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papijean · 3 years
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“you look so good with my hand around your throat” + Porco Galliard
“You’re too big” + “My dick isn’t that big, you can handle it” + Jean 
“I bet everyone in the building can hear you right now, do you want them to know how much of a slut you are?” + You’re terrible at hiding how turned on you are"  + Jean and Connie
“ Brat’s get spanked” + Levi
“Baby wants me to take their virginity?” + Armin
“Don’t stop I like it when you pull my hair” + Armin
“I can make you cum harder than them” + Jean
“You so pretty with your legs spread for me” + You know I hate it when you do that.“ + eren
"S-stop I’m too sensitive” + Jean
I know I sound needy but I miss you" + “I thought you didn’t want me” + zeke
“It’s okay baby, I’ll go slow" + If you keep making those sounds I’m not going to be able to stop myself" + jean
“Don’t stop I like it when you pull my hair” + So greedy getting fucked with two cocks" + Porco and Reiner
“I would wreck your pussy and you know it" + eren
"One more, give me one more" + jean
"You're so beautiful when you cum" + Don't stop I like it when you pull my hair" +jean
“Can I practice giving blowjobs on you?" + "I'll never get tired of you moaning my name" + porco
“My heart doesn't feel empty anymore when I'm with you" + Reiner
"Baby wants me to take their virginity?" + Touch yourself for me" + "Do you trust me" + jean
"Such a good little cockslut for me" + Fuck you look so hot with my cum dripping out of you"  + Reiner
"Please don't leave me" + I'm busy"  + eren
"You didn't lock the door, anyone could walk in and see you like this" + I  bet everyone in the building can hear you right now, do you want them to know how much of a slut you are?"  + Levi
"Beg for it" + Dom!armin
"Will you let us fuck you?" + "I can make you cum harder than him" + armin and eren
"I thought of you when I touched myself last night" + I wonder what they would think of you right now seeing you all fucked out like this" + armin
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papijean · 3 years
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Congratulations on 1k!!! Ah you’ve come a long way and I’m so happy for you 🥳
May I please request a Eren and Armin with 44&46 prompt? 👀
claire bb I hope you like
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"Will you let us fuck you?" + "I can make you cum harder than him" + armin and eren
Dating Eren always had its ups and downs. He'd go through phases of making it hard to talk to him or see him, other times he refused to leave your side. There were your fights, your near break-ups, and your heavy make-ups. Eren was a rollercoaster when he was in a relationship, but it always seemed to be worth it.
He was the kind of boyfriend that would come up with spontaneous ideas. Traveling across the country just for a few nights to get out of the city, coming home with a new pet, asking his best friend to join you in bed...
Eren was always full of surprises.
He was quick to notice your sudden plateau when it came to sex. Eren wasn't going out of his way to find something new since he was so busy and you couldn't even muster up enough energy to agree to sex. You need something new, and it just so happened his best friend was in desperate need to get laid.
Hearing Eren nearly plead for you to let Armin join you just for one night was enough for you to begin to feel a sudden ache between your legs. "Will you let us fuck you?" God, those words sounded so pretty come from his lips. Armin's eager blue eyes to match the excitement... you couldn't say no.
Eren was so taken aback by how hot Armin looked claiming his girl as his own he couldn't do anything but watch. Armin's lips were everywhere on you, he couldn't get enough. This was something he'd dreamed of for so long and now, to finally get it, it felt surreal. He couldn't wait to hear those pretty sounds of your Eren bragged about - especially when he was going to be the reason for them.
"More," you breathed out. You felt no shame being naked in front of Armin, nor how wet you were as his fingers plunged in and out of you instead of your boyfriend's. His touch was entirely different. Eren always held a sense of neediness and roughness, Armin was's touch was like a knife. Sharp, meticulous, empowering.
"More?" Armin slowed the pace of his digits. "Is she always this needy, Eren?"
"You don't even know," Eren groaned. He wanted so desperately to join in with the two of you but he was frozen to his spot. The sight of you getting pleasured by another man was too much for him; he swore he could have cum in his pants at you. "Give her what she wants or she'll whine."
"Want you too, 'ren," you squeezed around Armin's fingers. Both of them at once? God, you weren't sure if you could even handle it. Eren was so much on his own, but with Armin too? "Please."
His hand lazily slid up and down his cock. The tip flamed red with desire. Clearly, he wanted to be a part of this too. Eren pushed himself off his seat, shedding the rest of his clothes as he made his way towards the bed.
"Baby, you're ruining the sheets because of Armin," Eren teased. One hand rested on Armin's shoulder, the other teasing your clit only for a second before retracting. You knew his teasing, how he likes to see your back arch for more. "Like his fingers better than mine? Hmm?" You couldn't bring yourself to answer.
Armin pulled his slender digits from you to show off all the juices you coated him with. Without hesitation, Eren grabbed the blonde's hand so he could suck off every drop of you. He hummed with delight at your taste, sending a vibration through Armin's body and straight to his cock that was already straining against his pants.
A quiet huff passed your lips at the lack of attention. It didn't go deaf past either of them, both sets of eyes suddenly on you and the pout you wore. Eren pulled away from Armin's slicked digits with a pop.
"I told you she'd start whining," Eren rolled his eyes. "Fill her up before she starts complaining too."
Armin fumbled with the buckle of his pants. A sudden wave of nervousness hit him and he struggled with getting it undone. If it wasn't for Eren stepping in, undoing his belt, button, and zipper, it would have been embarrassing. Instead, the simple act had his cock twitching for more.
You could have sworn drool pooled at the corner of your lips. Armin wasn't as large as Eren, but fuck was his member pretty. A blush crept up Armin's neck and face as both sets of eyes were glued to his cock.
"Please, Armin," you finally managed to speak. You should have felt guilty for asking for him first instead of Eren, but you couldn't help but feel anything but excitement at the sight of him. It seemed your boyfriend was just as entranced.
Armin roughly grabbed your hips and in a single motion, flipped you onto your stomach with your ass high in the air for him. His smooth palms glided over the squishy flesh before suddenly leaving a harsh smack. The wave of pain rippled through you, protruding a cry from your lips at the action.
The same two fingers as before teased between your folds. He loved watching your body react to his touch, maybe more than he should have.
"Gonna suck me off while Armin fucks you, pretty girl?" Eren pushed the stray hairs out of your face. You nodded at his request, eager to be filled by both of them. "That's my good girl. Armin's got such a pretty cock, doesn't he? Why don't you tell him that, hmm? Ask for it nicely."
"Please, Armin!" Your voice raised as his teasing became almost unbearable. "Please I want your pretty cock, I need you. Fuck me, please, Armin." Eren patted your cheek, giving you silent praise for listening to him.
