Dirty Thoughts ââË
what the aot men think about when they touch themselves âËâ
ïčË â ïž”ïčâč àč  àč âčïčïž”
CONTENT WARNINGS : SMUTTY, mentions of your sex life with the boys, masturbation, lots of jerking off obvi, these boys are freaks, heavy petting, mentions of blowjobs, fingering, handjobs, face fucking, non consensual photo taking, mentions of non consensual phone sex (reader is unaware), pillow humping, armin is kind of a perv im not sorry, brief mentions of oral f!receiving/cum eating if you squint, mommy kink, shower sex, slight size kink, light cum tribute if you squint, slight public masturbation, overstimulation, unprotected sex and creampies
TRIGGER WARNINGS : there are mentions in one of the scenarios with the boys where he took photos of you without your consent, as well as one sided phone sex where the reader is unaware it is happening, besides that i can't think of anything else but if there's smth i missed pls lmk !
includes : eren, armin, jean, reiner, connie, levi and erwin
word count : 5k
what's playing : love to love you, baby by donna summer
a/n : happy late birthday to me ! this is just pure self indulgence as a bday gift to myself but i still wanted to share nonetheless hehe. i hope you all enjoy, if you do pls lmk in the comments bc your guys' love means everything to me <3
eren (àčâąïčâą)
contrary to popular belief, eren doesnât jerk off a lotÂ
his depravity runs deep thatâs for sure, heâs got a plentiful imagination that can easily aid him in his alone timeÂ
and yet he never really puts it to use often
unless heâs extremely pent up or so bored that nothing else seems interesting enough except for masturbatingÂ
and when he began dating you, he couldnât keep his hands off of you, finally having obtained a beautiful, perfect outlet to release his pent up energy intoÂ
why would he spill over his knuckles when he could just do it inside of you?Â
but when youâre far and gone from him, and when he misses you too much to bareâŠÂ
heâs not above jerking off while thinking about youÂ
if anything he thinks itâs romanticÂ
and depending on the severity of his desire and the amount of patience he has or lack thereof, the scenarios shift aroundÂ
if the hunger for you is a slow burn, one that lightly simmers throughout the day until it bubbles over into an explosion of burning heat inside him, then heâll start off slow, making himself horny without even realizing itÂ
like when you had to go out of town for a week to visit a sick family member, his mind kept lingering on the last kiss you two shared before you were offÂ
how you went up on your tippy toes, your hands cupped around his jaw as you kissed him deeply, tilting your head and angling into him with a soft moan of contentment in his mouthÂ
you pulled away, resting your forehead to his, a little breathy giggle falling from your lips and fanning over his, like you caught the way you were losing yourself in the kiss for just a second too longÂ
you gave him another peck as you began to pull away, your hand faltering from his jaw, down to his chest, drawing out your touch before you leftÂ
he kept thinking about it, replaying it over and over in his mind, his stomach fluttering at the thought of how your breasts felt pressed to his chest, how you were the one who deepened the kiss and held his face close to yours, how a fucking moan slipped from you and all he did was kiss youÂ
and his mind trickled over into the obscene, and he imagined pushing you up against the door, one hand around your jaw, forcing you to look at him, and the other locking the door behind youÂ
heâd have cupped your pussy over your pants and rubbed your clit with the heel of his palm, watching how you crumble so quickly and spread your legs for himÂ
then heâd unzip your pants and flip you around, tugging your jeans just under your ass, making the already plump flesh swell from the material bunched beneath itÂ
his hand would slide under the sweater you had on and heâd be greeted with the lack of a bra, and heâd grope and squeeze your breasts while fingering your soaked cunt, forcing you to kiss him while he fucked you on his fingersÂ
then in his mind, heâd have you jerk him off, while in reality he was fucking his fist, desperately pretending it was your soft hand wrapped around himÂ
heâd try and really sell the fantasy for himself, squirting lotion into his palm and warming it up before going right back to it, the vision behind his closed eyes extending the scene into him fucking you up against the door, burying himself deep into you and rolling his hips against your ass, never fully pulling out, just shifting enough to provide you both the much needed frictionÂ
heâd be moaning in your shared bed, his heavy eyes parting just to glance over at your side, wishing you were there while he pictured your naked body, groaning heavily as he focused on your presence even if you werenât thereÂ
