#erwin smith x levi

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pairing: Erwin/Levi

summary: At no particular place or time, Erwin and Levi were together, and now in ways both beyond Levi's most hopeful dreams and anxious nightmares. What does it mean to be together? There is no rulebook for this.

They'll make their own.

content/warnings: fluffy, hurt/comfort, canonverse, established relationship, Levi needs a hug so bad, DC (cutting/sh), low self-esteem, Levi has ocd, intimacy, lack of communication | 5.4k

note: here i am posting a longfic on my tumblr after many centuries of not👍 why not? even though it’s ship content on tumblr.com? well i’m bored also, there is a graphic scene of sh which can be skipped by passing the *******

ohhh and for the uninitiated, this series is a part of a bigger series on my ao3 about my favorite ships being virgins😌this is the final one, with this ch serving as a prologue.

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Just speak. Just ask, ‘Hey, Erwin.’ 'Hey, Blondie. Serious question.’ Speak. You won’t have this type of privacy again for the rest of the day, and then you’ll be too weak yet again to just ask.

“Is there anything you wanted to add to your report, Levi?”

Erwin had been sifting through files on the shelves, but his head is turned to look at him now. Levi just submitted recommendations for two new potential squad leaders to replace the dead. He could elaborate to cover up the fact he stood there for too long, ask, or just say no, and seem suspicious.

What he has been trying to do for a week is to ask Erwin on a date—it’s not like it’s a crazy leap. They’ve been together in this way for a while, known each other much longer, and it’s not the first time they’ve had a date. Only, Erwin has ever asked.

He has poured over all the different ways and settings Erwin has asked: slipping the question into whatever conversation effortlessly with an almost boyish hopefulness… his voice containing a charming lilt to get Levi’s attention. His eyes are impossible to look away from, excited and yet subdued to play off that excitement. And he’s so romantic… it’s impossible not to get flustered. That’s the way Erwin is.

And anyway, Erwin wouldn’t laugh in his face like Levi almost did straight after the first time they kissed, but.

Levi isn’t a people person, or charismatic, or that suave unless you count being a smartass. He can’t express himself like Erwin does, even when he genuinely feels hopeful and excited at the prospect of asking Erwin on a date himself.

Plus, he has an idea in mind already. It took a while to think up, wanting to be original, which excluded horseback-riding in the country, reading together, and so on, because Erwin is too good at dating. Of course he is, having committed to a woman for quite some time in his past (who is now Nile’s wife).

'I’ve gotten tired of sleeping in that chair. For once, we should share the bed.’

To be even more fair, Levi sleeps near Erwin most nights, but never in his bed. A chair sits near a small round table at the window. In the beginning, sleeping there meant creeping in at the middle of the night. Levi won’t think of himself as a brat that needs coddling after a nightmare, but… the proximity to Erwin helps. And those mornings, neither of them mentions it.

For not the first time, he wonders if sleeping in the same bed even qualifies as a date idea. And that question saps the rest of the wind from his sails.

“…No,” he answers. He wants to slip out in the next two seconds, but he’s forced to leave as casually as he came in to save face. He reserves his weak knees and closed lungs for the hallway.

A groan of frustration gets lodged in his throat as his fists curl by his sides. He failed again.

His feet begin to walk without any command or goal. He decides to go back to his own quarters just downstairs to rein his thoughts and feelings in so they aren’t overwhelming when he can’t afford them to be. Case in point, when he and Erwin have dinner this evening, like they do most evenings.

A fresh rush of anxiety plunges into the pit in his stomach. He walks faster.

He deserves another punishment for his cowardice. He planned that in advance—if he failed again, he’d do it again. The same way he always punishes himself.

Adjacent to his office, inside his personal quarters and his bathroom, he kneels, and slides out the false bottom of a bathroom drawers. Contained in it are three closed switchblades, from small and relatively dull to a switchblade Levi would and has brought to a major fight; plus one razor.

He plucks out the razor blade. Familiar. Damning.

The only reason he keeps all these supplies, and needs a hiding place, is because he fails at expectations, set by himself or otherwise.

It’d be considered stupid to do it, knowing how much damage just one cut can do. But he of course knows how to keep it clean. Very few have ever gotten infected, and not since leaving the Underground.

It’s true that since he lost… his friends, that punishments accelerated over the months. It’s been a few years, and he hasn’t gone back to his plain method as a teenager.

Like when he was learning to read and write, and on a day he didn’t improve, he would then slip into a place he wouldn’t be found and punish himself, before he became Captain.

Getting reprimanded by superior officers never bothered him. He was then surprised when it began to, as it bothered Erwin somewhere around the time he was sworn in as Commander. After all, Levi was promoted the same day from nothing. Failing Erwin became a grievous offense in his mind.

(It was considered favoritism to skip ranks, but Erwin argued that it was a long time coming. Levi’s skill spoke for itself, but Shadis always held a grudge against him for being himself, which was fair enough.)

Ironically, Erwin would hate if he knew he harmed himself, no matter the reason. That’s why he won’t understand that he deserves this.

He tells himself that. And he tells himself he will stop when he stops failing. An impossible goal, but a goal.

An excuse. If he didn’t get some sick satisfaction out of this, he should dread it more and think about it less. With an ensuing wave of nausea, he knows that.

Well, he deserves punishment for wallowing in his own self-pity too. The cycle continues.

**********

He rolls up his sleeve. Sitting on the edge of the tub, a cloth pinned between his thigh and the top of his arm, and drags the razor idly down below his wrist, out of the way of his veins.

His skin opens in the blade’s wake, flashing white before blood floods the surface and rapidly rolls down. Vicious stinging shoots like a star, searing the wound. He sighs to himself.

It would hurt worse over his ankles or collarbones, or the undersides of his thighs, but it’s not worth his error in this case. Scars of different severity and immense number litter those places, less elsewhere, but they exist just about everywhere. Sometimes, they can be passed off among ones he didn’t cause.

And besides, he wants three together. This is the third time he failed.

He brings the sharp edge down again, evenly spacing the wounds apart. He’s bleeding quite a bit.

With a grueling start, he realizes there isn’t enough unmarred room for the third.

Too bad. Maybe if you weren’t so careless, like you’re careless with him.

It’s fine. He cuts into the scar tissue, applying more force to do so, and inhales sharply as the tough skin opens. His hand doesn’t shake.

The perfect parallel lines get muddled under the streams of blood, which quickly bleed into the washcloth.

He washes off quickly to make sure. It’s acceptable.

**********

That’s three times, three times, three times he’s chickened out on asking Erwin on a stupid date. He just can’t reciprocate like he wants badly to—and he doesn’t know why. He’s so underqualified for a relationship, let alone this one, he can’t help but think. He’s not good enough.

But that’s not an option. Erwin sees something in him, something worthy of his companionship.

Maybe Erwin just hasn’t seen enough of his soul to change his mind.

But… Erwin doesn’t make flippant decisions—in fact he has perfect judgment. Besides, the fact that they are involved like this at all will destroy whoever dies first, and one of them will. That sacrifice can’t be understated. Erwin can’t be wrong about him.

But he doesn’t understand. He can’t understand.

He tapes on a roll of bandage and secures it with a clip. The punishment is done. It feels like enough. It’s fucking deluded, but he can’t ignore the inner tranquility he feels from fulfilling the pattern, the push to do it right next time.

The sunset is turning orange when he walks down to the mess hall and grabs a tray of dinner (two tender rolls and a watery vegetable soup), plus Erwin’s. His comes with a few thick cuts of smoked ham on the side because he’s the Commander. As he deserves.

Levi retrieves it himself both to take some of the load off Erwin’s busy days and so the meat actually gets to him. He often refuses, being too humble; he dislikes special treatment, but as far as Levi’s concerned, it’s his, so he should take it.

Levi feels optimistic after the woman at the counter who hands him the food wishes him a good night, as he inhales the smoky smell of summer in the brisk breeze, but he should attest part of that to the fading rush of what he did earlier.

It isn’t adrenaline. There’s something inherently wrong with him, he’s pretty sure.

Come on. Show him you care already.

With the two trays perfectly balanced in his hand and on his arm, he briskly knocks and comes in without announcing himself like usual. Erwin is still at his desk unsurprisingly, working on papers he looks up from when the door closes behind him.

He spots the tray of food at the same time Levi does the steaming cups of tea he made in advance, and blushes.

“Thank you, Levi.”

Erwin promptly sets his things aside, clearing space so that Levi can set down the tray. Sitting next to him in his own chair (except this one doesn’t swivel), Levi slides his tea over.

“Back at you.”

They eat in tranquil silence, mostly. Erwin does most of the chatting about his day while Levi listens, sometimes giving his own input, and glaring whenever Erwin covertly slides the small plate of ham in his direction.

“Come, Levi. Maybe the extra protein will help you grow.”

He hums sarcastically. “Only stilts will help me now. Don’t bother.”

Erwin laughs. “Perhaps I’ll invest in stilts.”

“Don’t you dare.”

Something about that laugh makes him remember what he wanted to ask. Suddenly he loses his appetite, with only a little left on his plate. He finishes eating anyway.

Somehow Erwin notices his shift in mood. Supported maybe by that awkward moment earlier.

Finally, Levi sits back in his chair, holding his hands over his lap as he stares pensively out at nothing. Erwin pretends he doesn’t notice as he groups their dirty dishes together.

“Erwin,” he manages. Fortunately it doesn’t come out in a croak. “Serious question.”

Someone knocks on the door. A woman’s voice calls out, “Trays?”

Levi inwardly cringes at the way he startled by the sudden noise. Erwin makes an impatient sound, and tells him ‘one moment’ before picking them up and crossing the room.

Levi doesn’t pay much attention. But he still pick up on how flustered the Scout sounds that the Commander himself would bring the dirty food tray to her, as if he didn’t do the bare minimum. Taking it in stride as always, Erwin is polite when he tells her it’s no problem.

It’s almost like fate wants him to fail. Levi taps his forearm three times, hidden under the desk. He probably only looks mildly irritated, but inside, he’s a nervous wreck.

Erwin comes back too soon and yet not soon enough, now turned in his chair to face him. Levi forces himself to look him in the eye.

“What was your question?”

“Date,” he blurts out. “We should… date. Make one happen.”

Not exactly a question. His cheeks instantly feel fiery hot as soon as he manages that much. Erwin begins to smile, then more, and hides it behind his hand.

He narrows his eyes. “What.”

“You’re…” A chuckle escapes him. “It’s nothing. You're—just cute. Don’t glare, Levi!—You’re making it worse!” he laughs.

Levi rubs his fist across his mouth as if to erase the blush stretching to his ears. Cute. His mind goes blank.

“What did you have in mind?” Erwin asks, still smiling, but openly now.

For a moment Levi doesn’t even remember the idea he had, before it dawns on him. He repeats it the way he planned: “It’s nothing groundbreaking. I’ve gotten tired of sleeping in that chair. So for once, we should share the bed.”

Erwin’s eyes go a little wide, clearly enthused. “Good idea.”

He crosses his arms. “Sure it is,“ he retorts. "Still. I really put my blood sweat and tears into coming up with it.”

“It’s a great idea,” he amends. “Would this date be only for one night?”

He’s teasing him. Levi pouts. “That depends on if I have to ask every time.”

“That’s tempting… but no.”

“Good answer. If it still qualifies as a date at that point.”

Erwin chuckles, still looking at him with those stars in his eyes. Levi fails to see what’s funny.

“I’ve come to the conclusion that time planned to spend together qualifies.”

He blinks. “Even slumped at your desk working?”

“Even then.”

“I see.”

That changes everything. Not for the first time, he wishes there was a handbook for this. If he knew he didn’t have to agonize over this so much, well, he could’ve spent less time in agony.

Well it worked out. The question that’s left is whether he’s a bad bedmate, if he does sleep. When he was young, he was both taught and learned the hard way that there’s no other time you’re most vulnerable than asleep, especially laying down and confined under covers. But he will be next to Erwin, which is a variable to consider.

He feels giddy.

“Do you have anything comfortable to wear?” Erwin asks. His raised brow lets him know that they both know the answer to that.

“What’re you implying?”

“A solution.”

Levi crosses his arms, following Erwin with his eyes as he crosses his office, to his personal quarters. When he looks back, he stands and follows.

For some reason, a wave of peace follows closing the door. It’s not because his quarters are nice (although they very much are, but just as decorated as Levi’s, which is hardly), or even because it’s familiar. It’s a unique air, unique only to Erwin. He feels comfortable within the smells of trimmed pine needles, laundry, and a scent relative to fresh cinnamon.

Feeling comfortable is a conflicting concept to him. Everyone likes feeling comfortable, but it’s alien to him. Unknown. And the unknown is dangerous.

He lets it go. If any emergency could possibly come up, he’ll take care of it.

A walk-in closet is attached to Erwin’s large bedroom. Levi always thought that his bed looks too big for even him, and the last time Levi slept on a mattress like that must’ve been when he was very young. For no reason he can define, nervousness pricks him again.

“I doubt any of my pants could fit you.” Erwin gestures with his hand to shirts hanging up. “What about those?”

He has worn Erwin’s clothes before. The only reason it’s not reciprocated is because it’s impossible.

He pretends to spend a minute rifling through them and deciding. Contrary to what most may believe, most of Erwin’s casual clothes are soft to the touch. Cardigans, tunic sweaters, simple loose shirts with minimal buttons, woolen things.

Levi has no taste in fashion, really. There’s his uniform, and whatever works that presents the image he wants to present while hiding his body. With or without the self-inflicted scars, his body being looked at by most, just in concept, makes him uncomfortable.

He stops that tumultuous train of thought before it can fall into a ravine, and picks out a simple long-sleeved shirt, almost painfully soft to the touch, and looks up at him. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome, Levi.”

Levi worries the inside of his cheek, and then tips his chin up. Smiling softly, Erwin leans down and kisses him.

He changes in the bathroom, and inspects himself in the mirror just long enough and with enough attention to detail to gauge that he has nothing to straighten out.

The obvious is his lack of pants. He wouldn’t mind wearing just boxer briefs in front of Erwin if it weren’t for his scars. The most line the undersides of his thighs, but there are thick scars on his thighs in general; the tops of his feet too, and the bony parts of his ankles. Visible for their milky color when they aren’t severe. A few sloppily ripped into his skin as a relic of blind violence.

But luckily, the shirt’s thin material sways around his mid-thighs like a summer dress. You wouldn’t be able to tell that he’s wearing underwear at all.

The sleeves swallow his hands if he lets them, so he rolls them up just enough to cover his wrists, and checks himself in the mirror a final time. He chose a shirt with a snug collar on purpose to hide the scars on his collarbones and neck, but it still just manages not to slide off his shoulder. Well, they won’t be seen in the dark.

It’s good. It’s Erwin’s.

He notices his heart is pounding, a thick and foreboding drumbeat in his chest, and he’s a little short of breath. He should enjoy himself—but there’s so much that could go wrong. Waking up Erwin with a nightmare, or…

Enough. He spreads his fingers and taps them together three times, and does the same to his bandaged forearm. Like a sturdy shield being constructed in his mind from what-if’s. That makes him feel better.

He kills the lantern with a twist of the knob, and turns the brass doorknob that feeds into the bedroom. It’s dimly lit by a candle on the bedside, which smells strongly of lavender. Erwin looks up when he does so.

He sits on the edge of the bed, also in boxers and a shirt, which makes his heart flutter. Did he do that because of the summer heat, or to make Levi feel less awkward? He doesn’t want to think about it.

He stands, the door not even opened all the way so as to hide his legs.

He looks pointedly at the tall candle, and back to Erwin. He obediently pinches it out without question.

It’s darker, but by light of the waxing moon piercing faintly through the curtains, he can still see his way to Erwin’s bed. He wants to lay closest to the door, where Erwin is sitting.

He doesn’t move at all, though. Not until Levi is near enough to take his hand. Erwin brings it to his lips, and presses a kiss to his knuckles.

The lump in his throat appears again with a vengeance.

“What’re you doing…?” he murmurs.

“Kissing you, my love,” he softly replies.

His heart leaps, his breathing stammers.

He pushes Erwin down to the bed and plants himself on top, seizing his collar with both hands and kissing him hard.

He’s straddling Erwin’s waist. They gravitate to each other as naturally as rain to the earth, with Erwin matching his passion breath for breath, and his arms thrown around him to bring him down closer. Like he wanted this just as badly as Levi didn’t know he did.

Doesn’t he? Levi has made fantasies out of desires plenty of times; being underneath Erwin in bed or below him in his office, with his warm hands completely encompassing his upper thighs, no mind paid to the battlefield his body is. But those fantasies always cut themselves off after a certain point, when they begin to hurt. They sour.

One more aspect of their intimate relationship that has troubled him immensely is being hurt when the time comes.

He has no qualms about pleasuring Erwin when at the cost of his own pain, but the pain is the reason the fantasies end—when Erwin finishes undressing him or pushes him down. It’s easy to imagine the shame, and on the outside, the aches, pains, and bruises after the fact, and hates his imagining. In the mirror, he’ll see his mother’s face.

But it’s a fact he should accept soon. It’s going to hurt, and Erwin will be the one to inflict it on him. Pain changes nothing, because he knows that Erwin feels about Levi the same way he does him.

It’s normal. And it makes him abnormal for thinking so, but he could never imagine himself in Erwin’s position.

The way his daydreams about Erwin—the beginnings of them—turned him on cemented that decision. He should get over it. Erwin is so good to him, better than Levi could ever have dreamed of being treated. He will get over it.

At the top of his chest, turmoil twists his insides as Erwin lovingly strokes his waist, under his shirt. That, and his belly roiling with heat is a distressing and strange combination.

He hears himself whine as their tongues slide together, tasting mint and his warm mouth. Erwin, grasping at his shirt like Levi is the only thing he ever wanted. It feels good.

That isn’t right.

But he’s not allowed to stop him.

After what feels like forever, Erwin rolls them over so he’s finally underneath him. The shift has Levi’s shirt ride up his middle.

He cards his fingers through soft blond hair, opening his legs and hooking his teeth in Erwin’s bottom lip to play off the terror creeping inside and making a home in his blood.

Erwin groans. Levi hates that he wants to cry, like a pathetic brat.

At least his scars can’t be noticed in the dark. And Erwin will be happy. He simply grips Erwin’s shirtsleeves and focuses on obeying.

Levi gasps down his throat when Erwin pushes his hips down against his own. The front of his boxers is hard, much bigger and a little harder than his own.

The lash of amazing friction makes him grip tighter, and moan, and that lump in his throat grow even heavier. This is moving so fast it’s hard to keep up. He wants to roll over and curl into a ball.

He lets it happen and makes no effort to move one way or the other. He should just be grateful that it hasn’t sunk in yet.

Their joined hands slide his shirt up more. It’s dark in this room, but not so dark that Erwin won’t spot the bandage. He doesn’t want him to see, but maybe he can just lie and brush it off. If he noticed an injury on Levi he didn’t know about, he wouldn’t let it go until he knew what happened.

