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😍