heâd finish to the thought of filling you to the hilt, stuffing you full of cock while he cums in you, each spurt inside you making you completely full of him
heâd be shuddering your name as he came, murmuring in broken sentences of âfu..fuckinâ mine,â and âmy girl, my girl,âÂ
and then when heâs impatient his fantasies shed their gentle natureÂ
(as if the original one had much to begin with)Â
his go to is pushing you on your knees and fucking your faceÂ
despite how fucking bad he wants to absolutely fuck your throat, he holds back because he loves you and he knows heâs well endowed, and if he took you the way he really wanted toâŠÂ Â
suffice to say he fears it wouldnât be as pleasurable for you as it would be for himÂ
you can already barely take his cock as it is, when you let him into your mouth, your poor jaw gets sore so quickly and you gag when he hits the back of your throatÂ
it turns him on so much watching you sputter and catch your breath
and fuck its so hot the way you look up at him with those beautifully helpless, watery eyes, your hands trembling as you double fist his cock while you try to soothe your gag reflex before attempting to go back downÂ
itâs not that youâre bad at sucking his dick, he loves your gentle and earnest approach, loves how your slow pace makes him really focus and enjoy the feeling, how you lick up his shaft and make out with his tipÂ
but goddamn sometimes that pretty mouth of yours pisses him off and all he wants is to fuck the attitude clean off your tongue with his cock filling your jawÂ
so heâll act out this desire in the only way he can and fuck the tunnel of his palm while envisioning its your little throatÂ
heâll be hunched over in bed, one hand pressed to the headboard while the other thrusts into his fist, grunting to himself and pretending his words are falling into your earsÂ
âtake it â take that fuckinâ cock, sâall youâre good for,â heâd grit, throwing his head back with his hips crashing into his fistÂ
he cums so hard whenever he thinks about this, about gripping the back of your hair and yanking you backward, prompting you to scramble for purchase over his hips while he watches his cock fill your throatÂ
and when heâs finished he feels disgusting and guilty but itâs never enough to make him stop thinking about itÂ
maybe one day heâll work up the courage to try and bring up deepthroating </3Â
armin (â ââąâÏââąâ â)â
dear sweet, sweet arminÂ
heâs a secret pervertÂ
and although heâs your boyfriend, you donât realize how much of a debauched freak he really isÂ
he doesnât like to be loud and proud of it, instead heâs quiet and ashamedÂ
he wants to be respectful and treat you the way you deserve to be treated
especially because he just canât wrap his head around the idea that someone like you would go for someone like him, even despite all your loving reassurances that you give him, always letting him know that you feel like youâre the lucky oneÂ
but heâs not so sure youâd maintain those sentiments if you knew what he used to do before you began datingÂ
heâd hump his pillow, his long fingers curling around the soft cushion while pretending it was your hips as he thought of you, yearned for you
heâd prop his phone on the mattress before him while he humped his pillow, a quick blurry upskirt shot he took of you when he allowed you to go first up the stairsÂ
or when you fell asleep at one of sashaâs parties, he snapped a photo of you passed out on her couch, claiming it was because connie drew a mustache on you and he thought it was funny, but really he just wanted to have it so he could zoom in on your tits practically falling out your dress and your exposed panties just barely peaking out from how high your dress rode upÂ
heâd rest on his tummy, his pillow tucked beneath him and just grind, his hand shakily reaching towards his phone to pathetically zoom in on your clothed pussy
it was such bad quality, but it was enough to make him genuinely salivateÂ
the photo never failed to make him shoot a fat load into a wad of tissues, and heâd always have to rush and grab a few tissues from off his nightstand, not wanting evidence of his disgusting actions to be left on his pillowÂ
and when you finally got together?Â
he didnât think his fantasies could get more pitiful and degenerate, but of course, they didÂ
he likes to take the last article of clothing youâve worn and nearly smother himself with it, burying his face with your soft clothes and warm scent while he strokes himself, trying to copy the way you touch himÂ
he whimpers for you, calls out for you as if you could hear him, begging an invisible you to please let him cumÂ
heâd never admit this but he cums so fucking hard to the thought of you at your laptop, looking so focused and beautiful with your work, and you glancing over at him and noticing heâs hardÂ
