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[dinaluv]

The age I had when I was reading the most outrageous disgustingly perverted graphic fanfics known to humankind.

[c4sings6]

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⟢ EREN YEAGER

₊⊹ ⋮ a lil teasing won’t hurt

₊⊹ ⋮ licking your pussy

₊⊹ ⋮ keeps a hand on your throat

₊⊹ ⋮ jerking his big cock

₊⊹ ⋮ wants to hear you scream

₊⊹ ⋮ riding ghostface!eren

₊⊹ ⋮ fingering you

₊⊹ ⋮ he’s so greedy

₊⊹ ⋮ tit job on the couch

₊⊹ ⋮ laying on him

⟢ MIKASA ACKERMAN

₊⊹ ⋮ feeling her through her panties

₊⊹ ⋮ pleasuring you

₊⊹ ⋮ riding her strap

₊⊹ ⋮ she makes you watch

₊⊹ ⋮ reverse cowgirl

₊⊹ ⋮ her pussy was begging to feel your own

₊⊹ ⋮ sitting on her face:D

₊⊹ ⋮ eating her out

₊⊹ ⋮ she’s so wet for you

₊⊹ ⋮ a dildo for two

⟢ ARMIN ARLERT

₊⊹ ⋮ tit fucking

₊⊹ ⋮ mutual masturbation

₊⊹ ⋮ riding him late at night

₊⊹ ⋮ passionate

₊⊹ ⋮ idk this is so him

₊⊹ ⋮ needy baby :(

₊⊹ ⋮ blindfoldss

₊⊹ ⋮ sitting on his face

₊⊹ ⋮ spanking you

₊⊹ ⋮ he can be mean when he wants to

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[4ckrmn]

bickering like a married couple

the corridor smelled of soap and steel. levi was polishing his blades again, cloth moving in those infuriatingly perfect circles.

“you’re going to wear them down to nothing,” you snapped, leaning against the doorframe. “we ride at dawn. sleep, levi.”

he didn’t look up. “if you spent less time nagging and more time cleaning properly, maybe i wouldn’t have to redo everything.”

“redo? i scrubbed this floor twice. you’re just being an obsessive prick.”

“tch. bold words from someone who still leaves corners dusty.” be finally glanced at you, grey eyes sharp. “most people know better than to talk to me like that.”

you stepped closer, crossing your arms. “good thing i’m not most people. someone has to tell you when you’re being an idiot about rest and training and everything.”

levi set the blade down with a soft clink. he stood, shorter than you but somehow towering anyway. his hand caught your wrist before you could poke his chest. “you talk too much.”

“and you listen too little.” your voice dropped, the familiar heat crackling between you. “but you only let me talk to you like this.”

a faint smirk tugged at his lips. down the hall, someone whispered, “they’re bickering like an old married couple again.”

levi didn’t deny it. he just pulled you a fraction closer, thumb brushing your pulse. “get some sleep. that’s an order.”

you smiled, refusing to move. “only if you do too, captain.”

he clicked his tongue, but didn’t let go.

everyone heard the arguments.

only you two knew how much he needed them… and how you were the only one he let stay.

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ʚɞ: levi, eren, armin, jean, porco, erwin

note: the neighbors tell you that you have sex too loudly !

warnings: sexual, suggestive, cursing, f!reader

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[ibuprofein]

ony accidentally being mean to reader causing her to cry nsfw

TOO SHORT

𐙚!!── possessive ony and his girlfriend

⤷ ❝ {cw: nsfw mentioned, possessive! ony, dirty talk, oral (fem rec), fingering, creampie, angry sex?} ¡! ❞

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

“go change.”

“go where?”

onyankopon didn’t even blink. arms crossed, shoulder against the doorframe, eyes locked on the fur skirt like it owed him money. “you know where. the closet. pick sum’ else.”

“i did pick something else.” you turned back to the mirror, pressing your lips together to set the gloss. “i picked this.”

“pick again.”

