Levi pines silently. He’ll watch you when he thinks no one notices. From across the mess hall during dinner, eye twitching and jaw ticking when he sees you sit just a little too close to someone who isn’t him. Or across the training yard, when he should be focusing on his own drills.
You’re always at the back of his mind. In fact, you live there rent-free. For example, whenever he makes tea, he thinks about how it would be to share it with you, so much so that he almost makes two cups instead of one before stopping himself with a shake of his head and a “tch, pathetic.”
His voice and eyes will soften around you. His harsh tone becomes just a little more gentle, the hard edges of his mouth turning into something less sharp. The cold grey in his eyes suddenly seems warmer, much more welcoming. He doesn’t notice it himself, but others definitely do.
He gravitates towards you without meaning to. Deciding that when your squad does drills in the courtyard is just the perfect time for him to go train too. That when he knows you’re out on an errand is the perfect time for him to go too because, why not, when he knows he’s running low on tea or cleaning supplies anyways.
He gets easily jealous. Jaw tightening, eyes sharp as they observe you from a distance. Sometimes, he snaps and is by your side in an instant, scaring away whoever got into your personal space with a glare so cold it could freeze Hell over many times.
He becomes overprotective. Wanting you close to him during missions, placing himself between you and danger as if it’s second nature to him – whether that danger is a titan or something far more trivial, he’s always there.
And after, he'll pull you close, so close that your breath hitches in your throat. His calloused hands roaming over every scratch and mark on your skin, eyes scanning your body – not in a pervert way, not at all, but in an intense, assessing way, as if he's determined to find every single injury marring your body, regardless of how small or insignificant. Because to him, nothing that happens to you is insignificant.
And first when he's made absolutely sure that you're alright does he pull away again, that fleeting display of vulnerability wiped completely from his face as he retreats back into himself, locking those feelings away deep inside his heart.
Pining Levi might just be my favourite Levi (and that's saying something)
seriously I've had this lying in my drafts since august but figured I could post it now before another half year passes lol
includes: general, personality, appearance, friends, as ur bf !
inspired my by eren fic; light speed!! can be read on wattpad + ao3
a/n: these are MY personal headcanons. if you don't agree with stuff that's fine lol, it's a headcanon for a reason. also this is like really long LMAO. i also haven't written nsfw stuff in years so sorry if it's awkward sounding </3
general/random!
-> half german (dad), half turkish (moms side); more connected to this turkish side
-> with that said he can speak a bit of german but is more advanced in turkish - him and mama jaeger often argue in turkish when around his dad and friends LMAOO
-> MAMAS BOY !! this man LOVES his mom to fucking death, even if he doesn't show it. still calls her mama/ma
-> ALWAYS chewing gum. spearmint specifically.
-> LOVESSS cars a lot, get's excited when he sees a nice one and will always point it out
-> DND warrior unfortunately
-> enjoys spicy food but has a shit spice tolerance but he's stubborn and has a huge ego so he'll literally act like he's fine even if he spice is killing him 😐
-> loves superhero comics/movies/shows : invincible, the boys, the amazing spiderman, STAR WARS!!!
-> star wars NERD. knows like everything about the franchise, has posters, lego sets, figures, all that shit. will literally quote the movies (especially star wars episode I, II, and III) if something reminds him of it.
-> somewhat a gym rat; enjoys sports like basketball!!
-> tall enough to dunk and whenever he does dunk he holds onto the rim and swings for a few seconds (abs and vline on FULL display 🤤)
-> likes to skateboard!! does it with connie a lot. will skateboard around campus :P
-> messy handwriting, a mix between cursive and just unreadable (probably gets it from his dad)
-> pot head LOL. in highschool he used to smoke a lot but he's def toned it down in uni to focus on his studies
-> doesn't love drinking but he will on occasion, hates getting cross faded
-> surprisingly studious. wants me be a good student. competitive with jean, reiner, and even armin and mikasa at times
-> would probably be a poli sci. major in uni with hopes of becoming a lawyer one day cause he loves arguing. might even be in politics one day.. maybe..
-> listens to ptv, deftones, mcr, the cure, etc. likes heavy metal and 'emo screaming music' (what sasha and connie call it) to death
-> learned how to play the guitar and plays the electric + knows how to play the bass
-> texts a lot/doesn't love being on call or ft usually
-> plays video games like cod or league or nba 2k and is really good (had a hugeeee fortnite phase + plays minecraft with armin)
-> posters ALLLL over his room. like everywhere
-> draws on his hands and arms with a sharpie/pen when bored
-> doesn't know how to hold a pencil right
-> if ur on his close friends/private story/spam acc, u know he spams the shit out of it and reposts a lot of edits/stupid stuff but will rarely post on his main story
-> reads a good amount of books, but he has to be really interested in the plot in order to actually lock in and sit still to read it.
-> has watched the twilight movies and unironically loves them
-> had a finsta as like a random blonde pretty uni girl to stalk people...
-> stays up till like 3 in the morning/finds it hard to sleep most nights so he takes A LOT of naps/falls asleep randomly throughout the day
-> sleeps in fetal position
personality
-> has an attitude problem lowk and will roll his eyes and be very sarcastic to the point where people will think he's being rude/doesn't like them
-> loves to rage bait but he gets rage baited SO fucking easily it's sad oh my god.
-> embarrassed SO easily and will get very loud and defensive.
-> will day things that are rude and hurtful without thinking when he's angry or just cause and instantly regret them but won't apologize cause he's too prideful for that shit
-> is VERY passionate about random things; a nerd.
-> anger issues. like HORRIBLE anger issues to the point where he had to go to anger management classes and was ofc angry about that lol
-> gets into arguments with literally everyone cause he's so hard headed
-> has a very hard time asking for help - will literally try every possible solution before asking someone to help him
-> swears a lot. too much. his fav word is fuck (FUCK OFFFFFF). mom smacks him. (there is a swear jar. if he swears more than 5 times in an hour, u need to tell him mom LOL)
-> tries to be nonchalant and mysterious like levi and mikasa but fails so hard and just looks sorta dumb
-> is very shy abt it but it's so obvious he loves his friends and loved ones to death. he would do anything for them (even commit genocide- WHATTTTT??? who said that?)
appearance
-> tall. a little shorter than jean (he lies and says he's taller when he clearly isn't)
-> tan, naturally but also cause he spends a lot of time outside
-> body is muscular but not as buff as reiner. a little more lean. naturally athletic looking
-> BIG VEINY hands. (tf did u think i was gonna write...?)
-> pretty/feminine facial features. they are on the sharper side tho
-> has like a perfect nose. the nose that people pay to have. that perfect straight button nose.
