My Hero Academia 3 Main Boys X Reader

I wish there was a way to know when you're in the good old days before you've actually left them

Andrew Bernard/Nard Dog

the way your panty thief foursome fic with shinsou, bakugo, and kirishima UNLOCKED something deep within me...i keep going back to it omg. do you have any other fic recs that have panty thiefs 🥺👉👈 literally any character. you truly turned me into a slut for panty thieves i cant believe it

Panty theft is one of my all-time favourite tropes. I haven’t written any for a while, but all of my panty thief fics/thirst is here.

@ikinabi has also written panty thief stuff, some of the fics are: Theft and Punishment, Panty thieving with the boys. Both Bakugou and Kirishima.

@makoodles got some A+ Bakugou panty theft here in You Wear Them Well.

@leeswritingworld Some panty thief Kirishima right here in Why Can’t This Be Us.

@yaoyorozuwrites wrote some Tenya panty theft here in I’ll Keep These.

@legend-of-frost has some step-bro Kirishima panty theft here in Oh Brother Mine.

@burnedbyshoto wrote some panty thief Bakugou here in Pervert.

There’s way more but these are the only ones I could think of right now. Please comment if there are anymore because I would love love loveeee to read them.

*C OUgh*

I wanna be Ushi's lil sister who he's just so gentle with. Being a total perv to him and he's just dumb enough to think its all out of innocence. He thinks that he's the sick one when he agrees to help you "learn" how to give a blowjob and he's so gentle as he pets your hair and enjoys the feeling of your mouth. You're so excited when he grips your hair and fucks your throat, muttering that he's sorry for being rough while he blasts loads down your throat. Next you'll ask him to take your cunny.

mm to take advantage of wakatoshi-nii <3

nsfw, fem reader, dubcon, incest, face/throat fucking

“toshi-nii...” you twirl your finger in your hair. “can i ask you something?”

he looks up at you from the manga he’s reading. sometimes you wish you’d catch him reading the hentai he hides under his bed. but no, he’s reading some shounen type. 

“what?” he closes the book and puts it aside, sitting up in his bed. 

“well...” you have to suppress the smile. “my boyfriend... you know him right?”

you see his eyebrow twitch. “yes.”

“it’s just...” you come and sit next to him on the bed. “he wants to take our relationship to the next level.”

he blinks at you. “why are you telling me this?”

“toshi-nii...” you whine. “you’re the only one i trust to ask...”

you’ve known him for so long that you can tell you gave his ego a little boost. “what?” he sighs.

“he wants me to put my mouth on him...” you make a show of parting your lips, letting him see your wet tongue. “a... blowy? i think that’s what he called it.”

“a blowjob?”

“yeah! yeah... that’s it...” your cunt thrums in anticipation. “and... y’see, i’ve never given one before and... i want it to be good so... can you teach me?”

his face is slowly, but surely, turning red. he just stares at you and you stare back... well, until you look down and see his cock getting hard in his shorts. you hide your smirk, blinking innocently at him.

“we shouldn’t.”

“but nii-san...” you grab his arm. “what if he breaks up with me because i can’t give him a good blowjob? i would be so sad...”

wakatoshi has a little debate with himself, and you can see the gears turning behind his eyes. 

“fine. i’ll teach you.”

“thank you, toshi-nii!” you grin, eagerly getting between his legs. 

he pulls down the waistband of his shorts and underwear down until they slide down his legs, revealing his cock. wow... it’s fatter... and longer... and just much bigger than you thought.

“toshi-nii...” you stare. “can i touch it?”

“sure.”

you grab at the head, hearing his breath hitch. you give a ghost of a smile, moving your hand down to the base and watching his precum begin to bead at his tip.

“so i just put my mouth on it?” you look up.

he hums.

and with that you engulf his cock. he jumps a bit at the sudden movement, putting his hand in your hair. “whoa...” his breath shakes.

you take him as far as you can, gripping at what you can’t take. still, you gag, taking your mouth off of him.

“you don’t have to take it all the way...” he strokes your hair, watching as you wipe at your mouth. “take whatever is comfortable.”

“but does it feel good if i take it all the way?”

“well...”

you lick at his cock now, sucking at the sides and at the head, hollowing your cheeks out. 

