CW: poly relationship/bisexual threesome, oral sex (both m and f receving), penetrative sex, creampie, is it also a creampie if its anal?, rimming, mentions of sex toys, double penetration and pegging
Length: 2.5K
A/N: a drabble for my beloved snowflake nonny ❤️
For all intensive purposes, you consider yourself to be lucky.
On one hand you have Eren: on the outside he’s brash, loose-lipped, annoyingeven, with the way he’s so overprotective of you and the ways in which he shows his affection. He’s competitive, fighting for each glance that you’d throw his way, each smile, and especially each of those lustful gazes of yours that never fail to get him painfully hard. He’s been completely smitten with you since the moment he saw you on campus (and he swears he saw you way before Kirchstein ever did). But for all that bark, when you’re alone, he’s no bite. Clingy as all hell, literally symbiotic if you let him, unable to detach himself from your arms, your neck, your lap–absolutely glued to your side when no one else is around to see how pathetic you make The Eren Jaeger.
But in your other palm you have Jean: the man who worships the ground you walk on. Won’t let you lift a finger if he can help it, absolutely weak at the knees for you. He’s just as passionate as Eren (figures–perhaps it’s an Aries thing), but he’s less aggressive about it, only ever picking fights with the brunette that he knows he can win. Yet in the fight for your attention they’re always equally matched. Jean thinks he’s the one who ’discovered’ you, coming up to introduce himself during the first day of gen lit. But Eren’s the first one who ever kissed you, the first to ever fuck you, and for that he says he wins their silly little fight.
