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thedivineden · 7 months ago

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needing more izuku stuff !!!!

would love any kind of perv izuku🙏‼️

also love the writing style!

I LOVE IZUKU AND IMMEDIATELY THOUGHT ABOUT HOW GROSS AND PRECISE HE’D BE IF HE WAS A PERVERT ESPECIALLY TO THE NEW MOM NEXT DOOR !!! I GOT SLIGHT CARRIED AWAY BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT, THANK YOU FOR THIS INSPIRATION AND BEING MY FIRST REQUEST! HOPEFULLY OTHERS WILL COME FORWARD WITH ANOTHER REQUEST! ૮꒰ྀི◜༝◝ ꒱ྀིა

Mentions of: stalking, surveillance, dubcon/noncon, single mom, self-gratification, drugging, manipulation, insecurity, paranoia, intruder staging/descriptive imagery.

♤ Pervert Izuku is perfect by design; very sweet, humble but it’s not overbearing, helpful, handy, and most importantly, good with kids.

♤ You quickly became his target, and the day you moved in, Izuku insisted on helping you carry everything in. Naturally, as many mothers, you were apprehensive to accept the newly acquainted young man inside your home and denied his assistance. Izuku quickly responded by mentioning his own single mother, how he only wants to make her proud, and how she would hit him across the head if he didn't help you.

♤ Izuku is a wonderful liar; he did not lie about his single mother, nevertheless he has already made her proud in many ways. Izuku utilized the excuse of "helping you move in" to remember and photograph your house layout, taking special note of where your bedroom would be and the most convenient entry points to reach you in the smallest and quickest span of time.

♤ Naturally, you offered him money in exchange for his services, but Izuku politely rejected and instead requested that you prepare him a dinner. He could tell you were stressed; he notices the absence of a band on your finger and the bags under your eyes. You would be his easiest target, and invading your life would be his number one priority:

You prepare a three-course dinner for him and yourself granting his request. When he is done hauling everything in, he comes to the dining room and much to your surprise, attempts to assist you in setting the table. You lead him immediately to the table he put together for you and tell him to wait, which is when the true game begins.

Izuku did exactly as you said, making sure to move his seat closer to yours and graciously thanking you for your hospitality and the meal you made for him. He could see the glint in your eyes and the darkness surrounds you temporarily lifting. “It’s the least I can do after you helped me move everything in. It’s been really hard so I really appreciate it.”

The entire meal is spent in conversation between you two as you tell him about your life, including learning that your high school love cheated on you for years, which finally led to a divorce and your move into his neighborhood. When the moment is right, Izuku puts his hand on yours, and you give him a beautiful grin in return, but you move your hand away.

Izuku's tactics are like that of a predator expertly pursuing his prey; he is aware of your vulnerability and can practically hear you berating yourself for falling for the first man who shows you kindness and telling yourself that you should be concentrating on your children and your collapsing life.

Over the course of the dinner, you two exchange stories and laughs. Izuku apologizes for the affair and divorce, saying your former spouse is a moron who would never screw a woman like you. He noticed the glimmer in your eye growing, but he wasn't prepared for you to hurry him out the door with leftovers and a heartfelt thank you. It left the young man both perplexed and interested. Making you his and his alone was the only thing on his mind.

Over the next year, Izuku slowly becomes a household name, a part-time nanny, and a full-time pervert. It was all apart of his five step plan:

1. Slow and steady wins the race. Your love languages consist of acts of service and words of affirmations. Make a point to always bring flowers, to help out whenever he had the chance, and passionately express how great of a mother and person you are.

2. Whenever he had a chance to be in your house he’d place or fix any cameras and mechanism he had.

3. After a year, if you voice the three phrases: “I don’t know what I do without you”, “"I value you and our relationship so much", “"I'm so thankful for you" that’s when he’ll begin to prepare the trap and catch his prey.

The first line was spoken during a storm that left you without electricity, but fortunately Izuku had a generator. You had a lovely day with your baby at his house. You three cooked dinner, baked s'mores, and ended with watching finding Nemo with your head on his shoulder you whispered, "I don't know what I'd do without you.”

The second line describes an evening you spent returning home from work. You asked him if he wanted dinner after you returned home, clearly agitated, and thanked him for watching your daughter. Izuku moved quickly toward you, stroking your arms and inquiring as to how you were doing. When you told him about your day, you began to break down. You explained how your manager and clients yelled at you, and your supervisor had gone over the articles you had sent in and given you a 24-hour window to create another one. Izuku gave you reassurance right away and even offered to assist with brainstorming and drafting another piece.

The third line came the same night, in the midst of Izuku consoling you, you took it as an opportunity to lean in and kiss him. You were stuttering, hastily apologizing and ushering him out the door. You expressed his importance in your life as a friend and would never want to make him uncomfortable. You shut the door before allowing him to say a word. Izuku went home and didn’t come see you until 3 days later. This is when the nexts steps continue:

4. Izuku will allow the connection to become awkward, flirty, and stressful. He will sexually frustrate you and infiltrate your home. The eventual effect of this phase will be sexual frustration, confusion, and exhaustion. Izuku's purpose is to make you hungry for him and afraid in your home so you invite him over more often.

Izuku took his time in this phase, offering to watch your toddler while you worked. When you arrived home, dinner would be ready, and after you finished eating, Izuku would draw a bath with a glass of wine waiting for you and before the evening concluded you would always receive a massage from the talented man. Izuku's hands would droop and became eager with each massage. Your robe would drop lower, revealing more of your body, and he noticed it. This action indicated to him that you were mentally ready for him to take you somewhere.