“just tell me what feels good, nii-san.”

and you take him back in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down and easing more and more of him in. he keeps his hand on the back of your head, not pressing down but just holding you gently. you choke around his cock as it reaches your throat and he groans loudly. you keep just playing with it that way, easing him into the entrance and gagging around the head of his cock. 

“it feels good...” he sighs, using his other hand to stroke you cheek as you take him. “just like that.”

you pop your mouth off, sucking in air. “sorry, toshi-nii....”

“it’s okay...” he swallows. “you’re doing good.”

“am i?” you bat your eyelashes at him. “i think i like sucking your cock.”

his cock visibly twitches at your words.

“we can... we can stop if you want...” he clears his throat. “you’ve done good, i think your boyfriend will be pleased...”

“no, toshi-nii...” you grip the base of his cock with your small hand. “i want you to cum.”

his breath hitches, and the hand that was on the back of your head returns, pulling on your hair and forcing his cock in your mouth. you moan as he fits it in your throat, but then pushes all the way. your eyes bulge and water as he bottoms out inside.

“there...” he closes his eyes, visibly pleasured. “is this okay?”

you can barely nod your head, but you do, tears falling from your eyes from the stretch. you’re hyperventilating, struggling to breathe through your nose since his cock is basically in your esophagus. 

“if you let your boyfriend do this...” he grabs the sides of your face, pulling on your cheeks. “he’ll love you forever.”

and then he stands, pushing his cock further down your throat as he begins to thrust. your hands hold onto the hem of his shirt, pulling as he fucks your face. your thighs rub together, you’re so fucking turned on from this. 

“teeth,” he comments. you try to relax your jaw, opening as wide as you can to avoid grazing his cock to give him the most pleasurable experience possible.

because if he likes it, that means he’ll come back, right?

your eyes roll in your head as your nii-san pounds the back of your throat. you’re nearly losing consciousness but it’s so good... his groans are so hot and you’re cunny is soaking wet. you wished he would’ve fucked you, but this is second best, you suppose.

“i’m going to cum...” he pulls out, cock slapping against your face. “should i--”

“cum in my throat, nii-san!” your voice is hoarse and scratchy, a little distorted. “you can cum inside.”

his eyes darken and once again he’s pounding your mouth and you love every second of it. you look up at him, eyes streaming with tears and you try to smile on his dick. toshi watches, mouth open, moans falling from his mouth as he cums inside your throat. you try your best to swallow around his cock, milking him for all his worth. 

he pulls out, taking a step back and sitting down on his mattress. he breathes heavy, watching his cock soften.

“i love you, nii-san...” you rest your head on his thigh. 

his hand comes down to pet your head, running his thick fingers in your hair.

“maybe next time...” you look up at him. “you can teach me how to fuck.”

Ahh okay. I didn't know that. Thatnks for an explanation! You're right. Its fucked up. Imma just adjust myOCs and make the lips plump and not like this.

Hey jsyk it’s 2018 and if you’re still drawing characters with big lips like THIS, even if they’re pale/not black, it’s fucking racist. Stop doing it.

No excuses. “It’s a stylistic choice!” It’s a RACIST stylistic choice.

“Idk how else to draw big lips!” That’s because you relied on racist caricatures and are a bad artist. Teach yourself. Learn. If you’re not willing to do that, then you are a bad, racist artist.

“But it’s part of the character design!” Yeah, and it’s racist. If it’s your OC, then change it. If it’s not your OC, make the right choice and draw them with normal looking bigger lips instead of this racist monstrosity.

And if this post makes you uncomfortable because it’s calling you out for stuff you’ve done, good. Fix it. Own up to it. Grow.

If you see this and you’re first thought is to defend this: you are racist. You are part of the problem. Congrats. Now work on yourself and unlearn that.

lmao

BACK DOOR :: HAN

Yoshino and Teka flying together, also Yoshi can make Teka fly with his quirk (Telekinesis)

❤❤❤

Suppp can I ask for hcs for Kuroo, Tsukishima and Kageyama of how they would act around their crush? Thank you for your time ❤️

Suhh 

Thank you for your support <3

Kuroo :

- You have a granted friendship with him, because he wants to get to know his crush to see if there’s a point of moving forwards. He genuinely doesn’t take his crushes seriously since he doesn’t really have time for it. Sometimes he’d flirt with his previous crushes, but only to find out they weren’t that compatible.

