Living room floor ᯓ★
warnings ᯓ★: black reader, southern accent, 18+ reader (19), best friend’s little brother trope, age gap (eren is 17), explicit sexual content, risky sex (people sleeping in the same room), unprotected sex, creampie, dirty talk, degradation, choking, light face slapping, ass slapping, teasing/edging, power play, possessiveness, aftercare, mild breeding kink elements, post-nut clarity
pairing: possessive!eren x black!brattyreader
Description ᯓ★:your best friend’s little brother has always been off-limits. he’s younger, cocky, and the one person you constantly argue with. but after a drunk game of twister and everyone passing out in the living room, the tension that’s been building for months finally snaps. sneaky raw sex on the floor while your best friend sleeps just a few feet away.
your best friend’s little brother always got irritated the second you walked in. everytime you came over he’d make it known with heavy sighs and muttered complaints under his breath.
and when you stayed the night it was even worse. doors closing a little too hard, cabinets shutting louder than necessary.
you two argued about everything, stupid shit mostly. it was constant.
“bro you always talking about boys?” eren would get in your face, voice sharp. “pick me—”
“pick me? eren i never had to go out my way to get picked,” your lips pushed up. kasie would just laugh from her bed. “eren… she’s not a pick me. if anything she’s a hoe.”
you turned quick and pinched her side hard. “you really wanna go there? ‘cause when you needed a ride to—”
she cut you off with a loud fake cough.
“shit is sad and disgusting.” eren stayed leaning against the doorframe, tall as hell, just watching. his eyes stayed on you for a beat longer than they should’ve.
then he pushed off and walked away without saying anything. that part always pissed you off. you hated when he got the last move.
“just let him be,” kasie said, already back on her phone, back facing you.
you crossed your arms tight under your chest. “your brother is really annoying. i’m starting to actually not like him,” you said, voice rising a bit.
“i’m sure he feels the same about you,” she replied, half turning. “you’re the only one he argues with like that.”
you climbed onto her bed, the mattress sinking under you. “really? he doesn’t get into it with your boyfriend or anybody else?”
kasie giggled low, shifting back against her headboard. “maybe it’s ‘cause you’re always here… or maybe…” she dragged it out, smirking. “eren got a big ole crush.”
you pouted your lips, twisting them a bit. “girl i’d never talk to nobody younger than me—especially your brother.” you were taken aback.
the words kinda hung there and you felt a weird little twist in your stomach, replaying how he looked at you from that doorframe before he left. you hated how it stuck with you even a little.
she rolled her eyes, “eren is what like— three years younger than you?” she shifted her lips to the side. “that’s not even bad.”
and that made you frown, “would you talk to my little brother?” you tilted your head, your curls shifting down your shoulders as you stared at her.
kasie smiled, “no.. definitely not—but your older brother.” she sucked her bottom lip between her teeth and rolled her eyes back playfully. “the things i’d let him do to me!”
“you’re actually sick.” a soft smile formed on your face and you shook your head, looking at her real judgmental. she was talking about your older brother who fucked five bitches in one day.
“you don’t even know him for real.” you added, voice low.
before she could say something back, her dad came in the room. the door creaked open and his footsteps were soft on the carpet.
“hey girls!” he smiled, his glasses slipping down his nose as he pushed them back up with one finger. “me and your mom are going to this ballet show tonight.”
he paused, clearing his throat awkwardly and shifting in the doorway. “so uh… keep it down, no crazy stuff, and definitely no boys sneaking in here while we’re gone, alright? i mean it.”
you and kasie both nodded quick, trying not to laugh in his face. soon as the door clicked shut the room got quiet for a second, just the low hum of the fan spinning above you and the faint sound of their car pulling out the driveway.
kasie looked at you and busted out laughing first, covering her mouth. she was saying something between laughs but it was all jumbled up and hard to understand.
and as soon as the car lights danced across the blinds, she instantly grabbed her phone and called her boyfriend. you shook your head, smirking. “kasie you not shit for real..” and she really wasn’t.
and 30 minutes later her boyfriend and his friend showed up.
kasie couldn’t help being all over her boyfriend the second he walked in, kissing him and sitting on his lap. the vibe felt a bit awkward at first, everybody kinda just looking around. her boyfriend’s friend sat next to you, legs spread wide in his sweats.
