#connie x armin

[arminzblackbimbo]

i do (wanna get close to you)

part (۶९)

armin alert x blackfem!reader x connie springer

tw: mdni, poly relationship, boy x boy moments, double penetration, nipple play, cervix touching, "bubba" as an endearment, connie is dominant, anal sex, ass eating, spit play, different perspectives, mating press, spitting in mouth, praise, choking, lots of talking during sex, a lil long sorry, and crying kink

late at night when you've all showered, eaten, and all ready to get into bed after leaving the dinner table. all dressed up in your silky nightgown

all settling into bed. getting comfortable under the covers snuggling with each other, two bodies on either side off you keeping you warm. snuggling into them both. enjoying their company

your getting comfortable ready to go to sleep, when suddenly connie flips you over on your back laying on top of you while armin snuggles with the both of you.

driffing slowly to sleep you start to feel little wet kisses to your neck, you feel slight sucking from his lips. you softly moan at the sensation, you look to the side to give more accesss allowing you to look at armin softly sleeping still gripping onto you in his sleep while connie is just moving his lips

you feel him start to move from your neck to your chest sucking on the skin of your breast that are still concealed by your nightgown. "baby, you ok ?" you ask while you pet the top of his head softly. you know sometimes he can get needy for attention when he gets really sleepy.

" i just need to love on you" he says quietly looking up at you as pulls the front of your nightgown down. reaching his hands to cup each breast, holding them in his hands groaning at the weight of them "can't love on you baby ?" he moves down and give each breast a tender kiss.

"n-n no of course it's ok baby i just thought you were sleep" you stammer as he pokes his tongue along your hard pebbles. sucking softly on you, trying to soothe himself. his body sometimes getting to hot for him to handle, his blood boiling with attraction.

connie is swirling his tongue around the whole of the areola using his whole mouth to suction and suck on your breasts. moving to the other side of your chest, he pulls away and you think he's done and ready to roll over and cuddle into bed

"open your mouth, pretty" you obey him, tiredly open wide for him. awaiting for his next move, your eyes fluttering when you feel his saliva hit the back of your throat. he is just watching you. "swallow it" he says firmly.

satisfied when your throat contracts and you open your mouth to show him no evidence. he pulls his head back to spit on each nipple. your nightgown fully on except for the front that's pulled down for connie's pleasure. your legs wrapped tightly around connies waist and slowly massaging the back of his head. your used to their antics and how insatiable they both can be for you.

armin can feel some movement from you in his arms. he slowly pulls his eyes open watching connie's spit slide down the curve of your breast while he works his mouth with his eyes closed.

you feel armin grip onto you tighter causing you turn to him. seeing his pretty smile when you turn your face towards him. you can see the tired in his eyes. connie is still suckling eagerly. twirling his tongue around you

he is so sleepy he just moved his face next to connies kissing your soft skin of your chest. so he can suck on you too, so he can rest on your chest. but connie doesn't let him ignoring his soft please and begging

armin is pouting. mad he can't suck on your breasts because connie is being greedy. hungrily sucking on them just making armin watch while his lip pokes out. your soft moans adding to his anger he wants to make you feel good too.

you watch them just amused that they are both act like this. "come here, bubba" connie head is now up saliva coating his lips as he calls to armin. "you with this pouting shit, come 'ere" connie's face still close your breast he can see armin eye them. he pulls his chin so their faces are touching "stop with all that pouting, i'm not playin' " he can see slight tears in his eyes.

he kisses him slowly to stop his lip from trembling. holding his jaw, to move his head as his lips are softly moving against his. "your being greedy" armin whines out when he pulls away. armin is always pouting and or whining but he knows that's connie soft spot for him. knowing the pitch pulls at his heart

connie starts to feel bad knowing he just wanted to suckle on your chest too. he lets out a big breath knowing he is falling for armins trap. "you can have her for the night, im sorry for being greedy baby " kissing him so deeply it makes you feel tingly. seeing their tongues crashing over your chest. connie pulls away to see his swollen lips and his face being a light pink color. from his blood rushing to his face. "you better dick her down good or else nobody going to sleep"

you swallow deeply while armin replaces where connie was on top of you. while you whine missing his warmth and mouth on your breast. your feeling a heat so intense in your stomach.

" 'min, it aches" you grab onto him. abdomen clenching feeling his body weight on you. your body betraying you from the sleep you wanted so bad. now you want armin to scratch the itch deep inside of you.

armins pecking your lips. now wide awake, working his tongue with yours gently. "mmh i know, i know baby" he speaks against your lips. moving his hands around your body. reaching for your nightgown and sliding it off your body

not wasting time in sliding those skimpy underwear off. watching the wetness web out when we works them off of you. "your so pretty baby" connie whispers in your ear, he lays beside you watching armin strip you of your clothes.

connie is satisfied when he sees your naked body shining in the rooms low light. seeing armin strip out his boxers, leaving his body clean off any clothes. connie loves how both of you being naked makes him jump in his boxers. so beautiful and you both are just for him.

armin moves to spread your legs wide. just so he can look at you. admire your body and how the puffiness between your thighs pulses with need. "armin please i need you" your so needy for him, begging for him

he sees the way your chubby pussy lips spread more when your legs move farther back. he always been in awe off the fattiness of your pretty pussy. ���

he moves to softly pats his length against you, watching the fat of your lower lips cling to him. making contact with your clit causing your body to shiver. the pleasure making you forget connie is right next to you until you feel his lips sucking on the column of your throat. the feeling has you veins pulsing.

"bubba hand me a pillow please" armin soft voice comes into the air. he is itching to get inside you. waiting for connie to grab the pillow. seeing connie separate from your throat to tend to armin. he goes to hand him the pillow but when he reaches for it connie grabs his hand and pulls him toward him

connie sticking his tongue down his throat. lips smacking against each other. kissing him hard not letting him come up for air. moving his hand to grip his dick with his fist. tightly around the tip. asserting dominance against him. armin is so sensitive he can only take so much of the assault of connie's rough hands squeezing him tightly.

"fuck her good" connie whispered against him. they talk about you like your not there. spit coating both of their lips while your just watching them, when connie lays back in his position next to you. excited for what's to come when armin slides the pillow under your ass. hosting you up and creating a soft cushion for you.

he now has you ready. no need to prep you when you juices leak onto the pillow already becoming moist with your wetness. taking those pretty legs and sliding them to dig into the sheets around you. knees pressing by your waist. causing you to leak out even more. the daydreams of this simple placing of your legs had you whining.

every time your in this position they act like wild animals "be gentle please" you whisper, nervous that he is going to be rough with you, rearrange your insides.

"i will baby, i will" he so erect, so hard that the length of him is becoming a flush red color. he so ready to have you. seeing those fat lips spread so wide for him clit sticking out into the air, puffy with neediness.

situating himself so he can push into you. his tip contacting with the wetness of you. feeling slight pressure when he prods into you. feeling the tension in your walls when he moves further into you.

his width spreading you little by little, still pushing in when you whine so loud for him. half of his wide erection reaches so deep it cause you to grip connie's hand and clench your walls up tightly. both of your moans so erotic that connie feels rock solid in his boxers.

connie's in you ear "just relax, baby you can do it. your doing so good" whispering to relax you and let armin all the way in but you can't. your trying to defend your cervix against armins hard tip he's already so deep into you. you know he's going to make contact with the slimy disk. the way your body is folded you can't escape him when he pushes more of him inside. your puffy lips spread for his thickness. connie still talking into you ear. "you gotta let him in baby, you'll feel so good, let him all the way in"

the words relaxing you and armin takes advantage and sticks you deeper. his hands flexing into the crook of your knees. pulling his length so that the tip is the only thing that is consumed by your walls.

slowly he presses his pelvis all the way to yours leaving nothing in between you two and begins rolling and grinding his hips hitting your cervix with prescion, he can feel the sticky sensation of it.

you body is shaking with the feeling of everything. from connie making soft touch all on your body on top of armins tip pressing in you so deeply. jumping in his hold when the first thrust is so deep your eyes roll back. armin feels it too. how you shiver in his hold. poking so deep into you.

he pulls his hips back again starting a deep slow rhythm into you. the deep strokes making your vision blurry. "ahh armin your-r-r hittin to deep" your shaking hand coming to trying and push on his soft stomach.

