re connect; eren jaeger

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do you want me or do you not? i heard one thing, now i'm hearing another

Y/N's stomach flipped as she stood alone in her house, anticipating what was about to come.

It had been six minutes since she received Eren's text, so it was a matter of time before he was standing in front of her door. She looked at herself in the mirror, making last-minute touch-ups to her hair and makeup, even though she just saw him.

Y/N stepped back from the mirror, satisfied with how she looked, and sat down on her bed to scroll through her phone while waiting. Before she could do that, though, she heard the door open and close from the floor below her.

She creaks open her bedroom door and makes her way to the stairs. Eren is already halfway upstairs looking at his phone, but quickly directs his eyes away from the screen, seeing that she was saying above him.

Eren wore the same outfit as earlier, a loose black zip-up sweatshirt and baggy camo jeans.

"Hey." Y/N says as she begins to feel awkward about the situation she put herself in.

"Hey." He placed his phone in his back pocket as he continued to walk up the stairs.

"I was surprised to see you here and earlier," Y/n says as he reaches the top step, suddenly seeming much taller than her.

Eren's laugh escapes his mouth. "Me too; honestly, the only reason I was here was because Connie needed a ride. If I didn't take him, he wouldn't be able to go to Jeans."

Y/N backed up and began walking to her bedroom. "Why aren't you going to Jeans?"

"Jean's petty, and I've got better things to do." Y/N almost heard the smirk on his face as he said that.

A blush creeps up on her face as she opens her bedroom door and lets Eren in. Y/N walks to the other side of the room, while Eren instead stands there and looks at his surroundings.

Y/N begins feeling slightly awkward again. On the other hand, Eren stopped his eyes from venturing around the room, and they instead landed on Y/N.

"What?" She asks as Eren continues staring directly into her eyes.

He shrugs his shoulders. "Nothing." He says but continues to just stand there.

"Are you just going to stand there, or?" Y/N tilts her head to the side as she crosses her arms.

A small smirk paints Eren's face. "What'd you rather me do?"

Y/N sits down on her bed and places her arms back to lean on them. "I know what you're here for. You aren't as mysterious as you think you are."

"I know," Eren laughs out as he walks to her bed and sits next to her. "But really, what do you want me to do?"

Y/n sighs. "I don't know; kiss me or something."

At that, Eren looks down at her. His lips slightly agape as he moved closer. Y/N's palm finds its way to his cheek and slowly glides to the back of his scalp, getting tangled in his long hair.

Eren places a soft kiss on her lips. He then pulls back, and the two look deep into each other's eyes.

Through Y/N's eyes, Eren's gaze holds so much raw passion and lust. The thought is fleeting though, because the next thing she knows, his mouth is back on hers.

As she kissed him back, his tongue thrust into her mouth in a deep stroke. Eren grabbed hold of Y/N's waist, pulling her closer. At that, she let out a soft moan.

The grip that Eren had on her waist only tightened, and he pulled her onto his lap. Y/N could feel him pressing up on her thighs, making her core tighten.

He grabbed a handful of her ass, pulling her lower half forward. She felt his erection slightly rub over her clitoral area, and he twitched under her.

"God damn Y/N." Eren rasped out.

A smile met Y/N's face as she looked down at him before moving her hips again. His hand reached around to her back, feeling the warm skin under her tank top. His other hand grabs hold of the male of her neck, pulling her down for another kiss.

Like before, Eren's mouth is greedy and dominant. But he's quick to slow the passionate kiss down. His tongue slowly ran across Y/N's bottom lip, and his teeth nipped at it. He removes his mouth from her mouth and slowly moves down to bury his head in her neck. His lips meet with the crook of her neck, giving her a soft, open-mouthed kiss, leaving Y/N shivering in pleasure on top of him.

She reaches to the zipper of his hoodie and quickly pulls the metal down, showing his bare abdomen. Y/N's hand is eager to reach for his warm skin and leans down to place a light kiss on his chest. Her hand continues to explore and finds its way to the gray waistband peeking out of his jeans. Y/N's finger hooks under the fabric and runs it back and forth.

Eren's body slightly jerks forward as he begins breathing heavily into her neck. He quickly reaches for her tank top again, only this time he pulls the fabric over her head.

He lets out a small laugh, which tickles the sensitive skin of Y/N's bare chest. "No bra?"

"I'm in my own house." She shrugs as she looks down at him.

Eren lets out another laugh as he grabs hold of her breast, swiping his thumb over her nipple. Y/N's mouth opens wide in return, letting out a loud whimper.

He lifts his hips up to get better positioning as his face finds its way back to her neck and licks from the crook all the way to behind her ear.

Y/N leans forward, trying to get as close to him as possible. Her arms wrap around his neck as Eren's hands grab onto her hips. He flips the two of them over so Y/N is leaned back on the bed, the other thing keeping her somewhat up right behind her elbows. Eren quickly shrugged his hoodie off his shoulder before crawling back onto the bed. One of his knees moved between her thighs and the other on the outside of her leg, his arms resting on her mattress just outside of her sides.

