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#stop what i'm doing to point at the screen n make high-pitched silly noises tHAT'S THE KITTYYY HAIII :3
greenscreen-dress · 29 days
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Happy dunmeshi episode day where's kity where's the daughter does she get a voice line today. Please 🥺
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yuedama · 3 years
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zoom misadventures
dom!armin x f!reader
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synopsis : teasing armin proved to have more dire consequences than you thought.
or, sex with armin while attending a zoom class.
content : nsfw, unprotected sex (don't be silly, wrap your willy!), degradation, teensy bit of exhibitionism, creampie, overstimulation
notes : every time i see armin i either wanna engulf him in a tight hug or go feral; no in between. also, i haven't proofread this cos m too tired and my brain is literally fried as fuck pls forgive me for any typos π﹏π
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the sound of your professor's voice fell upon deaf ears as you sat on armin's lap, stuffed full of his cock. your concentration was on anything but the lecture, mind foggy and unable to form a coherent thought, the only one occupying it being armin.
it had been a bad idea to tease him during one of his classes, crawling between his knees and giving him kitty licks, running your tongue on the underside of his shaft and cupping his balls as he recited like the good model student he was. damn bastard didn't even miss a beat in his explanation. despite how much you gagged on his cock and how much your eyes watered, he let out no reaction aside from gripping your hair harshly.
“ms. y/n are you there?” the question barely registered in your mind, you could only gape at your screen, unable to mutter a response.
“answer his question, slut,” armin mutters in your ear after a harsh thrust, the force of his hips upwards causing you to grip the edges of your table til your knuckles turned white.
“i'm here, sir!” you replied, the pitch of your voice high due to the frustration, fingers shaking as it hovered over the keys. an exasperated gasp left your lips once you've muted the mic. god, you just wanted this to be over.
armin had been sheathed inside you the whole duration of your class, yet he made little to no effort to give you the satisfaction you badly craved, only sitting back and letting his cock pulsate against your walls. he was rock hard, you could tell, no feel him inside you, and it frustrated you to no end just how much self-control the blonde had.
while it seemed like you were about to lose it as the only thing you could do was grip his length and let your juices coat him, he seemed to break no sweat in staying inside you with no movement. perhaps you could blame your sensitivity on the previous orgasm you had on his tongue.
“well, you don't seem very much present today, is everything alright?” the idle questions only seemed to be nagging at this point. “we can't see you either.”
shit. you quickly thought of an excuse to brush off his comment, though armin only gave you a chuckle at your predicament, watching you with hooded eyes as he leaned back on the chair, causing his hips to move a bit.
“i-i'm good, sir. must be technical d-difficulties.”
the middle aged man seemed to buy your excuse and proceeded with his lesson; you could only cross your fingers and hope he doesn't bother you anymore.
“not only are you a dirty slut, but you're also a liar,” armin seethed into your ear, his grip on your hips tightening, most likely to leave bruises later on. “why don't you tell them how much of a whore you are, all desperate and needy for my dick.”
“n-no way,” you panted out as you squirmed on his thighs.
armin scoffed and started rolling his hips, just enough for you to feel the slow dragging of his member inside you. “what do you think they'll think when they see you right now.”
“h-hng...” your voice quivered in fear of that happening, eyes widening as the worst case scenarios played in your head— the fluttering of your walls around him betrayed you however. “they'll think of how i'm a-a slut.”
he was satisfied with your answer, pride swelling in his chest at what you had said. lithe fingers found its way to your chin and turned your head towards him, making your eyes meet his pust glazed cerulean ones. “well, aren't you?”
another harsh thrust. armin couldn't get enough of the whimpers and wails you let out at his teasing. he loved how you sat there and waited for what he was about to give you, merely looking at him with glossy eyes in hopes of getting what you so badly craved for.
“aren't you my slut?” armin stared at you expectantly, starting to pick up a pace as he thrusted into you.
“yes, armin, i'm your slut,” you cried out, though his grip on your cheek forced you to open your mouth and slur your words slightly. you could feel your impending orgasm starting to build up, every delicious grind of his hips only bringing you closer.
sobs left your lips as you finally felt your release washing over you, the sensation making you quiver on top of him, though armin was far from done. the blonde snickered at your state, though he soon lost his own composure as he rutted into you faster, setting an animalistic pace as he neared his high.
“a-ah fuck, i'm near—”
his lips met yours in a hungry kiss, teeth clashing and drool spilling down the corners of your lips. the sound of your walls squelching around him pushed him further, til he released his seed insde you, driving you delirious for you could feel another orgasm coming. you shuddered at the warmth, walls pulsing around armin as he stopped.
you opened your lips to speak, plead, but his fingers were quick to find your erect bud and roll it around his fingers. your toes immediately curled at the stimulation, and soon he began thrusting his once again hard cock into you.
you were a dripping mess, both of your fluids running down your thighs, you could only babble at how good you felt, though you weren't too sure yourself what you were saying anymore. your nails clawed at his arms to ground yourself, proving to do very little as your mind turned to mush. ragged breaths echoed in the room along with lewd noises of his length filling you repeatedly.
having had your priorities set straight, it was safe to say classes for the day had been forgotten about.
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