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chrollohearttags · 9 months

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hershey kisses • armin artlert

armin gives his special girl an orgasm like she’s never had..

content warning + themes: nipple play, p!rn without plot, nipple orgasm, queer bestie armin bc I love him sm, black fem reader, creaming, reader is ovulating, clit rubbing, squirting, ear nibbling, armin being a soft dom (and so hot), back kissing/licking, use of pretty girl, sweetheart and mama

📝: I couldn’t stop thinking about armin + him being a pleasure dom and just caring for his bestie. Like I’m sitting here melting 🥹🥹

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“Here, open your legs, baby..I promise, you’ll like it.”

“Are you sure, Armie? I don’t know about thisss..”

words emitted with a whiny laugh as you sat between the legs of your best friend. Back pressed to his chest and his leaning against your Victorian style headboard..painted in off white, cream coloring and lined with pastel pink pillows and stuffed animals. His tattoos and metal nipple piercings grazing your gorgeous skin. Honestly, he couldn’t believe that the two of you were actually here again…touching all over one another when all it did was lead to more trouble. Even so, you guys always ended up like this: hot, bothered and naked, making out and fucking after coming from a night out at the club or a long week of work. Over the past few months, since the inception of this little entanglement, you and Armin had learned a lot about each other. He had discovered that he leaned more towards being pansexual, rather than outright gay. He felt far more comfortable embracing fluidity in his sexuality and you?

“Relax, sweetheart. Have I ever led you wrong? I mean, you said it yourself that nobody makes you feel the way I can.” cooing to you with gentle kisses trailing along your neck..gentle hands grazing your bare shoulder blades as you had just left the shower..feeling refreshed and warm. Wrapped up in nothing more than a towel that he so delicately removed from your frame..he could sit there and admire you for hours without growing tired.

“You smell so good..and your skin, it’s so soft. You been using my stuff again?” Referring to the peach scented body cream he kept alongside his countless other skin care products he kept in his bathroom. But he didn’t mind. You wore it so much better than him anyways..including the shimmery butter that made your cocoa complexion glistening underneath the pale LED lighting. Besides, you could get away with anything when you smiled at him like that. “And if I was?..” retorting with a soft giggle before turning to kiss him. Your lips met a gentle peck, letting your tongues collide in a passionate barrage of kisses. As you made out, Armin slowly began to snake his arms around to your front. Those big, supple breasts cradled in his veiny hands; perfectly manicured and neat, decorated with silver rings. Suddenly, your breath would hitch in the back of your throat. Those sensitive nipples getting pinched by his fingertips and massages delicately.

“Then I guess I’ll just have to do this..”

what exactly that was? You weren’t sure yet but you’d know soon enough. The friction between your buds and his pads pressing together..rubbing slowly to create and drum up tingling sensations. In your toes, your entire body and especially that core. Dripping with only a few subtle touches so far and this was only the beginning. As your eyes began to flutter, Armin would instruct you to keep them open and strictly on them; twisting your head around whilst he played with your nipples. Tracing slow circles around the areolae before bringing those fingers back up to your quivering mouth to slick with saliva.

“There we go, pretty girl. Open up f’r me..” his higher pitched tone, one some would consider feminine rang out in your ear. He didn’t even have to look and yet he knew your body better than any man you’d ever let touch you prior. He could always sense when you were ovulating and in need of a good session. One that satisfied you mind, body and spirit. Anything to avoid some loser who didn’t deserve to be in your presence, less known getting some pussy get the best of you. Sure, he could fuck you senseless. Bend you over and make you chomp down on your plushies or a nearby pillow. Or even fold your legs up to the headboard and give you deep strokes while your vibrator went crazy but that wouldn’t do. He wanted you to experience a different type of pleasure. One that would have you addicted once you became used to the feeling. Between your trembling thighs lied that little sweet spot..quivering and spasming on nothing more than air. Cream leaking from that freshly shaved cunt as he continued to tease your most sensitive of pressure points. Nibbling on your ear, kissing on your neck and leaving soothing pecks all along your shoulder blade and back.

“Arminnnn…oh my..fuck—“

“Look at you…so cute like this. I swear, it makes me wanna keep playing with you all night.”

when he first told you that an orgasm by merely having your nipples played with was possible, you stared at him as if he were absolutely crazy. You didn’t think such a thing could ever happen and yet, here you were…about to climax and he hadn’t even so much as touched your clit yet! Gasping for air, (y/n) became undone right there in his firm grasp. Armin’s legs coiling you to keep you in place. “Shh..it’s okay, sweetheart. Just breathe with me, okay? I know it feels good and you wanna come so bad…but just hold on.” Those subtle kisses doing little to quell you but when he spoke to you so carefully and delicately, you had no choice but to listen. Faint traces of drool seeped from between your lips as he kept rubbing. Going counterclockwise, twisting in all sorts of directions before clamping down yet again. You’d try to wiggle around, even rut yourself against a nearby pillow to get off but alas, that was useless. He’d pop your leg and command you to stay still..

“No cheating…just let me get you there..” “okay, okay!..please, I just wanna come..”

and soon, your tireless groveling and pleas would pay off. Because alas, he’d let those lengthy fingers glide down your belly and to that fat little pussy, where he spread those lips apart and rubbed that little clit for just a moment. But it was abundantly clear you were far more stimulated than expected. With only a few seconds of gentle massaging, you were flooding the sheets, squirting all over his hands and the bed. So bashful of such a reaction but it was exactly what he wanted to see!

“Aww, good job, baby..you came so hard..” watching you writhe and cry out in pure bliss and ecstasy. There was no way that a little nipple rubbing garnered such a reaction but you’d never question his again! Allowing you to ride out your climatic high, Armin spun you around once more before kissing you. “That feel good, mama? Did you like that?” Questioning with that sweet yet nasally tone, cooing to you like a baby. And you nodded, still dazed with a fucked out expression. Bopping your nose, Armin placed a kiss to your forehead as you lie in his arms.

“I told you, you gotta trust me more often. I’ll do whatever it takes to please you.”

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jeonride · 8 months

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... 💭 KALA'S MOOTS ! *.✧

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yostresswritinggirl · 3 years

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chrollohearttags · 9 months

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writing silly prompts with my OTP so you don’t have to • part one

content warning: exactly as it says, voyeurism, exhibitionism, reverse cowgirl, squirting

📝: I cannot explain this even if I wanted to. Sometimes, I have a lightbulb in my head, constantly flickering and other times, it’s nothing more than wind and baked beans up here so I need help jogging my brain muscles and reviving my creative spark. Don’t get me wrong, I love you guys’ asks and I’ll get to them, as well as the commissions, I swear but I need to get my juices flowing again 🫶🏾

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“Ahh! Shit…mmphm. Gonna make me come..”

