you and armin are currently making out on his bed. his hand roaming up the sides of your body, getting a good feel of it.
your arms were wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss connection you guys have. his hand slipping by your neck, made you let out a breathy moan.
you removed yourself from the kiss, placing your forehead against his. both of you breathing heavy, trying to find air to share.
“put your hand around my throat.” you said, looking at him with doe eyes.
he gulped, eyes slightly widening at the statement. “pardon?”
“put your hand around my throat, please,” you said again, sounding more desperate.
he looked at you, slowly placing his hands around your throat just like you asked. “like this?”
“squeeze it please.”
and he obeyed, adding pressure little by little making you moan. he pulled you in for another make out session, and we all know where that led up too.
Mikasa
you and mikasa were just going at it. underwear off, bras off, y’all were just ready. she kissed you, while rubbing your clit, swallowing your sounds.
she detached herself, going towards your neck, her lips nipping at your skin leaving purple marks that are hella visible. though her lips were there, your throat felt empty.
“mikasa put your hand around my throat, please,” you begged.
and her hands are already there, gripping on the sides of it making you whimper. she pulled you closer to her face, while as her fingers were going inside of your mouth and you coated it with your saliva as she went back to playing with your clit again.
she went back to kissing you, tongue overlapping with yours, as she pulled away to hear those pretty sounds you make.
“so sensitive princess.”
Hange
hange knows you so well you don’t even have to ask her to do shit for you.
you were at a party, dressed up in a silky blonde dress that stopped at your thighs and revealed the crease of your boobs.
a group of men tried talking to you, but hange was next to you. they didn’t say anything, they didn’t want to say anything. all they could do was smirk.
“what’s your number?” one of the guys asked, walking close to you forgetting that hange was next to you.
you were standing still, looking at that man dead in the face hoping hange would say something. they usually does the talking but all of a sudden they didn’t.
the men just kept asking questions that made you uncomfortable and hange, pulled you in for a nasty kiss right in-front of them.
they already knew how much you liked being choked, so you really didn’t have to say anything. they wrapped their hands around your exposed neck, kissing you even deeply. their eyes making eye contact with the men that were standing infront of you.
they let go of you. you looked away from hanges gaze. their hands still wrapped around your throat.
“her number is this pussy i fuck, dot eight eight eight.”
Eren
You were sitting on his lap having a regular make out sess like you always do when you go to his house.
the kiss was getting heated and you felt something spring up in between your legs. his colored patched pajama pants not doing him any justice.
he tried to shift you off of him but you enjoyed the feeling of his dick pressing against your cunt. you began to grind against him. his dick hitting the outside of your clothed pussy in the right spots.
“that feels so fucking good,” he groaned, his head back on the couches pillow.
he was grinding up against you, holding onto the arm of the couch. both of your mouths were slightly open, your head thrown back nothing for it to lay on.
“eren, put your hand around my throat please.” you gasped, feeling his balls rub against your entrance.
eren put his slim fingers around your throat, squeezing at a pleasant tension you like. you moaned feeling your stomach shoot up with signals you were soon to orgasm.
“you’re such a slutty bitch, you know that right?”
Levi
you and levi don’t have make out sessions often. he feels as though he’s not a good kisser and he gets embarrassed after kissing you for a while.
his lips were latched onto yours, going at a slow passionate pace. after every kiss was followed after a sound, a breath, an echo.
his was hovering over you, shirtless. while you guys were kissing, you were tracing your finger on his chest. sneakily thrusting upwards to close the space between you two.
he saw the hints and came down on you, grinding on you lightly, feeling the shape of his dick on your pussy. he broke apart the kiss, now kissing down your chest.
“levi,” you whispered. “put your hands around my throat,”
levi stopped kissing your chest, his eyes looking up towards you. his jet black hair covering his forehead wrinkles as he did so.
“absolutely not.” he said, going back to kissing your body.
“please! levi please, i need your hands around my th–“
his hands were around your throat to shut you up. his grip made your eyes roll, the feeling of his warm hand around your neck plus the tight tension did it for you.
“shut up with that begging shit. you know i hate it when you beg.”
☆ warnings ☆: js a lil smth for my armin girlies! very light smut nth too crazy 18+, oral (f receive, you sit on his face 😛), armin is obsessed with you, so when you asked him to be your tutor he thanked his lucky stars.
"Excuse me, Miss L/n, could you stay after class, there's a pressing matter." your chemistry professor Mrs. Clark announced whilst sending you a look after she graded your assignment. "Yea i'll stay." you mumbled opening up your macbook, checking the damage, '13% no. fucking. way.' sure you weren't the best student but it was never this bad.
Class was finally over and honestly you wanted nothing more than to go back to your apartment and take a long ass nap. "Miss L/n, don't keep me waiting! Come here please." honestly you didn't want to hear what she had to say, but if you wanted to pass this class you would have to work your ass off. "Yes ma'am, what's the matter?" you were trying to be polite and sweet so maybe she'd have mercy on you but, that plan didn't work.
After 25 minutes of her lecturing you about your grades, she finally offered some help. "I would suggest you get a tutor, it could give you that extra push you need. Hearing the same stuff from me everyday clearly isn't helping you." She looks at you and shrugs, "You can see yourself out now, enjoy your afternoon." As much as she annoyed you, your professor was right, and you had the perfect tutor in mind.
Armin Arlert. Not only was he smart as fuck but he also had a gorgeous face. It made perfect sense, if that pretty boy had been teaching you chemistry you probably would've had perfect attendance and 100's on all your assignments. You saw him walking off campus and rushed after him, you weren't sure if he would help, but what's the harm in asking?
"Hey Armin!" he turned around looking for who was calling him then he spotted you waving him down. 'is y/n looking for me?' he felt his stomach do an olympic level gymnastic routine (😜) and swallowed the lump in his throat. He was captivated by you, there was just something so perfect about you. The way you laughed, your voice, your beautiful eyes, your entire being had him enthralled.
