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koulakoukoula2003 · 2 years

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Hey hey hey! As I've told you before, I love how you write Erwin you are probably my fav writer for Commander Daddy🛐

So, I have a request, if you have time of course! I was thinking: Reader and Erwin have been friends for a while, him always pushing aside any other sentiments. But then, Levi seems to start liking Reader. This leads to Erwin being jealous, even though they haven't even kissed yet, and he's kinda desperate to be the only one in her mind, so he does the only thing he thinks could keep her by his side (First time).

Thank you so much in advance❣️❣️❣️❣️

Omg I love that request and thank you so much 🥺🥺🥺 IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG LMAO IT'S 5,7K WORDS FORGIVE ME AHAHAH I used a scene from this fic of mine because that fic is exactly your ask LMAO

Mine (Erwin x Reader)

Pairings: Erwin x Reader, Erwin x You, Erwin x Y/n, Erwin x OC Trigger Warnings: SMUT, SHAMELESS SMUT LMAO uhm, rough smut, first time, virginity loss, oral (female receiving), Size Kink, Daddy Kink, Possessive Behaviour Taglist: @syrma-sensei @antoxsmith @hopeless-daydream3r @macyomoiji

There's no denying that Levi holds a piece of your heart, but certainly Erwin owns your body and he has no idea. Neither do you, honestly.

You and Erwin had been together ever since you could remember yourself. Best friends since school. He was a little older than you - five years - but you two had still managed to play around the streets of your shared neighborhood. You were always by his side. He protected you from the older kids, always guided you.

So here you were now, a Section Commander in the Survey Corps. You never even planned to be in the military, but you followed Erwin everywhere and you had done the unthinkable and joined the Survey Corps - the cruelest Regiment, just for him.

His Section Commander, his right-hand woman. You were there when he told you his crazy plan to recruit soldiers from the Underground, but you trusted him. And he was right, one of those recruits winded up being Humanity's Strongest Soldier - and most importantly, the man your heart belonged to.

It all started when he found you crying over Isabel's and Furlan's deaths. Him and his two friends were put in your squad when they first joined, and whatever Levi thought, you knew it was your fault that they had died. You blamed yourself because back then you were their Captain.

Levi had kissed you that day, because you had been so kind to both him and his friends. You had treated them far better than anyone else. When everybody looked down on them, you'd stand up for them, and you had no reason to.

It had been five years since then. Levi was now a Captain and you were a Section Commander, and Erwin knew that another man had laid claim on what was his. You were all that Erwin could think about. He couldn't come up with a decent plan. Not when he'd see you two in the Mess Hall, sitting side by side, and having dinner together. Always together. Training together, doing paperwork together, sharing a bedroom and an office together. He had lost you, hadn't he?

And you would never admit but everything you ever did you had done it for Erwin. You joined the freaking Survey Corps and became a better soldier than him just because you wanted to protect him. Military was never the life you wanted. You had graduated in the Mitras university just because you were a woman and you wanted to be independent with your own job, your own clinic. You had dreams, but you set everything aside for Erwin. You had done everything for Erwin but you knew this man would never want you the way you wanted him.

Erwin was handsome and perfect in every aspect you could think of, and that was precisely why he'd never want you. He was an experienced man. A high-ranked, handsome Commander. He must've had so many women, far better and prettier than you could ever be. He'd never want you.

And you had made peace with that. You had learned to love Levi and it wasn't hard. It wasn't hard at all. Levi deserved the world and you wanted to give it to him.

“So, according to my assumptions, the titan spinal fluid of normal or abnormal titans has only two proteins. One is the one that heals wounds instantly, and the other is the one that turns people into titans…” You made a new report to your Commander, who didn’t seem to be paying any attention to you. You and Hange were the two heads of the researching division and you had figured out incredible things. You were brilliant, and that was exactly why Erwin wanted you. In every possible sense of that word.