“Go ahead, princess. Nut on this dick..better keep quiet though. You don’t want us to get caught..”

another peaceful Sunday stroll down South Beach’s Design District turned to a rather eventful outing. Of course, that was nothing out of the ordinary for the infamous couple. It wasn’t rare for the two of you to spend your very limited free time enjoying relaxing walks through the various shops in the heart of downtown..where you may have frequented your favorite stores and restaurants as a bit of routine in your very chaotic and ever changing schedules. It was the one constant that you could bet on in your hectic lives. However..as soothing as the mundane was sometimes…you both still craved that thrill. The excitement that came with doing something you had no business. That rush only grew tenfold when you considered the fact that you weren’t exactly inconspicuous..everyone in Miami and the world at this point knew EJ the Don and (y/n) (l/n). Everyone was looking for an excuse to photograph you two. So it was insane that you were so casually perched atop your man’s dick at a popular lounge on Ocean Drive; enjoying some semblance of privacy as you had rented out the rooftop area for yourselves but even so, if caught, you’d find yourselves front page on somebody’s blog. Right now, you just couldn’t be vexed to give a fuck. Instead…

“Fuck! I don’t care who sees, I just wanna keep—“

your words trailed off into a high pitched yelp as that tip poked the inner corner of your sensitive core. Being fucked up into like a jackhammer into concrete. A tattooed hand on your clothed tummy and inked fingers stroking your clit. All of this because you just had to wear..it. A regular, run of the mill sundress that you had probably gotten as part of PR from Fashion Nova or Shein a year ago and just decided to throw it on to combat this horrendous heat. And yet, it was getting your pussy pounded! Strutting around without so much as a thong on underneath, just in case the mood struck you. Of course, it didn’t take long for your husband to follow suit when saw the fat of that ass swaying from behind the clingy material and watched you bend over to retrieve something when that hem raised and that plump little cunt became visible..from there, neither of you could contain yourselves. Up and down with your legs propped onto the pool chair you went..rutting your hips in slow circular motions as you performed tricks on that dick. Smacking, wet noises filling the summer air. You were certain some attendee or waiter was lurking in the shadows, possibly jerking off or even filming you two but it didn’t even matter. Your only concern was coming all over him! That deep voice growling in your ear as he held you close to his chest and let you ride out your orgasm. Even shortly after, bending you over again so that he could see that ass moving against him. Shouting off expletives at each other..

“Give it to me! Fuck this pussy, daddy. Right there!..”

“Hold still, baby..gonna nut all in this shit!—“

before he could do so, you were already reaching a climatic high..clamping down on his shaft before springing up and spraying him with those sweet, divine juices. Groping one of your tits, Eren would cackle as he watched you come undone for him. Squirming all over the place with uncontrollable trembling from that powerful peak. You were still shooting out tiny streams of that squirt afterwards. Having been fucked so roughly with such impact but of course, it couldn’t be helped..

“Sorry, princess. You know what happens when you wear that shit around me. Can’t help myself..”

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chrollohearttags · 9 months

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bake it

reiner can’t get enough of you or your sweet treats. Regardless of what anyone thinks.

themes: food play, reiner and reader both being nasty af, (and both have super country accents), lots of old southern colloquialisms, food play, oral (m. receiving), spit play, pet names (sugar, poundcake, daddy, pumpkin, sweet girl), spanking, backshots, squirting

📝: this may or may not be a lil series based off my fav album at the moment. I think it fits the cowboy!reiner x reader headcanon very well.

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“Chile, did you hear about what (y/n) did down at the Hole this weekend?”

“Girl yes. Being fast and actin’ all loose. Hanging over every man that’ll look her way.” “I’m tellin’ ya, honey. She ain’t nothing like her mama or her cousins. Girl’s a handful, I tell ya. Never seen a thang’ like it.”

“She was with that Braun boy from what I heard. Lord knows what she was doing..”

rumblings and rumors had spread like wildfire among about what took place at the infamous hang out spot and saloon in the small town in which you’d grown up. It seemed that not much had changed from the time you were a tiny child from now being a grown woman, returning to your stomping grounds after a couple years of higher education. Pearl clutching church ladies and snobby debutants with their noses in the air, disapproving of any woman who hadn’t settled down and popped out ten kids before the age of twenty five. It was how the customary traditions went in the south and sadly, wasn’t going to change any time soon. However…

“Yes and did you hear that I had him calling to the good lord after I fucked him seven ways to Sunday? He was a lot of fun. Boy’s got a third leg and a tongue like a serpent. Might have to keep him around.”

the very bold proclamation of your supposed actions had your coworkers of the Sweetie Pie Bakery; owned by the ladies in your family and had been a staple in the city for ten years, gasping and glaring at you disgust. The ones working there currently were a few new hires from the local church. The types to be sleeping with other people’s husbands by Saturday and running in and out of the pew on Sunday. Blatant hypocrites. Hence why you so casually admitted to your affairs and boasted about them. You didn’t give a damn what those uppity bitches thought of you! Especially when the man in question was all but obsessed with you…sneaking away at any opportune moment to have you since the first night you gave him a taste of your proverbial sweetness. Slurping you up, tonguing you down and pounding that little pussy sideways..letting him have a slice of you anyway he liked. It was no secret to anyone that you weren’t some innocent saint but if it’s gossip they wanted, you’d give those mouth breathing heifers something to bump their gums about. They’d feel how they want to about you regardless so it didn’t matter. Might as well have a little fun..

“Now if you ladies will excuse me, I have a delivery to make.”

“In that outfit?!” Referring to the very short, denim miniskirt wrapping your thick backside and halter top hoisting your ample breasts.“It’s ninety two degrees outside besides, a wretched jezebel like me has to look the part, right?” Mocking them with an overly done accent and a fake smile before waving and turning on the heels of your boots.

and where you were headed, you wouldn’t have it on long anyways..not once he spotted you…

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halfway across the tracks was a small office residing on the outskirts of town, right before you’d reach the dozen mile long stretch of fields and farmland. The moniker atop the building read ‘Braun Farms, Inc.’ owned and operated by the prominent family for several years and generations. Providing fresh vegetables, poultry, cattle and everything else to many local diners and families. The hardest working man in the entire company may have been the next line to take it over, Reiner Braun. A young, handsome, determined guy who was always about his business before any sort of pleasures. Of course, that all changed when his new fling came around..a girl by the name of (y/n) (l/n) who had a grip on him in more ways than one. After some whisperings, he discovered that you too had grown up in this area but was carted off to school elsewhere in your adolescence. You at sone private Christian academy and him homeschooled, hence why your paths never crossed. But that was a thing of the past and so was hiding the promiscuity you both harbored.

“Damn, poundcake. You keep suckin’ on me like that and I might hafta’ give you my credit card and last name.”

the words escaping in a guttural groan from Reiner’s half parted lips. His chest was heaving, so much so, it looked as if it were about to pop from his chest. Going mad with pure unadulterated lust as you licked on his shaft from underneath the desk. He had been assigned to records keeping today so you decided to pay him a little visit on his lunch break. And what was a better meal than your delicious cupcake and the chance to eat his dick up?

“Don’t say that too loud, pumpkin. Someone might get the wrong idea about me..think I’m trying to take ya’ money.”

“To hell with them. Only thing I want right now is to fuck that pretty lil’ throat.”

and he did just that. Bobbing your head up and down with a spread palm resting atop your freshly done lace front; feeding you every inch feasible of that long, erect cock. Gliding it to the back of your mouth until it damn near reached your esophagus and drummed up strings of spit. Loud gurgling noises filled the room and Reiner nearly lost his shit. Clawing at the arms of the chair and cursing like a sailor. You had this man doing and behaving in ways unbecoming of his character but he could give a damn less. As long as you kept letting him use you like this. Sticking your tongue out, you’d smile and request that he spit into your mouth..adding to the pre existing strings saliva and cum covering your face. It didn’t help matters any when you decided to take some of that frosting and place it on his sensitive tip before slurping it off. “W-whatever you want, sugar. I’ll give you whatever you want just keep —oh shit!” Earning yourself another warm load of his nut all over your exposed tits and pretty face. “You taste so good..” Those deviant eyes and sultry voice luring him in. By now, you had to be dripping so he’d tug you out from under there and place you at the edge of the desk before saddling up behind you with that hard dick. Hoisting that mini skirt to your waist, letting it bunch up around that soft, pudgy tummy, he was pleased to find that you wearing no panties but was wetter than the lake he frequented.

