#possessive!reader

But there was one joy in her life — a handsome young boy from the surface named Eric. He was a kind and charming boy who treated the young mermaid with such tenderness. They always had something to talk about.

"I will definitely marry you, Y/n!" the boy laughed loudly, and Y/n smiled trustingly in response.

However, soon Ariel herself began to dream of the world above the water, because she had long been curious about where her older sister so often swam off to. The little girl didn't really understand anything yet, but Y/n was like that too, so Ariel revealed her sister's secret to her father.

Then the waters of the ocean boiled with alarm, for Triton did not limit himself to the usual reprimand to his daughter, but shouted, overcome with righteous indignation. Frightened and trembling, Y/n stared at her father's angry face, feeling both horror and deep resentment.

"You will go to the deepest sea bottom until you learn your lesson!" the sea lord shouted indignantly.

"Father..." the unfortunate girl whispered timidly, but the king's loud voice stopped her, and two huge octopuses immediately grabbed her delicate hands with their tentacles, carrying her away from the palace.

Before leaving, Y/n managed to cast a hateful glance at her sister Ariel, who was hiding behind their angry father's back. The girl pressed her fist to her lips, her large blue eyes wide with fear, looking confused and bewildered.

"If you try to repeat your sister's actions and run away to the surface, I will be forced to do the same to you," the wise ruler warned his little daughter menacingly, softening a little and adopting a fatherly tone of voice.

And Y/n's heart was filled with black hatred for her father and younger sister. Was everything that was happening fair? After all, she was exactly two years older than the capricious Ariel! Why was there such a huge difference in the manifestation of her father's love? What had she done to deserve such cruelty, why had she been banished to a gloomy underwater prison?

The days dragged on slowly, even though the sentence was relatively short — only one month. What saved the girl's mind from complete madness was a wonderful shell found by chance in the sand at the bottom of the sea. This trinket had magical properties: thousands of ancient spells were hidden inside it. The shell whispered, imparting knowledge and guidance to the young princess, choosing her as its new successor.

The spells were varied: some were kind and bright, others were cunning and dangerous. Some allowed the girl to freely leave the dark cell hidden deep beneath the sea, remaining invisible to the guards patrolling the area. So Y/n gradually learned to leave and return unnoticed.

She no longer saw Eric in their secret place. Perhaps the boy waited patiently for his friend to return for some time, but in the end he lost hope and left the shore forever.

When the punishment was over, Y/n decided to remain alone, far from the hated castle and her relatives. Triton took her behaviour as childish sulking and stopped trying to bring his daughter home until she reached maturity.

"Yes/no..." exclaimed Ariel, suddenly waking up and noticing her sister's movement.

"What's wrong?" the girl replied sharply in an even, firm voice.

"Why are you leaving right now? We tried to arrange a pleasant evening for you..." Ariel muttered, looking with her large, round, sky-blue eyes, as if deliberately feigning touching pity.

"Thank you very much, I am really full, now I want to leave," Y/n said dryly, trying to avoid further questions.

"...Maybe you are ready to return to the royal chambers?" her father asked cautiously, watching his daughter's cold detachment intently.

"I have no desire to," Y/n snapped and instantly dissolved into the depths of the water, leaving her family in silence and disappointment. Triton sighed heavily.

But Y/n's big secret was that she had been watching her family for a long time. Thanks to a magical glass ball she had conjured up. She watched Ariel, saw how the girl was becoming more and more attracted to the surface. The young mermaid collected things that fell from above and settled on the seabed, or searched for human belongings in sunken ships. Y/N sighed heavily. If she showed Ariel's father how she was swimming to the surface, what would he do? She wanted him to get angry and lock his favourite daughter in the cave.

