CONTENT WARNINGS : SMUTTY, mentions of your sex life with the boys, perv! coded reader, manhandling, dirty talk, teasing, fingering, oral f!receiving, blowjobs, mentions of knee humping, mention of overstimulation, size kink, and mentions of mirror sex
TRIGGER WARNINGS : none i can think of
includes : eren, armin, jean, reiner, connie, levi, and erwin
word count : 2k
what's playing 🎧 : all wound up by she wants revenge
a/n : can yall tell i really like making these ;P hope u enjoy and that u guys arent getting bored of them teehee
eren (• ༚ •)↝
eren overall is objectively a very handsome man
so naturally there’s already an air of an alluring hypnosis to nearly everything he does
but there’s this particular thing he does that for whatever reason, really does you in
with almost every situation you both are in, he always manages to make some sort of physical contact with you
its embedded in his psyche and human nature to always try and touch you, be close to you, simply share the same air as you
an example that drives you crazy is when you’re in the kitchen and he needs something from the cabinet above your head, he doesn’t even ask you to move, he just cages you in with his broad chest and toned arms, reaching up to grab whatever silly mug or dish you bought for him
when he’s walking past you or needs to get by he grazes your arm, sometimes squeezing it fleetingly but affectionately
or he’ll caress the small of your back when he comes through, completely unnecessary but you don’t question it, you love receiving all of his touches
when he sits beside you he always traps you in, with his big muscular thighs pressed flush against you – this made you really nervous before you guys’ started dating (sometimes still does)
when you’re out and about with friends or in general he’s always got his arm loosely around your waist, silently tightening his grip whenever anything might seem amiss or if he starts to get frustrated with someone hogging your attention for too long
and when you’re in the brunt of a thick crowd, he’ll hold your hand tight, his grip unshakeable while he guides you through
he’ll always look back behind him to make sure you’re still there, safe and with him
he also will only let you walk on the inside of the sidewalk, away from the cars
will grab your arms or waist and tug you back next to him and away from traffic without saying a word
its the casual dominance and protectiveness that he exudes that just riles you all up
in doing this he slightly manhandles you, and you pretend to get annoyed by it but really all it does is make you want to get bent over the nearest surface
when you’re accidentally standing in the way he doesn’t tell you, he just grabs your hips and moves you for you, not even batting an eye as he does so
you love the surprise of it all every time
it renders you to stand idly by for a moment, the flashbacks of all the times he’s gripped your waist or hips and pinned you the mattress while he pounds your cunt and grunts in your ear to “stop fucking moving” play in your head like a movie scene
“know you can take my dick, c’mon baby be good,” he’d growl in your ear, flipping you on your stomach and hiking your knee up, sliding his cock into you and pushing down on your hips to stop your squirming before it can begin
these memories makes a slight shiver go down your spine every time before you resume whatever it is you were preoccupied with
my man my man my mannnnn fr
armin ૮₍'˶• . •⑅₎ა
ugh my pretty boy
this ones kinda nerdy but so is armin
he’s actually really good at card tricks
you have zero idea on how he does any of them, genuinely convinced he really is magic
he has an amazing slight of hand, its truly impressive
the skill sounds incredibly dorky, you both are aware, but seeing him do it always makes you wanna jump his bones
you figure it's because it's a pretty cool skill to have been able to develop which in turn reminds you of his astounding intelligence, which that in itself already turns you on as it is
but it’s also the small smug smile in his lips as he watches you fawn over him, how he’s so confident in his abilities and knows exactly what he’s doing while you sit in awe
and his fingers, Oh My God.
