study sesh.
a study session that gets erotic; thick/black reader. mutual masturbation. vaginal fingering. vanilla. inexperience/virgin reader & eren. reader and eren are eighteen. slight dacryphilia. titty sucking. typos. word count is 2.7k. read more dun fucked my shit up.
Eren Jaeger had to be one of the most respectable men you knew in your life. To start, he held the door open for people that came in and out out of buildings even though the predominant of the time they didn’t say thank you, he opened the car door for you first before allowing himself to get in, he used proper honorifics when greeting an adult, and he didn’t rush you with anything or to do anything. He always treated you with such fragility. Just like a mirror, he always felt that if he didn’t treat you with a keen amount of respect, you would shatter.
But now, his hands were wrapped around your body as you were propped on his lap, making out with him as if it were no tomorrow. His hands were snaked up your school shirt, rubbing your bareback comfortably. He pulled away panting for breath, and his flushed face looked at yours. “Shouldn’t we be studying?” He whispered, and your lips curved downward. “I don’t wanna anymore,” he just chuckled at your words before continuing to kiss your soft lips. He gasped as you moved your hips on his crotch, and if on instinct, his hand darts to your hips, but he didn’t stop you.
“Can I touch your…” His eyes dart down to your chest and you nod leaning back. He watched as you unbuttoned each clasp very slowly, making him dependent on patience. As you unbuttoned each of them, you finally moved both sides of your white button-up school shirt, revealing your lavender bra with a cute small dark purple ribbon in the middle of it. God, you were so damn perfect. You began to grow a little nervous at his wandering eyes, and you could feel an uncomfortable feeling run down your spine. Did he not like what he saw? Before you could furthermore insecure, he kissed your lips lovingly.
“You’re so beautiful, baby,” he whispered against your lips and fluttering butterflies swam loose in your stomach. His hands run up the sensitive sides of your stomach, and you breathe shallowly. His hands cup your breast, making sure to rub the top of them with his thumb. Without him thinking, Eren put his head against your chest, listening to your heartbeat as he squeezed and played with your chest. “You really like them, don’t you?” You giggled, and Eren just continued to do what he was doing as if he were focused.
Your hands combed out his hair, and you rubbed his scalp, scratching, and massaging it deeply. He moved his head up to look at you, and he put his hand on your waist for his and your stability. “I wanna touch you, Y/N…” He utters as his blush becomes more visible. You feel something hard under you, and you had felt it the second you sat on his lap, but this time, you felt like you were sitting on a rock. “I wanna hear you moan for me,” his words are whiny, mischievous, and naughty. You had never seen this side of Eren.
You lean your head into his ear, kissing the top causing his breath to stop. “Then make me moan, Eren. Touch me wherever you want,” Your words make something snap within Eren. All of a sudden the Eren who dream of having you this way but never acting on it just flew out the window. Eren’s hands quickly wrapped around your body, fiddling with your bra strap.
You could feel him rub the fabric as if he was deciphering on something. “‘Ren, Baby, you have my full consent. Don’t overthink it,” you reinsure, and he stares into your eyes with a gulp following. Your hand rubbed his cheek before you say the words that set him off completely.
“Touch me wherever you want, and however you want.”
Eren finally unhooks your bra, his boner growing uncomfortably as he felt hotter and hornier by the minute. You hold your arms up a little to give him more access to remove your bra. Eren watched as your flesh fell free as he took of your supporter. He felt butterflies roam free in his stomach, as he looked at the appearance of your breasts. “Fuck, baby. You’re so fucking perfect,” he groans out, and he cupped your boobs in his hand, squeezing and massaging the flesh.
His thumbs began to play with your nipples as he fondled them in sync and he listened as your breath hitched, and your breathing picked up. His thumb and index finger pinched your nipple, and your hips jolted. Eren continued to tease your now hardened nipples, and he watched as your breaths started to turn into low moans of his name at the sensitivity. “E-Eren… Can I touch you too…?” You sounded out of breath. You couldn’t help it. Eren nodded, and moved his hands away from you, leaning back.
