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— 𝐢-𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢’𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤!! ; 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐭.

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 !! — when the two of you had first heard him calling your name while eren fucked you senseless you thought it would be fun to take armin for a quick little ride…

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 !! — eren yeager/f!reader, armin arlert/f!reader, eren yeager/armin arlert, eren yeager/f!reader/armin arlert.

𝐰𝐜 !! — 6.43k.

𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 !! — nsfw ; minors dni.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 !! — dark content ( stepcest, dubcon, stepbrother!armin ) stuckage, oral sex ( fem receiving ), rimming, threesome, anal sex, crying, begging, kissing, fingering, anal plug, virgin!armin, boyfriend!eren.

— 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐞 !!

Humming softly, Armin sprays the top of his desk with the special cleaner he’d borrowed from his stepsister, who worked for the Ackerman Teahouse in the inner ring of Paradis Isle. She’d been working for the owner, Levi Ackerman, since she was fifteen, and eight years later, both her relationship and her job were long running and going strong, with her only being a notch below the owner when it came to workplace superiority. Her boyfriend, Eren, who she lived with ( he was also two notches below her in superiority in the teahouse: one spot beneath the longtime waiter, Oruo Bozado, and two beneath the assistant manager, Eld Jinn ), drove her to and from work every day. 

They’d met years ago in preschool, years before Armin’s mother married Y/N’s father when they were in middle school ( Armin in fourth grade and Y/N and Eren in sixth ), and had been best friends for years until Eren’s little schoolhouse rival Jean Kirstein tried asking her out when they were all fourteen or so. Eren had seen red and interfered, saying that they were already dating and whisking Y/N away. Y/N had teased him about it relentlessly, of course, and he’d asked her out for real that same day in his house’s kitchen. She’d said yes, then went home and told Armin everything — Eren shaking his head and hands the whole time, his face pinker than the strawberry milkshake he’d bought her on the way to her house. Now, Armin had had his fiar share of crushes on girls and boys at school, but he had made extra sure to never let it slip that he’d had a crush on Eren ever since Y/N had introduced them to one another ( which meant he’d liked Eren for almost three years at that point ). He just wanted to be happy for his stepsister, even though seeing Eren and her kissing and holding hands all the time sometimes did make his heart hurt. 

Now they were all in their twenties with jobs as well as their own places ( Eren and Y/N living together in a small but cozy house in the outer ring at the outside edge of the middle ring that they were renting from a friend of Eren’s father, and Armin in a tiny, tiny apartment in the middle ring as close to both Paradis University and his work as possible ), and Y/N was still dating Eren. They were both still working at the teahouse with Mr. Ackerman when they weren’t working during their fourth year of college. Eren intended on being a doctor like his father, and Y/N was studying to get a Masters in History, not really wanting to be much of anything — and Armin knew why. She’d made him promise not to tell Eren at the time, but one of the military’s commanders had scouted her in her first year of college and she planned on joining up after her twenty fourth birthday. Eren had known for a couple years now, though — when he’d found out about seven months afterwards it had caused a huge argument that ended with Y/N leaving their ( then ) apartment to stay at Armin’s and Eren to freak out once he woke up ( as he’d stormed into their bedroom and slammed the door before going to bed angry ) and realized she’d left. They’d made up then, and that had been the end of it as far as Armin knew. 

And despite all of those ups and downs, Armin still had a huge crush on Eren as much as he didn’t want to admit it. It was one of the reasons why he’d argued so much against them coming over today. He didn’t want to mess up the eight year relationship that his stepsister and friend had just because of a silly crush that he shouldn’t even have. 

As he backs away from the entertainment center after cleaning it, his hip bumps the coffee table and a pen he’d left on it alongside his homework rolls off and under the couch. Cursing under his breath, he carefully moves the coffee table and gets on his hands and knees before blindly reaching for it under the couch, fingers grasping at nothing but the empty air before he finally manages to grab it — but not before his fingers brush the edge of something that spikes his curiosity. Sitting back on his calves and putting the slightly dusty pen on the table, he quickly gets back on his hands and knees with his face pressed to the floor to look under the couch, and his eyes widen. The book he’d been looking for for three whole weeks had been under the couch the entire time!

He tries his hardest to reach for it again, and the tip of his middle finger does brush against it — but he only manages to push it further away and completely out of reach, almost to the back of the couch entirely; he couldn’t move the couch either, it was too heavy. “Are you serious?” he groans, rolling his eyes and throwing his head back slightly before looking at the little loop underneath one of the cushions with a twinkle in his eyes. The little couch, gifted to him by Eren and Y/N as a housewarming gift, pulled out — and when you started to open it, the area beneath the couch was completely revealed. He could just open the pullout, grab the book, and be done with it!

Doing just that, Armin carefully pushes the pullout up, holding it up with one hand while reaching for the book with his other. It is, yet again, just out of reach, and he inches closer and closer to no avail. Hesitantly letting go of the opened pullout, he smiles softly when it stays propped up without him having to hold it up and simply bends over the front of the couch, one hand braced on the floor inside the couch’s opening and the other once again reaching for the book, the side of the couch slightly digging into his stomach as he stood on his hands and knees while practically draped over it. 

Right as his fingers close around the corner of his lost book, Armin hears a loud, creaking crash, and the lifted rectangle of the pullout couch falls back on him — it doesn’t hurt ( okay, maybe it did, and maybe the pain from it made him cry a little ), but when he tries to get out he finds that he’s completely stuck and unable to move. He pushes back and struggles to escape, trying to ignore the pulsing pain in his back, but the weight of an entire bed being on him coupled with metal that scratches at his skin painfully when he tries to back out makes him stop. What was he supposed to do now? He couldn’t get out of this, and he lived alone. On top of that, he had hardwood floors and his knees were starting to hurt. 

A loud thud outside reaches his ears, and his eyes widen; Eren and Y/N must be here, they could help!

“Y-Y/N! Eren! Help, I’m in here — I’m stuck!” he shouts, knowing that his voice is muffled through the couch but not caring. He’d be let out soon, so what did it matter? 

The door opens and closes behind him, and he repeats himself — but he doesn’t get a response. “Eren? Y/N? Hello?” Two big hands cover each of his asscheeks, making Armin’s eyes widen in surprise. Pushing him out wouldn’t work, what were they thinking?! “H-Hey, what are you — WHOA, WAIT-!”

His shriek was triggered by the two hands taking both his pants and his underwear by the waistline and yanking them down to pool around his knees, baring his ass to the faceless person who had come in through his front door. They part his cheeks, and he wiggles against their grip as best he can. “D-don’t — Don’t look there!” he whimpers, wondering why at first his stepsister’s boyfriend ( who had never looked his way like that a day in his life ) was doing this until he remembered that his stepfather had told him over Christmas last year that Eren had asked permission to ask Y/N to marry him, so it just couldn’t be him — but if it wasn’t Eren ( and couldn’t possibly be Y/N, with how big this unknown person’s hands were! ), who was it?

Armin pales from his place stuck in the couch. He’d — He’d unlocked the door for when his stepsister and her boyfriend came over. He always did, even though Y/N had a key, and he’d been screaming for help… Someone on the street had heard and decided to help themselves. He’d gotten himself into this predicament all on his own. 

A hot, wet length of flesh swipes over his twitching, exposed hole, and Armin tries to move away. It takes him a moment to realize that it’s the person’s tongue, and his eyes widen almost comically all over again. “N-No, don’t put your t-tongue there, it’s dirty!”

The person behind him ignores him, instead slurping loud and messily at the hole beneath it, tracing it and drawing various shapes along the sensitive flesh, ignoring the whining man beneath him’s struggles. Armin’s eyes cross when the strange tongue, which has coated his whole whole in a heavy layer of spit, is joined by a long, thick finger, which doesn't hesitate to curl up in him and begin swirling around his insides, almost as if it were searching for something—

Armin lets out a shriek as the intruding finger brushes across something that sends sharp stings of pleasure up his spine, his hole clenching around the finger in his ass and the person’s mouth leaving his ass to nip, bite, and suck across his exposed lower back. The finger brushes across it again and he keens, whimpering as the finger is slowly drawn out, then whimpering again when he feels the tip of a second finger press against his hole along the first as well as a hot, sticky liquid he just knew was spit dribbling over them. Before he knew it, the two long fingers are pressing inside him again, crooking up and stretching his insides as they search again for that little button hidden inside. “O-Oh fu-uck-!” Armin moans, letting his head fall forward, “Fuck — Please, please — C-CUMMIN’!” he wails, arching his back and forcing his ass back into the pleasing touch as best he can as he costs the floor in his thick load. As he came down, he was barely holding himself up on shaky forearms as the inner skin of the two fingers beside the two in his ass press against the heated skin of his asscheeks, and he whimpers when he realizes just how long these fingers were when he feels them pressing so deep in his guts and scissoring open to stretch him more. 

Armin’s cock slowly begins to harden again and his sensitive tip rubs against the rough cloth of the couch, assisting the stranger in making his entire body tremble. The fingers inside him twist and turn and stretch and toy with that special spot in a way that has Armin, regardless of previous inhibitions, pressing back into the expert touch as best he could and whining shrilly when the fingers he’d only just gotten used to are pulled away from him and he’s left empty. 