Armin abided to your pleas. The tip of his cock replaced his fingers, though the teasing continued. He wanted to watch you squirm for him, become so desperate for his length it hurt not to be filled. Eren, on the other hand, was quick to have your lips wrapped around his girth. He couldn't handle the teasing any longer.
The lewd sounds of Eren's cock slipping in and out of your mouth, along with the near godlike face he was making because of you was enough for Armin to cave. Your sopping hole almost felt like it was fighting against him you were so damn tight. He couldn't imagine how you managed to take Eren like this, it seemed impossible.
"Fuck, Armin, she won't stop moaning because of you." The vibrations of your moans rippled onto his cock. No way he could last like this if you kept up. His whole body was lit up with pleasure, and by the looks of Armin's hazy eyes, he was too.
His thrusts were slow, but it was more than enough to have you consumed with need. He left a bruising grip on your hips, using your body as the only form of stability. Eren's moans overpowered the room, shamelessly showing off how incredible you were making him feel and hoping it would get Armin to do the same.
"So fucking tight," Armin choked out. It felt as if you refused to adjust to his size, keeping that precious hole of your tight just for him. Every movement had you sucking him back in. Your body nearly collapsed as he suddenly sped up, sending you farther onto Eren's cock with every thrust.
Eren pulled away, letting you have a breath of air and giving Armin the chance to go as hard as he wanted without fear of you choking. A plethora of moans, cries, and half-attempts of either of the men's names fell from your lips like a waterfall. He didn't hold back, especially not when he could feel you squeezing him even tighter and reaching your high.
The sounds went straight to his head. The sudden cockiness he felt earlier was back and more prominent than ever. He felt as if only he could bring these sounds out of you, not Eren, not anyone but him. You weren't his, but god did he want you to be after seeing you like this.
"Fuck, I bet I can make you cum harder than him. Bet I can make you fucking scream my name, make it the only name you know."
"Oh?" Eren looked at him with curious eyes. He felt his cock twitch at the sudden challenge. It looked like Armin was close too, not that he could blame the blonde for losing it so quickly with that perfect pussy of yours. Eren looked down at you, too fucked out to even be paying attention to their conversation. "Hear that, doll? Think Armin can make you cum harder than me?"
All he got in response was a moan as the blonde repeatedly hit your sweet spot over and over again. Armin's smirk only grew. It took only a moment for the room to change. The moan of Armin's name ripped from your throat as your orgasm cascaded through your whole body. Having you clench so tightly around him, the sound of his name, it was enough for him to follow right away.
However, it was to Armin's surprise that he felt Eren's hand wrap around his throat moments before he let go. The lack of air to his lungs only urged him on quicker. He adored the way Eren's large hand so easily fit around his neck and the look in his eyes as Armin reached his eyes. The argument of making you cum harder than ever before was quickly washed away and the reality became his hardest orgasm.
Armin couldn't help but let his load coat your walls and the jumble of a moan where no one could tell who's name he was trying to say. It was all too much for him. Armin's body shook with pleasure, overwhelmed by the duo.
"Fuck," Armin couldn't think straight any longer. Eren let go of Armin, dragging his fingers down his neck and chest. The blonde looked so pretty when he came, and Eren only wished you could have seen the view too. Pools of his cum spilled from your hole, dripping down your thighs. He adored the sight, even if he knew he shouldn't have.
"What do you think, babygirl?  Did Armin make you cum harder than I ever could or do I need to fuck his cum back into you to prove a point?"
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papijean · 3 years
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could you do jean x 1&19? they kinda go together! like he’s big and he knows it and he’s gonna be an asshole about it 🥺 i’m a sucker for size kink and ur writing ❤️❤️❤️❤️ congrats on 1k!!!!!!🎉🥳 forever my fav aot blog
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thank you!! These were both incredibly similar so I just put them together I hope that’s okay! 
"You're too big" + "My dick isn't that big, you can handle it" + Jean
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There were times Jean reached his limits with patience. He got so caught up in his lust for you he could barely contain himself. Your taste, your touch, everything drove him to his limit. His kisses would become non-stop, his guttural moans, the way his hips desperately jutted over your clothed ones.
Jean needed you, he needed you so fucking badly that he couldn't wait any longer. His fingers struggled to pull away your clothes, so tied up in the idea of being inside of you the motions needed beforehand became blurred. He couldn't hear the tremble in your breath or the way your body tensed as he man-handled you into the position he wanted.
"Jean-Jean!" The head of his cock tapped against your dripping folds, collecting your wetness before getting ready to push himself in. He didn't bother to tease you, nor to run his tongue between your lips - and he certainly didn't think about diving his fingers into you to stretch you out. "You're too big to just jump right in."
"Please, baby," Jean's tip pressed against your core. The heat, the wetness, it was enough to drive him insane. He couldn't wait to sink his throbbing cock into you. "I'm not that big, you can handle it. Be a good girl for me, you can take it. Wanna make me feel good, ya? I promise I'll try to go slow."
Fuck. Of course you wanted to make him feel good, especially when he was needy like this. Jean was far too big for you to handle without any preparations. His voice was desperate; so sultry it was easy to fall into his trap of eagerness. You couldn't say no to him. Hesitantly, you nodded.
He didn't waste any more time. Jean pushed himself into you, using every ounce of his self-control not to slam all of himself into your warmth. A shameless moan was welcomed to your ears, but as heavenly as he sounded it did nothing to the pain you were feeling.
Jean's width was nearly unbearable to your tight hole. His cock stretched your walls as he sank further into you, burning up your entire body with a wave of pain. Your nails dug into his biceps as you held back whimpers and whines of how deeply he was stretching you. Jean was that big, and you could barely handle it.
"That's it, pretty girl," Jean's voice was shaky. He waited a moment before sliding out nearly all the way. You couldn't stop the cry of his name this time when he trusted into you, harder than last time. "Taking me so well, just like I knew you could. So- oh god - you're so tight I can barely move."
"Jean - big, fuck you're so big," he could hear the tremble in your voice. No matter how hard you tried to hold yourself together for him, it was obvious you were struggling. Jean couldn't deny how much he loved seeing you like this. He loved watching you latch onto him as you struggled to take his girth.
"Gonna make you feel good, yeah? Such a good girl for me," Jean pressed his lips to yours, swallowing your sounds of discomfort until they became ones of pleasure.
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papijean · 3 years
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Prompt 20 with Eren 💳💥💳💥💳💥 maybe like a cocky ass Eren and he always gets rejected by y/n 😩
he would say some shit like this 
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“I would wreck your pussy and you know it" + eren
Eren wanted to get his dick wet so bad - but only from you. He was so persistent to get you to agree to have a fun time he swore off all the other girls he was talking to. Nothing was going to stop him from trying, no matter how many times he got rejected or humiliated.
