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hyunip · 4 months
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Here goes ARMEEN
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It's gonna be a long one, that's why it's taking so long for me to post it, and after this I'm working on something for my fav moot @chrollohearttags
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batterywater · 2 years
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drunk armin does your skincare!
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contents: fluff time 😈, established relationship, gn!reader, reader wears makeup, alcohol mention, armin is cute and sweet, like 1k words
Armin was deeply inebriated. Faded didn’t even begin to cover it. This man was slurring his words and stumbling, his cheeks were dark and his hair was fluffed–the whole nine yards. But you were even worse. 
During the uber ride home from Eren’s engagement party, you were giggling with your neck out the window, tackling Armin in an affectionate headlock, and crying because you were too sleepy all in the span of a minute. The inside of the car was spinning through Armin's eyes, but he tried his best to stay alert for your sake. When you started fumbling with the buttons on your blouse, Armin clumsily grabbed your wrist and pulled it away. “It’s so hoooot help me take it off ‘min!” 
“Mmm no baby we’re still in the uber,” he whispered loudly. The driver side eyed you both through the rearview mirror. 
When the car finally pulled to the curb in front of your building, you glared at the offensive seatbelt restricting your movement, ripping at it to come loose before Armin clicked the button to release you, gripping your hand to drag you from your seat. The opening to get out of the car was shorter than it seemed though, and Armin bonked his head hard on the way out. “fuuuck.” he rubbed his temple before reaching down, shielding your forehead with his hand while he pulled you out so you wouldn’t suffer the same blow. 
Then you were swinging your hands between you as you both tripped your way into the building, finally falling to the floor the second you set foot into your apartment. You both giggled as you made your way to your bed, panting from the effort it took. Finally free of your suffocating party outfits and seconds away from passing out in each other's arms, you suddenly tried to get up, ultimately rolling yourself onto the floor. “W’happen?” Armin sat up. You mumbled about needing to take off your makeup, trying but failing to pull yourself up towards the bathroom. 
Armin huffed. This was a mission only he could take on, he realized with a flashback to the countless tequila shots you downed not long ago. You heard a thud behind you. Craning your neck you saw Armin struggling to his feet after a presumable fall off the bed. You couldn’t fight the cackle that rose out of you. “Hee hee. You too min?” He gave you a dirty look as he shuffled to the bathroom, muttering something about ungratefulness. You heard a few things falling in the other room followed by the sink running briefly. Then Armin returned with your whole skin care routine in his hands. 
“Aghhh I looove you!” You beamed. He grinned as he sat down criss-cross applesauce beside you. You closed your eyes as he angled your face up towards the ceiling for better access. He was much gentler than you had ever once been removing your makeup. The makeup wipe that usually stung when you used it just felt cool and soft in his hands. Then he was carefully rubbing cleanser into your skin before lightly washing it off with a wet towel. He finished with lotion, squishing your cheeks at the end with his pointer finger and thumb so your lips puckered before stealing a quick kiss. “M’done.” Without further ado, he laid down on the floor beside you and promptly fell asleep. You smiled as you tucked yourself into his side and followed shortly after.
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my-life-fm · 5 months
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lorenzlund · 11 months
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Intelligenz selbst bei Kuenstlern soll es sie geben! *'Kuenstlicher Intelligenz nicht ganz das Feld ueberlassen!' 'Der Diplomatie wieder mehr folgen!'
Vor Besteigen eines Shuttle-Buses (Elbtunnelunterfuehrung) und zwischen Travemuende u. Luebeck forderten meine Bewacher mich auf das so besser diesmal nicht zu tun, das Rad hierfuer zu nehmen, selbst bei laengerer Strecke und mit deutlichem Umweg, man hielte das fuer bei weitem sicherer! (Als 'Kanzler von Berlin' und mit dem eigenen falschen Doppelganger im Kanzleramt waeren sowohl mein Auesseres wie auch meine Gesichtszuege jetzt jedermann mehr als gut bekannt! Ich kaeme aus dem Tunnel vielleicht nicht wieder hinaus, plante das jemand so! Dabei stuerben alle!
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'Ee schafft es, ihn kann kaum ein Waesserchen wirklich trueben, mit seiner bestaendig fast nur guten Laune, als Mann!'
