█▓▒▒░░░Cream pie, Eren Yeager░░░▒▒▓█
KINKTOBER day 3:
Eren Yeager
KINKTOBER MASTERLIST HERE
[NOTE]
School is kicking my ass so hard. I’m also sleep deprived and tired from work but these are so fun to do. MHA S8 came out so I was really excited. Day 4 coming out soon. Love yall!!
!WARNINGS!
(Sloppy sex, cream pie, cum play, dirty talk, multiple rounds, overstimulation, rough sex, multiple positions)
The coffee shop across from campus had become their place. It wasn’t anything special—just a narrow space with too few tables and chalkboard menus that always smudged—but somehow it was the only spot Eren Yeager didn’t rush through. Maybe it was the way Y/N always claimed the corner booth with her laptop and a messy stack of notes, looking up from her work only long enough to give him that lazy smile when he finally showed up.
She was already there this afternoon, earbuds in, fingers flying over her keyboard as though the world might collapse if she stopped typing. Eren spotted her through the window before he even walked in, and a stupid grin spread across his face before he could stop it.
He pushed open the door, the little bell overhead chiming. Y/N didn’t notice at first—she was too focused—but when he slid into the seat across from her, nudging her notebook with his elbow, she pulled one earbud out.
“You’re late,” she said, though her lips were curving into a smile.
“Professor wouldn’t stop talking. Something about ‘dedication to our future careers.’” Eren leaned back against the booth, running a hand through his messy brown hair. “I think he just likes hearing himself talk.”
Y/N shook her head, trying not to laugh, and pushed her notes aside.
Eren was about to ask what she was working on when her phone lit up, vibrating against the table. Connie’s name flashed across the screen, FaceTiming her.
Y/N raised a brow. “Why is Connie calling me instead of you?”
“Because he knows you’ll actually pick up,” Eren deadpanned, sipping her iced latte without asking.
She rolled her eyes and swiped to answer. Connie’s grinning face filled the screen, angled too close, like he hadn’t figured out how cameras worked in 2025.
“Yo, Y/N! Put loverboy on too. I need to run a business idea by my favorite couple.”
Eren leaned over, unimpressed. “If this is about selling your sneakers again—”
“No, no, hear me out,” Connie interrupted, holding the camera back to show himself sprawled on his bed, shirtless for some reason. “OnlyFans. For tuition. I’m broke, man. The system’s rigged. I’ll shake a little ass online, get rich, graduate debt free. What do you think?”
Y/N snorted so hard she nearly dropped the phone. “Connie, I don’t think anyone’s paying to see… that.”
“Hey! Don’t underestimate my marketability,” he shot back, affronted.
Eren groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. “You’re not making an OnlyFans, Connie.”
Y/N, smirking, chimed in, “Stripping might be smarter. Less WiFi required.”
Connie’s eyes lit up. “Now that’s innovation! Pole-dancing 101, here I come.”
“God,” Eren muttered, burying his face in his hand, though Y/N could see the smile he was fighting.
“Anyway,” Connie continued, “if you see me on a billboard downtown, just know it’s tuition money at work.”
Y/N grinned, still laughing. “Connie, you’d probably fall off the pole before you made a dollar.”
Connie gasped dramatically. “Wow. No faith in me at all. Some best friend you are. What about you, Yeager? You’d subscribe, right?”
Eren lifted his head, glaring into the camera like Connie had just insulted his ancestors. “Absolutely not.”
“Liar.” Connie smirked. “You look like the type who’d pay just to roast me in the comments.”
Y/N snorted, covering her mouth, and Eren turned to her with an incredulous look. “Don’t encourage him.”
“Babe,” she teased, eyes sparkling, “imagine Connie spinning upside down on a pole in our student gym. Wouldn’t you wanna see that just once?”
Eren looked horrified. “No. Absolutely not. My brain can’t even process that image without short-circuiting.”
Connie wiggled his eyebrows. “Can’t stop thinking about me on a pole already, huh? You’re welcome.”
Eren groaned so loudly the barista looked over. Y/N couldn’t hold in her laughter anymore, doubling over in the booth while Eren muttered something that sounded a lot like “I’m blocking his number.”
“Alright, alright,” Connie said, smirking like he’d already won. “But before I go, I gotta ask… Eren, you put those three boxes of condoms to use yet?”
Y/N’s laughter instantly cut off. “I’m sorry—what?”