And finally, one day, Ariel surfaced because of the noise of a human ship. Y/n watched closely as her sister climbed onto the ship and watched the people. The people were having fun and dancing, drinking some kind of liquid from wooden mugs. Laughter and loud chatter pierced the silence of the night. Ariel watched everything spellbound when a dog ran up to her and began licking her face. The young mermaid laughed quietly. Then a youthful voice called the dog to him. Y/n froze. She couldn't be mistaken! It was Eric, but now an adult. He had turned from a funny boy into a handsome young man. He smiled and petted the dog, while Ariel stared at the young man in fascination. The woman shifted her attention to Eric, who looked awkwardly at his monument and scratched the back of his head. He was still the same shy young man who did not expect honours and glory. The man walked away from the monument, talking to a grey-haired man.

"The whole kingdom is waiting for you to choose a worthy girl!" said the old man.

"The girl is out there somewhere. I haven't found her yet," Eric replied, slightly sadly.

"Perhaps you haven't looked hard enough," remarked the old man.

"I'm trying to find her, but it seems she's hiding from me. But when I find her, I'll recognise her immediately," said the dark-haired man confidently.

Y/n's heart sank. She hoped that he was looking for her and that he remembered her. The woman quietly shed a tear, which mixed with the sea water.

Y/n clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms, as she watched her sister sing about her love, about how she wanted to be with Eric. Y/n couldn't stand it; her sister wanted to take something that had never belonged to her. Then her sister was scared off by the old man, while Eric was already coming to his senses and looking for the person who had been singing to him.

Ariel swam away, hiding behind another rock, watching as the old man led the prince away, lecturing him. She smiled happily and continued her song. Y/N knew what she had to do; she had to tell her father that the time had come.

Triton sat on his throne, busy with royal affairs, and was surprised to see his daughter, who had disappeared from the castle, seemingly forever.

"Have you decided to return?" the king asked with a glimmer of hope. Y/n frowned, but then looked excited.

"No... but... I saw something you need to know about. It's about Ariel." The girl swam closer, and Triton put down his papers.

"What is it?" the man frowned.

"I accidentally saw my sister swimming to the surface."

"What?!" Triton shouted.

"It turns out she collects human things... she has a cave closer to the south," Y/N tried to hold back a smile.

"Are you sure?" Triton took his trident and stepped down from his throne.

"Yes, Father, I'm worried about her. It's not normal, is it?"

"That's right, I'm glad you understand that too... we'll have to explain it to your sister," the man swam to the exit, and Y/n hurried to her cave.

She activated the crystal ball again and watched as her father found the cave and yelled at Ariel, who tried to justify herself and defend herself. But Triton was unrelenting, he began to destroy everything he saw, the last point being Eric's sculpture, the king aimed his trident at him and shot a red lightning bolt. And then he swam away, to Ariel's cries. Y/N watched this and couldn't believe it. Her face reflected several emotions, and she finally felt pleasure. But that wasn't enough. The young princess's dark heart was poisoned with hatred, and she wanted to hurt her even more.

The next day, she sailed to Ariel, who was still sitting on the ruins of her cave.

"What happened here?" Y/n asked, feigning confusion. Her sister abruptly turned her gaze to the girl.

"It's our father... he found out that I collect things from the human world... and that I fell in love with a human..." She cried bitterly, and Y/N clenched her jaw.

"Didn't my bitter experience teach you anything?"

"I'm sorry... it must have been just as painful for you," said Ariel.

"You have no idea... Do you really love this man?"

"Yes... very much... but we can't be together," Ariel took Eric's stone face.

"What if I told you I could help you? I'll give you legs," Y/N added quietly and saw Ariel look at her.

"Really!? You can help me?" Ariel swam up to her sister.

"Yes, but the price will be high, because it's a powerful spell,"

"I agree!" Ariel said confidently, hugging her sister.

Y/n took her sister and they swam to the girl in the cave. There was a peculiar cauldron and many flasks. Ariel looked around, wanting to touch everything, but when she tried to pick something up, her sister slapped her hands away.

Y/n threw various ingredients into the cauldron, which bubbled and shimmered with different colours.