That’s too much right now. He wants to get this over with so it can be over. Even though there will be a next time, he always knew the first time would be the most difficult to get through. After, he’ll find ways to get used to it, but he will always enjoy giving Erwin pleasure. There is nothing Levi wouldn’t go through for him.

Their lips part for a moment so Levi’s shirt can come off. In their haste, their hands touch again, and even through the darkness, veiled in shadows, it’s clear to feel how badly Levi is shaking.

Erwin makes his worst fear come true by pausing. They’re both breathing hard. Erwin faintly squeezes his hand and gazes down at him encouragingly.

“You’re not the only one who’s nervous.”

Levi opens his mouth to say he’s not, but the words can’t come out. Does Erwin want to get this over with like he does? That hurts, so much worse than if Erwin didn’t feel anything.

He’s shaking like a leaf, and it’s hard to breathe now. He feels his control unraveling, like a roof collapsing. That’s not even the most distressing thing of all, but it’s close.

Erwin unhands his shirt, bringing their hands down over Levi’s wildly racing heart.

“What’s wrong?”

He shakes his head in attempts to be dismissive. It’s one thing to ruin something, but another to feel it happening as you do it.

“I’m fine,” he grits out. “Just do it.”

“Do… Do what?”

“Why do you sound so confused?” he sneers. It’s much, much easier to be angry than… whatever this is. “I’m not going to resent you. Hurry up.”

Erwin does the exact opposite of hurry up. He leans back. “…I think we’re both confused. The only reason you’d resent me is if… I hurt you. Do you think that’s what I want to do?”

Levi stares at him through the darkness. The more he does, the clearer is the outline of Erwin’s perplexed and troubled look, and especially his eyes. They’re bright in the dark.

His silence is answer enough.

“This isn’t supposed to be painful,” Erwin says, intentionally even. An honest, logical statement. Levi keeps staring, eyes growing wider.

Erwin leans back more so he’s sitting up and climbs off of him, while he’s more or less frozen still.

“You know that you can tell me to stop, don’t you?”

The answer is no. But that’s when the answer to his ongoing discomfort clicks. The biggest reason he resented those fantasies is because Erwin wouldn’t put him through pain.

He is suddenly crushed by guilt.

“What made you think you couldn’t?” he asks softly. Levi tenses up. Even now, Erwin is being kind and thoughtful towards him.

What is the answer?—because he has to muster one. Living his life? He’s never had true experience, but he has experiences. And they teach.

“…I was born in the Underground,” he states. Like the cold conciseness of silence, that should be answer enough.

Erwin knows of some details. Their pasts in general never come up on purpose, but when they sometimes do, they do talk. Even though Levi willingly expands on his past less than 'sometimes’, and he remembers very little about his childhood, Erwin knows what that answer means.

Levi finally, and slowly, sits up. “…Don’t even wonder if it’s your fault.”

Erwin nods in the dark. He sighs, like a weight has been lifted. “Levi… It will never hurt. And we’ll always want to, the entire time. If that changes, we’ll stop. I need you to know that.”

A little voice wants him to believe that Erwin is exaggerating, or that those rules apply only to themselves because Levi is too weak to go through actual sex.

Maybe that’s that problem. He keeps thinking of it like ‘going through’ it. If it’s like he says and everyone involved is supposed to ‘enjoy’ it, then that shouldn’t be the case.

“…Even when… it’s being done to you?” he asks.

Erwin innocently places his hand on his knee. “Nothing is being done to anyone. It’s equal. Sometimes that intentionally doesn’t seem like the case, but in the end it always will be. Anything else… is an attack.”

“…I see.”

Levi thinks through what he’s just learned. What she went through then… was just pain.

While on the other side of the bed, Erwin turns on a lantern as low as it can light, to avoid the abrasive brightness of a candle. Erwin, always thinking of him.

He sits beside him. Levi sits up a little straighter so they resemble more of an equal height.

“Were those your intentions from the start?” Erwin asks.

He scoffs. “No. My lame idea was real. But when you did what you did earlier, I just… wanted…”

He struggles. What did he want? What he can never have?

“…I wanted to ease the burden for you. You couldn’t have predicted it would be like this.”

“The burden of what?”

It’s one of those very rare moments when Erwin sounds downright confused. Levi meets his eye intently then pointedly looks down at himself with a vague gesture between them.

“Not in general. Just,” he scoffs again. He takes Erwin’s limp hand. “About this.”

“…L-evi.”

He’s shocked again. Erwin’s voice breaks in one word. He hopes he’s mishearing. There is so much they experience to be depressed about. He can’t be another cause.

Levi lets him go and folds his knees to his chest, taking a shivering breath in. “I’m not good at this. I’m not even passing at it. For you. I can’t seem to be…”

Erwin turns towards him to compensate for the distance he created. “Levi, who ever said I needed you to be anything?”

It’s frankly impossible to see what face he’s making in the dark until he leans in closer, and he can feel Erwin’s presence close to his leg, and listen to his words more clearly.

“You have your own mind. That’s not a detriment. This…” He squeezes his knee. “…is not a challenge. It’s nothing you need to train for. When I don’t understand something new, it’s easy to see it as such.

"Whether something is a challenge or not, learning is always at the root. You’re not a burden because you’re learning. If you ever have any doubts, you are not a burden to me.”

It dawns on him when of course Erwin explains it. He… still doesn’t understand how he can be good enough just by being, but it’s not his responsibility to pick apart Erwin’s feelings.

No mastering this? No general technique? He needs several moments to process.

Feelings and what to do with them have never presented any technique or mastery. They’re fluid, sometimes complex, and often enough messy. And intrinsically connected to sex.

He doesn’t know his feelings, what to do with them, how to pick them apart or even name them.

But he would do anything to see Erwin smile. He doesn’t want Erwin to leave him behind. He wants to kiss Erwin, be held in such a deep and warm embrace, and listen to him talk. Levi won’t touch that feeling with a thirty-foot pole.

But Erwin would do those things for him. Including help him learn about this.

Levi sighs silently. “I didn’t know there was anything you don’t understand,” he retorts.

Erwin chuckles to himself, but there’s little humor in it. “As people, I think that’s always the case. But if you want proof, I haven’t done what you proposed earlier either.”

Oh.

Levi practically gawks, mostly unseen, but Erwin can read his shocked silence.

“Is that surprising?”

He sounds satisfied with himself. Levi scoffs. “It’s surprising you felt any need to spell it out.”

“I do know some things. But the learning has yet to happen.”

He huffs, reaching and playfully flicking his ear.

He snickers and tries to snag Levi’s wrist. Levi’s faster, though, and takes his hand, then both his hands. Erwin playfully struggles, knowing he can’t win. Eventually Levi gets fed-up and hugs his arms. At that point, his laughter has become infectious, and the sensation of his lips stretching into a smile is odd-feeling.

Levi brews some calming tea to soothe their woes, and as usual, in silence that’s comfortable. It warms his belly. At around midnight, it’s time for their date.

Going back to bed is easy, just something that he gets used to. The silky sheets feel like just as much of an embrace as Erwin, curled up behind him does. The pillow under his head is plush like a cloud, and although it’s summer, it’s not uncomfortably warm.

Sleep is difficult to reach, but he didn’t expect much different. After Erwin’s breathing becomes slow and even, Levi’s mind continues to race, but he can’t pinpoint what he’s even thinking.

He thinks… that he likes not liking feeling comfortable next to Erwin. Something to learn.

It felt good, earlier. His weight pressing him down, or the drag against his cock right as he throbbed. He would like to try it again. Soon.

Thoughts and wonderings blur more and more until his mind is subdued and quiet. He falls asleep long before dawn, which is saying something.

When dawn does break, in some odd turn of events, he slept like a rock, not having moved an inch. Erwin however is more intertwined with him than before, legs tangled and his breath soft and slow at the back of his neck. His arm is Levi’s pillow..

To none of his surprise, he likes waking up next to Erwin.

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Just imagine your man calling his cock "candy" and not telling you what it really means.

Like you were just having a normal lunch with him when he carefully whispered into your ear.

"Wanna eat something sweet after? I got a candy and thought you would like to have it for dessert." His voice is low and slightly hoarse.

Your eyes widen from the excitement and you nod quickly your head. You can't help but wonder how that candy would taste like. Is it strawberry flavor? Blueberry? Or maybe watermelon? God, you can't remember the last time you actually ate a candy since you are not a child anymore.

After finishing your meal, you grabbed his hand excitedly.

"Come on, let's go eat that candy!"

Your boyfriend can't help but chuckle at your innocent. Seriously, you are way to adorable and naive for you own good. He quietly smiles and lead you to your shared room. As you close the door behind you, you hear an unzipping sound.

"Uh... what are you doing?" You ask softly.

He does not even reply, only turning around and sitting on the bed. His legs are spread, only in boxers when you notice the growing bulge in his underwear. He chuckles at your shocked face.

"What, I thought you wanted a dessert?"

"That's way better than a dessert..." You whisper before approaching him with a lustful face.

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Levi, ERWIN, Jean, TOJI, Nanami, Gojo and any other men you like

#levi ackerman x reader #levi x reader #levi ackerman smut #erwin smith x reader #erwin x reader #erwin smith smut #jean kirstein x reader #jean x reader #jean kirstein smut #toji fushiguro x reader #toji x reader #toji fushiguro smut #nanami kento x reader #nanami x reader #nanami kento smut #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #gojo satoru smut #aot smut #aot #attack on titan #attack on titan smut #jjk smut #jjk #jujutsu kaisen

[leviismybby]

How the aot veterans notice that you and Levi are secretly an item...

Erwin

Let's be honest, he knew it even before you two got together. Erwin is a very observing man, hardly anything that is going on in the headquarters can get past him. The first time he noticed that something was up was when Levi started to butt in while he was doing the plans for expeditions, always sneakily trying to put you in the safest position possible. It was always "Name isn't skilled enough to be here" or "She would do better if you put her over here". Another thing he noticed is that you two started to attend meetings late with some lame excuse, he just dismissed it but enjoyed how much you both struggled to keep the act up.

However one day you two don't show up to work at all, spending all day having "fun" in Levi's room and the excuses Erwin heard the next almost made him laugh. "And where were you two?" He asked as you and Levi entered his office, his eyebrow raised. "We were busy." Levi says but he knows that it's not enough. "I was giving her private training all day yesterday." Erwin nods, not believing a single word. "Is that so? And why didn't you inform me about this?" Levi scoffs, he knows he shouldn't lie to Erwin but he can't just say that you two were fucking like rabbits the whole day yesterday. "I thought that it wasn't important." Erwin sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose at Levi's words. "For Ymir's sake just say that you two were having sex and stop with this nonsense." Your mouth drops right open at the commander's words, a slight blush creeping on your cheeks meanwhile Levi scoffs at Erwin. Guess he did not have to lie to his superior officer anymore, the cat was out of the bag anyway.

Hange

It was their number-one entertainment besides spending the whole day doing titan research. They noticed it mostly because of Levi and how his behavior would change around you. Little things like, how often he sat next to you, how close the two of you would stand to each other anytime you were next to one another. One of the biggest giveaways was Levi's hand on your lower back which suggested that the two of you were already intimate with one another. They saw you once brush a fur off his uniform jacket, that was where Hange got their confirmation. For the next few weeks, they noticed even more, on one occasion, you had your hand resting on his thigh while you two were sitting down. It took everything in them not to bug you or Levi about it that is, until they saw love bites on your neck, they couldn't help but look at your neck and that's when they had to say something. "Damn name. Someone is getting it good huh?" You start to cough at their words and Levi looks up from his tea. "What are you talking about?" Hange snickers. "Your neck, Levi isn't going easy on you is he?" "Shut the fuck up four-eyes."

Miche

He is the one who keeps his nose out of everyone's business but even he couldn't help but feel intrigued when he noticed that Levi had your scent on him one morning. "Hmm.." He would hum, finding it strange just how strong your smell on Levi was. So he waited to see if you would smell like Levi too and he got his opportunity when you sat next to him in the mass hall at dinner. He side-eyes you, you indeed had Levi's cologne on you. "Mhh..." He hums again and looks between you and Levi. "So do you two use the same shampoo and soap or?" Miche asks, looking at your reactions. "What are you japping about?" Levi asks, already annoyed that Miche is asking such a thing. "Don't play me for a fool. You two smell like each other. Why is that?" You and Levi stay quiet and the silence is enough for Miche. "Ah, I see..." He can't help but nod in approval. "Well good luck. At least know we know where Levi is taking his stress out."

Nanaba

Now....she downright catches you two making out and it was by pure accident. She borrowed a shirt from you and wanted to return it so you told her to just bring it to your room when she had the time. Bad idea. Levi was sitting on your bed, you on his lap as you kissed passionately. His hands were rubbing your back under your shirt, you moaned softly against his lips. Levi's hands move to your hips and he grinds you on top of him, you get the message, and just as you are about to pull your shirt over your head when. "Name here is your shirt back- oh..." Nanaba stood in the doorway, her eyes going wide as she saw the position you two were in. It took a few seconds to register what happened but Levi spoke before you. "Fucking...fuck off. Can't you see we are busy?" He says, his voice harsh, his hands still on your hips. Nanaba chuckles. "Alright, alright, keep on....yeah. And use protection" "Out!" Levi yells and Nanaba smiles before closing the door behind her. "....I forgot to lock the door..." You try not to laugh at the situation when you see Levi's annoyed face. "Whatever. Now let's get back to what we were starting." You smile as he resumes kissing you.

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[tnxgodimginger]

Second shadow

#attack on titan #eruri #snk #erwin smith #erwin x levi #eruri art #levi ackerman #shingeki no kyojin

[kiwie-not-kiwi]

I’m very happy to introduce you my new button badges collection ! 🎉 They will be available in my shop very soon !! It was so good to draw everyone safe, happy and reunited ! 🥰☀️

#bertholdt hoover #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #aot #snk #reiner braun #reibert #beruani #yumihisu #ymir x historia #historia reiss #eren jaeger #mikasa ackerman #armin arlert #levi ackerman #erwin smith #hange zoe #eruri #erwin x levi #marco bott #jean x marco #jean kirstein #sasha braus #connie springer #annie leonhart

[chrollohearttags]

silver foxes

the men who are twice your age and half the headache. The ones who show up to your doorstep, flowers in hand and gifts in the other before taking you out on a date. That’s only after he told you to go crazy with his credit card to buy the perfect dress and heels for the occasion. The kind of a man that opens your door, drapes his coat around you and even puts it on the ground so you don’t dare splash your feet with that puddle. He’s the man that teaches you never to settle or compromise on your standards…to always expect princess treatment and nothing less of being regarded as his queen. The man that has your bills paid on time on every month before you even have time to look at them and tells you put your money up because hey, he’s got your hair and nails covered too. Five star dinners, always dressed in designers and smells like Tom Ford cologne. He’s also the man that brings you home after a night out and undresses you right there in the doorway because you looked far too sexy in that tight red dress..accenting every curve on that beautiful body. He’s the man that starts out with slow, sloppy kisses that trails from your lips, neck and down to your belly button but disrespectfully devours your pussy through the seat of those panties he can’t even be vexed to pull off. Only tugging them to the side long enough to spit onto those folds. Honestly, he doesn’t see himself as your sugar daddy or anything but he can’t help but get a taste of that sweetness. Especially when it’s trickling down his chin; staining his stubble and slightly wrinkled cheeks. Right before he decides to hoist your legs midair and bounce you up and down on his cock. You’re thinking to yourself how he possibly harbors so much strength for a man who’s past middle aged but he’s fucking you so good, like someone in his prime youth that you don’t ever question his skills. You claw his back, scream his name and even come twice as he’s twisting you to his leisure. In a full nelson with your panties tucked between your teeth; that dick curving inside of you..a hand on the back of your head and pushed face down into the pillow of the couch as he gives you backshots. Who tells you ‘I know, baby..I know.” When you’re whimpering with his thumb between your lips.,The man that goes rounds with you until you’re both spent and he’s splattering your tight little cunt full of his warm seed. Who tells the Plan B and breakfast in the morning is on him but first, he’ll go run you a warm bath and get you ready for bed.

the type of man that once you start fucking with him..you’ll never go back to the ones your age.

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erwin smith, miche zacharius, levi ackerman, captain smoker, crocodile, leonard burns, kenny ackerman, worwick, silva zoldyck, gildarts, shanks, toji + anyone else you wanna add :) 🫶🏾

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[salaciousdoll]

· · The Rich Farmer's Daughter Turned Town's Slut · ·

From City Girl to Farmer’s daughter, oh how will you ever survive on the countryside? The answer is simple: fucking.

･˳ . ⋆ Reporting Live with Eren Yeager, Zeke Yeager, Yelena, Armin Arlert, Jean Kirtstein, Connie Springer, Oyankopon, Sasha Braus, Mikasa Ackerman,Annie Leonhart, Miche(Mike)Zacharias, Erwin Smith,Nile Dok, Historia Reiss, Ymir, Kenny Ackerman, Levi Ackerman, Porco Galliard, Reiner Braun, Hange Zoe, Pieck Finger, Eren Kruger, Keith Shadis, Theo Magath x chubby!Bimbo!Fem! reader ･˳ . ⋆

୨⍣୧ ⁺⁎˚ ⋆━━ Warnings : First part is in fic format, second part is in Drabble/headcannons format, Confident chubby girl, Smut, threesomes, foursomes, fivesomes, group sex, wlw, reader is bisexual, Sasha x Mikasa is shown a little bit( no I don’t ship, if you do this is the place for you), dildo usage( double ended dildos too), dacryphillia, heavy Bimbo activities implied here, very self indulgent but anyone can read, outfits are describe for a reason here( only because I like Bimbo farmers daughter aesthetic), chubby!reader, rich black farmers and daughter, dirty talk, cock warming on Erwin’s part, big exhibition here, Kenny is the bad guy who wants your father’s crops, could be considered dubcon on his part, reader is very dumb, fucked dumb too, implied protected/unprotected sex, this is fictional so none of that sick shit applies here but please do not go around doing this without protection( wrap up), reader is in her early 20s( 21-24), age gaps all throughout this story( some big, some not), dominant characters( Mikasa, Annie, Levi, Erwin, miche, Keith, Kruger, etc.), pet names ( bunny, sl*t, wh0re, pretty girl, town’s sl*t, princess, doll, doll face, butterfly, sweat pea, etc.) body fluids( squirting, cumming, spit swapping), bondage( handcuffs/ swimsuit used as handcuffs), use of strap on, oral receiving and giving, descriptions of body hair, pussy/dick visuals, tattooed eren!, reader could be implied to be a nympho here, degradtation/ praise, breeding kink, grisha lurking for him and Carla. Basically you fuck everyone damn!, have fun and if im missing something let me know.

