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aothotties · 3 days
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Sneaky Link w/ Levi
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Warnings: MDNI, Daddy/sir kink, Dom!Levi, Sub!Reader, Levi is your sugar daddy, Levi is in his mid 40s, reader is in her early 20s, pet names (sweetheart, baby, etc.), Oral (m. Receiving), gagging, fingering, edging, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, squirting.
Note: I apologize if I missed anything and for any spelling errors.
Word count: 2160
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Your relationship with Levi is pretty straightforward for the most part. You tell him you want something and the money is in your account within the hour, he says that he wants you face down, ass up and you do just as he asks.
“Daddy!” You whine as you try to get the older man’s attention.
He continues to ignore your calls, but damn are you not a persistent little thing.
“Hm?” He hums as he continues reading the paper in his lap.
“I need you to buy me this new keyboard and monitor for my gaming setup, please?” You ask, batting your long eyelashes as you look up at him.
“Sweetheart did I not just buy you a new keyboard and a new gaming chair?” He questions and you look away shyly.
“Well yes, but there’s a brand new set and I want them both!” You tell him and he simply rolls his eyes and shakes his head.
“Daddy please! You know I’m a good girl. I’ll do whatever you want me to do.” You crawl into his lap and throw the paper to the side.
He watches as the paper makes contact with the couch cushion and chuckles at your antics. You giggle in return and rub your hands up and down his muscular abdomen.
“Let me take care of you daddy, let me show you how much I want them.” You lean in and place gentle kisses up his neck and to his lips.
“Baby…” He says with a cautious tone.
His voice is saying no but his body has a mind of its own. His large hands travel down your back and find their way to your ass.
You silence him with a kiss to his lips and place yourself in his lap fully. Your hips begin to grind against his own and he groans against your soft lips.
“On your knees, now.” He says sternly and you bite your lip at his assertiveness.
“Yes sir.” You obey, sinking down onto the hardwood floor beneath you.
He sits back against the large couch and waits for your next move. You quickly reach for the tie on his sweatpants and tug on it. Your hands brush over his growing bulge and he bucks his hips in response.
He lifts his hips so you can pull down his sweatpants and underwear all at once. You stare in awe at his length, no matter how many times you see and feel him, he still has you in awe.
“Are you going to sit there and stare like an idiot or come fix what you’ve started?” He asks, you clench your thighs at his harsh tone and crawl between his legs.
You take his thick shaft in your hands and stroke up and down at a slow pace. You squeeze harder around the base and tip just like how he likes it, this elicits a groan from him.
He grabs the back of your head and drags you so that your face is hovering over his tip.
“Now isn’t the time for games baby.” You whimper when his hand tightens and bite your lip to hold back a moan.
“Yes sir.” You nod your head and he releases his hold, massaging the area with his fingertips to smooth the irritation.
You wrap your plump lips around the tip and suck on it gently. You relax your throat as you take more of him down your warm throat.
Levi inhales through his nose at the sensation of your throat massaging his length. You gag as you go all the way down to his shaft. You massage his balls gently in your hands and his hands make their way into your hair again.
He directs your head up and down his cock quickly, you grab his thighs and gently dig your nails into them as he fucks your throat. Tears well up in your eyes as he continues hitting the back of your throat as if it’s your cunt.
He pulls out and messily rubs his tip over your lips, you moan at the taste of his precum on your lips. His dick twitches at the way you lick your lips and savor the taste of him.
“Such a good cock slut.” He praises, he guides you to his dick again and pushes your head all the way down. Your nose is touching his abdomen as you swallow around him.
You look up at him and feel your pussy get wet from his low moaning from above you. His bottom lip is between his teeth and his head is thrown back in ecstasy, he looks like a Greek god.
You can’t help but trail your pretty manicured hands down into your shorts to play with your clit.
“Move that hand right now, needy girls don’t get to come when they want.” He grabs your arm and you whine around his dick.
The vibrations from your whining bring him closer to his first release. His eyes squeeze shut as he fucks your throat again, he loves the sound your throat makes when he fucks it.
“Fuck!” He swears as he shoots his come directly down your throat.
You swallow all of him then pull off with a loud pop, you lick your lips again and hum at the taste.
“You always taste so good.” You stroke his cock and lick up and down the veins on the side with your tongue.
You resist the urge to smile at how shaky his breath becomes as you slide your tongue up and down his dick.
“E-enough.” He stutters, pulling you up onto the couch next to him.
You shriek at how quick he is and watch his every move closely. He continues to eye your body all over and you feel yourself becoming shy.
No matter how many times you and Levi have sex or see each other naked you still get flustered when he looks at you.
“Please touch me sir.” You say ever so sweetly, he drags you to the end of the couch by your legs and presses a kiss to your forehead.
Contrary to popular belief, Levi is not as rough as he makes himself seem. Well at least not when he’s fucking the shit out of you. He does have his moments though where sometimes all he wants is a night of tender kisses and slow sex.
“Open.” He commands, his pointer and middle finger making their way into your mouth as he thrust them back and forth.
You close your lips around his fingers and begin sucking on the digits as if it’s his cock. He pulls them out of your mouth and immediately stuffs your cunt full.
Your back arches and your chest presses against his as he fucks you with his fingers. He curls them upward against your sweet spot and you immediately feel warmth build up in your stomach.
“A-ah sir! I’m gonna come please don’t stop!” You beg and close your eyes at the sensation.
“Is that so, little one?” He smirks and pulls his fingers from your desperate pussy, you whine in protest.
Levi smacks your clit in response to your huffing and you bite your lip to keep quiet. You know he’s going relatively easy on you and you don’t want to push your luck.
“On your hands and knees now.” He steps back and allows you to get yourself into position.
You lean forward so your chest is pressed against the mattress and your ass is perched up nice and pretty like he likes it.
He grabs one of your plump cheeks and eyes your leaking hole intensely. His cock twitches at the sight of you clenching around nothing as you wait to be stuffed.
He strokes himself again and rubs his tip against your clit and entrance. You want so badly to push back and take all of him, but if you want this new setup you’ll have to follow the rules.
“Beg.” He commands, still teasing your wet home with his thick tip.
“S-sir please fuck me! I’ll be good for you I swear. I’ve been such a good girl.” You whine as you try and look back at him.
He presses his palm against your back and up to your neck, he grabs the back of your neck with one hand and guides you onto his long dick.
You gasp at the feeling of his thick tip pushing its way into your cunt and grip the sheets as he continues sliding all the way in your heat.
“Breathe sweetheart or else you’re gonna pass out.” He warns as he gives you a moment to adjust to the stretch.
You nod your head and let out a breath as you get used to his size, you find yourself clenching around him when his dick twitches inside of you.
“Please move!” You whimper into the sheets, his large hands grab your hips and he starts to move
He pushes your face down against the mattress and lets out a deep grunt as your cunt sucks him in.
“Such a greedy pussy.” He comments lowly, his hips pick up speed and the sound of your skin slapping together gets louder with each thrust.
“Ah! S-so big sir.” You mewl, gripping the couch cushions tightly as pleasure courses through your body.
“You take it all so well sweet girl. I could fuck you like this for hours.” He groans at the thought and pushes fully into you.
You eyes rolls to the back of your head as his top brushes against your g-spot with each thrust.
Levi grabs your ass and rolls his hips slowly, taking his time to bring you to your first orgasm.
“C-can I come please?” You ask through gritted teeth, your can feel your release pooling in your stomach.
Levi ignores your question and starts fucking into you harder, his thick tip bullying your cervix. His long fingers rub small circles on your clit and your grip tightens around him.
“Let go for me sweetheart, come all over me.” He throws his head back as he pushes deeper inside of you, precum beginning to leak from him.
You gasp as your climax washes through your body, your thighs spasm and you fight to hold yourself up. Levi notices your struggle and laughs at you.
“Came so hard your legs are gonna give out?” He tauntingly asks, his hand making its way into your hair to pull you back against his chest.
The new angle has you coming around him again with absolutely no warning and he halts his movements. He shakes his head in disappointment and grabs your jaw.
“ ‘m sorry, I didn’t mean to!” You apologize quickly and yelp when he smacks your clit.
“You must not want your new gifts, hmm?” He bites the shell of your ear and you shake your head.
“No please! I want them so bad!” You look back at him with remorse in your eyes and he slaps a hand down on your ass.
“You’re lucky you’re pretty.” He tells you before finally pressing his lips to yours.
You sigh into the kiss and relax in his arms, one hand travels down your body and to your wet clit.
As he rubs small circles, both of your orgasms start to build up again. Tears well up in your eyes at the overstimulation, but you keep begging for more
“Gonna make me cum sweetheart.” He says against your lips, you dig your nails into his thigh as your mind clouds with pleasure.
He smiles at your fucked out state and decides to bite down on your neck, you cry out and let the tears fall down your flushed cheeks.
“P-please let me c-cum” you ask desperately, the coil in your stomach ready to snap at any moment.
“Go ahead and come for me pretty girl.” He grants you permission to come and you thank the heavens as the coil in your belly snaps.
Your entire body is overcome with a rush of heat, your head feels light as a feather and you brain is foggy.
You make a mess not only on Levi but the cushions are absolutely soaked.
Levi lets out a deep grunt and empties himself inside of you. He grabs one of your breast and massages your nipple as he thrust his hips slowly to ride out his high.
“Are you still with me?” He asks, looking down at your slumped frame.
He shakes his head when you don’t respond, and he kisses the side of your temple before pulling out of you.
When you awake in the morning you’re wrapped up in one of his warm blankets. You open your eyes and jump up to the site of a brand new keyboard and monitor.
You open up the note on top of the box and feel your heart and cheeks warm up.
‘To the prettiest brat I know ❤️’ - Levi
Ari
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savkirschtein · 2 days
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ᴀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ
modern college au
Jean Kirstein x f!reader
warnings: literally just Jean being infatuated with you…that’s it. College party. Mentions of alcohol, making out, drunkenness, slight stalking.
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You were someone who kept to yourself often, not in the sense that you were particularly shy, but it was more so you liked to keep your circle of friends small. It kept your friendships easy to manage, and easy to keep up with. But for your childhood best friend Sasha, that was not the case, what so ever.
Queenie had friends, acquaintances, and plugs, EVERYWHERE.
You and Sasha only got to see each other every once in a while when she was able to come home, due to the fact that she moved away and was enrolled at SSU (Shiganshina University). Meanwhile you, because of some money issues, along with a sprinkle of poorly made decisions in Highschool went straight into Community College after graduating.
The distance was never a problem though, you guys would call each other all the time. And she would keep you up to date on all the crazy things she would be doing, along with all the friends she had made.
Always talking about the same three dudes Connie, Marco, and Jean. Whom she quickly befriended in one of her communications classes.
When you had told her you were going to be able to transfer early, and be enrolled into SSU, she absolutely flipped. So thrilled that her best friend would be able to join and experience all the craziness with her. Talking up and down about how you're going to fit in great with her newfound friends.
You enjoyed hearing all the insane things that she did with them. And more than anything, loved how clearly happy they seemed to make her. As well as how well they treated Sasha (having been skeptical of three guys and their intentions with your best friend). Those feelings quickly being put to rest after Sasha's dozens of stories of them and their many escapades in which they've had to take care of Sasha after one too many drinks.
Learning all of their names and all of their quirks came easy with how much she was around them, and how much she talked of them with you.
Watching from a distance you were able to see some of those moments she would gush about, play out due to Sasha posting on her social medias. Whether it be pictures on Instagram, or videos she would share on her private story on Snapchat.
From those small snip bits that she would share though, someone always seemed to catch your eye. The tall, lean, hot headed one, with the ash brown mullet, always yelling at Sasha and Connie in her snaps.
Jean. Your best friend said his name was.
Sasha talked about the three guys all of the time, and from what she would tell you about Jean, he seemed like a cool guy.
An art major, on the Uni Lacrosse team, who was hot-headed, hilarious, and spontaneous. Stoic exterior but has a heart of gold on the inside…well at least from what you heard from Sasha. Though you didn't know him personally, you had a slight interest to him already.
But what you didn’t know was that slight interest went both ways.
Sasha talked about you ALL. THE. TIME. Not that the boys minded, it was cool to them that she had a loyal best friend, who has stuck around through all of her phases, through all of the years, like you. And as her best friends it clearly meant a lot to Sasha for them to know about you.
And when she did talk of you, she spoke of you, holding you in such high regards. Talking about how hilarious you were, or about how you were one of the most down to earth and genuine people she knew. Hearing how great of a person you were through Sasha, along with the memories she shared, made Jean’s interest in you pique.
