tags/warnings: nerd!eren x mean!fem reader, college au, eren is a subby loser, lowkey perverted, mentions of other aot characters, (probably ooc because i haven't seen the show), porn with plot, masturbation, flashback to first time, riding, dacrphyllia, voice kink, mentions of creampie, dumbfication, brief nosebleed, orgasm denial/retention, eren likes being used I fear...
P2
inspo
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Eren couldn't help himself.
He missed you. He missed you so much, he tried distracting himself with doom scrolling, just to see you in a photo Jean tagged you in. On the beach, in the bikini, you tease him about wearing during study sessions.
Maybe it was the way the spandex hugged your curves, or how little your top covered your breasts. Maybe it was that seductive look you gave the camera, lowering your gaze, as if you knew Eren was going to see it - taunting him with the memory of when you two were alone.
“Have you ever even felt the touch of a woman before?” Eren's eyebrows pinched, biting his lips, as you trapped him against the wall.
“S-So what if I haven't?” He tried to sound unbothered by your bullying, but once again, your knowing smirk shot his ego down to zero– you both knew who had the upper hand. But you didn't abuse it, oh no. You gave him an option, gracefully wrapping your arms around his tense shoulder, gold bangles barely brushing past his pink cheeks, focusing on the nerd with a new look in your eyes–it was warm, and alluring, staring deeply into his eyes, and then to his lips. His chest heaved, forgetting how to breathe, as you moved to fix his glasses.
“Would you like to?”
Before he knew it, he was hard. Precum leaked through his boxers, as his hand ached to touch himself. It was wrong, he shouldn't but the more he stared at the picture, the more his mind slipped out of his control. He slowly pulled his length out, red and dripping. Shamefully, he began to stroke, shuddering at how sensitive he's become. He continued pumping, filthy wet sounds filling his ears as he closed his eyes to fantasize about you better.
You did this. You took his sanity and virginity, haven't called him back for weeks and now all he can do is remember the way you were on top, taking him in and out of a warm, sopping cunt, and your moans softly fanning his skin.
“Ah ~ you feel so good~ fvck~” You mewled into his ear, as he gripped tight to the sheet watching you fvcked yourself with him. Tears began to stream down his face, feeling himself getting closer and closer, stifling a loud sob as he tried to use his voice.
“[name] I-I-I need to-”
He let out a choked moan, as you sat up, taking in all of him, “you need to cum?” You asked coyly. he nodded desperately as he pleaded and chanted your name like a prayer. a smile stretched on your face as you started bouncing on his throbbing cock, forcing sweet, cracked moans out his dry throat. he began to mindlessly beg for mercy, tears and snot running down his face. “ngh, no, no please~ i’ll~”
“You want me to stop?~” You threatened to slip off but he quickly grabbed your waist, hugging you to stay. You giggled, holding up his chin to make him face you. His green eyes were glazed over, begging for release, but he didn't know how to. You tilted your head, “Do you need help to cum?”
Eren couldn't speak. He looked up to if you were a goddess, basking in the small moments you were nice to him. He nodded, blocking out everything else in the world except you. He only wanted you.
You forced him to maintain eye contact as you slowly began to rock your hips, shuddering at your stimulation but pushing through it. You wanted to see him go dumb.
“Let go at one, ok” ?You whispered against the shell of his ear, he moaned in response.
“Ten”
You tightened around him, overstimulated yourself.
“Nine~”
His mouth fell open, twitching underneath you.
“Eight”
He hid himself in the crook of your neck.
You gasped, “Seven.”
Muffling his pathetic, loud whines and cries against you.
“Six”
You pushed him back against the headboard.
“Five. Don't make me start over.” You warned as he keened to your hand around his neck.
“Four, fvck~”
You moaned, feeling yourself getting close too. Meanwhile, Eren was on the brink of filling you up to the brim. He sniffled, holding himself back.
“Three!”
Eren's vision blurred as his bottom half went numb. So close.
“Two”
You paused to catch your breath. Looking down to see him absolutely gone. Drool flowed from his mouth as he lay there whimpering like a puppy. He looked too cute to not be awarded. You went closer to his face, feverishly closing the space between your lips. It was sloppy, desperate, and gross. Leaving a string of saliva between you two.
Eren let out a shaken “thank you” as his eyelids began to droop, still trying his best to look at you. You bit your lip, holding back a smile, but you couldn't help it.
“One. Let it all out like a good boy~”
In reality, he's thrashing around in his twin-sized bed alone in his messy dorm. Clear-frame glasses skewed and foggy on his face, hair disheveled, left hand covering his mouth squeezing and twisting his cock, until warm seeds slowly cascaded down his shaft–pooling onto his abs.
He removed his hands as his body shook and convulsed. Eventually, he laying motionless, bordering sleep until his eyes began to flutter open, and he recollected himself.
