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summary: when Yoongi's gf sees the Oreo ad for the first time and crashes out over him licking the cookie.. suggestive silliness ensues!
tags: suggestive themes. Yoongi calls reader princess. Reader refers to their genitals as a "cookie" but other than that, there are no body descriptors.
author notes: sorry if this is horrible,, this is my first official fanfiction post here on tumblr,, and it's of Yoongi ofc. he's been my bias for a decade now !! #love that for me. also this work and blog are both 18+ so please MDNI !!
⤷ p1harmony x fem!reader (1x1) ༉‧₊˚. 150-200 w per member
˚₊‧꒰ა omorashi is a fetish in which participants experience arousal from having a full bladder or wetting themselves (or vice versa). ദ്ദി˙ ᴗ ˙ ) ˙ . ꒷
Literally, the best accident of his life. The first time it happened, he was so focused on making you cum just with his fingers that his brain tuned out your cries that you needed to pee. And that’s exactly what happened. When you peed, he first thought you’d squirted and felt full of himself, but when he looked at you crying out of embarrassment, he got so worried he almost cried too. After you told him, between sobs, that you’d peed, he comforted you by saying there was nothing to be ashamed of and prepared a bath to comfort you.
The next time it happened, he heard loud and clear that you needed to go to the bathroom, but chose to ignore it. He insisted on pressuring your bladder while flicking your clit as fast as he could until you peed all over his face. You learned not to feel ashamed of it after a while, so you made sure to be extra hydrated before letting him finger fuck you.
♯ theo
Taeyang is so mean for no reason at all. Why does he make you hold it in when he could just pull over and let you go to the nearest coffee shop? “Taeyang, I need to pee,” is what can be heard almost the whole time during the ride, but he ignores you and doesn’t even bother looking in your direction. It’s agonizing and almost painful the way your bladder begs for urgent relief, but your boyfriend is apparently annoyed by the wind and can’t spare five minutes of the trip for you to relieve yourself.
The only moment you see him giving you the slightest bit of attention is when you curl up in pain, resting your elbows on your thighs and trying to control your breathing. “Taeyang, please,” you can barely hold it in anymore, already feeling your panties damp and warm. “Let it go,” you hoped to hear anything but that. When you turn to face him, flustered, he’s already staring right back at you, waiting for you to pee right there. Unable to hold it any longer and as if you’ve been bewitched by Taeyang, you end up letting a little pee leak out, sighing with relief as you rest your head against the car window.
When you guys got home, he didn't even let you take a shower before he shoved his dick inside you.
♯ jiung
Jiung was familiar with piss kink in general because you had already asked to pee on him, but he immediately refused, disgusted by the idea. But ever since then, he hadn’t stopped thinking about what it would feel like on several occasions.
In any case, he would never say that to you, so to get what he wanted — but without making it obvious — he would tease you to the max and wait for you to say you needed to take a piss, just so he could respond that he would literally break up with you if you did. You’d cry in despair every time you didn’t know if you were going to cum or pee, while he shoved his fingers as deep as he could, lightly punched your bladder and laughed in your face.
The day you couldn’t help but let a little pee leak out, he spanked your pussy until it was completely red and didn’t speak to you until the next day. He would never break up with you for real, he just loved listening to you begging for him to stop while trying to hold the pee in.
♯ intak
If you peed and asked for Intak to lick your pussy, he would do it. Literally. You liked to humiliate him, and that’s exactly what you did. Whenever you needed to pee, you made a point of holding it in as long as you could until you started rubbing yourself against your boyfriend, who innocently gave you a helping hand and played with your pussy for you. When you couldn’t take any more stimulation, you’d pee all over your panties and say you had squirted, telling him to lick it up. He knew it was pee, but he’d suck your pussy until it was dry without any problem.
He also liked to hold his pee for you, but the situation was different. You were always sure of recording how stupid he was acting, crying and begging for you to let him go to the bathroom. On the other hand, you had fun giving him a footjob over his underwear: “Can’t hold it any longer?”, “If you pee on my feet, you’ll lick it clean,”.
♯ soul & jongseob
You, Shota, and Jongseob had been friends long enough for you to trust them and always be the first to fall asleep whenever you stayed over at each other’s houses. Big mistake. The day Jongseob saw a video online claiming that if you put a sleeping person’s fingers in hot water, they’d pee, Soul didn’t think twice before grabbing a bowl and heating up the water — just for the fun of it.
When the prank actually worked and they saw that you’d wet your pants through the little pair of pajama shorts you were wearing, Jongseob was surprised by his friend’s reaction: instead of laughing along with him, he was blushing like crazy and trying to hide his boner.
