yes, sir!

insatiable: chapter 10

summary: armin wants to make you feel good too

warning: nsfw, going on down on reader, mentions of cum, humping, fingering, pussyeating, cursing, sacrilege, overstimulation

word count: 1.4k

armin hasn’t felt this free in his entire life. the long talk he had with the priest about intimacy and self-pleasure made him feel more at peace with himself. he feels better knowing he won’t go to hell just for engaging in such acts, and that it was okay to succumb to lust sometimes.

since then, he’s been all over you. he takes every chance he has to kiss you and make you feel good. but he wants more. he wants to give you more than he has before. and he’s ready to take the next step. 

armin's lips, soft and slightly pink, trail over your body, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. the scent of sweat and arousal fills the air as armin's body hovers over yours, his breath hot against your skin. he looks up at you with his big blue eyes, a hint of innocence and excitement shining in them. he wants to make sure you’re enjoying this as much as he is. his movements are slow and deliberate, his hand steadying you as he works his way down your mostly exposed body.

“want to make you feel good”, he declares as his lips travel further down your stomach. armin has been driving you crazy all afternoon. he hasn’t let you touch him yet, and he’s already pleasured you with his fingers. they had done a number on you earlier. 

you want him so bad, and you’re enjoying him taking a bit of control.

“can i?” he asks. like every time, armin asks your permission before trying something new. the weight of your own needs makes it impossible to hold back your agreement.

“y-yeah” you let out a shuddery breath and nod. it’s almost embarrassing how desperate you are for him. usually the roles are reversed. 

armin’s smile is soft and reassuring as he hears your consent. he moves slowly, his touch both deliberate and tender. as he shifts his attention lower, you feel the anticipation building with every passing second, the intensity of the moment almost overwhelming. each kiss is a gentle exploration that heightens the sensations coursing through you. he takes his time, savoring every response until he’s between your legs. 

his eyes focus solely on your heat-you’re dripping again. your hand rests on the back of his head, more than ready for what’s to come. 

without teasing you any longer, armin's mouth reaches your most sensitive area, planting a kiss on it before he starts to explore. your head rests back against the pillow at the feeling.

he hums as his tongue savors its first taste of you. he takes his time to learn what you like, adjusting his technique based on your reactions. each touch of his tongue is deliberate, a mix of gentle caresses and teasing flicks that drive you wild with pleasure.

“armin” you sigh as you grind your hips into him. he moans as you push him harder against you, greedily asking for more. 

armin presses himself further into you. to your surprise, he places the back of your thighs against his shoulders and holds you in place, keeping a firm grip on you so you don't squirm away. with your thighs secured, you feel both vulnerable and completely taken care of. he’s allowing you to focus entirely on the pleasure he’s providing. the position and his control add an extra layer of intensity to the experience, making it clear that he’s fully committed to bringing you the maximum amount of pleasure.

armin’s movements become even more deliberate as he adjusts to the new position, his attention solely on giving you what you need. his breaths are heavy and filled with a mix of exertion and satisfaction as he continues to explore and pleasure you, his focus unwavering. he sloppily makes out with your entrance, humming against you as he enjoys the taste. 

you gasp at his hunger, noticing how he’s gradually picking up speed. the knot in your stomach starts to build and you moan his name again. 

as armin continues to pleasure you, his own moans grow louder and more frequent. he can feel himself getting turned on just from the taste of you, and he can't help but press his hips against the bed in a desperate attempt for some friction. he can hear you start to pant as you feel the tension in your stomach build.

your gasp of his name fills the room, a clear testament to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through you. the tug on his hair elicits a soft groan from him, and you can feel the vibrations from his throat against your sensitive skin. the way your body trembles under his touch only spurs him on, and you know without a doubt that he’s enjoying this every bit as much as you are. 

armin senses your rising pleasure. he slips his middle and ring fingers into you with ease. the addition heightens the intensity. the combination of his tongue and fingers is almost too much to bear, the intensity overwhelming you in the best possible way.

