sleepy

warnings: uhhhh, blowjobs, masturbation(?), oral sex

Bored. The most bored you have EVER been. The most bored you could ever be. You looked up from your bed to your boyfriend. He was wearing a heather gray t-shirt and black sweats sitting on the office chair in your dorm working on his essay.

“Miinnn,” you whined.

“Hm?”

“Im boreedd, lets do something, go somewhere.”

“Not now hun im working in this.”

You plopped your head back down on the pillow thinking of things to fill your time with, the only sound in the room was Armin’s quick typing. You looked back up at him noticing how miserable he looked. Not just his face but the way he had slouched down into the chair, head leaning on his shoulder. As your eyes fell lower you noticed something else. His dick was hard. Not much but it still was, and you could work with that. Getting up quietly from your bed, you walked behind him, got on your knees, and crawled under the table. He looked down to you through his spread legs with a slight confused look on his face.

“Can I Min? I’m soooo boreddd.” You asked, but it didn’t feel like a question, more like you were demanding. Silence. “I can help you Min this’ll make you feel better I promise.” This time you were practically begging. Still nothing… verbally. But you saw the bulge in his pants grow.

“Fine.” he continued with his essay.

You kissed his clothed thigh and mouthed a quick ‘thank you’ with a cute smile. With both hands tugging at the waistband dark sweats the semi hard cock was getting harder every second. You gave him a quick few strokes, pre cum dripping all over, then put it in your mouth when it was hard enough. he felt INCREDIBLE. His fingers started shaking as your movements got faster, pressing the wrong keys. The words on in the paragraph turned into nonsense as he gasped for air.

He put his random moans together and finally made up a few words. “God fuck babe.” he let out.

You let go of his cock. “Keep working Min and so will I.” He immediately got back to typing. You felt his thighs tensing up with your elbows. His dick was rock hard, giving up on his essay, his head planted in his arms head down on the table whimpering random begs. The veins on his pretty cock rubbed your tongue nicely. He squeezed his thighs together and lifted you up holding you by your arms and took you to the bed. He placed you right back where you were. Lips around his cock (or as much as you could take). He took your head with both hands on each side and held your head in place. He began fucking your face like he fucks his fist most nights thinking about you. His hips were rapidly jackhammering your pretty face as you held onto his strong arms.

“OH FUCK IM GONNA CUM AAH~” His moans were so cute. So elegant and pretty. You loved the way he whimpered, whined and moaned. It was so loud and sweet. His hip movements turned sloppy and desperate. He was chasing his orgasm as much as he could. His head leaned back as he got closer and closer. Finally, he let his warm sticky cum coat your throat. His hyperventilating slowed down and got the strength to slightly lift you off his aching cock. It was so sensitive and still a little hard.

Armin x Reader (college au)

afab reader

warnings: slight nsfw (Armin’s daydreaming), Armin’s a slight perv, masturbation

Armin and you “met” at a lecture you realized halfway it wasn’t your class, though you two didn’t really “meet”. But you stayed however after you realized how interesting it was to hear how truly passionate your professor got while lecturing.

He noticed you sitting a few rows in front of him looking slightly confused but also intrigued with tinted cheeks and lips somewhat glossy after licking them. Armin was know to be the “star student”. Always punctual, straight A’s, never absent, participates frequently, really just a pleasure to have in class. But something about you was just so distracting, and what was worse was that he didn’t know what it was. Armin knew 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 and it killed him to not know why he felt the need to stare at you. You had seemingly ordinary hair… and… it’s so… shiny… and your skin was just glowing. “𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵?” he thought.

Over the next couple weeks, Armin would catch you around the campus and just so luck would have it, Armin had one other class with you. And he was 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥. He found out your name through friends. And of course knowing that his friends knew you more than he did made him jealous. And he refused to believe it. No way was ARMIN JEALOUS… right? Over something so insignificant, simply Eren and Jean knowing your name? He lied in his bed that night thinking about you. He thought about the way you would ask people around you for a laptop charger, and to his luck, you found none until you asked him. His mind lingered around the memory of you grazing the tips of your fingers around his taking the charger.

“Thanks, you’re a life saver.” You whispered with a quick smile. Remembering he was still in bed, Armin felt a tightness in his pants. Over what, right? Him giving you a charger. His mind raced with thoughts