You were woken up in the middle of the night with soaked panties and the sight of your two best friends masturbating while staring at you. You’d find it disgusting, but then again, you’ve been friends for so long that you couldn’t say no to a double blowjob.
summary: it's hard to contain yourself around your boyfriend. lucky he's just as down bad as you are.
cw: suggestive, strong language, mentions of sex/sexual activities. MDNIsc: 20
a/n: first time writing for piwon i hope you like it also be nice to me please
tw: cannibalism, murder, mention of blood, unprotected sex
you didn’t ask to be born this way, to have these urges and crave what you do. you wondered if maybe this “habit” was passed down to you. did anyone else in your family do these things? or anyone you knew? but there was no way you could ever mention it or ask. how could you? all you knew was that you needed to leave home immediately before someone found out.
when you had your first it was so sudden, you didn’t know what came over you or even realized the severity of what you did until you were done. you panicked after seeing what was left of the person on the ground in front of you, it was like something took over your body and was controlling you and you loved every second of it. it felt so good, like nothing you’ve ever experienced or tasted. it completely changed you, like this is what you’ve needed your whole life. you’ve always felt like something was missing, like you didn’t belong or fit in anywhere. you could never truly explain the feeling, all you knew was what felt deep down. now you know it was true.
after seeing that you were covered in blood you rushed home, cleaned yourself up, quickly packed your belongings, wrote a note to your family making up some bullshit story about why you’re leaving and you left…
it’s been a year since you left home. you ended up learning you weren’t the only one. “eaters” is what people like you were called. you’ve started getting used to this extreme abnormality. you’ve meet others and they’ve guided you, teaching you everything you need to know. somewhat easing you into this new lifestyle. you’ve learned how to do it carefully so you don’t get caught and how to clean up. you know to not stay in the same place for too long just in case, but that’s never bothered you because you also learned how to find others by their scent. so you always end up finding another wherever you move to.
that’s how you found jongseob. you just recently relocated again and walking around one day you smelled the smell that always led you to another so you followed it. you ended up at an abandoned gas station. you walk to the back of it and that’s where you find him, sitting on the ground, trying his best to clean himself off. he must have just ate but you don’t see a body, only the blood that’s on him and the ground. when he finally notices you he quickly stands up. he goes to speak but before he can, you do.
“it’s okay, i’m.. one too, you know.” you say softly, reassuring him. “how did you know i was here?” he asks. “i smelled you.” you say “i learned how too awhile ago” you explain. “i didn’t know we could do that.” he says as he finishes cleaning himself up and starts walking around to the front of the gas station. you follow him, “what if someone sees you? you still have blood on you” he stops walking and looks back at you. “it’s getting dark, i’ll be fine.” you look down at your feet, deciding if you should keep talking to him. he starts walking again and you start talking again. “i’m y/n by the way, and i just moved here” you say as you continue to follow him. “i never stay in the same place too long after eating and you’re the only one i’ve meet since i’ve been here” you say, and start wondering if you’re telling him too much. he stops again and turns to you, looking as if he’s trying to make a decision as well. “i’m jongseob” he says and simply nods his head signaling you to follow him and you do.
another year has passed and you could never have imagined two years ago that you’d be living with and being so deeply connected too someone that also shares this deep craving inside you. he knows every sickening secret about you, and you every one of his. since meeting, you and jongseob a have moved around quite a lot but you finally have a place now. its peaceful and quiet, but you know that only lasts until you both get hungry.
right now you’re in bed, waiting for him to get out of the shower. recently you’ve been thinking about the day the two of you met and how he seemed to have just finished eating when you saw him but there was no body to be found which you thought was a little strange. you never asked about it because it slipped your mind but since you remembered, you’re curious and want to ask. he finally gets out of the shower and comes into the bedroom, puts on something to wear for bed and climbs into bed with you, giving you a kiss. “seob? can i ask you something?” you ask, shifting so you’re facing him. “of course” he says, running a hand through your hair. “you remember when we met right?” you ask, and cup his face. “yea why? he asks continuing to run his fingers through your hair. “you had just finished eating right?” he nods with an “mhm” “where was the body? i only remember seeing blood on the ground” you say now rubbing your thumb over his cheek. he moves closer to you, pulling you against him. “i ate it.” he says and kisses you. “i know but..” you begin and he kisses you again, rolling over so he’s on top of you.
“i ate it, all of it” he says looking down at you. he leans down and starts kissing your neck. “every single part.”he kisses down your body until he’s between your legs. he looks up at you “have you ever?” he asks and slides your underwear down your legs. “no, i’ve never eaten the full thing.” you say looking down at him. “i didn’t know that was even possible, wouldn’t that hurt?” he shakes his head, “no, it feels so fucking good, i’ll show you how one day if you want.” he whispers as he spreads your legs and leans in, licking up your slit. you gasp and grab onto his hair, eyes rolling back into your head. he starts focusing on your clit, making you cry out. “you always taste so good” he murmurs as he continues licking and sucking between your legs. your back arches as he keeps going, already feeling close to cumming. “seob” you whimper and he pulls away, crawling up your body and kissing you messily. “i love you so much” he says and starts sliding himself out of his pajama pants. “i love you too” you say, kissing him and he starts rubbing his cock through your folds before sliding in. you both gasp at the feeling. he leans down burying his face in the crook of your neck and starts to move. slow, deep thrusts. hitting all the places that make you squirm. “you feel so good” you moan out and he starts going faster, sucking on your neck as he does. “fuck you’re gonna make me cum” he says breathing heavily. “me too” you whimper. “cum on my cock” he moans looking down at you. your stomach tightens at his words, mouth hanging open and panting as he makes you cum, he keeps thrusting, fucking you through your orgasm before he cums too, filling you completely. you pull him down on top of you holding him tightly as you both recover from the pleasure.