you feel connie taking your shaking hand, grabbing the other one and put them over your head. "keep your hands to yourself, baby" voice patient which contradicts when he grips your wrist tightly. armin just started you can't be tapping our now. your so sensitive for them both.

the feeling is too much "ahhh 'min " your wrist suspended above you. when your try and wiggle free. they both have you trapped, connie has your arms and armin has those pretty legs pressed against the bed. your so wet, making him almost slip out of you.

connie praises him. "split that pussy open bubba, your doing so good" proud to see armin swing his hips strongly into yours. pulling the blondes face close to his next to your pinned legs, so they can share a kiss. sucking those pink lips he loves so much. it causing armins hips to work harder wanting to make connie content

connie's lip move from his lips and latch on his neck encouraging his roughness. making him groan and pant out. marking him up for everyone to see. his possession for him taking over.

armin hips rolls stickily into yours. your legs so wide and spread out he is able to the hit spots so deep inside you. the hickies that connie put on his neck has him whimpering. "connie, your gonna make me cum"

feeling a hand grip around his throat he holds his breath. "what i say, huh ?" waiting on the blonde's answer he grips a little harder letting go to let him say something but he can't respond. too overwhelmed "didn't i say fuck her good ? make that pussy ache, beat it swollen" armin feels him breaths right against his face as he as moved up. "now do what i told you to do baby"

cheeks pink when he whimpers shaking his head up and down. you see the whole interaction. it makes you walls flutter around armins thickness. he pulls his hips all the way back, tip barely inside you.

his hands gripping the crook behind your knees tighter when he roughly thrust back into you. "b-baby" your stuttering as your hands grabbing onto connie. gripping onto anything your hands can get a hold of since connie let them go. the blonde above you thrusting picking up speed at the words leaving your lips.

he can just reply with small whimpers. you both are big pouters. finding a way to communicate through your high pitched whines that vocalize off each other.

he is hitting so deep because of the pillow that lies underneath you and way he has your legs stretching into the mattress. knees pressing hard, while his rough hands grip your flesh there. "wanna make connie proud" he whispers drilling into you. his hips set in a bruising pace that has you seeing stars and gripping hard onto his width. "so tight for me, so so tight baby" he's groaning above you. being so rough your walls feel like they are being punished with pleasure.

you feel light suckling on your ear lobe as connie plays with the skin of your ear. there is no need to speak above a whisper as he is loud enough as it is. you can hear his spit in his mouth as he runs the slimy appendage through the ridges of the ear canal. "let him tear it up baby, don't it feel good ? that big dick feel so good don't it ?"

his breath against your ear has goosebumps appearing. his lewd language making your body shiver. he grips your face at the lack of acknowledgment you give him. "that dick making you dumb huh baby ?, is it too deep ?"

all these questions he murmurs into your ear have you nodding your head fast. "where at baby, is it right here ?" he moves his hand so that he presses the skin right under you belly button. right where armins length is poking your insides.

it's too much to handle the feeling of armins tip hitting the gummy barrier inside of you. the pressure of connie's hand on your stomach has your eyes rolling back and your back arching off the bed. the positions your in doesn't help, your so spread out your tingling.

"it's too much, its too much" you try and push his hand away. but he his firm. your so wet for armin that he can feel his testicles strain and jump as he slide in and out of you. his rhythm steady

armin mouth is open letting all of his soft moans and groans. your velvety walls choking him for everything he's worth. causing him to whimper and close his eyes tight so he doesn't have an early release. with each roll of his hips he moves them like it'll be his last

armins mouth is watering seeing you spread out looking so beautiful. your breast heaving up and down from his deep strokes. he just wants a small taste. connie's neediness earlier didn't allow him to savor your breast like he wanted to. now he gets a chance to.

moving his head down he puts your nipple in his mouth. suckling like his life depends on it. suctions on your nipple moving his tongue back and forth making sure the bite the nipple as he start to move faster still rolling his hips vigorously.

biting down makes the pain feel so good. the feeling of both there touches sending you into overdrive. "ahh bubba i-i can't it- " he starts rotating his hips faster. still sucking with everything he has making you feel sensitive like you body is buzzing.

the blondes tongue moves around your sore peak. so softly your stomach is clenching up at the sensation. just relaxing into the feeling. so much so that when connie suddenly mouths on your chest. suckling along with armin, you moan with surprise.

they each have one of your breast in their mouth the feeling making you squirm. small "ahh's" leaving your lips. you feel those legs that are held against the bed start the shiver. starting to move on their own. you grip the back on connie's buzzed head pressing him against your chest.

the slow feeling of static starts to makes it way through your body. starting at your toes and tingling in your chest. feeling a fire spread through your stomach and pelvis. " 'm cumming, ugh i'm-m " armin's hips piercing you steadily to guide you through your high.

feeling connie's hand drag along your stomach between you and armin's two sweaty bodies. his fingertips touching where your the most swollen. feeling his fingers cirlce around you, feeling your toes that lay in the air beginning to tighten. your body becoming tense due to the pleasure both the bodies on top of you supply.

your body shakes and shivers when you gush all over armin's width, moaning loudly. his pretty blue eyes fluttered close at the plushness of your walls around him. the warmth of you is making goosebumps cover his body.

armin almost starts to slow down his thrust, his hips stuttering. face scrunching up and eyebrows knitting together, mouth sucking harder on your chest. connie sees this from the corner of his eye. lifting his head from your breast "unt, unt keep going, cum in her baby" he speaks softly to encourage him. he moves away from your nipple. the suckling made him hungry for something else

connie moves armins head away from your breast. separating him from you, even when he tries to still latch himself back onto you. pushing his body back so that he can see your swollen pussy clench around armin.

so puffy gripping around that thick dick he is obsessed. his mouth watering to just get one lick, one taste. he needs it.

connie makes sloppy kisses between your breast. following the invisible line to your belly button, all the way to your where your spread out from armin's length. his lips wrap around your thumping clit. swirling his tongue with precision. you grab his buzzed scalp trying to move away from the torment he is putting your through

armin hitting so deep into you. no spots untouched from his hard length. now connie sucking and running his tongue along your sensitive flesh. collecting all your juices thats left you. sucking on your clit sticking his tongue out to catch armin coming in and out of you too

your lucky armins hands keep you still or else you would have been all over the bed. your pressed down by those big hands while you call out " 'min 'mi- con- connie please" saying both of their names feeling a heavy feeling in your spine

armin can feel the slight feeling of connie's tongue and it has him shaking, eyes rolling back. when he feels his stomach knotting and twisting from the adding feeling. he can feel his legs stiffen and you hear those high pitched groans that tell you he is close.

his hands tighten against the crock of your knees. connie's tongue makes you feel like your floating. the suction of his lips has the volume of your whimpers shaking both their ears. the sounds send armin over the edge. your feel his tip shaking inside your as he pumps you full.

feeling new ropes enter you hitting your cervix with promise. your chest heaving up and down while armin huffs and puffs above you. connie groans with his lips around you making your hips jump lapping at the cream that your and armin created. after he is satisfied he lifts his head and looks at both of you

your both are covered in a light sheen and are trying to come back to reality. giving each other small kisses ignoring connie. he goes to land a rough smack on the blondes perky ass to congratulate him for how good he fucked you. armin jumps at the hard thwack. "good job, baby"

you see connie make his way to whispers in armins ear. he is the mastermind behind this. the one who decides what positions you go in. how rough and fast armin makes loves to you. he is the one in control.

connie lays both of you on your sides your face facing armins chest while your still connected. your breathing hard, already had your release and your tired. more whispering into armin's ear conspiring against you.

the crook of your knees come in contact with armins shoulders. you say small "mmhs" while your folded in half. knees stretching as you arch your back to put less strain on your hips.

armin grinds into you to get comfortable this causing you to whine and your bottom lip to start quivering "it hurts bubba" he's touching your cervix. you feel it, your walls are tired of trying to defend it. he is flush against it.

his tip pressing hard into the flimsy disk of it. your stomach burning with pain. you feel armin hands go to pull your ass cheeks apart the positions pushing you harder against his hips

"i'm sorry baby" he kisses your shaking lips " it's ok, your ok" he can hear connie behind you kissing your back. he hates seeing your in pain but you feel so good you walls choking him so tightly.

you lay your head on to his shoulder where your legs are suspended. just breathing slow and steadying your head. when you hear the familiar sounds of the lube bottle open, you immediately start squirming

"bubba please i can't, 'm too sensitive" your babbling, words jumbling together and you just feel a kiss at your puckered hole. where armin hands keeps you spread open for connie's lips. slowly adding several kisses that include tongue to just relax you.

you feel him swirling his tongue around the area almost sticking his tongue inside. he is so nasty. he doesn't care. armin can just hear the slurping of skin. seeing your pretty face twist as you lay against your knee. he knows you not comfortable in this position but he knows once the pleasure starts you'll be ready to do this exact same thing tomorrow.

the faces you make, makes him jerk inside of you. the tip tapping on the disk of your cervix. you clench up around armin. juices coat his stomach and in between the globes of your ass.

connie gets a taste of your juices too while he is inbetween your cheeks. savoring the taste while he messily eats the ringed hole. lubing you up with his spit.

he pulls away with a pecked kiss against the puckeredness as it winks at him. he works his way up your back making kisses up your spine. you are more relaxed not as tensed. letting the sticky juices flow around armin and onto his pelvis. it's ridiculous how wet you are.

