forgive me daddy, for i have been a bad girl
synopsis: when eren, the pastors son, pulls y/n into a church storage room to lecture her about her outfit, she finds out that this perfect church boy is a lot less innocent than he pretends to be.
content warnings: religious themes, sexual content in a religious setting, pastors son! eren, seduction, temptation, a lot of teasing, forced proximity, slightly pushy behaviour, slight corruption, kissing, slight sub con, handjob, oral sex (m receiving), semi public sex, p in v sex, raw sex (i do not encourage!), rough sex, slight manhandling, pulling out, lack of aftercare
You sighed upon entering the ancient building, smoothing your hands down the silk fabric of your dress in an attempt to even out the wrinkles that had been created from walking. You weren't going to church for fun. It didn't excite you. It hadn't excited you for a while. It was more so the childhood formed obligation that pushed for you to show up every Sunday.
This day was no different, for you at least. However, once you entered the nave, your eyes followed the row of pews all the way down to the altar. At the altar, you saw not only the pastor but his son, Eren, as well. It wasn't like you never saw Eren. He practically had to be at church every Sunday. But, you had never seen him lead the worship.
He was a passive guy. That was what you would say if you had to describe him. He had ways to make his importance suddenly diminish. And, all of a sudden, he was just an overseeable church attendee. Nevertheless, he was still nice. He was proper, well spoken and respectable. Well, that was what most people would say.
As you sat in the closest pew to the altar, you caught onto the way he acknowledged you. His eyes lifted in curiosity only to darken upon seeing you. It was subtle, a detail that any other person would simply overlook. But, you weren't just any other person. You wouldn't consider yourself to be holy, you wouldn't consider yourself to be God fearing, you wouldn't consider yourself to be a good girl.
And when you let go of those qualities, it made it so much easier to see the sin in his eyes.
He only had it when he looked at you. As if you were a dark, disobedient mass that had come to challenge his faith and lead him to temptation. You could tell that he would slightly crumble at the sight of you because he would always try his hardest not to look at you but, when he did, he couldn't fucking look away.
It wasn't like you minded however, it made church fun. You had been mentally checked out for a while and finally having something to fulfil your Sundays made you walk in with purpose.
He wasn't taking up the entirety of your mind, of course. It was just that you would notice when you were on his mind. And, as his eyes darted between you and his father, you could tell that you were weighing super fucking heavy on his mind.
Him and his father went over a few bible verses, conversing about how to integrate them into the service. It seemed as if Eren would lead the pending service, something you truly had yet to see. You were interested to find out what the result of his newfound independence would be.
Out of kindness, you walked up and briefly whispered something about lighting some candles. The pastor nodded, lifting his hand in encouragement. However, Eren's face grew a slight layer of pink as he turned to face you. His eyes travelled down, as in, to the floor instead of your face and his hair started to cover up his clear fluster.
With a smirk of achievement on your face, you turned to light the candles. They were littered along the surfaces of the church. Some were up high and some were slightly lower. It took a while for you to scale the wall, having to fumble with the matchsticks and short candle wicks and a slight breeze in certain places. However, after finishing the back wall, you had one last wall of candles to complete.
But, Eren just couldn't let you finish your task. As you bent over to light the first candle on the last wall, you heard a series of footsteps get louder from behind you. "Y/n, can you come here a second?"
Turning, your eyes met Eren's and he instantly averted his own gaze. "Could I just finish-"
"Just come here a second." Eren cut you off, nodding his head in the direction leading out of the church auditorium.
Your eyebrows furrowed as you placed the matchbox down. "Why?"
"I have something to say to you." He swiped his tongue over his lips and crossed his arms over his chest.
Splaying out your palms, you looked from left to right and shrugged. "...Say it."
"C'mere." He reached for your wrist, holding onto you with a firm grip as he led you out of the auditorium.
"Could we not just talk where we were?" You whisper shouted, turning back as you were led into the hallway.
Eren stayed quiet, letting go of your wrist and looking around slightly before opening a door. "Let's talk in here." He beckoned for you to enter first, making you reluctantly step into the vacant room before he slid in behind you and closed the door.
"What?" You crossed your arms over each other, your eyes slightly narrowing as you watched Eren rake a hand through his hair.
"You can't wear that in here." He held out a hand, indicating towards your dress as he kept his eyes away.
Your eyebrows raised at his words. "Seriously?" You scoffed.
"Yeah." Eren crossed one arm over his chest before gnawing on his nail.
"Why?" You leaned back on a spare table, stretching your legs out in front of you.
"Don't- you're being difficult." Eren moved over to a corner of the room, sifting through the top box on a pile of boxes.
"I just wanted to know what the issue was." You shrugged, watching as Eren pulled random bibles and children's toys out of the box.
"You can't wear that in here." Eren reiterated as he reached for an overwhelmingly large, old hoodie that he found at the bottom of the box. "Why don't you wear this on top?"