“Want you to fuck this pussy so good…stretch it out f’r me, Rei…” begging with your decorated nails placed on your round cheeks as you pulled them apart to reveal that puckering hole and soaking entrance…making him hungry for both. Wasting no time, he’d grab a handful of that thin top and your waist to reign you in. With his teeth grimaced, he’d whisper in your ear with growls; feeding you heavy handed smacks to your ass in the process. Spanking you like a bad kid but doing so because you enjoyed every second. “That’s what you want, sugar? For me to fuck ya’ like a lil’ slut? Make you come all over this dick? That right, baby?” To which you’d nod profusely, never craving something so badly before in your life. Of course, he was happy to oblige..but you’d have to beg a bit, just because that sexy voice turned him on so bad. “Yes, daddy. Need you to fill my shit up too..nut all in this pussy. I ain’t come all this way for nothin.” And of course, that all but sold him. So with your inviting heat waiting for him and those Wranglers ruffled around his waist, Reiner pulled you in close before impaling you on his cock.

“Damn right, baby..so take all this dick.” Pressing a thumb to your tight little asshole as he pumped you full..one long, deep stroke after the next, coaxing out sticky cream and soft cries as you scratched at the wooden surface he had you planked across. Sliding in and out of that warmth like a perfectly fitting puzzle piece. The tight clutch you put around his shaft had him mesmerized. It didn’t help your case any when you constantly doted and bragged on how good he fucked you. “I swear you’re the only one who can get this pussy wet like this..” “..right there, daddy. You in my fucking spot..gonna make me come.” Of course, Reiner was loving every bit and only wanted to please his lady so as that big ass bounced against his pelvis and rippled like waves, he’d give you more slaps and try to maintain his pace. Even going as far as to make that tip kiss the inner corner of your cervix.“Give it to me then…nut f’r me, sweet girl. Let it all go.” And the second you did, juices flooded the floor as you squirted all over him. “Shitttt! That’s what I’m talking about, pretty girl. Make a mess of me..” grinning from ear to ear before housing his own seed inside of you. That pulsating cock still inside of you minutes later. Turning you around, he’d mark your lips with a sloppy kiss and look down at the aftermath.

“I swear, I ain’t never gonna be able to quit you, sugar. Just too damn sweet..”

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reiner prides himself on being the perfect gentleman. Always respectful, kind and attentive to his partner’s needs…he’d never do anything that would make you uncomfortable or feel less than your worth. In that same breath though, he was infatuated with you. Some would even say obsessed. In the healthiest way possible, of course. After all, it couldn’t be helped when he had been blessed with the epitome of a living, breathing goddess as his own. A woman who made his heart explode and flutter with pure passion each time he saw your face..but even in your absence, he found ways to still soak in your essence and surround himself with your love. Even if it wasn’t becoming of his normal behavior..

such as when you’re away shopping and he’s left all alone on the ranch. It’s been a long day, as it always was. Sun beaming down his back and broad muscles as he maneuvered around the farm, lifting bales of hay and heavy equipment. It’s all in a day’s work but even he needs a break sometimes. So whilst you’re away, enjoying the fruits of his labor..living the soft and gentle life he worked so hard to curate for you, he comes into the bedroom, taking a seat on the mattress and it’s then that he spots something. Something…that piques far more than his interest. He hates to admit it but he misses you right now. Although you had only been gone for a couple hours, he needs you..he craves you. It couldn’t be helped when he watched you strut to the matte black Benz Truck in a sundress; ass poking and tits sitting amply. Each cheek juggling as you walk away and it’s taking all his resolve to not grab you up right there outside, shove his tongue in your mouth and make love to you right there on the hood of your car! Hell, it wouldn’t have been the first time but for now, he’ll improvise. He’ll make do by taking the thin pair of lace panties you left near his pillow. More than likely a result of you rushing to get dressed and forgetting to place them back in your drawer.

checking over his shoulder once more to ensure he’s alone before raising them to his nostrils and inhaling the scent of fabric softener and your feminine scent. That sweet, airy fragrance wafting through his nostrils and getting him aroused. It’s so uncouth, absolutely perverted!…sniffing his wife’s panties like some teenage degenerate. Even so, he can’t bring himself to stop. He can’t bring himself to stop cupping his cock through the sheath of his Wranglers. Releasing soft grunts into the material and continuously breathing it in. His eyes are shut and his mind is in a place full of perverse and lewd thoughts. Imagining your ass taking the place of those underwear; bouncing all in his face as you two engage in a 69 position. Your mouth and nails wrapped tightly around his dick. Stroking him with strings of spit leaking down his shaft. Oh, he’s about to combust just thinking about it! “Oh…fuck..” the words rumbling underneath his breath as he unfastens his pants and slowly starts to fuck up into his closed fist. The sensation matching the tight grip of your gushing pussy. The one that swallows his member as if it were especially designed for him. His perfect little cock sleeve and he wants nothing more than to be one with you right now. Slowly but surely, he keeps going..speeding up as he pounds the palm of his hand with that swollen, dribbling tip breaks through those fingers. The thought of you being seated atop his dick..riding him with those giant breasts bouncing up and down, creaming on him down to the base as you beg him, “come in me, daddy..nut in this tight pussy..” it’s enough to make him twitch fiercely and he nearly bucks his hips up through the roof when he hears your voice subconsciously. It’s only a few more minutes before sweat is trickling down his forehead and he’s fucking himself silly. Tongue out and eyes shut with his chest heaving immensely. That husky voice huffing and begging you for that release as if you were right there. Still wrangling those undergarments around under his nose. “F-fuck. Damnit!” Just then, warm strings of a healthy nut comes pooling down his digits. The hot, white cream staining his knuckles. His face is flush, red from both relief and embarrassment. He can’t believe that he just did such a thing but he feels no regret. No regret for feeding into his desires for the woman he loves.

“Damnit, sugar. Look what you do to me..”

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“…let me take you out”

・❥・them + their favorite types of dates ・❥・ft. eren, armin, jean, connie (I may do a part two)

content + themes: fluff, cuteness and crack, black reader, mentions of weed, mentions of smut, kissing/makeout

📝: I’m starting a lil series I’m calling Soft Life Sundays, where I give y’all some sweet, tooth rotting fluff because I love it. These are all my personal ideas, but you may disagree and that’s okay. I don’t need to hear about it. This is all in good fun 🥰

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ღ eren loves fun, non conventional dates. He doesn’t mind the dressing up and fancy dinners from time to time but he much rather scoop you up with a bouquet of flowers, a little gift bag filled with snacks and something he picked out because he heard you talking about it on a random Tuesday one time. Your fits, I could see him in some Dunks, a hoodie and sweats (or shorts and a baseball jersey) and you in a sundress..looking all cute. He’d want to do something like a little carnival where they serve all these fair foods that are incredibly unhealthy but soooo good and he’d be eating it all and he can show off by winning you a giant stuffed animal he totally doesn’t brag about the whole night. “I’m the best, baby. I told you.” 🙄 he’d love to do go kart racing, mini golf or even an arcade or roller skating. He’s competitive so he might get a lil carried away but it’s all love! Y’all would have the best time and he’d constantly check to make sure you’re having a good time because he can’t stop smiling. Of course, spending the day with you is enough to keep him happy for weeks. Might end the night with a little smoke session + a movie (and maybe a lil sum else if you’re up for it. (mainly him eating you out until you fall asleep 😩)

ღ armin is obviously the inquisitive and intelligent type so he’d want your date to be as educational as it is fun. Of course, you love it all the same because you guys pick each other’s brains on things all the time. He’d take you to a museum, where they have all of these cool exhibits, explaining everything to you like a little personal tour guide. and a gift shop full of trinkets that he wants to buy for you. He sees you ogling the crystal and rock display while asking him all of these questions so now you’ve got two hundred dollars worth of malachite and amethyst keychains, displays and whatever else you wanted! “These are so beautiful! Thank you, Armie!” “It nearly as gorgeous as you but I’m happy you like them.” (bonus: I could see him taking you to a play/amphitheater as well) you guys would visit your favorite ramen + boba shop, just laughing and talking..enjoying each other’s company. You’d probably where coordinating outfits..something with an earthy green tone and super cute! You’d end the night back at his place where you guys would probably listen to music and just chill (maybe a little making out + spooning depending on the mood) and you’d fall asleep in each other’s arms.