He walked over to you, "h-hey y/n" he tried not to get too nervous but the small voice crack gave him away. "hi! i was wondering if you could do me a favor?" you batted your eyelashes and smiled brightly. "o-oh! y-yea of course, what's the matter?" he said it almost too quickly, Armin was just glad he could talk to you. You studied his face, it was perfect, the way his glasses sat on his face, the pink tint on his lightly freckled cheeks, even his pink plump lips. 'wait, why is he blushing?' you smiled at the thought, this would be so easy.
"s-so you need m-me to tutor y-you?" he stumbled over his words, an hour and thirty minutes alone with you, luck really was on his side today. "Yup, that's it! Think we could start today?" you checked the time, it was 3:47. "You could come to my house now if you're free! There aren't any distractions and it would be just me nd you!" There was no way Armin was turning this down, "yes that works for me." 'fuck yea i finally made it through a sentence without stuttering' he smiled softly showing his teeth, and your knees nearly buckled.
You opened your door, the scent of vanilla and strawberries clouded Armin. Your place was comfy nd clean, "You can sit at the table over there, I need to shower quickly if you don't mind!" He nodded his head 'i can't believe im in y/n's house right now' he pulled out his textbook nd laptop, not that he would really need it.
"Thank you so much for waiting!" you walked out of your room in your pj's and matching house slippers. "You want anything to drink? I've got dr pepper, pineapple fanta, nd water." Armin watched you walk to the kitchen, your small shorts shrinking with every step, "u-uhm dr pepper is fine. thanks." You sat back down with the two drinks, your boobs bounced slightly in your exposed cheetah print push up bra. you noticed Armin's face heat up and slightly turn pink, you decided to tease him.
you leaned over the table and showing more cleavage and placed your hand on his arm, "Do you mind explaining this to me? I don't get it" Armin tried not to make eye contact with you and took a sip of his drink, but when he finally gave in your seductive eyes almost killed him. He choked on the dr pepper, "um y-yea it's dea-" "Wait.. do i make you nervous?" you cut him off, not caring about chemistry anymore, that assignment could wait.
You scooted closer to Armin and leaned in close to his face, "you're a very pretty boy Armin, did you know that?" You looked at his lips and back at his eyes, "n-no I've ne-never-" You went to kiss him and he immediately took the chance. His soft hands instantly squeezed your tits, and you ran your fingers through his soft blonde hair. The kiss was sweet but it was also passionate, it felt desperate like you both needed more. Armin slid down the straps to your top and bra, freeing your boobs. His soft hands pinched and rolled your nipples, you softly moaned into his mouth and he slipped his tongue in. But he still wanted more.
Armin pulled away from the kiss, face flushed and cheeks red, with a light sheen on his lips from your lip gloss. He lowered his mouth to your right nipple, slipping it in while still playing with the left. Your hands were still tangled in his hair, tugging at his locks. Armin left hickeys all over your chest, wanting to mark you, he needed to know that this wasn't a deluded dream and that you were right there letting him touch you. He looked up at you while sliding your tit out of his mouth with a pop, "c-can we go to your room?" his face was filled with lust, he looked so divine. "of course" you stood up and grabbed his hand, leading him to your room. Armin was anxious obviously, but the was something he needed.
You laid in your bed with your legs propped up on Armin's shoulders as he sloppily ate you out. "Fuck Armin! right there please!" He sucked on your clit, he needed you to cum, he wanted to taste how sweet you were. "o-oh fuck armin, mmhm, right there" He came up, his lips covered in your arousal, " I want you to cum in my mouth y/n." He went back to sucking your clit, you felt a familiar pressure build up in the lower half of your stomach,"a-ah mm armin. That feels soo good!" You could feel yourself about to unravel as he pushed his tongue in and out of your hole. "Cmon y/n, c-cum for me, please." he felt you pulse on his tongue and pull his hair, he started getting sloppier.
Your thighs squeezed his head as you felt your high coming. "ah Armin 'm gonna cum, fuck!" you moaned out as he sucked on your clit, making you throw your head back and squeeze your eyes closed, mouth dangling open. You felt yourself squirt and looked down at Armin watching him lick up everything.
"Can, can you s-sit on my f-face?" He wanted you to say yes, he needed you to say yes. You looked at him puzzled, "You want me, to sit on your face?" "Yes. please y/n." You nodded your head at the blonde, Armin quickly sat down, laying down fully when he saw you stand over him. You straddled his face, not fully sitting down all the way. "Y/n sit down all the way please, I promise I'll be alright." You listened and sat down.
"o-oh fuck armin, oh my god please!" his nose rubbed your sensitive clit as he continued tongue fucking you, his groans vibrated against your core. He loved the way you moaned, it sounded so heavenly, it was his new favorite sound. You needed more, you started to slowly grind on his face, "c-can you go faster y/n please." You picked up the pace, his tongue worked wonders, it was like Armin knew exactly what you liked. "a-ah Armin! 'm too sensitive, gonna cum again" You were on cloud nine, his tongue continued the ravaging pace. "c-cum for me sweetheart." The overstimulation and sloppy licks to your clit drove you over the edge "Fuck! ah Armin!" your vision went clouded as you came down from your high. Armin was satisfied, this was all he needed, to taste every bit of you.
a/n ☆: hiiii my lovebugs!! firstly i js wanna say i'm so grateful for all the interaction with "Never get yo bitch back!" also next part will be coming soon! lmk if y'all wanna get tagged in my future projects!! (y'all like the color switch for different characters or js keep pink?)
a/n: we all know how easily upset he gets and i love me a lil sumn mean🤭🤭.
Tw:: Heavy Choking, MeanDom!Sanemi, Brat!Reader, Some fluff if you squint, Degrading, Roughness/Aggressive, Slapping. (Everything is consented)
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“sanemi, it’s not even that serious my nigga. you bitchin’ bout sum that don’t even affect you.” you barked, staring dead in your boyfriends evil glare. his eye twitching at what was being said to him.
“the fuck did you just say to me?” he says lowly, clenching his fists into a ball. his veins visable from his arms up to his neck.
“i said what i said. if there’s a problem we can fix it.” you knew you were pressing his buttons and you were slightly terrified but you had to hide it so he would take you more seriously.
his glare got more dark, his chest rising up and down slowly and it anticipated your blood to see what he was gonna do next. in an instant, his hands were wrapped around the base of your throat, he aggressively squeezed forcing a peep between your two toned lips.