୨⍣୧ ⁺⁎˚ ⋆━━ Word Count : 14.4k, longest fic I’ve ever written

18+, Minors do not interact

PSA from me : I wanted to write this to celebrate me hitting 4K followers, so I hope you all enjoy. Thank you all for 4K followers <333 And for the love of anything, please do not do none of this stuff with strangers like the reader did in this fic, if you happen to, wrap it up!!

Also credit to @bimbohub for the farmer’s daughter inspiration, so sorry I didn’t tag you when I publish it, mainly because I forgot but yes I want to thank you for making that fic and giving me inspiration for it<33

Jujutsu Kaisen Version Tokyo Revengers Version

You remember the time you first learned about your move to the town you wanted no relation to ever since your visit when you were 8 years old.

Summer days were upon you as you came home from a long year of college. You were only in college because your parents forced you to go, otherwise you would’ve just set up a camera in your room and gave older men shows in order to get money. Being in your early twenties is a curse because now you had to actually do adult things and adulting wasn’t for you at all.

In college, you didn’t understand anything about what you learned, especially with the business major you’re forced to take up. Bad on your parents part because you didn’t even know what a mortgage is and how it’s gonna benefit you. You didn’t know or care about things like that, but you passed— only because you convinced the nerdy boy next to you to give you the answers to every test you took and every project you needed to complete. The speeches you had to give in front of the class were all of his words and he stood there smiling because the pretty girl finally gave him the attention he wanted. And you did. You actually found him useful and pretty, he just needed to fix up his looks and that was the deal you proposed to him and he took it with no problem. You even added that he was gonna finally feel and taste how bubble gum tastes if you passed.

So now you were back home and staring up at your father and mother who had the biggest smiles on their face. The next words that fell out of their mouths after congratulating you for even finishing your second year of college were horrifying. “ We’re going down to Napeville, your grandfather has now retired his position as a farm owner and your father wanted to take control of it since he was trained his entire childhood.” Your mother finished her statement and your gum popped on your face as you stared at her with wide eyes.

You stare without blinking as your dad grabbed your suitcases on the side of you bringing them into the house, “ Why?! Can’t you just go down there on your own pops’, gramps only wanted you to go down there right?!…Wait are we moving down the-” your father came back out again to grab your bag you had in the trunk of your car— afterwards stopping in front of you when he retrieved the bag from the car. “ Yes, my little pumpkin, we’re moving down there. Aren’t you glad to go back there? I’ll even teach you all about farming if you want.”, Your father said as he smiled at you. You in fact did not want any of that shit. You only remembered the ugly house and barn your grandparents had you and your parents staying in. Being 8 years old, you remembered the faces of the people down there and let’s just say you aren’t gonna find love down there if they all looked and act the way they did when you were 8. Farming life was boring compared to what you were planning to do with your friends this summer. They were not gonna ruin this for you so you proposed a deal with them, hoping they’ll listen.

“ Hmm, what if I just go down there in the summer and come back up here to go back to school and you, my dear pops’ can buy me an apartment! The smartest idea I’ve ever came up with right?!!”, You say, with your arms wrapped around the neck of your dad hugging him from the side. Your mother wanted so badly to facepalm because that was a stupid idea, but she couldn’t say because you are her daughter and you are very sensitive.

Your father removed your arms off his neck and gave you his stern look, “ Enough, { reader}! You know better than to argue with us and besides you don’t even have a good paying job to afford an apartment months rent, especially for the apartment you are tryna’ get for yourself.” You pucker your lips out while huffing, “ Okay okay, I’ll get another one.” Your father shook his head and went inside the now almost empty house.

You stopped and looked around to see the way your house looked and gasped loudly as your parents continued what they are doing, “ Ma’, where’s our stuff, did you have an yard sale without me knowing, why didn’t you tell me because I wanted to keep that love seat we had and put it in my room.”

Your mother sighed loudly before turning to you, “ {reader}, honey, if we just said that we’re moving, what does that mean to you? What do most people do when they move?” She was already tired of packing up most of her and your equipment while you were off at college doing God knows what. You didn’t really check in with them like you used to do in your first year.

You almost narrowed your eyes at her, but decided not to do it since you didn’t feel like getting yelled at for looking at her like that. Answering whilst twirling the string of chewed up gum around your index finger, “ Um, we move. I don’t know ma’, it’s too much to think about really. Anyways, since I clearly have no choice but to obey you two, I’m gonna hang out with my friends for the last time.”

Your mother rolled her eyes as she put the tape on the last box you all had before you tidy up the move from this house to your farming house, “ be back before 12, you may be grown, but you’re still my child living under my rules.” You nodded your head and bit your tongue to stop you from saying something or rolling your eyes.

You were excited to see your bitches again but before you were off, you took out your phone and texted your friends that you wanted to roller skate like the old times. You put your phone away without their answers to your text and walked to where your mother just walked to, “ Ma’, which box are my baby pink and blue roller skates in? Need them for my girly time today.” Your mother walked to a box and kicked it towards you prior to walking off to finish what she was doing.

You opened the box, thanking the heavens that she didn’t box them up with that ugly tape. “ Aww I missed you babies so much, I bet you kissed your mommy just as much.” Your father wanted to really question if you got this personality from your moms side of the family so he asked, “ She got that shit from your side not mine, baby.”

You paid no mind to what the two of them were whispering about as you grabbed your roller skates in your baby pink manicured hands. Hurrying out the house before you got called back in to pack up something they missed, you walked down your stairs to your car. You honestly should’ve taken the hint that you all were moving when you saw the moving truck on the side of your parents car in the garage way. You smiled as you walked to your baby pink and white G-Wagon, “ I’ll make my last night worth it for sure.” You talked to yourself a lot since you were an only child and found a friend in yourself before you found friends. You looked down at your outfit and smiled, your tits looked yummy and your thighs did too.

The memory was four weeks ago and you were now driving your car in silence while following your mom and dad leads to the Legendary farm house. You were leaving so much behind. Your bed, your friends, college associates, your favorite nerd, now who’s gonna help you pass your classes. You huffed to yourself, still following after your parents to the next town you were going to have to adjust to. You were going to miss the stores you got to shop at, the malls were your favorite and least favorite because it was a hit or miss with the brookefield mall. Being the size you were was not a guarantee that you were going to find something in the mall for you, so when you found that one store that sold cute clothes in your size, you had no choice but to max out with your pops’ black card. You were also glad for the mall and of course the internet because you got to shop for new clothes prior to coming to this small town.

You were going to miss the boys and girls in that city. You were gonna miss Hitch and Boris, your main two toys you like to play with. Both were hot and were everything you needed to get by. The city was full of whores and now you gotta move to the country where they are so holy and thou there. Ewww, you're gonna hate it there.

By the time you all arrived at the house you were blown out of your mind when you looked up at the farm house. It was incomparable to the farmhouse you knew from your childhood. This town was so different from how it used to be, it used to be quiet and old looking now it looks a little loud and modern, you were so stuck because you thought of the farmhouse that looked like a cottage house with a big barn behind it like it used to look, now it looks too luxurious— to your liking. The house had big glass windows with a black wooden roof and a big riva double eyebrow 4-lite steel Iron, glass door to greet you. Honestly, the gate when you first entered gave it away that this was going to be different, but you didn’t even think about it because you’re too busy listening to your favorite playlist right now in the act of sucking on your blue cotton candy sucker.

The gate was long and you bet it was even longer than you actually think, your grandpa was full of surprises. The ride to the house was even longer. Nothing but acres of grass mountains and grasslands plus a few animals standing there greeted you as you drove to the house. You were so glad because your hands hurt from driving all night and the sight of sheep somehow made you brighter than before. Once you parked the car on the pavement of the garage behins the moving truck, you got out and looked at it stomping your red and white gingham platform heels on the ground at the sandy dirt on your tires, “ fucking dirt roads, hate them so much.” Your parents were already hugging your cousin while you were grumbling about your tire and car having dirt on it. You decided to wear red and white today to match the cherry red nails with cherry charms on them. You also wanted to try to fit into the countryside by wearing this, after all, you were now a farmer’s daughter.

Your cousin's smile brightens once she sees you come to her with your arms out, “ Bubbles!” You screamed out as you hugged her and she screamed your nickname right after, and the country accent was heard loud and clear. You figured that she must’ve been lonely as hell here because this place was huge and it looks like she’s the only one here.

“ If you’re looking for grandpa, he’s at his house around the corner from here.”, Your cousin said as she brought you inside the house. It was so neutral and blended inside compared to the outside. You almost wanted to puke from the smell of discoloration this house reeks of. So plain and boring.

“ pops’, are we going to go see him later or something?”, you yelled throughout the house since you were walking up the stairs. You heard an answer but didn’t bother to actually listen because your cousin was pulling you to your room she set for you. It was a room you never would have even step foot into a few weeks ago but now you had no choice, at least the bed was big just like your bed at home. Home. You missed it already.

Your cousin then gave you a cola she got out of the little fridge you guessed she stocked in your room, “ How thoughtful of you, { cousin’s name}. Seems like you didn’t change at all.” Your cousin smiled at your comment before taking your hand to go back down stairs to the movie truck, “ And you did. Not in a bad way, sugs. Just didn’t expect you to be like dis’ gotta say you look so gorgeous with that outfit and hairstyle but that’s not what we wear out chea’. Anyways I’ve called my friends and the people your father and I know over here before y’all arrived. You’re gonna love them. They all offered to help with these heavy ol’ boxes here.”

You furrowed your eyes because exactly how many of them are going to come. You start guessing in your head and thought your brain felt like it was combusting. Too much thinking again, so you just smiled. You started to stare off into space until your cousin snapped her fingers in front of your face, “ Hey hey, we gotta get some of these boxes out of chea’, we’re having tons of fun later, silly so let’s get this started now. It’s about 11 am right now, we all should be able to finish by 9, perfect time too.”

You stared at her like she was the sheep in the backyard before grabbing the lightest box, carrying it to the entrance while she carried two boxes, “ What’s happening at 9?”

Your cousin was about to say something when a group of men and women were walking towards you all. You were so confused on who they were because your family skin didn’t look like any of them, yet they’re here smiling at your cousin like they’re family. As you were standing there in a daze— occasionally sucking on your cherry sucker with glossy strawberry lip gloss wrapped around the sucker and the half of the stick.

You didn’t even notice that they got closer and were all standing before you staring at you in awe while you looked up at the sky, stuck like a robot. You blinked when you heard the whispers and gasp with a puzzled look on your face, “ Oh oh, hi hi, I spaced out and wasn’t paying attention to you all. My name is { your name}, nice to meet you all.” You flashed a smile and Armin almost fell for you right there. They all could tell you were a city girl and the accent proved it. They would also know because they’re all from the city too, not yours though.

Eren eyed you up and down with a toothpick hanging out his mouth. He had to get you under him because there was no way you were taking by the way you were dressing. You had on a red and white gingham top that tied in the front pushing up your boobs even more with your pudgy stomach showing— slightly protruding over your v waist, blue Jean short shorts that almost showed your ass if you bent down. Your face was so gorgeous, chubby cheeks when you smile and pretty lips to top it off, he couldn’t wait to know more about you. You were the perfect girl they all were looking for, the excitement and for some, the rush— just wait until the older men and women of the group caught sight of you. Right now it was just him, Armin, Jean, Reiner, Mikasa, Annie, Floch, Pieck, Colt , Connie, Sasha, Porco, Historia, and Ymir .

They all introduced themselves to you and your legs were almost shaking from their voices, especially the women. Eyeing each of them as they were now headed to the truck. You saw things you liked about them, for now. Eren has arm tattoos that made him even more attractive and long hair that you wanted to run your fingers through, Armin looks like the nerd you had back home just more handsome with his lil cowboy boots on, Mikasa had a red scarf wrapped around her neck with overalls on. She looked so cute. Annie had on pants that showed off her thighs really well and eyes that sealed you in, Sasha was obviously a foodie because she’s been smacking on another bag of fruit snacks since they’ve walked up. She was a beauty. A real one.

Ymir and Historia were attached each other with matching colors on, which made them look adorable. One had on jeans and a shirt with combat boots while the other one had her hair down in a middle part with a cute overall dress and tank top under it. Their boots even matched. Yeah they were indeed a couple, but you still had thoughts.

Flock’s hair was a little disturbing but his eyes were beautiful; he has potential. Now Reiner was big and beefy with a cowboy hat planted on top of his head and you were getting more attracted to him when he turned around to go inside the house— his chest was the first thing you saw. May those two buttons never come back together with their little holes because whew does he look so good! Jean was someone you never thought you would keep your eyes on consistently. You liked that he was taller than everyone here and he carried himself like he’s a leader, you love a man who owns the power of authority. You don’t know why, you just do.

Porco was good looking as well and you could tell he was hard to everyone else but gentle to people he liked. A beautiful boy indeed. Colt was shy but talkative to his peers he’s been around, he was a cutie. Now pieck was someone you wanted first, she’s so pretty and mesmerizing. So beautiful that you didn’t even realize that she was in front of you bending down to pick up the box you set down in front of you. You watched her get up and throw a little smile your way, “ You can’t be spacing out like this a lot, pretty girl. Don’t want you to get hurt in the future. So, can you help me carry this last box inside, it’s in the truck.” You laughed before walking ahead of her to the truck whilst she watched your ass jiggle as you walked in front of her. You were definitely gonna be the new talk around town now.

Indeed you were by 9 pm, you were done with everything— unpacking, showing you around your new home led by your cousin as the rest stayed just to talk more with you. Afterwards , they all asked to hang out with you at the bar a few minutes away from where you stay and so you did go. Greatest mistake on your part because from there on out, you were the talk of the town.

✧˖° Eren Yeager + Zeke Yeager, Yelena with grisha lurking + in Eren’s living room

The first time you met Zeke and Yelena was at Pipsy’s Bar— the one you went to when you first moved here. You didn’t really talk with either of them because you stayed close to your cousin and Eren’s crew. However, just because you didn’t talk with them doesn’t mean you weren’t the topic of the conversation they had at their own table.

Just as Zeke asked Yelena to look into who you were, his widened at you getting body shots on the pool table by his little brother. The way your body shook underneath Eren’s as he licked down your boobs to your stomach made his dick hard and yelena wet. They both wanted you and had to get a chance to talk to you one way or another

Today was their lucky day, especially Yelena’s because she was supposed to be somewhere else today, but Zeke asked to hang out at his house. They were on the couch and their hormones heightened as you walked through the door of their farmhouse with your baby-pink polka dot strapless tube top with a white shirt skirt on. Your heels compliment your outfit and legs so well. Yeah, today was gonna be a good day today

Friday afternoon was something you wanted for a long time. Your mini skirt was bunched up your stomach, panties long gone. With the twist of your dark nipples in between Eren’s fingers, he moved inside of your pussy with desperation of your hot and slippery pussy. He was so breathy underneath you. His chest glistened as he pant out your name in a hush tone . You on the other hand was too busy trying to please Zeke with your mouth around his coke can thick tip. Zeke groaned when you locked your jaw around his pink tip, “ Stop - uh- stop fucking looking at me with those doll like eyes, Angel. Makes me wanna’ take you away from everyone and grow my own farm filled with as many animals as you want and during that time our babies will walk around with their shoes off exploring our farm.”

Eren grunted out as you clenched around his heavy cock, “ Fuck no! She’s mine, Zeke. Get your own slut. Yelena’s, umph shit! She’s right there.” Eren leaned forward to take your nipples into his mouth, needing to shut his own ass up before he ruined this moment by arguing with his pinhead ass brother. Yelena was too busy fingering herself to her tongue exploring your ass cheeks— all the way down to your convulsing asshole. It looked proper and good to not put her tongue inside. In the process of eating your ass, her large hands were spreading you open, so Eren’s big balls and her tongue can now move freely.

Zeke put his hands on your chubby cheek with a low smirk on his face, his glasses long gone off his face letting you see what exactly his eyes are saying when they look at you. Your mouth was getting tired of hollowing around Zeke’s tip and at the same time your body shook against Eren’s body and Yelena’s mouth. You were about to lift your mouth off of the older brother’s cock to moan, but your moans were soon dancing along Zeke’s thick dick. His tip hit the back of your throat, making diamond tears fill up your eyes, they eventually traveled down your eyes causing your mascara to drip down your face. Zeke cooed at you with a little grunt and hum— moving inside of you with a sharp snap of his hips, “ Ah Yes, the face of a whore. The face I love seeing on many. Ughh! So fucking pretty taking all three of us at the same time.”

Eren hissed when you squeezed around his dick causing him to almost knock his knees together out of pleasure. He reached to grab your plushy love handles, holding them in his rough hand, “ Fuck, baby! Fuck me back like you’re doing.” And then he massages your love handles in between his long fingers that had cold rings on them. “ Thought I didn’t feel the little roll of your hips and thick thighs clamping around my hips. Think again. Now give me this pussy I’ve longed for. Fuck~”, Eren said as his rings cooled down your sweaty and hot love handles.

Their dirty talking was getting to you so bad. Yelena was now standing up after detaching her lips from your puckering hole with just a long string of saliva— she was behind you with a finger probing your ass and sloppy kisses on your back, “ Gonna’ let me use this ass of your sweetheart… nah, I think I might just open you up for the others, my debt to them.” You couldn’t even focus on her sultry voice uttering those foreshadow ass words because your orgasm hit you like a tidal wave, ears popping and body shaking from their overstimulation on all three of your holes. Zeke groaned and came into your mouth at the same time as Eren cumming inside the condom— breaking it in the process. Some of his cum leaked into your pussy and you couldn’t do anything but squirm on him and Grind on Yelena’s finger. You swallowed Zeke’s nut with a few coughs prior to wiping off your mouth and chin.

Eren was still snapping his hips into you slowly just when his pretty emerald, green eyes fell upon you— he was truly enticed by you. Meanwhile, your head was thrown back on Yelena’s chest allowing you to moan out loud— nothing but pleasure coming out your mouth. “ Ahhh~ please, please. It feels so good, rennie, Zekey, lena’. Feels s’good. Mmm .” Your voice was so loud after popping Zeke’s semi-limp dick out of your mouth that Grisha, who stood on the second floor banister staring intensely at the three of you with lust filled eyes, heard everything from the fucking start. He wanted you, now. You were exquisite in his eyes, far too exquisite to make him of all people interested, dangerous even. He so wanted to jerk off, but he’ll just replay the ring camera set up in his living room over, maybe he and Carla could have alone time with you, she’s been asking for a threesome for a while. His sons were so dumb to not even know he was home or maybe they didn’t care. Grisha walked off humming to himself, he’ll let his fellow friends and wife know about you.

✧˖° Armin, Jean, and Connie + back of Jean’s pickup truck

Word got around the small town faster than the plague. Whispers were heard here and there and you had no clue it was all about sweet little you. You were too busy sucking on the pink lollipop that was in your mouth while watching the sheep’s make noise and walk around your big spacious backyard, the only thing that’s separating you from them is the wooden field gate. You took in the fresh air while smiling to yourself. This was your ‘you’ time. Nothing could interrupt this.