-> long long long eyelashes and nice ass eyebrows </3
-> tries to grow out his facial hair cause he gets teased for looking femenine especially cause of his long ass hair but it annoys him and he ends up shaving after a few days
-> wants an eyebrow/industrial/tongue/lip piercing but his mama would KILLL him
-> grows out his hair for like months and will randomly cut it without telling anyone and just show up with short hair
-> blushes easily, a really pretty pink color
-> silver and gold jewelry both look good on him but he prefers silver cause its edgier
-> likes to dress grunge/skater punk esque - lots of baggy clothes, old band tees, jeans, sweats, layering
-> wears silver rings and necklaces
-> has this one belt made of bullets and ALWAYS wears it cause he thinks it makes him look tough
-> would have tattoos but they'd have meanings and he'd spend a lot of time picking them out
-> naturally kind of hairless (partially why he struggles to grow out facial hair)
-> has a padawan braid cause he's a cute loser nerd
-> smiles with his teeth- naturally straight and very white
-> clean looking. smells like spearmint gum and musk and just nice
as your boyfriend
-> CLINGY. SO. FUCKING. CLINGY.
-> easily flustered/shy, and won't meet ur eyes when he is (face turns pink; specifically the tip of his nose and cheeks and also the tips of his ears.)
-> LOVES the way u smell. literally grabs u by the waist and buries his head in the crook of ur neck and just breathes
-> loves when you touch hair hair/play with it/braid it, or when u scratch his arms and back - just loves when u touch him in general
-> has a stupid ass nickname for u that u HATE. he uses it in private. isn't huge on petnames but will call u baby when trying to calm u down or get ur attention
-> however, when he's being super passionate and sweet and just extra loving to u he will call u hayatım or aşkım (turkish for my love)
-> VERY touchy but not really in a sexual way (??) like he likes to hold ur hand, leans his head on your shoulder, hugs you, plays with your hair
-> cracks ur knuckles (bonus points if u squirm and try and get him to stop. he knows u hate it but he does it anyways hehe - unless u tell him not to do it properly. then he won't ofc)
-> loves ur voice, especially his laugh
-> rmr how i said he doesn't like to call/ft and prefers to text. yeah hell no. never with you. if u guys are apart he's on call with u. driving? calling u. at the grocery store? calling u. at the gym? ft with u. at night? ft with u. always always always wants to hear ur voice and laugh and see ur pretty face
-> ass and boobs and thighs meh like okay he loves obviously but he especially loves ur eyes and ur lips
-> VERRRRRYYYYY playful. like he loves to pink ur cheeks, squish ur face, kiss the tip or ur nose/squeeze it, flicks ur forehead, ruffles your hair, and since he's taller than u he always rests his arm on the top of ur head which pisses u tf off so its even better.
-> holds ur hand/grabs ur thigh while driving. if he's holding ur hand he'll bring it to his lips and kiss it/bite ur hand/fingers playfully
-> likes pda but won't do it very often cause he likes to seem nonchalant and get easily embarrassed but u alr know behind closed doors that man is SO clingy and so so so affectionate to make up for all the missed time
-> so so so so so very protective. did i mention protective? to the point where u have to calm him down or he'll literally get violent.
-> tickle wars. pillow fights. play fights. has mega knighted u on multiple occasions.
-> LOVES to match u. like if u like a specific color he will always wears it
-> if he does have tattoos he'll draw them on ur arms with pen/sharpie so u guys can match <3
-> HE suggested couples costumes for halloween. him. yes. anakin and padme OR atom eve and invincible OR nightwing and starfire OR just like any superhero couple.
-> when u first met him u thought he was very nonchalant/unaffectionate and maybe even mean but the minute he warms up it's overrrrrrr for u
-> sorta confessed first? it's so obvious to everyone BUT u that he likes u and he randomly asked if u liked him without mentioning anything abt his feelings
-> kissed u once and was like yeah that's it PLEASE be my girlfriend. he wasted no time becoming a couple cause he NEEDS to let everyone know ur his
-> very attentive. pays attention to all the small things that no one notices; sometimes things u don't notice
-> PATHETIC ASS YEARNER HOLY SHIT OMG. like a yearner down to his very core. when he first started realizing he liked u, he would literally come up with any excuse to spend more time with u, always stared at u, is extra playful and will be way more touchy as long as u seem comfortable with it, will tease the shit outta u and it lowk pisses u off but he enjoys seeing u angry
-> talks VERY highly of u, makes it super obvious he has a lot of respect for u
-> LOYALLLL. if u don't like someone without question he will literally hate this person, even if previously he might have liked them/thought they were a good person.
-> despite the fact that he's so hard headed and literally enjoys arguing, he literally REFUSES to argue with you and lowk just ignores problems even when u try to bring them up and push him abt it cause he knows he doesn't have control over the shit he says when he's pissed and the last thing he wasn't to do is hurt ur feelings </3
nsfw/spice | MDNI !!
-> rough and dominate asf.
-> LOVES to pull ur hair, bite you, leave marks/bruises
-> praise. praises tf out of u and loves it when u praise him.
-> from behind. loves it from behind. will literally put his hand on the small of your back and push you down to get the right angle.
-> LOVES when you scratch his back and leave marks. the harder/the more it hurts, the better.
-> literally folds and dies a little on the inside when u pull his hair really hard
-> very very very much likes the way u taste.... iykwim
-> pins ur hands or ties them up so ur literally helpless.
-> u could be squirming away and he'll grab ur hips and pull your back and be like "you can take it."
-> did i mention biting?
-> aftercare is lowk his fav part. he loves cleaning u up, taking you to the bath, washing your hair, cuddling
-> isn't afraid to be loud and loves it when ur loud and literally screaming his name cause he knows he's doing a good job
-> loves it messy. im talking ur makeup is like GONE, the sheets are all messed up and ruined. think the honeymoon scenes in twilight breaking dawn prt 1 LMFAO
-> HUNGRYYYY for u always. he's like a starved man when it comes to you.
-> LOVES when UR rough with him and u get all possessive and dominant. turns him tf onnnn
-> swallow it.
-> makes u beg for it. "use your words baby." "say please?"
headcanons for which your cold and jaded superior—levi ackerman—gradually softens up to you while learning of a deep, dark secret — based on this ask • themes/warnings: x f!reader, implied trauma disclosed, it isn’t ever verbally said but there is a strong implication towards past SA, reader is inexperienced/a virgin and while nothing graphic happens, there is a build-up towards gentle intimacy (a hug) • w.c: about 900ish
Levi Ackerman, who didn’t care all too much about you when you first joined his squad. Truth be told, he thought you wouldn’t last too long at all, so dismissing you from the first interaction onwards felt safer. At least much more so than getting to know yet another eventual face to bury.
Levi Ackerman, who found it annoying when he’d catch you lingering around the barracks long after everyone else had gone off to sleep. He found it so strange that you often stood there in place with your head tilted up, your mind somewhere in the clouds.
Once, he decided to confront you about it, only to be met with a flinch and a shove that sent him stumbling back a step. Your eyes were all glassy when they landed on his, coated in tears that were ready to fall. You looked at him like he had cornered you—as if he were about to hurt you.
He wasn’t offended when you looked at him like that, no, but—
He also didn’t know what to do with himself.
Levi Ackerman, who, after that, made an effort to notice all of those other things about you, no matter how small. He shrugged off the nonchalance he wore around fresh faces, reminding himself that you were his squadmate, so therefore, to a degree, your responsibility. Only when he started to take extra care did he begin to see the way you so easily startled when someone’s hand or shoulder brushed past you when they walked by, or how you would dissociate during field missions.