you both lay there like that for awhile, enjoying the feeling of being so close to one another. you lift his head, holding his face between your hands, looking at him lovingly. “you know i’d let you have me right? like if it ever came down to it” you say, eyes scanning his face. “baby… i could never” he says, brushing hair from your face. “but i’d want you too, that’s how much i love you. you could rip me apart, and make me apart of you forever.” he looks down at you and almost looks likes he’s about to cry but realizes you’re being serious, you’re the most precious thing he’s ever laid eyes on and he’s never been so in love before. “i love you that much too” he says trying not to get choked up. “and i’d let you have me the same way, consume me, inside and out, have me in a way no one else ever could.” all you can do is hug him, pulling him back down onto you. running your hands in his hair. he leans up, kissing your lips before speaking, “are you hungry?” he asks smiling, you smile and nod. “let’s go out” he says sitting up and pulling you to sit up with him. “i can show you how to eat the full thing”
Summary: Tired of the endless misery of being an omega in the corporate world, Y/N takes a chance: she quits her job and buys a ticket to Vegas. There, she meets an alpha who changes her life---for the worse? For the better? Only time can tell. It's jaded and imperfect, but it's love.
A/N: Hello everyone!! I am alive :D After the worst writer's block I've ever had, I'm back with a new OT7 x reader fic! Now, I will admit I have not completed writing this AU but I have a good portion of it done so I hope you guys will enjoy it <33 Also, if anyone's up for it, I'd like to start doing taglists and even some polls for future chapters!!! Any thoughts, please let me know as I've never done it this way before. This fic will also be cross-posted to AO3 for anyone who'd prefer to read it there.
CONTENT WARNINGS : SMUTTY, aot boys as #the other woman af, cheating, infidelity on a made up boyfriend of yours, no cheating on the boys tho or on you, unprotected sex, creampies, oral f!receiving, fingering, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, mutual masturbation, phone sex, consensual photo taking during sex, inappropriate use of fruits (?), slight angst to smut in one of the scenarios, semi public sex, brief mirror sex, and slight jealous sex
TRIGGER WARNINGS : as stated above, this does involve a prominent theme of cheating and while its on a made up person, if it isn't your cup of tea and/or could be potentially triggering please do not read or engage. aditionally, reiner's scenario is lowkey angsty but has a good ending! the reader's bf is also a piece of shit in every scenario, no abuse is depicted other than neglect/insinuations of manipulation, besides that nothing else comes to mind, but pls lmk if i missed smth ! (also floch is mentioned as reader's bf in one of the scenarios but it's just to drive the plot im so sorry)
includes : eren, armin, jean, and reiner
word count : 6k
what's playing 🎧 : you right by doja cat
a/n : hiii okay so i know i didn’t include all the boys like i usually do but i accidentally went a liiiittle crazy with these scenarios and was worried that it got too long, so i just decided to make a part two for connie, levi and erwin! i hope you guys don’t mind and still enjoy this one >_<!!
eren
eren is the walking embodiment of “can he fight tho?” when you tell him you’ve got a boyfriend
girl he dgaf!
he especially didn’t gaf when you told him about your sorry excuse of a boyfriend
eren attends the same university as you, much to your bf’s misfortune
but eren firmly believes that if your pussy of a boyfriend knew what was going on between you two, he wouldn’t even deserve the right to complain or be bothered because he isn’t treating you right!
he thinks every beautiful girl deserves two boyfriends anyway
however, if you were his, like…completely his? he wouldn’t share at all
but that's neither here nor there
he remembers fondly, how pretty you looked when he had gone up to you on the first day of class, asking if he could sit beside you
with that sweet smile of yours, you politely informed him you were saving it for your boyfriend
“i don’t see him anywhere.” eren pointed out, glancing around
“h-he’ll be here soon!” you were reassuring yourself more than you were eren
he eventually wore you down, compromising with a, “well can i keep you company ‘til he comes in?”
you supposed it was harmless enough, besides, it was the first day of a new course, and you needed all the friends you could get
but eren didn’t want to be your friend, he wanted to know how your pussy felt wrapped around him while he fucked you from the back – raw
but it’s fine, he needed to learn patience anyway
time rolled by and inevitably, your professor commenced the class all while your boyfriend was nowhere to be found
eren smirked at you, shrugging as he boldly squeezed your knee, fleetingly of course
his touch lingered just long enough to where you felt how big and warm his hand was but not too long to where it was inappropriate
“guess he’s ditchin’ the first day then, huh?”
you sighed, feeling dejected as you nodded solemnly
eren felt bad for you, he really did
a pretty girl like you shouldn’t be left unattended to, not when there’s guys like eren who will circle you like a vulture, ready to claim you as his own
for awhile, you actually forgot about your boyfriend’s lack of presence (eren would soon make this a recurring theme for you)
because of the fact that you had eren there, and he was more of help to you than your boyfriend would’ve been
eren was surprisingly fast at taking down notes, and good at making them more comprehensive to understand.
