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quills-of-freedom · 1 year

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Pole Position 🏁👯‍♂️

The race to win your attention & affection

Porco Edition 📖

Female Bodied Reader X Porco

I'm going to turn all of these into fics with characters, because well I can and I want to.

Next: Jean (Just for you lovely who requested more Jean <3 )

Upcoming: Reiner, Eren, Levi & any requested.

Based off my headcanons you can read here

CHARACTERS WHO AREN'T PORCO MAY BE OUT OF CHARACTER FOR THIS FIC

Tag list:🐙

@greeniegreengreen @dreamerdeity @XOYOURONLYAMORRXO @koo-detat @5feetofwrath @lilshades @setangel

Also @eddiesbongwater I know you're not on a tag list, but you'll want to read this based on your comment earlier :') <3

Warnings: Erotic dancing. Smut. 18+ only. Alcohol consumption.

My old dancing playlist for the mood 🔥

"ID please."

The gruff-looking bouncer standing out in the warm glow of neon lights looks like he'd had a rough night - his expression not the best pleased nor did it sound like it was going to get any better, as a fight breaks out across the street at another club.

Porco's head swivels to watch the ruckus as his driving licence is being read, three bouncers all diving on the two men who were throwing fists. Seemed a little bit of an overkill - but hey, Porco doesn't know what else they'd seen within the sin that was carved into these streets. Various music from different establishments boomed and pumped, the vibrations travelling through the pavement and into his feet as the bounce nods.

"No trouble. No touching."

Porco enters and waits as his friends get their identification verified. The music coming from the floor upstairs told him that's where all the action was, so he took this time to pull out his phone.

His heart sank a little when he hadn't yet gotten a reply from you; his earlier text enquiring if you were out in town that night.

She's probably asleep. It's 2am after all.

He reasons even if he's slightly intoxicated, shuffling over to the counter to pay for entry once his little posse had gained access.

With a small sigh of defeat, Porco begins to ascend the stairs. He knew the chances of you being out tonight were slim, but he didn't want to take any chances. He made sure he wore his most expensive cologne, his favourite shirt and that his hair was immaculate. Porco got a lot of attention when he was out, but there was only one woman who had stuck the flag of interest into his heart. And his dick.

As the music grew louder with each step, so did his excitement. They did his favourite whisky here and it'll give him a break while his friends go for their dances.

"You gonna get a dance this time, Pock?" Eren sneers, drunkenly putting his arm around his neck.

"Nah, it's not my thing. I'll watch you make a fool of yourself though."

Eren lets out a chuckle. "No different to any other day then, huh Jean?"

"Shut up Eren." Jean rolls his eyes as they climb.

"At least you didn't jizz in your pants like Floch did that time." Connie notes, the group's laughter erupting but then being drowned out as they open the doors and enter the main room.

The group walks up to the bar, being eyed immediately by dancers - it was always better when attractive men came in and boy was this group full of lookers.

"I'll get this one." Porco calls over the music as he flags down the bartender.

Eren turns and leans against the bar his eyes scanning the room that is brimming with gorgeous, half-naked women. "Why couldn't Floch come out, again?"

"He said he had work in the morning." Connie replied, head close to Eren's ear so he could be heard better. "Bullshit me thinks."

"Yeah, probably." Eren nods, catching the eye of a dancer walking by in her kitten heals. "Hey --"

Porco turns around with the tray of drinks to see the group were already at a table with some women. Don't waste any time guys. He thinks, turning back around to the bar tender. "Better add four more shots on here for the ladies."

It wasn't long before Eren, Jean and Connie were gone from the table getting their private dances, leaving Porco alone with his now female escort.

"Sorry, I don't wanna waste your time but I'm not after a dance tonight." He leans into her neck, making himself more audible.

"Oh that's a shame, honey. Isn't there any girl here who takes your fancy?"

"What, do you have a catalogue?" He jokes.

She places her hand on his large arm as she laughs at his dumb joke, professionalism at a high standard.

"Unless you have someone with (your hair colour) and the most beautiful (your eye colour) eyes you've ever seen, then no. Sorry, I don't think there would be."

"I'll see what I can do." She hums, getting to her feet. "Thanks for the drink, sweetie."

Porco nods, bringing his glass to his lips. He's just happy to be alone for a moment, checking his phone once more. Nothing.

"Get a grip." He whispers to himself in annoyance.

His self indulgence didn't last long as Connie comes over, face flushed red and a red lipstick mark on his cheek.

"That was fast." Porco noted.

"Yeah I uh... I was getting a little too wound up."

Porco lets out a laugh, handing Connie a tequila. "Here, that'll help."

"Mention you're military and they go wild." Connie blows out his cheeks, preparing himself for the searing liquid he was about to ingest.

"Hey girl." Your work friend struts over. "There's someone over by the side wall who mentioned he'd like someone who had your hair and eyes. Maybe it's worth going over and see if you can milk him dry - he's being tight with dances."

"Oh?" You frown, curious peering over to the other side of the large, crowded room. Your lips part when you catch a glimpse of Porco in his chair, laughing at Connie who just choked on his shot, spitting it everywhere.

Oh my god.

Reaching inside your purse you check your phone to find three unread texts.

"Hey, we're on leave now a few of us are going out. You out with Mikasa or Sasha tonight?" "We're in Blue bamboo if you are!" "Come ouuuuut."

Your heartrate increases and those beautiful butterflies start fluttering within you. Things have been wonderfully weird with Porco recently, having both been getting closer and spending more alone time away from your friend group.

"How do I look?" You ask, fluffing your hair.

"Gorgeous. Go get him." Your friend smiles as you take a deep breath and begin walking over to your friends in your heals.

Connie is still spluttering when he sees you first. Porco is taking a drink and looking down at his phone when Connie frantically chokes some more, pointing at you and patting Porco's arm.

"What, Nimrod?" Porco laughs, looking at his friend to see if he's still breathing. His gaze follows his pointed finger to you, his jaw slacking.

