Eren Jaeger x Reader smut
Overview: Eren getting a little worked up over a certain pet name you use on the attack titan.
Warnings/contains: titan x reader, sub/top Eren, dom/bottom reader, praise kink, multiple orgasms, forced orgasms, creampie
Reader: gender neutral afab
A/n: Season 4 Eren but obviously no mention of the actual show plot
Your relationship with Eren was always a bit strained, you were assigned to stay with the attack titan at all times; keep the other titans at bay when he was overloaded, stop him from tiring himself out, etc. Which of course lead to Eren holding a bit of a grudge against you, he hated being under surveillance all the time, hated that he needed your help sometimes. He bit his tongue, always trying to hide his distaste for your supervision, but the frustration always seeped through, making the air between you thick with tension. Despite the attack titan being the same person, your interactions seemed to go much smoother, and you’d almost grown fond of the big beast, if it weren’t for the reminder that Eren was piloting it.
Despite spending almost every day together, you still hadn’t caught on that your surveillance wasn’t the only thing getting under his skin; it was that nickname you used for him..or for the attack titan, you could say.
“Nice work big stuff!” You landed on Eren’s shoulder, immediately giving him praise for swiftly executing one of the titans on your path.
He let out a low grunt, a response you were used to, and glanced at you with his usual grouchy expression. His cheeks were flushed, but they always seemed to be when you caught up with him at the end of a fight, you pinned it on effort..maybe exhaustion. You felt small but content under his gaze, feeling a sense of comfort and enjoyment in the big man’s presence. Your eyes glazed over his expression as he turned back to the field, a small hum rising up, you couldn’t deny that you were harbouring some feelings towards the beast.
“Only a few more, let’s keep this up, yeah?” You lightly held onto his hair, giving him the go ahead to keep moving.
Another deep hum from him and he was moving again, heading straight for another titan which was quickly approaching a group of scouts. They were already dealing with their own enemy, Eren didn’t think they would handle another dawning down on them. You stood firm on his shoulder, only sweeping away when he picked up his pace, big arms cutting through the air before rushing forward to land a harsh blow on the enemy. Your eyes were fixed on him, your feet finding a branch to land on as you finally pulled your gaze away and surveyed the surrounding area. The scouts had taken their titan down, and that distorted scream that cut through the air told you that Eren had made short work of his. He turned to you this time and offered you his palm, those big eyes expectant as they peered down at you.
“Giving me a lift?” You said playfully as you climbed onto his hand, trying to ignore how giddy the gesture made you feel.
Eren made a sound of agreement and cautiously lifted you up to meet his line of vision, keeping you suspended in the air. You were inches from his face now and you could feel the heat rising off of him, his heavy breathing, it was exhilarating.
“Not going soft on me, are you big boy?” You chuckled, caught off guard by his actions.
You decided to lean into his good mood and gently patted his nose, letting out a soft hum as you made contact with the titan. He was merely watching and breathing deeply, an expectant look forming on that big face.
“..what’s the matter?” You tilted your head at him and glanced down at the scouts who were beginning to head back.
A few looked up at the titan, you could vaguely make out their confused expressions, no doubt wondering why Eren was staying put rather than exiting his titan and heading back. Your thoughts were pulled away from them when you felt something press against your body, something big.
“Hmph?!” You turned to find his nose nudging against you..similar to how a dog would nuzzle your hand in search of a pet.
A flustered, confused laugh fell from your lips as you brought your hands up to him again, almost stroking his big nose to soothe him.
“What’s up with you?” You shook your head in disbelief.
He let out a groan, the noise rumbling through you, and stayed put, content under your small touch. For a moment, you forgot about the titan in front of you and thought of Eren, the gesture seeming even more bizarre as you considered how hostile he had been acting with you. You furrowed your eyebrows but didn’t pull back.
“..this isn’t like you.” You hummed softly, the nickname slipping out before you could even think about it. “What’s going on in there big stuff?”
There it was again, that stupid pet name that seemed to drive him crazy. A restless night and a rushed morning had led to Eren spending the day avoiding everyone, his own wants and needs seeming to override every other task for the day..he just hadn’t had a chance to sort himself out. And now, he was here, getting worked up over you again. He loved and hated how you treated him in his titan form, your praise switching a light on for him every single time. He’d only managed to endure it this far by sneaking off after missions to jack off to the thought of you..to the memory of you calling him big. He’d finally reached his limit today, needing more, needing to hear it from you over and over until he grew bored of it. He huffed at you, it was becoming increasingly apparent that he wanted something..the pilot was just too shy to emerge from his titan and ask for it nicely.