Except for a laugh Connie bucked out— walking into the backyard as your parents were yelling out that they’re leaving to visit your grandpa, whom you visited last week with sore legs, thanks to those three. How humiliating they left you. Your view of the green grassland was invaded by Jean Kirtstein with his hands on his hips.

Armin walked to your little lake in the yard petting and talking to the animals having their daily snack on the grass. As for Connie he was too busy admiring your look, your fashion sense screamed Bimbo and he adored it. He always snuck glances at you whenever you weren’t looking or he was goofing off with his friends. He was interested in you, that’s why he wanted to come but Jean and Armin decide to come as well fucking up his plan.

He was admiring your pink Diesel T- Angie shirt that showed off the print of your boobs perfectly to the tight jeans you wore and down to your pink cowgirl boots. Up until Jean grabbed your hand and led you to his big pickup truck, driving off with Connie and Connie on the side of you. They wanted to take you on the ride, away from your house to have their alone time with you.

Indeed they’re plan was a success because now you were in the back of Jean’s pick up truck getting plowed into from the behind by Connie’s cock— around 7.5 inches and thick. Jean took your mouth as he laid down in front of you whilst Armin took pictures of this interaction with your used sucker in his mouth. He was glad that he came with them after being on his farm catering to his father’s chicken coup. He needed a break and you were the perfect person to help him relax. He recorded the way your lips sucked in Jean’s lengthy cock in your mouth with a shuddered breath as he watched. You were fucking Insatiable, almost everyone in the small town thought so.

“ Fucking hell, She’s sucking me like it’s her last taste of ramen noddles, shit~.”, Jean rasped out as he moved your hair out of his vision from seeing you. Connie has your pink heart-shaped Moschino glasses on his eyes as he grabs your ass cheeks in his hands as he hits you from the back. Connie reached to Armin handing him your shoes that was on its way coming off from getting fuck on the truck’s tailgate, “ Here, seems like the slut of the hour just can’t keep up with us after all.”, He snickered before slapping your ass, “ her shoe came off. Now watch and see how she reacts when I do this. Jean keep fucking her face like that, sounds so slutty. Make sure she can’t breathe.”

Your cunt squeezed around Connie— a reaction to his dirty words. You popped Jean’s dick out your wet mouth and looked back at Connie with low fucked-out eyes, “ Please, mmph, keep fucking me like this, I want Armin too. Please Armin, wanna see your cock, wan’ it in my ass because of how pretty it is.” Connie folded right then and there. Yeah he was gonna get you to breed you for that shit. Armin sucked in a breath as he set his phone up on the inside of the truck before looking out to the opening of the dirt road both ways.

And so they did what you asked with a few taunts from Connie and persuasion from Jean for Armin to join without looking out for anybody— I mean after all this is a dead end. You were now all fully on the truck fucking like rabid bunnies. Armin whimpers we’re so pretty, you were kinda glad that Jean is fucking your mouth without any room left to breathe because you were going to cum to the sight of Connie’s pretty red face below you. You felt so full and they felt so good.

Jean yanked your hair to his dick holding you there with a loud moan erupting from his throat, “ My sweet sweet girl, fu-uhhh~” you tried to push your head off his dick, but he patted your head and whispered, “ a little bit longer bunny.” Jean’s cum leaked out of your mouth and mixed with your spit that was lathering his dick caused Armin to snap. Armin came inside of your ass with a loud cry, “ So perfect for me, Honey. So damn perfect.” At the moment of clenching around his cock with your tight hole. Anal was not easy but Armin made it easy for you by prepping you with his spit, lube out of Jean’s truck, and his fingers. He was the perfect person to break your anal virginity.

Connie came into his condom with a loud groan and chants of your name. Armin laughed at the shakes and final thrusts he did, “ Looks like you couldn’t handle her, Connie.” Connie rolled his eyes with a hard lip bite in the process of both of them starting to fuck slowly into you again to let you catch your second orgasm, you didn’t even know you had the first one. Jean pulled out your mouth leaning to hold your cheeks squeezing them together to make more mess of your big cheeks squeezed— covered with spit, cum, and sweat, “ You’ve done so well, my pretty, chubby bunny. Cum for daddy, bunny. Cum for all of us.” You snapped when he mentioned the one word that always got you off.

Your eyes couldn’t see that it was dark outside because your vision was white as you came in Connie’s dick causing him to jump and whine from the tightening around his cock, “ Fucking vixen you are.” They all laughed while you came back to reality, now seeing that it’s dark as hell outside and the only source of light was the flashlight Connie reached to turn on during the time he was digging inside of you. This was the best decision you parents could’ve made because since that move you’ve been getting pleasure. You may not even go back to the city college and just find one down here, who knows.

✧˖° Onyankopon + your kitchen

Onyankopon caught your eyes as soon as he stepped into your pupil's sight. He was so fine and you craved him. Reminds you of your ex from the way he smiled at you. He was a horse trainer and you were gonna get him to train you to ride horses. You don’t even necessarily want to learn, you just want him to speak a lot because his voice was so deep and sexy. And so you asked your dad can you ask him to train you as he was pulling the crops with his ugly yellow gloves.

You already knew the answer because you always got what you wanted from him and your mother. So, you decided to pick out an outfit and do your hair. The outfit was a off shoulder shirt with pink ribbons on the arms and top of it with pink shorts and black and pink cowgirl boots. Your hair was in your hairstyle but in a ponytail with a big pink ribbon to hold it together.

And so onyankopon taught you about how to be calm around horses to not piss them off. Oysnkopon was trying so hard not to look at your ass and body jiggle as you rode the horse listening to every word he says while making purposeful mistakes.

Afterwards you asked the famous question, “ Why are you called a cowboy then, if you ride horses, shouldn’t you be called a horse boy or something? I’m confused”. Onyankopon stood there contemplating on how he should answer this because it was a good and stupid question.

He never answered your stupid question, just showed you why you can only call him an horse boy as he now had your baby pink and yellow panties pushed to the side whilst fucking you into your kitchen island. His long, thick fingers pressed into your big thighs; holding them up and apart, “ Such a pretty pussy you got, such a shame you kept this to yourself all the times I came to this house since y’all - augh!- moved in.” You were a whimpering mess because of how big and deep— kissing your cervix a few times causing you to wince in pain and pleasure. He had you speechless and you hated it because you were always ready to reply to anyone if your mouth wasn’t occupied.

You and onyankopon watched out for your dad, who was far away from your house— at the garden your grandfather started. Your mom was at her new job she got, so it was just you in the house. Onyankopon yanked your ponytail back as he paused his movements, “ Don’t space out on me, now. Can’t and won’t have that. Need all ya’ attention, baby doll. Look me in the eyes as I take this fat pussy of yours, ya hear me?” You nodded, feeling your ponytail loosen from his grip. You wanted to throw your head back, but he told you to keep your eyes on his, even through your blurry vision. “ Please—” you choked out due to the increase of his pace as he looked down at your greedy kissy taking in his cock like it was eating his cock up.

His deep voice grunted in echo all over the kitchen, “ Please what? Baby doll. Gotta say it, not gonna understand you if you aren’t speaking right.” Onyankopon slowly dragged his dick in and out of your pussy— you felt like you were gonna break into sobs. “Full. Sentences. Ahhh shit! Pretty girl” he snapped his hips into yours punctuating every word he said— you never got dick with this much teasing.

You looked down to follow the movements of his cock moving in and out of your tight gummy walls with a vicious lip bite, whimpers following. You reached down to play with your clit in clockwise format, lifting your head to make eye contact with him, “ Please fuck me hard, Daddy. Fuck me like I’m yours. I can’t— please~” onyankopon smiled as he lifted his cowboy hat off the counter placing it on your head, “ As you wish, doll.” Oyankopon fucked you as he pressed his body against yours feeling the warmth of your body against his, your skin was so soft against his but your nails against his naked back was so harsh but felt good, somehow.

You were sure that one of your press-on nails popped off from how hard you were gripping onto his back as he quickened his pace. “ Fuck I know you feel me right ere’, right here. Your cute lil tummy is so damn cute just like your fucking cheeks, wanna’ bite em’.” He touched your stomach and kissed you in your mouth— swapping spit and flipping each other's tongues as he held your body against his. He trailed his kisses all over your face as he fucked into your sweet little pussy.

“ Ahh, Ony, I think m’ cummin’ mmm cummin’.” You kept saying his name in whimpers and that drove him to fuck you even hard. He didn’t stop even if you came around his dick creating a white ring around his dick. “ Oh God.”, you yelled as you climaxed against him and he came inside of you. He bit your cheek with a deep and long groan when he came into your warm pussy making her even more warm with his hot cum flowing inside. Fuck, he didn’t wear a condom! He didn’t care but you did. Onyankopon chuckled to himself inside his head because he was the first person who got to cum inside of you. Instead of his neighbors, it was him. He feels honored.

✧˖° Mikasa, Annie, Sasha, Ymir, and Historia + your room

Your dad wanted to introduce you to picking strawberries and washing them off from the expanding strawberry field behind your house next to the garden. He just didn’t have time to teach you because teaching you means that he’ll have to take all day teaching you how to even clean off strawberries, plus he knew you hated getting dirt or anything underneath your nails. So when Erwin Smith, the man he always spoke with before he even moved here, suggested the girls teach you all about strawberries since it’s three of their jobs to do on his farm.

When they did teach you, Ymir wasn’t letting up on commenting how stupid you are when you asked if we’re going to eat them off the plants or give them to the animals, historia told her to back off you and giggled when your confused pout displayed on your face. Mikasa’s was closed off but very fond of how you looked in that short little skirt you wore. She thought you knew what you were doing wearing something like this to pick dirty strawberries off the plant stems.

Sasha was the fun one and the most welcoming to you teaching you after Historia because this was her job, she even encouraged you to take a bite out of a dirty strawberry as a joke and you were happily about to do so because you always ate the strawberries in the container, only cleaning it off with water. That’s until Annie grabbed your wrist. Now, Annie was a scary one, but you knew underneath that scary aura she possessed— was a woman who needed comfort. And you were happy to give it to her, a sleepover is the best comfort for any girl.

You never experienced a sleepover like the one you were indulging in right now, maybe with Hitch but that was planned. Getting mocked while your ass collides with Historia’s small heart-shaped ass on the 10 inch long double sided tan dildo Ymir brought in her night bag was something that was not planned. You wondered how she even got her hands on this. “ oh, look at the fucking size difference, my my my you two are the most perfect sluts to try this thing on.” Ymir stood in front of a panting, red faced Historia as she taunted her with a small smirk on her face. Annie stood in front of you with sharp blue eyes looking down at your pretty face, “ You look so pretty like this, it’s unbelievable how fast you succumb to the few words that one over there and I.” She pointed at Mikasa, who was rubbing her clit with her pretty fingers. “ Annie continued, “Such a shameful slut letting us talk you into this just by pointing out how your fat pussy showed through them lace Polka dot panties of yours.”

Annie ended her statement by holding the now ripped panties in her hands, twirling them prior to bending down and engulfing your shivering lips onto her mouth. The kiss was so tasty and sloppy, fuck, you wanted more. Why didn’t she give you more? You stopped moving to deepen the kiss between you and Annie just for Historia to bounce herself against you— your moans falling perfectly into Annie’s mouth as you swapped tongues. You heard little squeals from beside you and behind you. Afterwards you felt a body slide under you and Historia— breaking the kiss to stare down at who’s underneath you, you instantly smiled because Ymir’s cunt was on full display for you as she flicked her tongue on Historia’s count with no mercy.

Moaning at the feeling of a finger entering inside you soon matching pace with the dildo moving back and forth into you and Historia. Sasha giggled in your ear as her white bra appeared on the side of you, “ So wet, can’t wait to taste you on my lips when you sit that pretty ass on my face, I’m craving something to drink right now… something sweet like juice and candy mixed together. You’re the right person for that right, { reader}?” You couldn’t focus because of the overstimulation of your pussy and the stares you got from Annie and Mikasa, who now stands in front of you beside Annie. They watched your eyes peer up at them before Mikasa landed a perfect slap on your face at the same time as Annie landing two in both of your hanging tits.

Mikasa grabbed your jaw and bent down to hold eye contact with you, “ Answer her! Don’t leave any of us waiting for an answer again.” Her voice was so smooth and made your entire body shake or was it the fluffy carpet you all were standing or kneeling on, “ Yesss— yes please taste me after this. I need all of you, Ohh~” your wetness was colliding with Historia’s and she couldn’t take it. Her moans were so pretty to everyone but yours was sexy.

Annie slipped on one of your 8 inch strap-on’s, rubbing it on your mouth, “ Open up for me. Want to see how much of me you could take. Wan’ stuff you full of my cock. Naughtily sluts like you deserve this face fuck I’m going to give you.” Mikasa let out a little chuckle at her words before grabbing Sasha’s hand to lay with her on your bed. You heard the sound of two people aggressively kissing and stared at the two of them making out: Mikasa with Sasha between her legs. Not long after, Mikasa trailed kisses down Sasha’s jawline as she locked eyes with you, “ Fuck her good, Annie or I’ll do it myself. Don’t let her waste a drop of spit or gag, she’s taken bigger cocks than that, so she should know how to do it. I’m sure of it.”

Historia moaned out yours and Ymir’s name, luckily Ymir covered her mouth, “ Ahh, m’cummin’— cummin’ so my-Ahh.” Her moans were muffled by her hand and that made you want to bounce your ass faster to overstimulate her. You wanted to chase you own orgasm and Annie saw that, so she grabbed your head and fucked into it like it was a pocket pussy men use. The electricity she felt from getting head from you in your didldo was on another level. “ Don’t talk to me like I don’t know what I’m doing Mikasa.” She stared Mikasa down in advance to peering down at you, taking all of her cock between your glossy two-tone lips. “Holy fuck, she sounds so fucking pretty, taking this cock like the whore she is. Such a shame, you’re a whore for everyone who shows little interest in you, how pitiful.” Her words had some truth to it, therefore you wanted to shut her up by reaching past the straps of the strap-on to her pussy— sticking two fingers inside of her making her let out a shuddering moan.

You were all feeling pleasure because you didn’t even notice that Ymir had a thick pink string from an egg vibrator hanging out her pussy but the others did. Every last one of you were on cloud nine, especially Sasha and Mikasa now scissoring on your bed as you played with Annie pussy. Her face fucking was harsh but it made you squirt against Ymir’s stomach that spurred Ymir to cum from the pressure of water on her lower belly. Nothing but sultry and slutty moans were heard in your room. You were surprised that your parents didn’t come knocking from the little squeals and screams you all produced.

✧˖° Erwin Smith, Nile Dok, and Mike( Miche) Zacharias + Miche’s bar

After a week from the previous sexual encounters, you decided to take a ride to the famous bar that was about 20 minutes away from here. You needed to feel the wind blowing in between your boobs and upon your legs. Feel the wind on your face as you chew on 3 pieces of bubblegum. It was almost getting dark when you arrived at the bar, you thought it would've been packed with people.

Only three men were in there and you were about to walk back out when Miche grabbed your hand, stopping you from going. His voice did wonders to your pussy. Being a fucking nympho is a fucking curse because you folded as soon as you heard his deep voice. He smirked at you as he breathed in deeply, nodding his head like it was a signal to the other two older men sitting down.

Once he got you to sit down and have a drink with them. They’ll introduce themselves as the leaders of the town, you honestly didn’t care for what they had to say after that because the word authority and older was dancing inside of your head as you stared at them with big pretty eyes circling in on each one of them. You were sizing them up. Sizing them up to fuck them.

Afterwards, Erwin would probably be the one who trailed you home to make sure you got home, explaining how he was just “ looking out for a civilian and his fellow friend daughter”

You are so glad you decided to stay and size them up because you were bouncing on Miche’s big dick in the booth next to the dirty window. When you first saw his dick, you gasped as you stared at it. It was so pretty, curved to the right with two thick veins running down his cock and a pink, thick tip. He also had a cigarette and cologne musk to him, your favorite on old men like him. Your arms hugged his back as he lifted you up and down his dick using his big hands whilst talking with Erwin and Nile. He multitasked and he was great at it because he still hit the right places deep inside of your wet, starving pussy, “ So this is the girl, everyone’s been speaking about? Gotta say she’s exactly my, Mmgh!, type.” They were speaking about you like you weren’t even there getting your pussy destroyed by Miche and that turned you on even more.

Erwin chuckled as he dabbed his cigarette on the ashtray just to bring it to his dried glossy lips, inhaling and exhaling it, “ ‘Isn’t she just so pretty?’ That was Armin’s words as he showed the video of a girl sucking Jean’s cock to me when I asked what they all were discussing. Who would’ve known that she would be the same girl in the video. Luck is on our side Mike and Nile because she is indeed a beauty.” The reason he had dried up lip gloss on his lips was because of your ‘Cherry Bomb’ lip gloss you wore when you made out with him and his friends moments before Miche placed you into his lap to fuck you.

Your moans and screams were muffled into Miche’s neck due to the increased movements of his hips snapping up as his nails broke more of the ass part on your white bow stockings, ultimately revealing your pretty panties that had a small bow on the bak. Your panties were pulled to the side as his cock thrust into you. Nile tried so desperately not to look since his wife was back home with his kids. His wife cheated on him yet he still stayed. Yeah that wife. He had to stay loyal but he couldn’t when your big ass recoiled when miche hit deep inside of you. “ Fuck, she’s something, alright.” Nile didn’t wanna admit it, but he wanted to watch you break underneath him.

And he did when he fucked you agaisnt the table in front of them. His dick was a monster right next to Miche’s— tan with a dark pink tip, hairy because you could feel some of the hairs against your ass as he pushed into your pussy, and long with a little girth to him. You couldn’t take him after getting your pussy beat by Miche. Now, your neck was held in his strong hands while he pushed into your soaking pussy. Your nails gripping the table in front of you, “ Kahhh, I can’t.. I can’t take it, please slow down.” You didn’t want him to slow down at all because this was the third best fuck you’ve had. Nile let out a deep, long groan, fucking you even faster, “ Look at her tremble under me, Erwin. Can you say she’ll do the same for you? I don’t thin— fuck!~ stop squeezing me so damn hard, baby girl.”

Erwin lifted the corner of his lips as he watched your tits flop inside your bra, he couldn’t wait to have you, “ Don’t speak too soon, Nile. Marie was trembling underneath m-” his tone was doing something to your soul and you were about to collapse under Nile’s right arm that was around your tummy. Nile didn’t like what he said and took it out on your poor bruised pussy and you loved it especially when your head was pinned onto the table and Erwin was in your line of sight— brushing the sweat off your forehead with a napkin. Nile snarled as he spoke to Erwin, “ Fuck you, Erwin. Fuck, she’s gonna make me, uhhhh~.” He was so vocal as he came inside of you, his cum mixing with Miche’s cum. Miche was so tired that he didn’t even bother to focus on their bickering moment, his eyes were glued to your body. He was fascinated by you. Everyone was. The moment you stepped inside his bar was the moment he knew you were gonna be screaming and cumming on his cock after the little talk you had.