Error 404 is all that's in his brain as you flash your beautiful smile, taking a seat next to them.

"Hey, sorry I've just now seen your texts." You explain, totally ignoring Connie who is now quietly dying and trying to catch his breath.

"Wh- wha? What are you doing here?" Porco stutters, not knowing how to feel or how to react. An etch of rosy pink was colouring in the bridge of his nose, trying his best to keep his eyes on your head; you were showing a lot of flesh.

"It's great money." You shrug. "Saving for that new car. You know the one I have now is on its way out."

It was true. Only last week you'd called him to pick you up as it had conked out just before the highway. He came to your rescue, gladly.

Without looking at him, Porco starts to give Connie a couple of whacks on his back as he seemed to still be drowning in his alcohol.

"I mean, yeah sure but..."

He doesn't know how to respond. It's not like he has anything against someone working here but... it's you. He doesn't want you around shady people. He's fully aware of the shit some guys give the dancers.

Connie finally catches his breath. Before he can comment, Porco is on his feet and gently pulling you up by your arm.

"What time is your shift over?" He mutters in your ear with a frown.

"Whenever I like."

"Okay, I'm taking you home when you decide to finish up."

"You've been drinking."

"We'll get a cab. There's something I want to talk to you about."

"Hey, y/n!" Connie waves, leaning down to see you past Porco's large form.

"Is it important?" You ask, flickering your gaze to Connie's dumb smile and giving him a little wave.

"It is to me." His frown tugs deeper.

"Then of course." You reply, heart-tugging at how his eyes were pleading at you. "But one last dance... come on, it's on the house."

"Wh-what"

You pull him towards the booths, Connie gawping like an idiot fish out of water.

Porco went along with it after a few moments, thinking you were going to sit him down and prank him or something. There's no way you'd give him a dance. Right?

Right?

You sit him down, closing the curtain over the door way. The music was a little quieter here so it was easier to hear what the other was saying. Or in Porco's case, easier to hear the hammering in his head as you turn to face him in your sexy clothing, your hair done to perfection, flashing him come-to-bed eyes like something from a dirty dream.

Of course, that would explain it. It was just a dream. He'd wake up soon, alone in his apartment.

You begin to sway your hips to the music, Porco gripping the arms of the chair, sinking his fingers pretty deep within the faux leather, his jaw tensing.

A heavier song begins to play and the strobe light begins to flicker, making it look as if you're moving in frames as you throw your hair back to match the new song's rhythm, your back bending elegantly, your long-heeled legs lifting and swinging to the side.

Porco is mentally and physically blown away as he watches your goddess-like form move like liquid smoke to the music, the strobe stopping and suddenly your face was really close to his, your breath blanketing his neck.

"Ah ~" he gasps involuntarily, his chest heaving as you press yourself against him and slide down his body through his splayed legs, giving his shirt a nip with your teeth on the way down.

That pink etch has spread into a full crimson face, trying his damned hardest to tame his stirring beast as you place your head down by his crotch, placing your hand above his groin and sucking your thumb, gorgeous eyes flickering up at his, making it look like you were sucking his fat cock.

The months and years of yearning for you peaked in this moment, his brain unable to rein in control of his now quickly hardening dick, a staggered breath escaping his vocals.

You feel movement under your wrist and forearm as you then stand, turning around and sitting your beautiful ass down on his crotch, grinding your hips up against him, feeling his size as it grows and hardens.

A flush of heat rushes down you knowing Porco was getting hard for your form.

"Sh--it..." He hisses, eyes wide and insane as he watches your movements, hands gluing to your hips.

You stand up and place yourself back near his face. "No touching, Porco. I thought you'd have more self-control...I'm disappointed."

His eyes rapidly search yours, still blown away into the realms of awe.

You reach behind yourself, about to free your perfect breasts, when Porco stops you, leaning forward and putting his face close to yours, his eyes darting from your eyes and lips.

"No... you're coming to my place." He breathes into you, sending heat crashing and rolling over you. "I can't hold back much more..."

"So, how was it?" You both hear a girl exit the booth area as you wrap up your dance.

"Hey, are you uh... you're single right? We should go o-out sometime..." Jean is heard whimpering pathetically, voice breaking as if he were going through awkward puberty all over again.

Your eyes meet with Porco's before you both erupt into laughter.

"Come on, get changed." He orders, getting to his feet.

Porco had waited for you outside in the fresh air as you got dressed and cashed-in.

"So, how much did you make?" He asked as you take his arm, starting your journey to the taxi-rank.

"Well, it's ten for every three minutes in a dance." You explain. "I started at ten, it's now what... 3am? I made 800 in five hours, including tips of course."

"Jesus." A small laugh escapes him. "Are they hiring?"

You laugh at his dumb joke. Not because you were at work, trying to get money from him. But because this is Porco. You cared deeply for him and his dumb little jokes. You were so comfortable around him it was as if you'd known each other all of your lives, when really it'd only been a couple of years.

All it takes is that one special person to pull you from the depths of sin and seduction. Why would you want to seduce others when you have the perfect man waiting for you at home? For money? Each to their own, but you were more than happy to -

Woah. You stop your thoughts. I'm thinking as if we're together. We're not a couple.

"Do you want a drink or anything?" He offers as you step into his apartment, relishing the thick scent of him within the room.

"No, I'm good thanks."

"You'll need one..." he breathes, immediately grabbing the back of your neck and pulling your lips to his. The door had barely closed behind him when he pounced, the sounds of smacking kisses in the air as he pushes your form against the door with his body, pinning you there.

"Porco~!" You gasp in pleasant surprise.

"Your name, I'm crazy about you." He confesses, pulling his head away.

"Is this what you wanted to talk about?"

He nods, eyes lowering back to your lips. "Yeah..."

It takes a second for it all to sink in. You didn't expect him to move so quick.

"D-do you not want... this? M-me?" His voice waivers, devastation awaiting him if you rejected his feelings for you.

You answer him by closing the gap between you, your fingers running through his thick strands. His pleased grunt and furrowed expression enough of a cue to indicate his joy in your answer.