Once the clarity kicked in, so did shame.
He rolled over, stuffing his face into a pillow. “Why did I do that!?”
He wasn't sure what he regretted the most, letting his desires gain control over him, or letting you be first, so now his only desire is you. Eren Yeager, top of all his classes, who never let anything get in his way, fvcked with someone who he knew deep down would be the death of him and still indulged.
That's what he gets for falling for someone who hated his guts.
He reached for the box of tissues as his phone buzzed.
Groaning in irritation, he forced himself up to fix his glasses and pants, picking them up with his unsoiled hand.
“unknown number”
Must be his lousy roommate, Jean Kirstein, calling from the county jail.
“What?” he rasped harshly, expressing his annoyance before Jean said anything. There was an unusual pause on the other side.
“...Is that how you pick up the phone, Yeager?”
Eren choked on nothing, falling into a coughing fit. It was you. After all this time, it was you! Why did you have to call now? He put the phone back to his ear, but was too scared to speak.
“You good?” You voiced concern.
He gets himself together, attempting to play it cool. “Uh huh,” His voice betrayed him. “Um, how- how are you? I haven't heard from you in a while.”
You noticed but mercifully didn't say anything. “I lost all my contacts after I got a new phone. Mikasa gave me yours. Why? Did ya miss me?”
You had no idea, but he couldn't let you know that. He steadied his voice, “No, because you missed 5 study sessions, I was getting worried about your…studies.”
You audibly blinked “...Lame.”
“Yeah, that was lame, " Eren thought to himself, pinching the bridge of his nose from an upcoming headache.
You smacked your lips, “But you're kind of right? I need to finish this history project tonight to save my grade, and I'm hardly finished. Can you come over?”
Eren froze. Did he hear that right? You never invited him to your house before, let alone your space, unless it came at the expense of his rationale. He cleared his throat. “Sure. Um, when?”
“Now, duh!” You dropped the call, leaving him back with unsanctified thoughts and feelings. That night with you replayed through his head like a broken record. His thoughts, his sounds, your sounds, your smell, your body, came back like a flood. You've completely intoxicated him
It made him dizzy.
Stumbling into his shared bathroom, he caught a glimpse of himself in the dirty mirror– his brown hair all disheveled, his eye bags were more visible, and sweat riddled his acne-prone skin, causing strands of his hair to stick to it. And to top it all off, dark red blood rolling down his nose.
He let out a deep exhale as he reached for a tissue. “Who am I kidding? [name] would never date someone like me.”
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a/n: may or may not have a part 2. please don't count on it
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mdni cw- mentions of pegging, slight choking, spit play (only levi)
eren was in the mood for a change in your relationship, he felt like you guys had done everything but anal, and since you were the domaninant one he wanted you to bring it up and he would just eagerly agree and throw his ass in the air for you too catch. But no it seemed you were moving along fine, which means he had too take matters into his own hands.
He buys all you need he just waits for you to get out the shower, layed in bed nude on his side extenuating his curves. Hearing the water turn off he gets in his form - face down, ass up - his plan was quite simple. You would see him bare ass waving in the air for you, cream would dribble down your leg, and ravage him right then and there.
When you finally exit the bathroom and is met with the sight of eren in position would make his plan go exactly as planned.
levi was more vanilla or a sub top if you would prefer, y'know you on top riding him, using him as a dildo not caring how many times he had cummed or if he came at all for that matter. He just wanted to be used, you spitting in his face and rubbing it in like cleanser made him fall even more for you. So he thought what you guys did was filthy enought until he had overheard a conversation of yours on the phone, you were talking to your friend about stuff you would wanna try and you had mentiong wanting to peg levi but not even wanting to suggest it out of fear of rejection.
he loves you so much he would do anything for even things he's timid on trying but after furthur research he compiled all you needed and surprised you with it. And of course you had to show him how greatful you were for his braveness and taking your strap like a slut so well for his first time.
armin was very bashful and hesitant so trying to convince him to let you buy the strap-on you guys found while strolling in spencer's is insane. On top of the vulger language your using about the positions you would have him in and the noises you would discover he made, made his cheecks heat up and palms get sweaty.
He was afraid to have his ass tooted up (your words not his) but at the same time the way your face lit up when you saw it had him in awe, he just wants to make you happy.
So now the blonde haired boy who could barely take getting overstimualted when jerking him off is now taking 6.5 inches.
safe to say it will be something you do for special occasions, like of the presents on your birthday.
a/n Heyy this was just something quick until I release my Tengen NSFW alphabet, so until then this is the best I can do! TYY I'd you made it this far <333
Dom/topGn!reader [talks about thrustin from strap or dk up to you.]
Something isn't right, it doesn't feel right. It's not his first time, you're not taking his virginity or some shit, hell- this isn't even the first time you two fucked. But something about the mood, this fuck session was...off.