“i’m good, thanks.”

“you not leaving in that.”

“watch me.”

his jaw shifted. “i am watching you. that’s the problem. i can see everything and i’m your boyfriend.”

“congratulations.” you clicked the cap back on your gloss and dropped it in your bag. “you have eyes.”

“so does every other man on the street.” his voice sharpened. “that the point? you want them looking?”

you turned around slowly. “excuse me?”

he held your gaze. didn’t repeat himself. didn’t have to.

“are you serious right now?” your voice dropped. “you’re really standing there implying–”

“i’m not implying anything. i’m asking.”

“because normal people with normal boyfriends don’t get asked that.” you laughed, short and humorless. “they get told they look nice and they leave.”

“normal boyfriends don’t have to watch their girl walk out looking like a–” he stopped.

the room temperature felt like it had dropped ten degrees.

“looking like a what?” you asked slowly.

he pressed his lips together and looked away briefly but the damage was already hanging in the air between you.

“don’t.” you hated how your voice wobbled on just that one word. “don’t you ever finish that sentence.”

“i wasn’t going to.”

“you were thinking it.”

“i’m thinking a lot of things right now.” he pushed off the doorframe and stepped in, and his voice had gone cold in a way it almost never did with you. “i’m thinking that you’ve got an attitude over a skirt. i’m thinking that you’re so busy being defensive that you won’t hear me say i don’t want strangers looking at what’s mine–”

“i’m not yours–”

“you know what i meant–”

“no, say what you mean, ony, since you’re saying everything else tonight–”

“i mean–” he exhaled hard through his nose. “i mean you look like you’re trying to prove something and i don’t know who you proving it to, but it’s not–”

“i got dressed for me.” your throat tightened without permission. “i got dressed because i wanted to feel good. that’s it. that’s the whole reason. and you–” you gestured at him, at the entire situation. “you standing there making it into something weird and i didn’t do anything–”

“i didn’t say you did–”

“you implied it!” your voice cracked and you hated it. “you literally stopped yourself mid sentence because of what you almost called me–”

“i didn’t call you anything.”

“you wanted to.”

he looked at you in silence. really looked, and something in his expression shifted when he registered the gloss in your eyes, the way your jaw was working to hold everything back.

but he didn’t say sorry because he was too stubborn.

“change the skirt,” he said quietly. “and then we can talk.”

“no.” the first tear spilled over and you turned away fast, grabbing your bag and plopping on the bed, voice furious. “we can talk when you figure out the difference between protecting me and insulting me.”

he didn’t move from the doorway and you didn’t move from the bed as the silence stretched like a live wire between you.

onyankopon’s shoulders rose and fell in stress but his eyes were anything but. they dragged down your body— over the tight crop top, the gloss still shining on your lips, and especially the skirt that had started this whole argument as the muscle in his jaw flexed again.

you swiped at the tear that had escaped, furious at yourself for letting it fall. “move,” you muttered while standing and stepping toward the door.

he didn’t move but instead he reached out, large hand wrapping around your wrist, firm enough to stop you. his thumb brushed the inside of your wrist, right over your racing pulse.

“don’t,” he said, voice low and rough. “don’t walk out like this.”

you laughed, bitter. “like what? dressed like a slut?”

his grip tightened for half a second then loosened. “i didn’t say that.”

“you were gonna.”

he exhaled through his nose, then did the last thing you expected. he tugged you forward until your chest bumped his as one big hand slid to the small of your back, holding you there. the other came up to cup your jaw, thumb wiping the tear track off your cheek with a gentleness that made your stomach flip.

“i’m an asshole,” he admitted, so quiet it almost didn’t sound like him. “i saw you in that skirt and all i could think about was every other nigga in the club staring at what’s mine. not ‘cause you did anything wrong. ‘cause i’m selfish as fuck when it comes to you.”

your breath hitched. “that’s not–”

“i know.” his forehead dropped to yours. “i know it ain’t fair. you look… goddamn, baby. you look good enough to make me lose my mind. that’s the problem.”

the anger in your chest cracked, heat flooding in to replace it. you hated how fast your body reacted to him— his scent, the solid wall of his chest, the way his fingers were already slipping under the hem of your tiny fur skirt like he couldn’t help himself.