When it was Erwin’s turn in between your legs, he fucked you with your face turned to Miche and Nile who was now panting like a dog outside without any water on a hot summer day. You were cockwarming him and spilling your cum and the other two men cum all over his cock, “ Don’t move now, Darling. Older men are talking, down here we show respect to our elders.” His eyes were on yours as he held two fingers under your chin tilting it up for you to hold eye contact with him, he soon took his focus off you to return it to the men across and on the side of you. You felt humiliation all over and that only turned you on even more, especially when he took a sip of his drink with a cooling “ aah” following, “ They taught that to us in the city, so why wouldn’t they teach that to her generation?”

They answered him and participated in your degradation and when you would try to say something or move, Erwin would perform powerful thrusts, immediately you’ll moan or cry out of pain and pleasure because after all he was the biggest one out of all of them— he was uncut with a wide girth to his already long dick, his smell was alluring to you because he smelled so natural with a twinge of Booze and cigarettes. You heard two names before your orgasm hit you like a ton of bricks, yet you couldn’t make out the names clearly. It’s not like you know them or will be able to meet them. Right?

✧˖° Levi Ackerman and Hange Zoe + barn house

The moment you met Hange was when she was milking the cows for your dad as a deal with your mom. You didn’t know how they met, but you would assume your mom and dad knew every last person here because they were already planning to move down here before they told you, which upset you to the max. Truth be told, you should’ve figured it out earlier but your mind was filled with sex, fun, and zero responsibilities.

So when you finally decide to go out three days later after your father fussed at you for being out so late, you went to your father’s barn yard that sat on the side of a little river with different fishes inside them. You sat on the hay petting the baby goat in your arms. Hange came in with a bucket of milk, stopping when they saw you with your cute baby yellow and pink dress on, they raised their eyebrow at your yellow bunny ears displayed on your head. They never saw anyone dress or look around like you, not too many chubby people that can dress in this town. Theyinstantly got excited, practically running over there to greet you.

They asked you questions about your choice of style in a town like this and while you answered they couldn’t help but to pay attention to the way your hello kitty necklace and star shaped diamond necklace fell between your high sat boobs. Levi noticed who you were right when he entered the barn disturbing your one sided conversation with the person named Hange. His voice was rough and he was straight forward especially when he asked “ Why dress like a common whore in a barn? Who allowed this?” You didn’t and couldn’t take offense because he was so close to you and eye level to your boobs. You found that funny but wouldn’t say.

Levi was not supposed to have this much interest in you but he did, specifically when he asked a question about why there was a pink bow on top of the alpaca’s ears and insulted you after when you said it looked “cutesy”. He wanted to pluck his ear off from how excited and stupid you sound and looked, but he didn’t. It’s clear you just did what you wanted. So, He decided that you’ll be “fixed” with a good lesson. He couldn’t care less if Hange decides to sit through this lesson. You need discipline and he was the right person to do it.

Your moans were muffled by Hange’s pussy covering your mouth as they sat on your face. Your moans from Levi rubbing his fat tip up and down the opening of your hungry, fat pussy, “ That’s right, shut her mouth all the way up, got tired of hearing her talk about a bunch of nonsense.” He purposely bumped his tip into your clit trying hard not to moan at the feeling of your wetness on his dick. Hange looked back with a laugh as they saw Levi bit his lip as he slid inside of your pussy, “ Looks like you’re enjoying yourself, Levi. Maybe you liked hearing her voice more than you thought you did, huh? Levi?”

Levi was about to say a smart remark when you suddenly latched onto his dick with a vicious grip causing him to let out a low whimper, red sprouted onto his face in shame and embarrassment. Luckily, Hange was too busy enjoying herself with your tongue inside of her, “ Ahh, yes { reader}! You’re doing so good for mommy.” Levi cursed at how tight you clamped on him from her little nickname— slapping your clit as a response, “ Your pussy feels so good, so don’t ruin the moment by breaking my dick with all that useless clenching.” Truth: Levi actually loved the way your pussy took him in. The grip was insane to him since he knew you took Erwin, Miche, and Nile before. They were bigger than him in length, not girth though. He only knows because of the orgies they hosted. They never fucked without condoms so why were you special? Hmm.

Levi bent down to bite your nipple as Hange gripped your coils rocking back and forth with a loud moan. They were both enjoying you and you were enjoying yourself a little too much. Almost breaking at how deep he was fucking you. Hange yanked your head back— your face was in their line of sight and you looked so pretty with their juices covering your cheeks and mouth. They let out a happy laugh, “ Levi you should see how slutty her face looks right now.” They paused and hovered over your chest a bit to let you breathe. “ Don’t need to see that when I have the prettiest thing on her body in front of me, her pussy is swallowing me up Hange so don’t talk because you’re gonna ruin my hard on.”

Hange gasped and was about to reply back to him with a sarcastic remark, stopping when they heard a loud moan and slaps increasing rapidly. “ Ha-Ann~, please keep fucking me like this mister Levi, make me yours. Ouhhh.” Levi let a small smirk display in his red and sweat drenched face in victory, “ Got you right where I want now, pretty girl…” he gripped your stretch mark stomach underneath his little, thick fingers, “ Now in order to keep hitting that spot you want, you have to vow you’re gonna be a good girl after this and stop decorating your father’s barn and barn animals with that pink girly shit.”

Your body was shaking and your words were slipping out of your mouth in stutters when you tried to respond, but his long strokes inside of your velvet walls was enough to make you lose basis of the statement he just said to you. Hange tapped your face with three taps, “ Hey, Hey, my little butterfly, don’t tap out now, are you gonna obey what Levi said.” The table bench underneath you all felt like it was about to collapse from the shaking you and Levi were creating, so you quickly answered levi in a loud, “ Yes, just— ahhnn fuck me harder, please sir.. pl-pleasee mommy!!” Levi threw his head back to get his hair out of eyes and locked eyes with Hange, whose neck was turned to him, nodding his head. I’m his mind, he wondered when Furlan and Isabel is coming to town because he knew they would fuck and love on you just as much as he and Hange are doing.

Once Hange moved their pussy back to your mouth, you were in heaven because they tasted so good. Your slurping was music to both of their ears, so Levi rewarded you by placing his head in between your pretty boobs, fucking you faster in the mating press position. His balls were slapping the opening of your other hole and his arms were tightly around your abdomen. He loved the feeling of your stomach and tit moving up and down against his body. You were remarkable. The table shook underneath you three and you were so glad that this was drilled into the ground outside in the back of the barn because if it wasn’t this would’ve been fell. Levi dick was hitting the right spot inside of you, which made your loud moans get Hange off. The strength of your tongue circling around their clit prior to moving inside of their wet pussy was amazing.

All while this was happening, you all didn’t notice a tall shadow in the woods behind the barn watching you all with a small smirk on his face. You were a dumb silly girl who was easy to manipulate and he was going to have much fun with you later on. His nephew may have had you first, but he’ll fuck you better because he need you to know that there is bigger and better out here for you. Plus, he hated your grandfather and now your father, so he was glad he found out that you were his daughter. Only time will tell.

✧˖° Kenny Ackerman + at the lake beach party in the woods

The younger crew that you previously met on the first night invited you out for a party at the private lake beach of Napeville. You have never been to one of these types of swimming parties, mainly because you wouldn’t dare touch the water because of how dirty it is and because you have never been in the woods like this. You blamed your parents for this because now you have to go through the woods just to get to a party Reiner was co-throwing with Connie.

At first, your parents didn’t want you to go since you were on duty-calls for sneaking off to fuck Levi and Hange, they obviously didn’t know that was the reason. Reiner convinced them and said he was going to “ look out for you and help you finish your duties tomorrow. You didn’t know why your parents suddenly trusted Reiner, but they let you go before telling you to watch out for a man named “ Kenny the ripper”. You paid no mind as you walked to your room.

One thing you looked forward to was looking cute at the party. You had the perfect skirts and bikini to wear. Your bikini was a size smaller than your actual size and you and everyone loved it. You would think you would be shy with a body like yours, but you weren’t because you and the others thought you were the sexiest person at the party especially with your little back rolls and tummy out.

Your swimsuit did you justice and Kenny thought the same when he lurked around watching you holding the red cup in your hands, never once stepping near the water. He needed to get close and he didn’t have a way right now, so imagine his surprise when you made it easier for him to fuck you while walking through the woods to get to your car for an extra towel for Mikasa.

On the way back to Mikasa, you ran into the chest of Kenny Ackerman, a man your parents told you to stay away from just recently too. You couldn’t be stupid enough to insult the older man with a smart remark of how old he is and how you heard that old people have bad eyesight right? You couldn’t be stupid enough to smile when he gave you a backwards compliment on how the pretty gingham wedges you were walking in the woods with is a stupid and cute choice for you, right? You also couldn’t be stupid enough to let him hold you by the neck against a thick tree, only to react with a bite of your plump lip, right? Well you were indeed stupid enough to do all of those things in the act of also getting off to how strong the older man was, wanting a piece of him in the end.

Reasons why you were tied at the hands with your bikini bra and Kenny bottoming inside of you against a tree. Your bouncing tits littered with dark stretch marks hurt as they bounced back and forth against the tree and your moans were muffled by your bikini bottoms, so you were completely naked with only his cowboy hat on your head. Kenny let out a low maniacal laugh at the desperation your eyes plead as they looked back at you, “ My my my, sweet pea, such a dumb little thing aren’t cha’? Didn’t the little shit teach you not to do anymore dumb shit anymore or was it girly shit? Hell if I know, I just know I’m gonna fuck you like the fuckdoll you are.” He tried not to let out a loud moan as he watched your ass bounce back on his big cock, he was bigger than Levi and Erwin put together, you hated it because it didn’t necessarily fit in all the way— your pussy was only taking him just above his pelvis.

“ Gonna tell your old man that his daughter is a town’s whore and shouldn’t be allowed to be here. Maybe then that poor excuse of a father will grant me half of his farm land once I send the pictures to his phone, eh?… Shit, keep squeezing me like that, sweet pea, and I’m gonna breed this fat little cunt— fill it to the brim and send you home with the next Ackerman generation inside of you.”, Kenny says with a powerful thrust inside of your pussy. The slapping sounds and your muffled pleas were echoed throughout the little area in the woods. Your pussy was something else to him. She warmed his dick up mighty good and he couldn’t help but to admire you. You were definitely a beauty so maybe he shall stick to his original plan.

“Mmgh- mmmm- pldhpse.”, you felt like your eyes were stuck in the back of your head from how hard he was pounding you from behind and against a tree at that. Trees were yucky and splintery to you, in the back of your mind you hoped that the wood wouldn't magically appear in your stomach and tits. He bit your ear when he dropped his pants to the ground, instantly groping one of your tits with his right hand and playing with your pussy with his left hand. “ Come on, my pretty pea, set up a little get together with myself and the old fuck of a father, a great fuck greater than the one you have right now is guaranteed as the prize.”

Kenny slowed down his pace before stopping and pulling out of you with his cock touching the back of your thighs. He took the bikini piece balled up in your mouth out to let you breathe and talk properly. You didn’t get what he was asking and thought he was an old friend that your family knew, “ yes— please, please, please, I’ll get you that meeting, fuck me Mr., I need— I need your dick inside me. No mercy on my pretty little cunt.” Kenny stared at you wide eyed when you turned around to lock eyes with him. Holy Shit! You were such a needy little whore. He was going to have fun with you. He met a couple of women that were needy for his cock, but not like this.

The next thing you know, your feet was dangling in the air—on the side of his naked waist during the time of his arms underneath your thighs, holding you up as he fucked into you like a mad dog in heat. You were surprised that he could pick you without cracking any bones or hurting his back or arms. He did hunt animals and people, but you didn’t need to worry your pretty head about that. But his cock felt like it was punching your stomach in and out, “ ha-nnn~ s’good, it’s sooo good. Gonna cum all over your meaty cock. Fuck!” Your moans were filling his ears and he loved every word that came out of your mouth, so he sped up his pace, your heels long gone and his pants dropped to his ankles so now you both were fucking like the vampires in the woods on true blood. So deep into each other that you couldn’t think or hear, otherwise you would’ve heard your name being called by Mikasa and Eren.

“ Shh, what’s that I hear, little pea? I hear your friends getting closer, but you don’t seem to care, do you? You stupid little girl, you don’t care that your friends will see you fucking the one man they were told to watch out for? Ah, I got it, your- fucking hell you’re clamping down on me like you never want me to pull out. Such a bad girl you are, huh? Yeah, s’fucking naughty!”, Kenny’s words were getting to you more than the close shouts from Mikasa and Eren. You couldn’t even figure out which direction they were coming from because now Kenny was dipping and moving his hips in a rhythm you couldn’t even decipher in music class if you cared for it. Fuck, he was what you needed. Kenny's big hands gripped your ass in his hands, mounding them as he pounded inside of your soaking pussy that was ready to squirt all over his cock. He loved the way you held onto him tightly in fear of him dropping you. You were a piece of work that was sure. Considering how hard and fast he’s going, this would be your first time squirting and it’s sad that it was by the one person you were told to stay away from. When he introduced himself to you after making you squirt and cream onto his cock, all at the same time, You knew you practically signed over your father’s life and land of crops for big mean Kenny Ackerman. You were so fucked, yet you didn’t even noticed or care because you were too fucked out to know that he was the man to fear.

✧˖° Reiner, Porco, and Pieck + Reiner’s room in his ranch

Reiner couldn’t sleep unless he gets a chance with you, but why hadn’t you even looked his way. It's been weeks since his lake-beach party and he couldn’t get you out his head, hell he couldn’t even get the strawberry or other candy/fruit scent out of his mind as well. He knew of the others fucking you and still wanted you, so when you suddenly stood laughing next to Pieck with a big, blue lollipop in your mouth, he couldn’t help himself to fantasize that that blue sucker was his cock instead. He couldn’t help but to look over at Pieck and now Porco eyeing you sucking on the sucker with pure fondness in their postures and eyes. He had a plan.

Luckily for him, Pieck was one step ahead of him when she asked you to go to lunch with them. As she wrapped her arms around your shoulders, she brought her fingers to your shirt that said the words “ Dumb Bimbo in Charge” with rhinestone letters. Reiner and Porco knew what she was doing by making you explain what your shirt meant just for them to not pay attention to shit you were saying. Hell, you didn’t even know what it means because you were too dumb to get it, you just thought it was cute. Too focus on how excitedly your boobs bounced as you tried to explain what your shirt meant to you.

Only when you asked the question “ Do you wanna know what Blue lemonade tastes like?” They paid attention and Porco was surprised to see your eyes on him and Reiner, especially Reiner. Gulping and nodding to your question cause you to suddenly dip your blue sucker in your lemonade— putting it back in your mouth sucking harshly. Eventually pulling it out of your mouth whilst bringing Reiner’s face close to yours kissing him. Pock and Pieck were jealous and from that moment on you all decided to visit Reiner parents ranch they left to him.

Your body felt pleasure from all over as you lay under Pieck in a 69 position, taking Porco’s cock inside of her hot pussy during the time of you taking Reiner’s cock inside of your pussy. His moans were so whiny as he moved in and out of your drenched pussy with a thumb inside of your puckering hole, “ She’s so- ahhunn- she’s so eager to take me in, Porco.” You indeed were eager to take him in as the wet sounds of yours and Pieck’s pussy rippled in the room you all were in. Porco grunted as Pieck squeezed against his cock, “ Shit Pieck, Reiner shut the hell up, m’tryna get off here and all I hear is your whiny- annoying ass voice.” Reiner didn’t respond to Porco’s comment due to feeling your pussy convulse around his dick.

You, on the other hand, was in love with the way Reiner cock took up so much space inside of your pussy, filling you just right. Tears were brought to your eyes as you started feeling Reiner’s balls slapping against your hole from how deep he was inside of you, “ Mm’guh, s’deep, I can’t breathe, mmmm.” Reiner smirked as Porco eyes widened at how lewd you were talking about Reiner’s dick beating your pussy in. He couldn’t let Reiner win this, so he stuck two fingers in your mouth since your face was facing him as he dug deep into a moaning Pieck, “ Suck, bitch. After you’re done, suck my girl’s clit as I fuck her. That’s what you’re good for right, Ymir told us all about how skilled your pussy eating is.” You coughed and drooled on his thick fingers as they hit the pack of your throat.

Reiner hissed shapely at your clenching on his cock, landing a harsh smack on your thighs with his right hand, “ Seems your pussy took a liking to my cock, doll face. Wonder if she could take the shape of my cock even better than she is right now? Shit~ yeah, yeah, just like that. So fucking tight. Oh~” Pieck was so out of touch with this world that she jumped when she felt a hand slap her clit from below, she then proceeds to stroke a finger over your slit— taking in how sticky her hands are becoming. her moans only grew louder when she felt a calming suck on her clit from you, “ Pieck’s dripping— mmmgh! dripping so much Porco. She’s doing so good for us.”

Porco eyes rolled to the back of his head as you licked from Piecks pussy to the part of his cock that wasn’t inside of Pieck. Reiner didn’t take kindly to you lifting yourself up to do that. In response, he slammed inside of you, gripping your love handles harshly as he pounded inside of your pussy, “ Stop trying to run, doll face, can’t have you slipping from me to please that fucker.” It was like a different man came out as he pounded into your now bruised pussy. You couldn’t keep up with the licking of Pieck’s cunt because of the power thrust Reiner was doing to your body. “ yes, yes, yeshhh!” Your moans were shut off by Porco snatching your hair up to Pieck’s saturated pussy taking in his cock with a grip you could visibly see.

Reiner and Porco’s chest were glistening with cold sweat as they fucked you and Pieck with meaning. You were on the verge of cumming and wanted to try to hold it, but Pieck latched her luscious lips on your clit, sucking and curling her tongue around you eagerly. Your screams were muffled as it vibrated Pieck’s pussy causing her to squirt on your face and Porco’s cock. Porco couldn’t believe he was living his dream right now, “ Fuck~ I guess you are worthy little something huh, so fucking sexy.” He rubbed your head during the time of you swirling your tongue on Pieck’s slightly tan pussy. Soon after, Porco gripped Pieck’s hips as he slowly overstimulated her pussy like Reiner was doing your creaming pussy, “ doing so good for me, Pieck. A fucking good girl, now make her squirt f’me, P’.”

Pieck begins to licking more rapidly with her moans vibrating your clit. Reiners pounding only added to your pleasure and soon you were soaking and creaming around his cock and on Pieck’s face. Her eyes closed as you squirted on it, taking in the taste of your juices as well. Reiner’s hand gripped harshly on the headboard of the bed you all were on and with a loud yell of your name he came inside of you with no hesitation. You were so glad that you went to the clinic for a check up and got on birth control, otherwise you would’ve been done for. Kids were not on your list but it was on Reiner’s list as he came inside of you seeing nothing except for hazy imaginary snowflakes as he looked at the ceiling. His chest on Pieck’s head as he breathed into her hair, only jumping up from how shook your body was and Porco’s scream as he came into Pieck’s pussy.