When he came up to you in the kitchen, his footsteps were typically silent, but you could always feel his presence behind you. Izuku would be positioned behind you, gazing over your shoulder and begging you to feed him. You'd then turn around with a spoon, realizing how close he is and how he has you encircled and blocked on each side by his hands on the counter. The look in his eyes indicates hunger, but you both know it is not for whatever is in the pot.

Izuku persisted in his antics, being a charming, flirty, and ideal man! Then at night he’d break into your house in one of three ways: through your bedroom window, your toddlers bedroom window, or directly through the front door. Why? The most horrifying ways for someone to enter your house are through the front door without leaving any trace behind, through the window in your own bedroom, or through the window in your child's bedroom.

In an effort to instill fear in you, Izuku would, for the following thirty days, take objects you knew you had put away or steal a sock or piece of your underwear, forcing you to search for the missing items every wash day. He even went so far as to break in while you were at work and replace your usual nightly prescription with sleeping pills so he could record himself enjoying your nude body in front of him. He would cover your lips with a damp paper towel and brush his angry head over it so as not to shock you or cause any physical reactions.

Whenever he leave his through your windows he he leaves a flower at the base, and set off a trigger mechanism rendering noises that sound like a break-in once he’s at home to wake you to his gift. As a result of all he did, you were always left crying and at his door in the middle of the night with your sleepy toddler on your hip, pleading with him to let you and her stay.

Throughout these nights you two would either stay up talking about what happened or you’d end up in his arms sleep. His plan has one more final phase before he can officially steal your heart, mind, body, and soul:

5. Izuku needed to create a situation where he’s saving you or you and your child.

Over the course of the following two weeks, Izuku took steps to ensure that you would be left helpless and vulnerable. A staging firm from another country was called upon to break into the house, give you and your child enough time to hide, give Izuku enough time to enter, and have extra staff on standby as police officers. The break-in happened a week later, and although you were already having trouble sleeping due to your ongoing anxiety and terror, it's real now, and you're terrified.

You jump out of bed, make your way to your daughter’s room, and you both hide in a small nook in the back of your daughter’s closet. Your heart is pumping in your ears and the fear on your daughter’s face is heartbreaking and nauseating. You silently prayed with your eyes closed, you could hear the people rummaging through the house, and talking just loud enough for anyone in the house to hear. Then, a knock invokes silence through the house, you thought the intruders speaking was bad, this is ten times worse. Then the doorbell rings out breaking the silence and then your name could be heard.

The tension in your chest is temporarily lifted when you hear Izuku's voice at your door asking for you. Perhaps you two will be fine, but the sound of quiet shuffling can be heard once the key lock turns. You longed to leave the closet and warn him about what awaits him, but your child's safety comes first, and you know he would agree. When the front door opens, you hear scuffling and curses flying; you protect your daughter's ears when you hear: "Get him to the floor, fuck him up, kill him." You couldn't control your breathing, and it felt like all the blood rushed to your ears.

The next thing you hear is what you believe to be a gunshot, and your body stiffens until you hear Izuku shouting to you and sirens outside. You clutch your babygirl tightly in your arms and rush out to him, yelling his name. Coming around the corner, you collide with him and collapse into his arms. You glance up at him and see the injuries he inflicted on the attackers, which makes you cry even harder. He assures you that everything is fine and expresses care for you and your daughter's well-being.

After the "police" arrive, Izuku is by your side as you describe what you heard, did, and what has been going on for the past few weeks, but this is not new information. Izuku particularly called this firm since they are recognized for providing discretion for a lump sum of money and the ability to construct any fictitious scenario by any means necessary for as long as the client pays. He doesn't mind the glances he gets from various "officers"; he knows what they're thinking; he's sick, and he knows it.

Izuku insist that you and your daughter stay at his house until everything was handled and the investigation was completed. The officials authorized you and him to get essentials for you and your daughter. Everything is numbing; you feel powerless, useless, and incapable of leading a regular life. Then comes the breakdown: you're in the toilet of the shared room with your sleeping daughter, and the last thing you expect is a knock and Izuku entering with you.

You try to wipe your tears away quickly, but he sits down on the floor with you and draws you close. When he starts caressing your back, you clutch to him and cry even harder; you two have been stuck like that for two hours, your eyes are tired and red, but when you look up at him, all he can think about is wanting to see the same expression in the bedroom. The feel of his hard-on should have been a red flag for you; you shouldn't have leaned in, but you did, and this is what he's been looking for.

Izuku takes full advantage of this time, savoring the first kiss between you two; he's slow at first, which is great. He grips your waist and pulls you onto his lap, careful not to break the kiss, biting your lip to secure your closeness, which is rewarded with a tiny groan from you. He moves quickly with you in his arms, being sure not to wake your sleeping daughter, and brings you upstairs to his bedroom.

Izuku is weary of being hungry for you, of using his hand while looking at pictures of you from the cameras in your bathroom and shower; now is the time for the real thing, and he will not disappoint. He tosses you on the bed, closes and locks the door, and then leaves you in his bathroom. You were perplexed, but the heartbeat underneath stopped all warning sirens in your thoughts. Izuku emerges from the restroom with a crimson fluffy garment and begs you to put it on for him. You'd never had a man beg you to do anything, but when it came to him, he gave the word a special meaning. How could you say no?