“oh my god!” you squeal at the stimulation. armin’s member twitches in his boxers at your response. 

what a sinful time to use a phrase like that. 

his fingers move with a deliberate rhythm, curling slightly to hit that sweet spot inside you, while his tongue continues its relentless work. your orgasm builds rapidly, the combined sensations pushing you closer and closer to the edge. your moans are high pitched as your body responds to every touch, every flick of his tongue, and every movement of his fingers. you can feel your muscles begin to tighten in anticipation of what’s to come.

armin firmly presses his hand against your stomach, grounding you as you try to squirm away. his grip is steady, holding you in place as he maintains control, ensuring you feel every moment of pleasure he’s giving you.

with a final, expertly timed movement of his tongue, he pushes you to your orgasm. your back arches as it crashes through you, an overwhelming wave of pleasure that consumes every thought and sensation. 

armin lets out a deep hum, continuing to coax every last bit of pleasure from you as your orgasm peaks. the vibrations from his hum reverberate through you, adding an extra layer of sensation that prolongs your high. 

even as your body begins to come down from the intense release, Armin remains attentive, coaxing shudders from you. 

“fuck-baby” you whine at the amount of pleasure he’s giving you. armin shows no sign of slowing down, completely disregarding the possibility of overstimulation. you taste too good for him to even think about stopping. his eyelids flutter as he continues to indulge himself, savoring every moment. armin actually grows lightheaded as he forgets to breathe for a second- too busy suffocating himself between your thighs.

with no break in his relentless attention, your core begins to tighten once more, the familiar buildup signaling another powerful release is rapidly approaching. the intensity of it all leaves you breathless, your body teetering on the edge of yet another wave of overwhelming pleasure.

“oh, god- armin!” you cry out, your voice laced with desperation as your fingers tangle in his messy hair, tugging at the roots. he hums in response, the sound vibrating against your skin. 

the way you call out his name, almost like a prayer, ignites something primal within him. hearing you praise him so fervently, he can’t help but selfishly and sinfully relish in it. it feels wrong being worshipped in this way, but the temporary illusion of being some sort of god in your eyes makes armin’s arousal intensify. he’s completely lost in the moment.

you can't help but squirm and wiggle around, unable to control yourself as you get closer and closer to the edge again. he’s quick to pull you back to him, easily overpowering you. your gasps and cries only spur him on, his own arousal growing with each new sound you make. he's focused on pleasuring you, determined to make you feel as good as possible.

armin's moans grow louder and more frequent with every pass of his tongue. chasing his own desperation as his hips rut against the bed.

when his lips wrap around your clit you’re done for-brain short circuiting as he sucks on the sensitive bud. your eyes roll back as you repeat “oh-right there!”.

and finally, after what feels like an eternity of blissful torture, you reach your second peak with a loud cry of armin's name. your body trembles as waves of pleasure wash over you, brain feeling fuzzy as oxytocin floods your system, filling you with a deep sense of satisfaction. 

as he finally pulls away from between your legs, you can see that his boxers are damp with his own release. your breathless as you reach for him and he’s quick to lay on top of you as he pants. he’s satisfied with his work, a small smile on his lips as he feels your legs tremble around him.

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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 <&lt;ch 7

word count: 1.8k

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.

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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. 

>>ch 9

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insatiable chapter 8: sneak peek

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. 

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insatiable: chapter 7

summary: armin is sorry for being so busy during midterms week and wants to show you how grateful he is to you

warning: moaning, begging, dry humping, mentions of crying, cursing, corruption kink, innocence kink, fingering, mentions of cum, <<ch 6

word count: 1.4k

armin’s hips grind softly into yours as he kisses you deeply. your arms wrap around his neck as he lays on top of you, one hand burying itself in his blonde roots as you let out a soft moan. your hips lift as you match his pace, loving how the friction of his already hard member feels against you. armin has a firm hold on your thighs, fingertips digging into your skin. you can feel your panties already soaked at his actions. 

you sigh in content as armin’s lips travel down your neck. “i’m sorry i didn’t make time for you the last few days”, he tells you between kisses. you shake your head lightly, letting him know he has nothing to apologize about. you’re too distracted by his touch to care, anyway. 

“it’s okay, angel”, you say breathlessly. “i know you were busy, i wouldn’t have wanted to be in the way”. you let out a squeak as armin nips at your sweet spot. your words should console him, but he feels guilty. you do so much for him and never ask for anything in return. armin wants to try and return the favor.