ღ jean is all about the flare and spoiling his lady. He’s a gentleman, a romantic through and through. He doesn’t do anything halfway and spares no expense for his lady for a special night out. I think he’s the type of man to take the reigns and plan everything (not in a controlling way but you like when he shows that dominance) including your outfit, surprising you with a dress and heels you couldn’t stop eyeing at the mall so he had it delivered to your house, along with a box of eternal roses with a sweet little card and some adorable note that’s like “just like these flowers, may our love last forever.” And you’re about to sob! But you have to finish getting ready because he’ll be there at eight on the dot so you guys can make those reservations at that new five star French restaurant that just opened. Of course, he pulls up in some expensive two seater and the outfit to match. A really nice suit and my God, does he look good. But his eyes are all on you. “You look stunning, my love.” Opening your door and everything. He loves holding your hand while driving, stealing glances of you the whole night. When you guys get to dinner, he’s helping you order things, speaking French to the waiter (so attractive 😩) and EVERYTHING is delicious. Including the escargot, which you had reservations on. “Not bad, right?” “It’s so good!” He would also rent you guys a fancy hotel room across town, where he’d have rose petals scattered about the room, strawberries, chocolate and champagne waiting for you guys and he’d spend the night sweet talking you whilst you guys drank and ate. You’d end the night in the warm bubble bath, cuddled up and touching all over each other. (And getting a lil freaky after that liquor gets in your system) Just a nice, romantic evening.

ღ connie is gonna bring the party wherever he is! Mans just loves a good time. I feel like he too won’t be much into the whole fancy dinners and flare but he would plan something super unique and fun. You’ll be chilling and he’ll be like ‘hey, there’s a Paint and Sip not too far from here. You wanna go?!” All excited and of course, you’d be more than happy to.” He’d be the main one in there dancing and singing, just bringing allll the energy! Like it’s never a dull moment with Constance! Afterwards, he’d take you to a food truck or a really niche spot in the heart of downtown that he grew up on (I see him as Dominican/Afro Latina obvs). And he just wants to share it with you! “Here, mama. Try this..I think you’ll like it.” And don’t let them be playing some Latin music, he’d have you in the middle of the restaurant or the sidewalk, doing Bachata. He would be the best! I could also see you guys having a fun night in, consisting of you guys cooking your favorite dishes, getting a bunch of nail polishes and painting each others nails or him letting you dye his hair.

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rockstar!jean loves having you as his assistant. Not just because you’re so efficient and hard working but you’re an absolute sight for sore eyes. The prettiest thing he’s ever seen with a shy and bashful personality…it’s so cute how nervous you get around him, despite the fact you’ve been working for Mr. Kirschtein for three years. It really doesn’t help matters any when he tries to hold a conversation with you and all you can do is keep staring at the ground, stuttering over yourself..it only makes him want to tease you more! “You’re a big girl, aren’t you? Use your words, beautiful. Can’t know what you want if you don’t tell me.” Just making the most normal of conversations sound so sensual and sexy. You’ll be sitting in on some of his practice sessions, watching him grip the neck of that guitar and strum his tattooed fingers along the strings..having thoughts no employee should about their boss. “You like the new song or you just wanna watch me play? Maybe I could teach you sometime.” You could always get lost in thought about him or gazing at that handsome face. Catching him as he comes fresh from a workout; towel draped over his broad shoulders, sweat slicking his tanned skin and his body sculpted from the intense exercises.

a stark comparison to your curvaceous figure; pudgy tummy protruding from your skirt and big, supple breasts perched in a top that’s stretching out far too tight. He can’t help but notice your thighs ripping those stockings underneath them and he’s trying his hardest to remain respectful but he’s definitely getting some ideas of his own. Perspiring and not just from the fifty push-ups. “H-hi, Mr. Kirschtein. I just needed you to sign this for me, please.” Those doe, brown eyes hiding behind round, wire framed glasses and those plump, pouty lips stained with gloss as you mumbled to him. Big, bouffant kinky curls accenting those adorable features including those chubby cheeks he loves. He’s trying not to stare too hard but damnit, you just turn him on so much. Swallowing a hard gulp, he tries to play it cool and grasps the clipboard with said paperwork. “C’mon, (y/n). We’re not strangers..you can call me Jean, y’know? We’ve been working together for three years. I thought we were friends.” “I knowww, but I just don’t feel right, sir.” And honey, does he exploit that little habit of yours. Thinking it’s so cute how you address him. So it comes as no surprise when it’s later in the evening and you’re getting ready to leave for the night that you just so happen to catch the infamous J. Kirschtein leaving a hot, warm, steamy shower..draped in nothing more than a towel that he’s in the midst of unwrapping when you come to ask him one more question. It falls to the floor from the shock and you catch a glimpse..no! An eyeful of what he’s got to offer. “I—I am so sorry, Mr. Kirschtein!” And it’s then that Jean tells you come closer and lock the door because he can answer what you need to know and then some..you’re staring holes through him, admiring every chiseled muscle, every inch of that Adonis like figure and especially…..that!..and you’re practically salivating until he snaps you out of thought with a hand underneath that chin.

“Nothing to apologize for, gorgeous..I mean. I won’t tell if you won’t..”

if you could be completely and totally honest, you had dreamed of a moment like this; where fate would intervene and give you two the opportunity to be alone in such an intimate setting. He can see you squeezing your legs together..more than likely feigning off the twitching and thumping sensations between your thighs. That short little frame underneath him as he places an arm on the wall. If you revealed your salacious, nasty thoughts of what you wanted the famed rocker to do to you, including being hoisted up midair in his arms as he fucks up into you or wetting up his beard as you ride on his tongue, you’d probably be fired….if it were anyone else, of course! But something told you that you didn’t have much to worry about with Jean. In fact, he had a bit of a confession himself.

“You promise?”

“Of course, pretty girl. I mean, if I’m being honest..I’ve wanted you for the longest. If you couldn’t tell..”

and boy, could you tell. Especially when he so delicately nips at the tiny buttons on your shirt that are already about to burst. One more and those juicy, round titties will come spilling out. You’re so stacked and curvy just from the front..heavens knows what he’ll do when you turn around. He inches closer, grazing your inner thigh with that thick cock as you part your legs a bit more and massage his face. He can’t take it when you stare at him all cute like that. “Is it okay if I kiss you?…” gently questioning; hovering only an inch away from your lips and he gets his answer when you cup his cheeks and shove your tongue into his mouth! You’re sloppily kissing him..rutting that little clothed slit against his tip. He can tell just how desperate you are, whimpering and whining as you continue to make out. Your body’s been craving this for so long, you’re so needy and desperate for the touch of someone who can handle you. That much apparent by the stark size difference of you two. Finally bridging the space between your bodies, Jean would slightly lift you up along with the hem of that skirt. It didn’t take long for him to disrobe you down to those very thin fishnets and platform heels that made your legs look amazing.. ripping open the front of that top and eventually tossing you to the bed.