The smile he gives you ignites your body, and you swiftly remove your clothes and attempt to dress in the bathroom. He's quick to stop you, noticing the perplexity on your face as he timidly asks you to undress for him. You were completely flustered; it had been a long time since you had done anything intimate, and you had never stripped for anyone before. Izuku's face is crimson, which calms you down; knowing that you and him are possibly going through something together and sharing the same emotions inspires you to remove your shirt, followed by your pajama bottoms. His gaze is fixed on your body as you tease him by pulling down your bra and underpants.

He enjoys seeing you like this; he wants to see more, touch you, and that is exactly what he does. Izuku holds you close and kisses your stomach and thighs, getting particularly close to your pussy. He brings you to the bed and softly glides his hands under both of your thighs to the back of your knees to raise your legs up. Your eyes are fixed on the ceiling, and your mind is reeling from the excitement and adrenaline of the night's events.

He asks if you are okay, and you only hum in return, he gets in your face and asks the same thing again. You reassure him, and he asks that you keep your eyes on him. "Say it, say you'll keep your eyes on me."He swears he sees a sparkle in your large eyes, and you respond, "I will keep my eyes on you."

Then he's in between your legs like a thirsty puppy; he begins with a soft kiss, testing your waters to see what makes you squirm, moan, and quiver, and once he does, you're putty in his mouth. Izuku takes his time with you, yet he leaves no aspect of you unnoticed or ignored. His tongue seems to write incantations on your clit and slit, causing you to buck and tangle your fingers in his hair. Izuku enjoys this moment, sighs into your cunt, and continues to lick and torment your clit. He looks up at you and falls in love. Your hair is sticking to you now, pleasure is written all over your face, and he understands what you want.

He lets you to rest your legs on his shoulders, relieving the pressure, and puts a finger into your dripping hole. Your moans are beautiful, and the way you speak his name makes Izuku happy right now, but he can't leave unless you're foolish on his cock. He takes a long lick before raising his head and saying, "How does it feel, pretty?" You've always loved his pet names, which he'd occasionally say to you, but this is overwhelming. Your response is breathy and hardly coherent: "I'm- It- it feels good, please don't stop." He can feel you tighten around his fingers, which are stroking your ravenous hole, laughs, and continues to devour you.

Izuku's speed increased the knot in your gut, and you felt heated and overstimulated.His tongue and fingers are a gift from heaven. He took his time to discover your sweet spot and what feels most comfortable for you, and once he does, you're a mess. Izuku suddenly stops in front of you and plants kisses on your lips, neck, and breast. Your eyes were no longer on him; instead, they were tightly closed as you braced yourself for the surge of pleasure that was about to hit. At this moment, your body is overheating and your cunt is aching and asking to be penetrated. "Izuku~ why did you stop?"

"How much is it really yours?" His head raises, revealing tears that look ready to burst. "Use your words, sweetheart; don't cry." You lustfully and clearly tell him how much you want to be fucked until you're sore. "Anything you wish pretty," he says, laughing at your audacity. Izuku takes off his clothes fast, and he quickly gets to work on you, nuzzling your clit with his fingers and your nipples with his lips and tongue. All he wants to hear is that you plead and beg for him to fuck you, to make you his, to put another baby in you.

Izuku exclaims, "I want you to have my babies," while spreading your legs apart and nudging your clit with his irate head. "I want to make you my wife," he said, and proceeded to insert his sensitive cock into you. Izuku groans at the feeling and tells you how wonderful it is, saying, "You're so fucking warm and tight. You handle it so nicely and are so lovely and gorgeous.” His strokes got quicker and deeper with each compliment, and your cunt got tighter and your head lighter. Your groans are hypnotizing him as you encircle him with your arms and legs, pushing him to remain close. Your nails are also digging into his back. You whisper to him in a gentle way how much you've wanted him since you moved here and how you stroked yourself to the thought of him.

Izuku goes into overdrive when you tell him something he already knew, pounding your cunt repeatedly and making a valiant effort to control himself. He couldn't deny that he is just as overstimulated as you are. Ever since you moved in, Izuku has taken delight in the surveillance cameras he installed in your home, even today. As you match his beat, you draw him out of his thoughts and convert him into mush. Izuku starts to cry as he gets into you. Even when he moans in your ear after cumming in you, you simply turn him over, re-insert his dick, and ride him.

Just in case this is the last night, you want to make the most of it. Izuku's voice is cracking and his face is a beet red. He bucks into you, eager to get to his next release, saying, "I- I didn't know you-ahh~." You keep up with him and pound into him. Izuku will never be able to let anybody else have you since you were such a vision of beauty, and the way your tits bounced in his face showed how much you seized control.

"Zuku~ please, cum in me," you say, Izuku doesn’t stop even though he can feel your legs trembling. He abuses your spot forcing you to put your hands on his chest to make yourself arch more. Your eyes are now behind your head and your loud, broken moans are coming from every hit to your sweet spot. You eventually release on his cock, which propels you forward in his arms while you cry with sheer pleasure.

You are sound asleep and Izuku kisses your head and covers you with the blanket, making sure to be quiet as he exits the room. Izuku enters his workspace, signs in to his monitor, and activates his room's camera. He collects the footage from this night, takes out the sections that don't feature you and him, stores it on a flash drive, and conceals it in his attic for later. He finally got what he wanted and like he said before, he doesn’t plan on letting you go.