"No. Who do you think I am?" You took genuine offence from the suggestion. After all, you could've sworn you saw a mothball roll out of the pocket.
"Do you have anything else to change into?" Eren walked back over to where you were, hoodie still in hand.
"No, because there's nothing wrong with my dress." You watched as Eren placed the hoodie down on the table beside you.
"It's inappropriate." He rushed out.
"How?" You took a step closer to the brunette, urging for an answer.
"Please don't make this harder than it already is." Eren pleaded with you as he stepped back slightly. You looked down at his chest, not missing the way it rose and fell harder and faster than usual.
"Oh, it's hard for you?" Your bottom lip jutted out in feigned sympathy.
"Is it too distracting?" You tilted your head to the side.
"You're gonna struggle leading service with me dressed like this, huh?" A smirk began to form on your face.
"Church is a modest environment." Eren cleared his throat after speaking, his nerves clearly clawing at his neck.
"You're acting like I showed up naked." You laughed.
"You showed up knowing people would stare." Eren clarified, his eyes briefly darting down to meet your chest.
"You're imagining things." Eren shook his head, a pink layer beginning to spring through his cheeks.
"So you haven't been staring at me all morning?" You cocked your head, interested to find out if Eren would tell the truth.
He swallowed before speaking. "..No."
"Wow." You took a few steps back lifted yourself up onto the table so that you could sit down. "You're really flustered."
"I'm stressed." Eren shot back, placing his hands on the wall behind him and leaning his head back.
"Mhm." You looked down at your nails, chuckling slightly.
"You think this is funny?" You looked up to see Eren's eyebrows knitted together.
"A little." You admitted.
"Why are you doing this?" His eyes were intense, burning through you with a passion that surely wasn't just anger.
"Doing and saying things just to get a reaction out of me." His words had you smiling.
"You're just making a big deal out of nothing." You scoffed.
"It's not nothing." Eren's words were so direct they could've shot through you like a bullet.
"So it does bother you?" You clapped in accomplishment. "Does it make your dick hard?"
"You should leave before the service starts." Eren shook his head, a darker pink cloud of fluster coating his skin.
"You didn't deny it." Your lips curled up devilishly.
"I have a lot to do today, I can't keep going back and forth." He swallowed hard.
"Yeah, 'cause you're getting embarrassed." You lifted an eyebrow.
"No." Eren kept his eyes glued to the ground.
"Then why can't you look me in the eyes for more than two seconds?" Placing your hands behind you, you leaned back on the table slightly. At that, Eren's eyes flaunted their way over your body. And yet, he stayed silent. "You got real quiet all of a sudden." You smirked.
"I should go." He said the words yet didn't act on them. It was like he was trying to tell himself what the right thing to do was.
"I didn't realise I affected you this much." You thought out loud.
"Then why did you drag me in here?" Feigning curiosity, you leaned forward and rested your elbows on your thighs.
"Because you can't wear that to my service." Eren's words were sharp and accusatory, frustration clearly taking over.
"You're so provocative." Eren blew raspberries as he held his head in his hands.
"Why didn't you just make me leave when you saw me?"
"I did tell you to leave." Eren's eyebrows furrowed as he looked at you.
"Yeah, after pulled me in here." You clarified. "And you keep telling me instead of actually making me. I don't think you really want me to leave."
"That wasn't what I said." You bit your lip.
A beat of silence passed and Eren's gaze stayed on the ground beneath him. It was when you told him to 'say something' that had him blinking. Then, his eyes found you. They rested on your figure: your curves, your waist, your chest. It was like he had let go of all of his restraint. "You're staring."
"Can you blame me?" And just as soon as his words escaped, Eren realised what he had just said. His eyes widened as they looked to yours in search of a reaction. To his dismay, you had instantly understood what he meant.
"Finally, you stopped pretending." You smiled, wide.
"Don't." Eren covered his face with his hands, wallowing in his slip up.
"Still want me to put the hoodie on?" You intentionally teased.
"Well if that's the case, why haven't you walked away yet?" You swung your legs as they dangled from the table, gripping onto the edge in excitement as you cracked through Eren's front.
His face was flushed. You really couldn't tell what emotion he was feeling. The look on his face was one of contemplation. His breath was heavy, laboured and strong. But, his eyes were full of rage. You could see it so clearly. He was pissed, frustrated and fed up all at once. And yet, he didn't move from that wall.
So, you stood up, and took a step closer to him. "Eren." You taunted.
"What?" The fire in his eyes met yours as he looked up at you. But, that didn't stop you.
"You look mad." You observed.
You took a few more steps towards him in the time it took for him to respond to you. But, his response had you stilling. "At myself."
Cocking your head to the side, you chewed on the inside of your cheek as you searched Eren's face. "You look like you're trying to decide something."
"Maybe I am." Eren confessed.
"What?" Your eyebrows furrowed.
Eren didn't respond however, he simply turned his head and stayed quiet.