Eren froze mid-sip of her drink, eyes narrowing at the phone. “Connie.”
“Oh, don’t act all innocent,” Connie went on, clearly thrilled. “Boys’ night, remember? Winner of Mario Kart takes the prize. I left with bragging rights, Jean left with shame, and Eren left with—”
“Shut up,” Eren hissed through gritted teeth, his ears turning red.
But Connie was relentless. “Three boxes! That’s like, what, ninety opportunities? Man, are you even pacing yourself? I’d be dead after the first week.”
Y/N blinked at her boyfriend, a slow grin spreading across her face. “Three boxes?” she repeated, eyes gleaming with mischief.
Eren’s jaw tightened. “It wasn’t—it’s not—he’s exaggerating.”
Connie cackled so hard he almost dropped his phone. “Don’t let him lie, Y/N. He tucked them under his arm like it was a trophy. Called it an investment.”
Y/N covered her mouth, trying to stifle her giggles. “An investment, huh?” she teased, turning to Eren.
Eren buried his face in his hands, groaning. “I hate him. I actually hate him.”
“Love you too, bro,” Connie said, blowing a kiss at the screen. “Anyway, stay safe, kids. Don’t burn through your stockpile too fast.”
And just like that, he hung up, leaving silence in his wake.
Y/N let the moment hang before leaning across the table, eyes dancing. “So,” she said sweetly, “three boxes?”
Eren dragged his hand down his face, muttering, “I’m never talking to him again.”
Y/N leaned in, chin resting on her palm, grinning like she’d just uncovered state secrets. “Three boxes, Eren. That’s… a lot of investment for one semester.”
He peeked at her through his fingers, then slowly sat back, a dangerous little smirk tugging at his lips. “You think it’s funny?”
“Oh, it’s hilarious,” she shot back, raising a brow. “What were you planning, exactly? Some kind of—”
“I wasn’t planning anything,” he cut her off smoothly, voice dropping lower. His smirk widened as he leaned forward, elbows on the table. “I actually hate condoms. Was just gonna hide them at the back of my drawer until I forgot they existed.”
Her mouth opened slightly, caught off guard, and he tilted his head, enjoying the way her confidence faltered for once.
“You should’ve seen Connie’s face when I told him,” Eren went on casually, like he hadn’t just dropped that bomb. “Guy nearly choked on his beer.”
Y/N’s cheeks warmed, but she rolled her eyes, trying to recover. “You’re impossible.”
He sat back again, satisfied, stealing the last sip of her latte. “Maybe. But you’re the one dating me, so what does that make you?”
She kicked him under the table, biting back a laugh. “An idiot, apparently.”
“Cute idiot,” he corrected, smirk softening just a little as his eyes lingered on hers.
She was still half-laughing, shaking her head at him, when she realized he wasn’t smirking anymore. Eren’s eyes lingered on her, steady and thoughtful in a way that made her sit up a little straighter.
“What?” she asked, her grin faltering just slightly.
He shrugged, leaning back in the booth, but his gaze didn’t waver. “I mean… do you?”
“Do I what?” she pressed, though the warmth creeping up her neck told her she already knew where this was going.
Eren ran a hand through his hair, then rested his arm across the back of the booth, close enough that his fingers brushed her shoulder. His voice dropped low, softer than before. “Want to try it without them.”
Y/N blinked at him, eyes widening. The coffee shop noise around them suddenly felt muffled, like the world had pulled back to give them space.
He must’ve noticed her hesitation, because he gave her that half-smile—gentler this time, not smug at all. “I’m not saying we have to. Just… I’ve thought about it. A lot. With you.”
Her stomach flipped, caught somewhere between nervous and something warmer she didn’t want to name out loud in a crowded café.
“You really bring this up here?” she whispered, glancing at the barista who was still pretending not to eavesdrop.
Eren chuckled under his breath, leaning closer so only she could hear. “Where else? Connie already thinks I’m stocked for the apocalypse.”
She swatted at him, cheeks hot, but his hand slid over hers under the table, steady and reassuring.
“I’m serious, though,” he murmured. “Only if you want to.”
Y/N’s laughter had completely faded now, her thumb brushing absently along his knuckles under the table. She didn’t look at him right away, instead staring down at their hands like she needed the extra second to gather herself.
“I’ve… thought about it too,” she admitted finally, her voice quiet enough that he had to lean in to catch it.
