it's happening again.
"Eren— i think it's happening again." Jean mumbled sleepily, one of his eyes were trying to see what time it was from the clock at the Eren's nightstand. His bare chest was blocking the view but he was able to read neon blue numbers when Eren shifted slightly. 04.23.
"Yeah, i am pretty aware of it." He gave a shaky breath that made Jean someway amused even he woke up seconds ago. "She's grinding on my lap for the last ten minutes— i woke up hard."
"Mmh," Jean purred, his eyes found Eren's green orbs in the dark. "Poor you."
Your bodies were tangled in the bed. You always laid between them, you all liked it this way the most. They both adored how your body seemed so small compared to their tall and lean bodies. You always felt safe and secure, especially when you were sleeping. Eren and Jean were like your knights to avoid those monsters under your bed or the nightmares waiting for them to stand back. You loved feeling one of their strong chest on against your back, the other one would sleep between your arms.
Particularly they both had a thing for your breasts. Jean would always purr softly to your skin when you made him lay on them, the feeling of his stubble on your skin was a mark to your mind.
Eren's hand would be on one of your boobs, he just liked to hold them while he was asleep. First time you realized, you and Jean found it so adorable. He was like a baby while he was sleeping, there would be no trace of anger on his face. Even watching him were peaceful. But he would pout in his sleep when you remove your hand, Jean would tease him afterwards but Eren wouldn't know he was the one who put Eren's hand on your breast again to see that tiny smile on his face.
They loved you, you loved them. And those nights you slept like you were not three but one body, it was the heaven on earth.
It was one of these nights, your limbs were like the tangled rope of fate. You always had this weird feeling in your chest, you carried it in your whole life while trying to tie the ropes of your soul to the another. Your hands were shaky while doing that, you even thought cutting the sharp edges of your soul, your mind to fit into someone.
It amazed you how you fit between their bodies. All the curves and every inch of your skins were meant to be together.
You remember sitting on the armchair at the corner of your bedroom, just watching Eren and Jean's naked bodies while they were laying on the bed. There would be no talk, not any sound.
You loved feeling their big hands on your back, on your thighs— caressing your hair or just holding you close so you could feel them both.
You did. You always did, just like this time.
One of your legs was bent upwards, it was resting on Jean's left thigh. His warm hand was holding it possessively. The angle of your body let Eren got real close to you, your hips were joined since the beginning of the night. His hand was circled around your waist to keep you in your place.
Eren's nose was buried into your hair to smell the fresh scent, just like you did the for the Jean's body. Your face found its way to his crook of neck in your sleep, he was smelling like the soap you chose for him.
They both smelled home to you and you knew they felt the same since you were the one they kept coming to.
Eren groaned again, his voice was low to not wake you up. Your hips were drawing invisible circles on his lap like you were trying to make him crazy. "A- are you sure she's still asleep?"
Jean inched away from you to see your sleeping face. When his light brown eyes found your nearly visible face in the dark he forgot what to do for a moment. "Ah, Eren—" Jean spoke softly, his voice was filled with pure adoration. "-look at her, look at our baby. She's so beautiful."
Eren murmured into the skin of your shoulder, he gave a featherly kiss to there. "I know."
"She's sleeping—" Jean started, but when he saw your lips moving slightly he stopped. His face got closer to yours again. "Shh— listen, she's moaning your name."
Like it was your defense, they both heard you again. There was a small frown on your face and your voice was audible now. "Hmph- Jean—"
"And yours." Eren managed to say. Both men moaned when they heard you were begging them in your sleep, that one word came out from your parted lips again and again. Please. Please. Please.
You seeing them in your sleep was so sexy to them and it wasn't a rare thing around your busy times. You would either work or study till midnight, one of them would carry you to the bed. They were trying their best in those periods; Eren would make your coffee the exact way you liked or Jean would help you with anything while you were sitting on his lap. But that busy schedule sometimes made you go to bed needy for them, even you didn't tell. However you body was screaming this fact to you in your dreams, you couldn't help but your body was reacting to their bodies desperately.
There was something so provocative about you sweetly murmuring their names in your sleep. They never heard a third name, it was always them. Since they were the definition of perfect for you, you only saw them fucking you; holding your body tightly while you were bouncing on their cocks.
Your whole body was in the trance because of the dream, it preparing your tight hole to nothing. And Eren could feel how you were pulsating on his cock.
