He was the beast tamer and you were the trapeze artist.
You thought I was going to say you were the clown, right? No. I’m going full throttle cliche with this one.
He was the quiet, serious type when he was working. Focused and drenched in a commanding aura. Outside the Lion cage he wasn’t much different, to be honest, but you could at least hold a conversation with him. Despite his occasional smiles you felt like he had gone through a lot in his life and most of his friendly gestures seemed obligatory.
“Y/N. You’re going to swing low over the lions,” the ringmaster announced.
“Ok,” you replied with a head nod as you stood as part of the team standing in the semi circle going over some new routines.
“Without the cage…” the ringmaster added.
“Sorry, what?” you asked, dumbfounded.
“You heard me,” the ringmaster said sternly.
“I… I can’t do that, that’s dangerous!” you replied, “without the cage is insanity. If I’m swinging down, and one of the lions decides that I’m a good dinner and jumps up at me, I can’t get away. I have a trajectory that I’m on.” You did the arm movements to emphasize your point that you had no emergency break or get away, should a Lion jump to grab you.
The ringmaster was looking at you while you were talking but the expression on his face told you that he didn’t care one bit about what you had said, ‘if it will wow the crowd, then you do it’ he had said in a prior discussion.
You scowled slightly and looked across at the beast tamer, Eren.
He was looking at you from under his fringe, the rest of his long hair pulled back into a ponytail as he sat on an empty crate with his forearms resting on his knees.
“Eren?” you asked, in a tone that almost said ‘tell this bastard that it’s a stupid idea’.
Eren looked at the ringmaster then back at you and stood up.
“Come with me,” he said to you in his calm deep voice.
You pursed your lips but kept quiet and followed him as he walked out of the small staff tent and across to the main arena.
“Set up,” he said, walking to the barred gate that led to the lion’s cage.
“What?” you asked, watching him walk over to the cage. From behind it, you could hear the lions growling.
“Get ready to do the stunt,” he repeated.
“What? You can’t be serious? This is a death wish,” you replied, throwing your arms up.
“Do you trust me?” he asked, stopping with one hand on the chained gate as he turned back to look at you with those heavy, unwavering eyes.
“Run to me,” he said, taking his hand off the gate and turning to you.
You stepped back and pointed your toe, raising your hands up then doing a little hop and dropping your arms to sprint towards him.
As you got within his reach, he crouched slightly and grabbed your waist, hoisting you up into the air with far more ease than you had expected. It was as if you had been a feather.
“Oh,” you said with surprise.
He held you up above his head for a bit then slowly lowered you down his front.
You kept strong eye contact as you slid down his torso and he also kept his eyes on you.
It was then that you saw the scars over his eye and across his cheek and you reached a hand up to touch the scarred flesh gently.
“What happened?” you asked softly, still in his arms.
“I saved… her… from a lion attack. It was the same move the ringmaster has asked you to do.”
Your heart clenched. “All the more reason why we shouldn’t do this move.”
“Do you trust me, Y/N?” he asked.
You looked away then back into his eyes and paused before replying. “Yes. I do.”
“Then, let’s try it. If they take their eyes off me, I’ll take them down like I did before. I’m not a stranger to handling a lion with my bare hands.”
It wasn’t supposed to be a sexually charged comment but the minute he said it, it had you hot and aching inside and you quickly stepped back out of his arms, disguising your flusteredness with sudden confidence for the move.
Making your way to the ladder that led to your acrobatics platform, you got to the top and unhooked the swing- nodding down at Eren who now had his whip in hand and was unchaining the lion gate.
One by one the lions appeared- one, two and three, as Eren let them out, walking backwards to coax them into the open arena.
“On your lead,” he called loudly to you, meaning that you were to time your downswing when you felt it was safe.
Watching the lions closely, you waited until all of their backs were turned towards you then jumped, swinging down dangerously low over their backs.
Eren cracked his whip to keep their attention on himself but one lion had seen you swing and was determined to get you when you came back the other way.
As you came back down from the apex of the swing, that lion turned to face you.
Eren growled at it and hit it with the whip to get it to turn away from you but to no avail- you were heading straight for it.
Before you even had a chance to scream, a strong male had jumped through between you and the lion and had grabbed you around the waist, ripping you off the swing and doing a roll with you tucked safely into his embrace.
The second he jumped up, he had you clutched into his chest with his other arm outstretched with whip towards the lions.
All three had started to stalk towards you both but his commanding aura pushed them all back as he yelled and demanded that they pay attention to him.
With one arm, still around you, he drove the lions back to their cage and slammed the door shut then locked it.
You wanted to just say a plain thank you and leave it at that, but your body was on fire now and before you knew it you were in the middle of a heavy make out session with him.