Your hands trace the buttons of his school shirt, and before you could get too insecure and hold anything up, Eren snapped his shirt at both sides causing the buttons of his shirt to pop vertically in sync. He didn’t have an undershirt on considering that he forgot to tell his mom to put them in the washer for him the day before. You gasp at his build. He was like a Greek God. His pants hung off of his V-line and his belt complimented it all together. He was a walking turn-on.
“You like what you see?” He asked as he tilted his head to the side, already knowing the answer. Tease. You thought, as your hands ran down his muscular chest. “Don’t get on my nerves,” you roll your eyes with a smile on your face. You felt more comfortable now that the both of you had a similar amount of clothing taken off. His hands cupped your breast again, but this time he had a different plan in mind. He darted his pretty pink tongue out and gave your nipple a kitten lick. He felt your hands grip his shoulders and he heard the small sounds that spilled from your lips.
Eren felt like his dick was going to burst from how long he had it tucked away in his pants. He leaned in and began to completely suck on your nipple while erotically playing and pulling at your other one. His tongue swiped to the left, then rolled up, and then finally to the right. Finally, he heard you moan sufficiently. “Nnh — Eren!” Eren smiled at the noises you made. He loved hearing you moan for him.
His hand generously ran down your skirt, rubbing your inner thigh going dangerously close to your clothed pussy. You gasp at his ministrations and he continued to suck and pull at your nipple with his slender fingers You knew you were soaked. You could feel it. Your pussy began to crave any attention and his hands rubbing up and down on your inner thigh just wasn’t enough. “Please, Eren. Please touch me… More…” You whimpered out and Eren breathed shallowly against your nipple as your hips began to buck against his hand in attempt to feel some sort of friction.
Eren pulled away from the erotic make-out session with your breast, licking his lips hungrily. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he says proudly, and you knew he had broken out of his shell. Your teeth bit your bottom lip as you had also gained some confidence and trailed your hand down to the visible print on his pants. He hissed at the feeling of your hands grazing his erection. He as well felt uncomfortable, and your hand just rubbing the print in his pants wasn’t enough.
You looked into his eyes as the palm of your hand began to now graze his black belt. He nodded eagerly, silently giving you consent. Now, you were a woman on a mission. Your hands worked his belt off, and he just admired the view. His pretty, and innocent girlfriend eagerly taking off his belt with her equally pretty hands. As soon as the belt was unbuckled, you worked on unbuttoning his pants. Now, with his belt off and pants unbuttoned, all there was that sit in your head was his boxers.
Grey boxers with a visible wet spot where his tip sat. You really did turn him on, and that made you proud. “You’re very handsome, Eren,” your hand began to rub up and down on his print, and he bucked his hips up, whining at your words and also at the feeling of no relief. This was truly torture. “Please touch me, baby,” he was getting needier and needier by the moment. You had prepared yourself for this moment for so long, and now it was finally here. The day you’d get to physically touch Eren besides cuddling, hugs, and not so innocent kisses.
At last, your hand goes into his boxers, freeing his cock from its confinement. It was big. Very big. You eye the veins on it and how the tip was flushed pink. Your mouth opens surprisingly as pre-cum oozes from the slit. Eren couldn’t help but be embarrassed. You were looking at his dick with absolutely no words. “Don’t just stare at it…” His voice trailed off and you gasp, looking at his embarrassed expression. “I’m sorry, I’ve just never seen one in real life before and also one so… Big,” you whispered, and you run your hands against the slit.
Eren moans, and you could feel him twitch under your grasp. Soon enough, your hand comfortably wraps around him and you slowly began to jerk him off, starting at a slow pace. Erens gasps and whines don’t dismiss your head. You try not to hold him too tight, but not hold him too soft either. Before Eren could get too caught up in his pleasure, his hand moved your panties to the side. You could feel the wind hit your heat, and you bite your lip. Eren rubbed your clit and he was shocked. You were soaked. You were fucking soaking. He began to rub your clit, and you moaned.
Your hand stopped as you breathed in your pleasure, but Eren’s voice snapped you out of the trance. “Don’t stop, keep going.” You whimper at his words, and with that, you continued to move your hand. Up and down. Up and down. Every time you moved your hand up and down, a throaty moan left his lips. Circle, Circle, Circle, Circle. Every time he moved his finger in a circle against your needing bud, a throaty moan left your lips. Both of your bodies were warm in one another’s grasps.
