walked up to your crib. in the elevator, you had to go to the 17th floor. you grabbed onto his arm and laid your head on your shoulder. the scent of his cologne filled your nose as you went up. he laid his head on yours in a comforting way. it was a feeling your now ex never gave you.
once you guys got off the elevator and into your apartment, connie helped drop your things in their designated areas. there was a difference in energy between you guys. "hey con?" you started.
"what's up ma?" he responded, coming to stand next to you.
"do you want to know who i wanted before him?" his chest tightened as he waited for your answer. "i still do, i think i was scared of rejection."
"who?"
"you." you whispered to him. his heart started racing. scared of rejection? he would have to be dumb as fuck.
“what made you think that?”
“well i was going to hit you up until jean told me you weren’t interested and then i was like damn but then he was all on my body but-“
“he said what?” connie asked, his voice slightly raised.
“it’s okay if you don’t feel the same connie. even though i still do.” you admitted. you’ve been around when he’s flirted with random girls at the parties thrown at their house. you’ve always paid attention, enviously wanting that attention from him.
“no, you don’t understand. he knew i wanted you-want you.” he corrected, “you’re all i’ve ever wanted since freshman year.” you looked up at him into his eyes.
“promise?” you said.
“mama i wouldn’t lie to you.” he responded, using his hand to lift your chin. you stood up on your toes and kissed him. finally. it felt like you guys were pieces of a puzzle, coming together.
the kiss between you two got hungrier and more passionate as he lifted you up onto your kitchen island. you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer, if that was even possible.
your hands roamed all around his body. they slid down his chest and abs before stoping at his pants. his right hand crept up and onto your neck, holding it with dominance. he pulled away slightly before smiling down at you. “do you want this, do you want me?”
all i took was a small yes for connie to lift you up and walk towards your bedroom. you squealed as he walked across your crib and into your room before gently tossing you onto the bed and pulling his shirt off. he leaned back over you and kissed you once again. his hands ran down your body as you guys melted into each other. he grabbed your legs and moved them apart so he could rub your panties from under your skirt. as soon as he touched you, it felt like that’s all he was made to do. connie was in shock, how could be let this much time pass without doing this? “you gonna let me fuck you princess?”
“please connie.” you whimpered to him. he tubbed your clit through your panties, causing you to moan out. “mm. fuck papa.”
“i know, i got you baby. keep calling me that okay, i’ll give you everything you need don’t worry.” he whispered, kissing your forehead as he applied more pressure. “ima give you all this dick baby.”
“please con-“
“that’s not my name, princess.” he cut you off, removing his hand. “maybe you don’t want it—“
“no! papa, please. please, im sorry.” you spilled out. “please i need you.” you’ve never felt to feral in your life.
“yeah? you sorry?” he mocked you as he bent down and pulled your panties off. they stuck to you ever so slightly because you were so wet for him. “fuck baby, tell me what you want.”
"i just want yo-fuck!" you exclaimed as he shoved his face into your pussy. his stubble rubbed against your thighs as he ate you out like there was no tomorrow. for connie, this was all he wanted, he could die happy. his tongue immediately went to your clit, swirling it and flicking at it.
“fuck, you taste so good mama.” he whispered before locking in and sucking at it. your eyes rolled back and your jaw dropped. “look so fucking pretty.”
“oh my god , papa.” you moaned out. your thighs starting closing at the sheer amount of pleasure you were feeling. his hands pried them open and grabbed the underside of them, forcing your knees to touch your chest. “fuck fuck you gonna make me cum already.”
“yeah baby? the fucking loser never made you feel this good?” he asked. you shook your head no and he rolled his eyes. “of course he didn’t.” he pulled his mouth away, replacing his tongue with his fingers. “cum all over my hand baby.” he bent down and kissed you as he fingered you. he could feel you getting close, so he used his thumb to rub your clit as he curled his fingers slightly.
“oh my—papa im cumming.” you practically yelled out, squirting on his hand. you were so shocked but you didn’t have time to complain about it as connie flipped you over onto your knees and gave you a love tap. you arched your back teasingly as he took his clothing off. “you gonna come fuck me baby?”
“oh you already know. you gonna take it like a big girl.” your eyes wandered down and widened slightly as you saw how thick and long connie was. i mean you peaked at it when he walked around in those gray sweats you loved.
“i’ll try.” you said, “if you make me.” connie chuckled as he got onto the bed behind you.
“i’ve been waiting for this forever mama.” he kissed your back. “if you need me to slowdown or stop, just say the word and i got you. i know it’s been a while.”
“m’kay baby.” you replied. you looked back at him and bit your lip at the sight. “i know you’re gonna take care of me.”
“damn straight.” he said before rubbing his tip on your clit. you gasped as he slowly pushed in, stretching you out.
“oh my fucking god, you’re so wet baby.” he moaned out, before pushing deeper.
