insatiable: chapter 8
summary: armin's innocence is slowly fading away. he can barely focus during bible study due to you corrupting his thoughts
warning: smut!!! innocence kink, corruption kink, religion, flashbacks, mentions of fingering, slight praise kink, cum, dom!reader, sub!armin, choking, cumshot, mentions of crying, sinning <<ch 7
armin greets you with a hug and kiss on your cheek as you meet him in a small rented-out classroom. you had agreed to come to one of his bible study sessions since he felt so passionately about the subject. and since you didn’t know much about it, you thought it would be nice to support him and his interests.
“you’re just on time” he says, appreciating your presence. armin isn’t pressuring you to be there, of course. he thinks it’s wrong to force religion onto people. faith is cherished most when people find it themselves. he is just happy that you’d willingly come to a session to try to understand why religion is so important to him in the first place.
armin gestures for you to sit next to him, moving his bag from the seat he saved for you. as you get comfortable, armin takes out his bible, placing it between you to share once again. he brings his journal out and flips to an empty page, ready to take notes on today’s reading.
while you’re a bit out of your comfort zone, armin feels right at home. he volunteers to recite a few verses for the group, a surprise to you since you know he doesn’t like to be the center of attention.
as armin speaks, your eyes trail from his bible to his slender fingers that were running along the pages as he read aloud (the same ones that plunged in and out of your tight hole as he was fingerfucking you the other day), to his arms (that looked so pretty and swollen when he was done), to his neck (where you can still see faint yellow marks by the collar of his shirt), to his lips (that tasted like you after he made sure to lick his fingers clean).
armin’s face heats up as he feels you staring at him. he’s trying to focus on reading the long verse and keep his thoughts pure while attending the meeting, but you’re making it increasingly difficult as you unashamedly gaze at him. he can feel your eyes taking in every inch of him. though you aren’t outright teasing him, he feels hot knowing your thoughts are impure.
armin clears his throat to cover a whimper. he feels so dirty thinking about intimacy at this moment, but the temptation is almost too good.
you watch armin try to hide a shy smile as he continues to read. his thoughts are so contradicting it’s becoming hard to stay in the moment. he slips his free hand off the table and opens his palm to you. you lace your fingers with his, though the action doesn’t stop either of your sinful thoughts.
armin lays fully naked under you as you hover over him in your panties and bra. once you got back to the room neither of you wasted time, frantically pulling articles of clothing off of each other. his lips are slightly puffy from you aggressively kissing him, blonde hair disheveled from your hands raking through and pulling at it and pupils blown out in lust as he looks up at you.
"what were you thinking about?" you ask, referring to his attempt to hide his arousal during the meeting. armin’s eyes widened, surprised that you caught onto him so easily.
"n-nothing... I-I wasn't—" armin stutters, avoiding your prying eyes. you respond with a disapproving click of your tongue.
"don't lie to me, baby. i know you were thinking about me," you coo, a mischievous glint in your eyes. he looks at you innocently. His cheeks flush as he closes his eyes in embarrassment, softly nodding his head.
"tell me," you urge, peppering his face with light kisses. with each light touch of your lips, you're silently asking for the truth, eager to know exactly what inappropriate thoughts invaded his mind.
armin takes a moment to answer, feeling both embarrassed and incredibly aroused. "i was thinking of you... um, going down there," he confesses in a whisper, his voice barely audible. there's a vulnerable honesty in his words, a hint of longing mixed with a touch of anxiety. you smile at his choice of words. you know he can’t bring himself to say exactly what he wants, still too shy and innocent, which makes it that much better.
“good boy” you praise, giving him one last kiss. he fails to hold in a whimper this time. your lips trail kisses down his neck, chest and stomach, goosebumps appearing as you litter his skin with light hickies. armin lets out cute moans as you give attention to a few of his sweet spots.
as you reach lower and lower, your backside arches up until your ass is in the air, giving armin a perfect view. the boy has to look away, scared that he’ll cum right there just by looking at you.
armin shudders as he feels your breath tickle him there. he lets out a shaky breath, ready for you to have your way with him.