The tip of his nose folds back a little as he kisses you while simultaneously trying to lead you to his bedroom, multi-tasking not being the best skill he has.

He stumbles, tripping over his own feet. A mixture of nerves, excitement and the little bit of alcohol he's had tipped him off balance. With a hiss of annoyance, he scoops you up, bridal style, into his arms, carrying you towards his room.

His cologne pleasantly chokes your senses, your mouth softly kissing his wide, muscular neck as he moves, his eyes now heavy-lidded as he makes haste to his large bed.

Closing the door with his socked foot, he places you down gently on the bed before immediately mounting you, pushing you back with his deep kisses. He laughs softly as his mouth moves to your neck, tickling you slightly and making you giggle. He's just over-joyed you feel the same and he finally gets to have you like this. Sliding your tongue into his mouth, your fingers hastily unbutton his shirt, his solid pecks and abs becoming bare and the sight alone was enough to get you hot and bothered.

His needing hands pawed you wherever they could, hungrily grasping your thighs, your ass, your breasts... anything he could claim, he would touch.

"You're so perfect ~" He sings in whisper, before his teeth nip at your earlobe.

You'd hardly done anything yet and Porco was already a mess at your mercy. His face was flush; his hair sticking at odd and end places, his chest heaving and eyes were already glazed with the predatory gaze of feral lust.

You push his open shirt down over his large arms, his eagerness is apparent as his fingers begin fumbling with his belt to feel free of his constrictions.

You both freeze when the sound of the front door opens with a loud slam; Eren and Jean's laugh loud and booming down the hall.

"Oh shit." Porco spits, hanging his head. "I forgot I said they could crash here tonight."

"It's okay..." You swallow through your heavy breaths, nodding.

"Stay right here..." He instructs softly, leaving a soft kiss on your forehead before he goes to leave.

He then stops at the door, hand on the wall with his head bowed.

"Are you oka-" You begin.

"Yeah." His vocals are pulled tight. "Just... pulling myself together."

Just as those words left his lips, the loud sound of someone puking could be heard.

"That'll do it." He fumes, flying out of the door.

"Who's bright idea was it to give Connie half-pint Springer tequila?!" Jean could be heard from within the bathroom.

"...My bad." Porco grimaces as now the sound of the toilet flushing rung out down the hall.

You frantically begin to smooth down your clothes and clear your throat as you hear footsteps padding towards the bedroom, and you knew Porco was helping Jean with Connie.

Eren appeared in the doorway, his head looking down the hall towards the living room, full arm over his eyes.

"Your name, are you decent? You want some pizza?"

"Get out of my room, Eren!"

You stand, laughing and accepting defeat. "Yeah you can look, doofus."

Wrangling three drunken men while sober was a task in itself; Connie placed on the floor with a blanket over him passed out, and turned onto his side; Porco's unused salad bowl near his head - just in case.

Jean and Eren were on the three-seater and you were snuggled up on the loveseat with Porco, a blanket covering you both as you watched TV and ate pizza with your friends. The lights were out and the various flashing colours from the TV encased the five of you snuggly. Your legs were draped over Porco's and his large palm sat on your thigh, his thumb lazily running in circles on your skin.

"How did you know I was here?" You ask Eren.

"Connie told us... right before he -"

"Right before he projectiled across the entire table, and we got kicked out." Jean finished his sentence. "You shoulda seen it, your name. World record for sure."

"Ah, I feel bad now." Porco mutters.

"It woulda happened either way." Jean waved his hand dismissively without looking away from the glow of the TV.

"Speaking of 'woulda's' sounds like you were a little smitten back there with Roxy, huh?" You tease.

Porco gives your leg a squeeze as a laugh emits from his throat.

"What?!" Jean's face glows within the darkness, contrasting against the screen.

Eren chortled; "Happens every time we go in."

Porco took the time to take in the moment after the movie to drink in his current level of happiness. You'd fallen asleep with your head against his still bare chest, your skin warm and soft. Connie was still away in the realms of debauchery, he hadn't moved since he was placed there, his snores gaining in volume told Porco it was time to go to bed. Eren and Jean were now asleep too, Jean's head hanging back off the couch arm and Eren curled up like a puppy at the other end of the sofa.

With a deep sigh, Porco silently cherished his friends and now, his new girlfriend, picking you up with ease making you stir.

"C'mon sleeping beauty." He whispers. "Let's get you to bed."

He takes the long way around the couch, looping by Jean to push his head up with his foot - he'd have the world's stiffest neck in the morning if he just left him that way.

As he got you into bed, his eyes darted over to his digital clock on his bedside. 5:30am

The sun will be coming up soon.

Stripping his trousers down to his underwear, he climbs into bed with you with a deep sigh. Sure he didn't get to fuck you. But he's just so happy you felt the same. His large arms wrap around your form and he buries his head into the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent.

"mmm..." You hum sleepily, pressing your ass against his crotch and slowly rubbing yourself against him.

"H-hey, you should sleep." He laughs nervously, any and all effects of alcohol now out of his system.

You reply by simply grabbing his hand and sliding it up your dress onto your bare breast.

He chokes on his own saliva for a moment, taking a short intake of breath before coughing.

"I want you, Porco..." You hum into the pillow before turning to face him, your eyes blinking at him beautifully.

"Yeah?" His eyebrow arches, planting a kiss onto your mouth. "You... want me to make you feel good, huh?"

You nod, his mouth still glued to yours, only removing to speak. His hand glides up your thigh and to your panties, warm hand placing itself onto your covered bloom, his palm now slowly rubbing it with trembling movements.

His mouth moves down to your neck. "mmm... let me... make you feel... good, baby..."

He pulls your dress up and over your head, his brow becoming more sewn together as he takes in your near-naked form.

"Porco, make me yours..." You plead still fired up from your frictions earlier.

"Oh, I will..." He smirks, tearing the cloth down your legs. "Besides, you're already mine now, anyway."

