Hi I had some thoughts and now I wanna share smutty at the end.
⁀➴ Bestfriend!Gojo who has known you since before you can remember. The one who always snuck off with you to do literally anything else but learn about his family name and expectations. The one who silently envied you for not having to worry about the same things he does, yet was happy because you were free.
⁀➴ Bestfriend!Gojo who was excited and terrified that you were able to see curses. You never mentioned it before because you didnt really understand what they were, coming from a non-sorcerer family.
⁀➴ Bestfriend!Gojo who taught you everything he could until school was necessary. The one who convinced your parents to let you come to Tokyo Jujutsu High so you both could learn away from his family’s grasp.
⁀➴ Bestfriend!Gojo who always included you in the friend group. The one who forced you to meet Geto and Shoko, despite your initial shyness to meeting new people.
⁀➴ Bestfriend!Gojo whose heart stopped when he saw you standing yards away from Toji Fushiguro. The one who almost died that day thinking he never told you how much you mean to him. The one who came back after unlocking more power just to fight more… and so he could protect you.
⁀➴ Bestfriend!Gojo who you were concerned about after Geto left. The one who you pleaded to talk to you about what he was feeling. The one who you felt hopeless trying to help. The one who was always going to deny your help, because it was his job to protect you.
⁀➴ Bestfriend!Gojo who understood when you said you needed a break from the sorcerer life. The one who hugged you tight and wished you well on whatever your hearts desires were. The one who kissed your forehead softly and whispered, “come back one day” before you left.
⁀➴ Bestfriend!Gojo who spent years keeping in touch with you over texts. The one who missed you daily but never let you think he wasn’t okay. The one who sent you silly pictures of his life. The one who kept you entertained when your own life was boring and mundane.
⁀➴ Bestfriend!Gojo who told you about a random kid named Yuji and how he ate one of Sukuna’s fingers and somehow didn’t die. The one who typed in all caps when none other than Nanami Kento was on campus. The one who sent a million broken heart emojis when you said Kento did in fact look prettier than him. (As a joke of course)
⁀➴ Bestfriend!Gojo who stood frozen for about .2 seconds before pulling you into a hug when you came to visit. The one who introduced you as ‘my long lost wife’ to his coworkers. The one who couldn’t help but smile when you smacked his arm and declared that was absolutely not your husband.
⁀➴ Bestfriend!Gojo who introduced you to Toge Inumaki. The one who thought the language teacher should meet the kid who speaks onigiri ingredients. The one who laughed at you understanding the new language within ten minutes of meeting him. The one who got you a job at the same school he does.
⁀➴ Bestfriend!Gojo who kissed you out in the garden one morning and has not been able to control himself since. The one who will kiss you stupid on class changes in a closet. The one who will make out with you when you’re clearly trying to plan for lessons. The one who can’t stand to kiss you without holding your hips.
⁀➴ Bestfriend!Gojo who made you breathless when he ate you out for the first time. The one who had a grip on your thighs so hard that you didn’t mind the small marks that showed up the next morning. The one who had you pushing him away from your core when he wouldn’t stop even after your 3rd orgasm of the night. The one who said you’re the best thing he’s ever tasted.
⁀➴ Bestfriend!Gojo who let you blow him whenever you wanted. The one who cupped your cheek first to whisper sweetness before you started. The same one who would pull your hair and every so often thrust gently into your mouth just to hear you gag on his cock. The one who never let you waste a drop.
⁀➴ Bestfriend!Gojo who absolutely loved you in missionary. The one who got to watch his best friends face flush pink when he was sucking her nipples and fucking her deep. The one who loves to watch your eyes flutter close as you clench around his cock whenever you’re close. The one who always made sure your clit was never neglected.
⁀➴ Bestfriend!Gojo who became a mess when you rode him for the first time. The one who couldn’t catch his breath. The one who watched in fascination as his best friend used him just to take out her frustrations from a shitty day. The one who smacked your ass once and become obsessed with the sounds you make from it.
⁀➴ Bestfriend!Gojo who will always love you, his best friend.
This is my first time writing ANYTHING for Gojo 😅 I hope you all enjoyed! - Jade
Dividers by @/strangergraphics and @/cursed-carmine
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey yall! So I am back again with part 2, and guess what THERES SMUT IN THIS ONE! So with that being said... IF YOU ARE A MINOR GET OUTTA HERE!!! To the rest of us ADULTS... please enjoy!
CONTENT WARNINGS: SMUT AHEAD! Making out in a hot tub, grinding, breastplay, reader has boobs, bj, hj, begging, getting caught briefly, swearing, uhhh, I think thats it but if theres something else please let me know so I can add it!
SYNOPSIS: Thanksgiving gets a little steamy with Armin
I agreed to help Armin become more comfortable with sex, but finding the time to do so while working and being full time students had proven to be rather difficult. Thankfully, thanksgiving break had come rather fast, and Armin— well, Armin’s mother, invited me to come with them this year. My parents were doing their own thing with their friends, so I agreed to go.
