「 can you keep my secret ？」

coming off a bad divorce - what better therapy than getting railed in a club bathroom by Sukuna? The only thing is - he lied and told you he was twenty-eight like you are, instead? He's living in a damn frat house. His dick is just a little too good though, so you take his proposal to become friends with benefits - you're a busy mom, after all, no time to date! it's not like he'll end up having feelings for you!

♡﹐pairings- fratboy! sukuna x milf! reader

♡﹐warnings - insecurities, lil hints of angst, Sukuna calling us Mommy - he is a whole needy brat, lwk mean reader (he loves it). guest starring milf hunters Suguru and Satoru <3 oral (m and f receiving) cum play, swallowing, semi public sex, emotions, fluffy and cute ending, lots of feelings, lil age difference - oneshot - 8.8k wc <3

♡﹐creds- art is by my bb @winterrbluess I love her sm hehe <3 also tysm to @lizatonix for beta reading as always!!! divider by @/viviansturns <3

You were swirling your little straw in your pretty pink drink – a little umbrella sitting on the side of the tall glass, as you sat there that night, right after having to meet your ex to drop off your kid for his weekend. It’s just not something you thought would happen to you before you even hit thirty, being a single mom, but here you were, alone for the first time in years.

You try not to feel sorry for yourself, but seeing his new girlfriend when you’d dropped off your son had you trembling with anger. It would be easier if your man was an asshole, a dickhead, but no – he was actually one of those ‘nice guys’. The kind of man that even now tried to be all fucking sweet with you and friendly, giving you this awkward goddamn hug.

He’d even broken up with you in a ‘friendly way’. Some new age, express your feelings in a bullshit manner, as calm as could be as he let you know he’d met someone else, and thought it best to end things. You didn’t even have a clue anything was wrong, no, the sex wasn’t great, but you thought you two made a good team, and you’d been with him for your entire adult life.

Seeing the nineteen-year-old babysitter he got with?

Ouch.

You looked fine as fuck at twenty-eight, though – in fact, you took better care of yourself now than you did partying at her age, but the fact remained he was in his mid thirties and went that much younger.

Yep.

Your friends were disgusted about it, but who were you to say shit? You were a bit of a mess at first, honestly so busy with your career and your kid that you didn’t have all that time to ‘look pretty’ like you probably should have.

“Revenge arc, that’s what you need,” your best friends had agreed.

“Revenge arc?”

“Look fucking hot as shit, get with a man hotter than him,” you had shaken your head at them both as you had brunch, sipping on one of those mimosas and sighing.

“I can’t just hook up, I’ve only been with him forever… what if I…”

“Twitter porn!”

“What!?” You’d scowled right at them both, earning their laughs. “Twitter porn?”

“It’ll teach you all you need to know,” you’d thought them foolish, really – until you’d decided to check.

Oh, your man had never shown you any of that.

You’d been scrolling, soaking wet and ovulating of course, eyeing the way these women were getting fucked with envy, fingered, eaten out – what the actual fuck? He’d only had you suck his cock and then hit it missionary, aside from a couple times letting you ride him.

Maybe you were missing out.

you’d both be infront of your full size mirror in your dorm. you’d sitting behind a half naked armin, his shirt thrown into the ether while you were fully clothed in your sweats and tank top. his khaki pants would be sloppily pulled down to his thighs, your legs tucked over his so he couldn’t run. using his sticky precum as lube, your hand formed a fist around his stiffened cock, before gently giving him a testing squeeze. your ears perking up as you gauged his reaction, gaining a twitch from his cock and a shuddered breath from his lips.

you started slow, as one does. armin sucks air through his teeth when he feels your soft hands wrap around his precum glazed cock. "haaa-hhh.." dragging your hand up and down his length, your thumb lightly pressing over his urethra when you’d reach the tip which made him melt in in your arms.

his hips eagerly bucked to meet your hand, “pl-eaasee-annghh.. faster please..” your heart clenched at his pleas, the seconds that your hand left his cock felt like hours, as you bring your hand up to his mouth “spit min’”. he puckered his lips ‘ptuh’ with his spit in your hand, you glided it over his cock, fully covering his cock in a mixture of his precum and his spit. his whole body tenses up when you eased him back into it by jerking just his throbbing pink tip off, then quickly transforming into a much faster pace.

his cock was slick enough for you to stroke him at a pace that was to your liking. you couldn’t see it, but armin was making the lewdest facial expressions his broad back was blocking your view of his expression, so you’d peak over his shoulders to peer at him through the mirror, only to see that his heavy eyes are already finding yours. “d-dont fuh-hhuhh-fucking stop!” satoru groaned through gritted teeth, maintaining eye contact with you through the mirror.

his hand scrambled to find something to grab onto, the first thing it found was your thigh. he squeezed your thigh while he bit his bruised lip, his abs tensing up every time you’d tease him by rubbing your palm against his tip. “ohhh my-mmngghh-“ his cuts himself off, staring in disbelief at his body involuntarily squirming. “wah-where did you learn this shit, babyynhh?” he fucking your hand back, hunching over to spit on his cock to hear that ‘shlick! shlick! shlick!’ sound of the friction between your hand and his cock.

“mmm,” you bit your lip as to not let at out moan as your eyes were glued to around hand around his cock through the mirror, “dunno… i read about it, watched videos about it.. you know!” your honeyed voice and that smile you gave him through the mirror, almost sent him completely over the edge. satorus chest heaved up and down with heavy breaths as he trembled in your arms, his fingers hesitantly ghosting over yours to see if you would tell him to let go but you didn’t. he fully wrapped his much larger hand around yours, not interfering with the pace you set but more so just to feel like he has some sort of control—which he knows that he doesn’t.

his hand moved with yours, high pitched moans spilling from his swollen lips. he felt his stomach clench and twist, that familiar sensation he gets when he’s alone in his dorm jerking off to videos on twitter. his hand grips around yours harder, the pace suddenly accelerating as he you jerk him off faster. his abs clenched while his toes curled. “j-jhust like that..” he moaned, his mouth watering.

without verbal warning, his swollen reddish tip shoots out his hot cream colored cum, some immediately landing on your hand, allowing you to stroke faster with the fresh lube armin gave you. you continued to stroke his length even after his hand stopped moving with yours but stayed gripped tightly around yours. pure pleasure gracing his face as his eyes flickered to the back of his head until suddenly his head falls back, resting on your shoulder as he whole body slouches and relaxes into yours. you had a clear view of how his adams apple bobbed with every moan, whimper, and whined he graced your ears with.

armin was still enduring his orgasm, splurting all over your fist, his abs, and some of his release even making it to the mirror. he made a complete and utter mess of himself. “mmhhmm..”his moans slowed with your pumps on his cock, your fist going from the base to the tip, trying to wring him out dry. you brought your hand that was covered in his release to his lips, looking at him through the mirror. baby blues flickered from your eyes in the reflection to your fingers then back to your eyes as he took your fingers in his mouth, suckling on them before slobbering on them.