(*Ganz so oder dass es sich allein nur so bei mir damit verhielte ist es dann aber immer wohl auch nicht! Denn wenn einer das so wirklich erfolgreich erreichen wollte auch bei mir: Es gibt dafuer ja auch noch zahlreiche andere Wege! Max-Anton Raiter, Film-Komponist u. Dichter)
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daily-uquiz · 11 months
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reikuto · 2 years
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TEARS & TAKEOUT [ARMIN X READER]
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⋆ฺ。*:・CONTENT! college!au, comfort, gender neutral reader x armin arlert. A/N! i’m so touch-starved lol.・: *。ฺ⋆
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COCKING YOUR HEAD SLIGHTLY, your eyes narrowed in confusion as you re-arranged the formula in your head. rewriting it on your paper, you stared at it for a couple seconds before entering it in the calculator yet again. when ERROR showed up for the third time, you cursed, shoving your work aside and putting your head down. to say you were stressed was an understatement; you had been at the library for almost two hours and you were nowhere near finishing your homework.
“having trouble?” an amused voice questioned as they sat down beside you, but you couldn’t bring yourself to look up. the tears were already slipping down your cheeks before you could try to calm yourself down. “are you hungry? i got us some food.”
at the mention of a meal, you peeked out from your arms to get a glimpse of what he brought, only to have armin’s gaze meet your own. at the sight of your tears, his smile dropped. “hey, what’s wrong?” armin frowned, immediately placing a gentle hand on your back.
you finally sat up, a tremble in your lips as you struggled to tell him just how exhausted you were. “nothing.” you said instead, wiping your cheeks and sniffling up the snot that threatened to dribble out of your nose.
“you tired?” armin asked, a sympathetic look on his face as he pulled you into him, letting your face hide in the crook of his neck as his arms wrapped around you. the tears formed all over again, spilling in a matter of seconds as you hiccuped into him. the lump in your throat made it so that you could only nod in response as you hugged him back, relishing in his embrace.
you didn’t cry often, not over your homework at least. however, the workload was getting to you; trying to juggle school and a job left you with little time for yourself and you felt like you were losing it. you mentally thanked your past self for choosing an isolated corner of the library to work in because the thought of letting a bunch strangers see you cry was not appealing.
the two of you stayed like that for a couple for seconds before armin pulled away, holding your face in his hands. he wiped the tears with his thumbs and placed a gentle kiss your lips. “let’s eat, yeah? i brought your favorite.”
you took a deep breath, nodding eagerly at the reminder that he had gotten food. you watched as armin took out the takeout boxes as quietly as possible, handing you your food with a sweet smile. “thank you, ‘min.” you croaked softly, feeling your stomach growl at the sight of a hot, delicious meal.
“take your time eating, alright? i’ll help you with whatever’s giving you a hard time afterwards.” he said as he handed you a utensil.
“it’s professor morales’ class,” you muttered, feeling yourself get worked up again as you stabbed at your food with your fork. “i swear that man gets off on watching students fail his stupid exams.”
“he definitely does, but luckily for you, i happened to pass his class.” armin hummed, “and you will too, so don’t let it get the best of you.”
swallowing your mouthful of food, you shook your head. “it’s different, ‘min, you’re like a genius in every subject.”
“sure but only because i study,” armin shrugged, reaching over and wiping the corner of your mouth with a napkin. “besides, he makes it a lot harder then it really is. you’ll get the hang of the material and ace that exam, i know you will.”
you watched the blonde as he tossed the napkin in the plastic bag and grabbed his fork, stabbing a couple veggies before eating them contently. feeling the smile form on your lips, you tapped his foot with yours to get his attention. “what about you? how’s your day been?”
armin chuckled as he chewed, bringing his container close to yours to toss over those few extra pieces he knew you loved. swallowing his food, he smiled: “during our break, connie tried to wrestle reiner—you know, the wrestler—and failed miserably. worst part is that i don’t even think reiner was trying.”
you laughed, adoring the way armin’s face lit up as he recalled the event. “i wish you could’ve been there, you would’ve loved it.” he hummed, taking another bite of his food. “i’ll ask sasha to send the video, i’m pretty sure she managed to catch most of it.” you let yourself stare at him for a bit longer, wondering what on earth you did to deserve armin arlert.
when he realized you were staring, he quickly swallowed his food. “you thirsty? you left your water bottle at my place.” he said as he reached into his backpack to get it. “oh and i refilled it for you.”