Jean felt like he knew you personally with how much he had heard about you. When he and Sasha became friends, he had only ever seen a few old picture of you two, which was from when you guys graduated highschool and some from Sasha’s 18th birthday on her instagram. But other than that not much else, and even if he did want to just check your profile, for science of course, you were private.
And he felt it would be odd and cause a stir of him to ask Sasha to look at her profile, especially since Connie and Marco didn't have such an interest in you to go out of their ways to do the same. Jean felt it would arise questions, which he would much rather dodge rather than succumbing to his own curiosity.
Until Sasha had come back after break from home, and showed him, Connie, and Marco a video of you cussing out, and roasting the shit out of a man. Who was unsolicitedly hitting on another one of your good friends, and making her uncomfortable. Taken when you guys were out, celebrating your birthday at a bar in your guys' hometown.
And for some reason that video had him hooked. From your witty and cunning remarks to the pervert hitting on your friend. To how beautiful you looked in the short, black, satin dress that adorned your body perfectly. Along with how attractive it was that you were so protective of your friends.
And from the pictures Sasha posted from that night of you guys afterwards??? Good lord, Jean went on a little bit of an adventure looking through your instagram account and your pictures after seeing you changed your account to a public one afterwards.
To have a more clear face to put to the person he had heard of so often made him all the more curious to meet you in person. Especially after Sash had finally told him and the other guys that you would be transferring soon.
When you had managed to move into your own small studio apartment just a walk away from the university, Sasha was there already to help you unpack and decorate.
"Give me one reason right now, as to why I SHOULDN’T gauge your eyes out." Sasha holds up an old picture in a plain white frame, from you both on your eighth grade promotion, holding up your diplomas, arms around each other's shoulders. Sasha unfortunately in the picture caught mid sneeze, with you smiling big and bright under her arm.
"It's the only picture I have from that day." You laugh, rolling your eyes at her. Wiping excess dust on the back of your jeans, from the boxes you carried, watching her fake gagging at the precious momento.
"So its your first night as an SSU student..." Sasha tiptoes timidly in her voice, eager to talk about anything else. Then hanging the framed picture on the naked wall. But from the tone in her voice you could tell she was going to try and convince you to do something you probably didn't want to.
"Sash-"
"NOW BEFORE YOU SHUT ME DOWN, THIS COMES WITH A SASHA MADE BREAKFAST AND DINNER INCLUDED." She is quick to cut you off before you can shut her down. You only nod at her with your arms crossed, waiting for her to continue. Slightly influenced at the offer already.
"Well...plead your case then."
"There is a party tonight that I was invited to, and..."
"And you want me to go?" You raise your eyebrow.
"IT WILL BE A DOPE PARTY I-"
"Let’s go then." You say nonchalantly, making Sasha go wide eyed and start screaming in excitement as she shook your shoulders.
From there Sasha had gone to her own apartment to get ready after helping you pick out an outfit, leaving you on your own to go through your own getting ready routine. Picking out jewelry and putting on makeup.
As you were finishing up you get a last minute text from her.
Sash👩‍❤️‍👩: IM SO SORRY BB, I HAVE TO HEAD TO THE PARTY NOW I HAVE TO CHECK ON CONNIE, MARCO SAID HE PREGAMED A LIL TOO HARD
Sash👩‍❤️‍👩: will you be okay showing up on your own? i have absolutely no problem coming back to pick you up!
After reassuring her multiple times over text, and even more over Facetime that you would be fine, you then leave your apartment on your own.
Following the gps’ directions, you eventually pull up to the packed house with blaring music coming from the inside, people scattered on the outside lawn and packed on the inside.
As you enter you smile at what was laid out before you. The craziness of college life in university was everything Sasha described it to be.
Drunken students letting loose and dancing everywhere. Cheering to more drinks as they hold up their red solo cups. People making out left and right, living every second up before the sun rises that would return them back to their stressful lives as broke college students who had unknown futures.
This aspect of college is what you weren't able to experience fresh out of highschool due to going to a CC. Seeing Sasha get to experience it all and have fun doing it made you so happy for her. But you couldn’t help but feel as if you were missing out on a crucial part of what life is supposed to be as a young adult. And to just stand in the middle of it made it all so real and raw, this was definitely an experience that has been missing all along.
You were so caught up in everything happening around you, that you couldn't feel someone’s eyes burning into your presence from afar.
As soon as you entered the front door, you caught Jean's eye immediately.
The chaos of the party and the people around him subsided. The alcohol clouding his judgement having him buzzed had disappeared, and the sight of you sobered him up immediately. You were really here in the flesh. And looked as beautiful as ever, starry eyed wonder and excitement filling your aura and the space you took up as you were people watching. It only made him hope to be able to catch your attention.
When you had began to weave your way through people, Jean's feet that had him stuck just watching you, immediately uprooted from his place to follow you.
As you were making your way through the house, which was seemingly so much bigger than it looked on the outside, trying to the best of your ability to look for Sasha, you see that you had only reached another dead end.
When you turn around to retrace your steps, your face is immediately met with a warm and hard surface. Your senses begin to be flooded with scents of vanilla, spicy sandalwood, and a note of beer. With hot hands meeting you at your elbows, to steady you from tripping.
"Oh shit, I'm so sorry." You say quickly, without taking into account the stranger who you had just ran into. Just as your about to continue your search for Sasha, you feel that the stranger doesn't let you go right away.
Craning your head upwards, you’re met with the eyes of you had just ran into. Taking in light brown orbs with gold inflects of a tall stranger that you immediately recognize to unmistakably be, Jean.
"No that was my bad, are you okay?" He begins searching your eyes genuinely. When his hands drop from your elbows, you relish in whatever warmth was left.
"Oh no I'm alright, are you good?" You ask in return, looking right into his bright eyes, taking note of his beautifully long dark brown lashes. Not at all noticing the tint of pink painting his nose, or how red his ears were turning.
For a moment he doesn't even answer, he just shamelessly looks at you. The buzz giving him more confidence than he would like to admit. Taking in your features, noting in his head how the videos Sasha had shown of you doesn't do nearly as much justice to how breathtaking you are in person. Every picture he had seen of you didn’t capture the amount of beauty you held right in front of him, in this moment.
His eyes travel down your body, looking at how your outfit and your style complimented your figure perfectly. Or how your hair falls and frames your face perfectly, tempting him for a second to reach out and tuck the stray piece behind your ear.
And for a split second you do the same as well, taking note of his perfectly messy mullet, to the silver chain that adorned his neck, and the variety of silver rings, and earrings on his hands and ears. Bringing his outfit of a tight white shirt, and clean cut, black collared Carthartt jacket together. Although the jacket is slightly bigger, you can tell right away how well built he was. From his broad shoulders, or his chest puffing out from his white shirt.
Damn those videos and pictures of him really don't do him justice to him in person.
As you both stand in the middle of the uncrowded hallway, you completely forget where you are and what you were here for. With the lights going into a blur, the loud music fading out, and the only thing you can focus on was him. Almost as if your attention to him was keeping a grip on you to the floor beneath you instead of gravity. And for a split second looking into his fiery eyes, you swear he felt the same?
"I-I'm-" You stutter, trying to rid yourself of the warmth, and the butterflies flooding your stomach. But before you could even collect your words—
"You're Y/N." He finishes your shy introduction for you, revealing his perfectly aligned teeth in a smirk. Noticing your cheeks begin to blush hues of red. In return making him nervous, he then reaches his hand clumsily out to you to shake.
“I’m—” Taking his much larger hand into yours, with his slender fingers wrapping around your hand. Feeling a variety of rings graze the inside of your palm.
“Jean…” You finish his introduction, as he did you. Which now it was his turn to be shy..so you knew about him too? Just as he was about to speak again, you’re both knocked out of your daze. Literally.
“AGHHH YOU’RE HEREEE!!” Sasha tugs you into a tight embrace, as if she didn’t just see you over two hours ago. The force of her hug making you and Jean let go of each other’s hands. With two tall figures at her side watching her excitement with fond smiles on their faces. One of them then stepping forward after Sash had finally let you go.
“It’s nice to finally meet you, I’m Marco.” The tall freckled cutie in the cream t-shirt and brown flannel speaks up. Then stepping forward bashfully, reaching out to shake your hand gently.
As you finish shaking his hand, you avert your attention to the slightly shorter male. Orange fisherman beaning on his head, with a slightly outgrown fade peaking from underneath, wearing an army green crew neck, and silver chain and studs. Whom you immediately recognize to be Sasha’s accomplice.
“You didn’t tell me she was THIS fine in person Sash.” Connie shamelessly checks you out, which earns him a flick to his forehead from Sasha. And a smack upside the back of his head from Jean. Making Marco laugh behind you. While you giggle as well watching the group dynamic.
“WELL seems like you and Jean met already.” Your best friend grins, glad to see that both and Jean seemed to have gotten off on the right foot already. Making you and the semi-stranger look back at each other. Zoning in on him again, as he does you. Exchanging small smiles and nods.
“Well I hope he didn’t annoy you, or leave a bad impression.” Sasha cuts the tension once more unknowingly. Making Jean feel slightly more embarrassed with her choice of words.
“Yeah he can be a bit of an ass sometimes Y/N, so you just gotta be prepared for that.” Connie adds on, just to get a rise out of Jean. Then receiving a glare from him, and a snort out of Marco.
“I swear you two—” Jean despite his flustered state, was still ready to chew out his two knuckle head friends by instinct, before getting cut off.
“I mean he did kind of save me from tripping and eating shit at my first college party so, I’d say he’s alright.” You speak out with a small nod, making Jean’s eyes soften and his voice go quiet, as his full attention reverts to you. His once furrowed brows now relaxed with an airy chuckle coming out. He scratches the back of his neck before hitting you back with a response.
“Well you are pretty “alright” yourself.” Jean retorts, quoting you with his finger quotation marks. Careless and relaxed expression on his face as he only focuses on you. Not breaking eye contact even for a second or letting his smile fall from his face.
His three best friends are quick to take note at how Jean’s demeanor changed at your voice and within your little exchange.
Sasha though being a woman for one, and both of your best friends for two, was able to read you both immediately. Your small shy nods, the way your voice hitched up a small pitch signaling that you were nervous. Jean, trying his best to not look like he had a stick up his ass, the way he scratched his neck.
Of course it could just be coincidence, but Sasha and her bestie intuition never fails.
“Let’s go back I heard they’re about to do beer pong.” Sasha exclaims as she loops her arm with your own, walking before the boys down the hall. Trying to snatch you away in hopes of a bit of debriefing.
Jean is about to catch up, before Marco and Connie pull him back, both giving him knowing looks. He only answers with furrowed brows, waiting for his friends to answer as to why they’re holding him up.
“…you think she’s cute huh.” Connie teases, poking his tongue on the inside of his cheek, with his arms crossed to his chest. Marco knowing his best friend well enough, doesn’t even need to say anything to know that Connie wasn’t far off the mark.
“W-What? The hell are you two talking about? We barely just met her.” Jean very quickly responds. Defensive in his tone, a little TOO defensive if you ask. Marco only lets out a small chuckle through his nose because his best friend’s response only proved the theory correct.
“She’s just a friend of a friend. You both are on one. seriously.” Jean pushes past his best friends, quick to brush them off and leave this interrogation behind. All to prevent getting pressed any further with any other RIDICULOUS accusations.
Marco and Connie stand in the hall watching their friend stock off and rush downstairs. Looking back at each other, they both laugh as they haven’t seen Jean act this way in a while.
But really Jean was also trying to do anything to avoid his red ears being seen. As well as get his loudly thumping heart out of earshot from anyone. Swearing that the pounding in his ears from his heart would be able to be heard outwardly by anyone with ears.
You were just a friend of a friend. He had barely just met you in person for the first time. And yet here he was running off at the first signs of being caught in the act of crushing like a school kid.
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s1ckh1mb0 · 23 hours
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“Ngh! Onya- slow down.”
“Not my fucking name baby.”
“Fuck! Daddy, please!”
Ony wasn’t giving you a break like by a long shot. You just didn’t know when to shut the fuck up and now he was gonna teach you. You wanted to embarrass him by callin him a bitch ass nigga in front of his friends all cause he told you no to some shoes you wanted. You knew better and he didn’t waste no time pulling you out the bar and to the back of his car.
He had you face up and ass down, his large tattooed hand gripping the back of your head as he slammed into you repeatedly. Every time you whined it only got you a harsh slap on the ass. He pulled you head back making the look him in the eyes.
“Open.”