It was so easy to tease him too. Ghosting your hands over his body when you were near, lips just barely brushing against his bare skin when you were whispering something to him. He was hooked on you and he wasn't willing to let go any time soon.
Nights at clubs with your friends always left him so desperate for you he couldn't think of anything but the sway of your hips and the malicious smile on your lips. Eren was addicted to you without even getting a taste.
Tonight was no different than the rest - except for the fact you were allowing him to keep his hands on you. The warmth of his breath fanned against the back of your neck as his hands remained on your waist to keep you close. Music blared, drinks were flowing, and your friends were all having a good time.
Your head lolled back into his shoulder as your hands slid over his and interlocked fingers. This was the most affection he's ever gotten from you and his body was on fire from it. Without missing a beat, Eren took complete advantage of your exposed neck to leave sloppy kisses on it. Even over the loud music, he could hear you hum with content.
"What's with the sudden change of heart," Eren spoke. His tongue trailed along your ear, before nipping at it. Every nerve in his body was lit up with excitement.
"I've been feeling generous this week," you nonchalantly answered. Eren's hold on you tightened as you backed your ass closer to his clothed front. "What do I have to lose with you?"
"Come on babygirl," Eren spun you around so you could face him. Your body was flush to his as he stared down at you. Tufts of hair were falling from his little bun, a few of them sticking to his skin from the sweat. "I would wreck you pussy and you know it."
"Oh yeah?" you cocked your head up enough so your lips could barely brush against his. Before you even had the chance to think of pulling away Eren's large hand grasped the back of your neck and closed the small distance. His lips were eager on yours, though they seemed to be gone just as soon as they came.
As confident as he was, he was still on a thin line with you - one he wasn't going to lose because of a careless choice. It didn't seem to matter, not when you were kissing him back again with just as much desire. His lips were soft, nothing like you expected them to be.
"Wanna prove it to me?"
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papijean · 3 years
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Congrats on 1k! Id like to request prompts 36 and 49 together with Jean (possibly a sleepover setting) 🥰 ty
thank you!! 
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"Baby wants me to take their virginity?" + Touch yourself for me" + "Do you trust me" + jean
"Jean."
"What?"
"Are you awake?"
"Obviously."
Since you were young the two of you often had sleepovers, cuddled up in the same bed and staying up all night laughing and giggling until your parents would come in and tell you to go to sleep. It didn't change through middle school, not high school, and now even college. Jean was always by your side.
He rolled over to face you, moonlight shining into the room just enough for him to see the outline of your face. He could see how worried you were about something. As you grew older, your late-night laughs eventually turned to confessions, sometimes hours of crying and comfort instead of tears of joy.
"Is there something wrong with me being a virgin in college?" Jean didn't always speak of his girlfriends or hookups, but there were certainly times he made you feel left out for never sleeping with someone. The question came as a shock to him.
"Why would you think there's something wrong with you for that?" Jean's eyebrows furrowed with concern. He never saw a reason for you to be seen as less because of your lack of experience. "It just means you've never found anyone you trust enough to share that experience with."
There was a silence between you. Jean assumed you didn't want to talk about the matter any longer, just to get his opinion about your thoughts. With a sigh, he rolled onto his back again to stare at the ceiling.
"I trust you."
"What?" Jean wanted to believe the meaning behind your words was more than just a trust of your friendship. He wanted to believe you trusted him enough to be the one to take your most sacred possession and claim it as his. It was what he always wanted, since your high school days he wanted you to be his.
"I trust you, Jean. More than anyone to share intimate moments with," you explained. Whether it was him seeing you at your weakest, or be vulnerable to him in more ways than one, you always could trust him. He was the one person in this world you knew would stay by your side no matter what.
"Do-" Jean nearly choked on his own words trying to wrap his head around what was happening. It didn't seem real. This moment he'd been dreaming about for years, finally here? It couldn't be. He thought about you all the time, how pretty your sounds must be, how beautiful you looked beneath him, how his name rolled off your tongue when he was the one making you feel good. Jean wanted it all from you.
"Do you want me to take your virginity?"
Without a word, you rolled on top of him, thighs straddling his, hands pressed to his chest as you looked down with him with fear in your eyes. You trusted Jean with your life, having your first time with him wasn't what you were scared of. It was the potential emotion that would come afterward.
He could hear the shaking in your breath as you leaned down, hesitating right above his lips before making the final decision to go through with this half-whim plan of yours. The feeling in his chest shot through the roof when he felt your lips on his. Best friend for years... all shot down the drain with a single action.
One taste and he knew he could never be just friends with you any longer.
You'd never seen him with such desperation before. His lips moved against yours with such need it almost seemed like he was the one who wanted this to happen more than you. Maybe that was the case, maybe Jean kept up these sleepovers even as an adult because he wanted this moment to happen.
Your hips rolled against his in a spur of desire. You could feel him growing harder beneath the thin material of his pajamas. He needed you, and now it was beginning to become a reality.
"Jean, I-" Your lungs burned but you didn't want this kiss with him to ever end.
"I want you to touch yourself for me," Jean cut you off. "I wanna know exactly what makes you feel good. You deserve your first time to be fucking perfect, (Y/N). You're perfect, every part of you. I want to make you feel like every nerve in your body is lit up with pure pleasure. Show me what makes you feel good, so I can make you feel better."
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papijean · 3 years
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Number 36 with virgin armin. Like the reader said it to armin as a joke but then he is like"....yes please" 😶 please and thank you.
yessssssirrrrrr
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"Baby wants me to take their virginity?" + Armin
papijean’s 1k event: open
"Stop! You know I hate it when you tease me like this!" Armin got the most beautiful, pink blush when he got embarrassed. His hands would cover his face in an attempt to hide it but you could still see the tinge from the cracks he missed. His voice would stutter when he tried to defend himself or he'd completely fumble and not be able to speak.
"Awe, come on Armin, it's not a big deal. I like how innocent you are," you continued even with his pleas for your to stop.
"I-I'm not innocent!" He tried once more. Armin's face was beet red when you pried his fingers off his cheeks. He was innocent, extremely so. First kiss wasn't until university, even then he didn't have much more after that. Never nude in front of a woman and never touched by one either. He was as innocent as they came - and it suited him.
Armin was such a delicate person. He always held eagerness in those blue eyes of him and all for the right kind of reasons - nothing sinful about him. Never an ounce of lust.
"O-or I guess... I don't want to be," he changed his answer.