he’d scoot closer to you until your thighs touched, sliding his notebook besides yours so you could copy off of him
and when class ended, he walked out to the quad with you, sitting beside you near the campus cafe while you waited for your boyfriend
shocker, he never showed.
he just sent you a half assed text with some bullshit about how he wasn’t feeling well and how he’ll maybe see you later
you accepted it dejectedly, sending a sweet, understanding text back while eren nearly puked in his mouth while peeking over your shoulder to read it
“kind of a dick move though don’t you think?” he asked, nodding towards your phone
and of course, there you were, defending that asshole like you always used to do
eren just shrugged and stood up, motioning for you to follow
“whatever. but hey, if you ever get tired of being ignored, you can always call me.” he winked, opening the door for you to the cafe
you rolled your eyes dismissively, laughing it off while walking into the cafe
still, you did feel a little flushed from the attention given by such a handsome guy, not having felt desired like that in a long time
so maybe you entertained him more than you should’ve, but who could blame you? your boyfriend was such a boring flake, what were you to do?
eren bought you a muffin and a coffee, ignoring your pleas of paying him back
“you could give me your number. that’d be paying me back and then some.” he offered, smiling a handsome smile while handing you his phone
you squinted at him, a small grin on your lips betraying the feigned look in your eyes as you accepted
“for studying purposes only.” you stated the caveat of having your number after you gave him back his phone
he smirked, nodding as he slid it back into his pocket. “for studying purposes only.” he repeated back
yeah, studying purposes his ass
before you knew it you found yourself calling up eren whenever your boyfriend would bail on you, always seemingly in a state of forgetfulness when it came to you
and soon enough eren was no longer just a distracting shoulder to cry on, he was a shoulder you could sink your teeth into or claw at while he fucked the sadness out of you from being neglected
he gave you more attention than you knew what to do with, always planting warm and firm kisses everywhere,
especially in places your boyfriend never even thought to kiss
but to eren? everywhere that was you was free reign to kiss
he fucks you harder than your boring boyfriend ever did, and you actually let eren go raw, whereas you used to make your bf wear condoms
initially you made eren do the same, swearing it was just a one time thing
but the second time he had you?
you peeled the condom off of him yourself, breathless and too horny for logic, just desperate to be skin to skin
eren always makes you cum, and you’re lucky if he lets you off with only two orgasms instead of the 3 or 4 he draws out of you
he loves your pussy, he tells you every time you’ve got the prettiest one he’s ever seen
he praises your body, always taking the time to kiss his way between your thighs, loving how without fail you squirm and raise your hips to his mouth – always so impatient
he loves fucking you in mating press, gripping your throat and forcing you to look at him while his cock hits your cervix, watching you struggle to respond when he asks who owns your cunt
“y-you ‘ren, s’yours, always yours,” you’d cry out, and he’d make you babble about how he owns your pussy while he fucks his cum into you
it’s gotten to the point where you don’t even let your boyfriend have sex with you anymore, finally noticing that he seems to understand what attention is whenever he wants to fuck
but you don’t want his dick anymore, not when you’ve got a bigger and better one giving it to you the way you’ve always deserved
“should let him try and go down on you tonight. let him see the fuckin’ mess i made down here.” eren snickered the most recent time you guys had hooked up, gently covering your leaking pussy with the gusset of your panties, watching the way his cum pooled over the delicate material
and for a moment, you actually considered it, but instead of answering verbally, you just brought him back up to kiss you, knowing it would probably just lead to another orgasm
(it did)
armin
armin is unironically the boy best friend you tell your bf not to worry about
and at first, you genuinely meant it
armin’s been your friend since you two were just babies
and that’s also how long he’s loved you :(
armin’s seen so many of your boyfriends come and go that after awhile he stopped getting so devastated whenever a new one surfaced
because at some point he realized that he was the common denominator still standing whereas they were a short lasting dime a dozen
that’s not to say it didn’t still hurt like a bitch to see you on some other dude’s arm
“you have got to start playin’ some offense man.” connie would tell him, but he’d just wave off the notion of liking you altogether, despite the fact that all your friends except for you saw right through him
however, armin won’t lie, he’s getting sick and tired of you coming to him abt your bf
he loves u, he loves being here for u, but oh my god girl, get up!!
“i just don’t really feel a spark anymore — i don’t think i ever did…” you murmured while laying in armin’s bed, your head to his chest while he had his arms around you, y’know, like friends do.
“then why don’t you leave him?” he asked the obvious, a low huff in his voice
“because i think i love him?” you sighed and armin rolled his eyes, groaning in pain silently behind you
he pulled apart from you at that, and you were surprised with yourself at how much you really disliked that
he shifted around, resting on his knees as he held your forearms, and you glanced down, swallowing hard
‘were armin’s hands always this… big and… pretty?’
“does he make you happy?”