Erwin was still writing down on his paperwork, his attention completely consumed by it. He had been distant lately. For the past couple of months, he wouldn’t even call you in his office. Not even when you had important scientific reports like this to make. You wouldn’t find him in the Mess Hall. You wouldn’t find him in his office when you’d look for him. It was like he didn’t want to see you.

Indeed, he had done everything in his power to avoid being in the same room with you. You and Levi were happy together and he couldn’t ruin that no matter how much he wanted to. He wanted you to be his but, alas, he couldn’t have that. He couldn’t have you. And maybe, if you two ended up in the same room together for more than a little while, he was going to burst and do something he’d regret. But he couldn’t stall it anymore. You showed up unannounced because otherwise, he’d make sure he wouldn’t be there.

Still, you tried to pretend you were oblivious to that all. This was all important information that you couldn’t keep from the very Commander of your Regiment. Whatever it was that he was having in mind that made him act like a jerk, he’d have to tell you sooner or later.

“So, I was thinking that if I figure out a way to separate those two proteins, I could come up with a serum that heals all wounds. It could be the key to minimising the deaths on our Expeditions-”

“Excellent, keep working on that,” Erwin said, not once looking up at you. Just how precious was his attention that you didn’t deserve it? You scoffed and crossed your arms against your chest. He clearly didn’t care about dropping the deaths to a minimal. He clearly didn’t care about anything that you had just told him. He had something else in mind, and what the hell could that be that was of greater importance than all of these?

“Alright, spill it, what is it?” You asked – seemingly pissed. He wouldn’t tell you? You’d make him. You knew how. You knew him better than anyone in here.

And finally, he looked up at you, confused, but deep down he knew this conversation was going to go somewhere that he didn’t want it to. Somewhere that he had been trying to avoid for so long.

“Excuse me?” Erwin asked, acting oblivious so well.

“Oh, don’t give me that shit, Erwin, you know what I’m talking about,” You frowned, and he sighed and looked away from you again. “You’re distant. I try to come and talk to you but you’re never there. And today you’re only here because I had Hange fooling you that I took the day off. What is wrong with you? Why don’t you want me to be here with you?” You almost sounded hurt. Erwin was your friend. Why did he push you away? Why did he always push everyone away? You thought you were always going to be his one and only constant.

“You’re not here with me, you’re here with Levi,” Erwin finally burst, and she realised she had nothing to say to that.

You couldn’t believe you were actually having this conversation. He was jealous of Levi? He was jealous because he loved you? He was jealous? Erwin… Erwin wanted you? No. No way. You were probably imagining this. This wasn’t happening. He couldn’t have wanted you. Erwin the man that you had spent so many nights awake for. Thinking about him, fantasizing about him and this moment.

No. It’s Levi. He’s the one. You kept telling yourself that. And maybe he was the one. He’s there for me. And you were there for him. With Erwin, it was only you, putting the effort, and that was why it wasn’t going to work. But you were baffled because… he wanted you?

“So, you’re jealous… of Levi?”

“Of course, I’m jealous,” Erwin buried his face in his hands and rubbed his aching forehead.

He had known it would come to this. In the end, it was going to be him the one to tell her he loved you, and it was you who wouldn't return the feeling. He might have been a brilliant, handsome Commander, and he could have had every woman he wanted – but he couldn’t have you. He had you, and he had let you go. He was an utter idiot.

“He’s got you, Y/n. He’s got you in ways I can never hope to have you. And I had you. I had you, but now you’re gone, and it was me who let you go, and it frustrates me. It frustrates me so much it keeps me fucking awake – I can’t come up with a decent plan – a decent strategy – I can’t do anything when I know that you’re not beside me. It drives me insane when I know that you’re not mine,”

You stood frozen, eyes wide and heart beating so fast. You couldn’t have heard him correctly. He couldn’t have just told you all this. I can’t do anything when I know that you’re not beside me. It drives me insane when I know that you’re not mine. You never knew. You never even considered the possibilities of him wanting you so much. This perfect man who could have every other woman he wanted – why you? There was nothing special about you, and you made sure to keep reminding yourself of that.