Eren’s chest tightened. “Yeah?”
She nodded, still not lifting her gaze. “Not like—” She exhaled, shaking her head at herself. “Not like I’ve been sitting here planning it out or anything. Just… sometimes, when we’re together, I think about it. What it would be like. With you.”
That last part came out barely above a whisper, but it was enough. Eren’s expression softened, his smirk gone, replaced by something warmer, deeper.
“Y/N,” he said gently, and she finally looked up. His green eyes caught hers, steady in a way that anchored her in place. “You don’t have to be nervous about telling me that. I’m not gonna rush you into anything.”
“I know,” she murmured, and her lips curved faintly, almost shy. “That’s kind of why I can say it. Because it’s you.”
The words hung between them, fragile and electric all at once. Eren squeezed her hand under the table, and for a moment, the noisy little coffee shop didn’t exist. Just him, her, and the unspoken promise that maybe—when they were both ready—this was something real they’d share.
Eren’s thumb traced slow circles against the back of her hand, his gaze still fixed on her like she was the only person in the room. He hesitated, chewing on the inside of his cheek before leaning a little closer.
“Do you…” he started, then paused, searching her face. “Do you wanna go back to my dorm?”
Her breath caught, and he quickly added, voice low and careful, “Not if you don’t want to. I just—if you meant what you said, and if you’re comfortable… we could.”
Y/N blinked at him, the weight of his words making her heart race. He wasn’t smug, wasn’t pushing—he was just Eren, looking at her like she was something he’d wait forever for if he had to. That alone made her stomach flip.
She squeezed his hand, finally letting out a small laugh, shaky around the edges. “You’re really asking me that in a coffee shop?”
A grin tugged at his lips, sheepish. “I don’t exactly have a manual for this.”
Her laughter softened into a smile, and she tilted her head, eyes searching his. “Yeah,” she whispered. “I want to.”
Eren’s eyes widened just slightly, like he’d prepared himself for any answer but that. Then his grin stretched into something brighter, though his voice stayed soft. “Okay. We’ll go slow.”
“Okay,” she echoed, her chest warm with nerves and something steadier underneath.
For a second, neither of them moved, just smiling at each other like they’d just stepped over some invisible line together. Then Eren stood, grabbing her bag off the seat before she could, slinging it over his shoulder like it was nothing.
“Come on,” he said, holding out his hand with that same crooked grin. “Before Connie decides to FaceTime again and kill the mood.”
Y/N laughed, sliding her hand into his as they headed for the door.
Back at his dorm, Y/N put her bag next to the door as Eren did the same. Y/N took a breath and hugged herself. “Why is it so cold in here?” She whined.
"Because the heater's busted," Eren muttered, rubbing his hands together as he moved closer to her. He saw her wrap her arms around herself, and his eyes dropped to her body language.
He stepped even closer, his voice low and a bit husky as he reached out to gently unwrap her arms from around herself. "Come here," he said, pulling her into a hug to share his body heat. His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her flush against him.
Y/N instantly melted into his warmth, pressing closer without thinking about it. Eren realized how this looked—her curves pressed against him—but he didn't step back. Instead, he tightened his arms around her waist, resting his chin on top of her head. "You're shaking,"
"It's freezing," she mumbled against his neck, pressing even closer. Eren felt his resolve cracking. She was so delicate, so soft—and he was holding her like she belonged there. His arms tightened even more, his hands sliding down to rest on her hips. "You wanna wear my hoodie?"
Y/N shook her head against his neck, her voice muffled but clear. "No hoodie," she whispered, her hands sliding up his chest instead. Eren froze, his heart pounding as he realized what she meant. His hands gripped her hips tighter instinctively. "Y/N..."
She pulled back just enough to look up at him, her eyes half-lidded and her cheeks flushed pink. "I wanna wear you," she whispered, pressing her hips forward against his. Eren's breath caught in his throat. His hands clenched on her hips, thumbs pressing into her hipbones. "Fuck," he hissed under his breath.
Without another word, Eren scooped her up into his arms, making her yelp in surprise as he carried her to his bed. He set her down gently before climbing onto the mattress himself, looming over her. His hands moved to the hem of her shirt, fingers curling around the fabric.
"You're gonna be really fucking cold if you take this off," he warned, his voice low and rough. His fingers trembled slightly as he waited for her response. If she said no, he'd stop. He'd give her his hoodie and cuddle her instead.