“eckk!!!” you squealed, “minnnnn, your making a bigger mess than before!” you whine, taking your fingers out of his mouth, inspecting the evidence of the mess he left behind.

he offers a lazy smile, his head still resting against your shoulder as his gaze leaves the mirror and looks up at you “mmfghh… sorry..”

a/n: not proofread assss alwaaayyyssss, breaking news; arminslovurrr finally writes something for armin !!!!!!!!!! (even though the was originally written for satoru, we dont talk about that.)

everyone rejoice, something for u guys to snack for a bit until i give u guys what u want (wink wink wiiiiiiiink)

previous item on the menu: waking toji up at 2 in the morning because you couldn’t sleep and making it his problem.

you’d both be infront of your full size mirror in your dorm. you’d sitting behind a half naked armin, his shirt thrown into the ether while you were fully clothed in your sweats and tank top. his khaki pants would be sloppily pulled down to his thighs, your legs tucked over his so he couldn’t run. using his sticky precum as lube, your hand formed a fist around his stiffened cock, before gently giving him a testing squeeze. your ears perking up as you gauged his reaction, gaining a twitch from his cock and a shuddered breath from his lips.

you started slow, as one does. armin sucks air through his teeth when he feels your soft hands wrap around his precum glazed cock. "haaa-hhh.." dragging your hand up and down his length, your thumb lightly pressing over his urethra when you’d reach the tip which made him melt in in your arms.

his hips eagerly bucked to meet your hand, “pl-eaasee-annghh.. faster please..” your heart clenched at his pleas, the seconds that your hand left his cock felt like hours, as you bring your hand up to his mouth “spit min’”. he puckered his lips ‘ptuh’ with his spit in your hand, you glided it over his cock, fully covering his cock in a mixture of his precum and his spit. his whole body tenses up when you eased him back into it by jerking just his throbbing pink tip off, then quickly transforming into a much faster pace.

his cock was slick enough for you to stroke him at a pace that was to your liking. you couldn’t see it, but armin was making the lewdest facial expressions his broad back was blocking your view of his expression, so you’d peak over his shoulders to peer at him through the mirror, only to see that his heavy eyes are already finding yours. “d-dont fuh-hhuhh-fucking stop!” satoru groaned through gritted teeth, maintaining eye contact with you through the mirror.

his hand scrambled to find something to grab onto, the first thing it found was your thigh. he squeezed your thigh while he bit his bruised lip, his abs tensing up every time you’d tease him by rubbing your palm against his tip. “ohhh my-mmngghh-“ his cuts himself off, staring in disbelief at his body involuntarily squirming. “wah-where did you learn this shit, babyynhh?” he fucking your hand back, hunching over to spit on his cock to hear that ‘shlick! shlick! shlick!’ sound of the friction between your hand and his cock.

“mmm,” you bit your lip as to not let at out moan as your eyes were glued to around hand around his cock through the mirror, “dunno… i read about it, watched videos about it.. you know!” your honeyed voice and that smile you gave him through the mirror, almost sent him completely over the edge. satorus chest heaved up and down with heavy breaths as he trembled in your arms, his fingers hesitantly ghosting over yours to see if you would tell him to let go but you didn’t. he fully wrapped his much larger hand around yours, not interfering with the pace you set but more so just to feel like he has some sort of control—which he knows that he doesn’t.

his hand moved with yours, high pitched moans spilling from his swollen lips. he felt his stomach clench and twist, that familiar sensation he gets when he’s alone in his dorm jerking off to videos on twitter. his hand grips around yours harder, the pace suddenly accelerating as he you jerk him off faster. his abs clenched while his toes curled. “j-jhust like that..” he moaned, his mouth watering.

without verbal warning, his swollen reddish tip shoots out his hot cream colored cum, some immediately landing on your hand, allowing you to stroke faster with the fresh lube armin gave you. you continued to stroke his length even after his hand stopped moving with yours but stayed gripped tightly around yours. pure pleasure gracing his face as his eyes flickered to the back of his head until suddenly his head falls back, resting on your shoulder as he whole body slouches and relaxes into yours. you had a clear view of how his adams apple bobbed with every moan, whimper, and whined he graced your ears with.

armin was still enduring his orgasm, splurting all over your fist, his abs, and some of his release even making it to the mirror. he made a complete and utter mess of himself. “mmhhmm..”his moans slowed with your pumps on his cock, your fist going from the base to the tip, trying to wring him out dry. you brought your hand that was covered in his release to his lips, looking at him through the mirror. baby blues flickered from your eyes in the reflection to your fingers then back to your eyes as he took your fingers in his mouth, suckling on them before slobbering on them.

