You Suck

Hefty Hefty Hippo

"Ok, go. Favorite... color?"

"Uh... probably blue... green... um, I guess black too."

She nods, giving an amused hum, "Ok, ok. Purple, black... uh, grey... umm... I like red, too."

Eren smiles, playing with her hair again, "Good colors, good colors. Alright then, what's your favorite food to eat?" She shifted in her bed, clearing her throat, "Yeah, um, it's actually really hard to do the twenty questions game when you're just in boxers, you know?" He shrugged, "Yeah, but I like you in my shirt. And your room is warm." She flushed, humming in annoyance before sighing, pulling her blanket up higher to cover her body even more, "It's not that warm... Ok, um... American? I love a good burger and some fries. Ooo, and some milkshakes! Oh my god, and some pasta! Wait, that's Italian. Ok, so American, Italian, ooo and Chinese! Japanese too! Oh, and Korean! And... ok, I guess everything." Eren smiled, pushing the blanket down a bit on his hips, "I'd say the same, then." She nods, pursing her lips, eyes flicking down to catch a very brief glimpse of his hip bones jutting out from above the waistband of his black and grey boxers.

"Okaaaay, um... what, uh... give me a sec," she pauses, eyes now focused on where her fingers traced over his little and big tattoos on his chest and arms, "What's yooouuurrr... ummm... your favorite yogurt flavor?" He gave a chuckle through his nose, his hand sliding down from her hair down to her arms, down her sides and down to her hips to place with her panties, "Strawberry or vanilla." "Ew, vanilla? Aye, watch that hand boy," she huffed, looking away from him to stare at the poster of one of her favorite artists on her wall, "Strawberry is good, though. I don't like the ones with strawberry chunks in it, though. Throws me off eating something smooth like yogurt and you get a little fuckin'chunk of something in it. Like what the fuck is that shit? It's a sin, man. A sin I say." Eren chuckled, leaning in to kiss her forehead, "Dork. What's your favorite cereal?" She looked up at him, smiling, "Um, Reese's Puffs is good. Special K, the one with the chocolate in it is also good."

Eren bit his lower lip, nodding. He groaned, grabbing at her hips beneath her panties now, pulling her closer to him. He shoved his face into her neck, giving her flesh a little bite, "You smell so good, you look so good, you feel so good. It's hard not to touch you." She smiled, wrapping a leg around his hip to feel just exactly how excited he was to be around her, "Was this all you wanted, Jaeger? You just wanted sex out of me." "Fuck no, I mean I do want it. But that's not all I want. I wanna wake up to your face every fucking day, I wanna wife your ass down. Wanna see you relaxing in bed with me, wanna give you my last name, wanna," he hissed, rolling his hips into her's, "I wanna be with you... forever." She smiled, running her fingers through his hair, "Yeah?" Her head tilted back, biting her lip, grin spreading on her lips while he nodded, her face flushing several shades darker.

He ran his tongue up her neck, hand roughly grabbing right below her chin and around her neck to force her to look at him, his hips still rocking into her's, other hand now palming at her ass, "I want to make love to you." She smiled again, biting her lower lip, pushing herself against him, "Do it then." He groaned again, eyes rolling back for a moment before he pulled away, yanking off his boxers to toss then to the side, "Sit up, baby." She nodded, body suddenly feeling like it can't properly move without shaking. He kneeled in front of her, gently stripping her from his shirt, but immediately flinging it away. He leaned in, pressing his lips to her's, kissing her slowly, almost as if he was savoring her, her scent, her lips, her flesh. He pushed her back slowly enough to be able to keep his lips cemented to her's, her tongue playfully flicking against his upper lip. He took the playfulness as a challenge, his own tongue darting out to wrestle with her's, her not at all noticing when exactly he had slipped off her panties. She let out a shaky little noise as his fingers traveled down her stomach to tickle at her inner thigh, caressing it slowly. He chuckled, pulling his mouth from her's, his hair almost falling directly onto her face, "What's wrong?" She smiled, shaking her head, giggling, "Nothin'..." He huffed, pecking her cheek, "Silly girl." He leaned his head down, tongue latching onto one of her nipples, fingertips still ghosting against her inner thigh, his hard cock pressing firmly against her other thigh. She let out a soft moan once his finger finally made contact with her clit, him releasing her nipple to lean up, kissing and sucking at her neck, finger rubbing her clit in small circles.