“so pretty” you say as you admire his length. though you’ve seen it before, the sight makes your mouth water. armin gasps as he feels your tongue run up against the underside of his dick. your eyes dont leave his face as you slowly trail your tongue from his balls to his head. you hum as you feel the thickness of his veins.
armin is already failing to keep his composure, biting his lip to keep his cute moans at bay. the feeling is so new, so good, so wet - oh god.
his hips lift slightly from the bed, a silent plea for you to take more of him. you allow it for now. you hold armin’s member in place as your lips wrap around his tip. you can feel him twitch in your mouth as your lips lightly suck on his sensitive skin, collecting the precum that was already leaking from him. your mouth is so warm and inviting. armin can’t even begin to explain how good you’re making him feel already.
he’s not sure where to place his hands. you’d love it if he placed them in your hair and took control of your pace. the thought of him pushing your head down until your nose touches his stomach and you’re choking on his length…not yet. he’s not ready for that. armin chooses to keep his arms by his sides, hands gripping his bedsheets.
you graduate from sucking his tip to taking his length. he’s so big it’s almost intimidating. unable to fit all of him, you use your hand to pump him at the base while you take him as deep as you can go. armin lets out a groan at your actions. his bashfulness has disappeared, no longer self conscious about letting you hear him.
“feels so good” he whimpers. he could cry. he always feels like crying when you pleasure him. you’re so good at pleasing him it makes him get emotional.
armin’s hips squirm as you take him deeper, your eyes brimming with tears as he nears the back of your throat. he can hear you gagging, sucking and slurping his length as you increase your pace. the mixture of his precum and your saliva coats his dick so perfectly. it spills over your hand and onto his stomach. it’s hard to breathe with armin’s shaft nearly choking you, but you push through the pain. you know he’s close.
“wait! i-im- ohh” he stutters as he tries to warn you of his impending release. you ignore him, mind too focused on making him cum. armin’s head spins as he feels that familiar ball of pressure growing rapidly at the base of his spine. his abs constrict as you continue your assault, not slowing down for a second. you clench your core around nothing, feeling yourself drip down your thighs.
“angel, please” he begs as he looks down at you. he almost cums at the sight of you; brows furrowed, his dick disappearing in your mouth as you expertly suck him off. he places his hand on your cheek in an attempt to get you to stop, but it only fuels you more.
determined and growing feral, you grab his wrist, taking it off your cheek and roughly pinning it to the bed as you continue your assault. he groans. if he thought you had all the power before, he was wrong. he’s never felt so submissive in his life. armin is helpless as he watches you bob your head up and down his shaft. he can’t look away. he can’t do anything except be a good boy like you said and take what you’re giving him.
armin’s head feels fuzzy as you bring him to his peak. you can feel his legs shake, just like they always do when he’s about to cum. his eyelids struggle to stay open, baby blues rolling to the back of his head as his toes curl. he’s at a loss for words, not even able to warn you again. he wants to tell you he can’t hold it anymore, but he can only lay there as you use him. he lets out the loudest moan you’ve heard to date, voice cracking as he spills into your mouth.
you moan around him and you work him through his orgasm, still pumping until you’re sure you’ve gotten every last drop out of him.
armin moans until the ringing in his ears finally stops, returning back to reality. it takes him a moment to collect himself. when he finally does, he sees a small smile on your lips as you wipe your chin. “oh- i’m sorry”, he sits up, turning to his nightstand to retrieve a napkin or cup for you to spit in.
“just catch your breath first, baby” you tell him softly, placing your hand on his chest and pushing him back down on the bed. you feel it rapidly rise and fall under you as he huffs. armin’s heart pounds beneath your palm. he’s clearly worn out from your actions.
armin frowns. “where…?” he trails off, not exactly sure what to ask. he’s positive he came down your throat a few moments ago, but now he’s not so sure.
“you taste good” you admit, voice a bit hoarse. armin mewls, ready to commit sins all over again.
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