You knew better than to disobey with how pissed off he was. You opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out only to be met with a glob of spit falling into it. He chuckled and leaned down kissing you. Your smeared lipstick getting all over your and his lips. He pulled back and looked down at you, the way your ass was bouncing against his pelvis was mesmerizing. He bit his lip as he stuck his thumb into your puckered hole while watching you fuck yourself on his dick.”
“Fuck baby you like that huh? Yeah this what you fucking wanted. That’s right you gonna take what I fucking give you.”
“M’ sorry daddy ngh! Swear I didn’t mean it.”
“Nah you wanted to run ya mouth right. You gonna take this dick now. Ain’t no talkin ya way out of this.”
💋
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roseloon · 4 months
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THINGS LEVI SAYS IN BED
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“hey, don’t move yet—ngh ..”
“you feel me right here?”
“lay down,”
“legs on my shoulders pretty,”
“off. i said take them off.”
“you’re so beautiful .. how’d a man like me get so lucky hm?”
“cmere,”
“don’t cry .. i didn’t mean to be so rough with you .. cmere. let me hold you.”
“yeah? it feels good huh?”
“don’t—fuck, don’t move.”
“you’re so warm,”
“hey—none of that, let me see you.”
“spread it f’me.”
“keep your legs open. don’t make me tell you again.”
“kiss me,”
“gimme your hands.”
“you’re so pretty when you whine for me .. do it again,”
“let me in pretty, you’ve got to relax f’me.”
“hey, don’t make me take you over my knee.”
“you feel how fuckin’ hard i am? gimme your hand .. you feel that? s’all from your fucking teasing.”
“give me your panties.”
“fuck .. you’re so wet tonight ..”
“you taste so good though .. i don’t want to stop yet.”
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megumisgirl · 11 months
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making out with them as the kiss gets more rough, more fast. tugging and pulling each other more and more even though there is barely any space left. panting in each other's mouth, as you grind on their kness, your movements getting ragged and unsteady as his hands grip your waist tightly.
"stay still other wise we might have a problem."
— 𖦹. megumi, eren, gojo, jean, daisuke, geto, kageyama (i can also see a few book boyfriends doing it... maybe cardan, dante russo?? )
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theragethatisdesire · 10 months
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aot men as dads - headcanon!! some 18+!!
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includes: eren, jean, reiner, & levi
i'm still working on some full-fledged one-shots and parts of my series', but i'm nannying for the summer and have BABY FEVER. please enjoy my little headcanons of my fav aot men as dads <3
DISCLAIMER: some of this post contains MATURE CONTENT that is intended only for those over 18. if you are a minor, please do not read below the cut.
Eren
ok but eren is such a cringe dad lol
buys himself all of the #1 Dad! merch. he’s got mugs, tshirts, hats, all of it, and all of it went on his credit card.
10000% a girl dad. loves all the little dresses and bows; he puts your daughter’s hair in its first bun, nearly tears up when she points at his matching hairstyle and babbles “like da-da!”
you have to parent eren as much as the children. when you turn the corner into the living room where he’s supposed to be having “quiet time” with your toddler only to find that they’re buried in a pillow fort and eren’s signed his own name in crayon on the wall next to your daughter’s scribblings. “babe, we can just repaint it! she’s being creative.”
loves when you’re pregnant. after your first, eren keeps a calendar on the wall marking off the days until it’s safe for him to fuck you again, fuck a baby right back into you. already has a breeding kink before your first. develops a lactation kink after.
TERRIFIED (and i mean terrified) of hurting your little angel. has absolutely zero concept of “cry it out”; if he hears his baby crying, he’s sprinting into the next room, kissing a nonexistent boo-boo.
refuses to admit it but he has no backbone when it comes to your daughter wanting literally anything. she wants it, she gets it.
favorite thing in the world is matching outfits. favorite. “babe, where’s her green hoodie? i’m wearing mine today for the park!” “of course it matters, we have to match! on that note, where’s yours?”
lets your daughter use his hair to learn how to braid. usually has a few pink hair ties or glittery clips sticking out of it when you come home from a mom’s night out.
really big on your baby getting to see the world. drags you on vacation to any place he can think of, even as you try to explain to him that she can’t form any long term memories yet. “but baby, she’ll have pictures. how many kids in her class can bring a picture of them at the eiffel tower to their first show-and-tell?”
accidentally ruins santa and the tooth fairy for your daughter. cries harder than she does over it.
aggressively vets babysitters. ends up settling for a nursing student in the labor & delivery school who’s the oldest of seven children and probably more knowledgeable about child development than both of you combined, but he’s still suspicious.
wants to watch while you push, watch his baby come into the world. you’ve never seen a sweeter sight than eren in his scrubs, crying while holding your baby girl.
Jean
most people picture eren as being the roughhousing dad, but it’s jean, and i will die on this hill.
freaks out every time he drops your first boy while throwing him around like a ragdoll, but he’ll never stop because “listen!! he’s laughing!”. when it comes to the rest of them, he’s experienced enough now to tell the difference between a real booboo and an imagined one, and he simply brushes their little pants off caringly before shouting “now you tackle me!”
jean’s got no gender preference for your first, or the rest of your little brood for that matter. he raises them exactly the same, regardless: tough.
it takes him awhile to get used to the concept of babies’ minds. you’ve walked in on him having full-blown arguments with your shrieking toddlers several times. “what’s not making sense? if you let your goldfish ‘swim’ in the toilet, it dies, simple as that.”
plays “bad cop” for you because you’re terrible at it, but he’s always having to turn around and snicker into his elbow in the middle of scolding because your babies get the same little throbbing forehead vein as you when they’re mad
wants a big family, and gets it. you practically have to drag him to get his balls snipped after your fourth, him reminding you that “it’s reversible!” the entire way there.
the newborn phase is his favorite. he’s rarely home for any longer than ten minutes without scooping your most recent addition into his arms, squishing their little cheeks and marveling at their gurgling noises.
the kids never give him anxiety, but when you’re pregnant??? jean’s a wreck.
“do your feet still hurt, love?” “what do you mean you have indigestion? that could be the baby coming!” “of course we can’t have sex, what if we poke its little head?”
definitely the dad that’s got a delivery bag and a backup bag and an emergency third backup of the backup bag in his car at all times. the first week of your third trimester, he starts watching you suspiciously for any signs of labor, even though this is your fourth together. you think you’ve got it down by now, you tell him, but he won’t listen.
always gets the kids to work together on little surprises for you. every mother’s day they wake you up with breakfast, every valentines day your dining room table is covered in handmade cards, every birthday your kitchen is coated in flour from jean and four little ones attempting to bake
SO HARD to drag him out for a date night. he wants to bring them everywhere: the fancy restaurant, the couples' get away trip
jean's that dad standing in the bar, watching the game, beer in hand, with an occupied baby carrier strapped to his chest
wants to watch during delivery, but he passed out the first go-round, so now he’s content standing up by your head, trying not to turn white as you squeeze his hand hard enough to break.
talks you into just one more on your fourth’s second birthday. “they’re all so big now. don’t you miss it, babe? my baby in your belly? c’mon…” turns out he reversed that vasectomy without telling you
Reiner
another girl dad. hardcore girl dad.
buys his little princess all number of dresses and barbies, is confused when she’s more interested in the baseballs her classmates have.
accidentally raises the most tomboyish, toughest little girl. still babies her, and she hates it.
cries more than you do on your first date night out when you leave her with your mom. forgets to order his entree at the restaurant because he’s watching the baby monitor app on his phone.
definitely the best at splitting baby duties with you. reiner’s up before you most nights when she wakes, grabbing a bottle and cooing at her lovingly even as she screams. you always try to stay awake to watch him on the baby monitor, though, heart melting as his massive arms rock the tiny bundle back to sleep.
all the neighborhood kids love him because of his size. at every cookout, reiner can’t help on the grill because he’s buried in the grass in a little army of toddlers, led by your daughter, shrieking with joy.
always taking pictures. literally always. unflattering ones when you fall asleep breastfeeding, candids at the zoo, eighteen identical pictures of the lock of hair from her first haircut clogging up his camera roll.
can’t be the bad cop. literally ever. he just can’t say no to his little princess, can’t break her precious little heart by telling her that throwing her food onto the floor is bad.
takes your daughter to mommy & me classes with him
DILF DILF DILF. all the moms in the classes swoon over him and gossip about him when he’s not there; much to your annoyance, reiner never notices, insisting that they’re his “mommy friends”.
always sporting a little bit of glitter on his face or a sticker on his back from your daughter
coming from a fatherless background, reiner nearly kills himself trying to be a constant presence in your daughter’s life (you have to remind him that he has to rest too)
never misses an open house night at school, even if it nearly gets him fired. coaches all of her sports teams. literally almost cries when she makes her first soccer goal. actually does cry when she tells you the boy sitting beside her in class called her his girlfriend. full-blown breakdown on her first day of school, so bad he has to stay home from work.
the absolute BEST through your pregnancy and delivery. always cooking your craving of the week, constant foot and back rubs, stays up all night with you for the three days before the birth when you’re just too swollen and miserable to sleep.
holds your hand through the entire delivery, gets in the doctors’ way when they’re performing checkups because “i’m her father, i need to know what’s going on”
Levi
levi never pictured himself as having children, but when your little surprise arrives, blinking up at levi with his own grey, owlish eyes, levi can’t believe he hadn’t thought of it sooner.
very easily irritated with anyone asking questions about your home life.
when his coworkers ask for your newborn’s name, levi simply says “child.” are you two trying again? “why the fuck do you need to know?”
super overprotective. your baby waves at someone in the supermarket, and levi’s leaning down to explain (in words your eight-month-old can’t yet understand) stranger danger.
totally one of those parents that goes half-crazy trying to get their child into the top-notch, snobby preschool in town.
“we’re not wasting his intelligence on the public school”
levi grew up with basically nothing, so he goes all out buying the best baby products on the market. $2,500 strollers, researching “best baby toys for development”, the whole nine yards.
100% spends months trying to get your child to make a game out of picking up his own toys after playtime, but it never works.
has a meal plan for your child to “optimize nutrition” that you have to sneak around to give your baby little chocolates and junk snacks.
“why are there pringles in his playtime bag? they have no nutritional value.”
vets anyone that comes around your child, even other children. “no more playtime with that evan kid. he’s always got a cold or something.”
he’s always been a light sleeper, but once you have your child, levi snores beside them watching kids’ cartoons on the tv like you’ve never seen him, even drooling as his head lolls, arm tucked tight around your little one.
learned everything he could about labor and delivery beforehand
you almost killed him in the delivery room as he explained each medical detail of your labor symptoms to “reassure” you. he finally got the hint when you threatened to decapitate him.
he thinks it’s shameful, but watching you be a mother turns. him. on. 
wants to take you right there when he catches you breastfeeding, watches you read a bedtime story, spin your child around laughing. you’re just so naturally good at it and it makes him love you all the more, all that love going straight between his legs.
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chrollohearttags · 8 months
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influencer (y/n) asking eren if she should get a BBL and weight loss surgery because somebody said you looked fat in the comments and now he responding with videos of him giving you back shots and the ass rippling against him, talm bout “it looks perfect to me.” 🤦🏾‍♀️🤦🏾‍♀️ and when you finish, he slaps your ass, sparks up his blunts and tells you not to ask him no stupid shit like that ever again.
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umeoniii · 1 year
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breeding w/ aot men 4 100 followers!
starring: eren, levi, reiner, kenny , & armin
!: fem bodied reader, nsfw, breeding kink obvi, eren bein a meanie, orgasm denial kinda in erens, age gap 4 kenny, lil bit of toxic relationship in armins, lowkey all the men are whiny ;)
a/n: rq ik yall looking like “KENNY?! LEVIS FUCKING UNCLE KENNY?!” YES, please guys you guys don’t understand how bad i need this old man, i want him to breed me frl. also for any1 new jean isn’t on here bcs i literally just did breeding 4 him!!
∘❀♡❀∘
eren:
 “so fuckin’ good for me.” eren panted, thrusting his dick into you. you never thought joking about wanting a baby to eren was gonna result to him putting you in a mating press on the bed. 
“hell yeah eren i would love a baby. a cute lil’ mini us. wouldn’t that be amazing.” you laughed holding up some baby clothes to your figure.
“what if i were to give you one?” he asked with a straight face looking at one of the shirts. it was a cute pink onesie that said “daddy’s girl.” 
you ignored him trying not to start anything in the store. 
on the way home you saw a look in his eyes through the mirror. you knew the look, the look of aggression and hunger. he was serious about the question he asked in the store, you weren’t.
when you got home and started to cook in the kitchen he came behind you, huge hands placed on your hips. he stood behind you his head placed in the crook of your neck. you sat quiet, waiting for him to speak first. 