"Awe, baby if you wanted me to take your virginity you just had to ask," you teased. Armin and your friendship ran back several years. It wasn't uncommon for you to throw these kinds of jokes towards him, always ready to see that beautiful blush of his again. Instead of seeing his cheeks get darker, it was his eyes you noticed.
For the first time in your life, you saw his blues darken with desire. Armin was thinking seriously about your answer.
"Will you?"
"Armin, I was just-"
"Please?"
Armin's lip was pulled into a slight pout making him look far cuter than ever before. He was being deadly serious, you knew he was - but this wasn't something he could just change his mind about. The distance between the two of you closed, Armin suddenly crowding your personal space.
Silently, you nodded. It was enough for him, enough to know you would be the one he could trust in a time like this. His lips were soft on yours. He didn't hold an ounce of urgency, but hesitance. This wasn't his first kiss, but he was so worried about living up to this expectation for you it made him timid.
"It's okay, Armin," you assured, "just relax." He did. With the soothing tone in your voice, it was easy for him to. His hands melted into your skin as you deepened the kiss. The couch you were on no longer seemed big enough for your bodies. No matter if you were lowered down, Armin resting above you, it didn't seem like enough.
This was Armin, your best friend of years, yet here you were ready to take him for yourself. An endless stream of thoughts protruded your mind. How big was? How pretty were his sounds going to be? How long was he going to last? Was he going to regret this by tomorrow? None of your thoughts mattered, this was his night, his choice.
His kiss was so addicting. Armin's innocence was such a beautiful thought. He was so eager yet so weary of every single action he made.
Your hands landed on his hips. With a firm grip, you pulled him down to meet yours so he could grind into you. The moment his hips were against yours he whimpered the sweetest noise. The flimsy material of his pants did nothing to hide his eagerness. Armin was hung, there was no question about it.
"Feel good?"
"Y-yes," Armin fell into your neck as he took the action himself to smoother his member into you. It was overwhelmingly good, so good that if he kept it up he'd surely cum in his pants. "(Y/N) I don't kno-"
"It's okay, Armin," you assured his uneasy voice. In an instant, your positions were swapped. Armin's hair fell out of his face as he laid against the couch cushion. He watched carefully as you hooked your fingers into the waistband of his pants. Before pulling them down, you waited for his nod of approval. "Such a pretty dick, holy shit."
Armin choked out your name as your fingers just barely grazed the tip. With a grin, you wrapped your whole palm around his length. "Can-can I have your lips? Please?"
"Wanna cum in my mouth too, pretty boy?"  
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papijean · 3 years
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hey bestie i love your blogs so i was wondering if you’d try out thicc daddy reiner with 22+29 <3
thank you!! Of course :)
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"Such a good little cockslut for me" + Fuck you look so hot with my cum dripping out of you"  + Reiner
Heavy breeding kink
Reiner absolutely lost every ounce of self-control when he held you in a mating press. He couldn't stop himself from shamelessly moaning out or the slick words falling from his mouth about how good you'd look swollen with a little baby of his. He wanted nothing more than to fuck a baby into you.
"Gonna let me cum in you, huh?" Reiner's hips were losing their steady pace and slowly becoming erratic. He pressed your legs farther towards your chest, going beserk when your walls tightened around him at the action. "Ah, let me fuck a baby into you please, my love."
It was so hard to mumble out a yes for him. Reiner's length prodded at the spot you loved most with every thrust, leaving you in a daze of pleasure you couldn't escape. It always took so long for you to adjust to his size but he always left you to feel so incredibly full.
"Such a good girl for me," Reiner panted. His face scrunched with pleasure as you reacted to his praise. In a final, deep thrust, he coated your walls with his cum. Your name fell from his lips in such an angelic tone, it was enough for you to follow his release with your own. He could have cum a second time right there as you spasmed around his cock, milking him of his final drops and witnessing your own release.
He adored your body. Sweat glistening over your skin, every imperfection he loved so dearly, the way your tummy would be stretched with a baby. Reiner wanted nothing more than to be a dad with you. He wanted to see you with his baby.
Reiner hissed as he pulled out of you. Thick, white cum followed his path and dripped from your hole. His cock was already so sensitive from the number of times he'd released inside you, but he never got tired of the view.
"You look so hot with my cum dripping out of you, babygirl," he groaned at the sight, "but I wanted it all inside you."
His first two fingers swiped up your folds, collecting his release before pushing it back inside you. Your sensitive hole quivered around the digits. You wanted more from him, always more. Nothing consumed your mind like the idea of being filled by him over and over until you couldn't take any more of his cum. Reiner loved to fuck so much of himself into you just to watch it pour out of you.
"More," you breathlessly pleaded. He loved to see how much you hated being empty of him, spasming around nothing and whining like a desperate cockslut. He loved how his fingers were never enough to please you - only his fat cock. "Want you to fill me up more, Reiner."
"Of course, my love. Want me to pump you full of my cum, don't you? Anything for you."
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papijean · 3 years
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congrats on 1k!!! can i please get jean + 64<33
thank you!! 
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"S-stop I'm too sensitive" + Jean
Jean was a mess. His torso and thighs were covered in a thick, sticky layer of his cum. Dried tears lined his cheeks and sweat covered his entire body. His body felt disgusting like he'd need to shower for days before he'd feel clean again. Nonetheless, he couldn't stop his mind from adoring how he felt.
"N-no more," Jean whined. He'd lost track of how many times he'd cum but the pain in his chest when you stroked his cock again proved he was long gone. His whole body ached with overstimulation but he couldn't stop his thick member from getting hard once more. With your touch, he could always get hard again.
"No? But it looks like you want more, baby," your voice was soft as you continued your movements. Your palms were slick with him making it easy to stroke him at a leisurely pace. You leaned down to take him between your lips, harshly sucking on the head of his length to get a cry out of him.
"S-stop, I'm too sensitive," Jean pleaded. You looked up at him, moaning as you took more of him and getting to taste his salty release. You held no regard to just how overworked his body was, only wanting to have him reeling in pleasure once more. "Fucking hell, (Y/N) please! Please I can't do it again."
You pulled away from him with a quiet pop. Jean's thighs shook, his neck craning to try and distract himself from how you desperately looked at him.
"But, Jean..." He watched as you dragged two fingers down his torso, collecting the remnants of his release before sliding the same digits into your pussy. He moaned at the sight of you fucking his cum into you. "I want you again. Want to be pumped full of your cum until I can't take any more of it. Please, Jean?"
He was unquestionably hard again, even when his body was screaming at him not to fall into your trap. Jean knew damn well you didn't care to be fucked again, you just wanted him to fall until he broke. Cruelty ran through your blood, even when it appeared as good intentions.