What I didn’t know is how all out Armin’s parents go for holidays. Armin warned me in the car, but I thought he was exaggerating. He indeed was not.
A huge cabin had been rented for the weekend. It had an archery range, a tennis court, pool, and hot-tub.
“Holy shit…” I laugh.
Armin nods, “Welcome to Arlert family holidays.”
Armin and I spent the day wandering outside finding dry wood for the campfire his uncle was insistent on building. We found a few good logs, and some leaves that were nice and crunchy that could burn as well.
As they got the fire going, Armin and I put everyone’s marshmallows ready to go on skewers and made several pre-stacked smores.
Armin’s mom called my name out from the kitchen door, so I went inside to see her with a sheepish smile.
“Sweetie, would you mind sharing a room with Armin? His cousin is on his way with his wife and need a bedroom.”
“Oh, uhm. Sure Mrs. Arlert. No problem.”
She smiles, “Thanks dear, oh! And I got you some extra fuzzy socks, Armin said you loved them last year.”
I smile, “Thank you! I was wanting more of them.”
After our quick talk I head back outside and sit next to Armin on the patio. “Guess we’re roommates this weekend.”
“Ugh, that means my cousin is coming.” He groans.
I laugh, “He can’t be that bad.”
“He’s the worst.”
“Well then we’ll avoid him as much as possible.”
And that we did; we had the initial greeting, but everytime after that we swerved his comments and moved opposite of him. Armin was right though, the guy sucks. All he did was brag about his new job, and then he belittled the others for not having a better job. It was annoying.
Once the sunset came we all settled into our own sections of the place, but Armin sighed, still annoyed with his cousin’s ramblings.
“I think I’d rather melt alive in the hot-tub than hear him speak again about his promotion.” Armin groaned.
My eyes lit up, “That does sound fun, hot tub, jets, relaxing. Let’s go.”
Armin nodded and we slipped out from the family gathering to grab our swim wear and head out to the balcony. Completely on the other side of the house, where we could actually have some peace and quiet from the socialization.
I sank into the hottub with a sigh, letting my head fall back. Armin did the same on the opposite side. We caught up for a few minutes, as school left us with hardly any free time.
“So… I’ve been thinking where we should start, with making you more comfortable.” I start.
Armin nods softly, eyes looking at mine.
“Foreplay is probably the best place. There’s several things we can do and break it up so it’s not overwhelming.”
“Can… can I make a request?” Armin asks, blush tinting his cheeks.
I nod, “don’t be embarrassed, that’s what this is for.”
Armin takes a deep breath, but I catch where his eyes are staring at my chest. I can’t help but smile.
“You want to start with my breasts? Sure, min.”
Armin moves over to sit next to me, his fingers dancing along the bottom of the swim top. He reaches around the back and unhooks it easily, taking it off me and setting it on the side.
He pulls me closer, settling me in his lap. I wrap my arms around his neck.
“You okay?” I ask.
He nods, “What am I allowed to do?”
I smile, “anything you want, Armin. This is your time to explore. If something feels wrong I’ll let you know.” I kiss his cheek reassuringly.
He blushes but nods, kissing my neck and slowly working his way down. His hands come up and gently grasp my breasts, his mouth kissing between them against my chest.
I close my eyes and hum softly at the feeling, the warm water only adding to the sensitivity.
He scoots me closer, dragging his tongue over the swell of my breast, his hand softly kneading the other, leaving kisses all around before taking my nipple in his mouth and gently sucking.
I gasp and pull him closer, my hands going to his hair.
His hum vibrates against my skin, his tongue flicking over my nipple with ease and precision.
“You’re gorgeous,” he sighs, moving to do the same to my other breast.
I moan softly into his neck, placing gentle kisses along the curve of his shoulder. His teeth nip at my nipple, making me gasp.
“Armin,” I sigh, pulling back just slightly, a whine leaving his mouth in want.
I smile and cup his face, “I think you’re good on that,” I laugh.
“But I wasn’t done,” he kisses my neck.
I giggle, “want me to add more?”
He looks up with a raise eyebrow, “what do you mean?”
I smile, “trust me, you’ll like it. Go ahead, sunshine.”
He grins and pulls me up closer, lips immediately on my chest again. I give him a few seconds before I start to grind my hips against his gently.
“Do that again” he moans against me.
I smile and continue to rhythmically move my hips into his. Eventually he lifts his own hips to meet mine.
“That’s it, min.” I hum, “You’re doing so well,”
I don’t dare miss the small whine he gives at the praise, gently placing a kiss to his forehead.
He finally lets off my chest with a ‘pop’, a purple marks surrounding my chest. I laugh softly, pushing his hair back.
“You like that? Not too much?” I ask.
He shakes his head, “Definitely not,” he smiles.
“We should go back inside,” I start to move, but feel a new problem underneath me. My eyes widen.
“Shit… I’m sorry—“
“Nope, none of that. It’s a normal reaction, and we were literally grinding on each other. I’d be offended if it didn’t happen. Just walk behind me until we get to the bedroom.”
He nods and I grab my top, throwing it back on quickly and walking with Armin inside.