A moment passes, Armin’s thighs shaking from the feelings coursing through his veins, and suddenly the pullout that had had him trapped is lifted, freeing him. Refusing to look a gift horse in the mouth, he quickly clambers away from where he was stuck, backing into a strong chest and watching as tanned forearms close the couch and lazily toss the cushions back. The familiar glint of a series of thick black rings on the tanned hands and a prominent black skull ring on the middle finger of the man’s dry hand catches Armin’s eye and he pales again despite his aching length pressing against his stomach, slowly looking up to see just who was behind him even though deep down he knew. 

As he’d feared, it was Eren. 

Green eyes lock with his own blue ones, and a dirty grin is on the handsome older man’s face as Armin thinks back over what had just happened. The entire time that he’d been feeling so good with a ‘stranger’s’ fingers up his ass, it was Eren — Eren had done  all the sinful things that had made his body feel good, Eren’s tongue and teeth had drawn patterns of saliva and bite marks across his skin, his lips had sucked love bites across Armin’s lower back and ass — Eren, the boy he’d had a crush on since he was eleven. 

Eren, his stepsister’s boyfriend. Soon to be fiancé.

Shaky breathing from across the room catches Armin’s attention, and the moment he lays his eyes on the cause he freezes. Y/N is standing there, wide eyed and slightly red faced, her mouth slightly open in surprise. Armin can feel tears welling up in his eyes, and as soon as his lock with Y/N’s he bursts into tears. Eren had cheated on her, and with him. This was his fault, he’d ruined their relationship, it was all his fault. Armin tries to wipe all the tears away with the backs of his hands, which are curled into loose fists, but they just keep coming. 

“I’m-m s-s-sorry!” he sobs, feeling so overwhelmingly guilty that he just couldn’t think of anything else to say. “I-It’s just — The couch fell ‘nd I couldn’t get out — I was stuck, I swear! He just came in ‘nd this happened, but I p-promise I d-didn’ kn-know it was him, Y/N, ‘m sorry!” He keeps crying, not even making an attempt to stop the tears. He deserved to feel this way, he knew it — and so did his conscience. 

That’s not an excuse, his mind hisses cruelly, This is your fault and you know it; you’ve liked him for years, and now that she knows, she’s going to hate you. She’s never going to want to see you again, and you deserve it. 

No! He didn’t want her to hate him, he loved his stepsister ( perhaps a little too much, if he were honest with himself, but unlike his inner admittance of liking Eren, that he refused to acknowledge ). He’d just — he’d have to make it up to her. He could do that, right? Surely there was something he could do to earn her forgiveness?

“Hmmm, I guess there is something you could do,” she replies, making him realize that he’d been rambling out loud. 

“What?! I’ll do anything!” he cries, tears still falling even as he wipes them from his cheeks. Y/N glances to Eren, who is rubbing little circles on Armin’s bare hip with his lust-darkened eyes locked on hers already. 

She asks quietly, her own eyes darkening, “Anything?”, and Armin nods his head affirmatively furiously. Apparently he hadn’t noticed that his underwear and pants were still pooled around his knees and therefore he was completely bare in the most sensitive area before her, and she sure wasn’t about to remind him. She was enjoying being able to look down on his little pink cock, still hard and aching despite Eren getting him off earlier when he was still pinned. 

Y/N had known, of course, that her boyfriend had a thing for her little stepbrother — he didn’t love him like he loved her, of course, but she knew ( he’d told her, even, going into great detail about how much he wanted to see the younger man’s face while he fucked his ass and the blodn’s face was inbetween her tits ) how much he lusted over the no doubt tight hole the short blond kept hidden away, and Y/N hadn’t minded; after all, Eren had been jealous when she admitted she was attracted to his friend Jean, but he’d still said he didn’t mind if she fucked him and even after she did, later the three had all fucked each other, so it was only fair that she grant him this at least once — and since she’d known for years that Armin had been in love with her bothfriend, she knew he wouldn’t say anything — so their parents never had to know. 

Eren’s obsession with the thought of Y/N’s sweet little stepbrother sandwiched between the two of them began when the two of them had first heard him calling Y/N’s name while Eren fucked her senseless one night Armin had stayed over at their place, and the thought of him splayed out beneath all four of their wandering hands, his and hers, hadn’t left his mind since. 

“Please, what can I do to make it up to you?” Armin hiccups, more and more tears welling up in his eyes as the silence stretches on. 

Y/N’s eyes, darkened with a lust of her own, glint wickedly, and she grins as she spreads her legs a little and says, “Come lick my pussy.”

Armin’s eyes are wide. Surely she’d misspoke — surely she couldn’t have just asked him to do that! They were family, for Ymir’s sake!

You’re step-siblings though, a toxic part of his mind trilled happily. You two aren’t related, so it isn’t really bad, just a little… taboo.  

She shrugs when he stays quiet, turning away from him and crossing her arms. “Well, I suppose I could just… I don’t know, break up with Eren and cht you out of my life for betraying me instead,” she says cruelly, and as she expected, Armin panics. 

“N-No! No, don’t! I’ll do it, I promise I will! It’s j-just…” he trails off quietly, looking down

Y/N raises an eyebrow. “‘It’s just…’ what? What’s the issue?”

Armin squirms uncomfortably, Eren still warm against his back, but despite the discomfort he answers. “I’ve — I’ve never done… that.”

Y/N snorts in amusement, “What, you’ve never eaten pussy?” Her tone is mocking, teasing even. Armin whimpers quietly at her words, but refuses to answer this time — but Eren understands exactly what he’d meant. 

“Baby… I think your baby brother is still a virgin,” Eren purrs lowly, squeezing Armin’s hip a little and making him jump. Armin had almost forgotten Eren was still there, as crazy as it seemed. His cheeks are bright red, and fresh tears of embarrassment well up along his waterline. Y/N looks to him for confirmation and he nods tearfully, his bottom lip trembling as he holds back the tears, and she grins in an almost predatory way as her pupils blow. 

“C’mere, Armin,” she murmurs, and he pulls away from Eren and crawls over to her, not realizing how easily he was playing directly into his stepsister’s and her boyfriend’s darkest desires. Kneeling at her feet, he watches in rapt attention as she lifts a leg and places her foot on the next to bottom shelf of one of his bookshelves, revealing her panties beneath her skirt to him. His already hard cock twitches, and he continues watching as she hooks a finger around one hem of her panties and pulls them to the side, revealing her glistening pussy to him and making him swallow hard, his mouth falling open after. He’d never seen one outside of porn after all, but when she hums at him and rolls her hips up into his slack-jawed mouth, shocking him as her wetness slides over his chin and lips, his tongue flicking out to collect the slick instinctively. A string of slick connects his chin to her cunt for a second before snapping and Armin’s tongue darts out to lick at where it was sticking to his face before one of Eren’s big hands press against the back of his head and force his face against her sopping cunt, his eyes rolling back as he runs his tongue up from her hole to circle around her clit. Eren rubs his face against her pussy a few times before pulling his hand back, pleased to see Armin following the way he’d led him even without him pushing him into it anymore. 

Armin looks up curiously as she lets out soft whimpers, his face still in her pussy as  one of her hands pressing against the back of his head. His little nose presses ever so perfectly against her swollen clit, and his whole face is revealed to be soaked in her juices when he pulls back a little. “L-Like that?” he whispers quietly against her soft heat, and she shivers some then laughs a little at the feeling of his warm breath against her cunt. 

“Yeah baby, do it just like that…” Y/N whispers, taking her bottom lip between her teeth and fisting her hand in his blonde hair and pulling him back into her pussy, squeezing her eyes shut as that hot tongue slips back out and starts drawing little shapes on her clit again. “Fuck—“ Armin lets out a surprised moan at the taste that was covering his tongue with every press of it inside her quiverig hole, slowly falling into what he’d discover later to be a now desperate addiction. 

Eren walks behind her and starts kissing her neck, nipping and biting across Y/N’s collarbone with the intent of leaving marks behind as his big hands come up to grope at her chest. She turns her head to kiss him just as he twists one of her nipples through her shirt, and she moans directly into his mouth both from his touch and the feeling of Armin’s tongue in her pussy. Eren grins against her lips as they kiss wetly, never tearing his eyes from the man on his knees lapping at his stepsister’s cunt like an obedient bitch. 

Armin slobbers all over her cunt, slurping up as much of her juices as he could as she inched closer and closer to orgasm and her grip on his hair tightened, her other hand going up to bury itself in Eren’s long hair and squeeze so hard his scalp started aching. Her hips roll up into Armin’s mouth again as she starts desperately humping his face, just on the cusp of orgasm from his mouth alone. 

“C’mon baby, gonna cum, c’mon!” she whispers, rutting against his face desperately, “Don’t stop, ‘m so fuckin’ close, don’t stop!” 