Still laying on your sides he grips the underside of your thigh, lifting up your leg as he snakes down the bed, his tongue lapping the length of your slit.

"Ah ~!" Your eyes clasp shut as he begins to sensually and slowly make out with your sex, your toes curling as he groans into you.

"W-we'll have to s-stay quiet...~" You remind him.

Porco didn't care, of course. Fuck his friends waking up. He had you and he was going to ruin you.

Your claws grip his hair as he pinpoints your clitoris, fiery jolts of electricity shooting through your entirety as he relentlessly invades it with his warm, textured tongue. Your hips jerk a little while he leaves your thigh suspended in the air, his fingers now sliding inside of you with a beautiful fullness.

You hum, you gasp, you sing with whispers as he works you, finally having Porco Galliard feeling beyond wonderful as he curves his fingers and hooking into you, pulling on your sweet spot.

You wonder with awe where he'd learned all this - you knew him well enough now to know he didn't get much action. Not that he couldn't, the ladies loved him. He just for whatever reason, chose not too. You'd figured he was one of those who didn't really chase anyone until he had built up feelings for them.

You'd seen him once on a date with some woman not long after you first met, but nothing seemed to have come of that.

Little did you know, Porco fell for you at first sight and he couldn't carry the guilt of continuing something with someone else while he was simmering into a boil for you - not having anyone since.

Porco tears himself away, his balls swollen from the accidental teasing early, on top of the purposeful lap dance you'd given him. His dick throbbed and was weeping, crying to be pushed snuggly into you as he pushes you by your ass so you were lying now on your other side.

Taken by surprise at his assertiveness, you figured he was beyond the realm of his shyness by how fired up he was feeling as he circled his head at your entrance. His fingertips dig into your ass cheeks as he pushes himself inside of you, the resistance of your tight insides making him groan and hiss, his hips immediately beginning to pound into you.

Your voice is lost and your eyes roll as his fat fullness pushes its way eagerly deep within your core, his erratic panting like music to your ears.

"N'ah ~ ah... N'uh..." he wimpers. "You feel so good, your name... ah, ah, ah..."

He pulls out to pull your leg open so he's now in between your splayed legs, and not just behind your gorgeous rump. Without a word he grabs your hips and returns to his thrusts, pulling you down by your waist like you were his sex doll, your tits bouncing beautifully with each hard pound.

You could scarcely describe the pleasure that was flowing through you, your insides flexing and tensing with glee as you watch his gorgeous, sculpted form work you, his abs rolling and the tops of his cheeks etched blood red. His muscular broad shoulders roll and flex with each pull of your body, his expression of amazement and awe not once leaving his face.

He's spoilt for choice as he now throws you firmly yet carefully around on to your front, the slick sounds of your soaked and puffy lips echoing throughout the room as he nestles back into you, his lips caressing the back of your neck in between his heavy breaths and whimpers.

"Your name... shit, ah..."

"Porco, I'm getting close." You inform him, your hands gripping the sheets for dear life as you feel the building wave beneath you, rolling higher with each push of his delicious cock.

He whimpers loudly at the news, picking up the pace and grabbing handfuls of anything he could from this position, mainly your hips and ass.

You gasp as he exits you, once again pulling you around onto your back, his hasted movements and trembling arms placing your legs over his shoulders, dipping himself back within you, this time much deeper than before.

You cry out as he grazes your cervix, the patterns of your internal spasms becoming more erratic as you near your end - the golden feeling of it going to be huge as it just keeps building from beneath the surface.

"I want you to look at me when you come undone." He smirks, face flushed red and his lids heavy. "Look at me while I take you into heaven, baby."

All you can do is nod as he keeps dipping himself deeply within, the feeling so full, it was almost like he was in your throat too.

"I'm close ~ N'ahw..." His pitch heightens and his eyes plead at you.

You orgasm so hard, your vision is black as you turn deaf, blind and dumb, swirling weightless in the void, your entire body tingling and sheer pleasured euphoria bombards and assaults your body from every angle, Porco crying out loudly from somewhere beyond your veil of dark fog, circling the drain of insanity as your nails sink harshly into his arms. Your back arches, still not back within your body as your silent scream is deafening, legs trembling at Porco's mercy. The orgasm begins to leave after what feels like a short eternity, your vision returning as Porco's thick, hot mess is still erupting into you, his high pitched whines almost pathetic in the sexiest way possible, his grip on you certainly going to leave marks as he tumbles down his own rabbit hole of pure, undiluted bliss.

He wheezes and pants as he falls down onto you, his sloppy and desperate kisses covering your lips, cheek and neck.

"Ah ~ shit... your name... that was..."

He'd not had sex since he'd met you and if he had to wait all that time again for another orgasm that powerful, he sure fucking would - his eyes watering and flushed face rubbing into your neck.

"Ah ~ god I love you..." He whines.

He'd filled you up so full, it was already beginning to leak with his thick, goopy seed even though he was still plugged up within you.

"I love you too, baby..." Your voice is barely audible, your empty stare into the ceiling evident that your brain was still suffering from its short circuit.

"Oh Porco, I'm sorry..." You then whisper, noticing the nail marks in his skin.

"What? Oh... don't worry about it." He pants, the biggest, dumbest grin spreading across his face. "War wounds, huh?"

"Shut up." You laugh, playfully hitting your love.

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cafedanslanuit · 1 year

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HOW DO YOU CALL YOUR LOVERBOY?

tags/warnings: fluff, humour, suggestive, fem reader but no pronouns, heavily implied latinx!reader who speaks spanish

a/n: happy birthday to me! this is a very self-indulgent fic <333 i wrote this after watching 'dirty dancing' with @ofoceansandtombsanew for the very first time. also, thank u nyla for the hc that porco took dancing lessons as a kid, best hc in the world <3

songs mentioned + others that fit the vibe: pequeñas cosas - willie gonzales, siénteme - orquesta adolescentes, qué locura enamorarme de ti - eddie santiago

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“Hey, Pock. Ready for my dance lessons?”

