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I’m gon make you feel it - E.J headcannon

i know eren would definitely be the type to press down on your lower stomach to feel how deep he is inside of you.

He’s the type to say “fuck baby do you feel how deep i am inside of you.” Stopping the pace of his large cock which was drilling in and out of you, his dick shape imprinted on your stomach.

He'd drag his hand over it softly and after seeing how deep he was inside you, he would flash you with the brightest grin before saying “nobody could pleasure you the way i do” and begin to thrust into you again.

defo an eren thing to do 🤣

authors note: I’m so grateful for the love my smut has been receiving lately i love u guys so much. This is a repost.

minors dni 🩷 love yall

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Satosugu at the beach 🏖️

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ゆびさきと恋々 | a sign of affection episode two - to affection

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woof.

backshots with eren are absolutely lethal. like, just imagine.

your head is completely buried into the pillow. eren has your back arched real good for him, one hand on your back to keep it that way. you huff out a moan which each of his thrusts, your slick painting his cock and slowly dripping down your thighs as he’s working your third orgasm. you lean yourself forward in an attempt to give yourself mercy, only for him pull you back all the way on his dick. any time you raise a hand to push him back or brace yourself, he slams it back down and tightens his grip on you. it’s all so dirty.

“fuck ren- i can’t- fuckkk…”

“uh uh, stop running. take this dick.”

he takes a hand and slaps your ass, adding to his collection of red/dark purple marks he’s created. you can barely hold yourself up and as bad as you wanna tap out, he just feels so good.

“s-so good…’s too much.”

and he wouldn’t stop anyway, the lewd sounds of your cunt squelching with every thrust and the view of your ass moving back against him is sending him to heaven. not only that, he knows you love this almost as much as he does.

“throw that ass back. yeah, just like that. my good little girl.”

no matter how rough he was you did what you were told and you took him so well, you really are such a good girl for him. your ass was slamming against him as you took every inch of him, you slurring your words and moaning out for him like a prayer.

“s-so wet..y’ make me so wet..”

and oh, he knows. no matter how much you joke around or are too embarrassed to admit it, eren goes to sleep at night knowing no one could ever have you screaming like this, only he knows how to have you soaked in a matter of seconds.

© rumisgf

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this ate omg

𝐎𝐥𝐝 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬, 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 | toji fushiguro

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: Your ex-husband bringing the kids over for trick-or-treating is one thing; him wanting to spend the night at your place is another. But it's just for the night. There's no way one night can rekindle some old feelings...right?

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: ex-husband! Toji x fem! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - the reader is around their mid-30s - Tsumiki (age 11) and Megumi (age 10) - mutual pining - kissing/makeout sessions - unprotected sex - Daddy kink - breast sucking + nipple play - fingering (f! receiving) - oral (f! receiving) - spooning + mating press - cervix fucking - breeding kink - praise - clitoral play (pressing and grinding) - pet names (baby, good girl, mama, princess, sweetie, sweet thing) - you and Toji have been divorced for five years - cameos: Gojo, Utahime and Mei Mei - mention of drool/spit and tears - humor bc I'm [not] funny.

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 7.6k (....dawg.)

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: happy Halloween, everyone!! so, randomly missed writing ex-husband! toji bc it's lowkey my favorite, soooo yeah, this is what we're doing to celebrate the end of the month! anywho, happy October, beautiful ppl, and tysm for reading my works!! Alsooo, ty for 2.8k!!!

“Trick-or-treat!!”

“Gasp—Oh my goodness!” 

“We came to celebrate Halloween! Also, Megumi forgot his toothbrush here again.”

Opening your door to children at the sunset of Halloween day isn’t out of the ordinary or anything special. However, it’s always a pleasant surprise when it’s two kids you hold dear to your heart. You greet them with a hug, two siblings you know too well to say you’re acquainted with. If anything, you’re practically family. 

The raven-haired brother, referred to as Megumi, speaks up. “It’s not my fault! Dad was rushing me last time.”

“Because you had to bring your stuffed animals last time, holding us back for your baseball practice.” Tsumiki, the older sister, snapped back. The two argue amongst themselves in front of you as you try to mediate. It’s no avail until another voice comes to the fray.

“All right, chill out, you two.” The voice belonged to the person approaching the porch stairs, your eyesight capturing the familiar figure walking up with two duffle bags. The one standing tall before you was the father of the children, Toji Fushiguro. Who’s also known as your one and only former husband. “Get inside and finish y’r homework, or else we’re goin’ back home.” 

The siblings stop bickering and head inside, taking off their shoes at the foyer and walking upstairs. Now that they’re gone, you turn to the man with the jet-black hair, his viridian orbs focused on you. The weather was chilly, so the man wore his usual dark denim jacket over his plain black sweatshirt, matching his jeans. “You look good, big guy. What’s in the bags?”

He greets you with a curled lip, and the scar on the side of his lip lifts. “Picked them up from their after-school sports, so it’s their sports gear and costumes for tonight. Mind helpin’ me here?” 

“Hmmm,” you merge your facial expressions to that of faux pondering, turning your back to Toji. “Nah, can’t. Got dinner to finish making.”

“Hmph, should’ve known.” He makes his way through between you and the front door. “Wouldn’t wanna break your pretty nails carrying heavy shit, huh, princess?” 

You glare at him using the nickname, hating his patronizing gaze. “From what I remembered, you would never let me carry the heavy stuff because you thought I was too fragile and easy to break. So how about that, Mr. Knight in Shining Armor?”

“Really? I don’t remember sayin’ all that before. You must’ve put me in a spell.” 

“Probably, I’ve been told I’m quite cute~.”

“Mmm, nah, more like an old hag of a witch.” Toji barks a laugh at your offended reaction, and he immediately ducks and heads for the stairs when you throw a sandal at him.

“At the very least, say I’m a cute witch, fucker.” You say the final word under your breath, grabbing the sandal you threw and heading back to the kitchen.

To say you and Toji were acquainted with one another would be the biggest understatement of the century. The two of you met a decade ago, fell madly in love, and married within a year of the relationship. When you tied the knot, Tsumiki had to have been two years old, and Megumi just turned one year old. You two had been together for four years after that, and you could confidently say those were one of [if not THE] best years of your life. You often second-guessed yourself being in a relationship with someone who had children, fearing that they wouldn’t like you or ignore you.

However, those worries were blown right away as the days went by. Every time you spent time with the children brought you three closer than ever; it was to the point that they saw you as their mother. How sweet! And there’s no denying that Toji loved you. The man would break someone’s nose for you  — yes, it happened before, and it wasn’t pretty — for you were his sweet little thing that kept him going.  

Well, if it was so great, why the divorce? Let’s just say you weren’t Toji’s first love. That title would have to be awarded to the Megumi’s mother. Even in her unfortunate passing, you can tell that Toji loved that woman like no other. It didn’t make you jealous or anything, seeing the man you love still mourn for a dead woman. Hell, you’d probably do the same if you were him. But, you can’t lie; it felt like you were cast over a “shadow” when it came to her influence. It was damn near suffocating to bear, especially in those four years of marriage. So, for your sake and his aching heart, you pulled him aside and suggested a divorce. And Toji didn’t fight you on the proposition, signing the papers and setting you free from the thick air.

Although things ended between you two, that didn’t mean things stopped being what they were. If anything, it was as if nothing happened at all. Even if you still don’t live under the same roof, you still make time to hang with the Fushiguros, whether invited to some occasion or exchange phone calls or texts to check up on them. Even now, five years after your separation, it warms your heart knowing that you get to interact with the people you care about. 

There are moments you find yourself missing living under the same roof with all three of them and living alone can be pretty lonely. But all in all, as long as they’re comfortable and trust you enough to be around, there’s no need to change things up again. Like right now — the four of you sit at the dinner table eating before the kids go off trick-or-treating.

“Are you going to trick-or-treat with us, Y/n?” The brown-haired child sitting next to you asks while finishing up her dinner. 

“Sorry, not this time, gotta be at a Zoom meeting for my job in a few minutes. But I do have someone else to take my place. Gojo will be here at around—Why are you two making that face?” You stop mid-sentence to notice Megumi and Toji at the other side of the table, displaying disgusted facial expressions at the mention of the white-haired other’s name.

“Why him?” They said in unison.

“Why not??” You question their irritation.

“He’s so annoying…” Again, in unison. Proof enough that they’re father and son.