Armin presses his face between her pussylips and sucks her clit into his mouth, shaking his head side to side a little like he’d seen in the videos he’d watched before sucking and nibbling at it and looking up at her through his eyelashes as her eyes rolled back and she let go of his hair with one hand so she could grab one of the higher shelves as she let out a drawn-out shriek. Her skirt that she’d had flipped up falls down a little and obscures his vision, but Armin just keeps sucking at her clit and drawing shapes on it with his tongue until she weakly pushes him away and tries to stand up on shaky legs.

“What — What a fuckin’ mouth you have there,” she murmurs tiredly, holding on to Eren in exhaustion. Her eyes, however, are still dark and expecting, and she glances to the room Armin had made into his bedroom before walking to it on shaky legs. “Eren, bring him to the bedroom. Our baby boy’s just earned himself a reward.”

Eren grins himself, a wide, sharklike thing that almost scares Armin, but the blond still follows the brunet when he crooks his index finger his way. He walks into his own bedroom to find his stepsister shimmying her cunt juice-soaked panties down her legs, her slit perfectly framed by her thighs and ass as she stands bent at the waist with one finger hooked into her panties, which are around her ankles. She lifts one leg out of it daintily, and the other follows, but Armin can’t tear his eyes away from the glistening entrance he’d gotten to taste only a minute earlier. Y/N kicks her underwear away from herself and strides over to his bed, laying on top of it and spreading her legs. 

“C’mere ‘nd suck my nipples, baby,” she murmurs softly, and he starts moving towards her almost automatically. He’s stopped by Eren, who puts a hand on his shoulder and looks at his clothes pointedly. 

“Don’t you wanna take those off first?” he asks, and Armin feels his cheeks heat up in nervousness that’s whipped away when he hears what comes out of Eren’s mouth next. “It would make us both so, so happy to see you — and you don’t want Y/N to feel cold all by herself like that, right?”

He’s stripped himself of his clothes before he even realizes it, and even when he does he’s rushing over to the bed and climbing up it. He takes his place between her legs and whimpers when she locks hers behind his lower back, pulling him close and pressing his face into her chest. He can feel the heat from the soft, delicate spot between her thighs that he’d dreamt about more than once ( and had berated himself for even imagining once he’d woken up ) rubbing against his hardened cock, and he whimpers at the feeling of the slight friction against such a sensitive place on his body. 

Y/N’s hand presses almost insistently against the back of his head, her fingers burying themselves in his silky hair and guiding him to her nipple, which he latches onto up laying his eyes on it. His mouth is hot, and she moans softly as he begins doing just what she’d wanted without her even having to tell him. Leaning down, Y/N licks off the juices she’d left on his face, her eyes glittering as he moaned against her breast, his tongue curling around her hardened nipple and his cheeks hollowed as he suckles. 

Armin lets out a surprised cry when Eren starts playing with his ass again, burying spit-slicked fingers up to the knuckle in his hole and stretching him out unforgivingly. Each thrust of the brunet’s fingers drove Armin further and further away from Y/N’s breasts, eventually pushing him up so he was chest to chest with her with his cock pinned between his and her bodies. The pressure made him whimper, his hips rolling up into her, and Eren carefully steadied him with one hand on his hip as Y/N brought his face down to hers so they could kiss. Her mouth was hot and wet, and she tasted faintly of cherries, which made him moan; it had to be from Eren buying her some cherry candy on the way there like he always did. 

Not even noticing that Eren’s pulled his fingers from his ass, Armin’s eyes cross as Eren presses his cock into the twitching hole before him, the blond’s thighs trembling as he tries his hardest to hold himself up despite the pleasure he was feeling as he was stretched wide. Y/N takes advantage of him being distracted to reach between their bodies and wrap her hands around his cock, pushing it inside herself and watching as his face contorts from the feeling of his cock being swallowed up by her cunt. As he reacts to her hole sucking him in, Eren doesn’t stop pushing inside him until his hips are flush with Armin’s plump ass, the older man’s cheeks dusted ever so slightly with a rosy color as stills and he fills out the hole he was using. Armin was fucking tight, and since Y/N didn’t like anal ( so they didn’t do it ) it was affecting him. 

He gives the trembling man ( no longer a virgin!! ) beneath him a moment to collect himself before carefully pulling out, stopping right as his tip tugged against the inside of Armin’s hole before slamming his hips back against the smaller blond’s. As he’d pulled out he’d slightly pulled Armin’s own cock from Y/N’s wet heat, which had drawn whimpers from the younger man’s mouth that had turned into a scream as he’d been filled by Eren’s thick length and surrounded by Y/N’s hot pussy. 

“O-Oh — Oh god, Eren! Y/N! I-It feels s’good!” he cries, his voice shaky and tears prickling at his waterline, tears that only threaten to grow larger and fall with each rough thrust of Eren’s hips. “F-Fu-uck ple-e-ease~! Hard-der, harder! Faster-r!” The bigger man’s balls slap against his own as he fucks him, slamming against his prostate and sending Armin’s cock deeper into Y/N’s hole with each thrust, and as a result Armin’s speech slowly begins to slur and his brains eases off; he doesn’ think about what’s being said or the taboo aspects of what’s happening, all he focuses on is how it feels good and how he never wants the pleasure he’s feeling to end. 

“D-Daddy, Mommy, please!” Armin wails, no longer even aware of what was coming out of his mouth, and as Armin clutches tightly at Y/N’s front, the two aforementioned people pause and lock eyes, a wicked glance passing between them before they look back down to the quivering blond between them. They both coo at him lowly, their experienced fingers trailing across his heated skin as he clings to them in desperation and cries out from how good he feels. 

“Bein’ such a good boy for us, Armin,” Eren purrs, gently biting at the back of the blond’s neck as he sobs beneath them. The tears have long since started falling, Armin not even aware of them with how wrapped up he is in the moment. Eren’s mouth moves from his neck to his cheek, his hot tongue darting out and licking a line up his face, collecting the tears that had fallen as Y/N murmurs her agreement. 

“Yeah, such a good slut for us, baby boy,” she whispers, kissing his other cheek. 

“M-Mommy-!” he hiccups weakly, shakily grabbing at Y/N’s shoulders and sobbing when Eren’s cock strikes him ( yet again ) directly on his swollen, sensitive prostate; the entire time that his stepsister’s boyfriend had been fucking his ass he’d been zeroed in on the sensitive stretch of flesh, and that coupled with the size and length of Eren’s cock made Armin lose his mind to the feeling of the other man completely rearranging his poor, abused insides. 

When he’d started cleaning his apartment that morning, this was not what he’d been expecting.

He lets out a sudden cry when he finally cums from all the stimulation, filling Y/N’s pussy with it and making her groan and let her head fall back on Armin’s pillows. The aforementioned blond goes limp, his vision hazy and his skin prickly with overstimulation and his hole clenching around Eren. 

Eren’s grip on his hips tightens exponentially as he gets closer and closer to cumming, and he glances up to see the blissed out face of his girlfriend and the fucked out one of her little stepbrother, who Eren had known had had a life-long crush on them both. Eren almost felt bad for taking advantage of him like this, but what could he say? This was different than Y/N fucking Jean or him fucking Jean every weekend ( the horsefaced fucker was borderline obsessed with both of them and had crushes on them for ages anyway, and Eren could willingly admit that he was at least a little bit attractive, so Eren had been fine with it when Y/N had asked ), this was Armin — they’d only ever get to do this once, and now was the best time since Eren had proposed last weekend anyway, they’d be a married couple soon. While Eren enjoyed their romps outside of their relationship, he much preferred keeping to his own girlfriend for good rather than keeping them up. 

With a pointed grunt sent his girlfriend’s way, he leans down close to her, pressing Armin almost flat so his lips can meet Y/N’s. Y/N and Eren kiss feverishly with a whimpering Armin tightly sandwiched between them, cum leaking from Y/N’s hole where Armin had cum, and more cum smears between their bodies when one extra brutal thrust pulls Armin’s sensitive cock from her depths to slap wetly against her stomach. The blond lets out a shaky sob as the cool air practically attacks his spent cock, and with a loud roar that’s muffled by Y/N’s mouth and several shakily whispers of, “I love you!” from Eren, the man cums hard, his seed flooding Armin’s ass and making the man whine at the feeling of sudden warmth filling his insides. 

Eren’s pulling out not even a full thirty seconds after cumming, and he ignores the way his cock begins twinging with his own overstimulation; he wasn’t in a relationship with Armin, he was in a relationship with Y/N, so he had no reason to let the blond cockwarm him. That being said, he does fish the plug he’d brought with him out from his back jeans pocket and press into into Armin’s puffy, swollen red hole; he may not be keeping the blond full with his cock, but he’d be damned if the little smartass was going to waste the cum he’d pumped him full of. 

Armin’s unconscious when Eren carefully ( though also carelessly ) pulls him off of Y/N, and he walks with her to Armin’s bathroom before sitting her on the toilet and carefully beginning to clean her up with a warm washcloth and gentle hands. Her own comb through it long, soft hair affectionately, and he smiles up at her with nothing short of pure love shining in his eyes. She smiles down back at him, and he finishes cleaning her up before walking her to the living room. They both glance into Armin’s bedroom to see that he’s still unconscious, and Eren kisses Y/N on the lips three times in quick succession while whispering, “I’m gonna go grab us something to eat — should I get him something too?”

