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eruhatesu · 1 year
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List of faces I wanna sit on:
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iwaizumis-bitch · 2 years
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PERV-FECT DAY FOR A POOL PARTY!
haikyuu + aot men being pervy at the pool!
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CONTENT WARNINGS: pervy men, groping/fondling, semi-public male masturbation, non-con photos
WORD COUNT: 858
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the sunscreen applies
they just want a feel! that can’t be that bad, right? he'll offer to lather you up, big hands feeling every inch of your skin that he could. 'sorry, it's cold', he'll whisper into your ear, massaging the sunscreen into your shoulders. he'll dip lower, fighting the dirty thoughts in his mind to unclasp the frilly bikini. they'll smooth over your mid-back, fingertips pressing into your ribs. truth is, he didn't really want to be here. a pool party just wasn't his scene. but if he got to feel you all over with no excuse? he would put up with it. his fingers trail upwards slowly cupping your tits gently from the side, cock stirring in his swim trunks. he'll pull away after a few moments, continuing lathering the cream down to your lower back, tongue poking out between his lips as he stares at your ass, barely covered by the flimsy bikini bottoms. he takes in a sharp breath, hands moving to cup your ass cheeks before his mind could comprehend what he was doing. you didn't move away, much to his shock. you breathed out a sigh of..relief?, maybe even pleasure? as he fondled your ass cheeks, rubbing in the cream with his cock leaky in his board shorts. you finally turn around, giving him a few of those perfect tits as you looking at with a sultry look in your eyes through your sunglasses. 'thank you, (name), but it's not really that sunny today', you say, giving him a coy smirk as he looks at the sky, which was mostly cloudy. fuck.
kenma, sakusa, levi, armin, tsukishima, kyoutani, aone, kageyama, asahi, akaashi
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swim buddies
swim buddies!! they’ll dive into the water below you, getting a blurry peek of your pretty body through the chlorine. he’ll challenge you to all kinds of games, swimming races, who can hold their breath the longest, but his favourite game to play is chicken fighting. whenever someone brings it up, he’s always opting you to be his partner, bragging about how good you two are together. he’ll crouch under the water, a small smirk catching the corner of his lips as he feels your thighs wrap around his head. he loops his arms around them, using your hips to hold you up. god, he just wishes his face was the other way around, but this would have to do. he’ll hold onto you tightly as you attempt to knock the other girl off, giggling and swaying all over the place, after you almost slip off, he’ll grab your asscheeks to keep you in place. he hopes no one’s wearing goggles, because his cock is rock hard against his his shorts as he feels your squeeze your thighs around his head. eventually, you lose your balance and fall over, splashing into the water. he grabs you by your waist, pulling you back up much to your dismay. as you roll your eyes at him. ‘you always drop me!’, you complain, leaning your head against the brick ledge against the pool. he only chuckles bashfully, flicking your forehead teasingly. ‘not my fault you wiggle around too much’, he retorts, resting his hand down on the ledge behind you. he’s glad you can’t see his other hand beneath the water, palming his erection through his jeans whilst he reminisces the feeling of your asscheeks on his hands.
atsumu, matsukawa, eren, jean, oikawa, hinata, kuroo, tendou, connie
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the sun tanners
the men who prefer to lay back in their sunchair, a pair of sunglasses over their eyes and the sun shining down on their stomachs. he'll have a pair of dark shades over his eyes, hiding his wandering eyes from anyone who was curious. he'll prop his knees up, resting a towel over them nonchalantly. then, he'll slowly slip a hand under the towel, under the elastic of his board shorts as he starts to toy with his cock. his eyes are glued on you, sitting on the edge of the pool with your feet dipped into the water. he could see the curve of your ass from here, aching to get a feel of it. he swore if he looked close enough, he could see your nipples becoming erect through the skimpy fabric which did a pathetic job of covering your tits. he breathes in shakily when you laugh at something the guy trying to chat you up says, making your chest jiggle seductively. he hisses, pressing his thumb against the head of his cock as it leaks with pre cum. it wasn't enough, seeing you like this now. he quickly used his other hand to pull his phone from his bag, doing a double take to check no one was behind him to witness the perverted act he was about to commit. he quickly opened the camera app, using his pointer and thumb to zoom in the camera as far in as he could. he lifts his phone up to his face, pretending to be scrolling through social media as he presses the white button repeatedly. capturing your sexy body in all different angles and poses, and you were oblivious to it. oblivious to the fact that he would shortly leave, examining his photography work with a small smirk on his face. you were too easy.
ushijima, erwin, sugawara, zeke, reiner, suna, osamu, iwaizumi
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ezay · 2 years
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Summary: you and mikasa have always been a little bit closer than normal. You see how far it can truly go
Pairing: Modern AU | Mikasa Ackerman x Reader Warnings: She/her pronouns used, pet names. Eating out, scissoring, and fluff! 18+ ONLY PLEASE. MINORS DNI! You will be blocked.
Author note: This is my first fic ever posted take is easy on me this is meant to be cute and fun :) idrk what to say except hope you enjoy! this was proofread with half ass effort sorry ahaha
Edit: I’ve been kinda skimming over it corrected a couple misspelled words
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Your favorite scene to paint in your head was Mikasa’s long hair let loose with a tiny white tank on, her back to you as you call her name.