You glanced over to the scouts again, watching them ride away, the sight making you panic for a moment. You turned back with a slightly stern expression now, needing Eren to move or at least communicate what he was upto.
“Either move or come out and talk to me.” Your voice was firm but welcoming, you’d built a trust with him and you didn’t want to break that.
You were entirely caught off guard by the seemingly annoyed grunt that came from the titan, wondering what on earth had gotten into him. You brushed it off as he finally moved, raising his hand up so that you could climb onto his shoulder again.
“There we go..” You hummed, taking hold of a strand of hair and bracing as he started to walk.
Even that was unusual. Eren typically ditched his Titan form immediately and rode back in, almost immediately putting distance between the pair of you.
“..really are giving me a lift today, aren’t you?” You chuckled, running your free hand along the titans neck.
He grumbled, already making short work of the journey back. The scouts looked up as you approached, exchanging a few bewildered looks at the sight of you riding on his shoulder.
“Think they’re jealous of my ride?” You teased, earning a small sound from the big man.
You were enjoying every second, glad to have just a little more time with the Titan you’d grown so fond of. You inched a little closer to his neck, keeping a loose grip on his hair as you eyed him over. You could comfortably spend hours admiring that face..and Eren’s, if he’d give you the chance. Warmth grew across your face at the thought, only growing more intense as those big green eyes moved to glance at you. You let out a soft sound and looked away, almost embarrassed that he’d caught you eyeing him up. It was the boost that Eren needed, the confirmation that he was going to follow through with an idea that had cropped into his head. He just had to get you both back to base, then he could come out and talk to you properly..if he still had the nerve.
You had eventually moved to sit down, growing comfortable on the attack titans shoulder as you drew closer to the base. You had managed to get ahead of the scouts, his large body getting you back there in a nick of time. The sight of the base made you perk up, your stomach stirring at the thought of Eren finally coming out and being able to talk to him..hopefully being able to decipher what was bugging him.
“Made that easy, didn’t you?” You hummed happily, watching as he brought a huge hand up to you.
You climbed on and held on tightly as he lowered you, still feeling that heat in your face. You briefly turned to greet the guards at the gate before looking back up at the Titan, relieved when that gigantic body finally hunched over. You circled round to watch Eren emerge from its nape, suddenly feeling nervous at the sight of him.
“Hey!” You called out and waved, watching as he clambered down to you.
He seemed fidgety, more distant than usual. He didn’t say a word, just gently grabbed your wrist and pulled you along beside him.
“Eren?” You muttered, not wanting to draw attention. “What’s up with you?”
“Not here.” He finally paused and spoke up, just loud enough for you. “Please, not here.”
“..okay.” You nodded to him.
Eren began moving again, loosening his grip enough for your hand to move into his, that light touch making his stomach stir with excitement. He felt ridiculous, embarrassed that he was this desperate for your attention. You kept quiet, enjoying the sensation almost as much as him..held back by confusion over what was happening. He pulled you into the dorms, making your confusion, and your heart rate, increase.
“My room.” He cut you off, his answer was short and concise, he knew what he wanted.
Heat rushed through your body, your thoughts running away from you at his response. You exhaled and tried to snap yourself out of it, rationalising it as him wanting to talk in private..nothing more. He finally pulled his hand away from you and unlocked his room, shoving the door open and yanking you in after him. You stumbled slightly and scoffed with amusement, bewildered at how frantic he was acting.
“Eren?!” You furrowed your eyebrows, watching him shut the door quickly.
“..you’ve gotta stop talking to me like that.” Eren mumbled, his voice shaken and cheeks flushed.
“..like what?” You hummed.
He leaned against the door and brought his hands up to his face for a moment, groaning quietly into his palms. The sound brought you back to the grunts that the attack titan had made at you earlier, the connection immediately making you realise what he meant.
“Oh..I..” You blushed, struggling to come up with words as you realised that you had inadvertently been praising him.
He peeked at you through his fingers, those green eyes looking at you desperately. You couldn’t tell if he was annoyed or..something else, usually he was much easier to read.
“I didn’t…I don’t know, I didn’t realise you wouldn’t like it. ” You said sheepishly.