“Yeah, he’ll be hungry,” she murmurs, letting him drape himself over her front like a big, limp bear. She could feel him tracing shapes across the expanse of her back, and could hear him mumble something, but she didn’t know what exactly. “Hmm?”

Eren shifts nervously. “Love you,” he says pointedly, and she smiles softly to herself. He always got this way when they had a fling, even when on the weekends when they slept with Jean; he always needed to let her know that she was his only love, almost as if he didn’t know that she knew already. 

Regardless, his habits of repeating how he loved her and his sudden increase in clinginess never failed to make her smile. 

“I know,” she whispers, running her hand up the length of his shoulders and neck so she can cup his face in one hand while bringing it down to gently ghost her lips across his. She presses their foreheads together, their noses pressing against one another as well, and says, “I love you too, Eren.”

As usual, he melts. 

They stay like that for a while, simply basking in the feeling of holding each other, before he finally disentangles himself to get the food he’d mentioned several minutes before. Y/N busies herself with making a pot of coffee in the kitchen since Eren enjoyed drinking coffee with most meals, regardless of the time of day ( Mr. Ackerman had even bought a specialty coffee machine for the breakroom on Eren’s birthday two years ago just for him before telling the rest of staff they could have tea and that ‘the machine was Yeager’s’; the raven haired man had also turned a color similar to that of a strawberry when Y/N had kissed both of his cheeks fondly after watching Eren’s eyes light up excitedly, and his tall blond boyfriend had chuckled at the sight ). 

As Y/N sips at Eren’s cup of coffee as she always did, Armin stumbles into the kitchen. By this time he’d slept for over an hour, and Y/N quietly wondered if he’d even noticed the blue plug that Eren had shoved up his ass or if he was still too sore to notice much of anything. 

“Eren ran out to grab us all something to eat,” she explains before he even asks, “He knows well that people tend to get hungry after times like that.”

Armin blushes, rubs at his eyes, and nods before his eyes lock on Y/N’s hand and widen in shock. He swallows hard and fights back sudden tears that he’d not expected after waking up so pleasantly used like he’d dreamed about for years. The sparkling diamond ring on her finger seems to mock him, and he looks up at her questioningly. 

Y/N sees the look on his face ( but not the look in his eyes ) and smiles over Eren’s mug of coffee.  “He proposed last weekend when he took me on that picnic beneath our tree,” she says, looking down at the ring on her hand with warm eyes. “He says we’re gonna move to the inner ring for when he works in Paradis Memorial — he’s already put the downpayment on a house for us, two floors and a basement, three beds, and four baths. It has a big, big yard, and we’re gonna paint a pretty mailbox of our own; he’s even gotten some new furniture for us,” she sighs, her smile fond and her eyes dreamy. “This is it for us, Armin — me ‘nd Eren, we’re making it in the world together, just like we’ve always wanted.” And as Eren re-enters Armin’s apartment, Armin’s heart cracks — because if they were moving so far away and so up in the world so soon in the future, after all that had just happened, what time could they possibly ever have for him? Armin couldn’t possibly afford to follow his stepsister to the inner ring, there was no way, so he would just… be left behind? Even after what they’d done together?

Yes, that’s definitely what would happen, because looking at the two of them pressed so close to one another and clearly so in love, Armin refused to break that picture apart — just like he’d done for the past eight years. 

𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫, 𝐨𝐜𝐭. 𝟐𝟑 ; 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 © { 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 } 𝐛𝐲 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐀. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐲, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭.

hi first time ask so please can i request armin and jean and arwen moodboards please <3?

Dating Armin Arlert <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : bbyboy material. the other two will follow soon!!

its time for the girls to admit that Armin is not some sweet and innocent little angel. that man is most certainly a demon when you get him out of his shell..like he is NASTYYYY 😫

themes: rough sex, aggressive and degrading armin, choking, spit play, bulging, unprotected sex, throat fucking, daddy’s used like twice, pet names (and name calling) him being a sadist and an asshole, along with some other shit

he’s been your friend for years and granted, for a long time, that’s all you saw him as. Quiet, sweet, reliable Armin..who never made too much of a fuss about anything. He was the shy one, the timid boy who didn’t like trouble (which was much more than what could be said of his other buddies.) honestly, you preferred it though.

but it’s one night, when the two of you are quietly studying that it all changes and things get very intense..very quickly!

one minute, the two of you are nose deep in your textbooks and the next, he’s balls deep in you, trying to put you through his fucking mattress like he’s got something to prove. Your nails clawing at his sides, tapping at his abs to slow down but he’s not letting up..

“You better move that fucking hand if you know what’s good for you..it’s not stopping shit so put it down.”

instead, he’s slamming that thick, throbbing cock into your tight little pussy, that’s already sore and soaking wet from his pounding. He’s got your legs pinned back; opened wide so you can both watch all eight inches of him pulsating through the pit of your stomach. His thumb pad rolling against your already sensitive clit as his lips pressed to your gold chain laced ankle and soft instep, thanks to that foot and white painted toes pressed to his chest.

“..hngh! Arminnnn..fuck!”

coaxing out another stream of squirt to join the several others he’s induced out of you with those long, rhythmic thrusts. Even taking that big dick of his out to tap the tip against your folds and make it worse.

the result of constant teasing…swearing that he wasn’t capable of piping you like this. However, he was more than happy to debunk that claim and trust, it didn’t help when you confessed to fucking a friend of his. So he was extra motivated to make you his for good.

“Yes, baby. Keep crying for me..keep begging ‘cause it only turns me on.”

the sight of watching you twitch and flail around amuses him, so much so..he’s put it back in mid orgasm and feels that cunt clamping the base of his shaft. Clasping a hand around your throat, he leans down and snakes his tongue into your mouth; feeding you sloppy kisses and deep strokes.

“Besides, this is exactly what you wanted, right? For me to show you I wasn’t pussy..that I could fuck you better than anyone you’ve ever been with? Well tell me, sweetheart…did I?”

“Y-yes! It’s so good, daddy…fuck!”

laughing and taunting as he slightly restricts your breathing for his own pleasure, watching your brown eyes roll back as you claw at his wrists, shaking your head profusely. It feels so damn good and he’s definitely gotten his point across but he’s far from finished..

in fact, he knows just how he wants to use you next..finally releasing, he moves those same fingers to the side of your face with a few light taps.

“..good answer. Now get up, I’m not done with you.”

his voice much lower in pitch and honestly, deep enough to cause a twitch between your thighs. This new side of him were both frightening and fucking sexy. Grasping the top of your head, he reluctantly pulls out and repositions you to the edge of the bed with your head dangling from it.

once he crawls off the bed, all you see is that massive dick dangling in front of your face and his hands cupped around the back of your neck to support your already dizzy head.

wasting not another second, he places that tip and shaft into your mouth and begins pumping. Not even an hour ago, he was your homeboy and now, you were nothing more than a useless hole to him. An object, a toy to play with and take out all of his frustrations..

he’s having his way and you love it. It’s a given at this point that no one will be able to top him. You could fuck his whole crew and not one could ever compare..

the gulping noises and sloppy sounds of you sucking his cock are driving him crazy. He’s mad with lust and power, having this much dominion over one person’s body. Watching as he sees himself bulge into the center of your throat. Tears streaming down your cheeks only adding fuel to the burning fire.

he can hear you faintly whimpering and whining, causing vibrations around his length. Even clawing at the sheets momentarily but as you’ve come to learn, he doesn’t give a single, secular fuck about your feelings right now.

it didn’t matter how much you gagged, spat or even slapped at his muscular thighs. You were his until he grew bored and let you go.

“I don’t need to hear all that whining, bitch. I need you to eat this dick up..hell, throw up on it for all I care. You just better suck that nut out when I say so.”

the way he’s talking to you, it’s too much to bare…you’ve never seen him so aggressive, so mean and so…focused. But God, do you not want it to end anytime soon. He could have it all night if that’s what he wanted. Just to ensure that the inside of those jaws are nice and lubricated, he tugs out for a split second only to replace it with a long string of his saliva before shoving it back in.

this time, he’s going deeper and a lot faster. Grunting loudly, going crazy until he began to slow up and eventually, hold it in place for a minute. You could feel him sitting stagnant in the back of your throat until there was another faint twitch and his thumbs pressing gently into the sides of your neck.

“…hold still.” The last words he uttered before letting out a loud, guttural moan and a stream of milky cum into your mouth..making you swallow every drop as he emptied his balls. Tossing his head back as he cried out, letting the silky remnants slip down your throat.

“That’s right, swallow it..”

once he finished, you were given a very brief break while he decided his next move. Coughing and heaving, you’d lean back up, trying to catch your breath for a second. But there was no rest for his little slut quite yet. Giving you two light love taps, Armin ushered you to your knees and on all fours.

he’d place his palm into the center of your back to get the arch exactly as he wanted it and from there, he’d prepare to glide back in. Just to make sure that you stayed put, he raise his leg and press it to your head before tugging both arms backwards.

he was straight dogging your shit and at this rate, you wouldn’t be able to move afterwards…a risk well worth the reward.