At that, you grinned. "I didn't actually think this would work, y'know?"
"Getting under your skin." You took a step closer, practically being able to smell the frustration on him.
"You've been trying all morning." Eren attempted to maintain his composure.
"You noticed every second of it, didn't you?" You gave him an innocent smile.
"You should stop talking." He let out a shaky exhale.
"Why?" You leaned in closer, only for Eren to place a resistant hand on your shoulder. Looking up, you watched as his jaw tightened. "Eren?"
"You don't know what you're doing to me." He let out before pursing his lips.
"Tell me." You placed your hand over his, removing it from your shoulder and taking one last step towards him.
Eren looked down at where your shoes stood, the ends practically nudging each other from the proximity. "I can't."
Your eyes dipped down slightly, catching onto the necklace that hung low down on his chest. A cross. You reached for it, tracing it with your thumb. "Y/n, don't."
"Don't what?" You traced the chain up to the back of his neck, his loose hairs tickling your hand as you began to lift the necklace. Eren let you, he bowed his head and allowed for you to remove the necklace. "What am I doing?" You reiterated, urging for an answer.
"You keep looking at me like-" He cut himself off as he glanced at the necklace in your hands.
"Like what?" You placed your hands behind your back, hiding the necklace from his sight.
"Like you want me to do it." His words were covered up in enough layers that it was easy to mistake however, you knew exactly what his intentions were.
"Maybe I do." You bit your lip before beginning to tuck the necklace into the front pocket of Eren's pants. Eren stood in compliance until you looked up at him. It was almost as if you could see the tension fill his face as he finally looked at you. "Eren-"
"You need to leave. Before I-" His words hitched in his throat as you slightly crouched down, making sure that the chain wasn't hanging out of his pocket.
"Before you what?" You looked up from your crouched position. However, Eren didn't dare look at you. It wasn't until you were upright once again that you watched him figure out his words.
"Before I forget myself." He swallowed hard.
"You're still trying to fight it?" You giggled lightly. But, as you spoke, Eren didn't move his eyes away from your lips. And, as you swiped your tongue over them, his pupils slightly enlarged. "Why do you look so-"
You couldn't finish your sentence before Eren had grabbed a hold of your cheek and planted his lips onto yours. A flush ran through you at your shock, making your eyes slightly widen at the initial contact.
However, you wasted no time in sinking into the feeling. For a pastors son, Eren was a surprisingly good kisser. As his lips moved against you once more, your eyes fluttered shut as you kissed him back. Bringing a hand to his shoulder, you pulled him into you and kissed him with more passion. It felt so earned you could feel your heart swell in accomplishment.
Eren tasted good. His mouth was warm, wet and you could almost sense his inner conflict with each hard breath he poured into you in between kisses. You smiled into the kiss at that before raising your hand to wrap around his nape.
However, your action seemed to have triggered a moment of realisation and essentially regret. Eren reached for your wrists, pulling you away as he turned and ended the kiss. The two of you had barely started to do anything and Eren was already cowering. You lightly bit your lip as you watched him catch his breath.
"We- I... shouldn't have done that." He sighed, bringing his fingers to his lips and swiping at the membrane in guilt.
"No?" You raised your eyebrows playfully.
"No." Eren's voice deepened, growing more assertive. He swallowed hard and shook his head. "We need to stop."
"You don't sound very convincing." Grinning, you took a step closer.
At that, your eyes darted towards Eren's hands, watching as they moved towards his pocket. The pocket you had placed his necklace in. "Eren." You warned, watching as he dug into the pocket and began to reveal the chain. "Don't." You placed your wrist over his, preventing him from pulling it out all the way.
"What?" He asked, in a frustrated tone. "Let me have it."
"Why?" You refused to pull your hand away, knowing that Eren would most likely end things as soon as he had that necklace around his neck once again.
"This is already bad enough." Eren prefaced before yanking his arm out to the side, your own hand moving with him.
And, with the sudden movement, your hand was no longer in his pocket region. It had moved, it reached across his pants, smoothing over the front of them and exposing you to the truth. Your eyes widened when you felt it: a large, solid bulge that sat directly behind the fabric of Eren's pants.
There was no mistaking it. Eren was rock hard. "Oh?" Was all you could say as the realisation hit you. Looking up at Eren, you watched as his entire face grew a warmer pinkish hue.
He clutched onto the necklace he had somehow managed to pull out of his pocket in the frantic mess. Yet, he didn't rush to put it on. Instead, he looked at you and then looked away rapidly. "You're hard?" You spoke up amidst the palpable silence.
"Don't start." Eren warned.
"Is this why you pulled away from the kiss? It turned you on that much?" Your eyebrows raised devilishly as you cocked your head to the side.
"I said don't start." Eren reiterated, trying to fight against the saturation that had splayed from his face all the way to his neck.
"You're flustered." You grinned.
"I'm trying to think." Eren looked in all directions as if there would somehow be witnesses to the scene between the two of you.