- Clearly, you are very special and managed to catch his attention. Kuroo was willing to put in the effort from the very beginning. You must’ve done or said something that shocked him and it piqued his interest. The thought of you makes him smile. He outs himself and his little crush to his teammates, because you’re constantly the subject of his conversations. He doesn’t regret it.

- Shows pictures of you to his friends or points you out if he sees you somewhere. He’s proudly taking in all the “Wow, so beautiful!” and “You don’t have a chance, Kuroo!” Even though they’re all poking fun of him, he’s still prideful. 

- Often, when he’s talking to you, he finds himself dissociating as he’s captured by your beauty. He’s just staring at your face and smiling. He laughs and cutely apologises when you scold him for not paying attention.

- Always searches for any excuse to touch you. He’s going to lie that there’s something in your hair so he can pluck it away or poke your sides to annoy you. Kuroo is 10x more annoying because he thoroughly enjoys teasing you. He wouldn’t be annoying you if he didn’t like you. There’s always something cheeky he says that makes you roll your eyes and it just makes him laugh.

- He will never admit it but whenever you’re close to him and there’s a big chance for a kiss to finally happen - the captain is engulfed by nervousness. He tries not to turn his head towards you or moves around. He wants to kiss you or hold you really bad, but looking into your eyes intimidates him. Our boi turns a little shy.

Tsukishima :

- It’s a rare occasion that he catches feelings for anyone so he pretends you don’t exist - unless he’s pretty much stuck in a one-sided friendship with you. He denies any possible love related feelings he could have for you, therefore he never mentions it. He doesn’t really care about being in a relationship. But he eventually finds himself imagining being in a relationship with you. He quickly scraps that and shakes his head at himself. “So dumb.”

- Tsukishima is certain that he doesn’t actually care about you. But as soon as he hears your voice or the sound of your walk that he oddly memorised - his eyes snap in your direction. He almost smiles upon seeing you but he remembers who he is again. So instead he makes fun of you. He just hopes he hurts your feelings and you start hating him so you leave. He doesn’t want to deal with his feelings.

- At some point he can’t deny he enjoys your company and even though he doesn’t realise it, he grows soft on you. He starts holding the door open for you even though before he’d close it on you (still asked if you’re okay lmao). He listens to a lot of things you say and mentions it later, not noticing how much attention he pays to you.

- Tsuki replies to your texts and often texts only you for an hour straight. He texts you ‘goodnight’ in the most simplest and nonchalant way, but you’re the only one he says that to.

- The thing that irritates him the most is that when you cheer him on or compliment him, he blushes. Whole face turns red. He’s in utter disbelief and freezes momentarily when his face heats up. He turns to you for a second just to stutter “Sh-shut up!”

- Gives you compliments. “Your hair looks good that way.” He doesn’t think much of them because he’s just being honest. But Yamaguchi actually screeches when he hears that Tsukishima gave you a compliment. He never does that.

Kageyama :

- Okay he’s well in if he can even say more than one word to you. He’s uncomfortable with all those emotions hitting him all at once so he tries the good old denial. But that only makes him feel everything stronger within time. Unless he’s somehow forced into talking to you or if you make the move - nothing will happen. He’s possibly going to talk to Sugawara about it or Tanaka. One is a bad option. He’s overwhelmed with Tanaka’s advice.

- He gives you the weirdest compliments. You need to understand him a bit and thank him because if you’re like “What?” he’s going to never speak to you again lmao. He needs someone open-minded and nonjudgmental. He needs that built up of confidence, to see if he’s doing something right.

- Invites you to his games or practice and promises to walk you home afterwards. He’s not sure how to ask you to hang out with him so he feels that walking you home is an opportunity to spend time with you.

- If you’re really good academically, he asks for help regarding his own studies. You can bet he’ll try really hard to impress you. He doesn’t want you to think he’s a complete dumbass. It’s embarrassing to him. But bonus if he manages to make you laugh?

- Kageyama shares his things with you. He’s willing to give you his pen when he himself has nothing else to write with. He’s lowkey whipped, just because he doesn’t know how to act since he doesn’t have relationship experience. He will literally carry things for you, despite his teammates making fun of him. 