“say sorry, y/n.” he whispers, staring at your eyes.
“nah, you know i’m right.” you said confidently, your hand barely wrapping around your boyfriends forearm.
“oh really?” he smirks, eye twitching while doing so. his hand not leaving your throat as he dragged you (not literally) towards the bedroom you shared, stumbling on your own feet.
“say sorry, y/n” he said once more, placing you onto the bed.
you stayed silent, eyebrows furrowed with your hand still on his forearm. he rose his eyebrows waiting for your response.
he rubs his lower body against your crotch, pushing his dick against you. you yelped at the sensation, the grip from your hand on his forearm loosening.
“n-no.” you said semi-confidently and once again he thrusted his clothed dick against your clothed crotch. you could feel his dick pressing against you, the feeling in your stomach getting more powerful at the feeling of seeing sanemi angry. the butterflies you had were controlling your entire body.
“if you want me to apologize, you gotta fuck it out of me.” you smirked, toying with his emotions. you knew what you were setting yourself up for and he was down for a challenge.
“bet.” he smirks, letting go of your neck and taking your leopard print pjs and undergarments off. his mouth getting straight to work and so did your back. you arched upwards as you felt sanemi’s tongue gliding straight on your clit, his mouth sucking on your pussy as his head moves side to side rapidly. you grab his white hair loving how he’s making you feel but he slaps your hand hard, hard enough for you to say ‘ow’ but get pleasure from the pain.
he grabs your clit between his teeth, licking and sucking on your pussy over and over in the right spots. you couldn’t help but moan at his amazing pussy eating skills. he moved down towards your hole, sticking his tongue in and out while moving the tip of it up and down. you let out a muffled moan, not wanting to show him how much power he has over you. you bit down on your finger, rolling your eyes as he used his thumb in a circular motion to play with your clit.
“s-sanemi-“ you groaned, legs trembling with each lick he gave you. he knew you were about to cum, so he stopped. spitting on your pussy and using it as a lubricate to fuck you with his fingers. your pussy contracted on his thick fingers and before you knew it you felt the whole world come crashing on you till it didn’t. he pulled his fingers out placing them on the inside of your mouth.
“you gon’ say sorry?”
you shook your head side to side not having the opportunity to speak because of his fingers in your mouth.
he picked your body up, flipping you on your stomach. you saw where this was going and he really knows how to get you. he knows how much backshots make you feel and how much you wish you couldn’t control your mouth but sadly—in this position? you can’t.
without a warning he slips himself inside of your pussy, you moan, loud. pretty sure it was loud enough that your neighbor obani could probably hear you. you already felt yourself getting ready to apologize when his dick rubbed against your g-spot, filling up any space within your gummy walls.
“when you gon say it y/n” he taunts, gripping your hips and smacking your ass hard, leaving you with a loud yelp.
“i-i’m not!” you responded, your eyes rolling back not under your control.
he sighs, putting one leg up as his dick angled differently hitting a spot that fuzzed your mind. forgetting the entire situation. you felt your stomach getting a pool of pleasure and butterflies.
“fucking me so good..” you whispered, your ass recoiling into your boyfriends.
he speeds up, not wanting to hear that answer. your moans were on the beat of his thrusts against your ass. body slightly trembling as you gripped the sheets and your feet curling. you placed your face in the pillow, drool soaking a spot on the pillow as you felt hazy and not able to focus from the pleasure.
“i’m–i’m sorry! im sorry, i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’m so fucking sorry, fuckk” you begged, feeling your body crashing down and shutting out. sanemi still fucks you through your high as he felt his coming to approach. he grunts and pulls out jerking his seed on your back, seeing your body tremble from the powerful orgasm you had. sanemi smacked your ass, hovering over you as your eyes were closed. he gave your cheek and nose a little kiss.
“we both got what we wanted, fucking brat” he laughs, going to the bathroom to get a clean towel to wipe off your back.
hii can i request virgin reader dry humming connie and having a shared orgasm for the first time (w/out penetration pls) 🫦🫣💗
𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝- 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐡𝐮𝐠
Your heart almost dropped to your ass when your bedroom door swung open "Con what the fuck!" You ripped your headphones off your head. You didn’t hear him entering your apartment in the first place and you completely forgot that he had a double of your keys.
Connie was your best friend. The two of you's friendship was unexpected despite being in the same friend group, but when he kept you company at a party two years ago after getting dumped by your ex, you became inseparable.
"Relax, damn" he chuckled, throwing his bag in its usual corner, and jumping on your bed "fuck, I'm so tired, training is killin me" he groaned, making himself comfortable in your pink sheets.
"I don told you to stop bustin in here like that" you got up from your desk, slamming your laptop shut "and get off my fucking bed with your dirty ass" you kissed your teeth approaching the bed as you saw him sprawled out like a star fish on your freshly washed bedsheets.
"I'm beat and you screamin in my ear right now ?" he kissed his teeth, his eyes slowly opening to look up at you "give me a massage or sum, ma" he grinned, his sharp canines showing.
"I'm not your damn girlfriend nigga get up!" You furrowed your eyebrows "get up, Connie, I'm serious" you reached over, grabbing his arms to drag him off your bed. Foolish of you to think you could easily move this grown ass men just like that.
"you really are.." Connie laughed, grabbing your arm and pulling you forward, forcing you to straddle him to not end up in an even worse position "a fucking pain sometimes" his voice dropped, licking his lips as his eyes ran down your body.
"Con, stop pullin' shit like this." you crossed your arms, trying to cover yourself from his prying eyes. He smirks at the attempt.
"stop playin" he grabbed your hands, intertwining your fingers with his. Your lips parted to cuss him out but instead, a moan escaped when his hips pushed upward, his hard on pressing gently on your clothed clit. Your nails dug into the back of his hand, your hips naturally grinding to feel a bit more friction since the both of you were fully clothed.
"Connie." his name comes out a sweet whine.