in his fantasy, you make him speak to you while heâs on his knees, and you make him explain why he deserves to feel mommyâs pussy when sheâs clearly busyÂ
in his mind he convinces you and you bend over, paying him no mind while you continue typing on your laptop, allowing him to fuck you from behind
his front would curl tightly over your back while his hands roam all over you desperately, always paying extra attention to your breasts
his cheek would rest over the nape of your neck, and heâd breathe you in like a depraved freak, panting and whimpering about how thankful he is to fuck his mommyÂ
youâd rub your clit with one hand and continue with your work on the other, occasionally granting him a âyou feel so good baby, thatâs my good boy,âÂ
you have zero idea that he overstimulates himself in your shared bed while he moans for you, twitching while he pictures cumming in you and you forcing him to lick you clean afterÂ
âthank you mommy...â armin whispers to himself whenever he finishes cumming, catching his breath and wishing you were there to lap up the mess in his fistÂ
maybe one day heâll bring it up to youâŠ
until then itâs his pillow and him against the worldÂ
jean (â©â©â©)
similarly to eren, jean doesnât really jerk off that oftenÂ
but where they differ is that while eren never feels above masturbating, jean doesÂ
it makes him feel like a horny teen and he hates itÂ
however one sentiment that they share is : âwhy fuck my hand when i could fuck a beautiful woman instead?âÂ
itâs not that he doesnât like jerking off, itâs that heâs ashamed to enjoy it, but not enough to where he can stave off avoiding it every timeÂ
heâs only a man, heâs bound to give in every once in awhileÂ
he obviously daydreams of you when he does it, but more specifically he thinks about how soft you always seem to feel, and not just your tight cuntÂ
for example, heâll think about your arms, how delicate you feel in his grip when he grabs your forearm and pins it behind your back while he fucks youÂ
or your legs when he throws them over his shoulders and slides his fat cock inside of you all the wayÂ
or your sweet tummy, how cute it is when he kisses his way down to your pussy, occasionally sinking his teeth into the side of your belly, laughing to himself when you gasp and shyly whine for him to stopÂ
everything about you is so fragile to him, but not because he thinks youâre weak, but because to him youâre just so perfect in every way â in other words youâre precious cargoÂ
picturesque montages of your body in different angles and positions, a compilation of all his favorite moments you two have had during sex plays behind his eyes while he jerks offÂ
heâs a simple man with simple pleasuresÂ
one in particular however, he seems to revisit more often than the othersÂ
he thinks about this time you woke up from a nap and went into the bathroom while he was showeringÂ
initially he thought you just missed him and were going to hop up on the bathroom counter and talk his ear off while he shampooed but instead you ignored his affectionate greeting, of âhi my sleepy girl, you feelinâ alright?âÂ
you stared at him while you stripped off your clothes and entered the shower with himÂ
you grabbed his face and kissed him hard, hiking your leg around his hip to grind against him with the same urgency as if time was going to run out and youâd never get to touch him again Â
he was completely gobsmacked, youâd never been like that before but he was not going to complainÂ
he fell into a rhythm with you, pulling you in close and feeling the blood flood his cock in record timingÂ
he rutted against you, groaning in your mouth and gripping your ass, pulling you in harder
âhad a dream,â you finally explained, kissing down his jaw and neck, nearly sucking bruises into his skinÂ
âwhere you fucked me so good,â you whispered in his ear, pulling back just barely enough to where he could see the starved glint in your eyeÂ
âand i woke up so wet for you,â you shakily breathed out, swallowing hard as your head lulled back upon feeling him start to circle your holeÂ
âi need you so bad jean,â you whimpered, trying to angle your hips just right and make him slip inside
but he didnât need to be told a second time
he pushed in, his face falling to your tits as he started fucking you, pressing you up against the tiled wallsÂ
usually he has to finger you to get you prepared for his cock but you werenât lying, you were so fucking wet that it made his intrusion easier than everÂ
he suspected you touched yourself before you came into the shower, and the thought only made him hornierÂ
you were crazy in those small four walls, he watched you fuck yourself on his cock as you leaned against the wall, looking down at your connected bodies and rubbing your clit at the sightÂ
