warning : sexual content!
(6 months ago)
➜ "oh come on yui, i promise to bring her back- pretty please?" eren practically begged when your dance manager stopped you both in the hallway.
yui's hand gripped onto one of your wrists whilst eren gripped on the other, the two of them practically having a tug of war over you until yui eventually let go after a few seconds, sighing.
"but the last time you said this you didn't bring her back, look i'm not saying this to be annoying but we've got regionals coming up in a couple weeks so she's gotta be here now more than ever." yui argued.
"yea, i know that." eren chuckled. "but it wouldn't kill to spend a couple hours away, she's a smart girl after all- not like she won't pick the routine right back up."
all you could do was stare between the two, you found it hilarious that they were arguing over you like this but a part of you couldn't help but sympathise with eren. you didn't get to see him all the time given how busy your careers were so it wouldn't hurt to spend some time with him.
"he's right yui, i'll pick it back up in no time and if that means practicing alone then i don't mind but i promise i won't let you down." you pleaded.
your manager just stared at the two of you, not knowing what kind of spell eren had casted on you to make you this desperate to spend time with him but she knew one thing for sure and that was that you were a hard worker.
she knew that you were one of the best dancers on the team and that you'd do anything to rehearse that routine, even if it meant spending extra hours in dance studio by yourself.
"fine." yui eventually gave in. "but just remember, regionals is in two weeks."
❀
eren eventually brought you back to an airbnb where the rest of the band were. you were currently sat on erens lap, brain fogging up slowly as the rest of the group passed around the blunt. eventually it was your turn, taking the blunt from jeans hand before taking a hit.
"sorry, i think i got lipgloss on it." you mumbled as you passed it to eren.
he looked at you, laughing at how embarrassed you looked. it was so cute to him, how shy you would get whenever you were around the rest of the band like this but would practically be screaming his name in private. he loved that about you, but it was just a shame that your boyfriend was treating you so badly.
the boyfriend who you struggled to break up with, the boyfriend that had made you cry countless of times, the boyfriend who didn't actually care about your feelings but instead only went out with you for your status. eren was sick of it and in his 22 years of life, he'd never despised someone so much.
"you're good." eren took a hit before passing the blunt to connie.
"so (y/n), how's dance been going?" connie asked through narrowed eyes. by now he was slouched on the couch slightly, obviously intoxicated. "i heard if you qualify for regionals you're headed to nationals, and then internationals."
"yeah." you smiled. "exactly that, so it's important that our routine is perfect."
"i see." jean hummed. "how about you show us a bit of the routine right here hm?" he said, manspread widening.
"comments like these are the reason why you're single." armin sighed.
"she's a dancer, not a private stripper." eren added.
"i know that, i was just fucking about." the latter laughed.
the five of you continued to converse and catch up after that, time moved quickly whenever you got high and it wasn't long until the rest of the band members left, leaving you and eren alone in the air bnb. and that's how you ended up sitting on his face, moaning out in pleasure as his tongue fucked into your tight hole.
"feels so good.. ren!" you tugged onto his dark locs when your orgasm ripped through you, your eyes rolled back and legs began to clamp around his head, helping you ride his face. eren loved the feelings of your thighs smothering him like this. infact, he couldn't have asked for anything better.
"tastes so fuckin good." he mumbled between them, the vibrations of his voice making you shudder from how sensitive you were.
you eventually climbed off him and before you knew it he was manhandling you into a mating press. you had to admit, seeing eren like this was a whole different level of sexy. his dominance was really showing and it made you nervous, especially given that this would be the first time you'd be taking him head on like this.
"you know, i didn't know dancers were this flexible." eren joked before spitting on your pussy, your wetness mixing with his saliva. "you learn something new everyday hm?" he finished, hooking his tip at your entrance.
"keep going." you gasped at the sensation which caught erens attention.
eren smirked at you before speaking once more. "say you belong to me and i'll continue."
"please.."
"say it."
"i belong to you." that sentence was enough to make precum leak out of his tip, his erection was painfully hard right. in all honesty from the moment he saw you practicing in the dance studio it started, but you were the only girl who could get him so unbelievably hard.
"again." he leaned in closer, wanting to hear it loud and clear so that he could remember it well enough.
"i belong to you ren."
"good girl." he said and that was all it took for him to slide himself in a little further, the stretch he gave you was unlike anything you'd ever experienced before. you were making it hard for him at first since you were pushing him out and he didn't get why, unless you were just this tight.
you started to whimper a bit and eren could feel your nails sinking into his flesh, but he didn't mind. in fact, he liked the idea that there would be something on him the next day from your night together.
"i know baby, i know." he gently grabbed your face and asked. "does it hurt?"
"mmm." you averted your gaze from him, it hurt so bad but it felt so good. never in a million years did you think eren jaeger, one of the most popular men in japan would be fucking you.
"then i'm sorry about this." was all he said before slamming into you at an inhumane pace. he wanted to, he genuinely wanted to give you time to adjust his size but he just couldn't because he was intoxicated by you.
your nails dug even deeper into his back to the point where your scratches drew blood, but the more you scratched the louder you got and he could tell that you liked it like this. just a little bit rough.
"been thinking of fuckin you all my life, since the very moment i saw you on that stage." he muttered between grunts, your pussy clenched at his filthy words. eren was making you see stars and you were living for it.
"feels even better than i imagined."
"oh shit! ren! don't stop!" you moaned when his pace began to pick up a final time, causing your walls to spasm around his girth and eyes to roll back. eren proceeded to rub your clit in an attempt to prolong your orgasm before eventually falling forward and placing a kiss on your lips.
shortly after, eren pulled out and jerked himself off, releasing his full load on your stomach and part of your thighs. "ughh fuckk."
it was then he left the room for a few seconds, leaving you to catch your breath before returning shortly after. eren handed you a few tissues to wipe yourself down with.
"call up your boyfriend and pass me the phone." he broke the silence.
"huh, why?" you looked up at him.
"can't stand to see him treat you like shit any longer, you're mine now."
and that was how your situationship with eren began.