"that feel good baby ?" your damn there drooling from the feeling connie left you in. armins right in your face asking how you feel. you just shake your head up and down; eyes low, high off the feeling. he is distracting you from connie preparing himself behind your back. spreading lube against his length.

armin spanks one the cheeks that is in his hand still spreading you. "come on talk to me, baby " he is firm even with his soft speaking voice he holds authority. 

"feels so good 'min " you say out of breath. they both are stealing your breath from you. armin spreads you wider as connie spreads globs of lube on your anus. slowly circling his fingers gliding against you making you flinch when he able to slide a finger in easy, all the way to the knuckle. he knows your ready for him. kissing your shoulder as he gets behind you. laying on his side too.

positioning his angry tip at your puckered entrance slowly sliding in. working himself inside slowly not to hurt you. making you squirm while armin keeps you still. "ugh connie" your eyes are fluttering at the pleasure. he's trying to fit all of him inside. he presses into your back, which cause your chest to be flush against your legs that lays on armin chest.

you can feel a pop sound when he slips in all the way in causing you to be filled up. in both of your holes. your mouth just open, no sound coming out. oppose to armin and connie every time you clench both of them groan.

just trying to adjust, connie is so deep in you. you can feel it in your back. how he is hitting those forbidden spots. trying to calm down your rushing veins. but you can't, not when you adjust your hips you feel armins thickness digging into you.

you start to feel armin lift you by your ass cheeks. lifting you high enough for only allow his tip to remain inside, same for the man the lays behind you and slowly bringing you back down.

you body just shake at the sensation. shaking calfs over the blondes shoulders. "i'm too full bubba, i can't breathe" you start to slowly hyperventilate. 

connie kisses your shoulder to calm you down kissing all over your back. pressing your back in. so your arch in armins hold, the angle making you scream out. it feels so good all you can do is scream. double the pleasure almost makes you feel drunk. your drunk on the euphoria of them.

he sees armin consoling you, saying to just relax and you'll feel good. how you always love it, how you love when they both piston inside you. you just can't be so tense, just be calm. you can do it.

connie takes advantage when your body becomes loose, your toes curling when he roughly slides into you. armin can feel connie length through the thin skin that separates the two of them. making him whimper into you neck. he has already came. making him extra sensitive.

armin is whining for the both of you. connie hears him even through he tries to muffle himself. "bubba" connie calls to him, his face now on top your shoulder. his front pressed against your back. he is panting "open your mouth" their faces close to each others over you shoulder.

he loves watching those pretty lips separate and tongue sticking out. loves spitting in his mouth watch it slide to the back of his throat. it takes over his senses. he slams his lips against his when he watches him swallow and open his mouth to show connie. both of their mouths moving together in sync.

messily licking each others tongues causing spit to dribble from their lips. the kisses making them thrust rougher. the pace of them both making you moan out between them.

sucking on armins tongue making him whine. tongues clashing while he grips your ass checks hard in his hands making his knuckles turn white.

smiling against connie's lips when he slows down his tongue. looking each other in the eyes while panting from their thrusting. "i love you" armin whispers against his lips.

"mmh i love you too" the exchange of words makes them have an unforgiving pace. that makes you have to grip onto anything you can. both their bodies squishing you between them. "ahh my pretty boy, your so pretty" connie still talking to armin admiring him. just seeing his face makes him jolt inside of you.

the rough circle of connie hips has spit catching in your throat. when you collect your breath from one thrust there is another one from armin causing you to hyperventilate through tiny breaths.

you feel so full from them. your stomach feeling stuffed so much so that you feel you eyes start to sting the pleasure suffocating you. you feel the salty tears touching your cheeks. your body doesn't know how to react, you want to squirm free but your trapped between two bodies.

when armins hips stroke into you deeply you can feel connie copy his movements. with your tears flowing down your face from the pleasure, armin has to insert some self control. the way your pretty eyes water makes his stomach churn.

your so beautiful when you can't express the euphoria your feeling. when the words can't come out and all you can do is let your eyes water freely. his thrust quicken he is extremely sensitive. you gripping him so tightly his breath faning your face from how close you all are.

he licks lightly at your face letting the salty tears quiet his thirst. "mmm your so pretty " he wants you to know. how beautiful you are to him. how you make his heart flutter. your eyes trained on him as moans creep out your mouth. you see his pink lips moving " 'm cummin baby, ugh 'm cumming"

you see those blue eyes roll back, feeling the white cream enter you, makes you start to shake those legs on his shoulders shaking and wiggling while armin fills you up. "ugh, your perfect baby, so perfect" he pants out admirations.

armin stills once his body stops buzzing. kissing you softly on your quivering lips. lips shaking because even if armin has finished, connie is still working hard to release into you . rolling his hips firmly into. groaning on top of your back, you feel the vibrations through you.

latching his lips to suck on the fresh tears that leave your eyes. trailing his tongue up your cheeks to relax himself. help your shaking legs off his shoulders still holding your cheeks open for connie's thrust. holding you securely.

connie pushes all three of your bodies, having armin on his back with you on top of him, and connie on top of you. "come on baby, you gonna cum for me ? you came for armin, was you trynna make me jealous baby ?" his hands slides onto your back pressing into a small arch.

"yes, yes im cummin' connie" feeling armin lips on you and connie rough strokes. your close, armin starts a slow grind into you rolling his hips, catching your clit on his front. he so overstimulated he feels the blood rushing through his veins faster because of your moist walls squeezing him.

clawing at his chest you feel your stomach tighten hear the skin of all three of your bodies meet, the sounds making you buzz. the fire in your abdomen spread "aah" sounds are made from each stroke when your toes start to curl and you thighten your body up.

snatching away the liquid from both men when your release all over armin. the tightness that you bring has them both holding you tight and filling you. armin nearly has nothing to give. rough breathing and whimpering leaving him.

connie squishes you, laying on top you breathing heavy, your juices leaving all of you sticky. once everyone's breath is even connie kisses you shoulder. everybody hasn't moved eyes all closed. "you ok baby ?" connie ask out of his sex haze, mind clear.

you can only say "mmh" back, all the energy being sucked out of you feeling like your in a dream already. sleeping almost taking you away. you softly feel both of them pull out of you. whining while they do, as their cum mixes together when it meets.

"you did so good baby, so good" armin whispered tiredly. you feel connie get off of you going to get a wet cloth for all of you. armin still kissing all over your resting face.

you jump when you feel connie clean you up, dropping on the bed when he helps armin clean himself too. kissing him softly, saying how proud he was of him. you smile softly at your two partners who you love deeply and you make you feel so good

you fall asleep against armins chest and with connie on your back saying how sorry he is for being so needy. taking your sleep from you. kissing you to dream land

part (۶९)



[cuntyglam]

the way connie carries armin bridal style when he runs out of gas- how is this not a popular ship ?? them <3

[araf3f]

little conmins

[sunarc]

Based on this nsfw audio

Boys who absolutely lose themselves when they sink their cock into your pussy. They go from being this beefy big scary man to a whimpering moaning mess. He has his face shoved into the crook of your neck while his hands grip your legs spreading them apart so he can shove himself deeper inside of you. His whimpers are so loud and anyone outside of you would never think that he would lose himself whimpering begging you to let him cum inside of you. 

“Oh fuck please baby let me make you mine baby please” he pants breathlessly into your ear. 