fuck the memory makes him so rock hard he worries his dick will just fall off his bodyÂ
he remembers how he pressed you against the glass door and fucked you from the back, grabbing some soap and rubbing it over your ass, watching your skin grow sudsy from itÂ
he dragged a hand over the fogged glass just enough to allow him to see your tits smushed against the shower door through the mirror outlooking you bothÂ
he made you watch as he fucked you hard, whispering in your ear if he was doing it just like he did in your dreamÂ
you sobbed a garbled moan, nodding like the dumb little girl you become when he gets his cock in youÂ
ugh he came sooo hard in you that afternoon, and he cums nearly just as hard every time he thinks about it
since then he prays everyday that you get another wet dream with him in itÂ
reiner (˶ᔠᔠá”˶) âčđč
reiner actually jerked off a lot before you two started datingÂ
poor thing would feel so guilty every time, always so ashamed with the notion that he was disrespecting you by doing it and that he was just too weak to stopÂ
it was honestly lamentable, how he was over you before you were hisÂ
heâd think about how warm your hand was when you gently held onto his arm while guiding yourself through a full crowdÂ
or about how good your perfume and shampoo smelled and how much of a human heater you were and are â these qualities of yours surfaced his mind specifically when heâd think about how he had to lean down to hug you, and how your scent enveloped him and how it felt as though your heat could melt ice right off of himÂ
but when you were finally all his, he didnât have to rely on jerking off to abstract concepts of you anymore
no longer did he have to only rely on things like you saying his name in the middle of a text â the simple action would somehow make him hard because oh my god sheâs saying my name she typed it she used her thumbs to pick out the letters in my name i love her so much
instead he could just actually have sex with youÂ
but when youâre not there or if youâre sick or on your period, heâd rather die than ask you and make you feel pressured, so he just takes care of himselfÂ
he thinks about your face a lot, your smile, your giggle, this specific way your eyebrows draw together when heâs making you feel really good, how your lip trembles with moans when he stuffs you with his fingersÂ
how you paw at him, at his chest and shoulders, down his fit body and beg him to fuck youÂ
he thinks about the initial push inside of you when you guys have sex, how you always gasp every time, your legs coming round to tighten around his hipsÂ
your eyes flutter shut and your lips shakily drop open from being stretched out by him, and fuck your back arches so prettily off the bed while you lift your hips, trying to accommodate his sizeÂ
youâre just this perfect sexy thing beneath him that turns him on like nothing else, and itâs honestly a true testament to his control and reserve that he can hold back from cumming immediately upon seeing you like thatÂ
so when he jerks off he replays that over and over in his mind, sinking his fist over his cock and pretending itâs him sliding into your pussy for the first timeÂ
he thinks about how he has to rock into you slowly, a steady in and out, stretching you out before he can begin to really fuck youÂ
how you whimper and start to rock your hips against his impatiently, so fucking needy for his cockÂ
he loves how much you desire him, it makes him feel so loved and needed, like heâs the only one who can bring you pleasure
he thinks about how you moan his name, doing his best to focus on the memory of your breathy cries for him while he fucks you, how you chant his name like saying it alone makes you feel goodÂ
he often thinks back to the time you begged him to cum inside you for the first time, and it does him in every single timeÂ
it was your first night in your first apartment together and you guys were breaking in your new bedÂ
he was so ecstatic to have taken this new level of the relationship with you, and you could feel it in the way he fucked youÂ
and in how he kissed your lips and down your jaw and neck, how he rubbed your clit so perfectly in tune with his thrustsÂ
âplease, please cum in me reiner, wanna feel you deep in me please, baby?â you had panted, like it hurt to think of him cumming anywhere else but inside youÂ
and fuck, he definitely granted you your wish, his hips stilled, thick thighs tensing as he came deep in you, spurting thick and heavy ropes into your tight cunt without a care in the worldÂ
he loves that memory so much, he blushes when he thinks about it and makes a mess of his fist every time Â
connie ((â·̫ââ§ÌŁÌ„Ì ))
nearly without fail connie will jerk off whenever he misses youÂ
that boy is clingy as hellÂ
itâs not his fault his girlfriend is just so damn hot !