“yes?”
he said your name with a gentle exasperation “are you asking me or telling me?”
you just sighed tiredly, looking away from his intense gaze
“do you even like being around him? spending time with him? does he add any kind of quality to your life? besides a negative one?”
“no…” your voice cracked and you peered into armin’s beautiful blue eyes…did they always make you this nervous?
“then why do you stay?” he asked, seemingly frustrated. not even really with you, just with the fact that you felt so close yet so far from him
“i…i don’t know, ‘min.”
“sometimes.. i…i think that what i feel for you is what i’m supposed to be feeling for him…” you admitted softly and he snapped his gaze up at you, whiplashed from how fast he looked up at you and from your statement… mostly from your statement
you don’t even remember who initiated the kiss first, all you remember is your faces drawing in together like two magnets
armin made you cum so hard that night
first on his fingers, forcing you to kiss him while you came, too addicted to your lips to let you try and pull away — especially when he’d been waiting so long to press his lips to yours
then he ate your pussy until you couldn’t handle the stimulation, but even then, he pleaded with you from between your thighs
his sweet puppy eyes and glistening lips convincing you to simply endure the mind numbing pain filled pleasure from having another orgasm forcefully pulled from you
and when he finally fucked you?
geekiness be damned, that nerd can fuck !
he had his face buried in your neck, whispering how much he loves you – loves your pussy, while he fucked you, rolling his hips in steadily and deep, wanting nothing more but for you to feel as good as he felt
your legs had him trapped inside you, firmly tightened around his hips while your fingers tugged on the back of his blonde hair
he’d wince, but still kiss away your worries of hurting him
“m’not made of glass,” he’d breathe out, airy and humorous, his reassurance melting into a shaky moan when you’d clench around him
“you can do whatever you want to me,” he’d murmur, his voice struggling to stay even amidst the low moan rumbling from his throat
“waited so long f’this, you’re so perfect, so so perfect,” he’d ramble in your shoulder, nipping at your skin, losing himself in a dizzying pleasure while still in disbelief that he finally got to have you like this
safe to say that wasn’t the only round you guys had that night
soon you were the one who blew off your boyfriend, giving him halfhearted excuses of how you had a study date with armin
you even started to decline his calls or facetimes because you were already on one with armin, angling your phone down to allow him the view of you rubbing your clit while you whimpered his name
and he’d prop his phone at just the right angle for you, letting you watch him stroke his cock while your name fell from his lips, and about how he wished so desperately that you were with him
slowly but surely your bf began to grow weary about how much time you spent with armin, but you didn’t really care, he could leave at any time he wanted, you were too immersed in armin to put effort into him anyway
“where are you, i thought we were going out tonight?” he had called you, standing outside your door with visible frustration
“busy, babe. studying at armin’s right now,” you answered shakily, covering your mouth behind your hand while armin slowly slid in, filling you to the hilt inch by inch with his fat cock, watching smugly at how your thighs trembled on either side of him
“again? are you fucking kidding me? how many goddamn exams do you have to take, this is like the 5th time this week! i swear to god if you’re cheating on me with that fucking –”
armin bottomed out completely, burying his cock as far as it could go inside you, chuckling silently when your body jerked violently, your hips arching shakily as you struggled to remain silent
“armin’s just my best friend babe, you don’t have to worry about him. promise.” you reassured all while armin began to fuck his cock into you, watching your cunt swallow his thick length
then later that night, after armin had cum in you (multiple times) he held your naked sleeping body, and snapped a picture, sending it to your boyfriend.
well, soon to be ex
he sent the pic of your bare back with a few suspicious white stains on your spine and small of your back, all with his arm slung around you
paired with the text : she was never yours. before promptly blocking him for you
what a good bestie armin is !
jean
jean has always been about bros before hoes!
before you of course
but when you came along, he decided that maybe he was being too hasty
and well…maybe some hoes could be before bros…
not that you’re a hoe or anything! jean very well thinks he could be in love with you
and while he always thinks he’s in love with a girl whenever she’s pretty and nice to him
he swears up and down that this is the real thing
even though you are his friend’s girlfriend
he figured that love just likes to play funny games like that from time to time
he likes floch and all but seriously… what the hell are you doing with a guy like that?
floch has always been a try hard idiot, even back in high school
actually, especially in highschool
they were in jrotc together and jean was only there to fluff up his college applications
whereas floch was dick riding eren the entire time as if they were really about to go off into war with eren as the commander
it was so pathetic
jean really wishes you could’ve seen it for yourself all those years ago, maybe you would’ve chosen him instead of floch
he feels pretty fucked up for feeling all of this and for even growing resentment and animosity towards his friend because of his feelings for you
despite this, he does still like floch at the end of the day
it’s hard for him to not like the guy, considering most of his formative years included floch along with the rest of their friend group
but goddamnit, what did he have that jean didn’t!
he had met you in his photography class, and you two clicked immediately
your laugh was as beautiful as you are
and you did this cute thing where when you’d giggle too hard you’d grab onto jean’s wrist for stability
made him weak right in the knees
you two exchanged socials and when he asked if you were free the next day to maybe hangout you declined regretfully, stating you were seeing your boyfriend that day
boyfriend?!