His moans sound so pretty paired with his wild thrust. He can barely think straight. The only thought that plagues his mind is how good your pussy feels sucking his cock in. He sounds like a broken record whining for you begging for your pussy. 

“Feels so good baby I- I cant stop” he stutters out barely able to form a dull sentence. 

He’s so pussy drunk off of you. His fingers dig into your skin as he plunges his cock into, fucking you as if he were feral. 

“Mine, Mine Mine” he chants like a choir. 

Your moans mix in with his creating a tune he never wants to forget. Moments like this he can’t help but fuck himself into overstimulation. He just loves the feeling of your warmth sucking him in, creating loud wet noises to match his reckless thrust. His voice is shaky as he whimpers about how good your pussy feels. His hands push your thighs up folding you into a mating press so that he can see how perfect your pussy looks sucking him in. He’s so mesmerized by the sight. The way your pussy creams around his cock creating a mess he promises to clean up with his tongue. 

“My pretty baby” his eyes are wide and filled with lust. 

He’s long gone consumed by the pleasure. His hips slam against yours as he promises himself to you whispering and begging you to let him be yours. To anyone else he’s a scary man looks like he could kill you with his stare alone but to you he’s a sweet baby who just needs to have his cock shoveled deep inside of you to feel good. 

“Fuck I’m gonna cum baby please can I cum in your pretty pussy please let me cum” his eyes are squeezed shut while he fucks his cock so deep into you, you can barely think straight yourself. You nod your head too weak to speak. He throws his head back whimpering a sighing thanking you for being his good baby. When he cums he gets louder. He grunts and whimpering trembling as his cock dips in and out of you while his cum drips down the side. He slips his cock out of you gasping at the sudden release from your hole. He kneels down licking a long strip of the cum that drools down between your folds. 

“Let me help clean you up baby, promise I’ll do a good job”

Gojo, Megumi, Yuta, Atsumu, Suna, Iwaizumi, Sugawara, Oikawa, Connie, Armin, Jean

[kiwie-not-kiwi]

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[smutbutoutofnowhere]

shoutout to all my fellow smut enjoyers

[woodle-isbae]

"Sh-shitt..m'sorry!"

He was practically a mess , shaking beneath you as you sat on his lap , cock sitting snuggly inside you

He had his hands tied behind his back , which rested against the headboard of the bed,hair clung to his forehead , his face a deep red shade as he tried to catch his breath and stop his tears

"I'm not sure if you really are."

Playing mind games with him , he knew he didn't mean to entertain other girls , he was really clueless and thought she was just being kind?

Pathetic

"Pleasepleaseplease-fuck- I won't talk to her , I'll block her please!"

Oh that was music to your ears , kissing him all over his face , covering him in a dark red lipstick before taking his phone , snapping a few pics of him , eyes low and clouded as he made the effort to smile , before posting it on his story

Setting his phone aside , placing your hands on his shoulders and bouncing on him , trying to set a steady pace but you really wanted to cum aswell , just wanting to get to your high

Snap!

The sound of the cuffs breaking rung around the whole room before he set his rough hands on your hips , snapping his at a fast and violent pace to meet your,,weak,, thrusts

"M'Sorry-ah-i can't help myself-"

Mumbling apologies and praises in your ear as he held you closer , promising to make it up to you for this , the grip on your hips far too tight ,,, it's definitely bruising ,,, promising you everything that his fogged up brain can think of

Puffy lips kissing onto your neck , legs shaking as he was nearing his high ,,, both of you knowing it doesn't end there ,,, meanwhile you've already came , fucked out from his ruthless attack on your collarbone and poor pussy

It's gonna be a long night

Armin , Choso , Kirishima , Tamaki , Deku and chosen character

[fatherbrat]

LET'S SNEAK, AOT MULTI

sum. various aot boys and how they fuck you while trying to keep your relationship a secret. inspired by lyrics from sneak by leon thomas :p

feat. eren jaeger. jean kirstein. connie springer. armin arlert.

cw. cheating/infidelity, missionary & doggy, face-sitting, a nasty blowjob, praise, riding/cowgirl, creampie, office sex, risky sex, hold the moan, reader has multiple orgasms, some angst if you squint, not proofread...

wc. 2.7k

EREN JAEGER “can i fuck you in the daytime, daytime? even though that pussy isn’t mine.”

Eren’s moral compass is a bit skewed.

But you wouldn’t dare tell him that. He’d only throw it right back in your face, claiming you're worse. You’re the one with a boyfriend after all. He’s single. Technically.

“Where’s the boyfriend?” Eren asks as soon as he crosses the threshold into your home. He doesn’t bother waiting for a response before pulling his shirt off.

You close the front door behind you and sigh. “He’s out of town. Look…” You hesitate, not really wanting to finish your sentence, even though you know it’s long overdue.

Eren turns to look at you, one eyebrow raised. “Don’t tell me you’ve grown a conscience.” He doesn’t sound annoyed, or even surprised. More like…intrigued. Regardless, the words make you wince.

“He wants to take me to meet his parents,” you tell him, avoiding eye contact.

Eren lets out a whistle. There’s a moment of silence, both of you lost in your own thoughts, before you hear the sound of Eren unzipping his pants.

You stare at him. “What are you doing?”

He smirks. “I’m already here. Might as well go out with a bang.”

You don’t bother wasting any time pretending you weren’t hoping he’d say that. You strip, and almost immediately you’re pressed against a wall. Eren kisses you in a way that can only be described as needy, like he’s taking extra and stowing it away for later.

His hands are everywhere, squeezing and caressing and memorizing.

When he lays you down on the sofa, you aren’t expecting him to plant his tongue between your thighs.

“Eren–”

“Shhh,” he whispers, lifting his head to meet your eyes. “This is the last time, right?” He waits for you to nod before continuing. “Let me savor it.”

He makes surprisingly quick work of making you come and kisses you right after so you can taste yourself on his lips. When he fucks you he does it slowly, agonizingly, eyes glued to your face as he watches your lips part when he bottoms out.

Your nails dig into his back. “Eren, don’t tease,” you huff. “Faster.”

He smiles down at you, shaking his head slightly. “You’re so impatient,” he says, clicking his tongue. “What happened to letting me savor it?”

You squirm beneath him. “Fuck savoring. Fuck me.”

Eren doesn’t need to hear you say it twice. He picks up the pace, dropping his forehead against your shoulder as he grabs your waist.

“Gonna miss this pussy,” he breathes against your skin. The way he says it is tender, a stark contrast to the rough way he pounds you. You wonder, just for a second, if he really means that he’s going to miss you.

But Eren can see your mind wandering. He taps your cheek.

“Hey. Pay attention. You haven’t come enough times to start losing your mind already.”

His eyes narrow as he takes in the sourness of your expression, unimpressed by his statement.

He huffs and pulls out. “Turn around.”

“What?”

“Turn around and get on all fours.”

You frown but comply. He rests one hand flat against your back, pushing you down into the perfect arch before he prods your slit with the tip of his cock.

“Gonna make you see stars,” he mutters, before burying himself inside you.

And he does. His rhythm is dizzying, and it has you biting into the couch cushions, groaning with every stroke.

His arm wraps around your hips so he can lay his hand flat on your lower belly. When he travels lower and starts to circle your clit, all the muscles in your core tighten. He doesn’t slow down when you reach your climax. In fact, you think he goes faster.

“Fuck, Erennn,” you whine, dragging out the last consonant of his name as you dig your fingernails into your palm.

“I know, I know. Takin’ me so well. One more.”

You try to remember what he’d always say, something about good girls coming in threes, or maybe third time’s the charm. Something that meant he’d always make you come three times before leaving. It’s hard to think of what it was when you can hear him slamming against your ass.

He draws out the third one in no time, calling you his good girl as you moan into the sofa.

It’s bittersweet when he pulls out, and you wish he would make you come in fives or something. Eren gives you a look that tells you he can tell what you’re thinking.

He presses his lips to your forehead as he pulls his pants on and you can sense the goodbye in it.

“Take care of yourself, mkay? I’ll see you around.”

You watch him leave, wondering if you’ll see him for real.

JEAN KIRSTEIN “know you wanna keep this thing discreet. hear you calling through the streets.”

You’ve molded Jean into the perfect fuck buddy.