he has the prettiest hands you think you’ve ever seen
long, slender but slightly thicker than yours so when he fingers you, they stretch you out more than you could yourself
your mind always slips to the obscene when he shows you a new trick he learned, watching the way his fingers shuffle and play with the cards… gulp
something else that he does that drives you up the wall is how beautiful he is when he’s reading
he’s so focused, and you can see him getting lost in the story and fully immersing himself into it, the way his face is so serious with a slight furrow in his brows…mmggg
he’s so fucking handsome when he’s leaning against the loveseat in the living room, leg folded and balancing his book on his knee (that you’ll be grinding your clit on later)
and those goddamn fingers of his
he always has his fingers between the pages, prepared to turn them as soon as he’s done, and the way his fingers lay lightly curled within the pages reminds you of the way he drags his long digits up and down your folds, collecting your wetness to smear over your clit
staring at his pretty hands reminds you of the way he’ll rise back up from between your legs, mouth slick along with his fingers, how he’ll bring his digits to your lips and make you suck them clean for him, watching with a deviant stare, his chest rising and falling heavily from how horny the sight makes him
all of this just from him reading btw
he can never finish a damn book when you’re around
(he doesn’t mind)
jean ↻(𓄼 .̀ ̮.́)Ψ
honestly what about jean doesn’t turn you on
this man is so fucking fine it pisses me off
but there’s this specific thing he does that makes you stutter a little, makes you lose your balance within your wording, rendering you momentarily dumb
he’ll do this thing where he’ll flick his eyebrows up, a quick twitch in the muscles of his brows paired with a faint curl in the corner of his lips, something akin to a smirk
it’s just so cocky and so sexy
he’ll do it when he’s making a suggestive joke or talking about something stupid, you don’t even know half the time since you kinda lose the ability to focus on the topic at hand for about 5 seconds whenever he does that
or when you’re explaining something and he wants to show that he is actively listening to you and following along, he’ll add a little “yeah?” as you’re speaking, trying to show his active engagement
he truly doesn’t mean for it to be flirty but when you’re that hot everything comes off as flirty
it always brings about a gust of heat that fans over your cheeks when you catch it, taking a moment to recalibrate your brain and continue on with what you were saying
to be fair to yourself, while he does say that when he’s listening to you, he also uses it in bed, it’s only expected that the line between each connotation would blur!
you’ll just be rambling about work or classes and about whoever is annoying you and he’ll be nodding, hanging off of each word like a good boyfriend, his hand supporting his head while the other holds your hip, murmuring a soft, “yeah?” urging you to continue on
and ughhh it makes your mind flash with images of him hovering above you, fucking your cunt with his fingers, not quite kissing you as his nose grazes yours, laughing breathily when you try leaning up to catch his lips with yours
you whimper with need and he tilts his head, brushing his lips to yours, not giving in to what you want just yet
“yeah?” he draws out, low and teasing, frustrating you further
or when he’s fucking you on his stupidly big cock, watching you struggle to speak when he asks you questions he knows you can’t answer
“yeah baby?”
“what’s that, gotta use your words to get what you want angel”
damn him.
reiner 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯
mmm reiner…
he’s so built, nice and bulky and fit
he’s muscly without being rock hard
like you can tell he actively attends the gym but will never turn down your baked goods or cooking
you love the way that man fucking eats
you love telling him to slow down, that there’s more where it came from, and watching him laugh bashfully and sit up, stretching in his seat and watching the way his shirt rises, exposing his toned but soft tummy and happy trail
he’ll swipe the food off the corner of his lips and keep eating, moaning with each bite like he’s fucking you
you hate how this sounds but he just looks so… manly when he eats
he isn’t sloppy per say, but damn it's just such a primal sight it makes you envious of the food he sinks his teeth into
the way he eats when he’s hungry is just short of ravishing his plate, and it always makes you squeeze your thighs, poking at your own food with your fork, pushing it around mindlessly while he inhales everything before him
it reminds you of the way he kisses you when he hasn’t seen you or gotten to spend much time with you in awhile, how he holds the back of your head greedily to keep you still while his mouth latches onto yours
and of course, reminds you of when he devours your cunt
he loves your pussy more than any food or dessert known to man
between your legs is where he could feast for the rest of his life if he didn’t require food and water
he sucks on your clit until you sob, lapping you up and flicking through your folds as if your cunt really does provide sustenance
he moans into your pussy, gripping open your thighs like he’s angry and desperate, his facial hair tickling your inner thighs
and he doesn’t stop until you’re literally squirming away from his mouth and sobbing for a break
that boy can #eat
connie ᡣ𐭩˙ᵕ˙ᰔᩚ
connie is a pretty laidback, funny guy
you love his humor and you love his friendship with sasha, you love that he can have a female friendship and not objectify her or sexualize her
it's one of the things you love about him
they’re so stupid together, their humor could easily match one of a child’s but it makes you laugh along with them nonetheless
so of course you love connie’s humor, who doesn’t wanna fuck a funny man?