Your thrusts were deep and- slow, which- wasn't entirely unusual maybe you're tired? You sometimes go slower when you start- no. Fuck, it was a few hours into your fuck session and the entire time you went so deep!
You went fast when he whined for it you kept at a pace most pleasurable to him. Why? It- it wasn't like he was your boyfriend or some shit. You didn't need to be all sappy and slow, hah, did you lose your touch?
Why're you touching him like- like he's delicate. Soft and- like you- fuck who do you think he is? He's [______] he doesn't need to be treated softly, he can handle it. He can fuck. He won't break he can endure it, he- so why does he like it. All soft 'n shit.
"Have y-you gone soft on mhm- me." He finally built up the courage to confront you about your weird..behaviour
Bringing your hand up, you touch his face, his cheek. You didn't slap him even though he flinched as his face tightened in preparation for that. "You're the one, who's gone soft." He's crying, globs of tears flowing down his numb face, fuck. Why's he crying?? You aren't going rough so he has no excuse. Shit. Maybe he has gotten soft on you.
He- he doesn't know what to say- or do- shit. Are you gonna stop? Leave him like this? He's pretty useless if he can't handle you, fuck who would've imagined him, of all people melting into your soft touches crying over some basic decency.
"I- uh mm..hic..I don't-..uh..mm hic-" shit what is he doing? Looking up at you, trying to formulate a sentence as his stream of tears turn into rivers, drool dripping down his lips, as his mouth opens and closes like some damn fish. Looking up at you with his glossed-over eyes, his body seems to pull away from you, trying to curl up into himself.
Since.. your arrangement started, there were only two rules, no catching feelings, and- no kissing on the lips, made to protect the first rule. You've wanted to break it many times yet never had the guts to cross that line, yet, here you are. Lips crashed into his as he pulls you back into him, closer. This time curling into you rather than himself, arms around your shoulder and back as you break away, shock prevalent in those glazed eyes, and a gling of something else too.
"fuuuck, [_____]. Maybe- hah..maybe I am the one going soft after all."
Warnings: Sub! eren, gn! reader, spanking, crying, Eren trying to be good, cursing, mean reader, slightly sadistic reader, handjob/hand humping, restraints, Eren is a good and then a brat for a bit
A/N: I almost posted this as just a random drabble, but I am glad I turned it into a Kinktober fic! Edit (10/04/23): this fic sucks LOLOLOL. poorly poorly written. oopsies. u cant have it all.
“For fucks sake, can you go any faster?”
You blink and pull your hand away from his cock. Teal eyes glare at you, his mouth slightly hanging open with every pant. It slightly surprised you, Eren was being so good today. But, you knew this was bound to come.
He never was good. There were times when he listened and didn’t give you grief about punishing him, but never was he fully compliant with you. He always had to let out a biting remark or try to get the upper hand.
Nights would always end up with him being punished. Tying him up, edging him, overstimulating him, leaving him high and dry, or simply degrading him until he cried and curled up into you looking for warmth. But the next day he always looked at you with stars in his eyes, preparing for whats to come.
But today was different. He didn’t want to be punished. He wanted to feel good, he wanted you to praise him and shower him with affection.
So he was meticulous with all his words. Softening your hard demeanor, trained to be so due to how bratty he was all the time. Today for a change, he whined for you, blinking up at you with wide and completely submissive eyes.
I’ll do whatever you want. They seemed to say. You’ve never seen him look at you like that before.
His heart pounded when you looked at him with warmth in your eyes from his words. He hasn’t seen that look during these times. They were always so cold, watching his ever movement to see if he deserved a scolding. Nothing like today, you looked at him with love. It made him shiver, wanting to pull more of your sweet attention on him.
But, he couldn’t stray too far from his routes.
You were edging him, his back against your chest, with his hands tied behind his back. You were weary of how good he was being for you and didn’t trust him enough to not touch himself.
He didn’t want to be edged. He wanted to be fucked. Wanted to lose his mind from the pleasure. Not pant against your chest, teetering on the lines of pain and pleasure. So out of habit, he cursed out at you.
When you pull your hand away, he knew he made a mistake. His cock hangs heavy, slightly tilted forward and leaking. He lets out a shaky breath and struggles against the restraints. He was so close.
“Oh, Eren.” His breath catches at the sadness in your tone and he bites his lip. He glares at the floor, beating himself for what he said. You weren’t one to give him second chances. He wanted this so badly.
He was trying so hard to not curse you out whenever you pulled away. He was rewarded every time he bit his tongue, preening when he hears the words, “Good boy.”
But it was too much watching how slow and gentle you were touching him. He couldn’t help but let out a biting remark. It just slipped out before he could stop it.
He cranes his neck to face you, eyes wide and panicked. “Sorry. Didn’t mean it. I'm being good!”