“Mr. Kirschtein, are you sure this is okay?” He couldn’t help but to laugh as he so casually pinned your legs back and snaked that pierced tongue out to run along your thighs. Never in his life did he answer to anyone and he damn sure wasn’t about to now. Besides, he was certain your doubts would fade once he spread that pretty pussy and allows that metal ball glide over your clit. Before you know it, he’s sucking gently on those folds and taking in that delicate, sweet flavor. Those same digits you’d watch and obsess over as they played some of your favorite tunes, played around with your sensitive little cunt. Watching it leak and cream all over his black fingernails and silver bands. “You tell me, pretty girl. Do you really want me to stop?” Peaking up at you over that pudgy little tummy as he rested his forehead against it. “N-no sir!” Which brings forth another toothy smile on that sexy face. He loves how submissive yet needy you are for him! Whimpering and covering your eyes but continuing to rut into his mouth..riding his tongue and creaming all the same..those big, juicy tits bouncing around and those swollen nipples erect from the pleasure and cool air. “Ahhh!—fuck..” “Look at you..cant believe I actually made you cuss. Feel that good, huh?” The same ones he’d stuff in his mouth when he finally moved up to kiss you once more and stuff you full of that stiff cock. Right after tapping it against you just to test the reaction you’d have to him. You were so wet..drenching him in slick before he even slid in. “Can I put it in? C’mon, let me hear you say it, baby..can I fuck you?” The two of you would meet and become one upon your explicit consent; lips melting once more as your arms coiled his neck and legs around his waist. Your answer was as clear as any. Not only did you want him to fuck you but not pull out anytime soon. You wanted to feel every inch…for all the nights you had lied in bed, daydreaming and touching yourself with thoughts of your boss plaguing your mind. “S-shit! You’re so tight, pretty girl. Never knew you’d feel this good.” A couple strokes in and he had you clawing into his back. And you? He’d never felt such warmth before. It were as if he were in heaven. Your flesh clashed, smacking against one another in a passionate haze. “Right there, sir! Don’t stop, please…”

that sweet voice crying out to him and he couldn’t dare quit when you begged him like this! “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll give you whatever you want…you can have this dick all night.” Listening to him moan and grunt in your ear as he fed you those deep strokes. In a way, you felt it couldn’t be real because there was no way you were his type but in his mind? You were all but created for him. And he’d prove it by making love to you all night…going rounds and taking you beyond your limits; from putting you in a full mating press, a full nelson to truly test that strength of his and even leaning you over the side of his bed; arms stretched back and balanced on nothing more than those heels as he gave you backshots. Drumming orgasm after orgasm out of each other until you both collapsed in one another’s arms.

He’d look over to see you trembling, breathless and in tears..not out of pain but from the overwhelming amount of pleasure. He was so happy to have shared this experience with you and never wanted this night to end. “Hey, you alright?” “Never been better..thank you sir.”

and he hoped that you’d always be by his side. For work or otherwise..

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writing silly little prompts of my ships so you don’t have to: part two • reiner edition

content warning: mentions of rough sex, reiner being a complete simp :(, himbo rei, size kink, him asking for consent 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 foreplay, oral sex

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he was an absolute wreck…face flush, mouth agape and sweat trickling down his forehead. His fingers lying dormant inside of that gushing heat. Honey like juices coating those digits as they remained planted knuckle deep..tongue protruded out as it had been previously lapping at your sensitive clit..there honestly wasn’t a single place he’d rather be. Than right here between the immense comfort of your plush thighs. The side of his stubble ridden face resting between them. “R-reiii..hgnhhh!” The desperate cries further feeding his desires. To not only taste every delectable drop oozing from your sex, but to pleasure you in ways you’d never experienced. The intensity between two newfound lovers, exploring all of their partner’s needs, wants and desires. It’s all that Reiner could’ve ever asked for when he met you and now that he was getting the opportunity to prove his devout love, he pull out every stop possible to ensure that you feel nothing less.

“What is it, baby? Are you okay?..”

as if he were unaware of the three breathtaking orgasms that he had just casually drew from your body. One right after the next..courtesy of amazing oral sex. But he had aspirations of giving you more. More of those mind numbing orgasms, more of those intense movements and most of all, himself..he wanted to give himself to you wholeheartedly and please you whichever way you wanted. However, he needed to hear you say it..he needed to know what to do from here. Finally leaning up, Reiner tugged himself up by the headboard; towering above your trembling body. He was so much larger..even eclipsing the entire ceiling from your view. His handsome face was the only sight you needed to see. Pawing at his abs and chest, (y/n) emitted breathy moans; unable to even form a coherent sentence. You were practically breathless but he had to push you a little further..coax a little more out of you. At least enough to know what it is you wished for. Grasping himself by the shaft, the burly blonde smacked the tip of that thick cock against your slit before cupping a free hand around your chin. With your explicit permission, he’d do whatever you pleased..

“Tell me sugar..please. What do you want? Do you want me to fuck you? I can go as deep as you want me…put it in this cute little tummy if ya’ want or be gentle. Take my time and make love to you..”

enticing you on those words with a thumb between your lips. Before he slid in though, he just needed to hear your response; completely frozen without it.

“I’m only here to serve you, baby. Tell me what you want and I’ll make it happen.”

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make it back to you • detective eren + P.I. reader

content warning: nsfw under the cut :), gun violence, cop/police things, soft, intimate sex, eren being so hopelessly in love :(, P.I. reader, (he and reader are engaged), pet names (baby, sweetheart, my angel) him being vulnerable/affectionate for once (and so vocal) marking, crying, overstimulation, breeding, pregnancy mention

📝: he is on my mind so heavily today and I wasn’t much up for writing anything today but I could not stop picturing this.

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thinking about him just finishing up a very dangerous undercover mission. Spending days..even months taking on a new persona and lifestyle, all for the sake of taking down a high profile criminal. The operation finally comes to a head and they arrest their suspect. It was risky, downright reckless and there were times where he felt as if he may not have made it out of some of those situations alive but he’s thankful to have overcome this hurdle. Surrounded by his subordinates and superiors alike, getting pats on the back after successfully taking down some deadly drug dealer who was seconds from putting a bullet in his head if he hadn’t made the shot the first; subduing them long enough to get them restrained. His nerves are rattled…hell, he can’t help it. No matter how many times he does this. That fear of being snuffed out implanted fresh in his brain..a reminder to never let his guard down and stay vigilant. Not only for his own life..but the one waiting back home. the one he cherishes more than anything else in this wretched world. The one he fights so hard every single day to protect. Despite the fact you are two sides of the same coin: brave crusaders of justice, sworn under oath to stop those wishing to do harm. Even so..he wants nothing more than to see you. His beloved, precious pain in the ass (y/n). Who was probably investigating your own cases but right now, he was being selfish!..

selfishly whisking you away from your office back to your shared high rise condo, where’s he had you holed for the past four hours. Making love to you underneath the rhythmic pitter-patter of falling rain against the windows. Crisp white linen covering his waist as he hovers over your body..hips rutting into the cushion of your thighs with deep yet delicate strokes..

