armin arlert. “not a myth.”
yes, she exists.
no, he’s not lying.
→ black!f reader | fluff | married au
a/n: i hope you loved it @sumikokamado14
armin for a long time has been trying to prove that you are in-fact his wife, for some reason no one believes that you guys are actually married in fact they don’t even believe you exist. this all started when one of his co-workers noticed the picture frame on his desk.
armin arlert. “smart mouth, smarter hands.” yep.
your brain? wandering. his? already undressing you.
→ black!f reader | smut | library date au |
you don’t even know why you’re in the library again.
oh right. because your boyfriend decided it would be a “good idea” to get a head start on studying for end of term.
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🎬 welcome back to solè’s bar 🎬
tonight’s special: armin, soft boy turned menace.
→ armin arlert x black!reader
→ smut| modern au| armin being nasty asf
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you and armin are supposed to be watching a movie.
keyword: supposed to be.
but right now? you’ve got something way more important going on.
🌲 welcome back to solè’s bar🌲
tonight’s special: armin arlert, a secluded cabin, & steam rising from the hot tub.
→ armin x black!reader | smut | modern au | mountain getaway, hot tub teasing, wine, and no distractions
→ tags: dry humping, riding, dirty talk,armin obsessed with youuuuu (as he should)
a/n: I’M BACK GUYSSS
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the hot tub was bubbling, steam curling into the night air, and you were curled up beside him, arms brushing, legs tangled under the water. skin slick and warm. but the truth? neither of you had been able to keep your hands to yourselves since check-in.
his lips found your jaw again, lazy and soft. you giggled, pushing at his chest just a little.
“armin…”
he only smiled, kissed your lips once, then again. slow and sweet. like he couldn’t help it.
“i’m gonna pour us some wine,” he murmured against your mouth.
he stood, grabbed the bottle from the edge of the tub, and filled both glasses without rushing. he handed you yours with a small smile.
“thank you,” you whispered, already taking a sip.
your eyes lit up. “ouuu this one is good…”
he took a sip too, nodding. “yeah… but i think you taste better.”
“armin!” you laughed, swatting at him.
he grinned, leaning in again, voice low in your ear.
“what? am i lying?”
his lips grazed your skin.
“are you tipsy already?”
“no,” he whispered. “i’m just telling you the truth.”
you roll your eyes at him, cheeks warm, heart full.
“we really needed this, honestly.”
your voice was soft, floating between you two like the steam curling around your shoulders.
“yeah,” he nods, eyes steady on yours. “we needed to get away for a bit.”
his hand brushes over your thigh under the water, thumb smoothing over skin like it belonged there.
“and i’m so glad i’m here with you.”
he leans in and kisses you again, sweet and slow. lips warm.
“i love you,” he whispers against your mouth.
you smile as you kiss him back, whispering, “and i love you.”
your fingers slide into his hair, gentle, like you can’t stop touching him either.
he looks at you like he’s never seen anything so beautiful.
“i wanna spend the rest of my life with you,” he murmurs.
you don’t even have time to respond—his lips are on yours again, this time deeper, messier. it builds fast. his hands grip your waist. your mouths move like you’ve been starving, kissing through little gasps, breath hitching.
you end up straddling him, water sloshing softly against your hips as you move. your arms loop around his neck. your chest presses to his. you start grinding into him slow, feeling him throb beneath you, hard and thick even through his swim trunks.
“baby…” armin whimpers against your mouth, voice already breaking. he’s so sensitive, so reactive. you roll your hips again and feel him twitch under you. your clit slides right over him, the pressure making your thighs tremble.
you kiss him harder, moaning into his mouth as you keep grinding down, slow and deep. your nails dig into his shoulders. the water rocks with your motion, splashing softly at the edges of the tub.
your clit pulses, throbbing as the friction sends heat racing through you. your eyes roll back.
“fuck… feels so good…” you whisper, barely able to get the words out.
you’re dripping, swollen, soaked in every way. every slow grind sends another wave of pleasure rolling through you. you moan again, higher, breathier—your hips stuttering as your orgasm crashes over you.
you cum on him, shaking, breath catching, body arching just a little as your moans spill into his mouth. you don’t stop kissing him. it’s messy. desperate. all teeth and tongue and breathless whimpers.
you’re still trembling in his lap, and armin’s just holding you, stroking your back, breathing like he’s about to lose it too.