You sigh as you get up to take your plate to the sink. “Oh, come on, you two, it’s not like he’ll be with you guys the entire night. He has a party at a friend’s he’s going to later.” 

“Isn’t he too old to trick-or-treat?” Tsumiki questions, noting that Gojo is way past his undergraduate years. 

“He is, but whatever gets that prick any free sweets,” Toji answers his daughter before getting up to put his dish in the sink. 

You exit the kitchen, head into the living room, and sit on the couch. The laptop you had placed there was ready to open and unlock, and you clicked on applications and windows to look through before your meeting started in the next three to two minutes. He should be here about—

DING-DONG!!

Now.

Right on cue, you motion for Toji to grab the front door, and he follows your command. “Kids, Gojo’s here!” You shout out to the two kids who still sit at the table. “When you’re done eating, you can go upstairs and put your costumes on. But whoever finishes last has to do the dishes.” You can hear commotion from the table as the brunette rushes to put her dish in the sink and dash for the stairs. Megumi groans to himself; you giggle when you hear him mutter an “Aww man…”

You pull out your headphones to connect to your laptop, put them in their respective ears, and prepare yourself for the meeting. Ignoring the faint passive-aggressive tones of your ex-husband when greeting Gojo at the door…

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Your eyes flutter open, noticing the lighting change around the living room. The orange sunlight no longer decorated the space, substituted with the gradual darkness that overtakes you. The only source of light you can figure out is the flashing from the television screen.

Aside from the TV, there are no other signs of life. There aren’t any signs of Tsumiki or Megumi around playing or causing a raucous. It could only mean the two are still trick-or-treating with Gojo. 

One blink, two blinks. I must’ve fallen asleep after the meeting… You hum while sinking to the couch, burying your face into the pillow. 

But…since when did your pillow act like it was breathing with a heartbeat? And…I smelt that cologne before…How?

“Ya awake now?”

You raise your head, realizing you are not lying on your couch. Technically, you were; however, you were lying on something else on the furniture with you – more like someone. 

It’s then you realize that you were lying on Toji during your entire slumber, him leaning on the end of the couch, one leg spread to make room for you to sleep on him while you sit on the other. And you can guess that you had your head on his chest, snuggling up to his warm figure. He looks at you with his green eyes now darkened by the room, yet you can see their glow from the television light. And that small smile he gives you, the scar on the right side of his lip lifted upward. The familiar butterflies in your stomach flutter like before. Like old times sake…That must be embarrassing, huh?

You frantically try to get off of him, “Sorry about that, I thought—“

“No, no,” Toji places a stern hand on your back, keeping you from moving further. “You were comfortable.” 

You stare at him for a few seconds until your face contours to a look, and a smile starts to creep up while you situate yourself back to your original position, pressing your face back on his chest to listen to the beats of his heart again. “I recall having this couch all to myself not too long ago, so where’d you come from?”

“Well, I wanted to watch some sports highlights, but I figured you’d kick my ass if I pulled you off and had you sleep on the floor instead.” With the click of your tongue, he chortles. You bet your ass I would. “So, I decided to have ya sleep on me while I watch TV.”

“What’s wrong with the other side of the couch? It’s quite vacant and enough for a big guy like you.” 

“True,” his hand rubs circles on your back, an old habit he did when he used to have you like this. “But then I’d be lonely.” 

You titter. “That’s big for someone who said he thrives on being alone.”

“I thrive being alone when I’m working.” You’re glad he can’t see your eyes roll; he’d probably grab you by the cheeks like a child. “Besides, why would I wanna be alone when I have you for myself.”

And there it is, your cheeks begin to warm up. Or was it because you’re so close to him that his heat is transferring to you? That’s probably it, yeah. Let’s change the subject…”How long was I out for? I remember the kids left around 7:30-ish.”

“Mmm, it’s going to eleven right now.”

Three and a half hours? Damn. “It’s past their bedtime.”

Toji scoffs. The abrupt motion of his chest rising is satisfying in a way that makes you even more comfortable. “You still think they’re gonna sleep with all that sweet shit they got?” He snickers some more as you shake your head.

“They know better. When you guys get home, be sure to put their candy bags on the top shelf of the closet for the morning.” 

“Still traumatized from that one time?” 

“Uhhh, yes??” The memory flashes to you for a quick moment, but the dread from before still haunts you. Megumi was six years old and Tsumiki seven, returning home from trick-or-treating and immediately tasting their labor from that night. However, what you didn’t expect was for them both to eat almost half their bags. Let’s just say, thanks to their sugar rushes, they didn’t drop dead until the hour hand touched two of the morning. “Unless it’s the weekend, never again.”

The way the older man chuckles is so therapeutic — it nearly makes you want to fall asleep again. “You weren’t the one chasin' Megumi all over the place tryin' to get him to sleep. Little squirt gets his speed from me.”

“Awww, poor you~” You can sense the glare as you respond in a condescending, sing-song tune. “You and him are always butting heads. Like father, like son.”

“Tch, hate that sayin’ so fuckin’ much.”

“Why? ‘Because it’s true?”

“Shut up.” The hand he used to rest his head comes down to pinch your nose. You wriggle out of his hold with giggles, but he happily keeps you grounded to him with his stronghold and a leg wrapped around to prevent yours from moving. “He only listens to you. Such a sweet lil’ baby to you, huh? Puttin’ my own son against me.”

More giggles prompt out of tiny guilt, and you bring up a hand to rub on his chest. “He’s such a bright boy now. Growing up so big and fast.”

“Miki, too. That girl is way too smart fr' me to catch up. And she’s becoming so kind and strong, crazy to think she made me play teacups when she could barely go down the stairs by herself.” Toji hums, the vibrations felt on the pads of your fingers. “Think she gets that from you.” 

You shook your head. “They’re your babies. They do amazing things because they have a big guy like you to catch them if they ever fall.”

“Hmm, fair…But let’s not pretend I’m the best dad in the world. Fuck, never in my life did I think I’d be a dad, especially with two kids. I didn’t know shit back then — still! I still don’t know shit.” You don’t say anything, just listening to him voice his thoughts to you. Because he knows you’d listen – you always do. “If you weren’t there for them, I don’t think they’d be shining like this. Y’re definitely the thing that brought us up together. They look up to you so much. Ya did so well with them.”

Nodding aimlessly, his black sweatshirt grazing on your cheek. “Thank you. Same to you. Didn’t do so bad yourself, big guy.”

“Mmm.”

Nothing is said between you two after that. The only thing that makes noise is the voices coming from the television. The volume lowered, an initiative you could guess from Toji wanting you to get some rest. The silence was too awkward that it might torture some, but it was fine where it was. There was no need to change it, especially when you were comfortable in each other’s embrace.

That is, until Toji asks, “Do you miss it?” The rubs on your back go slower, his fingertips drawing a ticklish sensation.

“Of course I do. All the time.” You answer honestly, turning your head to rest your chin on him. Your eyes glimpse directly at his, giving him a tiny grin. “Why ask? I know the kids miss me being around; what about you? Miss me nagging and putting you to work all the time?”

He sneers at your comment. “Every day.”

It was such a simple answer, yet it had the power to wipe that smirk right off your face. Your eyes locked in his sight, and your heart tuning to an irregular rhythm. Oh, come on, Y/n, get a grip! “Ahem—Toji, I hope you know that I never stopped missing everything we had — I never will. Those years that we shared were probably the best I’ve had. We had happy moments, others sad, of course. But, God, do I miss it all. I miss it so much. I miss having you guys here. Miki and Gumi and—“

“Me?” Good Lord, if this man doesn’t stop looking at you with those goddamn eyes of his, such captivating orbs that say more than he lets on. Your breath hitches, and so does the hand on your back. “Hmm? Ya miss me, baby?”

Oh, for fuck’s sake. Why’d you have to call me that? And it gets worse when he places his free hand on your cheek, his thumb brushing your skin while the forefinger teases the lobe and tragus of your ear. Goddammnit…

“...Yes,” your voice was down a whisper, which could easily be mistaken with the television. But you know Toji heard you, loud and clear. “Especially you, Toji.” You said it. The words that he wanted to hear from you. They felt so forbidden to say, yet it was the truth. You avert your gaze away from him. But you knew that wouldn’t work, not right now. Toji taps your cheek with his thumb, and your eyes sheepishly return to his.

He doesn’t say anything, and that makes your heart beat at an unbearable rate. It’s all you can hear when you stare into his deep emerald eyes, the sound of it ringing your eardrums as if you could puke. Your throat running dry, so you gulp to ease the uncomfortable bob. If something could just happen to end this anxious torture, that would be great. 