"You must give up your voice, it is the price for the spell," Y/n stood next to the cauldron and took the shell pendant from around her neck. "The spell will last for three days. To keep it from fading, you must make Er... the man fall in love with you, then the spell will not fade, but will grow stronger, and you will remain on land forever. If he does not fall in love, your legs will turn into a tail, and you will have to return to the water, but I will return your voice as well."

"But how can I talk to Eric? How can I make him fall in love with me?" Ariel asked fearfully.

"Why are you asking me? I told you about the price. If you're not ready, then stay at the bottom of the sea and don't stick your neck out," Y/n said irritably.

Ariel hesitated. She had the opportunity to meet the man she loved, but she couldn't say anything to him.

"You have to pay for everything," added Y/n, looking somewhere off to the side, noticing Flounder and Sebastian behind one of the rocks, she sighed irritably.

"I... am ready..." said the younger sister.

"...Then sing," Y/n held up the shell, which began to glow due to the magic, and when Ariel began to sing, it began to absorb her voice.

A clinging green smoke crept into Ariel's throat, sucking out her magical voice. The frightened mermaid grabbed her throat. Y/n took the shell and then cast a spell. The smoke from the shell and the cauldron mixed together, heading towards Ariel, enveloping her and turning her fish tail into human legs. The girl began to flounder, unable to swim with her legs, then Flounder and Sebastian appeared, pulling her out of the cave and directing her to the surface. Y/N laughed with satisfaction. All that remained was to wait. Without her voice, Ariel would be of no use to Eric, and she would return to the sea with a broken heart.

Y/N waited, and on the second day she decided to look into the ball to see her sister's downfall. But she was terribly disappointed when she saw Eric having fun with the girl, teaching her everything and trying to talk to her. The last straw was their walk on the lake. Sebastian tried to push Eric to kiss Ariel, but the man kept dodging and feeling embarrassed. Y/N couldn't take it anymore and cast a spell that flew through the ball and hit the boat, which capsized. They carefully climbed out of the water, Eric laughing loudly while Ariel tried to imitate laughter.

"What a cheeky girl! Oh no, Ariel, I won't let you stay on the surface, you must swim out to sea!" Y/n banged on the stone slab again. She rubbed the shell from which her sister's magical voice came, and Y/n came up with a plan, "Since you're so persistent, what will you do when a rival appears before you..."

Y/n smiled slyly, looking at the couple through the ball.

Under the cover of late evening, when the sky was tinged with purple and blue, Y/n appeared on the deserted seashore. Bright stars twinkled overhead, and moonlight gently reflected off the smooth surface of the waves. The girl wore an exquisite dress adorned with sparkling precious stones, emphasising her beauty. Her hair fluttered in the wind, adding mystery and charm to her appearance.

Now fate had to take a different turn; she knew she would not allow Ariel to find happiness. Gently touching her throat with her fingers, she took Ariel's voice away forever, replacing it with her own.

Y/N knew about Eric's habit of taking late-night walks along the shore, and she waited for him to appear. Soon, the silhouette of a man appeared on the horizon, slowly approaching the edge of the beach. His steps slowed as soon as he heard the first notes of a song coming from someone's lips.

Her song spread around, echoing in his heart. The sad, mournful notes penetrated deep into the young prince's soul, making him forget about the rest of the world. His head ached, but then it became easier. Seduced by the sweet sound, he walked towards the source of the sound, guided by an unknown force.

Halfway there, Y/n and Eric met. The man gazed enchantedly at the beautiful woman, watching in amazement as each tear rolled down her face. Feelings overwhelmed his soul, which had become easy prey to the magic of love.

Finally, her beloved had returned to her embrace, and for the first time, the girl could feel the warmth of his body. Pressing her forehead firmly against his chest, she allowed herself to enjoy the moment of closeness, assuring herself that this was true love, even if it was caused by magic.

"You probably won't remember anything..." Y/n whispered sadly, intertwining her fingers behind the man's belt.

Eric responded with silence, gently stroking her hair and pulling her closer to him. It seemed as if he was ready to absorb every part of her being, to unite with her forever, obeying the influence of a powerful love spell.