"Seems like your body already decided for you." Shrugging, you raised your arms up before letting them flop down to your sides.
"You should stop touching me." Eren cleared his throat, fumbling with his necklace in his hands. You watched him, noting how he still hadn't put it back on. He didn't want things to end, you could tell.
"Do you really want me to, though?" You chewed on your bottom lip.
Eren paused his movements, his own lip finding its way between his teeth. Eren did it in anxiety, clearly contemplating your words. But, when you watched him bunch up the necklace and place it back into his pocket, you were sure of the answer. "...No."
"You're really bad at resisting me." You smiled and lifted your hands to meet the material of Eren's shirt.
"You think I don't know that?" Eren's breath hitched at your actions.
"Can I ask you something?" You trailed your hands over Eren's clothed chest.
"You're gonna ask it anyway." Eren shrugged.
"Are you a virgin?" You stopped your movements to lift your head up so that your eyes could meet.
Eren's eyes stayed on you as he answered. "No."
"Really?" Your eyebrows raised.
"You sound surprised." Eren's eyes narrowed at you.
"Yeah, because you act like us touching might kill you." You replied.
"It's not something regular, for me." Eren admitted.
"When was the last time?" You gauged the way Eren's eyes shot at you in response to your slightly personal question.
"Why do you care?" His eyebrows knitted together. You shrugged innocently in response. Eren seemed to have little resolve for your actions because he was turning away and answering your question before you could ask again. "The last time was before I found God again."
"But you've always been the pastors son."
"I wanted to get better at it." Eren chewed on the inside of his cheek.
"So this whole thing...?" You pointed between the two of you.
"It's not something I should be doing." Eren admitted.
"And you still kissed me?" You instigated.
"...Yeah." He swallowed. "There's something so sinister about you but it just makes you so compelling."
"You think I'm evil?" You searched through Eren's eyes.
"Just.. not good for me." He looked away from you slightly. "You make it really hard for me to be good."
"But I can make you feel good." Reaching for the man before you once again, you traced the inside of his belt with your fingers. You were dangerously close to him and you could tell that Eren wanted nothing more but to give in.
His eyes were heavy on you yet his lips remained sealed. "You can tell me to stop." You reassured as you began to fumble with his belt buckle. Eren watched as you pulled his belt out of its final loop, undid it and left it sprawled open. The entire time, he didn't say anything. "You don't want me to stop?" You looked up at him with furrowed eyebrows as you undid the button on his slacks and zipped down his fly. He looked at you with heavy eyes, his gaze full of nothing but arousal. He was too far gone to maintain his composure, you could tell. "Good." You smiled to yourself before lowering.
Your knees met the ground as you faced Eren's undone pants. He stood patiently, passively and waited for you to move. But, you didn't miss the clench in his fist and endless rivers of veins littering the backs of his hands as he waited. He was on his verge, you could tell. "You're still gonna pretend like this doesn't affect you?" Leaning closer, you held your face inches from where he needed you so badly.
"Don't look at me like that right now..." Eren warned. But, his words couldn't cover up the twitch that you caught happening beneath his boxers.
You gasped at the action. "I haven't even touched you yet." Grinning, you dug your fingers into the waistband of his pants. You left his underwear in tact as you began to pull his outer layer down. The actions that you made were agonisingly slow, making Eren start to fidget against the door.
"You're enjoying this way too much." Eren shook his head at your clearly teasing actions.
"You want me to suck your dick?" From your position on the floor, you looked up and tilted your head to the side.
Eren bit his lip at the sight below him. "...Yeah."
"You were really trying to be good." Jutting your bottom lip out, you gave a him condescending look.
"You're making this really hard for me." Eren explained as he watched you reach for the waistband of his boxers.
"The only thing I'm making hard is your dick." You spoke as you pulled the fabric down. Eren's breath hitched as you moved, clearly anticipating the feeling of the cold air being exposed to his hard on.
And, when Eren was fully exposed to you, your mouth gaped. "Why have you been hiding this?" You weren't sure if you were supposed to say what you had said out loud or in your head. But, it was out in the open and you had no shame in gawking at Eren's monster cock.
He was so impossibly hard, you weren't sure how he wasn't going to burst the second you stimulated him. And so, when you reached for his shaft, you used a loose grip and gentle fingers.
Eren's body stuttered at the contact. He placed his hands behind him, stabilising himself as he let you trace your hand along his length. You looked up to see his eyes so heavily lidded that you couldn't tell whether they were closed or not. His mouth was cracked open slightly, deep breaths escaping his lips and turning into gasps each time your hand rolled over his sensitive tip. "You're quieter now."
"Yeah." Eren puffed out, his head dropping to meet yours. "Because if I start talking too much," he sucked in a breath as you gripped his shaft tighter, "I'm going to go too far."
"This isn't too far?" You raised your eyebrows. Eren simply bit his lip as he looked down at you, unable to remove his gaze from the act below him. "You're staring so much."
