ᴇʀᴇɴ x ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ

7

Warnings: Harsh Language, Sexual content, finger fucking, squirting, overstimulation, and more

It's a long chapter bc I went a little far with the plot.

Y'all can skip if you like 😭

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Your index finger traced the rim of the glass of Arnold Palmer, as you sunk your face into your palm.

"[Name]....please get out of your mood. If he's cheating me and Kenya are gonna handle it." Your friend Mia assured.

Your other friend Kenya refrained from eating her wings and furrowed her brows, "I love you [name] but I'm not handling shit...I'll listen and give good advice but that's about it," she paused to wipe her mouth with a napkin, "Mia you not gonna put me in jail messing around with eren." She joked.

As the two girls bickered, your mind wandered once again towards Eren.

Recently Eren had taken up on tutoring kids on the college campus that needed help with art related work. You didn't understand how someone could need a tutor for art but you digress.

He told you he would get extra credit on assignments he missed if he did this.

Him tutoring wasn't what bothered you, it was the type of people he tutored that bothered you. Being that he was popular, many females that were art majors and non art majors decided to sign up for Eren's tutoring services.

Not only was he around a lot of females but he was always busy, which was understandable because he had to tutor, but he texted you back 12 hours later, he hardly would approach you on campus, or hang out with you because of some silly excuse.

You were a double major and swamped with school work but you always made time for Eren and put effort into y'all's relationship. So how could he not do the same?

"With him being around so many girls how could he not cheat?" You sighed aloud.

Which caused the girls to stop arguing about how they would handle Eren if he cheated on you.

Kenya tied her butterfly locs into a pony tail and exhaled deeply, "At this point...if I was you...I would just sign up for the tutoring sessions my damn self and take up the time slot so nobody else could sign up."

Mia scolded her and laughed, "Nah thats trifling as hell. Some of these girls really need help."

"Yeah they sure do need help with trying to get they back broken. That's all they want." Kenya responded while examining her coffin nails.

Your eyes lit up, and your posture went from slumped to straight. "I know what to do." You mumbled, while grabbing your keys, phone, and purse. You got up and pushed your seat into the table, "I love you guys but I gotta go," you said while giving each one of them a kiss before you left.

"Girl hold up! What you planning on doing!?" Mia yelled after you.

You assured them that you would tell them later before you left the cafe.

You had planned to do what Kenya suggested. You were going to take up the time slot. That same day you went in the commons area and found a clip board that read: Art tutoring~

You smiled as you wrote your name and other info down onto the paper. A rather tall man stood beside you, he was leaning down so he could write on a clipboard next to the one you were at.

The chains that clung to his neck hung over the paper as he wrote against the paper. He had a beanie stuffed in his grey sweat pants, and he had to that familiar buzz cut and neck tattoo under his right ear.