She would turn around with a soft smile “hmm?” You took her in, a slight blush to her cheeks and a few stray hairs from your previous nap and other activities “Nothing you just look good baby” you would say giving her a dazed smile back. You wondered if Mikasa thought about having those moments with you too, not as friends but as more like a partner. You know there’s something between you two, “friends” don’t cuddle in such close proximity, especially half naked (sometimes ;)).
“Friends” don’t discourage you from talking to all the fine girls you see simply excusing it with “you can do better” (the only baddie you r getting is her)
And “Friends” definitely don’t make dinner for each other when you go to their house (basically everyday) and pack a lunch when it’s time to go to work (bc that’s the only time you leave each other alone)
You were growing restless of not exactly knowing what you two “were” so you decided you were going to take action later on when Mikasa came over to just hang. She told you she’d be on the way after she helped Eren pack for a trip to visit the family in Germany, you decided to buy her favorite snacks from the store real quick so she had something to come eat. As you set the stuff up in the living room you heard knocking at your door signaling Mikasa was here, you open the door to see her standing there in short shorts and a tiny baby blue tank top due to the scorching weather “hey it’s fucking burning out here” you softly exclaim, as you open the door wider to let her in. She lets out a giggle as she comfortably walks to the living room happy to be in the air conditioning “I know and I had to help Eren load like 5 suitcases you know how his family is” she breathily laughs out. You watch as she uncaps and drinks the beverage you got her, you turn on the TV on your way to sit next to her and hand her the remote so she can choose what to watch.
She ends up choosing Avengers: Infinity War because it’s long and she could spend all that time cuddled up next to you, “We haven’t ruined this movie for ourselves yet surprisingly” you comment as the devastating death of Loki plays on the screen “mhm it’s still entertaining” she hums back as she scoots closer to you, tossing her legs over yours and laying her head on your shoulder.
You shift so you’re both brought closer together, and you can wrap your right arm around her to softly stroke her hair. The movie goes on for a bit more before you think “This is it” you slowly start ghosting your fingers up and down her legs you feel her slightly shiver, so you press down a bit more actually letting your fingertips feel her smooth skin “love when do things like this help me relax so much” she dreamily sighs out “fuck it” you think. You gently grip her upper thigh, softly kneading it while looking at her “can I try something that‘s not what friends do?” you ask looking at her, Mikasa straddles your lap and places a gentle kiss to your lips ``I wanted to make the first official move…” she shyly mumbled you feel your body become light, you hold eye contact with her before looking at her lips putting your right hand under her chin to pull her into a wet kiss, your tongues pushing against each other before you grip her hair with your other hand pulling her head back just a bit.
She resembles that picture you often painted in your head, hair a bit wild already and her cheeks flushed, you closed your eyes and exhaled through your mouth before diving into her neck biting then licking the spot, she was whines a bit while humping your groin “I want you to touch me please” she whimpers rolling her hips particularly harder. You loudly gasp, grabbing her hips continuing her movements “yeah? Touch you where” you raspingly tease out. Despite your teasing Mikasa boldly grabs your hand to cup her wet center “touch me here like I know you’ve been wanting” she smirks back. you are still, a bit surprised before slowly rubbing her. You could feel it was a bit damp, so you start taking her shorts off along with undies - Mikasa lifting her hips a bit in assistance.
Eager to feel her more you take off your bottoms, both getting rid of the rest of your clothes. Her bare tits instantly in front of your face have your brain fuzzy, so you take one in your mouth lick around the nipple before softly starting to suck on it giving the other one some stimulation with your fingers. Mikasa lowly moans continuing the rocking of her hips against you going to fondle your tits, you finally let go and reconnect your lips in a sloppy kiss.
You can’t contain your moan, only the universe knows how long you’ve been wanting this, you’re sucking and licking at her tongue pulling away to lick her neck and leave some dark spots around there. You trail your fingers up and down her thigh before resuming where you left off, her pussy so wet you’re just gliding up and down
“I want to taste you so bad you gonna let me do whatever hmm?” You ask her eager to just please the fuck out of her “go ahead and show me how good you wanna make me feel love” she says in a sickly sweet voice.
instantly, you lay her down peppering kisses all over her collarbone before moving down to her tits softly biting one of her nipples then running your tongue over it, you place loud wet kisses down her stomach until your face is between her thighs. Her glistening pussy looking at you hole slightly clenching from how horny she is “you have the prettiest pussy Mika. so wet baby” you lay your tongue flat starting at her hole licking upward to her clit before swirling around her precious bud sucking on it.
“Just like that” she whimpers resting her hand on the back of your head, you slide one finger into her hole feeling the resistance of her walls then another one creating a steady rhythm you continue to swirl and suck at her clit she pushes your head into her every once in a while “feels so good make me come please “ she whines. You start moving your fingers faster, drunk off the wet noises her pussy is making you feel her legs shaking, so you lap at her clit sideways sucking until you feel a warmth spreading thru your mouth.