“Come to my tent,” you panted between kisses, unable to pull your lips away long enough to say your sentence without interruptions.
Eren just let you lead him, his silence only making his body language louder as he stalked after you.
You could feel his eyes all over you as you led him out the back door of the main arena to your tent.
The two of you were so focused on getting into a private space that you didn’t see if anyone had seen you heading off together but what did you care anyway? You were about to have Eren between your thighs and you didn’t care if everyone within the campgrounds heard you two.
The second you entered your tent his arms were around you, spinning you around so that he could hold your much smaller frame against his lean muscular one as he backed you over to your bed.
As your lips connected and tongues initialed either others mouths, your back hit the bed, hands all up into the back of his messy bun as puffs and huffs of delight escaped your lips.
In a fit of passion, clothes were torn off, similar to a lion ripping shreds of meat off a fresh carcass, bodies laid bare as muscles contracted and relaxed and fingers traced every contour and line.
After more kissing, Eren pulled back from you and unbuttoned his pants. You knew you were in for a ride when you laid eyes on it. His cock flicked out of his briefs, shaft- long and rigid, his flesh pink tip pulsating as blood rushed along the underside and forced him straighter.
“I want that inside me, now,” you demanded, stretching your bare legs out to the side as wide as you could.
There’s a saying that dogs start to take on the look of their owners and vice versa, and for a second you wondered if it extended to the large cat breeds- because the look in Eren’s eye was nothing short of wild and untamed.
He caged you in, his knees sliding up under your thighs to force your legs up and still open as the underside of his cock slid warm over your pussy opening and clit, massaging it and rubbing it with the little bit of pre-cum that had slipped from his opening, coating your pulsating bud.
You moaned encouragingly, knitting your fingertips into your bedsheets as you locked your carnal gaze onto your untamed beast.
He looked so calm… eerily calm, as his hips rocked slowly back and forth while his gaze settled on your face.
As he moved, he could feel the underside of his cock getting wetter and wetter and he knew you were ready.
“You don’t need to put a condom on. I’m on the pill,” you said, making the invitation more than inviting.
“I’m clean,” he replied. You knew what he meant. Every year your ringmaster would make you all go and get tested for STI’s. If you weren’t on top of your health you couldn’t perform so it was a necessary measure.
Arching his hips back so that his tip lined up with your pussy lips, he leaned forward, sheathing himself easily into your slippery hot core.
You went to let out a cry of delight but suddenly his teeth were around your windpipe, making you feel like a gazelle that that just lost to its hunter.
“Don’t make a sound,” he growled against your throat, the vibrations of his words against your voice box making you cough a little.
He held you down like that as his hips moved rhythmically back and forth.
“Holy fuck! I’m either super turned on right now or he just fits me so well that each thrust is hitting all the good spots,” you moaned internally, still grabbing onto your bedsheets for dear life.
Eren was releasing a low grunt with each thrust, that deeply erotic sound heightening your experience.
“Faster,” you panted, starting to feel the sting from his teeth as he clamped down a little harder.
Picking up the pace, he thrust harder into you, the rush of air from his nostrils against your skin, making you sweat a little.
“Eren,” you panted in a hoarse voice, “holy shit… holy shit… fuck me, fuck me harder!”
Spurred by your begging, he complied, his sudden jump in pace shaking the bed as his hips smacked into yours.
“Oh~,” you whined in a strained voice, “I’m gonna cum~,”
You didn’t have a chance to say much more because at that moment your body took over and the orgasm coursed through your veins, numbing your mind as raspy moans of pleasure manages to escaped your crushed windpipe.
You felt Eren’s body contract too, at some point in the middle of your orgasm, and he emptied into you, relief washing over his tensed body once he had finished.
He let go of your windpipe, his jaw making a click sound as it unhinged. And as you lay there panting, you reached for your throat to feel the marks.
“That’s deep,” you whispered, your fingers tracing the very obvious indents from his teeth.
“You’re mine,” you heard Eren say in a low voice as he got off the bed for some tissues to clean up.
“I’m not complaining,” you replied with a smile.
~ END ~
“You have something to tell me?” The ringmaster said as you entered his office 3 months later.
“I… I’m leaving the circus,” you said in a worried, shaking voice, but trying to be strong.
“What?!” he exploded, “you can’t fucking leave!”
“She can. And I’m leaving too…” Eren said as he entered behind you and wrapped an arm protectively around your waist from behind.
“You two had better have a good reason for this,” the ringmaster growled.
You lovingly reached down to where Eren’s hand had slipped from your waist to your lower abdomen.
“I’m pregnant,” you said with a loving smile, closing your eyes happily when Eren bent a little and kissed the top of your head.
~ END ~