"you like me, don't you?"
"you're fucking hilarious."
"you're playing with your fingers, you're nervous
around me. that blush on your face isn't making
things better."
in which the infamous playboy, eren jaeger,
finds himself taking a...
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EREN GRASPED HER HIPS AND LAID her down on the wet blanket. "you drive me insane." he grumbled as he lowered his head down to the crook of her neck and gave it gentle kisses.
"well do something about it." y/n whispered into his ear. eren sat up on his knees and stared down at her. he watched as the droplets of water ran down her face and onto the ground. eren started fumbling with his belt as he tried to unbuckle it but due to his adrenaline, he had some trouble doing so. eventually he tossed it to the side and smirked. he unzipped his pants and lowered them to reveal the prominent bulge in his boxers. y/n propped herself up on her elbows and teasingly spread her legs. her soaked mini skirt made it easier for it to ride up her thighs as she spread her legs, exposing her black lace panties.
"jesus christ." eren muttered as his cock throbbed. he moved her underwear to the side with one finger and with another, he ran it up and down her slit. y/n hissed quietly and bit her lip, watching him intently. eren immediately slid his middle finger and ring finger into her. his long but girthy fingers slowly pumped in and out of her. y/n stared at him with lidded eyes, pupils completely blown out, and breathy moans escaping her plump lips.
the one thing she couldn't ignore was how annoying whoever kept on calling him was. "eren, answer whoever is fucking calling you." she grumbled in displeasure. eren sighed, hoping she would've tuned it out.
"pass me my phone please." y/n reached into the basket and grabbed his phone. she scoffed as she read whose name it was that was calling him.
"y/n speaking." she smirked as she answered the phone.
mikasa furrowed her eyebrows and quickly checked to see if it was eren she was actually calling; which it was. "what the fuck? why do you have his phone? give it back."
y/n hummed. "yeah, no. he's busy right now.. actually, we're busy right now. maybe call back never!" she said and quickly hung up. she handed the phone over to him and he chuckled seeing who it was that she had answered.
but that was quickly ruined once she started calling again. "oh my fucking god." eren sighed annoyed. he quickly zipped his pants back up and then stood up. "what the fuck do you want? can't you learn to take a god damn hint?"