“i was serious y/n.” he paused, digging his nails into your hips, kneeding the flesh. “i actually wan’ get ya’ pregnant. you’d be so cute, we’d be tied for life.” he said, you felt his stare burn holes into you. 
you put down the wooden spoon and stopped stirring the pasta. “s-sure.” you mumbled under your breath. 
“sure what? that didn’t specify anything.” you felt his hot breath against your neck, goosebumps started to raise throughout your body. 
“you can attempt to get me pregnant.” you turned towards him seeing the greedy look in his green eyes. he walked off to your bedroom leaving you standing before the stove. 
you turned around turning off the stove and walked to your bedroom where you saw eren sitting on the bed fully undressed with nothing on but the necklace you had got him with your initial on it.
as soon as you got in the room he pulled down your trousers and panties, pushing you onto the bed. he pushed your thighs up to your boobs leaving your tummy with slight rolls. 
“i don’t even feel like taking off that fuckin’ shirt, need to get you filled.” 
he muttered aligning his cock to your achy hole. 
he rubbed his tip through your folds then your clit. he smirked while teasing you. 
“eren st-“ you gasped as he pushed himself into you so aggressively. his long strands of brown hair tickled your face as he thrusted into you squeezing your thighs. 
“ m’ for reals baby, im gonna knock you up , you can’t do anything about it.” he groaned holding your shaky form close to his broad chest. 
“fuck eren, feels so good.” you whined grabbing at his back. 
“i bet it does you slut.”
if this is how it felt to have eren impregnate you, you’d have 1 million kids. your brain was still foggy as you saw his bulge in your abdomen.
“you feel so fuckin good, u want the baby to be in you just like i am right?” he said chuckling to himself.  you nodded eyes tightly shut.  you felt his heavy balls slapping your pussy. 
you felt as he slid his hands under your shirt, playing with your  hardened nipples. you yelped softly from the contact. he quickly bought your lips together, kissing you harshly. his tongue swirling around your mouth and licking at your lips and cheek. 
he backed up away from the kiss.
“im gonna cum into your pretty pussy, ‘n give you so many kids.” he groaned into your ear, his fat cock twitching and pulsing inside of you. you looked at him as his eyebrows knitted together.
 he moaned and grunted as he released his seed into you. “fuck fuck fuck.” he gripped onto you breasts harder. 
he pulled out kissing you on the cheek. 
“don’t worry about cumming baby, we’ve got plenty more times we’re gonna try.” he panted.
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levi:  
levi gave you a confused look asking you to repeat what you just said. 
“i said i wanna have your baby.” you said looking up at him. 
“please vi’ baby, i think im ready to have a baby, i know it’s a big responsibility but we can do it.” you whined while he still looked at you confused. 
“im not sure y/n. the way you talk about a baby… it sounds like you’re begging for a puppy.” he scoffs looking at you laying on his belly. 
you turned around away from him. and the two of you sat in silence for a while. 
levi was contemplating it, children were a lot and they’d be there for your whole life. he didn’t really have an issue, he wanted you to prove just how much you wanted a child though.
“how do i know you just don’t wanna have sex, unprotected at that?” he said.
you laughed softly to yourself, “no im so serious, i actually have very bad baby fever. i want you to be a daddy levi.” you turned looking at him with a sparkle in your eyes and a cute smile. 
the way the word slipped out of your mouth, daddy, it aroused him. he wanted you to say it more. 
“okay then.” he said sitting up and patting his lap. 
you sat down on his lap and wrapped your arms around his neck giving him a soft kiss on the lips. he ran his hands up and down your body looking up at you. he pulled off all of your clothes and you took off his. 
he was quick to attach his mouth to your breasts licking and sucking on your sensitive buds. he squeezed and played with your free breast. you looked and ran your fingers through his raven black hair, slowly riding his thigh hoping he wouldn’t notice. 
he continued licking, leaving your breasts warm, you gasped and moaned from the pleasure he gave you. 
“shit, i want you on my cock hun.” he detached from your breast a string of saliva following. 
you moved his erect dick and lowered yourself onto him. you both groaned when he was inside. 
you held levi close to your chest as you started riding him slowly, soft grunts escaping both of your lips occasionally. it felt so good having him inside of you, he made you feel like you were on a one way trip to heaven. he knew just the way to touch you, just the way to thrust. you heard him mumbling from inside your breasts. 
“cant wait to be a daddy for you. for us. and for you to be a mama. you’ll do so good, you’re already a good mommy without a baby inside you.” 
your soft thighs and his rubbed together, your cream coating his cock. you went blank as you felt your orgasm coming, levi’s head was still close to your chest. 
“im about to cum levi. are you close baby?” you brought his head up with you finger tips.
he nodded, his eyes shutting close. 
you continued riding him feeling him get deeper. you felt your orgasm wash over you like a wave. you came undone, feeling euphoric as you held levi close. 
he felt how you tightened around him and held you tightly. whispering inaudibly about how much he loved you. 
cumming inside of you he held you closely, groaning into the crook of your neck.  
you sat catching your breath, feeling your cum and his seep onto his lap slowly. you looked into his eyes in a daze. he was out of it as well, he leaned back onto the head board holding you to his chest. 
he kissed your head rubbing your back slowly. you couldn’t wait to have his children.
         。
reiner: 
you and reiner had just came back from dinner. he had taken you to a rooftop restaurant for your anniversary, never settling for less. 
you had entered the cool apartment sending a chill down your spine.  the two of you sat on the couch, the lights and moon from outside being the only thing illuminating the two of you.
you and reiner had a little bit much to drink, you could tell by the way his grabby hands lingered on your body. he pulled you closer, sitting you on his lap. your ass brushed against his hard cock. he kissed at your neck the scent of tequila persistently swaying in the air as he whispered in your ear. 
“fuck y/n i love you, i got you some more gifts, they’re gonna be here tomorrow.” 
“okay reiner.” you groaned rubbing his leg.
he kissed you on the cheek, his stubbly beard and mustache scratching you softly. 
“that necklace looks so good on you babe.” he said looking at the pendant.
you smiled at him, kissing him on the lips.
“fuck, i need you so much baby, let me show you how much i need you.” he whispered into your ear. you looked at him and brought your hands to his hard cock, palming him through his pants. 
“really?” you whispered teasingly
“yes really” he breathed shakily 
he didn’t even wait for an answer, he grabbed your cheeks pulling you into an aggressively hungry kiss. squeezing your fleshy ass in the process. 
still making out with him, you worked your hands down twoards reiner’s pants. unbuttoning them, you slid your hand into his underwear pumping him softly. the kiss started to vibrate as he moaned from the pleasure. 
“fuck y/n you gotta stop before i cum already.” he laughed breathily. 
he layed you on your stomach onto the couch, pulling off your red silk dress, underwear and bra.
“fuck you’re such a cutie y/n, seeing you like this is enough to make me finish.” he pushed your hair behind your ear to whisper.
he pulled down his pants, and boxes freeing his fat cock. his crimson tip leaky with precum.
he put his large hands over your ass for leverage, shoving himself into you as quick as possible. 
the sudden feeling of being full prompted you to yelp inside of the fluffy pillows on the couch. 
“fuck baby you’re so wet and tight, im already outta breath. gonna make you feel so good.” he grunted thrusting slowly. 
you whined as he thrusted very slowly, hands on both sides of your waist. 
“reiner go faster.” you hiccuped, his slow pace doing almost nothing for you. 
he sped up a little, whimpering in the process. 
“you feel so good y/n ‘m gonna fuck a baby into you. ‘s gonna feel so good.” he said as he stuffed his cock in between your puffy lips.
he leaned down, his chest making close contact to your back. 
“you love it dont you y/n?” his deep sultry voice whispered into your ear. 
he sped up his pace, his balls slapping your ass and the back of your thighs. 
you mewled deeply into the pillow, black stains now covering them from the mascara running down your cheeks. 
“just like that reiner, so so good.” 
he gripped your hair, the sound of your bodies slapping together being the only sound in the whole apartment.
reiner’s pace started to slow as he was getting closer. his hips bucking into your thighs. 
“ im gonna cum inside of you gorgeous.” he said as he filled you up, his pace becoming irregular as he tried to get you to finish. 
you cried out his name into the pillow, your nails digging into the arm of the velvet couch. 
your pussy tightened around his cock, draining him even more as you came all over his dick. 
he pulled out of you slowly, your cum and his spilled out of your pussy onto your thighs. 
 reiner fell on top of your back laying down on your. kissing your back and your cheeks.
“happy anniversary gorgeous.”
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kenny: 
“yer’ quiet the lively one ain’tcha?” you looked up at the older man hovering over you. 
“yes, sir’” you said, completely stopping from dancing. 
“ya know, you’re a very beautiful girl. how’d you like to party with a cowboy, i can tell it wouldn’t be your first rodeo.” he winked 
you thought about it long and hard. he was clearly way older than you, but oddly enough he was attractive for a man who could be your father, hell maybe even your grandfather. he stood very tall, black hair to his shoulders and a cowboy hat. 
you did question why a random older guy came up to you asking for sex. maybe it was the way you had dressed tonight. or maybe the way you were dancing provocatively onto a few girls you had met earlier that night. 
either way you weren’t gonna fuck an old guy with no money. 
“so how bout’ it?” he said grinning over you.
“ $350, no lower.” you stated, staring at your pedicured nails. walking over to a table sitting down with your drink. 
“why so high? you’re not tryna trouble an old man like me are ya?”  he said jokingly sitting next to you, alcohol lingering from his breath. 
“im serious, it wouldn’t go well with my conscious having sex with an old man for no money.” you looked at him batting your eyelashes. 
“what are ya, a prostitue?” 
“no, i just have morals and having sex with a man well over 40 ain’t one of ‘em.” 
he chuckled.
“just cause you’re stubborn i’ll give you $400.” 
“really?!” you looked over at him, pupils large. 
“yeah, what’s your name sweetie?”
“what’s yours”
“i asked you first darlin’ “ he said slightly aggravated 
“i’ll only tell you if you tell me first.” you slurped your caipirinha. 
“you can call me kenny hun’ “ he rubbed your thigh.
“it’s y/n” 
“that’s a very pretty name, say y/n let’s take it on somewhere else.” 
you nodded. 
you thought he was gonna take you somewhere more civilized. like a motel or his home. instead he took you out to his truck, it was surprisingly not that messy. he pushed you into the back seat and ordered you to take off your clothes.
“are you gonna at least take me to a motel or something?” you whined aggravated.
“im a busy man princess, i can but just know it’s gonna come out of that $400.” he chuckled holding your chin.
“fine.” you removed your clothes.
he looked over you, “you’ve got a mighty fine body.” he said groping your breasts. soft mewls leaving your mouth. 
he licked at your soft nipples, turning hard from his warm tongue. he bit and sucked on your bud causing you to writhe in his padded car seat. he licked down your whole body to your soaking wet pussy.
“yer’ cunnie’s even cuter.” he groaned kissing your folds. he slipped his long thin fingers inside of you, curling them slightly going in and out. 
you covered your mouth in attempts not to let him know that it felt nice. 
“it’s okay pretty, sing for me.” he smirked rubbing at your thighs. 
he took off his hat putting it onto your head. he removed his fingers replacing them with his mouth. smacking and slurping at your pussy while rubbing your clit. 
“feels so good, mr kenny sir.” you gasped your hands entangled into his dark black hair. he stuffed his tongue into your tight hole, rubbing just the right spots. 
it felt great, until he stopped. before you can inquire why, he undid his belt, pulling down his trousers, revealing his happy trail, then his hard heavy dick. 
he spread your legs then sat in between them, entering himself
into you. he pulled you onto his lap  as he started fucking you. your held him tightly moaning his name aloud. 
“fuck sweetie yer’ makin’ me feel so good.” he grunted slamming into your gspot. 
“fuck you’re gonna let me cum into ya right? im gonna knock you up princess.”  you nodded your head tears pricking at your eyelashes. 
he kissed you deeply the taste of rum and lime mixing in your mouths. your cream coated his cock and balls as he nibbled on your neck, his large hands sitting on your breasts, twisting and pinching your sensitive nipples.
“oh god kenny i think im gonna cum.” you hiccuped in his ear. 
“go ahead cowgirl.” he grunted heavy balls slapping your pussy. 
you held on close to him, your pussy gliding on his shaft. you shut your eyes as your cunt gripped onto him, white cum coating his dick. he continued bouncing you on top of him, the truck shaking from all of your movements. 
he gripped onto your ass harder as his cock twitched, releasing his hot semen inside of you. 
he panted, hair sticking to his forehead from his sweat. you leaned your head on his shoulder out of breath.