Pieck’s moans were so fucking cute to you. You would love to do this again with the three of them, only next time you wanted Porco for yourself. Reiner was perfect, yet you still wanted more. More was in Porco especially with the way he locked eyes with you when you looked up at him through low eyes. His chest raised up and down with the eyes of a person who wanted whatever was in front of them like a kid seeing their favorite plushy and wanting it. Reiner bent down to kissed your thigh whispering a raspy “ thank you” and you squeezed around his limp cock still inside of you. Nothing but a grunt was heard when you did that. He hoped what he heard from your dad wasn’t true. He didn’t want you to leave to go stay with a relative in the city, just to go to college. It’s a college here, a small one, but he hopes it’ll do. It’s also 30 miles away so why couldn’t you stay? Stay.

✧˖° Keith Shadis and Eren Kruger + Theo Magath + at a dinner party inside of your parents house

Your father and mother told you that they were having a dinner party with the residents of this town, mostly the higher ups and they told you to dress appropriately. They were wary of your definition of appropriate so they had to specify it two times for you to get it. And when you asked if you have to attend, the look on your mothers face told you your answer. You are their daughter and you’re gonna have to take over after your parents die. Generational farming was not for you. You’re definitely gonna be the one to end that curse.

The list of people that showed up was huge, luckily your house was huge enough for them. Everyone you had sex with was here probably, not that you care. They just better keep it quiet. The noise downstairs was filled with nothing but plates and untensils clattering with loud laughs and talks. You heard a portion of the older man you fucked until the topic of Kenny Ackerman came up.

You wanted to eavesdrop so bad, but thought otherwise because you wanted to finger yourself to the last encounter with the said man. With your head against your fluffy pink silk pillow and hands locked in the handcuffs you brought, you fingered yourself to the memories inside of your head of every person you fucked. You couldn’t help yourself and couldn’t stop fingering yourself as the noise drowned out. You didn’t even stop fingering yourself when Eren Kruger walked into your room, mislaying your room for the bathroom.

Kruger eyes were wide when he walked in on you knuckle deep inside of your pussy moaning multiple men names, some of them was friends of his like Erwin, Levi, Ackerman, Zeke, Hange, etc. he made the conclusion that you were the little fox his colleagues were spending weeks talking about like they were in love with you. God. You looked so pretty with your mouth formed in a little O as you struggled to get off due to your pink handcuffs on your wrist. He closed the door not so quietly causing you to gasp out at the sudden noise. Your eyes widened when you saw who it was. The man who came here three weeks ago to talk with your dad; he was with two other men though.

His grey eyes peeled into you before he spoke to you in a deep gruff voice, “ So you’re the infamous, { reader}. Such a beauty you are…” he stood there, eyeing you slowly closing your legs with your fingers now placed on your pretty stomach, over the fabric of your pretty white dress. Your thighs were what he wanted to be suffocated in and that’s exactly why he came closer to you. You tried to move back to sit up, but he shook his head and immediately you stopped moving like you were in a trance, “ Can I help you out, princess? Want to make you feel good and much better. Allow me to make you feel good, princess.”

You stared at him getting on his knees in his black trousers. You were eyeing the door, slithering your eyes back to him with a meek nod of your head. You were never shy but he had the aura to make you do so. Kruger didn’t waste any time pulling off your panties underneath your dress you were supposed to make your way down the stairs with, “ so pretty.” His deep voice caused you to clench at air and he chuckled with his head still under your dress. He licked a strip of your fat pussy, your body shuddering in response followed by a little whine, “ fuck, please continue.” Kruger obeyed you and took long and slow licks up and down your pussy. Older men and women have proven to be better at everything because you’ve never gripped the sheets just from three licks of your pussy.

Kruger enjoyed the taste of your pussy, wanting to suck that pretty, puffy clit. He sucked your clit with meaning causing you to raise up a little to bunch your dress up over your plump tummy revealing his pretty eyes already on you. His facial structure made him highly attractive outstandingly when he moved his tongue in a slow circle around your clit. You two were lost in each other’s eyes that when the door opened and closed you couldn’t hear it. Your head tilted back at how good he was eating your pussy, “ Just like that, mmm, Mr. Kruger I want more.” Girls in their 20s wasn’t his type because they’re so whiny and much younger than him, yet he couldn’t help groaning into your pussy at your whines.

A hand suddenly grabbed your chin, squeezing your cheeks together. Your eyes widened in high alert when you saw the sunken eyes of a man you were afraid of ever since he came here giving you a mean stare: Keith shadis was a man you genuinely feared and respected enough to want. Kruger hummed against your Pussy prior to speaking once he detached from you with a string of saliva and juice following, “ See you made it, shadis. Didn’t expect you to come in and join, consider me impressed.” Keith's eyes hardened at Kruger, turning to you before he captured your lips with a bruising, hard kiss. Your hips bucked into the air from the hot, steaming kiss you shared with the tall 6’6 man, they were both so tall and big. Keith broke from the kiss with a little peck on your chin and lips, “ Couldn’t let you have all the fun, haven’t had this much fun since 95’. Wouldn’t miss it, although her mouth looks a little bored, a little conniving whore like her needs a cock in her mouth to satisfy her. Who knows? She might even have an oral fixation and if she doesn’t, I’ll create it for her to have.”

Keith pushed you back on the bed, taking his shoes off to climb onto the bed with his knees on the side of your head— messing up your hair a little bit. He unbuckled his pants and his dick popped out slapping you on the forehead, he was uncircumcised yet still had a huge cock you wanted down your throat. You grabbed his cock at the same time Kruger pushed his tongue inside of your pussy, “ Augh-mmmph.” As soon as you opened your mouth, Keith shoved his cock down your throat, fucking your throat fast with a vicious grip on your hairstyle you got. It hurts so good. Theo opened the door and slide inside to watch with a cigar hanging out his mouth. His eyes was focused on how well you took Keith’s dick inside of your mouth. He looked down at his trousers and shifted. Keith and Kruger knew he was there but you didn’t. How could you when Keith’s groans and Kruger’s slurping was heard along with your muffled moans from the dick sucking you were happily doing.

Keith was in heaven once your tongue slid I’ve this veins and Kruger was in heaven when your pussy drowned his face in your juices. Theo Magath was just a bystander and man did he want to join— he’ll wait out his turn. While you were about to get fucked out by three older men, your family was downstairs with the men and women you already gave yourself to. Such a slut and your parents had no idea what you’ve been doing and what you’re doing right now. You heard them calling you downstairs, though you were too busy being used by all three men upstairs in your recent decorative room. After all, you are the Farmer’s daughter that turned into the town’s Slut. Therefore, you are now the Town’s Slut and you’re not going anywhere else any time soon.

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[ponderingmoonlight]

Levi being separated from his wife for years after joining the scouts but finding his way back to her

Pairing: husband!Levi x fem!reader

Word Count: 2,7k

Synopsis: Just before Erwin was about to catch you in the underground city, Levi begs you to stay behind and promises to return. Years pass, years in which he never reached out once. Until an unexptected visitor knocks on your door.

Warnings: heavy angst to comfort, the last part is not proofread so have mercy, please let me know what you think as this is the second aot fanfic I'm posting <3

Tags: @lees-chaotic-brain @sanicsmut @levislegislation

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You move with almost frightening speed around the countless buildings, escaping the hands of the blonde male behind you by razor’s edge. Why the hell are the survey corps so much stronger than the military police? So skilled with the 3D manoeuvre gear that it’s almost scary, haunting after you so fast that it’s getting harder and harder to escape their grasps. But everything is going according to plan, right? You need to get yourself caught, you need to join the survey crops, you-

“Move to the left. Just keep going and don’t look back. You are skilled enough to escape them alone.”

Your glossy eyes dart towards your husband in disbelief. No, he can’t be serious about what he just said. That would mean…

“But we’ll get separated”, you argue.

Levi is fully aware of what he’s asking from you. But given the neck-breaking speed and the skills of the people behind you, the risk of getting caught is greater than the benefit of staying together. And that man…Even though he promised you the world, Levi could tell by the sound of his voice that he isn’t trustworthy. He might go to hell, he might die in the process, but you.

There is absolutely no way in hell he’ll risk your life.

At least you’d be safe, even if it means he’ll be away from you for some time.  

“I never intended on taking you with me, (y/n). If we’ll get separated, I will come and find you here. I promise.”

His words don’t make any sense while you shake your head in mistrust. But you agreed on going together, all four of you. Why would you stay behind, why would he even suggest something like that?

“(y/n), I don’t want to lose you because of a mission. Please, move left.”

You don’t know what to do, mind completely clouded by anger, fear and uncertainty. You would trust your husband with everything, laying your life right into his hands. But this? This means you might never see again, this means he’ll leave you here for who knows how long, this means your husband could lose his life for freedom.

“But what if I lose you?”

“You will never lose me. I promise I’ll come back to you, just trust me with this one. I love you, (y/n).”

You take a deep breath, the next intersection coming closer and closer. It’s time to make a decision.

Will you move left like Levi begged you to or will you move right and followi him like you initially planned?  

With a load of gas you propel yourself past a building, moving with horrendous speed down the tight side streets of the underground.

One last glance. One last glance into the eyes of the man who is the only light in your life, one last glance into the cold blue eyes of the man who is now chasing after him.

“You better come back to me, Levi Ackerman”, you mutter to yourself while holding back bitter tears.

-a few years later-

“Take it or leave it. I will find someone else who’ll buy it.”

“Are you up on sale too?”

That’s enough. With a swift motion, you pierce through the man’s dirty hand with your knife before turning around and leaving his house in company of his pathetic screams.

It’s been years. Years since Levi go taken away from you by that blonde man with blue eyes, years since he promised that he’ll come back.

But he never did. With fast and skilled motions, you swing around, making your way back home before the military police starts getting on your nerves again.

Everything seems so cold since he left. Your worn-down house, the bed you used to share, your whole fucking life. Who knows what happened after they got caught. Are all of them still alive? Maybe something went wrong, maybe they die-

No. You shake your head vehemently. This is simply not possible. Levi Ackerman would never die through the hands of a titan, let alone a member of the survey corps. That’s absolutely impossible, unbelievable to say the least. Maybe he started a new life on the surface with his friends, lying under the sun right now while eating the most exquisite food.

Good for him. If you weren’t still stuck in this hell.

A few harsh knocks on the door rip you out of your dreams.

“Who the hell is this?”, you grumble to yourself.

You don’t expect any visitors today. To be exact, you never expected anyone to visit you. So who could this be? The man you threatened before? The military police officers you stole from? Whatever, you will figure it out somehow.

But when you open the door, you aren’t greeted by the face of a disgusting officer. No, you stare right into ice-blue eyes.

“When will you finally let me get her?”

He missed you every single day since you parted your way back then in the underground city. How are you? What are you doing? Are you even alive? Levi’s hands clenched into fist just by the thought of it. Countless lonely night that felt so empty without you by his side, countless people he lost during the process. If you knew what happened…

“Is a woman really that important to you? She must be someone really special if you’re still asking about her”, Erwin commented, staring at the captain sitting in front of him with eagle eyes.

Yes, he does remember you. The girl who took the left path back then, the only one him and his squad weren’t able to catch.

“She is my wife. If you don’t allow me to get her, I will quit my service”, Levi suddenly barked at his commander.

How unexpected. Even though Erwin could tell that you’ve meant something to him when he decided to leave you in the underground city, he never thought his relations to you would go that deep.

“Fine, if that’s what you wish I’ll go and escort her.”

“I will get her myself-“

“You have a job to do, remember? I will take Moblit with me, it shouldn’t take long, given she cooperates.”

Did he even have a choice? One look into Erwin’s face showed him more than urgent that this is nothing to be discussed. And even though he hates to admit it, somehow Erwin is right. These brats were unpredictable, along with Hange.

“Fine”, Levi finally grumbled.

As long as you’ll finally be back in his arms, he won’t complain.

“You”, you hiss through gritted teeth.

Your whole body begins to tremble in thick rage, eyes darting right through his spoiled soul. His eyes haunted you in your dreams, how he talked to your husband back then, how they pushed his gorgeous face into the dirt. You will never forgive him. No, nothing in the world could make you forgive the blonde man in front of you who stole your life away from you so cruel.

“Where is Levi?”

“Maybe if you calm down-“

“SHUT UP”, you immediately interrupt the other man behind him.

“You will pay for all these fucking years I had to live without him. You will pay for every sleepless night, for every tear that I cried. You will pay with your own pathetic life!”

With a swift motion, you lower the knife out of your sleeve, ready to hit his carotid artery with full force.

Until you suddenly fall to the ground, the last thing you are able to see being this asshole’s boots before everything turns black…

“I…hate…y-“

Silence, darkness, nothingness.

“You didn’t have to hit her this hard. Levi will definitely make you pay for punching his wife”, Erwin comments dryly before gently lifting your numb body over his shoulder.

“His wife, huh? No wonder she’s so feisty, what a pain in the ass”, Moblit remarks.

“I understand her anger. After all, I hid her husband for multiple years from her. Let’s see how she acts when she wakes up…”

-back at the base camp-

“Who’s this woman?”, Eren mumbles into his best friend’s ear, staring at the lifeless female body laying in front of Erwin’s feet.

“They just came back with her. But nobody seems to know who she is”, Armin clarifies.

Everything hurts. Your back, your head, your limbs feel like falling off every second. You feel like hit by a horse…Did the military police catch you? Did someone come for you? Impossible…

You rub your head, lids blinking against the harsh light. Where the hell are you? And why is it so damn bright here? This definitely isn’t the candle in the middle of your bedroom.

You lift your trembling limbs off the ground, groaning when a new wave of nausea rolls over you. God, why do you feel so bad? You can’t even remember what happened last. You were at the underground, you made a deal with that asshole, you returned home, it knocked.

It knocked.

Your eyes widen in pure horror when his face lights up in your head. He. He was there. The man who stole your life from you, the man who took your husband with him.

“I’m glad you’re awake, he should return every minute-“

“You.”

Your eyes roam around without an aim until his cold blue eyes meet yours.

“You took everything from me!” you scream on top of your lungs.

The air around you heats up immediately, all the voices quieting down in an instant when your trembling index finger darts towards commander Erwin Smith.

“You took my life from me, you stole my husband and now you kidnap me! I’ve had enough, you’ll pay for all your sins, for how miserable you made my life! Do you know how many lonely nights I begged for him to return, that I even started praying for him to come back home to me? You promised freedom but caged me to the underground in my hopeless dream of him returning someday!”

Again, you shoot towards him with your knife in your hand. Fuck, you hate the way hot tears start to sting in your eyes and take your sight, but you can’t help yourself. This man in front of you is the epitome of living hell, the reason you suffered all these goddamn years. You aim for his neck, ready to slice him open like a fish along with a toe-curling scream that escapes your trembling lips.

“Don’t.”

The sheer force of a pair of fingers wrapped around your wrist is enough to make you stop. This almost sounded like…

“Levi.”

“I have to explain all this to you calmly. Please put down your knife, (y/n).”

“You have some fucking nerve”, you mutter under your breath, eyes darting towards him for the first time in years.

He looks just like you remember him, figure roaming over you for a few inches, eyes as calm as the ocean, hair neatly trimmed. Yes, he is just as attractive as you remembered.

And alive.

And this is the first time you see him, after so many years.

“Where have you been all this time, huh?”, you cry out.

You free yourself out of his grasp, now storming towards him.

“What about the promise you made back then, that you’ll return to me?”

Your hands push against his firm chest harshly, fists slamming over and over against his tight muscles while all he does is standing there.

“You left me without saying goodbye, without even thinking about me twice. Do you know how much I cried that day, how much I missed my fucking husband?”

Tears stream down your face like a waterfall, voice so hoarse that it’s hard to cough out a single word that makes sense.

“Why didn’t you come back? Why did you leave me in the dark? Why-“

He can’t hold back any longer. Before you continue your ramblings, before you are able to hit him again, Levi wraps his arms around you and buries his face in the crook of your neck. God, how much he missed this, how much he missed the simplicity of holding his wife in his arms.

“I love you, (y/n)”, he breathes against your ear.

You see stars, feel like fainting, want to push him away while all you want is to be held at the same time. Countless nights you imagined what it would be like to meet him again, countless nights you pondered about his life, where he might live, what he is doing.

And now he’s standing in front of you, pressing you tightly against his firm body while all you can do is break down and cry in his inviting arms.

“Back then, I have asked you to move left because I feared what lies behind the walls. And I was right, (y/n). The things I saw, the countless lives the titans took. Isabel and Furan, they… They died on our first expedition. It wasn’t safe to drag you into this world. Even if I wanted nothing more than to hold you in my arms again, I figured it would be easier to know you live as far away from the titans and me than being in danger…”

“You idiot”, you spit into the face you learned to love long ago.

“I would rather die by your side than live alone at the safest place. Don’t you understand that all I wanted was to be with you?”

Your words echo through his mind, the past years replaying themselves in front of his eyes like a movie. It’s been so damn long. He should have asked about getting you sooner, he should have moved hell and earth to get you out of the underground.

“I’m sorry about all those years, (y/n). You were the only thing on my mind this whole time, I was longing for your touch, for your presence. I wrote a list of things I want to show you. I know how much I’m asking for, but please forgive me, please be by my side right here and now.”

Is it really this simple? Is one look in his lovely face enough to forget all those years you’ve waited for him? Your heart pounds hard against your ribcage, all pairs of eyes seem to be set on you. What are you supposed to do?

“A simple sorry won’t take away all those years I’ve waited for you.”

Levi swallows hard, this usual cool composure slowly but surely breaking away. Fuck, he messed up. He should have gone after you immediately, he should have ignored Erwin’s advice. If you leave him right here on the spot…His eyes widen in thick fear. No, this would completely tear him apart. After all, you are his precious wife, the love of his life, the only reason he kept going despite all the people that died in front of his eyes.

“But I won’t live in the past with regrets. I was hoping forward for this day so long, let’s enjoy it.”

And then you return his hug, wrapping your arms around his ribcage like you used to. Levi lets himself fall into your touch, soaks in the decent smell of citrons on your clothes. God, how much he missed this, how much he missed you.

“We will never return to the underground, my darling. Your place is right here under the sun.”

You press your lips against his hungrily, soaking up this precious moment. This is exactly how you imagined your reunion. Maybe a few years earlier, maybe being escorted by himself. But god, you can’t help but get lost against his mouth, your fingers re-discovering the valleys of his well-toned body.

“Huh, what’s going on here? HUH, DID I MISS SOMETHING!?”

Levi slowly removes his lips from yours, cold eyes staring darkly behind you. You follow his gaze, looking directly into the way too near face someone wearing glasses.

