slasher | eren yeager
summary: you and your best friend + long time crush end up alone together for a halloween movie night.
warnings: fem!reader, probably ooc eren, mentions of scary movies, vaginal penetration, mentions of choking, please let me know if i missed anything! 3.1k words.
you'd frowned at your phone for the fourth time tonight, a freshly popped bowl of popcorn in your hand being placed onto the counter while your eyes skim over yet another text message from a friend, this time, connie.
'gonna stay the night with sasha, she's sick.'
you knew. jean had texted the same thing before only a few hours ago, letting you know that sasha had eaten entirely way too much halloween candy and that she wasn't feeling well. it was no big deal, you had told yourself, there was still armin, and mikasa, historia and ymir, even reiner had mentioned going a few days ago too. but as fate would have it, you would receive another text message in the group chat explaining that they were going to hit up some halloween party instead.
it was fine, really. you weren't mad; you know that no one owes you anything and that the plans you'd made last week were a spur of the moment mention anyways, once you had discovered that your favorite collection of slasher movies had been uploaded to netflix. you throw your feet up onto the coffee table as you sit down, thumbs typing out a quick 'no worries, i didn't pick up a costume so you guys have fun.'
"ill just watch them by myself.." you mumble, tossing your phone aside onto the couch cushions and grabbing your tv remote. you point it, finger poised over the button to press play on the first installment of the series, only, you feel your phone buzz with another message. you lazily drag your eyes over to the screen as it was still on, your heart immediately thumping in your chest at the words displayed in the group chat.
yeager bomb: 'ill come.'
"holy shit." you can't even contain the curse that emits from your lips, his first text quickly being followed by another, 'see you in 10'
"holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!" you repeat yourself in a panicked frenzy, jumping from your couch and immediately running to your bedroom. the cheesy halloween pj's you had been wearing are nearly ripped from your body and tossed across the room, dresser drawers yanked open with such force you weren't sure how they didn't manage to fall out. you quickly settle for a simple outfit, a black crop top and black spandex shorts. you keep on your fuzzy halloween socks with little pumpkins, said articles slipping across your wooden floors as you pace like a maniac.
you had completely forgotten about eren, somehow or another the thought of eren being the only one to show up had never crossed your mind and boy, were you fucking nervous. the heels of your hands grind into your eyes before your fingers run through your hair, your heart pounding a mile a minute. the last time you'd been alone with eren, at a fourth of july party only a few months back, you had kissed. you told yourself it wasn't anything serious— a harmless kiss made by two people who had drunk entirely too much booze.
just calm down is what you keep telling yourself, phone shaking in your hands as you type out a response. it was only a little crush, something silly you had harbored for your best friend over the last few years while telling yourself that it's not like he would like you back anyways. the kiss however, made things much more complicated; you and eren were shying away from each other at every possible opportunity.
you bite you lip, pressing send on your message, 'okay (: bring a pizza.'
by the time you hear eren knocking at your front door, you'd managed to apply mascara and lip gloss, and even style your hair cutely. he notices right off the bat, as soon as you open the door his ears are immediately flushed from how pretty you look, eyes bright and lashes fluttering as you invite him in with sweetly plumped lips. as you lead him towards the living room, he could almost swear you were swaying your hips oh so sensually on purpose.
"why didn't you go to the party?" you ask, glancing at him from over your shoulder as you collect the popcorn and some drinks from the kitchen. you can't help but wonder if he came here for a reason, the thought dancing in the back of your mind.
eren's already gotten into the pizza, gooey strings of cheese stretching from it as he pulls out a slice, "i didn't have a costume either." he admits, gazing at you for what feels like entirely too long before looking back down at the ridiculously greasy slice of pizza in his hands, lips pursing together.
it's not like he was going to admit that he wanted to be alone with you again, that ever since that night he had been pining for you just as you were for him. that he'd been fisting his cock in cold showers after hanging out with the group every single time, just from a few passing glances of your face and maybe a moment that your cleavage had shown, or you had brushed close to him when moving past.
kicking his feet up on the table, he leans back into the cushions, "what are we watchin'?" you fumble with the tv remote, pressing a random button to refresh the page from the current idle screensaver, "oh, uh scream. that okay?" you glance to him, licking your lips before swallowing dryly. eren gulps down the large bite of pizza in his mouth, pointing towards the tv with a greasy finger. "course, you remember when i dressed up as ghostface last year?"
eren remembered vividly— but not because of his own costume, but because of yours. you and sasha had dressed up as a matching pair of a devil and an angel, an entirely classic costume idea.. but the way that red mini skirt gripped at your hips and the way that pointed, heart clip on tail swayed behind you with every movement was a scene he simply couldn't erase from his mind.