He’ll drop everything to come over the minute you text, doesn’t spread your business around, and always makes you come first.

“Right there, right there, fuck.” You grind against his face, throwing your head back as your grip around the headboard tightens. 

Jean hums into your pussy as you orgasm, grazing his teeth against your clit as you ride it out. 

Your body goes limp and he swiftly comes out from underneath you, laying you down on the bed gently as he peppers kisses across your skin.

“I’m gonna grab you some water,” he says, not waiting for a response before leaving your room. 

You watch him go, a small smile sitting on your face. He’s become so attuned to you, always at your beck and call, willing to cater to you in any way you ask. 

It’s the kind of behavior that makes you want to suck his dick. 

So, when he returns from the kitchen holding a glass of ice water, you ask him. 

“Do you wanna throat fuck me?”

Jean freezes, staring at you like you’ve grown a second head. You suppose you have—it’s been nine months since the two of you started fucking and you have yet to go down on him (not that he’s ever complained). Still, you’d be offended at the look he’s giving you if it weren’t for the obvious erection growing in his pants.

You tilt your head to the side, eyeing his crotch before meeting his gaze. “Yes or no?”

“Yes,” he answers quickly, suddenly unfrozen and eager. He places the glass on your dresser, slipping out of his sweatpants and moving towards you. 

Jean watches you roll off the bed and onto the floor, sitting up on your knees and looking at him with an expression that almost makes him dizzy.

Something feverish blazes in his eyes when he stands in front of you, and you have to work to keep the excitement off your face when he tugs down his boxers. 

He strokes his cock idly, watching you look up at him. “You sure?”

This time you can’t help the grin that spreads across your face. “I’m sure.”

He taps his dick on your lips, tentatively, and you open up. He shudders when you run your tongue along the underside of his tip. 

Jean cradles your head in his hands as he pushes himself all the way into your mouth. There’s a shaky inhale from him when he hits the back of your throat. 

“Oh shit,” he breathes. 

You close your lips around him, hollowing out your cheeks, and something in him snaps.

The speed at which he thrusts into your mouth is almost violent, and he moans when you gag, the pads of his fingertips pressing harder into your scalp. He’s already sensitive from being rock hard the whole time you sat on his face, and his sloppy in-and-out, in-and-out motion drags your spit everywhere–your face, his pelvis, even your chest. 

The feeling of him hitting your throat makes your eyes water, and you feel him growing impossibly harder against your tongue when you look up at him with glassy eyes.

He doesn’t last long, not with you looking at him like that. He’s mumbling an apology as he fills your mouth, saying if you weren’t so perfect he would’ve lasted longer. You’re grinning as you swallow down his cum, watching how his eyebrows furrow as he looks at your neck, and he kneels down to kiss you immediately. 

When he pulls away, he’s looking at you with a soft sort of wonder. Admiration almost. A bashful smile pulls at his lips. 

“Can we do that again?”

CONNIE SPRINGER “she like rich niggas, i’m her type. bored at the crib, she tryna pipe.”

conniiieee come over, im bored ;)

Connie smiles to himself when he reads your texts, his dick nearly stirring to life at the implication of your messages.

Despite your agreement to keep your… situation lowkey, he always pulls up to your apartment complex on his motorcycle, practically alerting the masses that he’s about to come upstairs and rock your shit. 

You meet him at your front door, scowling. “Why do you always show up on that loud ass bike? I know you have a car now.”

Connie just smiles, scooting around you to come inside. “You keeping tabs on me, baby?”

You roll your eyes and kick the door shut. “Sasha won’t stop raving about how cool it is.” You do air quotes around the word ‘cool,’ trying to imitate the lilt in Sasha’s voice when she talks about it.

Connie drops his motorcycle helmet on the shoe rack by the door. “It is cool. If you’d stop being so stubborn and take me back I could take you for a ride.”

But there’s really only one kind of ride you’re interested in right now! Which is how you end up straddling him on the couch, pressing kisses into the side of his neck.

Connie’s hands rest loosely on your hips, letting you grind against him as slowly as you want. Your breathing is shaky, sweat coating your skin, a byproduct of the last four orgasms. You lift yourself off him on trembling legs, higher and higher until just the head of Connie’s cock remains inside you. You catch his eyes briefly, and the mirth swimming in them is the only warning you have for what he does next.

His fingers tighten their grip on your hips, tugging you back down on his cock harshly. A strangled sound escapes you, air catching in your throat with the sudden movement.

“Con-”

He kisses you, cutting you off as he bounces you up and down. 

“Last one, mama,” he says against your lips. 

You can feel an ache in your legs from them being bent underneath you for so long, your head is fogged up with leftover pleasure, and there’s a pressure building up deep in your stomach. This is why you keep letting him come over all these months after your breakup. He knows just how to wear you out.

Connie pulls you against him, chest to chest, and wraps his arms around you. He lets you rest your forehead against his as his cock brushes up against your g-spot, forcing moans out of you that can only be described as wanton.

“That’s it, baby. Nobody fucks you like this, huh?”

You shake your head, your nose nudging his. “Just you.”

Connie practically purrs in satisfaction, right before he comes inside you. You melt against him, the pressure in your abdomen releasing as you cry out. Connie’s lips sweep across your jaw, patient and gentle while he waits for you to come down.

When you do, he leans back, eyelids heavy with contentment. You can feel him softening inside you. You already know what he’s about to say just based on the expression he’s wearing, but you wait for him to ask before giving the same response you always do.

“Y’know we could do that all the time if you’d take me back.” He doesn’t sound as heartbroken as he used to, like he’s grown used to this back-and-forth the two of you have going on.

You give him a wry smile, wiping beads from the back of your neck. “We didn’t break up because the sex was bad, Connie.”

He kisses you then, soft and lingering. “Worth a shot.”

He cleans you up and you let him take a shower and rummage through your drawers for the few pieces of clothing you never returned to him. When he’s leaving, he throws a wink your way, picking up his motorcycle helmet with one hand and unlocking the door with the other.

"Text again soon, alright? Love you."

ARMIN ARLERT “always down for an afternoon delight, but i can never crash and spend the night.”

“We have to stop,” you whisper halfheartedly, tangling your fingers in Armin’s hair as he kisses you.

Armin smiles against your lips. “Why?” he asks, his hands traveling down the length of your pencil skirt. He starts kissing down your neck, mouth going lower and lower until his fingers reach the hem of your skirt.

He pulls your skirt up over your ass, letting it bunch up around your waist. You giggle when he turns you around and gently presses your cheek against the door.

“I’ll get fired if HR finds out,” you say, arching your back as he pulls down your underwear. Your wet cunt feels a rush of cool air when he does, and you gasp when Armin plunges his fingers in. You feel the weight of his chin on your shoulder as he presses his chest against your back.

“But she’s so wet,” he whispers in your ear. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you like that HR could find out.”

You neither confirm nor deny, just humming and wiggling your bare ass in response.

He chuckles, the sound traveling straight down to your core. Armin doesn’t give any warning before he slips himself inside you. He pulls you away from the door after the fact, covering your mouth with one hand and wrapping the other arm around your waist.

The hardest thing (other than Armin) about keeping your lunch “meetings” secret is the fact that neither of you are particularly quiet. Armin muffles your moans with his hand and muffles his own by biting into the junction of your neck and your shoulder. There’s nothing to be done about the sound of his hips slapping against your ass or his cock sliding in and out of your pussy. All the two of you can do is hope nobody comes back from lunch early and walks past the copy room on the fourth floor. 

(But anyways, where’s the fun in it without a little risk.)

You moan into Armin’s hand when he hits a particular spot and he slows. He uses the hand on your face to tug your head back. “So noisy,” he says, lips brushing against your neck as he speaks. “I know you want the whole office to hear, but don’t be so obvious.”

Your walls clench around him and he hisses, picking up the pace once more.

“You like thinking about our coworkers hearing you?” You shake your head, but the way your pussy squeezes him proves you to be a bold-faced liar. 

Armin’s teeth graze your shoulder, his breath hitching as his hips lose their rhythm. 

“Go ahead then,” he whispers against your skin. “Let them hear.” He moves his hand from your mouth and loosely wraps his fingers around your neck instead. 

Another moan threatens to escape you, but you refuse, rolling your lips between your teeth in an attempt to keep quiet. 