"I-I can't," Jean fell back to his pillow.
"Yes you can," you assured. Your voice was like silk, just as easy to get trapped in like a spider web. Jean felt himself leaning his hips into your touch as you gently stroked him once more. He couldn't find the words to argue with you, only jutting his hips up with desire as you began to sink down on him again.
Shameless moans erupted from him. He couldn't think properly as you planted your hands on his chest and used him to fuck yourself. Sweet little praises sounded like static in his ears. He couldn't try to contain himself even if he wanted to. The overstimulation you were driving into him took over every nerve and muscle in his body.
Jean's cock flared with pain as yet another release began of his. It was pathetic at how he could only last such a short amount of time at this point - but that was your goal. Watching him fall apart until he succumbed to nothing but his release. In an instant, he sobbed out your name, letting the tears fall down his cheeks as his cum filled you again.
"No more, please! Fuck I'm so sensitive, please," Jean begged. Tears slipped down his cheeks at the overwhelming feeling throughout his body.
"No more, baby," you promised. His cum dripped between your folds, landing on the already ruined sheets below. Your lips were soft against his as you swallowed his cries. He was broken, completely. "So good for me, Jean. You did so well, I'm so proud of you. Look at all this cum, I'm so fucking full of it too."
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papijean · 3 years
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Hi, I love your writing!
Can I get a 17+65 for Eren 👀
thank you!
650+ words
"You so pretty with your legs spread for me" + You know I hate it when you do that." + eren
Eren couldn't help but roll his eyes at you. You stared at him with these big doe eyes that he could see straight through. No matter how sweet you made yourself look, he knew the truth.
"You know I hate it when you do that," he scoffed. You sat on his lap, legs on either side of his and hands resting ever so gently on his chest. Light kisses were left on his face, appearing to be such a delicate movement as he played such violent video games. Even with the close contact, he barely gave you the attention.
"I'm not doing anything," your voice was soft, easy to tell it was fake for him.
"You're acting all innocent, babygirl. I know you're anything but. Not with the way you fucking yourself on me last night." Eren was nonchalant as he continued his game, barely giving you a glance. There must have been a reason you were doing this for him. "What do you want."
He knew you so well it was frustrating. With a sigh - still keeping up this adorable innocence for him - you told him. "Want you."
"I'm playing my game."
"Please, baby," you whined. Eren always cracked eventually, it was just a matter of using the right words. "Want you to use me." He chuckled at your choice of words.
Eren's gaze went away from his screen and towards his bed. "Want me to use you? Use that pretty hole of yours in any way I want?" You nodded with eagerness. Eren lost himself when you let him do whatever he so pleased, and never did he leave you disappointed. "Go get ready for me, I'm almost done here."
He couldn't see you sprawled across his bed, all his focus remained on the screen. Looking your way would only give you what you wanted. However, it didn't mean he couldn't hear you. Quiet moans of his name, the lewd squelching of your own fingers pumping in and out of your tight hole so he could actually fit.
It took everything in him not to quit his game the second you cried out his name. "F-fuck, Eren. Feels so good, want you so bad." He knew you were just taunting him to finish his game sooner but it was working. There was nothing more he loved in this world than the sound of you begging for his cock.
Your moans grew as his game came to an end. You were so caught up in pleasuring yourself you didn't notice him until he was standing above you. The dim lights in the room showed off the glistening skin between your legs and the coating of it on your fingers.
"Eren! Please, I need you, need your cock," you begged.
"You look so pretty all spread out for me," Eren smirked. "So desperate for my cock you nearly got yourself off already. Tch, doesn't even look like you need me at all, doll." His fingers replaced yours, easily sliding two digits into your already stretched hole. "Mmm, was going to get you to suck me off but I think I need this sweet pussy of yours right away."
"Yes, oh god yes, Eren." He chuckled as he pulled his cock out of his sweats. Hearing you moan his name while you touched yourself was enough to get him hard. He gripped your ankles, pulling you to the edge of your bed with your one leg up on his shoulder. In a single stroke, he pushed into you, adoring how you still struggled to take him. "Fuck, s'big."
"I know, babygirl," Eren pulled himself almost all the way out. Without a second thought, he slammed back into you with enough force to jolt your entire body. "I'll give you what you want, (Y/N). I'll use you like a little cock sleeve, just like you want me to because I know not a damn thing about you is innocent."
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papijean · 3 years
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61&68 with Porcoo
heheh kinda went overboard with this one 
Can I practice giving blowjobs on you?" + "I'll never get tired of you moaning my name" + porco
Porco Galliard was a friend of many years. The two of you were incredibly close it almost seemed like you knew more about each other than yourselves. It was why he became so dumbfounded when you approached him one day with a nervous look on your face and a surprising question.
"Can I practice giving blowjobs on you?"
He was shocked beyond belief. You've never once shown signs of being interested in him, or anyone else to be honest. It wasn't until you explained to him why you wanted to do it did he kind of understand. You were scared of giving someone bad head and having your name wafting around like a curse.
It didn't make him any less eager to cross this line with you. He had to justify this was simply just practice. It wasn't like you were having sex with one another, just sucking him off to learn how. Porco agreed to this little idea of yours, only if you promised to listen to all his critique so it really felt like a learning curve.
It was awkward the first time - not because you were that bad but because Porco felt odd having his best friend sucking him off like it was your day job. It wasn't until he succumbed to the pleasure did he finally relax and enjoy. You were grateful for his pointers - as well as his agreeance to try again another day.
And another.
And another.
And another.
It almost became a habit for Porco to pull up to your home to get his dick sucked. He was running out of tips to tell you but he forced himself to find more just to keep this deal going for just one more time. Porco was slowly becoming addicted to having your lips wrapped around him. It became even worse when he realized the whole reason you were doing this in the first place was to blow someone else, not him.
"(Y/N)," Porco moaned your name so loud you feared your neighbours would hear. He sat on your couch, hands fisted into your hair as you took as much of him as you could. The tip of his cock repeatedly hit the back of your throat making tears well up in your eyes but it didn't stop you from keeping on. "Fuck - please, feel so fucking good sucking me off."
He lost it when your cheeks hollowed even more. Everything you learned from him was evident in your actions. Every time he showed up to your home he became even more surprised, as well as his time of holding back his release decreased. It was incredible, you were incredible and he was desperate to keep you with him.
Porco cried out your name once more as his warm cum coated the inside of your throat. He couldn't handle how good you were taking him any longer. You swallowed his release, followed by licking whatever remains there were on his cock all while keeping your eyes locked with him. He could have gotten hard again just at the sight of you.