you hold back a giggle, biting at the tip of your thumb, "oh yeah! you scared the shit out of armin when you came out of the bathroom." you feel your stomach swirling with excitement and nervousness all in one, as close as the two of you were as friends, you couldn't stop your heart from skipping a beat as he looked at you with beryl colored irises, tawny lips pulled into to a handsome smile as you reminisced together.
you scoot back onto the couch, swinging your legs and placing your feet in his lap with a snicker, hands fiddling with the remote in your hands. you look down to your lap, a foot pressing into his thigh. "hey, ren..?" you speak softly, the abbreviation of his name catching his attention almost instantly. he could only recall one previous time you'd called him that, your voice shaky over the phone as you had asked him to pick you up from a local restaurant after being stood up for a date.
"yeah?" he's finished his pizza by now, hands gripping one of your feet and playing with the fuzzy cotton of your sock. eren gives you his full, undivided attention, admiring every detail of your face as he waits for you to speak. your lips press together, and you almost want to say nevermind and turn your attention back to the tv, but the attentive look drawn on eren's features encourages you. "i just.." you release a sigh, wiggling your toes his his hands, "wanted to say thank you for coming. i figured id be alone tonight, but you pulled through."
there's that pretty smile eren adores playing on your lips, and he can't help but mirror it, his fingers slipping just beneath the ankle of your sock to tickle at the side of your foot. "thank me? you know i wouldn't miss it for the world, you're my best friend." he pulls the elastic of your sock, allowing it to pop against your skin, "now get over here, i'm fuckin' freezing."
ignoring the dull sting against your ankle you shuffle over towards him, pressing play on the movie and setting the remote down. it wasn't weird to be so close to eren— the two of you had done this countless times before yet, the thumping of your heart is heard clearly by both you and him. he can't help but glance over towards you as you come near, scooting until you're shoulder to shoulder.
there's a certain thickness in the atmosphere as you guide your eyes to the television, both of you wanting each other yet neither of you making a move. eren had come for a reason— your shared friends encouraging him to watch the movies with you by himself because they were all aware of the feelings you had for each other. watching the two of you avoid each other in that desperate, lovey dovey way was painstakingly agonizing for them. they'd pushed eren to cross that imaginary line drawn in the dirt that separated you two.
dully, the movie plays behind your loud thoughts, churning within your brain. you can barely focus, the way eren had smiled at you and spoken to you making you all the more flustered. you felt just as you did that summer night, when his lips had pressed against yours so deeply and the bitter taste of alcohol transferred from him to you. it ended as fast as it began, sasha and connie rounding the corner all loud and rowdy with jello shots in hand. you and eren shared a final passing glance, before melding back into the party.
beside you, eren had come to a similar consensus. with a balmy hand, he places it on your thigh, turning to face you in the dimly lit apartment, with only the tv illuminating his features. "[name], can i be honest?" you'd switched your attention from the movie towards him at an embarrassing speed, shifting in your seat just slightly to get closer to him. you don't trust your voice, so you only nod then ghost your hands over his, a fingertip tracing his rough knuckles. his hand feels hot against your exposed skin, and it makes you want to squirm.
"ever since the kiss.." he starts, and you can suddenly hear your heart beating behind your ear drums, your eyes wide and guileless as you look at him. eren feels it— when your thighs press together just slightly and this only pushes him further, his confidence growing stronger. "i couldn't stop fuckin' thinking about you." it's as if the world around you is drowning out, the movie playing yet you can't hear it, only moving pictures in your peripheral vision. "all the time, driving me crazy.."
your breath hitches as he suddenly nears closer to you, close enough that you can feel his breath fan across your frontispiece. your bottom lip quivers just barely before parting, "me too.. i missed you, ren." with your every word, you nearly keen from the way his hand caresses your thigh, slowly inching closer and closer to the heat that spreads rapidly between your thighs. his fingertips meet with the fabric that shields your cunt from him, sticky to the touch already. he hums, eyes flickering up towards you with laze.
"yeah? thinking bout me makes you like this?" you spread your legs at his touch without even thinking, and eren sneers at your eagerness, rubbing his fingers even deeper into your clothed folds. even through your shorts and panties, you soak his digits, and that's enough of an answer to him. "ive barely even touched you, [name]." eren's chin juts up just slightly, that arrogant look you've known for years playing on his face.