“eckk!!!” you squealed, “minnnnn, your making a bigger mess than before!” you whine, taking your fingers out of his mouth, inspecting the evidence of the mess he left behind.

he offers a lazy smile, his head still resting against your shoulder as his gaze leaves the mirror and looks up at you “mmfghh… sorry..”

a/n: not proofread assss alwaaayyyssss, breaking news; arminslovurrr finally writes something for armin !!!!!!!!!! (even though the was originally written for satoru, we dont talk about that.)

everyone rejoice, something for u guys to snack for a bit until i give u guys what u want (wink wink wiiiiiiiink)

previous item on the menu: waking toji up at 2 in the morning because you couldn’t sleep and making it his problem.

you’d both be infront of your full size mirror in your dorm. you’d sitting behind a half naked armin, his shirt thrown into the ether while you were fully clothed in your sweats and tank top. his khaki pants would be sloppily pulled down to his thighs, your legs tucked over his so he couldn’t run. using his sticky precum as lube, your hand formed a fist around his stiffened cock, before gently giving him a testing squeeze. your ears perking up as you gauged his reaction, gaining a twitch from his cock and a shuddered breath from his lips.

you started slow, as one does. armin sucks air through his teeth when he feels your soft hands wrap around his precum glazed cock. "haaa-hhh.." dragging your hand up and down his length, your thumb lightly pressing over his urethra when you’d reach the tip which made him melt in in your arms.

his hips eagerly bucked to meet your hand, “pl-eaasee-annghh.. faster please..” your heart clenched at his pleas, the seconds that your hand left his cock felt like hours, as you bring your hand up to his mouth “spit min’”. he puckered his lips ‘ptuh’ with his spit in your hand, you glided it over his cock, fully covering his cock in a mixture of his precum and his spit. his whole body tenses up when you eased him back into it by jerking just his throbbing pink tip off, then quickly transforming into a much faster pace.

his cock was slick enough for you to stroke him at a pace that was to your liking. you couldn’t see it, but armin was making the lewdest facial expressions his broad back was blocking your view of his expression, so you’d peak over his shoulders to peer at him through the mirror, only to see that his heavy eyes are already finding yours. “d-dont fuh-hhuhh-fucking stop!” satoru groaned through gritted teeth, maintaining eye contact with you through the mirror.

his hand scrambled to find something to grab onto, the first thing it found was your thigh. he squeezed your thigh while he bit his bruised lip, his abs tensing up every time you’d tease him by rubbing your palm against his tip. “ohhh my-mmngghh-“ his cuts himself off, staring in disbelief at his body involuntarily squirming. “wah-where did you learn this shit, babyynhh?” he fucking your hand back, hunching over to spit on his cock to hear that ‘shlick! shlick! shlick!’ sound of the friction between your hand and his cock.

“mmm,” you bit your lip as to not let at out moan as your eyes were glued to around hand around his cock through the mirror, “dunno… i read about it, watched videos about it.. you know!” your honeyed voice and that smile you gave him through the mirror, almost sent him completely over the edge. satorus chest heaved up and down with heavy breaths as he trembled in your arms, his fingers hesitantly ghosting over yours to see if you would tell him to let go but you didn’t. he fully wrapped his much larger hand around yours, not interfering with the pace you set but more so just to feel like he has some sort of control—which he knows that he doesn’t.

his hand moved with yours, high pitched moans spilling from his swollen lips. he felt his stomach clench and twist, that familiar sensation he gets when he’s alone in his dorm jerking off to videos on twitter. his hand grips around yours harder, the pace suddenly accelerating as he you jerk him off faster. his abs clenched while his toes curled. “j-jhust like that..” he moaned, his mouth watering.

without verbal warning, his swollen reddish tip shoots out his hot cream colored cum, some immediately landing on your hand, allowing you to stroke faster with the fresh lube armin gave you. you continued to stroke his length even after his hand stopped moving with yours but stayed gripped tightly around yours. pure pleasure gracing his face as his eyes flickered to the back of his head until suddenly his head falls back, resting on your shoulder as he whole body slouches and relaxes into yours. you had a clear view of how his adams apple bobbed with every moan, whimper, and whined he graced your ears with.

armin was still enduring his orgasm, splurting all over your fist, his abs, and some of his release even making it to the mirror. he made a complete and utter mess of himself. “mmhhmm..”his moans slowed with your pumps on his cock, your fist going from the base to the tip, trying to wring him out dry. you brought your hand that was covered in his release to his lips, looking at him through the mirror. baby blues flickered from your eyes in the reflection to your fingers then back to your eyes as he took your fingers in his mouth, suckling on them before slobbering on them.

“eckk!!!” you squealed, “minnnnn, your making a bigger mess than before!” you whine, taking your fingers out of his mouth, inspecting the evidence of the mess he left behind.

he offers a lazy smile, his head still resting against your shoulder as his gaze leaves the mirror and looks up at you “mmfghh… sorry..”

a/n: not proofread assss alwaaayyyssss, breaking news; arminslovurrr finally writes something for armin !!!!!!!!!! (even though the was originally written for satoru, we dont talk about that.)

everyone rejoice, something for u guys to snack for a bit until i give u guys what u want (wink wink wiiiiiiiink)

previous item on the menu: waking toji up at 2 in the morning because you couldn’t sleep and making it his problem.

you’d both be infront of your full size mirror in your dorm. you’d sitting behind a half naked armin, his shirt thrown into the ether while you were fully clothed in your sweats and tank top. his khaki pants would be sloppily pulled down to his thighs, your legs tucked over his so he couldn’t run. using his sticky precum as lube, your hand formed a fist around his stiffened cock, before gently giving him a testing squeeze. your ears perking up as you gauged his reaction, gaining a twitch from his cock and a shuddered breath from his lips.

you started slow, as one does. armin sucks air through his teeth when he feels your soft hands wrap around his precum glazed cock. "haaa-hhh.." dragging your hand up and down his length, your thumb lightly pressing over his urethra when you’d reach the tip which made him melt in in your arms.

his hips eagerly bucked to meet your hand, “pl-eaasee-annghh.. faster please..” your heart clenched at his pleas, the seconds that your hand left his cock felt like hours, as you bring your hand up to his mouth “spit min’”. he puckered his lips ‘ptuh’ with his spit in your hand, you glided it over his cock, fully covering his cock in a mixture of his precum and his spit. his whole body tenses up when you eased him back into it by jerking just his throbbing pink tip off, then quickly transforming into a much faster pace.

his cock was slick enough for you to stroke him at a pace that was to your liking. you couldn’t see it, but armin was making the lewdest facial expressions his broad back was blocking your view of his expression, so you’d peak over his shoulders to peer at him through the mirror, only to see that his heavy eyes are already finding yours. “d-dont fuh-hhuhh-fucking stop!” satoru groaned through gritted teeth, maintaining eye contact with you through the mirror.

his hand scrambled to find something to grab onto, the first thing it found was your thigh. he squeezed your thigh while he bit his bruised lip, his abs tensing up every time you’d tease him by rubbing your palm against his tip. “ohhh my-mmngghh-“ his cuts himself off, staring in disbelief at his body involuntarily squirming. “wah-where did you learn this shit, babyynhh?” he fucking your hand back, hunching over to spit on his cock to hear that ‘shlick! shlick! shlick!’ sound of the friction between your hand and his cock.