“R-rennnn…okay, baby..okay. Please..”

tapping faintly against his abs because it’s all the strength you could muster. He’s driven out at least two orgasms from your now fragile body. Working towards an inevitable third with no plans to halt anytime soon..his pace is wavering, rhythm constantly fluctuating; rough and short, soft and long…anything to stay inside of you. To be one..despite the fact he’s already filled your womb twice as well. Even sloshing and fucking his own cum out of you. Sweat bearing down his forehand and slicking those thin strands of hair skin. Jade colored eyes glosses over in a small sheath of tears and burning red from the immense pleasure. He knows he should quit..he knows he’s probably beaten your poor little cunt to a pulp at this point but he can’t bring himself to pull out or pull away. Not when the opportunity to ever make love to you again seemed so far away. When some nights, he lied in the cold, desolate room of a bando, surrounded by addicts and sex workers..wondering if you were okay. If you missed him..or if you’d still love him. If you found forgive him for up and leaving right after he finally found the courage to propose after three years of dating because revealing his mission would’ve put you both in immense danger. Your professions didn’t allow for the traditional love story and still, you two made it work. Flaws and all..

“ ‘M sorry…so fucking—ahh! Sorry, baby…can’t leave you now. Please don’t make me..you feel so good..”

“No, keep making love to me, ‘Ren. Please don’t stop..oh my God..”

so as you lie there…arms coiling his back as those sharp nails clawed his olive, tan skin, you’d beg him for more. That flesh, marked by your ferocious scratching and the two dragon tattoos he acquired while trying to fit the part of this hardened thug. His freshly formed mustache and beard rubbing against your lips as they met in sloppy, passionate pecks. Tongue kissing so intensely, you thought you’d climax from it alone. Your long legs finding home around his waist; hooking around to ensure he never let go. He’d even utter a slight chuckle when you’d ask why he was fucking you like this. The answer was truly simple and very apparent:

“I can’t live without you, sweetheart. It took me nearly dying to realize that shit. I don’t want to lose you..”

finding himself amid a long winded tangent..spouting off both affirmations and his heartfelt confessions into your ear whilst pounding your pussy like a man unhinged. No matter how uncontrollably your body shook. The imprints of that fat cock beginning to reach the very bottom of your belly with just a very slight bulge. He was buried to the hilt, slamming into you in hopes that you’d just keep begging for more. The way that heat so casually wrapped around him and refused to let go..like a hug.

“Squeezing me so tight—I love you, (y/n). You’re my everything. Please…stay here with me. Forever. I want us to grow old together..I want you to have my baby—“ the words eliciting another twitch from your spasming hole..even evoking tiny splashes of squirt and another sharp gasp heaving from your chest. He couldn’t help but to smile at your reaction. Brushing the side of your face, Eren burrowed himself further to kiss the top of your head. “Yeah? You wanna have my baby? Get your pretty ass pregnant?…swear you’d look so fucking good..full of me like that..” almost primal and feral in his lovemaking at this point. Huffing and sucking his teeth as that pace became more sporadic. Everything he said, you lingered on it…your lips quivering and brushing against his whilst nodding your head, submitting and consenting to him wholeheartedly.

“Yes! Give it to me!…fuck!” At the same time, those orgasms ripped through both of your bodies like paper through a shredder..tearing about your systems and bringing you the ultimate, insurmountable pleasure. Your womb filled to the brim and a vice grip on his cock. A milky sheath all over that pale member…dumbed out expressions glossed over both of your faces as well as strained tears falling from your eyes. “S-so..good.” “Here, look at me..” just then, he’d cup your chin into the cusp of his fingers and kiss you with the passion of a man who had just returned from the brutal woes of war and truthfully he had but it was all worth it the end.

“I told you, my angel..I always told you, I’d make it back to you.”

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do you better, make it worse • j. kirschtein

watching his best friend mistreat you never sat right with Jean but luckily, he had plans to get your mind off of him once and for all.

content warning and themes: hospital AU, mentions of infidelity, EMT Jean, patient liaison reader, car sex, panty stuffing, hair pulling, choking, fingering, reverse cowgirl, daddy’s used a few times, calls reader slut (not in a derogatory way), squirting, full nelson, creampie

📝: in lieu of me bringing back one of my favorite stories, I’ve decided to once again put the cart before the horse (don’t say it) and revisit one of the dynamics in it. Besides, I’m on a heavy Jean kick lately so here we are.

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he couldn’t stand it….

honestly, he hated it. Hated the way you were treated, hated that you were being misled and hated that someone he called, not only his friend but thought of as a brother, was so casual and callus in hurting such a beautiful woman. Someone who made it her life’s mission to care and look out for others..advocate on their behalf and ensure that they were being cared for. Which was ironic at its finest degree, considering that for the three years (y/n) (l/n) dated Connie Springer; former high school basketball star turned paramedic, no one bothered to clue you in on the fact that he was being unfaithful. He was your very first love and granted, when you two graduated, the relationship seemed to grow. But as was his outside roster as well. While you were holding him down, helping him study and keeping him straight..all while doing your own thing, he was out doing you wrong. Laying up with this girl, texting that girl and having the nerve to come back to you as if everything were just fine. And being completely oblivious to his antics, you would’ve gone on with your business and not thought a thing of it..that all but changed when his best friend Jean came to you one day with a shocking confession and told you that your beloved boyfriend had been sleeping with other women. “This isn’t gonna be easy, (y/n). I’m sorry I kept this from you but I thought you should know.” Not only that, he had solid proof. Pictures, texts and everything…it was a devastating blow and you were riddled with all types of emotions. Anger, sadness, denial..this man had hurt you beyond comprehension and once you found out and confronted him, you let Connie know exactly how you felt. Then, you ended things. As hard as it was, you felt relief in knowing that you were no longer being made a fucking fool of. He was free to do as he pleased..it was no longer your problem.

even so, you were faced with another issue: loneliness. You stood firm in your boundaries and didn’t let Connie back in. Regardless of the fact that you two were now working for the same hospital and you’d see him often while walking the halls of the emergency room. Tending to patient’s non medical needs and getting feedback. In the time since you two split, you had grown prettier by the day; that beautiful dark skin glowing, curly hair getting thicker and so was that gorgeous body. Hitting the gym and gaining happy weight. Still, despite that. You longed for companionship. You wanted your person again and to be loved unconditionally. You wanted someone to take care of you…emotionally, spiritually and especially..physically. As terrible as it sounded, you needed someone to satisfy those carnal desires as well. Someone who would take that stress of a long day away and clear your head.

luckily, you had just the man for the job and in the form of a very familiar face. Someone who had all but saved you from further heartbreak and embarrassment. And now, he was going to help you once more…

“Did you miss me, baby? I missed you..”

“Yes..been thinking about you all day..”

while your ex pleaded and groveled for a second chance, you were sitting pretty in the backseat and lap of his best friend’s car..getting that wet little pussy stuffed full of his fingers! Those thick digits planted inside of your warmth as his tongue swirled the inside of your mouth..the two of you exchanging sloppy tongue kisses and saliva along the way. Another hand..one riddled with tattoos up to the forearm gently clutched your throat as to keep your eyes on him. Of course, you wouldn’t dare look elsewhere. Not when this fine ass man was treating you so well. Some would say that what you guys were doing was wrong or that he broke code between boys but he should’ve considered that while he was out with other women. Now, Jean was filling that void in more ways than one. For the past couple months, the two of you had been hooking up just like this and needless to say, once you got a taste of him, Connie was all but a mere afterthought..

instead, you couldn’t wait to get your fix of the man making out with you. Slowly, he’d work those fingers in and out of that tight little cunt..placing a trail of kisses along your earlobe and jawline, all while filling your head with sweet words. Telling you how pretty you looked and that you were gonna feel so good. That deep voice drops to a low whisper; causing you to clench around his knuckles. Hearing those sweet affirmations from a man who meant it was driving you crazy. “J-jean…baby. I—“ “it’s okay..I got you. Just keep riding those fingers, my love. Keep going, just like that.” All the while, he had snatched your top down to reveal those perky breasts of yours. Always sitting so pretty underneath your work uniform. It was many times when he thought about what you’d look like underneath and now, he was getting the chance. Even at his buddy’s expense!