Maybe it was a good idea to sleep only with your panties and one of Jean's t-shirts because with one touch of his fingers, he could feel how wet you were.
"Oh, our sweet girl-" Jean praised you with a gentle voice, his hand on your thigh was caressing the skin there now. He was returning back to your knee after feeling the curve of your ass. His eyes found Eren again, it was so hard to leave the sight of your parted lips. "—so so needy for us. Can you hear her pretty moans, Eren? Only for us."
Eren nodded with a murmur. "Mh-hm— she's all for us." His dick was fully erect at that point, poking through his boxer to meet your heat between your legs. "i- i don't want to make her stop but i won't last long if she keeps—" A roll of your hips stole the breath from his lungs. "Mmh— doing this."
Jean's hand stalled on your ass. "You know she works hard, she needs sleep." He tried to soothe Eren.
That little silence between them made your mumbles audible again. Eren's chin was on your shoulder now, he looked at your sleeping face. You had the same frown on your face with your boyfriend Eren. "Can't you see Jean, she needs us— c'mon."
Jean's hand that was resting on your ass traveled down to test the thing Eren said. His fingers dug into the fabric of your underwear and the tip of his fingers brushed your pussy so lightly. "Fuck," He hissed.
His hands found your entrance so easily; just to touch experimentally, to see how much ready you were for them. Your hole sucked the tip of his middle finger in like it was nothing. "Fuck, ah— yes, need us so bad." A shaky breath. "She is soaked, Eren."
There was a pained expression on Eren's face, his shallow breaths were getting lost between the strands of your hair. "i- is she? let's see, hm?"
His left hand followed the same path Jean's hand did seconds ago, their fingers met in your panties. Eren felt the wetness easily since Jean already spread it with gentle touches, using his fingertips. He mumbled into your hair. "Oh, angel— what are you dreaming of again?"
Eren pulled his hand back to give Jean more space, now it was on his boxer. He was palming his cock over his underwear while listening those lewd sounds coming from your cunt.
"Yes- just like that, Jean—" It sounded like he was murmuring to himself, he could see the look on Jean, his lips were busy to give mild kisses to your jaw. Eren always admired Jean for how he was able to be this gentle when it comes to you; like you were made of glass, like a slight pressure of his lips would make you wake.
"Mhh- yeah, stretch her for me." He softly spoke to Jean. Eren could see how his arms were flexing with the every rhythmic move of his hand. Yet his movements were still graceful, Eren never felt your body shake under their touches.
Your leg on Jean's bare thigh made him easy to access to the between of your legs. If you were awake, you could feel his semi-hard dick on your knee.
Your silent begs soon turned into small sounds of satisfaction. Now you were rocking your hips slightly. With each roll of your hips you were gaining whines from both of them. He kept encouraging Jean while his left hand was pumping his now completely free cock. "S- she loves it when we take her like this. All defenseless and needy for us— you remember first time she asked, hm?"
"—yes." Jean said in one breath. He felt your velvety walls on the pads of his fingers. "You need to feel her, Eren— fuck, she's clenching on my fingers."
Once he removed his two fingers with your slick on them, Eren didn't think twice before opening his mouth just enough to let Jean slip his fingers inside his mouth. He hummed, tasting the musky flavor of you from his fingers.
Eren pushed your panties aside as he watched how Jean made your face visible for both of them.
"It will wake her up—" Eren murmured between his ragged breaths, the tip of his cock was at your wet entrance.
"I know- i know." Jean soothed him, he could see Eren was having a hard time to restrain himself. "Don't worry. I got her."
This was all he needed to hear before pushing the head inside. Just like they expected, you moaned loudly this time. Your lashes fluttered. "—ah!"
You felt a big hand cupping your cheek, your mind was still blurry when you heard Jean's sweet voice. "Ssh, it's okay baby— it's okay, we're here. Shh- it's okay."
You gained all of your senses back in seconds. First one was hearing; you heard Jean's whispers and you could feel how he caressed your cheek to make you realize he was actually there. Eren had a grip on your inner thigh to keep you in place, it was the same for you. One of your hands was on the back of his Jean's neck, you didn't know since when. You felt dizzy, you felt like there was more than space and time in this bed.
Eren loved that noise you made when he pushed the head in, so he desperately tried to hear it again with thrusting his cock into you. His movements weren't rushed, not even a single touch.
