Make It Quick

CW: smut, NSFW, dacryphilia, unprotected sex, fingering, nipple play, penetration, denied orgasm, creampie, slight humiliation kink, praise kink, slight biting kink, sub-Eren if you squint.

If there's any warning you don't understand, please, please google it. I don't want you to accidentally read something you're not comfortable with.

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The rain that fogged your bedroom's windows fell hard against the ground outside. So hard, you could hear it splatter from the safety of your apartment.

Today was lazy. A typical Sunday afternoon that was taken over by the mean weather outside.

You sipped on your warm beverage, while wrapped in a fluffy baby blue blanket that belonged to your boyfriend. He wasn't home, yet. You continue filling the air with the tapping sounds of your computer. You had an assignment to turn in by midnight and it was infuriating, the pace you were going in.

I'm never gonna get this done

You sigh and take another sip from your drink and let its warmth soothe your nerves as it coats your throat.

You hear a few sounds coming from your front door. A small smile forms on your face when you realize who that is.

"Honey! I'm home!" Eren announced in a forced, deep voice as his heavy shoes mask the sounds coming from your keyboard. He slips his drenched coat off and walks to your shared room.

You squeeze your eyes shut when you hear the pet name, again. "I told you to stop calling me that. You're not funny."

"Keep telling that to yourself." He removed his backpack from his shoulders and placed it on top of the office chair in your room. "What you up to?"

"Mr. Sargent eyebrows gave me a shit ton of work that I'm definitely not ending today."

He plopped down on the bed with a heavy sigh. "What is it about? Maybe I could help you."

You laugh. "No thanks. I got it."

He lays down on the plush pillows behind him with a pout. "I'm smart... enough," he mumbles to himself.

You hum. "I'll be back." You unwrap yourself from his cozy blanket and walk to the kitchen with your mug in hand.

When you did, Eren got a glimpse of your exposed breasts. The spaghetti strap of your tank top had fallen when you slipped the blanket off and it successfully was enough to get his mind running. Your nipples were perked, from the chilly atmosphere, and your ass, half out of your sweat shorts from being sat for so long.

This was perfect, he thought. Eren was tired, and what better way to lore himself to sleep, than fucking his pretty girlfriend?

He quickly lifted his shirt and tugged on his sweats to 'innocently' expose his happy trail and toned abs. He crossed his arms under his head and stretched when you walked back in.

That'll get her.

But it didn't. You didn't even look at him. Your computer had your full attention after you made yourself comfortable in bed again.

Eren rolled his eyes and ran his heavy, warm hand over your exposed thigh. "Hey," he said in the most seductive way he could.

You hum, eyes never leaving the bright screen.

He gawks at you and clears his throat. "Today was a long day. Can I tell you about it?"

"Sure."

He dramatically sighed and rubbed his hand up your thigh. "I had so many assignments to do today. Armin didn't even let me copy off his work, I had to do it all by myself. I'm so tired."

"Really?" you nonchalantly say, eyes still never leaving your screen.

"Yeah." He breathes. "Wish there was a way to make all this stress go away."

"Want me to get you a fidget spinner or something?"

He scoffs. "Baby, you know what I mean." He moves his hand higher up your thigh.

"As much as I want to, I can't. Gotta turn this in soon." You turn around and nod at your computer.

He squeezed your thigh. "C'mon, I'll be quick, I promise."

You sigh. "Promise?"

He lifts his body from your bed and whispers in your ear, "Mhm." He lightly kisses your neck.

Your eyes flutter shut with a deep exhale. "Fine." You rush to grab your computer and leave it on your desk. You sit down on your bed again once you reach it.

"What do you wanna do?" you ask.

"I want you to ride me," Eren says. He shifts back until his body meets the headboard.

"That'll take too long, plus, my thighs hurt every time I do."

"C'mon, you'll be fine." He reaches for your hands and guides you in his lap.

He gives you a light peck and moves to your neck to trace wet kisses there. "Mmm," he groaned, voice rattling into your ears and leaving you breathless, as he pulled you down against him.

You slowly grind your hips and rest your hands on his chest as you repeat the rocking motion.