Porco sighed at your question. His golden eyes connected with yours, and he couldn’t help but snort at your excited grin and the way you softly swayed your body in anticipation.

“Sure, sure,” he said and you walked towards him. He made sure to make space in his living room and changed into something more comfortable for the occasion. If he ever doubted his outfit, he was instantly rewarded by the way you didn’t make any effort to hide the way you ogled at his arms, full on display thanks to the black tank top he was using. He smirked to himself, took his phone and opened Spotify. “What do you wanna practice first?”

“You know there has to be salsa at my wedding,” you explained, stretching your arms up in the air.

“Okay, good.”

You looked at Porco while he searched for a good song in his multiple playlists. While you hated summer and the unrelenting hot weather, you loved the way it painted freckles on his cheeks, giving him a boyish charm. His toned and tanned arms were dreamy as always, but what caught your attention the most were the grey sweatpants that were hanging from his hips. God, he was so handsome. Did he really think you would be able to focus on your steps?

“I’m guessing you’re aiming for romantic salsa? Or something more timba-like?”

“Romantic, definitely. Won’t be my first dance with my husband, but I definitely wanna dance it with him,” you explained. Porco hummed and after a few taps, music started playing from his speakers. You recognised the song and smiled as he took your hand and moved you to the cleared space.

It was easy to fall into rhythm with Porco guiding you. He moved with ease as if he hadn’t just learnt the genre a couple of years ago. Not letting go of your hand, he softly pushed you away only to bring you back with a cheeky smirk. You smiled as you did your best to follow his steps, even turning on your own with a sway of your hips until you were in front of each other again.

“Y es que no puedo sacarte de mi mente,” you sang along with the second song, already feeling loose and comfortable with your dance partners.

“C’mon, less singing, more turns,” he playfully chastised you. At your pout, he took your hands and tried to do a belt loop, which ended in you losing the rhythm of your steps for a moment. “See what I’m talking about?” he taunted.

You stuck your tongue out to him as you kept dancing, only this time Porco’s hands were set on your waist. You let your forearms rest on his shoulders as you danced on your spot, so close you could feel his breath against your face. Your eyes looked for Porco’s, and when you met his gaze, one of his hands moved to the small of your back while the other lowered to your hip, fingers grazing your ass, holding you as you moved along with the song.

“You look comfortable,” you teased.

“I am.”

You let the song continue, enjoying Porco’s scent filling your senses as you let him guide your steps. His cheek rested against your temple, your arms completely around his shoulders, and yet you wouldn’t dream of pushing him away. At one point, he turned you both to the side, and that was the moment you realized his thigh was between your legs. Your fingers slightly scratched Porco’s neck, causing him to flush your body even closer to him. You chuckled.

“You’re getting awfully touchy with an engaged woman, you know?”

“You’re insufferable,” he sighed in annoyance, before pressing a kiss to your cheek.

“No, no,” you insisted, laughing as you gently pushed him away. “C’mon, hands where I can see them.”

Dancing, you moved further away from Porco, shoulders swaying to the beat of the song as your feet didn’t miss a step. Porco rolled his eyes again and you laughed even louder, spinning on your spot and enjoying the music. When you were facing him again, he had his arms crossed in front of his chest and had a completely unamused look in his eyes paired with the suspicious ghost of a smile on his smile.

You grinned and made a ‘come hither’ motion with your fingers. To your surprise, he obliged rather quickly and didn’t lose time before pulling you into another dance position, his left arm on the small of your back while his right hand held yours. You laughed as you danced along with him and let him make you spin one, two, three times. He went for the belt loop again and this time you stumbled over your feet and crashed face-first against his chest.

It was Porco’s turn to laugh. “Still messing up the loops, huh.”

“It’s okay,” you shrugged, looking up at his golden eyes with a dreamy smile. “Got a great dance partner to cover for me.”

Porco kissed you passionately, both his arms around your body as your arms found their way around his neck. He kissed you eagerly, just like the first time he did three years ago, and even after that long you still felt the strength of his feelings for you, how much he wanted you, to the point where even your bodies got in the way with how much he wanted you close.

“‘wanna marry you right now,” he breathed against your lips, his words raw and filled with need, causing your heart to skip a beat. After kissing you a couple of times more, he started lowering his lips, pressing more open-mouthed kisses across your neck, making you arch your back.

“C’mon, loverboy. Just two weeks until our day,” you grinned. “Let’s keep practising, wanna get the hang of that loop before then.”

Porco squinted at you, eyebrows furrowed and the slightest of pouts on his lips. “Fine, have it your way,” he said. He patted your butt and then let go of his hold. “Change the song, will you?”

“Love you,” you said, before pressing a small kiss on his lips and then going over to the table where he had left his phone. You scrolled through one of your wedding playlists until you found a song you really liked. “You know, I was thinking about going over the seat arrangement once more. I’m still not sure where the guys are—”

Words died in your mouth as soon as you turned and looked at your fiancé. He had taken off his tank top and suddenly your brain couldn’t think of anything else but his abs and his chest and his tanned skin and his abs and his shoulders and his chest and his abs and his abs and his abs—

“Hm? What about the seats?” he asked, raising his eyebrows and feigning innocence. It was your turn to squint.

“Such an asshole,” you chuckled.

“What?” he insisted, a smirk drawing upon his face. You rolled your eyes and started walking towards him, hands on your hips with a slay sway on them.

“I said I’m marrying an asshole,” you repeated. You let your body press against him and offered no resistance when his arms wrapped around your body again. Your hands rubbed his shoulders affectionately before setting them on his cheeks, locking your gaze on his pretty honey eyes that, in just two weeks, would swore to be yours for the rest of his life.

“Yeah, it sucks,” he teased, his eyes full of adoration.

“I mean, I can if you want to."

It took Porco two seconds to understand your joke

—and only one to kiss you again.

#porco x reader #porco galliard #porco galliard x reader #snk x reader #aot x reader #snk porco #aot porco #shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan #porco fluff

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betbeton · 2 years

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✃ Size Kink Ahoy!!