"tell me to stop and I will" he said, letting go off your hands to grab firmly onto your waist, pushing you down even more "feels good, baby ?" he looked so smug asking you that but you could only nod desperately begging for more "Cmere" he smiles, pulling you in until your lips met. You indulged in a hungry kiss, your hands grabbing his face to deepen the kiss. In the midst of your make out session, your eyes snapped open when your felt him push your hips down harder on his clothed hard on, pressing your clit against his tip, drawing a nasty moan out of you “grind your hips, mamie” he whispers in your ear.
You obliged, slowly moving your hips back and forth, letting the friction of your clit against your best friend’s dick erasing your common sense. It felt so good and god it didn’t help the way Connie was fondling your ass, giving it a few slaps that only further drenched your panties “connie…fuck” you’re grinding faster and faster, losing yourself in his touch as he kisses your neck, sucking hard in the hopes of leaving some marks.
“fuck, mamie” Connie chuckles, at your increase in speed “I’m gon cum if you keep going like that” he groans, gripping at your hips to slow you down but there’s no use. After all, he was dealing with a touch deprived virgin right now “hmm baby” he lets out, feeling your pussy pulsating against his twitching cock.
Your moans are getting louder, you feel something coming up, your body is trembling. Fuck you’re really about to cum right now ? Just from this.
“God-fuck..connie” your voice trembles, feeling yourself reach your high, panties dripping and the sensation so overwhelming you barely notice Connie cuming himself until you feel the sticky mess in his grey joggers beneath you. But, that post nut clarity hit you like a truck.
“Don’t come up in here like that anymore, Con” you regroup yourself, and slide off that man.
“damn, it’s like that?” He laughs, watching as you grab a towel and throw it at him.
You tried your best to act like he wasn’t the first man to make you cum. He was your best friend and you couldn’t risk ruining anything with him after all.
armin’s dick may not be the biggest but only the lord knew what he was doing when he was giving armin sexual abilities. this man, can fuck. good, rough, soft, sweet, passionately—all in between. he knows how to hit the right spots, making you grip the sheets and curling your toes. eyes rolling back without your control and mouth gaped open so wide he could just spit in it. when he has you in backshots, lawddd, he gonna make sure you feel it. his built body slapping against your ass, he slaps and grips it leaving his hand prints. his dick sliding on your g-spot, leaving you mumbling and unable to speak. “mm–armin..ri-right t-there” he’s feeling your tight pussy clamp down on his dick, giving him more motivation to keep fucking you the way he is. your body jerks over and over till his dick pounds in you, making you orgasm in silence. you couldn’t even let out a sound you just had to let it go. armin feels your pussy contracting on his dick and he couldn’t help but moan along with you and cum deep inside your sweet pussy. filling you up with his kids and slapping your ass softly, pulling his dick out to see his cum and yours drip out of you.
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` ·. if you’re reading this i hope December is good to you. make the most out of this new month, begin healthy habits to take into 2024 ♡ wonderful things are ahead for you. sending love and hugs, please accept
my nigga armin is so vocally gangsta when he’s fucking you. while armin was hovering above you, you were lying on your stomach. moaning and grinning at the way he slides his long, slightly thick dick inside of you. with your head turned to face him, you murmured, "armin, i wanna ride you." armin suddenly thrusts inside of you, causing your lips to open as loud, explicit sounds emanate from it. "how badly do you wanna ride me mama?” "arminnn, fuck, i wan’ to r-ride you so bad, so bad!" your palm tightens on the sheets, and you groan involuntarily as his cock continues to kiss your g-spot. he placed both of your arms behind your back after taking them. “you gon’ take it all? you gon’ take all this dick, baby?” you respond to him incoherently, eyes rolling to the back of your head. “uh huh— i’ll take you ‘s ‘fuckin’good!” armin grins, his bottom lip being captured by his gorgeous teeth. his mouth opens and he lets out a loud, breathy "oh my goddd." as he felt your pussy squeezing down on his cock indicating that you were soon to orgasm. after pulling out, he lies on his back. "you can’t cum yet. take this cock deep in your pussy like you said you would.”
@slvt4conniee wrote this. please do not share to any other social media platforms, thank you.
When they turn on the vibrator at the wrong times - JJK EDITION
Characters: Gojo, Getou, and Toji.
A/N: it’s weird that i want to experience this one day in my life? yes..? ok🥲
💦😲
Gojo
you were at a job interview with your boyfriend, gojo. he wasn’t supposed to come due to no guests being allowed but he doesn’t give a fuck about what people have to say. his face all in his phone, as what you thought he was playing subway surfers; you felt a sudden uneasy chill go down your spine.
“and what do you expect at this job? how will this job impact your future?” the interviewer asks you. a pen and notebook in his hands.
you gulped loud enough for gojo to hear, but silent enough to where the interviewer couldn’t. through your peripheral vision, you felt such a naughty smirk from gojo’s lips.
“i expect to have a deeper understanding with my patients, hoping to make a better environment for the people that t-trust–ha~ me–“
the interviewer eyebrows furrowed. “are you okay?” he asks.
“she’s fine.” gojo chimes in. “go on baby! you got this.” he whispers teasingly.
you look over at him annoyingly. an angry glare telling him to ‘stop’ but knowing gojo he won’t listen.
“sorry, i suddenly got nervous. uhm—a better environment for people that trust me and this job will impact my future by influencing m-mngh~hmm”
your head flew into your hands, your body trembling as your legs squeezed together. moaning quietly into your hands, gojo put his hands on your back rubbing softly.
“my love what wrong?” he says, pulling you close into his chest. “are you that nervous?”
your hands grab onto his shirt, your braids falling over your face as you took your lips in between your teeth–sighing shakily and body trembling ridiculously.
“w-we can do this interview another time..” the interviewer said, packing up his things embarrassingly.
gojo nods, rubbing your back caressingly for the public to see but sexually for you to know. you lifted your head up from his chest, your edges lifted up from the tiny beads of sweat sparkling in your forehead.
“p-please turn it off. i came twice!” you whispered yelled.
“hmm… should i? it would be lovely to see you cum some more on our way home.”
Getou
you and getou were currently chilling in class. you were sitting next to the window while as he was sitting on the other side of the classroom.
your professor talking absolute non-sense to the class. practically everyone was dozing off to sleep. you were following along, trying to understand the math question being given to you on the gigantic screen.