You tut at him, slowly shaking your head. He sees that familiar look in your eyes return. The warmth begins to disappear, and he stares desperately, trying to pull it back. “That was mean, Eren. Good boys don’t say mean things.”
He gulps, at lost for words, and in an instant, he is being flipped. He lands face-first on the bed, his cheek crushed against the pillows. He feels you lift his hips and move his legs so that he is balancing on his knees. He grips uselessly at the ropes, and he clenches his jaw.
He feels your hand slightly trace over the flesh of his ass and he cringes. He manages to turn his head, and his eyes widen. He’s over your lap. He is going to get spanked. He hates spanking. It was by far his least favorite punishment. He never was good with pain, and you knew this. “Wait! Give me a second to expla–”
His face scrunches from the first blow. He wants to grip onto something to help distract him from the pain, but he can’t. So he uselessly clenches and unclenches his hands. “I knew it was all an act. You greedy bitch. You were just trying to get yourself off, weren’t you?.”
He shakes his head, and his eyes begin to water. Another smack lands on the other cheek and he cringes. “I-I wasn’t! Wanted to your good boy, promise!”
You hit the space between his thighs, and he whimpers, rubbing the flesh together to help soothe the pain. “You liar”
He grits his teeth, knowing he can’t talk himself out of this situation. You were going to punish him either way, he might as well defend himself with dignity. “F-Fuck you!”
You grip at his hair, making him arch his back. Then you lean forward and whisper into his ear, “There’s my brat.”
You let go of his hair, and he lands face-first back into the sheets. His jaw clenches in slight embarrassment at how useless he must look. Completely vulnerable to your hold.
Another blow lands using the back of your hand. He tries to ignore it, trying his best to turn his head to glare at you. “Well, maybe if you knew how to actually make me feel good, I wouldn’t be a brat.”
You are grinning at him, the warmth now completely gone. “Disgusting people like you don’t deserve to feel good. Now quiet, Eren.”
Before he could argue, you slam his head into the pillow, holding him there gently enough for him to breathe but hard enough so that he is pinned to place. You raise your eyebrow when he raises his middle finger at you from behind his back, but don’t indulge him. He was just coaxing a reaction from you.
Instead, you send a particularly hard slap and watch the hand clench to withstand the pain. He groans into the pillow.
He isn’t used to being punished with pain. Edging and overstimulation were one thing, but spanking hurts. He hates it so much, and it made him wonder, how the hell did he get in this position? His ass is beginning to burn, and probably turning red.
“Fuck. S-Stop it!” The sound is mumbled from his face still being in the pillow, but nevertheless heard.
His legs begin to collapse, withering away from your hand. You quickly force them back up, and mumble false words of encouragement. But he looks so pretty, you rub your finger over the red handprint and he flinches, accidentally letting out a small whimper. The sound makes you grin, and mock coo at him. “Does it hurt, sweetheart?”
The fight in him is dwindling away rapidly. He can usually withstand punishment, but today he wasn’t looking for one, and not only that you were doing the least pleasurable one. But still, his cock remains embarrassingly hard against your thigh. “Yes! Be gentl–”
Another harsh slap makes him begin to cry, frustrated tears. You let go of his hair, and instead focus on his cock, stroking him faster than earlier. He immediately humps into it, desperate for any sort of pleasure. The mix between pleasure and pain makes his head spin.
He turns his head to the side and lets the tears drip down his face and onto the pillow. He full-on whines at the next slap, not caring about the way he sounds anymore. It hurts more and more with every strike, and he swears the flesh is raw by now.
“You gonna cum from me hitting you?” You murmur, sending another two quick two slaps to his skin. Your strokes become faster, and even the pain is slightly blurred from the pleasure. He tries desperately to meet your pace, slightly rolling his eyes at the lewd squelching sound.
“Yessssss,” He responds, noticing strangely that with your hand on his cock, the slapping doesn’t feel as bad. It hurts almost pleasurably good. The pain and pleasure are mixing together. It might even be spurring him on to his orgasm, though he would never admit it out loud.
“Cum for me, you brat.” He bites onto the pillow when he feels your head rub over the tip, encouraging his release. He hits his high the second your hand lands your final slap, right on the back of his balls.
His eyes widen and he cries out, but its drowned by his orgasm. It’s stinging, but it feels so so so good. His eyes are rolling back, and broken sobs are falling from his lips. Cum leaks onto your thigh, and you hum as you watch him tremble and cry from the force of it. His hands reach out from behind his back, and mercifully you place your hand in his. He grips onto it as if it was a lifeline, and you can’t help but find it cute.
When he comes down from his high, he stares at you with tears still unconsciously leaking. His ass hurts and his balls even more.
You grin at him and he has to hold back a whine. Only a couple of minutes ago you were punishing him, and now the warmth is back in your eyes. The warmth that he wanted to see when he finally came.