You weren’t… beautiful. You were skinny and ugly and a fucking nerd that preferred books over people. You didn’t have experience with this. And Levi didn’t either, you two had learned everything together. And what were you supposed to do? Were you supposed to give in to your feelings for Erwin that had always been there? Were you supposed to leave Levi? No. No, you would never do that to him. You loved Levi, but Erwin…Erwin had always been this one stupid, huge crush that you had been having your entire life, and it just wouldn’t leave you be.

But it must have been more than just childhood nonsense because it had lasted for so long. You loved him. You had always known, but you couldn’t give into this. You couldn’t surrender to your lust for Erwin while you already belonged to another man. A man who loved you with everything he had – Levi didn’t know what love was till he met you.

What was she supposed to do now? Erwin. The man she had spent so many nights awake for. And as you stood there, shocked, and wide-eyed staring at him and trying to figure out what to do – Erwin wanted to bang his head against some wall. He wanted to ask you to leave. He wanted to stay alone for a while. He wanted to sit down and think of what to do. What to say to fix this. How much he should keep his distance from you now.

But if this was going to be his last ever chance to be with you in the same room – it was do or die. He was either going to kiss you right now, or never. He had to kiss you before you parted those perfect, plush lips and started saying anything. Before you got the chance to tell him you couldn’t love him the same. He had to do it now, the first, and last chance he’d ever get.

Erwin wrapped his arms around you and dragged you close and fast and sudden. He could not control the urge – the need. He needed to taste those pink lips. He needed your body pressed against his own. And he did just that. He did not question his actions. He did not regret them when his lips crashed against your own in wild, pure desire. And you tasted so sweet. And your lips were parted for him, and soft and plush and pink and plump and just perfect. You tasted far better than he could ever hope to imagine. Far better than he had imagined in his dreams – his midnight fantasies.

You kissed him back. You couldn’t help it. You stood on your tiptoes to reach for him – this huge man that had to lean down to catch your mouth in his own. Your first ever kiss and it was all lust. He kissed you so hard, his tongue, exploring your mouth, every crevice, every part of you, gathering your taste and trying to commit it to memory. His arms, so tight around you. His fingers dug in your shirt, your skin, definitely leaving bruises and shivers in their wake, but you didn’t care. You could learn to love pain if it came from him. He was making a mess of your clothes, and you were making a mess of his hair. Your fingers buried into them and tugged him further down to you. Closer. You needed him closer. His tongue met the back of your throat. You gasped in his mouth, and it only made him more feral. He was going to suffocate you with himself, and you were going to love every second of it.

He picked you up. He did it so easily. His arms, tight around you and your feet, dangling, no longer touching the wooden floor. Your arms around his shoulders, in his hair, in his shirt, touching the shifting muscles beneath. Your fingers were cold, but tender on his skin and he shivered and only kissed your harder. You were finally on the same height as his, as he held your up against him. A small body against his own, and large, strong arms around you, caging you in.

You had no idea what was happening. You were still convinced that you were imagining this. But he brought you out of your trance when he slammed your back against the wall. He knocked the breath out of you, and he didn’t care whether you had enough oxygen or not. He kissed your again. His tongue, digging its way back into your sweet mouth, and his arms tightened around you impossibly. You wrapped your legs around his waist. Your legs, not big enough to enclose around him and ankles, unable to meet at the small of his back. But it didn’t matter, he had you – trapped between him and the cold concrete wall behind your back. He let go of your lips and slipped down your chin, your neck, your chest. He kissed and trapped your sweet white skin between his lips. He suckled down gently, and you panted hard. He found a tender spot on your neck and sucked on it. You whimpered and trembled against him.

You were so gorgeous right there – trapped, and whimpering, and trembling beneath his touch, his kisses. Your wet lips parted, and head, thrown back against the wall. Your chest heaving up and down in sync with your heavy breaths. Your bodies, so close, he could feel the heat between your legs meeting his crotch. His pants, so tight around his length, he wanted to take you right here and now. He wanted to hear you scream his name. He wanted to fuck you against that very wall, and then take you to bed, and fuck your again, but slow and intimate this time. And then he’d fuck you again, and again till you were full oozing with his cum. Till your belly was swollen and your hole abused.