It was around then when the way you acted started to feel familiar; it was how he acted when processing grief, after all.
Leading him to understand that you were working through something traumatic.
He should have known.
And over time, he put together the pieces without ever needing you to say what it might have ever been out loud, with certain things like context clues guiding him closer to the answer he once so naively sought, leading him to the conclusion that it might have been someone who hurt you in the past. Given the way that you often recoiled from closeness, he guessed it was personal enough.
When, also, you finally were brave enough to disclose the truth on your own, he went strangely quiet, or at least more so than usual. You told him all about how you were hurt—how you were touched—how you then lost yourself to the pain. Anger rose from within him on your own behalf, and he felt profoundly disappointed—but not surprised—that people like that existed, let alone breathed the same air he did. Still, he kept his anger concealed and didn’t let his fury reach you, understanding that all you needed right then and there was someone who accepted you.
In turn, giving you his support, his shoulder to cry on, his sheer presence, if it meant you wouldn’t have to suffer this all alone anymore.
And indeed, you did not—
For it was you who joined the military as a means of surviving something you could never quite outrun, wasn’t it? You convinced yourself—perhaps foolishly—that if you poured all of your misery into something essentially terminal, then you could disappear when it all went south.
Even when you performed well on the initial assessment and even when you did act like the ever-so-disciplined soldier they wanted, you were still set aside, told to wait. Someone told you it was nothing to worry about, that it was that… they hardly ever got adult recruits. That you needed to be in a team that fit you.
Which was how you ended up working alongside a man with the coldest eyes you had ever seen.
It was you who found yourself flinching whenever he got too close, not that it was ever his fault for spooking you, nor your fault for reacting. You tried so hard to push him away, to keep things strictly professional, but he never provoked you to do anything other than take your time, and as you did, the pieces that barely kept you together slipped loose all on their own.
It was you, then, against all reason, who began to fall for him anyway, even when you swore off everyone else left in the world. It was just the fact alone that he recognised your pain for what it was, and that meant a lot more than anything else ever did. This wasn’t a person who wanted to hurt you—not like they did back then—in fact, all it ever seemed like was that Levi only ever wanted to help you.
It was you who felt your breath hitch when you realised he quite possibly felt the same way, leaning in for a kiss—which was rare of him to do—only to have you pull back, your shoulders close in on themselves, your hands ball into fists—
“That’s alright,” he murmured, his voice low and soft, nothing but reassurance in his tone.
But it was still you who trembled, it was you who shook, and you who tried to push him away—
“I’m not,” you said too quickly, all breathless and shaky, “I-I’m not— I don’t— I want my firsts to be my own, and this feels like it, but—”
“They’ll be on your own terms, then,” he said decisively, understanding perfectly well, pulling away, allowing you some space.
At that, though, it was still you who felt as if something in you was freed.
You met him with not a kiss, but a hug, holding on with all that you had—
Just about nearly breaking under the weight of how lucky you were to find him in a place that you had gone off to disappear.
And Levi Ackerman, who, on the other hand, finally felt something in him settle, because all of the care he once withheld had finally found somewhere safe to go.
📝: black fem hairstylist!reader, friends to lovers, fluff to smut, praise, he’s also bi, alcohol use, switch!armin, choking, finger sucking, oral (a eating) missionary, cumshot, calls reader babe and my love
🎙️: I’m trying out something a lil’ different and trying to actually make my drabbles short so I hope y’all like it. Also I know like 3 of you might actually see this tonight but posting anyways bc I’m bored
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you never thought you’d see makeup artist!armin ever again..in the flesh at least. It’d been three years since you, him and twenty other attendees of one of the country’s most elite cosmetology schools had graduated as licensed beauticians. A majority of you had gone on to do extraordinary things with your newfound certifications…some working for prestigious salons, others starting their own businesses and continuing ones they were running illegally. But you and Armin? Leagues all on your own! Of course, the same could have been said when you were in school together. Seemingly attached at the hip and matching in both skills and wit. makeup artist!armin was naturally the talk among the class. The only male in a room full of gorgeous girls…chatting and keeping up with the conversations as if he were one of you. Offering advice on boyfriends and husbands, reciting the lyrics to every female rap song that played from the salon floor’s speakers as you all practiced balayage and full sets whilst the instructor watched. makeup artist!armin was a natural..able to analyze a face and turn anyone into the most beautiful version of themselves. Of course, it left much speculation on his orientation but when the question arose, his response was: “I like what I like, that’s all.”
with his fluffy blonde locks, warm blue eyes, scattered tattoos, including the pieces on his neck and hands…fingernails always donned with nail polish and sporting jewelry of some form, he was a dream. But it was him who was enamored with (y/n)..his girl to anyone who asked. Something you always figured to be a lighthearted inside joke, considering the number of empty, flirtatious passes you made at one another. Pretending to kiss, even allowing him to grasp your throat in the process because he’d only follow it up with some effeminate remark before you both broke into a laugh. “Armin moveee, you play too much.” “Babeee, c’mere. You didn’t have a problem last night. Why are you being mean to me?” But makeup artist!armin wasn’t interested in playing games anymore..especially when he saw you all over Instagram, going viral for your amazing work. Laying wigs, coloring, finger waves, silk presses..the works. You were the best of the best and people were dying to get a seat in your chair. Including an influencer with tons of followers and the money to burn, looking to get done up by the city’s finest for a club appearance. What you didn’t expect was the person traipsing behind her to be makeup artist!armin..looking even better than he had before!
“It’s been a while, my love. How are you? I see you look sexy as always.”
Hugging instantly as the excitement over took the both of you. makeup artist!armin couldn’t keep his eyes off of you as you styled the influencer’s hair, watching you two laugh and chop it up..joining in on the fun occasionally. Turns out he had been working with some notorious clientele, using his talents to earn quite a pretty penny and make a name for himself in the beauty sector. But the real conversation wasn’t done until after hours…when he’d finish up with your guest and you were closing up shop. The two of you would down some of the leftover shots you had with the client as part of her pregame whilst he decided to give you a complementary beat for old times sake…
talking about life and what it had been like since you left the academy. Divulging in juicy gossip about friends and old peers alike, work and what it was like having your entire catalogue on display for social media. Of course, what makeup artist!armin and yourself truly wanted to know was if there was a special someone around..
“Me? Nah, me and my ex been done. I don’t have time for dating..the money is my only love nowadays.”
“I feel that. All I do is work and go home.”
but he was hoping to change that last sentiment. Dressed in his black button down and slit jeans with silver bands on his fingers..he’d turn your face towards him as the guise of brushing on your highlight
“Y’know I really missed this, (y/n). I’ve been watching you and I’m so proud of what you’ve done. You’ve worked hard.” “Thank you, Armin..you’re always so sweet.” “Well duh, I’ve already told you, you’re my girl..”
makeup artist!armin couldn’t hold back any longer…bridging the gap of space between you two as the bright lights hung overhead. He'd confess that he’d thought about you everyday and wished that the two of you had kept contact. It was as if all of the sexual tension and feelings that the two of you had been harboring were just seconds from spilling over. Which only in turn led to you moving to the back of your salon, lips crashing together and tongues shoved into each other’s mouth as he mounted you onto a nearby countertop. Completely forgetting his masterpiece he’d painted on your face.