“..just in case you wanna run from me.” bending down to whisper in your ear before proceeding to push himself in all the way one last time. And if you thought for a second he’d take it easy, you were sadly mistaken. With that thick ass bouncing off the base of his cock, he’d drill your pussy, back with those same strokes that had beaten it sore the first time around.

with all of your limbs in his grasp, (y/n) was only left with the option to scream face first into the sheets to let out those moans and let him know how wonderful of a job he was doing. In and out..one stroke right after the next, he was met with your tight grip and gushy cream all over him. He couldn’t help but to act crazy about it..

“Oh fuuuck..you’re such a perfect fit, baby. It’s like this pussy was made just for me..” crying out as he kneaded his nails into your hips and fucked up into you with all that he had. It was the mist soft and vulnerable you had seen him since this little sex session. It just wouldn’t remain that way..

switching his foot with his fingers, Armin bent down and snatched your head up yet again, as if he were trying to tug the hair from your scalp. Barely coherent, you were met with his very menacing glare and smile.

“Which means I better not catch you giving it to anybody else again. Understood?..” the words resonating throughout your body like a spell he had cast and there was no way you were breaking it.

“I said do you understand? Talk..”

“Yes, daddy. It’s your pussy..it’s all yours..”

between the weight of his body burrowing down on you and the intense pressure swelling in your heat, you couldn’t handle another second and after hearing you make that statement, neither could he.

he felt on top of the world.

curling over your entire frame, Armin made a few more final strokes before commanding that you come all over his dick and you didn’t hesitate.

“Oh my God! I’m coming..” screaming with all that you had left, (y/n) let out the last of the wetness onto his shaft and the sheets. Falling limp shortly thereafter, you’d feel yourself become less full.

but you’d hear those sexy grunts of his rang out again as he jerked his cock, wringing his wrist around until your back was met with the warmth of that white cream against your perfect brown skin.

it was a beautiful sight and one he wanted to see whenever he felt like from now on…

“..who’s soft now, sweetheart?”

𝐒𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐡 𝐰/ 𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐧, 𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧, 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐧 💨

Eren Yeager x Fem!reader | MDNI

Mentions of: roommate Armin, Connie, Jean and angry neighbor Levi

Synopsis: You’re Eren's girlfriend and he invited his friends over for a smoke session wich kinda escalated.

Warnings: Nsfw, drug use, slight exhibitionism, nipple play, slight humiliation, Connie and Jean recording your voices, fingering, penetration, lots of cuss words, Everyone being a dickhead aside from Armin cause he’s great <3

Wc: 3k+

Eren has been your boyfriend for almost 8 months now. You don’t know a lot of his friends besides Armin because he’s Eren's roommate, but you’ve heard about Connie and Jean before so you didn’t feel uncomfortable when Eren told you that they’re coming over.

He knows that you’re not the most extroverted, that’s why he told you that if you felt uneasy he’d tell them to leave but you were not bothered by Connie and Jean at all. They were really funny, and even Armin who has been pretty stressed lately was laughing at their jokes like crazy.

"No, I swear! He hit his head so hard that he walked around with a huge bruise on his forehead for at least two whole weeks!" Connie giggles at the story he just told while rolling two Joints so that Jean could pass in Erens direction and he could pass to Armin.

He’s sitting next to Jean on the end of Eren's bed wich is placed in on of the corners in his room.

He licks on the thin paper and rolls it up.

"Oh yeah? You don’t even get to talk Connie, at least my forehead isn’t as big as a fucking football helmet!" Jean yells while Armin is trying to keep his laughter in.

"Ohh shut up! Stop lying just cause you’re embarrassed!" Connie argues back.

"Guys stop yelling, I don’t want this short angry man hammering against my door again." Eren hushes them.

He sits on the head of the bed, with his back against the headboard while you’re placed between his legs, resting your head against his chest.

"Dude what are you talking about?" Connie laughs as he passes one of the joints to Jean.

"He’s talking about Mr. Ackerman, our neighbor." Armin explains. He sits with his head against the wall right next to you and Eren on the bed.

You have met Mr. Ackerman before, he’s very nice to you and Armin actually but he’s been giving your boyfriend a hard time lately.

"That man despises me!" Eren groans while rolling his eyes back.

"No he just… he thinks you’re a bit loud sometimes that’s it." Armin looks over to Eren.

"He called me a thug, and he said my music taste is trashy!" Eren says with a disgusted look on his face. He just can’t understand how his neighbor could dislike him after having such a nice talk with his mom just a week ago but he won’t let it get to him to much, at least he likes him more than his older brother.

"Somebody got a lighter?" Connie interrupts.

Jean reaches into his pocket and hands Connie a pink hello kitty lighter.

You immediately notice how familiar it looks as Connie lit up the Joint in his hand to pass the lighter back to Jean so that he could do the same.

"Hey that’s mine." You pout at Eren.

It’s the one he bought you about a month ago because you said it looked cute.

"'M sorry baby, I couldn’t find mine so I took yours when I went over to Jean last Friday." He says softly while he looks into your eyes and brushes a strand of hair out of your face.

"That’s a pretty lighter you got there Y/n." You look over at Jean to see him eying it up closely while Connie is taking the first hit. "Do you want it back?."

You nod slowly as he reaches out his arm and places the lighter softly in your hand while smiling at you.

"There you go." He winks.

"T-Thank you Jean." You mumble quietly.

He only smirks at you in response.

Eren isn’t exactly thrilled at the way that Jean looks at you but he won’t let his jealousy get the best of him again.

The next person that Connie passes the Joint to is Armin, since he noticed how exhausted he looked today. Armin has been studying night and day for the past weeks and the more that his grades went up his mood went down.

There’s dark circles around his eyes and his hair is all messed up. It’s normal for Eren to walk around like that but not really for him.

Armin starts inhaling the smoke from the joint and breathes out heavily as he sighs.

"Are you okay Min?” You ask him gently.

The first time you met Armin was almost a year ago during Eren's and your talking stage.

Armin has always been nothing but nice to you and he’s one of the most important people in Eren’s life, so of course you care about his well-being too.

"Yeah I’m just a bit tired today." Armin responds as he takes another hit.

"Cause you were up till like 5am." Jean huffs.

"So were you and Connie." Armin shrugs.

"Yeah but going out is way less exhausting than studying!" Connie comes in Jean's defense.

"Shut up, at least I don’t have to be worried about failing half of my classes." Armin rolls his eyes sarcastically. "Wow that’s how you think about me?"

Connie puts his hand up to his chest, pretending to feel his heart break.

"Don’t let it get to you bro, he’s just showing us his true colors." Jean joins the act.

Armin takes a few more hits before passing the joint to Eren while groaning annoyed.

"You want a hit Y/n?" Jean asks.

You nod and take it between your fingers before you put the tip between your lips and inhale deeply.

You don’t smoke a lot, of course from time to time but mostly when Eren's around.

"How do you feel?" Eren quietly whispers in your ear as his hand softly grabs your waist.

"'M good don’t worry." You wave off.

"Okay but take it easy." Eren responds.

"Fuck man look at Armin." Connie giggles as he points at the blond sitting next to you.

Armin’s eyes are watery and narrowed as he stares holes into the air.

"What’s wrong? Is something on my face?" He snaps out of trance and looks confused at Connie and Jean before turning his head in Eren's and your direction with a flustered look on his face.

"Nothings wrong Min, you look great." You put the hand that’s not holding the joint up to his cheek and check his eyes while you smile softly at him, as he blushes at your warming touch.

It’s easy to tell that Eren doesn’t like what he just saw by the way he pulls you closer.

"You heard that Eren? Armin looks 'great'."

Connie emphasizes the word „great“ while he draws air quotes with his fingers to express his sarcasm.

"Fuck off." Eren mumbles annoyed before taking another hit and passing his joint to Jean, leaving you out since you’re still smoking.

"See what you did y/n? Now he’s gonna act like a bitch all day." Connie complains jokingly.

"Dude don’t blame her, blame him!" Jean points at Armin.

"Why me?" Armin clearly feels insulted by being blamed for Eren's jealousy when everybody knows that Eren gets jealous all the time, even when he forgets why he was jealous in the first place after a few minutes.

"We’re joking, calm down" Connie laughs.

"You guys are so annoying." Armin huffs.

"Ohh so now we’re annoying huh?"

Eren doesn’t even care about his friends being dramatic right now.

The second he felt his body relaxing,

he couldn’t think about anything else besides how pretty you looked.

It was hard for him to focus on anything else as he pulls you closer and places his hand on your stomach.

You smell so good… is that a new fragrance? It definitely isn’t the one he bought you, but it smells really nice.

He takes your joint from between your fingers, puffs on it a single time and hands it to Connie before he slowly starts kissing your jawline down to your neck while ignoring everything happening around you two.

You can feel him sliding his hand under your shirt, just so he can slowly move it up to your chest, where he softly grabs one of your tits and squeezes it.

He so needy for you right now.

Your tits are always so warm and soft, it’s just so comforting to him.

