𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚌𝚎- 𝙴𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛
CW: Slapping, mild spitting, degrading, mean dom, brat taming, femdom, slight bondage, unrealistic pegging, surprised size kink, cum swapping, tall reader, and toxic hate sex.
Pet names used: Whore, pain slut, mistress, mamas.
Not requested. imagine concept from @r-raiinah (on Wattpad)
Eren Yeager x Femdom reader (modern)
This was going all wrong. All because he didn't come the night before, here you were standing in front of him while he just stared in those iced eyes. Does he really have nothing to say? Was this relationship not secure enough that he couldn't even tell you where he was last night?
His long lashes fluttered up and down as he watched you lash out. He didn't think the argument was this serious but the way your brown skin tinted red, he could tell you were pissed. "Are you even fucking listening Eren?!"
No, not really. Was what he wanted to say. But of course, he just nodded. You weren't the one to get mad easily, but when you did get mad it was always an amusing sight. The way a growl released from your throat, from the way you bared your teeth, he couldn't help but chuckle at his little monster.
"You're laughing?!" Your eyes widen as you watched your boyfriend grin and shake his head. "Sorry sorry. Continue..." He bit down at his full bottom lip to keep from laughing, only to fail again as you looked at him in disbelief.
That's it. This happened all the time and it was getting out of hand. "Is something funny Yeager?..." His laughter quickly came to a stop once he heard his last name. It was something he rarely heard coming from you, it didn't sit well with him. "Nah... ain't nothin' funny mamas." He sat up from his slouched position, elbows on his knees and fingers locked together, deciding it was time for him to actually stop playing around.
"You must take me for a fuckin joke." His eyes followed your body a gets closer to him. ooh, you're cursing. His brow raises at your choice of words, his shoulders shrugging nonchalantly and his lips pressing together. In all honesty, while he was out last night, he had gotten drunk with some friends for a birthday. His pal was a good friend and let him stay the night. But he wasn't gonna tell you, he wanted to see how far you'd go with pressing him.
It made sense why you wouldn't trust him at this moment. He had his times where he would slip up, and the relationship was on and off. You had your reasons to be pissed right now. "I didn't say tha-" You cut him off by raising your hand, landing an open-handed slap across his face.
The stinging on your palm didn't set in until you realize what you did wrong. I just... your eyes widen as you look down at the fresh mark plastered against his tan skin. You were so pissed off you didn't even apologize. You knew the guilt was gonna eat you inside later, but you needed to make your point.
You stared at him silently as his head was still turned from the slap. What's he thinking? His eyes were closed, his jaw clenching from time to time as he tried to process what was happening. "You slapped me." You gulped once he finally spoke. "Yeah... I did." You bit the inside of your cheek once his dead stare met yours. "You can't take that back." He suddenly stood up, making you step back to avoid touching him.
You were tall, a good 5'10 on a good day. But Eren? god, that man was huge every day. Huh? What am I doing? like hell I'm gonna let him show me out. there's no way I'm letting this man just ignore me and push me off again.
"What makes you think I'm going to? You really deserve it from all the shit you've put me through." You stepped up to him, pushing him back on the plush couch the two of you own. This caught him off guard, not thinking you were gonna talk back. What's this feeling? power? Domination? Whatever it was, you suddenly felt it running through you, " Nah, you gonna listen to what the fuck I gotta say, Yeager." You pushed your Jordan 1s against his chest, pinning him down against the back of the couch.
He stared at you with a shocked expression. You honestly shocked yourself. Pressing your shoe against his white shirt? How disrespectful could you get? But, he simply didn't fight back.
"Seven years! SEVEN. LONG. FUCKING. YEARS!" You clapped your hands with each word, wanting to get your point into his thick skull. "That's how long I had to put up with you- going around and fucking with that same bitch! And she not even all that cute!" You removed your foot from his chest and got in his personal space.
You were so close to him that he had to actually move his head to look at you. Fuck. Your confidence made his nails dig into the fabric of the couch. He was the one that always looked down on people. Figuratively and literally. This drove something in him.
"Are you even listening?! Yeager I swear, answer me!" He watched you with parted lips. He was honestly speechless. Why was this so arousing to him? He shouldn't feel like this. God, you looked so pissed, he should answer you.
"Yeager I swear, if you don't speak to me, I'm forcing your fucking mouth open. And you really don't want to see what I'll do when I do so." Why couldn't he say anything? Was he really so interested in what you were going to do to him?
"Yeager." No answer. "Yeager!" No answer.