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arminzblackbimbo · 1 month ago

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Armin x connie x reader

Rough smut were the reader, who's being a brat to Armin, and he asked connie but readers smart mouth gets him upset to

i need that (i want that)

*min-nie series 𝝑୧ ᧔࿔᧓*

armin alert x blackfem!reader x connie springer

tw: mdni, brat reader, dom connie + armin, oral (masc r.+ fem r.), rough sex, spanking, double penetration(in the same hole), cum eating, fingers in mouth, whining, pouting, choking, back shots, lots of talking + crying, lots of cursing, crying kink, anal play, and lil long sorry, brat mentioned a lot, talks about money, lots of pet names (sweetheart, baby, pretty baby), “bubba” used as an endearment, and bad spelling !!!

all you wanted was one of their credit card

even if you just got in trouble with armin earlier . you know things are going to work in your favor always. you usually are able to just go in one of their wallets and you don’t have to go through them but they took all their cards out, leaving you wondering. you can see armins eyes light up as soon as he sees you “can i see your card ?” he loves giving you money and spoiling you he can’t help himself, you pull his face closer by his neck trying to convince him, locking eyes with him to seduce him.

it almost worked but he needed to restrain himself. “baby you ran my credit card pass the limit the other day your on punishment, no more credit cards” you can’t believe it, did you just hear no ? you could feel your eye twitching just taking everything in. the annoyance starting to consume you, your eyes rolling as you roughly move away from him except armin doesn’t like that. crushing your body closer to his, cooing to you. feeling connie’s presence loom behind him, his front presses against the blondes rear when he pulls all your bodies flush together. he sees that look he can’t stand on your face, your cubby checks coming in between connie’s hand.

he knows why you’e upset, they have to be stern this one time or unless your pink high heels will walk all over them. smacking his teeth seeing your lips wobble. squeezing your checks together tighter, lips smushed together "baby cut that pouting out, you always get what you want" you had two boyfriends so usually you always get your way and they never told you no. all you have to do is beg. no matter what, if one says something different ask the other one, but that’s not working right now. you can’t see why today is different then any other day. "she get that sh*t from you, always pouting all the time"

connie is always tougher with you. he his tougher with both of you. pecking the side of armins head. he can’t stand it, seeing that expression because you both know that when you whine and pout and look in his eyes his tough exterior gets chipped away

his words only pissed you off more your now committed to being a brat until you get your way. not caring anymore, pushing connies hand away from your face. while you mush armin away from you. “GET . OFF . OF . ME. I CAN’T STAND THE BOTH OF YOU !! UGH YALL PISS ME OFF EVERYDAY, I WANNA GO SHOPPING AND I CANT EVEN DO THAT. I HAVE NOTHING TO F*CKING WEAR !! GET ON MY NERVES, BOTH OF YALL CAN KISS MY ASS AND LEAVE ME THE F*UCK ALONE. SINCE I CANT GO ANYWHERE ….” grumbling more negativity as you stomp away knocking things over in your path, now you’ve ran both of their patience into nothing.

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you sit on armins lap face in his neck while connie sits with both of you between his legs. connies bulge pressing against his back, your legs wrapped around armins waist, dress lifted up in the perfect position for you all to stay close to each other and for connie to swat his palm against your ass “a f*cking brat” connie mutters against your ear, bringing his hand down harder. your sex hungry, spoiled rotten, and too pretty to stay mad at. he just thinks this is all over a card they are definitely still gonna give to you

" dont we give you everything you want ?” he doesn’t really want to hear you answer, love to hear your squeaks when he smacks the flesh again letting it ring in your ears. “and you still act like a brat ?" armin just watches looking at the way your body jumps at every hit and your skin becomes a flush red. he knows your attitude only affects him so much but connie doesn't have the energy for your bratty ways. he can't let it go on like armin can. “spolied as f*ck i swear, always get whatever you want always” he hits your flesh harder “huh you don’t got nothing to say ?”

he just hear the sniffles, you have no words to say. your tears welling in your eyes. the blonde lifting your head out his neck seeing the tears streaking down your cheeks. your makeup smudge. lips swollen while armin helps to wipe them away with his thumb. cooing to you hearing your sniffles and whines makes his heart hurt. he hates that this has to happen but you’re mouth is smart. always picking words you know will get a big reaction. it’s what caused your ass to be sore at the moment. holding your waist keeping you still while connie continues his hits on your flesh

armin hears the sounds you make, your tear strucken face tugs at his heartstrings. “i know baby, i know but it’s the consequences to your actions” he kisses the tears away, seeing you jump in his lap when you receive another hit. he feels just a little bad, he turns his neck to look at connie “shes crying”

“no, she do this all the time start crying and pouting and then she gets away with everything” he reaches over armins shoulder his hand coming to your throat. bringing you as close as he can to his face your body pressed tightly against the blondes “why’d you act like that ?” his hand just resting there until he squeezes his hand teasingly when he can see your still have a scold on your face. "huh ?"

you can feel the air almost escaping you as you hiccup and try to breathe all with a hand constricting your airflow. “just wanted to go shopping” your voice almost tricking him. he sees your eyes welling with more tears and your lips trembling. that whining, you know what your doing your trying to mess with his head and manipulate him. that tone haywiring his brain. his heart pinging just hearing it

"don't do that” he sighs knowing this is how your always get off your punishment whining and pouting knowing that's connie's weakness. he lets you go, letting you gasp and swallow hard when you cry harder in armins neck wrapping your arms around him