The morning of the next day marked the beginning of a new stage in their lives. Earl Grimsby, the prince's elderly advisor, greeted the newlyweds, enthusiastically expressing his admiration for them both. Eric looked at his bride with trepidation and love.

"I am very pleased to hear such compliments from you," said Y/n with an embarrassed smile, enjoying the warmth and confidence.

"Don't be silly! I was just happy to hear that Eric finally found you. Especially since you have such good manners, you're clearly from a noble family. I'm so glad he chose you and not..." The old man paused when he looked up at the stairs.

Y/n also noticed her younger sister behind the column. She was hiding from prying eyes. Y/n could clearly hear the hollow beating of a broken heart, and a triumphant laugh of malice arose within her.

Preparations for the wedding were proceeding at a rapid pace, and the wedding ship set sail that very day. Y/n's heart ached with anxiety; events were unfolding too quickly and flawlessly, causing her unease. To the girl's surprise, the dress turned out to be exactly as she had described it to little Eric, immersed in dreams of her long-awaited wedding.

Ariel no longer appeared in public, and Y/n did not try to seek her out. It seemed that her sister was not even on board the ship, which amused Y/n, as she found pleasure in thinking about her suffering. Sometimes the girl laughed quietly, admiring herself in the mirror. It was a hollow laugh that made insides grow cold.

"Until sunset..." Y/n repeated thoughtfully, touching the golden seashell-shaped pendant that adorned her neck.

A bright light flashed inside her, filled with the sound of Ariel's beautiful voice. Y/n pulled her hand away when her sister's voice broke through the protective barrier of the pendant.

After a while, the maids came to the woman, dressed her in a wedding gown, and carefully praised the bride's appearance. Encouraged by the attention, Y/n broke into a radiant smile.

Amidst the majestic ringing of bells on the ship, the ceremony began. Count Grimsby held her hand confidently, leading her to the altar. Before them stood the slender, handsome Eric, awaiting the upcoming wedding with impatience and joy. The girl caught Eric's fleeting glance and noticed two small tears rolling down his cheek. Y/n held her breath, wondering if Eric was fighting against the spell inside and wanted to break free, or if he was crying because of pain and resentment, because he did not want to see Y/n as his bride and wanted to run away to Ariel. But the girl shook her head and raised it proudly, gathering the admiring glances of the guests.

When there were only a few steps left to take, an attack suddenly occurred. A huge seagull flew at the girl, tearing at her curls with its beak, leaving traces of pain. Almost immediately after the first bird, the rest of the sea creatures appeared on the deck, causing chaos among the invited guests. Every living creature on board felt an inexplicable impulse of aggression towards Y/n herself.

In the heat of battle, the wounded seagull snatched the chain with the shell from Y/n's clenched fingers, throwing it high into the air. The octopus, moving nimbly among the people, pushed the woman straight into the birthday cake, breaking the layers and turning the celebration into ruins. The amulet itself fell right at Ariel's feet, making a final loud crack and scattering into pieces. Following it, the girl's soft, melodious voice finally turned joyfully to the man:

"Eric!"

The young man froze, shocked by the sight of the ruined wedding, the devastated food, and the humiliation of his beloved. His face contorted with pain and discontent when he noticed the crying and dirty Y/n, covered in the remains of the festive feast.

"Calm down, my dear," Eric said anxiously, lifting her off the floor and gently cleaning the remains of dessert from her soiled body.

Y/n listened to his words, trying to suppress her panic and sobs. The guests froze, the sea creatures stopped their attack, tired and motionless, scattering around the edge of the deck.

"How dare you ruin our wedding?!" Eric growled, looking closely at the assembled guests and sea creatures.

"But Eric, she..." Ariel objected uncertainly, looking desperately at the man.

"Was it you? Was this your doing? Envy overwhelmed your heart, could you really be capable of such betrayal? Look at my beloved, she dreamed of choosing the best cake, wearing the perfect dress, and now everything is lost forever!" the prince shouted passionately, feeling irritation and pain from what had happened.