“Fuuck!” Mikasa squeals from the sensitivity you keep her legs open cleaning her up, you push your tongue in her hole before gently sucking the remaining left “wanted to do that for so long” you mumble, more to yourself. Mikasa pulls you up by your hair shoving her tongue down your throat you shamefully moan, pushing yourself up to her level you lay her down so you're over her. You move her hair out of her face “you trust me pretty girl?” you ask her ,without hesitation she nods with a positive hum, so you pull her legs up into a V shape rubbing her juices around a bit before lightly placing your pussy on top of hers rocking deliciously.
Mikasa moans at seeing the lewd scene your mouth hangs open a bit at the site of your biggest wet dream come true “wanna be messy” she whines at your precision strokes “fine baby” you smirk down at her rubbing your clits harder against each other, feeling the wetness spread and your clits tingle with pleasure. You push down so your arms are supporting you next to her head you move your head down capturing her lips in a kiss, you take one of your hands to pucker her lips and spit in her mouth “baby” Mikasa chokes out after she obediently swallows.
“You liked that huh” you look down at her slowing down to prolong your orgasm the back of her heels dig into your back “pleasee wanna come again” her shiny eyes look into you. That’s enough for your brain to melt wanting to just rub pussies together until you felt her slick running down your thighs. Mikasa yanks you to her lips “kiss me pretty” she whispers you feel so hot all over instantly invading her mouth with your tongue having the nastiest make out session, spit probably coming out the sides of your mouths.
“Gonna cum gonna cum fuckk” Mikasa's high pitched voice squeaks out “yeah come all over my pussy wanna feel that, yeahh” you exhale the pleasure from your clit spreading throughout your bottom making your hole clench from making her gush for the second time
“Ahh, you’re so good baby” she shakily whispers coming back from her orgasm. You plop next to her wrapping your arm around her waist “you’re so fucking beautiful in every way possible Mika” you whisper she lifts your chin up with her fingers “thank you baby girl I love you” she places a kiss on your nose then your forehead, wrapping her arm around you. Your heart is beating to the point you hear it in your ears “I love you too, soo much” you bury your face in her chest you feel the way her body shakes as she giggles, and you smile happy that you don’t have to keep thinking about what could be.
You both stay laid up confident you can call each other “mine” after today.
Another AN: im like a grandparent when it comes to tumblr so I’m so confused why the italics didn’t transfer from google docs to here.. I will figure it out as I go lolll
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myarlert · 2 years
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how he’d pull you onto his lap, loosening his tie as you prop yourself up on his thigh. how he’d smirk at the way you whine when you feel his clothed, flexing thigh tensing right against your bare, leaking pussy. his large hands grabbing hold of your hips, forcefully yet easily dragging you back and forth, listening to the sweet little noises you make. ‘mmm you sound so pretty for me. feels good? yeah?’ he just loved when you were all needy like this and looked so pretty for him perched on his thigh to get yourself off :(
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eren yeager, porco galliard, toji fushiguro, satoru gojo or your fav
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ack3rlady · 2 years
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Distance Makes the Heart Grow Fonder
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Summary: Your husband Erwin is away on a business trip, and you miss him... a little too much.
Pairing: Erwin Smith x Fem!Reader
WC: ~ 3.3k
A/N: In response to this ask by 💦 Anon. The fic basically stemmed from the picrew I created of Erwin up in the header, where he looks so damn stunning (as if he doesn't already otherwise)
CW: Modern AU, Established relationship, Minors and Ageless Blogs DNI - Outdid my previous works with the filth :'), Phone (video) sex, dirty talk, masturbation - male and female, vaginal fingering, pillow humping, sex toy usage (vibrator), Levi Ackerman is about to get really mad.
MAIN MASTERLIST | ERWIN SMITH MASTERLIST
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The clock struck 9 PM and you sighed sufferingly for the millionth time, playing with the leftover food in your plate. The dining table for two, only half occupied. The look on your face was dull when you raised your gaze to stare at the empty chair opposite to you. One that was usually occupied by your doting husband but lay vacant at this moment. 
Evenings without Erwin were excruciating. Four days had passed since he left for a business trip across the country and wouldn’t be back for three more. In the meanwhile, you were left alone to spend a whole week in your shared home that seemed almost haunted in his absence. And you were only halfway through. The thought itself made your heart ache.     
Lively conversations were replaced by a dreaded silence and his warm presence, by a cold nothingness. You trudged towards your room after washing the dishes and putting the surplus food back in the fridge. You were too used to cooking for two.   
Oh! How you missed him.   
The sheets puffed and then deflated when you plopped onto the bed. Another sigh escaped your lips upon turning over to face his side of the bed, thumping your feet against the mattress in frustration at not having him lying there. 
Erwin’s shirt hung loosely around your frame as you thought of the times when you’d be snugly wrapped in the warmth of his arms every night after dinner. How those moments came and went, and you took them for granted. And now that he wasn't here, your ears longed to hear his voice, and skin prickled where you remembered feeling his touch.  
Burying your face in Erwin’s pillow, you filled your lungs with the lingering fragrance of him – a dizzying amalgamation of his coconut shampoo, tea-tree aftershave and oud cologne. You hugged it tight in a desperate attempt to feel him close. 