“mmm,” you bit your lip as to not let at out moan as your eyes were glued to around hand around his cock through the mirror, “dunno… i read about it, watched videos about it.. you know!” your honeyed voice and that smile you gave him through the mirror, almost sent him completely over the edge. satorus chest heaved up and down with heavy breaths as he trembled in your arms, his fingers hesitantly ghosting over yours to see if you would tell him to let go but you didn’t. he fully wrapped his much larger hand around yours, not interfering with the pace you set but more so just to feel like he has some sort of control—which he knows that he doesn’t.

his hand moved with yours, high pitched moans spilling from his swollen lips. he felt his stomach clench and twist, that familiar sensation he gets when he’s alone in his dorm jerking off to videos on twitter. his hand grips around yours harder, the pace suddenly accelerating as he you jerk him off faster. his abs clenched while his toes curled. “j-jhust like that..” he moaned, his mouth watering.

without verbal warning, his swollen reddish tip shoots out his hot cream colored cum, some immediately landing on your hand, allowing you to stroke faster with the fresh lube armin gave you. you continued to stroke his length even after his hand stopped moving with yours but stayed gripped tightly around yours. pure pleasure gracing his face as his eyes flickered to the back of his head until suddenly his head falls back, resting on your shoulder as he whole body slouches and relaxes into yours. you had a clear view of how his adams apple bobbed with every moan, whimper, and whined he graced your ears with.

armin was still enduring his orgasm, splurting all over your fist, his abs, and some of his release even making it to the mirror. he made a complete and utter mess of himself. “mmhhmm..”his moans slowed with your pumps on his cock, your fist going from the base to the tip, trying to wring him out dry. you brought your hand that was covered in his release to his lips, looking at him through the mirror. baby blues flickered from your eyes in the reflection to your fingers then back to your eyes as he took your fingers in his mouth, suckling on them before slobbering on them.

“eckk!!!” you squealed, “minnnnn, your making a bigger mess than before!” you whine, taking your fingers out of his mouth, inspecting the evidence of the mess he left behind.

he offers a lazy smile, his head still resting against your shoulder as his gaze leaves the mirror and looks up at you “mmfghh… sorry..”

a/n: not proofread assss alwaaayyyssss, breaking news; arminslovurrr finally writes something for armin !!!!!!!!!! (even though the was originally written for satoru, we dont talk about that.)

everyone rejoice, something for u guys to snack for a bit until i give u guys what u want (wink wink wiiiiiiiink)

previous item on the menu: waking toji up at 2 in the morning because you couldn’t sleep and making it his problem.

you’d both be infront of your full size mirror in your dorm. you’d sitting behind a half naked armin, his shirt thrown into the ether while you were fully clothed in your sweats and tank top. his khaki pants would be sloppily pulled down to his thighs, your legs tucked over his so he couldn’t run. using his sticky precum as lube, your hand formed a fist around his stiffened cock, before gently giving him a testing squeeze. your ears perking up as you gauged his reaction, gaining a twitch from his cock and a shuddered breath from his lips.

you started slow, as one does. armin sucks air through his teeth when he feels your soft hands wrap around his precum glazed cock. "haaa-hhh.." dragging your hand up and down his length, your thumb lightly pressing over his urethra when you’d reach the tip which made him melt in in your arms.

his hips eagerly bucked to meet your hand, “pl-eaasee-annghh.. faster please..” your heart clenched at his pleas, the seconds that your hand left his cock felt like hours, as you bring your hand up to his mouth “spit min’”. he puckered his lips ‘ptuh’ with his spit in your hand, you glided it over his cock, fully covering his cock in a mixture of his precum and his spit. his whole body tenses up when you eased him back into it by jerking just his throbbing pink tip off, then quickly transforming into a much faster pace.

his cock was slick enough for you to stroke him at a pace that was to your liking. you couldn’t see it, but armin was making the lewdest facial expressions his broad back was blocking your view of his expression, so you’d peak over his shoulders to peer at him through the mirror, only to see that his heavy eyes are already finding yours. “d-dont fuh-hhuhh-fucking stop!” satoru groaned through gritted teeth, maintaining eye contact with you through the mirror.

his hand scrambled to find something to grab onto, the first thing it found was your thigh. he squeezed your thigh while he bit his bruised lip, his abs tensing up every time you’d tease him by rubbing your palm against his tip. “ohhh my-mmngghh-“ his cuts himself off, staring in disbelief at his body involuntarily squirming. “wah-where did you learn this shit, babyynhh?” he fucking your hand back, hunching over to spit on his cock to hear that ‘shlick! shlick! shlick!’ sound of the friction between your hand and his cock.

“mmm,” you bit your lip as to not let at out moan as your eyes were glued to around hand around his cock through the mirror, “dunno… i read about it, watched videos about it.. you know!” your honeyed voice and that smile you gave him through the mirror, almost sent him completely over the edge. satorus chest heaved up and down with heavy breaths as he trembled in your arms, his fingers hesitantly ghosting over yours to see if you would tell him to let go but you didn’t. he fully wrapped his much larger hand around yours, not interfering with the pace you set but more so just to feel like he has some sort of control—which he knows that he doesn’t.

his hand moved with yours, high pitched moans spilling from his swollen lips. he felt his stomach clench and twist, that familiar sensation he gets when he’s alone in his dorm jerking off to videos on twitter. his hand grips around yours harder, the pace suddenly accelerating as he you jerk him off faster. his abs clenched while his toes curled. “j-jhust like that..” he moaned, his mouth watering.

without verbal warning, his swollen reddish tip shoots out his hot cream colored cum, some immediately landing on your hand, allowing you to stroke faster with the fresh lube armin gave you. you continued to stroke his length even after his hand stopped moving with yours but stayed gripped tightly around yours. pure pleasure gracing his face as his eyes flickered to the back of his head until suddenly his head falls back, resting on your shoulder as he whole body slouches and relaxes into yours. you had a clear view of how his adams apple bobbed with every moan, whimper, and whined he graced your ears with.

armin was still enduring his orgasm, splurting all over your fist, his abs, and some of his release even making it to the mirror. he made a complete and utter mess of himself. “mmhhmm..”his moans slowed with your pumps on his cock, your fist going from the base to the tip, trying to wring him out dry. you brought your hand that was covered in his release to his lips, looking at him through the mirror. baby blues flickered from your eyes in the reflection to your fingers then back to your eyes as he took your fingers in his mouth, suckling on them before slobbering on them.