“Arminnn..”
“Shhh..it’s okay, babe. I know..you don’t have to tell me. I know you better than anyone.”
a statement that rang true when he’d pull you into a kiss yet again and clutch your throat as he’d done in a joking manner many times before. A movement they elicited a smile from you both.
“You still like that, huh? So nasty..”
“You said it..you know me better than anyone, baby.”
from your lips to your neck, he’d mark you with pecks, licking and nibbling at your ear as he whispered lecherous things; from how good you looked in the bodycon dress you were wearing to how he needed to hold it up while pounding you from the back..
“Mmmm..see, there you go playing wit’ me.”
“Spread your legs for me, baby and you’ll see how much I’m joking..”
leaving you with a heavy pat to the ass as he scooped you into his grasp and parted your thick thighs. Obviously much more fit than he was when you’d last saw him. makeup artist!armin tugged down the top of your dress, exposing your breasts as he planted a hand into your tummy..peeling your panties back with his teeth before diving into that dripping center. Wasting no time in lapping on your clit, gliding a finger or two in and sucking on your folds as if it were his first meal in months. He certainly was no stranger to eating pussy..regardless of everyone’s opinions on his sexuality!
“F-fuckkkk..Arminnn..” Pushing his head and shoulders back whilst still grinding on his mouth.
“I’m sorry, babe. What is it that you want? Because you’re realllly confusing me..do you want me to stop..or should I keep eating this little pussy until you come all over my face?” Laughing as he spat into your entrance and continued lapping. (Y/N)’s legs began to quiver, breath shallow and chest heaving as your eyes rolled back..you’d never felt anything remotely euphoric as this. He knew each of your spots, what made you tick and how to pleasure you. He navigated your body as well as an eyeshadow palette and like always, he wasn’t done until he was satisfied..
“Awww, babyy—don’t cry. I know it feels good but you’re gonna ruin your pretty makeup. Here..suck on my fingers.” That soft yet dominant taking over as he shoved two digits in your mouth. What followed was a trail of saliva and his tongue breaching your puckering lower entrance. Which nearly caused you to shoot through the roof.
“Look at that..now I’m in all your pretty holes, babe..I’ve waited so long to do this. Fuck..you taste amazing.”
you’d whimper and writhe around, grasping at the marble counters as that orgasm neared..he’d push those fingers in and out until splatters of warm juices hit his chin. “Sorry, my love..I hate to stop you but—” unbeknownst, he had been stroking himself through his boxers and was ready to let you get the real thing.
“If you want to come anymore, it’ll be on this dick. I really need to fuck you.” His voice was much deeper than before and you didn’t hesitate to let him inside. Pinning your legs back to the vanity, makeup artist!armin tapped that head and shaft against your folds before gently gliding in, keeping your eyes fixated on each other with his hand still around your neck. That fat cock splitting open your wet folds.
“Shit…your pussy’s so warm, babe. God, why’d you keep this from me?” But you were too in awe to answer..completely stuck on how big he was and how well he wielded it. Slowly stroking and rubbing your clit with the opposite hand. You were fixated on his gaze and sweet words, listening to him to praise you whilst he resided balls deep inside of you.
“Oh my gosh….’s so fucking big. Fucking me so good..” whimpering and barely able to fork coherent sentences. makeup artist!armin would chuckle softly as he watched it slide in and out, the bulge appearing when he sped up. “Damn, babe. I love this look on you…but I love even more how I look inside of you.” Pounding you into the vanity with his lips melded to yours.
“Ahhhh…yes, baby! Right there..’m gonna come.”
“I told you, if you want to, it’s gotta be on me.” makeup artist!armin would continue thrusting until he drew more splashes out of that cunt, making you squirt all over his torso and the countertop. It wasn’t long until he too was reaching his own climatic peak, burrowed over you with his face buried into the crook of your neck as he called out your name..whining about how badly he missed you.
“Oh God I missed you..I missed you so bad. Can I come for you, my love? Please? I’ve been so good..I waited all this time just for you..”
and it was no question that you’d welcome it..waiting patiently as he pulled out of you reluctantly. He’d spray those thick ropes of cum all over your tummy and even catch your face..
makeup artist!armin reveled in his latest and most prized creation yet. Laughing as those fluffy lashes swatted off remnants of his seed..droplets staining the glossy nude lip he’d just finished.
“I need a kiss after that. C’mere..” “Yeah, I agree.”
makeup artist!armin had long since dreamed of what he’d say and do once you guys reconnected. He was nervous, afraid that you’d reject his feelings but it was no longer a secret. That mounting love that had been festering inside of you both had exploded into a blaze of passion that couldn’t be extinguished any time soon. And now that he was back in your life, you’d never be apart again.
warnings : cliche cliche cliche Eren calls reader nerd a lot so be prepared, reader wear glasses, unprotected sex, fingering, blowjob lot of kisses, praise, doggy style, missionary, boob play, minimal use of y/n
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You hate working with men, especially in group projects. They're unserious and careless if it was up to you, you'd rather be doing this work alone but the teacher denied your request to your great demise. Through your years of college you successfully avoid being paired with slackers and frat boys. Today you are now seated next to Eren Jaeger, the ultimate form of a frat beast. You guess this is the end of your lucky run.
The said boy is whisper-yelling in the receiver of his phone earning angry glances from the other student in the library... Has he no etiquette about the appropriate behavior in these places ? Taking off your glasses, you massage your temple, eyes closed, face facing your desk. It's only been a few days since you started this project but you feel like you've been at it for months. The end of the semester approaching means everyone is busy. You had a hard time scheduling this work session with Eren and he's on the phone ? You can't open your eyes now because you know you want to cry.
"Sorry about this" he interrupts your train of thoughts "It's like no one knows how to organize a party when I'm not around" he jokes, opening your eyes you just stare at him with a blank expression. A party ? You're not even halfway through this project due in twelve days and he's thinking about a party ?
"I gotta go, but after the party I'll get to work and send you my part, deal ?"
"You're telling me that you're going to get drunk tonight, analyze the market we are launching our product in and create an adequate publicity?" you ask in disbelief.
"Yes" a smirk grows on his face, picking up your glasses from the wooden table, he positions them in front of his own eyes, without wearing them he looks around the room through the frame. "You know, it's not because you're a nerd with a strict working method that everyone has to follow them" he mokes, eyes falling back on you, the glasses make his eyes look slightly bigger in another context you may have smiled at that but right now you're just pissed. You open your mouth to snap back at him but he places a finger on your lips
"Keep it down this is a library" oh you want to kill him now, the audacity stuns you in your seat. "Listen, I'm in the same class as you, yeah ? Means I am not completely stupid, just trust your teammate ok?" he smiles, sliding your glasses on your nose until his finger comes in contact with the skin between your eyebrows. Without another word he pats the top of your head, turning his heels to make his way to the library exit.
What the fuck ?
A long exhale escapes your lips as you slide back in your chair, well... your mood is ruined you cannot get another word down. gathering your stuff you shove them in your bags, following the same direction your partner took a few minutes ago.