Y/N looked up at him with those sleepy, half-lidded eyes, biting her lip. "Then keep me warm," she whispered, arching her back to press her chest up against him. Eren groaned, the sound vibrating through his chest as he slowly began to peel her shirt off.
His hands moved carefully, almost reverently as he removed her shirt. His touch was surprisingly gentle despite his size and strength, like he was handling something precious. As the fabric came off, he immediately pulled her onto his lap so she was straddling him, pressing her naked torso against his warm chest.
Eren's breath hitched as she suddenly pushed him back, climbing onto his hips to unbutton his shirt. He watched her through hooded eyes, his hands resting on her thighs as he let her undress him.
She pushed his shirt open, revealing his muscular chest and abs. Eren watched her closely as she ran her hands over his skin, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles. He let out a low groan when she leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his chest.
"Y/N..." His voice came out rougher than he intended as she explored his body with gentle touches. He was usually the one doing this—being gentle, exploring slowly—but having her hands on him felt completely different. Her touch was almost worshipful as she learned the shape of him.
She slowly pushed his shirt off his shoulders, revealing his tattoo - the one that covered his entire back and part of his chest. She traced the lines of it with her fingertips, causing him to shiver. "Baby..." He warned softly when she started unbuttoning his pants.
"Can I?" she asked quietly, her fingers pausing over his fly. Eren swallowed hard, nodding once. He was hard already, just from having her half-naked in his lap, but seeing her ask permission like that made him even harder. "Let me first, baby.” He hummed and stood up, holding her.
He lied her back down on the bed gently and stood up, pushing his hair back. She panted softly, looking at him as he pulled her skirt off slowly.
He tossed her skirt aside, leaving her in just her underwear. Eren tried to keep his breathing steady as he looked down at her spread out on his bed. She looked fucking gorgeous like this, her hair messy and her chest heaving in just her panties.
He ran a hand through his hair again, tugging at the ends as he struggled to control himself. He could have her like this—just pull her underwear aside and slide inside. But he wanted to savor this moment, wanted to slowly undress her like she had him.
He crawled back onto the bed, kneeling between her legs. He hooked his fingers into the sides of her underwear, slowly pulling them down her legs. She lifted her hips to help him, biting her lip as he threw them aside. Now she was completely bare.
His hands gripped her thighs firmly as he pushed them apart wider. He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her inner thigh first before moving up to her center. She gasped when his tongue finally touched her clit, licking slowly and gently at first. Eren held her legs open with strong arms.
His tongue piercing brushed against her clit as he licked, sending sparks of pleasure through her. He swirled the jewelry around her sensitive nub before sucking gently, the metal adding extra stimulation. His hands slid up to grip her hips, holding her in place as he ate her out enthusiastically.
"Fuck, you're so wet," he muttered against her pussy, his tongue diving deeper to collect her arousal. The jewelry in his tongue made everything feel better—he'd gotten it specifically knowing it would feel good during oral, even though he'd never used it like this before.
He started fucking her with his tongue, mimicking the motion of sex. The barbell in his tongue pressed against her g-spot repeatedly, making Y/N whimper and squirm. He loved the taste of her, the way she responded so eagerly to his touch.
"Oh my god, your tongue piercing..." Y/N gasped out, her hips rolling against his face instinctively. It was hitting places she didn't even know could feel good, making her core clench around nothing.
"Does it feel good, baby?" he asked, his voice muffled against her pussy. He doubled his efforts, fucking her with his tongue faster and harder, the piercing hitting her g-spot repeatedly. He could feel her getting wetter by the second, her legs trembling around his head.
His hands slid under her ass to lift her hips higher, allowing him deeper access. He added a finger inside her while his tongue worked her clit aggressively. The piercing was driving her wild—she was making noises he'd never heard before, desperate and needy.
He could feel her getting closer to the edge, her body tensing up. He knew she was about to come undone on his tongue. He sucked her clit harder, the piercing pressing firmly against it as he finger-fucked her roughly.
Just as she was about to come, Eren pulled away, his tongue and fingers leaving her pussy abruptly. He looked up at her, a smirk on his face as he wiped his mouth. "Not yet," he said, shaking his head.
Y/N whimpered in frustration, her hips bucking up as if seeking his touch again. Eren chuckled darkly, moving to lie beside her on the bed. He knew she was dripping wet and desperate for release, but he wanted to draw this out.