Fuck, he needed you. All those years of suppressing his desires – all of this frustration, he could take it all out on you in just one night.

“E- Erwin-” You tried to speak. Levi. Levi, what were you going to tell Levi? This was getting out of hand and guilt had started gathering at the pit of your stomach.

“You’re mine,” Erwin planted a rough bite down on your neck and you gasped. He pulled back, looking at you with predatory eyes. He cupped your face. “I don’t give a damn about Levi, you’re all mine, Y/n,” His hot breath brushed against your lips, and you bit your lip.

He pulled you from the wall and carried you to his attached bedroom. He placed you down on his bed gently and hovered on top of you. His lips met your own. He kissed you slower now, soft and sweet, his arms slipped around you and you were in heaven. Your own arms slipped around his shoulders and buried your fingers in his golden hair as you felt his taste on your tongue and his arms all around you.

He pulled off your Survey Corps brown jacket off of you and you helped him do the same and his fingers reached for the buttons of your shirt. He wanted you naked and exposed and beneath him. You were his and you hadn’t denied him, and that could only mean you wanted to be right there, beneath him on his bed, his arms around you, his lips on your own. He planted kisses down your neck, your chest. He tore your shirt off of you and you let him. You’d let this man do anything to you. You loved him. God, you loved him.

“My sweet girl,” He mumbled against your skin as he planted another mark down on your chest and his hand snuck back to unclip your bra. “All mine,” He couldn’t help it. He had to make it official somehow. He had to let you know that there was no escaping his grasp. He loved you. He was never going to tell you, but he loved you.

And all you could do was agree with breathy yeses and let him do whatever he wanted. He had you naked before you realised. He grabbed your legs around his shoulders, and he buried his face between your legs. You gasped and your back arched against the bed as his slick tongue found your sensitive clit and lapped against it like a man starved. You tasted so fucking sweet. He wrapped his lips around your clit and ate you up. You were so wet already and he had barely started. He prodded to your entrance with his thick fingers and your eyes widened and you tensed up.

“E- Erwin! I- I… I haven’t… done this before,” You said. Heat engulfed your cheeks right away and you bit your lip shyly.

His eyes widened and his heart thrummed hard beneath his chest. Honestly, he had thought that Levi would have claimed you by now. Alas, you had tried to stall it, and you didn’t know why. You were waiting for Erwin even though you had almost convinced yourself this moment would never come. But here he was now, the man you loved, looking at you in adoration and those bright blue eyes, now a little darker. His little girl.

He pressed a kiss on your inner thigh with his wet lips. Such a pretty thing, spread out all naked and exposed just for him. It was almost surprising you hadn’t been with anybody till now. But it was a welcome surprise.

“You’ve been waiting for me, haven’t you?” Erwin pressed kisses down your belly, your breasts, sucking one of them, and then finding your face as you nodded dumbly. “Such a good girl,” He nibbled on your lower lip. “I’ll go easy on you, don’t wanna break my baby quite yet,”

Fuck, this man was driving you insane and he had done nothing to you yet. He slipped back down between your legs, diving right into your weeping core. Your body tensed up when he enclosed his plump lips around your clit that twitched for attention. He caught your hips, pressing a hand down on your belly to keep you in place whilst he suckled on the sensitive bud between his lips. Tongue teasing your opening and he grunted against your pussy. You were perfect at everything, weren’t you? You tasted so sweet, he could devour you for hours.

“Are you always that wet for daddy? Hmm?” He spoke hoarsely but you were gone. He had never felt pleasure like this. His tongue did wonders on your clit and bright blue eyes met your thrown back head and twitching body. He pulled back, slapping your cunt and you cried out. “I asked you a question, little girl,”

“Ah- Yes! Always! Always s’ wet for daddy,” You barely managed to make out.

