Armin Arlert Thirst - Tumblr Posts

kay sorry but im just having INTENSE brainrot for armin rn! like, imagine armin getting super jealous when he sees jean or connie flirting with you, so he just takes you home and fucks you rough and possessively and is all like 'im not jealous. I'm being completely reasonable' and 'you're naive if you think he just wants to be friends with you' like aghhh I'm down so bad

oh wow this is so good i -

001. w/c: 0.8k | mean!dom armin x f!reader

002. cw: smut (mdni), mean armin, possessive armin, cursing, armin being jealous, slight degradation (not really), armin spits in your mouth lol, armin is really fucking pissed

@yujishima here you go -

Armin has always been a bit protective over you. Why should he not be? You’re the love of his life. Literally - his heart beats for you and cock throbs for you. Your every interaction with him leaves his heart pounding against his chest, overwhelmed with the notion that you’re his. Having you in his arms, gracing him with those deep smiles as you press a sweet kiss to his jaw, always leaves Armin feeling a bit hazy off love. Always leaves him grinning drunkenly, lips quirking up on one side, and wrapping his strong arms around your waist to pull you in his lap.

However, there are certain instances where that protectiveness twists into possessiveness. Such as when, earlier, Jean had shamelessly flirted with you right in front of your boyfriend.

“He’s so obvious it’s fucking embarrassing,” Armin grunts, losing control of himself as his wet chest leans over you. Fresh from his shower, his blonde hair drips water onto your breasts, pressed up and pushed against his chest as he fucks into you hard.

Armin’s lips are hot against your skin, mouthing over the swell of your breast, licking over your pert nipple before catching it in his mouth. Sucking on it, Armin deeply moves his hips, holding back your thighs to thrust roughly inside your sopping cunt. His intense actions are impatient and demanding, intoxicating you as he knocks the breath from your lungs.

All you can do is gasp around his cock, shamelessly pounding into your tight cunt as you clamp down on him.

“S-shit baby, fuck -” Armin grunts out, expletives falling past his plump lips as he buries his cock inside you. He leans his head down, nosing against the crook of your neck as his fingers come down to rub tight, precise circles against your aching clit.

“A-Armin!” you cry, his hands grabbing onto your hips harder to grind against that spot. The fat, leaking tip of his cock bullies against it, and Armin’s breath is irritated as he mouths against your neck. Roughly, Armin grabs onto your jaw, fingers bruising as he forces you to meet his intense gaze.

“I’m not jealous,” Armin justifies, growling against your lips as he pulls you in for a searing kiss. It is breathtaking, as Armin steals all the air from your lungs until your chest constricts tightly. “I’m being perfectly reasonable.”

Catching his lip between his teeth, Armin lets out the heavy grunts that pile deep in his chest. “Stay still,” he seethes, slightly annoyed at how you continuously writhe underneath him.

“Armin -” you cry out for him, eyes rolling to the ceiling when his thick, bulbous tip thrusts deep into your sopping cunt. He swears under his breath, arms straining with the effort to hold him up as he fucks into you harder.

“That’s it, baby. Say my name just like that,” he demands, blonde hair falling against his face as he tilts his head up in pleasure. Over and over, Armin ruts his thick, throbbing cock inside of you, relishing in how you clamp down on him with a vice-grip.

Choking a bit when your walls tighten even further around his aching shaft, Armin almost collapses against you. His strong muscles pull taut as his body contracts in pleasure, gasping for air as his hips move in loose circles.

You drive him crazy - Armin could barely handle it before he was pinning you to the mattress, fucking his cock deep into you. Slamming back into you, Armin roughly grips onto the back of your neck, pulling you into a sloppy, messy kiss as his cock drives possessively into your soaking pussy.

Armin feels hazy off lust - blinded with jealousy and possessiveness as he roughly moans into your mouth. With how good you’re milking his cock, sucking his aching shaft and hot, swollen tip back inside of your sweet pussy, Armin has half a mind to propose right then and there.

“Fuck - gonna cum deep inside this pussy, leave it leaking down your thighs so Jean can see just who you belong to,” Armin growls, a sound that has your hips keening up as his fingers catch against your clit. Raw desperation coats his words as you clench around him, crushing the head of his cock as he bullies it back inside you.

“G-god, Armin,” you manage to get out, feeling drunk off his cock as he fucks you.

“Feels too fuckin’ good,” Armin groans out, sucking your bottom lip into his mouth as his thrusts turn bruising. Licking into your mouth, Armin makes sure to part your lips, breaking apart only to spit in your mouth, meanly. “Take it,” he sneers.

The knots inside his stomach start to tighten, clenching in his lower abs at the sensation of you squeezing around him so deliciously. He pounds into you vigorously, making sure you take all of his aching cock as he licks his lips.

Armin drags his cock inside of you, the grip on your thighs possessive and impatient as his leaking tip kisses your cervix. When he leans down, Armin’s breath is heady and hot against the column of your throat, pressing his cock even deeper inside you.

“Gonna keep fucking you like this ‘till that bastard knows who you belong to.”