“then stop trying to control me,” you whispered but your hands were already fisting in his shirt.

“i’m not.” his lips brushed your temple, then your cheek, then hovered right over your mouth. “i’m asking you to let me take care of you. right now.”

you opened your mouth to argue again and he kisses you, swallowing the last of your protest. his tongue pushing past your lips like he was trying to erase the whole fight. you moaned into it, involuntary, and he used the sound against you, backing you up until your thighs hit the edge of the bed.

he broke the kiss only to drop to his knees.

“ony–”

“shh.” his palms slid up the backs of your thighs, pushing the skirt higher until it bunched around your waist. he pressed an open mouthed kiss to the front of your lace panties, eyes flicking up to yours. “this what you wanted to wear? then let me see it properly.”

he hooked his fingers in the waistband and dragged the panties down your legs, letting the fabric catch on your skin. the second they hit the floor he buried his face between your thighs, tongue dragging up your slit in one filthy stroke.

your knees buckle as he catches you, hands gripping your ass, and lifted one of your legs over his shoulder so he could eat you like a man who’d been starving for it. no teasing, just greedy slurps, sucking your clit into his mouth until your head falls back and a broken moan tears out of you.

“fuck- onyyy”

he groaned against you, the vibration shooting straight to your core. two thick fingers pushed inside without warning, curling hard against that spot that made your mouth gape open. he pumped them in and out, tongue flicking relentlessly, while the hand on your ass kept you pinned to his mouth.

you came embarrassingly fast, legs shaking, thighs clamping around his head, and a choked cry ripping from your throat as pleasure slammed through you like a freight train.

he didn’t stop until you were whimpering, oversensitive and twitching. only then did he pull back, lips shiny, And eyes wild. he stood, towering over you, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand like it was nothing.

“still mad?” he asked while rubbing the leg that was just shaking over his shoulder.

you could barely speak as you just grab his shirt and yank him down into another kiss, tasting yourself on his tongue. he growled, lifting you clean off the floor and tossing you onto the bed.

clothes came off in a blur, his shirt, your top, and the skirt finally shoved up around your waist because he refused to take it off. “keep it on,” he muttered against your neck, teeth grazing your pulse. “you wanted to wear it? then you’re wearing it while i fuck you.”

he freed himself from his jeans, thick and heavy and already leaking. one hand wrapped around your thigh, spreading you open. the head of his cock nudged your entrance, slick from your orgasm, and he pushed in slowly at first, letting you feel every inch stretch you open.

“shit,” he hissed, forehead pressed to yours. “so fucking tight. always so fucking tight for me.”

you arched, nails digging into his back as he bottomed out. the skirt was bunched uselessly at your hips, the fur rubbing against your skin with every thrust. he set a punishing rhythm, each snap of his hips driving the breath out of you.

“mine,” he growled against your ear, hand sliding up to wrap lightly around your throat, not squeezing, just holding. “this pussy? mine. this body? mine. you wear whatever the fuck you want, but when you come home, this–” he slammed in harder, making you cry out. “–pussy is what i get. understand?”

you nodded frantically, tears of a completely different kind pricking your eyes from how good it felt.

“say it.”

“it’s yours– fuck– pa. it’s your pussy!”

he rewarded you by dropping his hand between you, thumb circling your clit in perfect strokes. your second orgasm crashed into you without warning, walls fluttering around him, pulling him deeper.

he cursed, hips stuttering. “that’s it, mama. milk me. let me fill you up.”

three more brutal thrusts and he buried himself to the hilt, groaning your name as he came in thick pulses that spilled deep inside you until you were dripping with it.

for a long moment the only sound was both of you breathing hard.

then he collapsed half on top of you, careful not to crush you, and pressed a soft kiss to your sweaty temple.