but something else you really like is when connie gets serious
it doesn’t happen often but when it does…Hello…
you like his duality, and his ability to do both, some men don’t know when to get serious and when to let up
but connie does
and its so hot every time
you love the way he sheds his silly demeanor and grows stern, his biceps bulging slightly when he crosses his arms and tries to focus
mmmhhh
especially when he’s frustrated…
you love the tone he takes, love how he can go from playing around to shutting someone the fuck up if prompted
so similarly to armin, his focus is really attractive
it reminds you of that little moment during sex, when he pushes in for the first time, shuddering a low breath and swallowing hard, watching his cock breach past your entrance and stretch you out
he loves to watch his cock disappear into you
nothing could shake his focus off of that
he loves how you suck in a sharp breath when he thrusts in, observing with a laser focus on how he's gotta lightly fuck into you and stretch you out before he can fully start thrusting
your poor little hole can barely take him :(
the contrast of you two going from playful banter to hot moans and steady eye contact while he’s fucking you is so stark it gives you an aroused whiplash
so when he gets serious out in social settings after having just been fucking around with sasha and/or jean you get all flushed, thinking about how intensely serious he gets and how concentrated he becomes when he fucks you
you love your silly goofy man but you love when he locks in
levi ¬_¬
god levi is so fucking hot i need him to curse me out
like jean, everything levi does makes you horny
who could blame you?
well, levi does, when he catches that specific look in your eye
he’s very perceptive after all
but he doesn’t mean anything by it, he’s only teasing
it’d be hard to tell from an outside perspective because he’s always got this semi annoyed tone in his voice
but you know he thinks it's sexy and pathetic that he can make you so horny so easily
the way he carries himself, the way he speaks and holds himself in conversation – everything is just so attractive
but its his precision that you love
you love that with everything he does, it's done right the first time
he’s so responsible, so good at everything he does
he’s so meticulous and careful and approaches things logically and correctly
he’s just so perfect
he doesn’t understand why you love to just watch him work but he doesn’t mind, he likes having you curl into his side while he works on his laptop or that you gaze at him lovingly while he drives – specifically when he pulls out of a parking spot
yk.. resting his elbow over the shoulder of your passenger seat and cranes his head back to make sure he’s pulling out properly
he doesn’t mind that you don’t bother to move, that you stay put and let your faces nearly brush against each other when he does it
he’ll glance over at you, eyeing you up and down before shaking his head slightly, a low humorous exhale leaving his lips
“silly brat.”
meowwwwww…
one of the reasons why his precision turns you on is because within his everyday actions no matter how mundane, this habit of his tracks into your shared bedroom life
he’s precise and deliberate about how he touches you, about how he goes about making you feel good
he took his time in the beginning stages getting to know what you like, how you like it, how long you like it for and so on and so forth
he was and is deadset on being the only person who truly knows how to make you tick
he doesn’t want there to be a single person who can make you feel a percentage of what he makes you feel
he knows how to angle his hips just right so that his cock relentlessly fucks into your sensitive spot inside of you
he knows when to shift you around and when to pin you down before you start jerking away so he can make you really feel him
he knows when you need him to start rubbing your clit and how you like it done
he knows you like it when he makes you take it, that you like it when forces another orgasm from you despite your sobs and pleading words of “no more!”
he knows your limits and what you need better than you do
after all, he is thorough and exact with everything he does
in short - he knows how to handle his woman.