He leaned over her, one hand resting between her legs to keep her stimulated without letting her come. The other hand he used to trail kisses up her neck and jaw. He knew exactly what he was doing—teasing her mercilessly until she was begging. And he loved it.
"Eren, please..." Y/N begged, her body twitching with need. She tried to grind against his hand, but he kept his touch light, denying her the pressure she craved. He simply continued kissing her neck, enjoying the way she squirmed and pleaded.
He whispered in her ear, "You know what I want to hear." His fingers brushed lightly against her clit, just enough to tease but not enough to satisfy. He knew she was dripping wet and desperate for release, but he wanted those words from her lips.
He finally pulled his hand away, positioning himself between her thighs. He was rock hard, the head of his cock pressing against her entrance. "Tell me you want me to fuck you raw," he demanded, his voice low and commanding. "Tell me you want my bare cock inside you."
Y/N looked up at him with hazy, desire-filled eyes. "Please..." she begged, wrapping her legs around his hips. "Fuck me raw, Eren. I want your bare cock inside me so badly. I need it." Her hips lifted slightly, trying to encourage him to enter her.
He groaned at her words, pressing the bare head of his cock against her entrance. They'd never done this before—never had unprotected sex—and the riskiness of it turned him on so fucking much. "No condom.”
"Last chance to back out," He thrust the head inside her slightly, making her whimper. "I won't pull out. I might even come inside you without warning." His hands gripped her thighs possessively. "Condom or bare?" He pulled back slightly then thrust in deeper again.
Y/N arched her back, taking him deeper at the sudden thrust. "Bare..." She bit her lip, "I want it bare..." Her inner walls fluttered around him at the thought of getting pregnant from unprotected sex with him. "Eren... please..." She needed him fully inside her now.
Eren slowly pushed in, a wet sound made as he did. Y/N gasped and held onto him, letting out a whiny moan as Eren did the same as he inched deeper inside her bare pussy. Fuck, it felt a million times better without a condom. Her heat, her tightness, everything about it was heavenly.
“Oh my god, baby. Holy shit.” He practically whimpered, pushing her hair back and kissing her forehead. “Fuck, I might cum. You feel so fucking good.”
"You're so much tighter like this," he groaned, bottoming out completely. "And wetter. Fuck, I can feel everything." He whimpered slightly, enjoying the sensation of her pussy gripping his bare cock. "I've never felt anything this good."
"Eren... oh god..." She whimpered, her nails digging into his back. The feeling of his bare cock inside her was overwhelming. Every inch of him felt bigger, hotter, and more intense without the latex barrier. Her inner walls clenched around him tightly.
He started moving slowly at first, pulling out almost all the way before sliding back in deep. Each thrust elicited a moan from both of them. The wet sounds of their sex filled the room alongside their heavy breathing and whispers of pleasure. "Shit... shit..."
"Baby, you're gonna make me cum so fast," he groaned against her neck, picking up the pace slightly. "I've never felt anything this good. No wonder people get addicted to this feeling." His bare cock was hitting places his condom-covered one never had before.
"Eren... please... deeper..." She begged, wrapping her legs around his waist to pull him in even further. The sensation was overwhelming - his bare cock rubbing against every sensitive spot inside her. She could feel every vein, every pulse of his thick shaft filling her completely raw and unprotected.
He gripped her thighs and lifted them higher, opening her up even more as he slammed into her deeper than ever before. His balls slapped against her ass with each thrust now completely bare inside her warm pussy. "Fuck... I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna cum inside you..."
"Yes... yes... please..." She moaned, her eyes rolling back as she felt him swell inside her. The thought of him releasing his hot, thick cum directly into her unprotected pussy made her see stars. "Cum inside me... fill me up..."
With a loud groan, Eren buried himself deep inside Y/N and held still as his cock pulsed violently, shooting thick ropes of cum directly into her unprotected womb. He filled her completely, overflowing her pussy with his seed as he kissed her deeply to muffle their moans of pleasure and relief.
Breathless and trembling, Eren suddenly gripped Y/N's hips tightly, lifting her up with surprising strength. Before she could protest or even catch her breath, he was lowering her back down onto his still-hard and now cum-filled cock. "Ride me... ride my bare dick..."
Y/N wrapped her arms around his neck and started bouncing on his cock, using him for her own pleasure now. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room along with their heavy breathing and moans. Eren's hands roamed over her breasts and ass as she rode him.