“i’m sorry,” he murmured, voice hoarse. “for real. i was out of line.”

you swallowed, throat raw, and rubbing your fingers on his freshly cute fade. “you’re still an asshole.”

he huffed a tired laugh. “yeah but i’m your asshole.”

you smiled despite yourself, legs still tangled with his, and his cock still softening inside you.

“next time,” you whispered, “just tell me i look good before you lose your mind.”

he kissed the corner of your mouth, slow and sweet.

“deal. but baby?” his hand smoothed down your side, possessive even now. “you still ain’t leaving the house in that skirt tonight.”

you laughed, exhausted and stupidly in love.

“fine…..but only because you earned it.”

[ie4ri]

𝜗𝜚 Four eyes — nerd!armin x reader

“Oh, I didn’t know you wore glasses.”

“They’re just for reading, how are you?”

“I’ll be great when I see you in those glasses again.”

— ✦ —

“Where are they?” You looked at the blond below you, straddling his hips. His back against the headboard as you’re perfectly seated on top of his growing bulge.

Armin leans on his forearms, reaching out to his nightstand for his glasses. Putting them on his face in a hurried manner.

The second the black frames hit his eyes, you attack his lips, making them slightly part. Armin's tongue darts across your cherry plated lips...and you feel metal?

You pull back in shock, "did you get a piercing?"

His glasses are the slight bit fogged, "I- uh, yea 3 weeks ago—I forgot to tell you."

The small metal ball lies on his pink tongue, glistening in shared spit and your room light.

"So that's why you avoided me."

"I didn't avoid you! I— I just knew if I saw you, you would try to kiss me or something...and I couldn't irritate it during the first 3 weeks. Also my tongue was kinda swollen," he rambles, embarrassingly whispering that last part.

…You’ve always wanted to see what it would feel like.

So soon enough Armin ended up between your legs. The cold metal ball making contact with you clit everytime he licks a long stripe of your cunt.

"Does that— feel good?" His cheeks are painted a nice rosy color, his lips glistening from your juices.

You nod, practically shoving his face back down and he happily follows.

© ie4ri 2026 . all rights reserved.

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[giogiobb]

Tease pt.1

Nerd!Armin x Reader

tags: teasing, drinking, tongue piercing (obviously), semi-public sex, oral fixation, cunnilingus, edging, breath play, overstimulation, gagging, mirror play, biting, mild pain play, smut

inspired by fanart from: @musapylsa

→ pt.2

You were called by your lecturer to wait along with Armin. “Yes, professor?” you said while impatiently waiting to leave class. “Your last assignment was lacking. So, I’m assigning Armin here to tutor you for a few weeks” he said while looking through some papers. You looked over at Armin who was looking at the lecturer absent-mindedly. “Is that okay with you Armin?” the lecturer asked looking up from the papers. “Yes, all good with me.” he piqued while nodding. You didn't have it in you to ask whether that was really necessary. “Alright, thank you professor. Have a good day” you said wanting to hurriedly leave. You walked out of the class not waiting to hear a response because you didn't have any interest in doing the tutoring lessons.

However, Armin on the other hand took any tutoring requests seriously. “Hey, wait up.” he lightly jogged towards you to catch up with you. “Listen Armin, I know you’re a teacher's pet or whatever but I don’t need tutoring lessons so I have to go now.” You said annoyedly. “Yeah well it’s not convenient for me either but I have to do it or else he will question my capability if he sees that your grades are still bad.” He said bluntly. You stared at him blankly, mouth ajar in shock because you didn’t expect him to be so straightforward. You always considered him to be a pushover because of how he looked. “Okay fine, let’s go to the library now if so. I have somewhere to be tonight.” He nodded and began following you to the library.

