you've only been with your sweet boy armin for a couple weeks, but he's already so dependent when it comes to you... shy!nerdmin x reader
warnings: smut, virgin armin, spitting+saliva, oral sex, p in v sex, college!au, begging, masturbation, mild dacryphilia, very mild somnophilia, breast play, and so forth and so on.
armin was the sweetest, most innocent ever.
he kept his grades up, and honestly, he was labeled weird to everyone. not that he cared. you were more known than him, and it wouldn't be wrong to say you were quite popular.
so when you told everyone about your relationship, which he almost begged you not to do, everyone was shocked.
now lets go back to the first sentence. armin was the sweetest, most innocent ever.
all the skirts and short shorts you wore, all the crop tops or the way you were instantly comfortable with only being in a bra in front of him, despite seeing the way he put his pillow on his lap to hide the bulge in his pants.
aw, he was so sweet when you asked him to help you zip up the back of a dress you wore, and when you went out to go to one of the college parties with your friends, he stared at a picture of you on his phone as he got his rocks off in his room while his door was locked, waiting for you to come back to his house.
him telling all his nerdy little friends about how you're the best girlfriend ever, and even telling his mom about you.
"she's really nice. the best girlfriend ever."
and yes, you were nice. the way you helped him with his hair every morning before you both went off to campus.
when you walked with him, you leading the way down the sidewalk, he just couldn't help but look at your hips... and your ass. the way it moved so nicely in any bottoms you wore.
when you helped him pick his pencil up in the hallway, the color of your purple panties flashing him from the barely dress-code-safe skirt, making him quickly look away with a red flushed face and making sure no one saw.
ugh, he gets boners every day. he's so weird. he has to go to the bathroom all the time, hiding his pants with his backpack just to go let out a nice one in some tissue and flush it down the toilet.
despite everything he did, or fantasized about, or wrote in his diary about, you never did anything with armin.
until the night his parents left, and he had the whole house to himself for two days. but little did he know, two days was all you needed.
he stayed up later than you, and as he typed on his computer, trying to complete assignments early, he couldn't help but glance over at the way his sheets hugged your curves.
his eyes moved from your body, to his computer, his typing slowing down as they trailed back over to you.
focus, was all he was telling himself. but you were the most beautiful girl ever in his eyes. he couldn't focus on anything other than you. him and all his little chat friends knew that.
to make matters worse, armin was such a virgin. your typical virgin who knew nothing about women but that they had pussies and were almost scary to talk to.
he closed his laptop, sitting it on his nightstand and pulling the sheets off of his legs. why do these things always happen? he had another boner. he tried to tell himself he needed to stop jerking off to you so much, but gosh, you looked so damn good.
maybe if he just... palmed himself to calm himself down?
he reached down, putting one hand in his sweats and softly rubbing at himself. he let out a small whimper, closing his eyes and biting his lip.
no jerking off. only palming.
but he couldn't help but lightly squeeze at his dick, softly moaning at the sounds of your breaths, imagining them closer to his ear.
he had to control himself.
he took his hand out of his pants and sighed, scooting closer to you, and wrapping his arms around your waist, nuzzling his nose in your neck.
"y/n...?" he whispered, careful but to startle you. "y/n, I miss you." he whispered again.
you hummed, slowly blinking your eyes before reaching back and rubbing through the back of his head. fuck, you only made his boner worse.
armin closed his eyes and rubbed his nose in your neck, getting aroused just by the way you smelled.
you already knew what was happening. how? because every time armin gets horny, he touches your waist. any other time, he's too afraid to do anything.
"you miss me?" you mumbled, tilting your head away to make room for him. he slowly nodded. "yeah..." his warm, heavy breaths against you turned you on just like him.
you licked your lips as armin moved closer. that's when you felt him against your ass. "you're horny? that's why you miss me?" you sat up and pulled the sheets back. and behold, a damp spot on his sweats.
as his face got red, he slowly nodded, looking at his pants. he was so embarrassed with himself, but he knew you were the only one that would make his disgusting fantasies come true. you were the only one that would fulfill his needs, and that's all he wanted.
you smiled, pushing him onto his back and sitting on top of him. "you're such a cutie, 'min." you smiled, leaning down to kiss him.
poor baby could barely kiss you back, he was too focused on the fact that you only wore panties, and the fact that you were on top of him, and the fact that when you leaned forward, you slightly grinded against his bulge.
"ah.." he moaned softly, looking down. you felt him throbbing against you, begging for you with his body.
"ill help you..." you moved your hips once against him, making him close his eyes and whine a little. "but you cant cum quick. got it?"
he tried his best, he really did.
but when you told him to sit up, just so you could put your ass in the air, and that perfect arch in your back to suck him off, he was on the brink of a climax.
the way you sucked his pretty pink tip so softly, and your saliva mixing with his precum.
the way you spit on it, and it dripped down to his base. he didn't know you could go that far down.
your warm mouth and hands wrapping around him so nicely, he couldn't help but beg.
"m-more... please..." he whimpered and stammered, his knees buckling and him gripping the sheets, being too afraid of grabbing your pretty hair.
what a foolish request for armin to make.
"oh... my... gosh...!" armin moaned out, gripping your hips as you bounced on his aching dick.
ugh he was so embarrassed, because his eyes were watering. so much to the point that tears of pleasure were rolling down his cheeks.
the sound of skin connecting and your wetness mixing, the way his dick was bigger than you'd ever expect it to be, it drove both of you crazy.
"ugh, fuck, 'min!" you threw your head back as you kept your hands on his knees to keep your balance. the way your breasts bounced so perfectly in front of him, he couldn't help his self. he just wanted to look at them. and... play with them.
he raised your shirt, eyes threatening to close as he licked his salty lips at how soft they were, his warm hands brushing over your nipples, fuck, it all felt so good.
he loved that the more he pinched and rolled your nipple between his fingers, the more your pussy throbbed around him, and the wetter you got.
the more you moaned his name, and the more he wanted to cum.
"'m...'m gonna... you gotta get up..." he whined, grabbing your hips, but you didn't budge. you actually started bouncing faster and harder. "s-shit!" the sweat dripped down his forehead, and he slowly shook his head.
"you can cum in me, 'minnie..."
that was all you had to say before he whined and moaned and shook, digging his nails into your hips and bucking his more and more as you rode him through his limit.
poor armin, his dick was so sore, and it throbbed even after he came.
his only punishment for not making you cum with him was his face between your thighs, and his glasses on the nightstand.
he hummed into your pussy as your thighs nearly suffocated him, and his face was cutely squished between them. his lips and chin were so wet, and his eyebrows furrowed as he softly sucked and licked your clit.
he loved the way you nearly dominated him, and when you arched your back, constantly repeating his name mixed with curse words.
when your slick mixed with his saliva as he flicked his tongue over your clit multiple times, oh it was to die for.
he was getting off again, rubbing his hips slowly and subtly against the sheets.
he even put his tongue inside of you, bobbing his head back and forth. and when you started to throb against his tongue, he closed his eyes as you shook, and your thighs tightened around his messy head, finishing right inside his mouth.
dripping on his chin and around his lips.
"armin..." you bit your lip as he raised his head and crawled over you.
you kissed him, your own wetness mixing between you and his tongue. as you wrapped your legs around him, you felt the sticky substance on his pants between your legs.
armins hands slowly moved back towards your shirt, and under it, softly gripping at your waist.
he looked at you with his soft, glossy, blue eyes.
"can we do it again...? please?"
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