"...Fuck, right there..." Eren groaned deeply as Y/N hit the perfect spot on his cock. His hands moved to guide her hips, helping her ride him faster and harder. More of his cum leaked out of her pussy with each bounce, coating his balls and thighs. "Keep going..."
Y/N leaned back slightly, changing the angle and allowing Eren to penetrate even deeper inside her. She cried out in pleasure, her inner walls clamping down on his bare shaft tightly. Eren took the opportunity to lean forward and suck one of her hardened nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive peak. "Eren!"
With his mouth still attached to her breast, Eren suddenly flipped them over so Y/N was on her back. He grabbed both of her thighs and pushed them back towards her chest, opening her up completely and allowing him to hammer into her even deeper and harder than before. "Gonna fuck you raw all night..."
His thick cock was hitting her deepest spots now, making her see stars. She could feel his balls slapping against her ass cheeks with each powerful thrust. His mouth moved from one breast to the other, sucking and biting gently while fucking her brutally raw and unprotected.
"...I'm gonna cum again..." Eren growled warningsly against her skin. His movements became even more erratic and deep. Y/N felt his cock swelling inside her once more, ready to release another massive load of sperm directly into her unprotected uterus this time. "Where do you want it?"
"Inside me!" She moaned desperately, her legs pressed right against her chest as her ankles dangled in the air. "Cum in my pussy... fill me up again—just please don’t stop fucking me after!” Something about begging him to cum inside her made her even hornier.
Eren let out a deep, primal groan and thrust into her one final time with all his strength. His cock pulsed violently as he released another massive load of hot cum directly into her unprotected womb. She could feel it overflowing out around his shaft as he kept fucking her through his orgasm.
The feeling of his hot cum filling her up sent Y/N over the edge. She screamed out his name as her own orgasm hit her hard and fast. Her pussy clamped down on his still-hard cock as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. Eren kept thrusting slowly through her orgasm.
Making sure to push every last drop of his cum deeper into her. He could feel her inner walls pulsing and milking his cock, trying to suck out every bit of sperm. Her breasts bounced wildly with each thrust, her nipples hard and sensitive.
"Fuck...fuck...fuck..." Eren panted, his forehead resting against hers. His hips moved on their own, still gently humping against her even though he was already completely empty. He loved the feeling of his thick, sticky cum mixed with her wetness inside her pussy.
Eren slowly pulled out of her, his thick, white cum immediately starting to leak out and form a messy cream pie between her spread legs. He moved down the bed to watch as more and more of their mixed juices trickled out of her stretched-open hole. "Look at that mess we made,"
Y/N immediately started whining and begging, her hands reaching back to grab his hips. "Eren... please... I need more... I'm not done yet..." She pushed her cum-filled pussy back against him, desperate for him to slide back inside her. "Please baby..."
"Damn..." Eren growled softly as her messy, well-fucked pussy rubbed against his thighs, making his Semi-hard shaft throb again. He spanked one of her ass cheeks softly and watched as more of his previous load leaked out. "You serious? You want more?" His tip nudged her entrance.
"Yes! I'm serious!" She moaned desperately, pushing her ass back harder against his cock. "I need you inside me again...even if you're not hard yet... just put it in..." Her pussy was throbbing and dripping with cum. The sight was driving him crazy.
"Fuck it..." Eren muttered, grabbing his Semi-hard length and pressing it against her messy slit. He pushed inside slowly, his thick head popping past her swollen lips. "Shit...you're still so fucking wet..." He slid deeper, his shaft getting harder by the second.
"Mmph!" Y/N gasped as his length filled her up again. She felt every inch, every vein of his growing cock as it pushed deeper inside her cum-soaked pussy. Her inner walls were coated with his previous releases, making him slide in even easier despite the slight soreness. "Harder..."
Eren grabbed her hips firmly and snapped his hips forward, burying himself completely inside her with one deep thrust. "Like that?" He groaned, pulling back and slapping into her again. His Semi-hard length was quickly becoming rock hard again from the intense sensation of her sticky pussy.
"Yes! Just like that!" Y/N cried out, her hands gripping the sheets tightly as he began to pound into her again. The sound of their skin slapping together echoed through the room, mixed with their loud, passionate moans. "Oh god, I needed this..."