"I have to admit," you grinned up at him. A smear of his cum remained on your lips until swiping it away with your tongue. He shuddered at the look in your eyes. "I'll never get tired of you moaning my name."
"Fuck, you can't say shit like that, (Y/N)," Porco's breath caught in his throat. You dragged your hands along his bare thighs before using them to push yourself up. He expected you to head off to the bathroom to wash up, but instead was surprised when you straddled his lap. "Wh-"
"Why can't I?" You questioned. Porco's eyes widened as you ground your hips into his. The skirt you wore allowed the thin material of your panties to press against his cock. It wasn't the action that caught him off guard but feeling how fucking wet the material was. You were soaked for him.
He was so taken aback he couldn't even think about how you were kissing up his neck, along his jaw, and finally very the corner of his lips. All he could focus on was the way your hips rolled against his, smearing your wetness on his hardening cock.
"I love hearing you moan my name, Pock," you repeated. "Get so wet, thinking about how you would sound if you got my pussy instead of my lips. Fuck, I think about you every night, Pock. I touch myself at night thinking about getting fucked by you, every damn day."
"(Y/N), I-" Porco couldn't even believe this was happening right now. All his words were caught in his throat, though he was desperate to reveal he was the same. Your lips weren't enough anymore, he needed all of you. He cried out a jumble of swears as you pushed your underwear aside, showing just how wet you really were.
The length of his cock slid against your sopping folds. "Pock," You moaned out, falling into his neck at just the slightest feeling of him. He wanted you so incredibly bad it was pathetic. A whimpered-out plea was enough for him to get his point across - he was unable to even do anything else.
Porco couldn't control himself. He couldn't stop his whimpers as you slid yourself down on him, even more so when you whined at the stretch of your tight little hole. It didn't matter how wet you were, he was so thick it almost hurt to take him. He could feel you quivering around him as you tried to take all of him.
"Pock," you whimpered as he bottomed out, never feeling so full in your entire life. Whatever risk you took to get here, the reward was worth it. He looked so heavenly; lips parted with quiet whimpers escaping them, head tilted back and eyes closed in sheer pleasure. Porco was utterly lost having you surround him.
"Pl-please I treated you so good, need you to fuck me so bad. Wanna be - fuck Pock you feel so good filling me up I need you."
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papijean · 3 years
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so hear me out
Jean with the prompt "i can make you cum harder than them"
hellll yes. 
400+ words 
"I can make you cum harder than them" + Jean
papijean 1k event: open
Jean loved watching you lose yourself to him. He loved the way your eyes rolled to the back of your head every time he hit your sweet spot. He loved how your tongue would loll out and how you couldn't control a single muscle in your body. There was nothing more satisfying than seeing you be an absolute mess because of him.
Imprints of his fingers were left in your hips as he relentlessly pounded into you. Every stroke brought you farther from reality and close to an abyss of pleasure. You couldn't see straight, think straight, nothing was running through your mind besides his cock. All because he hated how another man touched you.
"Your pretty little pussy is mine, got that?" Jean snapped. Months of on and off with him, never making it official but hating the idea of being with someone else. It was an endless battle with him. "I can make you cum harder than him than anyone else."
You didn't think you could get any more fueled up, yet Jean had you squealing his name and tears to prickle at your eyes. It was overwhelming. Drool lined the pillow your face was against but it was nothing compared to wetness soaking the sheets where his cum mixed with your juices. The room was filled with your stench of sex and sweet and Jean wanted to keep it that way, warding off any other man who tried to touch you.
"So fucking hungry for cock, aren't you? You only come to me when you want to get fucked, got that?" Jean couldn't tell if you could hear a single word he was saying. The daze you were in was starting to seep onto him and he was ready to get so caught up in feeling you that nothing else mattered.
"Je-" you couldn't even finish saying his name before letting it fall into a moan. Jean made your whole body numb with pleasure.
He fisted your hair, pulling you up so your back was against his chest. The hand he held you with slid around your neck, wrapping around your throat and squeezing enough to partially block your airway. Jean's teeth sank into your skin, enough for you to cry out in pain before he soothed the spot with his tongue.
"Mine, all fucking mine."
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papijean · 3 years
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#23 and #5 for eren maybe? :,)
of course <3
700+ words
"Please don't leave me" + I'm busy"  + eren
Eren played a lot of video games. Enough to the point you'd have to beg him to come to bed so you could cuddle up to his side to fall asleep at night or pay attention to you for more than just moments between his rounds. Other nights, like this night, Eren was too preoccupied with his screen to notice the ache between your legs.
His headphones rested over his ears, mic near his lips as he babbled on about his game to his teammates - likely Jean and Connie. He could see you approach in the reflection of his screen but made no move to greet you. Even when your fingers dug into the tense muscles of his shoulders, he still couldn't be bothered.
You stood there waiting for his round to ending, knowing damn well he wouldn't give you the time of day until it was over. Nonetheless, you could see a hint of a smile on his lips as you massaged the knots out of his muscles. Maybe it was a good sign for him to leave his setup and join you.
"Eren," you mumbled out as he finally won. He turned off his mic before looking back at you. "I need you."
"I'm busy," Eren argued. He tilted his head up more to give you a kiss, hoping it would satisfy you long enough for him to be done for the night. It only did the opposite, making you want him even more than before. He could hear the whine come from you as he began to pull away. "babe, the boys are waiting."
"Please, Eren," you pouted. He kissed your lips a final time, making a half-assed promise he'd be done soon. Both of you knew it was a total lie. It was why he wasn't surprised to see you quickly nestle yourself between his thighs, staring up at him with big eyes.
You could hear him return to his game, talking to your friends like you weren't palming him through his sweats. Eren's mastered keeping his calm long ago, it was no surprise your touch wasn't causing him to make any noises. You could see it in his eyes he wanted more - he wanted those pretty lips of yours wrapped around his cock.
How could you say no to him?
Eren stifled a groan as you pulled his growing hard-on from his sweats. Your fingers were cold as they stroked him from the base to tip, nails just scraping him at the top. He glanced down at you as you leaned forward to take him. It took everything in him not to stare as his cock got lost down your throat and focus on his game instead.
You were sure the sounds of your gags and slurping could be picked up by the mic he wore. Nonetheless, he carried on his conversation with his friends like nothing was happening. It made you more motivated to get him worked up.
Eren lost it when he felt the softness of your tongue against his sensitive balls. He slammed the button on his microphone just as he let out a moan for you. His face twisted with pleasure and for the first time his hands left his mouse and keyboard to latch onto your hair.
"Fuck, (Y/N) give me some warning if you're going to do shit like that I don't need Jean hearing me," Eren's words were shaky. He could barely contain himself as your brought your lips around his supple skin, sucking ever so gently as you continued to stroke him. "N-not gonna be able to hold back if you keep doing that."