And then your prayers get answered: something does happen. Toji slowly brings his face closer to yours — your body goes rigid, and you instantly face away before the inevitable happens. No, I didn’t mean that!

“Aht aht, don’t do that, baby.” His hand slithers from your cheek to your chin, forcing you to face straight at him. “Lemme see you.”

“Toji, wait,” your voice travels out in a shaky breath. “We shouldn’t be doing this. We can’t cross this line anymore.”

He listens to your pleas, but his body does otherwise. Placing a gentle kiss on your forehead while the hand on your back snakes downward. “Why not?” His gruff voice dialed down to a whisper.

“Because—Mmmm…” Toji interrupts you by licking the helix of your ear. Oh, you slick bastard. “We’re supposed to be done…” 

“That’s not stoppin’ me from takin’ care of my sweet thing.” Jesus Christ, you almost melted from the way he whispered that to your ear. He’s pulling out all the same old tricks, and it gets more hellish by the second as you try not to give in. “So, y're gonna let me take care of you like I always do, right, mama?”

Both his hands now rest on your ass, groping it while your hips sway as if they have a mind of their own. The leg between yours comes up slightly, making you ride on it. The heat on your cheeks has already blossomed to your ears, making it hard to think straight. Gripping his sweatshirt, your hips ride his thigh to ease the throbbing sensation that grows with every motion. Good God, you shouldn’t be doing this. You know you shouldn’t be doing this. However, it’s been so long that you felt wanted like this — wanted by him. It’s all the same – his voice, his hands, his words, his body, and the names he calls – yet here you are turning into putty. 

“Haaahh, Mmmfff…Toji, please,” Toji withdraws his face from your shoulder, leaving him to examine your expression. You must look so dumb right now, with your hooded eyes and shivering lips. But, at this point, do you even care? “Please…Treat me right.”

One moment, you see his gaze narrow with a devious glint. Next, you’re taken aback when Toji slams his lips on yours, kissing and sucking your bottom lip until you give him access. With a moan, you open your mouth for him and sink deeper into the kiss. Your hands come around his neck, keeping him focused on you and you alone. Not that he would have it any other way.

His strong hands continue to knead your asscheeks while you hump and grind on his thigh. Nibbling on your lip, you whimper helplessly for him. It strokes his ego, knowing he’s making you like this, the fucking bastard. He takes in your tiny cries happily, shoving his tongue to play with yours. You give in to him, almost losing your balance riding his thigh, yet Toji’s lips never leave yours.

You break the kiss to get an imperative breath, panting loudly and sweetly for him as Toji kisses and licks your ear. The sounds make your lower region twitch. “Hnnmm, fuck…That’s my girl. So fuckin’ good fr’ me always, Y/n…” You can feel him slide a hand up to the hem of your leggings, forcing it inside for his thick fingers to brush up on the bare flesh of your butt. You gasp sharply. Him squeezing your butt has you biting down on his sweatshirt. “—Hahhh, Oh God, Toji,” With every squeeze, he inches closer to your panty-covered chasm, where you know he’d find a damp spot. Please touch me. Please, please, plea—

CLACK-CLINK!!

The two of you are frozen stiff when you hear the sound of the door opening and closing, the foyer lights turned on. “Alright~, we got you guys home. See ya later!” That was Gojo’s voice, indicating everyone was finally back from trick-or-treating. This means that Tsumiki and Megumi are about to see you on top of their father, his hand in your leggings and smacking lips with yours. Your eyes shoot wide with horror — immediately remove yourself from Toji and stand up from the couch to pull your bottoms up. You barely had the chance to peek at Toji because the kids already run to the living room to find you two.

“Y/n, Y/n, look!” The brunette was the first to greet you with her adorable pink Barbie cowgirl costume. She and her brother, dressed as Sasuke Uchiha, cheerfully showcased their pillowcases full of candy. “Look at all this candy we got!”

“Wooow, you guys really went on a haul,” you can only hope they can’t see you sweating bullets through your fake reaction. “Wh–Where’s Gojo?” 

“He dropped us off here a few seconds ago and left for the party,” The raven-haired boy answered while scanning his pillowcase.

You only nod along until you frantically wipe your mouth, realizing the tiny trail of spit from the corner of your mouth. “Umm—Ahem, well then, I’m glad you two got all that candy. Now, let’s hurry up and get you guys home so you can get ready for school tomorrow!” 

But the children didn’t move an inch. Actually, they looked like they were going to tell you something. You lift a brow. Oh no, they’re going to look at each other. They looked at each other and then glanced back at you. Oh, God, no. “Uhhh, Y/n, we were thinking.” Big sister Tsumiki is always the one who asks the following question. “Can we stay over?”

You inhale a massive breath, yet you do your best not to exhale a heavy sigh. “Kids, you promised to keep the overnight stays to three at max per month. This will be the fifth!” 

“Yeah, but it’s dark out. Plus, it’s way past our bedtime.” The younger chimes in with a tiny pout. “We’ll be asleep by the time Dad gets us home.”

And here comes Tsumiki with the tag-team response to add on. “And that means he’ll have to make continuous trips back and forth from the car. Picking me and Megumi up, getting our bookbags, the bags full of candy, the whole thing! We already packed up our PJs just in case.” 

You stood there staring at the two in astonishment. There’s no way they thoroughly planned this out. There’s just no way… And to make it worse, they were making valid arguments. You open your mouth to say something, but the two give the best puppy eyes they can. The wave of guilt hits like a train, internally cringing. You turn to Toji, who still sits on the couch, and the motherfucker only gives you a shrug. Wow, what a helpful father he is.

You groan into your hands, shaking your head while looking at the kids who wait for your verdict. “…Alright, you can stay as long as you PROMISE to put those candy bags in my bedroom closet. Deal?” The happy smiles and aggressive head shakes should answer your question. “Good, now go ahead and take your showers before you head for bed.” They rushed to the stairs by the time you finished that sentence, so enthusiastic about staying the night at your house, and you can’t help but smile hearing their footsteps run up the stairs. 

With that being said, you turn to the older man again. Your brows are trenched down, but your smile is still present. “So, you legit just sat there and let those two tag-team me like that? In my own house?”

Another shrug with a dumb smirk on his handsome face. “Told you: too smart fr’ me to catch up.” You shake your head before exiting to get the kids and guest rooms ready, leaving him with the television. 

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The midnight hour has finally danced its way into the darkness of the night. Halloween is finally over, and the month of October is no more. The pitter-patter sound of the rain cleanses the neighborhood of its merits and festivities that partook hours ago, ready for a new phase of the year to take over.

After having the guest room ready with sheets and sleepwear for Toji and kissing the kids goodnight, you rinse your stress off with a nice shower and put on your pajamas to get ready for bed. After you turn the lights off, you drape the comforter over your figure as your body sinks with the cozy sheets and pillowcase. Your eyes close while focusing on the curtains of your window, the only light piercing inside being the lampposts by the street. 

…Well, at least that’s what’s supposed to happen. But that’s not the case because you’re not the only one lying comfortably on your mattress. Instead, Toji is here with you, in your room, on your bed, his chest to your back, and his hand roaming inside your oversized shirt. Your lips are now connected with his, sharing your erotic moans with his enticing groans, and you get a little louder as his fingers cup and play with your breast.

“Mmphh…Ahhhh, I thought I told you you’re sleeping in the guest room—Nmmff!” He tweezes your nipple with his forefinger and thumb roughly.  

“And I thought you’d be smart enough to know that wasn’t gonna happen.” Toji kisses the crook of your neck, drawing near your ear for him to whisper. “Besides, look at you. Still sleepin’ with no underwear on?”

“Hmph, only when I have a man around the house.” That answer got you another rough tweak on your nip and a purposeful gnaw to your ear. You knew he’d react like that, never liking the mention of another man leaving your mouth – especially during an intimate time like this.

“That so? What man you know that can handle all this?” Toji then moves from his side to be between your legs, pulling up your shirt to fully expose your chest. And your breathe hitches while his free hand travels down your abdomen to your bottoms.

“Ahhhh, no one. Just you...” You look at him with half-lidded eyes, taking in his reaction to what you said. The salacious grin on his face becoming broader should entail that he greatly loved that retort.