“baby you can’t just say whatever you want” armin talks to you sweetly, trying to calm you down. he sees the way your back rises and falls he pets your hair smoothing the fly aways that appeared as you become more hysterical. and massaging your sore ass cheeks “your still in trouble ok sweetheart, but calm down” he lifts you head one more time, he thinks you look so pretty when you cry he loves it. bringing your face close to drag his tongue against your heated cheek. his bulge growing against your core, when he kisses your lips. he shouldn’t be treating you this nice but it’s his fetish that is making him acting unaccordingly. on top of the way connie is pressed against him while his finger trails his body watching both of you

“i didn’t mean it i swear” you’re voice breathy as the words catch in your throat from your tears, they both know you like things your way, or you don’t want it at all. they know something’s you say out of anger but that can’t be excused

“just say sorry sweetheart” connie butts in, he knows what your trying to do. trying to trick armin to forgive you and be nice like he normally is, you should be saying sorry to both of them for the words that spewed out your mouth mere minutes ago

your eyebrows crease together. they are the ones that said no to you why would you apologize to them ? “bubba i didn’t do anything” your hands slipping under armins shirt your nails scaling his tense skin, seducing him in a way . your whole body jumping when he surprises you with another palm to your ass. the skin is tender the more his hand comes down.

“you wanna act dumb ?” he can’t stand it when you act clueless. you know why your in this predicament. seeing armin grip your waist tighter to keep you still. finger pressing into your waist. you can feel your temperature raising, huffing when you turn your head away from them remaining quiet. refusing to stop being a brat and acting childish. “alright then get on your knees sweetheart”

he can see your eyes get big. when you look back at him. a small “con’ ” coming out your mouth when you see they both are in the mood. a mood the punish you. you place your chin in armin neck, looking wide eyed at connie. rubbing up his chest finger catching on his nipples hearing him whimper in your ear. “i just wanted to get more clothes, please bubba” your trailing your nails teasingly along his skin waiting for connie to cut you lose. maybe if you get armin aroused they will just want to dive more into the pleasure and forgetting about punishing you

“baby do what your told” the blonde voices shakes against your ear. looking at connie was no help because he already said what you need to do. he knows what your trying to do. trying to overwhelm the blondes brain. getting him needy so he’ll do whatever you want. he sees your lips wobbling again “don’t make me do it for you” armin whispers while he trails his tongue in the ridges in your ear. even though there is tears in your eyes, you can feel your stomach tighten with arousal. he makes your body heat up.

nose sniffling when you adjust yourself on your knees into the sheets. your arching lazily face in the silk blankets , you don’t wanna even look at them. your still in your dress not even trying to take it off. “bad ass" connie is grumbling behind you. snatching the clothes off you one by one.“bad as f*ck, i swear always stressin’ me out”

after he slings your underwear in the air, pressing both of his hands in your back so deep it hurts. your lips pouting even when he makes light touches all over you. he looks down to see armin kissing your flushed cheeks again getting as much tears as he can almost to hydrate himself. kissing your lips to erase that pout “you gonna apologize baby ?, con’s is not gonna let it go” he is trying to warn you, he knows how connie can get. he pecks your lips softly.

“no min i didn’t do nothing” you can feel a slap quiet you up. your still lying through your teeth. connie honestly doesn’t know he deals with you and armins attitude all the time. shoving his boxers down to pull himself free. no matter how mad he was at you, he would never slide in and your not prepared he loves you too much, even if you irked his nerves

rubbing your clit slowly with the head of length, between your chubby lips that almost swallow him. moving precisely to hear those little noises that get him harder, seeing armin talking to you. whispering he thinks sometimes you both conspire him against with all the hushed talk you both do. whatever armin is saying to you has you dripping onto him

“he is gonna ruin you baby, i can’t wait to watch” armin can be vulgar in his own ways. the words knotting your stomach especially with the way you clit is swelling the more that pulsing head moves against it. trying to make slow moves of your hips so he won’t notice, notice how needy you are, jumping when you feel his hands come on either side of you hips

“be still” he holds your hips more securely, stopping your desperate humping. you need it so bad “(୨୧), be still” almost drooling when you can feel his tip at your entrance. he can hear you hiss a “yes” when pushes into you slowly so he can be pelvis to pelvis. your walls gripping him just right. a eye catching smile one that only armin can see, you don’t even know how ready he is to punish you.

pulling all the way back leaving just the tip for your walls to suffocate, until he slams back into you. you weren’t excepting it even with all the clues you were given. pulling back once more to give you a tantalizing deep stroke that knocks the wind out of you. fingers clutching the sheets in awe. he moving his hips too strongly into you. rolling them to keep you in a trance. you push your face in the sheets. moaning and whining when he continues those deep strokes that hurt so good. how he stretches you, how his length tries to enter as deep as your walls will allow

“shut up all that crying, wanted to act like a brat” he moves up harder into you, the pleasure agonizing. you don’t ever listen. your too caught up in how it feels. he grabs your neck to push you back in deeper. loving how you get louder when he moves rougher into you, even though he just told you to be quiet. “shut up” he is quick to shove his thick fingers into your mouth. trying to muzzle you just seeing you slobber and moan around them. “you think i’m playing with you ?”