Not ten feet from us stood his mother, giving us a knowing glance, “Enjoy the hottub?”
Armin hides his face in my neck, “mom, please…”
“Oh no it’s fine! I’m just glad it was me who saw and no one else. Are you two being safe?”
I hold back my laughter as Armin hides further into my neck.
“It hasn’t got that far, Mrs. Arlert.” I say.
“Okay, well… if it does.. just be careful please, and Armin, for gods sake use a towel to hide that not your girlfriend.” She hands us a towel.
“Mom!”
“What! She’s beautiful and you were well… busy—“
“I’d rather die than have this conversation, okay. Goodbye!” Armin pushes me to the bedroom.
He shuts the door and groans, “She’s never gonna let me live that down.”
“It’s not that bad, Armin.” I wrap my arms around his neck, “besides, she’s the cooler parent to know about us doing anything, so cheer up.” I kiss his cheek.
He smiles softly, kissing my temple, “You’re right.”
“Now.. about your.. predicament. Do you want me to help with that?”
He looks down, his hard on still very very present.
“Please?”
I grin, “Go sit on the edge of the bed.”
He doesn’t waste any time, throwing the towel down so his swim trunks don’t get the bed wet. I get on my knees between his legs.
“Alright, first, take another deep breath for me.”
Armin does, calming himself down. He nods once he’s ready. I grab his swim trunks and pull them down, his cock springing out and curving ever so slightly to the left. I raise my brows, he’s bigger than I thought he’d be.
“What? Is— is it bad?” Armin asked.
“No, Min, it’s a little longer than I thought, but not bad, not at all.” I smile, “I’m gonna go slow at first okay? New feelings can get overwhelming.”
He nods, pink spreading to his ears.
I kiss his thighs first, his skin still warm from the hot-tub. My hands move up his thighs to gently spread his legs just a little more. He does so with ease and I move up closer. My hand gently strokes his shaft a few times, his breath hitching at the feeling. I replace my hand with my mouth, placing soft kisses along his dick.
“Feelin’ okay?” I ask softly.
Armin’s eyes are locked on me, jaw slightly dropped, “Uh huh.” He gasps.
I smile and put his hand at the base of my hair, “If you need something to grip, okay? You can pull a little but not too hard, alright?”
He gives a testing tug, my eyes close and a smile breaking on my face, “just like that sunshine.” I praise.
He gives me the go ahead and I lick over the head before taking him in my mouth.
“Oh— oh god,” Armin gasps.
I look up to see him staring at the ceiling. I tap his thigh, winking at him, my way to say he is more than welcome to watch. I slowly start to move, taking him in and out.
His gasps and moans are music to my ears, knowing he’s enjoying the feeling. I take him a little deeper, adding a bit more pressure in my sucking.
“Ah—ah! Shit,” his hand pulls my hair and I grin, loving that he’s needing to be grounded to something.
I look back up and he nods, letting me know he’s still okay, but the flush in his cheeks is unmistakable.
I remove my mouth to plant more kisses along his thighs as my hand does the work, but I stop suddenly,
“N-no, please, use your mouth, please.” He begs.
I raise an eyebrow and smile, “Since you asked so nicely for me,”
He face reddens more and I take him back in my mouth, more this time, going faster than before. I hear Armin choke on a gasp, and I know he’s trying his best not to come undone already. I test his limits, deep throating him for a few seconds before pulling back.
“Oh—fuck!” He moans, pulling my hair again.
I moan and do it again, slacking my jaw and pressing my tongue against the underside as I move back.
“Shit— oh my god!” He moans, bucking his hips, “sorry— you’re just— shit, really good at this.”
I smile and rub his knee, a silent ‘it’s okay’.
“I’m— I’m not gonna make it, can— fuck! Please let me come in your mouth,”
I look up at him, swirling my tongue over his tip and nodding, opening up for him.
He breaks at that final flick and releases on my tongue. His broken gasp and moan take his breath and he collapses onto the bed.
I quickly swallow everything, and lay next to him on the bed.
“You okay?” I giggle.
His chest heaves slightly as he looks at me, face still red.
“Yeah… I think so…” he sighs.
I smile and kiss his forehead, “I don’t think I’ve heard you swear so much.”
He laughs, pulling me into a hug, “Thank you.”
We sit up and he pulls on some sweatpants, “Uhm, want me to return the favor?”
I smile and shake my head, “Not yet, min. We’ve got all weekend.”
I get up and grab my pajama shorts and tank top, feeling Armin’s eyes on my body. I smile and climb into bed with him. His arms curling around my waist. He presses a soft kiss to my forehead, “Goodnight,” my name falls from his lips.
“Goodnight, min.”