“baby, i need you so bad,” armin’s voice is all husky and rough, like he’s been holding back forever. his eyes locked on you, all dark and needy. “you don’t even know how much.”
you bite your lip, feeling that heat bubbling up inside your chest. “yeah?” you say slow, teasing, reaching between you both.
your hand slides under the waistband of his swim trunks, pulling them down nice and slow, giving him that little show. your palm wraps around his cock hard, thick, and dripping wet.
he whines low, eyes half-closed, watching you like you’re the only thing that matters. “fuck, you feel so good already.”
you stroke him slow, making his hips jerk into your hand. “baby,” he groans, voice breaking, “please.”
you slide your bikini bottoms to the side just a bit, letting him see you. heart racing, you drag the tip of him over your clit, biting your lip so you don’t moan.
“damn, you’re so wet for me,” armin breathes, voice low, lips brushing your ear. “you always get me like this.”
you lean in, kissing his jaw, then his neck, your tongue flicking over that spot that makes him shiver. “i wanna feel all of you,” you whisper.
slowly, you push him inside, inch by inch, savoring the stretch and heat. the water moves soft around you as you press close.
“fuck,” you both moan, breath catching, feeling everything so damn good.
you grip his shoulders tight, sinking down to adjust.
armin’s hands find your ass, grabbing firm and warm, pulling you closer as you start moving. just slow at first, rocking your hips, waking up that fire.
“god, you feel so good,” you whisper, eyes closing.
he leans in, crashing his lips onto yours hungry and hard. tongues dance, moans muffled between you. his hands knead your hips, pulling you close while you bounce.
“you’re mine,” he growls between kisses, “so damn wet for me.”
“only you, baby,” you pant, grinding harder, feeling every inch.
your hand slides back down, rubbing your clit in tight circles, breath hitching, hips rolling.
“armin,” you moan, voice thick, “i’m close…”
he groans, thrusting faster, fingers digging into your skin.
“come for me, baby,” he whispers in your ear, voice broken, “let me feel you.”
your stomach twists, the knot snaps, your body shaking, moaning his name as you ride it out.
armin shudders, thrusting deep and messy, panting, “fuck, you’re so good. gonna come too…”
he cums hard inside you, hips jerking, whispering your name every time.
you hold him close, breathless, skin slick with sweat and water.
after a minute, you giggle, lips brushing his in a slow messy kiss.
“you’re crazy,” you murmur, fingers tracing his jaw.
“only for you,” he grins, pulling you in tight.
then—knock knock.
“oh shit, the food,” armin laughs, voice still thick.
“we better clean up,” you say, laughing, grabbing a towel.
door opens, delivery person smiles, food bags in hand.
armin grabs the bags, eyes on you. “let’s eat… then round two?”
you grin, wrapping your arms around him, already knowing exactly what’s coming next.
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tonight’s special: armin arlert — date night, dirty thoughts & a love so sweet
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→ armin x black!reader
→ smut | modern au | reader being a menace and armin trying to keep it together
→ tags: f!reader, fingering, rose toy, soft dom!armin, unprotected sex, creampie, praise kink
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you and armin had been in a relationship for over a year now. y’all always made time for date nights no matter how busy, how tired, how chaotic the week was. tonight was one of those nights.
you were finishing the last touches on your hair, when your phone lit up.
armin’s here.
you smile a little, grabbing your purse and heading to the door. when you open it, there he is.
armin’s standing there, looking all soft and fine in that cream sweater you like on him, holding a big bouquet of roses like it’s still the first date. his cheeks are already tinted pink.
“you look… wow.” his voice is low, kinda breathless. “you look beautiful, baby.”
he leans in to kiss you, slow and sweet, and then steps back, biting back a grin as he does a little motion with his finger. “spin for me?”
you do, turning around so he can see the back of your dress and he definitely takes his time. his eyes are all over you, trailing from the arch of your back to the curve of your hips. he licks his lips.
“you like it?” you ask, teasing a little.
he nods, dazed. “i love it. like… you look so good, it’s kinda illegal.”
you laugh, and he’s still looking at you like he’s trying to remember how to breathe.