It made him wonder. Why is it so hard for him to be a good boy?
He is determined to cum with you praising him, even if he has to bite his tongue the entire time.
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Switch Eren who is an absolute simp for reader, being super loud when he’s fucking into her
Who would even write about ere-
I LOVE YOU ANON😍😍‼️
Switch!! Eren who is an absolute fucking simp for reader, absolutely whipped. I cannot stress this enough. Absolutely WHIPPED. Like u see that speech about mikasa in the last rp? he is one obsessed babe. He would go absolutely feral just thinking about you. I just know he was biting the bars of his enclosure so hard😍
Switch!! Eren who tries subtly hinting to you that he’s whipped for u. Even Levi is invested at this point. I just know he’s the type to almost pull out his hair when you walk away, biting his fist from screaming and everything. (Might accidentally transform once or twice when he just got the powers)
Switch!! Eren who at the same time as he’s whipped, just wants to keep you so safe. Someone spoke badly about u? Man’s FIGHTING and he’s got them on the floor or something like ‘say it again. Fucking say it again’
Now onto season four Eren😍
Switch!! Eren who pulls you aside when you have important shit to do just to kiss you, feel you up before you leave him so fucking hot and bothered. He’s running laps. Might even kick his legs and giggle and twirl his long hair while talking to armin. (“Didn’t think you’d say something THAT pathetic”)
Switch!! Eren who finally manages to get a hold of you while you’re doing some rapports with Hanji and he just rips you from your work as he pulls you almost by the hair to his room. Throws you inside and absolutely munches. This man is such a munch I know it. Like I’m talking he has that pussy DRIPPING down his chin and he doesn’t care and just fucking leaves. If he had a beard it would be red like ginger. Omfg cannot get enough of it
Switch!! Eren who is finally done eating you out and you jump at the opportunity to get on top of him(lol if you have the strength after all that) and wrap a hand around his throat as you feel that grumble of his moans get caught. Man might even whimper as you choke him.
Switch!! Eren who is so easily fucked dumb as you ride him. He’s just nodding and agreeing to everything you say. He’s whipped. Then you switch positions and man has this pace like LAWD. And he’s loud, so loud. Not just the bed slamming but the whimpering. Man after all that he’s probably gonna be moved to that basement like in season 1 of the new hq. Captain Levi couldn’t look him in the eye for a few weeks after that.
Switch!! Eren who finally comes back to his thoughts and he smirk, biting his lip and slaps your ass so hard, yapping about how you’re all his when in reality you have him wrapped around your fingers.
Switch!! Eren who cums inside you, when he’s done you’re gonna pull your doe eyes “more please” and man is GONE. Rutting against you like an inexperienced virgin.
But when all comes crashing down he’s a good lover afterwards. Definitely clean you both up and help you to the bathroom.
“Stop watching me pee, Eren”
“You’re so pretty with those hickeys, and that bed head. You’re so gorgeous I’m gonna implode- you-“
“Shhh you’re so loud”
Then there’s a harsh slam against the bathroom door and a stern shut-the-fuck-up-it’s-4am from Levi
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AN: Bros the definition of 😍 love eren though. Thanks for putting the thought in my head👩🍳 ALSO MY FIRST ASK IN SO LONGGGGGG THANKS ANON😍
Synopsis: Eren always takes the lead in bed, why not show him a little gratitude?
Warnings: SMUT, switch!eren (??), oral!m receiving, p in v, use of nickname “princess”, you call eren “my prince” like twice, ?? idk what else to add
AN: this is my first time writing smut idk the rules SO DONT ATTACK ME OKAY. also i have some ideas for part two so if u guys like it i’ll write a part two if you don’t like it ill still write a part two. also i did not read this over.
Requests are open ~
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You had been teasing Eren all day, slipping in sly comments and casual touches that drove him crazy. This time, you smacked his ass as he walked in front of you.
Eren grumbled, his face flushed with embarrassment, as you grinned at him. He glanced around to make sure no one was watching before turning back to you.
“You’re a damn tease, you know that?”
“Oh, but you tease me so much more,” you replied, slipping away before he could grab you. Eren watched you walk away, winking at him, and nearly lost his mind. He was determined to have you today, one way or another.
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It was late at night, and all the scouts were asleep. After deciding to take a shower, you let the hot water spill over your body. Stepping out of the shower room, you saw Eren standing outside the door, waiting for you.
“Well well, running around in just a towel, L/N?” he teased.
“Oh, shut up! It’s late at night; everyone’s asleep,” you whisper-yelled, gripping your towel tightly. “Besides, what’re you doing here?” You teased Eren, knowing exactly why he was there. After a day of teasing him, he was ready to get you back. Eren stepped closer, towering over you.
“You’ve been teasing me all day, princess.”