“y/n can you read the problem out for us please.”
you sighed, shifting in your seat to feel more comfortable. before you could even speak, you jumped in your seat pressing your legs together under your desk.
you gripped the sides of your chair, closing your eyes as you felt a powerful orgasm rush through you. a soft moan escaped your lips, making one of your classmates turn to look at you questionably.
“y/n whats the hold up?” getou says, looking down on his phone; his thumb moving in all types of directions.
“getou, put your phone away before i have to send you to the dean.” your professor announces, saving your second orgasm. your body trembling visibly to those closest to you.
“y/n may you try again?”
you nodded in response. “the question reads, if m-ngh—“ you put your hand over your mouth, pushing your chair back to get out the classroom as soon as possible.
you sit outside the classroom, trying to catch a grip with the waxed gray floor, your head falling in between your legs, moaning at your second orgasm passing within you.
you felt your phone ding. your hair semi messed up as you pulled your phone out from your pocket. a message from getou.
monkey man🐒
gender neutral bathroom in 5mins. you sounded so pretty, needa’ hear more of you baby
sent at 4:35pm
“fuck you getou” you whispered to yourself, heading straight to the bathroom just like he asked you.
Toji
you and toji were currently in the gym, doing pull ups together. you were trying to go at his speed but you failed miserably.
“tryna’ keep up mama?” he questions teasingly, a soft grin at his lips.
you felt your arms feeling ready to fall off from your shoulders. you let go of the pull up bar, shaking your arms out.
“worn out already?” toji chuckles, doing atleast 15 more pull ups before coming down with you, grabbing his bottle of water chugging it down.
“thirsty already?” you teased back, taking only a few sips of your water.
“i jus’ did 3 reps of 30 pull ups with no break. of course i’m thirsty darling”
you rolled your eyes, heading over to the leg press. you got a wipe and cleaned the equipment down before you took a seat, positioning yourself comfortably.
you put the weight to 75lbs, holding on the side of the bar. everything was going smoothly, your feet pressing the pad, legs extending and bending. you finished one rep successfully but the the last 4…
toji was standing over you, counting the amount of leg presses you were doing. while you were in the zone you felt a vibration go through pussy. powerful and strong, you had to open your eyes and stop to take a break.
“2 more reps baby, let’s go.” he says, encouraging you.
you whimpered and sighed at the sensation, wanting to fall over and let the sensation fully take over you but you couldn’t. you had to continue the bet you and toji made this morning.
“one more baby.”
you were now moaning, sweat forming on your forehead slightly ruining your edges. your mouth parted open and your legs stopped pushing the pad of the leg press. your eyes rolling to the back of your head, mouth ajar when you felt an orgasm soon to be approaching you.
“why’d you stop? you have 15 more left, i hope you’re not giving up this easily.”
you couldn’t even hear him properly. waves of pleasure poking at your stomach, begging for freedom through your orgasm.
“t-toji—mmngh–im c-coming.” you whisper sighed.
toji being the bitch he is, turns up the vibration level. your moans became into sighs, your hand closes to his shirt gripped him hard.
“what’d you say? i can’t hear you mama.” he smirks, teasing you.
“toji! ah–fuck! toji! im co-coming!“ you moaned, your back lifting up off the equipment. your legs pressing together, teeth caught in between your lips to capture your loudness.
toji turned off the vibrator. your body still seizing at the orgasm that just flew through you.
“aww, you lost the bet! which means your poor little pussy is mines tonight.”
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Don’t be afraid to write that fanfic . Regardless of the film, celebrity, book, show, character, sexuality, genre, or whether you think it's good or not write it! There isn't nearly enough fan fiction for us to appreciate or relate to as it is. We’re just as important as any other reader and if the fandom claims that the character would never be interested in a black person, and?! How the hell they know? There's a reason it’s called fan fiction... Don't be ashamed to write it because you fear nobody will read it, they will. It's important, in my opinion, that black readers be able to visualize themselves in the book. So write the story! 🫶🏾
okay but just imagine a brown-skin, blonde locs, and pearly whites with blue braces armin rizzing you up? you guys just sit at a dinner table, his first time taking you out in a date. he’s waiting for you to step foot into the restaurant with his black tux and locs pulled up into a bun with little leave outs. the doors open and here you come with a beige silky dress, your blonde hair going past your waist and your shoes are silky to match the dress. making your way over there the people in the restaurant give you quick glances and stares, admiring your beauty. armin gets up, he smiles hard when he see’s you. as you got closer to him he gives you a kiss on your lips, not giving a fuck if they had lip gloss on them. he moves your chair back, gesturing his hand for you to sit down. what a gentlemen :(. you sit down, and pushes you in. let’s say after 20 minutes, you guys are just eating and talking about spending the future with each other. pretty cute right? armin noticed you had dropped a little sauce on your dress, he grabbed a napkin and went over to you bending down on one knee.
“baby you got a lil sum’ rii there.” he says pointing down at your dress.
your eyes widen, quickly looking down at your dress you saw nothing but you felt armin lifting your face up, his thumb on your chin and index finger under your chin pushing your attention towards him.
he pulls you in for another kiss, leaving your lips smiling after.
Warnings: unprotected sex, choking, hair pulling, pet names, Connie speaks spanish, Connie is a panty thief, multiple orgasms, fingering, mirror sex, mating press, cream pie, super fluffy at the end.
Word count: 4.3k
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“Cairo please stay still so mama can change your diaper, your dad will be here any minute.” You plead with your toddler, rushing to put on his diaper.
“Damn it Connie” You mumble at the sound of your doorbell ringing, of course he shows up early when your hands are full.
“Mama, papa’s at the door.” Your oldest, Cj, says as he eats his snack at the kitchen table.
“Have you tried opening the door from papa?” You ask him, trying and failing to hide your sarcasm.
Your son sighs out dramatically and pauses his Ipad. He drags his feet to the front door and opens it.
“Cj! Que paso papa?” You hear your son’s voice perk up as he and his father start speaking Spanish.
“Your Spanish is magnificent papa, I see your mama is teaching you well?” He looks over at you and stifles a laugh while you wrestle with Cairo.