“so what’s up witchu?” he broke the silence, looking straight at you. you shifted your eyes over to him without fully turning your head, acting like you wasn’t really paying him no mind.
“what you mean?” you let out a soft ‘hmph,’
he sucked his teeth and leaned forward a little. “you single, and i’m searching?” he talked with his hands, moving them all extra while he spoke.
he wasn’t ugly at all—actually.. he was really attractive, nice fade, pretty brown eyes, and tattoos peeking from under his sleeve.
“i really just wanna focus on school you know?” you finally faced him, turning on the couch. your knee accidentally rubbed against his thigh as you shifted, but you didn’t move it right away.
after a while you got extremely comfortable with him. yall started talking about all kinds of shit —music, funny stories from school, wild shit yall seen on social media.
the awkward vibe disappeared and yall were laughing for real, leaning into each other. before you knew it yall were exchanging instagrams and snaps, phones out, heads close together while you followed each other.
“let’s play twister!” kasie squealed, holding the beat up box in her hand, shaking it around all excited.
her boyfriend looked over at his friend then back at the group. “i’m down if you down?”
alex grinned a bit, rubbing the back of his arm. “nah i don’t mind,” he said, then turned his eyes back to you. “you playin’ right?” his brown eyes were so soft.
“well since you begging and shit.. i guess i’ll play alex.” you got up from the couch and stretched real slow, arms reaching high above your head, past all your curly hair. your shorts rode up your butt a little as you arched your back.
“can you go get eren?” kasie shifted her lips to the side and looked at you with them big pleading eyes. “i want him to have fun tonight too.”
you sucked your teeth loud and rolled your eyes hard. “okay, i guess.” you dragged yourself upstairs and knocked on eren’s door twice before just walking in.
he was laid back on his bed scrolling on his phone, one arm behind his head, gray sweatpants sitting low on his hips. “kasie said come play twister with us,” you told him, leaning against his doorframe.
eren glanced up at you, eyes moving slow from your face down to your legs then back up. “why you gotta be the one to come get me?” he asked, voice low.
you shrugged, stepping inside his room a little more. it smelled like his cologne mixed with weed and fresh laundry. “she wanted you to have fun tonight too, i guess. you gone come or you just gonna stay up here being weird?”
he let out a little laugh and sat up on the edge of his bed, legs spread. “you the one always in my house acting like you run shit. now you want me to come play twister like we kids?”
you crossed your arms and leaned against his dresser. “aren’t you like 12?” you scoffed, “this right up your alley boo.”
eren stood up slow, walking towards you. “bet i can show you something they never did at yo’ little university.” he tilted his head slightly, his manbun shifting as he looked down at you.
the way he said it made the room feel hotter. he stopped right in front of you, close enough that you had to look up at him. his gray sweatpants hung low on his hips and his t-shirt was fitting just right on his chest.
you wanted to find the words, something to say. anything really. “bitch please.” was all you could come up with. you struggled to even keep the eye contact..
he licked his lips and let his eyes drop down to your thighs and back up. “keep playing with me and imma show you just how much i mean that shit.”
he looked at you for a second longer, eyes dark, before stepping back a bit. “and you really playing in them little ass shorts?” he shifted his head to the side, staring hard.
you walked over to his mirror and turned around, checking yourself. “and what’s wrong with them exactly?” you wagged your butt a little in the mirror, smirking.
eren followed you to the mirror, standing behind you. “you don’t see nothing wrong?” he scoffed under his breath, eyes locked on your ass. “your whole ass out and you wanna play twister with people downstairs?”
“just cmon,” you rolled your eyes and walked past him toward the door, trying to ignore the way your skin felt warm from him staring like that.
kasie already had everything set up, she even had drinks lined up on the table like she been planning this.