You sat across him at the table, legs crossed and bouncing under the table. You were bored out of your mind and your phone wouldn’t stop buzzing but he already gave you an annoyed look because of it so you took it off the table and kept it in your bag. Instead of looking at the words written on his book, you kept glancing towards his hand moving on it. He has really beautiful hands, you wondered and your mind wandered to what he can do with it. He then slammed his hand on the book to get your attention which pulled you out of your trance making you look up at him. “Are you even paying attention?” He said with a hint of sternness which you wouldn’t have caught if he didn’t have your full attention. “Um, yeah of course. Why would you think I’m not paying attention?” You said while giving a half hearted chuckle. He just gave you a light glare and continued on with the tutoring. You sat there intrigued by this side of him which you didn’t know existed. Heck, you even felt a bit attracted and wanted to know him more because of it. While teaching, he stretched his leg towards you brushing past your ankle. He looked up from the book to see you squirm a bit with a soft blush spread across your cheeks. He knew you were staring at his hands and he wanted to mess with you a bit more but thought it would be too mean to do so on the first day itself 

After an hour, Armin decided to wrap up because he didn’t want to overwhelm you with the content by teaching everything on the same day. “I’ll be leaving now. See you tomorrow. Same time, same place.” He said while packing up. You didn’t even realize an hour went by. “Oh, uh sure yeah. See you tomorrow.” When he walked away you kept staring at his back. Though he wasn’t the tallest, you also didn’t realize that he had kind of a lean build under the baggy t-shirts that he wear.

-

Next day you meet him at the same time, same place wearing quite a raunchy outfit you’d say. After all, you were going clubbing after this with some of your girlfriends. He glanced you up and down before pulling out and patting on the chair next to him today. You walked over and sat on it feeling a bit proud that you made a nerd like him check you out since you have never seen him talk to any girls before. You pulled the chair closer towards him and the table to settle in. “Shall we begin?” You asked him innocently with a smile on your lips. He cleared his throat and pushed his glasses further on his nose bridge and nodded.

Almost half an hour into the tutoring, you started to feel bored from just looking at how his hands moved on the book with the pencil and how his adam's apple moved up and down as he kept teaching you the content. On the other hand, Armin also kept stealing glances at your chest that were slightly spilling out from your V neck top. He snapped out from both tutoring and taking looks when he felt your warm thigh press against his from the side. You moved closer towards him, both your arms slightly brushing against each other. Armin didn’t like this teasing as much as you thought he would. Solely for the reason that it wouldn’t be right to lean over to kiss and ruin you for trying to push him over the edge. He gripped the pencil even more, knuckles turning white. He continued teaching while she stared at the book. He moved towards your neck, ever so slightly just to make you feel his hot breath on your neck as he spoke. You felt yourself squirming and becoming breathless with unholy ideas running through your mind. You couldn’t take it anymore and moved your chair a bit away from him. You couldn’t risk ruining your black lace panties before the night even began.

Time passed slower than yesterday and he wrapped up. “Any plans for tonight?” You asked him curiously. “No, you?” He answered a bit surprised that you wondered about his personal life. “Yeah, I’m going to a club with some friends” You answered as you watched him pack up. “Enjoy if so. I’ll text you next week about tutoring. Goodnight.” He answered and walked away not waiting for your reply since you both exchanged numbers yesterday at the beginning of the tutoring session. You watched him walk away but was snapped out of it when you felt your phone buzz. When you moved towards the table to look at your phone screen, Armin stopped walking and turned his head a bit to take one more glance at your bare legs as you wore a mini jean skirt only. He left with a head full of dirty thoughts.

As he walked towards his dorm room, Eren stopped him just to drag him to a club. Armin has said no enough times but lost a bet the last time they hung out so he had no choice but to go with Eren after dropping his bag off in his room. 