- He gets invasive thoughts in the middle of doing anything at all where he just wants to kiss you or hold your hand. Even the thought of it makes his face heat up. God if you wish him luck at his practice or game he’s going to melt. This cutie stares at you a lot, even when you don’t see him. He tends to admire every feature of your face and he notices small details about you.

fools - bnha smau

actress!reader

in where actress!reader finally gets the chance to star in a new show with actor!bakugo, while filming she meets cameraman!midoriya. they’re such fools for thinking their little crush would fade with time.

Y/N’s intro / Midoriya - Bakugo’s intro

- how could you bakubro

- your shoes madam

- oh so he’s cute cute

- in need of new friends

- god pls let it be me

- ur time to shine

- wait no shoto

- apology meal

- work buddies

- hate it here

- angelface

- face cheeks

- revoked

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memes used in this smau 💀

Eren x Reader x Armin

Style: X reader

Rating: M

Starring: You.

I’m uploading this here ONLY because it was deleted from deviantart because I put a moderate sexual content warning instead of a strict one. *Sigh*. I was really happy with people’s positive feedback as well. Oh well. Whoever bothers to read, enjoy two cuties showing their loves for you ;)

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Things were stressful, the air was tense, everyone in the mess hall was trying to do things to take their minds off of their training. Furthermore, things were about to get heavy and serious the next day and you all knew it. The usual occurrences played on throughout the tables of friends in groups, people laughed and some shook in fear. From beside you, Sasha was eating greedily and Christa was being doted upon by Ymir. It wasn’t a shock either to see Jean making an advance on Mikasa, after all thinking practically on his feet wasn’t Jean in a nutshell. But her rejection tonight of all nights sent him into a frenzy, you’d watched from your seat as he’d quickly gathered the blind courage to ask at least another two girls in training if they’d join him that night, and only one had truly got it. Jean wasn’t a pervert, he was just blunt. The truth was, this taught air was half fear for tomorrow, and half blatant sexual tension. Every guy had been deprived of sex for god knew how long; unless they were willing to look within their own party, or were Armin, who likely had knowledge upon the subject but only in the scientific manner. You turned your head to face said blonde, as he studied the book he was reading intensely, trying to ignore the conversation on the table behind him pertaining to how long exactly certain guys had gone without. You couldn’t help but smile a little. Something about that boys innocence made you curious as to how much he was truly knowledgable about; and how much he’d be willing to share with you. You and Armin were close in a friends manner, but you found yourself a little bit compromised by his consistent flocking to Eren. It made it very difficult to talk to the blonde without being interrupted. You were also sure that Eren didn’t like you around Armin, you’d found that he was somewhat protective of his best friend. You watched as Eren grinned down at Armin, and then Armin stood up; following him happily into their shared room. “Why are you staring at those two? The conversation is more interesting over there,” Ymir leaned over Sasha to grab your attention, and you snapped out of your daze long enough to smile a little in response. “I now know that Jean likes dark hair, and has a terrible sex life,” Sasha stated, adding onto the conversation. “I also know that if he doesn’t get any soon, he’s going to pretend that Armin is a girl.” You let out an ‘oh’ of understanding. That must have been why Eren took Armin out of the room so hurriedly. “Jean got what he wanted in the end though, see?” Christa smiled happily as she pointed to a dark haired girl who was just now leaving the room with said male. “I think it’s honest of him. After all, men do have sex drives that are quite high, it would stress them out if they didn’t release it every now and then.” “Well well, what makes you so knowledgable about male sex-drives Christa?” Ymir smiled almost condescendingly at the blonde, and lazily draped an arm over her shoulder. “You should forget it all anyway, you won’t need to worry about what men want after you marry me.” Christa blushed deeply and you managed a nervous chuckle, though your eyes fell on the doorway that lead to the male dorms. “Do you think Eren is into that kind if stuff?” You asked, tilting your head in question, your (h/c) hair splashed against your cheek as you did so, and Sasha hummed in thought. Before she could get an answer in, you heard a rather deadpan voice behind you. “No.” You turned around abruptly to see Mikasa, who was all but glaring at the four of you for even having this conversation. “Oh… Okay,” you shrugged indifferently, but Ymir let out a laugh and then shook her head. “Mikasa you’re