it’s not even a question, he just see the dazed out look in your eyes, he just started. letting you go and flop onto the bed annoyed almost you can’t just do one thing. leaving armin to take control. seeing him grip your neck, connie focusing on the rough movements he makes into your plush walls “im going to have to stuff your mouth if you make another noise baby it’s a pushiment it’s not a reward ” he lightly touches your flush face. fingers digging into the skin of your neck to lower your volume

his head shaking when you still push out your moans getting as loud as you can with your vocal cords constricted. armin thinks you just want all the punishments today, quickly pulling down his pants. he is rock hard just from watching connie fuck you so good. the blood pulsing through his body when he looks at your swollen lips in awe. can’t resist the taste of your soft lips. the kiss knocking the air from him because he is so in love. moving his lips rhythmically to move with you in almost a dance, even if you did just tick his nerves he needs you near him.

it’s so romantic compared to the way connie is roughly moving behind you. “open your mouth baby” he speaks against your lips. he almost wants to cum right then and there seeing the way you stick your tongue all the way out. eyes glazed over, drool coming from the tip of your tongue onto the sheets. he has to bit his lip to contain himself, he shouldn’t be this excited to punish you

tilting your head back puckering his lips watching the spit slid into your mouth. he has to hold your jaw when he sees you almost attempt to swallow “no no, keep it open” he pushes his own knees to the bed. seeing his dick bob in the air hungry for anything. the air stimulating him while he holds your jaw still, holding the thick base of him firmly. smacking your flushed cheek with his pulsing tip. the precum dribbling on your hot skin.

your tongue waiting for him when you feel you cheek take another hit from his length. connie not giving you a break, moving your hips up more when he pushes to the hilt grinding into you, eyes rolling back while you pant loudly. armin thinks you look breathtaking especially with you tongue still awaiting him. “there you go baby so pretty”

he slaps the tip against your slobbering tongue. teasing you as you pant and moan. you want to swallow him, but he won’t let you. pulling away when you try and suction your lips.“please bubba”

he rolls his eyes, “now you wanna say please” he should be more annoyed, after all that stomping and yelling you just did. he lets you latch on the tip body bouncing thanks to connie. rolling your tongue right where his precum leaks. the veins all over his body pulsing, your mouth so skilled you already have his senses knocked down a notch. he can already feel the whines bubbling in his throat. threating to leave his mouth, taking deep breaths he uses both hands to grip your neck starting a slow pace despite connie hurried movements, savoring the feeling.

moving you up and down, your mouth straining to open up around his thickness. they think sometimes you act bad on purpose so they treat you like this. your enjoy it too much, currently moaning around his length running your tongue underneath his shaft as he adds more and more in your throat. your toes curling tightly when they way the air gets stuck in your chest from both their actions, making your brain think of only pleasure as they cut off your circulation. connie can hear you gag from all the spit that is being pushed around in your mouth. slowing down his thrust into to strong deep ones that move in rhythm with armins beginning strokes.

he knows how hard it can be to swallow all of armin he is bless with thickness between his legs. “breathe through your nose sweetheart” even in punishment connie is helping you, guiding you it’s natural to him. you can’t even take his advice because of the overwhelming feeling of everything. a shaking hand coming to push your hand against his stomach the more he angles his hips the deeper he feels. your abdomen clenching, when he snatches your arm holding it firm against your back. grabbing the other arm before you even attempt to do it again. holding your arms behind your back tightly. “you still acting up ? trynna stop me from beating up this pussy”

you can feel the tears in your eyes, they are moving in sync to watch you break. teach you a lesson, cheeks hollowing so much they already hurt. feeling the rogue tears already escaping from your eyes “stop crying baby ” armin wiping the tears, even wiping your nose that runs. holding your chin so that he can move you until your nose touches his pelvis “you done being a brat ?” eyes stinging you can’t even focus on anything. trying your best to nod your head with your mouth full. he is not satisfied until he hears you, slipping out your mouth to watch you chase him with you tongue. squeezes your jaw firmly. “are you done being a brat ?” asking the question again

“y-y-yes min i’m done being a brat. i promise” your chest is heaving, your mouth is covering in spit, lips swollen. hiccups appearing when you know what you have to have to say, having to build up the courage. “i’m s-sorr-” armin thrusting back in your mouth cutting off you apology

“huh can’t hear you baby, what you say ?” armin teases you, playful tone on his voice. while they both thrust harder at the same time, you speak as much a you can with his length in the back of your throat .“i think she saying sorry bubba ?” he trust harder hearing the spit in the back of your throat. purposely moving so your throat is full of him. holding your cheeks firm in his grip feeling himself move in and out

“mouth too full of dick can’t hear her” connie is quick to remark behind you playing into the blondes playful ways. a sudden shift with how your body is feeling you know that awaited high you want so bad is on the tip of your toes. feeling them curl in on them self. armin can just feel your throat vibrate with those cries he loves so much and your walls squeezing connie so tight knowing how close you all are.

armin can’t take it when your throat constricted around him snugly. he can feel his calf’s tensing up, grabbing the back of your head to push you as far as possible. biting his lip with force, he wish he could last longer. punish you longer but the pleasure overrides it. the cum suddenly hitting the back of your throat in thick ropes. his essence dripping from your lips as you try and swallow as much as you can. tongue rolling against his pulsing shaft. loud wimpers echoing around you while your head starts spinning

feeling his length turn flaccid in your mouth too caught up in the arousal that you still sucking him down your throat. “ (୨୧), b-b-baby relax” he has to push you off of him. spit stringing out of your mouth with his cum dripping on the corners. panting hard at the estacy in your body. touching armin all over grabbing his waist hard to just have someone close. “ah” noises echoing off his skin. he softly pets your hair, something he does to relax you when your overwhelmed

connie already knows you reached that high when you go rigid, holding your breath while his hips roll firmly into you dragging you through the pleasure as long as he can before his legs quiver. you feel your neck craning, seeing him upside down. wetness covering the bottom of your face. "let me taste it" he sticks his tongue down your throat to taste armins sweet cream. he loves to savor everything both of you have to offer. the kiss causing his cum to shoot into you. hot

teeth crashing together grinding his hips into yours. feeling the please spark through you when his tip graze your cervix. using his tongue to distract you when he pulls out of you. letting you just lay there limp on the bed. of course feeling armins hands petting along your skin and hair. “your ok baby ?” nodding your head slowly “see you can take it sweetheart ” positioning both of your bodies so that you lay on top of him.