His hands find your hips and gives them a soft squeeze as he guides you over his dick. You gasp when you feel it against your clit--pressing through his pants, hard, and grinding against you.

His head fell back against the wooden surface of your headboard, and he squeezed the soft fat on your hips. He continued to desperately add pressure to your movement, tightly shoving your hips against his.

Through breathy whines, you grip on the material of his shirt as your hands form into fists. He continues to guide your hips over his dick, slow, and deep; except now, he bucked his hips up, which had your thighs twitching and your hips stuttering.

"Eren," you cry.

Your brain was getting foggy over his tongue on yours. Your cunt, throbbing from the hard presence under it.

"Fuck, I can feel you," you pant.

"Yeah? You can feel my dick on you?" he swallows, through shut eyes.

You nod, grab the hem of his shirt and yank it off. Eren does the same, but he takes the extra step of ripping your shorts and panties off in one go. When your hands tugged on the band of his sweats, he stopped you.

"Gotta prep you first," he whispered.

"Don't care." You shake your head, "Eren, please, now."

He pressed your cheeks together with his rough hand, which made your lips pucker. "Shh. I know what I'm doing, don't interrupt."

He lifts his free hand. "Open up." He slips his middle and ring fingers over your lips and places them on your tongue.

His eyebrows raise when he feels the warm slick, cover the pads of his fingers, and groans when you suck on them. He takes those fingers south and passes them through your slit. He circles them on your clit and closely watches your face melt in pleasure. Heat rushes to your face when you see the sinister grin that adorns his face. You drop your gaze to his lap.

He chuckles at your sudden shyness. "Look at me."

You ignore him and focus on the pleasure that erupted from your clit. Eren, dissatisfied with your disobedience, quickly forces his middle finger into your entrance.

Your pussy clenched around his finger and you look at him through widened eyes. He grinned and pumped his finger at a painfully slow rate. When you opened your mouth to complain, he added another. A shiver ran down your spine, making your nipples perk to the point it hurt.

You lean forward and rest your forehead on his shoulder as you let his skilled, slender fingers bring you closer to the release you so eagerly want.

His fingers rubbed against your plush walls as his thumb stimulated your clit. He curled them every so often, just to hear those pretty gasps and moans he loves so much. Through heavy breaths and mewls, you grinned against his fingers, desperate for that finish.

Eren chuckled. "Look at you, fucking yourself all over my fingers when a minute ago, you wanted to skip this."

His words went straight to your cunt, making you clench around his fingers. You were so, so close. His deep voice and groans only guided you into achieving that high you wanted so badly.

Until he stopped.

"Not yet." He pulled his fingers out of you. You release a quiet sob against his shoulder. Your body burned with the heat of your unaccomplished release, your thighs twitched under you, and your pussy throbbed around nothing, begging for him.

He moved you away from his shoulder and looked at your figure; his eyes darkened the moment your breasts came into his sight. He plopped down and grabbed one with his mouth, as his hand found your other breast. He sucked and bit on the nipple in his mouth while his other hand fondled with the other. A cold chill swirled in your tummy every time his teeth touched your sensitive nipples. It made your eyes sting as tears threatened to spill.

"Eren." You close your eyes and pull on his hair. You couldn't take it anymore.

He released your abused nipple with a pop. "Fuck," he breathed and pulled away.

His thick fingers rushed to lower his sweats. When he did, he pumped his painfully hard dick a few times, swirling his thumb over his flushed tip. "See what you fucking do to me?"

You moan and swallow hard. You'll never get used to the sight. He was thick and so heavy, his dick fell back against his lower abs, painting his fiery skin with precum. He pulled your body closer to his. When his tip touched your cunt, you both let out ridiculously whiny moans and curses.

"Gonna make you cum so good—fuck," Eren murmured as he squeezed his eyes shut. He rubbed the tip of his dick on your clit.

"Yeah?" you whine.

"Promise."

He grasped your hips and lowered you down on him. Your cunt ached with the way he stretched you open. You could feel everything. That one prominent vein along his dick that you love so much; his slight curve, which brushed so nicely against your g-spot; and the twitching of his dick that made your head so dizzy with lust, you could barely hear yourself anymore. The skin-to-skin contact had you so far gone, the only thought in your head was of hopping up and down on him.