“I’m trying to. There! Go ahead and be free.” You huff and lean back on your arms, tilting your head to the side with a smile on your face as he toddles over to his father.
“Ven aqui hijo!” He exclaims, immediately scooping the small boy up into his arms as he kisses all over his face.
You stand up from your spot on the floor and grab your phone to check the time. You have a date tonight and who better to watch your boys than their father.
“Mama you didn’t give papa a hug yet” Your son points out, hiding a sneaky smile behind his hand as he giggles.
“He’s right mami, you’re the only one who hasn’t given me a hug.” He sets your younger son down and walks over to you slowly with his arms open wide.
“You guys think you’re so sneaky don’t you?” You look between the both of them and playfully roll your eyes.
You walk over to Connie and wrap your arms around his waist, you let out a gasp when he tightens the hug and rubs his hands up and down your back. You can't exactly explain it, but the way he’s hugging you kind of made you miss him being around.
“Make sure your little boyfriend has you back at a decent time.” He pulls away from you and gives you a smile.
“Okay one, Tyler is not my boyfriend he’s my work friend. And two I will let you know how the night goes when I come back.” You give him a quick kiss on the cheek then head to your room to get ready.
After about 45 minutes you finally finish getting yourself together. You make your way to the living room and swing your purse onto your shoulder.
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“Alright boys, I’ll be back by 11. If you need anything ask your father, and Connie if you need anything you know who to dial.” You dig through your bag for your keys and look up to see your sons and their father staring at you.
“What’s the problem?” You ask, rolling your eyes and resting a hand on your hip.
“Mommy it’s cold out you should wear a sweater” Cj says, walking over to the coat rack.
“Yeah mami, you should really put on a sweater. We wouldn’t want you to catch a cold now, would we?” He asks, eyeing you from head to toe as you apply your lip gloss.
“It’s 78 degrees, you guys are doing too much” You check yourself over again and grab your keys.
“Have fun!” Connie and the boys say in unison which brings a smile to his face.
“Alright, who wants to watch scary movies and eat ice cream?!”
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Connie quietly backs out of the boys room and pulls the door shut as carefully as he can.
“Finally, those boys can play all night long.” Connie mumbles to himself and turns to walk down the steps.
He stops in front of your door and stares at the shiny knob in front of him. He rubs his hand over his face and steps inside what used to be your shared bedroom and looks around.
He chuckles to himself as the memories of you two in this room take over his mind, so many nights full of laughter, tears, moans and whimpers. Nights he wishes you two can hopefully have again.
A red fabric catches his eyes and he raises an eyebrow as he squats down to retrieve the piece of cloth. He unfolds the fabric and is surprised at the sight of your skimpy panties in his hand.
He stuffs the panties into his back pocket and can’t help but fantasize about the things he’s going to do to and with the pretty underwear. He decides to leave the room now before you come home and catch him snooping.
Although that wouldn’t be such a terrible thing, he always points out how sexy you look when you’re pissed off.
He jogs down the steps and out to your back patio, he makes himself comfortable and pulls out a bag of weed and a pack of wraps.
“Now for my favorite part of the night” He says out loud, talking to nobody but himself.
He opens up the wrap and dumps the contents out into your little trash bin next to the coffee table. Connie starts focusing so hard that he doesn’t notice you stepping inside the house.
You kick your shoes off and throw your bag onto the sofa nearby, you look around the house and shake your head at the sight of him outside. You can’t help but smile at the sight, pushing down the memories trying to come back up.
“Are you going to stand there and be pretty or come and join me?” He asks, not needing to turn around to know you’re watching him.
“I’ve always hated when you do that.” You cross your arms and sit next to him on the sofa.
“Yeah you hate a lot of the things I do, how was your little date?” He says, lighting up the blunt.
“I see where Cj gets his listening problems from, it was not a date. But we had drinks, he bought me dinner and we just talked.” You shrug your shoulders and take the blunt from his hands.
“You two just talked? You’re all dressed up all pretty and you just talked.” He makes a face and nods his head as if he’s trying to understand.
You cough up some smoke when he says the word pretty and pass the blunt back to him.
“Connie, you think I’m pretty?” you ask teasingly, moving closer to where he’s seated.
“I didn’t say all that, I said you dressed up all pretty.” He pokes your nose and takes a long drag, holding the smoke in his mouth as he leans his head back.
Your eyes trail up and down his figure and you can’t up but bite your lip at the sight of his tattoos. Your body moves before you can think and you trace your finger over your favorite piece on the side of his throat.
Your name, you both were so young when he got the tattoo. He asked you for a suggestion and you jokingly said your name, but to him he wanted nothing more than to do it.
He would do absolutely anything to make you happy, in all honesty all he wants to do now is make you happy.
“If you didn’t think I was attractive you wouldn’t have gotten my name tattooed on your neck.” You say to him as you trace your finger over the red ink.
He laces his fingers with yours and rubs his thumb over the back of your hand.
“You know I think you’re the sexiest woman alive, you gave me two boys. To me you can’t get any more gorgeous than you already are, yet somehow you always do.” He kisses your knuckles and sets your hand down.
You feel your face warm up as he speaks and his compliment has you at a loss for words.
“It’s getting late so I should head back to the apartment. Ony is gonna get into my stash if I’m not quick enough” You nod your head and stand up behind him.
“I’ll lock the door behind you” you give him a small smile and he walks back inside. You follow behind him and walk towards the front door.
“Thank you for watching the boys tonight, tell Sasha I said hey” To your surprise he just chuckles dryly and rolls his eyes.
“Yeah that ended two months ago, I guess I forgot to tell you” he throws his hood on and puts his hands in his pocket and shrugs.
“Connie what the hell happened!” You slap him on the arm and wait for him to explain. He lets out a sigh in annoyance and rubs his hands down his face.
“It just didn’t work out. We fought way too much, and she kept saying crazy shit that just didn’t make sense.” He keeps his answer short to avoid diving too much into detail about the situation.
Crazy shit like what?” You cross your arms and stare at him in anticipation.