You grip his shirt and pull his face towards your own, “So fix my attitude…” You whisper in his ear and Eren holds back a groan at your words. “Damn, you’re gonna regret that.” Eren grabs your wrist and drags you with him to his room, once he’s there he throws you inside, closed the door and you hear a click as he locks it. “Now you’re all mine.” Eren says as he steps closer to you, his eyes roaming around your body as he sees you clutching onto your towel.
You step towards Eren, “No Eren,” you say as you push him on the bed, “you’re all mine tonight.” Eren lets out a low, involuntary groan as you push him onto the bed, his body tensing up as he lands with a soft thump. He looks up at you, surprise and lust warring in his eyes as he realizes you’re taking charge. A smirk slowly spreads across his face as he realizes that for once, he doesn’t mind being at the mercy of someone else. “Oh really… Princess wants to play, huh?”
“Oh you bet… Now strip for me” You all but command and Eren agrees, “As you wish princess.”
His smile widens, a hint of challenge in his expression as he stand up in-front of you, his hands moving to the hem of his shirt. He pulls it up over his head in one smooth motion, revealing his toned, muscular chest and arms to you. Eren grabs your wrist and presses your hand against his chest, his skin hot and smooth under your touch. He can feel your breath fan across his chest, making his pulse quicken, and he chuckles lowly at your reaction. He leans down, bringing his face mere inches from yours, his voice a low, seductive rumble. “You like it, princess? You like seeing what I have to offer?” You drag your nails across Erens abdomen, your nails running over his toned abs, “Yes… and it’s all mine” You say as you push him down on the bed.
“All yours huh? Getting a little cocky there aren’t you?” Eren says as he watches you climb on top of him and straddle his hips. You hand tangling in his hair while your other hand grips his chin forcibly and you make him look up at you. Eren can see a teasing smirk on your lips, the excitement in your eyes fuelling his own desires. He attempts to sit up, but you hold him in place with your hand in his hair and he doesn’t struggle, a hint of excitement and surrender in his eyes.
“Damn… You really are on top tonight, huh?” Eren’s breath hitches as you lean down towards him, your lips so close to his but not quite touching.
“I’m gonna make you cum over and over for me Eren”
“Is that a promise, princess?”
“It’s more than just a promise… ‘my prince.’” Eren hears you using his own nickname for you against him and he shivers slightly at the nickname. He looks up at you, his eyes dark and filled with hunger. His hands move to your hips and he squeezes them. “Do your worst, I’m all yours.” Eren moans into your mouth as you kiss him ferociously, his hands tightening on your hips as he kisses you back with equal fervor. He can feel his body responding to your touch, his desire for you growing hotter and more intense with every passing second. You push Eren down on the bed harshly, and he lets out a gasp of pleasure as you start kissing and marking his neck, his body arching up towards you in response. He closes his eyes, his breath coming out in ragged pants, as you move down his body, leaving a trail of kisses in your wake.
You grip Erens belt harshly and he lets out a low growl. His whole body responding to your touch, his hips bucking involuntarily, “You’re playing dirty princess,” He says looking down at you, eyes dark and hooded. “Just wait and see what I’ll do to you then. Just relax ‘my prince’,” You tease, “Let me make you feel good.”
You take off Erens belt and throw it to the floor, “Damnit Y/N, you have no idea what you’re doing to me.” Eren says as he tries to hold back a groan, “Oh trust me I can see it.” You reply smirking at Eren. He lets out a low, rough chuckle as you smirk at him, his eyes flicking down to his obvious arousal and then back up to your face.
“Yeah, I'll bet you can. You're enjoying this, aren't you? Having me at your mercy like this.”
“Quite the opposite Eren,” You lean down to whisper to him, “I’m here to treat you like royalty” You tease and you unzip his pants. Eren lifts his hips slightly to help you pull off his pants, his body trembling with anticipation. He's nearly panting now, his expression dark and filled with raw need. As you finally undress Eren, you look his expression, he stares at you with anticipation, his hands clutching the sheets under him and you almost laugh at how desperate he looks like this. And you barely even started. You lean your head down and give his dick a nice hard lick, from the base to the tip your tongue flat against him. Eren's breath hitches at the sensation of your tongue on him, a low moan escaping his throat as his hips involuntarily jerk in response. He grips the sheets tighter, his knuckles turning white as he struggles to keep himself under control.
"God damn it, princess. You're going to make this end real quick if you keep that up." You chuckle softly “We’re barely starting Eren~” You say as you move your head back down, using your mouth and your hand. Eren leans his head back against the bed, his breathing erratic and uneven as you continue your movements. His body is tense, his whole being focused on the sensations you're evoking in him.
"Nnngh... damn it. That feels... too good.” Eren gasps as your movements on him become faster and more intense sucking and licking him like he was your own personal lollipop. Eren’s hips occasionally buck into you and he placed one of his hands on your head, tangling his fingers in your hair. “I can't... hold on much longer." Eren says as he pants, you can hear chocked gaps and moans coming from him and you can tell he’s close. You double your efforts and with the final push Eren bucks his hips into your mouth and throws his head back in pleasure, his grip on your hair tightening and you hear him let out a loud moan.