He brings his face to your other unattended nipple, “Good answer, princess.” The nub of your breast enters his mouth, and the wet warmth of his tongue greets it with lapped motions and grazes from his teeth. Despite that, it doesn’t distract you from the fact your bottoms are pulled down with ease and are thrown to the bedroom floor, leaving your cunt out for him, your erotic fluids seeping and glistening from the outside lights. 

Toji plays with your folds until he can stuff his pointer finger into your chasm, the insertion resulting in your body’s jolt. It’s been a long while since you had his thick digit inside you, playing and scraping the inner walls to evoke whimpers. God, it felt so good, this satisfying feeling returning to awaken your body to his touch. He interacts with your body as if he’s the only person who knows how to get you going – and it’s the truth. No one can put you in a blissful haze quicker than this man. And you’d prefer to keep it that way. 

The addition of his middle finger into your leaky entrance startles you, the thick digit making its way in with such vigor that he uses both fingers to scrape the velvety texture of your walls. Your eyes are now screwed shut at the growing commotion between your thighs, and the heat within your body flourishing all around gets to your head. “—Khmm, Oh fuuck, Toji. Please, don’t stop.” 

With a soft ‘pop’ noise from his lips, Toji replies to your demands. “I’m sorry, what’s my name again?” You giggle with trenched brows. Of course, how could I forget?

“Nmmph, D-Daddy, pleaseee, I’m so clo—Ahhhann!!” He puts his thumb to your clit, grinding down on it unexpectedly. “I wanna cum, pleaseee…”

“Hmmm, good girl,” he teased, laying down kisses, nibbling on the skin of your stomach and inner thighs until he arrives at your leaking slit. Your body jerks up from the bed when you feel the cold, wet muscle slowly lick on your clitoris before ravaging your folds. The sounds of his mouth on your cunt are so lewd to the ear, slurping noises from his lips with the lapping motions of his tongue claiming your come are too much for you. And when he uses his hand to swipe and pinch your clit? Oh, it’s a wrap. Your release comes out without control, biting down on your bottom lip to make sure your cries don’t leave this space for the kids to hear. Their room is on the other side down the hall; tonight isn’t the night for too many risks.

When your trembling body calms down and subsides, Toji withdraws his face from between your thighs. Your essence paints his mouth, and he wipes his chin clean while licking the remnants that coat his scarred lips. “Hmph, missed tastin’ you like that.” You open your eyes when your high finally evades you, watching your ex-husband pull down his sweats. His erection springs out and hits his stomach, your mind going rampant with thoughts as you ogle at his freed limb. Shit, it’s been so long. Will that shit even fit me again?

“Don’t think it’ll fit, baby?” Damn him, he loves teasing you. Toji then discards his black wife-beater, at long last revealing his well-built, brawny physique that has you drooling for him. He uses his hands to maneuver your legs—your knees pushed to your chest as your legs propped up on his shoulders. A position you’re all too familiar with. Your eyes don’t leave Toji’s cock as he aligns his cock to your slick-coated folds. “Take some breaths fr’ me, sweetie. Can’t take care of you when you’re all tense.”

You take up on his advice and begin taking deep breaths, reminding yourself to maintain the steady pattern as he pushes the tip of his dick between the lips of your cunt. Every inhale is where he nudges into the hole of your inner cavern, and every exhale gives you time to breathe out the pain that comes in for a split second. This carries on until the cockhead wedges itself perfectly into your vagina, along with the inches of his girth that stretches until the base kisses your lips, the tip of him kissing your cervix. Tears swell up in your eyes, taking more deep breaths to prepare yourself for what’s about to come. 

“Oooh fuuuck…Heh, yeah, that’s my baby right there. Fittin’ so perfect fr’ me, mama…” He puts his weight on you, keeping your figure unmoving under his bow. 

“Nmmmf, Daddyyy,” you’re forced to take in all of him, and drool trails down your lips with no hope of taking care of it. “…I’m so full, you’re too much…”

“I know, sweetie, I know.” He wipes your spit after kissing your forehead. How gentle compared to what you’re about to go through. “Gonna move now.” His thrusts start slow for the two of you to adjust to each other; the feeling of his length’s veins coming in and out of your chasm is so euphoric, and the kisses to your cervix want your body to writhe and squirm. But you’re bent into this position for a reason: forced to submit to him no matter what. So you do just that.

Yet your horny haze gets more potent once he picks up the pace, rutting into you with increased speed. Your slit, still sensitive from earlier, gets overstimulated with the constant grazes on your gummy walls and jabs to your tender cervix. It takes everything in your power not to come so early.

“—Hahhhh, Nmmph. Oh, shit, shit, shit…” Toji groans above you, the thrusts of his pelvis increase to an irregular rhythm, grinding deep into your cunt to the point of uncontrollable babbles escaping your lips. His bullying on your insides results in you gripping his length hard, causing the older man to hiss and moan at your contractions. “—Ohhhfuuuckk!! Jesus Christ, baby. Y’re gonna make me go crazy.” 

As if that wasn’t already happening now that he pistons his cock into your wetness, your brain turning into mush from the onslaught of ruts to your puffy wet chasm. Tears stream down your face, and more drool follows down with more precise hits to your delicate canal. The pounding in your head makes it hard to think of anything else, the squelching noises and paps of Toji’s balls hitting your cunt making it worse. 

“D-Daddyyy, I’m—Ohoooo!! Oh, Jesus, ohhhshit!” You can’t formulate a proper sentence, too engulfed with the electrifying sensations coursing through your body. 

“Damn, you feel too fucking good—Hnngh!!” Toji places his forehead on yours, resting his entire weight on you while his hips have a mind of their own. “‘Bout to make me knock you up…”

Oh, good Lord. The mere thought of having a child is the last thing that should be on your mind. But in a time like this, who in their right mind would be thinking straight? “Nnnfff! Oh God, pleaseee, fill me up, Daddyy!” Green eyes narrow with trenched brows. “—Pleasepleasepleaseee!! I want you to fill me up so bad, I want it, I want—Hyaaaaa!!” 

How can he deny your desperate, teary pleas when you’re urging him on like this? “Heh, you’re so fuckin’ sexy, mama.” Toji captures your lips with his, your mewls taken by him as you sink further into your pleasurable thrill.

Sporadic thrusts of his pelvis produce more raunchy noises in the joining of your sexes, his heavy balls smacking on your cunt as he drives the base of his cock straight into you. Your slit is now a puffy mess, come and slick form a soapy mess that Toji now harbors a milky ring around his girth. A few rushed, sloppy thrusts heighten your high once more, and then Toji presses his pelvis down to the hilt on one final, harsh thrust, unloading his seed into your aching folds. And your climax follows in a few seconds, the walls of your cunt fluttering on his pulsating dick as your essence soaks him. Your muffled shrieks are received by him, quivering under him until the aftershocks wash through your body. 

Once you two breathe at a steady tempo and the nerves of your sweaty bodies fall still, the kiss is broken with heavy pants and a string of spit that links you two together. Toji buries his face between your neck and shoulder, licking and kissing your skin as you’re allowed time to experience your clarity.

“Hmmm…You know I’m done yet, princess.” Toji mumbles to your ear before stationing your legs off his shoulders for them to rest.

“Yeah, I know, big guy.” You tease him with a breathless laugh, kissing him on the temple. “Always wanting more…”

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“…So, you’re telling me you had your ex-husband spend the night? Not just the kids?”

“Yup, that’s what happened.” 

This morning was different from your usual routine – well, you can’t say it’s different if you have done it before, huh? After five years of divorce, you thought you’d be so used to waking up and getting ready for work without worrying about others. However, this morning proves otherwise.

It felt natural walking into the kids’ room and lightly shaking them awake, telling them to get ready while you whip up something quick for them to eat as Toji showers (using your bathroom, by the way). Watching the kids run down the stairs and eat breakfast puts a smile on your face, reminiscing about the good old days when they were younger and teenier. It sometimes feels surreal doing the same thing for them now that they’re getting older and taller. But seeing them bicker and interact with each other in your presence never fails to warm your heart.

When Toji’s finished freshening up and loading his kids’ stuff in his truck, it’s time to bid them farewell for their departure for school. You give them final touch-ups on their hair and outfits, reminding them to be safe and not get into trouble (especially Megumi, now that the boy’s been getting into fights). And before they rush to the car, you hug them and give each a kiss on the cheek. Here is where the warm feeling inside your heart begins to deteriorate, not wanting to let them go. Yet, for their sake – and education – you release them and hope for the best.

The last to leave was Toji, who came from the kitchen to the front door with a paper plate wrapped in foil in one hand. His name is written boldly by a black Sharpie. “This fr' me?” 