Various AoT Men × Reader

Warnings - Various "Vanilla" Kinks

18 + Below Cut Minors DNI

· GN - Reader ·

· Twitter Request ·

· A/N - i refuse to acknowledge the fact porco is taller than me ·

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・❥・ Masterlist

⪧ Reiner Braun

Normally he was more than happy to let you take the lead, let you drag him along on the rollercoaster of pleasure you always rode alongside him, but it had been a difficult week. Between Porco picking at him with snide remarks and snarky footnotes left on his paperwork, and the fact his mother had hounded him to explain in more detail what he had done for the years he was gone. His mother was easily dismissed with a 'that was years ago, I don't remember', but Porco was persistent. It was as if he was out to get Reiner and he couldn't blame him, he deserved it for various reasons. All that being said that didn't mean he wasn't going to not release the pent up stress working away at his barely there sanity, which lead to your body in it's current awkward position. All your weight pressed onto your shoulders as Reiner folded you in half, embarrassment warming your gut as he forced your own arousal and stuffed hole into your line of sight. A sequel leaving you as the hulking blonde stuffed his entire length back into your hole, your hands finding purchase on the ground beside your knees as you clung on for dear life while enjoying the ride. Though you couldn't help the realization that your beloved partner's eyes seemed to gleam with lust as he enjoyed the view of you folded up beneath his larger body, maybe that size kink Porco had teased implying that was why Reiner never took the lead wasn't too far fetched.

Maybe Reiner Braun indeed had a size kink.

⪧ Porco 'Pock' Galliard

He was laying down that Pock cock™ or at least trying to. He had insisted he was going to top and make you quote 'his bitch', but as you laid there gazing up at his chest as he tried fold you in half you debated outing his size kink just so you can ride him like a mad-person. Sure the delicious stretch of his cock in your sloppily lubed hole was amazing no matter the situation, it was becoming painfully apparent that you might also have a size kink . . . specifically being on top of a larger partner and fucking them dumb. This was going to be a fit if your mutual friends ever found out, neither of you would live it down, hell Reiner might even get to rib Porco for once and actually strike a painful nerve. The sudden halt of Porco bullying his cock into your hole shook you from your thoughts, head tilting to gaze up at his flushed face as he avoided eye contact.

"Something wrong, Pock?"

His words were mumbled at first, but once you asked him to repeat himself he simply huffed like the angry baby he is and rolled over onto his back strong hands settled on your waist.

"I like it better like this."

Despite his grumbling a small smile cracked his facade as you giggled and began bouncing on his cock, aided by his large hands clinging to your hips. You would have to tease him later the more important task at hand is milking his cock with your greedy hole and coaxing all those adorable moans and groans you know he has hidden behind his tough guy facade. At the end of the day you two shared an unspoken size kink, even if Porco yelled and jokingly tried to beat you up with a pillow when you brought it up while dishing out aftercare.

#aot x reader #aot smut #reiner braun #reiner braun smut #porco galliard #porco smut #snk x reader #aot porco #snk porco #aot reiner #snk reiner

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coconutdays · 2 years

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BODY by MINO | Porco Galliard x Reader

A small drabble of Porco seeing you for the first time after your breakup inspired by that one song by MINO

Warnings: A little bit of angst?

It's been a few weeks since Porco broke up with you.

And you just had to be at the same fucking club.

Your skin was glowing, probably from the thin veil of sweat you had from dancing the entire time you were here. How you always managed to keep your heels on after dancing for hours was a wonder to him.

Your lipgloss was still intact, which meant you hadn't taken a drink yet.

Or made out with someone.

After all, you were never one to reapply lipgloss.

"It gets all texturized. Yuck" You used to complain

You look like you lost weight.

Fuck. Was that his fault?

"Go dance with her man."

Porco's ears perked up to listen to conversation between the two guys next to him at the bar.

"She hasn't let a single guy dance with her though. She just keeps grinding on her friends."

Yeah, they're talking about you. Who wouldn't? Everyone always turns to look at you whenever you enter a room. It was what always made him proud to call you his girl.

"Dude, stop being a pussy and-"

"If you're talking about the girl in the blue dress, I wouldn't go for it."

The both of them turned to look at Porco, who nodded his head towards you.

"Her boyfriend owns the club and has surveillance footage. Heard he isn't too nice." He lied

You looked too beautiful to have any of the sorry asses in this club next to you anyways.

"Oh. Guess she's untouchable for a reason then huh." One of them said, obviously bummed out.

"You could say that."

No. You just weren't easy to get to. Of course he would know. He spent an entire three months getting you to grow used to him before you agreed to go on a date with him.

How the hell did he break up with you over the fear of you finding someone better than him.

Since when was he so fucking insecure?

You were still untouchable even after your breakup.

He fucked up.

Getting you back would be ten times harder than when he first tried making you his girlfriend.

But you were worth it.

And more.

Your phone just so happened to ring when you sat down for a second to rest.

Incoming call: Porco

The picture you took of him on your first date lit up the screen. It was still your contact photo for him.

You shouldn't have picked up the phone.

But you're still hooked on him, as mad as you are.

"What."

"Tell me what to do to get you back baby. Please. I will never leave you again."

#aot porco #porco galliard #porco snk #porco imagine #shingeki no kyoujin #snk #snk porco #porco x reader #porco galliard x reader #aot

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arteastica · 2 years

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From Porco’s Instagram

#attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #aot fanart #snk fanart #aot actor au #aot au #aot final season #aot modern au #porco galliard #reiner x porco #aot porco #gallirei #porco smut #porco x y/n #shingeki no kyojin porco #snk porco #attack on titan porco #zeke jaeger #eren yeager

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terufox · 11 months

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The inspiration for the color palette was my favorite candy wrapper

#marco bodt #snk porco #snk marco #porco galliard #parco #snk #aot

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conexion9 · 2 years

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“I Don’t Need Apologies, Just Your Pain”

- P.t 1 - Porco x Fem!Reader -

SFW

You are a spy, act like it.

