“She’s a mystery shrouded in shadows so thick they are like honey, but you best believe she is something much sweeter as you sift through her mind and find things funny..”
AN:This is a very late bday fic for my beloved friend, @erenyaygirl.
Synopsis:Eren comes home after a rough night at the bar with Jean. Unable to see him in such a state you decide to tend to his wounds… among other things… I’m talking about his dick.
Word count:1.8k
Warnings: F!bodied reader, injuries, blood, drugs (weed), dubcon (Eren’s high), mentions of alcohol, biting, a little sadomasochism, rough sex, pet names (baby), no plot because who the fuck needs that shit?
“So what exactly happened?” You asked as Eren trudged through the door of your apartment.
He hung his head, attempting to obscure his battered face. The lengthy sigh he let out filled the room with his exhaustion. You took a few steps closer to him while he dropped his keys on the floor. The metal colliding with the tile flooring destroyed any semblance of serenity once held in your home. You pulled him into a hug and he let out a pleased hum. His arms snaked around your waist and he held you close. The remnants of weed smoke and vetiver cologne filled your nose.
“Jean…” He said, tone dripping with subdued exasperation.
Finn! wrote this f-f-for moi i’m so overwhelmed. like. ima treasure this forever u better warn me if u decide to delete gd (sorry to go there but like i’m feeling an urgency about your eren and this scenario)…
this is just great this is so — do u know how — from formatting to being called beloved wow u sure know how to make me FEEL: g-r-8- GREAT … grrrr… EAT … eren up. eat him up, especially when he is inebriated, situationally aware, and a cutie patootie stoner.
the PREMISE the plot, it’s all here wrapped up in a birthday bow. thank u finn i’m so lucky to have such a real, kind, funny, talented, honest, and ”cool and smart” (get it?) friend like u… more rambly type text and a lil review under the cut (on eren’s face?)
ty for featuring my favorite mixture of sadism and masochism with my favorite pain slut.
also FINN look how loved this fic is already ❤️
You are a master at scene setting. Whether you jump in to action between characters, dialogue, sensory experiences… I especially enjoyed Eren dropping his keys. And the mixture of weed and vetiver and Eren oh my god. ->
He hung his head, attempting to obscure his battered face. The lengthy sigh he let out filled the room with his exhaustion. You took a few steps closer to him while he dropped his keys on the floor. The metal colliding with the tile flooring destroyed any semblance of serenity once held in your home. You pulled him into a hug and he let out a pleased hum. His arms snaked around your waist and he held you close. The remnants of weed smoke and vetiver cologne filled your nose.
It was so hard to hide your desperate curiosity. You loved hearing about the inner workings of his social circle.
Omg the fact that you wrote Y/n giving Eren space to hang with his friends without them… oh let me bask in the emotional maturity .
“He was mainlining adios motherfuckers all night.”
When I tell you my jaw dropped open when i read that ingredient list. It like hit the floor and then i decided i’d like to mainline some adios motherfuckers with Jean too bad I wasn’t there that night.
You rubbed his back, each pat radiating affection.
YES let me tell u YES
“He could, but it’s fine.” Eren dropped his arms and released you from his grip. “Can I tell you about it while you clean me up?”
I love how your dialogue flows. Seriously, it’s so natural and the way like real, late, rough-around-the-edges conversations go.
His right cheek was a strawberry scrape and showed the beginnings of a bruise. His bottom lip was split. The blood exuded from the cut had dried, leaving behind a swatch of maroon. What stood out the most was the fresh blood dripping from his right nostril. You took him by the hand and led him into the bathroom. He sat down on the toilet and held his head in his hands, obscuring his face once more.
How did you describe a work of art like this. ur description of eren’s distressed state is art. but also how does that last sentence make me go wild even tho he’s tired and unwell huh how did u do that.
He rolled it up and stuck it up his leaking nose.
Thank u for the image, will add that one to my drawing WIPs.
You had little desire to see your beloved struggle. You kneeled before him and tugged at the jeans, peeling them off. A happy “phew” flew past his bloodied lip.
I know i already told u this, but the whole process of helping eren out of his pants and then the *”phew”*… come on :)
“Fuck. And you know what,” he said, tone bristling with repressed rage. “I wasn’t gonna say anything because Jean was drunk and I don’t even care about what that horsefaced shitdick thinks. But fuck it! He thinks you’re too good for me! Did you know that?”
I see myself in this picture THANK YOU FINN for writing Eren’s unwieldy emotion with care.
BTW I loved envisioning eren passing a blunt between him, Ymir, and historia that is some hot sesh stuff..