You threw your head back when he started rubbing insane circles on your sweet cunt. You’re whole body tensed and you let out a cry. You could feel that familiar coil gathering in your stomach as your body spiralled towards sweet release.

“I’m gonna cum! Daddy, I’mma cum, please, let me cum…!” You cried out urgently. You wanted anything but to piss him off.

“Go on, baby girl. Cum on daddy’s fingers,”

Your whole body tensed up, rubbing yourself against his hard as you came hard. All he had done was play around with your sweet little bud and you were gushing on his fingers. Sensitive pretty little baby. He pressed his tongue down on your twitching clit and he drank on your sweet slick like a man starved. You bucked beneath him, and you whimpered.

“No! Daddy, c- can’t cum again… so sensitive!” You whined.

“I know you can do it, y/n,” He groaned against your cunt. Fingers slipped through your folds and you clutched on the bedsheets. Your fingers turning white to how hard you were gripping them. “Gotta prepare that cunt before she’s ready to take me,” He eased his one finger inside you while he lapped on your clit and he searched upwards for your sweet spot. He pulled his finger out and admired your slick wetness on the digit. “Were you thatwet for him? Hmm?”

“No! No… no one makes me as… desperate as you, ‘win,” you bit your lip trying to hold back your pretty sounds.

He slapped your cunny hard enough to sting. You let out a cry and your whole body tensed. “You better be telling me the truth, little girl,”

You let out a sob. Tears gathered in your eyes as you breathed hard and somehow got wetter than you already were. “I am telling you truth, daddy, just please…” You whined as she rubbed herself on the palm of his hand trying to get all the friction you could. You were growing desperate. You couldn’t believe you wanted to cum again. “…please, fuck me, please, please, please, I’ll be good,”

Your hands reached out for him but no matter how pretty you were – all pathetic and whiny and needy for him to touch you and kiss you and hold you in his arms – God he wanted this all so much. He wanted to grab you and tell you he loved you. But he couldn’t. This was all clearly carnal pleasure. His sweet little girl. He stuck a finger back in and began moving in gentle thrusts, looking for that sweet spongy spot inside of you that he was going to use to bring orgasm after orgasm out of you. After today you were going to forget all about Levi. After today, the only name you’d know how to scream would be his.

You let out a sweet whimper and your thighs shook when he finally found that spongy spot inside of you. He smirked. “There she is,” He stuck another finger in. Both his fingers were so big, so thick and large, he was reaching that spot inside of you that you never could, and he was doing it effortlessly. His little girl, wrapped around his fingers. He increased the pace, brushing against that spot again, and again, till he was hitting on it and you all but screamed.

You brought a hand to your mouth to muffle yourself. You were naked and he, still fully clothed. A hand, gripping powerfully on your lithe thighs, keeping your legs parted whilst he fingered you carefully. It felt so good. So, fucking good you were about to cum. You were so close, the coil in your stomach tightening up whilst he pressed his tongue back down on your clit and sucked on it. Lewd wet sounds came from your pretty pussy.

“No,” He changed his mind. He stopped, and you just about started crying. You hiccupped as he pulled his fingers out of you and his hand reached for your own, grabbing it and pushing it away from your mouth. He wanted to hear you. He pinned your wrist on the level of your head as he leaned down to look at you. “Next time you cum will be around my cock,”

“Please, please, daddy, I- I was so close- Ah!”

He slapped your cunt again and you let out another cry. Eyes shut tightly and your body shook. “You’re gonna be a good girl and take daddy’s cock now, hmm?”

You trembled beneath him and you bit your lip, quieting down your whimpers. “Y- Yes, daddy, please fuck me,”

“Since you asked so nicely,” His other hand found your throat, squeezing. He didn’t cut your airflow, but he sure as hell let you know that he could. He could choke you to death right now if he felt like it. “You’re mine, y/n. You’re all mine,”

I love you. And the thought of you being some other man was driving him insane. You was his. His. Mine. He let go of your throat and found your cheek, your parted lips. He stuck a thumb into your sweet mouth, and you sucked on the digit so obediently. He didn’t have to say a word. He smirked.