- brooklyn by woodkid -

A shudder of cold air shoots up your spinal cord. Because you are suddenly reminded of how malicious this plan is.

Does this plan really need to include the death of innocent civilians?

It took you a while to stomach food when you first got to Liberio. Not because of the cuisine itself, god no! Everything you ate in this country was remarkable, delectable and uniquely, Marley.

It was your endless guilt that flooded your conscious. Every bite of the dish in front of you was constantly triggering a detail of the plan that was explained to you through letters.

It’s shady really, the plan. A shady game of chicken of which country is going to withdraw their espionages first.

Slit, open, read, rip and toss the letters. That is your duty everyday in the beginning of the week.

Every week you receive a new piece of information that you have to compile in your busy brain, and in hopes to relieve the compacted memories, you take a moment. A selfish moment outside in public.

You step outside your small complex, breathing in the air. The air that will soon be contaminated with smog and ash. By this point, it’s ridiculous how often you think about the soon to be battlefield.

Who the hell takes this much time thinking about the nasty aspects in life? How the hell do you manage to function with this weight on your shoulders?

You do. People like you, have to.

There’s a 20 minute mark that you spare yourself today and it’s with purpose, there’s a beautiful carnival being celebrated today and the streets are filled with vendors. Foods from various countries covered the stands, games ending with prizes and performances that would take away the crowds attention, made it all seem like a wonderland.

It was, at least in your head.

You lent back against the railing of the docks, cigarette smoke faintly snaking it’s way across the area thanks to the men across who had coagulated together as the rest of their family enjoyed the carnival. Fathers, brothers, uncles and friends shared their cigars between themselves. Their laughter echoing across the streets. It’s light enough to almost put you to sleep, with the mixture of sea salt and steam coming from the food stands just made it surreal to you.

Surreal to the moment of peace.

Your eyes attracted to the bright coloration by a corner and you swipe your gaze to it.

“You two need rest for tomorrow.” A dark haired woman commented to a group of kids ahead of her, they were clearly hyper on the sugar, yelling and leaping across the streets. And you couldn’t help but smile with satisfaction.

The satisfaction that kids are being kids.

There were 3 adults in the same uniform following closely behind, like a soft wall of representative nature, 3 proud adults. 3 proud comrades.

These 3 adults and 4 kids were in the military.

These 3 adults were titan shifters and these 4 kids were Warrior Candidates.

These beings were just people.

These are beings you need to kill.

You take your eyes away from the group in hopes of breaking the train of thought. It’s not yours but rather your higher ups.

It’s etched into your functionality and you sometimes feel disgusting for thinking this way. Like you’re dirty and ridden with their virus.

But you have to admit to yourself, a spy doesn't act this way. A spy is stronger than this, braver, smarter- hell even more unemotional than you are being right now.

The way you are thinking is incredibly inappropriate.

“How often do you stand in creepy corners and people watch?”

You’ve been made.

A deep voice settles besides you and with a composed turn of your head, you gaze up at one of the Titan Shifters. One with hypnotic swirls of brown and gold.

“Only when I need to get out of my head for while. Makes the futile things I conjure up in my head disappear.”

The Jaw Titan arches his brow in curiosity, “Like?”

“Like things that don’t concern you.”

“Now that’s when you’re wrong, agent.”

Your heart dips to your stomach in disappointment. How will the higher ups react when they find out you have been outed by the enemy’s military?

How slow will your death be?

“You have a couple options circling your grasp at the moment.”

You stay silent for him to list them out.

“You can follow me. Or you can stay still and let our snipers put you down. In one scenario you get to live another day and the other you end your stay here in Liberio.” His words cut directly into my ears, not missing a beat.

“Has the military ever taught manners to their soldiers? Don’t you know asking a lady to follow you into the unknown, makes it out to be a very ominous request. ”

“Don’t play coy with me, I’m in no hurry to kill you. But if you do stay, we will kill you.” he jaw clenches a bit at the annoyance.

You also happen to clench your jaw, because of sudden tension he promoted, maybe he’s just as nervous as you were.

And that’s what makes you two mutual.

“Is that a promise? You promise me you will kill me?”

Stunned and with blood slowly rising to his cheeks, he softly snorts at your innocent inquire. His blush was so subtle you thought for a second you were hallucinating.

“Of course.” and with that he uses momentum to push off the railing, walking to whoever the hell knows.

You let out a soft breath before getting up and following a couple feet loosely behind him. So sure of yourself you were walking to your death.

A/n: I realize there is a looot (I’m exaggerating ) of porco works but I promise I’ll be putting out other characters soon. For now I wanted to establish (to myself ) how I wanted to perceive porco and low and behold, 2 “x reader” fics later I finally have some concrete outlines haha. Hope you enjoy this <3

#porco galliard #porco #aot #attack on titan #porco x reader #snk x reader #snk porco #aot fandom #fanfic

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blitziaeleece · 1 year

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Sleepy vampire Porco o: I talked with a friend of mine and she mentioned Porco and we ended up talking about his legs and I have the biggest thing for him having thick thighs for some reason so I tried stuff (and he’s a vampire bc I can draw him like this so I will)

#blitziaeleece's art #my art #fanart #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #aot #attack on titan porco #porco galliard #aot porco #snk porco #shingeki no kyoujin #aot fanart #snk fanart #clip studio paint

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pinetoyles · 1 year

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posing for Reiner maybe?

TELEGRAM | TWITTER | INSTAGRAM

#porco galliard #porco aot #aot #attack on titan #aot fanart #porco fanart #snk #snk porco #snk fanart #pinetoyles art

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xendrassk · 2 years

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…I’m just gonna quietly place this right here…..

✌️👀

#xendrassk art #porco galliard #aot porco #snk porco #ibispaint #um…shower time with Porco?