face nestling in his chest, tracing his fingers over your body getting you warmed up for him. both naked skin to skin while you’re trying see straight. rubbing on your back letting you catch your breath. his length resting against both of your stomachs. feeling him starting a slow grind into you. lifting your head off his chest so he can giving you small intense kisses. laughing when you chase his lips, when he sucks on your neck “stop teasing me” he heard that pouty tone.

grinding your hips your so slick that the juices leaving your entrance coating both of your thighs. armin only likes teasing when it’s not towards him. “if you were on your best behavior wouldn’t have to ” sucking hickies slowly bruising your skin, dragging them out.

his hands leave behind fireworks that have you gasping “just want it, gimme it” that begging you always do, connie rolling his eyes behind you.

“she done forgot her manners” connie gruffs. kissing your shoulder. “don’t know how to say please, i’m sorry, thank you” he grumbes kissing down your spine. licking all the sweat you’ve started dripping off your skin. feeling you tensing up when feel armin working his tip in your sopping entrance. knowing when his tip enters you when you moan loudly “a spoiled brat that wants sh*t her way”

the sensation of your body being touch all over is sending you into overstimulation. relishing in their soft touches, connie sucking hickies along with armin, attentively. armin thursting into you, hands gripping your hips harshly. softly hitting the spots inside you immediately causing you to shiver. he so big you can feel it in your abdomen. “there you go bubba fuck her good” the praise making him sink into you more. holding your hips firmly. your on top of armin but he is in control slamming into you from below.

he starts a strong pace steadily into you, and he just started, the rush creeping in on you too early. “min’ it’s in my stomach” fingers tangling in his blonde hair. your walls already sensitive from connie roughy treatment “ah, ah” leaving you breathy, your core already sore, hands coming to his pale chest to slow him down, nails scraping his skin the more euphoria you feel. lifting your hips when he slams them back down.

you can feel connie behind you , watching both of you. biting his lip, when he smacks your flesh as hard as he can. he can watch you two go at it like rabbits all day. the blood flowing through his body, he needs you again. pushing you flat against armin, chest to chest with him. connie separating your cheeks. massaging the raw skin, lowering his face so he can feast his eyes on the cream that starts to gather around armins base

his mouth watering to get a taste. he softly licks to taste your cream, just needing it on his palate. sucking on armins pulsing balls, hearig him hiss when he works his tongue up rolling his tongue to your rimmed hole. his tongue flat while he licks everything up. going over the skin again and again making sure he gets everything. sliding his tongue along armins veiny width. getting your walls ready for him. twisting his tongue inside coating everything he can in saliva. your juices had him groaning. hand pushing on your back so you remain still

all your senses are going off at once. your ears ringing from everything. feeling connies tongue continue to move. finishing his taste for you when he gives you serval small kisses to the wrinkled hole. “m-m-min ” grabbing on his body with need, feeling a spark in your heart. looking into his blue hypnotizing eyes. “i’m sorry bubba” he can feel his stomach sinking with euphoria your mascara running, lips swollen while you apologize. he can’t help but steal a heated kiss, one that has you distracted enough the buzzed man behind you can quickly spread the lube along armins pink length becoming goose fleshed when the cold liquid spreads along your heated skin

satisfied he lays on top of you. your body pressed tightly inbetween theirs, sandwiched between them. feelings connie thickness hit your tender flash of your cheeks. so heavy your can feel the weight, pulling your cheeks apart so he has room, armin pulling away from your candy like lips, he almost forgot how you even got into this predicament. armin knows what connie is trying to do. having to keep himself still, giving you pleasure by grinding into you to the hilt. your consistent moans almost make him spill into you.

armin pushing his fingers in your mouth to quiet you from making all that noise. your so ready sucking his fingers eagerly. just like his dick mere minutes ago. “so pretty, could never stay mad at you” he sticks his fingers deeper down your throat feeling your tongue in-between them. grinding you down harder when you gag. pulling them out to hold you face steady so he can look in your eyes and watch them glazed over. he just so obsessed with you

feeling you jump when connie follows suite, softly runs his fingers around where you grip armin so tightly. seeing you shiver slowly slipping two finger along his moving length slowing him down. you hold to armin tightly, you wished you would of apologized soooner, its already too much for you too handle. armin does his best whispering to you softly, kissing you tenderly. connie pulls his fingers out looking at a mixture of cum from you and him. savoring the flavor off his fingers eyes rolling in the back on his head.

his body buzzing with electricity, he is too needy. quick to line himself up with your plush lips. all lubed up sliding his tip along side armin width in your walls he has to push past the restraint. hearing the whine from you and your soft speech to armin “connie's too big” he doesn’t even say anything, smacking your thigh. pushing himself in more, ignoring you. you were just acting like a brat

your so soft inside, a wet mess in between all of your legs. armin feels like he is in heaven, their two dicks pressing together snugly as connie continues to work himself into you. so mushy he is almost all the way to the hilt. grinding softly into, hitting that spot that has your hand already coming to touch his waist and slow him down "b-b-bubba i cant"