“you’d love him! look here he comes now!”
and there came floch’s bitch ass
“jean? what the hell hey man!” that asshole had the audacity to pull jean in for a hug
“this is my girlfriend, i’ve been meaning to bring her around the guys to properly introduce her, but i guess you get the pleasure of meeting her first!”
no it would’ve been more of a pleasure if he met you before floch did
“oh no way you guys know each other? that’s so funny!” you beamed innocently
jean wanted to die right then and there
however as time passed you grew pretty close to jean, forming a tight knit bond that was more special than any of the other friendships you formed with the rest of their friends
you loved all of the friend group, but you were just closer to jean for reasons you couldn’t exactly pinpoint
maybe one of them was the fact that he made you feel safe in a way that not even your boyfriend could
all floch did was talk and expect you to be all ears but then wouldn’t bother to give you the same decency when you wanted to speak
he talked about his jrotc days as if he actually served in the military
after awhile you found your mind drifting off to jean whenever floch would get in these tirades about how he could’ve actually enlisted if he didn’t tear his acl while playing basketball with eren
you’re not sure how much of that you believe…
either way you honestly didn’t even care, you just wished you could spend more time with his friend rather than him
jean always came in clutch though, he’d sneak off with you at kick backs or bonfires, and just talk with you, not at you
you two bonded over photography, and you soon became his muse, his favorite thing to see behind his lens
you even gifted him a new lanyard for his camera, going as far as to embroider a heart into it
how could he not fall in love with you?
progressively you started to raincheck floch more and more to hangout with jean
you two would occasionally visit places like color me mine and paint each other mugs or bowls
(you actually have matching mugs)
you two were also each other’s go to partners for projects in your class, b-lining to each other the second your instructor announced that you had to work in pairs
your most recent project was the beginning of the end to the facade of platonic interest you both were wearing
your project was a conceptual assignment, you had to build a story via a photo essay with minimal text
of course jean had a minor freudian slip and suggested you guys build a story off of the concept of temptation
however you agreed, unsure as to why the idea resonated so much with you
he started off with taking photos of you in his garden back at home, kneeling before you and pointing his camera up while you gazed at him behind the flowers his mom had planted
and then you both were in his attic, he had laid some sheer cream colored fabric down near the window, gently prompting you to lay down atop of them
he aided you in covering your body with the nectar of smashed pomegranates, strawberries, blueberries and plums, staining your skin along with the silk nightgown he helped you thrift
“do i look okay?” you asked softly, watching him look above you with his camera in hand
“you look,” he swallowed hard, clenching his jaw
“you look beautiful.” he said quietly but his words rung in your ears as if he screamed it
“thank you.” you murmured almost silently, like you were too shy to accept his words
after taking a few photos, he crouched down on his knees before you, letting his camera hang down his chest, his hands hovering above the hem of your nightgown
“is it okay if i adjust this?” he asked, trying to ignore the heat climbing from his neck and up his cheeks
you nodded, feeling a heat of your own fan across your face
he carefully lifted the nightgown just slightly up your legs before slowly untying the ribbon at the top of the gown, his breath becoming labored at his own actions
he dipped his thumb into the bowl of fruit and gently drew across your bottom lip, letting the juice trickle down your chin
before you knew what you were doing, you took his thumb between your lips and sucked
he gaped at you, unsure if what was happening was reality or if he had died and gone to heaven
he said your name brokenly, like he was clinging onto his one last shred of decency
but when you just took his thumb further down your mouth he said fuck it, and pulled it out, replacing it with his lips instead
he kissed you hard and sucked the juice clean off your lips, staining his own with the taste of the fruit and of you
you pulled him down along with you onto the fabric, your sticky sugary hands cupping his cheeks and holding him greedily as you kissed him
he moaned into your mouth, his pomegranate stained hands clutching at your soft thighs, traveling up and under your nightgown to spread you open and hike your legs around his hips before ridding himself of his camera
he licked the fruit juice off your chest, groaning as he indulged in your sweet skin
“wanted you for so long,” he breathed out against you, kissing every available inch of skin
“me too,” you whimpered back, grinding up against him
jean fell victim to his impatience and his hunger, impulsively moving to tug your panties off
he devoured your cunt — completely ravenous while grinding against the floor of his attic while he flicked his tongue over your clit
he swiped some of the fruit juice off of your thighs and smeared it over your clit, ducking back down to lick you clean
and when you begged him for his cock? he knew he was a goner
despite how utterly soaked you were, it was a hassle getting him inside you from how fucking huge he is
but he just hovered above you, kissing you lovingly while he rubbed your clit, easing you into taking him
he fucked you with a sense of urgency, like if he moved too slow he’d lose you right before his eyes
you sobbed his name, like a beautiful angel beneath him, glowing from the light peeking in through the cracks of the window, your stained nightgown pooled around you like fallen wings
he clambered for his camera, hoisting one of your legs around his waist while he slowed his thrusts, slowly pounding into you hard as he took photos, making sure to keep your fused lower halves out of the frame
he ripped the neckline of your gown and trickled more juice along your chest and collarbones, snapping a few more photos before discarding the camera once more to eat you alive
you were left laying panting beside him, your body leaking with his cum and fruit juice
and when you could stand without nearly tumbling down, he guided you into the shower and washed you clean, kissing your shoulder gently while delicately gliding the loofah over your body
from then on that was far from the last time you guys had a sex induced photoshoot
and jean couldn’t help but to think back on it the most recent time he had hung out with floch and all their friends at a bar
“it’s getting on my fucking nerves, she never wants to have sex anymore and even when we used to, she was always so… boring, y’know?”