Part two is done!! Part 3 will be up in a few days! And will be a continuation of the thanksgiving weekend festivities!! Hope you enjoyed! - Jade
Hi my name is Jade and I wrote this purely because I wanted to torture @melsthots with teasers but not tell her who it’s about…
Anyways here’s a one shot for ⟡ CowBoy!Jean x Reader via the style of episode 1 of Grey’s Anatomy where you sleep with the guy you see at work
Flash backs are italics — SMUT FLASHBACKS AND AT THE END MDNI I STG GET OFF MY PAGE
CW: unprotected sex, fingering, p in v, female!reader, one night stand, against the wall
You woke up tangled in a mess of covers. The sun peaking through the blinds, making you wince just slightly. Then the migraine hit.
Jesus Christ what did you drink last night? How much did you drink last night?
You sit up, only to feel arms pull you back into bed. Your eyes widened in shock. No. No, you don’t have one night stands. Especially not drunk!
Your head turns to look at the person in bed. He’s… fuck he’s hot. Soft stubble around his chin and ashy blondish brown hair, in a mullet? Fuck he is your type.
You try to wiggle free but to no avail.
“Going somewhere?”
How the fuck does one man sound so hot in the morning?
You turn and laugh awkwardly, “I have to go to work…it’s my first day.”
Surprisingly, not a lie.
He raises an eyebrow, “If you just wanted a quick fuck you could have just said that. I’m a big boy, I can handle it.”
He rolls out of bed and your face flushes as you see your nail marks red on his back.
“No, I - I do have to go to work. I’m not avoiding you. I just. Shit I have to go… uh..?”
He slips his boxers back on and walk over to you, still covered up in the blanket.
“Can’t remember my name, sweetheart? You sure knew it last night.” He grins.
Oh fuck he’s so annoyingly hot.
“I gotta go,” you blurt and run to the bathroom.
You wipe your face and get ready, random hot man can wait another day.
Your drive out to the ranch was surprisingly smooth. The fresh gravel path made it simple enough to navigate through, though you did have to stop for a few ducks and chickens that were passing by.
The ranch itself was gorgeous. Three large pastures for cows, horses, and sheep and a few smaller pastures for the fowls. The smell wasn’t too bad for a ranch, but being a vet technician for large animals meant dealing with wild smells sometimes.
You parked your car up by the small office, a large hanging wooden sign in golden lettering read ‘Paradis Ranching’. You grab your bag and head inside.
A brown haired woman was sitting at the desk, she smiled upon seeing you.
“Hi! Are you the Vet?” She asks.
“That’s me, you guys called about a possible Laminitis case?”
She nods, “Yes. Poor thing hasn’t put much weight on his front hoof in a few days, and the shoe looks fine.”
You nod, “Well, it’s a good thing you called. I’ve got my mobile x-ray in my bag, so we can find out today.”
She smiles and makes a call for a man named Connie to come up and get you. Waiting outside for not even a few minutes a golf cart comes up.
“You the Doctor?” The man smiles.
You nod, “Yep, you must be Connie.”
“Yes ma’am. Hop in and I’ll take you down to the stables.”
The horse stables were a lot larger than you thought. Connie explained during the summer they hold horse riding classes, leading them to have obtained several horses over the years.
Out in the ring you see a man riding on a beautiful chestnut colored horse. You couldn’t help but stare at the way his body moved with the horse, in sync with every turn.
“That’s Jean, he’s our main horse guy, the one who immediately called about Ozzy’s foot.”
You raise an eyebrow, “Ozzy? Like Ozzy Osbourne?”
Connie nods, “Oh yeah. He’s a big horse with a nice solid black coat. It was fitting.” He waves down his friend, the man quickly noticing and riding over.
Your heart drops as he comes into view. The hot guy from this morning… last night… Jean…
Your mind flashes back to the night before, his lips locked onto yours as he ground his hips into yours. The sweet soft sounds of his hitched breathing as your hand slipped down his pants.
“Fuck, sweetheart, you don’t gotta be in such a rush, we got all night” he grins.
His hand came up and cupped your breast gently, his tongue sliding over your nipple before sucking softly. His soft but deep moan vibrating against your skin.
He smirks, tipping his hat down slightly to you, “Sweetheart, nice to see you again. You didn’t mention you were a vet last night.”
Your face flushes and words die in your mouth, “uh…”
Connie looks back and forth between the two of you and starts busting with laughter.
“Oh sweet Jesus, are you the lady that scratched his back to hell and back?!”
Your face heats further as you cover up with your hands. Fuck. Connie starts goin on about some shit that the ‘one time Jean fucks a random woman’. You look up to see Jean still smiling at you. Damn his pretty ass smile.
After a few x-rays, you determined that Ozzy was in fact just being dramatic. No laminitis to be found. You reach up and pet the horse gently.
“Causing all kinds of trouble, huh, Ozzy?” You smile.
Ozzy nudges you playfully and you laugh, he knew he was being funny.
Jean sighs in relief, “Well, that’s good news at least. Now tell me how much I owe for that damn x-ray.”
You shake your head, “Don’t worry about it. There wasn’t anything wrong with his foot, no need to charge. Plus… if necessary my boss has a program I can put your ranch under so it will be legal for me to offer you a free service.”
Jean’s eyebrows raise, “well that’s mighty kind of you, what’s the catch?”