The soft breeze hits your cheeks and your pressure lowers a little, you should take breaks more often, this feels nice. The smell of nicotine hits you and you take a long whiff, god you would love a cigarette right now maybe you can borrow one to the person ? Turning your head toward the source of your desire, here stands no other than Eren. Life is really cruel to you these days. His emerald eyes catch yours and a smile curls around the butt of the cigarette. Snapping your head back, you speed walk toward the dorm, you swear you heard him laugh behind you.
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Against all expectation Eren did send his part after the party. It didn't meet your expectations but you're seeing him again today so you'll suggest the modification and smooth it over so it looks like an actual group project and not a patchwork of personal pieces. Eren invited you to his place to continue working, originally he wanted to work at yours but you said no, you wouldn't want his presence in your personal space, it's too intimate and the way he behave like an elephant in a china shop the other days makes you sweat just by thinking of him in your own apartment.
Standing in front of the main door of the two story house you take a deep breath before knocking twice. An unfamiliar face greets you and you're wondering if you had the wrong address, scrambling to apologize you're about to leave when you hear Eren's voice in the back
"Connie, is that my nerd ?" The man in front of you, which you assume is Connie, tilts his head to the side, looking you from head to toe. You clutch your books tighter against your chest in embarrassment.
"Looks like it"
"Come on in " Eren's face appears behind the bald man and you step in the house "Just take off your shoes man" Eren says, squeezing your shoulder. Barely two words in and you're already tense. Why is he so comfortable with physical touch and stupid names?
Nevertheless you oblige, toeing off your converse. You hear a stream of foreign voices coming from your right, following the noises you fall face to face with a group of boys playing mario kart, laughing and screaming at each other. This cannot be real you think, feeling your arms weaken a bit.
"Eren ! If you were busy you should have told me I would've come another day."
"No, that's fine! The boys are here but I'm taking you upstairs, it's where my desk at" he says, sliding his hand over your shoulder, looking down at you. He's close, maybe too much but you don't have it in you to fight, you can feel the warmth of his body despite your clothes. Holding his gaze you only notice now that his hair is down, fully down not half up like he wears so often his dark locks frame his face cascading on his broad shoulders. He is pretty, very pretty, your cheeks heat up a bit, you're about to change subject to get your mind off your stupid thoughts when a voice interrupts you.
"No foolishness upstairs yeah ?" Connie giggles looking back at the two of you, controller in hand.
"Worry about yourself bro being 11th against Floch is stupid" he smirks earning a fit of laughter from the rest of the group. Hand still around your shoulder he leads you up the stairs.
His room is cleaner and tidier than you expected but you're relieved, Placing your book and laptop on his desk you start to organize your thoughts, you have a lot to do today if you want to be ready by next week.
"I've read what you sent me. It is pretty good but I would like to circle back on a few points with you if that's ok ?" you ask, taking place in one of the chairs facing the desk.
"Sure thing, that's why we're here for" he smiles, scraping the chair against the floor in order to sit on it. The screeching noise making your brow furrow, everything about him is so... intense.
The session goes smoothly, Eren is way more focused then back in the library. Maybe he just needs to be in a place he is familiar with to be productive ? Sure he would run downstairs whenever the boys cheered loudly to see what it was about, blow the smoke of his juul straight in your face, stretch and groan like he spent the last decade tied up to this chair. But as long as the work is done you don't think you mind anymore.
"So I'll take care of the visual presentation, next time we see each other we could do a rehearsal of the oral presentation ? What do you think ?" you ask gathering your belongings
"I think we are going to rock this shit" he says, holding up his hand in the air. He's he expecting a high five like you guys are some sort of football team ? You stare at his palm. "Come oooon loosen up little nerd we did such a good job today" he waves his hands and you dap it quickly, shaking your head left to right a small smile growing on your lips. You stand up and he walks you downstairs.
The group of boys sitting on the couch is smaller, no more Connie in sight, you don't recognize a single face.
"Want to stay for dinner ?"
"No I gotta get back home but thanks for the invite"
"Right, go back before the sun goes down and the wolf gets you" he laughs, grabbing your forearm when you lose balance putting your shoes back on.
"Funny guy" you roll your eyes looking up at him. Behind Eren are two silhouettes, two boys that look like twins except one is slightly taller than the other, they still look very similar, upturned nose and slick hair pushed back. They are watching the interaction with curious eyes before whispering to each other. Right, the biggest gossips you know are actually men.
"Don't take everything so personally it was just a joke"
"I know, it was just lame" it's your turn to laugh now, his eyes crinkle letting your forearm go, he opens the door for you.
"Well, see you around i guess" you nod your head stepping out, Eren sends a wink your way before closing the door shut in a forceful manner.... as always.
Walking into the evening sun you still feel the shadow of his touch on your arm, goosebumps raise on your skin and you shove the thought in the back of your head, sliding your airpods in.
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The presentation is in two days, you booked one of the private rooms of the library to have a proper rehearsal but something is missing.. Eren is missing, and now you're about to lose your reservation.
"You know the rules, private rooms can not be booked for a single person so I think you have to go" the girl with ashy gray hair says with a fake nice smile.
"Yeah and that's pretty selfish to do, you know ?" the one with the black pigtails add
"I'm telling you my partner is on his way. I'm not hogging this room for myself and I'm not selfish. I booked it!"
You are starting to lose your patience. They've been trying to kick you out of the room for the past five minutes. A familiar silhouette snakes its way to the room and your shoulder relaxes.
"Mina, Hitch" his honeyed voice interrupts.
Both girls turn around and squeals greetings once they realise who it is. He gives each of them a quick side hug, cheeks pressing together "Oh my god Eren i didn't know the room was for you" You mentally check out after that sentence, their smile seems genuine now and you laugh to yourself. So all it takes for them to act normal is a popular boy ? noted for the next time you want to book a private room. Their conversation digresses to something else and you interrupt them, having lost enough time as it is.
"Eren ? Can we get to work please ?" You can't see his eyes because he's wearing sunglasses... indoors but by now you shouldn't even be shocked at this point, his head turns your way.
"Duty call ladies, but it was nice to see you" he flashes them a million dollar smile guiding them out of the room with hands on their lower back. Minna and Hitch turn around saying their goodbye as they speed walk out of the library, arms linked with one another and hushed whispers.
Seated across from you, Eren hasn't taken off his glasses yet and now that he is close, the faint smell of weed gets to you.
"Are you high ?" you ask, clinging to your last hopes. No answer comes from him but the cheshire smile he gives you makes you slump in your seat. "Eren! Is this why you're late ? I almost got kicked out because of you!" you try to keep your tone steady but you fail, voice pitching higher than usual.
"It's not the reason I'm late but yes I smoked." He says finally taking off the shades from his eyes, they're red, making the emerald color of his irises pop out. You won't admit it but... he looks good like that. His hair is fully tied back today, making it impossible to escape his powerful gaze. "And there's no way they would have managed to get you out, you looked ferocious with your eyebrow tight. Mina and Hitch are all bark, no bite. " he snickers, digging his laptop out of his bag.