probably right, though. Eren probably has a sex drive, but doesn’t release his frustrations.” “Ah! So that’s why he’s shouting all of the time?” You ask, turning towards Mikasa, who had sat down with the rest if you and now looked thoughtful herself. “Eren wouldn’t take anything from a girl just to release his own frustrations, he’s not like that,” Mikasa spoke, and Sasha nodded. “That’s right, I think Eren is an honest boy.” She said, “I asked for his bread the other day and he told me I could have it, but he also told me that he wasn’t eating it because he’d dropped it on the floor.” “Ah, I’m guessing you ate it anyway,” Christa giggled, and whilst they began to tease Sasha, you kept your eyes on the empty doorway. “I’m curious to ask those two, now,” you sighed. “Then, ask,” Mikasa stated flatly, though she did place her slender hand upon your shoulder. “But, tell me everything that Eren says.” You smiled happily and stood up, slowly making your way towards the boys dorms. It wasn’t that you were nervous about talking to Eren, more so talking to Eren about it in front of Armin. That kid could either be so naive or so tainted with knowledge that he held more intelligence of the subject than any other. The latter being the unexpected truth that you were ironically, anticipating. That way the conversation wouldn’t be so awkward, after all. However when you stepped towards the entry of Eren and Armin’s room, you heard quiet voices that made you stop in your tracks. “If you ever want to touch someone or get rid of your stress for a bit, I can teach you how to do it.” “W-wait, you mean using me?” That question was totally ignored. “I hope you won’t let any of those older guys touch you, Armin,” Eren’s voice was stern, and it was followed by a much gentler voice. “I wouldn’t! I wouldn’t let anyone touch me,” he stated nervously, and you had to smile before entering the room. Eren was super protective of Armin, you’d go as far as to say that he may even be possessive of him. Both heads turned from their position facing each other on the bed towards you, Eren’s expression was akin to a glare however Armin’s was soft and almost relieved. “_____,” he smiled at you happily. “What is it you’d like?” “Well…” You shut the door behind you, tentatively taking a step forwards before you weren’t far from the edge of the bed. “With all the conversation going on out there, we were wondering… What do you two do to… Well….” You couldn’t finish, but Eren was now looking at you in somewhat shock, somewhat disgust. “You want to know what we do when we want to have sex?” Eren asked. Armin blushed at the outright forwardness his best friend offered you, and you nodded eagerly, too oblivious to understand any repercussions. “I was just about to teach Armin, actually,” Eren’s expression softened, before it turned into a rather dark smirk; “maybe you can help me?” Now, you weren’t an idiot. However, you didn’t quite understand Eren’s motive, after all, you were simply curious. People treated you somewhat along the same lines as Armin, innocent, with knowledge that perhaps you only shared when you were around those closest to you. Eren and you were not close at all. It was safe to say that you had a playful rivalry with him. “Sure,” you smiled rather obviously, before you made your way to the bed and sat down beside Eren, so that the three of you were sitting in a circle upon the sheets. Eren looked at you for a moment, almost in shock, before he turned to Armin, and smiled as he went on; “So this is the female form, Armin.” “I know what the female form is Eren,” Armin stated flatly. “But you’ve seen it in books. Do you know how it responds to things?” You blinked at the brunette questioningly, as did Armin, who’s eyebrows knitted closer in confusion. It wasn’t until Eren shuffled himself behind you, and pulled you in between his legs, pressing your back to his chest as he wrapped his arms around you - that you realised that something was up. However now that his arms were locked around your waist, you couldn’t move. “E-Eren?” You questioned, tilting your head up to try and see him. Said brunette responded by muttering a quick; “sorry about this”, before he let his left hand glide up your shirt. Your eyes widened, and as a matter of fact so did Armin’s; the blonde was blushing furiously as he shook his head; “Eren! Stop that!” But Eren’s cold hand slid up over your skin, and slowly it pushed up the bottom wiring of your bra until it gripped clumsily onto your left breast, you could feel the young boys breath against your neck and shoulder, there was an enormous amount of heat radiating from him and it made you quiver as his calloused finger tips pressed against your bare skin. “I’m just teaching you, Armin. Besides, ________ gave me permission, isn’t that right, _______?” You wanted to shake your head and say no… But the realisation suddenly dawned upon you, that you were so sexually deprived as well, that you didn’t hate this. And as his fore finger and thumb pinched the already hardening bud on your chest, you let out a whimper