"Feel so good—you feel so good," you breathe as you lay your hot cheek on his shoulder.

"Yeah? Haven't—even moved yet." He swallowed.

You use his shoulders to lift yourself and dip back down on him.

"Fuck—that's good," he whined, which caught you off guard.

"Yeah?" You repeat the same movement. The tip of his dick, brushing against your g-spot and hitting your cervix. It felt as if you were being stabbed from how deep he reached. But that feeling quickly went away after his thumb found your clit.

"Fuck." You rub your hips towards him, lift them, dip them back down, and repeat the same movement over and over until you were both panting messes. You tightened yourself around him a few times while lifting yourself, to which he responded by squeezing his eyes shut and grabbing on so tightly to your thighs, it left marks.

"You're so big—fuck, Eren." You dip your nails in his shoulders so hard you were bound to make him bleed. He helped you dip back down with the guidance of his big hands. your thighs twitched every time your clit rubbed against his pelvis.

Eren's legs twitched. "C'mon, go faster for me, yeah?"

"Ah—fuck—okay."

You lift your hips in a rocking motion towards him and feel his pelvis dampen with your slick. You arch your back and dip back down. You knew it wouldn't take long for that smooth, squishy spot of yours to be stimulated enough to have you seeing stars.

Eren suddenly took your hips in his hands and held you still. He moved and laid down on the big pillows under him, now lying completely flat on the mattress and having an entirely new angle of you in his sigh. He smacked you where your hip and leg connect to make you resume your movement.

He reached for your bouncing tits with one hand, and with the other, he rubs small and tight circles on your clit. He couldn't tear his eyes from where you connect. You were swallowing him so well. You were so warm, so comforting, so tight. He threw his head back and groaned.

"Love this fucking pussy." He began to add more pressure on your sensitive bud.

"Oh, god, Eren," you whine.

"Gonna make you cum so good—fuck." He pants. "Gonna make you so dumb off my dick, it'll be the only thing you think about."

"Eren," you cry.

which was his breaking point.

"Fuck, c'mere." He removed his hand from your breast and clit and took your hips in his hands; grip so tight, it stung. He bent his knees. "Sit up for me."

You raise your hips and hold them in place. "Good fucking girl." He grabbed onto you and began to slam his hips against yours. His abs, flexing, and aching, the faster he went. You lower your upper body until your cheek finds his shoulder, arching your back and keeping your lower body raised with your burning thighs. You bite on his neck to keep yourself quiet.

"Fuck, lemme hear you, baby."

You let go of the skin on your teeth with a sob.

"That's it. So good for me. So fucking good," he pants.

He speeds up his pace and shoves your hips down to meet him halfway. A bunch of your gasps filled the air. You could feel him in your stomach.

"Gonna fill you up so good."

Was what made the coil that had been building up in your stomach snap, and what sent a bolt of shivers down your body as you felt euphoric off your high. Your mouth hanging wide open, eyes squeezed shut as you cried against his skin.

The spasming of your cunt not only let Eren know that he could cum if he wanted to now, but it helped him get there. His aching thighs, calves, and abdomen tensed up as he felt his dick twitch in you, hot cum filling you up, making him feel like he was on top of the world for a moment until he came back down.

And you could feel it. You could feel his hot cum, painting your walls and shielding your cold body from the humid air outside--until the twitching of his dick stopped and you felt it pool inside your belly.

Your thighs couldn't hold you up anymore, your lower body collapsed against him and he hugged your waist through breathy laughs. He drew small circles on your back as he kissed your damp forehead. He lifted your hips to pull out and groaned when he felt some of his hot release drip back down on his dick.

His eyes felt heavy, and his panting body, tired.

"You took me so well. You always do," he said, raspy voice making your fluttering eyelids heavy.

"I love you, ren." You close your eyes and let the released hormones guide you to sleep.

He hummed and softly patted your head for a few minutes until he felt your heavy breathing on his chest. "I love you too." He whispered after kissing the top of your hairline.