“come on,” he says finally, grabbing your hand. “let’s go before i forget what i was even here for.”
y’all walk to the car, fingers intertwined. his thumb’s brushing over your hand the whole way, like he can’t stop touching you even for a second. he opens the passenger door for you like the gentleman he is just before you slide in, he leans in and gives your ass a playful lil slap.
you glance over your shoulder with a raised brow and a smirk. “you bold now?”
he just smiles, a little pink in the cheeks already. “had to.”
you sit, crossing your legs slow just to be cute, and he jogs around to the driver’s side, getting in and starting the car. music kicks on, the playlist y’all always argue over but secretly love. it’s one of your songs, something with a beat y’all both know word for word, and by the second chorus, you’re singing to each other, laughing between lines. his hand finds your thigh like it always does, warm and steady.
at the red light, he turns his head, eyes low.
“gimme a kiss.”
you lean in, giving him a soft peck, but he’s not done. his hand comes up, fingers curling gently around your neck as he pulls you back in, kissing you deeper this time. he’s still shy about it still not used to the way you make him feel like his heart’s doing backflips.
you finally pull back, lips a little glossy. “damn,” you whisper, just to mess with him.
he swallows hard, hands tightening on the wheel as he turns back to the road.
you get to the restaurant it’s a rooftop spot with pretty lights and flowers everywhere, candles on every table. armin gets out first, opens your door for you, takes your hand like you’re made of glass. he pulls out your chair when you get to the table, tucks you in before sitting across from you.
you’re scrolling through the menu when he sets his down, trying to focus.
“hm,” you say, tilting your head. “i don’t see you on the menu though.”
he chokes. literally chokes. glances up at you with wide eyes, red spreading across his cheeks to the tips of his ears.
“b-baby…”
you wink at him. “what? i’m just saying. i’d eat you up, respectfully.”
he’s silent, blinking slow like he’s buffering.
the waiter comes back just in time to save him, asking if y’all are ready to order.
the waiter takes your orders and walks away, and y’all settle in, soft music playing in the background. armin starts talking, sweet and casual he’s telling you about work, some project he’s excited about, but honestly… you’re not hearing a damn thing.
because why is he sitting across from you looking like that?
his hair’s just a little messy from the wind, those soft blond strands falling over his forehead, and you swear every time he brushes them back with those veiny ass hands, your brain goes static. and those eyes?? tyou feel like you’re being spiritually attacked. his lashes are too long. his lips are too pink. and his arms?? the way the sleeves of his button-down are rolled just enough to show the muscle?? the little vein on his forearm that pops when he moves his wrist?? you’re losing it.
you blink slow, biting your lip, gaze dropping to his hands again. they’re so nice. big and clean, the knuckles a little red like he’s been working. they look strong. like they could hold you down, stretch you out
ugh. god. you just know they’d feel so good fisted in your hair, or pressed flat on your—
“baby, are you listening?”
you blink fast, eyes wide as your head snaps up.
“mhm.”
your voice comes out all soft and breathy, your bottom lip caught between your teeth.
he pauses, blinking at you like he’s trying to figure out what just happened. “…you okay?”
you nod fast, but you’re still staring, and now he’s the one blushing. his voice trips on the next sentence, stuttering all over his words as he fumbles with the napkin in his lap.
the food comes just in time to save you both. you dig in, laughing a little when he offers you a bite of his dish, and you do the same. it’s cute again. cozy. but he keeps looking at you from across the table like he knows what you were thinking about.
and you do not deny it.
you guys decide to get dessert something sweet to end the night. you order a brownie with ice cream, because of course you do, and it comes out still warm, the ice cream already starting to melt and drip over the sides.
“you’re not gonna share?” armin teases, raising an eyebrow.
you just smile at him, taking a slow bite, your eyes locked on his. “you can have some,” you say, voice innocent but the way you suck the spoon clean says otherwise.
he tries not to visibly react. tries.
you scoop up another bite, a little bit of the ice cream catching on the side of your bottom lip. you don’t say a word you just swipe it off with your finger, slow, and pop your finger in your mouth to suck it clean. eyes on him the entire time. armin freezes.
you tilt your head. “what?” you say, like you didn’t just ruin his entire night with one motion.