He didn't care about his game any longer, nor the way his teammates yelled at him through the headset. All he cared for was the way you sucked him off, shamelessly taking him.
His hips jolted up, the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat uncontrollably. You could feel how close he was, and hear how he begged you to keep going just a little longer. Instead, you pulled away from him with a quiet pop. The high he was chasing vanished and he was left harder than ever.
Eren couldn't stop you as you stood up from below his desk, leaving him needing you more than ever.
"No! Please don't leave me. I need you, pretty girl."
"I thought you were busy, Eren."
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papijean · 3 years
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GAAAAHH SHSBDHD YAAY OMG JEAN AND CONNIE 14 AND 25 PRETTY PLS ILY AND UR WRITING 🥺🖤 (ps go wild i’m such a whore for these two it’s not even funny)
hehehe I was waiting for yours bb I hope you like it 
800+ words 
"I bet everyone in the building can hear you right now, do you want them to know how much of a slut you are?" + You're terrible at hiding how turned on you are"  + Jean and Connie
It was a stupid idea. Or, you wanted to believe it was a stupid idea. Connie brought up the idea of bringing his closest friend into your bed so he could watch you get fucked senseless. He wanted to see from a third-person perspective just how incredible you looked when you were getting your pussy stuffed. Jean was the only one in this world he could trust to treat you well.
"Fuck, Connie I can't believe you get his view every day." Your boyfriend was spread out in the chair in your shared room. He watched with intent eyes as Jean worked his way up your thighs and towards your clothed core. He could see the dampness soaking through. "Look at you, you're terrible at hiding how turned on you are. You like this, huh? Getting fucked by another man?"
Your eyes met Connie's. This was his idea, he was the one who wanted this even if you were hesitant at first. The more you thought about it, the more you wanted to put on a show for him. Connie deserved to have a good view of how you looked for him all the time.
"Please, Jean," you whined. "Need - need..."
"Need what pretty girl?" Jean's fingers ghosted over your dripping panties. "My tongue? Fingers? Or do you just want my cock? Or should we let your boyfriend choose?"
Connie palmed himself through his jeans as he watched your begin to squirm. He knew just how damn antsy you got when you were teased and he told Jean not to hesitate to try and make you beg. It was a view he could watch for hours - and he would too if Jean were up to it.
"Give her your dick, she gets to be a fucking mess when you don't give her any foreplay," Connie decided. He wanted to watch you fall apart, to become such a mess you couldn't even see straight anymore - that was always his favourite kind of nights. "Be really loud for Jean, baby."
You'd been so distracted watching Connie's face get flush, you barely noticed Jean stripping you of your last layer of clothing along with his. The pink tip of his cock pressed against the entrance of your hole. Jean was big, you could tell just from a single touch it was going to be a struggle to take him.
However, you trusted Connie. If he believed you could take him without any help, then you could do it. A loud cry emitted from you as soon as he stretched your walls. The familiar burn raced across your whole body, growing as he continued. He was so thick to the point you thought tears would fall down your cheeks.
"Fucking hell," Jean muttered to himself. His whole body was shaking with the excitement of being sheathed inside you. Endless moans and whines of his mixed with Connie's. Your boyfriend adored the sight of you shaking in the overwhelming feeling of being filled.
"C-Connie," You cried out, looking over to him stroking himself. A sudden hold was on your cheeks, pushing your head to look straight up. Jean was fucking you, not Connie - and you should know as such. "Jean, please! Fuck, please move. Need more."
The pain of his cock stretching you lessened with every thrust. You could barely focus on the feeling of someone else filling you up, only the sound of their moans mixing together. Connie looked so beautiful all flushed and needy, Jean so incredible as he showered you with praise. It was all too much.
Rough hands grabbed your hips, arching you to a new angle that allowed Jean to relentlessly pound into your pussy. In a single moment, he watched you fall apart below him, moaning, crying out for more. Your voice carried throughout the room, throughout your entire apartment without a care in the world. Jean was making you feel so fucking incredible you couldn’t help but let your voice do as it wanted.
"Fuck, (Y/N), fuck you look so hot," Connie moaned out. His cock was aching for you, to be inside you just as Jean was. He thought he could handle just watching you but the insane jealously washed over him until he finally caved. "I bet everyone in the building can hear you right now, do you want them to know how much of a slut you are? Taking someone else's dick right in front of me? Fuck, baby, please I need you to suck me off."
"Connie! Please- Jean, fuck oh god s'much." The roughness of his thrust increased when you spoke Connie's name instead of his. "Please, want both of you inside me."
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papijean · 3 years
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definitely jean k + 30 😋 !!!
(if no one has requested it yet oop)
bahaha you’re good with this one, thanks for sending in another!
600+ words
"One more, give me one more" + jean
Jean loved watching you become a complete mess for him. He loved to hear you beg, to see tears of overwhelming pleasure streak down your face, and her certainly loved to see when you dripped through your underwear for him. There was no denying Jean was a sucker for seeing you overstimulated.
He wore you down until you were nothing more than a moaning mess. Your thighs uncontrollably shook and it felt like you couldn't breathe properly anymore as he pumped the silicone toy into you. Jean couldn't keep up with how many times he wanted you to cum that he had to resort to the bliss of toys.
Your voice shattered with a cry as he turned the vibration up, along with increasing his speed of it. He whispered words of encouragement for you to let go but they just came as a jumble to you. The toy was slick with your cum, but it didn't bring you the same kind of satisfaction as him.
"Look how sweet you are," Jean cooed. His fingers pinched at your nipples as you reached closer. "You sound so pretty for me, baby. Gonna let go? Cum all over this pretty toy again. I know you can."
"Jean!" you grabbed onto his arm as release washed over you. Your breath was completely washed away with a choked sob. It was too much, he was so determined to push you to your limit every time and your body could barely handle it anymore. "N-no more."
Jean slipped the toy from your sensitive folds and tossed it onto your bed. By the devious look in his eyes, you knew damn well he wasn't done with you yet. He kissed you slowly, trying to give you a moment of peace to bring you down from the overwhelming feeling throughout your body.
"But I haven't got to fill you up with my cum yet, baby," Jean kissed your sweat-covered neck. "Been taking this toy all night that I haven't gotten to stretch you properly. Please, my love, I know you can do it, you take me so well."
"Jean..." You whined. His fingers ghosted over your thighs, dipping closer to your over-sensitive hole. As soon as his middle finger dipped between them your back arched off the bed.
"One more, just give me one more so I can feel you cum around my cock," Jean continued his pressure. He knew your body's limits better than you did at this point, he knew you could take at least one more. "Please, babygirl, you know how much I love to feel you cum on me."