“let me make it up to you”, he says as he pulls away to look at you. he sits with his knees between your thighs, waiting eagerly for your response. his eyes are filled with lust, lips red and swollen from your heated kiss. he looks so pretty with his hair disheveled from your fingers running through his locs. armin’s hands slowly travel up your thighs until his fingers play with the waistband of your sleep shorts. “just tell me if you want to stop and i will, okay?”, he assures you. you nod as if you haven’t been dreaming about this moment for weeks. armin hooks his fingers over the top of your panties, bringing both the fabric and your shorts down slowly. he maintains eye contact with you to confirm you’re okay with his actions. 

once he places them on the floor, armin allows himself to look between your thighs. he can see you’re already soaked from his previous actions. “oh-“, he says in surprise. armin doesn’t think he’s seen anything so pretty in his whole life. his thumbs rub the inside of your thighs, unintentionally teasing as he watches you drip from your opening down to his bed sheets. you shift under his intense gaze.

“armin, please”, you whine, impatiently. 

“r-right, sorry”, he stutters. he slowly moves his index finger down your slit. it’s criminal - armin’s innocence. he’s going as slow as possible to study every reaction to his touch, yet the purity of it all is turning you on more. his finger glistens with your arousal as he makes his way towards your entrance. armin bites his lip. he has the sudden urge to lick his finger clean- a thought that has never crossed his mind before this moment, but now consumes his thoughts.

he decides against it. that’s for another time. 

armin rubs your entrance with the pads of his middle and ring fingers for a moment, preparing you for the next step. the motion alone has you sighing in content. you close your eyes to heighten the feeling. armin looks over your body. he can see the relieved look on your face, the goosebumps running down your arms, your hard nipples through your shirt… he’s happy you’re enjoying yourself so far. but it’s not enough. he hasn’t truly begun to pleasure you yet. 

“are you ready for me?”, he asks. you nod, eagerly. in this moment you want armin to take control and fuck you with his fingers until you’re a moaning, shaking, pathetic mess. but you know he’s going to be so attentive, making sure he’s doing a good job for you. 

“i need a yes” he softly demands. “please”, he adds. 

“yes, please armin. i need you”, you’re about to cry from how turned on you are. it’s almost embarrassing. armin blushes at your confession and thanks you for your response. just as you requested, armin inserts his longest finger into you. your walls mold around his digit perfectly. armin is unable to take his eyes off of the sight. you let out whimpers at the slight stretch. it would usually take two of your fingers to feel this full. armin hums as he watches you clench around him, signaling you want more. 

his ring finger joins soon after. he makes sure to go just as slow as the first time so as to not overwhelm you. his fingers stretch you out so perfectly, being much wider than your own. he slowly pushes in and out of you until he can’t reach any further. armin’s eyes scan your face. your brows are furrowed and he frowns seeing your face scrunched up. 

“does it hurt?”, he asks, worried. “you’re squeezing my fingers so tight”, he admits, unaware of his dirty talk. the sentence gives you chills. 

you shake your head. “no, feels so good. please keep going” you ask kindly. the tips of armin’s ears go red as you beg for him. you’re absolutely dripping at this point, your arousal already making its way down his palm and towards his wrist. armin follows your orders. gradually picking up the pace as he starts to pump his fingers into you. your sighs turn into proper moans as he sets a nice pace. armin can't look away from how his fingers are slipping in and out of you so easily. he’s reaching so deep inside you, much deeper than when you do it. it’s heavenly. 

armin adjusts his position, accidently curling his fingers inside you. “oh!”, you cover your mouth to hold a gasp as he hits a sensitive spot. you’ve never been able to reach that spot yourself before. the brief contact had you wanting more. armin starts to apologize, fearing that he hurt you in some way. he starts to retract his hand, but you grab his wrist, needing more of that magical feeling.  “again, again! please!”, you chant. it takes him a moment to comply, but when he does he has you seeing stars almost immediately. you let out a groan as your eyes flutter closed, lost in the feeling.

“like that?”, he asks, curiously. you can’t even utter a response. he hums, continuously stimulating you. your hips grind into his hand as he strokes your g spot over and over with his fingertips. no one has ever made you feel this good in such a short time. as inexperienced as armin is, he definitely learns fast. 

your moans are becoming embarrassingly loud. you grab a pillow from beside you and place it over your mouth, muffling the lewd noises escaping you. your abs begin to tense up as armin continues his actions. 

