Throught the Screen (pt. 2) — Armin Arlert, Attack on Titan
Part 1 | Part 2 (you are here) | Part 3 (coming soon…)
Summary: Armin finds out his pretty new dorm mate is a cam girl.
Tags: college AU, cam girl reader, thrusting machine, viewer nerdmin, male masturbation, fleshlight
Word Count: 2k
a/n: tried to proofread but i probably missed stuff again, art by mochikuyo
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The next morning Armin wakes up earlier than usual, already half-hard from the leftover images that had followed him into sleep. He stays in bed longer than he needs to, palm pressed over the tent in his boxers. Only when he hears the shower turn on does he finally force himself up.
He makes coffee, trying to look normal.
You come out of the bathroom twenty minutes later with damp hair and a soft sweater that slips off one shoulder. The bare skin makes his stomach twist. It reminds him of yesterday.
"Morning," you say, voice a little rough from sleep. Or maybe from moaning.
Armin's throat tightens. He manages a quiet "Morning," that comes out shakier than he wants. A flicker of confusion crosses your face, so he quickly hands you a mug of coffee.
Your fingers brush his when he does. The contact is ordinary, it has happened countless times before, yet now it feels forbidden. Wrong in the best way.
He turns to escape into his room when your voice stops him.
"Uhm, Armin?"
He spins around too fast. "Yes?"
You're biting your lip looking almost nervous. "When did you come home last night? I didn't hear you."
His heart nearly stops. For one terrifying second he is certain you know. That you somehow figured it out.
"Very late," he lies. "I was at the library until 10." He was here much earlier.
"Oh. okay."
"Why do you ask?" He catches himself fidgeting and forces his hands still.
"Just curious." You give him a warm smile. Those used to make his day better. Now it makes him ache. He mutters something about needing to get ready and retreats into his room before he has the chance to says something stupid.
The day drags and drags longer and longer. Every time his phone buzzes he half hopes and half fears it's a notification from the site. His mind keeps replaying the exact moment you came. The way your eyes fluttered and the soft broken sound you made. He couldn't focus on classes, imagining him replacing the toy instead.
By the time he gets back to the dorm that evening, his stomach is tight with anticipation and his pants are uncomfortably tight from the way his hard cock is pressing against them.
It almost hurts.
You are already home, door closed again and he can guess what you're doing right now. It's almost 9 p.m.—the time the stream is supposed to start.
Armin sits down on his bed with his laptop open, headphones on so this time he won't miss a single sound.
The stream finally goes live.
You're in different lingerie this time. A black lace that barely covers anything.
"Hey guys," you purred, settling in front of the camera. "Missed me?"
The chat explodes, greeting you, giving you compliments. Armin types something. 'More than you know.'
Your eyes flick to the side of the screen. A small, genuine smile tugs at your mouth. It feels like you're reading his message specifically. His cock twitches hard. He shoves his sweatpants down and wraps a slick hand around himself, stroking while you tease.
You spend the first twenty minutes running your hands over your body, pinching your nipples, showing the chat how wet you already are, biting your lip.
"You know," you say, looking straight into the camera in a way that feels aimed only at him. "something got delivered today and I would like to try it out with you."
You drag a thrusting sex machine into view. Armin's breath catches. "This machine is linked to donations," you explain with a soft giggle that fades out into a quiet moan. "So every time you decide to make me a little gift this will start moving. I'm looking forward to getting fucked real good tonight."
He needs you so fucking bad it borders on pain.
You smear some lube over the thick attachment. A donation comes in and the machine jerks to life for a second. You laugh.
"Ohh, not yet, guys—its not inside me yet!"
Armin almost groans out loud. Please put it in. Please.
You do. You sink own onto the dildo in one smooth motion, a soft cry leaving your throat. Armin is already reaching for the fleshlight he left within arm's reach. He pushes inside the same moment you bottom out, the tight silicone. Heat making his hips jerk.
“Talk to me,” you whisper to the camera, voice already shaky. “Tell me what you’d do if you were here.”
Armin’s fingers fly across the keyboard, desperate, almost frantic. 'I’d pull you down all the way and keep you there. Make you feel every inch. I’d kiss that little sound out of your mouth every time you try to be quiet for the neighbors.'
You moan louder than before, hips rolling faster.
“Fuck… yes.” Your voice cracks. “The walls are thin, you know. I have to be careful… but sometimes I don’t want to be.”
Are you responding to him?The thought nearly tips him over. He strokes harder.
More donations flood in. The machine starts thrusting into you properly. You cry out, loud enough that Armin hears the real version through the wall faintly. It makes his head spin. He is so close already, he is leaking into the toy.