Armin bites you then, and you gasp loudly. His thrusts become careless as he frantically chases his own orgasm. He brings his hand back up to your face, this time slipping two fingers between your lips and pressing down on your teeth so you can’t close your mouth. 

You can hear the faint sound of footsteps that signal the end of your lunch break. A door opens, and voices become audible as your coworkers get closer.

Armin smacks your ass, hard, and it’s enough to pull you over the edge. The two of you come together, him sinking his teeth into your skin to suppress his own moans. You bite down on his fingers, but it does little to help. You’re positive the entire office can hear you screaming his name.

(づ๑•ᴗ•๑)づ♡

[4kkaalii]

my og gang I MISS THEM 💔💔

cr: @anjiliarts.3h on X‼️

[rumisgf]

backshots with eren are absolutely lethal. like, just imagine.

your head is completely buried into the pillow. eren has your back arched real good for him, one hand on your back to keep it that way. you huff out a moan which each of his thrusts, your slick painting his cock and slowly dripping down your thighs as he’s working your third orgasm. you lean yourself forward in an attempt to give yourself mercy, only for him pull you back all the way on his dick. any time you raise a hand to push him back or brace yourself, he slams it back down and tightens his grip on you. it’s all so dirty.

“fuck ren- i can’t- fuckkk…”

“uh uh, stop running. take this dick.”

he takes a hand and slaps your ass, adding to his collection of red/dark purple marks he’s created. you can barely hold yourself up and as bad as you wanna tap out, he just feels so good.

“s-so good…’s too much.”

and he wouldn’t stop anyway, the lewd sounds of your cunt squelching with every thrust and the view of your ass moving back against him is sending him to heaven. not only that, he knows you love this almost as much as he does.

“throw that ass back. yeah, just like that. my good little girl.”

no matter how rough he was you did what you were told and you took him so well, you really are such a good girl for him. your ass was slamming against him as you took every inch of him, you slurring your words and moaning out for him like a prayer.

“s-so wet..y’ make me so wet..”

and oh, he knows. no matter how much you joke around or are too embarrassed to admit it, eren goes to sleep at night knowing no one could ever have you screaming like this, only he knows how to have you soaked in a matter of seconds.

© rumisgf

[blondieeu]

stretch you out. eren y.

"make that shit fit"

eren keeps chanting it over and over like a prayer, whispering it to you as some kind of encouragement while you struggle to take it all on your own like you promised you could. " that's right..go 'head n' make it fit mama..fuck." your hand was wrapped tightly around the base on him, aiding your cunny.

he hissed when you got down from your elbows and laid flat on his apartment's carpeted floor to get it in a better angle, arching your back. "that's my good girl take that shit." your ass was high up in the air and if eren hadn't seen your pussy before he was definitely seeing it now. "my fuckin' pussy" he mumbled.

erens hand rubbed up your back then back down to your ass, pushing it further and further towards the base till you started to swat at his hands, protesting going fully down. "I cant take anymore" you wined with a fake attitude.

"what?- you want me to do it?" eren was quick to sit up on his hands, white t-shirt pushed up to his collar bones almost tangled with that necklace he always wears. you didn't even bother pulling his sweatpants all the way off. "I just said it doesn't fit 'ren, you want me to say it in spanish?"

eren sat up fully, the movement making his cock push into one of your gummy walls, "watch this." he grabbed one of your arms by the elbow and pulled your torso off the floor with ease. you heaved as erens hands found themselves on your love handles, pushing them down to sit you on him.

the stretch burned, you stifled a whimper - you didn't wanna be the little girl who couldn't take dick she said she could. his forearms flexed as he kept your steady, careful to ease you onto the last few inches of his shaft.

"see?" eren grinned wide, real cocky he was right about yet another thing in life. "told you it'd fit mama." he shifted under you - getting comfortable with the angle. his hands slid down from your hips, to your thighs, and back to your hips. a light coat of, well- you coated his whole shaft now.

you looked over your shoulder at him with a giddy smile, "booo you did that on purpose" his green eyes stared at your own through his short, dark brown bangs. he chuckles when you grind on him experimentally. "man, quit playin' n back that shit up girl"

blondieeu xx

[arminzblackbimbo]

Can you do more on armin and connie

i definitely am, it's just i need more ideas. especially since i made their characters so specific lol. 𐚁𐚁𐚁

[vampireg1rl]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE SWEETEST PRETTIEST MOST SMART CUTE BOY EVERRRR MY BABY ARMIN ILY 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

[tsukimirecs]

104th cadet corps // fic recommendations

note: remember to read the tags! + i do not own any of these works

jean kirstein

the roommate

dutch courage

babymaker

washing machine heart

bottled up

i stayed there, dust collecting

santa daddy

cake

wish, wish, wish

armin arlert

for one night

maneater

nine years

secret love affair

ripe fruit.

bright morning

reminder: thank reiner later

definition of a good boy

ocean eyes

mikasa ackerman

idol

bruises

arm wrestling

nocturne

stalker

dust, moon, and silver

the unbearable weight of staying

eren yeager

the way you are

bittersweet

say a little prayer

ocean's breath

midnight snacks

sweet dreams

emotional baggage

all over again

peppermint flavored kisses

connie springer

honey oat latte

promise

the unwritten law of college parties

free

anything but sex

[gloxk]

hate fuckin w aot plz🙏🏿 like uh what position would they fuck you in when they mad?

Fuck me like you mad at me baby.

(Eren Y. Connie S. Armin A.)

A/N: BEAT THAT COOCHIE UP LIKE YOU MAD AT A BITCH! Sorry it took so long to get your request. But let’s just all agree Eren, Connie, Armin are the big three. I’m not arguing with anyone. It’s true. NOT PROOF READ! 17+

Synopsis: Aot men fucking you after an argument!

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༺Connie༻

—————ON DA WALL.

Connie isn’t going to show you he’s mad, but baby you gonna feel it.

And oh boy you done did it today. After he seen you flirt with a guy…jeez. You really got him walking around in circles trying to not scream at the top of his lungs.

You not going to know he’s mad for a while, after an argument and you THINK everything cooled down it hasn’t. He’s still pissed.

Props to him for controlling his anger (Eren could never.) But when you start sweet talking him again that’s when it comes out.

When you get to rubbing on his chest and start saying “I’m so sorry baby, lemme make it up to you. Please.” with that little whine in your voice…oh best believe he gonna make you sorry for real.

He gives you a small grin and says “Oh for real? You wanna make it up to me?” You should have never even offered because now look at you. Against the kitchen wall crying out how sorry you are.

“You sorry ma? How sorry?” The harshness of his voice craving down on you. You couldn’t even spit out a comprehendible sentence just “Yes mmm so sorry!”

He was satisfied with your sorry, after the second round. I mean after all you did offer…

༺Eren༻

—————FROM DA FRONT.

Now, Eren he’s rough rough when he’s mad. Like oh lord..pray he don’t get his hands on you.

Please run while you can, because after he got you alone you can’t run.

This was especially the case after he found out you followed a guy from your work place, the same guy who continuously flirted with you.

Don’t ask him how he knows, he just does.

“I ain’t dumb mama. So go ahead and do as I asked.” The request was so simple, just unfollow him. But the principle pissed you off, you never told him who to follow and who too not. So you refused. Wrong answer…

Because that refusal sent him through the roof. He just laughed while shaking his head. He tossed you on the bed with no regards.

You never been fucked so hard in your life…The headboard slammed against the wall with each thrust he gave you it was ridiculous. “Look at me while I fuck you.” Eren spat out.

Your poor neighbors, the surely heard the madness that was occurring in your bedroom. But Eren did not give a single fuck.

He had your hair twisted in his fingers while he watched you block ole boy on everything single app you had. “Nuh uh. you ain’t done yet. Block him on spotify.” You were going to learn not to go seeking attention from anyone that wasn’t him.

“Nobody’s better than me mama. You should know better than that.”

༺Armin༻

————— BENT OVA.

You would never expect Armin to act the way he acts when he’s MAD.

Of course he got upset with you before but never something that made you change your view on him.

He always tried to be understanding, always listening to what you had to say and what was wrong. But, today was a little different.

He got so mad that you commented on how his friend looked good. He took it as you wanted his friend, but that wasn’t your intention at all.