The image of him was vivid before your closed eyes, as if he were laying right there and hugging you in return. You could practically feel the searing trails his fingers left on your back when he caressed it absentmindedly whilst doing his nightly reading. How his lips were soft and warm, and tongue, pleasantly course when he kissed you good night.   
You ran your hands over your neck, biting down on your lips while dreaming of the sloppy kisses and rosy bruises he left there not too long ago. Bringing them down to your breasts, you tried to squeeze them the best you could; not even close to emulating the feeling of his large, strong hands. Oh, his hands! The things he’d done to you with them. They could show you a sky full of stars in broad daylight. If only he was here right now.  
But he wasn’t. Hadn’t been for four whole days. Four days since he had been around you; on you... in you. The heat in between your legs was mounting up, and you pressed your pelvis into the bed to relieve it. Your hands snaked further south in an effort to put out the fire, lifting the hem of Erwin’s shirt to creep up on your parched clit. You only just began to rub slow circles on it, before being rudely interrupted by the buzzing of your phone.  
‘This better not be work,’, you snarled, turning towards the nightstand to check who it was; heart skipping a beat when Erwin’s name appeared on the screen.  
‘Maybe he’s finally back at his hotel room,’ you thought.  
“Hi, my love. How was your day?” Erwin’s voice was sweet as usual on the other end.  
"Hey, baby. My day was okay. And yours?” you asked, playing with the corner of his pillow.  
“Mine’s still ongoing. Doesn’t look like I'm going to finish any time soon,” he sighed. “There’s so much to do. But I took a break because and all I can think of is how much I miss you.”  
The sharp ‘tch’ in the background was a sign that Levi was also in the room, and obviously repulsed by Erwin’s blatant display of affection. You chuckled at how little it took to bug your husband’s business partner.  
“I miss you too,” you lamented. “A bit too much.”  
“A bit too much? What's that supposed to mean?” he asked innocently.  
“You know... I was lying in bed and thinking about you and the times we’ve had here,” the tone of your voice was slowly changing. “Especially the night before you left, when we...”
You were abruptly cut off by his coughing. There was a bit of shuffling on the other end, followed by Erwin’s faint voice asking Levi to excuse him for a moment. You smirked to yourself imagining how flustered your husband probably looked right now – wide eyes, pink cheeks, jittery hands, a sweat beginning to break on his forehead. So cute.  
“You gotta be more careful when you say these things, sweetheart!” Erwin was back. “You know how loud these phones can get. Levi could've heard you!”  
“Well, now that he’s gone, do you want to see how much I miss you?” you sang.  
Before Erwin could ask what you meant by that, he was faced with a videocall request that he accepted quickly. Not long after, his handsome, yet weary face occupied most of your screen. His tie was loose, blazer and glasses off, with the top few buttons of his powder blue shirt undone. His hair was tousled after having run his fingers through them far too many times - A habit he picked up while engrossed in work. 
His expressions visibly softened upon seeing your face, as did yours after seeing his. His beautiful wife that he could never get enough of. The smile that had the power to turn even the darkest nights into sunny days. Erwin slumped in his chair, resting his cheek on his palm.   
“I miss you so much,” he repeated “I can’t wait to see you again.”  
“I miss you too, love. And I think I have something in mind that might make the wait easier,” you crooned, rather mischievously. Mischievously enough for Erwin to begin deciphering where this conversation was going. 
“You have my full attention,” he declared, eyes pinned to the screen as he got up to make sure the door to his office was locked.  
He was back in his seat in a flash, eager to witness what you had in store for him. Erwin inhaled sharply as you slowly panned the phone’s camera down your body. His shirt on you was unbuttoned, revealing to him your glorious breasts, the tips of your fingers drawing fleeting circles around your nipple. He inadvertently pinched his index and thumb, imagining one of the taut buds in between them.   
The camera then wandered further down your waist and stomach, making his palms itch with emptiness. He fisted his fingers trying to control the urge to grab your hips and squeeze them. He could feel himself hardening under his trousers, his erection beginning to press against the fitted pants. Damn it, he should've just returned to his hotel room when he had the chance.  
As he prepared himself to view what lay underneath, the phone stopped moving. “What are the magic words, dear husband?” you asked in a voice so angelic, yet evil.  
“Baby,” his voice trembled with hunger. “Please.”  
You giggled at his yearning. All these years together and he still got as excited about your body as the first time he saw you bare. The distance was woeful, and he’d worked hard all day. So, you weren't about to keep him waiting for his reward. 
Maneuvering the camera further down, you gave him the view of what he was waiting for with bated breath – legs spread out to reveal your glistening cunt, a milky white stream starting its descent out of your hole and trickling down your slit. You heard him groan on the other end, sinking his teeth into his fist. He was growing increasingly restless, shifting uneasily in his chair.   
He was mesmerized by the events unfolding on the screen as you brought down two fingers to spread your folds apart. The air in Erwin’s lungs was audibly knocked out at the view, his mouth suddenly feeling dry. He could taste your juices on his tongue as he licked his own lips in a desperate attempt to feel something that would come remotely close to your labia. But nothing compared.   
