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"E-eren please." You hiccup. You were on his lap, his fingers steadily stroking up your thigh, stopping just as they came into contact with your soaked clothed folds.
"Do you want to cum? Do you want my fingers inside you?” he hissed.
You eagerly nod, needing nothing more but for Eren’s long lengthy fingers to be buried inside of your dripping cunt.
"Use your words, pretty." He says teasing with the bow of your panties.
"Yes, Eren," you beg, your attention locked on his.
He spreads your legs wide open, moving your soaked panties to the side, and then sliding one finger inside you.
It all began innocently enough, as a sleepover. It had been a normal Friday evening. Your best friend Mikasa invited you over for a sleepover since her parents were out of town for a week. It wasn’t unusual, as occasionally you spent a lot of time over at her house. Since being over at Mikasa's house a lot, her parents grew fond of you, and apparently, her older brother Eren did too.
A sleepover right? That’s all that it was supposed to be so why were you letting Eren finger fuck your virgin pussy? You knew what you guys were doing was unfair, letting Eren touch you while Mikasa was just upstairs sleeping but you didn’t care, you’ve been waiting so long for Eren's touch, aching for him to finally make a move on you.
It didn’t go overlooked by you the way Eren's eyes would graze over at your body for too long or the way he would go out of his way to whisper inappropriate jokes in your ear challenging you to break and finally fall to your knees for him, or even the way his touch would linger on your skin for much more time than needed, finding any excuse to touch you.
You knew it was wrong, but why did it feel so good? Eren was Mikasa's older brother automatically making him off-limits, it was an unspoken agreement between you two, not to mention he was 2 years older than you, but no other boy has ever made you feel so fragile, the way Eren does.
After a long night of you and Mikasa doing girly things she was long gone asleep, you had gone downstairs in the kitchen to get a glass of water to quince your thirst, not anticipating to see a shirtless Eren sitting on the couch watching something that you couldn't make out on tv, he had suggested that you join him and that’s exactly what you did.
You don’t even remember how you ended up legs spread for Eren; everything happened too fast and now you were on the couch, between his legs, filled with nothing but the desire for him.
You feel a little shy spread open so wide for Eren to see and you couldn’t help but move your hips by his touch, It was completely physical and instinctive.
you also couldn’t stop the light moans coming out of your mouth as he slowly rubs circles on your clit.
“You make a sound and it's game over or do you want Mikasa coming downstairs and seeing how much of a slut you are huh?” Eren growls, still aggressively abusing your swollen clit with his thumb.
“I-I’m not a slut!” you whine, grinding your hips against Eren's hand.
“Oh yeah? Well, good girls don’t spread their legs for their best friend's older brother, now do they?” not giving you time to reply eren slide another finger in your hole, causing you to gasp and squirm from the sudden action.
“Keep your eyes on the tv” he whispers against your ear, holding your hips down with his free hand giving you no time to readjust to the painful stretch.
You try to steadily keep your eyes on the television, biting your bottom lip to contain your moans that are starving to come out.
Eren hikes your tank top up to release your breast, squeezing and pinching the bud of your hard nipples, the way he’s been dreaming of doing for months now.
Your body is warm, and flushed, with your heart racing. The room is filled with the sound of Eren fucking in and out of you with his fingers, fast and hard. You can feel yourself getting closer to your high, body grinding against his hand, you can also feel Eren’s hard-on resting against your ass.
Your walls shudder and pulse around his fingers, throwing your head back and crying out you moan his name, you weren't trying to be so noisy but he was making you feel so good that you couldn’t help it. You soak his fingers and fall back against his warm chest, letting out drowsy breaths. He pulls his fingers out of you and slowly sucks them, savoring the taste.
“I didn't know you were so messy baby.” Eren says chuckling to himself. He presses a soft kiss to your temple, and slowly strokes your arm letting you catch your breath.
A feeling of embarrassment fills up inside the pit of your stomach when you realize how much of a mess you've made but that feeling quickly goes away when you feel Eren’s hands lifting you by your waist and then jerking you off his lap, lightly resting you right beside him on the sofa.
The brunette boy climbs on top of you, now hovering over you, he moves his face closer to yours, taking your face in his hands and then brushing his soft lips against yours, the kiss is sloppy, lazy and you can kind of taste yourself on his lips, but you cherish every part of it and against your mouth, he asks, “Try to stay quiet for me. Can you do that?”
You had a feeling you and Eren were gonna have a lot more fun tonight.