Eren Yeager

Never did you imagine you'd have your crush's close friend and your campus's notorious drug dealer fingering your cunt. Oh! Who also happens to be a famous rock star...

You're sitting in his lap, Eren holding your thighs apart with one huge hand, while his deep voice coos praise in the same breath as doubts. You can't help but squirm; every touch from his experienced hands reminds you how much of a virgin you are. The feel of his stubble against your exposed skin, the sinful sensation of his chest pressing against your back, the strength behind his grasp — how his massive hands engulf yours when he holds your hand for reassurance.

"Babygirl, it's okay... I'll help stretch this tight, pretty pussy out, m'kay? You'll be able to take horse-face's small cock if you can handle my package." You can feel his smirk as he speaks, degrading you and your crush both. Though it's hard to think about what he's saying when he pinches your clit — that small action making you whine pathetically — and your legs shake like you've never been touched before. Oh right... because you haven't been. "She's so wet for me already, you're so naughty." Eren teases with a deep rumble coming from the depths of his gorgeous chest. His heavy hand smacks your clit, making your head fall back against his shoulder, and Eren can't help but groan at your reactivity.

"Holy fuck, it's unfair that you want that horse-face bitch..." Grumbling, Eren's words provide a glimpse into how deeply infatuated he is with you. Yeah... he's a good friend. That's why when you opened up to him after your first shot of vodka on a Friday night about being inexperienced he jumped on the opportunity.

No ulterior motives at all...

Really, Eren has been palming himself at night imaging this moment. Thinking of your remarkable self under his frame, those cute whines and whimpers, being reduced to something so small since he's so massive. How your eyes will roll back when he gropes at your curves, the way you'll beg for him to let you climax, and the way he'd worship every inch of you. Commit the goddess he adores to memory; the topography of your skin engraved in his fingertips.

Kissing your collarbone, Eren smiles earnestly against the heat of your neck. You're hot all over — honestly feverish, as his fingers continue to give that pearl all the pleasure you've never experienced before. Head spinning and heavenly sinful, you can't bring yourself to do anything but moan for Eren to try and put a finger in.

You're so fucking precious.

"What do you want me to do, babygirl? Hmm?" Eren coaxes, his arm snaked under your knee. The hand not playing with your perfect pussy is tilting your chin up, forcing you so gently to face the man causing you such pleasure. "You've mastrubated before, haven't you sweet girl? Guide me through how you pleasure yourself." Smirking, Eren nips at your neck, making you cry out surprise and a sting of satisfaction.

"I'll show you how it's done."