“eckk!!!” you squealed, “minnnnn, your making a bigger mess than before!” you whine, taking your fingers out of his mouth, inspecting the evidence of the mess he left behind.

he offers a lazy smile, his head still resting against your shoulder as his gaze leaves the mirror and looks up at you “mmfghh… sorry..”

a/n: not proofread assss alwaaayyyssss, breaking news; arminslovurrr finally writes something for armin !!!!!!!!!! (even though the was originally written for satoru, we dont talk about that.)

everyone rejoice, something for u guys to snack for a bit until i give u guys what u want (wink wink wiiiiiiiink)

previous item on the menu: waking toji up at 2 in the morning because you couldn’t sleep and making it his problem.

you’d both be infront of your full size mirror in your dorm. you’d sitting behind a half naked armin, his shirt thrown into the ether while you were fully clothed in your sweats and tank top. his khaki pants would be sloppily pulled down to his thighs, your legs tucked over his so he couldn’t run. using his sticky precum as lube, your hand formed a fist around his stiffened cock, before gently giving him a testing squeeze. your ears perking up as you gauged his reaction, gaining a twitch from his cock and a shuddered breath from his lips.

you started slow, as one does. armin sucks air through his teeth when he feels your soft hands wrap around his precum glazed cock. "haaa-hhh.." dragging your hand up and down his length, your thumb lightly pressing over his urethra when you’d reach the tip which made him melt in in your arms.

his hips eagerly bucked to meet your hand, “pl-eaasee-annghh.. faster please..” your heart clenched at his pleas, the seconds that your hand left his cock felt like hours, as you bring your hand up to his mouth “spit min’”. he puckered his lips ‘ptuh’ with his spit in your hand, you glided it over his cock, fully covering his cock in a mixture of his precum and his spit. his whole body tenses up when you eased him back into it by jerking just his throbbing pink tip off, then quickly transforming into a much faster pace.

his cock was slick enough for you to stroke him at a pace that was to your liking. you couldn’t see it, but armin was making the lewdest facial expressions his broad back was blocking your view of his expression, so you’d peak over his shoulders to peer at him through the mirror, only to see that his heavy eyes are already finding yours. “d-dont fuh-hhuhh-fucking stop!” satoru groaned through gritted teeth, maintaining eye contact with you through the mirror.

his hand scrambled to find something to grab onto, the first thing it found was your thigh. he squeezed your thigh while he bit his bruised lip, his abs tensing up every time you’d tease him by rubbing your palm against his tip. “ohhh my-mmngghh-“ his cuts himself off, staring in disbelief at his body involuntarily squirming. “wah-where did you learn this shit, babyynhh?” he fucking your hand back, hunching over to spit on his cock to hear that ‘shlick! shlick! shlick!’ sound of the friction between your hand and his cock.

“mmm,” you bit your lip as to not let at out moan as your eyes were glued to around hand around his cock through the mirror, “dunno… i read about it, watched videos about it.. you know!” your honeyed voice and that smile you gave him through the mirror, almost sent him completely over the edge. satorus chest heaved up and down with heavy breaths as he trembled in your arms, his fingers hesitantly ghosting over yours to see if you would tell him to let go but you didn’t. he fully wrapped his much larger hand around yours, not interfering with the pace you set but more so just to feel like he has some sort of control—which he knows that he doesn’t.

his hand moved with yours, high pitched moans spilling from his swollen lips. he felt his stomach clench and twist, that familiar sensation he gets when he’s alone in his dorm jerking off to videos on twitter. his hand grips around yours harder, the pace suddenly accelerating as he you jerk him off faster. his abs clenched while his toes curled. “j-jhust like that..” he moaned, his mouth watering.

without verbal warning, his swollen reddish tip shoots out his hot cream colored cum, some immediately landing on your hand, allowing you to stroke faster with the fresh lube armin gave you. you continued to stroke his length even after his hand stopped moving with yours but stayed gripped tightly around yours. pure pleasure gracing his face as his eyes flickered to the back of his head until suddenly his head falls back, resting on your shoulder as he whole body slouches and relaxes into yours. you had a clear view of how his adams apple bobbed with every moan, whimper, and whined he graced your ears with.

armin was still enduring his orgasm, splurting all over your fist, his abs, and some of his release even making it to the mirror. he made a complete and utter mess of himself. “mmhhmm..”his moans slowed with your pumps on his cock, your fist going from the base to the tip, trying to wring him out dry. you brought your hand that was covered in his release to his lips, looking at him through the mirror. baby blues flickered from your eyes in the reflection to your fingers then back to your eyes as he took your fingers in his mouth, suckling on them before slobbering on them.

“eckk!!!” you squealed, “minnnnn, your making a bigger mess than before!” you whine, taking your fingers out of his mouth, inspecting the evidence of the mess he left behind.

he offers a lazy smile, his head still resting against your shoulder as his gaze leaves the mirror and looks up at you “mmfghh… sorry..”

a/n: not proofread assss alwaaayyyssss, breaking news; arminslovurrr finally writes something for armin !!!!!!!!!! (even though the was originally written for satoru, we dont talk about that.)

everyone rejoice, something for u guys to snack for a bit until i give u guys what u want (wink wink wiiiiiiiink)

previous item on the menu: waking toji up at 2 in the morning because you couldn’t sleep and making it his problem.

bent over the bed, his hips connecting with your ass creating a not so subtle ‘plap plap plap’ sound. his big hand gathers your hair and yanks hard, making your spine curve in the prettiest arch.

you’d be a mess. you’d been here for atleast two hours now. drool running down your chin, eyes rolling back involuntarily, toes curling as you were nearing a mind blogging orgasm for the nth time this hour. you were insatiable you’d reach back to dig your nails into tojis veiny forearm as his tip grazes against that spongy spot that makes you dumb. “rright-fuck!-thereee..” whining as you craned your neck to look back at him, pushing your ass back to meet his strokes.