“That’s not it.” He groaned, finally dropping his hands, revealing his flushed expression.
Your eyes followed his hands down, pausing as you noticed the tightness of his trousers, your breath catching in your throat at the sight.
“Oh…oh.” You instantly caught on, unable to prevent the small smirk tugging at the corners of your lips.
“Mm..” Eren merely hummed at you, embarrassed that you had caught him out, even though he had dragged you here for that exact purpose.
“..I didn’t know I had that effect on you.” You hummed, a little smug that you’d managed this.
“Urgh..shut up.” He groaned, crossing his arms and furrowing his eyebrows, unsure of how to navigate this. He desperately wanted you, all he had to do was ask..he just didn’t know how.
“So you don’t want my help?” You remarked, stepping forward to reach for the door that he was leaning against. You knew that would set him off, he was incredibly easy to rile up.
Eren moved quick, long fingers wrapping around your wrist to pull you away from the doorknob, his eyes widening even more. You froze, that smirk only growing as you saw that desperate look on his face.
“Please..” He sighed, the pink of his cheeks growing more intense. He was hating this, you were loving it.
“Please what?” You remarked, getting far too power hungry now that he was so desperate for you.
“God..you’re so fucking difficult!” He grunted, this was gonna take some work.
You merely shrugged and hummed at him, giving him an expectant look. He was still clinging to your wrist, his chest rapidly rising and falling as he tried to conjure up the words.
“..fuck..just touch me, please.” He finally whined, slumping down and letting go of your wrist as if the words had exhausted him.
Heat coursed through your body at his words, that needy tone made a switch flick, making your movements frantic and needy. You were onto him in seconds, slotting your thigh between his and pressing your arms against the door, caging him into your touch. It was all too much and too little for him, the loss of power making him writhe and sigh. His hips bucked forward as your lips made contact with his neck, the wet hot kisses over his skin sending a wave of arousal through his already pent up form. He groaned at the feeling of your thigh pressing against his semi, immediately chasing the sensation with another sloppy hip thrust.
“..needy..” You breathed against him. “How long have you been holding this in?”
He sighed at you, bringing his hands up to your hips, comfortably gripping you with his slender fingers.
“..weeks.” He muttered, voice shaking at the confession. “Needed this..needed you for weeks.”
“All you had to do was ask.” You tutted playfully, moving upwards to kiss and suck at his jaw.
A small whine slipped from his parted lips as you left a trail of hickeys over his tanned skin, his grip growing stronger as you worked your way up. You pulled back and brought a hand down to grab his jaw, gripping him harshly. The gesture coaxed a small gasp from him, his eyes clouding over with need. You held him there, tilting his head slightly as you eyed over the slowly fading titan marks. A hum of approval rose from your chest, the sound muffling as your lips finally made contact. His mouth was already open, chapped lips parted and inviting, urging you to just slip your tongue into the wet heat. You grunted and dragged your hands down his chest until you reached his hips, harshly grabbing his slender form. He gasped, you hummed, swiping your tongue over his. You pulled at his body, forcing him to grind against your thigh, arousal pooling in your lower stomach.
“Fuck!” He groaned into your mouth, his cock twitched almost painfully at the friction, his want turning into need.
You chuckled and pulled away, you happily could’ve spent hours just teasing him..but you had to admit you were also growing impatient. You kept your eyes on him as you lowered to your knees, only looking away to slowly unbuckle his belt.
“Here.” You repeated, giving him a light warning look. You wanted him against that door, wanted anyone passing by to hear those pathetic sounds he had only given you a glimpse of.
Eren let out a small sound of acknowledgment, too needy to put up a fight. He rested his palms against the door, breathing slowly as his fingernails scratched at the cool wood, the sensation doing nothing to ground him. You were moving far too slow, only now moving onto the zipper of his ridiculously tight trousers.
“Fuck..you’re so slow.” He whined, eyebrows furrowing at you.
You immediately pulled away and glared up at him, making him tense up and sigh.
“If you want me to help then we’re doing this my way, do you understand?” You murmured, just about managing to conceal your own desperation.
“Mm..okay.” He nodded, it was clear that he was hesitant about this, not used to the lack of control and power.
“Tell me you understand Eren.” You locked eyes with him as you brought your hand up again, palming over him as you spoke.
His hips stuttered forward and he let out a low moan, eyes shutting for a moment. He forced them open and weakly nodded at you, his breathing growing even heavier.