You don't give him credit for his attempt at loosening up the atmosphere, connecting your laptop to the monitor. The fake presentation goes fairly well, Eren seems distracted, staring at you when he's supposed to be reading his parts. You would throw a pen his way to make him snap out of it, posture straightening up he would continue the flow of speech in such a natural way, eyes still never leaving yours. His gaze is hard to maintain so you would often nod your head, looking down at the powerpoint. Everytime you look back up a smirk was displayed on his face.
After a few more repetitions you decide that you're ready for the real presentation. Eren is waiting for you at the door, bag swinged over his shoulder displaying his beefy arm. You trot up to him so he doesn't have to wait longer. Once outside of the library he's ready to part way but you hold onto his biceps, his eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"Eren please don't smoke before the oral presentation on friday" you must sound pathetic but you don't care you'll probably never speak to him after this project is over. You can see that he is holding back a smile before he opens his mouth.
"You worry way too much my little nerd." Eren leans in for a hug, the same type he gave the two girls earlier, but he lingers a bit longer, his large hand rubbing your back.the embrace is somehow reassuring you take a deep breath patting his back, you choose to believe him if this goes south for any reason you'll give your all in the other discipline to compensate.
"See ? you can actually relax when you want to" he smirks putting his sunglasses back on.
You roll your eyes adjusting your tote bag on your shoulder "Bye" you turn around.
Walking toward the dorms you think about Eren, usually his touch would irritate you, him being so casual with everyone and anything drives you crazy. But today after you saw him being sweet to those girls, you are glad he hugged you too... and the way he refers to you as his nerd is kind of cute. A long exhale escapes your lips : remember that everything will be over after friday. Maybe it's for the better, this way you won't get the wrong idea.
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Presentation went well ! The transitions were smooth and the questions asked by the other classmates at the end allowed you to prove your work was not surface level but well rounded and constructed on serious work of research. You had to literally step on eren toes when he would space out, throwing any supply at him is not possible since you were in presence of the entire class and not the privacy of the study room. Other than that, no bumps. It is a huge weight off your back
The oral exam being done also means that you are officially free from any academic pressure... until next semester but still ! You can take time to relax now. And it is exactly what you're doing, sitting on a bench you are catching up on your personal reading that you put aside due to the amount of deadline you were meeting. The three above you provide the perfect amount of shade while you still enjoy the warm breeze of the afternoon. A smile grows on your face as you read more and more of the eternal husband. It's not the book that makes you smile but the simple fact you are able to read it.
Your bliss is cut short when you feel a heavy weight on your foot, ready to brawl you put your book down with vigour.
"It's only payback don't look at me like that" Eren of course it's him "Plus you got out of the classroom at lightning speed i might have thought the last weeks were a fever dream you disappear so quickly"
"I stepped on your toes because you were just staring at me. It was your time to speak! And i left because i had things to do"
"And I was staring because you missed a part of your speech it isn't like you you know ? that's why i was shocked"
"Wait ? I did ? " You mentally replay the whole scene and can't seem to find a crack in it.
"It is so easy to mess with your mind my little nerd" Eren says ruffling your hair while a laugh makes his shoulder shake. You push his hands vigorously.
"Don't joke about this, I'm serious! "
"Soo tense, you know what you need ? To relax, to live a little"
"I was relaxing before you tried to amputate my foot," you said, grabbing your book to emphasize your words.
"Oh come on you can't be serious we just finished exams and you're dipping your nose in that russian freak story ?"
"To each their own" you say opening it back to resume your reading but a thought crosses your mind "What do you do to relax" abandoning the printed pages to look back at him. You immediately regret your question as a devilish smirk grows on his face.
"Would you like to know ? Or better I could show you" Eren says, picking up a leaf that has fallen in your hair, his finger traveling down so he can tilt your chin up. "Come by my place tonight ?"
"You're having a party ?" you ask sheepishly. That is why is known for on campus, parties, girls dying for him to notice them and his amazing athletic performances. You never went to one of his famous parties nor his games. Not your cup of tea but still, you were curious about it. Eren eyes are blank for a moment, fingers caressing your chin. "Yeah, something like that, so are you coming ? To have a proper end to this collaboration."
A last goodbye huh ? If his parties hold up to their reputation you probably won't even see him tonight due to the amount of people that would be present, and you doubt he will come to find you out of all people. You would be lying if you said a part of you doesn't want to go to his house, see what the fuss is all about... You will only stay so many years in college fuck it. "Ok i'll be there" HIs face lights up "Can't wait then" Another million dollar smile sent your way and his trotting off god knows where on campus.
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The sun sets faster than you realise, it's time to get ready for tonight, you do not know what to wear, how to do your hair and makeup, walking back and forth between your closet and the full length mirror in your living room you can't decide which dress will make the cut. Mini black backless dress or baby pink strappy dress ? Your mind tends to the black one, it's more casual you'll be more comfortable. Oh my god shoes, what about shoes ? If you call Annie to ask her you know she'll hang up, sighing as you rummage through your tiny shoe storage. The dress is black you might go for black shoes as well. strappy black heels they're toe open, a quick glance at your feet and you can see that your nail polish is still intact. Well looks like you got an outfit.
Opting for a light make up you made a wing eyeliner (surprisingly fast, given the fact that you didn't wear makeup for a longtime due to your exam ) , lip gloss, mascara blush and concealer to hide the bags you accumulated for the last few weeks. You smile at your reflection, it is good to see you this primed, you feel like you again. The glasses would spoil the look so you go for lenses tonight, and for your hair, you let them sits freely around your face and dow your back, the dress being backless would call for an updo but you're having a good hair day so screw it
22:37 reads your phone about time to go. You're feeling a bit anxious but decide to ignore it.
You call an uber and soon enough the car pulls up in the familiar driveway. Thanking the driver as you make your way to the steps, the absence of noise from any kind strikes you, you would've thought that the famous parties at the Yeager house have bass loud enough to feel them in your chest.
Before you have the time to process anymore thoughts, the door swings open revealing Eren, smiling ear to ear, looking at you up and down, his adam's apple bobs up. "Come on in" he says holding his hand out, you take it, climbing up the few stairs that separate the both of you.
"Where is everyone else ?" you ask, surprised to find the house empty.
"They'll be here" he says leading you to the kitchen, hand on the small of your naked back "Tomorrow" he adds with a grin.
"Eren!"
"What ? If I told you tonight was just us would you still have come ? " he asks, filling two cocktail glasses with a thick orange liquid. Eren takes your absence of reaction as an answer. "It's just that we spent all this time together and I never saw you anything other than stressed, I couldn't imagine you going to a party to be honest" he snickers, dipping his lips in the colorful mixture as he slides the other glass your way against the kitchen island. "Look at you nerd,not wearing your glasses, dress and heels on, you look good like that ! "
"You deemed me a nerd because I wear glasses and read books" you grumble looking down at your glass, not picking up his comment on your appearance but it makes your insides mushy.
"Not really, the first time we met you literally explain to me in details the lore of the dance of the dragons because you saw my Daenerys keychain" you close your eyes mortified by the memory "Don't be embarrassed that was fun ! " he hits your shoulder, laughing at your reaction.