"Whose fault is that?" Eren pulled his eyes away from you, seeming to struggle with the fact that you were aware of what you were doing to him.
You smiled to yourself before licking a stripe along the underside of his length. He audibly gasped, having to cut himself off as he realised how lewd he was being. You could help but grin as you delivered more.
With a flat tongue, you tapped his tip along the muscle. You could feel the rush of blood that flooded his dick enough to make it throb at the action as you held him in your grip. He was so aroused, it was so hot.
So, you went slower. You used your tongue to circle his tip, sliding back and forth over his slit briefly. Eren's legs flexed at the action as he tried to keep his gaze straight and somehow avoid facing the act that was happening right beneath him.
But, you could tell he was struggling. You hadn't taken him fully into your mouth and, yet, he was still panting with his head against the wall and his fists clenched. "You know I can hear you breathing from here, right?" You gave his cock a few languid strokes as you spoke.
"Stop." Eren rushed out as he finally brought his gaze down to you. You removed your hands from his dick and remained innocently knelt on the floor. He was so flushed it was almost comical. "You planned this."
"I didn't." Shaking your head, you shuffled closer.
"Then why do you keep smiling like that?"
"Because the pastors son is falling apart over me." You tilted your head to the side and shrugged.
Eren briefly laughed in the form of a scoff. "You're evil."
"Tell me you want me all of this to stop and I will." Bringing your eyes down to his hard cock, you watched the way it weighed itself down by its sheer heaviness. Eren couldn't just end things, you were sure of it. He was too turned on and you could see it in the angry red flush of his tip.
So, when he pulled your head closer, you weren't surprised. Instead, you decided to give him what he wanted. You gripped his cock with a loose hand before moving your mouth forward and taking him in. You felt his hands on your head grow tense at the sudden contact. When you closed your lips around the tip, he dug his fingers into your scalp with a hiss.
Flattening your tongue inside your mouth, you let it coat the underside of his length as you moved forwards, taking more of him in. Tilting your head back, you opened your eyes as best as you could and gazed at Eren with a mouth full of his dick. At that, his eyes snapped away and your mouth grew fuller as he briefly grew harder. "Don't do that."
As you pulled back, you smiled. Giving his tip a few kitten licks, you started to jerk him off again. "Still think the dress was a bad idea?"
"You like making me feel guilty?" Eren shot back.
"If you don't wanna see me in the dress I can take it off..." You removed your grip from his cock and moved to pull the short dress sleeves over your shoulders and down along your arms. With that, the entire torso of the dress was sent tumbling down to your mid section.
"No bra?" Eren's voice trembled and his face grew ten times warmer at the reveal.
"No panties either..." You smirked yet decided to keep the mystery of your lower half alive. You let the dress stay sat on your hips, your knees tucked underneath you as you reached for Eren's cock again.
"You're not nearly as innocent as everyone here thinks." Eren shook his head yet refused to look anywhere other than your exposed chest.
"Neither are you." Was all you said before your mouth was back on him and you were taking him in deeper.
"F-mmm..." Eren bit his lip, his head falling back against the wall behind him as he succumbed to the pleasure.
You began to move your head back and forth, feeling his warm cock fill your mouth with its girth. He was so hard and heavy inside you, the sheer weight of his cock on your tongue made your jaw ache. But, you couldn't stop. It felt so good to please Eren knowing that it went against everything he stood for. It was so wrong and you loved every second of it.
It wasn't like Eren could say he wasn't enjoying it. What with the way his hips were subtly jerking forwards each time you would move your mouth further along his shaft, you knew he was enjoying it way more than you were.
It didn't take long for Eren to let you know how good it truly was. As you nuzzled your nose into his pelvis as you reached the hilt of his cock, you heard him stifle out a moan. He seemed to have been taken aback by it as he almost reflexively straightened out.
But, it was just something that you loved to hear so much, it sent heat racing towards your pussy. So, you tried to pull another sound for him. Moving your tongue up and down from your completely deep throated position, you reached a hand up and began to massage his balls.
"Y/n-" Eren's cock flexed in your mouth once again as he choked out your name. He placed a hand on your head once again, pulling you slightly back.
However, as soon as he had moved you backwards enough, you were sliding right back down to his base and pulling a groan from his lips. And so, you did it again, and again, and again until your pace grew quicker and more sloppy.
You started to feel your eyes burn in the corners as you produced an ungodly amount of spit. However, the extra lubrication only made it easier for you to suck on Eren's cock. And, when you looked up, you found him almost completely unravelling.
His head was craned and veins littered their way along his arms as he held the back of his hand loosely over his mouth. A pink flush found its way beneath his conservative shirt and his chest rose violently. The image made your entire stomach flip.
Placing your arms along his thighs brought his attention back down to you. You eagerly looked up at him, happy to have his cock down your throat, as he struggled to not give into the dizzying feeling.