“that was so good sir.” you said in between breaths 
“do i still gotta pay you?” he said breathy
“no, you’re fine. let’s do it again though.” 
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armin: 
you and armin had gotten into your  100th argument that month, or at least it felt like it. it was always over petty things and armin never tried to make things better. 
“well maybe if you’d never moved my stuff this would’ve never happened.” armin groaned
“armin this wasn’t my fault, it shouldn’t have been on the floor like that, all i was trying to do was get it out of the way so no one would step on it.” you crossed your arms. 
“you know what never mind let’s just stop.” he said clearly aggravated. he walked into the dining area and sat at the table by himself for a few hours. 
you got up and told him that you ordered some food and that it was here. 
“leave it, i’ll get it later.” he said quietly scrolling on his phone. you nodded going back to your room, continuing to get ready to go off to a party with your friends. 
when you came out it the tight, revealing black dress armin stared at you in disbelief. 
“where are you going?” he stood up.
“out with my friends.” you put on your earrings,  “you’ve been giving me a hard time lately, i gotta cool off, get drunk, smoke, i don’t know but i gotta do something.” 
“please y/n don’t go, im sorry about earlier.” he came up behind you giving you a hug. 
“im serious im going out, you just eat. and no i’m not gonna cheat on you while i’m out. so don’t even try to start it” you said grabbing your purse and leaving out the door. 
while you were gone armin sat alone at the table, by himself. getting up to take a shower and go to bed.
when you came back a few hours later you went into the room to see him sprawled on the bed in nothing but his sweatpants. you sat on the bed taking off your heels when he grabbed your arm.
“hm what is it baby?” 
“did you have fun?” he asked sleepily trailing his fingers down your forarm.
“yes it was fun.” you laughed thinking about the night’s events. 
“im glad you had fun.” he kissed your cheek. “lemme help you undress.” 
he slid your dress straps off your arm and you pulled the rest of the dress down. revealing the white and red lingerie you were wearing under.
“why’re you wearing this?” he asked 
“i was planning on trying to get things right with you when i came home.” you whispered in his ear sending shivers down his spine. 
he sat up sitting next to you, admiring your body in the lingerie. the curves of your breast, the way he could see your pussy through the panties. he pushed you down on to the bed softly, sinking into the covers he rubbed his hands up and down your body.
he moved his hands down to your panties rubbing your clit through them. you moaned softly, bucking your hips against his fingers. 
he pulled your panties to the side stuffing your wet pussy with his slim fingers. you gasped softly just as he touched the right spots. 
he used his free hand to unhook the back of your bra freeing your breasts. he then groped your tits, squeezing and pinching your pebbled nipples causing you to squirm.
when he got up, you could clearly see the print of his cock through his sweatpants. causing you to get more aroused thinking of the things he’d do to you with it.
you slipped your underwear off as he pulled down his sweatpants. he teasingly rubbed his tip through your wet slit a few time before stuffing himself inside. he put your legs around his waist, fucking you softly. 
“fuck you feel so good armin.” you moaned looking at the ceiling, your breasts bouncing up and down. 
he moaned softly sliding his cock in and out of your wet greedy cunt. as he thrusted back and forth you could feel him in your abdomen, with the way he was fucking you it felt like he was hitting your brain.
“god y/n you make me so mad sometimes, but i still love you either way, can’t help but adore your adorable face and body.” he grunted while trying to contain himself inside of you. 
he thrusted even harder his hands gripping your sides as his skin slapped against the  back of your thighs,  getting more red from all of the harsh contact. 
“im gonna cum armin.” you hiccuped 
“i want you to come all over my dick.” a smirk tugged on his lips 
“im gonna cum inside of you y/n, im gonna cum so much it’s gonna give you a baby.” moaned into your ear
his words bringing you closer to climax as you gripped onto him, nails red painted nails scratching onto his back. leaving marks that would be tended to later on.
“ah armin.” you gasped as you tightened around his dick, practically squeezing him dry.
his pace became sloppy as he tried to keep up with himself, “im gonna stuff you. im gonna fill your womb with a baby. ” he whimpered in your ear releasing himself all inside of your cunt. he thrusted riding out his high before he stopped, mouth agape panting. 
he indulged in a soft kiss from you groping your breasts. 
“fuck sometimes it’s so hard being mad at you.” 
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a/n2: sorry this took a lil long… i hope u guys like it, sorry if i’m not perfect at writing with breeding. also ik i said i was gonna do 6 men but that was lowkey a lot considering i couldn’t really think of anymore characters… but thank u guys for 200 i love you all <33
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lolitakirstein · 3 months
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Sleepy men
How the men of Aot sleep/cuddle and what they wear
Ft: Eren Levi Jean Reiner
Cw: nothing really, fluff? Hint of smuttiness. 
EREN: He’s a restless sleeper. Constantly tossing and turning. Mumbling. Slinging his arms over and around you when he rolls over to curl up next to you, mushing his face into the crook of your neck and kissing it. He generally just wears his boxers, nothing fancy. “I sleep hot,” he admits. And good god yes the guy is a FURNACE, you sometimes have to push away from him during the night because he gets so warm. “Get back here” he’ll whines, reaching blindly for your body across the bed. “You’re burning me up!” you say, putting space between you and his hot body. He’ll groan and then throw the covers off of you, exposing you to the cold room. He smirks as you yelp at the cool air and immediately curl back up into him.  The heat DOES pay off in the winter because you sneak your cold feet onto his back. “Goddamn, get those ice cubes off of me!” he mumbles sleepily into the pillow. “But your sooooo warm,” you giggle. 
Levi: He sleeps like a Victorian child struck down with the plague. On his back, hands across his chest like he’s in a casket. He doesn’t move once during the night. “I don’t want to mess up the bed that much,” he says. He wears luxury silk pajamas with his initials on them. It was difficult when you first started sleeping together, you didn’t know if he was a cuddler or not so you just laid on your side next to him for the first few stays over. However, you got brave enough and ask “Do you like to cuddle?” He takes a beat before answering, “Its been awhile since i’ve done such activities but i’m not opposed to it.” You take that as a go-ahead and wrap up against his side, his arm curls around your shoulder, gently stroking your bare arm. “Is this ok?” you ask. He sighs, “Actually this is perfect.” He loves having the weight of you on top of him, sometimes your legs thrown over his. Even when you turn away in your sleep, he will reach a hand to keep on you, just a reminder that you are there with him. 
JEAN: This man is a fucking BED HOG! No matter how big the bed is, they cant contain his tall frame and long legs. He sleeps in a band tshirt and basketball shorts. He will let you wear one of his tshirts to bed as well. He’s a blanket snob too, always stealing them from around you. “Jean I’m cold!,” you pout, trying to tug the covers from around him. He’ll laugh at your pathetic whining and pull you to where you are both on your sides facing each other. His long legs tangling with yours. “Better,” he’ll ask, kissing your nose. “Much” you mumble into his chest, inhaling his scent. When you have a nightmare and are fretting around in your sleep, he will wrap his lean arms around you, kissing your sweat-damp head trying to soothe you. “Hey i’m here, its ok.” he’ll murmur. He easily relaxes you back to sleep. 
REINER: He sleeps in flannel pants and shirtless AND he is a CUDDLER!!!! From the moment your ass hits the mattress he is dragging you close to his body. He loves spooning, the feel of your naked back against his bare chest and the smell of your clean hair is like a sedative to him. “God you smell so good,” he says into your neck. He’s always struggled falling asleep, but once you started spending the nights, he was finally able to get the best sleep he’s ever got. He loves it when you spoon him, draping your tiny body over his muscular back, sometimes tracing your fingers up and down his back and kissing the nape of his neck as you both drift off. When you sleep on your back he lays on his side to face you and wraps his arm over your torso, legs intertwined. He loves watching you sleep, and how peaceful you look. It makes him feel so incredibly lucky. You always wake up to him stealing kisses on your neck or chest or even between your legs. He is ALSO ravenous in the morning. 
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tsukiboo · 1 year
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thinking about collegeboy!eren whos wanted to date you for months ever since he discovered he was in the same intro to classic lit class as you, but you were jean’s gf of 2 years and he didn’t wanna he would if he could ruin a happy home
collegeboy!eren who’s been best friends with jean for years and have been good friends with you since jean started dating you.. little do you know he’d do anything just for a taste of you, even if that meant testing the waters every now and then
collegeboy!eren who silently thanks the gods that you sit next to him in class, making it a routine to do so, and every-time you walk pass to get to your seat your nice smelling perfume always hits his nose leaving an imprint in his mind to never forget it
collegeboy!eren who compliments you everyday when he sees you in class, making sure it’s something he notices different each day because if jean won’t, he definitely will
collegeboy!eren who “accidentally” flirts with you when jean’s not around, complimenting on how good you look in the skirt you’re wearing, muttering to himself that “it’s a shame jean’s the only one who gets to see it on the ground”, and he doesn’t fail to capture the way your eyes widen when you heard what he said..
collegeboy!eren who bites his tongue at how annoyed he is when you always refer to him as a “friend”.. and he’d leave it alone for now because he knew one day he’d have your pretty voice calling him something way more fitting
collegeboy!eren who has a slight obsession with your hands, he loves smelling your vanilla hand cream that you use everyday, the smell drawing his eyes to the cute nail colors you’d have on them that day… he jst knows that your hands would be so soft, so gentle.. and he can’t help but imagine the way they’d feel running through his hair
collegeboy!eren who doesn’t care that he thinks about jean’s cute gf everytime he jerks off, thinking about that damn perfume you wear that has him whipped every morning, imagining what nail color you’d have on that day and how cute they’d be wrapped around his dick.
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aothotties · 4 months
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Miss Me?
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Pairing: BabyDaddy!Connie x Black!Reader
Warnings: unprotected sex, choking, hair pulling, pet names, Connie speaks spanish, Connie is a panty thief, multiple orgasms, fingering, mirror sex, mating press, cream pie, super fluffy at the end.
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“Cairo please stay still so mama can change your diaper, your dad will be here any minute.” You plead with your toddler, rushing to put on his diaper.
“Damn it Connie”  You mumble at the sound of your doorbell ringing, of course he shows up early when your hands are full. 
“Mama, papa’s at the door.” Your oldest, Cj, says as he eats his snack at the kitchen table.
“Have you tried opening the door from papa?” You ask him, trying and failing to hide your sarcasm.
Your son sighs out dramatically and pauses his Ipad. He drags his feet to the front door and opens it. 
“Cj! Que paso papa?” You hear your son’s voice perk up as he and his father start speaking Spanish.
“Your Spanish is magnificent papa, I see your mama is teaching you well?” He looks over at you and stifles a laugh while you wrestle with Cairo.
“I’m trying to. There! Go ahead and be free.” You huff and lean back on your arms, tilting your head to the side with a smile on your face as he toddles over to his father.
“Ven aqui hijo!” He exclaims, immediately scooping the small boy up into his arms as he kisses all over his face.
You stand up from your spot on the floor and grab your phone to check the time. You have a date tonight and who better to watch your boys than their father.
“Mama you didn’t give papa a hug yet” Your son points out, hiding a sneaky smile behind his hand as he giggles.
“He’s right mami, you’re the only one who hasn’t given me a hug.” He sets your younger son down and walks over to you slowly with his arms open wide. 
“You guys think you’re so sneaky don’t you?” You look between the both of them and playfully roll your eyes. 
You walk over to Connie and wrap your arms around his waist, you let out a gasp when he tightens the hug and rubs his hands up and down your back. You can't exactly explain it, but the way he’s hugging you kind of made you miss him being around. 
“Make sure your little boyfriend has you back at a decent time.” He pulls away from you and gives you a smile.
“Okay one, Tyler is not my boyfriend he’s my work friend. And two I will let you know how the night goes when I come back.” You give him a quick kiss on the cheek then head to your room to get ready.
After about 45 minutes you finally finish getting yourself together. You make your way to the living room and swing your purse onto your shoulder.
--- “Alright boys, I’ll be back by 11. If you need anything ask your father, and Connie if you need anything you know who to dial.” You dig through your bag for your keys and look up to see your sons and their father staring at you. 
“What’s the problem?” You ask, rolling your eyes and resting a hand on your hip. 
“Mommy it’s cold out you should wear a sweater” Cj says, walking over to the coat rack. 
“Yeah mami, you should really put on a sweater. We wouldn’t want you to catch a cold now, would we?” He asks, eyeing you from head to toe as you apply your lip gloss. 
“It’s 78 degrees, you guys are doing too much” You check yourself over again and grab your keys.