“and she never wanted to do anything freaky. but i bet you and that girl you refuse to introduce us to do some crazy shit though huh?” floch had nudged jeans arm, using his free one to bring the rim of his beer bottle up to his lips
jean thought about the polaroid sitting in his wallet of you spreading your cunt open and letting his cum pour out of your used hole
he shrugged, smiling casually while taking a swig of his beer “nah. not really.”
reiner
you and reiner were… friends… sorta
you used to see each other and go on dates and such
and maybe occasionally hook up
it didn't start off as anything serious at first, it was just casual fun
but then it slowly progressed into something with deeper, more intense feelings
however before it could blossom into its full potential, your shitty ex that you just couldn’t get over came back into the picture, and all that you were beginning to build with reiner drifted away
you liked reiner, you really did, but your ex had such a hold on you that you couldn’t shake off
but reiner really liked you, in fact he never stopped
so when you said you didn’t want to lose him as a friend, he clung to that, figuring that having you in his life any way that he could was worth it
even if he had to watch you get back into a relationship with someone who was no good for you
it was torture, watching you hang off a guy who did not care about you, especially not as much as reiner
but luckily, you continued to hang out with him, even after a dry spell of not seeing each other for a while, presumably because of your stupid boyfriend
he really fucking hates that guy
and reiner hated the fact that you still invited him over to watch movies, always looping your arm with his and resting your head against his shoulder, completely unaware that he’s watching you instead of the movie
and the way you looked at him…
like maybe you still wanted him too
it filled him with false hope that perhaps you did still have feelings for him, and that maybe you’d be able to break free from whatever shackles your shitty bf has on you and be with him instead
what reiner wasn’t aware of, was the fact that you wouldn’t necessarily associate his yearning with false hope…
after getting back with your ex you slowly began to realize the obvious; he ain’t shit!
but isn’t he what you wanted?
why aren’t you satisfied?
maybe because the only time you felt content was with reiner
and as you watched him talk with historia one night at some random club, you found yourself feeling wounded
but you didn’t deserve to be, you had your crappy ex that you wanted sooo bad back in your life, why should you care about what reiner does?
but fuck it! you did care
enough to where you pulled him away from her, giving a half assed excuse that eren was about to drunk–fight jean again and you needed reiner’s help to pull them apart
“alright, where are those two idiots?” reiner had grumbled, searching above your head to find them
you huffed, folding your arms as the alcohol in your system had you feeling both sensitive from watching him talk to an old flame and emboldened to give him a piece of your mind about it
“the only idiot here is you, reiner.” you snapped, and his face screwed up with pure shock, glancing down at you
“I’m sorry – did i miss something?”
“yes! no! i don’t know!” you groaned, face planting into your hands
he said your name softly but confusedly, reaching down to hold your wrists
you pulled away, looking up to glare at him
“you were talking to historia!” you finally exclaimed, and he folded those big…big strong arms of his over his chest, raising a brow
“uh huh. and?”
“you used to be like – in love with her right?” you asked, looking up at him irritatedly
“look, i don’t really see why this is relevant, or why you care so much.” he began to grow irritated with you as well, utterly bewildered with the situation
“because! didn’t you say she broke your heart or whatever? you’ll just get sucked back in with her and get hurt all over again!” you yelled over the music, as if your reasoning was the most obvious thing in the world
he stared at you blankly, shocked at the pure hypocrisy and irony in your words
“alright, i’ll bite,” he exhaled, grabbing your upper arm and pulling you into a quieter area of the club, dragging you like you weighed nothing
“first of all, she didn’t break my heart, it was a small crush back in high school and i was bummed for maybe a week – but you know why it wasn’t a big deal?” he asked, narrowing his eyes at you
“because she’s a lesbian! we were talking about her girlfriend, ymir just now before you got all jealous and pulled me away —”
“whoa, okay, i… i am not jealous reiner,” you laughed nervously, shaking your head
he chuckled sardonically, at his wits end with you
“really?” he stepped closer, trapping you against the back of a booth and with his broad frame
and when you didn’t answer, he just laughed, shaking his head
“i don’t believe you.” he said simply, smiling jeeringly
“and you know what else i don’t believe,” he leaned down, invading your personal space
“i don’t believe that you buy into your own bullshit. because if you really stood by that logic, your boyfriend would be the last guy you’d ever reach out to. but here you are.” his eyes flickered over you with anger and it made your heart ache but embarrassingly enough, it made your cunt ache too
“that’s… that’s different i–”
“no! it’s not! you’re just addicted to the adrenaline that comes with wondering if he’ll fucking remember you exist or not today, you let yourself get walked all over while knowing that…that someone else out there could treat you so much better.”