erwin ʕっ• ᴥ • ʔっ
oh commander…
funnily enough the thing about him that turns you on is the exact opposite of connie
he’s a very serious man with a very serious duty
he finds refuge in you, his one escape from his chaotic world where nothing seems to go right
whereas with you, everything flows so well, so relaxing and safe
and because of this, he gets to thaw out of his usual cold austerity and instead melt into something more lax with you
you like when he lets his hair down with you, it makes you feel like you’ve succeeded in being his safe space
you like the way he looks at you when you speak, when he’s in a calm state of mind its like the weight of the world dissipates off his shoulders and he can give you his full attention
you feel his eyes soaking in your face, you can feel his palpable admiration while he scans over you, taking the moment to appreciate you and how beautiful you are
he always fucks you the best when he’s in a tranquil state of mind
nothing matters except for you, your pleasure included ;P
he has more mental capacity to really feel you, and touch you properly like you deserve
so when you notice him start to let loose a little, your body will react before your mind can, associating his fun side with getting fucked wildly
he’ll have you bent over your vanity, huge cock rammed in you while he holds your throat, craning your vision to be directed before you, forcing you to watch yourself get plowed
he mounts you with utter dedication, no obligations or stress or worries holding him back
he laughs softly when you fall limp from your plethora of orgasms, while he remains hard without having cum yet, knowing you’ll let him fuck you full of his cum when he’s ready to
he’s more adventurous and open to new positions with you too when he gets like this
once he had you dangle your head off the edge of the bed and used the new leverage to fuck your throat with ease and eat your pussy at the same time
you still remember the way he squeezed bruises into your thighs while he dragged his tongue over your soaked folds and clit
despite this, he hasn’t picked up on the pattern yet of relaxed erwin = mind blowing sex
so he’s always a little confused when you start to get all jittery and shy when he loosens up, wondering why you’re behaving like a nervous schoolgirl who's spending one on one time with her crush for the first time
its endearing wonderment, he doesn’t mind it at all, he thinks its sweet, he just has no idea that internally you’re just waiting for him ram his cock in you and fuck you without a care in the world
You’re sitting on the couch, legs tucked under you, animatedly telling him about your entire day. From the weird cashier at the store to the drama you overheard on the bus. Your hands move just as much as your mouth, gestures big and expressive.
Levi sits beside you, one arm draped lazily over the back of the couch, sipping his tea in silence. Every so often, he gives a small “hm” or nods, his eyes fixed on you like you’re the only thing worth looking at in the room.
You pause mid-story. “You’re not bored?”
He arches an eyebrow. “If I was bored, I’d walk away.”
You blink. “…Oh.”
He sets his tea down, leans in just enough that his knee brushes yours.
“Go on. I wanna hear the rest.”
And that’s how you end up rambling for another hour, while Levi listens with the quiet patience of someone who (no matter how much he pretends otherwise) likes every single word that comes out of your mouth.
⁂ random hot things guys do that i think are levi-coded part l
minors dni contains sfw & nsfw
☼ when he unbuttons the top of his shirt and rolls up his sleeves to clean. jaw set, brows slightly furrowed in focus. he wipes sweat from his temple with the back of his hand, and the veins in his forearms flex when he wrings out the cloth. he catches you staring and pauses, just briefly, giving you a pointed look that makes your stomach flip and those tiny butterflies flutter.
☼ when he’s fucking you slow, one hand gripping the innermost part of your thigh to keep your legs spread while the other is pressed flat against the mattress. you can hear the faint rasp of his breath, the soft drag of it near your ear before he exhales your name in a breathy, groaned curse. and when your pussy clenches just right, he grits his teeth and mutters something low, like he’s trying not to lose it completely.
☼ when you wake up before him and roll over, only to find him already watching you with heavy-lidded eyes. his hand comes up to your waist, rough hands coming around to press against the skin of your stomach. he drags you closer without a word, tucking your head under his chin and closing his eyes again.
☼ when he lifts you onto the counter without asking just grabs you by the waist mid-kiss and sets you down like you weigh nothing. then stands between your legs, hands on either side of your body. he dips his head to trail hot open-mouthed kisses down your neck.
☼ when you’re straddling him on the couch and his hands are secured firmly on your waist. his lips moving against yours in a way that almost seems hungry. he pulls back just enough to look at you and mutters “tch… clingy,”but his grip doesn’t loosen. he doesn’t let you go
☼ when he cuts a guy off mid-sentence for looking at you too long. he doesn’t yell, doesn’t make a scene, just gives a low “watch your eyes”in a tone flat enough to turn the air cold. and the whole room quiets.
☼ when you’ve gotten dressed in a hurry and he silently fixes the collar of your uniform/shirt. he doesn’t break eye contact at first, his fingers linger for a half a second to long and he subtly looks from your eyes, to your lips and back in a way that makes it so you can’t breathe.
☼ when he’s balls deep inside you, one hand holding your wrists above your head. he rolls his hips in just the right way. slow enough that you feel every ridge of his shaft. your voice breaks, body trembling beneath him. a whimpering mess. he mutters “tch, you’re so loud.” but he doesn’t stop. if anything, he fucks you harder.
☼ when he checks your gear before a mission. he doesn’t ask. just steps behind you and starts tightening the straps on your harness with precise movements. his fingers brush your ribs as he adjusts the buckles, than tug once to make sure they’re secure. “too loose,” he mutters. and when he’s done, he steps away without looking at you. like it didn’t make your heart drop to your stomach.