“oh my god finally!” she clapped her hands loud, all excited. “guys let’s play now!”
you sighed as you finished walking down the stairs, eren inches behind you, his presence heavy. “you didn’t say we was playing drunk twister,” you said, crossing your arms as you got closer to the group.
“it was alex’s idea,” kasie grinned a little, shrugging. “and we all grown sooo.” she crossed her arms too, trying to look innocent.
you balled your lip up softly. “kasie your brother is 17.”
“okay and? eren got a whole tattoo and he smoke weed… he grown enough,” she said, waving you off.
you shook your head. kasie was the real pick me honestly. “okay whatever.” you sat on the couch, legs crossed, already feeling the vibe in the room shifting now that drinks were involved.
eren dropped down on the other end of the couch, spreading his legs wide, eyes flicking over to you for a second before looking away. alex was watching you too, a small smirk on his face like he was waiting for the game to start.
“okay so first everyone take a shot just to get started.” she handed everyone their drinks one by one, all smiley and hyped.
you hesitated for a second, staring at the cup before shrugging and throwing it back. the liquor burned going down your throat. eren swallowed his in one go with no reaction at all, face blank like it was water. alex’s cup was already empty too, sitting it down quick.
“okay so here’s the teams…” kasie spoke, still blinking a little from the shot. “you and eren — and alex and jace.”
jace instantly got upset, face scrunched up. “bro that’s lowkey… gay though?”
kasie just laughed loud, waving him off. “it’s just a game, stop babe.” you side-eyed eren real quick, already feeling the shot warming up your chest.
alex looked a little disappointed but played it off, glancing over at you with them soft brown eyes. the energy in the room felt messy now.
drinks and tension.
the game finally started and you actually started having fun. the boys kept ending up in mad weird positions and it had you giggling nonstop.
jace and alex got twisted up bad, with jace basically sitting on alex’s lap. kasie quickly snapped a picture, laughing her ass off. they tapped out fast and took a drink because neither one of them wanted to stay like that any longer.
kasie kept yelling out body parts and colors, eventually you ended up bent all the way over, ass pressed right against eren. he was holding his core tight, muscles flexed hard under his shirt as he tried to stay balanced.
the position felt embarrassing, especially with everybody right there, but you hated drinking so you refused to fall. “fuck— you’re so flexible,” alex said, looking up at you from the mat with a grin.
eren let out a loud, heavy sigh that everybody in the room definitely heard. you stayed secured on top of him, trying not to slip. “thank you.. i used to cheer!” you replied, breathing a little hard.
you could feel eren’s breath on your back, heavy and warm. his body was tense as hell underneath you and you swore you felt his dick twitch against your ass again through his sweatpants. he wasn’t even trying to hide it anymore.
“right foot green,” kasie called out. you tried to move but eren’s hand suddenly gripped your waist tight to keep both of y’all from falling. his fingers pressed into your skin a little too hard, like he was frustrated.
alex laughed from the side, still watching you. “y’all look good together like that,” you could tel he was trying to be funny.
eren didn’t say nothing back, but you felt his body shift behind you, pressing forward just enough for you to really feel how hard he was.
your heart was beating fast now. the alcohol mixed with eren’s dick basically resting on your ass was making it hard to focus.
you tried to play it cool but your thighs were starting to shake a little from holding the position.
kasie kept spinning and calling out moves, completely clueless to what was happening. you tried to adjust your foot but slipped a little, pushing your ass back against eren even more. he let out a low groan only you could hear, his grip on your waist getting tighter.