You remember it all too well, it was your second year of college, Eren sat next to you, the small classroom got cramped fast and he was late, beggars can't be choosers. It is true the pop Daenerys figure caught your attention and you made small talk and might got carried away but there's no harm in that or so you thought, guess you annoyed him pretty bad if he still remembers it to this day. Feeling your cheeks heat up, you turn your head right, a few days ago this is where his group of friends were playing mario kart, now that the space is empty you got a nice view of his living room.
"You have a fireplace ? Fancy" you remark
"What you don't ?"
"My humble student apartment doesn't allow this type of furniture"
"That is really sad, want me to put it on for you ?" you roll your eyes and he leads you once more around his house, cocktails in hands.
Both of you are kneeling in front of the fireplace,resting on the fluffy white rug. Eren is filling its center with different sizes of wood sticks. You admire his arms flexing and stretching as he moves around. Tonight he is wearing a tight white shirt that highlights his toned body. His dark hair is fully down once more, the ends are a bit damp, making some spot on his shoulder see through, a grey jogger is covering his legs. Damn. He looks good wearing that. Once the branches are neatly placed he adds a fire starter and hands you a box of matches, the long type ones.
"Do me the honour" he smiles, you return his expression, scratching the red tip against the rough side of the box and sticking it to the little white cube, the flame catches quickly and you squeak, retrieving your hand from the chimney. Eren claps at your side praising you in an obnoxious manner. "She did it!" and others exclamations as if you saved the world. You laugh at his antics, eyes fixated on the yellow and orange hues that dance in front of you.
"Did you know that in ancient Rome everyone was peeing at the same place "latrines" with the strong concentration of ammonia in urine a single match would have been enough to blow the whole place up ?" you snort, thinking about the anecdote you learn in latin classes as the fire crackles in front of you.
"No I didn't" you turn to him and he is wearing his signature teasing expression. You know what is thinking already, you can almost hear his voice say it; nerd. Here you go ranting about random facts because you're hampered, and being alone with Eren at his house is the reason. At least you can blame the heat coursing through your body on the nearby fire. You take another sip from your cocktail.
"Is that a sex on the beach ?" you ask to change the subject. Eren nods looking impressed that you know. "I was going to offer you a beer but I have the feeling you would like something more refined."
"Nice catch, I don't like beer, but I have to say I didn't imagine you drinking cute cocktails."
"I'm a versatile guy, and I like to adapt to my guests." he smiles clinking your glasses with his before you both drink some more.
The conversations flow easily with him, against all expectations you guys have a lot of common interests, video games, movies and music taste. You realize that maybe you have judged him as much as he did you. Eren is currently refilling both your glasses in the kitchen as you scroll through his vinyl collection. You asked for a soft drink, feeling like the alcohol and the warm waves that come from the fireplace would be the perfect combo lulling you to sleep.
Your shoes are long forgotten by the fireplace, you are sitting on your ass, feet joint by your side. Eren slides back to your side handing you your drink. Your thighs are flush against each other, the more you were talking through the night, the closer you got, literally. The fireplace gives his face a warm light, accentuating his features, his lips are moving but you cannot decipher a single word. He is so pretty like that, the heat coming from the chimney decouples his scent, lavender and wood. You take a deep breath to ground yourself but you can't push away the need to kiss him.
Leaning into Eren's chest, you press your lips into his, softly, to see if is going to pull back or not. He doesn't, you feel his arm wrap around your shoulder, making it impossible for you to squirm away, but you wouldn't even if you could. His lips are intoxicating, he leans more and more into you as his tongue enters your mouth. Desperate for more you set down your glass on the ground, fisting his shirt in your palms. His secondhand goes on your waist securing your place once more as your tongue battles against each other for dominance. Eren breaks the kiss, still holding you close
"Needy much ?" Eren laughs, swiping his tongue on his bottom lips, your eyes don't miss a single bit, you hum absentmindedly. Diving for another kiss this time you let your hands go to his hair pulling slightly to make him open his mouth, your tongue snakes in when he gives you access, he tastes like cherry and orange and a mix of vodka. You freeze
"Are you drunk ?" The last thing you want is to take advantage of the situation. "From two cocktails ? I'm offended" you giggle and he dips his face in your neck, licking and sucking at your skin, his lips are cold, contrasting with the warmth the fire laced your body with, a shiver parcour you and you moan.
Eren travels lower, kissing your breath through the material of your dress "Can I take it off ?" he asks emerald eyes boring through yours you nod, not trusting your voice under his intense gaze. He peels the black cloth of your shoulders letting it sit on your belly. "Who would've thought my nerd has those pretty little tits" he muses fondling them in his large hands. "Do you even know my name ?" you tempt. "Of course I do, y/n" he murmurs, kissing the side of your boob, "My beautiful y/n" he adds, taking your nipple in his mouth, eyes never leaving yours.
Fuck, you should have shut up, your name rolling of his tongue ties your stomach in knots. You exhale loudly arching your back to push more skin into his mouth. You allow yourself to close your eyes, head falling back as your hand travels south to your crotch, fingers toying with your clit. Eren grunts against your areola at the sight, his own fingers entering your wet cavern, you gasp at the intrusion. "Teamwork baby we're used to this" he groans before switching to your other breast. The circular motion you're self inflicting on your bundle of nerves is slowly making you unwind. On his side Eren is curling his digits inside your cunt, in search for the spongy spot that is going to make you mewl.
You do your best to hold back your moans not wanting to sound like a desperate mess, but another precise curl of his fingers and there you are, whining and thrashing around him uncontrollably. Eren bites your nipple as you slowly come to your senses opening your eyes, you find his emerald orbs staring back at you amused. "That was quite a show" he directs his glistening digits to his mouth, cleaning them from any remaining stickiness. You nudge him with your foot as your eyes travel to his needy bulge, if anything this only makes you want the full Eren Yeager experience.
Tugging at his waistband you grab his cock from the confine of his sweatpant, he's not wearing any underwear, you chuckle. "Don't slutshame me, you weren't wearing anything either " he laughs, brushing the hair out of your face. "I didn't say anything" you joke planting kisses on his length, you can tell it is not fully hard, which is quite concerning because it's almost the size of your face already but you can take a challenge, and you want to make him hard without putting it in your mouth yet. So it is exactly what you do, leaving a trail of kisses on his base, his tip, his balls and his impressive length.
"You're killing me there y/n" he breathes, lifting his hips off the ground in an attempt to get more friction,what a greedy man he is. But you don't have it in you to tease him any more. Parting your lips you slowly suck the head of his cock in your mouth, the newfound sensation makes him hiss. You circle your tongue around his head, flicking it on his sensitive slit. Once your jaw has relaxed you work more and more of his length inside between your lips, bobbing your head up and down. You hollow your cheeks, working what doesn't fit in your mouth with your hands. His cock is heavy on your tongue, you missed this sensation, moaning around him, you quicken your pace.