“I understand..I understand!” He panted. “Please.”
“That’s more like it.” You cooed. That tone went straight through him, the almost praise sounding like music to his ears.
You finally unzipped him and pulled his trousers out of the way, swallowing softly at the large bulge in his boxers. You grabbed onto his hips and leaned in, lightly sucking at him through the fabric. One hand fell forward to your head, fingers lightly pulling at the strands of hair as he desperately tried to swallow his moans.
“Hands off.” You hummed against him, earning another soft whine from him.
Eren obeyed, quickly falling into your command, which felt foreign and familiar all at once. You handled the attack titan with such ease, why would it be any different with him?”
You continued mouthing over him, fingers tightly holding him in place. A puddle was surely forming underneath you, the feeling of his cock twitching at your touch was driving you insane..not to mention the heavy breaths and moans coming from the man. You hooked your fingers under his waistband and pulled the fabric out of the way, stomach turning with excitement as his dick sprang free. You merely eyed him over for a moment, hungry at the sight of his leaking length.
“Certainly are big, aren’t you?” You hummed approvingly, wrapping one hand around the base as your mouth drew closer to his tip.
He whined and mindlessly nodded, his fingernails frantically clawing at the door behind him. You trailed your tongue along the underside, slowly working up to flick the muscle over his tip. He was desperately trying to stay still, all of his self control vanishing when he felt the wet warmth of your mouth wrap around his aching cock. A loud moan rose from his chest, his hips automatically bucking forward to force more of him into you. You indulged him, bracing as you felt the tip brush against the back of your throat. You breathed deep through your nose, struggling not to gag around his size, your free hand moving to grip his thigh.
“Shit…” He sighed, relaxing now that you had stilled.
You hummed around him before beginning to move, clenching your thighs to ease some of your own growing want. He threw his head back and groaned, struggling to hold his arms back, desperately wanting to just grab your head and fuck your mouth.
“You feel so good..” Eren panted.
“Mmhm..?” You managed to let out a muffled sound, purposely sending vibrations over his length to coax another pathetic groan from him.
“Mmh..yeah..” He nodded to you, already close to falling apart.
You were smug, relishing in the way he had settled under your control, musing in the way that he was breaking under your touch. You were comfortably sliding over his length, occasionally pushing too far and having to suppress a gag, tears filling your eyes. Your fingers stroked the rest of him, bringing spit from your wet mouth across his cock and down to his balls, lightly squeezing them before moving up again. Pleasured groans and whines fell from Eren’s parted, wet lips, the sounds meeting your ears and sending wave after wave of arousal down to your crotch. You could still hear his nails scratching at the door, his fingers moving frantically as he tried to hold himself together. He was failing of course, his hips were lazily thrusting, forcing his dick further into your mouth. An amused hum vibrated around him, the feeling..and just your mere amusement at his need, was enough to send him over.
“Shit..!” His hips snapped forward, shoving his length down your throat.
You gripped his thighs as you gagged around him, feeling filthy as tears streamed down your cheeks. You stayed put, letting him lazily thrust into your mouth, already swallowing around him as you felt him twitch and leak into the warmth of your throat. He let out a string of moans and curses, eyebrows furrowing harshly with pleasure, his back pushing against the door in an attempt to keep himself upright. He panted as he came down, bringing one hand up to push the hair away from his face. You slowly pulled off of him and swallowed again, subtly wiping the tears from your face.
“Feel a little better now?” You grinned with a teasing tone.
“Mmmh..” Erens eyes were lidded, still swirling with lust as they met your gaze.
He offered you his hand, you took it, comfortably getting up into his space again.
“Use your words big stuff.” You hummed as you got up, knowing you’d coax something out of him with the words.
He huffed quietly, his hands inching towards your waist, hovering over your skin.
“..can I touch you?” Eren murmured, and that question was enough for you to know that you had him right where you wanted him, wrapped tightly around your finger.
“Say please.” You whispered, unable to hide the want in your voice anymore.
“Mm..please?” He cooed, already growing hard again. You pinned the quick recovery time on the titan abilities, not paying any more mind to it.
“Hm..maybe.” You remarked shortly, kicking your shoes off as you spoke.