“you doing that shit on purpose?” he muttered behind you, voice deep and rough. his hard dick was pressed right between your cheeks now, thick and warm through the thin material of your shorts.
alex was still talking, trying to get your attention. “you good over there? need me to come help you?” he asked with a smirk.
eren rolled his eyes, and you could feel him holding you tighter. he didn’t want alex nowhere near you. ever. you were starting to get wet. uncontrollably.. you wanted the friction.
you softly pushed back against his thick lining in his sweatpants. soft groans escaped, and eren started grinding into you for a few seconds. not even caring if others saw.
his dick pressed between your cheeks and he slightly shifted up? “want me to show you now?” his words tickled your ear.
your eyebrows shifted and as bad as you wanted to rub your clit you couldn’t. not with everybody right there laughing and playing like nothing was happening.
alex kept talking, still trying to get your attention. “you sure you good? you looking a little stuck,” he said with that smirk, starting to move closer like he was really about to help.
eren’s grip on your waist got even tighter, almost possessive. he pressed his hard dick firmer between your cheeks and rolled his hips slow, grinding into you like he didn’t give a fuck who saw. you had to bite your lip hard to stop from moaning out loud.
“want me to show you now?” he whispered again, his lips brushing your ear, voice low and raspy. his breath was hot against your skin and it sent chills down your back.
you couldn’t even answer him. your pussy was throbbing bad, getting wetter every time he pushed up into you. the thin material of your shorts was doing nothing to hide how turned on you were getting.
eren kept that slow, nasty grind going behind you, acting like he was just trying to stay balanced for the game.
kasie yelled out another color but you barely heard her. all you could focus on was eren’s thick dick rubbing against you and how good it felt.
you pushed back against him again without thinking, chasing that friction even though your thighs were starting to burn from the position.
after an hour of twister everyone eventually passed out drunk. the living room was a mess — empty cups, the twister mat still on the floor, and the tv playing quietly in the background.
kasie and jace were knocked out on the big couch together, tangled up under a thick blanket, her leg thrown over him. alex was sprawled across the smaller sofa, snoring lightly with his mouth half open.
you and eren were laid out on the floor on a pile of blankets and pillows. the room was dark except for the glow from the tv. you were both still kinda awake.
he shifted closer to you under the blankets, then quietly turned on his side to face you. his hair was down now, messy and falling across his face. he sucked his teeth a bit, eyes low.
“why you still up?” he asked, voice barely above a whisper.
“because why would you do that…” you whined softly, your lashes fluttering as you finally looked him in the eyes.
“do? what exactly..” he dragged his words, teasingly. he knew what he was doing. he shifted closer. so close your lashes could touch.
“eren…” you pouted, lips poked out.
you couldn’t help it. your hand slipped under the blanket and into your shorts, rubbing your soaked pussy. eren watched the movement under the blanket and his eyes got darker.
he grabbed your wrist gently and pulled your hand away. “let me do it,” he said, calm and low.
you frowned but didn’t stop him. his long fingers slid under the blanket, under your shorts and panties, and started rubbing slow circles on your wet clit. your eyes rolled back to the stars.
“wait—” you whispered, gripping his wrist. “wait… we can’t… everybody’s right here—”
“so?” he breathed against your lips, slipping one finger inside you. you were dripping. he tucked his bottom lip between his teeth, eyes closing for a second like he was savoring how wet you were.
“fuck…” he muttered under his breath, slowly pumping his finger in and out of you under the blanket.
you opened your legs a little wider without thinking, letting him go deeper. the wet sounds were quiet but so loud to you. eren added a second finger, stretching you more, curling them every time he pushed back in. your breathing was getting shaky and you had to turn your face into the pillow to stay quiet.
he kept that steady rhythm, fingers sliding in and out, thumb rubbing your clit in slow circles. your pussy kept clenching around him, getting wetter with every stroke. you started moving your hips against his hand, chasing it.
eren pressed his hard dick against your thigh, letting you feel how turned on he was. he was throbbing.
you let out a soft whimper and reached back, grabbing his wrist harder, not sure if you wanted him to stop or go faster.
he didn’t speed up. he kept fucking you slow with his fingers, drawing it out, making your thighs shake under the blanket.
he watched every little twitch in your face — how your eyebrows scrunched up, the way your lips parted, how tight you were squeezing his wrist. you were so close. he could feel your pussy pulsing around his fingers. eren had something to prove.
then he just… stopped.
he pulled his fingers out of you completely and yawned loud, acting all casual.