Suddenly you reached your hand forwards, thinking he was gonna get slapped, he flinched away, only to release a grunt when his head was snatched back. Before he tried to call you out, your hand was already grabbing his jaw and forcing it open wide.
His eyes widen as he feels a warm, thick substance hit the back of his tongue. "Swallow it." You pushed his mouth shut, your nails gently digging into his cheeks until you felt his throat bob.
Oh Fuck, don't look at me like that. Were you always this gruesome? This mean? This... fucking hot? One part of him was glad he challenged you, a bigger part scared of what's to come. Were you like this before you got with him? Questions on top of questions.
You watched as his face began to shifts shades. His natural honey skin going into a red hew. Out of natural reaction, your brows crashed down, confusion taking over you as you looked into his eyes.
This was different. "Do you have anything to say??..." You searched his eyes for some type of answer, but what you got was even more satisfying. "Are you going to fuck me with that cock you hid from me for seven years? Or are you just gonna hover above me and tell me how much of a bad boyfriend I am until I cream myself?" His large hand wraps around your wrist, pulling your hand off his face.
"W-what?"
"Don't tell me you didn't think I ain't know mamas.." His eyes stayed on yours as he turned his head, leaving kisses against your tatted wrist. Kissing the E.Y. on the bone. Of course, he'd know.
Your shocked state quickly left your face as you watched his lips explore your fingers. Oh god.
You gently pulled your hand away from him, the fingers that were in his hair tighten, making him bite his lip. "Let's go." You pushed him off the couch, making him bend down near your height as you dragged him up the stairs. This just added more to the size kink he figured out he had.
Getting into the room, you pushed him onto the bed, which he caught himself with his arms before he could land on his face. He watches you over his shoulder as he laid on his stomach. Your movements were slow but he could tell you were eager by the way your eyes looked, also by the way your hands moved around in the closet. You finally pulled out a black adjustable black bag. From your college days, you would always have to keep this thing near you, it had to be easy access.
He flips on his back as you started making your way back to the bed, your attention not on him as you reach for the dresser and grab the lube. "Strip for me." You finally spoke up. He didn't expect words to be exchanged so he just laid in his spot, trying to figure out what you were about to do. " Do it now, Yeager. You're gonna start listening. Or I won't be so nice next time." He watched your eyes darken as you spoke, throwing the bag and lube on the bed beside him.
That look in your eyes was different. It brought a smile to his face. He chose not to say anything and stood up. He slowly stripped out of his clothes, teasing you as you watch him fiddle with the jaw strings of his sweats before letting them fall to his ankles. His strong thighs clench and unclench as he steps out of his pants and kicks them off to the side.
You couldn't help but scan his body, your eyes stopping at the obvious strain against his briefs. There was a wet stain pressed against his tip, he was enjoying this? That was a shocker to you.
Next was his shirt. You watched him pull the thin fabric over his head, his hard nipples that could be seen through the shirt earlier now exposed. Fuck, he was so pretty like this, you couldn't wait to mark him, put him in his place. "All of it." His eyes follow your vicious glare, which landed on his strained cock in his boxers.
"Come take 'em off." He moved towards the bed, sitting down and giving you a show as his strong thighs were spread. "Since you're so big and bad. Come take 'em off mamas..." He raised his arm, his big hand pushing back his hair so he could give you a good look. Testing your dominance might have been a new thing he was into.
The way you clenched your jaw as you look down at him with hatred. Fuck, he could cum just like that. You walked over to him, with rush footsteps, an amused smile slowly forming on his face once you get to him. "Now wh-" "shut the hell up."
You pushed him against your plush sheets and grabbed the hem of his underwear. The sudden feeling of his back hitting the bed made him release a breath, which was replaced with a groan as he feels you yank down his underwear, his throbbing dick hitting his lower stomach. "You talk too fucking much for your own good. You must want to get fucked hm?" You didn't let him get a chance to answer as you stuffed his own briefs in his mouth. "Please gag."
He stared at you with lust-filled eyes, letting you have your way with his body. He couldn't care at this moment what you were gonna do with him, he'll enjoy it either way.
Whoa, how did we end up like this? He didn't know his back could make this shape. He stared at you over his shoulders as you adjusted the harness on your hips. It was at least 8 inches, and thick, as fuck. He gulped at the size, shit he was getting nervous.
You noticed the hint of fear in his eyes as your smaller hand stroked the lube on your strap. "Don't get scared now. It's too late." You placed a hand on his lower back. "Hold your ass open." Which to your surprise, he actually listened and reached back, spreading them open to expose his un-prepped hole.
