Screw the rules - Eren Yeager

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⚠️ This chapter contains a lot of explicit content — if that bothers you, do not proceed. ⚠️

Eren came home with a racing heart. The anticipation of the promised night burned in his chest, at his fingertips, in the way his breath grew heavier with every step. The silence in the house was almost unsettling—no sound of Ellie’s cartoons in the living room, no Carla asking what he wanted for dinner.

He knew the reason.

He climbed the stairs slowly, calling softly:

“S/N…?” But there was no answer. No response. No movement.

He opened the bedroom door and froze. The sight in front of him made him pause for a second.

S/N was lying on his bed, her body wrapped in black lace lingerie that looked like it had been made just to drive him insane. The piece hugged her curves, highlighted her skin, her gaze—everything about her screamed “touch me.” Her hair was loose over the sheets, lips slightly parted, gaze lazy and inviting.

“There’s your answer,” she said in a slow, sultry voice, eyes locked on him.

Eren didn’t say a word. He simply locked the door with a sharp motion, removing his jacket as he walked toward her, each step heavy with raw desire.

He climbed onto the bed over her, the weight of his body sinking the mattress, and took her lips in a hungry kiss. His hands held her face firmly, fingers trailing down to her shoulders, then to her hips, gripping them tightly.

“You’re an addiction…” he whispered against her mouth, kissing down her jawline, her neck, and between her breasts. “And you wear this… just to drive me crazy.”

She moaned as he pulled the strap of her lingerie with his teeth, then slid his hands behind her back, undoing the clasp with practiced ease. The piece fell away, revealing her breasts, which he touched and then licked with hot, teasing strokes, making her shiver.

“So beautiful… so fucking mine,” he murmured against her skin, sucking hard.

Eren moved lower, kissing her belly, down to the lace waistband of her panties. He looked up at her, his eyes blazing with lust, and pulled the garment down slowly, as if unwrapping the greatest gift of his life.

She was completely surrendered, body arched, breath heavy, waiting for his next move.

Eren ran his fingers through the wetness between her thighs, feeling how ready she was.

“All this for me, baby?”

S/N bit her lip and nodded, pulling him back to her, eyes burning.

“All yours.”

He growled low at those words—all yours—as if they had triggered something primal inside him. He tossed the panties aside and moved over her again, aligning his hips between her legs. His skin burned against hers, the heat between them nearly unbearable.

He grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head, his face close to hers, eyes locked like he could read every thought in her mind.

“I’m going to ruin you tonight…” he whispered against her lips, wearing a crooked, hungry smile. “You’ll beg me to stop. And still want more.”

She moaned in response, grinding her hips against his, feeling his cock hard, hot, pulsing against her entrance. The touch was torturous, and the tension grew with every second.

He positioned himself and thrust in hard, with no warning, filling her completely in one go, making her gasp loudly, eyes rolling back.

“Fuck…” he growled, jaw clenched, hands tightening around her wrists. “This pussy... always so fucking tight for me…”