"unt unt sweetheart yes you can, cant push me out" its already too much for you to handle. you wished you would have aplogize earlier when you had the chance. now your stuck in unbelievable pleasure. both of them working in a steady rhythm. it feels dangerously good, enough for your legs to start trembling."you wanted to act up you gotta take this dick baby" your abdomen burning with each stroke

“too much, ugh it’s too much” voice horse. your pouting, lips wobbling. your overstimulated just feeling your body buzzing. trying to scramble away from the pleasure

“don’t make me fold your arms again i’m trynna be nice” he grumbles, pushing your treambling hand out the way, causing your eyes to water in armins chest. feeling his hand come into your hair. hearing you gasp, eyes glossy when they both are at the hilt. your breath caught in your chest. it feels like your too stuffed to breathe. no sounds coming out your mouth when they start a harsh pace. your arms around the blondes neck. needing comfort while you being pounded into "sick of yo ass always crying and stomping. wanna run me till I'm broke. is that what you want, want us to have no money huh ?”

“n-n-no, no i didn’t mean it” jumping when you feel another hit on your sore asscheek. the fire in your stomach growing stronger they more they move together.

“sweetheart it’s ok i know you didn’t mean it, always forgive you” armin whispers to you. always knowing what to say to make you feel better. even it just makes you more spoiled and rotten. his nice words and the feeling in your stomach is so deep you have to put your hands on armin chest to grind your hips into both of them. savoring the oh so good itch they scratch.

“oh, oh” your stomach flexing hard, all you can think is how sorry you are, you should have never acted like that over something that’s was a minor issue. they are drawing it out of you slowly, torturing you in a way. especially you you feel connie’s slick thumb to roll on to your puckered hole. running circles slowly, your toes cracking and curling the more moans you let out

armin can feel it in his toes, the fuzzy sensation starting to creep is his legs to his pelvis, pulling you close craning his neck so he can suck on your nipple hungrily, he just needed a taste of your breast. he can’t help himself, it soothes him. no matter what, he is going to have your breast in his mouth. your hands on his chest, squeezing the other breast, his hands full. throwing your head back when he bites you. usually he sucks on your breast softly making your skin tingle. but the biting is bruising your soft skin

it’s also how you all know he is close, close to giving you all the cum he can, he can never hold or last as long, you just feel to good. before you know it his hot cream fills you quickly his eyes rolling in the back of his head your breast filling his mouth

connie continues rolling his thumb around your rimmed hole using some of his spit to push his digit in to penetrating you as deep as his finger can “go head sweetheart, go head and cum” connie’s excited knowing that when armin shots his load, your not far behind. “know you want to, come on pretty baby”

his words don’t even register in your brain before your squirting over both of them. covering you all in your precious liquid, bearing down when more continues to waterfall out of you. “ohhh, a-a-ahh” armin is shooting blanks feeling your grip him so tight and connie dick to continue to slip and slide next to his, the two tips rubbing together messily inside you.

connie’s holding back, biting his lip to get the last word “shouldn’t even cum in you, then you would start acting right” you start begging immediately, your in a cum daze.willing to do anything to feel him give you his sperm, to the point armin starts begging with you. all he can hear is hushed pleases, knowing your smiling inside when you feel the warmness spread into your womb, hearing his groans and low pitched breathy moans

all your breathing sync when you try and calm down from the roller coaster you were all on. clinging to armin like velcro all your limbs wrapped around him tightly. needing all the kisses and rubs on the back he is giving you to recharge, can’t help but to whine when connie pulls out your tender walls. loving the aftercare of all the petting and tending they do to you, to make you happy

what doesn’t make you the happiest is when connie pulls you off armin slowly, you just wanted to cling to him. feeling yourself being set in connie’s lap, you instantly lay your head in his chest tired from the physical torment you body was just under. he has to lift your chin up, to look in your eyes loving the look on your pretty face. freshly fucked, he has to kiss it off you. giving you a ; soft, wet, slow, kiss. massaging the raw skin of your cheeks. “you sorry ?” he pecks your lips again

“yes bubba i’m sorry” you wrap you arms around him on purpose, so you can give him that look that’s gets you out of trouble. giving him that gaze that has him trapped in whatever spell you have over him and armin. his heart melting and his hard exterior getting chipped away instantly

“you gonna do it again ?” he sighs he knows he just lost the battle even after all that big talk he just did. pulling you closer to him

pressing you lips to his, giving him a sloppy kiss. pulling away knowing you have them both wrapped around your finger. even if you do act like a brat. “no i promise” seeing his eyes glazed over when you pull away looking at you with heart eyes

“good, i couldnt stay mad at you if i wanted to”

if they weren’t such lover boys you probably would have learned your lesson but instead they forgave you the next day taking you on a $10,000 shopping trip buying you all the things your heart desired

#min nie ♡✸#arminzblackbimbo ૮꒰ྀི˵ > ﻌ < ˵꒱ྀིა #♪i need that (i want that)-3lw #blackfemreader #blackfem!reader #love lychee ♥︎ ꣑୧♥︎꣑୧ #lychee mail → ⊹ ⪩⪨#armin x blackfemreader x connie #armin x connie smut #blackfem!reader x connie springer #armin x blackfem!reader #umm this might be my favorite fic this has been in my drafts since june in so sorry to whoever sent this omg !!

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