“the fuck?” you balled up your lips, eyes wide. “eren what are you doing?” you whispered, voice shaky and desperate.
he stretched his arms like he was getting comfortable, still yawning. “i’m tired… goodnight.” he sniffed and turned his back to you, pulling the blanket up over his shoulder like he was really about to go to sleep.
you laid there stunned, pussy still throbbing and dripping down your thighs. your body felt hot and frustrated as hell. you stared at the back of his head, breathing hard, lowkey pissed off but even more turned on.
you nudged him with your knee again, harder this time. “eren… stop playing.”
he still didn’t say anything, just stayed facing away from you, but you could see his shoulders shaking lightly like he was trying not to laugh.
“eren.” you sat up on your elbow now, heat rushing all over your body. you were getting pissed. your pussy was still wet and pulsing and this nigga really had the nerve to play with you like this.
you sucked your teeth loud and crawled over him, literally rolling your body right on top of his before settling down.
your back was now pressed against his stomach, ass nestled right against him. he was still laughing softly under his breath.
“what?” he whispered close to your ear, voice deep and amused.
“don’t ignore me,” you pouted, clearly upset that he got you worked up and then tried to play sleep. you could feel his dick, still hard, pressing against your ass through his sweatpants.
eren chuckled quietly and wrapped one arm around your waist, pulling you tighter against him. “okay,” he said, but you could hear the smirk in his voice. his fingers started twirling one of your curls, playing with it while his breath brushed the back of your neck.
he didn’t say anything else for a moment. just kept grinding against you slow, letting you feel every inch of him. his breathing got heavier against the back of your neck. you pushed back against him, frustrated and horny, wanting more.
eren slid his hand down your stomach and slipped it back into your shorts. his fingers found your pussy again, even wetter than before. he rubbed your clit in lazy circles, then pushed two fingers back inside you.
“this what you wanted?” he whispered, lips brushing your ear. he started slowly pumping his fingers while grinding his dick against your ass at the same time.
you nodded, biting your lip hard, trying not to make any noise. your hips started moving with his hand, riding his fingers while your ass kept rubbing back against his dick.
eren breathed heavier against the back of your neck. he pulled his fingers out for a second, then pushed three back in, stretching you more. you gasped quietly and grabbed his wrist, but didn’t push him away.
“you mad at me?” he whispered, smirking against your ear as he slowly fucked you with his fingers. “or you just mad cause i stopped?”
you didn’t answer. instead you pushed your ass back harder on his dick, grinding on him. eren groaned low in his throat and finally pulled his hand out your shorts. he yanked your shorts and panties down to your thighs in one quick motion, then did the same with his sweatpants.
his hard dick sprang out, heavy and hot. he grabbed it and rubbed the thick head up and down your soaked pussy, teasing your entrance, coating himself in your wetness.
“please put it in.. stop playing eren..” you whispered softly.
eren let out a quiet breath and lined himself up. he pushed the head in slowly, just the tip, stretching you open. he stayed there for a second, letting you feel it before pulling back out. he did it again… and again. just the tip, teasing the fuck out of you.
you reached back and grabbed his thigh, trying to pull him deeper, but he held your hip still with a strong grip.
“if you can’t be quiet—”
“i can be quiet.. just do it!” you cut him off, pushing against him. eren laughed softly. then he finally pushed deeper. stretching you with each inch.
your eyes rolled back, lashes fluttering. you reached behind you and gripped the side of his face, pulling him closer. your mouth fell open and even though you swore you could stay quiet, a soft, shaky whimper slipped out.
“shhh,” eren whispered, lips brushing your ear as he bottomed out inside you. he stayed there for a second, letting you adjust to how full you felt.
he started moving — slow, deep strokes under the blanket. the wet sound of your pussy was quiet but obvious between the two of you. every time he pulled back and slid back in, your body trembled.
you bit down hard on your lip, trying to hold it in, but another small moan escaped. eren’s hand quickly came up and covered your mouth gently, his palm warm against your lips.