and itâs not like you two have sex every single day, itâs just that when youâre not around, your absence is too loud for him to ignore and he begins to have those dead wife flashback montages in his head like in the moviesÂ
something you like about connie is how dirty he can be, it's a trait only youâre allowed to see, considering youâre his girlfriend, it makes sense that youâd be the only one who sees that side of himÂ
heâs so playful, fun and sweet, that sometimes itâs such a jarring 180 when he gets hornyÂ
heâll fuck you from the back and grunt for you to fuckinâ stay put when you try moving your hands away from the headboardÂ
and god forbid you wear a skirt around him when heâs feeling ravenousâŠÂ
heâll hike it up and lower your panties down to your ankles and fuck you hard, slamming his hips flush to your ass while he fists the delicate material of your skirtÂ
he thinks about these things when he jerks off and gets so upset he canât just take you the way he wants toÂ
he almost gets frustrated, huffing as he palms himself and looks at pictures of you on his phone, swiping through them until he gets impatient and shoves his sweatpants and boxers down below his hips to touch himself properly
heâll look at all the selfies youâve sent him and jerk off, throwing his head back as he imagines himself there with you when you took the photo
like with this one photo, itâs probably his favorite selfie of you, youâre in his car with no makeup, a tank top and those leggings he lovesÂ
you sent him the pic while you waited for him to grab something from your place and come back, playfully but still impatiently rushing him to return to youÂ
he thinks you look so beautiful there, so bare faced and sweet
and fuck, you werenât wearing a bra and he left the ac on for you so your nipples were hard and pressing against the thin material of your tankÂ
your thighs were in the shot too, full flesh contained by the confinements of those goddamn yoga pantsÂ
heâll stare at that photo and think about pulling you to the backseat, locking the doors and ravishing youÂ
heâd pull that tank top under your tits and rip a hole in the crotch of those tight leggings, swearing heâll buy you another pair as soon as heâs done with youÂ
heâd kiss you hard, one hand around your throat while the other takes his cock and swirls his fat tip over your clit, knocking before entering
yâknow, like a true gentleman
in this fantasy youâre dripping for him, making a complete mess of his backseat, but he doesnât care, it just turns him on that much more to see proof of your arousal smeared across the leather seatsÂ
as he zooms in on your tits, heâd picture them bouncing while he fucks you, groaning thickly at the thought of taking them in his mouth while he pumps you full of his cockÂ
his hands would be all over you, squeezing and gripping and pulling you down onto his dick relentlesslyÂ
he has got to be more careful when he gets like this because he loses himself in the hazy daydream that consists of you and him and in return accidentally cums on his phoneÂ
and although he feels irritated and disgusted with himself whenever it happens, he canât lie⊠seeing your sweet smile covered with a shot of his cum makes him twitch and almost tempted to go another round with himselfÂ
but heâll just wait until you come back home to him instead Â
levi (ÒâŁÌ_âŁÌ)
eren doesnât jerk off often because he already has you, and jean is too embarrassed to do it, but levi?Â
he hates the mess, hates giving into such primal urges, it makes him feel weak and like heâs slipping â slipping with his grip on self controlÂ
but similarly to jean, heâs just a man at the end of the day and will give in when he canât ignore the tension between his legs any longer Â
he doesnât talk about it with you, worried that itâll somehow ruin your image of himÂ
but little does he know that if you knew he touched himself to the thought of you, youâd suck his dick until he could not physically produce another drop of cum
heâs such a busy guy he doesnât really have the time to do it anyway, and he uses it to his advantage, trying to bury himself in his work instead of his fistÂ
but when he comes home and youâre not there, the feelings become even harder to push to the back of his mindÂ
heâll crawl into the bed you two share, bones heavy and tired and heart hurting from ending his day without you there with him
heâll reach out for your pillow and lay his cheek against it, exhaling lowly when his hands slowly grapple towards your blanketÂ
heâll bring it to his nose and breathe in the remnants of your scent, tangling his legs along with itÂ