“So fucking sexy…swear I couldn’t get you off of my mind. Thinking about holding you…kissing on this neck.” Just then, he’d tighten his grip on your throat and grunt in your ear; grinding that covered erect against your ass. “Filling you up. I just wanna make you feel good, baby. Hell of a lot better than he can...” Doting on you as he curled and pumped those digits around inside of you. He was like a feign, an addict for your love and sex. Jean would do whatever it took to ensure that you got off. Just by your moans alone, he knew you were close. He could sense it..that’s what it meant to awareness of your partner’s body. Something that Connie failed to grasp even after all that time of being together. He had done in three months what he couldn’t in three years. It was insane. However, as much as he desired to get you off, he had to get some action of his own! You could feel him growing larger by the second..practically swelling to be let out. Alas, he knew how much more well endowed he was in comparison to others you’d been with so he had to be gentle. Handle you with care as to not hurt you…but give you the pleasure you deserve. So with a swift motion, he’d unbuckle those black uniform cargos and shuffle them down his hips so that he had enough room to maneuver. Unsheathing that thick cock, he’d slap it against your half clothed, plump pussy lips; drumming up smacking noises as he had a finger hooked around your thong to keep them to the side. Your tits were exposed as well..the top part of your dress tugged down and bundled up around your tummy. He couldn’t wait to get a taste.

“Go ahead, pretty girl. Put it in for me..” instructing as he grasped your waist and allowed you to raise yourself up. Those heels that he loved so much digging gently into his seat and aiding you in eventually riding him. As (y/n) lowered yourself back down, both of you released loud, breathy moans. The sensation of your juicy warmth and the fullness provided by his thick girth..stretching you out only seconds in. “Fuck..so fucking good..” clutching the side of the door and the driver headrest to balance yourself as you bounced up and down. Jean knew you were more than capable of handling it so he’d toss his head back and encourage you with all of those filthy words you loved. “There you go. Up and down, just like that. You’re opening up for me so nice..that dick feel good, babygirl?” Questioning in a sweet cooing tone, which had you melting within seconds. The way this man so lovingly cared for your body, you couldn’t help but to submit.

“It’s so good, daddy…never had dick like this. Oh my fucking—ahh!”

drawing out in whiny huffs and soft whimpers along with wetness, that was dripping all down his shaft. Eventually, the vehicle would begin to gently sway in that parking garage from the force of your moving bodies. Clawing into that leather upholstery, (y/n) continued to bog yourself down, taking those deep thrusts to the brunt. “I know..I know it’s a lot, baby. But you’re taking that shit so good..got you creaming. This is my pussy now. Isn’t that right? All mine?” Earning him a very swift ‘yes’ as you trembled and took him to the hilt. Only after he grasped your throat because you were too stuck to even form words. His fingertips tracing soft circles around your clit and those balls slapping against your opening. “That’s what I love to hear, pretty girl. Just keep fucking me…keep—shit!” Drumming out more of those breathy cries from your new boyfriend and deeper thrusts as he began fucking up into you. All but taking the reins and control as the feeling intensified. Eventually, he couldn’t hold still and although he thought that you were doing an amazing job, he needed to really get in it. Clutching the backs of your thick thighs, Jean would proceed to fold your legs up and bring your knees nearly up to his shoulder blades. It was such an insane position but one that felt nearly euphoric. Whilst he made certain each stroke made home inside of your sensitive core, you’d take the thin strings of those panties between your teeth and bite down. Sort of a makeshift gag for your loud cries as he began to pound upward into you. He was coming unglued, like a man unhinged and on a mission. He wanted you to feel every last inch of him. How much he craved you..how much he loved you and this beautiful body. He’d never be so foolish as to squander such a precious thing. Even if he was beating your pussy sore like you were a mere object. “..my little slut..letting me fuck you like this. I’m so thankful, baby. You're gonna come f’r me, right? Come all over this dick? Right here in this fucking car? You couldn’t even wait until I got you to my place. That’s how addicted I got you..” and there was no denying it! When you slung pipe like him, you had every right to brag on it. Regardless, he himself was desperate to release so he’d do whatever it took to coax you to your orgasm so he could reach his. He never allowed himself to come first because he wanted you to get off. Bringing a hand back to that swollen bud, Jean massaged it until you emitted muffled, distorted cries with that cloth tucked between your teeth. Your eyes flush and drip with slight tears from how full he had stuffed you. In a matter of minutes, porcelain colored cream had covered the entirety of his shaft and base, signaling that you were on the brink of reaching your peak. Calling out to him, Jean was quick to turn your head and quell those whispers with gentle kisses and soft caressing to the cheek. “It’s okay..hey, breathe with me, baby. Remember what I told you..” by now, he had hooked your legs into one arm and continued bucking his hips upward. You were both beginning to tap out..reach that final stride and it was only seconds after he patted your slit with gentle slaps did you begin to throb and he knew he couldn’t get another one in before you all but pushed him out so reluctantly, Jean would halt his movements.

“Go ahead, pretty girl. Squirt on this dick..we’ll worry about the seats later. Fuck it.” Smirking as he watched your eye stretch and mouth gape as that slippery orgasm came barreling out of you; soaking everything within your vicinity. He was so satisfied in himself for completely wrecking you. Getting that body so hooked on him, you wouldn’t look back or around for another man ever again. Not even giving you ample time to recuperate, he’d penetrate that tightness once more, so that he could give you what you had been begging him for all week:

“Come in me..come in this fucking pussy, daddy..” Talking him through it as well with gritted teeth and tears rolling down your face. “Want me to nut in it, baby? Veins began to bulge from atop his forehead and Jean was breathing so heavily, eventually letting out a loud cry before spilling every last drop of that seed into your womb. Not stopping for an entire minute and remaining stuck between those walls many moments after. He wanted to enjoy you…be one for as long as possible. Tugging you back against his heaving chest, Jean snaked his tongue between your lips and fed you sloppy pecks before the two of you erupted into a soft chuckle against each other’s mouth. “I love you, Jean. I love you so much..” so proudly declaring as you ran your fingertips along his stubble ridden face. And there was no doubt in your mind that he felt the same. After all, it was him who showed you what that four letter word meant again after facing such heartbreak. But as long as you’d allow him to remain in your life…to care for you with all he had…

“I love you more, pretty girl. Don’t ever forget it.”

he’d make you the happiest woman alive. Even if it meant hurting his best friend to do so! Just then, your love fest was interrupted by a faint buzzing on the heated seats. That’s when you’d both look down to see your phone illuminating with a very familiar contact:

Connie: I miss you (y/n)..please call me. I’m sorry.

but needless to say, he wouldn’t be getting a reply any time soon.

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life imitates art

tw: gunplay, b!ood kink, spit play, dumbification, thigh riding, bc I’m a sick fuck + kinktober is on my brain now but hear me out…

musician eren! doing a video where he’s holding a weapon, like he’s robbing/killing someone and he ends up covered in blood, all shirtless. Just looking all primal and sexy. It goes viral everywhere…all the women on Twitter are losing their shit. Saying how good he looks. Comments like “I understand, (y/n).” “(Y/N) thinks she’s better than me. She really won at life 😭😩” With screen caps of your rapper husband carrying a pistol and showered in blood as he sits with a cigarette in his mouth and his grills in. You’re constantly getting tagged and trust, hubby’s new song is on repeat in your insta stories but little does he know how much influencer (y/n) loves it as well and needless to say, it becomes your favorite one he’s ever made. One scene in particular that gets you is when a girl in the video is on her knees, with a gun in her mouth..licking it as he stands over her, holding it. So now, you want him to reenact it with him and he’s more than happy to oblige! So fast forward a couple days and he’s got you sitting on his lap..eyes all droopy and tongue out as he teases the barrel of his 45MM against your thighs, tapping you with it to pop them open. Only to tease it against your panties as you’re grinding on his thigh.