Ariel's blue eyes widened in incomprehension.

"She cast a spell on me, took away my voice, and lured you in with deception! ...But... Why... Why didn't your feelings fade when the amulet was destroyed?" the girl wondered, trying in vain to explain the situation to her brother.

"Spell? What spell?" Eric asked incredulously, casting a wary glance at the redhead.

Y/N looked at the prince with undisguised amazement. Indeed, why hadn't the love spell lost its power, since its source — the magical shell — had been destroyed?

"Love spell! She used my voice to bewitch you! I was the one who sang for you that day! But now you don't recognise me!" Ariel cried hysterically, looking at Eric imploringly.

"I remember every moment of our meeting perfectly," the man replied calmly, continuing to hold Y/N in a tight embrace, gently stroking her wet shoulders, covered with cream stains from the cake.

"What do you mean? I don't understand..."

"Y/N charmed me many years ago, when she was still a child. Then she disappeared for a long time, but one evening I heard a familiar voice that belonged to you, Ariel, and I realised that this sound would lead me to the love of my life!" Eric explained, pulling away slightly from his bride to look into her eyes.

"Love spells lose their power if the object of affection already feels sincere love for the caster," added Y/n, nervously freeing herself from the prince's grip, but he managed to hold her by the hand.

Turning away from the setting sun, she focused her gaze on her sister, who had also noticed the change in light. Their eyes met, and each understood what would happen next.

"Eric, didn't you have real feelings for me?" Tears welled up in Ariel's eyes, rolling down her cheeks like pearls.

"No," the man said firmly, looking away from his future wife and at Ariel.

"But our moments together..."

"To me, you were a pleasant friend. My soul longed to meet the only companion I had chosen long ago," Eric finished firmly, clearly articulating his thoughts.

Blushing with grief, Ariel buried her face in her hands and sank into a heavy stream of salty tears. The sun had finally disappeared below the horizon, its rays that had previously illuminated the world vanishing into the darkness of the night. Green scales once again covered Ariel's skin, returning her to her former mermaid form. The stunned guests gasped, whispering to each other.

Y/n instinctively became frightened, suddenly her own legs would begin to change shape, turning into a mermaid's tail, but nothing happened, she continued to stand firmly on the ground in her torn dress.

The sea creatures began to gently descend into the depths of the ocean, trying to hide from human attention.

"So what does that mean?" asked Scuttle irritably, his bird call turning into a resonating noise that only sea creatures could understand.

"Only that the prince has been infatuated with Y/n all these years," Sebastian stated grimly, hiding in the shadows of the railings.

"But what will happen to poor Ariel now?" Flounder muttered anxiously, deeply concerned for his friend's fate, yet powerless, trapped in a bucket of water.

The prince tried to hold Y/n back when she took a step towards her sister, fearing that the young woman would decide to leave the ship and disappear into the depths of the sea. But Y/n, maintaining her dignity, approached Ariel, whose lost gaze clearly demonstrated her emotional emptiness.

"I never imagined the ending would turn out like this. I thought I would be the one left behind... But I'm so happy..." A single tear rolled down the woman's cheek.

"You..." Ariel moaned, unable to put her emotions into words.

"But he chose me... And I will finally understand what it means to be special and happy. I hope the pain in your heart will go away, but not quickly. Savour this terrible feeling, feel what it's like when you're not chosen and not loved," Y/n added quietly, turning away from her sister.

"Y/n?" Sebastian addressed her cautiously, deciding to intervene in the conversation.

"Sebastian, help her go back to the ocean. Tell Father that he will never see me again, I will stay here, next to my beloved," Y/n said confidently, turning to Eric, who visibly relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief.

Y/N threw Flounder overboard, and Ariel sat on the railing, took one last look at her sister and Eric, jumped overboard, and disappeared into the blue sea. Soon after, Sebastian jumped overboard, bowing his head in farewell, and Scuttle rose high into the sky and flew over the horizon.