Once you released yourself from his dick with a 'pop', you couldn't help but give a toothy smile. "You're really trying not to curse, huh?" You kept your hands going along his— now completely slicked up with your spit— shaft as you spoke.
Eren ignored you, completely focused on the pleasure he was receiving. His eyes fluttered closed as his hips rolled with your movements. "Eren." Your voice brought his eyes to you once more.
"Yeah?" His voice deepened slightly, you could tell it was involuntary and that made it so much hotter.
"You sound different." You said it as it was, punctuating your words with a flick to his tip.
"Because you keep doing that." Eren leaned his head back against the wall as he spoke.
"Doing what?" You slowed the movements of your hands, teasingly stroking along his length.
"You're making me feel so good." He swallowed hard at the end of his sentence. "It's so good." Groaning, he brought his hands to your head and pulled you forward once again. "You have no idea what you do to me..." His words of encouragement helped you to oblige with his silent request.
You took him in your mouth once again, this time being guided by Eren's desperate grip. He moved his hips forward as he pulled your head into him. "You're driving me insane." One hand dropped from the top of your head to under your jaw, feeling for the swell in your throat with each thrust he made. "I can't think straight." He pulled you in further, thrusting deeper into the back of your throat and completely filling your mouth with his cock. "I feel like I'm losing my mind." He admitted with one final deep thrust before pulling your head back.
You gasped for air as you were let go, slightly sputtering as you wiped your mouth. But, fuck, you hadn't realised Eren could be so dominant. You couldn't help but smile to yourself as your eyes met Eren's once again. You really had broke him.
"You're really proud of yourself right now, aren't you?" His head tilted to the side.
"I didn't think you'd actually give in." You shrugged.
Eren pulled you up by your arms, encouraging you to stand and therefore letting your dress completely fall to your ankles. There you stood, completely bare in front of him. "You're making me lose every last bit of self control I had." His eyes darted all over your figure, heavy and completely shameless.
Eren had snapped so suddenly, you almost couldn't keep up. "You sound frustrated." You bit your lip.
"Because you keep teasing me and smiling about it." Eren pushed you back by your shoulders, making you step out of your dress.
"That got you really worked up." You crossed your arms over each other, taking another step back as Eren took a step forward.
"You think?" Eren tilted his head to the side in an intimidating manner.
The both of you moved, you stepping backwards and Eren following you until you reached the middle of the room. It wasn't until the back of your legs met the table with the hoodie that Eren had previously tried to make you put on that you spoke again. "Do you still feel guilty?"
Eren couldn't answer your question before he kissed you. Hard. His lips moved slowly yet roughly against you as his hands moved along your waist. He continued to kiss you as he smoothed his hands along the skin of your thighs before he lifted you by your legs and placed you on the table. He pulled away from the kiss, his eyes dipping down to briefly admire your body. "Ask me later."
He stepped back and pulled his own shirt off, revealing his, torso. You tried your best to not let your mouth drop in reaction because, holy shit, Eren was sculpted. It wasn't like he had given you much time to gawk at him because his lips were back onto yours instantly.
You heard him fumble with his pants one handed as he continued to kiss you, his free hand on your jaw and pulling you into him. Fuck, the way he kissed with so much passion and desperation made you so hot. All you could think about was the fact that he wanted you so badly and he really couldn't hold back anymore.
But, as the kiss grew heavier, steamier and more intense, you couldn't help but reach for Eren's dick once again. However, Eren slightly pulled away as he broke the kiss. "Wait." He panted, glancing down at the gap— or lack thereof— between you. "Condom?"
"Birth control." You pulled Eren back in for a kiss.
"Are you sure?" Eren muttered the words against your lips, barely caring to hear your reassurance as he kissed you harder.
"I'm sure." You smiled into the kiss. "It doesn't sound like you care either way." Giggling, you struggled to keep up with the passion that Eren kissed you with.
"You started this." He rested his forehead against yours.
"I'll finish it." You grabbed onto Eren's cock and began to line him up with yourself.
A mutual gasp formed between the two of you at the connection that you had been craving for what felt like years. His tip traveled through your slit with so much slip, your wetness coating the head of Eren’s dick.
"You're so wet." His eyes briefly glanced down before he looked at you with slightly parted lips.
"You're so hard." You gasped lightly as Eren moved forward, starting to nudge his tip at your entrance.
"Do you know what the worst part is?" Eren breathed as he held your waist with impossible grip. You hummed in questioning. "I can't even pretend that I don't want this anymore."
"I knew you wanted it." You bit your lip teasingly.
"I tried so hard not to touch you." He shook his head once he finally had his tip secured at your entrance. He moved his hand so that he had you held by both of your thighs. "But, you're so fucking tempting."
Hearing Eren curse for the first time had you flushing. You really did have no idea what you were doing to him. But, you loved whatever you had turned him into. So, when he thrusted into you, impaling you with his cock by pulling you down on it at the same time, you cried out. "Fuck!"