You held his gaze as you unbuttoned your shirt, taking your sweet time to remove each article of clothing that seemed far too tight now that you were so desperate. Your hands shook slightly as you reached your trousers, excitement getting the best of you as you unzipped and tugged the fabric off. His eyes were fixated on you, wide and desperate as they followed your every move. He inched closer, lips parted at the sight of your bare form.
“Fuck..please.” He continued pleading, a low groan following his words as he watched you turn your back to him.
You were giddy, and a little nervous as you reached your underwear, glad you could hide your face as you slid the fabric down your legs. The air felt cold against your body, both exhilarating and unnerving you, making you all the more desperate for Erens body against yours. He mimicked your movements when you stopped, stripping himself of the remaining garments before returning his focus to you.
“Come on then.” You ushered, acting as if it was him that had kept you waiting.
He was quick, hands immediately finding home on your hips as his face buried into your shoulder. He was inhaling you deeply before peppering you in sloppy, needy kisses.
“…I need you.” He murmured against your skin, his already hard cock pressing against your thigh.
He could feel the heat coming off of you, could almost smell your want, and it made him all the more desperate. He was struggling to stop himself from just ignoring your control, overriding you and putting you into place so that he could have his way with you. You pushed back against him, letting your fingers dance over his forearms, encouraging him to feel you up a little more freely. He groaned in response to you and lightly sucked at your neck, leaving hickeys along your skin.
“Shit…Eren.” You sighed, losing patience now that his big frame was pressed against and wrapped around you.
You grabbed his wrist and guided his hand down, shivering as his fingertips grew closer and closer. There. A breathy moan slipped from your mouth as he made contact with your slick cunt, his fingertips gliding over your swollen clit. You snapped, immediately needing more. He was almost shaking with having to hold himself back, his brain practically short circuiting at the feeling of your arousal over his fingers. He sighed at you, his free hand caressing over your chest and stomach before gripping your side again.
“Please..please let me fuck you..” He nudged at your neck again, once again reminding you of a needy dog.
“I wanna feel you.” He whined. He didn’t need to ask twice.
“Fuck…yes.” You hissed, tilting your head to look at him.
You pulled forwards to get into place, but he kept his grip firmly on your hips, making you scoff out of amusement. You indulged him and gave him a small nod, letting him guide you to the bed. You didn’t even have time to blink before Eren had lifted and thrown you over the bed, big hands digging into your hips. You let out a flustered hum against the pillows, arching your back to exaggerate the doggystyle pose you were in. He groaned at the sight of you, moving quickly now that you were giving yourself up to him. He dug his fingers in as he swiftly aligned himself with your entrance, not even giving you a moment to brace before shoving his length into your tight heat. You quickly grasped the sheets and gasped, eyebrows raising as you tried to adjust to the sheer size of him. He pulled back and repeated the motion, clutching onto your hips to hold you in place as he buried himself into you again. He grunted and stayed there for just a moment, keeping you full.
You opened your mouth to scold him, tell him to move, but all that fell out was a loud moan, erupting from your chest as he started to thrust his hips. You let out a content whine, almost smiling at the feeling of him pounding into you. Eren was savouring every sound that came from you, not realising just how much he would love having you like this. He was panting and grunting, his hair falling to shield his pleasured expression as he towered over you. You pushed against and clenched around him, forcing him to bury his cock deeper, the sensation forcing a satisfied mewl from your throat.
“..let me hear you.” You panted, catching on that he was holding back, and glanced at him.
He let out a small hum in response to you, eager to obey your orders..especially when you felt this fucking good. You clenched around him again, aiming to coax those sweet sounds from his lips. You felt a wave of pleasure as he rewarded you with a loud moan, followed by a soft ‘fuck’. You would’ve been smug if you could feel anything but pleasure, the position and the pent up emotions getting the best of you.
“..got no clue how good you feel..” He muttered, satisfied sounds falling from him now that he had relaxed into the pleasure.
He leaned forward, moving his hands to press against the bed around your torso, caging your gorgeous form underneath the frame of his body. The angle of his hips forced him deeper into your cunt, making both of you moan and pant. He picked up the pace, snapping his hips into you, the force making the mattress bounce underneath your bodies.
“That’s it..” You huffed at him, breathing heavily as the pleasure grew more and more intense.
“Shit..say it..please say it...” He grunted. “..tell me how good I’m doing..”
His words made your stomach flip; you knew he needed this from how he was acting, but his desperate tone really told you how much he’d been yearning for you.