“you know i love you, right?” you asked, making armin raise his eyebrows in mild surprise.
“of course i do.” armin laughed softly, handing you your water bottle. “you know i love you too, right?”
“of course i do.”
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arminsumi · 7 months
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how do you pronounce ur username?
🫡 armin's umi... like oomi yk oomi
i just combined armin and the word umi which means sea/ocean in japanese so it means i'm his ocean 💗✌️ ik that's like... super cheesy n cringe lol
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sexyminion · 2 years
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(takes a massive grav hit) would morpho Steve try to fuck stone? Yes or no
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quiveringdeer · 5 months
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BOY IF YOU DONT BREATHE THROUGH YOUR NOSE AND GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER! 😤😤😤
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hyunip · 4 months
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butcheredtongue · 1 year
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Oké dus 't is zó'n dag. Leuk. (hij is begonnen te huilen over het feit dat hij geen Iers spreekt).
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veenxys · 2 years
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GOOD MORNING BEAUTIFUL 💌💟💞💘🌹💕😗hope you have a great day ✨✨
i am sO LATE IM SORRY OMG GOOD AFTERNOON MY LOVELY ANGEL HOPE YOURE HAVING A DAY AS BEAUTIFUL AS YOU ARE 🧚🏼‍♀️🍬🛼🦋💘
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lorenzlund · 8 months
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'Wir. Schluss-Strich. Dienen. Schluss-Strich. Deutschland. Schluss-Strich!!!'
'Mach 'was wirklich zählt. Komm' zur Bundeswehr!'
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Detlef mit Anfang 30 in den 80ern (rechts) und erneut in Bochum. Da lebte er noch! Horst, hier links von ihm zu sehen, starb bereits 2 Jahre vor auch ihm!
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'Bohnensuppe mit Fleischeinlage vom Serben'. Und auch hier wurde mir das Weiteressen wieder untersagt!
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Besitzt die Bundeswehr länger keine Wachhunde mehr? *(Einzig Menschen sollen heute in ihr dienen, heißt es ja im Text! Wirklichen Gegebenheiten entsprechen kann diese Aussage so also nicht!)
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'Kommen die Gitarre und das neue Handy von mir etwa von Springer??'
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'steht unter Druck!' (Wäre doch sehr viel ehrlicher vom Verfasser dieser Zeilen gewesen, oder Leitartiklers, hätte er es so formuliert, und auch von mir!)
*Die gerade erst ganz frisch wieder vielleicht auch angelaufene oder neu gestartete Gegenoffensive der auch Gegenüberseite! (Oder auch eigene! Beides kann mit Stress für einen verbunden sein!)
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Die in der Mikrowelle erneut aufgewärmte oder warmgemachte Suppe gehörte meiner Überzeugung nach mit zu einer dieser neu gestarteten Gegenoffensiven, welche auch mir galten. *Danach strahlen erstmals sogar wir vielleicht sowohl im Innern wie auch dem Äußeren sehr stark noch genauso!
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thetempleofnyx · 1 year
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i saw zeke at the grocery store today. did a double take cause i was like wtf???
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reikuto · 2 years
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IMAGINE BREATHING IN THE SALTY OCEAN AIR, a smile on your lips as you take in the view. it’s been far too long since you last visited a beach and you’re itching to spend the day lounging on the warm sand and splashing about in the cool water. turning your head, you find armin already looking at you with a smile of his own.
“what?” you ask with a laugh, continuing your tread through the sand hand in hand.
“i’m just glad that you’re happy,” the blond says with a small shrug, and you can tell he’s being honest because of the way his face is beaming.
you bring the both of you to a gentle stop, facing him fully. “thank you again for arranging this trip, ‘min, i really needed it.”
“you don’t have to thank me.” armin hummed, his hand reaching out to tuck your hair behind your ear. “you and i both deserved this.”
“yeah i know but thanks anyway.” you smile sweetly, feeling the love surge through your bones at the sight of the man before you.
pulling you into his embrace, armin places a soft kiss on your temple. “anything for you.”
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a/n — something short and sweet because i love him and i love the beach but i haven’t been in ages </3
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chrollohearttags · 17 hours
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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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