Blood & Honey | Eren Yeager x Reader

6. Tangled Up *

Eren held your face in his hands, running his thumbs over your cheeks as you eagerly undid his belt. Jean was sat next to you on the bed, watching from a short distance as he ran his hand over his cock swelling in his jeans.

You palmed Eren's length through his pants, biting your lip at how quickly he was hardening under your touch. You undid the button of his pants and tugged them down a bit, pulling the tip of his cock out. Eren let out a breath when you put your lips on the tip, running your tongue over the bead of precum before taking his length into your mouth. Eren's hand found your ponytail and gripped onto it, a small moan escaping his lips. You glanced over at Jean who was unbuttoning his pants now, his bulge pressing tightly against them as his frustration grew.

You wondered why he was sat to the side still but you were unaware that Eren gave him strict rules about this. When they discussed it, he made it clear Jean wasn't allowed to touch you until Eren said it was okay, and he wasn't allowed to fuck you unless you wanted it. And if you wanted to be done or not do it, there was absolutely no pressure.

Eren pushed your head down a bit more onto himself to cause you to gag and then pulled your head away, admiring the ribbon of spit attached from your lips to his cock.

"Good girl." He praised you, taking a step back and nodding slightly at Jean.

Jean stood up, moving in front of you and leaning down to gently press you onto your back. His hands pinned yours above your head, pulling against his strong grip as you writhed underneath him. He was grinding his hips into you, letting you wrap your legs around his back as he pressed small kisses down your neck. He looked up at you, making sure you were still okay before snaking his hands underneath the straps of your dress and ripping them off.

"Wait, hey! This is Sasha's!" You cried out, not wanting to ruin your friends dress.

"Too bad." Jean hummed against your skin, holding your hands above your head with just one of his large hands, the other kneading at your breast. His tongue flicked over your nipple before biting it gently, inciting a moan to escape your lips. Eren walked out of the room and you furrowed your brow, looking up to see where he was going. He couldn't leave you alone with Jean, you wanted him right here with you. You didn't want to be alone. Jean sensed your confusion and caressed your cheek with his thumb.

"He'll be right back, you're safe. He's just getting a toy." Jean reassured you, his tone gentle.

Your eyes locked with Jean's, a devious look staring back at you. You bit your lip, holding back a smile and nodded once. Jean resumed kissing down your body, ripping the rest of your dress off and tossing it onto the floor. He let go of your wrists and sunk between your legs, planting small kisses on your inner thighs. Jean's hand snaked between them and his thumb ran over your wet panties, humming to himself at your eagerness.

"Excited, hm?" Jean smirked, pressing a kiss to your damp panties covering your heat and you bucked your hips slightly. You wanted them both to fill you up, to take you in any way they wanted. A threesome was always something you wanted to try, but there was no one you ever trusted enough to do it with.

Jean slipped your panties off of your hips and pulled them down to your ankles, tossing them next to you on the bed. He didn't hesitate to bury his face between your thighs again, pressing his tongue flatly against your clit as he licked you up and down. You mewled, running your fingers though his soft hair as his tongue worked on your sensitive bud. His stubbly facial hair tickled your soft skin, adding to the sensation. You bucked your hips into his mouth and he pulled away for a second, sticking his middle finger into his mouth to wet it before slipping it inside you. Another moan escaped your lips, squeezing your eyes shut and tilting your head back.