“nothing,” he says, voice tight, reaching for his water like it’s holy. he clears his throat, cheeks pink.
when the bill comes, he pays quick. you both thank the staff, and the walk to the car is quiet but it’s not awkward. it’s heavy. the kind of silence that makes your skin buzz. his hand is on your lower back as he opens the car door for you, and you feel the way his fingers linger just a little too long. you look at him as you sit down, and he looks back at you like he’s holding something in.
the drive back to his place is filled with soft music, streetlights passing, and tension so thick it’s nearly suffocating. his hand rests on your thigh again, warm and a little tighter than before. you don’t speak. you don’t have to. you just slide your hand over his, fingers curling gently.
by the time he parks, you’re already leaning in. he barely unlocks the front door before your lips are on his. it’s messy, heated, your fingers in his hair, his hands on your waist pulling you in like he’s starved. he fumbles with the lock, laughing under his breath when the door finally opens.
but the second it closes behind you, it’s on.
your back hits the wall, his mouth is on your neck, and you’re gasping.
“been thinking about you all night,” he mumbles, voice breathless. “you drive me crazy.”
you smile against his lips. “yeah?”
he laughs again, just a soft sound into your skin, then lifts you up like it’s nothing.
you wrap your legs around his waist, holding on, eyes locked on his.
“what?” you whisper.
he shakes his head, gaze flickering between your eyes and lips.
“you’re just so damn pretty.”
he carries you to the bedroom like you weigh nothing, like you belong there his arms wrapped around you tight, careful but firm. he lays you down slowly, his lips finding yours again, soft and patient this time. he takes his time unzipping your dress, eyes flickering down your body like he’s committing it to memory.
“you’re so beautiful,” he whispers, kissing down your neck, down your collarbone. “every time i see you… it hits me all over again.”
you bite your lip, cheeks warm. your dress slips off your body, pooling at your waist before he gently tugs it all the way off. his fingers slide down your sides, then lower, rubbing slow circles over your panties. the pressure makes you whine, legs twitching under his touch.
but before you can even get the words out armin he rips them.
“armin!” you gasp, staring at him wide-eyed.
he just shrugs, mouth curved into that quiet, mischievous smile of his.
“they were in the way,” he says softly, eyes sparkling.
your legs are already spread for him when he leans over to kiss your thigh. and then you see it.
he reaches over to the nightstand, pulls out the small, pink rose toy, and your eyes narrow.
“oh, so this is what we’re doing tonight?”
he nods, positioning himself between your thighs. “mhm. lay back, hold your thighs for me, baby.”
you do as you’re told, arms wrapping under your knees, thighs pushed up just right. and then the toy touches your clit light, teasing and your breath catches.
“armin—”
“shh, i got you,” he murmurs, kissing your inner thigh. “just let go. let me take care of you.”
the toy moves in small circles, and your hips twitch up, needing more. he watches you unravel, biting his lip when your moans start slipping out without control. he talks you through it whispers in your ear as the rose works its magic.
“that feel good, baby?”
“you’re so pretty like this, all laid out f’me.”
“you close? yeah? go ahead, angel. cum for me.”
and you do. hard. your whole body shakes, thighs trembling, fingers gripping tight around your legs as the pleasure washes over you. he presses kisses up your stomach, onto your chest, holding you until the waves pass.
and then he climbs up onto the bed.
“you okay?” he asks, brushing your hair back from your face.
you nod, eyes hazy. “i love you.”
he smiles, leaning down to kiss you again.
“i love you more.”
he kisses you so sweet you almost forget how hard his cock is pressed against your thigh. almost.
his hands are everywhere one cupping your cheek, thumb brushing your bottom lip while the other trails down your stomach. he pulls away from the kiss just to look at you.
“i’ve been thinking about this all night,” he whispers. “you don’t even know what you do to me.”
you gasp as his fingers dip between your thighs again, sliding through your slick, teasing you with how slow he moves. he bites his lip watching you squirm, then pulls his fingers away and sucks them clean, moaning like you’re his favorite dessert.
“so fucking sweet.”
he shifts back just enough to kneel between your legs, cock resting heavy in his palm. he strokes himself slow, watching your eyes drop to it thick, flushed, leaking at the tip.
“you want it, baby?” he asks, voice low and sweet and filthy.
you nod, biting your lip.
“say it.”
“i want it, armin. please.”
he smirks, the tiniest tilt of his lips, then leans forward and starts rubbing the tip of his cock through your folds. up, down, slow circles around your clit that make your hips jerk.
“you’re so wet,” he murmurs. “fuck you hear that?”
the sound is nasty. slick, hot, soaked. he drags the head of his cock through it again, pressing right against your entrance without going in. just teasing. just watching you fall apart before he even gives you anything.
he taps the tip against your pussy, lets it glide between your lips, then slaps it just once and you gasp, legs twitching.
“you ready?” he asks, breathing a little heavier now.