He ran a hand through his hair as you began to massage your greedy clit, your faint whimpers making their way to his ears through the phone. Erwin was now beginning to grind against his chair, and he didn’t even realize it. The focus in his gaze was heavy, eyes unblinking, lips ajar. The need to feel your fiery walls around him was heightening by the second.  
“Do you feel good?” he asked in a voice so raspy.  
“Not as good as I do when you do it,” you answered truthfully.  
How he wished it was his tongue in lieu of your fingers; scalp yearning to feel the sting of his honey hair being pulled as you sang his name in ecstasy. His tongue beat against the back of his teeth, mirroring the swift swipes he could be drawing on your bud if he had his head in between your legs right now. How he’d be tracing his own name where no one else could see. There was so much he wanted to do. But all he could manage was to hum in response, continuing to breathe heavily.
“Show me how much you miss me,” you blurted, keeping your own inflictions on your nub going. “I want to see what you do to yourself when we’re apart. Make yourself feel good for me, Erwin.”  
Erwin was momentarily hesitant, frozen almost. Your demand made his cock twitch within the confines of his pants, begging to be freed. He was so close to unzipping them and giving in to his desires. But this was his place of work, after all. And his colleague was just down the hall. The door was locked, but Levi could always hear him through the thin walls.   
But his focus was lodged in the clutches of the imagery you were enticing him with. His common sense had descended from his brains to his balls. Casting aside the reluctance and ignoring the inner voice trying to knock some sense into him, he unbuttoned his khaki trousers and unzipped them to whip out his member.   
He hissed at the feeling of cold air, the beads of pre-cum tingling against the sensitive, pink skin of the head. He almost immediately wrapped his fingers around the shaft and panned the camera for you to see, watching you gulp laboriously when you laid your eyes on it. He began to slowly stroke it as you increased the speed of the circles you rubbed on your bud.  
“Fuck, I need you in my mouth right now, Erwin,” you whined.  
“Oh, I'm going to be in more than just your mouth in three days, my love,” he huffed, stroking himself harder. “Just wait a little longer.”  
Both of you continued your ministrations, each one painfully wishing it were the other conferring them. You reached a finger out, slowly bringing it to your aching hole. You prodded at the entrance, before plunging it deep inside and bringing it back out fully coated in your cream. 
Erwin growled over the phone, squeezing himself even tighter. He was starting to get close just from the sight of the glistening streams of your juices starting to dribble down your skin. You moaned every time you sank the digit in, feeling your walls clamping down on it.   
You added another one soon after, reeling them in and out in rhythmic movements. The girth was better than just one finger. But it obviously didn’t come close to the thickness of Erwin’s cock that stuffed you full each time. You were ready to pay a million dollars if that’s how much it would cost for him to fly back at this very moment and fuck you senseless.   
“Fuck! This isn't working,” you agonized. “I can’t do this by myself. I’m too used to you doing it for me.”  
“Try harder, sweetheart,” he cooed “I’m not going to let you hang up till you cum for me.”
“Remember, you started this,” he added when you groaned in frustration.  
You propped the phone against the base of the bed, readjusting your position and speeding up your hand even further. How did Erwin do this so fucking effortlessly? You would have cum twice already if he were here. The sounds of vulgar squelches, heavy breaths and that of your voice calling out his name replaced the pin-drop silence in his office, and in your room.   
Erwin’s piercing gaze held the power to crack the phone’s screen, watching your middle and ring fingers disappear in and out of you with your thumb assaulting your clit. He watched you hold on to his pillow with your other hand, face buried in it. 
‘Why is she hiding her face?’ he wondered. He needed to see you. Needed to see your dazed expression when you would finally reach your release. He loved to watch your orgasms drain you enough that you were unable to even open your eyes... Or close your mouth.  
“What are you doing with my pillow?” he finally asked.  
“Pretending that it's you.” you hissed, irritated by the lack of results and the painfully sore muscles of your arm.  
Your jibe made something click inside his head, reminding him of a thing that he that he sometimes wondered if you had ever tried. This seemed to be the perfect occasion to ask. He took a pause, trying to gauge your reaction to his next words. But, overtaken by a voracious appetence, he took the leap anyway.  
“Well, then pretend properly,” he said. “Did you forget that you cum the quickest when you ride me?”  
Your fingers ceased to move, still half dipped in your cunt, as did his own hand around his length; yours in contemplation and his in anticipation. Both pondering over your next move.   
‘Will she? Wont she?’ he quietly calculated in his mind.  
“This better work, Smith,” you growled, rising to grab the phone and propping it against the headboard this time.  
You re-positioned the pillow to make sure Erwin could see you clearly and straddled it. The shirt on your back was sent flying across the room and he briefly lost sight of you when you bent down to fish a certain contraption out of the drawer of the nightstand. Erwin took a deep breath, preparing himself for what was to come, for he knew it was going to be a memorable ride ahead.   
You placed the vibrator on the pillow and aligned yourself with it. Holding on to the headboard on either side of the phone, you stared straight into the camera, giving Erwin the illusion that you had just mounted him. And just like that, he felt himself getting hard again, his hand automatically beginning to move up and down his shaft. 
“Not like this.,” you ordered. “I want to see all of you.”  