“No, it’s for Shiu Kong, for dealing with you all the time.” You stick your tongue out at Toji as he glares at you, not even moving out of the way while he exits through the door. “You better eat that when you get to work, you have a terrible habit of skipping lunch.” 

“Whatever ya say, mom.” He pesters you with the title, knowing you’re technically not a mother anymore. Yet it only makes you smile knowing he notices your maternal side. 

“Don’t forget to text me when Tsumiki’s soccer game is next week.” You watch him go down the porch stairs. 

“Will do.”He whistles. 

“And Toji?”

The man stops walking to turn to you, his forest green eyes fixed on you so quickly that you almost forget what you want to say. Or what you wanted to do. You place your fingers on your lips and blow a kiss with an outward gesture. It was an old habit you did whenever he left, something you can’t seem to get out of practice with. It’s embroidered in your mind at this point. 

And when he catches the kiss with his free hand and places it on his chest, it makes your heart skip a beat. Toji grins, “I’ll be damned if that was fr' Shiu, too.”

You snicker with a shaken head. “Drive safe, Toji.” Closing the front door, you stand there for a while. Your smile doesn’t falter; it gets bigger as you replay the moment instead. Thinking about him, hearing him, seeing him, it all drives you crazy. And that’s a good thing…right?

“I don’t know, sounds like you still kinda care about the guy.” 

“Of course I do,” So here you are, sitting in your living room enjoying the rays of the sunset decorating the space, in a video call with your best friends, Utahime and Mei Mei. You reply to the former’s comment. “Just because I don’t have the ring on my finger doesn’t mean I shouldn’t care about him. I mean, he’s the father of two lovely children.”

“Shoot, you’re better than me, then.” The dark-haired woman admits. “But you’re kinda proving my point, Y/n. Even when you don’t have the ring on, you two act like the same old couple, and it’s definitely not just for the kids’ sake. Let’s be real here.” 

You try to interject, but the pale-blue-haired other, Mei Mei, intervenes, “I agree. It’s one thing if you let the children stay over, but he also wanted to spend the night. Sure, he could’ve been tired from driving all day and such. However, if you’re still seeing a man for the last five years – while legally unbound – and he says he wants to spend the night under your roof, which is rare, that should ring some bells at least.”

“I know, it did…” you nod along with what your friend is saying, throwing your head back with a heavy sigh. “But it’s not like he’s never spent the night here before, nor is he banished from stepping inside.” 

“Oh? Then why is this time different from the others?”

Utahime jumps in after Mei Mei’s chirp. “Yeah, you’re telling us about all these nostalgic lovey-dovey feelings as if you’re falling in love with him all over again. What, did you two have sex or something?” 

An open mouth, yet no words come out, leaving you in a predicament. You could’ve just lied or swerved the subject to something else. But you didn’t. And the two women on the screen lift their brows with hooded eyes, a look meaning a thousand words. You couldn’t even explain yourself either because a sudden knock on your door captured the attention of all three of you. 

You stand up and walk towards the door, your friends still on call on the phone at hand. Opening the door, you’re almost stunned to see in front of you. Tsumiki and Megumi with nervous smiles, and their father at the car collecting the same duffles bags from last night. You’re kidding.

“Hey, kids.” The two of them gulped from not calling them by their names. You bring up the phone to face the screen to them. “Say hello to Auntie Mei Mei and Utahime.” The women on the line smile and wave at the children, who sheepishly wave back.

“Hi, aunties.” Megumi greets them, and then his eyes drift back to you. “So, Y/n—“

“What did you forget this time?” Straight to the point, no room for excuses.

“It was Miki this time! She forgot her soccer cleats.” The older sibling gawks at her younger brother for calling her out.

“Tsumiki, I know you have cleats at home.”

“I do, but these are special! You bought them for my birthday, and I’ve been wearing them to every game ever since! So, I was scared when I couldn’t find them at home.” The brunette was quick to defend her stand. “Also, Dad doesn’t feel like driving up here and then back. So…can we…”

You close your eyes and bring the phone to your face to shield your vexation. Twice in a row, the sixth time this month. You can hear the giggles of your friends from the other side of the phone, adding more fuel to the fire. You don’t look up until you hear heavy footsteps on the porch, seeing Toji holding both duffle bags with a hand and shoulder. He stares at you as you stare at him, a silent conversation on how to handle this situation. And when he shrugs with lifted brows, you realize it’s no use and release the long-awaited sigh.

“….If I see one more thing being left behind here, you guys can’t come back till December, understand?” It wasn’t anything serious, but enough for the kids to know you weren’t joking. They nod their heads in unison while you roll your eyes. “Okay, get in here.” They rushed inside with gleeful laughs, the shuffling of their backpacks following along with them. Your eyes then drift to Toji as he walks up to you. “Did you forget something here, too?”

“Yeah,” you lift a brow when he drops Megumi’s bag to the floor. Before you can register his hand on your chin, you squeak when he brings his lips to yours. It lasted for seconds, but the kiss was sweet and tender, sucking on your lip before letting go with a playful bite. “Meant to give you that when you woke up. Thanks fr' the food, mama.” 

Toji picks the bag up and walks inside your home to put the bags in the rooms, leaving you standing on the porch with an astounded expression. You couldn’t appropriately calibrate your thoughts until you heard faint laughs from the phone. Then, you realize your best friends witnessed the entire scene that transpired. 

Utahime, with the slyest leer, was the first to say something. “Oh yeah, he laid that pipe on you good, without a doubt.”

“Mhmm,” Mei Mei agrees with a chuckle. “And I'm guessing he’s gonna do it again tonight. Isn’t that right, Y/n?”

You end the video call with a heated face. “Sh-Shut your damn mouths!!” Again, you groan into your hands before returning inside. Thank God I still have those birth control pills...

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Shopping w connie.☆

!plug connie & ur just a spoiled brat.

nsfw. car sex.

“ma you know what you wearing friday?” You shook your head, scrolling on your phone. You and connie were suppose to go on one of your monthly dates this week but your closet just wasn’t giving. “I don’t have s-h-i-t in my closet.” You pull the blanket that you and connie shared on the couch. “that mean i gotta take you shopping?”

You knew what that meant—a full day with connie with no distractions. All about you you and you. Finally deciding to get up and start the day, you took a warm shower and got dressed. Sliding on some black leggings and an essentials hoodie. As you did your edges in the mirror, connie came behind you and snuck his cold fingers up your hoodie.

“connn your hands are cold” you whined as you shuffled to get his hands out. “I just wanna feel you mama”. You turn around and push his hands out. “you can feel on me when i get the stuff i want”. You was a big brat. “come on then” You and connie headed out to his all black tinted BMW. He opened the door for you as you hopped up into the passenger seat. He sat on his side and started the car and made his way to the mall.

Once y’all get there, one hand is entangled with connie’s surprisingly bigger hand and your cute pink purse in the other. “where to first ma?”

you pull connie to your favorite store.

Your eyes glowed as you saw the expensive shoes and clothes on the walls.

“pa do i have a limit?” You looked up at him, batting your pretty eyes. You knew connie would spend every last penny he had on you if it meant you would be happy. “go crazy”

And you did just that. Picking up any cute pair of jeans and putting some scandalous things for connie to see you in later. Once you were done you let the woman behind the counter scan all of your stuff. “girl i know your man love you”

All you could do was smile as connie took out a band and began to pay the total.

He grabbed your bags as you make your way out of the store. “thank you papi”. Standing on your tippy toes, you give him a small peck on his lips. “anything for you mama”.

The rest of the day consisted of you putting things in connie’s hands and him buying it.

As you two headed to the car connie was overloaded with bags. “damn ma you about to make me go broke” He huffed as he put the bags into the trunk. You were sitting in the passenger seat sipping your smoothie that you got from the food court.

As he got into opposite side, you put your hand on his perfectly tatted arm, softly rubbing it. “i’m sorry, everything was just soo pretty”. you pout. “let me make it up to you pa” You dragged your hand from his arm to his pants, feeling him stiffen at your touch. Since his car was heavily tinted nobody could see anything. (this is how you got away with everything ;) )

As you leaned into him you pressed your freshly glossed lips into his pink ones. Slowly pushing your tongue into his mouth. You snuck your hands into connie’s sweatpants and pulled out his already erected dick. His tip already moist from the precum you wrap your hand around his dick and pressed your thumb on his tip, circling it. You slowly break the kiss—a string of saliva still connecting you two.