“There you go, princess…now, put it in your mouth. Careful..”

his voice all gravelly as he places that gun between your lips, watching you drool and gag on it. Once he sees you’re comfortable, he starts slowly fucking your mouth with it and lets you slowly grind on his lap. You’re getting turned on; so wet that it’s staining his Amiris and he gently pulls your tits out to grope them as you helplessly straddle his leg like a helpless little slut. And he’s so happy he married you..because who else would be down to try some crazy ass shit like this?

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favorite song • e. jaeger

“I’m on the stage right now, singing your favorite song. I look in the crowd and you’re nowhere to be found as they sing along.”

synopsis: influencer (y/n) forms a close friendship with the infamous rapper, EJ after working together and Eren wishes it could be more. Too bad someone else is in the way..

content warning and themes: angsty vibes, early stages of their relationship, mentions of abuse and cheating, mentions of alcohol, light mentions of sex, kissing, comfort at the end because I truly love them. (also, a couple spoilers for the next reverb chapters)

📝: y’all know these two are just very special to me 😩🤞🏾 like I’m so hopelessly in love with a relationship that doesn’t exist and I couldn’t stop thinking about that Toosii song (legit had it on repeat as I wrote this)

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Atlanta, Georgia. One of the most infamous cities in the country and a staple in the music industry. From the illustrious strip clubs where the rappers came to play and the countless, legendary musicians to be birthed from the famed A-Town..it was iconic. It was also one of EJ the Don’s favorite places to perform. The crowd’s energy was always top tier, the fans were live and he always enjoyed himself.

“Thank you, Atlanta! You know I fucking love you guys and I appreciate all the love you show me…” nearing the conclusion of his two hour set, the artist began to give him obligatory speech, thanking all of his loyal supporters and everyone who turned out tonight. From the insane songs that triggered two huge mosh pits to the slower joints that had brought forth the baddest bitches in the crowd..serenaded underneath dimmed lights as he strummed the guitar and sang to them. It was an entire vibe and like all of his shows, he never wanted it to end. But alas, it was getting later into the night and he was becoming jaded. However, he couldn’t leave his loyal fans without something special!

“This next song…this next song is one that’s very near to my heart..just like the person I wrote it for. They can’t be here tonight but I hope wherever they are..they hear it.”

upon taking a seat on his stool, a stage hand came out and handed Eren his electric guitar..a jet black Fender with chrome and red accents and hand painted roses; named Carla after his mom who gifted it to him on his twenty first birthday. It’s the most precious thing he’s ever received and now he was about, he was about to play a ballad to the most precious person in his life right now. Propping the instrument up on his knee, he’d take the pick that was pursed between his lips and begin to strum slowly..tattooed digits tapping at the E Minor and D strings, creating a soft yet high pitched tune. It was something that he didn’t normally do during his performances but there was a first time for everything. As he began to sing, accompanied by the instrumentals and backtracks, sounding out across the packed arena, he began to croon out the words to a track he titled ‘Everything’, in which he pours out his heart, how that person meant everything to him and everything that he loved about them. It was so beautiful, authentic and yet…maintained bits of signature rap style. The crowd was cheering; ladies fawning from the front row, men nodding their head and everyone was enjoying themselves. The one person he needed there however…was nowhere to be found. The person who inspired it and who burst into tears when he first played it. That person…was you. His precious (y/n). A girl adorned by many and the object of desire for for thousands of men. Captivating the world with your flawless pole skills and ethereal beauty. A one of a kind woman, as rare and priceless as any jewel. You were truly his everything.

but sadly, it could only be confessed in the form of this song, as he was certain you were somewhere in the arms of another guy. Laid up in bed, carrying on a loveless relationship with someone who didn’t see your worth. He hated it. He hated that he couldn’t be the one holding you right now and making all those doubts and insecurities disappear…he even recalled the last time he spoke to you. A little over three weeks ago…as he sat begging and pleading for you to be with him instead.

FLASHBACK

“I don’t get it, (y/n). Why the fuck do you even stick around? It doesn’t make sense..”

“I wish I could tell you why…but I can’t. I guess I’m just scared.”

“Scared of what?! Because if he’s putting his hands on you, I’ll splatter his brains as soon as he comes through that door.”

it was a conversation you’d never expect to have but an inevitable one nonetheless. It was going to come to this eventually…after all, you were sitting at the kitchen counter of your high rise condo, sobbing your eyes out and picking up pieces of shattered glass from a broken vase, slammed to the ground by your no good, sorry ass, abusive, cheater of a boyfriend. Why a woman as beautiful as you would ever think to stick around and put up with such bullshit, was beyond anyone. Including the man standing in front of you. The one who would wipe tears from that pretty face all the time..who had watched you cry as he held you.

“Look, (y/n). I can’t tell you what to do but I’ll be damned if I sit here and let you get treated like this. You deserve better than whatever the fuck he’s doing. Why won’t you just leave?!”

something far easier said than done..truth was, being in a relationship with a high powered executive while trying to make it up the ladder in the entertainment industry was not for the weak. And trying to break away was a whole lot harder!..the repercussions you could face; not only would he have you blackballed from every event or potential job you’d ever think to have but he’d have everyone turning on you. It’d be career suicide! Howvever, Eren didn’t care. He didn’t give a damn what that piece of shit thought he was capable of…he only cared about your well-being and watching you cover up your sadness with sips of liquor was driving him insane. He loved you and wanted to protect you with his life. He wanted to wake up every day next to you, smiling as he saw you in your most pure form; no makeup and all that natural beauty and make love to you every single night. He wanted to be the one who’s name you cried out as you clawed his back and begged him to go deeper. He couldn’t stand this..stepping closer, Eren cupped the sides of your face, tilting it upward so that you could see him. See him in all the vulnerability he had to offer.

“Listen..I just want you to be happy. Fuck all that other noise. Just leave with me and we’ll figure i—“

“Stop it, Eren, I can’t put you in this mess. He’ll ruin everything you worked hard for and that’s not fair. I’m not worth it!”

hearing those words nearly shattered his heart into a million pieces. Never had he felt the way he had about anyone in his young twenty five years the way he did about you. No one made his heart flutter and his soul feel complete the way you did and he couldn’t let you think anything less of yourself than what you were..

“..baby, don’t you realize I’m already in? I’m not going anywhere, even if you push me away right now. You mean more to me than any of this. I don’t care if I ever touch a Grammy, an awards show or any of that shit. You’re all I want. Please..”

and in that moment, you could do nothing more than helplessly fall into his arms. Stuffing your tear ridden face into the comfort of his chest and that black tee he was sporting and as always, he was right there to hold you close and coddle you in his grasp.

“Eren…”

PRESENT

so as he strummed those notes, singing out with all that he harbored..lights from illuminated cell phones swaying back and forth..

“And if you let me, I’ll be your everything..”

he hoped that somewhere, somehow..you could hear it. Not just with your ears but your heart and truly feel the message. That it would motivate you to finally go where you belonged. With him.

“Can you hear me, (y/n)? Are you listening…because I’m playing this song just for you. For us..I’ll always be with you no matter what.”

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