-

You entered the club lit in a purple hue of lights with white lights brightly flashing in different spots. You head to the bar and wait while your most confident friend chatted up some guy named Jean and got him to buy you all some drinks. While you were enjoying the drinks and dancing around, at the corner of your eye you spotted a certain blonde in the same green shirt you saw him in earlier. You thought to yourself that you might or might not be mistaken so you decide to follow the blonde you saw. He stood near a round high table with a goth girl and a frat boy clinking drinks. You watched as he downed the shot with ease and felt the burn of it in his throat reflecting on his face. He then turned around and you were right, it was Armin.

You felt quite shocked and a bit betrayed if you were being honest. Because the good boy image of him that you had in your head wasn’t somewhat true, but it also made you want to approach him. Yet for some reason, now that you find him attractive you felt awfully nervous. You turned around towards where your friends were and began walking away, until you felt a hand grab your wrist. You quickly turned around just to see Armin holding your wrist with his cheeks flushed pink.

He led you to the side a bit away from the crowd and leaned towards your ear to say “Can I kiss you?”. He caught you off guard and before you could register what he said, you felt your head nod. He leaned towards your face and began slowly pecking while holding your waist. Your hands roamed on his body and gripped his shirt to pull him closer. He felt the urge to deepen the kiss so he grabbed you by the back of your throat and tilted his head to the side so that his glasses won’t dig into your cheeks too much. You took a deep breath and began kissing him back deeply while your hand planted onto his hair pushing him closer. You felt his tongue swipe on your lips indicating you to open your mouth, and when you did his tongue began roaming your mouth like it was inspecting the inside.

Suddenly, you felt a warm metal in your mouth and you pulled away wondering what it was. Armin felt your body stiffen up as you pulled away and he knew exactly what it was. He knew that you felt his tongue piercing which was a surprise to you. Before he went in for another, he took one of your hands 2 fingers to make you swipe on his tongue to make you feel his piercing after he stuck his tongue out to show it. Your eyes widened because you didn't expect him to have such a provocative piercing. You moved your hand to the side of his face to grab it towards you to go for another kiss. This time you felt confident and he felt impatient to feel your lips again.

Both of you kissed for what felt like hours before you started dragging him to an out of order washroom. It hasn’t been in use for months because of a shattered mirror so it was convenient.

You entered with him and locked the door before heading towards the countertops. You started leaving kisses and hickeys on his neck while your hand roamed on his body under the shirt inching towards his growing bulge. He let out soft whimpers and moans while breathing heavily and gripping the edge of the countertops. You palmed his bulge over his jeans just to tease him, making him buck his hips up towards your palm. You let out a quiet giggle seeing his reaction and he knew you’d be just teasing him for way too long if he let you.

So he moved his hand towards the hem of your skirt and lifted it up revealing your lacy panties. The thought of you wearing it earlier to the tutoring lesson when you both teased each other made him feral. He moved his fingers to your heat over the panties making you bite your lips and breathe towards his neck. He felt himself lean towards your hot breath as he rubbed slow circles on your clit. You wanted to release so bad at this point you couldn’t be bothered to palm his bulge. Instead your hand reached towards his wrist to keep it still as you humped his hand.

To your dismay, he moved his hand away and made you lean on the countertop instead. He reached to your top to pull it down to your waist leaving your matching bra on. He grabbed one of your boobs while he left kisses and nibbles on the other leaving your nipple alone just to edge you. He moved one of his legs in between yours making you straddle it leaving you on your tip toes. Your heat was now on his thigh making you move your hips involuntarily. He kept pushing his leg towards you just to apply pressure. You felt your eyes roll back as you rode his thigh trying to catch your release, but as soon as you got close he moved his leg away making you whine.