Dipping your head down to spit on the tip before you wrap your mouth around it. Connie bit on his bottom lip, holding in his grunts. Bobbing your head up and down slowly—making those sloppy wet sounds connie adored.

Connie began to thrust his hips into your mouth. forcing you to take him down your throat, gagging on his length. “Fuck maa..jus like that..” He said in his deep raspy voice that had you weak in the knees. You feel him pulse. You knew he was close so you got on your knees and began to give him that gawk gawk combo using your hand and your mouth.

Connie slapped your ass before putting his hand in your leggings. he slid your panties to the side and rubbed your soaking wet cunt, satisfying the heat that was in your core. His long fingers prompting you go moan on his dick, the vibrations overwhelming connie. He couldn’t hold it. “‘m bout to cum ma”

He took his fingers out of you and grabbed onto your head, pushing your head down as he painted your mouth white. He groaned. “that’s my girl.”

you took one big gulp as the bitterness went away. You lifted your head up and looked at your phone camera. Ruined makeup, sweated out edges and all. “Come sit on it mama” He said lowly as he reclined his seat back.

Sliding your pants off but keeping your panties on, you move over to connie’s side and gently slid down on his dick. He grunt as he feels your gushy walls suck him in. You position yourself before you completely lose yourself. You hold onto connie’s shoulders to keep stable before starting to move. Up and down the sound of your ass clapping against connie’s thighs was like music to his ears. You desperately bounced on him, your juices dripping on the seat. (connie doesn’t mind.) You feel your cunt clench around connie as you felt his thumb rub your clit. This man knew how to make you orgasm quick. It’s like he knew every part of you like the back of his hand. Moaning his name, he put his hands around your waist and pushed you down onto him. “fuckkk”

“you gon’ cum on me mama? huh?”

You could feel your knees about to give up on you as your orgasm was coming. One final thrust and you came all over his dick. Your cum making a ring at the bottom of connie’s dick as you rode out your high. Connie press his lips onto yours to suppress your loud moans as you came down.

“i love you ma”

“i love you too con”

“another round at home?”

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★you and me- E.J

✧. ┊synopsis.in which eren gets jealous when he sees another boy flirting with you at a party. however he is yet to express his feelings towards you and you are yet to express yours to him

✧. ┊here's my taglist!

✧. ┊word count: 0.9k

✧. ┊warnings.black reader, heavy fluff, jealous

✧. ┊notes.n/n = nickname, first time not writing smut so hope you enjoy

The car fell into a hushed stillness, as if the world outside had ceased to exist. The absence of conversation hung heavy in the air, filling every corner of the vehicle.

The silence seemed to amplify the sound of the engine's gentle hum, creating a tranquil backdrop for their thoughts. Each passing moment carried a weight of unspoken words, as if the silence itself held a secret language, understood only by those traveling together.

It was in this quietude that both y/n and eren's mind had wandered, lost in contemplation, as the road stretched out before them, carrying them towards destinations unknown.

You tried to say something but you just couldn't bring yourself to break the silence and risk eren getting mad again. So you stayed silent.

Eren turned into a parking lot and stopped the car as he turned to look directly into your glimmering orbs.

"get out the car." He said to you as he stopped the engine and took his seatbelt off.

You did the same getting out the car and slamming the door behind you. The noise echoing in the parking lot.

The rain poured down from the heavens, like a million tiny dancers twirling in the air. Each raindrop glistened as it fell, creating a symphony of pitter-patter on the ground. The sky was a canvas of gray, with dark clouds stretching as far as the eye could see. The air was cool and crisp, carrying the earthy scent of wet soil. It felt as if the entire world was being washed clean, as if the rain was nature's way of refreshing and renewing everything in its path. It was a beautiful sight to behold, a reminder of the power and beauty of mother nature. You were amazed by the sight but you couldn't admire the rain for too long.

"i care about you n/n. A lot. I don't like seeing other boys with you, it makes me feel weird inside"

You were shocked by what eren was saying to you. Eren had always loved you but he was never the one to show it in a caring way. He was more of a tough love person. He would shout at you or hit the top of your head, but you had never heard eren say the words 'i care.' You were so moved.

He stood there, his heart pounding in his chest, as he mustered the courage to confess his love. The parking lot was empty, leaving only the two of them in a world of their own. With trembling words and a voice filled with emotion, he began to pour out his feelings, baring his soul to you.

"y/n. I've been in love with you. Since the 7th grade" he mumbled quietly under his breath but you still hear. You were shocked but you remained quiet so you could hear what else he had to say.

"I love everything about you. Your eyes, your lips, the way you carry yourself with such confidence and grace, the way you smile so brightly all the time, the way you cheer others up when you're down yourself, the way you're edges are always on point no matter what hairstyle you do. When i say i love everything about you i mean it."

"remember the first time we met? by the tree"

you nodded your head giving him the opportunity to finish what he was saying.

"that was the day i knew i had to protect you with my life. Something inside me reminded me everyday that i had to protect you. At the time i had no idea why. But i knew i had to stay by your side, and i did. That's how i discovered how much i really love you"

Every word carried the weight of his affection, every sentence a testament to the depth of his love.

you were completely silent, lost for words in fact. It was unsettling. You had never been this quiet before and it made eren nervous.

The air was thick with anticipation as he awaited your response, hoping that his confession would touch your heart as deeply as you had touched his.

His thoughts were cut off by your lips pressing softly against his. Tears streaming down your face. Eren lifted up your chin, softly pressing against you're cheek with his palm wiping away your tears with his thumbs.

"I love you too silly, i've been so scared to tell you because i thought you would leave me alone" you said sobbing into his chest

"i'm so happy" you smiled brightly at eren as he returned the same smile to you.

"May i have this dance n/n"

"You may" you sniffled as you grabbed his hand. Remembering the same time that you two danced back in the 5th grade at prom.

It was like magical moment, dancing together hand in hand in the rain. Your worries were washed away as the raindrops became your partners, gracefully caressing your skin as you twirl and spin. Each step creates a symphony of splashes, blending with the rhythm of our laughter.

The world around us transforms into a shimmering wonderland, as the raindrops dance on the pavement. It's a joyful escape, a celebration of freedom and pure bliss. We embrace the rain's embrace, feeling alive and connected to the beauty of nature. It's a memory that will forever be etched in our hearts. We danced in the rain and began to continue creating our own enchanting story just with an ending we never expected to happen.

Just me and him. Forever.

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[erensfavecumslutt]

★ Too Late - E.J

✧. ┊synopsis.Is it too late for us? we both scared of love. The two who fear love are brought closer and closer to each other. Its as if this is fate.

✧. ┊notes.soon to be dropped on wattpad so follow on there for the rest of the story wattpad page, inspired by too late.

✧. ┊here's my taglist!

✧. ┊word count: 2.3k

✧. ┊warnings. +18 nsfw minors dni, heavy smut, nipple play, hair pulling, fingering, penetration, sucking dick, unprotected sex, might be a couple of typos, sexual tension, black reader, fem! reader, praise kink, degrading kink

You and Eren sat closely together, body heat keeping each other warm, his hand resting upon your thigh. An episode of Fruits Basket is playing at a calming volume in the background, your staring at the show engrossed in the romantic monologue displayed on the big screen in awe. Your extreme focus doesn’t allow you to notice the relaxed Eren by your side who was consumed by the expressions on your face, rather than the heartfelt scene playing in front of you.

The window was propped open and the cool breeze was delicately brushing against your glowing skin. You smiled softly to yourself, the way kyo spoke about his feelings towards tohru left you with a warm, freeing sentiment in your heart.

Eren couldn't take his eyes off you, the way you looked so beautiful as your glowing orbs were glued to the screen in front of you. He just wanted you to be his, he didn't want anyone else to see you the way you were with him. He wanted you to himself, but he couldn't have you.

He was afraid. Of commitment? That was definitely the case before. But now he was afraid that he would hurt you, that he would never be able to treat you the way you deserved to be treated. He was a mess himself, a broken mess. How could someone like him provide for someone as extraordinary as you. He was a puzzle with a missing piece but perhaps that missing piece was you.

His thoughts were interrupted by the soft hand that had interlocked with his calloused hands.

"Eren are you okay?" You asked, you were genuinely worried for him, he had been so out of it ever since you had put the next episode of fruits basket on.

'fuck' he thought to himself, he couldn't help but notice how breathtaking and stunning you were, the way your glossy, plump lips moved as you spoke, or the smell of your minty breath flowing through his nostrils.