“So fucking good…” You weakly nodded and panted. “Y’feel so go-od..”
He groaned, moving one arm to wrap around your stomach, slightly lifting you and forcing your bodies together. He was breathing down your neck, his head moving to hang over your shoulder, lengths of hair falling over and brushing against your skin. He never stopped thrusting, his cock hammering into your cunt like he just couldn’t get enough of your body.
“..mmm..” You whined. “Fuck..keep going, you’re doing such a good job for me..”
An obscene moan rose from his throat, the praise making him frantic and desperate. You let out an amused, aroused sigh, enjoying every second of this. He shifted slightly, making his tip brush against your sweet spot, the intense pleasure making you gasp.
“Right there..!” You grunted, eyelids shutting as the pleasure started to overwhelm you.
“..yeah?” He growled, nose brushing against your shoulder.
“Yes! Fuck..” You moaned as he found it, quivering in his grip as he repeatedly fucked against it.
“Does that feel good?” He panted, he knew it did but he just loved hearing you.
“So fucking good..” You nodded, certain that the pair of you could be heard outside the room. “Keep going..just like that big boy..”
His orgasm was sudden, brought on by hearing those words from your pleasured body. He was struggling to stay upright, arms shaking as his hips sloppily dragged in and out of your slick cunt. Whines and curses fell from his lips like rain, filling the room (and most likely the hall) with obscenities. You were smug, your stomach tight with arousal at the thought that you had made him cum twice, and so easily. He finally slid down onto you, pressing your body against the mattress, his cock twitching as he finished shooting his load into you. He went still and you tutted, arching your back to force your ass up, coaxing a high pitched moan from his lips.
“I didn’t say you could stop, did I?” You grumbled.
“Mm..n-o..” Eren lifted his head from your shoulder and shook it.
“Right, so why have you stopped?” You scolded, tilting your head as best as you could to give him a warning glance. “Do you need me on top or can you handle it?”
“Fuck..I’m sorry..” He mumbled, lifting himself up again. “I can handle it..I promise.”
You let out a hmph, acting nonchalant as he grabbed your hips again. You remained against the bed, comfortably lying on your front as Eren moved, his legs moving to trap your legs between his. He was twitching again, already getting worked up at the small movements of his dick shifting inside of you as he got into position. He was unintentionally pushing you down against the mattress, his grip firm and shaky as he slowly pulled back. He hissed at the feeling, eyebrows furrowing as he slid back in, his sensitive length twitching inside of your walls.
“Come on..” You groaned, growing desperate over his slow thrusts.
“…you feel too good..” He whimpered, picking up the pace ever so slightly.
“Is that right?” You hummed.
“Yes-shit!” His hips stuttered, it was clear that he was fighting to keep himself together.
You pushed against him, slightly rocking your hips to encourage his movement, feeling waves of pleasure as you reached a comfortable speed again.
“You’re gonna make me cum again-!” He whined, and that pathetic tone made you shiver.
“So?” You huffed, barely concealing the pleasure in your voice. “You’ll keep going until I say we’re done Eren.”
“..fuck..fuck, ok.” He nodded, biting his lip in a weak attempt to ground himself and hold himself together.
You couldn’t prevent the small laugh that slipped out your lips, his desperation making you far too amused and cocky. You adjusted yourself, tucking your hands under the pillow to prop your head up slightly, turning your head to glance at him. Those vibrant eyes immediately met yours, clouded and heavy with lust. He panted, letting out a low grunt as he snapped his hips, something about your smug expression driving him to do more, to do better. He growled and whined, making an effort to keep himself together to please you, his pace quickening slightly.
“That’s it..” You hummed, voice softening with pleasure.
“Mm-?” Eren weakly responded.
“Mmhmm..” You cooed, slowly blinking at him as the pleasure started to intensify again.
His eyes threatened to close, his mouth hung open and his grip on you grew tighter. His touch was bordering on bruising, his fingertips harshly digging into the fat of your sides as he fucked into you. You whined at the touch, nose scrunching up at the slight pain, the sensation only intensifying your pleasure. Eren groaned in response to you, his eyebrows furrowing intensely with need.
“..fuck..” He panted, hips stuttering again. “..I can’t..”
“You can.” You managed to huff. “Move.”
He nodded and let out a continuous whine, the pathetic sound making you clench around him. The mattress heaved as he picked up the pace again, his movements becoming fast and sloppy. You could feel that he was putting all his effort in, trying to quickly bring you to your climax before he fell over the edge again.