Eren's arms move from the position therein, one grabbing around the back of Y/N's waist and the other firmly grasped around her hip. He lowered his face to the bare skin of her abdomen, leaving kisses up to her bare chest. He took one of her nipples into his mouth, lightly sucking and nibbling on it while his hand played with the other. Y/N let out a breathy moan and threw her head backwards onto her sheets.

Y/N felt the warmth of his mouth leave, and she looked back up with glazed eyes to see him propped up on his knees. Eren was breathing heavily and pushed his baby hairs back, then he reached to his jeans to unbutton them. Y/N then reached down and pulled her boxer shorts down as well, throwing them to the side.

After Eren took his jeans off, he leaned back down, and Y/N's hand pressed against his cheek, pulling him back down to kiss her again. His hands traveled her body down to the beginning of her thong. His thumb pulled the thin fabric aside, then fully off her body, and felt her warmth as they continued kissing. Eren moved his thumb back up to play with her clitter, making Y/N shiver and suck in a deep breath.

They pulled apart from each other. Eren looking down to where his hand was and Y/N closing her eyes while arching her back off the bed.

"That good?" He groaned out, looking up into her eyes.

Instead of answering, she let out a moan and shakily nodded her head. Eren smiles at that and continues to move his finger in circles before moving downward, using two fingers to push in and out of her while using his thumb to continue the motion on her sensitive clitoral area.

Y/N hip started bucking upwards, and she grabbed hold of Eren's shoulder while tightening her core. She could hear him let out a mixture of a scoff and a laugh.

It wasn't long before she felt herself getting close. "I'm.. Im almost there." She stuttered while taking in a sharp breath. A string of cries and moans followed her words, and she grasped tightly onto Eren's shoulders as he looked straight into her eyes.

After she finished on his fingers, Eren stood up from his spot on the bed. First, he reached for a tissue on Y/N's bedside table and wiped his fingers off, and second, he leaned down to where his pants were. When he stood back up, he held a golden-packaged condom in his hand.

Y/N lay there fully exposed in front of him for the second time in twenty-four hours. And he stood there, looking down at her like she was the only thing in the world. Y/N crawled across the bed to where he was standing and grabbed hold of the bottom of his boxers. She looked up at him and tilted her head as she began tugging the fabric down so they fell to the ground along with all the other articles of clothing.

Eren kicked his boxer to the side, and Y/N grabbed hold of his wrist, pulling him down onto the mattress next to her. He backed up a bit so he was leaning against her backboard.

"You're very confident, y'know?" Eren looked her body up and down as Y/N made her towards him again.

A smirk painted Y/N's face. "I do." She placed a hand on his chest as she moved her body between his legs. Her hand moved over his body, then she plucked the unopened condom from his hands. She brought the package to her mouth and ripped it open before lining the latex up with his tip, then slowly rolling it over his whole erection.

At that, Eren let out a low groan.

Y/N then placed a leg over each side of his hips and aligned herself up with him. The two made eye contact as she used Eren's shoulders to balance herself before lowering down on him. She felt his entire length inside her and let out a loud moan while he took in a deep breath, then released a deep groan.

"Jesus.." Eren muttered under his breath. Y/N watched as his eyes rolled back as she began moving her hips up and down. One of his hands grabbed hold of her hip tightly while the other held her lower back. She continued moving, gradually getting faster as both hers and Eren's breathing got heavier. His face moved to her bare chest, leaving more kisses and bites on her bare skin. Y/N threw her head back in pleasure as she rode him, letting out loud moans. Eren's ragged breath against her chest and the vibration of his lips as he groaned on her tickled her skin.

Y/N felt her core tightening up again as she moved up and down on his dick. The pressure in her stomach continued to increase; she felt herself getting closer and closer.

"Fuck Eren.." Y/N moaned as she felt herself come undone.

Eren licked her collarbone, then moved his way up to her neck and firmly bit her skin. He then rested his head back against her headboard. "Just like that, Y/N."

She continued moving her hips even as her legs got weak. Eren began letting out loud groans, and his hips started bucking up, signaling to
Y/N that he was close. She looked down at his face, which flushed red and was slightly sweaty. His mouth was wide open as Y/N pushed back his long hair. She placed an open-mouthed kiss on his neck, and she felt his abs tighten up, and a guttural moan escaped his throat.

Y/N's movements slowed down, and her body weight leaned forward onto Eren's hot body. His hand met the base of her throat gently, and he pulled her down for a quick sloppy kiss as he rode out his high.

After they pulled away from each other, Y/N laid on top of him, her head resting on his chest. She stayed there for a bit, letting the fog in her mind clear and her breathing go back to normal.

She heard that Eren's breathing had slowed as well.

Y/n then stood up from her position, pushing herself off of Eren. She crawled to the end of her bed and stepped off, walking to the places where clothes ended up and picking them up off the floor.