He unclipped your bra from the back and circled your nipple with his tongue. The feel of his tongue piercing cold on your nipples made it even harder than before. After doing so for a bit, he began squatting down, leaving soft nibbles and feeling all your curves with the same hands that you were dreaming about since yesterday. His face finally reached your heat and he looked up at you while hiking your skirt up. He then gripped your panties from the sides to pull them down and off your legs just to stuff it in his pocket. You felt a bit shy now that you were bare and more naked than him. However, all that embarrassed thoughts went out the window when he began licking your clit with his tongue and caressing your folds with his fingers. You let out a moan feeling the touch you have been edged for too long. “So wet. Just for me.” He slightly smirked against your folds as he whispered just enough for you to hear. You felt your cheeks heat up more than you thought were possible when you heard. Not a minute later, he began eating you out as if it’s the first meal he’s having today. Your hand gripped his hair pulling his face towards your heat just to ride it. The way his cold tongue piercing kept hitting different areas of your heat made you lose your mind. Not too long after that, you felt yourself reach your first climax which washed over you making you feel so much pent up relief, but as you were catching your breath, Armin had other thoughts than to let you rest.

He felt your folds even wetter than before and plunged a finger deep in you making you pull his hair a bit harder than you wanted to. The thing about him though is that he loves and can handle pain very well. One reason why he has the piercing that he has. He added 1 more finger and began fucking you at a fast pace making you overstimulated. He stood up while still having his fingers in you and began kissing you while resting his other hand on your throat with a light pressure at the right spots. You felt yourself having a hard time to breathe because of it along with the pleasure he was giving you. He moved his lips away from yours and began leaving hickeys on very visible areas but you were seeing stars at this point so you could care less. You felt another climax approach soon and he knew as he felt you clench around his fingers. He helped you ride out your high while fucking you with his fingers leaving your heat pulsating.

He looked deep in your eyes as flashed his tongue just to lick his fingers that were dripping in your wetness. He licked them suggestively enough to make sure your breath hitched as you watched. You instinctively stuck your tongue out wanting him to do the same and worse to you. He took this as a sign to do the same and gripped the back of your throat before putting the same fingers deep in your mouth reaching your throat. It made you gag and have teary eyes but it burned so good as he moved. You swirled your tongue around his fingers tasting you and himself. It felt dirty but in the best way possible. He took his fingers out with a pop before unbuckling his pants to give himself a few pumps.

He held your arm and turned you around to make you face the mirror that was behind you the whole time. You faced the mirror and watched him from the mirror as he began lining his cock towards your entrance. He gave a few teasing nudges with his tip right before he sank fully into you. To your surprise, for a nerdy guy, he sure was packing. You felt yourself stretch around him which hurt so much.

After all, you have never had sex before despite how you presented yourself. You felt your eyes tear up and he noticed it in the mirror. He began hushing you as he slowly moved hoping it would soothe the pain. After taking a hot minute to adjust yourself to his length, you lifted your head up with hands on the countertop holding onto dear life to make eye contact with him from the mirror. His glasses were starting to now fog up ever so slightly making him look even more mysterious than usual. He held your hips and began fucking you fastening the pace. Your head dropped once again, but this time, he held your jaw and forced you to look towards the mirror so you could make eye contact with him. “Watch while I fuck you.” He lowly said into your ear and moved away after licking a stripe on your ear making you shiver. He began fucking you faster while gripping your hips enough to bruise them. Every now and then he would also give your round butt a squeeze making you moan and squirm.

As he kept fucking you, you became louder which could be risky because anybody could hear. He reached into his pocket and fished out your panties that he put in earlier. He grabbed it out and stuffed them into your mouth catching you off guard. He then grabbed both your wrists with one hand and your hair with the other. He pinned your wrists to your back while he pulled you by your hair towards his chest. He then moved it to your jaw holding your face in place while he fucked you deep with hard thrusts making his tip kiss the cervix in a way you didn’t think was possible. Your mouth was salivating so much to the point that there was spit leaking from the sides because of the way your panties were gagging you. He whispered sweet nothings into your ear making you all hot and bothered even more because of his breath as he fucked you.

He pulled out and reached for the panties in your mouth taking it out. It made you cough a bit before you began catching all the breath you lost. He then flipped you towards him and made you sit on the countertop between the two mirrors. When your butt touched the cold marble countertop, you felt so sensitive. You reached towards his shirt and tugged it upwards making him remove it. You admired his flushed body that was glistening in a thin layer of sweat. He threw the shirt next to you and went in for a kiss as he entered in you again.