“oh what, someone like you?” you scoffed, glaring up at him
“yeah.” he answered seriously, staring down at you, caging you in with his presence alone
your mouth went dry and you stayed silent for a moment, not expecting him to have responded so confidently
“prove it.” you said, your voice drowned out by the music, and even though he heard you, he wanted you to say it again
“say that for me one more time.” he bent down lowering his ear to you
you held his broad shoulder, going up on your tippy toes to whisper in his ear
“prove it, reiner.”
oh and he absolutely did
he dragged you to the bathrooms and locked the door behind him, damning everyone in the club to only rely on one bathroom for the night
he hauled you up and on top of one of the sinks and pressed you against the mirror, cupping your face in his large hands and pulling you in for a heated kiss
he moaned in your mouth, nearly bruising a kiss into you, wanting for you to feel him whenever your boyfriend tried to kiss you
“you’re so unfair,” he groaned, trailing burning kisses down the side of your throat
“one second you want him, the next you maybe want me,” he murmured between planting his lips hotly and firmly along your throat and collarbones
“i need you to tell me what you want. now.” he uttered lowly, looking up at you from beneath your chest, his warm palms curled over your hips pleadingly
you cupped his face, leaning down towards him
“i want you reiner.”
and he gave you all of him, with his hips flush to your ass, fucking you from the back while he forced you to watch yourself get impaled over and over on his cock in the mirror
his hand splayed tightly over your womb, pressing down while the other gripped the sink, his chin in your shoulder while he kissed desperately into your neck
he fucked you as if it were the first and last time, wanting to fuck the shape of his cock into you, knowing your stupid bf would never fit the mold his fat cock left in you
“i love you,” he moaned shakily into your skin, traveling between your grinding bodies to rub your clit while he fucked you, pushing your legs further apart to give himself better access
your panties grew slightly taut around your calves from the way you had to part your legs, breathless from the perfect, fluid motions of his hips and from his declaration, your heart soaring with adoration
“i love you,” you cried out, and he nearly came in you the second he heard you say it back
all night patrons from the club banged on the door and both of your phones were blowing up, but neither of you cared in that moment
all you cared about was being with reiner and how fucking good it felt to have sex with someone again who actually valued you and your pleasure
from then on you paid as little attention to your bf as he did you, always too engrossed with reiner to give a shit as to what he was off doing
reiner had been making up for all the lost time you two had from your lack of sex due to you getting back together with your ex
and he made you cum more times than that loser ever did
he’d eat your pussy upstairs at house parties while your boyfriend searched for you downstairs, completely unaware you were sobbing another man’s name while his was completely devoid in your mind
you could never seem to get out of reiner’s bed
not when he’d cradle you from behind and rove his warm hands over your body languidly while his hips moved into yours, filling your cunt like no one else ever has, pushing into your g-spot while his fingers worked your clit
he’d whisper how beautiful you look laying beside him like this, how fucking good you feel while he takes you
and sometimes he’d shed his gentleness after having to be in the same vicinity as your asshole bf for too long
he’d be fucking you just like that, where he was your big spoon and was cradling you lovingly, but then he’d shift around and push you onto your stomach, his hands squeezing and groping your ass, spreading you open to watch himself pound into you
“tell me you’re mine — lemme hear it,” he’d grunt, slamming his hips into your ass
you’d sob, clawing at his sheets while you laid there, feeling his cock slide into you relentlessly, almost angrily
“i-i’m yours reiner, yours!” you’d hiccup through a series of wobbly moans, the forcefulness of his cock fucking into you rendering your speech to come out a little garbled
“yeah? is that what you tell him?” he’d hiss, pulling out all the way only to slam back in
“n-no j-just you, m’all yours, only yours!”
reiner came in you hard, surprising himself with how much cum he pumped inside you
when he pulled out, he held you close to his chest, feeling how your heart raced with his
when both of your breathing had steadied, he finally broached the topic of you leaving your boyfriend
he expressed how he was worried you hadn’t left him yet because you were still in love with him, and not with reiner
you promised that it wasn’t the case at all, and that you only loved him, reiner . your sweet doting reiner
it’s just that you sincerely pushed your bf so far back into your mind you forgot you had to sever things officially and it just ghost each other
the conversation ultimately concluded with you agreeing to break up with him the next day
after it was all said and done you came back to his place, at last freed from the shackles of your stupid boyfriend
that night you two had sex with a condom, and you were confused as to why he wanted to, considering you guys always did it raw
“i just won’t have time to get you plan b tomorrow angel, i’m sorry, i promise i’ll make it up to you.”
in reality he just wanted to save the condom so he could throw it into the box filled with the stuff you planned to give back to your ex
your ex was confused when he saw reiner be the one to hand him the box full of his stuff, and was especially confused as to why reiner was smiling so hard the whole time
“left a little somethin’ extra in there for you man. from me and her.”
“i got a man but i want you, it’s just nerves, it’s just dick, makin’ me think about someone new.”