“ your s’big papa.” you said. you clawed at the sheets as he pushed more of his dick into you. you felt him in what felt like your stomach as he bottomed out. “oh, fuck!”
“yeah. you feel allat baby?” he smiled down at your shaking figure. he slowly pulled out before pushing back in. you moaned out again, feeling every inch of dick he was giving you. “you okay baby?”
“yeah, i want it.” you begged. “please.”
“you sure mama, i can go slow?” he asked, kissing your back again. he pulled back some and gave you a test thrust. you moaned out, pushing back on him with need. he took that as a yes before he pulled put completely and slid in, sinking all the way in.
“oh baby.” you moaned out as he started fucking you deeply. your hand reach back and grabbed onto his as you took everything. “you’re so fucking big pa, fuck!”
“you got it baby. take your dick.” he said before he moaned in bliss. with each thrust, a huff fell from his lips. he spanked out as he changed his angle slightly, causing him to hit your spot head on. you got tighter around him (somehow) as you dripped all over your sheets.
“connie, that’s my spot papa.” you moaned out. you fell onto the bed into a arch as he pressed into your back and got to work. each slap of skin drove you closer and closer before your phone rang. he kept moving as he looked over and saw the man of the hour: jean was calling you.
“you want him to see who’s pussy this is baby?” he asked for your consent before answering the face time.
“show him baby. show him i’m yours.” you moaned out, fucked out. connie slapped your ass once before hitting answer. he turned the camera off before jean could notice.
“baby. i sent mika home, just let me make this right.” jean said as soon as the call connected. “you know i wouldn’t do you like—the fuck is that noise y/n?” he asked, as he heard you moan out.
connie grabbed the phone and turned the camera on. jean could now see you sprawled out in a crazy arch, taking whatever connie was giving you. drool covered your pillow as you fuck back on to connie. “she busy man.” connie said, slowing down. the string of cum the connected you two was visible and it sent jean into a rage.
“fuck you connie. you’re such a fucking bitch y/n.” he spat at you. you flipped him off before throwing back onto connie with more force. before jean could respond connie hung up, matching your movements.
“mm, papa i’m close.” you said. instead of moving faster (like you expected) he pulled out and flipped out over. he looked you in the eye as he folded your knees towards your chest, allowing for them to touch. he bent down and planted a kiss on your lips before pushing back into you as deep as he could. he watched your face as you melted with pleasure, a proud smile on his. "f-fuck."
"feel good mama?" he asked, giving slow, deep, and rough thrusts.
"i-mm-i love you." you moaned out.
connie looked at you, his heart filling up at your confession. "say it again baby." his thrust now had a bit more force behind it as he looked into your eyes.
"i love y-you connie." you said once again. this time, connie knew he wasn't dreaming.
"i love you so much baby." he said, speeding up his thrusts. he was once again hitting the spot you needed the most. "cum for me baby. i want my princess to feel good."
"mm, fuck im boutta cum." you whined out. his hand moved at lightning speed, his thumb rubbing your clit spot on. he felt you clamp down as you squirted on your sheets once again.
"good fucking girl baby." he grinned down at the mess you made. a few more thrusts and connie pulled out, cumming on your thighs. he moaned out as he came, the sight of you making his nut even harder.
you laid there, trying to regulate your breathing while connie quickly got into action, grabbing a warm towel from your bathroom and wiping you clean before going over with a baby wipe. he then went to your kitchen and grabbed you some water. "i meant what i said, y/n." he said, opening the water bottle and rubbing your legsas you drank it. "this wasn't just sex for me. i have loved you since freshman year. you bring my life so much joy."
i meant it too, con." you reassured him. "you're not just a rebound to me. i've always known that i felt deeply for you. if i had known earlier, you would have been the one i spent my time with." he jumped on the bed with you and you guys laughed as he pulled you into a tight squeeze. "i wanna be yours, con."
"oh trust me mama, you are. i'm going to take you out to ask officially. you know, when we not butt ass naked and sitting in cum." he laughed. you hid your face in his chest and slapped his arm.
"gross baby." you giggled. "nah but these needs be changed asap." you said. you guys got up and as you went to pee, he threw the sheets into the washer.
"come take a picture with me!" you called out to him. he walked into the bathroom and stood behind you. he slappedyour ass on him before posing and taking the pic. "can i post this?"
"oh i'm ig official alreaady? hell yeah, you can post it. tag me too." he said, kissing your forehead. you captioned it and posted. as you were scrolling, you saw armin had sent you over a post jean made. you clicked on the link to see him posting about you and connie.
"jean is talking about us on his twitter." you called out to connie. "he made i posted you. nigga must have my post notifications on or something."
"i'll check him, don't worry your pretty little head about that. he's envious that he can't have access to you no more." he called back. "get dressed, I'm finna take you to get some eats and then we can hit up a few malls, spoil yo ass."
this is what you were waiting for. to be treated right by a man you loved. and you hit the jackpot.
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