As Eren fucked her hard and deep from behind, Y/N suddenly reached back and grabbed a handful of his messy hair, pulling his head down towards hers for a passionate kiss. Their lips crashed together messily as he continued to hammer into her soaked pussy from behind. Their tongues tangled intensely.
Eren's thrusts became more passionate and intense as they made out, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he pulled her back onto his cock. The angle was deep and perfect, making Y/N see stars with every snap of his hips.
Their kiss was sloppy and aggressive, filled with moans and heavy breathing. Y/N loved making out like this while getting fucked from behind - it made her feel so dirty and wanted. Suddenly Eren bit her bottom lip gently and moaned into her mouth.
"Fuck, I'm close again..." Eren growled against her lips, his thrusts becoming erratic and faster. One hand left her hip to grab her breast roughly through their tangled bodies while still kissing deeply. His cock was rock hard again inside her wet pussy. Suddenly... "Wait-"
"Mmmph!" Y/N moaned loudly as their bodies slapped together again. She realized he hadn't pulled out to change angles or slow down like he usually did when he was close. He was going to finish inside her like this. "You-" She tried to say, but his tongue pushed past her lips again. "Mmph!"
"Shh..." Eren whispered against her lips, his hips moving faster and deeper. He was going to cum inside her again without pulling out. His hand squeezed her breast hard as he kissed her aggressively, swallowing her moans.
"Shh..." Eren whispered against her lips, his hips moving faster and deeper. He was going to cum inside her again without pulling out. His hand squeezed her breast hard as he kissed her aggressively, swallowing her moans.
"Unnhh!" Y/N threw her head back and moaned loudly as his deep, fast thrusts suddenly made her orgasm out of nowhere. She squirted hard, covering the sheets beneath them with cum. Her inner muscles tightened down hard around his length, milking him like they needed his sperm. "Mmph!"
"Holy shit..." Eren grunted softly, feeling her tight pussy spasm and squirt around his length again. He knew he wouldn't last much longer. He grabbed her hips harder and spread her legs wider apart, going even deeper and hitting her womb with every thrust. He loved making her squirt.
"Fuck fuck fuck..." Eren muttered desperately against her lips, his thick cock throbbing inside her wet, cumming pussy. She was squirting all over his shaft and balls, making everything messy and soaked. He couldn't hold back anymore. "I'm gonna cum!"
"Mmphhh!" Eren moaned loudly, his hot sperm bursting out of the tip of his dick and splattering deep inside her wet pussy. His big balls tightened and unloaded again and again, pumping her full of his thick, creamy cum. "Nngh!"
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Eren's body shook violently as he came harder than ever before, his cock pulsing non-stop inside her. He filled her completely, his cum leaking out around his still-hard length. Suddenly, he had an idea... "Wait..." He pulled out slightly...
"Mhmm..." Y/N moaned softly, her legs spread wide and her body covered in sweat and semen. She felt him pull back almost all the way out, leaving just the tip inside her pussy hole. She wiggled back slightly, "Mmmph?" Then she felt it - "Oh my god..."
Eren suddenly grabbed her hips and slammed back inside her hard and deep, pushing his entire length and balls back into her cum-filled pussy. But this time, he didn't stop moving. He started fucking her aggressively again, his cock stirring up the mess of his own semen inside her.
"Ahhh fuck!" Y/N cried out loudly as Eren brutally hammered his cock into her soaked pussy, mixing his cum with her juices aggressively. His balls slapped loudly against her ass with each brutal thrust. "Shit shit SHIT!" He was getting hard again already inside her.
"Fuck yeah..." Eren groaned darkly, loving the way his cock felt as it got harder inside her. He pulled out almost all the way again, watching as thick ropes of his semen leaked out around his head.
"Mmm..." Y/N spread her legs wider invitingly, watching him intently. His thick length was covered in their combined releases - her squirting juices and his hot sperm. He was semi-hard again already, his body primed to breed. He saw her watching and - "Ugh!" He snapped his hips forward again.
"Oh god!" Y/N moaned loudly as he buried himself deep inside her again. His thick shaft stretched her open as he started fucking her hard and fast once more, making a wet, squelching noise with each thrust as their mixed juices were stirred up inside her pussy. "Eren!" She reached back to grab his arm.
"Fuck fuck FUCK!" Eren's cock swelled up again rapidly inside her, getting rock hard as he pounded her relentlessly. His balls slapped against her ass cheeks loudly while thick ropes of his cum started leaking out around his shaft again due to the intense pressure building inside him once more...