And you couldn't help but moaned again, you couldn't turn voices into words. The way he slowly stretched you felt so good. So you tried to verbalize it. "Mmh- so good—"
Your words cut off by Jean's lips, the way your lips looked pursed because of your pillow was making him crazy since he woke up. It was a deep, passionate kiss that ended with Eren pushing his dick all the way in. This time your groan was nothing but a vibration inside Jean's mouth. His cock twitched under his sweatpants. Instead of Eren he was wearing his sweatpants and nothing more.
You felt long fingers leaving your thigh and wrapping around your neck to pull you away from the kiss. Your back met with a strong chest. Eren kissed the skin behind your ear before mumbling. "—i want to hear you, too."
Jean was ready to make Eren's wish true, he lifted his t-shirt you wore till the fabric was on the top of your breasts. He gave an experimental lick to the one of your nipples. That was when you threw your head back and called their names.
"Fuck her good, Eren—" Jean's mouth left your other nipple with a pop sound. "Our baby deserves the best."
"Mh-hm" Eren purred. He was giving slow deep thrusts to you. Everytime he used a little force to make all of his cock fit into you, you felt Jean was getting rougher. From the way his right arm moved under the covers you could say he was touching himself.
"Jean— i want to touch you," You murmured sleepily. The tip of his tongue didn't stop teasing your nipple. When he made an eye contact with you, his warm mouth was still closed on your nipple. Oh, fuck.
It was nearly too much for you. While you were hearing Eren's soft grunts right next to your ear and seeing that look on Jean's eyes, once again you thought you were the luckiest person on this earth; having these two gorgeous men as your lovers.
"No no no—" Jean started. "Let us touch you, angel."
Jean shifted upwards on the bed to see your face better, then with an one strong grip he angled your hips for Eren. Like he studied your body so many times, it worked so well. The tip of Eren's cock brushed your sweet spot for the first time. Your back arched because of the pleasure but Jean pressed your back against Eren again. "Nah-ah. Don't run from him."
"Yeah—" Eren breathed. "You know— you can't do it anyway, sweet girl." Next time he talked, he punctated all of his words with a deep thrust into your cunt. "You. Are. Stuck. With us."
You were. Ah, you were and the only thing you want was being stuck between his bodies, his arms forever.
You were so close to lose the control of your body, your legs were already shaking under their palms. Eren easily felt it and let his fingers snake around your neck for the last time. He kissed your jaw sloppily before whispering. "Look into his eyes."
Jean was looking at your face already. "i— i wish you could see how pretty she looks when you fuck her, Eren." He said while fucking his fist under the covers.
You both heard Eren's shaky voice. "i am c- close."
Before you could even open your mouth, Jean's attention turned to Eren. "She's on the pill. Cum inside of her, Eren. Fill her up, yeah—"
You felt his cock twitching inside of you, yet you weren't sure if it was because he was close or Jean's deep and husky voice. Just after seconds you heard Eren's voice with the same tone of Jean, only a little shaky because of the pounding. "w- we wanna fuck a baby in you. it's gonna be o- ours. you'll be ours forever."
"i already am, baby. please come- please please" You responded desperately. Your hands tried to pull Jean close to hold onto something. He let you to grab a fistful of his ash-brown hair but it seemed like it triggered something in him. "—Mmh, yes please breed her. We'll both do it again and again till you can't take it anymore."
They moaned loudly this time. Jean continued, his voice was like a plea now. "Please fill her with your cum, Eren. Make her a mommy."
It was the first time you heard Eren Jaeger whining in that night. His lips were touching to the shell of your ear when he moved his lips. "y-yes— we'll make you our mommy." He breathed. "Come w- with us, baby-"
You did.
You watched Jean's mouth gaping open before he groaning. You could also feel Eren on every inch of your skin.
They never stopped holding you close to their bodies. All those scents, drop of sweats and breaths were mixed together. In those moments you would feel so full, so complete it would hurt you. Every single minute you spent with your lost pieces would hurt you.
You knew so well you would find them again if you came to the earth one more time. And you would be worried about little things before finding them like how would Eren sleep without having your breast under his palm or who would be on the every page of Jean's sketchbook. However you knew it would happen again. You would find yourself between their warm bodies in the unsettling dark of the night. Maybe they would make it up a lullaby to only make you sleep, or they would take care of you like they just did.
You knew so well it would happen again.
And again. And again. And again. And again.