“Have fun!” Connie and the boys say in unison which brings a smile to his face.
“Alright, who wants to watch scary movies and eat ice cream?!” 
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Connie quietly backs out of the boys room and pulls the door shut as carefully as he can.
“Finally, those boys can play all night long.” Connie mumbles to himself and turns to walk down the steps.
He stops in front of your door and stares at the shiny knob in front of him. He rubs his hand over his face and steps inside what used to be your shared bedroom and looks around.
He chuckles to himself as the memories of you two in this room take over his mind, so many nights full of laughter, tears, moans and whimpers. Nights he wishes you two can hopefully have again.
A red fabric catches his eyes and he raises an eyebrow as he squats down to retrieve the piece of cloth. He unfolds the fabric and is surprised at the sight of your skimpy panties in his hand.
He stuffs the panties into his back pocket and can’t help but fantasize about the things he’s going to do to and with the pretty underwear. He decides to leave the room now before you come home and catch him snooping.
Although that wouldn’t be such a terrible thing, he always points out how sexy you look when you’re pissed off. 
He jogs down the steps and out to your back patio, he makes himself comfortable and pulls out a bag of weed and a pack of wraps. 
“Now for my favorite part of the night” He says out loud, talking to nobody but himself. 
He opens up the wrap and dumps the contents out into your little trash bin next to the coffee table. Connie starts focusing so hard that he doesn’t notice you stepping inside the house.
You kick your shoes off and throw your bag onto the sofa nearby, you look around the house and shake your head at the sight of him outside. You can’t help but smile at the sight, pushing down the memories trying to come back up.
“Are you going to stand there and be pretty or come and join me?” He asks, not needing to turn around to know you’re watching him.
“I’ve always hated when you do that.” You cross your arms and sit next to him on the sofa. 
“Yeah you hate a lot of the things I do, how was your little date?” He says, lighting up the blunt.  
“I see where Cj gets his listening problems from, it was not a date. But we had drinks, he bought me dinner and we just talked.” You shrug your shoulders and take the blunt from his hands. 
“You two just talked? You’re all dressed up all pretty and you just talked.” He makes a face and nods his head as if he’s trying to understand.
You cough up some smoke when he says the word pretty and pass the blunt back to him.
“Connie, you think I’m pretty?” you ask teasingly, moving closer to where he’s seated.
“I didn’t say all that, I said you dressed up all pretty.” He pokes your nose and takes a long drag, holding the smoke in his mouth as he leans his head back. 
Your eyes trail up and down his figure and you can’t up but bite your lip at the sight of his tattoos. Your body moves before you can think and you trace your finger over your favorite piece on the side of his throat. 
Your name, you both were so young when he got the tattoo. He asked you for a suggestion and you jokingly said your name, but to him he wanted nothing more than to do it.
He would do absolutely anything to make you happy, in all honesty all he wants to do now is make you happy. 
“If you didn’t think I was attractive you wouldn’t have gotten my name tattooed on your neck.” You say to him as you trace your finger over the red ink. 
He laces his fingers with yours and rubs his thumb over the back of your hand.
“You know I think you’re the sexiest woman alive, you gave me two boys. To me you can’t get any more gorgeous than you already are, yet somehow you always do.” He kisses your knuckles and sets your hand down.
You feel your face warm up as he speaks and his compliment has you at a loss for words.
“It’s getting late so I should head back to the apartment. Ony is gonna get into my stash if I’m not quick enough” You nod your head and stand up behind him. 
“I’ll lock the door behind you” you give him a small smile and he walks back inside. You follow behind him and walk towards the front door. 
“Thank you for watching the boys tonight, tell Sasha I said hey” To your surprise he just chuckles dryly and rolls his eyes. 
“Yeah that ended two months ago, I guess I forgot to tell you” he throws his hood on and puts his hands in his pocket and shrugs. 
“Connie what the hell happened!” You slap him on the arm and wait for him to explain. He lets out a sigh in annoyance and rubs his hands down his face. 
“It just didn’t work out. We fought way too much, and she kept saying crazy shit that just didn’t make sense.” He keeps his answer short to avoid diving too much into detail about the situation. 
Crazy shit like what?” You cross your arms and stare at him in anticipation. 
“She thinks I’m still in love with you, I told her I wasn’t anymore. She called me a fucking liar,  I got mad and yelled then that was the end of it” 
You’re taken aback by his statement and look around the room awkwardly. You couldn’t help but wonder if what she said was somewhat true. He gets ready to head out the front door but stops when you speak. 
“Connie, are you still in love with me?” You quietly ask, walking up to him. 
He freezes in his tracks and refuses to make eye contact with you. He lets the door knob go and turns to face you, leaning on the door as he looks at you. 
“Why does it matter if I do or not? What’s gonna change between us if I say yes?” He pushes off the door and walks over to where you’re standing. Your stomach twirls at how close he gets to you and you twiddle with your thumbs.
“Connie…” You step as close as you can and pull him towards you by his jacket. 
“Don’t start something you can’t finish mami, that’s why we got Cairo now.” He wraps an arm around your waist and stares deeply into your eyes.
You close the gap between you both and press your lips against his eagerly. He drops his bag to the floor and wraps both of his arms around your waist, pulling you in as much as he could. You push the hood off of his head and run your fingers over his hair, basking at how much it’s grown these past months. 
“U-upstairs, take me to the bedroom.” You say against his lips, shrieking when he picks you up by your legs. You cover your mouth with your hand to stifle a laugh as he quickly makes his way to the bedroom, almost tripping up the steps.
“Be careful or both of us are sleeping alone tonight.” You threaten playfully and he pinches your ass in return.
“Yeah, in your wildest dreams cariña. You already got me in here and it’s gonna be hard to get me to go away this time.” He pushes you up against the door and connects your lips again. He grabs your cheeks to deepen the kiss and slides his tongue inside your mouth eagerly. His hands travel down your body slowly, and he pulls the tie open on your shirt.
You let out a sigh as your breast fall from the shirt, moaning into his mouth as his large, warm hands massage your nipples. You bite down on his bottom lip as he tugs on your nipples, he rubs over the buds to soothe the sting. 
“Oh baby you’re just as gorgeous as I remember.” He pulls you off the door and lays you on your bed, looking down at you with a glint in his eyes.
“Connie don’t just stare at me, you know I get self conscious.” You whine and pull him down on top of you by his shirt.
He chuckles at your desperation and pulls his shirt off to reveal his tattoos and muscular figure, your fingers absent-mindedly gravitate towards his abdomen. 
“You want to touch them baby?” He asks teasingly, taking your wrist in his hand to place on his body. You trail your hand down his body and lick over your lips. 
“You know what I was thinking, mi amor?” He pushes you back on the bed completely and starts to pull your jeans off your legs. 
“Now that the tattoo parlor is up and running, I think you should finally let me put some ink on you baby.” Your panties come down with your jeans and he bites his lip.
“Yeah papi? I think I’ll let you put your name on me this time.” You say, enjoying the idea of his name on your body.
His head drops down between your thighs and he nips at the skin, wrapping an arm around your thigh.
“I think imma put it here, right next to these pretty stretch marks over here.” He rubs his hands up and down your thighs ever so gently, sucking on the skin until a mark forms.
“N-no, you know I hate-” You're cut off by a tattooed hand wrapping around your throat.
“I see you’re still as hard headed as ever, huh?” He asks, picking you up and moving over to the middle of your bed. 
“W-what are you doing?” You ask, looking back up at him in confusion.
“Since you still don’t listen, I’m going to have to show you how beautiful you are. Remember baby, that’s the whole reason I even put the mirror up.” He kisses your cheek and spreads your thighs apart.
“Que bonita, no?” He asks, taking two of his slender fingers to open your lips up to him.
A low groan leaves his lips at the sight of your sweet hole clenching around nothing. You let out a whine and nod at his question, he smiles and presses a kiss to your cheek. 
“Good job baby.” He praises, his lips leaving soft kisses down your neck. 
He rewards you by sliding two of his fingers into your needy cunt slowly. You arch your back and let out a low moan. Connie takes his free hand and slaps it over your mouth. 
“You wanna wake the boys up mami?” He asks, smirking at the way you clench around his fingers. 
You shake your head and squeeze your eyes shut as his fingers meet with your g-spot. You feel your orgasm creeping its way up your body as you get closer. 
“I remember what that face means, you gonna come on my fingers mi amor?”” He asks, speeding up the pace of his fingers, curling them upwards to draw you closer to your release.
The coil in your belly snaps and you come on his fingers quickly, throwing your head back onto his shoulder. Connie takes your cheeks in his hand and pulls you in for a deep kiss while you spasm around his fingers, he rubs your clit with his thumb and you whimper in his mouth.
“T-too much, I want to feel you inside of me. Please papi, I need it so bad.” You beg, he looks down at you and bites his lip at how whiny you sound.
“You want me to fuck you princesa? Want me to fuck you until you can’t speak, you want me to breed that sweet little pussy?” You moan at the thought of him filling you up with his cum and nod your head. 
He chuckles and bends you forward so you can see the mirror, you bite your lip when his sweatpants and underwear get pulled down his legs. His cock is standing upright, the tip is red and already leaking precum.
“Watch me in the mirror, okay?” He rubs a hand down your back and you nod in return. He gives himself a few strokes before he guides himself inside your pussy.
You let out a gasp as he continues pushing himself inside, he makes sure to be slow and careful as he eases himself in.
“Holy shit baby, you’re so fucking tight. Relax for me baby, I know you remember having me in there. It’s only been a few months.” He leans down and kisses the side of your forehead.
“A-ah it’s been six months!” You let out a loud moan into the sheets below you as he bottoms out inside of you. He throws his head back in pleasure and grabs your hips, he grits his teeth as he resist the urge to immediately start pounding into you.
“Well then we have lots of catching up to do. L-let me know when you want me to move, I don’t want to hurt you.” He tells you, gently trailing his fingers up your back, needing some sort of distraction to prevent himself from fucking you like a wild animal.
“It’s okay” You lift your head up from the sheets and make eye contact with him in the mirror. He flashes you his bright smile and leans down to press a kiss to your lips. His hands make their way to your hips as his own start to form a steady rhythm. You grip the sheets as his tip kisses your cervix each time he fucks into you. 
“Connie!” You gasp, your chest pressing down further into the mattress. Gripping the end of the bed like your entire life depends on it. 
“Fuckkkk, missed this tight pussy so much baby girl.” He digs his nails into your skin and forces your ass back onto him. Your moans turn into whimpers as you feel your second orgasm creep up.
“‘m gonna cum papi, I'm coming.” You warn him, he picks up his thrust and rolls his hips as you come around him for the second time tonight. Your head falls down in exhaustion and you feel his hand wrap around your chin, forcing you to face the mirror.
“Is it too much baby? You know our safe word never changed?” He teases, his hips begin to pick up their pace, you cry out in pleasure the deeper he fucks into your cunt.
“N-no! I-I can ngh…I can take it.” You look at him in the mirror and he can’t help but bite his lip and tangle his hand in your hair. He’s got you flushed against his chest as he fucks you like it’s the last time he ever will.
“Yeah? You sure you can take all of me baby?” He pulls your head back more and smiles down at your fucked out expression, smashing his lips against yours passionately. 
“We’ll see about that won’t we?” He pulls out of you and you whine in protest. You’re about to complain, but he quickly flips you onto your back and places each one of his arms next to your head so he’s looking down at you. You feel your face warm up at how intensely his brown eyes stare back into yours.
“I missed you.” You confess, rubbing your fingers up and down his tattooed arms.
He presses a gentle kiss to your lips and lifts one of your legs up, taking advantage of the new position and immediately pushing into you again. You instinctively wrap your legs around his waist and he finds himself fucking into you again.
“I missed you so much, sweet girl, so. fucking. much.” He groans between each thrust and you arch your back in pleasure, his tip immediately finds your g-spot and you feel a warm sensation build up in your lower belly. 
Connie took your legs from around his waist and pushes your thighs up to your chest. You go to let out a loud moan, but are interrupted by Connie wrapping his ringed fingers around your throat.
“I know it feels good baby, but you’re gonna wake the boys up.” He gives you an evil smirk and picks up the speed of his hips. He parts your lips with his thumb and slides it between your lips.
You wrap your lips around his thumb and look up at him with teary eyes, holding back a scream as he continues his assault on your pussy. 
The sound of heavy breathing and wet skin slapping against each other fills the room. Your eyes roll to the back of your head and your jaw goes slack as Connie continuously pounds into your cunt.
“Look at you, my sweet girl. No one else can ever see you like this, entiendes?” He asks, you try and respond but are too fucked out to even form a proper sentence.