of both surprise and pleasure, that made Armin’s blush deeper. “She’s hurt!” Armin protested, “Eren stop it!” However as he was about to reach out to grab Eren’s arm and yank it from your shirt, Eren shook his head. “It doesn’t hurt, does it, _____?” The way he was saying your name… Like he thought he owned you, despite the fact that you could feel the young boys growing need against your backside, made you tremble in delight and distaste, the mixture dwelled perfectly in the pit if your stomach. “N-no…” You managed to mumble, “It feels… It feels good.” Armin’s arm retracted shakily, and Eren soon lifted that half of your shirt to expose your body to the blonde, though it was dark, there was a small amount of moonlight seeping in through the windows, and a lamp that hung by the door, that coloured your skin a slight orange tinge. Eren hummed in approval from behind you, and his green eyes lifted to that of his friends. Armin couldn’t look away, and part of knowing that he couldn’t made you proud. You liked Armin a lot… Though it made you self conscious that both boys were looking at your body so openly (in which you were sure was flawed compared to Mikasa’s whom they’d likely grown up with) it made you proud that Eren only grew harder behind you. “See how it got hard when I touched it?” Eren asked Armin, his eyes on your breast as he continued to fondle it, you could only attempt to hold back whimpers and slight moans as Eren kept on talking, like this was nothing. “Why don’t you touch here too, Armin? And I’ll show you something else interesting.” Armin looked at you questioningly, worry flashing in his large eyes, though you managed a dishevelled smile to reassure him. “It’s o…okay.” You couldn’t believe you were allowing this, but you were already starting to feel the effects, and you couldn’t help but brave yourself for the blondes curious fingertips. However, Eren shook his head as Armin moved his hand closer. “Why don’t you try using your mouth? Then you’d understand better, and faster.” Eren’s voice was also somewhat nervous. Though it stayed calm and cool, you could hear his control being swept away with every movement and jerk your body made. As soon as Armin saw you quiver he seemed to abruptly forget about permission, as straddled your upper thighs, you also forgot about anybody else’s reactions and feelings but your own. The boys mouth enclosed around the perked bud, and his tongue swooped over it suddenly, causing you to let out a mewl of approval. You lifted your hand, wanting to place it against Armin’s neck but instead the blonde lifted his hand and thread his fingers through yours, mainly to give himself balance as his tongue and curious fingers worked over your upper body, sliding over your skin smoothly, chaste yet needy touches covered your skin with tingles. “Good…” Eren’s voice practically purred in your ear as he praised Armin’s efforts, and Armin let out a small moan of his own against your skin as his mouth travelled upwards, and he sucked against the skin on your collar bone, leaving what would surely be a hickey the next day. Meanwhile, you hadn’t stopped wondering what Eren was doing with his hands, one arm still held you around your waist, though the other hand slid down from your exposed upper body, and landed on the crotch of your shorts. Slowly, he managed to tug them down, and Armin lifted himself so that you could kick them the rest of the way off of your legs; revealing your (f/c) panties (you considered them lucky but also thought dumb of yourself to think so). Eren’s fingers traced the outside of your core through the thin fabric, and rubbed slowly against your opening, Eren would hum or let out a shaky yet pleased breath whenever your body jerked into his finger. You were sure by now the wetness you were experiencing was well seeping through the thin material. You must have been right, because Eren snickered, before addressing Armin. “Armin, look at this.” Armin’s tongue detached from the nipple of your right breast this time, and he leaned back, following Eren’s gaze to the damp outside of your panties, where your inner thighs trembled in anticipation. “W-what…” Armin started to ask about what was going on, but instead his dainty fingers traced the upper side of your panties, his finger brushing against your clit accidentally. Your body jerked with the sensitive touch, and Armin looked up at you with his worried expression, though Eren’s chuckle was enough to egg him on. “______, you got wet fast, didn’t you?” He murmured into your ear, and you couldn’t help but emit an attempted growl at the brunette. “Like you can talk,” you muttered, but your eyes were focused on Armin, who was on auto pilot now. His focus on your face and body was uncanny as two of his fingers rubbed harder against your clit, wanting to get that same reaction again, it caused your body to writhe as you felt pleasure sweep over your body, incoherent mumbles escaped your lips  in between soft moans; and finally you couldn’t take it any more, Eren’s teasing rubbing at your entrance alongside Armin’s