“She thinks I’m still in love with you, I told her I wasn’t anymore. She called me a fucking liar, I got mad and yelled then that was the end of it”
You’re taken aback by his statement and look around the room awkwardly. You couldn’t help but wonder if what she said was somewhat true. He gets ready to head out the front door but stops when you speak.
“Connie, are you still in love with me?” You quietly ask, walking up to him.
He freezes in his tracks and refuses to make eye contact with you. He lets the door knob go and turns to face you, leaning on the door as he looks at you.
“Why does it matter if I do or not? What’s gonna change between us if I say yes?” He pushes off the door and walks over to where you’re standing. Your stomach twirls at how close he gets to you and you twiddle with your thumbs.
“Connie…” You step as close as you can and pull him towards you by his jacket.
“Don’t start something you can’t finish mami, that’s why we got Cairo now.” He wraps an arm around your waist and stares deeply into your eyes.
You close the gap between you both and press your lips against his eagerly. He drops his bag to the floor and wraps both of his arms around your waist, pulling you in as much as he could. You push the hood off of his head and run your fingers over his hair, basking at how much it’s grown these past months.
“U-upstairs, take me to the bedroom.” You say against his lips, shrieking when he picks you up by your legs. You cover your mouth with your hand to stifle a laugh as he quickly makes his way to the bedroom, almost tripping up the steps.
“Be careful or both of us are sleeping alone tonight.” You threaten playfully and he pinches your ass in return.
“Yeah, in your wildest dreams cariña. You already got me in here and it’s gonna be hard to get me to go away this time.” He pushes you up against the door and connects your lips again. He grabs your cheeks to deepen the kiss and slides his tongue inside your mouth eagerly. His hands travel down your body slowly, and he pulls the tie open on your shirt.
You let out a sigh as your breast fall from the shirt, moaning into his mouth as his large, warm hands massage your nipples. You bite down on his bottom lip as he tugs on your nipples, he rubs over the buds to soothe the sting.
“Oh baby you’re just as gorgeous as I remember.” He pulls you off the door and lays you on your bed, looking down at you with a glint in his eyes.
“Connie don’t just stare at me, you know I get self conscious.” You whine and pull him down on top of you by his shirt.
He chuckles at your desperation and pulls his shirt off to reveal his tattoos and muscular figure, your fingers absent-mindedly gravitate towards his abdomen.
“You want to touch them baby?” He asks teasingly, taking your wrist in his hand to place on his body. You trail your hand down his body and lick over your lips.
“You know what I was thinking, mi amor?” He pushes you back on the bed completely and starts to pull your jeans off your legs.
“Now that the tattoo parlor is up and running, I think you should finally let me put some ink on you baby.” Your panties come down with your jeans and he bites his lip.
“Yeah papi? I think I’ll let you put your name on me this time.” You say, enjoying the idea of his name on your body.
His head drops down between your thighs and he nips at the skin, wrapping an arm around your thigh.
“I think imma put it here, right next to these pretty stretch marks over here.” He rubs his hands up and down your thighs ever so gently, sucking on the skin until a mark forms.
“N-no, you know I hate-” You're cut off by a tattooed hand wrapping around your throat.
“I see you’re still as hard headed as ever, huh?” He asks, picking you up and moving over to the middle of your bed.
“W-what are you doing?” You ask, looking back up at him in confusion.
“Since you still don’t listen, I’m going to have to show you how beautiful you are. Remember baby, that’s the whole reason I even put the mirror up.” He kisses your cheek and spreads your thighs apart.
“Que bonita, no?” He asks, taking two of his slender fingers to open your lips up to him.
A low groan leaves his lips at the sight of your sweet hole clenching around nothing. You let out a whine and nod at his question, he smiles and presses a kiss to your cheek.
“Good job baby.” He praises, his lips leaving soft kisses down your neck.
He rewards you by sliding two of his fingers into your needy cunt slowly. You arch your back and let out a low moan. Connie takes his free hand and slaps it over your mouth.
“You wanna wake the boys up mami?” He asks, smirking at the way you clench around his fingers.
You shake your head and squeeze your eyes shut as his fingers meet with your g-spot. You feel your orgasm creeping its way up your body as you get closer.
“I remember what that face means, you gonna come on my fingers mi amor?”” He asks, speeding up the pace of his fingers, curling them upwards to draw you closer to your release.
The coil in your belly snaps and you come on his fingers quickly, throwing your head back onto his shoulder. Connie takes your cheeks in his hand and pulls you in for a deep kiss while you spasm around his fingers, he rubs your clit with his thumb and you whimper in his mouth.
“T-too much, I want to feel you inside of me. Please papi, I need it so bad.” You beg, he looks down at you and bites his lip at how whiny you sound.
“You want me to fuck you princesa? Want me to fuck you until you can’t speak, you want me to breed that sweet little pussy?” You moan at the thought of him filling you up with his cum and nod your head.
He chuckles and bends you forward so you can see the mirror, you bite your lip when his sweatpants and underwear get pulled down his legs. His cock is standing upright, the tip is red and already leaking precum.
“Watch me in the mirror, okay?” He rubs a hand down your back and you nod in return. He gives himself a few strokes before he guides himself inside your pussy.
You let out a gasp as he continues pushing himself inside, he makes sure to be slow and careful as he eases himself in.
“Holy shit baby, you’re so fucking tight. Relax for me baby, I know you remember having me in there. It’s only been a few months.” He leans down and kisses the side of your forehead.
“A-ah it’s been six months!” You let out a loud moan into the sheets below you as he bottoms out inside of you. He throws his head back in pleasure and grabs your hips, he grits his teeth as he resist the urge to immediately start pounding into you.
“Well then we have lots of catching up to do. L-let me know when you want me to move, I don’t want to hurt you.” He tells you, gently trailing his fingers up your back, needing some sort of distraction to prevent himself from fucking you like a wild animal.
“It’s okay” You lift your head up from the sheets and make eye contact with him in the mirror. He flashes you his bright smile and leans down to press a kiss to your lips. His hands make their way to your hips as his own start to form a steady rhythm. You grip the sheets as his tip kisses your cervix each time he fucks into you.
“Connie!” You gasp, your chest pressing down further into the mattress. Gripping the end of the bed like your entire life depends on it.