“hey” armin pouts at you. he doesn’t want you to cover your face. he doesn’t mind your volume- it’s a compliment. he likes hearing you be so weak for him. and selfishly, he enjoys watching you fail to compose yourself. it would be a shame to hide such a pretty face like yours. 

armin reaches up with his free hand to toss the pillow aside. “i want to see you” he commands softly. you hold back a sob as you nod. 

with that, armin speeds up his pace, bullying your g spot. ““armin!”, you cry out. his dick jumps in his boxers. he’d do almost anything to hear you call out his name like that again. the boy’s arm is burning from his repeated actions, but he doesn’t dare stop. he wants- needs- to make you feel good, just like all the times you’ve selflessly done for him. 

your back arches and toes start to curl as his fingers fuck you so good. you squeeze your eyes shut as the feeling of your orgasm starts to take over. “fuck, i-i’m-”, your brain is too fuzzy to utter a complete thought. everything almost fades away as you just feel immense pleasure. you chant armin’s name as you finally reach your peak, legs shaking as he works you through it. 

armin gradually slows his pace until he’s at a complete stop. he takes a moment to watch you come back from your orgasm, admiring how peaceful you look, how heavily you’re breathing and how your legs are still slightly trembling. he knows he did well. and he’s grateful you allowed him to pleasure you. 

when you finally come-to, you catch armin sucking on the tip of his middle finger, tasting you. his face immediately turns pink as he smiles, sheepishly. 

“sorry”, he says as does the same to his ring finger. “couldn’t help myself”.

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>>ch 8

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insatiable: chapter 6

summary: armin can’t pleasure himself as well as you can

warning: sinning, sub!armin, mentions of a handjob, sacrilege, moaning, begging, humping, crying, virgin!armin, corruption kink, innocence kink, mentions of the bible, cum, overstimulation <<ch 5

word count: 1.6k

midterms were just as brutal as they always were. armin spent the entire week studying, going to his professors’ office hours, making study guides… he didn’t even have time to see you outside of class. he felt guilty about that, but you assured him that his studies were more important. armin knew you were right, but a part of him wished you were a bit selfish and forced your way into his schedule. he missed your cuddles and soft kisses.

he hasn’t been able to relieve his stress since the beginning of the week. he wishes you were here to rub his shoulders again. on top of not being able to relax, armin has been extremely horny. he’s caught himself lost in the thought of past encounters multiple times when he should’ve been focusing. 

luckily for him it’s friday night, meaning midterms week is a thing of the past. as much as he wishes he can be laying in the bed with you and watching a movie, you’re out enjoying the weekend. mikasa wanted to take you out and get drunk with you and your mutual friends. almost everyone is out enjoying themselves, except for armin. 

he’d much rather be in the comfort of his own room than surrounded by drunk college students. armin is already regretting declining your invitation. drinking isn’t his thing, but he would’ve at least been with you for the first time in days. the one thing armin is holding onto is the fact that you’re coming over later tonight. you’ve already texted him that your friend is dropping you off before she goes home. although it’ll still be a few hours before that happens, armin is excited to see you. all he wants to do is be around you and hold you, hug you, kiss you…his thoughts start to turn into something sinful. he wants to experience the high he felt the other day. he wants to hear himself chant your name and for you to praise him over and over until he can’t think straight. but you’re out with your friends and armin doesn’t want to disturb you. 

he lays on his bed and stares up at the ceiling. for the first time in his life he wonders what it’s like to pleasure himself. up until recently, armin’s pure thoughts have turned sinful. on one hand he feels ashamed to be thinking of you in a sexual way, but on the other hand he knows its normal for people to think about sex often. he shouldn’t feel bad about a natural, human desire. armin thinks he owes himself at least one masturbation session, since he never gave himself that luxury before. he’s not sure if he’ll do it right, but if he copies your actions from the other day he’s sure it’ll feel nice. what armin isn’t sure about, though, is if pleasuring himself will feel as heavenly as when you did it or if he will even finish.

armin shakes his head. he shouldn’t be thinking of things like this. he’s a good boy. 

instead of giving himself the pleasure he’s fiending for, armin sits up and decides to take notes on his next bible passage. he’s confident that it will rid his mind of these inappropriate thoughts. his bible has, without fail, been the one constant in his life that has always made him feel better. no matter the situation, he’s always been able to rely on his faith to get him through tough times. the action does help take his mind off of the naughty fantasies from earlier. and he’s almost completely gotten rid of his hard-on. almost. 

your name pops up on his screen as he receives a few messages from you. 

