𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 ✔️

another gift *

request (summary): happy birthdayyy !! i'm def thinking birthday sex w arvin but it's arvin's bday & reader takes care of him 😏😏😏

word count: 0.9k

warnings: smuuuttt! cunnilingus, arvin being cocky, squirting ??? lol

edited: kinda got carried away whoops

a/n: thank youuu! but since it's my bday, i'm going to write it as the reader's bday sorryy hejkbhf

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"I-I hope you like it. If not, uhm, sorry..." Arvin mutters and nervously scratches behind his ear as you glance at the gift he got you.

It's a cute, scruffy-looking teddy bear and a hand-written letter from him. You smile warmly and hug the stuffed toy closely, cherishing the present you know he tried his best with. "I absolutely love it, baby. I read the letter too, gosh. I love you," you peek back at the letter and giggle at the postscript.

"Really?" he glances at you, a hint of appreciation and shock in his eyes.

"Yep," you place the things on your bedside and open up your arms wide. "Thank you, lover."

He scoots closer and pulls you into his arms, letting out a loud sigh of relief. "Thank god, I'm glad you like it. I wish I could get you more."

"Oh, Arv," you chuckle and massage his scalp comfortingly, "It's more than enough."

"You're more than enough," he mutters quietly and pulls away to face you, his gaze flickering down to your lips.

You smirk, noticing him begin to stare, and decide to snap him out of his daze. "What?"

"I got another gift," he says hesitantly and leans in, his eyes searching yours for permission.

You mutter a soft yes and press your lips against his, smiling as he deepens the kiss. "Like?" you reply seconds later when the two of you pull away for a quick breath.

"Remember all them times you've well, went down on me? With y'know, your mouth?" he whispers, his face slightly flushed from thinking back to the events.

"Mhm," you hum in response and sigh in content as he pushes you down onto your bed, his kisses trailing down to your neck.

"I think it's 'bout time I return the favor, yea?" he says cautiously, his left hand on the side of your face and the other gently running down your body.

You inaudibly whimper at the thought and nod eagerly, "I'd like t-that."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. Please," you widen your legs apart for him to lie between them, tensing with excitement as his fingers carefully unbutton your dress. You watch him closely as he presses long, warm kisses against your skin, down your chest, to your stomach, and right above your groin. Your hips buck when he leans down to peck where your clit is and a soft whine leaves your lips. "Arvin!"

"Patience, baby," he chuckles and kisses the inside of your thighs. He sighs in content and drags his hands down the sides of your body, stopping when his fingers meet the straps of your underwear. "May I?" You nod desperately and lie down fully onto your bed after previously propping yourself up with your elbows. "Just relax for me, m'kay? I got you."

Before you could even take another breath, his tongue swipes up slowly between your folds. You gasp at the odd yet pleasurable feeling and close your eyes with anticipation for his next move. Though nothing happens and a frown falls upon your lips, "Vinny?"

"Sorry, just like seeing you like this," he rubs a circle into your thigh and dips his head back into your cunt. You cry out at the sudden amount of intense pleasure and buck your hips as he moves his tongue around in ways you can't imagine. You thrash beneath him as he slowly inserts a finger into you, your face contorting with pure enjoyment as he makes sure to treat you well.

"O-Oh my god, oh my god. Shit!" you squeeze his head in between your legs as he inserts another two fingers all while focusing on your clit with tongue. Your body burns with delight as his lips wrap around your bud and his fingers thrust into you repeatedly.

He grunts at the pressure of your legs and pries them open, now on his knees below you to make sure you stay put. His fingers, his tongue, and your noises never stopped. Your eyebrows knit together tightly and a string of moans continuously leaves your mouth as Arvin ravishes you like his last meal. Minutes later you already feel your stomach begin to twist with release, he can tell too by the way your legs started to tremble. "You're close aren't you, flower? Huh?" he teases, his words muffled due to his mouth still on you.

"Y-Yea, no shit!" you groan and throw your head back as he quickens the pace of his fingers.

"Come on, darling. Come on, sweetheart. You know I got you," he grunts and dives back down to lap you up with his tongue. As if his words were a spell, the knot inside of you explodes, and your juices flood his face. His eyes widen at your release and he backs up, his face flushed and his skin drenched.

"Fuck," you exhale and sit up slowly, unable to stop your body from shaking. You look at him quickly when you realize his eyes never left yours. "W-What?"

"You- You just," he mumbles and softly pats your cunt, a cocky smirk making its way onto his lips. Now realizing his glistening mouth and a small wet spot beneath you, you shrivel up with embarrassment.

"I'm so fucking sorry," you whine and lean back, placing your hands over your face.

"Oh no, no, no. That was the best fucking thing ever, god you're so hot," he groans and gets up to grab you a towel.

"Shut up, y-you're just saying that because it's my birthday!" you huff and scoot away from the mess you made.

"Nope, not at all," he comes back and sits next to you. He pats his leg and you prop your leg onto his thigh, jolting slightly as he wipes you clean. "But, happy birthday, baby doll. I hope you liked this gift better," he pats your leg and grins at you.