“yeah? right here?” his scar quirks up as he grins. he hits the spot on the nail instead of grazing it this time, his eyes savoring the almost drunken look on your face. “c’mon baby, keep fucking me back” one hand on your hips, making sure you don’t stop moving against him while the other hand reaches down to wipe the drool away from your mouth.

he’d pat your cheek a few times when he noticed your eyes getting heavier “stay with me, doll” before shoving two fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and feeling your throat constrict around his fingers making him shudder. “you wanted this dick so badly,” he takes his fingers out of your mouth as his hand leaves your waist. “woke me up so i could play with this pussy knowing i got work in the mornin’..” he puts all of his body weight on you as he feeds you slow deep strokes. your mouth falls open in a silent cry, this position making you feel him deeper than before. your face falls into the bedsheets.

“now you wanna fall asleep on me?” he chuckles, feeling your legs shake beneath him. his full body weight and the scent of him making you dizzier while he rolls yours clit between two fingers. “my sleepy girl can’t help herself, can she?” he pouts. meanwhile he was holding himself back from spilling his cum deep inside of you before you came was becoming increasingly more difficult for toji, but he wanted to get you there first. ‘it’s the polite thing to do’ , he always says. so when yours breathing increased and your fingers gripped the bedsheets, his slow strokes only increased a little as he continued to grind his hips into your ass.

the the bubble of hot pleasure that toji worked so hard on building up in ur tummy finally popped, a string of muffled moans falling on deaf ears as he continued to fuck you through it. “mmmhffuck baby, that’s it..”, toji groaned as hid his face in the crevice your neck, peppering the skin in small kisses as he filled you up to the brim with his gooey release. he lifted a bit of his weight off of you, his hand reaching to turn your neck towards him so he could catch your lips in a kiss. only to find you with your eyes shut, lips gape and chest heaving up and down with small, peaceful breaths.

he smiled, then with a sigh he lifts himself off of you, staring down at your bliss filled face.

“my sleepy girl”, he coos.

a/n: not proofread, idk how to feel abt this one but reader is highkey me

previous item on the menu: tough guy katsuki who crumbles from a footjob

bent over the bed, his hips connecting with your ass creating a not so subtle ‘plap plap plap’ sound. his big hand gathers your hair and yanks hard, making your spine curve in the prettiest arch.

you’d be a mess. you’d been here for atleast two hours now. drool running down your chin, eyes rolling back involuntarily, toes curling as you were nearing a mind blogging orgasm for the nth time this hour. you were insatiable you’d reach back to dig your nails into tojis veiny forearm as his tip grazes against that spongy spot that makes you dumb. “rright-fuck!-thereee..” whining as you craned your neck to look back at him, pushing your ass back to meet his strokes.

“yeah? right here?” his scar quirks up as he grins. he hits the spot on the nail instead of grazing it this time, his eyes savoring the almost drunken look on your face. “c’mon baby, keep fucking me back” one hand on your hips, making sure you don’t stop moving against him while the other hand reaches down to wipe the drool away from your mouth.

he’d pat your cheek a few times when he noticed your eyes getting heavier “stay with me, doll” before shoving two fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and feeling your throat constrict around his fingers making him shudder. “you wanted this dick so badly,” he takes his fingers out of your mouth as his hand leaves your waist. “woke me up so i could play with this pussy knowing i got work in the mornin’..” he puts all of his body weight on you as he feeds you slow deep strokes. your mouth falls open in a silent cry, this position making you feel him deeper than before. your face falls into the bedsheets.

“now you wanna fall asleep on me?” he chuckles, feeling your legs shake beneath him. his full body weight and the scent of him making you dizzier while he rolls yours clit between two fingers. “my sleepy girl can’t help herself, can she?” he pouts. meanwhile he was holding himself back from spilling his cum deep inside of you before you came was becoming increasingly more difficult for toji, but he wanted to get you there first. ‘it’s the polite thing to do’ , he always says. so when yours breathing increased and your fingers gripped the bedsheets, his slow strokes only increased a little as he continued to grind his hips into your ass.

the the bubble of hot pleasure that toji worked so hard on building up in ur tummy finally popped, a string of muffled moans falling on deaf ears as he continued to fuck you through it. “mmmhffuck baby, that’s it..”, toji groaned as hid his face in the crevice your neck, peppering the skin in small kisses as he filled you up to the brim with his gooey release. he lifted a bit of his weight off of you, his hand reaching to turn your neck towards him so he could catch your lips in a kiss. only to find you with your eyes shut, lips gape and chest heaving up and down with small, peaceful breaths.

he smiled, then with a sigh he lifts himself off of you, staring down at your bliss filled face.

“my sleepy girl”, he coos.

a/n: not proofread, idk how to feel abt this one but reader is highkey me

previous item on the menu: tough guy katsuki who crumbles from a footjob

bent over the bed, his hips connecting with your ass creating a not so subtle ‘plap plap plap’ sound. his big hand gathers your hair and yanks hard, making your spine curve in the prettiest arch.

you’d be a mess. you’d been here for atleast two hours now. drool running down your chin, eyes rolling back involuntarily, toes curling as you were nearing a mind blogging orgasm for the nth time this hour. you were insatiable you’d reach back to dig your nails into tojis veiny forearm as his tip grazes against that spongy spot that makes you dumb. “rright-fuck!-thereee..” whining as you craned your neck to look back at him, pushing your ass back to meet his strokes.

“yeah? right here?” his scar quirks up as he grins. he hits the spot on the nail instead of grazing it this time, his eyes savoring the almost drunken look on your face. “c’mon baby, keep fucking me back” one hand on your hips, making sure you don’t stop moving against him while the other hand reaches down to wipe the drool away from your mouth.

he’d pat your cheek a few times when he noticed your eyes getting heavier “stay with me, doll” before shoving two fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and feeling your throat constrict around his fingers making him shudder. “you wanted this dick so badly,” he takes his fingers out of your mouth as his hand leaves your waist. “woke me up so i could play with this pussy knowing i got work in the mornin’..” he puts all of his body weight on you as he feeds you slow deep strokes. your mouth falls open in a silent cry, this position making you feel him deeper than before. your face falls into the bedsheets.