Connie's fingers tighten around your throat and his thumb finds its way to your overstimulated clit, he rubs quick circles on your nub and your eyes go cross.
“I asked you a question sweetie.” He leans your face down and forces you to look at him.
“Y-yo entiendo papi, o-only belong to you. Fuck fuck! papi I’m gonna come! P-promise I’m only yours! Ah fuck” You say urgently, your pussy clenches around his dick and you feel your climax approaching. This one definitely feels stronger and more intense than the other two.
Connie lets out a loud groan as your pussy clenches around his shaft, his hips start to lose their rhythm as he gets closer to his orgasm.
“Fuck yes that’s it cariña, I wanna feel you come all over me. Give me one more baby.” He bends down and presses a hard kiss to your lips, his hips buck into yours rapidly and he can’t hold on any longer.
“Fuck Y/N, voy a venir bebe! Want me to fill that sweet pussy up and put another baby in you? Think we should try for a girl this time, don’t you think?” You nod your head desperately, and he rubs your clit with his thumb again 
You bite down on his bottom lip as your final orgasm runs throughout your body. Your eyes squeeze shut and all you can see is pure white, your entire body starts convulsing. Your essence shoots out and splashes against his abs, down both of your legs, and onto the bed sheets below. 
You come so hard your pussy sucks Connie in deeper and he squeezes the skin of your thighs as he comes deep inside of you. He moans against your lips and you let out a sigh as you feel his come fills you up.
“You okay? You looked like you almost passed out.” He presses his forehead against your and smiles at you while you regain consciousness.
“Y-yeah I’m okay. Also, i feel like now is a good time to tell you that Tyler is a happily married man with no interest in me at all.” You inform him and he rolls his eyes.
“Happily married men can still want to fuck you if the oppurtunity allows.” He retorts and you hold back a laugh.
“Even gay men Connie?” You raise an eyebrow and the look on his face is absolutely priceless.
“Y’know there are in fact exceptions to the rule.” He mumbles into the crook of your neck.
“I really am sorry about you and Sasha.” You run your fingers over his hair and rub his cheek with your thumb.
“Don’t sweat it, she was right in the end and I just didn’t want to admit it. I’ve loved you since we were 16, just cause we break up doesnt mean I can just give up everything.” He leans on one hand and you sit up to kiss him in response 
“I love you Connie, I want you to come back home with us. No more fighting okay?” He nods and pulls you into his chest, rubbing his hands over your back.
“No more fighting baby, I promise. From now on we’ll only argue about dinner, what movie to watch, and what outfits we’ll put the boys in.” He says jokingly, you laugh at his antics and nod in return.
“If it’s okay with you, I’m gonna pull out before you get me all excited again.” He warns, you whimper at the feeling of emptiness once he pulls out of you. Your eyes widen when his fingers take the place of his dick, you look at him in shock and he feigns innocence.
“Well we wanna make sure you get pregnant, right?” 
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“Okay Mrs. Springer, when you feel the next contraction I want you to push as hard as you can.” The doctor says and you nod your and begin to push through the pain and pressure. 
“There we go baby you got it! Keep going Y/N!” Connie encourages you, holding one of your hands in both of his.
A small cry breaks out into the air and the doctor guides your baby out safely, she holds the baby up and you fall onto your back.
“It’s a girl!” Connie exclaims and instantly bursts into tears, you can’t help but also shed tears as she’s laid on your chest.
Connie places multiple kisses all over your face and looks at the new baby in front of you.
“She’s gorgeous Connie, she’s so perfect.” You sniffle and giggle when you make eye contact with the small baby. 
“She sure is, she looks just like her mama. My sweet little Cecelia.” You give him a large smile and nod in agreement.
“Cecelia is perfect, my little Cece.” You giggle at the nickname and rock the small girl in your arms as she whines.
“I love you Connie.” You say, rubbing your thumb over his cheek.
“I love you more, mi vida.”
Ari
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howboringislife · 2 months
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Levi with a pregnant girlfriend...
He's is no believing it at first. You even have to show him the two pregnancy tests before he accepts fully the news.
You can see shock and awe in his eyes as he looks down at your belly and places his hand on it carefully. There is no bump but yet he tries to feel it.
"There is really... another human creating at this very moment inside you?"
Levi is very anxious because he believes that he won't be a good father as he don't know how to act with children (please, tell him that he will be a wonderful dad)
Man is addict with your belly; nobody dares to touch it without his authorization. He gives the nastiest glances to your male friends who looks too long at your stomach.
Leaves a hundred kisses on your bump while cuddling you.
He's going to take care of you during your morning sickness, making sure you have food, medicine and your favorite movie put on the TV before he goes to work.
Sometimes, he even skips work when your sickness is very bad.
Levi gets SO emotional when he feels the first tiny kick, proof that there is a real alive baby inside you.
Judges your new food tastes but knows all of them and when you like to eat them. He runs to the market before you throw a tantrum because your favorite ice cream's box is empty.
He's going buy you cute dresses and shirts to highlight your adorable round belly, praising it whenever he can.
"Look at that adorable belly with our baby inside... You are already doing an amazing job, mama."
Secretly wants a girl. He says boys are troublesome.
When you are in the last week of pregnancy, he is all ready, all the stuff packed and he's comforting you about giving birth every day if you need it.
Once at the hospital, he insists to stay beside you during all the childbirth process.
"Let's go, sweetheart. We are almost there. Soon we will have our baby in our arms..."
Levi sheds a tear as the nurse shows you the tiny newborn in her arms. For him, this child has already won his heart with just one look.
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s1ckh1mb0 · 24 hours
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“Ma/pa why the fuck you puttin this shit on my face?”
“So you can see why it takes me so long to get ready. Duh nigga.”
“Ion know bout this.
“Boy shut the hell up and let me do this.
Ony sucked his teeth and continued to make faces as you applied the lipgloss to his lips. He didn’t understand how you could deal with this shit. You had him sitting here for half an hour and he was already wantin to get up and take this shit off.
“Ion like it. This lip gloss is sticky. You know I don’t even like kissing you when you have the shit on.”
“More you complain the longer s’ gonna take me.”
He rolled his eyes when you told him off. After about 15 more minutes of him complaining as you did his makeup you were finally done. You even somehow managed to talk him into letting you out lashes on him. You were smiling as you looked at your amazing work
“Damn I’m good for real.”
“Get this shit off my face.”
“Mm I don’t know. I think you look realll good baby.”
“Bro if you don’t-”
He cut himself off when he suddenly seen the flash coming from your phone.
“I’m giving you five seconds to run.”
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roseloon · 5 months
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POSSESSIVE EREN if he thought y/n was trying to break up with him but really she just needed some space for a little?
TELLING POSSESSIVE! EREN YOU NEED A BREAK
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“ren .. can i talk to you?” your questions hangs in the air as your boyfriend ignore the words, opting to play on the video game on the television screen in front of him.
“gimme a minute babe.” he says, glancing over to you once before going back to the game. he curses at connie over the mic before smashing the buttons on his controller rapidly.
“ren—” you try again, voice weary as you interrupt his stupid game. he yells at connie some more before as you stand there, looking stupid.
“eren i think we need a break.” your words combined with the use of his full name has your boyfriend pulling off his headphone. ayou watch them fall to the floor as he rises up out of his chair. eren’s pretty lips pull into a pout, combined with the confused look on his face you can he tell he doesn’t know what to think.
“what?”
“we need a break ren .. i just—i need a break.” you say weakly, eyes fighting to stay trained on your boyfriend. you know much he value eye contact while conversations, and despite wanting a little break from him .. you still want to make him happy by doing it.
“so .. what—where is this coming from y/n?” he says, voice rising slightly. you shake your head, slightly backing away from your boyfriend as you inhale a shaky breath.
“i already packed a bag, and i’m gonna stay at annie’s for a couple days. i—”
“no you’re not. you’re not going anywhere.” eren speaks, his tone is dark and menacing as his green eyes darken when they zero in on you. it’s as if his eyes look through you, this is why you hate looking at eren .. he makes it so hard. you feel like he’s staring on purpose to make you look away.
and it works, after a beat of silence replaces your words you look away from your boyfriend. immediately you hear him scoff loudly.
“what, you can break up with me .. but you can’t even fuckin’ look at me?” your boyfriend’s harsh words have you looking up quickly as you shake your head.
“baby, m’ not breaking up with you. i just need a break. i still love you. i always do—” you try to say, but your boyfriend’s hands dart out and grip your wrists roughly.
“who is it, huh?” he asks, backing you into the wall behind you. you shake your head in confusion, lips pulling into a frown at the question.
“who’s been fuckin’ you behind my back so much that you need a goddamn break?” he asks, and the bizarre question has your eyes widening.
this is exactly why you wanted a break. eren is in short terms .. crazy. he jumps to conclusions, he extremely obsessive and possessive over you and sometimes it’s just too much for you to take.
“m’ not fucking anyone eren, i swear .. i love you.” you words fall on deaf ears as your boyfriend shakes his head as you speak, not even listening to what you’re saying.
“why are you tryin to fucking leave me then?” he questions, letting go of your wrists. after you don’t answer your boyfriend’s question he places his hands at your waist, gently rubbing the skin of your hips peeking through eren’s blue pajama shorts you had on.
your brain is starts to grow fuzzy as your heart pounds when eren gentle fingers pulls the pajama shorts down. he exposes your bare cunt to the cold air .. even letting out a whistle when he realizes you hadn’t been wearing any panties.
“break” his ass…
“eren .. d-don’t ..” you whimper, trying to push him away. your grip is weak, and all it takes are a couple touches from eren’s greedy fingers to have you whimpering needily.
“don’t what? s’ not my pussy anymore, huh? s’ that what you’re saying?” he asks, and your eyes widen as eren puts words into your mouth .. a tactic he had done all the time during your relationship.
“i didn’t say that. ren please.” you try to say, but eren’s fingers grip your thighs, parting them for his greedy eyes despite your weak protests to see the beads of slick dribbling out of your cunt.
“you, n’ my pussy aren’t goin’ anywhere.” he speaks before flattening his tongue, licking up a stripe against your clit. on instinct, your fingers fly into eren’s dark hair as your mouth falls open.
his tongue curls, flattens and fucks it’s way through your pussy, and he adds a finger before his plump lips latch onto your clit, beginning to suck the sensitive bud harshly as you begin to whimper out from the stimulation.
“oh, fuckkk.” a soft moan slips from your lips as he adds another finger into the mix, pushing the digit through your slick walls to accompany the first one and curling it against the soft pad of your g spot.
“yeah? that’s nice hm?” eren teases, watching your eyes almost go crossed as he pushes his fingers down onto the soft spot that has your brain turning into straight mush.
“m’ gonna cum, ren ..” you whimper, eyes almost closing as your orgasm hit you like a truck. in response, eren speeds up his ministrations .. tongue greedily lapping all the slick he gets from that pretty pussy gushing cum on him.
“i c-can’t ..” your words come out broken as your legs finally give out. eren stops just in time to catch you and gently place you onto the soft carpet beneath you.
“shit..” you sigh out, trying to breathe through the hard orgasm you’d just had. eren watches you with an unreadable expression, lips glistening from your cum and his eyes dark. he looks so fucking hot right now.
“get on your hands and knees f’ me pretty.” he tells you, and your eyes widen at his tone. it’s endearing but hard, which isn’t rare for your angry and possessive boyfriend .. but it was something about tonight, tonight felt so different.
“ren i can’t .. i—” you shake your head, still trying to catch your breath from your orgasm from earlier. you don’t know if you could even go another round, you literally had no energy in your body.
“get on your hands and knees before i make you, y/n.” he says, his words leaving no room for any argument whatsoever. but you of course, seriously don’t have any energy in your legs. they feel fucking numb, burning slightly from standing so long.
“i can’t,” you whimper stupidly, and immediately your boyfriend kneels onto the floor. he roughly grabs your waist, pushing your back down into an arching position swiftly, he had absolutely no problem maneuvering you like you weighed nothing.
“thought i trained you better than this, y/n.” he speaks angrily, and you hear the sound of him shuffling around. his hands move from your waist and you stupidly try to look back at him, earning a hard slap on your ass in response.
“eyes ahead.” he harshly snaps, hard palm coming down on your ass again. your head snaps forward and you close your eyes when eren presses the tip of thick cock against your entrance, sliding it up and down to collect all that sweet pussy juice gushing from your slutty cunt.
he rubs it against your slick walls, letting out a sigh when he gently pushes the tip in through the tight ring of muscles greeting him. his cock slides in slowly, so agonizingly slowly it has your brain going dumb. eren lets out a low groan from above you as he pushes his hips forward, driving his cock deeper, and deeper into your wet walls to bottom out.