“Nothing. My boss has always been animals first, so he won’t mind at all, and he’s got more than enough money to cover an x-ray or two.” You laugh.
Jean smiles… that damn smile again.
“You taste so good, sweetheart. Could stay down here for hours.” Jean moans as his tongue laps at your core.
Your hands are gripping his hair like a life line, never having anyone eat you out like this before. None of your past relationships did it like this. Your legs trembled from the pleasure, his massive hands gripping at your thighs to keep you spread while he feasted.
You clear your throat, “Uhm… anyways. It’s fine. Don’t worry about it. Call if you need anything else.”
He smiles as you hand him your business card.
“Absolutely, sweetheart.”
Fucking hell.
A few weeks had passed since you left Paradis Ranch, and life was normal. A few clients came into the clinic for check ups and a house call, but nothing major.
You’re finishing up some paperwork when the bell rang to the front door of the clinic, and you looked up to see none other than Jean.
“Hey, Sweetheart.” He smiles.
“Oh, uhm… Hey. Everything alright?”
He shakes his head, “Not quite.” He leans over the counter with a smirk, “I can’t stop thinking about the other night.”
God neither could you, but that wasn’t his business.
“Oh—“
“Look,” he holds up his hand gently, “I won’t waste your time. I’m not looking for love and romance right now. The ranch is taking most of my time but I had a damn good time, and if I remember correctly, so did you. Am I right, darlin’?”
You flush but nod.
“Good girl for not lyin’ to me.”
Oh you’re so fucked.
“Now, are you interested, or not. Up to you.”
You don’t hesitate to answer with an immediate yes. He smirks and nods gently towards the back room. Your feet move before you can think twice and lead him to the security office. Once the door shuts his lips are immediately on yours, lifting you up into his arms with ease, is years of ranching ever present on the way his biceps flexed.
He backs you up against the wall, and your hips wrap around his waist. He smiles against the kiss, “atta girl”.
Your fingers tangle in his hair, pulling him impossibly closer. His tongue slides into your mouth easily, tasting the fresh mint gum he had clearly had just before coming in.
“Jean—“ you moan.
“I know, Darlin’. I know, let me help you.”
His hands quickly push up the fabric of your dress, rubbing gently against your underwear.
“Hmm, you got excited didn’t you sweetheart, can feel it.”
“Shut up,” you groan.
He chuckles, “Fiesty, I like that.”
He pushes your panties to the side, looking down with a smirk.
“Look at that, all pretty and wet just for me?”
Infuriating man. You’re about to argue but instead a moan tips off your tongue as his fingers slide inside you. He smiles against your neck, leaving soft kisses down your collarbone.
“That’s it sweetheart, taking my fingers real nice.”
God you want to punch him, but you can’t even hide how much you’re enjoying this. Small gasps coming from you with every curve of his finger. Hips moving against his hand out of sheer desperation.
“Want more, beautiful?” He asks.
You can only muster a broken gasp in response. He laughs softly and inserts another finger, three stretching you just perfect.
You nudge his face with your own to get him to move off your neck so you can kiss him again, hoping that would be enough to quiet your moans.
It’s not.
His fingers move faster, making you whine into the kiss. Your breath hitching and your moans jumping an octave. You’re close and he knows it. The grip he remembers from weeks ago coming back into his mind.
“Let go for me darlin’” he whispers into your ear.
You moan outright near desperate and needy as your climax washes over your body, your legs squeezing his waist to anchor yourself.
Jean kisses your forehead, “Good girl. Can you do one more for me?”
You look down to see his cock straining against his pants. You nod and unbuckle his comically large belt and pull him free from his boxers.
“This time I’ll make sure you remember my damn name.” Jean grins as he slides inside you, giving you time to adjust before bottoming out.
“Fuck, Jean,” you moan.
“I know, you’re gripping me damn tight, sweetheart.” He kisses your forehead again.
After a few minutes you nod for him to move and the feeling is immaculate. Every inch of him could be felt. His hips moving in a steady pace. He lifts your dress up higher to move his hands up over your breasts. His thumb playing softly with your nipple as he kisses you again.
You moan again, making him grunt. His hands readjust you against the wall, allowing him to hit deeper and faster.
“Oh fuck!” You cry out.
He smirks and leans down to the side of your face, nibbling your ear just slightly. Your whines growing louder, clenching around him.
“Fuck darling I won’t last if you keep doin that—“ he moans into your ear.
You can’t help it, he feels too good, you’re too sensitive, and he sounds like smooth bourbon. You lock your legs further onto him, and he groans.
“Dammit,” he inhales deeply, “Fuck!”
You feel him twitch inside you, and thank God, cause you’re right there too. He slams into you one last time and spills over, causing you to reach your peak as well.
He holds you gently for a few minutes, letting you catch your breath. He kisses your temple and gently sets you down back on your feet.
“You alright darlin’?”
You simply nod, making him smile. He places his hat on top of your head, slightly too big but he can’t help to smile.
“You familiar with the cowboy hat rule, sweetheart?”
Your eyes widen and nod. He smirks and rubs your cheek softly.