You start reading messages out loud, voice getting shakier with every one. Armin strokes in time with your movements, free hand clenched in the sheets.
Then the machine suddenly stops. No new tips. You look puzzled, still perched on the thick dildo, chest rising and falling fast.
Armin doesn't think, he just reacts. He buys a large stack of tokens with shaking hands and dumps a heavy tip.
The machine surges back to life, fucking up into you hard. You moan, eyes fluttering.
"Thank you, Nerdalert," you gasp, looking directly into the camera. "God, you're spoiling me…"
He types again, almost pleading. 'Dont stop please I need to see you cum i need it.'
You whimper at the message, riding harder, the machine pounding you while your fingers work your clit. Armin fucks the fleshlight in the exact same rhythm, thighs trembling.
"I'm close," you pant. "Fuck… don't stop… Please."
He types. 'You're so fucking beautiful like this, wish it was me.' 'I wish i could feel how wet you are, cum for me. let me hear you."
Your break with a high, broken cry, body locking up as the orgasm hits. The sound punches through the wall at the same time. Armin follows a second later, hips snapping up hard as he spills into the toy with a muffled groan, vision going white at the edges.
You collapse forward after a few moments, laughing breathlessly, cheeks flushed.
"Holy shit… that was intense." You look at the camera again, voice still shaky. "Thank you."
The stream ends a few minutes later.
Armin cleans up in silence, heart still racing. Through the wall he hears you moving around again—soft footsteps, the quiet click of a laptop closing, the rustle of blankets.
Then, unexpectedly, after maybe ten minutes your door opens.
He freezes.
Light footsteps cross the common area. A soft knock sounded on his door.
“Armin?” Your voice is quiet. “You still awake?”
He swallows, debating whether to pretend he’s asleep. But the thought of you standing out there, still flushed from what you just did on camera, is too much. “Yeah.”
A pause.
“Can I come in for a second?”
His pulse roars in his ears. He yanks his sweatpants up, snatches the used tissue and the still-messy fleshlight, shoves both under the bed, closes every tab, slams the laptop shut, and forces his voice to sound normal. “Come in.”
You step inside wearing an oversized t-shirt that barely covers your thighs. When you shift your weight he catches a flash of tiny, tight shorts underneath. Your hair is messy, cheeks still faintly pink. You look exactly like someone who just finished getting herself off on camera, and the knowledge makes his cock twitch traitorously.
You lean against the doorframe, arms loosely crossed.
“I… couldn’t sleep,” you say. “I didn't want to be alone, that's why im here. Is that okay?”
Armin nods, trying not to stare at the way the shirt clings to your body, the soft outline of your breasts, the bare stretch of thigh.
You walk over. When he turns he realizes the fleshlight is still half-visible under the edge of the bed. He inconspicuously shoves it further under the bed just in time. You sit on the edge of his bed, close enough that he can smell your shampoo and the faint, sweet scent of sex still clinging to your skin. He wouldn't notice it if he didn't knew.
Neither of you speaks for a moment.
Then you glance at him sideways, a small, unreadable smile on your lips.
“Do you… want to watch a movie maybe?”
“Uh. Yeah. Sure.”
“Yay.” Your smile widens. “Let’s go to the living room. Can you grab some snacks from the kitchen? I’ll look for something to put on.”
He nods, almost grateful for the excuse to put distance between you before he does something stupid. He slips out, pulse still hammering, and heads to the kitchen.
Behind him he hears you pad into the living room and open his laptop.
In the kitchen Armin stands in front of the open fridge for far too long, staring at nothing. His mind is a mess. He wants you so badly it feels like a physical ache low in his stomach. He wants to walk back in there, push you down on the couch, and tell you everything.
He finally grabs a bag of chips and two sodas and walks back.
You’re already settled on the couch, laptop open on your thighs, scrolling. Your expression is carefully neutral, but there’s a faint pink still high on your cheeks. You don’t look at him right away.
“Found anything?” he asks, voice a little too tight as he sets the snacks down and sits beside you—close, but not quite touching.
“Still looking,” you murmur.
What you don’t say is that the moment you opened the laptop, the recent tabs had popped up the way they always do on his browser. One of them was the cam site. Another showed your exact username. Your heart had stuttered. You clicked. And there it was—Nerdalert’s profile, the tip history, the messages from tonight and last night. Every filthy, desperate line he had typed while you rode that machine.
It’s him.
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have part 3 mostly finished as well, have to look at it again tomorrow and see if i like it! (Spoiler they finally fuh in part 3😝)
hope you liked this :P