finger work was driving you insane, you longed for the flesh on flesh contact. “T-take them off already!” You protested, your cheeks heating up with the bold words that escaped your lips. Armin drew his fingers back when suddenly Eren let go of you, and he gently lay your head back against the pillow, standing up from the bed and rounding your body to sit beside Armin, who had his arms on either side of your hips, and was trying to hide his face by looking down. “Is this fun, Armin? Isn’t her body pretty?” Eren asked, and you were sure he was mocking you, except Armin let out a shy; “beautiful,” underneath his breath in response. Your sides erupted with butterflies and emotions dwelled within you that fueled your carnal need for a releasing human touch, so when Eren nudged Armin aside and lifted your legs over his shoulders, you didn’t hesitate or try to shove him away, instead you delighted as his tongue met your core and entered you slowly, before retrieving and expertly working over your need. Armin just watched with a trembling body as your back arched. “U-use your fingers again… A-Armin…” You mumbled between moans and gasps for air. Armin didn’t hesitate to oblige, however his eyes stayed on you as you tried to cover most of your upper body, his finger once again began to work over your clit with just the right amount of pressure. The latter, and the fact that Eren’s tongue was driving you crazy, slowly pushed you to the edge, and with a half-hearted warning that you were cumming, you let your orgasm wash over your body, your hips raising a little as you let out a final whimper of pleasure. Eren’s tongue retracted and he sat up, you expected him to be smirking but he lift Armin’s clumsy hand away from you, and stared at you with cloudy eyes.  "I thought I’d be able to control myself, since I didn’t think these things were ever going to be so fun, but…“ Eren suddenly undid the lacing that made up his belt, and your eyes widened as you realised that he was actually going to go all the way with you - someone who you were sure he didn’t actually care about, but now your expectations were compromised. "E-Eren - what are you doing?!” Armin placed a hand on the brunette’s shoulder, he wasn’t stupid, he understood what Eren was going to do, however only for the purpose of making babies, not for fun. “Trust me, Armin. I know what I’m doing,” Eren spoke through gritted teeth as he grabbed your legs and roughly tugged them around his waist, the tip of his member prodded against your slick entrance greedily, and your eyes rolled over to the blonde, the boy that you actually liked most out of the two. Armin looked almost upset, not quite sad or worried anymore, but his mouth was pressed to a tight line, and his eyes downcast to your body once more. “F-fine,” he muttered distastefully, and it was the first time you’d seen Armin so apprehensive with something. Your stomach flipped, but before you could call out to the blonde you felt Eren enter you with one gusty swoop, and you had to cover your mouth with your hands short of letting out a scream-like moan. “E-Eren!” You protested, your insides tightening around him as you grew used to such a sensation. Eren throbbed inside of you, he held himself still for a moment as a soft mutter of your name left his lips. Your head tilted back and your spine arched, his size wasn’t hard to get used to but it was exactly simply done either. Your eyes stung with both embarrassed and pain-induced tears, and your hand reached out to Armin, who kept his eyes averted. Eren ignored his best friend completely, it was like he was now so taken over by lust and want for you that there was nothing else around him. He pulled out of you teasingly, his own strength wavering as he failed to act cool about this part of Armin’s 'lesson in the female form’, and instead he quickly thrust back inside, his hips lolling against yours as he let out a shaky breath. “Sh…shit… I can’t hold back…” He realised suddenly, and you wrapped yor legs tighter around his waist, holding him inside you for moment as your fingers made a grab at his hair. Eren let out a 'ugh’ of annoyance as you forced him to look at you, pulling on a bunch of his dark strands, and your (e/c) eyes stared straight into his glazed green orbs, before you loosened your grip with your legs. “Don’t hold back then, Eren,” you managed a tired smirk, and he didn’t hesitate to oblige. He started off slowly, thrusting with just enough forced to run up against your insides and make you whine; before Eren’s hands found your waist and he began to pound into you mercilessly, he’d already found that one spot and you held him in place with your legs, each thrust hit perfectly. Your eyes squeezed shut as both of your voices hit the emptiness of the space around the room, it wasn’t until you felt a coldness of fingers against your chest and then a slick warmth; that your eyes snapped open, and within all the haze of Eren’s thrusts, you realised Armin was once again attacking you chest, his tongue enclosed around your nipple once more as he more confidently