He doesn’t even know why but he always loved your tits, they’re just so perfect and he wishes he could feel them all the time.

"Gross, get a room you two!" Jean grimaced.

"You got a problem Jeanboy?" Eren challenges him as he raises an eyebrow before pinching your nipple hard enough to make you let out a little gasp.

He knows exactly how much Jean hates that stupid nickname he gave him in 8th grade, that’s why it’s so much fun for him to use it all the time.

You’re so embarrassed at the way that Eren touches you in front of everybody.

Maybe you’re just paranoid but it feels like all eyes are laid on your body, watching your fingers trembling and your chest go up and down.

Eren notices your shaking hands gripping on his shirt and the shameful look on your face.

"Whats wrong?" He mumbles quietly, making it impossible for his friends to hear.

"Cut it Eren." Is all you get out.

You don’t want him touching you like this when people are watching and you also don’t want his friends to think badly of you.

"What?" Eren looks at you perplexed.

"Your girl just told you to fuck off!" Jean bawls loudly.

"You guys are fucking cock blocks." By the way Eren hisses at his friends it’s pretty obvious that he is annoyed right now.

"What did I do?" Armin looks at Eren offended, still smoking the joint that Connie had just handed him.

"Wasn’t talking to you." He hushes him.

"Stop the generalizations Yeager, Jean's the one you’re mad at! Armin and I were just enjoying the show!" Connie admits proudly, thinking he’s helping Armin by inserting himself into the conversation.

"What?!" Armin does not look to happy about the false statement Connie had just made.

"Don’t worry bro I got your back!" He just winks at Armin, pretending to be saving their asses right now.

"All of you need to shut the fuck up, just get out!"

At this point Eren is so pissed but he should have known better, he loves his friends but they are dickheads.

"I live here too?" Armin cheekily states as he raises his eyebrow.

He hates always being the one that gets punished for his friends bad behavior.

"I meant the living room." Eren clarifies.

"Ohh I see how it is… Eren's making us leave so he can get his little dick wet."

All of this is so embarrassing to you, you know why Eren told them to leave and the worst part is that they know too.

"Relax, we wanted to order pizza anyway. Let’s just go watch a movie or something." Jean says calmly. He sees how uneasy all of this makes you feel and just figures that you don’t know how to handle Connie’s and his humor yet.

"You’re on his side now?" Connie’s still going with the act.

"There’s no sides dumbass! Just look at Y/n, you’re gonna scare her off you idiot!" Jean's fist strikes Connie’s chest.

You wish you could hide your face right now.

The word 'flustered' is basically written on your forehead by now.

"It’s fine, we’ll go to the living room." Armin is way to exhausted to be dealing with bullshit like this right now.

He stands up and walks out of the room with Jean and Connie following him.

"Have fun bro." Connie boldly says while grinning at Eren as he closes the door.

"Why’d you do that?" you ask angrily as you turn around to face him.

"What?" He answers confused, as if he didn’t just humiliate you.

"What? Are you serious? That was so embarrassing!" You’re stunned at the fact that he literally doesn’t see anything wrong with what had just happened.

"If you think that was embarrassing then you never saw Connie or Jean try to hit on a girl." Eren smirks at the countless memories of his friends trying to impress random girls at parties.

You just huff in response, annoyed at the childish behavior of your boyfriend.

"Oh c’mon, don’t be like that." He pulls you closer and looks you in the eyes while his finger are pressing into the soft skin of your lower stomach.

"I know you want it too baby." A small smirk is painted on his lips as he takes of your shirt before he opens your bra-clamps behind your back with one hand.

As soon as your tits are freed he immediately latches on to them, sucking and biting on one of your nipples while toying with the other one.

Your try your best to stay quiet but when you feel his other hand open the buttons of your pants and slowly rubbing against you’re clit, you just can’t hold back anymore.

You whimper at the feeling of his fingers sliding the fabric of your panties to the side to insert his ring and middle finger in your tight pussy.

"Mhm let me hear you baby."

He smirks, satisfied with the fact that he knew you’d like it, before starting to suck on your other nipple.

Eren just loves the feeling of being right.

He slides his fingers in and out, feeling you clench around them and slowly getting more and more wet for him.

Soon the feeling of just his fingers wasn’t enough for you so you start pawing at the visibly hard bulge on his pants, hoping he’d give you what you want.

He just laughs at your pathetic action, before removing his fingers from your cunt and pressing them between your lips, so you can suck them clean.

"You want me so bad don’t you princess?"

He smirks wickedly.

You just nod, with your tongue still wrapped around his fingers.

"Mhm that’s what I thought. I feel nice today so I’ll give you what you want baby."

He removes your pants and underwear from your already twitching body before he takes off his sweater and loosens his belt to strip out of his pants and boxers too.

You grab him by his neck to pull him closer to place a long and sensual kiss on his lips.

Eren rubs his tip gently along your slit, using your wetness to thrust in easier.

You softly kiss and suck on his neck, leaving a few little hickeys and bruises.

"C’mon baby moan for me, I want everybody to hear how good I make you feel." Eren starts going faster and using his thumb to softly rub up and down your clit.

You cry out when you feel him hammering his dick inside of you, penetrating your g spot.

"Louder princess, I know you can!" He gives your tit a small squeeze before smacking it with his hand.

You whine at the pain, completely forgetting about the fact that his friends could probably hear you right now.

"Oh look at your tits baby, you’re nipples are all perked up." Eren smiles before starting to suck on them again.

You feel his teeth biting around the areola and his tongue leaving kitten licks all over you’re already swollen nipples.

You can tell he’s also close by the way he’s groaning in your ear and the fact that his thrust start getting messier.

He keeps on switching back and forth between your nipples, trying to give them his attention equally.

By the time he stops your nipples are already so puffy and sensitive that the feeling of his thumb rubbing over them feels ten times more arousing then normally.

"Are you close baby?" Eren asks as he looks down on you.

"Mhm m' so close Eren, please make me cum." You beg desperately.

"Let me hear your pretty moans again and I’ll let you cum." He says, speeding up one more time.

You start moaning in his ear, feeling that you’re already on the edge when he hits your g spot again, finally giving you the rest to cream around his cock.

A few seconds later Eren pulls out, releasing himself on your lower stomach.

"Fuck yes." He whispers under his breath before throwing his head back.

"I knew you could do it." He locks eyes with you again, still trying to calm his breath.

He pulls out and gives you a peck on the forehead before grabbing a tissue from his nightstand to wipe away the cum on your body when it suddenly knocks at his bedroom door.

"Eren… uhh I don’t wanna bother you but Mr.Ackerman is at the door and he asked me if I could tell you to uhm… 'keep it down'." Armin stammers.

"Tell him to fuck off." Eren shouts back pissed off at his noisy neighbor not being able to mind his business.

"I refuse to do that." You hear Armin decline your boyfriends offer from the other side of the door.

"Then tell him that I’m busy." Eren groans annoyed.

"Fine but if this happens again I won’t back you up!" Armin states clearly before you can hear his footsteps becoming quieter until he’s completely gone and it’s silent again.

"Can you believe that?" He looks at you irritated.

"Maybe we were being a bit loud." You admit quietly.

"So what? This is my house." He says annoyed.

"Well technically…" you start as he interrupts you. "Don’t even start Y/n!"

"I’m sorry, I love you baby." You giggle.

"Yeah whatever." He looks away with a stern look on his face.

"C’mon say it back!" You playfully hit his chest.

"I love you too." He rolls his eyes before giving you a small peck on the lips.

"Do you think Connie and Jean are still here?" You ask curiously.

Of course you think it’s embarrassing when Armin hears Eren and you having sex, but at least you know that he would never mention it to you.

Connie and Jean on the other hand have no filter. They would totally joke about it.

Eren grabs his phone from his nightstand and looks at his Homescreen.

"They sure are." He sighs.

"How do you know?"

He turns his phone screen towards you and opens a contact named 'Bald bitch'.

"What’s that?" You ask confused. There’s only a single new voice message that’s about 25 seconds long.

"Press play." He calmly speaks.

It’s like your soul left your body when you heard Connie and Jean fake moaning and joking around while Armin was mumbling something along the lines of "he isn’t going to like this guys.".

You could hear yourself whining in the background as Eren was saying something that you couldn’t understand clearly.

"Those two bastards." Eren rolls his eyes.

"That’s what I sound like when I’m having sex?"

"What’s wrong with it? I think you sound beautiful baby."

"This is horrible."

Next time when Eren wants to sleep with you while his friends are over, your definitely saying no.

This was so much fun to write even if it took me forever!!

I noticed that I write a lot about Eren and kinda wanted to get away from that even if I love him lmao.

My newest work:

This is the funniest shit I have ever read😭😭😭

But honestly I would embarrass myself so much too so don't worry👍 (my clumsy ass would trip if I'd see him)

I'll ask more stuff in the future hihihihi And yes absolutly,you would get HIM pregnant.

Ich liebe diese Antwort.