He thought back to the first time he saw you. The way your passions twists swayed with you as you walked, carrying yourself with such confidence and grace. Your bubbly, charismatic personality that always made him smile even in the most difficult times. He was enchanted by you, but at the same time he believed it was Too Late.

"Eren?" you asked, panicked by the echoing silence that filled the room.

"Yeah I'm alright ma don't worry." He gently smiled at you, a smile which you kindly retuned before focusing your attention back to the wholesome show playing in front of you.

"Tohru and Kyo are so cute, if i was treated like that I wouldn't know how to act" you sighed, munching on your popcorn trying to shake the tears welling in your eyes.You chuckled to yourself "never going to happen thoug-"

"what if it could happen?" He inquired, staring into your shining orbs.

"what do you mean?" You asked, a hint of the overflowing curiosity and confusion you attempted to hold in slightly showing.

"I mean i could treat you way better than this, way better than anyone else can" Eren said. His eyes fixed on yours, filled with lust.

You were taken aback by the bold statement Eren had made. Weren't you meant to be friends? best friends even? But you had always known it was more than that. You were just afraid. You were so scared to commit to anyone after what had happened with you and your ex.

But maybe this would be different, Eren was caring, kind and loveable and always one of the first people to be there for you especially during some of the hardest moments of your life. He was a complete tease sometimes but you loved him for it.

You'll never forget the first time you met, his green orbs glistening as they met yours, his hair held up in a high man bun, he was gorgeous.

Yes, you were scared to commit but with Eren it was different.

At the time you believed it was Too Late, but now? You had a gut feeling, a feeling telling you to follow your heart. And your heart said Eren.

"prove it."

And with that, it took Eren no longer than a second to process what you said before he smashed his lips onto yours. You immediately closed your eyes, reaching for the back of his neck deepening the kiss. He had waited so long for this, for your lips to meet his, for your tongues to collide in a rhythmic synchronization, for you to finally be marked as his.

"come let's go to my bed" he muttered under his breathe between kisses, you nodded your head letting Eren lift you off of the couch , carrying you bridal style placing soft kisses all over your neck.

"Fuck eren" you gasped as you slapped your hand over your mouth out of embarrassment.

"You like it when I touch you here don't you?" he said as he licked around your hardened nipple, using his other hand to grope and massage the other.

"mhmm" you nodded because that's all you could do. You hadn't even fucked yet and you felt a wave of overwhelming pleasure take over. Eren was really good at this shit which was kind of expected but you didn't think he would be this good.

"use your words princess" He demanded, he wanted to hear you tell him what you wanted. He wanted you to tell him you wanted him and only him. He wanted you to tell him how good he makes you feel.

"Yes eren i do" You moaned as you felt him slowly remove your panties, revealing your wet, glistening pussy.

"fuck mama i'm gonna have to punish you for hiding this pretty pussy from me for this long" He said getting lost in the sparkle of your eyes.

"suck." He demanded, placing his fingers right in front of your gorgeous, plump lips

You nodded your head as you plopped his fingers inside your mouth, sucking on them. Not breaking the eye contact between the two of you. You licked around his fingers some more before he removed them from your mouth.

"Good girl" He praised as he slowly pushed his index finger inside your aching pussy.

"shit" you gasped as you felt another finger being pushed inside, his eyes looking up to you with a little grin on his face.

"2 isn't enough is it? you want more dont you?" He cooed, pushing his fingers in and out of you at a fast pace.

"fuck yes" you moaned as he pushed a third finger inside pumping all three fingers in and out of your pussy.

"Gosh your such a dirty whore. I didn't know you had this side to you y/n." He teased as he felt your cunt tighten around his fingers. "your gonna cum soon aren't you?" he asked as he thrusted his fingers in and out of you at an rapid pace.

"shit ren i'm gonna cum" You screamed as you felt your eyes roll to the back of your head.

The room was filled with your quiet moans and the slippery wet sounds from the friction your pussy made. You were so embarrassed but too horny to care.

'He's giving me this much pleasure with his fingers?! I wonder what the dick would be like' you thought to yourself as you felt a knot form in your stomach

Your thoughts were cut off by him removing his fingers out of your hole.

"what? why did you stop?" You pouted, curious as to why he stopped right before you were about to cum.

"Lick it off my fingers" He said, eyes filled with desire as he watched you lap up your juices off his fingers.

"open your mouth baby" He commanded, as you opened your mouth.

He lifted up your chin with his hand, spitting directly into your mouth.

You reopened it to show him that you had swallowed his saliva

He smirked at you, gently lifting up your legs, licking a long stripe between your folds making you hum in pleasure. You grabbed a hold of his messy hair as his lips sucked on your clit.

"f-fuck" You moaned. Letting his mouth do wonders, closing your eyes as you removed your hands from his hair and dug your nails into his shoulders.

“'m so close baby- fuck, please“ Your breaths becoming heavier as your felt your high approaching, the coil in your stomach tightening with every movement of his tongue.

His tongue swirled inside of you, making figure 8's after every couple of swirls and licks. Your walls began to tighten around his tongue as the pace of his movements started to get faster.

"fuck you taste so good my love, so fuckin' good" he praised, it had only been a couple of minutes and he was already pussy drunk.

"s-shit" You gasped as your whole body spams as you came all over his mouth, whining loudly. Licked around his lips after swallowing all your cum, wanting to savour the sweet taste of your juices.

“I wonder how you'll feel around my cock“ he whispered pressing a kiss to your temple.

"i dunno. I guess we'll have to find out" You muttered underneath your breath quietly, but not quietly enough for Eren to miss.

He smirked as he lifted his hips for you to slide off his sweatpants followed by his boxers watching as his hard length bobs free, slapping it on his stomach as you grabbed a hold of his dick smearing the precum around the tip and stroking the length in your hand.

A low groan escaped Eren's lips as he felt your soft hands slowly begin to pump his length, your tongue swirling around the tip of his hardened cock.

"fucking tease" He cursed as he grabbed a handful of your hair and pushed all 8 inches of his dick into your mouth bobbing your head on it.

Your whines are gagged against his cock as to hold your head still as he thrusts into your mouth. Your hands find his hips as he thrusts at a brutal pace, your nails digging into his flesh, tears prickling in the corner of your eyes as your jaw starts to feel sore.

"Fuck ma i'm gonna cum" his breathing began to get harder to control as he felt his stomach tighten.

You moaned around his cock as he gave a few more shallow thrusts, hitting the back of your throat. He hummed in approval riding out his high, pulling your mouth off of him watching as you desperately gasped for air.

"open" he asked, he smirked as you opened your mouth seeing that you had swallowed his cum.

"fuck i'm so fucking obsessed with you" He said, using his thumb to wipe the drool off the side of your mouth before putting his finger in his mouth, not breaking a single second of eye contact.

"i wanna ride you so bad" You seductively whispered in his ear, licking his earlobe, pressing soft kisses on it. He blushed softly but his mind was going feral.

"Fuck, look at what you're doing to me baby" He groaned. This was one of the many reasons he was so madly in love with you.

He lifted up your legs, positioning his cock by your entrance.

"You ready mama?" He asked, checking up on you before he fucked the sense out of you.

"y-yeah" You stuttered impatiently, waiting for him to fill you up with his large member.

He shoved all 8 inches of him, balls deep inside of your throbbing cunt.

"shit" You screamed as he began to thrust into you. The thrusts were long and hard having you screaming and babbling nonsense. You were seeing stars as the sound of your skin clapping against each other and both of your moans filled the entire room. Eren moved your legs up higher, to get a better angle as he thrusted deeper into you

"Eren, f-fuck so big- mm want more please" Eren chuckled at the nonsense you were babbling yet again. You looked so beautiful underneath him, your doe eyes rolling to the back of your head with each thrust. He knew he was the only person who could make you feel this way.

The coil in your stomach was getting tighter and tighter as you walls began to clench around his cock. Choked whimpers and moans of desperation were let out as he started slowing down his thrusts.

He pulled out of you completely before slamming back into you, causing your mouth to fall open.

"fuck y-your pussy feels so good" he breathed out heavily, gripping the sides of your waist tightly. His cock drilled into your cunt as your wetness dripped down your thighs.

"s-shit ren, your so good, f-fuck-" You moaned loudly as your cunt began to tighten around his cock.

He groaned at the feeling of you squeezing around him. You managed to choke out a whimper as you slowly closed your eyes.