“Call me when you want to give it back.” He winks, handing you his number before walking out.
If you made it here I hope you enjoyed it! (Please I had to look up so much horse information it’s FINE. also Mel YOU’RE WELCOME!!!) - Jade
CONTENT WARNINGS: female!reader, oral(female!reader receiving), shower shenanigans, overstimulation, thigh fucking, *almost* sex but no penetration // Not proofread so fair warning
!MINORS GET OFF MY PAGE!
Friday morning came and the cabin was cleared except for me and Armin. The rest of his family loaded up to get started on Black Friday shopping, leaving us to ourselves.
I grab a towel and some fresh clothes to take a shower, ready to feel the hot water against my skin. I turn the shower on and let it run for a few seconds as I undress, stepping in with an immediate sigh of relief.
As I’m rinsing shampoo from my hair I hear the door open.
“Hey, I’m just brushing my teeth.” Armin’s voice echos softly.
“No problem, min.”
I continue with my shower, washing my body, but I stop when I hear a small almost gut wrenching noise come from Armin. I peek my head out the side of the shower curtain, his eyes lock on mine.
“You okay?”
Armin doesn’t say anything at first, but I can clearly see a bulge forming in his sweatpants.
“Your figure… through the curtain…” he stammers, trying to explain.
I smirk, “You wanna join me?”
His eyes widen slightly, “Really?”
I nod my head, “Come on.”
I step back and can hear the frantic movement of Armin taking his clothes off and hitting something against the counter, making me giggle.
He steps in the shower and his jaw immediately falls, his eyes blatantly tracking up and down my body. I reach over and shut his mouth.
“Like what you see, sunshine?”
He nods, his eyes locking on mine and gently falling to his knees in front of me, lips immediately kissing up my thighs. I smile and cup his cheek gently.
“So eager, min. What do you want?”
He looks up and kisses over the top of my hip, “I want to taste you,” his kisses never stop.
I nod, “Then taste me,”
He doesn’t hesitate, moving my legs wider. His lips kiss over my inner thigh as he licks a long stripe at my core, moaning in the process. He looks up at me as he pushes further, only allowing me to see the top half of his face. His eyes flutter as his tongue swirls around my clit.
I gasp and tangle my fingers in his now semi-damp hair.
Fuck, he looks pretty like this.
His hands wrap around my thighs, pulling them wider and delving his tongue deeper, sucking my clit into mouth and focusing there. He moans and moves closer, adding slight pressure with his tongue.
“Fucking— shit, Min.” I moan.
He releases my clit and moves down, moaning at how wet I had become. Nuzzling his face closer, I gasp and curse as his nose prods and bumps my clit.
"Is this good?" He asks.
I nod with a moan, pulling his hair as my hips grind against him on their own accord, only causing him to moan into me.
“A-Armin I’m— fucking shit I’m gonna come!”
His eyes flash up to mine as he flicks his tongue faster.
“Shit! Armin!!” I gasp, riding his face as my body snaps with the force of my climax.
He laps up my release instantly, moving up back to my clit.
“Armin— wai— oh!”
I gasp as his fingers suddenly slide inside me, quickly settling at a pace that had me clenching around them in seconds.
“Oh my god!” I gasp, my head flying back against the shower wall.
“Mm, taste so fucking good, pretty.” Armin hums against my clit.
“Fuck don’t stop,” I moan, my hand gripping the shower curtain rod.
His fingers move faster, curling back to find that perfect spot.
“Shit!! Armin!” I scream.
My legs wobble as I peak a second time, my breath shallow and fleeting.
I watch as Armin licks his fingers clean and stands up, gripping my waist and wrapping my legs around his waist. He kisses my neck, sucking softly.
“Sound so good, pretty. Can I do more?” He asks.
“More?” I look at him like he’s insane.
He laughs, “I wanna fuck these pretty thighs.”
All I can do is nod, because that sounds like heaven right now. He grins and kisses my neck as he presses me into the wall, letting my legs fall back down.
He lines his cock up with my thighs and gently pushes past them, the top of him just barely touching my cunt. I hold back a whine, still sensitive from his early antics.
His kisses come to the front as he licks over my breasts and sucks a nipple into his mouth, his dick torturously moving between my thighs.
He licks up my chest and captures my lips in a surprisingly gentle kiss. My arms wrap around his neck to pull him closer.
"You feel so good," he moans my name, "gonna come all over these thighs."
I nod, unable to really form a coherent sentence. His hips speed up and he pulls back, releasing over my thighs. I lean into his chest, his arms easily picking me up to hold me against him.
I hear him turn the shower off and set me on the counter, gently wiping me dry. He smiles softly, "You okay?"
I nod, "Yeah, I'm okay."
"Good... cause I enjoyed that... a lot." He blushes.
I laugh softly, seeing how shy he is after the fact, "I noticed."
"Shut up," He groans embarrassed, tucking his head into the crook of my neck.
"It's alright, Sunshine. I had fun too." I kiss his cheek.
"Can we do it again later?"
I can't help but laugh, "If you do it like that every time? Just say the word and I'll come over."