“Fuckkkk, missed this tight pussy so much baby girl.” He digs his nails into your skin and forces your ass back onto him. Your moans turn into whimpers as you feel your second orgasm creep up.
“‘m gonna cum papi, I'm coming.” You warn him, he picks up his thrust and rolls his hips as you come around him for the second time tonight. Your head falls down in exhaustion and you feel his hand wrap around your chin, forcing you to face the mirror.
“Is it too much baby? You know our safe word never changed?” He teases, his hips begin to pick up their pace, you cry out in pleasure the deeper he fucks into your cunt.
“N-no! I-I can ngh…I can take it.” You look at him in the mirror and he can’t help but bite his lip and tangle his hand in your hair. He’s got you flushed against his chest as he fucks you like it’s the last time he ever will.
“Yeah? You sure you can take all of me baby?” He pulls your head back more and smiles down at your fucked out expression, smashing his lips against yours passionately.
“We’ll see about that won’t we?” He pulls out of you and you whine in protest. You’re about to complain, but he quickly flips you onto your back and places each one of his arms next to your head so he’s looking down at you. You feel your face warm up at how intensely his brown eyes stare back into yours.
“I missed you.” You confess, rubbing your fingers up and down his tattooed arms.
He presses a gentle kiss to your lips and lifts one of your legs up, taking advantage of the new position and immediately pushing into you again. You instinctively wrap your legs around his waist and he finds himself fucking into you again.
“I missed you so much, sweet girl, so. fucking. much.” He groans between each thrust and you arch your back in pleasure, his tip immediately finds your g-spot and you feel a warm sensation build up in your lower belly.
Connie took your legs from around his waist and pushes your thighs up to your chest. You go to let out a loud moan, but are interrupted by Connie wrapping his ringed fingers around your throat.
“I know it feels good baby, but you’re gonna wake the boys up.” He gives you an evil smirk and picks up the speed of his hips. He parts your lips with his thumb and slides it between your lips.
You wrap your lips around his thumb and look up at him with teary eyes, holding back a scream as he continues his assault on your pussy.
The sound of heavy breathing and wet skin slapping against each other fills the room. Your eyes roll to the back of your head and your jaw goes slack as Connie continuously pounds into your cunt.
“Look at you, my sweet girl. No one else can ever see you like this, entiendes?” He asks, you try and respond but are too fucked out to even form a proper sentence.
Connie's fingers tighten around your throat and his thumb finds its way to your overstimulated clit, he rubs quick circles on your nub and your eyes go cross.
“I asked you a question sweetie.” He leans your face down and forces you to look at him.
“Y-yo entiendo papi, o-only belong to you. Fuck fuck! papi I’m gonna come! P-promise I’m only yours! Ah fuck” You say urgently, your pussy clenches around his dick and you feel your climax approaching. This one definitely feels stronger and more intense than the other two.
Connie lets out a loud groan as your pussy clenches around his shaft, his hips start to lose their rhythm as he gets closer to his orgasm.
“Fuck yes that’s it cariña, I wanna feel you come all over me. Give me one more baby.” He bends down and presses a hard kiss to your lips, his hips buck into yours rapidly and he can’t hold on any longer.
“Fuck Y/N, voy a venir bebe! Want me to fill that sweet pussy up and put another baby in you? Think we should try for a girl this time, don’t you think?” You nod your head desperately, and he rubs your clit with his thumb again
You bite down on his bottom lip as your final orgasm runs throughout your body. Your eyes squeeze shut and all you can see is pure white, your entire body starts convulsing. Your essence shoots out and splashes against his abs, down both of your legs, and onto the bed sheets below.
You come so hard your pussy sucks Connie in deeper and he squeezes the skin of your thighs as he comes deep inside of you. He moans against your lips and you let out a sigh as you feel his come fills you up.
“You okay? You looked like you almost passed out.” He presses his forehead against your and smiles at you while you regain consciousness.
“Y-yeah I’m okay. Also, i feel like now is a good time to tell you that Tyler is a happily married man with no interest in me at all.” You inform him and he rolls his eyes.
“Happily married men can still want to fuck you if the oppurtunity allows.” He retorts and you hold back a laugh.
“Even gay men Connie?” You raise an eyebrow and the look on his face is absolutely priceless.
“Y’know there are in fact exceptions to the rule.” He mumbles into the crook of your neck.
“I really am sorry about you and Sasha.” You run your fingers over his hair and rub his cheek with your thumb.
“Don’t sweat it, she was right in the end and I just didn’t want to admit it. I’ve loved you since we were 16, just cause we break up doesnt mean I can just give up everything.” He leans on one hand and you sit up to kiss him in response
“I love you Connie, I want you to come back home with us. No more fighting okay?” He nods and pulls you into his chest, rubbing his hands over your back.
“No more fighting baby, I promise. From now on we’ll only argue about dinner, what movie to watch, and what outfits we’ll put the boys in.” He says jokingly, you laugh at his antics and nod in return.
“If it’s okay with you, I’m gonna pull out before you get me all excited again.” He warns, you whimper at the feeling of emptiness once he pulls out of you. Your eyes widen when his fingers take the place of his dick, you look at him in shock and he feigns innocence.
“Well we wanna make sure you get pregnant, right?”
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“Okay Mrs. Springer, when you feel the next contraction I want you to push as hard as you can.” The doctor says and you nod your and begin to push through the pain and pressure.
“There we go baby you got it! Keep going Y/N!” Connie encourages you, holding one of your hands in both of his.
A small cry breaks out into the air and the doctor guides your baby out safely, she holds the baby up and you fall onto your back.
“It’s a girl!” Connie exclaims and instantly bursts into tears, you can’t help but also shed tears as she’s laid on your chest.
Connie places multiple kisses all over your face and looks at the new baby in front of you.
“She’s gorgeous Connie, she’s so perfect.” You sniffle and giggle when you make eye contact with the small baby.
“She sure is, she looks just like her mama. My sweet little Cecelia.” You give him a large smile and nod in agreement.
“Cecelia is perfect, my little Cece.” You giggle at the nickname and rock the small girl in your arms as she whines.
“I love you Connie.” You say, rubbing your thumb over his cheek.