Eren groaned at the feeling, initially tossing his head back before looking down at where the two of you connected. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this..." He remained still inside of you, massaging your thighs as his face flushed with overwhelm.
Biting your lip, you let your head fall loose against your shoulders as you let the stretching pleasure invade you. Eren's length and girth felt so good inside of you. "You thought about this? Before?" You hiccuped your words out.
"I tried so hard not to." Eren bit his lip as he started to pull his hips back. You felt the friction against your sore entrance only for it to be overshadowed by the numbing pleasure that sent heat plummeting throughout your body.
"You tried so hard to be good." You pouted teasingly once again, only for Eren to place his hand on your chest and push you backwards.
"Don't keep saying things like that when you know what it does to me." He warned as your back made contact the table below you.
Eren placed your legs over his shoulders, making his dick reach impossibly deeper inside of you. You yelped as he snapped his hips forwards, filling you all the way into what felt like your throat in one go. "Oh my- Fuck-" You felt a slight tremble in your legs as Eren's length smoothed against the sensitive areas inside of you.
"You're making me lose my mind, Y/n." Eren groaned, unwilling to stop thrusting into you. His face was one of pure admiration, staring down at you as if you were a prize that he had finally earned. "Making me lose every ounce of self control I had." Letting his head fall back, he snapped his hips into you quickly and aggressively.
"Eren!" You cried out with each thrust, feeling heat build in your core before Eren finished off his series of thrusts with a long, deep thrust inside of you. "Fuck..." You heaved.
Removing your feet from resting on his shoulders, Eren spread your legs below him. He stared down at where the two of you connected, his pupils blowing out completely. "You're so much trouble." He reached out for your chest, grabbing your tits with firm hands. "So impossible." His eyes met yours, lidded and heavy. "Come here."
He leaned over, kissing you as he began to slowly rock his hips into you. The intimacy had your head spinning, your toes curling and your movements stuttering. You kissed Eren with unsure lips, the pressurised warmth in your lower abdomen being too much to ignore.
Eren's tip dragged against the roof of your walls as he grinded his hips, rubbing over the spot inside of you that had your breath hitching. You broke the kiss, gasping against Eren's mouth and widening your eyes. His dick impaled you, stretching you out and threatening to hit your cervix. "You're really hard.." You muttered under your breath, releasing a sigh as your back slightly arched off of the table.
"You feel so good." Eren kissed your cheek before leaning back. He hooked his arms under your thighs and secured his hands on the plushy insides as he began to thrust with more aggression. You could see each and every moment that he snapped just a tiny bit more by the look in his eyes. He had been restraining himself for so long that his new gaze was something completely foreign to you. It was different, heavier, lustier and something that made you feel hot.
Eren's eyes darted all over your body, as if he were studying it. He watched as your tits bounced, moaning at the sight before his eyes glanced at the thrusting motions he made watching as you took him all in. With each thrust he made, he increased his pace as well as his depth. Your wetness simply let him slide through your walls, hitting all of your good spots on both the way in and out.
"Oh my fucking god, Eren!" You squealed, feeling your legs tense as Eren fucked a tingly feeling into you. You clenched your hands into fists as your eyes screwed shut. Nevertheless, you just couldn't stop yourself from taking Eren's relentless pace.
He gripped you with such strength and fucked you with so much desperation that you didn't even think he realised how unintentionally hard he was going. He just seemed to be so entranced by your body that he just couldn't fucking stop. And, shit, you really didn't want him to either.
"Eren- you're so- oh fuck-" You weren't fully sure what you were trying to say but, you could barely get a word out. Gripping onto the sides of the table, you just let yourself succumb to the pleasure. Eren's cock felt so fucking good and it was something to do with the fact that Eren held you with impossible security that made you feel so much more pleasure. "You're gripping me really hard-" You hiccuped.
"Sorry." Eren loosened his hold on you, only for you to place your hands back over his, pushing down.
"Don't stop." You placed your lip between your teeth, looking up at Eren with a completely fucked out expression.
Eren's mouth slightly dropped open at your words. "Do you hear yourself?" At that, you felt him grow harder, larger and thicker inside of you. It made you yelp, feeling as if he could break you at any moment.
Bringing a hand to your clit, you pleasured yourself as Eren continued to thrust into you. He watched the way your fingers moved over your desperate nub, only growing more aroused at the action. "You keep- you're staring again." You breathed out, your eyebrows knitting together as you continued to sink into the feeling of your double pleasure.
"You've ruined me." Eren's eyes felt like fire on your body as he slowly lifted his gaze all the way to your eyes. "I can't stop." He gave a few deeper thrusts, moaning as he pulled you down and filled you with as much of his cock as he could. "You feel too good."
"You're so different-" You clenched around his dick as he finally nudged against exactly where you needed him. "Oh my god...”