“can’t wait to see you tonight &lt;;3”

“i miss you, baby. i wish you were here”

“can we have some fun later?”

armin’s boxers tighten up at the last text, journaling quickly forgotten about. he responds, telling you he misses you too and that you’ll have fun if you aren’t too drunk, before tossing his book away from him. his plan failed miserably. now that you’ve invaded his mind, armin can’t possibly focus on his reading. usually his passages clear all negative thoughts from his mind, but at the moment it makes him feel dirty. he feels like the ultimate sinner. 

the tent in his boxers is making it hard to think straight. he lets out a soft sigh. armin wants nothing more than for you to come over and take care of him. but that isn’t an option right now. he thinks about taking a nap to forget about the sinful thoughts, but he abandons the idea. nothing is going to make him feel better other than helping himself. 

armin turns to lay on his stomach. he can’t bring himself to touch his own member. it feels wrong. it’s his own, of course, but armin feels like it’s reserved for your touch only. he’ll feel guilty if he touches what’s yours without permission. he holds onto the edge of the mattress and slowly starts to wiggle his hips. he sighs at the first bit of pleasure he feels. the pressure between his body and the mattress is enough to make him feel good already. but he won’t be able to cum from just this. he needs more.

 armin bites his lip as he speeds up his actions. he allows his mind to wander and pretends he’s humping you instead of the soft bed beneath him. he can see your pretty face and hear your encouraging voice, instructing him to increase his pace. so he obeys. his fists ball up the fitted sheet until it springs from the edges of the mattress. his hairline is already damp. he feels like an animal. but the stimulation is too good to stop. armin humps the bed desperately. he adjusts his hips so his tip rubs in just the right spot. his eyes are squeezed shut as he tries to make himself cum. but it’s still not enough. his breathing is labored due to him digging his head into his pillow to muffle his whimpers and groans of frustration. a part of him regrets giving into temptation. more than anything wants to be satisfied. he won’t be able to stop thinking about you until you come over and put his suffering to an end. tears start to flow down his cheeks. 

he was right- it doesn’t feel as good as when you touch him.

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it’s not long before armin decides to give up torturing himself. his body made it very clear to him that you are the only one that can satisfy his needs. and he needs you so badly right now. which is why he can’t stop himself from frantically searching through his contact list for your name. he holds his phone by his ear while his free hand wipes away pesky tears that continue to fall. 

“hi, i’m sorry i’m distracting you from your friends”, he starts after you answer on the second ring. he’s immediately regretting calling you. he wants you to have a great time, he really does. you deserve it after a long, hard week. he was too selfish to wait for you and now he feels horrible. 

“i did something bad”, he admits. armin feels the guilt of his actions weighing heavily on him now. your brows furrow at his words. you’re tipsy, but still able to hold a conversation. his sentence makes you grow worried. 

“it’s okay, baby. you can tell me”. your voice is encouraging, not wanting to scare him off. you’ve built a lot of trust with him and have stayed patient throughout your relatively new relationship. you’re not going to lose your head now. armin hiccups as he attempts to get his sentence out. 

“i just miss you… and have been thinking about you and… i might have tried to…”. armin can’t bring himself to say “masturbate” out loud. he’s embarrassed. he doesn’t want you to judge him. or worse, be mad at him for attempting to do that without you. 

armin’s cheeks heat up as you laugh lightheartedly at his confession. you’re not trying to mock him. it’s both adorable and hot that he called you after failing to satisfy himself. 

“can’t get off unless i’m the one touching you, hm?”, you coo. he shakes his head. you can hear the frustration through the phone. 

“dont worry, angel. i’ll be over soon”, you assure him. 

armin whimpers. he knows you’re going to drain him. and that’s exactly what you do. 

armin is left twitching, gasping and begging for you. 

upon entering armin’s room you give him a passionate kiss while slipping a hand into his boxers, wasting no time. he sounded so desperate for a release over the phone and you plan on helping him out as fast as you can. he moans against your lips, letting you take control over his body. you respect armin’s wishes not to do anything further since you had been drinking so you don’t go further than a handjob, but it’s the best handjob of armin’s life. far better than what he can do if he really tried. 

you make him cum over and over until he can barely function. all he can do is moan at your actions. there’s no particular reason for you making him release again and again other than to satisfy him completely. and admittedly, you love the power you feel watching him grow weaker for you. it turns you on to seeing him writhe beneath your touch. and you don’t stop until armin’s bed is left a sticky mess. 

