Crossing the lines between us || aot x reader

Sweet Night

The car ride was silent for the most part. Both you and Eren barely acknowledged each other, albeit being the only two in the vehicle. Your eyes watched as the small town streets turned to desolate forest of snow covered trees .

"Where are you going?" You asked him, "we should be on the highway by now."

"I'm taking the scenic route," he rolled his eyes.

"You mean you're taking the longer way," you groaned, "you're adding a whole hour to the drive."

He turned his head to look you over, "would you like me to turn around? That should add about another 2 hours."

"Obviously not." You muttered, leaning your head against the passenger side window.

As the drive continued, the road conditions worsened by a sudden downpour of snow. Eren's car swerved on the now uneven side roads. The sky began to darken as nighttime began to creep in. In the distance you could faintly see a lit up motel sign.

"Pull over," you tapped Eren's shoulder and pointed towards the motel.

He nodded, keeping his eyes fixed to the road as he pulled his car in to the motel parking lot.

Once parked, you stepped out in to the cool night, you opened up the back door and began collecting your essential thing in to your purse.

"What are you doing?" Eren shouted, stepping out from the car as well.

You placed your belonging in your book bag and faced him, "you can't keep driving in this, we need to spend the night here."

"Oh," he ran his hands through his now snow covered hair, "why'd I think you were going to run off on me."

"Just grab what you need and meet me inside." You slammed the car door shut and made your way inside the motel front doors.

An older woman greeted you a bored expression on her face, she watched as you kicked the snow from your boots, "Its a bad one out the isn't it?" She asked you.

"Yeah," you walked up to the desk, "what's your cheapest two bed room?"

Eren followed inside, the woman's eyes perked up, "looks like all I have right now is one double bed for the night."

"We'll take it," Eren spoke before you could say anything, pulling out his wallet to pay.

The woman smiled sliding the rooms keys across the desk, "room 104, have a good night kiddos."

Inside the room you dauntingly stared at the bed that sat in the centre of the room.

Sensing your discomfort, Eren quickly spoke up, "I'll sleep on the floor."

"No, it's okay," you sighed, "we can just put a pillow between us."

Even with the pillow between you two you could still feel the heat from his skin as if he were pressed against you. You felt the dip in the mattress as he shifted around in the bed. You couldn't relax knowing that he was so close to you.

"Y/N," he whispered.

You hummed back in acknowledgement.

"I can't stop thinking about you," he said quietly.

"Me?" You turned to face him.

You couldn't read his expression in the dark room, "I want you." His arm reached out as his hand went to caress your face, his thumb brushing over your lips ever so gently. You closed your eyes at his touch.

"I'm sorry for being a bad roommate." He spoke again, "can I make it up to you?"

"How?" You asked.

"Like this," he leaned in slowly.

His lips met yours as he slowly brought you in to a deep kiss. There was no longer any space between the two of you.

"Can I keep going?" He asked hesitantly.

You weren't sure why but you agreed. Eren pulled you under him and he trailed his kisses down your neck. With his hands he pulled your shirt over your head exposing your breast. He looked back up at you as if asking for permission to continue, you nodded back at him.

Eren smiled, before diving his head down to your left breast as he fondled the other. You grabbed the fabric of his shirt as he began to suckle your nipple. As much you wouldn't want to admit it, his mouth felt so good against your skin.

His hand snaked down your body, stopping just before it reached between your legs. This time he didn't look up at you for approval, as his index and middle finger drew circles over your clothed skin. You threw your head back and moaned as you wished for his fingers to touch you deeper.

His hand then slipped under your clothes, his fingers going exactly where you needed them as if he could read your mind. As if he knew your exact needs. His lips met again with yours as his fingers slid in and out from you.

"You feel so good," he jeered, as your hips buckled under his touch.

Every motion he made felt wonderous to you. You had never wanted someone more than you wanted him in that moment. You wanted every single inch of him, you needed every single bit of him. You pulled the collar of his shirt, bringing him in closer to you.

"God, I wish I had a condom on me," he grunted in to your ear, "but, that's okay, I've got another idea for tonight."

You looked back at him confused as he pulled himself back from you. A sly smile spread across his face, as he pulled your pyjama pants off and placed his thigh between your bare legs. He placed his hands in yours pinning you down to the bed. His thigh began to graze up and down your pussy slowly, and then as he became more fluid in his movements his tempo sped up.

You let out a gasp as his thigh kept tightening the pressure against you. Your back arched and your eyes rolled back, as you were filled with what could only be described as pure pleasure. You could feel yourself exploding against his skin. As you reached your high, Eren slowed down while peppering your body with the softest kisses.

Eren collapsed beside you, as you laid there panting longing for his touch again.

"We should sleep now," he said.

"What about-"

"Don't worry," he chuckled softly, "this was for you."

He pulled the sheets over you and brought you in close to his chest.

"I just want to hold you," was the last thing you heard him say before you fell asleep in his arms.

You woke up the next morning still wrapped in Eren's arm.

There was no way to pretend what happened last night happened. You had finally let Eren do his worse to you. You had fully succumbed to his power. You were his now.

The two of you left the motel in a dream, holding hands and whispering sweet nothing in to each others ear. The rest of the drive was pleasant, there was nothing strange or awkward between you too.

But like all sweet dreams, they eventually end. As you both stepped back in the apartment and went your separate ways to your rooms, without saying a word you both seemingly agreed to keep that night a secret between you two.