“now you wanna fall asleep on me?” he chuckles, feeling your legs shake beneath him. his full body weight and the scent of him making you dizzier while he rolls yours clit between two fingers. “my sleepy girl can’t help herself, can she?” he pouts. meanwhile he was holding himself back from spilling his cum deep inside of you before you came was becoming increasingly more difficult for toji, but he wanted to get you there first. ‘it’s the polite thing to do’ , he always says. so when yours breathing increased and your fingers gripped the bedsheets, his slow strokes only increased a little as he continued to grind his hips into your ass.

the the bubble of hot pleasure that toji worked so hard on building up in ur tummy finally popped, a string of muffled moans falling on deaf ears as he continued to fuck you through it. “mmmhffuck baby, that’s it..”, toji groaned as hid his face in the crevice your neck, peppering the skin in small kisses as he filled you up to the brim with his gooey release. he lifted a bit of his weight off of you, his hand reaching to turn your neck towards him so he could catch your lips in a kiss. only to find you with your eyes shut, lips gape and chest heaving up and down with small, peaceful breaths.

he smiled, then with a sigh he lifts himself off of you, staring down at your bliss filled face.

“my sleepy girl”, he coos.

a/n: not proofread, idk how to feel abt this one but reader is highkey me

previous item on the menu: tough guy katsuki who crumbles from a footjob

bent over the bed, his hips connecting with your ass creating a not so subtle ‘plap plap plap’ sound. his big hand gathers your hair and yanks hard, making your spine curve in the prettiest arch.

you’d be a mess. you’d been here for atleast two hours now. drool running down your chin, eyes rolling back involuntarily, toes curling as you were nearing a mind blogging orgasm for the nth time this hour. you were insatiable you’d reach back to dig your nails into tojis veiny forearm as his tip grazes against that spongy spot that makes you dumb. “rright-fuck!-thereee..” whining as you craned your neck to look back at him, pushing your ass back to meet his strokes.

“yeah? right here?” his scar quirks up as he grins. he hits the spot on the nail instead of grazing it this time, his eyes savoring the almost drunken look on your face. “c’mon baby, keep fucking me back” one hand on your hips, making sure you don’t stop moving against him while the other hand reaches down to wipe the drool away from your mouth.

he’d pat your cheek a few times when he noticed your eyes getting heavier “stay with me, doll” before shoving two fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and feeling your throat constrict around his fingers making him shudder. “you wanted this dick so badly,” he takes his fingers out of your mouth as his hand leaves your waist. “woke me up so i could play with this pussy knowing i got work in the mornin’..” he puts all of his body weight on you as he feeds you slow deep strokes. your mouth falls open in a silent cry, this position making you feel him deeper than before. your face falls into the bedsheets.

“now you wanna fall asleep on me?” he chuckles, feeling your legs shake beneath him. his full body weight and the scent of him making you dizzier while he rolls yours clit between two fingers. “my sleepy girl can’t help herself, can she?” he pouts. meanwhile he was holding himself back from spilling his cum deep inside of you before you came was becoming increasingly more difficult for toji, but he wanted to get you there first. ‘it’s the polite thing to do’ , he always says. so when yours breathing increased and your fingers gripped the bedsheets, his slow strokes only increased a little as he continued to grind his hips into your ass.

the the bubble of hot pleasure that toji worked so hard on building up in ur tummy finally popped, a string of muffled moans falling on deaf ears as he continued to fuck you through it. “mmmhffuck baby, that’s it..”, toji groaned as hid his face in the crevice your neck, peppering the skin in small kisses as he filled you up to the brim with his gooey release. he lifted a bit of his weight off of you, his hand reaching to turn your neck towards him so he could catch your lips in a kiss. only to find you with your eyes shut, lips gape and chest heaving up and down with small, peaceful breaths.

he smiled, then with a sigh he lifts himself off of you, staring down at your bliss filled face.

“my sleepy girl”, he coos.

a/n: not proofread, idk how to feel abt this one but reader is highkey me

previous item on the menu: tough guy katsuki who crumbles from a footjob

bent over the bed, his hips connecting with your ass creating a not so subtle ‘plap plap plap’ sound. his big hand gathers your hair and yanks hard, making your spine curve in the prettiest arch.

you’d be a mess. you’d been here for atleast two hours now. drool running down your chin, eyes rolling back involuntarily, toes curling as you were nearing a mind blogging orgasm for the nth time this hour. you were insatiable you’d reach back to dig your nails into tojis veiny forearm as his tip grazes against that spongy spot that makes you dumb. “rright-fuck!-thereee..” whining as you craned your neck to look back at him, pushing your ass back to meet his strokes.

“yeah? right here?” his scar quirks up as he grins. he hits the spot on the nail instead of grazing it this time, his eyes savoring the almost drunken look on your face. “c’mon baby, keep fucking me back” one hand on your hips, making sure you don’t stop moving against him while the other hand reaches down to wipe the drool away from your mouth.

he’d pat your cheek a few times when he noticed your eyes getting heavier “stay with me, doll” before shoving two fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and feeling your throat constrict around his fingers making him shudder. “you wanted this dick so badly,” he takes his fingers out of your mouth as his hand leaves your waist. “woke me up so i could play with this pussy knowing i got work in the mornin’..” he puts all of his body weight on you as he feeds you slow deep strokes. your mouth falls open in a silent cry, this position making you feel him deeper than before. your face falls into the bedsheets.