“Good girl,”

Erwin stood back up on his feet and his hands reached for the black leather belt that held his trousers fastened. He was still dressed. Still wearing his white shirt even though it was wrinkled all over now and messy. You wanted him to take it off. You wanted to touch him. You wanted to trace his chest, his torso, and kiss him all over. But he wasn’t going to allow you, was he? And even now, he pulled his pants just enough to pull his cock out. A shiver ran down your spine just to the look of it. Big and veiny and thick. He was so hard, he couldn’t remember the last time he had been so desperate. A drop of precum already on the tip that he smeared all around his length.

He caught your legs and brought your crotches together. His hard cock hit on your belly, reaching the level of your stomach. You knew what he was doing. He was showing you how deep inside you he was going to be. You were practically salivating.

“Fuck…” You threw your head back and your hand reached for his throbbing member. You took him in your hand. So big and warm, and perfect. There was no way he could fit. He groaned as you wrapped your delicate fingers around him, and he fucked your fist with a few slow thrusts. He hooked your legs on his shoulders and he pressed the tip to your small wet hole. He started to push in and the first sting of the stretch shot through her nerves. “I- It’s not going to fit, daddy…” She tightened her legs around him. “…s’ big… daddy’s cock’s s’ big, can’t take it…”

He leaned down to you wrapping his arms around you and catching your lips in his own. You kissed him back, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as he kissed you sweet and tender, covering your entire body beneath his own. He pulled back to look at the mess he had made of you. He cupped your pretty face. You were fucking gorgeous.

“This is going to hurt. Tell me and I’ll stop if it gets too much, alright?” Erwin cooed down to you and you nodded.

You buried your face in his neck as he caged you in his arms He pushed further in, stretching you out and you let out a loud painful wail. A sob erupted from your throat when he bottomed out. His fat cock pressed snuggly against your cervix. you had never felt so full in your entire life. It hurt at first, but it was gone before you knew it. He felt so good inside you. He pulled back to look at you, cupping your salty cheeks and wiping the tears you had no idea you had shed.

“My sweet girl,” He mumbled against your ear. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?” He pulled back, cupping your cheek, and examining your face.

You gave him a sweet smile instead and you shook your head. “No, it’s just…” I love you. But it would be foolish of you to say it right away, wouldn’t it? Even though, you had waited for years for this moment. But maybe, you shouldn’t rush into anything. You knew this man. He wouldn’t say it back right away. “…can you take your shirt off? P- Please…?”

He had tried to resist it. Too much contact was going to prove troublesome because he was a touch-starved man. But maybe for once he could allow himself to feel you. Just for you.

Erwin unbuttoned his shirt and you helped him slip it down his shoulders. He tossed the useless piece of fabric on the bed beside you, and your arms found his chest, his shoulders, his perfectly refined torso. You traced each part of him with your tender fingers. He was a sight to behold. Scars scattered here and there – souvenirs from excessive training and Expeditions to remind him what he’d been through. You had similar scars as well. You both weren’t so different after all.

You reached up and pressed kisses on his chest, the scars that he had there, and then you reached lower, not leaving part of him untouched. A groan erupted from his throat, and he cursed himself because he hadn’t silenced himself fast enough. He had never been so exposed in his life. He couldn’t let you keep kissing him like that. He couldn’t allow it because you were only dragging him deeper into the trap of loving you.

That logical voice inside his mind was begging him. Stop her. Stop her. Do something. But he couldn’t do anything. Your kisses your touches, your fingers in his hair. It all was so, so good. He was in heaven, and he was asking himself to rush out of it. How the hell was he supposed to do that? He had closed his eyes, burying his face in your hair. Your bodies, joined at last. He had dreamed of this moment for so long.