For the next hour and a half Eren would sit at your messy desk, eyes fixed seriously on your computer as if he was hacking into the pentagon, while you laid back in your bed, bored out of your mind.

Who knew this long without attention was this agonizing, even your friends weren't entertaining enough. You let out a wide yawn, “Eren are you done yet?”

“Almost! just..finishing..up…on this… paragraph.” He said for the 5th time. You knew you shouldn't be complaining, he was doing your homework– but still! 

The weirdo completely took over your work, leaving you to hang back, with nothing to do. It was maddening. You blew out cheeks in frustration, crossing arms over your chest as you stared at Eren's back. Noticing something.

You narrowed your eyes at his neck, spotting a faint pink mark that nearly blended with his skin. 

Your lips curved, getting an idea.

Still obnoxiously typing away, you slowly sneaked behind Eren, “Hey, what's that?” You surprised him with a pull of his sweater collar, lightly grazing his neck with your finger. Pushing himself out the chair, he instinctively covered it as heat began to rise to his face.

“what's the matter, Yeager? All i did was touch you?” You asked sardonically, not to his surprise that you found something to tease him about. “Come on, [name] give me a break.” he twitched.

“What's wrong? I can't ask a question” you played coy, with that enchanting siren tone in your voice. It was driving him crazy. He rubbed the bruise unconsciously, “because you know what it is.” His voice got hoarse, trying to hold back any embarrassing noises as you moved closer, making him fall back on your bed.

“No I don't. Tell me?” You tilted your head, giving him your undivided attention. No way you actually gonna make him say it. His whole face set ablaze.

“Eren?” You sang his voice softly as he tightened his eyes, feeling helpless in this state. “It's a hickey” he muttered shivering at your cold touch on his neck, “and who did it?” You asked, already knowing that answer but just to see him pathetically answer, "..you did".

You hummed, circling your thumb over the healing bruise, enjoying the way he trembled under your touch, holding in his breath as he avoided your eyes. “I never expected it to last this long” you said off-handlely, looking straight at his reddened face, “Did anyone else notice?”

Eren quickly shook his head, “No! Not even my roommate! No one suspected a thing” he answered honestly, not knowing what to expect from you at this point.

 but it sure wasn't a huff of disappointment.

 “Thats too bad. Means you were walking around and everyone thought you were available.”

Eren looked at you surprised, you were actually upset? “Dont worry, I'll do better this time, ok?” You said so apologetically, he nearly forgot the context. 

“b-but why?” He stammered, breath hitching in his throat as you moved dangerously close to his mouth, kindly pushing his slipping glasses back on his nose bridge. “Because I want you. Is that a problem?” You whispered against ear, sending more red to tint more than his face.

Forgetting about the homework, Eren leaned into your lips roughly. He couldn't believe it. That sentence, he thought only existed in his wet dreams, you said it. He was so happy he could cry if he wasn't already. 

For his first initiated kiss, he wasn't so bad, just a little impatient. You could tell. After gnashing teeth one or two times, you pulled away, teaching him how to do it properly with some gentle guidance. Pressing your lips together softly until he found his pace. Eyes shut as you straddled his lap, dreamily making out as you slowly grinded on his forming tent.

“Stop teasing~”, Eren quietly whined, as you giggled against his mouth, softy biting his lower lip as he mewled. “But you like it, don't you? You love it when I tease you.” 

Eren couldn't argue, not when you feel so good rolling your hips masterly over his twitching ache.  His green eyes peered at you, with a tormented expression on his face, as cupped his textured cheeks "open your mouth, pretty boy.” He obeyed, opening his mouth for you to spit in it, shutting it when you tapped his chin. “Swallow for me” 

And he did, with those needy eyes never once faltering. You smiled at him proudly, rewarding him with a kiss “such a good boy.” You tugged at the bottom of his sweater, signaling him to raise his arms, allowing you to pull it off. You were pleasantly shocked to gaze down at hidden toned and sculpted build. “whoa, been hiding this from me, Yeager?”