"You wanna get high?" She heard Eren ask from behind her.

She turned her head to look over her shoulder. "I'm not smoking in my room; it smells too nice in here." Y/N stated blandly.

"I brought edibles?" He said it in a way of re-asking her.

She placed her clothes in the laundry basket in the corner of the room, then moved to her dresser to put on a fresh thong and tank top. "How many milligrams?"

"Twenty." Y/N saw him through her mirror reach down to his pants to grab his boxers and a zip-lock bag. Eren slipped his boxers back up his legs, then pulled open the zip-lock bag with two orange gummies in them. Y/N turned around and sat on her bed again.

"I'll take half." She stated and outstretched her hand. Eren smiled at her and pulled one of the gummies out and tore it apart, handing her one of the pieces. He placed the other half back in the bag, then took the other gummy out and popped it in his mouth. Y/N hesitantly copied his movements and took the half gummy that he gave her.

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An hour later, Eren still lay on her bed with a bowl of microwave popcorn in his lap. Y/N was on her stomach, staring blankly into her TV, watching Sex and the City from season one.

"I love Samantha so much.. she's like so funny." Y/N says, elongating her words the tiniest bit.

Eren's mouth was filled with popcorn, slowly chewing the buttery food. "Which one's that again?" He asked her after he swallowed, picking up even more popcorn to shove into his mouth.

"The cunty blonde with bangs." She felt herself sinking into her mattress as she looked back at him.

It was dark out now, and Eren was barely visible other than the bright light coming from the TV. His eyes were almost closed as he stared forward with almost no thought behind his eyes. Y/N started laughing to herself at his blank expression. He slowly looked over to her, and the corner of his lip quirked up a bit at her laughing.

"What?" He asked genuinely confused.

She continued laughing as she rolled from her stomach to her back, looking up at the ceiling. "I don't know." She whispered as she continued laughing. After she found his expression no longer as funny, she let out a sigh, still staring at the ceiling. "I haven't been high in so long."

"You smoked my blunt last night?" Eren deadpanned.

She looked from the ceiling back to his face. "Yeah but that was like two hits." She explained to him.

He just nodded to himself as he continued to eat his popcorn. Eren sat silently for a bit before opening his mouth again. "Why do I feel like Big's going to be such a dick?"

"Cause he is one." Y/n replied.

"Then why does Carrie like him?" He asked genuinely confused.

Y/N let out a deep breath as she turned onto her side, "Cause he's so fine."

Eren gives her an almost dirty look at her response to him.

"What?" She asked defensively.

"Nothing." He shrugged his shoulders.

Y/N glared at him, "What is it?"

"He looks like he's fifty years old." Eren's popcorn-filled hand pointed to the TV in disgust.

"Exactly," she said, her hands moving as she talked. "He's like a Lana del Rey kind of hot."

Eren stared blankly at her with a confused expression on his face. "Lana del Rey, kind of hot? What does that even mean?"

Y/N fidgeted with the bottom of her tank top, still on her side, as she looked at him. "I don't know how to explain it." Her movements slowed while her mind wandered in thought.

"Just give an example." He replied while setting the close to empty bowl of popcorn aside.

She let out a 'hmm' sound. "Like making out in the pouring rain or fighting in dramatic lighting."

"I still don't get it." His voice trailed off, and he let out a yawn.

Y/N let out a groan, somewhat annoyed at the fact he didn't get it. "Of course you don't. You're a man."

"What does me being a man have to do with it?" He defended, but his voice was still low and monotonous.

"You know, the fact that you don't understand how each thing I said was single-handedly so sexy and gives Lana del Rey at the same time." She explained to him in a passionate tone.

Eren slowly nodded his head up and down. "I guess you're right." Then he focused his attention back on the TV.

After sitting in silence for a while, Y/N began to feel uncomfortable in the position she was in. She sat up and moved next to Eren, leaning back against the numerous soft pillows on her bed. She grabbed a few pieces of popcorn and popped them into her mouth.

"So like.." Y/N's voice trailed off as she began to yawn. "Are you staying tonight or leaving?"

"Don't know yet."

She nodded quietly to herself and sank further into her bed, trying her best to get comfortable. Her already heavy eyes got even heavier as she closed them shut. Her body lay still, and her mind tricked her into thinking that she couldn't move, so to the human eye it looked like she was fast asleep.

That's when she felt Eren's body weight shift on the other side of her bed.

She could hear him picking up his discarded clothes from the floor and putting them back on his body. The sound of his movements paused for a second, then he moved to the edge of the bed and grabbed hold of one of her blankets and placed it over her still body. Her TV shut off, and just as soon as he had come through her door, he shut it behind her.

Fucking idiot.. was the only thing Y/N thought to herself.

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word count: 3269

once again you guys i'm sorry for taking so long to post a chapter my original plan was to write the last two weekends but may or may not have ended up hungover both times..

also i once again proved that i cannot write smut at all but hope you guys enjoyed either way!!