“This is my wife, shitty four-eyes. Can you stop bothering her?”

“WHAT? You never mentioned anything about a wife! Oh, what a gorgeous woman she is! And you’re just as small as Levi himself. Huh, maybe that’s what comes with living under the ground, right? But don’t worry, you will be just fine here! Apart from some titans here and there, and maybe titan shifters and don’t forget those-“

“Shut.Up.”, Levi hisses through gritted teeth.

#aot fluff #aot #aot x reader #levi aot #attack on titan #levi ackerman #attack on titan x female reader #attack on titan x reader #levi attack on titan #levi fluff #levi x reader #levi angst #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman x you #levi ackerman fluff #levi ackerman x female reader #hanji zoe #erwin smith #erwin aot #hange #aot x y/n #aot x female reader #aot x you

[wettvagina]

BOUNCE

Men that can destroy your pussy with a single rough thrust, but allow you to ride them. Watching how your ass recoils onto their lap when you bounce on their cock, thighs spread as you split yourself open on his cock, moaning and whining like a bitch in heat, receiving groans and grunts from him.

But when he's close it's a whole other story, you feel his warm, tough hands hold onto your hips, jutting his hips forward to dig his dick deep into your pussy, feeling your gummy walls press onto his entire length sending him over the edge.

You feel him come deep inside of your pussy, his grip moves from your hips and wraps around your stomach, rubbing at your lower stomach as he rides through his high, you only feel him begin to move oncemore, dick piercing through your hole as you immediately let out a string of moans.

You expected him to stop when he was finished, but you were wrong. His pace was almost as fast as before, he did all the work as you sat on his cock, he drilled into your pussy as you felt his hands rub at your sides, traveling all the way up to where your breasts laid in your bra, unclipping the unnecessary fabric, thumbs rolling over your hardened nipples as you whine.

He feels your pussy walls squeeze down onto him, his pace still not faltering as he pushes you over the edge, making you come all over his cock, drenching his dick down to his thighs. "You made a mess." was all his deep, hoarse voice spoke as you panted.

EREN , ARMIN , LEVI , NANAMI , GETO , GOJO , AKI , SUNA , MIKEY , DAZAI , SUKUNA , ERWIN

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[levmada]

Lay for Me - PT.4/4

pairing: Erwin/Levi

summary: At first, Levi peeks in with some apparent idea of physical boundaries applied here, but then in an instant comes right in. They're making eye contact as Erwin slides his fingers in and out. Even if it wasn't for his expression, it's clear by the movements what he's doing under the water.

content/warnings: wet dream, edging, praise, doggy style, switch!Erwin (service!sub Erwin/soft!dom Erwin), service!dom Levi, multiple orgasms, bathtub secks, pron with feelings, masturbation, voyeurism for a second, enthusiastic consent, cum-eating, biting | 4.5k

note: you know what they say: the story reaches its natural conclusion when the bigger/taller love interest gets railed

| previous chapter |

Erwin dreams of him.

Flashes of Levi’s snow-pale skin, whatever part of his body it is, iridescent with sweat except where blush makes his skin glow pink, his, his pebbled nipples, his navel heaving. A trimmed black trail of hair going down to his thick, dripping cock.

The tight grip he would have digging into Erwin’s thighs as he leisurely bounced on his cock. The squelching in the slaps of skin against skin—Levi facing backwards so that he would spread his round ass apart and watch as he thrust into his puffy pink rim, as he disappeared inside.

Gripping Levi's hips in place and his speed increasing, and Levi’s ass bouncing as he would hammer in. Levi would throw his head back, gasping. “Ah… A-Ah! Fuck me. Y’feel so good…”

Erwin’s legs trembling as he heaves breath after breath.

He dreams about Levi's eyes. Levi’s hand gripping his throat like he did after Erwin begged. He never begs. But he’d done it, and hesitance gave way to a fire in Levi's captivating silver eyes. The thrill in it, the heat.

Images and motions drift around.

“Levi! H-Hah, god, Levi! Yes!”

His own voice in that thin desperate tone fuels the lust the dream gorges on. It’s not so clear if he’s spread open on his back or kneeling on all fours, or his legs are folded to his chest with Levi kneeling over him—but Levi is fucking him.

The sense of fullness and thrusting is incredible vivid. Levi is losing control and humping inside him, his eyes are rolling back. He's grinding so every inch of him is nestled deep inside. Yanking Erwin’s hair or pushing his head down, gripping his wrists, or his throat and sinking into him slowly, inch by delicious inch. Lovingly closing his lips on the nape of his neck.

“Good boy, Ervy.”

His knees buckling under the force of Levi's thrusts. Lithe palms squeezing his hips, a touch as gratifying as the sex itself.

“Levi…” he’d moan. Drool soaking into the pillow, his eyes crossing. “Fuck me, Levi…”

He groans awake from the most vivid sex dream he's ever had with a slow, dreadful start, and almost delirious enough to believe that if he closed his eyes, he could sink back into it.

He opens his eyes to the ceiling of his office. What was supposed to be a quick power nap on the sofa after dinner turned into an hour-long wet dream. He comes to terms with this staring at the grandfather clock across the room. Night is falling outside.

And Levi isn’t here. Obviously.

Erwin closes his eyes again, fending off disappointment. They almost always have dinner together, but they've just been so busy—getting signatures, checking and rechecking, constant graphite stains on his hands from pouring over maps, allocating funds to fuel and food and medical and horse feed…

He doesn't know when it happened that even meals without Levi became nothing more than a chore—an easily forgotten one at that. Erwin doesn't take naps, either, and the fact he doesn't have his arms around Levi for this occassion is downright depressing.

It's no one's intention and it can't be helped, but goddamnit—he misses spending any length of time with Levi, away from prying eyes and outside professionalism.

He can trust that he'll crawl into bed with him every night, but Erwin is practically asleep before his head hits the pillow. A nap was supposed to fix that.

But there's a problem. He doesn't need to look to see—fetishizing his own disappointment—but he does anyway. The outline of his cock pushing against the front of his tight pants is painfully obvious, as well as painful.

Erwin watches the clock's hands tick as he slowly slides his hand down to the inside of his thigh. His hips are already moving on their own, and, tracing the wrinkles in the fabric with feather-light, aimless touches, he's already out of breath.

He could put his cock in his fist easily, but just as easily he'd come, and there'd be no satisfaction in it, not really. He'd rather come too fast because of Levi. He knows it gets Levi so fucking horny when he—

Levi gave no guaranteed time he'd be free except "after supper" which lately has meant after dark. Today, he's taken up the responsibility doing the job he hates most, which is training up new squad leaders for them to train new recruits.

Something about their egos. He can't think. He can't think about Levi without missing Levi, which means he should focus on something else.

However, since that is impossible, his plan is tangentially related to him.

He does the walk of shame to his private bathroom, sits on the edge of the tub, and starts running the hot water. It'll take a while for his size—about three of Levi could fit in it—but with every passing minute the likelihood of Levi joining him in this bath grows.

Steam rises up from the hot water as he pumps it. The tub is deep, so it takes a while, but it's necessary to accommodate a man his size. Three of Levi could fit in it, and they tease each other for that in equal measure.

While it fills up, he mechanically unbuttons his shirt. Steam rises.

He had a bath this morning—and showering would be more convenient—but it's less appealing to dirty up bathwater, and his dream reminded him of his want for preparedness. To lay for Levi.

His cock twitches at the reminder. And at another thought of Levi, he gets up and opens the bathroom door, leaving it cracked. Just in case he's in for a miracle.

Seeing how much Levi inadvertently turned him on is going to turn him on more, so he takes off his pants last, and grunts with relief once he does.

This time, he doesn't look. He won't be tempted. Instead he breathes in the humid smell of lavender, and slowly sinks into the water. Instantly the hot water seizes his tight muscles—he hisses softly in relief. It almost feels as good as touching Levi would feel.

He oils up his fingers—it's not like he started a bath to get clean.

Unlike the first time he did this, he's not as nervous. It's the fact that his fingers disappearing under the water and putting them nowhere near his cock has become routine with no release doesn't leave him that excited.

He props his elbow on the edge of the tub, covering his mouth with his fist as he strokes his hole with two fingers. Slow circles, just the way he's watched Levi do to himself, before. Except he can't imagine watching himself is anywhere near as attractive—Levi is lanky, and much more flexible, with none of the clunkiness thicker fingers have.

He has two inside when the sensations are nearing unbearable. His head nods back. A mix of his imagination and remnants of the dream invade his mind—Levi just leering over him as he fingers himself, praising him with a hand around his cock when he finds his prostate, and acting strict when he's worked himself up too fast, like now.

He's so deep into the daydream that he moans when he picks up on footsteps, approaching down the hall. He recognizes them.

Levi.

He covers his mouth, prying his lidded eyes open to watch the door.

At first, Levi peeks in with some apparent idea of physical boundaries applied here, but then in an instant comes right in. They're making eye contact as Erwin slides his fingers in and out. Even if it wasn't for his expression, it's clear by the movements what he's doing under the water.

"Huh." Levi's eyes rake him up and down as he leans back, closing the door with a resolute click. "Am I interrupting something?" he asks with a tilt of his head.

"Am I dreaming?" he asks right back.

"I was just wondering the same thing." With neat, practiced movements with those precise, beautiful hands, he undoes his cravat. "You're not dreaming about getting off without me, are you?"

Erwin watches the swell of his chest as it’s revealed to him by nimble fingers opening buttons, and his hard abdominals twitch. Levi’s thighs and cock as they’re about to be freed from their constraints with a click of his belt buckle.

"God," he gasps. "God, no."

He does it all in record time, nearing the tub. There’s no time and even less patience to put on a show.

“Uh-huh?”

“Join me.”

“Obviously.”

Levi steps into the tub, nearly collapsing right down to his knees as Erwin brings him down with a crashing of the water against the sides of the tub. Levi groans as the steaming water surges around him.

A little bit spills over the edge. Their lips collide with no concern for it. Erwin feels how interested Levi’s cock is already, pushing against his navel.

“Mm—” Erwin can’t manage to touch him everywhere with one hand still busy, but he tries. “—Lee—Lee…—”

“Shit—you’re hard as a rock.”

Levi strokes and caresses his cock loosely, keeping Erwin’s chin lifted to watch his brow scrunch and lift.

“Levi.”

Levi neglects it to go lower, and groans to himself at what he feels there slowly plunging in and out.

“I’m so glad you found the time to drop by for a moment,” Erwin muses sarcastically.

“You were loosening yourself up without knowing we’d even find the time?”

“I’m always—”

Levi doesn’t break eye contact while his own eyes roll back as Levi wraps his cock in his hands. Erwin throws a hand out and ends up in Levi’s hair, dampening it and reeling him forward. He moans in approval.

“You always wanna be prepared,” Levi finishes for him.

“Yes.” He struggles to control his pace with his hole fluttering so hard around his fingers. “And I had a dream about your cock in me—that was an extra motivator.”

“Fuck”—Levi covers his neck in kisses and teeth, rambling—“it’s stupid how horny you make me.”

Erwin pulls his hair, making him whine in turn. He shivers and throbs, again and again in Levi’s hands.

“It’s really about fuckin’ time that dream becomes a reality, huh.”

“You read my mind.”

“You have too. Were you gonna make yourself come without me?” His voice, rich like honey.

“Not for weeks,” he breathes, dripping need.

Erwin’s voice hitches to an embarrassing height as Levi rubs his slit. The water splashes again.

Humming knowingly, Levi’s hand reappears from the water, wet, but also sticky with his creamy cum.

His lips are already parted to taste, but much to his delight, Levi brings them to his own mouth and sucks them in, maintaining eye contact the whole time.

“That’s good,” Levi purrs, before pushing them past Erwin’s own lips, sheathed in his moaning mouth. He flicks his nipple with his other hand. “This okay?”

He nods rapidly, slowing down fucking himself if he hopes to last.

Okay? It’s rare, that Levi takes charge, over time having built the confidence it rides on, but preference for Erwin exists—it’s Levi.

“Well, Ervy? Are you gonna hand me the oil or do you want to be fucked?”

Erwin feels for the bottle behind him, thrusting it into Levi’s hand as his head spins with arousal. His body clenches more tightly and rapidly; he slows, forcing patience over himself.

With Levi pulling out from his mouth, connected by thin strings of spit, Erwin does the same to himself. Raising his hips, his knees breech higher from the water’s surface.

Levi’s expression grows a touch more sober as he sets the bottle aside again, and grips Erwin’s ass with his other hand. “You tell me if something’s wrong.”

“I will,” he promises.

“Good boy,” he says very softly, almost painfully so as he gazes deep into his eyes, unfaltering even as three of his fingers dip inside him.

His jaw slackens. “Ah.”

Due to their difference in size, Levi sheathes them smoothly and steadily down to the knuckle. The increased length pulls sounds from him he couldn’t by himself.

Humming in approval and lacking even less patience than usual, Levi strokes to find his prostate and gets a hand around both of their cocks.

Erwin lurches in surprise, humping into his hand, gasping against Levi’s temple. The friction is incredible, bursting with the pressure weeks of no release has built up.

“Mmh—”

Levi isn’t subtle about plastering his body to Erwin’s as much as possible, pinning his spread legs and back to the tub sides. He speeds up.

In the growing urgency of their breaths and movements, they barely kiss and spend more time gaping in each other’s parted lips.

As it builds in him, Erwin digs his fingertips into Levi’s ass, struggling to squirm into both Levi’s fist and down on his fingers. He appreciates the thickness and weight, but he…

“Okay?”

“Levi,” he laughs, strained. “I won’t last.”

“Hm.”

Just then. Levi curls his fingers just right and strokes that swollen spot inside.

“Ah, god!” Erwin tastes the sweat on his neck.

“Hey, keep these spread,” Levi croons in his ear. He balances one knee against Erwin’s thigh, keeping it pinned. “Doesn’t it feel good?”

He’s toying with him. A loud whimper slips from his lips, cock pulsing, dangerously close. His hand dives down, closing around his base and squeezing.

“I didn’t even do anything,” Levi muses.

He slows down drastically. Erwin feels Levi’s bangs tickling his forehead and opens his eyes. Eyes eyes are like dark opals.

“I’m serious. I can’t”—his hips stutter forward—“I won’t last.”

“Me neither… But you’ll still be loose.”

He pumps his fingers, shallow but quick, rubbing and fondling just the tips of their cocks. Levi moans, and moans, and despite what he’s said, Erwin has no desire to disagree with him.

He convulses and arches up, acutely aware of their shared expressions shifting. “God, god, Levi…!”

On the very border-edge, Levi joins Erwin in gripping their cocks to stop themselves. He stops entirely.

Erwin keens, mindless as he reels from both the thrill and disappointment of his climax fizzling away, leaving him high and dry for the second time.

Levi kisses his bottom lip, licking past them as his fingers trace his rim. “Is it good?”

“Levi.” He almost laughs in his delirium. “It’s incredible.”

A ghost of a smile kisses his lips as Levi sinks them in to the last knuckle, stretching them apart.

“I know you can come more than once.” Erwin brings his fist around Levi’s thick cock instead. It instantly twitches in his fist. “I’ve given you four in one night before.”

Levi melts. Whispered moans, quickly growing in tension, goes straight to his cock.

“Erwin…” he breaks away to warn. His movements stop inside Erwin, and grip his thigh instead. He can’t focus.

“Mm… You’re close too.” He pumps wildly. “Aren’t you. You missed me just as much.”

His eyes close. “I’m, I’m, gonna...”

His lips dip to Levi’s cheek. “Mhm. Let me make you come first. Let me make my angel come.”

“Hng—ah—” He freezes up, lurching and making the water rock as his hips buck into his fist. Erwin watches as his jaw drops and bis body shudders from the intensity of it, a simple handjob.

His teeth hook on Levi’s bottom lip, watching reverently until Levi mashes their lips together. He whimpers with the weak pulses near the end.

“How long will this take, hm?”

He pumps Levi’s twitching cock, which isn’t soft for long, earning whine after whine from him.

“Ngh… Mhm—” He inhales sharply. “Not long…” he groans, halfway there.

Erwin clutches his thigh, holding it open as his hand moves under the water. “You know, it's been too long since I could hear the sounds you're making. Since you've clung to me like this. Since I could feel you... and touch you as you get hard."

The shudder Erwin gets in return is beautifully intense. Levi's thighs quake, nails digging in, a needed outlet for the overwhelming stimulation.

“Keep talking. What you... what you want me to do. Tell me.”

Erwin's hand speeds up almost imperceptibly. There’s a hundred ways he could answer.

"What do you want?—To please me?"

His nails bite into his back, eyes opening. “Yeah.”

“You know what you do to me. You know that I'm yours, so have me in any way you want.”

Levi shuts his eyes suddenly, followed by a sharp inhale of breath. His mouth mashes with his neck, and he doesn't just nip, but bites hard. Like claiming. A shiver rips through Erwin’s whole body.

"You can't just say shit like that to get a rise out of me," Levi scolds weakly.

"I want to get a rise out of you. But I wasn't 'just saying' it."

Levi’s cock is thick and hard again. Rocking into his fist, he bites again, this time his pec. Erwin gasps, panting and hard to the point of pain.

"That's enough," Levi decides. He leans away, but grasps Erwin's jaw, forcing his attention squarely on Levi's face. "I don't just 'say things', either… I feel the same as you."

He feels like he's glowing, like his heart is going to explode.

He never banked on living so much of his life so far, let alone being anything but profoundly alone in his being, strung along by a yearning, a chasm within him that’d never be filled. He doesn’t deserve this—not one bit—and yet Levi needs him, he cherishes and treasures him, too.

"I understand you completely. Levi."

His eyes soften. "Then let's get out of this disgusting bath."

—

Erwin is made to sit down at the foot of the bed. Levi wants to drain the bath and retrieves the oil.

“Stay,” Levi orders.

Watching his retreating back, he not so subtly stars at his naked ass, still pink from where he gripped his round, soft flesh. Erwin’s cock stands hard against his navel. He’s squirming just watching.

Levi slips on Erwin’s white dress shirt while he’s at it. He’s confident it’s for no other reason than he likes seeing him in his clothes, and he knows it.

Erwin releases a breath he didn’t know he was holding when Levi appears again, with the oil this time. He drops it beside Erwin.

Levi watches him as he lets the shirt sag from his shoulders, to his elbows like something of a holy shawl. An angel—the thing he resembles the most. He wants to fall on his knees then and there.

"Turn around."

"You mean take my eyes off of you?"

Levi steps between his legs to kiss him. "You'll be doing more than look at me in a second."

Erwin turns around, but keeps his eyes on Levi as he does so, and bends over neatly in half. His feet remain planted on the wood floor. It’s comfortable enough for his height.

Nothing is touching Erwin yet except Levi's gaze, but already his breathing is growing shallow again, to lay in such a compromising position for him.