Eren wasn't exactly hiding it but he wasn't showing off either. “I'm sorry” he apologized haphazardly. you just shrug, “At least now it's only for my eyes, right?”

You moved to kiss and bite his sweet spot, leaving a red trail of bruises around neck and down his collarbone, becoming more vocal with the mean pace of your hips, getting addicted to the way the rough material felt against your clothed sex. He gripped on your plushy ass, moaning pathetically against your ears, pants tightening and dick leaking more and more “[name] please, please~”

“Please what?”

Eren begged “please, let me taste you.” 

“Hmmm?” You cocked your side, slowing down your pace. “why should I? You really think you deserve it?” Eren whimpered like lovesick puppy, kissing your cheek with every plea and cry “ I missed you so much~ I promise I'll make it feel good, [name] Please~”

You shushed him, squishing his face between your fingers, “for now on call me miss” 

Eren green eyes gazed above his clear rims, blown and glossy, tears threatening to fall with every delay, he hiccuped “please miss~” 

Oh how you loved the image in front of you.

–

a high pitched moan spilled out your pretty mouth as your new found eater buried his head between your thighs, devouring your syrupy cunt like it was his last meal. shorts and panties discarded, shirt hardly covering your tits, hand pulling on his hair, glasses intact– Eren slurped and swirled his tongue on you overstimulated warmth, slick dripping down his swollen lips to his chin as he slid two fingers into your wet goodness. 

“Eren- my god! Wait, wait~” you gasped as his digits moved in and out your gummy hole, matching the pace of his strong muscle against your puffy sex

 You couldn't even arch your back from the way he forced your legs open with one arm, rapidly lapping and sucking on your clit till you loudly sobbed his name.

“You taste so good, miss~ so sweet~ ” he rasped, as you came for the nth time, body jolting at the way he greedily licked up your milky nectar, watching it drip off his tongue back on your mess. your legs shook uncontrollably, as you eased your grip on his messy hair, softly combing your fingers through the strands, catching your breath, “I want more, baby~ put it inside now~”

“Yes miss, thank you!~”  Eren quickly obeyed, chasing to get a condom out of your drawer, fumbling to tear the wrapper off due to the wetness of his hands. 

“Give it.” You sat up impatiently , taking the wrapper out his hand, holding it between your teeth, as you moved to unbutton Eren jeans, getting greeted by his leaky, veiny, neglected hard on. He keens when the cold air hits it.

“Now imagine I tell you to leave after that, you would've gone home with blue balls” you joked, easily sliding the rubber down his tip to his base, jerking him off to watch him hiss in sensitivity.

Eren shook his head, crying in your experimental hold “please dont miss, that's mean. I promise I'll be good~”

“ I know you will” you cupped his face in your hands, pulling him in a nasty kiss, sucking on his tongue, tasting yourself. Cruelly pulling away prematurely, making him dazely chase for more. “Besides 

I want you just as bad too.” 

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a/n: not proofread, lowkey felt silly and went to sleep

excuse any errors <3

Okay, you knew your man was hot. You had lived that rearranged gut life. You weren’t blind. But there was something about the combination of strangers thirsting over him and women in real life constantly hitting on him—at the store, the gym, literally while you were holding hands—that sent a possessive little growl flaring in your chest.

You locked your phone and turned your head.

Bucky was sprawled on the couch, fresh out of the shower with damp hair curling at his neck, t-shirt clinging to muscles, flipping absently through a book. Completely oblivious to the chaos you were in.

You stood slowly.

It was time everyone remembered exactly who he belonged to.

“Bucky?”

He looked up, eyes soft and warm when they landed on you. “Hey, baby.”

You crossed the room without a word and sank into his lap, straddling him with your knees bracketing his hips.

His brows lifted, book dropping to the side. “Well, hello there.”

“You know what I saw today?” you asked, dragging your hands up his chest, voice syrupy-sweet.

“What’s that?”

“Half the damn internet imagining what it’s like to fuck you.”