At this point, he was breathing heavily due to the anticipation. "Mm!" He bucked upwards, making his face get pushed into the sheets. The cold feeling of the lube made him clench around nothing. You slowly slid in your finger and started prepping him. It took a while but when you made sure he was nice and stretched, you landed an open-handed smack on his ass.
He muffled a curse, his body jerking forward at the stinging pain. "I fucking hate you, Eren." You spoke up as you aggressively snatched his arms back, making his front lift up.
"Hm Mm~" He muffled out an I know, which you picked it up quickly. The tip of your strap pressing against his slick hole before taking your time to slide in. "But I'm never leaving you. Do you understand, Eren?" Your voice was soft yet aggressive. You showed passion.
His eyes started gathering tears from the burning stretch. "H-hm Mm!~" He whines out another I know. You released his arms, his reaction too late, and letting him fall on his face. Putting a hand on his hip to keep steady, you slowly started grinding your hips onto him, trying to get back into your old movements.
His moans came out broken and muffled, which made you desperate to hear them. You leaned up forward and pulled his now soggy underwear out his mouth, a string of saliva falling onto his lips as you threw the item across the room. "Ooh fuck~" His brows crashed together, his eyes slightly rolling back as you grinded against him.
Your pouted lips go up into a little smirk as you hear his moans. Your hands gently grabbed onto his and pinned them against his back as he would do you. Keeping one foot on the ground, you propped the other one onto the bed and started speeding up, his soft groans turning into loud dragged-out moans as the 8 inches fill him deep. "Mng~ fuuck!~" His mouth parted open, his virgin hole tightening around the textured strap as you thrust inside him faster.
"What's my name?" His eyes shot open as he felt the familiar stinging pain on his ass "M-mamas- Ah! Miss-tress! Mistress, please!~" He corrected himself when you bucked your hips up.
"That's right baby, it's mistress~" You could feel the desire of wanting to touch you as he tugged against your surprisingly strong hand. "Mm~ look at you below me Eren. I should fuck you in front of the mirror so you can see how much of a cum slut you are~" You leaned down against his flushed back, his moans increasing as you get deeper inside. "AH! fff- ah shit!~" Drool started going down the side of his face, his body squirming below you to get away from the new pleasure.
"Look at you runnin from me, can't take it? Haha, aww~ baby you're not going anywhere, yeah? You're gonna stay right here and forget about that bitch you sneak off to see." As you talked, a small growl released from your throat, making him whimper below you.
"You're gonna take this cock just how I put up with your slutty ass every day, yeah?" You dug your nails into his skin, his initial tatted wrist and waist earning new marks from you.
This pain turns into pleasure, his dick weeping and leaking below him, making a small puddle form below him. "Y-yes ma'am- I- I mean mistress!~" He cried out, voice cracking as he started getting closer to his high. "Shit mistress I'm gonna cum! Please please make your pain slut cum!~" Fuck, this man can beg. You sometimes forget he was a former crybaby.
You suddenly pulled out, his hole gaping and clenching around nothing. You released his hands and flipped him around on his back. When were you this strong? He couldn't help but question.
"W-why did you stop?! I was so clos- Ah!" His thighs were pressed against his chest as you plowed into him, the new angle immediately pushing him against his limits. "Fuck! I love you I love I love-mngh!" Your lips shushed him up, your tongue slipping past his lips and taking in his cheap love. You thrust your hips one more time, making his head pull away from yours into a quiet scream.
His white ropes released onto his stomach and chest, the feeling making him gasp and clench hard around the object inside him. "Fuck baby. I love you too." You gave him one more peck before slowly sliding out.
His face, neck, and chest were a bright red, his freckles getting bruised from the rough play and his ass sore from the smacking. He was beautiful like this. His long hair was now out of the ponytail and stuck to his face from the sweat.
You kissed down his jaw and neck, leaving your marks all over him until you get to the pool of cum on his abs.
Licking the bitter substance up, you bring it up towards him and pull him back into a heated kiss, which he accepted and kissed back, only to moan in the kiss once his cum touches his tongue.
"That was the best Fuck you ever had hm?" You talked against his lips. "Mhm.." He lazily replied. "Good, remember that." You gave him a deep peck, gently pulling his bottom lip.
"I'm gonna ride this pretty mouth of yours, okay?" You said in a soft whisper, your eyes only on his lips while his stayed on your eyes
"Yes, mistress."
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