`'cum for me baby" He picked up the pace of his thrusts watching your face distort after each thrust.

"fuck 'ren i'm gonna cum i'm gonna cum" You said looking directly into his eyes before you cum all over his cock.

It didn't take Eren much longer for him to feel his orgasm approaching. Feeling your sticky,hot liquid dripping down his cock.

"fuck y'know your so fucking beautiful ma, gonna fill you up pretty girl" Eren whispered to you picking up his pace before painting your walls white.

He pulled out of you collapsing next to you on the bed. The room was silent and only your panting was heard.

"Ren"

"Yes princess?"

"promise me you'll never leave me" You said, you had decided to give it a go with him. You just prayed everything went well for you guys.

"i'll never leave you mama, never." he responded as he wrapped his arms around you.

Those were the last words you heard before drifting off into a deep slumber.

"I promise you i'll never leave your side, I love you" he said to you, kissing your temple before falling asleep beside you.

authors note: this took a week omg 😭

#attack on titan eren #eren smut #aot smut #eren x black reader #i need him #erenpleasebreedme #eren #toolate #so cute #eren jaeger #attack on titan #aot fic

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Street racer eren?

Street race!Eren who loves having his lil pretty brown girlfriend cheering him on before a race

“RENNIE YOU GOT THIS” Eren turned around at the sound of you pretty voice and smiled when he saw you there in a white crop top and denim mini skirt jumping up and down waving your hands at him. He lowered his eyes to your chest as he watched your perky breast bounce when you jumped. “still don’t understand how you bagged a bad chick like Y/n” Connie said shaking his head as he leaned against own his car waiting to start.

Street race!Eren who would sometimes race with you in the passenger seat.

“Relax ma”Eren would tell you placing a hand on your thick thigh when he saw you tense up. “I got this” he added inching his hand up to your panties that were peeking out of your mini skirt.

Street race!Eren who makes you give him a good luck kiss every single race.

“Rennie I already gave you one, hurry up before they start” you whined pushing on your boyfriends chest. “Nah baby that one didn’t count,give me a real kiss.” He told you tugging on your wrist and pulling you back towards him. “Ughhh why must you do this everytime” you say before standing on your tippy toes and giving him a sloppy kiss. “Because if I don’t then I won’t win. Now watch daddy win this race.” He said before sending you off with a harsh smack on your ass.

Street race!Eren who likes to live life on edge would beg you to suck his dick while he raced.

“Come on baby, just suck on the tip” Eren glanced over at you with one hand on the steering wheel and the other one rubbing up your thigh. “Rennie no, you be closing your eyes and throwing your head back. What if we crash” you asked him turned on from the request but concerned about the outcome. “I promise I won’t do nun of that baby” He told you watching you contemplate if you wanted to do it or not then smiling when you leaned over and unzipped his zipper.

Street race!Eren who would have you in the backseat of his hellcat giving you backshots after ever race he won

“O-oh R-Rennie feels so good” you moaned out feeling the tip of his dick kiss your cervix with every thrust. “Yea baby?” He asked you before lift a hand and giving you ass a harsh smack and added “dick feel good huh, tell me where you feel it” throwing his head back, the feeling of your ass bouncing off his pelvis felt euphoric. “I-in my tummy daddy” you cried out loving the pleasure you boyfriend was giving you. Eren smiled down at you watching as you fucked your self on his dick. “Eren, i-im bout to to c-cum” feeling your pussy tighten around he wasn’t to far behind you. “Gon head baby cream on this dick and let me give you your prize for being my good luck charm” Eren told you picking up his speed before painting your wall white.

What Suki said? “Bitch I’m bussing juggs in a Hellcat.. in the backseat getting fucked from the back

Sorry this took so long 🥺😭

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some headers requested by @hollowfacility

headers/divider are mine

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look at them ☹️☹️🤍

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i’m here to torment you.

ex bf! toji forcing you into a mating press after you give into him yet another time. “don’t say things ya can’t keep, pretty,” he smirks, fucking into you deeper than you possibly imagined. “no other man can fuck you like i do, no other man will fuck you like i do.”

no no no no bc he’s such a smug son of a bitch abt it.

knows he shouldn’t be chuckling—he can’t help it though. he finds so much joy in watching you eat your own fucking words every time he ends up in between your legs. knees to your chest and the weight of him baring down on you, the words escape your conscious as you hyperfocus on the feeling of Toji’s length dragging through your sodden walls.

he feels every clench, every praise-fueled pulse, every broken whimper that you leave against his lips when he leans into you to press a teasing kiss to your lips. he chuckles when your hands press into his cheeks in search of something deeper, and that cockdrunk stupor takes precedence with every comment he makes.

“Look at you,” He tsks, grin spreading over his features as he watches that first tear roll down your cheek. “Talked a whole lotta shit and still ended up stuffed with my dick, huh?”

and you did, you know you did, but you usually fend well for yourself when it comes to fighting off his advances—at least you used to. there’s something in the honeyed way he calls you everything but your name and fills your brain with thoughts that only consist of him and whatever he says.

It’s easy to believe him then. It’s easy to believe a lot of things he says when he’s got you pinned to your mattress and stretched to your limit.

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ᴛᴏᴏ ʟᴀᴛᴇ - ᴇ.ᴊ - 0 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1362502608-%E1%B4%9B%E1%B4%8F%E1%B4%8F-%CA%9F%E1%B4%80%E1%B4%9B%E1%B4%87-%E1%B4%87-%E1%B4%8A-0?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=erensfavecumslutt&wp_originator=xNSD7PmASoqAXJhWE6qbzDQYVvEgWSuCA2bLUI2OXVIWtzViC0CwYDtle0u04xBsIOF%2F2h2N8oKRWmRhQZa%2BzTXFCfznJ5kfQg6LA857ju1ZH8uer7lZbtMLgwXDokoZ "ɪꜱ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ʟᴀᴛᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴜꜱ? ᴡᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜ ꜱᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴏꜰ ʟᴏᴠᴇ" ©ᴇʀᴇɴꜱꜰᴀᴠᴇᴄᴜᴍꜱʟᴜᴛᴛ

hi guys it’s been a while since i updated i’m going to be writing some more smut on here soon! However i’ve been working on a fic that i think a lot of you would enjoy if you could show it some love i would really appreciate it! Eren and Y/N both committed to extreme levels in their last relationship only for it to end in heartbreak, they both know they have feelings for each other however are they able to overcome the trauma that came with their other relationship?

#aot #attackontitan #blackreader #erenjaeger #erenxreader #fictionalcharacters #leviackerman #mikasaackerman #models #pocyn #readplease #sza #toolate #viral #romance #books #wattpad #eren x black yn #eren smut

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yum

model!eren headcannons but it’s just random shit like actually

model!eren who brings home every piece of clothing he walks in and asks the designer for any of the extra pieces he can bring home for you

model!eren who has to have you at his photoshoots or at the very least have you on facetime or he can’t focus

model!eren who brings you along to the after runway parties where he shows you off to everything that breathes, especially to the girls that flirt with him on set

model!eren who fucks you good before he goes on set for his first vogue cover, sporting his after-sex glow, radiating on the cover

model!eren who’s trying to keep quiet in his dressing room while you give him the most soul erecting blowjob he’s ever had before he goes onto a nude photoshoot.

model!eren who’s cock is still embarrassingly leaking when he goes out there.

model!eren who tells the editors to leave the cum dripping down his cock in the picture.

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eren is so fucking fine

When eren gets high he likes to eat it from the back.

he’ll have you on all fours, ass in the air, folds glistening in the light. He’ll spread your cheeks, watching with hooded eyes as your hole clenches around nothing.

he’ll use two of his fingers and spread your folds apart, thumb swiping over your clit, it’s so puffy and swollen and eren just wants it in his mouth.

so then he’s leaning his head down and collect some of your slick on his tongue before he’s latching onto your clit. Your arousal coats his face, he’s covered in you sweet slick from his nose down to his chin.

he’ll bring a heavy hand down on your ass, watching through his eyelashes as your ass shakes, before taking both of your ass cheeks in his hands and shaking it.

he’s ruthless as he fucks his tongue in and out of you quickly, thumb rubbing your clit. You push you face further into the bed sheets, trying to muffle the sound of your whines.

But eren doesn’t like that. He’s forcing his face away from your cunt, landing another sharp slap on your ass “don’t hold back. I wanna hear you cry for me”

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#eren yaegar #eren x black fem!reader #erenissofine