Pleasant heat grips his lower half. He should hate this, or at least be made mildly uncomfortable by it when he thinks about being rendered powerless at the mercy of another. However one of the aspects about Levi that first attracted him was how dangerous, and how infallible he was and is. Levi looks that way now, but today, they know their power over each other. It can be frightening to feel this much trust for someone else; that only person is Levi.

He shivers as Levi’s hands close on his hips, exploring up, tracing every bump in his spine before spreading across his wide wingspan. He does so fondly, and hears himself sigh as Levi cups the nape of his neck; he draws an aimless circle at the angle his jaw curves.

“Relax.”

Levi’s eyes are calm, but he feels he’s telling himself that, too. He has the look on his face whenever Erwin calls him his beloved or buys him a gift, a certain relative to pain, when Levi feels love, and is loved.

Relaxing comes rather easily, his cheek pressing against the cool bedspread. He just can’t stop looking. He does anything to see these expressions on Levi, that feel intimate and secret. Levi is the death of the worst parts of him, he feels.

Long fingers comb through his undercut backwards as Levi murmurs, “You should already know this, but you look… beautiful like this.”

His eyes involuntarily close. “You stole my line for once.”

"I know," he answers in that same painfully fond tone.

Briefly, his affectionate touches leave for Levi to coat his cock in the oil. He hears him sharply inhale.

When his hands return, it’s to spread his ass. Levi’s smaller thighs brush the outsides of his own as his thick shaft presses between, grinding on his loose hole and getting accustomed to the sensation. He moans, almost whispered.

Erwin mouths a curse as he curves his back, gritting his jaw in anticipation.

“You tell me if you need something.”

“I promise I will.”

Levi guides his cock with one hand and braces his hip with the other. Though he’s arched in anticipation, Erwin gasps as his tip pushes past his rim and dips inside.

He inhales sharply, mouth falling open as Levi grips his hip with bruising strength and steadily sinks inside. He hears him moan, strangled by what must be efforts to quiet himself as his soft walls part around his cock. Levi moves slowly for him, too.

Levi thinks of him too much. Erwin can’t think at all.

His cock is much thicker than his fingers were. He bends his back into a more perfect arch, muttering, “More. More. Ah.”

The sound escapes him as a satisfying slap of skin against skin means he’s slammed in completely.

Levi strokes his hair—Erwin can feel him watching his slack-jawed expression for signs of pain.

“Levi... Levi, I need... you to move."

“Good.”

His touch draws back down to his waist and hips, rocking at first, but as Erwin eagerly chases his cock with his hips, he buries himself deep inside him in a slow, but bruising pace, making them savor the feeling on top of the delicious friction from the mattress. Erwin’s panting hitches when he’s full, his toes curling over the hardwood.

Erwin clutches at the sheets without aim. “God…—Levi…”

“I lied,” he groans. His fingers card through his hair, and grips. He’s picking up speed. “You look fucking gorgeous taking my cock.”

He suddenly understands why Levi can never be quiet when their roles are reversed, as a cry is stolen from his chest. The angle has shifted as Levi pressed him down with more of his weight, now hammering against his prostate.

He muffles constant cries, one of his legs randomly spasming as he grinds eagerly against the bed.

“Is that it, sweetheart?”

What comes out in response is some mix of a groan and a keening gasp from deep in his chest. This is nothing like using his fingers was. It completely pales in comparison.

“Fuck. C’mere.”

Levi slows and pulls out, the sound wet. Before he can register the painful emptiness, Levi with a startling amount of strength lifts him onto the bed by his thighs with ease. His stomach jumps. He’s dumped onto his spread knees, leaving his ass raised in the air.

It occurs to him that he’s not the only one who can pin down or maneuver the other into any position either wants; that realization leaves him dizzy.

“Pass me that pillow, baby.”

He almost flinches. Blindly, Erwin reaches forward and drags the closest one down.

Levi promptly positions it under Erwin’s head, for comfort. “There you go.”

His heart swells, but he’s not fixated on the sweet gesture for long as Levi spreads him, squeezing and playing with the thick flesh. In a flash, his cock sinks into him again, slamming deep and pistoning quickly. Levi moans, loudly.

“Yes—!” Erwin gasps, a long moan falling out of him. “God, yes!”

The ankles hook on Levi’s hips as the bed starts to creak incessantly from the force. He barely hears it, barely registers the drool seeping into the pillow, and his voice climbing in volume.

He’s not even touching me.

“Levi,” he moans.

“Mhm?—Ah”—He feels his nails biting into his thighs and ass—“Fuck, you’re mine… Say it.”

“Yours,” he rasps.

Levi’s palm comes down hard on his cheek. “Louder.”

He grips the sheets so hard his knuckles turn white, groaning from the fiery sting. “I’m yours!”

With those words, the last threads of control start falling away from Levi’s thrusts.

Then he’s being rolled onto his back, one of his legs hanging over the foot of the bed and Levi pinning the other back at the knee. It hopelessly waves in the air.

Levi, his gaze burning, is on top of him again at once, pushing himself so deep inside him, so much deeper than before. A sheen of sweat shines on his temple, his lips gaping.

“God, you’re so beautiful—”

“Erwin.” He almost laughs.

His hand comes down, linking together beside Erwin’s head and squeezing, progressively tighter and tighter with their approaching ends.

His legs spasm randomly as he tosses his head, again and again to efforts to contain himself. It’s not working.

“I’m close, close, Levi—”

“Touch yourself,” Levi grunts. “And come on my cock.”

His hips stagger forward uncontrollably when he gets his fist around himself, and comes. It crests over him, the intensity of it briefly blanking every other sense. He doesn’t know if he cries Levi’s name or just whimpers it as he comes all over his navel, shooting as far up as his heaving pecs.

“Fuck, Erwin—” Levi groans like it was stolen from him, and freezes right before he falls.

Through hazy eyes Erwin watches his expression transform into pure bliss when he explodes inside him, slamming into him in deep, bruising thrusts. “Fuck!—Hah!”

His cock is still twitching as liquid heat fills him from deep inside, making his toes curl at the uniquely satisfying sensation. He’s still twitching when Levi begins to slow, and lets Erwin’s leg down, looking near to collapsing.

Erwin completely melts on the bed. He hears Levi grunt in disapproval as he slips out of him, and take his face towards him. Sighing from the emptiness, he opens his eyes, gazing at his blown cheeks and soft soft eyes from below.

“Hey, lay on the bed properly.” He starts to fix Erwin's hair. “Was it okay?”

Erwin surges up, kissing him deeply. One arm slung around Levi’s waist, he brings them falling down in the dead center of the bed with the same pillow under their heads.

Levi groans in pretend annoyance. He can tell it is. Erwin's lips curl up against Levi's as they kiss slowly.

“How dare you describe that as just ‘okay’,” Erwin scolds lightly between pecks. They’re nose to nose, peering deeply into each other’s eyes.

Levi’s nose scrunches. “Well saying it’s the best you've ever had would be misleading.”

“You’re the best I will ever have.”

“Agh.” He scoffs lightly as Erwin peppers his face with kisses. “Fuck you,” he chuckles under his breath. Erwin beams in triumph, buried in Levi’s neck.

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[leviismybby]

Erwin: "What do you guys do with your wives when you both get bored?"

Miche: "Go out on a walk or do other activities outside, recently we have been working on our garden."

Nile: "Me and Marie usually play chess, sometimes we can go out with our kids."

Levi: "Fuck."

Everyone looks at him

Levi: "The fuck you all looking at?"

Erwin: "No wonder you and (y/n) have four kids already."

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[ackermantihora]

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[piichuu]

♡ DODGING HIS KISSES

FEATURING: levi ackerman, reiner braun, jean kirschtein, erwin smith, eren yeager

WARNINGS: fluff because it’s needed, gn!reader

LEVI ACKERMAN

waking up beside you is levi ackerman’s favorite part of the day, especially if he’s gotten more hours of sleep than he usually does. it is mostly thanks to the amount of hours you’ve spent talking to him at night about anything and everything that causes his sleep schedule to better, so when he the day after gets to see your face, he can’t help but light up in a smile.

others might see him as this stone cold man with no feelings, but his heart is beating loud and clear in his chest, pumping blood for him to function. the many comrades he’s lost is the reason to his difficulties sleeping, the pictures of their dead bodies in his mind are constantly on replay and some nights, a few tears might fall from his eyes.

but now he gets to look at you after sleeping for more than seven hours, a record he’s broken after years of insomnia. his fingers trace over your cheeks while the corners of your lips curl up into a light smile.

your eyes are now halfway open while looking at him. his face is only a few millimeters away from yours, but his dark eyes immediately hinder you from hitting the man who is staring at you and probably has for a good while now. “good morning, levi,” you whisper as his lips inches closer to yours, but as he goes in for it, they’re instead met by nothing as you’ve started moving around to rest your head on his chest.

levi looks down at you with a raised brow, how come you suddenly didn’t want to kiss him? but instead of thinking about it any further, he once again leans in to kiss your lips, and this time you respond. it brings relief to his heart when your lips dance with his for a couple of seconds before he pulls away. “i hope you didn’t mean to dodge my kiss the first time,” he mutters, receiving a pair of wide eyes from you. “guess you didn’t even notice,” he chuckles.

REINER BRAUN

the night is cold as you and reiner are cuddled up in bed. his arms are tightly wrapped around your waist while your face is buried in the crook of his neck, but that is still not enough to bring the two of you warmth. the heater has been broken since weeks back, so reiner has been your personal heater for a good while now.

“should i grab more blankets? i think we have a few more in the living room,” he mumbles while one of his hands stroke your hair. his breath is hot against your cheek as you shake your head, moving away from his neck to look at him. “no, we’ll just get more cold if you leave, please stay,” you whisper, pulling him as close as you possibly can, almost to the point as to where you are melting into one another.

reiner chuckles lightly and leans down to press a kiss to your lips, but you lean back, away from him. “my lips are chapped,” you speak and even if reiner’s heart almost stopped beating in his chest at the sight of you rejecting his kiss, he now only shakes his head, letting out a quiet laugh.

“you know i’ve never cared about your lips being chapped, baby. mine are too when it’s this cold, but if you don’t want to kiss me, that’s okay,” he smiles gently. he’s too nice for his own good, but that is also what caused you to fall in love with him in the first place, so you reflect his smile and give his lips a quick kiss. “of course i want to kiss you, just don’t want to give you a bad experience.”

he rubs your cheek with the pad of his thumb and leans his forehead against yours. “you could never give me a bad experience. come on, move a little closer, i’m getting cold again.”

JEAN KIRSCHTEIN

after a long day away at work, all jean wants to do is putting his arms around your waist while holding you close to his chest. so when he sees you sleeping on the couch, the corners of his lips turn into a slight smile, seeing you all curled up in a blanket on the couch.

a pout does however spread over his lips when he thinks about it a little more clearly. you have most likely been up, waiting for his arrival until you were so exhausted that your eyes couldn’t stay open any longer. “have told you so many times not to wait for me, baby,” he mumbles as his feet lead him into the living room and towards the couch.

he doesn’t bother carrying you to bed, the couch is big enough for the two of you. so jean lies down behind you, wrapping his arms around your middle so he can do just what he’s been looking forward to all day, hugging you. fortunately for him, you don’t awake, only snoring slightly louder as you’re in his embrace.

“i’ve missed you so much today, took the day off so we can hang out all day tomorrow,” jean whispers as he rubs your hip. “we can go back to the bed tomorrow to cuddle some more there, but let’s just stay here for now. i just wanna hold you close for a while.”

he leans in to press a kiss to your cheek, but you turn slightly in your sleep as if you were avoiding his lips, but jean just lets out a chuckle, knowing you’re asleep and not aware of your surroundings. “i’ll kiss you tomorrow instead, look forward to it.”

ERWIN SMITH

erwin has a habit of always drinking a glass of whiskey while focusing on paper work. he does however never lock his door, even if he’s aware of the fact that you might come inside just to try and get him to spend some lost time with you.

as you now enter his small office, he finally looks up from his desk and flashes you a sweet smile. his cheeks have turned slightly pink from the few glasses of whiskey he’s been drinking, but it is still not enough to make him tipsy. “hello, my love. are you doing okay?” he allows you to sit down on the chair besides his that he’s put there just in case you want to check on what he’s doing.

you lean your head on his shoulder and sigh. “i had a tiring day at work, but i’m happy to be home,” you mutter as one of his arms wrap around your waist and just as he’s about to lean down to place a kiss to your lips, you’re quick to turn the other way. “you smell like whiskey,” erwin chuckles at that and ruffles your hair. “i don’t believe it’s that bad.”

he presses a kiss to your cheek instead before resting his head on yours, finally taking a break from paper work. “i’ll go brush my teeth so we can kiss for a little while, does that sound good?” you nod and kiss his cheek, giving him a soft smile as the two of you walk to the bathroom together for him to freshen up his breath.

EREN YEAGER

the two of you are in the bath together after a long day at work. both of your bodies are sore and heads exploded, so a warm bath was just what you both needed in the evening. his chest is warm against your back while your head is resting on his shoulder. eren also has an arm around your middle to pull you closer and make sure you won’t slip underneath the water due to your exhaustion.

“maybe we should go sleep after this,” eren mumbles as his lips brush against your temple. your eyes are already closed as you’re loosely holding onto his arm. “mhm,” is all you succeed to get out, sleep wanting to take over as soon as possible no matter how much you try to fight it.

he rubs your waist gently and is about to give your lips a kiss, but just as he does that, you move your head slightly so his lips instead meet your cheek. “hm?” he looks down at you with a raised brow, but that is until he notices your heavy breathing and how you grow limp in his hold.

“oh, you’re asleep,” eren nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck and sighs. “how am i gonna get you out of the bath now?” he mutters as his grip on you tightens. but eren does however decide to stay in the bath for a little while longer before he’ll have to wake you up. perhaps he’ll receive a kiss or two while carrying you back to bed.

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[erwinsmithsmissingleftarm]

✩ How to turn on the aot men ✩

ʚɞ Include: Jean, Armin, Erwin, Levi & Reiner ʚɞ

Warnings: smutty stuff cuz we are all horny bitches for these men

Jean

Act bossy. Jean secretly likes when his partner is more dominant and wants to be in charge. Call him pet names, tug on his hair playfully, let him know where's his place. I can guaranty you that he will gets mega turned on.

Armin

Praise him. Just tell this boy that he is doing good and his cheeks will immediately flush. No matter what he does, it can be a simple thing like how he looks cute in his outfit today. But it's always better if you praise him about how he is a good boy for his mommy during sex and those kind of shit.

Erwin

Call him daddy. It's easy, call him daddy and this man get the biggest boner in the univers. He just cannot resist to you if you use this pet name for him. It immediately reminds him of when you two make love and you are literally crying of pleasure, asking him to go faster while calling him daddy. His daddy kink also does not help to not get aroused by the nickname.

Levi

Act bratty. Levi is instantly turned on if you tries to ignore his commands. Why he likes it? Cause he can teach you how to be a good girl and listen to him. Grabbing your hair, making you look at him as he asks you to repeat what you said. A satisfied grin spreading on his lips as you apologize and beg him to fuck you.

Reiner

Wear his clothes. Not gonna lie, Reiner finds it fucking sexy when you wear his clothes, like his shirt that is way too big for you. It is just adorable how the piece of clothing is hanging on your body, making you look even smaller than you are. Be prepared to be fucked until you pass out if you dare to wear his clothes (ofc he will fuck you while you have his shirt on).

#levi ackerman x reader #erwin smith x reader #armin arlert x reader #reiner braun x reader #jean kirstein x reader #levi ackerman smut #erwin smith smut #armin arlert smut #jean kirstein smut #reiner braun smut #aot #aot smut #aot headcanons #aot headcanons smut #attack on titan #attack on titan x reader #smut

[jjkeremika]

AoT men being greedy

the men from AoT were always so eager to please you… in their own way.

fem!reader x Erwin, Jean, Reiner, Eren, Levi (aot/snk)

warnings(?): riding, breast groping, choking, legs over shoulders, thigh-loving, tying up, knife-play, in front of a mirror, doggy

NSFW

Erwin (you ride him, breast groping)

He was just so tall and his legs were just so long. You've tried different positions before, but he loves watching you bounce on his cock, scarred and tough hands grabbing your hips so tight; and it just wasn’t feasible to be intimate in other positions because of the height difference.

His hands squeezed and cupped your breasts as you hopped on his long cock, moaning as his fingers pinched your nipple and his hips thrusted upwards. Erwin would twist your nipples with his fingers before capturing them between his teeth and sucking and licking and moaning at the feeling of your breasts rubbing against his face.

Jean (missionary, choking)

Jean wants to see your beautiful face twist and scrunch and stretch and moan in response to his painfully-erect cock sliding easily in and out of you, his fingers clasped around your neck.

The pressure of his hand alternated against your chin as he pulled out and snapped back in, pushing and rubbing his hips against your ass to dig in as far as he possible could, feeling him deep inside kissing your jawline as he used one hand to wrap one leg closer to him and keeping the other at home around your neck.

Reiner (your legs over his shoulders, thigh-loving)

Reiner's favorite body part of yours is your thighs. He spends tens of minutes massaging and kissing and running his tough veiny hands up and down the limb.

He loves them so much he balances them right on his broad shoulders, his collarbones acting like landing strips for the incoming weight. "Ugh, fuck, baby, squeeze my head with your strong beautiful thighs. I'd love it, baby, please," he'd pant out, his hands moving to the outside of your thighs and pushing them against his cheeks, moaning as his hips sped up, fucking you harder, his contracting pec and abdominal and arm muscles glistening.

Eren (ties you up, knife-play)

Eren strips you naked and ties your wrists and ankles to the bed, sometimes spreading you out over the bed or sometimes tying your wrists above your head or ankles together. He'd hold his breath as he barely graced the knife against your skin, sometimes following the trail with ghostly kisses, starting at the wrists and moving down, restarting at the ankle and trailing up each leg.

The cool, sharp metal left no mark other than a trail of stimulated nerves, senses instantly tingling up the spine and shivering back down with hot blood. Eventually he'd it from your naval to your throat, just under your chin, the thin skin making the titillating teasing more sensitive. Eren stopped when you begged for him to enter you, to pound into you with almost all his strength because all of it would be way too much.

Levi (in a mirror, doggy)

Levi loves grabbing your hips from behind and thrusting into you mercilessly, each shove inside evoking soft grunts from you. The slapping of sweaty and wet skin echoing harmoniously off the walls. Occasionally followed by an off-key spanking.

The whole view captured in front of the mirror, a clear reflection of your curved back and bulging cleavage and sweaty, tousled hair. Levi's eyes, overtaken by dilated pupils, alternated intensely between where his cock entered you and you in the mirror.

You could tell when he was watching you in the reflection because he picks up his pace, bruises in the outline of his hands forming on your hips as his hips rapidly slap against your plump cheeks.

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[atlas-and-the-time]

The greater grief

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