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kaijufo · 10 months

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he's ✨️sensitive✨️

😌

#my artwork #artwork #digital art #fanart #anime fanart #aot anime #aot fandom #snk porco #attack on titan porco #aot porco #porco galliard #reiner x porco #shingeki no kyojin #snk

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quills-of-freedom · 1 year

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Short Story ~

Forbidden Fruit 🍎

Female Bodied Reader X Porco Galliard

Tag list info here 🐙

Eren and Porco are notorious rivals within your neighbourhood. Problem is, Eren is your brother and Porco is your boyfriend. Surely, nothing could go wrong, right?

Warnings: Smut. 18+ only.

Your teeth clamp down onto your bottom lip as those welcome flutters of excitement soar around your lower stomach; you’re giddy with glee, like a love struck teen hugging your pillow and kicking your legs. You couldn’t help it. Every time you closed your eyes, all you could see was that image of Porco, your boyfriend, smirking that knowing smile at you while Eren wasn’t looking.

They’d gotten into yet another heated argument, having bumped into each other in the street - it was a common occurrence, considering your secret lover only lived a few houses down from you.

From childhood rivals, to enemies; it seemed a shame that the two young men had grown to hate each other so much. You guessed that’s what you get when an inferno meets a tornado. Both hot headed, quick to temper and strongly opinionated. Whatever the reason, after they’d been separated and those handsome eyes snapped right to yours, Eren too distracted trying to shove off Jean and Connie from restricting his movements towards his target. He didn’t notice Porco running his tongue of his bottom lip before flashing you half a smile. How could Porco resist Eren’s gorgeous sister? With her teasing aura, pouring beautiful looks and nightingale voice?

Rolling onto your back with a sigh, you just knew you had to see him tonight.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Eren’s gloomy voice calls from behind his laptop, not even glancing up to look at you.

“Out.” You shrug, putting on your coat.

“It’s dark out. I’m coming with you.”

You hide an eyeroll and inhale a silent sigh back into your lungs.

“I’m only going to the store. I won’t be long.” You quickly head for the door before he can protest.

Just as your hand touches the handle, he’s at your side, pulling on his black hoodie.

“You’re not going out alone at this time. What you want from the store?”

Your frustration is diluted by the touching sentiment. He may be a little over protective, but it’s because he cares. He’s a good brother. You can’t help but have a reoccurring pang of guilt as you return to your room after your little unnecessary trip to the store. You didn’t like lying to him - but you didn’t even want to imagine the hell that would form if he ever found out.

You sit eating your snacks you were forced to buy, trying to come up with a plan. It wasn’t some cheesy movie; you couldn’t climb out of your window and sneak away without hurting yourself. You were two stories up.

Just as those thoughts left your fleeting mind, there’s a tapping at your window. As if manifested by sheer will, there was Porco waving at you with one hand, clinging onto the drainpipe with the other.

Woah. It is like one of those movies! You think, as you cough on your chips in surprise.

Hurrying to the window, you let him inside. The fresh air hitting you helping carry his cologne to your nose.

“You got a lock on that door?” Is the first thing he asks as he climbs inside your room.

“Y-yeah. It’s locked.”

“Good.”

His arms instantly snake around your waist and he pulls you into a deep kiss; hands roaming hungrily through deep, quivering breaths.

“Fuck, I’ve wanted you so bad all day…” His vocals are barely a whisper as he pushes his hips against yours; his already hardening cock imprinting against you through his joggers. “Where’ve you been, huh? Making me wait… you’re gonna pay for that…”

Before you can reply your silenced by his tongue sliding down your throat, trembling arms lowering you onto your soft bed.

His mouth devours your cheek and neck as his hand smooths up your thigh and skirt, hastily pushing aside your panties and thumbing your clit.

“P-Porco, Eren might hear…” You whisper, voice strained from how heated you were.

“I don’t care.” He slobbers into your ear before nipping it with his teeth. “I need you to wet my cock with that pretty pussy.”

It wasn’t too long later he was thrusting deeply into you; his groans muffled between your shoulder, neck and pillow. Your legs in the air and toes curling with each beautiful drag of his fat cock against your ridges; your eyes rolling and biting down on your hand to avoid crying out loudly.

“Ah yeah… ah fuck…” He sings deeply into your ear. “Fuck… so tight. You feel amazing, babe. ’t-take my cock s'so good.”

You both freeze with horror as there’s a knocking at your door.

“Hey, shit head. I’m making a snack, you want any? Or have you filled up on that junk you got from the store?”

Porco’s head lowers. Both from frustration and irritation.

That voice that grated on him so much wasn’t one he wanted to hear while he was buried deep in you; your slick covering his entire shaft, groin and balls.

“N-no, I’m good, thanks!” You squeak, trying to sound as normal as possible.

You hear the floorboards creek on the other side of the door as Eren shifts his weight.

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I AH!”

You call out loudly as Porco unexpectedly thrusts hard into you, taking your breath away.

“Y/N? Everything okay?”

Porco groans loudly, thrusting faster; pinning you down by your arms with a grin, groaning louder.

“What the fuck?!” Eren calls out, banging on the door.

“I’m about to fill up your sister, Eren.” Porco calls, clenching his eyes shut; his release oh-so-beautifully close. “I’m going to unload my junk and fill her up ‘til she’s choking on it.”

He wasn’t trying to be an ass. Well… he did a little. He was tired of having to keep you two a secret. He cared for you very deeply, and Porco being Porco… well, it just happened.

The loud bangs of Eren trying to break down the solid oak wood of the door and the even louder groan of Porco’s orgasm as he did, indeed pump you full, was washed away as you reached your own massive climax. You don’t know if this act of possessiveness is what pushed you into such a huge orgasm, or the fact he was suddenly going so hard and fast. Maybe both? Either way, it all drained out as your own cries of ecstasy only ignited Eren’s temper even more, the kicks to the door getting more violent as Porco thrusts with one final grunt.

#porco smut #porco x reader #porco x y/n #porco imagines #porco x you #attack on titan porco #snk porco #porco x yn #snk x y/n #snk x reader #snk headcanons #attack on titan eren #aot #eren jaeger

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