He chuckled, propping his phone against a tall pile of folders on his desk and moving away from it. Legs splayed, pants undone with his erect member resting on his thigh, he unbuttoned his shirt even before you asked. Erwin looked at you with raised brows to silently ask if his queen needed anything else. Such an unkempt yet pretty image.  
His chiseled chest rose and fell with heavy breaths, beads of sweat making it shine in the dull light of his computer. Disheveled, golden hair covered most of his forehead and his trousers stretched with the thickness of this thighs. The grey luminance cast dark shadows on the ripples of his abs and made the Cartier around his wrist glimmer. 
“Now if this doesn’t do it, I don’t know what will,” you smirked, pressing the button on the remote to turn the vibrator on.  
A jolt ran down your spine when you ground against it, drawing a guttural whine out of your throat. The vibe massaged your clit as you watched Erwin pleasure himself. Slow thrusts slowly gained speed and in no time, and you found yourself bouncing on the pillow like you did on his cock, lusty gaze pinned to Erwin’s while his head rested against the back of his chair. You both chanted each other's names like a prayer, moaning and whimpering as you braced yourselves for the release that was fast approaching.  
Erwin couldn’t take his eyes off your form, swaying hips, skin glowing with perspiration, face so fucked out that your eyes were rolling to the back of your head. Your boobs bounced with every thrust and pussy left a dark, wet patch on his pillow where it brushed. The sinful sounds you made were causing the animal in him grow uncontrollably wild.
All he wanted was to be the cushion in between your legs and to bury himself deep inside you as you rode him to oblivion. He wanted to touch you, feel you, be one with you, reaching for the glass barrier that was the screen of his phone as if the hundreds on miles in between you both didn't exist. He wished to be scalded by your searing skin. Instead, all he got was the cold rigidity of the gadget.
He imagined running his arms up and down your body, squeezing down on your tits that were making his appetite monstrous. He could see before his eyes, how the nectar weeping out of your core would gush down his length and coat his balls. The sound of your ass rhythmically slapping against thighs reverberating off every surface in the room. How it would feel to be inside the searing hot cavern in between your legs. Fuck, it was torture being away from you right now.  
His arm was sore from how fiercely he was stroking himself and he could see his orgasm was about to hit him in the face like a brick.  
“I’m - I’m so close, Erwin,” you gasped, stealing the words from his tongue before he could utter them.  
“Me too,” he barely blurted before a white hot release washed over both of you in a perfect synchrony.  
Strings of Erwin’s seed went flying across the desk making a mess in his hands and on some papers, but he could not care less. He sat in his chair, panting, admiring the way you looked right now - heaving, as you tried to catch your own breath. You blinked harshly in an effort to clear your vision and drops of salty sweat streamed down your neck and cascaded into the valley of your glistening breasts.
“Are you okay, love?” he finally gathered his wits and reached for the box of tissues on the far end of the table, looking tired, yet contented.  
“Not really,” you despaired once you were finally able to string words together again. “I miss you even more. Now would be when we’d lay in bed together. You’d hold me in your arms, and we’d talk for a while. Then you’d race me to the bathroom to cleanup. But I have to do it all by myself tonight.”  
“At least you aren't about to have Levi breathing down your throat when you try to explain to him why you had to discard an entire file full of reports he just completed,” Erwin tried his best to cheer you up, feeling relieved when you laughed. “I miss you too. Three days will pass in no time.”  
“I’m counting seconds,” you sighed. “Anyway, I should go to bed. Early morning tomorrow and you seemed busy before I called. Love you!”  
“Good night! I love you too,” he smiled.  
Just shy of hanging up, you were stopped by his voice calling out to you.  
“Love, one more thing,” Erwin continued. “Don’t wash the sheets till I get back. Especially not my pillowcase.”
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liasdivinity · 2 years
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What about big burly country boy!reiner, who was born n raised in the good ol’ country side. Whose hands are rough, tough and absolutely massive, always covered with grime due to a long days work. Body packed with corded muscle after tending the family farm since he was just a young boy. Works the farm with nothing but a wife beater on, constantly lifting and carrying, he’d have no problem man handling that sweet body of yours. Probably a bit of a holy roller tbh, church every sunday, wearing those slacks that have the women whispering to each other. (The thought of this mountain of a man squishing himself into a teensy pew every sunday makes my mind go brrrr… different au for another day tho) Probably very traditional, but i mean he doesn’t want much in life, just his farm, a home cooked meal, and a nice sweet thing waitin inside the house for him after a long day of sweltering heat and hard labor.
If you want me to elaborate or you have your own thots just ask!Also part of me wants to keep this sweet and domestic and the awful part of me wants to turn this into a texas chainsaw massacre au :(
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roseybean · 2 years
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dumb hunky football player connie with bimbo girlfriend y/n so dumb and hot x dumb and pretty
potentially fucking behind the bleachers after the game while connie should be in the locker room<3
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xfgpng · 1 year
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“just the tip”
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when he first met you, he found you annoying. it wasn’t because you did anything in particular, he just couldn’t understand how you could get underneath his skin with just a slight tilt of your head or the way you laughed with your whole body, pretty eyes crinkling at the corners.
you were kind to him sure but you never really showed interest in him outside being acquainted. it drove him crazy.