"Because I'm not holding back." Eren placed a hand over your lower stomach, pressing down slightly as he continued to thrust.
"Fuck!" Your eyes rolled back as your legs trembled. The feeling of his tip rubbing frantically against your good spot felt so much better with Eren's hand aiding in the stimulation. You couldn't help but clench once again, your insides fluttering as the pleasure began to build up.
"I swear if you keep-" Eren cut himself off with a groan as you squeezed his dick once again. You watched as his eyes briefly fluttered shut and braced yourself as he gripped you tighter. "You look so- Fuck." His face flushed and his eyes remained lidded as he began to piston into you.
"Oh! Eren- that feels so- oh my god!" Your entire body filled with a prickly heat as Eren contined his unrelenting pace while you rubbed your clit. He fucked you so well you couldn't think straight, see straight, or lie down straight. You moved your body, up and down as you grinded against his cock.
Eren looked at you like he was in a trance, unable to stop thrusting as the pleasure felt so fucking good. However, as the punk flush on his face travelled to his chest, his thrusts began to grow less controlled. "I'm close." His words were rushed and strained, only making his voice sound hotter.
You simply nodded, feeling your own orgasm start to creep up. Pleasure filled you as Eren continued to thrust. He moved inhumanly fast inside of you, knocking the breath out of you and making your body sting with blistering heat. You moaned and cried, so fucking full of Eren's cock that you almost couldn't take it anymore. "Eren!”
"Fuck, Y/n. You're unbelievable." Eren fucked you deep, his dick twitching inside of you as he grew closer to his high. "You're gonna make me cum."
However, with both the penetration as well as stimulation on your clit, you were cumming before Eren. Your legs shook violently as your eyes rolled back and your back arched off the table. Somewhere between the moment you had started cumming and the moment you had lost coherence, Eren had pulled your hand away from your clit and replaced it with his tip.
He muttered something that you didn’t have the energy to decipher as he swiped the head of his dick along your clit, only further stretching out your orgasm. However, the feeling of the hot, wet splatters that squirted out onto your stomach before splaying out over your pussy brought you back to reality. You moaned as Eren rubbed his cock through your folds as he came, grinding against you as he prolonged both of your pleasure. He came a lot, repeatedly warming your skin with his sticky, hot streaks of cum.
Your stomach muscles twitched as he continued to move his tip along your sensitive clit, starting to overstimulate you as your orgasm washed over. But, it felt so right that you let him continue. He soon slowed however, letting out a few quiet moans as he lazily jerked himself off. A few more spurts of cum released, landing on you and coating your stained skin further.
"That was a lot..." You lifted yourself up and rested on your elbows, looking down at the pool of cum that Eren had left on you. Eren took a step back, staying silent apart from the hard swallow he took. "I mean, a lot of cum."
Eren flushed at that. Yet, he remained quiet as he tucked himself back into his pants. He scouted the room for a bit before his eyes landed on the hoodie he had offered you. He reached for it and handed it to you. "Use this for now."
You scoffed before using the spare hoodie to wipe your lower stomach, soaking up all of Eren's semen. "You're quieter." You tilted your head to the side.
"I'm preoccupied." He crouched down and picked your dress up before bringing it back over to you. "Put this back on." He placed it on the table beside you.
"You look nervous again." Your eyebrows raised.
"Because we're in a church." Eren cleared his throat, looking anywhere but you as he pulled the sleeves out of his inside out shirt.
"That didn't bother you earlier." You tossed the hoodie aside before slipping off of the table and stepping into your dress while Eren put his shirt back on.
"I wasn't thinking properly, earlier." Eren reached into his pocket and pulled out his necklace, the same necklace you had stuffed in there before he had kissed you.
"Do you regret it?" You reached for his wrist, stopping his movements.
Looking up at Eren, you watched as he visibly tensed. And then, he relaxed. He turned to look at you, his eyes no longer full of judgement. Yet, they weren't really full of admiration either. They held no weight to them. They were simply blank. "I don't regret it."
"You're looking at me differently now." You bit the inside of your cheek.
"Because now I know you're trouble."
"Now?" You raised an eyebrow.
"Now, I know how bad it is." He bit his lip, his eyes briefly— and definitely unintentionally— dropping to your cleavage.
"Wow." Your eyebrows raised.
"You've done enough damage for one day." He removed his wrist from your grip before placing the necklace back on.
"You know this makes you a hypocrite, right?" You crossed your arms over your chest.
Eren took a step closer to you. "Only if you tell someone." His voice was low and heavy. And then, he grabbed your cheek.
He pressed his lips against you. You blinked hard at the act, taken aback once again. You kissed him back however, letting your hand caress his neck as you moved your lips against him desperately. A few quiet smacking sounds filled the room before you swiped your tongue against Eren's lips, silently requesting entry.
At that, Eren pulled away. "I'll see you at service." He licked his lips before turning to the door. He opened it, quickly glancing back at you as he let himself out and finally, closed it behind him.
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