“mhm.”
he pushes in slow. so slow you whine, trying to rock your hips to meet him. but he holds your waist down, control all his, dragging it out so you feel every inch.
“oh, fuck,” he groans when he bottoms out. his voice shakes. “you’re so tight shit, i’m not gonna last.”
he pauses there, just buried deep in your heat, trying to catch his breath. your walls flutter around him and he moans again, head dropping to your shoulder.
“you feel like heaven, baby.”
he pulls out halfway and thrusts back inslow, deliberate. your mouth drops open.
he keeps that pace at first, just savoring it. deep, steady strokes that have your toes curling, his name slipping out between moans. he watches your face, eyes half-lidded, breathless.
“look at me,” he whispers. “don’t look away. i wanna see you fall apart.”
he speeds up just a little, hips slapping against yours, one hand gripping your waist while the other finds your clit. he rubs it in soft, slow circles, matching the rhythm of his thrusts.
he speeds up just a little, hips slapping against yours, one hand gripping your waist while the other finds your clit. he rubs it in soft, slow circles, matching the rhythm of his thrusts.
your back arches under him, a gasp spilling from your lips as the pressure builds so fast it almost scares you. his thumb stays right there, gentle but steady, as his hips rock deeper like he’s memorizing the shape of you from the inside.
“you’re so good,” he breathes out, like he can’t believe it. “feels so good, baby i can feel you gripping me.”
your eyes flutter, mouth falling open. he watches the way your lashes tremble, the way your thighs start to shake. you can’t even speak, just soft moans and broken whimpers as he rolls his hips into yours like he’s trying to melt into you.
“look at you,” he murmurs, voice full of awe. “you’re so perfect like this.”
his fingers on your clit pick up just the slightest bit of speed, just enough to make your body jolt. your legs try to close around him, overwhelmed by the sensation, but he presses them back open, wide for him.
“no, no keep ‘em open,” he pants, breath hot against your cheek. “lemme see all of you. lemme see how pretty you look when i’m making you cum.”
your hand grips the sheets, knuckles white. his thrusts get a little deeper, a little rougher, but still full of that aching care, like every stroke is a confession. his cock drags against that spot inside you again and again until your whole body tenses.
you moan his name, nearly a cry, and he leans down to kiss you soft and slow while your world unravels.
“that’s it,” he whispers against your lips, not stopping. “you’re doing so good for me. come on, let go, baby i got you.”
“you’re so beautiful,” he says. “you make me feel so fuck so good. i love you. i love you so much.”
your hands claw at his back, nails digging in as he grinds into you deeper.
“you’re gonna make me cum, armin,” you cry out.
“yeah?” his voice is all breathy moans now. “cum for me, baby. i wanna feel it. wanna feel you squeeze me.”
you fall apart with his name on your lips, body shaking as your orgasm crashes over you. your pussy clenches around him so tight his rhythm stutters, a desperate moan tearing from his throat.
“oh—i’m cumming—fuck—”
he slams in one last time and holds you close as he spills inside, hips twitching through every pulse. he groans deep into your neck, voice cracked, breath hot against your skin.
he stays there, buried in you, catching his breath while he whispers, “i love you. i wanna give you everything.”
you just hum, too fucked out to speak, body limp and warm as he kisses your forehead.
your body trembles as the waves of your orgasm fade, muscles soft and spent beneath him. he slows his hips, kissing your cheek, your jaw, your lips whispering sweet little “i love you”s between each one.
he’s gentle pulling out of you, careful not to startle your overstimulated body. you whimper just a little, and he hushes you with another kiss.
“shh, i got you,” he murmurs.
he grabs a warm cloth from the bathroom, coming back to clean you up with soft, soothing touches. you flinch once from how sensitive you are, but he kisses your thigh, an apology resting right there in his eyes.
“still with me?” he asks with a half-smile, brushing your hair back from your forehead.
you nod, hazy and blissed out, letting him pull the covers back and tuck you into bed. he slides in beside you, chest bare and warm, and pulls you right into him.
your head rests on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. his fingers trace lazy circles on your back, your cheek nuzzled against him.
“you okay?” he asks quietly.
“mhm. perfect.”
he presses a kiss to your forehead. “i love you.”
you hum back, already sinking into sleep, safe and loved in his arms.
“good night, baby.”
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a/n: thank you guys so much for the support you have been giving me i really appreciate it 🫶🏾🩷