He caught your hair and pulled your head back, forcing your lips to his own. He kissed you harder than he ever had, but it wasn’t all about lust this time. No. This time he had to convey everything he felt for you in just one kiss – because he was never going to kiss you like that again. He wasn’t going to allow himself to ever pour so much emotion into one kiss again, and he sure as hell was never going to allow himself to put it into words. I love you.

And it felt like it. The way he kissed you and locked your tongues in the sweetest dance. He left you dizzy when he pulled back. The way he looked at you after that kiss. His eyes on your own. The gentlest look you had ever seen in those eyes. Your beloved man. He loved you. You could feel it in the way his heart was beating atop your own. He was never going to put it into words, was he?

But this had to be enough.

He wrapped an arm around you, bringing you closer to him as you wrapped your legs around his waist, and you nodded at him – his sign to resume your lovemaking. And it was wrong. He wasn’t fucking you like he had planned to. It was supposed to be a quick, mind-blowing fuck that was going to leave you passed out and bruised for the rest of the day. But he wasn’t doing that. He was making love to you, and it was wrong, because he was making you fall for him.

But he couldn’t help it. Your soft gasps and moans and whines with each slow thrust were the sweetest sounds. Your sweet cunt was fluttering around him with every thrust, and soft movement of his tip against your sweet spot. It was a miracle you hadn’t cum on the spot.

“Please, harder, daddy…” You mewled. “…please, please…”

He needed no further prompting. He sat back on his knees and caught your legs, supporting them around him, and he started driving hard into you. His cock made a bulge in your belly with every single thrust. It drove him insane. He wanted to cum right into you. He wanted to fill your up with his warm seed till it was oozing out of your abused, swollen cunt. He wanted to ruin you for everyone else but himself. And you screamed, and it was exactly what he wanted. He wanted the entire Scouts to hear you screaming his name.

His sweet little girl that he manhandled with such ease.

He was ruining her. Slamming into you with such force, fucking you in the mattress as if you were nothing but a cocksleeve. You loved each second of it. You couldn’t make a coherent thought. His hand found your mouth, forcing three fingers in that you sucked on obediently and weakly.

“Be a good girl and cum all over daddy’s cock, hmm?”

And you did just that. Such a good girl coming on command. He didn’t even have to train you. You were his obedient little girl already. Your warm wetness spilled all over his cock and your entire body arched. You let out a scream that he muffled with the palm of his hand. And even when you reached your high, he didn’t let you crumble down from it. He was still slamming into you. His pace never faltering but you couldn’t take another orgasm. You needed a break. You needed to catch your breath. Your nerves were on fire.

“D- Daddy, please, I- I can’t cum again… please, ‘s too much, too much…”

“There’s no such thing as too much for my little girl,” His hand let go of your face and reached down to where your bodies were joined. His thumb found your clit, grazing it in fast circles matching his animalistic pace. Your body tensed.

“Ah! Fuck, daddy, please!”

“You’re gonna be a good girl and cum again,”

You were still mumbling pleas, but he wasn’t having it. He was bruising your spot with every single rough thrust. You had no idea how you would be able to walk for the rest of the day. And maybe you wouldn’t. Maybe you’d pass out after this, but you loved it. He was using you as his personal little cockslut. He didn’t give a single fuck whether you could handle it or not – and somehow this very thought pushed your over the edge again.

You came hard with another scream. Your sweet cunt clamping down on his pumping cock as he abused your spot through your high and he pulled out of you with a grunt. He pumped himself till he came all over your belly. Thick, hot ropes of cum painted all over your heaving stomach. It felt so good. His cum on your white skin, his mark on you. You were his now. All his.

He cleaned you up with a clean rag that he had kept nearby, and he zipped his pants back on. Erwin wrapped his belt around his waist again and put on his white shirt. He leaned down to you and cupped your face. You had passed out. He felt a sense of pride and at the same time, worry. But you were breathing. You were alright.

He chuckled as he gathered your limp, weak body in his arms and settled you properly on the bed, covering you beneath the blankets. He had gotten too hard on his fragile little girl, but it was alright.

Daddy was going to take good care of you now.

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