Eren decided to take it a step further a run his finger from your clit, down to your needing crevice. You gasp as he pushed his finger in, and he began to set a steady motion. His thumb stretched out and rubbed your clit, and you cried out at the feelings all bunched into one. He felt multiple shivers go down his spine and a fluttering feeling in his stomach. He knew this feeling. He was going to release soon. He knew this because Eren released three times in his life.
The first time, you two weren’t together and he was watching porn on his laptop. The lewd image displayed on his screen made him wonder what would it feel like to have sex with someone he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. Not some random hookup. Just the love of your life. The thought of this turned him on extremely and before he knew it his hands were in his pants.
The second time, you two had just gotten into a relationship and he had thought about a lot of what-ifs. Those what-ifs included “what if you were the love of his life. Not just some random hookup.” His cheeks heated at the thought and he didn’t even realize how hard he had gotten at the thought. With no other choice, he had begun to jack himself off, but when he kept thinking about you, he came.
The third time, it was a total coincidence. He was stalking your mother's Instagram (which he had access to see considering your mom and him were friends on all social media platforms) when he had seen a picture of you in a bathing suit. He didn’t mean to be perverted. He just couldn’t fucking help it.
But now Eren was living his true fantasy. He was sharing an intimate moment with someone he considered the love of his life, and that turned him on. “Fuck, fuck, baby — I’m gonna cum,” he moaned out, and he felt you clench around his finger. An uncomfortable feeling was also spiraling around in your lower stomach area as well.
He wanted you to release as quickly as possible as well. He began to curl his finger repeatedly, hitting the spongey spot within you. “Ah! Mmph — Fuck! Eren,” you moaned out, feeling overloaded. Between watching the erotic scene of Eren falling apart from just your hand and his finger curling inside of you, repeatedly hitting your g-spot whilst rubbing your clit, you couldn’t help it. You felt so fucking good right now. Eren took advantage of your opened mouth a pressed a sloppy kiss against your kiss swollen lips. He could feel you moaning in his mouth, the vibrations going straight to his throbbing cock.
He pulled away from the kiss as he stuck one more finger inside of you and you moaned at the stretch. He watched as saliva escaped the side of your lips, and your face was contorted in pleasure. Eren let one last breath out, trying to hold in his release but he failed. His seed spurts out on your palm, and he let out a loud grunt. He tried to overcome the feeling of his recent orgasm as he pants for breath.
The sight of him cumming pushed you further toward the ledge. “Oh, god!” You moaned out as his fingers curled and explored you deeply. They were hitting spots you couldn’t have dreamed of hitting with your fingers. “Are you close, baby?” He asked, speeding his fingers up causing you to mewl at the sensation. Tears escaped your eyes at the overstimulation, and he couldn’t help but feel bad for you. A wave of random pleasure surged through your body, and your immediate instinct was to run away from it. You attempted to raise your hips, but Eren used his free hand to hold you down not allowing you to bitch out from your pleasure.
“Take it. I know you can take it,” You nodded repeatedly, tears continuing to escape your eyes. He couldn’t help but continuously look at your tears, and the way they poured down like a waterfall. You weren’t crying because you were sad, you were crying because you were so turned on to the point it began to hurt. “E-Eren! I’m gonna-“ Before you get the opportunity to moan, Eren hushed you once more with his lips. He sped his fingers up and you cried are muffled by his lips.
Finally, you released for your first time letting a particularly loud moan out that not even his lips could muffle. Your liquids leaked down his fingers and he quickly pulled them out, watching the view of your excess juices leak out of you. Your face fell into his neck to breathe, and he kissed your scalp. “I love you,” Eren calmly says, his voice a little coarse from moaning. “I love you too, Eren,” you whisper, your words being slightly muffled by his neck, but he’s happy that his ear catches it.
“Let’s get cleaned up before my mom comes home. I still have some of your clothes from the last few times you came over,” he rubs your back with the hand that wasn’t soaked in your juices. You smiled in his neck as an idea popped into your head. You moved your face from his neck and looked him in the eye with a grin.
“What if I said I had an idea for the both of us to get cleaned up in the same amount of time?”
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