“Ah, I see. Well just how good did he look y/n?! Why don’t you just tell him how much you want him to fuck you!” His insecurities were really starting to show. But damn, he just look so fucking hot with his button up shirt slightly undone, and his hair sticking to face. His eyes widened, it was a sexy sight. Armin could tell how turned on you were getting from him slightly raising his voice.

“Fuck—y/n. Stop looking at me like that.” The threw his keys on the table while shaking his head. Armin couldn’t look at you while your hand traveled up his shirt rubbing his abdomen. You were making it so difficult for him to be mad at you right now. Especially since you started begging for him to calm down and let you make him feel better.

The small tugs at his shirt just really got him going. He immediately bent you over on the couch, throwing your clothes everywhere. “Can’t even look at you. So fucking filthy.”

You tried to move away from him pounding your insides, hoping to get a break but no. “What the fuck did I tell you about that shit? Just fuckin take it.” Sluts didn’t deserve a break. They didn’t get that courtesy.

Eventually his hatred turned into love and he started spilling out how much he loved you while he was close to cumming. “I love you so much.” & “You mean the world to me.” & “Wanna make you a mommy.”

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Ah! tysm for 400!

[vantetaes]

SPOILED BRAT 🫧🥂

SUGARDADDY!CONNIE! X SPOILED!BLACKFEM!READER

SUMMARY!!! connie tells yn no

WARNINGS!!! overstimulation, oral (f receiving), daddy kink, implied ‘age gap’, mentions of drug dealing, sex 18+!!

you’d been together with connie for a 6 years at this point. the two do you did everything together. he always made sure you were straight no matter what.

you’re his woman. his pride and joy. his headache.

just today: he’d taken you to brunch to help recover for your god awful hangover acquired by spending the night before taking shots of don julio with your friends. he took you to the hair store, buying you new bundles for the season change, then payed for the install. taking you to lunch after your hair was done. deciding you were getting tired of walking, you requested one last lap around the mall, which ultimately ended with connie wanting to see your nails a different color and a new set of lashes.

you’ve been gifted birkins, 24 karat bracelets, trips out of country just because, and even receiving a maybach for getting through your first year of college. everything you ever wanted, he made sure you got. no if, ands, or buts.

bouncing on the tippy toes of your pretty pink chanel slippers. the fresh white pedicure compliments the white lettering on your shoes. your eyes glaze over the stores extensive amount of new products. you wonder in awe as connie walked behind you, carrying your bags while his face is buried in his phone.

“oo! they have the two piece i’ve been wanting!” only hearing the paddling of your shoes, connie barely has time to look up before you and a PINK store associate were talking about the newly released thong set.

“you want it?” he asks simply, hand caressing the small of your exposed back.

“no i already have too much!” you shake your head, your fresh set of lashes batting against your face as you eyed the clothing. connie’s hand flags down the worker from earlier.

“can we get all if the color for this set, medium.” he places a few hundreds in the woman’s hands before she scurries off to fulfill the purchase.

“thank you, baby.” you giggle , giving him a small kiss on the cheek. the strawberry scented lipgloss leaves a transparent pink path on his face. which stays there. before you could bring up the fact that you were eyeing one more thing in the store, connie’s ringtone went off. he peers down before gazing back at you. placing a quick kiss to your lips, he slides away.

“give me one second, baby.”

he basically stormed out of the store, face twisted up.

from your view through the glass it looked like someone fucked something up. connie’s tattooed had runs across his head, sighing into the phone before shaking his head a final time, hanging up.

once he returned, the worker rushes a few bags over and the left over money from the exchange.

“keep it. ♡︎, let’s go.” he takes the bags carefully before heading for the exit. his tone was firm but still gentle enough that you didn’t feel offended.

-

finally back home, washing every piece of clothing you got today, you noticed your fiance was a little quieter than usual.

changing into something a little more comfortable, you walk out into the large penthouse living room.

“what’s wrong?” you quiz. his head shoots up from its resting position on his hand to shake his head.

“nothing princess. just some stuff i have to go handle in a few, you good?” he asked concerned.

“yeah you’ve just been like.. preoccupied away from me all day today! i just want some attention. can i come with?” the long red fur lined robe moved swiftly against your exposed brown skin as you did your little begging dance.

“whatchu’ mean i’ve been ignoring you? and not this time, princess. it’s something real important and i can’t risk some shit happening to you. we not finna do this.”

your motion stops as you stare a little dumbfounded. no? no?? jokingly sticking your acrylic inside your ear, wiggling it, pulling your finger back out to check. he got used to the dramatics years ago.

“what do you mean not this time, connie?” you only used his government when you were mad at him.

connie leans back in the leather chair, pinching the bridge of his nose as he watches you from across the room. he’s always been the one to say yes, to pull strings, to make things happen. you’ve always reveled in that—his power, his ability to hand you everything you could ever want, no questions asked. but this time, the look on his face is different.

“not. this. time.♡︎.” he says, his tone firm, his jaw tight.

“you’re joking?” you say, voice sharp, tinged with indignation. a small flabbergasted smile making its way into your face slowly.

he shakes his head, slow and deliberate.

“i’m serious, ♡︎. i can’t do this. not this time.”

for a moment, you’re stunned, the words hanging in the air between you like a challenge. then, like a flame catching kindling, the fury ignites.

“can’t ?” you spit, laughing abruptly, your voice rising. “or won’t?”

he doesn’t flinch. that only makes it worse.

“you’ll do everything else-” you continue, pacing now, your anger spilling out unchecked.

“-you’ll risk everything for everyone else, but the one time i ask for something that matters to me, suddenly it’s a problem?”

“♡︎, it’s not like that.” his voice is calm, measured, and it infuriates you more.

“then what is it like, connie? hm? you basically ignore me all day and now you wanna leave me here?” you shout, spinning to face him.

“because to me, it looks like you’re picking and choosing when i matter.”

he sighs, rubbing a hand over his face. you know he hates this side of you, the part that lashes out when things don’t go your way, but right now, you don’t care.

“im saying no because it’s not safe. you don’t see the bigger picture.” he says, his voice hardening slightly.

“don’t give me that fucking bullshit!” you scoff, crossing your arms.

“you think i don’t know what you’re wrapped up in? you think i don’t know how you make all this happen?” you gesture around, the designer bags, the jewelry, the life he’s built for you.

his silence speaks volumes, and it only fuels your rage.

“yn. im being polite with you. please don’t start this shit. and watch your fucking mouth, mama. im being calm.” his eyes growing more irritated and narrow. laughing in his face, you turn on your heels, walking back to the bedroom. disappearing down the lengthy hallway. you could hear the slow pads of connie’s feet following after you.

“fine! fuck you! didn’t wanna fucking go anyways.” you huff under your breath, slamming the tall room door behind you.

the man immediately flings the door back open, pointing to the bed.

“sit down. im not fucking asking you.” his jaw clenched tight.

finding yourself crawling onto the white king sized bed, sitting on your knees. the lacey black lingerie set underneath the red fur peeking through.

“what in the hell is wrong with you today, princess?” his voice is growing agitated and upset.

avoiding his gaze, you can only play with the hem of your clothing, ignoring him fully.

“yea we not about to do this shit.”

before you had a chance to react, he was on the bed, pushing your body backwards, and hovering above you.

“why you actin like this, baby, hm?” you couldn’t help but to melt looking at his eyes. everything about how close he is to you is just turning you on. ignoring him again, he’s starting to get fed up.

“im gonna ask you one more time and after, i don’t wanna hear about it.” his right hand held both your hands in front of you and his left was on the outside of your thigh. you could feel his warmth.

“just want attention, daddy.” you mumble, face whipping to the side. his hand shoots up to fix your chin back his direction.

“uhn uhn, speak up.” gently shaking your head side to side, he’s looking at you gently still.

“i want attention. why are you being such a fucking bitch con?”

immediately regretting your choice of words, the man rears up off your body, fixing his shirt and pants. you rush to sit upright, closing the robe, watching as the man put his shoes on.

“baby, you know i didn’t me-“ you start. he just laughs, walking through the open door. chasing behind him, anxiety creeping up your neck.

“baby, im sorry.” your voice barely above a whisper, watching as he grabs his cars keys, then he’s out the door.

-

“just calm down, im sure he’s fine.” mikasa chats on the other end of the phone call. you’re using your other phone to repeatedly dial connie’s number, all chances failing.

“what if he’s not though? he wont even answer!” the salivas getting caught in your throat to think he’s upset with you but who else to blame?

