Sooooo I Started Haikyuu And Bruh, Imma Start Watching Boys Volleyball.

Sooooo I started haikyuu and bruh, imma start watching boys volleyball.

It's so early in the morning here, I'm loosing it

my mental health is going downhill but im horny n in the mood of giving eren a ruined orgasm and bullying him in bed <3 wanna tie him up to the headboard and pull out immediately once he starts to cum :) wanna make eren cry out of frustration from his ruined orgasm and make him beg so he can cum inside

but then i also want him to fuck my brain out after i untie him

my twt is ringpopped btw!! im more active on there lately bc im reading alot of books 🫶

Oh goodness, finish it

give us eren with bimbo reader pls🥺

"what kind of girls are your type?"

you ears perk up at the question, directed at eren by sasha. you're all gathered in erens basement, hanging out. your head is pillowed on mikasas thigh, but you life your head a little to look at eren.

he's leaning against the couch, casual and appearing bored. he smirks "why d'you wanna know? you wanna piece?"

i want a piece, you think. you're not good at being inconspicuous, so when you sit up fully, eren flicks a glance towards you. you meet his eyes, and then look away, flustered. eren had a habit of keeping eye contact with you until you cracked.

"ew no" sasha sounds genuinely grossed out. "as if. you just look like the type to go after cheerleaders and shit, but jean saw you hooking up with that goth girl from your lit class"

erens grins is gross "ah, you mean pieck? yeah, her pussy was hot" he makes a lewd gesture, mimicking licking a pussy.

you look down, twiddling your thumbs. you hadn't heard about that and you pout. sasha makes a gagging sound and when you look up again, erens eyes are on yours. his green eyes look more jade today, not seafoam.

"my type," he continues delicately, keeping eye contact with you while he does. "is bimbo bitches with big lips and doe eyes. like em' a little dumb so i can hear their empty little heads rattle when they bounce on my dick"

your whole body heats up. everyone's groans are drowned out in white noise as you and eren stare at eachother. your little mind is whirring, remembering all the times eren had affectionately called you a dumbass, that one time a few weeks ago when you'd asked for help on a math question, tugging on his sleeve and he'd looked down at you with a small kinda smile. "you're kinda a bimbo, aren't you?"

so are you erens type? you can't think. once more, you break his stare, his intense eyes making you want to squirm around.

the conversation changes but you stay silent, biting your lip.

after awhile you excuse yourself to the kitchen, saying you need a drink.

you're in the middle of grabbing a glass to pour water into, when you feel a presence at your back. you jump, startled when eren leans both arms on either side of the sink, caging you in.

the glass of water trembles in your hand when you feel his lips touch your ear. "pouty lips" he says lowly, and he brings one hand up, tracing your bottom lip with a finger. "check"

his fingers dance across her skin, he taps one finger to the side of her face. "doe eyes. check"

he tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear, his lips coming to rest on the top of your head. "empty little brain, slow on the uptake. check, check, check"

the cup slides from your fingers and clatters in the sink. you breathe fast, he feels so warm and big behind you. "r-ren, what're you..." you trail off when he wraps his arms around your waist, burying his face in your neck as he crowds you.

"im trying to tell you i want you, dumb whore"

the way he says it startles a laugh out of you, "i didn't-"

"know" he finishes. "I know. so busy flouncing around in those little skirts of yours, lost in your own little world to notice your best friend wants that little pussy" he drops his palm to cup it between your legs. "you gonna give it me, or do i have to do more spelling it out for you?"

you think you get it. but- you glance over your shoulder at him, giving him your best pout. "i don't think i understand, ren. m'confused. help me?"

he spins you around, his grin a flash of white as he lifts you, props you onto the counter and flips up your skirt. "gonna explain it to you real slow, baby. with my tongue between your legs. try to understand, okay?"

my boyfriend 🥰