What would your honest reaction be if you saw a titan? And armin (you'd faint be honest)

Bro not to sound delusional but I would fight the Titan on the battlefield, Natasha romanoff style and then I would fight Armin in bed, when I’m done with him we BOTH end up pregnant ;)

JK if I had to be honest if I saw a Titan like irl I think I’d just stand there in horror and probably die or if it’s from far away just stand there in horror and then go to bed IF I SAW ARMIN THO goodbye id probably embarrass myself so hard on accident and then go home and cry and throw up or maybe id panic and just ignore him and get away from him or something 😭

settling in • a. artlert

moving into a new place with your fiancée and he has the perfect idea to get you two acquainted with it!

word count: 3.9K

pwp, black fem reader, nursing au plotline, lowkey filthy smut, spit play, he fucks reader in a chair, praise kink, squirting, oral (f. receiving) brief a eating (iykwim), fingering, creampie, full nelson, pet names + daddy is used.

it’s been forever and fifteen days since I’ve written for my pooh bear armeen (I lowkey missed him) and writing so here we are

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“Is that it?”

“Yeah..looks like it was the last one. Finally.”

a heavy sigh of relief, along with a wave of pride came rushing over the twenty four year old as he faintly kicked the door shut and locked it behind himself and his beautiful bride to be. Carrying in the remaining boxes from a long and daunting move. It was a surreal moment to say the very least. Neither of you could believe that in just a few months, you’d be marrying the love of your life, with successful jobs and what seemed like a far off reality, now owning your place. A single family home with two bedrooms and two baths, a beautiful kitchen and everything that you could’ve ever wanted! If anyone had told you guys that this would be your future, you’d never believe them. It seemed like just yesterday, the two of you were partying and doing dumb, dangerous things. Now, (y/n) was working as a Human Resources manager and in the same hospital where your soon to be husband worked as a registered nurse. It was ideal in all the ways imaginable. Armin Artlert was always regarded as someone who was extremely intelligent with a good head on his shoulders. Someone who’d undoubtedly walk the straight and narrow..unfortunately, he veered from that path when he met you. Not so much that you dragged him down or deterred him from his goals, but you kept him good and preoccupied! Meeting for hookups when the both of you should have been studying. Him snatching you from class early just to smoke you out and have sex..it was very unbecoming of both of you and although you were both madly in love, it wasn’t enough and you made the heartbreaking decision to separate for a while. At least until your goals were met and you were both in a good place. Fast forward almost two years and your lives couldn’t be better. On the day of his nursing school graduation, Armin dropped to a knee in front of everyone and asked you to be his wife. He knew he couldn’t go a step further into his future unless you were right there beside him, to do it for eternity. And with bells, you accepted! Nearly ruining your makeup after his doting speech. Now, things were looking brighter than ever and you both had so much to look forward to. In both your personal lives and careers..

“…we really did it, huh?” The tears welled in your eyes at the uttering of the words. Truthfully, you were overcome with emotion. Especially because you’d never imagined this life for yourself..a wife, a career woman or homeowner. It felt like something you’d never even dreamed of and yet, you were thankful you’d crossed paths with this man. You loved Armin so much and you were so glad that there was no question, that he was all yours. And that this life? It was one that you were going to build together.

“Yes we did..and I’m so proud. Of both of us. I love you, (y/n).” Softly muttering with his hands cradling your own; pulling you closer towards him as he wrapped you in an embrace. “Hey angel..what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” It was inevitable, truly. You were always so emotional..so loving with a sensitive nature but he couldn’t understand why you’d be shedding tears at such a joyous occasion. Even so, he held you close and even swiped your tears away with tender kisses. “I’m sorry..I’m just so happy. ‘S all..” he didn’t hold it against you though. It was quite overwhelming to think about but right now, his focus was on celebration and enjoying your new space. Cradling you to his chest, your fiancé placed a kiss atop your head and cupped your face in his palms. “Well I am too. I love you so much, you know that right?” His cheeks flustered red and raised from ear to ear as he just examined you for a moment. You were so beautiful, he honestly couldn’t believe that he’d be spending the rest of his life, waking up next to this beautiful face. That gorgeous skin, those prominent yet delicate features. Everything about you made his heart flutter..

“I love you too, so much more..”

but alas, it wasn’t the only organ that you seemed to garner a reaction out of..whilst standing there; his frame towering slightly above your own, Armin couldn’t help but to ponder on those past memories. All of those wild nights together..the partying, the drinking and of course, the steamy, late night sexscapades you two partook in. It was truly the highlight of your week and now, you could do so whenever you wanted. Living under the same roof. For the time that he was away from you, Armin had spent many nights thinking of all the things he’d do once he got you back in his life. How he’d spoil you, how'd he cherish you, the way he’d make a conscious effort every single day to show his affection…and of course…

“Mm, is that so? You think you love me more?”

how he’d make love to you in a way that’d transcend all of the drunken, weed fueled sex you’d had in the past! This time was different, more intimate and far more special than all those times before. He wanted you to know that above all else, you were his number one priority.

“Yes I do..” smirking whilst a finger trailed down his chest and back up to his chin; chewing at your lower lip and glancing up at him. It wasn't hard to deduce what was on both of your minds at the moment. The teasing, the playful banter..it was all bound to lead to one thing.

“Well I don’t think that’s possible, babe. I mean…I could just show you how much I adore you…— just then, you’d feel his lips move to your neck and snake up to your ear, where he whispered. “But I don’t think you could handle that.” Still cradling you close. Meanwhile, his ink laden hands; decorated in beautiful tattoos, snakes around to your backside and squeezed it tightly. He’d been trying to contain himself all day but watching you strut about, carrying item after item into your new home, in nothing more than a thin tank top and shorts that had your plump ass swaying with each step. The way your soft skin absolutely flowed underneath the sunlight, almost as if you were some sort of deity, and his favorite…those perfectly round tits sitting up in that shirt. He had to exercise all of his restraint not to rip you out of it right there! But now, you were alone and nothing could stand in the way of it. Besides, what better way to break the new place in?!

“Oh trust, honey. I’m a big girl…I can take whatever you throw at me.” Alluding to much more suggestive things. “Good to know..” There was no need in beating around the bush so with that declaration, Armin roped those hands around the back of your neck as the gap between your bodies closed. It wasn’t long before you were snaking your tongues down each other’s throats, biting at the other’s lower lip and whimpering into the kiss. The teeming passion and unbridled lust that had been bubbling inside of you guys could no longer be sated. Eventually, you found yourselves, trying to rip each other out of your clothes and you’d subtly walk backwards until your calves were knocking against the new recliner..not even out of its plastic yet. (Y/N) took a seat and lowered Armin with you as your hand cradled the back of his head. He didn’t waste any time in teasing you as he was certain you’d become all flustered and just beg him relentlessly. He did however, pull away and tug your tank top down with him. Revealing those beautiful breasts and erect nipples. Those perfect brown buds quickly disappeared into his mouth and he’d suckle; whimpering out of pure pleasure.

“Mmmph..I definitely missed this..”

a look of deviation shrouded his face as he cupped your tits into his palms and ravaged them. “I can tell…mmm!..” He always did have a fixation on your chest and would get lost in foreplay alone. Licking, suckling and latching onto them as he fingered you slowly. Slender digits buried to the hilt inside of you..you’d be left a dripping puddle of cream by the time he finished.

“Put those legs up here for me…” instructing you to place your calves on either side of the chair arms and spread yourself open. To which you’d happily comply…ready to show him exactly how needy and desperate you were for things to escalate. “Thereee we go. God, I can’t wait to taste you..” eagerly rubbing your thighs and leaving a trail of kisses along the insides, even licking all around the skin, just to garner a reaction. He could tell by the way you chewed your finger, you were burning up with equal anticipation to have him devour you..so with those legs parted wide, Armin placed both palms flat into your skin and pinned you down, after removing your shorts and tugging that thong to the side. Part of him wanted to sit here and admire you and the other half just wanted to feast hungrily on this pretty cunt of yours. Dredging his fingertips slightly over the slick lined opening, he’d suck his teeth; grunting and moaning for you..

“This pussy’s so fucking fat..and pretty. And she’s so wet f’r me already…”

just doting on your sex as he peeled the hood of your clit back with his thumb pad to stroke it. Meanwhile, you were about to come undone from anticipation and teasing. Clutching your tits, (y/n) bit your lip once more and whimpered, all but begging him to quit stalling. “Baaabe. Please..” which did nothing more than rile him up even more and give him the deeper urge to mess with you. “What’s the matter? Something on your mind, gorgeous?” Which only earned him a flustered laugh and the cutest plea as you bucked your hips towards his face and against his fingers. Armin was notorious for making you wait and beg for it..something about watching you writhe and moan, begging for him to touch you just really turned him on. “C’mon, baby..if you want something, say it. I’ve got all night..” chuckling with that deviant, icy glare in his eyes. Those blue lens’ fixated on you with precision..he wasn’t moving until he heard the fateful words exit your lips and luckily for the both of you…it didn’t take long to crack!

“Mmmph…just eat my pussy, please..fuck I need it. Need you so bad..”

and with that declaration, Armin felt confident in giving you what you desired.