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insatiable: chapter five

summary: after you attend sunday service with armin you give him some service of your own

warning: reader attending church, mentions of god, sinning and the bible, sub!armin, mention of a blowjob, praise kink, sacreligion, fondling, hickies, moaning, begging, mentions of armin’s size, mentions of armin being a virgin, innocence kink, corruption kink, handjob, cum <<; ch 4

word count: 3.2k

after you leave armin makes sure to take a cold shower and reads his bible until he falls asleep. he’s noticed that his thoughts are slightly impure now when it comes to you. he’s never been one to think of sexual acts regularly, but lately it’s been on his mind a lot. while armin isn’t feeling guilty about any of the activities he’s engaging in with you, he just feels like his mind needs to be cleansed of the thoughts that enter his brain while you’re around. he never used to think about what it would be like to touch you under your shirt or trail kisses down your stomach or even make you feel as good as you make him feel. he has yet to reciprocate the actions you’ve taken to make him feel good, which he does feel guilty about. he doesn’t want you to think he’s using you for your services. 

armin knows it’s a sin to have sex before marriage and that he’ll be damned to hell if he engages in such an act. eternal damnation scares armin. he knows his parents are in heaven and that his grandfather will join them once it’s his time to pass. he worries about not seeing the pearly gates he’s read about. he wants to enjoy the blissful afterlife in the sky with his loved ones. fortunately armin hasn’t technically broken that sacred rule. yes, he’s engaged in simple touching, but hardly anything else. he’s not sure he can call himself a sinner just yet. he admits that he’s been having an inner battle with himself between following his faith and how he feels about you. armin frees the thoughts from his head. he doesn’t want to think about that right now. besides, it’s sunday and it’s almost time to leave for church. 

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insatiable - chapter four

summary: armin is in desperate need of a distraction from his upcoming assignment. good thing you’re around to help him relax

warning: description of french kissing, humping, sex, choking, mentions of sub armin. << ch 3

word count: 1.7k 

since your initial visit to armin’s place he’s invited you over almost every day this week. he’s still shy around you, letting you take the lead in every interaction, but he's starting to open up more and more. he’s even asked you to officially be his girlfriend, which you eagerly accepted. most days spent with him involve kissing, cuddling, watching movies, talking about each other’s day and more kissing. sometimes he invites you over just for you to keep him company. he enjoys when you’re around. 

you lay on armin’s bed scrolling through your phone while armin sits at his desk, quickly typing away. he has a report due in a few days, but he wants to get it out of the way so he can maximize his time with you. since he’s an honors student, armin’s assignments are much more intense than yours. he often stays up late the days you’re in your own dorm to complete them. 

armin runs a hand through his hair and sighs as he reads his paper over again. he’s becoming frustrated since he’s struggling to meet the minimum page length requirement. your ears catch the sound and you look up at him. his shoulders are hunched over as he works on his laptop. his eyes are strained from looking at the screen, but he pushes through it. you know armin takes his studies seriously. you’ve mentioned before that it’s okay to take breaks from assignments when needed and come back to them later. as much as armin would like to do that, he’s the type of person who likes to finish tasks in one sitting. he doesn’t like to have work looming over him. 

insatiable - chapter three

summary: armin gets more than he anticipates when he invites you over to his apartment

warning: fluff, one mention of reader being female, description of armin’s first kiss, an overly excited armin leads to angst at the end

a/n: i’m going to make a masterlist filled of all the fics i’ve written so far. in the meantime if you click the tag “ #levisjinchuriki ” everything should pop up there :) 

word count: 3.0k. <<ch 2

sunday starts off slow. you sleep most of the morning, thankful that you have no real responsibilities until tomorrow. it’s almost 11 when you finally get up to start your day. your dorm is apartment style- on the plus side you save money by not having to eat out everyday, but you do have to share your bedroom. after washing up you go to the kitchen to make breakfast for you and mikasa. your eyes occasionally glance at the flowers armin had gotten you the other night. they stand tall in a vase on the window sill. you’ve never received a bouquet before, it’s only natural for you to want to show them off. 

mikasa enters the kitchen soon after you finish preparing your shared meal. she thanks you as she takes your plates to the table so you can eat together. she’s made sure to change out of her pajamas, ready for eren to come over soon. he’s practically a third roommate since he’s over so often. mikasa asks if you have any plans today. you usually don’t do anything on the weekends, wanting to maximize the amount of time you have relaxing. just as you’re about to answer your phone buzzes beside you. 

incoming email from armin arlert.