"it's been awhile.." you admit shyly, averting your gaze away from him. eren cups your heat firmly, "then it's my job to take good care of you, isn't it?"
this time, you build up the courage to make a move, leaning forward to press your lips against his. it's soft at first, barely grazing together but eren grasps you with his free hand, long fingers spraying over your cheek and touching your hair as he pulls you in deeper, closer. you're both desperate for more, your hand gripping his shirt in a balled up fist and the other finding purchase on his bun, all his hair tied up in one spot being the perfect anchor to hold on to.
there's a quick moment when you part your lips to heave in a shaky breath, and eren steals yet another kiss from you, delving his tongue into your mouth with a low groan. you absent-mindedly tug his hair once more and eren finds himself leaning back with lustful eyes, that dull pain with each yank turning him on more and more. "you keep on doing that and i'm gonna have to teach you a lesson."
eren guides you from the couch to the bedroom with ease, knowing the layout of your apartment like the back of his hand. he can smell you on every blanket and pillow, the place where you lay your head each night.. the place where you might've even touched yourself thinking of him. eren could jump out of his clothes right now and lose himself, but he holds himself together for a bit longer while he's peeling your shorts down your legs.
pink flushes the apples of his cheeks at the sight, your plush legs spread open just for him, wetness seeping through the material of your panties and that bashful look on your face as you gaze at him. you drag your eyes over every inch of him, admiring his body even though he's fully clothed and you aren't. you stare especially long at the obvious bulge beneath his sweatpants, a pout forming on your glossed lips. you rub your foot over it with a whine as eren pulls off your panties, fingers pressed to your entrance and ready to slide in.
he pauses, glancing down to where you rub against him then back up to you, another smirk playing on his lips. "what?" eren already knows, but he'd much rather hear you say it. hear that sultry voice of yours telling him how *bad* you want him. your brows are pinched together, knees knocking into each other out of bashfulness as you look up him, eyelashes batting softly, "need you now, ren. can't wait."
eren feels his cock twitch, throbbing within his confines and he knows just as well as you do that neither of you could wait any longer. he tugs off his shirt while you work at sliding his pants down to his knees and soon his hands join yours with his boxers, cock swaying once it's free of his pants. one hand meets the plush of the mattress as he leans forward, shimmying out of his pants and letting his other hand slide up your side. there's no time to take off your shirt, so he hikes it up above your tits.
eren cups one firmly, his hips finding their way between your legs. like a magnet his glaring red cockhead presses flush against your entrance, and before you can manage to sputter out even a sound he's crashing his lips onto yours, thumb ghosting over your nipple. your fingers feel cool against his stomach as you glide them over, following that trail of hairs that lead you right on down to where you want him the most. your touch is soft, nearly hesitant with clammy fingers wrapping around his shaft and guiding it into your awaiting, inviting walls.
you both let out a sigh of unison at the feeling, your juices coating him and allowing him to slide with ease. "fuck—!" eren seethes through his teeth as he bottoms out, both hands hooking beneath your knees and folding you up nice and wide. you cry out, fingernails painting red lines across his flesh with every inch that stretches you out. your foreheads press together as the kiss ends, and eren keeps his eyes trained to where the two of you are connected, watching as he pulls his hips back just to drop them back down firmly.
the length of his cock makes you squirm, hips shying away from the way he bullies against your cervix already. eren grunts, releasing your legs to instead grab both of your wrists and pull them down flatly against your stomach. he braces down with this grip, his hips picking up a quick pace while rolling into you skillfully. you can do nothing but take it, and eren watches the way your pretty little eyes fill with tears. they spill over onto your round cheeks, and eren thinks you just look absolutely stunning this way.
to see you crying for him, with your lips gaped and brows furrowed together while you take him in again and again is enough to make him cum already, but he once more, wills himself to keep it together. he's not ready for this to end, and he intends to savor you for a bit longer.
eren jackhammers into you, and you find yourself wondering how you ever lived with out him fucking you like this up until now. how he somehow knows your body like the two of you have done this before, easily finding that spot inside of you that makes your entire body spasm, walls clenching around him sporadically, your fingernails digging into the palms of your hands as you let out a wail of warning.
eren choses to release one of your hands in order to rub against your clit with his thumb and work you through your sudden orgasm, watching with amused eyes as your body shudders and shakes. eren looks too good— and you can't help but crane your neck upwards, lips pooching towards him to ask for another kiss. with you looking like that, sweet and plush just for him he could never say no. he'd have to save it for another day because he's coming undone, leaning down to claim your lips as his.
"yes, yes" you cry out in a whisper just before his lips touch yours, legs tightening around his taut waist and your walls tightening even more. eren's hips stall momentarily as he reaches his pinnacle, only moving once more to pump you full with his release. you can feel his cock throb one last time, and this is what brings you to your orgasm once more. you whimper sloppily against his lips, holding onto his shoulders with an iron grip.
you feel your legs fall, relaxing from the position you had locked eren in. eren has other ideas however, long fingers clasping around your neck and tilting your head back just slightly to meet his gaze.
"one more time for me, yeah?"
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