“you can’t take dick?” he grunted quietly, still fucking you with those long, controlled strokes. his dick was so deep it felt like he was hitting your stomach.
your eyes were watering. the feeling of him stretching your pussy open raw. while trying not to wake up the whole room was making everything more intense.
before you knew it, eren lifted one of your legs, hooking it over his arm. his dick pushed even deeper inside you. you arched your back hard, mouth falling open.
“wait— oh my god—” you whispered, voice breaking. your hand shot down and started rubbing your clit in fast circles, trying to match his pace. your pussy was making the wettest noises now, slick and loud under the blanket with every stroke. you couldn’t control it.
eren groaned low in your ear, gripping your thigh tighter as he fucked you deeper. “you hear that shit?” he breathed. “…pussy creaming all on me.”
you nodded frantically, biting your lip so hard you thought it might bleed. every time he pulled out and slid back in, the wet slapping sounds got a little louder. you were dripping down his dick, down your thighs, making a mess under the blanket.
“eren… slow down,” you whimpered, even though your body was doing the complete opposite. pushing back to meet every thrust.
eren suddenly shoved the blanket down off both of y’all, letting it bunch up around your legs. the cool air hit your sweaty skin and you instantly panicked.
“eren—” you whispered, eyes wide, looking over at kasie and them sleeping on the couch. you were scared somebody was gonna wake up and see him deep inside you like this. raw.
he didn’t care. he just hooked your leg higher and kept fucking you harder now that he wasn’t trapped under the blanket. his hips slapped against your ass quietly but steady. before you could say anything else, he shoved two fingers into your mouth, pressing them against your tongue.
“just take this shit—and be quiet,” he grunted low in your ear, still stroking deep. his fingers muffled your moans while he fucked you even nastier, skin slapping skin, sweat dripping between y’all.
you sucked on his fingers desperately, trying to stay quiet while he fucked you deeper. the sound of his hips hitting your ass was getting riskier.
“you scared somebody gone see me in this pussy?” he whispered, voice rough as he curled his fingers deeper in your mouth. you nodded weakly, eyes watering, but your body kept pushing back on him.
he pulled his fingers out your mouth and grabbed your throat instead, turning your head back toward him. he kissed you sloppily, messy and hungry, while still stroking deep. his dick was hitting spots that had your toes curling and your legs shaking.
“then be quiet,” he grunted against your lips, picking up the pace a little. your pussy was making loud, creamy noises with every thrust now. you reached back and gripped his arm tight, trying to ground yourself, but it felt so good.
eren suddenly pulled out, making you whine at the empty feeling. before you could even react, he flipped you onto your stomach and climbed on top of you, pressing you down into the blankets. he spread your legs wider with his knee and pushed back inside you in one deep thrust.
“fuck—” you moaned into the blanket, gripping it tight. this new position felt even deeper. eren laid his whole body on top of you, chest pressed against your back, and started fucking you.
you couldn’t even be quiet anymore. your best friend’s little brother had you acting completely out of character, moaning and whimpering like you had no sense. and the crazy part? you loved every single second of it.
eren wrapped his hand around your throat and pulled you back harder, forcing your back to arch deeper. you let out a soft, broken gasp as he sank even deeper inside you. it was too much. the wet sounds, your moans, his low grunts — it was all getting way too loud for people being asleep just a few feet away.
his eyes were dark and locked on your face, not looking away for even a second. he gripped your neck tighter, controlling you. “talk to me,” he said softly, almost sweetly, while still stroking deep.
“i— oh my go—” your voice cracked, breaking off into a whimper. you reached up and grabbed at his hand around your throat, trying to loosen his grip a little so you could breathe properly, but he wasn’t letting up.
“no,” he whispered, slowing his strokes just enough for you to really feel every thick inch stretching you open. “say it. say ‘oh my god, eren… you fucking me so good.’”
he gave your face a soft little slap, just enough to sting sweetly, matching the low groan in his voice. his eyes stayed glued to yours, waiting.
you swallowed hard, voice shaky and weak. “oh my god… eren… you fucking me so good,” you moaned quietly, the words barely making it out. saying it out loud made your pussy clench around him even tighter.
eren groaned deep in his chest, satisfied. “mhm… say,” he whispered, still stroking deep and slow. “say ‘i love getting fucked by my best friend’s little brother.’”
you hesitated, embarrassed, but your pussy clenched hard around him at his words. he felt it and let out a low chuckle, tightening his grip on your throat.