"Fuck, you read a book to give head this good ?" he half laughs half moans. He's not far from the truth, you used to read erotic types of books when you were younger but he doesn't need to know that. Having your mouth full you can't answer him so you decide to sink your teeth lightly on his skin. "Shit baby, I'm joking!" he groans but you can tell it's not hurting him, relaxing your jaw you resume your activity, the sloppy noise filling the room alongside the fire cracking next to you . "Right, just like, that I love it when you're nice to me" his hips start to thrust up and you let him fuck your mouth, slacking your jaw to the max.
HIs breath is getting more and more ragged as he lets curses slip past his lips. He's about to cum and you can't wait to know what he tastes like. His hands come to each side of your face lifting you off his penis.
"Eren ?" you mumble, disappointed you haven't gone to the end. He pecks your lips multiple time "Another time baby I want to fuck that little pussy okay ?" you nod, mind too fuzzy to protest. Lowering your upper body onto the carpet Eren hikes your bottom onto his lap. He's looking intently at your pussy before you can feel embarrassed. He parts your entrance with both of his thumb, looking at the arousal ripping out of it. "Cute" he mumbles before wetting his thumb with his tongue and rumbing at your clit a few times. The action makes your cheeks burn, you won't be able to use this move with your books without thinking about this now, you groan, closing your eyes.
"Turn around for me baby" he demands, squeezing your thigh, you happily oblige, knees sinking onto the fluffy rug you arch your back the best you can so he can have a good sight. You feel him kissing your entrance a few times just like he did your lips before and restrain yourself not to back on his face. Soon enough his tip prod at your entrance and you sway your hips in anticipation. "Come on Eren please" you mewl looking back at him. Locking his eyes with yours he let his cock fill you up, inch by inch, both your mouths part when he's fully inside. Your brows are tight on your forehead when he starts to ram into your pussy.
You close your eyes in bliss, cheek resting against the rug and mouth hanging low. You knew you were going to have fun when you saw what he was packing, but you couldn't imagine him stretching you this good. "That's what you needed y/n ? My cock inside of you to turn that big brain off ?" he rasps,fingers digging in your hips. "Yes Eren thank you" you cry, gripping the soft material under you. restreint is no longer a concern, each of his thrust knocks the air out of your lung filling the room with your lewd moans. "Fuck I needed that too my little nerd, driving me crazy since the first day at the librabry". His chest collapses on top of you, making you lay flat on the ground. "Looking so fucking pretty when you want to cry" he purrs, kissing your ear and jaw.
Was he onto you since day one ? That would explain his attitude towards you, the thought makes you clench around him. A swear slips from his lips directly into your ear. One of his arm snakes under your body in between your breasts to finally grab your jaw. "Tell me how that feels baby" he demands, ramming into you deeper each time.
"Feelsgoodbaby" your words are slurred because of his grip. "Fuck, turn around I want to cum looking at that face" despite asking, he's the one manhandling you, he position you on your back covering your face in kisses as he stoke his cock a few time befaore entering you once again, "Don't hide or I'll stop" he threatens feeling your face nooking in his neck. "No, Eren don't stop " you pathetically whine, setting your head back down. The last thing you want is for him to stop now, you need the release, you need it bad. "Good girl" he kisses your cheek, linking your hands with each other, fingers intertwined.
If you didn't know better, you would've thought he has feelings for you, his forehead is resting against yours, eyes chasing yours, holding hands, this is all too intimate, so much for not getting the wrong idea. Eren's hair dangles in your face, shading the whole word from this moment, right now it's you and him. Your emotions are all over the place and you feel good, so good. A familiar knot forms in your lower belly and you know you're not going to last long, not with the way he's rutting into you like his life depends on it.
"Eren can I cum please ? " you don't know why you ask but you do "Fuck, my little nerd is so polite, go ahead make a mess" His thrust are strong now and it's all you need to unravel around his dick as you thank him over and over again. Your body goes limp on the floor, abandoning your hands Eren circles your waist head buried between your breasts as he uses your body to reach his own high, grunting like an animal. Feeling his teeth sink into your skin you know it's about seconds before he shoots his semen inside of your cunt. You feel it dripping down your hole as Eren soothes the bite mark with his tongue.
Your hand goes to his hair, caressing as his breath slowly replenishes.
"You're coming to the party tomorrow" he asks, eyes hazy looking up at you. That's what he's thinking after an sex you wonder? "I don't know, is it going to end like tonight ?" "I can only hope" he smiles resting his cheek against your belly. "Well, I can be convinced" looking into the crackling fire you pray he can't hear how loud your heart is beating in your chest.
cw: smut ? but it’s pretty tame- not really descriptive
18+ MDNI NSFW
eren thinks no nut november is stupid and a made up thing meant to make virgins feel better about themselves. he doesn’t care about participating it in it. especially when he has you. eren doesn’t make it past the first day of november without tearing your clothes off and finishing inside of you.
connie’s pretty into no not november- mainly because of destroy dick december. despite being a yearly player, he never makes it through the month successfully. what fails him this year is you in a pair of black leggings- he can’t help it. he begs you to let him fuck you and you give in, november claiming yet another loser.
when you brought the idea up to levi, he scoffed. he thinks it’s the most ridiculous thing in the world and he won’t be partaking. he’s going to fuck you whenever and wherever if you’ll let him. he cuts the conversation short by pulling you onto his lap, mumbling something like “i’d fail over and over when it comes to you” into your ear.
jean insists that no nut november is easy, that you just have to have control. and he claims he does. he does pretty good for the first week, you’ll give him that. determined to make him fail, you start sleeping in just a small shirt and underwear. jean cant stand your teasing anymore and decides to fuck you raw after a particularly tough day, november claiming another victim.
erwin takes it a little too seriously. he’s never heard of it until you brought it up to him the other day. interested, he decides to partake in it. and he fucking exceeds, much to your dismay. but as soon as december strikes, he doesn’t waste a minute more. he rams into you for hours with an ungodly amount of stamina for someone who was just practicing abstinence.
zeke thinks it’s a fun idea, as long as you join him in it. thinking it’ll be easy, you agree. turns out you both spend the entirety of november teasing the fuck out of each other, each being too stubborn to lose. zeke makes it a week before he’s quite literally on his knees begging you to get him off.
armin would like to try it. he doesn’t make you participate. he just does it to see how strong-willed he is. but that doesn’t stop him from getting you off. not being able to cum means not being able to fuck you, and he can’t stand it. so he eats you and fingers you daily, making sure you’re getting off. he can’t keep his hands to himself.
porco’s too confident in his ability to make it through the month. it’s all fun and games until he wakes up in the middle of the night with a throbbing boner. not thinking, he gently wakes you up and you two wind up having sex. it’s not until you’re cuddling after does he realize that he’s just lost.
reiner says fuck that. he won’t be participating. he hates the idea so much. you’re his girlfriend and if he wants to fuck you, he will. just for the hell of it, he pushes you up against a wall everyday, slamming you full of his cum. if this is no nut november, you’d hate to see destroy dick december. or love it.
bertholdt wants to partake in it for the ‘nostalgia’ of it all. but ultimately, he caves in because the desire for you is too great. you make him fail by wearing a low cut shirt and nonchalantly bending over to grab something, revealing too much cleavage. you wind up on your knees with his fingers in your hair.