Eren’s breath comes out in ragged pants as he slowly comes down from his high, his eyes lustful as he looks at you. He watches you stand up in front of him his eyes slightly widen as he sees you drop your towel to the floor in front of him and climb onto him again. Eren throws his head back again “Ngh, you’re gonna be the end of me” He whines as he sees your face drawing closer to him, “You better get hard soon Eren.” You tease and Eren’s body is already responding to you. His fingers dig into your skin and he looks up at you. “Oh you don’t need to worry about that Princess. You drive me crazy, I’ll be ready in no time.”
You grip Erens wrist and pin them to bed next to his head. Eren lets out a ragged gasp as you pin his wrists, his body responding to the force of your touch. His eyes are dark and filled with desire as he looks up at you, his breath coming out in ragged pants.
"Fuck... princess. What’s gotten into you? It's driving me crazy." You don’t respond to Eren, instead you kiss his neck leaving marks and bites all over his neck and shoulder, Eren’s body arched up towards you in response and he can feel himself getting hard again just by how rough your being.
You grip Eren’s hair and force his head back to give you more access to his neck and you make your way up. Hiss kiss neck, his jaw, to his mouth as you capture his lips in a fierce kiss biting his lips as he moans into your mouth. His hands slightly resisting against your grip, he can easily get out if he wants you, but he wants to see just how far you can push him over the edge. Indulging in the feeling of having you on top of him for once.
You lean down to his ear as you bite his earlobe, whispering into eren’s ear after, “Tell me what you want me to do my prince” you tease. Eren lets out a low, jagged breath. His body is taut with tension and need, his heart pounding in his chest as he tries to regain control of his thoughts.
"Nnngh... princess. I want... I want you to do anything. Everything. I want you.” Eren all but whined back to you, and you run your hand down his chest dragging your nails along him as you do. You reach down to his member and you feel how his cock his already hard again. “Already hard Eren?~” He whines “You know I am.” He says through gritted teeth, his hands bawling into fists and you can feel his body tensing at your touch. You whisper again “How do you want me?” You ask and Eren almost cums on the spot. “Anyway!” Eren groans just wanting to feel you inside him already.
“Tell me Eren… Do you want me to ride you? Or do you want to use me.” Eren's eyes darkened with desire as you speak to him in such a vulgar way, his mind racing through all the possibilities of how he could use you.
"Nnngh... princess. I want to use you in every way” You giggle at his response, but you’re still not satisfied with his answer. “Tell me Eren. Pick your poison.” Eren's breathing is ragged and uneven as he tries to decide what position he wants you in, his eyes roving over your body as he imagines all the ways he can stuff you full of his cock.
You edge him on further “Well?” Eren's expression darkens even more as he looks up at you, his eyes hungry and possessive as he gazes at your body. He lets out a ragged breath, his muscles tense as he struggles to hold back his need for you.
"On your knees, princess..."
You hold back a whine at his sudden change in demeanour, and you get off of him and into position. Eren looks at you, on your hands and knees in front of him, his hands coming out to grips your hips as he pulls you closer to him. “Don’t hold back Eren.” You almost beg him as he runs his fingers through your folds and he can feel how wet you are. “You asked for it.” He all but growls at you, Eren's hands suddenly grip your hips and flips you onto your back, pinning you down onto the bed with ease. His body hovers over you, his weight pressing down on you in a possessive manner. You giggle at him “What? Change your mind?” You tease. Eren lets out a low, dark chuckle as you mention that he told you to get on your knees, his eyes dark and dangerous.
"Changed my mind. I want to see you laid out beneath me, completely at my mercy princess." You wrap your arms around his neck and pull his face closer to yours, “Well? What are you waiting for?” Eren chuckles at your words and he whispers back to you “I’m waiting to hear you beg.”
Eren sucks in a sharp breath as you wrap your legs around his waist, the feeling of your body pressed against him driving him wild. He looks down at you, his eyes hooded and filled with desire as his fingers dig into your hips. "Damn princess... you're making it really hard for me to hold back."
“That’s because I don’t want you to.” You whisper to him, your voice filled with tease and impatience. Eren's hands slide down your body, caressing every inch with a possessive touch. His lips find your neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin as his breath fans across your ear.
"You're mine, princess. All mine. And I'm going to make sure you never forget it." Eren lets out a ragged moan as he slides into you, his eyes shutting tightly as the feeling of being buried inside you threatens to overwhelm him. His body trembles with the effort to hold himself back, his hands gripping your hips tightly. His head drops down to your neck, his hot breath fanning across your skin as he lets out a ragged breath. His body taut with tension as he holds himself still, his breaths coming out in ragged pants as he tries to regain some semblance of control. His eyes are dark and intense as he looks down at you, a mixture of desire and possession in his gaze.