“drink a glass of wine and relax! i just talked to him, he’s fine.” you hear onyankopon on the other side of the line.

“what? how? what did he say?” you couldn’t help but to shove all the questions down his throat.

“chill chill. he’s fine, he said he’s heading back home now. go relax, ♡︎.” the man said on the other end of the line.

“okay thank you, i’ll see you guys later.” the phone beeps off.

making your way to the kitchen, you grab a wine glass. hand skimming over the wall collection you and connie built over the years, you pull out a red wine from italy you got last summer. pouring a generous amount, you decide to just bring the bottle to the living room. waiting for the man to walk through your doors.

cuddled underneath a large white blanket, halfway through a movie, you make it more than halfway through the bottle, unfortunately still slightly sober from anxiety.

until the sound of keys being turned broke you from staring off into space.

he slides in, immediately kicking his shoes off and placing them on the rack. he removes his jacket, hand wiping off some lint from the inside off his shirt. your body jerks into a standing position, blanket laying at your feet.

“baby-“ you start.

“room. now.” he doesn’t even look up at you, he just begins to walk down the hallway. shuffling confused and worried behind him, he turns on a single lamp on his side of the bed.

“lay down.”

crossing your arms, standing firmly.

“not until you tell me where you went and why i couldn’t go!” your lips pull into a line and your eyebrows furrowed.

“lay the hell down. if i have to say it again i swear to god you’ll hate me afterwards.”

still standing firm, you’re unmoved and unwilling. fed up, he walks over to you, his height towers you, throwing you over his shoulder. he tosses you onto the bed, yanking off your robe in the process.

“you want attention? strip.” he begins “and if i have to repeat myself this time, ♡︎, you won’t leave this bed tomorrow.” his jaw gripped tight, words spoken through gritted teeth, he was 100% serious.

without hesitation, you pull the set off with ease. he smiles before digging in his nightstand. pulling out two pairs of fuzzy pink handcuffs and your sleep mask. plopping everything down beside you, you feel his strong hands pick up up from under your arms, pressing your back against the cold bedframe. he reaches behind him, grabbing the supplies. cuffing both your arms to the posts, he gives you a small kiss before covering your eyes.

“connie why are you doing this?” voice unable to hold water, you were a mix of turned on and scared. you knew how he could treat you when he was this angry.

his hand goes back into the nightstand, all you can hear is him place it down beside you. the rattling from his belt being undone causes a reflex in your lower region, clamping your legs closed to gain some kind of traction. you can hear the laugh come from your fiance.

“don’t worry baby, you’re about to get all the attention you wanted.” the sound of his belt buckle hitting the ground followed by the sound of him removing his pants.

before you could try to listen for anything else, all you feel is his lips pressed against your pussy and his hands keeping your knees spread. his tongue licks long strides up and down, from your entrance to the throbbing, swollen bud. his lips pucker around your clit, giving it a few gentle tugs and licks. his hands move close to your core, squeezing every inch of your thighs, humming into your warmth.

“oh- shit con.” moaning, you start to feel a little vibration start to happen. “what’s that-“

he put the vibrator flush against your clit, using his tongue to pump slowly in and out of your clenching hole. flailing against the restraints, you can’t help but to cry out for him.

“please- please daddy, fuck me. im sorry i swear, please.” you feel him pinch the inside of your thigh, causing you to flinch a little.

“don’t tell me what the fuck to do. im gone take you how i want you.” he goes back to abusing your pussy, face covered in your slick and his spit. he’s always been obsessed with eating you. removing one of his hands from your leg, he begins to use his long slender fingers inside while he took turns sucking your clit and then replacing it with the vibrator.

you can’t see anything but little stars floating across the darkness of your eye covering. the intense feeling in your abdomen building up. his fingers slide in and out agonizingly slow, tongue writing love spells on your swollen bud.

“shit connie im gonna- oh fuck!” your body begins to shake as you release. that doesn’t stop him. he continues, his mouth attached to you, unable to pull away.

“that’s my girl. give me some more of that shit, come on baby. this what you wanted right?” his mouth forms an o-shape, licking at the swollen bud while humming. you try to force your knees together, only for him to pin you down into a middle spilt. every inch of you was being sucked, licked, and bitten.

he pulls the vibrator back out, hooking his fingers into you, teasing your g-spot while his other hand switched modes on the wand.

“pretty ass pussy baby. she so wet for me, didn’ even have to do much. yeah, i feel it. make a mess, cum all over my fingers baby.”

the mix of the vibrations, connie’s fingers slowly fucking your hole, and the way he talked to you, you came undone. again. body shriveling up in overstimulation, you can only feel him turn the vibrations off, hoping to be done with this whole thing. you’re already fucked out and a mess.

“fuck baby, youre so filthy for me. but i don’t think im satisfied, ma.” you shake your head a little, knowing that you fucked up. repositioning a pillow under your butt, the man reattaches his lips, going slower than he ever had. mouth frozen in an o shape, you couldn’t help but to cry out.

“it’s too much daddy, be nice!” you cry, eyes brimming with tears, feeling as his warm, wet tongue slowly circles your swollen clit.

“mm- mm.” he offers in a hum, extending his arms up to play with your nipples, tugging gently at them. it seemed like his tongue never stopped moving, sometimes slipping into your clenching hole to collect more of your wetness. the burn in your stomach was intense. you could barely breathe, only pushing out large exhales of air, moans strangled in there alone the string of ‘please’s and ‘fuck’s.

he was eating you like it was a competition and he wanted that fucking gold.

“again, again, connie oh- fuuck.” you’re now full blown crying. the orgasm shaking your body beyond control. the man gently pulls away, softly running his hands around your body. his hands remove your blindfold, wiping some of the fallen tears. the readjustment to light wasn’t too bad but once you saw his face, he just gives you a look.

“im- fine.” you choke out, tears still rolling. he laughs a little, wiping your face before standing and using his should to wipe his.

“im giving you two minutes.”

you swore those two minutes went by quicker than a hellcat in atlanta traffic.

he was now pinning your knees to your ears, dropping his throbbing cock inside you slowly, bottoming out. you let you a cry, in pure bliss. he pulls out quickly, slamming back into you. the sound of sex filled the room.

“pussy so fucking good. taking that shit so good.” he throws his head back, mercilessly pounding into you. he pulls out of you slowly, before pushing back into you. your hands grip at the chains of the handcuffs, bracing yourself for the man’s abuse on your hole. the veins of his cock rubbing the inside of your gummy walls. without warning , you’re squirting all over his dick, making a mess of the bed in the process.

“daddy! i’m sorry!”

“it’s too late for that shit now. let me take these off you.” he reaches up, undoing the cuffs swiftly before tossing them to the side. thinking youre free, you try to roll off the bed, only to be caught by him.

he tosses you over onto all fours, grabbing your arms from your side so your face down into the mattress.

“you know i love you right?” he asks, gripping both your wrists firmly behind your back.

“yes baby i know.” you say, head tilted to the side.

“good cause im about to treat you like i dont.”

slamming into you, he’s relentless. the tip of his cock abusing your poor cervix, digging completely into you. large hands grab hold of your breast, chest stuck in a heavy breathing pattern.

pounding into you, not letting up, you know he’s pissed. trying your hardest to pull away to give yourself so slack, he yanks you back into his length by the wrist.

“nah whatchu’ running for? this what you wanted right? you wanted me to fuck you like this, huh? you gone take this dick.”

he could feel you clenching around him, the slick dripping from your abused hole to to your ass. he could feel how close you were.

“ooo shit, let that shit go baby. imma fucking cum.”

your hands dig into his arms instinctively, eyes rolled to the back of your head, saliva spilling from the sides of your mouth in euphoria. it was so much yet you never wanted it to end. babbling nonsense and hitting connie with the palms of your hand, you release over him, again.

he delivers a few more thrusts, violating your cunt, sopping up every second of being inside you until he’s filling you up.

pulling away from his position, your body lay unmoving.

“was that enough attention for you?” climbing to your side, his large arms pulls you on-top of him. placing gentle kisses to your head, he rubs his hand along your back, giving you a small massage.

“im sorry.”

“shh, it’s all fine now baby.”

connie cleaned the both of you up, tossed the sheets in the wash, replaced them with new sheets he bought while out, and even prepared a small dinner. sitting on the couch, both heads in a silk bonnet, watching love island.

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