"Promise?" He asks, a cheesy grin on his face.
"Yeah, Min. I promise."
This one was short I know but I've got the next part a little longer so hehehe - Jade
SYSNOPSIS: Armin Arlert has been your best friend since middle school. He's always been reserved and slightly introverted, though he had no problem finding great friends. Now in your senior year of university, Armin and you have been through hell and back together.
Your mutual friend, Eren Jaeger, is throwing a house party for your return to senior year. After several drinks and the party winds down, you and Armin reminisce over life. Armin then lets you in on a secret that he's kept for years. Your best friend is inexperienced, and he has a crazy idea on how to fix his issue.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey besties! welcome to part one of the "Would You..?" series! I'm super excited for this. I actually have a version of this already made from years ago but it needed some serious revamping. SO! I hope you Armin lovers enjoy! (and anyone else because Armin's glow up is INSANE argue with the wall)
Sigma Chi's frat house had never been so cramped with people, and guarding the doorway was an entire body guard. Just as I was about to walk up my phone started vibrating. I quickly took it out to see Connie calling me.
"Yes, Constance?" I laugh.
"MAMAS! Please tell me you're at the front of Eren's stupid line."
"I am next in line, yes." I roll my eyes.
"Godsend of a woman i love you, stay there I'm on my way."
I shake my head and wait for Connie, letting a few people skip in front of me while I wait. After five minutes or so I hear Connie screaming out.
"That’s my girl!! I knew you’d have my back.”
I laugh, “Mel is your girl.”
“Nah she’s my woman. Love of my life. You are my girl. My bestie~” he sings
I laugh, “shut up.”
Upon entering the frat house I see none other than the host himself, Eren Jaeger, playing beer pong against Jean.
“RUBY SUCH A MISFIT, HOLLYWOOD BABYLON CANT RESIST IT!” Eren screamed over the sounds of $uicideBoy$.
Heading into the kitchen, I went straight for the queso and salsa, grabbing a plate and a beer. I sat down at the side table, happily enjoying my chips, when I saw Armin looking around, clearly overwhelmed.
“Armin!” I shout, waving him down.
Armin turns to me and sighs with relief as he sits next to me.
“Hey,” he smiles.
Armin and I settle into the corner of the kitchen, eating and catching up what we did over summer vacation. He pulls out his phone and shows me pictures of his family trip to the Grand Canyon, going on about how long it took for the Grand Canyon to be formed. I smile, enjoying listening to him talk about his adventures.
“Sorry… I know it’s boring.” He says sheepishly.
“What? Armin, you’re fine. You know I‘ll always listen to you.”
He shrugs, “I know, I just… I know I’m not as interesting as our other friends.”
I raise an eyebrow, “and what stuck up asshole told you that?”
He sighs, “please don’t make it a big deal—“
“Oh, no. It’s a big deal, because why at our grown age of almost 25 are we still shitting on people for their interests? Now who told you that?”
He rolls his eyes, “Floch,”
“Armin Louise Arlert, you let Floch get to you?!”
He tilts his head slightly, “My middle name isn’t Louise.”
I laugh and pull him up, dragging him through the halls and grabbing Jean and Connie.
“Alright boys, I got an important question. Do you think Armin is boring?”
Jean and Connie gasp dramatically, “Who would say such a thing about our Arminnie?” Connie asks.
“Yeah, no. Armin you’re not boring, man. I don’t understand half of the stuff you talk about but you’re also my tutor for any of my science classes. You’re smart, not boring. If people think you’re boring then they’re idiots.” Jean adds.
I turn to Armin, “see! And again, of all people to tell you that, Floch shouldn’t count for shit.”
Jean immediately holds his hand out, “hold on, Floch? Oh fuck that guy, Armin. He’s a waste of carbon. Hey! See I learned that from you. Science.”
Armin laughs softly, “Thanks guys, but… maybe I should live a little bit. Uhm… shots?”
We all look at each other shocked, “really?”
Armin nods, “yeah! Shots!”
I watched in half horror, half genuine awe at how many shots Armin had taken. He was managing to keep up with Jean and Connie, who were currently drunk singing Wicked in the corner.
“Armin, you good?” I ask.
Armin spins towards me in the rolly chair, inhales deeply and sighs, “No, not really.”
I frown and poke his cheek, “What’s wrong, sunshine?”
He sighs and shakes his head, “It’s embarrassing,” face planting a little too hard on the table. I wince, pulling him back up to check his forehead.
“Ooh.” I push his hair out of the way, “Let me see.”
I check his forehead for any sensitive spots, but none were there. I frown as I see his eyes watery, “Armin, talk to me please? What’s going on? Do you wanna go somewhere and talk?”
He nods, sniffling. I walk with him outside towards the front, making our way to the park down the block. We sit down under the slides, hoping to block the wind.
“What’s wrong, min?” I nudge his shoulder.
He sighs and wipes his face, “Do you think… I mean, objectively speaking, do you think I’m good looking?”
I blink a few times, waiting to see if he’s serious. He stares at me waiting for an answer, so I nod.