heâll slowly grind against the warm blanket, groaning with both a need for you to be there and with reluctance towards the entire thingÂ
heâll keep some of the material by his nose and lips, breathing you in like a mask while he bunches up the rest of it and unzips his pantsÂ
heâll free his cock and stroke himself, hesitant to slide between the folds he made with the blanketÂ
he knows itâs dirty, knows itâs gross and itâll be a mess after heâs doneÂ
but his very rare, indulgent side will peek around the corner and remind himself that he can rush to your washing machine to wash it before the stain sets and hardensÂ
and thatâs enough for him to give inÂ
heâll shakily exhale when he feels the soft fabric of your blanket, his mind immediately racing to you and how your body was once wrapped up with the same material heâs fuckingÂ
it makes his cock twitch, just the thought of you laying there beside himÂ
heâll lean his cheek into your pillow as if it were your hand cupping him and take a deep inhale of your blanket, smiling slightly when he can make out hints of your lotion and shampooÂ
he thrusts into the tunnel of his fist covered by your blanket, shuddering as he gives in to his urgesÂ
he thinks of you and how happy you are to take care of him, to make him feel goodÂ
heâs a grown, capable adult, heâs used to relying on himself and only himself but when you came around, he slowly but surely let down his guard and allowed you to aid him in things where he doesnât even really require assistanceÂ
not because he feels as though you think heâs incapable, but because you know heâs been too capable for too longÂ
even with sex, he never saw it as a necessity or anything of importanceÂ
but now because of you heâs fucking your blanket and shakily murmuring your nameÂ
he doesnât think about anything crazy, he just thinks of your body connected with his, trying his best to separate his mind and body from what heâs doing, trying to pretend itâs your soft cunt wrapped around him insteadÂ
he thinks of you pushing him onto his back and straddling him, interlocking your fingers beside his head while you ride his cock at a slow and easy paceÂ
youâd drag your soaked pussy up and down over his thick length, spoiling him rotten while he gazes at the beautiful sight of you on top of himÂ
youâd grind your hips down into perfect swivels over him, and heâd groan, swallowing hard as his cock twitches inside youÂ
when your sex life was still new and budding, he used to want to wear condoms to ensure your lack of pregnancy and make clean up easierÂ
but when you reassured him that you were on birth control and to avoid making a mess he could just cum inside you, and that youâd be so good for him and keep it all inÂ
wellâŠ
who was he to try and argue with logic like that!Â
heâd look down and watch as you took him in all the way, making his cock disappear inside you like a magic trickÂ
you hypnotized him and cleansed his mind of all his stressors and instead filled him with pleasure as you rode himÂ
your pussy always feels so fucking heavenly when it grips him, giving him exactly what he needs and exactly how he needs itÂ
he loves cumming inside you, loves guiding you onto your back with a towel underneath you, spreading you open and watching his cum pour out of youÂ
heâll shove his fingers inside you and push your hip down when you gasp and squirm away from being too sensitiveÂ
heâll shush you and fuck his cum back into your cunt, glancing up at you with a faint smug look in his eyeÂ
âi thought youâd promise me youâd be good and keep all my cum inside?â heâd tease you, and youâd whimper, too busy trembling as he fingers your poor overstimmed pussyÂ
ugh god the sounds you makeÂ
he always muffles you with his palm but really he likes that heâs why you canât seem to hold it together and control yourselfÂ
and when he spills into the ripples of your blanket, despite his exhaustion from his orgasm, he pulls his boxers up and immediately rushes into your laundry room downstairsÂ
heâll quickly run the blanket under some cold water and then throw it in the wash, leaning against the machine and watching it spin in circles, his mind drifting off to the longing he feels for you, wishing that you were there with himÂ
erwin (àčâčoâč)â
this poor man is constantly working long nights at the office, you donât really get to see him as much as either of you would likeÂ
sure the money is nice, but damn spending time with you would be nice too!Â
sometimes you stop by and visit him at work to bring him lunch and moments like that make his whole weekÂ