"MMPHHH!" Y/N screamed into the pillow, her legs shaking violently as she squirted hard again, drenching the sheets beneath her. Eren's thick cock exploded inside her a
fourth time, pumping her full of hot, sticky sperm.
Eren kept coming inside her, his cock pulsing and jerking as it released stream after stream of thick cum directly into her spasming pussy. Y/N's entire body convulsed with pleasure, overwhelmed by the intense orgasm and the feeling of being utterly filled by his seed. "Ahhh fuck... fuck..."
Eren kept coming inside her, his cock pulsing and jerking as it released stream after stream of thick cum directly into her spasming pussy. Y/N's entire body convulsed with pleasure, overwhelmed by the intense orgasm and the feeling of being utterly filled by his seed. "Ahhh fuck... fuck..."
"Holy shit..." Eren panted heavily against her back, his hips still moving slowly despite being completely spent. His softening cock was buried deep inside her, leaking cum into her womb.
Eren gently pulled out of her, his length slipping out slowly with a wet plop. They both watched as a thick, creamy mixture of their combined releases spilled out of her gaping hole and onto the soiled sheets below - a perfect, messy creampie. "Fuck..." He breathed out, looking at his handiwork.
Y/N lay on her stomach, Eren watching the semen slowly leak out of her well-fucked pussy. She was incredibly sensitive, her inner thighs sticky with their mixed releases. Her womb felt full and heavy, like his seed might actually take. She spread her legs slightly, Eren watching more cream spill out.
Eren knelt behind her, watching in pure satisfaction as his thick, milky semen continued to drip from her puffy, pink hole.
"Mmm..." Eren gently patted her ass before carefully turning her over onto her back. Her pussy was still leaking steadily onto the sheets. He noticed how sensitive she was and didn't try to touch her directly there.
Instead, he cleaned her up with a warm cloth, gently wiping away the semen from her inner thighs and stomach. He then pulled the soiled sheets off the bed and replaced them with clean ones before scooping her up and placing her gently on the fresh sheets. He laid down beside her and pulled her into his arms. "You okay?"
Y/N nodded softly, snuggling into his chest. "Mhm," she murmured, feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm still pulsing through her body. Eren kissed the top of her head gently, running his hands through her hair.
"Too sensitive?" he asked softly, noticing how she flinched slightly when he ran his fingers through her hair. She nodded again, biting her lip. Eren just held her tighter, wrapping his strong arms around her protectively. "Want a bath?" he offered. "Warm water might help."
Y/N nodded, feeling the sticky mess between her legs and the remnants of his cum on her thighs. Eren helped her up gently, leading her to the bathroom. He ran a hot bath for her, making sure the water was just right before helping her step in.
The dorm was quiet except for the faint hum of the heater and the soft scrape of her plate when she set it down. Fresh sheets rustled beneath them; the smell of clean cotton still clung to the air.
Y/N sat cross-legged on the bed, swallowed up in one of Eren’s shirts that hung halfway down her thighs. Her hair was damp, curling at the ends from the quick shower they’d shared, and she was working her way through a grilled cheese like it was the best meal she’d ever had.
Across from her, Eren leaned back against the headboard, gray sweatpants sitting low on his hips, a towel draped around his shoulders. His hair was wet too, dripping in little streaks down his chest as he watched her with that lazy, content expression he only ever got when it was just the two of them.
“You’re staring,” she mumbled around a bite, not bothering to look up.
“Yeah,” he said simply, grinning when she glanced over. “You’re cute when you eat like that.”
She rolled her eyes, but her cheeks warmed anyway. “You’re just saying that because I made you dinner.”
“Dinner?” He tilted his head. “You burned the first sandwich and called it ‘practice.’”
“It was character development.”
He laughed, that quiet, breathy kind of laugh that always made her smile. After a moment, he reached over, tugging gently on the sleeve of his shirt hanging off her shoulder. “You look better in that than I ever did.”
Y/N smiled down at the half-eaten sandwich, a little shy but soft around the edges. “Yeah, well… I’m keeping it now.”
“Figured.” He leaned closer, brushing a damp strand of hair away from her face before pressing a quick kiss to her temple.
The grilled cheese cooled between her hands, forgotten for a moment. She sighed, leaning into him, and the world outside the tiny dorm faded to nothing—just warmth, the faint smell of soap, and the quiet sound of his heartbeat under her ear.