“Armin, you are good looking. Point blank and period. Puberty hit you like a truck, and you absolutely had a glow up,” I smile, “now why do you ask?”
He hesitates, his hand messing with the mulch. I scoot closer and lean my head on his shoulder, letting him take the time he needs.
After a few minutes he clears his throat. “Ever since Annie broke up with me… I just feel like I’m not good enough, in any way.”
I grab his hand, “Well, as your certified best friend of over ten years, I can tell you this is the first time your brain may be wrong. You are more than enough.”
“Even if she shut me down every time I tried to do more than just kiss?” Armin sighs.
“That could be entirely something from her. You don’t know it had anything to do with you, and at this point Armin it isn’t healthy for you to assume it is.”
He nods, “but when you and Jean dated—“
“Woah, hold on. Jean and I dated for like a month. We both agreed we love each other platonically, but nothing serious.”
Armin nods, “so… you’ve only been with Connie then?” He asks.
“Connie was a drunken expedition freshman year, I don’t even remember it. The only other person I’ve slept with was my boyfriend sophomore year and honestly I wish I hadn’t. It was horrible.”
“Oh…” he looks away.
“Look, all I’m saying, don’t be in a rush. Find someone you trust and love and if you want to then go for sex. Don’t worry about anything else.”
He looks at me, his expression changing slightly.
“Easy for you to say, you’ve always been beautiful.”
I smile and shake my head, “You are a damn liar. I was not cute in middle school. It’s actually beyond me to think that you chose me of all people to become friends with!”
He laughs, shoving me lightly. I shove him back, making his head clank against the slide.
“Oh my god!” I laugh, grabbing his head, “I’m sorry,”
Armin laughs, holding onto me for balance, clearly still a little tipsy. He looks down at me and smiles. Before I can even process it, his lips are on mine.
I freeze for a split second , pulling back just enough, “Armin, you’ve been drinking…”
“Please…” he whispers, pressing his forehead to mine, “let me kiss a pretty woman… just tonight.”
“Are you sure? Armin I don’t want things to be weird—“
“They won’t.” He cuts me off, “I promise. It’ll be just like it always has been.”
I nod, leaning forward to kiss him softly. His hands immediately tangle in my hair, pulling me closer, and my breath hitches. His tongue slides across my lips, and I can’t help but melt into his arms. His teeth gently nipping my bottom lip.
Annie didn’t want to kiss this? What a fucking idiot. I gasp as Armin moves me into his lap.
He looks up at me with a smile, “well?”
I laugh, “well, what?”
“Am I a good kisser?”
I roll my eyes, “Yes, Armin. I can verify, you are a good kisser.”
“So… can I keep going?”
I laugh, “Well you pulled me into your lap for a reason, hm?”
He grins and kisses me softly, squeezing my hips gently.
It should be concerning how easy it is to kiss my best friend, but all I can think about is how soft his lips are. God, why does he taste so sweet?
I feel us slightly falling, him laying down flat against the mulch. My body slides, his hand wrap around my waist, holding onto me tight. He gently taps my jaw with his other, and I open my mouth just enough for him to deepen the kiss. His tongue slides past, and I swear my head goes blank. Slow, lazy, and damn sensual makeouts will always be a weak spot.
He finally pulls back, catching his breath, and I do the same. Resting my forehead on his cheek.
“That…wow…” he sighs.
I laugh, “Yeah, sounds about right.” I kiss his temple, “Now come on, we should get back.”
A few weeks pass, and Armin had stayed true to his word. Nothing between us changed. We still had lunch together everyday, almost like the kiss(es) had never happened.
Until now.
We’re sitting in my room, studying like always, when suddenly…
“Would you have sex with me?” He asks.
I choke on my Dr. pepper.
“What!?”
He laughs, “I’m serious! I’ve thought about it, and you are still friends with Jean and Connie, we could still be best friends, and you’d be doing me a huge favor…”
I sigh and set down my book, “Armin. This is a lot different than us making out under a slide. You want me to have sex with you.”
“Well, I was hoping my best friend would actually teach me how to have sex… baby steps, something new every once in a while… and then eventually sex. I mean I know how sex works! I’m not that stupid, but I don’t know what would… uhm… feel good?”
“ARMIN!” I grab his shoulders, “please, I understand.” I laugh softly.
I move closer and pull him into a hug, “can I think about it?”
He hugs me back tight and nods, “of course you can. I’ll always respect your decisions.”
I smile softly and kiss his temple, “I’ll let you know this weekend, okay?”
He nods, “Okay.”
PART ONE IS DOOOOOOONNNNNEEEEEE!!!
Okay look I know this was just prologue essentially but we had to have a little introduction. Cause I dropped some foreshadowing knowledge here too so THERES A REASON!
Your dear friend Armin, the incredibly intelligent mind he is, is rather inexperienced. After one too many drinks at a house party, Armin confides his insecurities to you. Obviously, as his best friend, you comfort him, but his request… is not one you would have expected from your bashful friend of nearly ten years.