His mouth twitched. “They’d be right to wonder.”

Your nails scraped down his torso, making him suck in a sharp breath. “Yeah, well, I don’t have to wonder.”

Bucky tilted his head, amused. “You jealous, doll?”

“You don’t think I should be? You should see the comments.”

“I don’t need to,” he said smugly. “I’ve seen the way you ride me when someone flirts with me at the store.”

You leaned in until your lips brushed his ear. “Then maybe I should remind you—and everyone else—what’s yours.”

Bucky groaned low in his throat. “Fuck, baby. I like this side of you.”

“Good.” You kissed the corner of his mouth. “Because I’m not done.”

—

You didn’t waste time.

Bucky didn’t even make it to the bedroom before you shoved him back against the hallway wall, dropping to your knees with a purpose that made his eyes go wide and his mouth fall open in shock.

“Oh, shit,” he gasped as your fingers tugged his sweatpants down. “You’re really—”

You looked up at him through your lashes and wrapped your lips around the flushed head of his cock.

“Fuck.”

It only took a few strokes of your hand before he was panting, jaw clenched, one big hand buried in your hair like he couldn’t decide if he wanted to stop you or fuck your throat. His hips twitched forward when you took him deeper, and you hummed just to feel the jolt run through him.

“Gonna ruin me, sweetheart,” he muttered, head hitting the wall. “That mouth should be illegal.”

You pulled off with a soft pop, licking your lips as you stood.

“Bedroom,” you ordered. “Now.”

Bucky didn’t need telling twice.

He collapsed back onto the bed as you stripped in the doorway, tossing your clothes to the floor with no fanfare. The sight of you—naked, eyes glinting, full of jealousy-fueled fire—made his cock twitch, still hard and flushed.

“Want me to remind you who I belong to?” he asked, almost teasing.

You climbed over him, bracing your hands on his chest. “No,” you said, lowering your hips until he slipped inside you with one slow, slick stroke. “I want to show you.”

Bucky’s eyes rolled back.

“Jesus—”

“Say it.”

He blinked, glassy and breathless. “What?”

“Say you’re mine.”

His hands gripped your hips hard enough to bruise. “I’m yours, baby. Always.”

“Then you don’t mind if I mark you up a little.”

He groaned, eyes fluttering shut. “Please.”

You did. Bite marks bloomed across his neck and chest as you rode him with slow, possessive rolls of your hips, each thrust punctuated with a scratch or a kiss or a punishing grip to his arms. You loved the way he fell apart underneath you—so strong, so deadly, and still so completely yours.

When you finally leaned down and licked a bruise just below his collarbone, he whimpered.

“You want to come, baby?” you whispered.

“Yes,” he breathed. “God, yes.”

“Then give it to me. Let them all know who you come for.”

His hands gripped your ass as he drove up into you with sharp, hungry thrusts, chasing the edge until he finally cried out, spilling inside you with a groan that left your ears ringing.

You clenched around him, riding out your own climax with a cry of his name, collapsing against his chest when it washed through you like fire.

You lay there for a minute, catching your breath, your lips pressed to his pulse.

Bucky’s arms curled around you. “I love you when you’re possessive.”

“I’m always possessive,” you murmured. “You’re just lucky I don’t growl at strangers.”

He laughed. “Oh, I’ve seen you growl.”

You kissed the side of his throat, right where the biggest bruise bloomed. “Good. Let that be a warning.”

Bucky tilted your chin up to kiss you, soft and slow and wrecked.

“Think you made your point, doll.”

You smiled against his lips. “Not yet I haven’t.”

—

Later, when Bucky stood shirtless in the kitchen, sipping water with a constellation of bite marks trailing down his neck and chest, Sam walked in.

“Jesus,” Sam said. “You fight a bear, Barnes?”

Bucky just smirked, metal arm glinting as he reached for a plate. “Something like that.”

You passed behind him with a smug grin and slapped his ass.

“Mine.”

Sam looked horrified. “I am too sober for this.”