why didn’t you want him because fuck, he wanted you so badly.
he’d be up and nights, big hand wrapped tightly around his cock as he closed his eyes, thinking about you and your pretty face. he wondered how you’d look laid out underneath him, struggling to take his cock because he was just too big for you.
how your lips, always glossy and plump due to your lipgloss, would look wrapped around the mushroom head of his dick. he had to bite back a moan, tightening his hold around the base so he could edge himself. he needed you so badly that he could barely focus on any other girl.
the man was convinced you were using those crystals he had heard your friends talking about. why else was he so into you when you gave him no impression that the feeling was mutual.
“fuck fuck fuck” he whines, whines like a bitch and he should feel embarrassed but he can’t even think about how desperate he sounds. he thinks it’ll be worse when he does finally get the courage to speak to you one on one.
he had no issues with getting around, his own friends like to call him a slut but he didn’t care and he was absolutely willing and ready to stop his one night stands if you just let him put the tip in.
he needed to have you.
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kanekisfavoritegf · 1 year
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Ever since nerd Eren lost his virginity to you, he’s been insatiable. It was like he was an animal in heat.
He’d give throwaway meaningless excuses for each time he pulled you back on his dick. While he has your folded, legs pinned to your chest, as he plows into you, he'd say stuff like
“Oh, I just want a lot of practice.”
“Wanna make you feel good.”
“I saw this cool position that I wanna try.”
Truth is, the man is pussy whipped, simply smelling your perfume on his bedsheets has him rutting into his bed like a depraved whore. Waiting for you to wake up, so he could fuck you stupid once again.
He has no self-control, and why should he? When his hot, way more experienced girlfriend, gave him a taste of heaven. And is more than willing to give it to him, again and again, and again….
@chrollohearttags this is your doing.
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catskze · 6 months
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This is the same man.
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aqoilaq · 6 months
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boys who can't last :(( + fem!reader
warnings: dacryphilia, overstimulation, unprotected sex, choking, sub!character
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you just felt too good! poor baby can't help cumming too fast :(( so, he insists you train him so he can be good and perfect for you.
"f-fuck, mommy. 'ts too much," he whimpers, shaking as your hips move up and down his cock. small hands rested on his defined abs. his body almost twice the size of yours, yet the control you had over him was almost laughable, he was completely at your dispense. a stopwatch was on the bed next to you, it read, "0:00:17" his hands moved to clutch the bed sheets, knuckles turning a pale white.
"baby, it's only been 17 seconds, that's fucking pathetic!" you laugh, a hand wrapping around his pretty neck decorated with love bites from earlier. he whimpered loudly, his cock twitching inside you. the lack of air coupled with the stimulation was just too much :(
"c-cumming!!" he yelped.
as you felt his warm load fill you up, you sighed, disappointed. "17 seconds, you're not improving."
"i- im sorry, 'm js so sensitive. you feel so warm and tight i can't help it!" tears began welling up in his eyes, desperate for your forgiveness, your validation.
desperate sorry's leave his lips as his dick slips out of your cunt. you lean down and kiss his tip, "it's okay! we can try again, do better this time" you say before you envelope his overstimulated cock in your mouth, his body shaking and squirming,
"lov- love you so much... I always need you. you're mine, all mine" he whimpers.
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romantichomicide95 · 2 months
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levi ackerman body hcs ⨾ pic edition
anon requested. sorry this was literally so hard and i couldn’t do the rest of the boys:(
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ackercoded · 9 months
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girl dinner.
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dmnbroys · 10 months
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"babyyyy stop playin with my thong!" You whine with a cute smile plastered on your lips as connie kept playing with the fabric,mouth sucking wet hickeys up the side of your neck.Deep laugh rumbling through his chest ,he licks a wet stripe up to your ear before biting it "y’sure you gotta go ? y’gon leave daddy all alone here?" then he just stares.biting his lower lip,red eyes low with lust,love and intensity.Your pussy flutters at the tone of his voice,glossy eyes staring back innocently at him as you gulp down hard suddenly nervous.
You had finally been able to plan a girls trip to Toronto,and obviously connie knew bout it.He knew how bad you’ve been wanting to go there this summer but the fact that it was for a whole month was the information he wasn’t prepared for.Being the clingy and possessive man he is,he doesn’t really enjoy having his girl being away from him and especially if it’s for this long a time. "b-baby yk how long i been planning this right?" You try not to loose composure under his dominant aura,trying your best to keep eyecontact.But it being too much for you,you did just that shyly looking away but connie didn’t like that. "look at me ma" tatted hand grabbing your jaw,he makes you turn your head back to him again before speaking "y’gon be a good girl f’me over there hmmm? daddy w’tchu t’behave" you immediately nod at that licking your lips "uh uh words mama.You gon behave for me?" It’s as if his voice kept dropping lower and lower.eyes still staring deep in your soul "y-yeah i will f’you daddy" you moan,feeling two digits dip inside your thong, lower lip between your teeth as you kept your eyes on your man.He smiles,other hand pushing your body down on the counter as he then takes your underwear off off you swiftly.