“now you wanna fall asleep on me?” he chuckles, feeling your legs shake beneath him. his full body weight and the scent of him making you dizzier while he rolls yours clit between two fingers. “my sleepy girl can’t help herself, can she?” he pouts. meanwhile he was holding himself back from spilling his cum deep inside of you before you came was becoming increasingly more difficult for toji, but he wanted to get you there first. ‘it’s the polite thing to do’ , he always says. so when yours breathing increased and your fingers gripped the bedsheets, his slow strokes only increased a little as he continued to grind his hips into your ass.

the the bubble of hot pleasure that toji worked so hard on building up in ur tummy finally popped, a string of muffled moans falling on deaf ears as he continued to fuck you through it. “mmmhffuck baby, that’s it..”, toji groaned as hid his face in the crevice your neck, peppering the skin in small kisses as he filled you up to the brim with his gooey release. he lifted a bit of his weight off of you, his hand reaching to turn your neck towards him so he could catch your lips in a kiss. only to find you with your eyes shut, lips gape and chest heaving up and down with small, peaceful breaths.

he smiled, then with a sigh he lifts himself off of you, staring down at your bliss filled face.

“my sleepy girl”, he coos.

a/n: not proofread, idk how to feel abt this one but reader is highkey me

previous item on the menu: tough guy katsuki who crumbles from a footjob

bent over the bed, his hips connecting with your ass creating a not so subtle ‘plap plap plap’ sound. his big hand gathers your hair and yanks hard, making your spine curve in the prettiest arch.

you’d be a mess. you’d been here for atleast two hours now. drool running down your chin, eyes rolling back involuntarily, toes curling as you were nearing a mind blogging orgasm for the nth time this hour. you were insatiable you’d reach back to dig your nails into tojis veiny forearm as his tip grazes against that spongy spot that makes you dumb. “rright-fuck!-thereee..” whining as you craned your neck to look back at him, pushing your ass back to meet his strokes.

“yeah? right here?” his scar quirks up as he grins. he hits the spot on the nail instead of grazing it this time, his eyes savoring the almost drunken look on your face. “c’mon baby, keep fucking me back” one hand on your hips, making sure you don’t stop moving against him while the other hand reaches down to wipe the drool away from your mouth.

he’d pat your cheek a few times when he noticed your eyes getting heavier “stay with me, doll” before shoving two fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and feeling your throat constrict around his fingers making him shudder. “you wanted this dick so badly,” he takes his fingers out of your mouth as his hand leaves your waist. “woke me up so i could play with this pussy knowing i got work in the mornin’..” he puts all of his body weight on you as he feeds you slow deep strokes. your mouth falls open in a silent cry, this position making you feel him deeper than before. your face falls into the bedsheets.

“now you wanna fall asleep on me?” he chuckles, feeling your legs shake beneath him. his full body weight and the scent of him making you dizzier while he rolls yours clit between two fingers. “my sleepy girl can’t help herself, can she?” he pouts. meanwhile he was holding himself back from spilling his cum deep inside of you before you came was becoming increasingly more difficult for toji, but he wanted to get you there first. ‘it’s the polite thing to do’ , he always says. so when yours breathing increased and your fingers gripped the bedsheets, his slow strokes only increased a little as he continued to grind his hips into your ass.

the the bubble of hot pleasure that toji worked so hard on building up in ur tummy finally popped, a string of muffled moans falling on deaf ears as he continued to fuck you through it. “mmmhffuck baby, that’s it..”, toji groaned as hid his face in the crevice your neck, peppering the skin in small kisses as he filled you up to the brim with his gooey release. he lifted a bit of his weight off of you, his hand reaching to turn your neck towards him so he could catch your lips in a kiss. only to find you with your eyes shut, lips gape and chest heaving up and down with small, peaceful breaths.

he smiled, then with a sigh he lifts himself off of you, staring down at your bliss filled face.

“my sleepy girl”, he coos.

a/n: not proofread, idk how to feel abt this one but reader is highkey me

previous item on the menu: tough guy katsuki who crumbles from a footjob

bent over the bed, his hips connecting with your ass creating a not so subtle ‘plap plap plap’ sound. his big hand gathers your hair and yanks hard, making your spine curve in the prettiest arch.

you’d be a mess. you’d been here for atleast two hours now. drool running down your chin, eyes rolling back involuntarily, toes curling as you were nearing a mind blogging orgasm for the nth time this hour. you were insatiable you’d reach back to dig your nails into tojis veiny forearm as his tip grazes against that spongy spot that makes you dumb. “rright-fuck!-thereee..” whining as you craned your neck to look back at him, pushing your ass back to meet his strokes.

“yeah? right here?” his scar quirks up as he grins. he hits the spot on the nail instead of grazing it this time, his eyes savoring the almost drunken look on your face. “c’mon baby, keep fucking me back” one hand on your hips, making sure you don’t stop moving against him while the other hand reaches down to wipe the drool away from your mouth.

he’d pat your cheek a few times when he noticed your eyes getting heavier “stay with me, doll” before shoving two fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and feeling your throat constrict around his fingers making him shudder. “you wanted this dick so badly,” he takes his fingers out of your mouth as his hand leaves your waist. “woke me up so i could play with this pussy knowing i got work in the mornin’..” he puts all of his body weight on you as he feeds you slow deep strokes. your mouth falls open in a silent cry, this position making you feel him deeper than before. your face falls into the bedsheets.

“now you wanna fall asleep on me?” he chuckles, feeling your legs shake beneath him. his full body weight and the scent of him making you dizzier while he rolls yours clit between two fingers. “my sleepy girl can’t help herself, can she?” he pouts. meanwhile he was holding himself back from spilling his cum deep inside of you before you came was becoming increasingly more difficult for toji, but he wanted to get you there first. ‘it’s the polite thing to do’ , he always says. so when yours breathing increased and your fingers gripped the bedsheets, his slow strokes only increased a little as he continued to grind his hips into your ass.

the the bubble of hot pleasure that toji worked so hard on building up in ur tummy finally popped, a string of muffled moans falling on deaf ears as he continued to fuck you through it. “mmmhffuck baby, that’s it..”, toji groaned as hid his face in the crevice your neck, peppering the skin in small kisses as he filled you up to the brim with his gooey release. he lifted a bit of his weight off of you, his hand reaching to turn your neck towards him so he could catch your lips in a kiss. only to find you with your eyes shut, lips gape and chest heaving up and down with small, peaceful breaths.

he smiled, then with a sigh he lifts himself off of you, staring down at your bliss filled face.

“my sleepy girl”, he coos.

a/n: not proofread, idk how to feel abt this one but reader is highkey me

previous item on the menu: tough guy katsuki who crumbles from a footjob