“Not- Mmh- rushing, are you?” You panted, savouring that needy look on his face.
“Liar..” You teased, a pleasured grin pulling at your lips.
He groaned at you, giving you a desperate, embarrassed look. He was torn, wanting to give in to pleasure and cum again, but also wanting to see..feel you fall apart on his cock. The thought alone made him sigh, but also granted him an idea.
“Mm..please..” He sighed, focusing on his words so that he didn’t finish already.
“Please, what?” You hummed lowly, struggling to keep yourself together at this point.
“Let me feel you..” He groaned, nose scrunching with pleasure. “..feel you cum.”
The words made the knot in your stomach tighten, your eyes briefly shutting to savour the plead. You bit your lip before glancing at him again.
“Is that..” A breathy moan interrupted your words. “..what you want, hm?”
“Mmhm please..” He nodded mindlessly, his tone turning high pitched and needy. “Please, please..wanna feel you so fucking bad..”
You let out a low moan, that knot threatening to snap over his begging, his desperation and sloppy thrusts pushing you towards the edge. He could feel it, and just managed to hold out, focusing on earning that reward from you.
“Just wanna..be good for you..” It was sincere, and pathetic of course, proving just how easily you had talked him into submission..into being well behaved for you.
You parted your lips to reply, yet only managed a few broken moans and mumbles as the sensation became too much. Pleasure came at you in waves, crashing through you as the knot finally snapped. You could just about hear Eren grunting and moaning over your own pleasured sounds, his voice wavering as he got lost in your touch. Sweat beaded at your forehead as you pulled at the sheets, ecstasy coursing through your veins as he continued fucking into his, his cock hitting just right with every single thrust. He snapped his hips harshly, lifting your hips up slightly and forcing your back to arch even further, the movement knocking your breath out of your lungs.
“F-uck!” You grunted, seeing stars as he repeated the movement. “Keep g-oing big boy..”
You didn’t need to ask twice..you didn’t really need to ask once, he was more than eager to keep fucking you, the sight, sounds..fuck everything about you cumming on his dick was enough to keep him motivated. He clenched his jaw, swiftly thrusting into you once more before returning to a fast pace, his hips quickly bucking into you. He grunted, definitely leaving a series of bruises over your hips, and threw his head back. You could barely manage to come down; walls still clenching around him, small waves of pleasure jolting through your sensitive cunt. But you wouldn’t dare tell him to stop, you just couldn’t get enough of seeing him like this. You panted and glanced at him, a fucked out but devious look in your eyes.
“Go on..just one more.” You cooed sweetly, grinning as you watched his bottom lip quiver.
“I can’t..” He whined, he was already close, yet so worried about how sensitive he’d be.
“Eren.” You hummed lowly.
“Give me what I want..I know you can do it.” You sighed, trying not to let yourself get carried away with the pleasure.
He barely managed to whine at you, his eyes shutting as he nodded, his muscles tensing as he braced for the third time that night. His hands shifted and grabbed at you, spreading his bruising touch further over your already aching body. You groaned softly at the sensation, giving him a sly look over your shoulder as he sloppily bucked his hips, his exhaustion becoming apparent in his lazy movements. You scoffed, a small grin ghosting over your lips, and pushed yourself back, making the pair of you mewl as his dick was forced deeper into you once again. One more lazy hip thrust and he was spilling into you again, his body tumbling forward to rest over yours. He was a whimpering mess, calling and whining your name as if it was the only word he knew.
“That’s it, that’s my good boy.” You whispered encouragingly, watching his body shake in response to the words.
His hips finally stilled and he rested against you, head nestled in your neck. He panted like a mutt; heavy, hot breath ghosting over your skin. His grip finally loosened, revealing dark fingerprints across your hips which would surely bruise as time passed. Those same fingers now slid over your body, dancing over your skin as he caught his breath. The touch was ridiculously light and gentle considering how heavy handed and needy he had been mere moments ago. You remained there for a moment before he finally pulled out, the sensation making you shiver. You almost immediately turned over, lying on your back and watching as he contemplated his next movements. You could see him weighing up whether to give in and cuddle up-to you, his pride threatening to outweigh how badly he wanted to curl up on your arms. You merely tilted your head and let out a questioning but welcoming hum, and that was enough for him to rest against you.