"Good.Now lay back imma give you sum before y’go tmrww"
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ack3rlady · 2 years
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Tell me why I thought of Erwin Smith and Erwin Smith alone 😫
BEAN BEAN BEAN!!! This broke my brain and... and my imagination strayed :3
Pairing: Erwin Smith x Reader
WC - ~900
A/N: Erwin deserves to be made out with at all possible locations. This time, in a car. Also, my day isn't complete without annoying Levi. SO... SFW but suggestive.
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A whiff of Erwin’s cologne hits you when he reaches his hand out in your direction. It is close enough to your face for its warmth to caress your skin. His expensive watch glimmers in the sun as do his cerulean eyes when he smiles gently. You lean in, thinking he is about to pull you in for a kiss before heading out to brunch with your friends. He did say you looked exceptionally gorgeous today.  
Little did you know that you deciphered it all wrong. Your cheeks heat up in embarrassment upon realizing that Erwin's hand instead rests on the back of your seat and he is only reversing the car out of the parking spot. The melody of violins playing in your head comes to an abrupt halt. So, you bury yourself into your phone in an attempt to save face, hoping that he wasn’t paying attention. 
But the man never misses a thing. 
You dare to steal a glance at him, biting your lip when your eyes trace the stretched-out column of his neck. You can almost taste his skin on your tongue. He gazes piercingly into the distance behind, focus evident on his face. His other hand rests on the steering wheel; muscles flexing and relaxing as he maneuvers it.
The soft cotton shirt is pressing against his winding torso, broad chest playing peek-a-boo through the dunes in between the buttons. His trousers are snug around his thighs, rippling every time he alternates between hitting the accelerator and breaks. Are you actually feeling jealous of his clothes?
Your palms itch to feel him, fingers aching to press into his body like the cloth does. Your lungs are too weak to make room for the heavy breaths, mouth too dry without his lips on it. Is he doing this on purpose? 
“Staring is rude, you know?” he breaks you out of your sinful reverie. 
You can quite picture yourself right now. Sheepish face, open mouth, glazed eyes. You are nothing less than mortified. How could you let yourself be caught staring at him a starved person looking at a steaming 8-course meal?  
On a usual day, you would have quipped back with your own slap-stick comeback. But not today. Today, Erwin has managed to successfully catch you off guard. You try to find the words, only able to string a few “uhh”s and “umm”s instead, followed by a grumpy “Shut up!” 
He smiles. He knows exactly what he has done. 
Just as you’re about to sullenly reacquaint yourself with your phone’s screen, the same hand that rested on the back of your seat, has now snaked its way around your neck, scrunching your hair in between calloused fingers.
Erwin pulls you in effortlessly, landing his lips on yours in a matter of seconds. His tongue needs no permission to cross the barriers and is already mingling with yours to explore the warm cavern of your mouth.  
Things heat up in no time. Frisky hands wander, seat belts fly undone. The phone in your hand has fallen down the crevice in between the seat and the door and is long forgotten; as are the many missed calls from Hange and Miche.
The tip of his nose pokes your cheek, and his fingers brush your skin. his lips are like supple petals of a flower between yours and his minty warm breath fans your skin. Your fingers feel the buzz of his undercut, traveling up to lace with his honey locks. No amount of air-conditioning inside the SUV can stop the beads of sweat from forming on your forehead.
You make a start at prying open the buttons of his baby-blue shirt, all to be interrupted by a loud honk from the back. Followed by another. And then another. 
You pull away from him and fall back into your seat like a person electrocuted. Just like every single time, Erwin has successfully made you forget everything else – where you are, where you were about to go, the brunch reservation that Hange made at the newly opened restaurant by the beach that was impossible to get into, or the fact that your car now stands in the middle of the driveway, blocking the others while two fully grown adults make out like teens. 
You’re desperately wishing for the asphalt to cave in beneath you to avoid eye-contact with your neighbor in the car behind. You gape into the side mirror and die a little inside when the man looks furious. Levi has never regretted buying the house next to yours, any more than he does right now. 
“What do you think you’re doing?” you exclaim as Erwin leans in another time. 
He only smiles and pulls the seatbelt around you and buckles it in. Your foot is in your mouth. How many times are you going to embarrass yourself today? Thrice already and it isn't even noon yet. 
“Told you, you look gorgeous today,” he brushes his finger against your cheek and tucks your hair behind your ear. 
'Nothing compared to you,' you think to yourself.
He gestures a quick apology to Levi through the rear view mirror, who is probably cussing you both out under his breath right now, and begins to drive. 
“What?”, he asks after you’ve been silent for far too long. 
“Why don’t you just look at the screen while reversing?” you sulk. “The rear camera is there for a reason.” 
“I could,” he rests his hand on yours. “But that wouldn’t be any fun, now, would it?” 
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kikarouflames · 3 months
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Just another perfect official art of this man.
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Gorgeous side profile? Check. Titties? Check. Biteable collarbone? Check. Iconic grey shirt? Check. Tiny waist? Check. Nice hips? Check. Cunty pose? Check. Silky black hairs? Check.
All in all he is serving the finest of looks here. And I am feasting on this man.
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