heâll draw the curtains and shield the view of you away from his coworkers and other subordinates from peeking in, wanting you all to himself for what sparing minutes he has with youÂ
heâll haul you into his lap and hold your jaw, pulling you down to kiss himÂ
it never goes further than just kissing, a long wordless âi miss youâ, and sometimes heâs almost tempted to give in and forgo his important deadlines and spend that time fucking you on his deskÂ
but it never happens and you end up leaving sooner than heâd like, wishing him a good day and a promise of seeing him later that night at homeÂ
and then heâll begrudgingly return to his workÂ
heâs always one of if not the last one to leave, even though he technically doesnât have to, heâs the boss and he believes in carrying his own weight and not letting it trickle amongst people who donât have his work included in their pay gradeÂ
heâll spend that time heavily focused on his work, just trying his best to get enough done before he leaves, but sometimes, in the late hour of the night, heâll swear he can catch whiffs of your perfume in the air from when you visited him earlier in the dayÂ
it isnât a rarity, the times youâve left him with a hard cock, kissing him goodbye and innocently sauntering out of his office as if you werenât sitting directly on his clothed dick, with your warm panty clad pussy pressed over himÂ
and most of the time he just has to direct his attention back to his work and let his cock go down on its ownÂ
but sometimes?Â
he doesnât want to just sit uncomfortably with his cock straining against his slacksÂ
heâs ashamed to admit it and would never do so under any circumstances, but on occasion when he knows heâs the only one left at the office, heâll palm himself under his desk, soothing the ache before he frees himself completely, pulling the trash can in front of him just in case he makes a messÂ
heâll stroke his cock, lulling back into his chair as he exhales your name, shutting his eyes and thinking back to your little visitÂ
he thinks about making you stay with him, about hiking up that pretty dress you put on for him and shoving your panties in your mouth and fucking you
he thinks about lifting you up and carrying you towards his floor to ceiling mirrors that outlook the city, pressing you up against the glass and fucking you while he burns his lips into the side of your neckÂ
he thinks about making a wreck of you in his office, fucking you on every surface he possibly canÂ
bending you over his desk, or laying you on top of it, fucking you as you lay across his chair, on the ground, up against the wall â you name it heâs thought it and came to itÂ
he just loves the idea of doing something so filthy in a professional setting, and of you letting himÂ
he misses you so much and the way your pussy feels wrapped around his cock, he wishes he could have you teleport to him during those long nights and take care of him the way you do at homeÂ
sometimes heâll call you when heâs really desperate and needs a little something extra while he touches himselfÂ
heâll steady his breathing, apologizing if he woke you upÂ
you always say no and that youâre too busy missing him to be able to sleepÂ
he chuckles and his heart hurts but it makes his cock twitch in his fistÂ
âtalk to me, dear, i just want to hear your voice for awhile.â heâll say, balancing the phone between his cheek and neck, the cord from the phone going taut as he leans back and fucks his fist, listening to your sweet voice recount your dayÂ
heâll listen to you describe how you finally got around to cleaning your kitchen and heâll fight back a groan, imagining coming home to you on all fours scrubbing the floors and him fucking you on itÂ
or about how you went to the mall and picked up some new clothes, and maybe a new lacy set youâll have to try on for himÂ
and heâs so weak, so painfully horny for you that just hearing you say those words makes him grab the napkins from his tissue box and shoot his load into themÂ
he holds the phone away from his face to catch his breath, swallowing hard as he tucks himself back into his trousers before he picks up the phoneÂ
âokay i have to get going, i need to finish up my work â luckily iâm almost done so it shouldnât be long until iâm home dear. thank you for letting me call you. i love you, see you soon.âÂ
heâll discard the used napkins into his trashcan and pump a few squirts of hand sanitizer from his desk and into his palms, sighing as he looks over his papers before continuing on with his workÂ
he just canât wait to come home to you















