Desire (Eren x Reader) LEMON

Twenty (Lemon)

Y/n and Eren have finished the food, Y/n is on the couch and Eren is in the kitchen maintaining his distance. He took her bowl to the sink, he turns around leaning against the sink thinking what should his next move be. Y/n's head is dropping, she's falling asleep while sitting up. Eren frowns at this, this meant she really didn't get any sleep at night. He couldn't help but know he had something to do with that. He inhales sharply and begins to make his way to the couch, but then stops. Should I touch her? What if I overstep and she tells me to leave? Eren's got a million thoughts floating in his head, but the one that keeps popping up is one he enacts on while walking up to her where she nearly falls off the couch.

"Can I.. Can I touch you?" He asks.

Y/n's eyes open slightly and then they close while she gives a weak nod as a response. Eren grabs her, hoisting her up in a princess carry. She leans her head against his shoulder and her body goes completely limp. Her light snores begin, a sound that Eren has missed. He stops in his tracks tilting his head to look at her as she slept and a tiny smile appeared across his face. Eren walks as slowly and softly as possible, carefully trying not to wake her, lays her in the bed, and then covers her up. He pauses for a second before saying, "Y/n?" She doesn't budge. "Y/n?" He calls softly. His voice is as quiet as can be, "Can I lay with you?" But she doesn't answer. She's out cold collecting much-needed rest. Eren chews on his lip as he walks out and cracks her door, he drops on the couch with a big sigh and crosses his arms, ready for a nap after that big meal he just consumed. Just as his eyes get heavy, his ears twitch, and his eyes shoot open when he hears his name faintly.

"Erenn?"

He jumped up, bumped his knee against the coffee table and leaped across the room on one leg uttering a sharp, "Shit, fuck!" Until he got to the door, "Yes baby?"

Her arm was extended up making grabby hands at the air, "I'm cold, come lay with me."

Eren wasted no time taking off his socks and pants, getting into bed and holding her as tight as he could. He pulled her into his chest, the sentiments running through both, nearly so strong they both practically tear up from the warm embrace. They missed each other, and the way their bodies heated up within a few seconds of being near each other spoke loudly. Then the sleepiness settled in, a mid morning nap was in order for the two of them.

Eren woke up refreshed as hell, the nightstand clock said it was 5pm. He wiped his face and sat up groaning with his hand over his eyes. Thinking about it, he's still in this fucked up position and almost lost Y/n. But just because they took a nap doesn't mean she forgave him, then the overthinking settles in. What if she wakes up and tells me to leave? What if she doesn't want me anymore? What if, what if... He came back out of his head, scratching it and looking over at her. She's sleeping so peacefully, and Eren almost ruins it when he brushes some hair out of her face. He gets up to pee, and when he returns, Y/n cuddled into the warm spot he left on the bed. "Y/n?" He says softly. "Are you up?" She doesn't return with answer, and since Y/n took his spot, he took it upon himself to climb back into bed right behind her. He pulled her in close, breathing her scent and rubbing his nose along her ear, her scent excites him, and he dips his face into the nook of her neck peppering butterfly kisses on the delicate area. Eren's getting hot and bothered, exciting himself more and she has yet to do anything. He tightens his grip on her waist, that wakes her. She mumbles something soft, almost mimicking a moan. He's pressed up against her, and he's getting hard. He kisses with more pressure, and she moans to his touch, squirming in place.