“Aw, is that it?…well why didn't you just say so, sweetheart?” Just then, with his gaze still very much fixated on his girl, the mischievous blonde slid one single digit inside of you as he watched your reaction shift..pleasure struck all over your face as he finally made contact with that entrance. It had admittedly been nearly a month since the two of you engaged in any sort of sexual activity. With this move, transitioning into new jobs and such, it barely left time for each other. Life hadn’t seemed to slow down at all. However, this was your chance to atone for that and best believe you were going to spend the rest of the night, up until the morning doing so. All in the comfort of your new home.. “You know I aim to please..” finally snaking his tongue out, Armin lapped it against your clit and began swirling it around those folds. Flicking it in and out, suckling and slurping…he didn’t hold back on his little feast. Meanwhile, that finger was still working your over to relieve that tightness. He’d add a second one eventually and pump that little hole while continuing to eat your pussy mercilessly. “Oh fuck…s’ good. Right there, baby..yes..” you’d claw at the unwrapped cushions but he’d instruct you to place your hands elsewhere, wanting you to guide him along for your pleasure. “Pull my hair, baby ... .put that shit in my face..” cursing under his breath as his ascent into your sex continued. Latching onto your clit, Armin suckled on it for a full minute whilst pumping those two digits in and out…by this time, a puddle had begun to form underneath your ass. The pearly shade adding such a beautiful contrast on your skin.

“You’re creaming already, babe? Ooh..you gotta save some for me..need to feel that.” Even so, Armin persisted and kept devouring that delicious cunt whilst your fingers snaked between his blonde tresses and tugged him along. Your head dangled back in pleasure as you cried out, pushing yourself into his face. He was so enamored with the way you reacted to him. The way it spasmed around those knuckles, the way you leaked even more, those sweet juices trickling down his chin, when he touched the tip of his tongue to your aching little bud and especially when he momentarily flicked himself around your other entrance and caused you to release another pretty whimper. “Somebody likes that..sticking my tongue in that pretty little asshole. I think you might come if I keep doing that.” Which made you both giggle. “Yeah..feels so fucking good though.” He’d pause for a brief moment, letting you both recuperate and that’s when you’d all but demand that he give you what you really needed. But not without a little persuasion, of course!

“What was that? You want what?”

“For you to fuck meee..”

drawing out your words in a flustered whine, jolting around as he stroked himself underneath, mocking and taunting your pleas. “To fuck you?” “Yesss, I need that dick so bad.” By this time, you were playing with yourself to quell your urges. Unable to wait for him to do so. “Aw, somebody’s needy today. Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll take care of you.” Reassuring you as he rose to his feet. Just then, Armin would lob a trail of spit in between your folds and simultaneously grasp the base of his cock, stroking upwards to get himself aroused. Which was already in play…between eating you out and those adorable whimpers, he was aching to sink himself inside of you. “Look what you did to me…fuck, you turn me on so much, baby..” crying out in that whiny yet sultry tone; sucking his teeth and glaring down at you as he aligned himself with your slit. Tapping that aching head against your entrance, Armin slowly but surely teased the tip right up against you. But alas, you were growing impatient. So with your legs spread wide, feet brushing his forearms and a direct view of both of your lower halves, you’d reach forward to help guide him..

“You gonna put it in for me?” Prompting you to nod and lick your lips as your flesh finally met. “Go ahead, beautiful. This is your dick, you use me how you want to..”

and with that, you’d feed that stiff, throbbing cock into you until it reached the halfway mark. The initial sensation caused both of you to erupt into loud groans and expletives..he was rather girthy despite his lanky stature but he certainly didn’t lack in size either..nearing around seven or so inches with round, plump balls. It was perfect..even so, you were still one and only weakness. He didn’t want to sit idle but he felt the second he began thrusting, his clock would proceed to tick as well..fearful that he may not last as long as he’d hope for. “Fuck, fuck…you’re so tight, angel.” Gripping the back of his chair, he’d attempt to regain his balance and establish a rhythm. Pounding slowly into you whilst not making direct eye contact. That would only shorten his stamina if anything..seeing that pretty face while he was in it? He’d fill you up on the spot.

“I remember when we first started having sex and I couldn’t last more than two minutes with you..” recollecting on your past hookups. Which prompted you both to laugh. Granted, you had only been with two other people prior to Armin, with one night stands but they were never memorable. Lasted all of ten minutes before you dipped..but with him? You could never forget it. Whether it was him being flustered and nervous because you felt way too good. So much so that he came in less than five minutes and was so embarrassed about it. But you thought it was adorable, actually. He was so doting, gentle and made sure you were okay the entire time. You two took the time to actually learn and explore one another’s bodies. Touching, massaging and even masturbating together..it was that sensuality that made it all the more special.

“You say that like it’s a bad thing…and you were the only one to ever make me come that hard.” Doting on your man as he slid in and out of you. (Y/N) slowly stroked your clit to match his pace, rolling those fingertips on that sensitive bud..

“And you stretch me out so fucking good, baby..mm, that dick feels so good..” “..yeah? Feel good, sweetheart? Like the way I’m fucking this little pussy?”

your encouragement seemed to incite something inside of him..just then, you’d feel those strokes get deeper and a tad bit faster. Jolting you around and making those perky titties away with each one. He still had his hands planted to the back of the chair but he was finally able to make eye contact with his beloved and when he saw your expressions, he just became more enthused to fuck you! He’d then snake the free hand around your throat and choke you slightly as he cooed to you. “It feels good when I’m pounding you, baby? Making that shit cream on me?..” Naturally, he knew the response just by your body language and enjoyed hearing you answer with soft whimpers and cries.

“Yes daddy, oh my gosh! You’re fucking me so good right now…’m gonna come.”

which he knew was no fake out. He could feel that grip tightening more and more by the second. And if that wasn’t any indication, the way you were smacking at his now exposed abs as he tucked the tail end of his shirt between his teeth, was more than enough. “Ooh, I know you do, angel. I can feel how close you are..you’re squeezing me. Tell me, are you gonna give me what I want?” Questioning as that clutched hand brought a thumb up to your soft lips, allowing you to suckle. You knew exactly what he was alluding to and truthfully, he had no other choice..you were prepared to let it all go for him. Whatever he desired..replacing that thumb pad with his own lips, Armin fed you a couple of sloppy kisses, before asking you once more and when you responded accordingly, all but begging him as he sped up again, he’d give you his permission and command..

“That’s all I needed to hear…come, now..” needless to say, he was not disappointed with the result. He’d meet you with as many strokes as possible, letting out tiny spurts of the sweet nectar until you’d all but push him out and squirt all over the place. Armin couldn’t help but to be overcome with excitement as he watched you make a giant mess because of him.

“That’s what I’m talking about, baby..come on this dick..fuuuck yes.” Meanwhile, you were trembling as the remnants of those juices exited your body and you were left trembling from the sensation. Yet you found yourself longing for more and it took your fiancé no time to notice. Leaning forward, he’d cup your face and swish his tongue around in your mouth. But even that wasn’t enough to sate his appetite for you. Because just when you thought he was about to reach that climatic peak along with you, you were in for another surprise. Coiling those legs tightly around his firearms, Armin tugged you closer and instructed you to grab him. “Wrap your arms around me, baby. Hold on.” With that, you found yourself hoisted midair and propelled onto his cock. The sensation is just as equally warming and comforting as the first time…he’d become a lot stronger than the Armin you met in highschool. A lot more muscular and a hell of a lot more confident..

“I swear I’ll never get tired of fucking you..feels so good every time I’m inside of you…don’t even wanna pull out..” as he thrusted and bucked his hips upward into you, he’d rattle off and sing your praises. You were reaching your breaking point but you couldn’t stop glaring into his eyes. Wanting to reach that peak together..needing to watch his reactions. You were fixated, obsessed with one another..madly in love. And you were going to consummate that very love in your new home. “Kiss me..kiss me while I come in that pretty pussy..please..” all but begging as your lower halves smacked together in a sticky sheath. Flailing your head back, (y/n) cried out and clawed your nails into his neck, begging for all he had whilst hammering into that tight cunt. “Just like that, Armin! Right there, baby..” Your tongues clashed in a heated twist of passion and before long…

“Oh fuck..oh fuck..I’m coming, baby..” he couldn’t contain himself any longer and those thrusts became sporadic, a lot more uncontrollable and before long, he was pouring every drop of that warm seed into your womb. Tugging you down and keeping you in place until he couldn’t spill another drop. You’d both release ear shattering cries, laced with passionate ‘I love you’s’ as you rode out those orgasms in unity. It was certainly a night that neither of you would ever forget.

“I’m so happy I get to do this for the rest of my life with you..and to call you my wife.”

Chuckling as the two of you engaged in tender kisses. Letting your bodies become enraptured in the moment. Finally allowing it all to sink in..

“Yeah, you’re stuck with me..get used to it.”

“And I wouldn’t want it any other way. Who else is going to be

From mere strangers to absolute lovers, hooking up to coming home together.. it was funny how life worked…years ago, you’d never imagined that this would be your future. But now? You couldn’t picture a world where this man was not a part of it. You’d cherish this night, this moment and the beautiful ones to come, as long as he was by your side.

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