"God damn it, princess.” Eren thrusts his hips into you, the lewd sounds of your bodies coming together fill the room, and your face gets tinted red at the sounds. You feel yourself twitching around Eren, the way he’s pounding into you and the sounds your hearing from him and from your bodies making you shudder with desire. Eren lets out a moan as he feels you twitching around him, the sensation driving him even closer to the edge. His eyes darken with desire as he looks down at you, his hands gripping your hips even tighter.
“D-damn-“ Eren's words are cut off as he lets out a ragged moan, his body reacting to the sensation of your body around him. He looks down at you as he slowly, slowly, slowly pulls back out of you. He chuckled at your reaction, and he agonizingly slowly, pushes back into you, his eyes dark and intense as he looks down at you. He tries to hold back the ragged moan that threatens to escape his lips, but it comes out anyway as he speaks.
"Nnngh... princess. You feel so damn good. You're mine. All mine."
Eren's grip on your hips tightens even more as he hears you whine at his teasing movements, his eyes darkened with desire and possessiveness. He looks down at you, a smirk playing on his lips.
"What's wrong, princess? You want more? You want me to take you harder, faster?" You nod your head feverishly “Yes! Eren please!” Eren lets out a low, groan as you implore him to take you harder and faster, the sound sending a jolt of desire through his body. A devilish smirk crosses his lips as he looks down at you, his eyes dark and intense with want. He pulls back slowly, almost completely out of you. His eyes never leave yours, his gaze burning into you as he hesitates for a moment, savoring the moment before he plunges back in. He moans as he drives himself deep into you, his body tensing with the effort. You almost scream Eren’s name at the harsh thrust and Eren’s eyes darken at your reaction.
A wild, primitive expression taking over his features as he looks down at you. "I warned you, princess," he growls. "You're going to get what you asked for now."
Eren's hands grip your hips so tightly that you know there will be marks tomorrow, his body taut with tension as he sets a fast, intense pace. He leans down and captures your lips in a fierce, possessive kiss, his tongue delving into your mouth as he swallows the sounds of your moans. His hips never faltering once as he kisses you with fevour. Your hands reach up to grip his hair tightly, moaning into his mouth as you feel him hitting a certain spot inside of you.
With every rougher, harder roll of his hips, Eren lets out a low, gutteral moan, the sound punctuating his ragged breaths. His body is taut with tension, his muscles straining as he tries to hold back, to prolong this moment as long as possible. But the feeling of your body against his, the sound of your moans, the sight of you writhing beneath him, it's all too much. He is losing control, his body responding to you without thought or reason.
Eren lets out a ragged gasp as he looks down at you, his eyes dark and intense as he speaks in a low, strained voice. “I’m-… I’m so close” He says, in a way questioning if you are too. “Cum for me Eren.” You say, and Eren can’t tell if you’re commanding him or begging him.
His breathing is ragged and uneven, his chest heaving as he struggles to hold on for just a few more seconds. But your words, your voice, it's too much. He can’t hold back any longer. He lets out a ragged gasp as he feels himself reach the edge. Just before he does, he hears you moan loudly as you grip his hair and finish around him, the feeling of your walls twitching and clenching around him makes Eren choke on a moan as he throws his head back, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. He grips you tightly as he finished from his own release and he collapses on top of you, his hands shaking and his breath uneven.
You your hand still in Eren’s hair as you arch your back slightly still coming down from your high. Eren lets out a groan as you grab his hair, his body still shuddering from the aftershocks of his release. He looks down at you, his eyes burning as he watches your back arch beneath him. He looks down at you, his eyes dark and intense as he gazes at your body beneath him. The look in your eyes matches his own, filled with a primal need and desire. He leans down and captures your lips in a fierce, possessive kiss. Eren leans into the kiss, his tongue delving into your mouth as he deepens the kiss. His hands roam over your body, touching and caressing every inch of skin he can reach. He pulls you closer, his body pressed against yours as he devours your mouth. His body is still buzzing with the aftershocks of his release, and the feeling of your hands on his skin, your body against his, it’s driving him wild. He can feel himself getting aroused again, and he growls into your mouth as his hips buck involuntarily against you.
You moan as you feel his bucking, his hands grip your hips tightly, his fingers digging into your skin as he rolls his hips against yours, the need to be close to you, to have you again, driving him wild. “A-agin?”
“Yes. Again” Eren says as he flips you over, his hand pressed against the small of your back as he pushes you down onto the bed. He kneels behind you, his body taut with tension as he gazes down at you, his eyes dark and possessive. He runs his hands down your spine, his touch rough and possessive. He leans down, his body pressed against yours as he whispers in your ear.