“say it,” he repeated, slapping your ass hard enough to make it sting. “don’t get shy now.”
you whimpered, voice shaky and broken as you finally gave in. “i… i love getting fucked by my best friend’s little brother…”
“yeah?” eren’s voice dropped even lower, sounding pleased as hell. he started fucking you harder, deeper, like your words turned him on even more.
eren kept that same slow, deep pace, dragging it out on purpose. he wasn’t rushing at all. every stroke was intentional, pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in, making your toes curl.
“that’s crazy,” he whispered against your neck, voice low. “all that arguing… and now you letting me fuck you right here on the floor.”
he reached around and rubbed your clit in slow, teasing circles while still stroking deep. your legs started trembling again. you tried to push back against him but he held your hip still, keeping full control.
“slow down…” you breathed, even though you didn’t really want him to.
eren kissed the back of your shoulder softly. “you don’t want me to slow down,” he said quietly, almost teasing. “you just scared you’re gonna get too loud and wake them up.”
he kept fucking you slow, making sure you felt every inch. “you feel how deep i am? you really want me to pull out and waste all this nut?”
you shook your head weakly, eyes rolling back. “mm-mm… i don’t… i don’t want you to,” you breathed, voice shaky and broken.
eren let out a quiet, mocking laugh and gripped your hip tighter, still stroking deep and steady. “that’s what i thought,” he muttered. his breathing got heavier against your neck as he chased his nut.
he sped up just a little, giving you longer, harder strokes while keeping his voice low. “i dont— wanna pull out okay?” he groaned, “don’t make me pull out..”
your pussy clenched hard around him at his words. eren groaned softly in your ear, clearly enjoying how your body reacted to him.
“tell me you want it,” he demanded quietly, lips brushing your skin. “tell me you want me to nut in you.”
you stayed quiet, breathing hard, trying to hold onto the last bit of pride you had left. eren slowed his strokes down to a torturous pace, dragging his dick almost all the way out before sliding back in deep.
“don’t play with me,” he whispered against your ear, voice low and dark. he gave you one hard, deep thrust, making your mouth fall open. you whimpered into the blanket, your pussy clenching around him uncontrollably.
“eren…” you whined softly.
“say it,” he pressed, gripping your hip tighter, still moving painfully slow. you finally broke, voice shaky and small.
“…i want it,” you whispered. “i want you to cum inside me.”
eren let out a satisfied, cocky breath. “there you go,” he muttered, finally picking up the pace again. “wasn’t that hard, was it?”
“see.. my good girl.” he tightened his grip on your hip and started fucking you harder, deeper, chasing his orgasm.
his breathing got rough and ragged against your neck. after a few more deep strokes, his body tensed up completely. “fuck…” he grunted quietly.
his dick throbbed hard inside you as he pushed all the way in and held himself there. you felt thick, warm spurts of cum shooting deep into your pussy, pulse after pulse. he kept pressing his hips forward like he wanted every single drop to stay as deep as possible. there was so much it started leaking out around his dick while he was still inside you.
eren stayed buried deep for a long moment, breathing heavy against your neck, twitching every few seconds as he finished emptying himself.
when he finally pulled out slowly, he turned you gently onto your side to face him. without saying anything, he wrapped both arms around you tightly and pulled you into his chest, holding you protectively. one of his legs slid between yours as he tucked you close against his body, almost like he was shielding you.
“come here,” he whispered, voice low and a little possessive. he pressed your head into his chest and wrapped you up even tighter, one hand rubbing slow circles on your back while the other rested on your waist.
“you good?” he asked softly, kissing the top of your head. “i got you… just relax.”
he kept you locked in his arms, warm and secure, like he didn’t want even an inch of space between you two. his breathing slowly evened out as he held you, clearly not planning on letting go anytime soon.
