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❝ WHAT..? WHY YOU
SAYIN' MY NAME LIKE
THAT..? ❞

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───   𝓨ou questioned eren, never turning around to see his face since you were so focused on this one part of the machine.

"nothing.." he didn't know if the girl was doing it on purpose or she was completely clueless. but soon.. very soon actually, she'll realize what's going on.

or perhaps even feel.

but again, eren didn't know if this was on purpose or an accident.. but either way, he want to seem like a perv, so he moved back slightly.

he still had his torso close and leaned up against your back but having his hips slightly further.

soon as you finished that part, you believed that eren moved since you no longer felt his body close to yours, like before.

so, you whipped your head around, only to be met with his emerald eyes and deep glare. and that caught you off guard, cause once you turned, he was already looking at you.

you noticed how his chest slightly heaved up and down, watching that special key necklace dangle from his neck as it slightly touched your backside.

".. you good?" you questioned, taking in his stern, intense but somehow flustered looks. oddly, his cheeks were really pink, a few stands of his hair in his face as he bit a small chunk of his lip.

all while looking back at you in your face, or rather your eyes. it was silent and the feeling in the room was getting intense once again.

not even awkward, just intense. a certain type of intense. especially with how your two faces were nearly inches away from each other.

he looked a little mad from the way he was looking too. ".. did i do something wrong?" ain't no way. all you were doing was sewing the fucking piece of cloth for him to watch and learn.

"what? you mad or somethin'..?" you questioned again, furrowing your eyebrows, standing your ground to not get intimated by his glare.. and whole look, to be honest.

"why would i be mad.." he tilted his head, looking up down between your lips and eyes. he didn't even try and hide it either, no shame whatsoever.

you rolled your eyes at his odd behavior. "whatever, let's get this over with." you fixed yourself back to your original posture since you never finished that part on the cloth.

but the thing was.. you didn't feel eren. and that was the whole point doing this with him, especially with him being so damn close. so he can learn how to work this sewing machine.

"eren, come closer so you can see." you spoke, eyeing this difficult part and how you had to move to handle it.

"i don't know, [ y/n ].." the man figured it was best to be honest with you. "i don't wanna make you feel uncomfortable in any way.."

you furrowed your eyebrows, repeating his sentence in your head. "making me feel uncomfortable?" unless the man was doing some fucked up shit, he wouldn't make you feel uncomfortable.

"thanks for being thoughtful.." you at least had to give eren his props. you really wouldn't find a lot of that in guys.

"but unless your uncomfy.." "no no, im not." he wasted no time in responding to you. he didn't sound unsure in his response either.

"okay then, we're just wasting time." you moved your arms back until you felt eren's waist, grasping onto his sharp hips and forcefully pushing him forward.

not to much, just enough to feel him softly grazing upon you, unintentionally.

"just bare with me.." you once again, bent down, having eren's fingers intertwined within yours as you prepped yourself to guide him through this normally difficult area.

"just bare with me.." in reality, you needed to tell yourself that. you found yourself feeling things happen within you due to this physically close activity.

having him so close, especially with him entrapping you close to his body. and you didn't want to seem weird, but dayum did this man smell so good.

but.. you had to calm yourself. he only called you over to help him with his sewing machine. and that was the only reason.. right?

at the click of a button, the sound of the sewing machine started up. quite rapidly actually.

"don't move.. or your gonna mess up everything, got it?" you questioned.

"[ y/n ]—" "eren," you cut him off quickly, slightly turning your head with a small smile. you found it cute how serious eren was with your private space and such.

"are you comfortable?" you just wanted to make sure. you didn't want to make the whole thing about you. "don't lie either."

despite things quickly and eagerly stirring up in his body and even in his imagination, he slightly chuckled, leaning closer to your ear.

"im completely fine, pretty girl." now that was a lie and he damn well knew it.

"you need to stop with that randomly.. it's not good for my health." you scoffed, feeling your cheeks heat up.

in a act of feeling flustered, you quickly leaned down in-front the sewing machine. and since your hands was still intertwined with eren's, this sudden act forced him to push up against you as you pushed back.. immediately causing some intense friction.

a quick grunt escaped his lips, once again feeling his aching feeling being handled through the act of that sweet friction.

at this point, eren was craving it. and sadly, very desperately. he bit his lip, trying to control something that he really had no authority over.

well.. despite him getting worked up to the point that it was destined to happen.

"my bad if i pulled you to hard." you muttered, arching and bending even more low.

"sorry, but move your hands. i'll have to show you how to handle this later.." you spoke to eren, who was barely keeping up and having a hard time breathing.

it was happening. he felt it. maybe if he moved, he could prevent it from occurring. as simple as it was, he thought it was an immaculate plan.

well.. until you unexpectedly backed your ass up upon him some more instead of arching lower, which he thought you would do since you had been doing it the whole fucking time.

he was caught off guard. in a moment of being so needy and sensitive, that movement was the last straw.

eren had lowly gasped out in pleasure, having nothing to hold other than gripping your hips tightly, since his hands was in the movement of passing them anyway.

"ow! the hell you grippin my shit hard.." you questioned as if you didn't enjoy it.. but your voice began to trail off, beginning to feel something other than eren himself, against you.

before you could turn around, you found eren's arm passing your face, as it was going towards the machine, turning it completely off.

but as for the other hand.. he placed it underneath your chin, pushing your face ( upwards / completely around ) to look at him.

his cheeks were once again a deep pink shade, eyes were half lidded while glaring at you as his facial expression looked stern.

the room became completely quiet as you both held eye contact, him never letting go of your face as he gazed back and forward between your lips and eyes.

"so.. you may have caused a problem. don't worry though.. just don't look down."

— ✮ 𝟭𝟮𝟲𝟲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 ✮

— how y'all feeling stinks 😇🤞🏽⁉️.

-𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐒™

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