and almost aggressively began to bite and suck at your skin. Your hand travelled over his back, eager fingers bunching into the blonde locks as your pulled him down harder against your chest, your need for another release grew great and strong, though suddenly your body stopped moving, and you mind formed an idea as you propped yourself up on your elbows. “E-Eren… S-stop!” You protested, and you were pleasantly surprised when your pleasure subsided as Eren’s thrusts slowed down, and you felt him pull out of you altogether. You whined at the sudden loss of flesh, however when Armin too moved back, you understood that you’d been the one to ask for the cease in movement, and slowly you pulled your weakened body up into a kneeling position, you faced Armin blankly, before you placed a hand against his chest, and gently pushed him down. You fell onto your hands and knees as Armin with a surprised noise fell onto his back and you loomed over the blonde, before smiling a little. “Can I?” You asked, mimicking Armin’s earlier question for permission towards you, and as your hand rubbed over the bulge in the boys pants, you felt arms wrap around your waist again from behind. “A-Armin… Let her…____…” Eren mumbled your name out of context as he pressed a kiss to the skin on your lower back, and you shivered; you could hear the anticipation to continue in his voice, whilst your eyes wandered over Armin’s body hungrily. “O-of course, but what… What’re you…” Armin was cut short because, the permission was all you needed, with one movement of your hand you had his fly undone and you’d tugged his underwear down, revealing his hardened and needy length. “_____, wait - ” Armin’s started his protest again, however you ignored it to envelope the tip into your hot mouth, ignoring Eren completely as the brunette decided he couldn’t wait for you anymore. He lift your hips again, his time entering you from behind, and before long he was once against sheathed within the heat. “M-mnn… You’re… even tighter from b-behind…” He hissed as his nails dug into your sides, you could feeling his forehead against your back as your mouth worked over Armin’s length, Eren was trying desperately to stay in control of his release, and when he found the control, he began to move again. Before long he was rolling his hips back and forward aggressively, his voice coming out in pants, your own moans got lost on Armin’s flesh as your hand gripped the base of his erection and you pumped him as you took in as much of it as you could into your mouth. Armin subconsciously began to buck his hips upwards in search of more heat, you had to pull back a bit for air, though you couldn’t help but love the noises escaping the sweet boys mouth as he gripped your hair shyly, pulling you back down. Between Eren’s thrusts and Armin’s voice, you found yourself again being pushed to the edge, this time your body gave no warning as your mouth was occupied, but what drove you over the edge was Armin’s soft voice, and Eren’s husky sweet nothings. “____…” Your name escaped the blondes lips a few times, before his hips raised more frantically; “I’m gonna… Gonna come…” Near about there as Eren continued to push himself in and out of you with perfect aim, going deeper and deeper inside you each time; is where your body again lost control, and as Armin released into your mouth, Eren hit that spot perfectly, your inner walls tightened against the brunette’s length, causing his thrusts to become more erratic as he neared his own end, and just as you came down from your high, you felt him release inside of you, his thrusts becoming slower and more erratic as he rode out his orgasm. As soon as he had caught his breath and pulled out of you, you swallowed Armin’s own release, wiping the excess off of your chin with your hand. Slowly - and in a chaste manner - you crawled your trembling and half naked body over the blonde, who looked up as you loomed over him, staring at you as if you were something incredible. Your words were lost in breaths for air, and you collapsed down onto Armin’s chest, his arms wrapped around your upper body as you pressed yourself against him. Next, Eren, with his pants done up once more, shuffled to lay down beside the two of you, the top of his head level to Armin’s shoulder. You stared at him blankly, your face flushed, and you couldn’t help but smile at the blush that’d finally caught up to him. “Eren, you’re a… A really good teacher,” you smirked playfully, to which the brunette smiled tiredly, and his eyes closed slowly. His hand slid over your waist, he lazily draped his arm there in a movement of sleepy affection and Armin glanced down at the two of you, Eren eye level with you, and you yourself, nuzzling into the small blonde’s chest happily. “Yeah… I learned a lot,” he chuckled lightly, his voice fading as your thoughts began to return to you. Well, the first thing you considered was Mikasa’s words; “Tell me everything that Eren says”. The next thing that somewhat puzzled you before you drifted off slowly was; “so what the heck do I tell her?”