𝑡𝑜𝑥𝑖𝑐 | 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗 𝚡 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚌

𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑖𝑣𝑒

m o n d a y
9:00 am
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"i'm bored armin." i whined, hot and sticky from the humid heat from hawai'i. it was uncomfortable. armin fanned himself, shirt off and shorts hanging low on his waist. "and it's hot, kota so i'm not moving." i rolled my eyes, getting up and taking my shirt off. "andddd your naked." he muttered.

"i'm taking a dip in the ocean, maybe it'll cool me down." i told him, taking off naked down the hall. "dakota! what the hell!" he yelled after me. i took off down the stairs and went for the back patio door. however, armin caught up to me and shut it before i could. "dakota, go put some clothes on." he stated, grabbed my waist. "it's hot, arminnnn," i whined. "i wanna skinny dip. c'mon you have. do it with me."

he shook his head, "i don't trust it."

"we're on a private beach."

"okay still."

i rolled my eyes, a pout setting on my lips. "pleaseee, let's go have some fun. you don't wanna be a buzzkill do you?" i asked, rhetorically. i swear i could see the gears turning in his head.

"kota, let's just go take a bath. a cold one."

"who takes cold baths?"

"i don't know, anything to get you from not skinny dipping in the ocean."

my pout deepened, "fine. im just gonna stay naked then. it's too hot for clothes." i walked away from the patio door. "whaT?" armin's voice cracked as i sat on the couch, legs slightly parted.

"it's hot, minnn," i whined. "being naked seems like the obvious answer since you won't let me skinny dip."

"you being naked is resulting in me being hard, go get some clothes on." he pointed up the steps, narrowing his eyes at me. i thought for a sec, not really thinking since i knew that i wasn't gonna comply.

"nope."

"nope? dakota marlean smith."

"geez my whole government?" i cringed, my right leg accidently slipping off the couch, exposing my lower half. armin's face switch and i quickly closed my legs. "that was on accident. i didn't mean to do that, i promise." i laughed nervously and got up. "i'mma get some clothes on. wanna go out for breakfast?" i tried to change the subject but armin wasn't budging.

"nah, you wanna act out, right?"

"no i don't..." i trailed off, backing away slowly from the blonde. "on the couch." armin clicked his tongue. "baby, please, can we talk about this?" i pleaded and he shook his head. "couch, now."

"fuccckkk." i cursed, making my way over to the couch. "spread yo legs." i covered my face and opened my legs, armin's hands holding my knees. "not so bold now, huh? trynna be shy and shit." armin pulled me towards him. "min..."

"nah, no 'min' can save you. how many?"

i furrowed my eyebrows, "huh?"

"how many orgasms do you think you deserve? 3, maybe 5."

crap. "armin, i'm sensitive you know that," my voice shaking as i talked. "all the more reason and since you can't pick...we'll go with 6."

"6?! no, no 4." i tried to compromise. "5"

"3."

"going lower won't help you."

armin kissed my inner thighs, kneading my ass in his hands. "5, i'll do 5." i whimpered and he hummed against my folds causing me to arch my back. this nigga was too experienced, i needed him to find another hobby cuz damn, a bitch was worn out. armin wasted no time and plunged his tongue into my hole, pulling me extremely close to his mouth. he was so sloppy with it, spit and my slick wetting his mouth and the couch under me.