“you let someone else fuck this pussy? s’ that why you’re so loose?” his voice is slightly angry and his mean words are laced with venom to match. you shake your head, eyes watering at his degrading words as eren’s hand presses onto your back again, arching your back.
“i didn’t! ren i swear!” you cry out, when he grabs the back of your neck with his other hand. eren fingers dig into your throat as he snaps his hips up, and they meet yours with a loud slap! sound.
“why are you tryin to fuckin’ leave me then y/n? why are you tryin to take my pussy away from me?” his tone is raspy and needy as he asks the question, it’s laced with possessiveness and manipulation and of course … you fall for it
“m’ not, baby i swear!” you whine, and you feel eren’s hand apply pressure to your back in response, pushing you farther and farther down into an arching position as he drives his cock in and out of your slick pussy walls. each time he pushes down on your back, you take his dick a just little bit deeper in that slutty cunt.
SHLOP!SHLOP! SHLOP! the sound of eren’s balls slapping up against your slicked up cunt have you going dumb, your painted toes beginning to curl as you feel your abdomen clench so hard it begins to hurt.
“y’ gonna give it to jean?” he asks, a teasing tone to his voice. to par with his words, his dick drives deep into your cunt, creating a loud slick sound.
“gonna give it to armin?” a hard snap of his hips have your eyes rolling to the back of your head as his cock head begins to hit your cervix now. after the other harsh orgasms you’d had, it was so much .. so much at once.
“gonna fuckin’ give my pussy to reiner? huh? who are you gonna give my pussy to y/n?” another harsh slap from his hips have your fingers curling up into fists as your boyfriend fucks you mercilessly.
any words you want to say instantly die on your on tongue when eren’s hand comes down on your ass with a loud slap! and the impact stings before he delivers another, then another, then another until your ass is practically red and swole.
“answer me, you fuckin’ bitch.” his hand comes down the hardest it ever has in a loud SLAP! eliciting a loud shriek from your raw bitten lips. the dirty words echo in your head as your pussy tingles, abdomen clenching softly.
the brunette can’t help the smirk that pulls at his lips when he sees your eyes roll back, every snap of his hips eliciting beautifully slutty reactions from you and god .. you were fucking tightening around him again.. are you about to cum again?
“answer me,” eren speaks, practically fucking you into the floor when you don’t give him an immediate response to his question. his hips don’t cease their movements, instead increasing 2x in their speed and force. his balls slap up against your ass from each thrust, hips knocking against yours in loud slaps as your face practically is pushed into the soft carpet, your brown eyes now watering with tears of pleasure.
“nobody r-ren! s’ yours!” you scream before your cunt flexes. your body goes rigid as a small spurt of cum wets eren’s dick. he lets out a gruff moan, eyes threatening to close when your cunt deliciously clenches tightly around the girth of his cock. it has his hips stuttering slightly, but he’s not fucking done with you yet.
eren pulls his cock out of your sloppy pussy, taking notice of the string of slick connecting his cock head to your cunt. he watches as your slutty pussy clenches around nothing, and you let out a quiet breath of air as your body slightly trembles from the second powerful orgasm you’d just had today.
“come here,” eren speaks, and you look behind you. you see his arms are outstretched, and he beckons you to him with a stoic expression. your legs tremble as your stand up, eyeing the still-hard cock in front of you.
“come sit pretty,” his tone changes to that of a sweetly endearing one, beckoning you over to sit on his cock. your hands find a place at his shoulders, and you keep your eyes on your boyfriend’s as he helps line you up with the head of his dick.
it gently stretches your tiny cunt out as you sit down, down until his balls press against the rim of your ass. your eyes flutter closed as you accommodate to the fullness that you feel, it’s so delicious. your fingers curl up eren’s shirt in your tiny hands and his hand gently rub over your the burning skin on your ass, paired with gentle kisses placed on your neck your heart begins to flutter softly.
“talk to me pretty, tell me why you wanna leave me.” his words are gentle as he speaks them out, and his hands gently bring your hips up and down onto his slicked up cock, still hard and swollen.
“just needed a break. s’all.” you say softly, eyes opening when eren presses another soft kiss to your collarbone. the gentleness of his touches and kisses have your brain going crazy, you’re turning into putty in his hands after every orgasm. and right now, you’re just how he wants you … pretty and fucked out for him to have.
“stay baby. we can talk it out yeah? you don’t need to go anywhere.” your brain turns into mush at his sappy words, paired with the way he’s fucking his cock up into your overstimulated cunt it has your moral compass teetering right over the edge.
“i .. ren, i don’t—” you’re cut off with a soft kiss from your boyfriend, and his hand gently caresses your sore ass as he fucks his swollen cock up into your wet walls, eyes closing when he tastes those pretty lips against his.
“don’t leave.” he speaks onto your lips, pulling away with a soft look on his face. your body feels warm, head spinning and skin tingling as eren brings your hips down, dragging his cock up your pussy walls. each gentle thrust has your brain growing foggier and foggier, long dark lashes fluttering as your eyes threaten to close from the stimulation.
you fight to keep your eyes open, looking at your boyfriend who’s green eyes are glazed over in lust. he lays another kiss onto your lips, moaning when you kiss him back a little more passionately.
“you know i need you here pretty, ‘don’t know what i would do if you left.” he speaks against your lips, eyebrows furrowing as his abdomen flexes when your cunt tightens around him from his soft spoken words. your arms wrap around eren’s neck as he brings you up and down, up and down on his cock, fucking you slowly and gently as he coos pretty praises into your ear.
“tell me you’re staying pretty girl. i need to fuckin’ hear it.” eren’s voice is so soft and tantalizing as he speaks into your ear. your entire body trembles as your abdomen clenches from the third orgasm that night.
“m’ stayin ren—fuck.” your eyes flutter closed as you cum, cunt flexing around the girth of your boyfriend’s cock gently and slowly driving in and out your sopping walls. this orgasm has your body trembling, eyes clenching closed hard as eren rock your hips, fucking you through the powerful aftershocks of your orgasm.
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4ttack-ur-heart · 7 months
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Flock of Birds
Pairing: levi x gn! Reader
Summary: You’re injured, disoriented, and alone in the middle of the forest with your thoughts. The rest of the Levi squad is dead. You’re hoping death comes sooner rather than later, but luckily your Captain finds you in time.
Warnings: angst, descriptions of violence, reader hoping for death, happy ending.
**something to get me back into writing, and apparently symbolism is hard for me to write. Takes place during season 2 and reader is apart of his og squad.
Their relationship can be read as romantic or platonic, it’s not really specified.
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The birds never looked so free. A small flock flew above you in the typical ‘v’ form. Sasha said they do that to keep track of each other. To keep each other safe while migrating and make sure no one gets left behind. Were they ducks? No, no, they had to be crows. Maybe they’re- who cares?
You’re mind was fuzzy.
Vision was blurry.
And of course it had to be raining.
But… the sun was out and the sky was clear.
Then why was water running down your face? The slow tickle of the liquid trailed down your face and down your jaw until it fell on your white pants.
Blood.
Oh. That explains it.
How long have you been out here? What time was it.. what day was it?
The ringing in your ear slowly dissipates and your vision starts to clear. You’re sitting down.
Why? Captain Levi gave you and the rest of his squad orders to stop the Female Titan. This isn’t making any sense.
Where was Petra? Eld?
God, your head hurts.
Maybe they found their flock of birds and flew to safety? But without you?
Nothing makes sense.
All you can see are trees, granted you can’t even move your head around fully. But, the Scouts are in titan territory, this was no time to be sitting.
You try to move your legs that sprawled in front of you, but the small movement makes you release a strangled cry.
Oh. It’s all coming back now.
Your squad, no, Levi’s squad… they’re all gone.
The female Titan elbowed you while going after the others. You must’ve hit the tree and only suffered a few broken bones before you went unconscious.
Perfect.
The sun was starting to get lower in the sky and you realize the scouts must’ve made their way back hours ago.
A small and bitter laugh escaped you. This is how you die? Alone and surrounded by the corpses of your comrades? What a sick world.
Maybe, just maybe if you close your eyes, you won’t wake up. The painful yearning for death in your sleep was no more than a miracle. And miracles don’t happen. Not in this life.
No, a Titan is bound to grab you at any moment, squeezing your body in its hand until your bones crack and blood is pouring out of your mouth. Death only comes once its teeth bite down on your skull.
That’s how you’re supposed to die.
Then why weren’t there any titans?
Not that you minded, but it was very peculiar. This was prime Titan country and you should’ve been dead before you’ve even woken up.
A faint noise catches your attention. That sounds like… odm gear.
With your rotten luck, they’ll fly past you, not noticing you’re still alive. Thin tears leaked from your dehydrated body. You’ll have to suffer a cold night by yourself, then get plucked off the ground by a Titan once dawn approaches. If you’re lucky, you’ll die during the night.
“Captain!”
A voice shouted out as the odm gear sounded a lot closer now. It was a female voice.
Was it Krista? No, her voice is too soft.
Sasha? No, it couldn’t be.
“Captain, they’re alive!”
Oh, it was Mikasa. She was cool.
Thumps and the sound of the twigs and leaves snapping as the two made their way over to you.
Which Captain was it?
Wait, wasn’t there only one Captain?
Yes, he wasn’t just your Captain, he was your squad leader.
Your head tilted to the side and through half-lidded eyes, you saw Captain Levi standing there in shock. Mikasa quickly rushes over to you and scans you for any lethal wounds.
“T-they hit their head pretty hard it looks like.” She says with tears brimming her eyes. Levi finally snaps out of it and remembers his authority.
“Scan the area for any Titans until I get them on one of the branches.” Levi crouches down in front of you as Mikasa leaves. “Hey, hey, can you hear me?”
His hands carefully grasp at your face to steady your head. “Y/l/n, I asked you a question.” Your eyes locked with his. The sharp grey eyes bore into yours just like so many other times, but this time you could tell there was a sense of longing and concern within them. Your hand reaches out to grasp the wings of freedom patch on the shoulder of his jacket.
That’s when your emotions took over. Tears leaked from your eyes and you gave out a cry. “I’m s-so sorry, Captain. We t-tried to stop her.”
The disappointment in yourself rang through your body. You were still alive. Everyone else was dead. So why you? You were the first one down and couldn’t even follow your captains orders.
“Shut the hell up.” Levi interrupts your thoughts.
“You’re alive. That’s all that matters.” He breathes out and rests his forehead on yours. “Thank god.”
More tears. “B-but the others-”
“We can mourn when we’re all safe. Right now, we have to get you out of here.”
Levi takes out a roll of bandages and starts to bind them against your head wound. “Don’t die on me yet, kid.”
“I’m only a few years younger than you.” You gave him a weak smile.
“Save your energy, brat.”
There’s the Captain you know.
Once he bandages your wounds, he sets his arms under you to carry you. You let out a small cry at the movement of your leg.
“Shit.” He mutters and moves to take off his cloak. “There’s nothing I can do for the pain. Just hold on until we can get to the wagons.”
“Okay.”
His thumb wipes away a few of your tears and he rips a strip off his cloak and rolls it up. “We can’t have that loud mouth of yours attracting more of those ugly bastards.” He hold it up to your mouth.
“Bite.”
The cloth is pressed between your teeth and acts as a bite guard.
You couldn’t help the muffled groans of pain as he lifted your body up. He tied more pieces of his cloak around you both to act as a harness so you were strapped to his back.
“You alright?” Levi asked once he stood up. He only got a muffled grunt in response.
Without another word, he took off into the trees.
“Mikasa, let’s go! We’re meeting up with the others.”
The other scout soon joined you two and she gave you a worried glance.
Your arms were limply resting around Levi’s neck as he moved and your head turns to the side.
Birds flew next to you.
“To keep each other safe.” Sasha’s voice rang out in your head. “When my dad was teaching me to hunt, I always wondered why birds flew like that, too.”
“Aw, so they’re looking out for each other?” You asked, splitting your slice of bread in half and handing it to her. “That’s cute.”
She eagerly took it, “Yeah! It’s to make sure no one gets left behind and makes communicating easier.”
Who knew one of Sasha’s old stories would play through your mind at a time like this.
Levi landed on his horse and was careful with you and his own injured leg. The forest was becoming smaller and you could see the walls in the distance.
You’re gonna be okay.
Levi’s hand gripped both of yours around his neck and he held the reigns in the other.
Sorry fate, you weren’t getting left behind this time. Maybe miracles do happen. You might have lost some along the way, but the birds must stick together, especially in this world.
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