Eren Yeager one shots.

Eren Jaeger x fem. reader (smut)

Warning: smoking, overstimulation (orgasm denial), handjob, power difference (it's kind of subtle)

Eren put the cigarette to his lips, grabbing your hand and putting a lighter in it. You flicked your finger, letting the fire light his cigarette. He smelled like smoke and expensive perfume. The scent you knew all too well. The scent that drove you crazy. Everything about him, from his long brown hair, his beautiful green eyes, his pretty face, all the way to his hands.

He slowly took in the smoke through his mouth and into his lungs. "So." He puffed. "What's up?"

You often crashed at his apartment whenever you needed to get away. You could sit and chat with him, without worries. The only thing that bothered you was the cigarettes, but you'd light them anyways. He said he liked it when you lit them for him.

"Work. My boss has been up my ass for days. Says I'm slacking off." You complained. He sighed, kicking his feet up on the table in front of you. He sucked the smoke in, closing his eyes. Eren despised your job. Everytime you'd mention it, his mood would shift.

"Need me to deal with him?"

"Nah. I don't really care that much. I get paid at the end of the day."

"Oh. That's one way to look at it." He said, the cigarette between his soft lips.

"He is kind of annoying. I came here to get my mind off of things, y'know?" You muttered, looking away. He tilted your chin towards him.

"So you need a distraction?" He said puffing smoke, smirking.

At those words, you suddenly felt a strong sense of bravery and boldness. You turned over, straddling his lap.

"Yeah. Can you distract me, Eren? I've been quite stressed."

He smirked at your actions, wrapping his arms around your waist. You grabbed his tie, crashing your lips on his. He kissed back roughly, slipping his tongue into your mouth. He tasted like smoke and sin. You loved it. You moaned into the kiss. "Shit..." He panted pulling  away. "I didn't think you had that in you, darling." He placed his lips on yours again, kissing even more passionately than before. You wrapped your arms around his neck, running a hand through his soft brown hair.

He slowly pulled off your t-shirt, tossing it away. He pulled away, attacking your neck. At first you thought you were dreaming. Like you'd eventually wake up and this never happened. But it wasn't. You were wide awake. He continued sucking on your neck, reaching your sweet spot. You moaned into his shoulder.

He slowly felt around for your bra strap, unhooking it when he found it. He unhooked the second one, tossing it to the side. You tensed up when his tongue brushed over your nipple. "Eren." You whimpered. The feeling of his tongue on you made you feel things.   You felt something wet between your thighs. He took his lips off of you.

He took your hand, guiding it to his pants. You slowly unzipped it, pulling out his hardened member. You brushed a finger over the red tip. He tensed up under you. You smirked, teasing him more. You used your palm, feeling every vein on his member. He groaned, closing his eyes.

You slowly worked him up and down. Your pace was driving him crazy. You realized just how much of a mess he was. You pace quickened. "Fuck." He cursed, moaning through his teath. A bit of precum leaked through his tip.

"Go faster." He demanded. You obliged, picking up the pace. "Ngh... That's right... Good girl." He groaned, praising you. "Shit... Damn you and those soft hands..."

As you went quicker and quicker, he was reaching his high. "Damn it... I'm getting there..." He moaned. He was a panting and moaning mess. And you were enjoying this all too much. "Fuck- I'm cumming- shit!" Waves of plesure washed over his body, as he spewed white, sticky liquid all over your hands.

Ereb grabbed a towel, cleaning his seed off your hand. Afterwards he flipped you over on your stomach, taking your pants off. He was getting impatient so he ripped your panties off. You whimpered. "Heyy! That one was expensive!"

"I'll get you a new set as long as you behave." He growled, positioning himself at your entrance. With one hard thrust, he was deep inside of you. "Eren. It's too big. Can't-" he thrusted again. "You can. Where'd all that bravery go, huh?" He put his hand on yours, squeezing.

"I-" you started, but he cut you off.

Thrust.

"What was that?" He sneered, pushing your face into the cushion.

He thrusted again, going slowly at first. "D-don't stop!" You moaned. His thrusts became more quick and relentless. "Shit.. you're tight." He groaned under his breath, going faster and faster. He grabbed your hair, pulling on it. Beads of sweat ran down his chiseled jawline and onto his chest. You turned your head to look at him, feeling weak under his gaze. His pace only got quicker. "Shit! Eren!" You screamed his name. "I'm gonna-"

"Not yet.." he growled. "Be a good girl and hold it.."

He relentlessly pounded into you, reaching your g-spot, making you see stars. Your eyes were rolling back to your brain, as you moaned again and again. "Shiiiit...." You moaned. "Eren...gonna..."

"What's the matter? Am I fucking you stupid?" He smirked sadistically, moving your hair out of your face. "Mmnh, don't stop!" You whimpered, griping the cushion tightly. "Look at you, darling. Such... A damn... Mess..."

"Eren! Please let me! I promise I'll be good." You screamed, reaching your climax. "Fucking cum!" He growled, feeling himself reach his climax too. You let out a loud moan, clenching around his member. Ropes of hot, sticky cum shot inside of you. "Fuck, that was so good..." He panted. "You ok?" He asked, concern in his voice. You sat up and nodded. "Heh. I can't feel my legs."

He smirked. "Of course you can't."

You smiled at him. "So. Do you actually wanna hang out and have a conversation?" He snorted.

"Eh. We could play on the console again. " He said, eyeing the tv. "Although... I have a couple other things in mind..." He pulled you closer to his naked body.

"Whatever you want."