His posture grew rounder, softer. A chiropractor would likely have a shit fit had they seen such a shoulder slump but not you. No, even with the little info available you were able to surmise Eren’s immense need to decompress. Why pick on him about his post,ure when he was already battered and bruised?
this paragraph deserves and award ok.
“He tried. But I got in between them. I thought I talked everyone down but out of nowhere the boyfriend must have heard a sleeper word because he ran at me and punched me in the face twice. The last one sent me into the wall which is why my cheek is all scratched up.”
How do u know these TERMS.
The brunette giggled. “Just kidding. I took his phone and got him a Lyft. I did have to push him inside it, but I’m sure everything worked out.”
I’m swooning, he is adorable.
Eren placed his hands on the small of your back.
I’m shivering.
His green gaze was penetrating. Even the haze of weed and head trauma couldn’t dull it. Eren’s desire took precedence over all. It was an unrelenting force. You stroked his uninjured cheek.
An unrelenting force and then we STROKE THE FORCE’S SOURCE’S CHEEK :3
Eren pressed his semi hard cock against your clothed cunt. He rocked his hips a little, eyes fixed on you, awaiting your reaction.
I gasped and lost focus literally and figuratively.
You pressed your lips against his and sucked lightly on his swollen bottom lip. The metallic taste of blood linger on your tongue as Eren let out a pained groan. He pulled away, betrayal fell upon his face.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
“Alright, enough of that. Get up.”
I’ll do ANYTHING he tells me
You slid off of his body. He stood up and tossed you over his shoulder with a swiftness you didn’t think his stoned self was capable of. He carried you to the bedroom and tossed you onto the bed.
HIS STONED SELF AND HIS INJURED AND SODDEN SELF DID THAT
Eren sighed. “Undress… please?”
I am in love with their love. ugh.
He crawled onto the bed, his ardor riddled gaze fixed on yours. His cock was tumescent, the tip pink and leaking precum. You longed to tongue the tip and savor the sweetness seeping out. He wrapped his hand around the length of his erection and stroked, leaving it slick and glistening.
Eren being SO INTO YOU AND WHAT YOUR ARE ABOUT TO DO TO ENJOY OMG . also I think that “ardor riddled gaze” is my ideal description for eren any time, any day, but especially here in this world where sweetness seeps out fuck.
“Too much?” You whispered in his ear.
“It’s fine,” he replied through a clenched jaw.
Oh but to check in with Eren
You gripped his cheeks harder as he slid his cock into your cunt. Eren’s hunger for pain embedded ecstasy into your existence. His hands roamed your body before one found its way to your swollen clit. His thumb encircled it, applying a hint of pressure as he drove his cock further inside you.
He’s such a giverrrrrr god I love his freaky self so much ugh, and u let us squeeze his ass cheeks— while getting railed— and petted— all at once? i am having a wild and euphoric time.
The muscles of Eren’s ass tightened as he bottomed out, his balls slapping up against your writhing body. Your fingers dug deeper into his skin, relishing in every groan that grew from the depths of his throat.
u r so deft at writing the pleasure and pain so it’s like not overbearing but absolutely the entire point does that make sense
You nipped at his neck and ran your tongue along the length of it. The piquant taste of his sweat dancing across your tastebuds. You wanted to lick him clean, get rid of all the sweat, blood, and stress that afflicted his evening. Eren deserved to be worshiped after the fuckery he waded through… Though he’d have to suffer a bit more.
w-w-worshipped?
Your eyes held an impish glint as he pushed your face away from him. He held you down by the shoulders and thrust into you like you were nothing more than a nameless hole.
p-p-pushed my face away and and and …
Eren held you close as your orgasm peaked, whispering the sweetest of words within your ears.
idk, kinda lost myself there, kinda heard his sing song whisper his moans breathy whisper telling me so many things that make me want to stay in that moments forever like press pause and the cosmos can deal with it… telling me this ⬇️
“That feel good, baby? You deserve it after taking such good care of me.”
I am my own damn planet I’ll stay there as long as Eren wills it oh my fucking god, Finn.
A breathy moan interrupted your sentence much to Eren’s enjoyment. He laughed and pulled his cock out, jerking off and aiming his tip at your stomach.
YOU GAVE EREN MY FAVORITENON-CHALANTLY COMING TREATMENT!
“… Due diligence?”
ok ok ok the idea that we give him a pass and just go with any sweet and dumb thing Eren says, and that it’s canon in this au, and so that translates in the bedroom
iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiim gonna end this here LMAO luv ya finn
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