"O-one more," you agreed to. Your body screamed at you not to, but his pleads were so hard to say no to. Jean made you feel good, too good to the point you couldn't feel anything the next day.
His digit was replaced with his cock. The toy you'd been fucked with all night wasn't compared to his size. Even after going orgasm after orgasm, it still wasn't enough to prepare you for the stretch he gave. Jean bottomed out in a single thrust, grinning at the way you whimpered for him.
He held no mercy, fucking you like you haven't already been a sobbing mess for him. Fucking you like your used hole wasn't so sensitive it made you scream. Jean didn't hold back, not when you were sucking him back in with every thrust. He reveled in the sound of his name babbling from your swollen lips.
Truthfully, he wasn't sure if he could keep his promise of just one more.
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papijean · 3 years
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SARA CONGRATS ON 1K!! you’re amazing and i love your writing. now i present to you: levi ackerman + 55 “brats get spanked”
thank you!! ily you. I KNEW this prompt was gonna happen with Levi hehehe
550+ words
Brat's get spanked + Levi
papijean’s 1k event: open
He was so good at making you feel guilty. Levi spoke in such a melodic tone it was so easy to believe every word to come out of his mouth. No matter if it was getting in a fight or trying to convince you to do something, he always was the one to come out of it victorious. He always knew how to make you succumb to his wishes.
There were times he would admit you were right, others where he would simply get too frustrated to keep arguing with you. Times where you would get him so worked up he couldn't think straight and others where you'd be begging for forgiveness.
"Why can't you get it through your damn head?" Levi snarled. He couldn't stand when purposely put him in a mood just to get this kind of reaction out of him. He fell for it every time. You were splayed across his lap, face into your sheets as you tried to hold back every sound he was forcing out of you. "You know I hate it when you pull this shit, so why do you keep doing it?"
No words, no reaction. Another loud smack echoed through the room, louder than the rest. A crisp hand prink was evident in your already tinted ass from his previous assault of slaps. Levi felt your whole body jerk at the action. Your fingers clenched into your sheets but you still refused to make a sound.
"Ignoring me all fucking day and now I still can't get a word out of you," Levi snapped. "What's it gonna take? Fuck you until you're finally screaming my name? Making you beg for my cock? Hmm? How long until you crack for me, doll?"
Levi pried your legs apart, allowing a sudden rush of cold air to hit your pussy. He hummed with content as he dragged his fingers through your folds, seeing just how wet you were because of his constant aggression against the soft flesh of your ass. With a pathetic amount of ease, he dipped his first two digits into your warmth.
Finally, he got a whine out of you. His long digits curled into your sweet spot again and again. Your sounds grew louder, more frequent, but still not a word. The lewd noises he produced as the speed of his fingers increased was near shameful.
"Such a sloppy fucking cunt," he critiqued. Levi pressed a third into your hole, reveling in the way you tightened around him and the cry from your lips. The tightening in your core grew with every thrust of his fingers in to you. Your breathing was heavy, walls tightening around him - you were close. So deliciously close all for it to be taken away in an instant.
"No!" It was the first word he heard from you all day. A pathetic, sobbing, plea for him not to take away your high. You could practically feel the victorious grin on his face, even without seeing him. The pleasure once filling you was returned back to the hard pain of his palm striking your ass. 
A strangled cry ripped through you. Your ass was already so tender from him, truthfully you weren’t sure how much longer you could keep this up. Levi didn’t hold back - just as you asked for with this attitude. 
"Brat's get spanked, they don't get to cum."
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papijean · 3 years
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54 & 70
Porco and Reiner
ouu yes pls pls 😩
oh hellllssss yes this was spicy 
650+ words 
"Don't stop I like it when you pull my hair" + So greedy getting fucked with two cocks" + Porco and Reiner
"Fucking hell, Reiner. Look at her. So fucked out already and we've barely even started," Porco was quick to notice how quickly you lost yourself in pleasure. The sharp sting of his palm on your ass brought you back only for a moment. He was always so good at fucking you until you couldn't see.
The taller blonde stood before you, cock in hand and eager to be inside you too. He was mesmerized by the way you looked  - face in the sheets, body molding to every movement of Porco's, you looked incredible. He collected your hair into a messy ponytail, using the hold to pull your face up to see him.
Precum leaked from him and you wanted nothing more than to lick it all up. The sight of him so eager for you caused you to moan.
"Fuck, she's squeezing me just from looking at you," Porco groaned. The slapping of his hips into your ass echoed louder as he used you. "Come on, be a good girl and suck him off."
You didn't have to be told twice. Reiner moaned your name as you took most of him in one go. Your tongue swirled around his tip, soaking up every drop of him before getting him to touch the back of your throat. The sound of your gags was nothing compared to the two men taking you.
Reiner's hold on your hair didn't drop. He used it to guide your pace, sometimes getting you to take more of him than you could handle. "You take so much of me, pretty girl," Reiner praised. Drool hung from your chin as he pulled out of you with a quiet pop. Without needing to be asked, your tongue flattened up his length.
Just as you took his head, hollowing your cheeks to suck his most sensitive spot, Porco sped up immensely. You couldn't stop the long string of moans and it took everything not to stop sucking Reiner to just fall into oblivion.
"So greedy getting fucked with two cocks," Porco chimed in as your desperate sounds became louder. Reiner's hold on your hair tightened as he guided you to take more of him. "Look how much of a mess you're making. Gonna ruin my sheets tonight, aren't you? Hmm? Just love having the two of us so much, I know."
It was true, there was no better feeling than having two of them inside you, pleasuring both of them at once. It felt like an honor to be able to make them cum at the same time.
Reiner watched as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, jaw becoming slack as Porco had you reaching your high. He relentlessly fucked you through your orgasm, desperate to see you fail in sucking off Reiner while you became consumed in pleasure. The continuous string of moans against his cock had Reiner reaching his own almost immediately. The vibrations of your hums had him twitching inside of you until his hot cum soaked your tongue.
"Fuck- oh fuck that's it, (Y/N)," Reiner's chest heaved as you swallowed his cum. You lapped up the remaining drops threatening to fall to the bed below all while looking up at him with soft eyes. He let go of the grip on your hair. A frown made it's way to your face at the lack of tugs to your roots.
"Don't stop, I like when you pull my hair," you pouted. Porco didn't hesitate to replace Reiner's hand. One hand pressed into your back to lower you back down to the bedding, the other tugging so viciously at your roots you swore some hairs were falling out. A shameless, pornographic moan ripped from your chest.
"You took all Reiner's cum, babygirl now it's time to take all of mine."
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