This time he focused on getting himself off. So he gripped your waist and began grinding into you desperately. His pubic bone kept pleasuring your clit because of the position making you leave scratches on his back shoulders. This had him moaning and whimpering while yearning for release. He kept fucking you for a good while before he finally felt himself spasm indicating climax. You felt his thrusts become sloppier and held him closer wanting him to finish in you, and he gladly did groaning into your ear. While he kept cumming in you, he rubbed circles on your clit pushing you over the edge and making you cum for the third time that night. He had you biting his shoulder blade to mask the loud moan as he hugged you while you rode out your release while shaking.

You stopped biting and looked at him trying to find his eyes, but because of his fogged up glasses you couldn’t. So you reached towards it and pushed it up to his hair before locking eyes giving one final deep kiss for the night. Afterwards only you realised what you both had done and it left you dreading for the next tutoring lesson. While Armin on the other hand knew exactly what you both had done and couldn’t wait for the next tutoring lesson.

hope you guys enjoyed this.♡ྀི

word count: roughly 3400 words

a/n: lmk if you guys want a 2nd part cause i might have an idea on how to write one more part. :3

[shallowhearts]

🧸 edging nerd!armin

18+ mdni

“baby-” his voice catches, breaking into a breathy, helpless sound as your hips settle back down, “please… just-let me-”

his grip tightens on your hips, fingers digging in like he’s trying to ground himself, like it’s the only thing keeping him from completely falling apart

you’re being a little mean

every time his expression tightens, every time his breath stutters like he’s right on the edge-you stop. letting your walls slowly drag up, pausing when only his tip rests inside you

His head tips back, throat exposed, a loud, broken whimper slipping out while you latch onto his throat, teeth and tongue making a mess of his pretty, milky skin

“god-” he exhales, tossing his head side to side like he’s trying to convince himself to hold out, “you’re-you’re doing this on-nngh-on purpose…”

you hum softly, dropping your hips back down, quietly giggling when his breath stutters and his back arches off the bed

“I can’t-” his voice drops into a whine, chest rising and falling in rapid breaths, “i-ah-im gonna cum baby-please”

he looks so pretty like this, fucked out and desperate. you decide you’ve tortured him enough, lifting your hips and dropping them back down in a steady slap, slap, slap that picks up in pace

his words cut off completely, replaced by a sharp inhale that breaks into a loud moan. his hands squeezing you tighter against his body as he lifts one to back of your head, dragging your lips to his in a messy kiss

you keep the same quick rhythm for all of 10 seconds before he lets out a wrecked moan, burying his face into your neck as he fills you

you keep going, teetering him on the edge of too much as his groans break into whimpers, hands squeezing and pushing like he isn’t sure if he wants you closer or farther away

you finally slow your movements to a complete stop, armin’s still hard cock resting inside of you, cum slowly leaking out around the sides of him

you lean down to kiss him, and he melts into it, breath still uneven, hands sliding up your back to keep you on him

a quiet, shaky sound slips out of him when you pull away, and he leans forward to press slow, dragging kisses across your shoulder

you shift just enough to look at him, catching the way his face flushes deeper, the way he won’t meet your eyes

he looks wrecked, lashes damp, lips parted, chest still rising too fast

you go to pull off of him, and his hands holding your waist tighten

“…don’t stop,” he breathes, the words slipping out before he can think better of it

“want more, baby?” you tease, lips ticking up in a mean smile

a look you’ve never seen before passes over his face, and before you have time to think about what it means he’s flipping you onto your back

your mouth parts in shock as his hand comes up to rest next to your head while the other one reached down to thumb at your clit

“m-min!” your breath hitching as he pulls his cock out, just enough to rest his tip inside of you, and then pushes back in, hips flush with yours, tip pressing into your cervix

it’s his turn for a faint smirk to slide across his face

“your turn”