𝑡𝑜𝑥𝑖𝑐 | 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗 𝚡 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚌

𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑦-𝑜𝑛𝑒

2  d a y s  b e f o r e  l e a v i n g . . .
7 : 4 5 p m
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"gia invited us to go out before we leave," i notified armin. "kinda like a farewell party."

"right now?" he asked and i nodded. "i don't wanna leave without saying bye, but if you're not up for it, we don't have to go." i explained, putting some of my clothes away. armin got up and wrapped his arms around my waist, kissing my shoulder, "we can go."

"you sure?"

"yeah, let's go have fun before we leave."

i smiled and turned around, leaving a small kiss on armin's lips. "i don't have much to wear besides this top and this top gives me flashbacks." i held up a white top with diamond tassels on it that held the top together. "flashbacks?"

i nodded, "remember, i wore a version of this when we were in miami. the day we got into that huge fight at the club." i reminded him and a frown was suddenly etched on his face. "i'm sorry-."

"nope, no, we're not doing that. i don't hold it against you anymore, i was just saying," i stopped him from talking by covering his mouth. "that's behind us and you have proven yourself to me multiple times. we've had our differences but we've gotten past it." i uncovered his mouth and tilted his head to the side to kiss his cheek.

armin smiled and leaned in to kiss me softly. "i know, i just can't help but feel bad." he mumbled. i shook my head, "no need to feel bad. you know i love you." i mumbled back, rubbing his cheek gently.

"let's get dressed. i'm gonna get tipsy and there isn't a damn thing you're gonna do about it." i smirked, grabbing my shirt and finding some jeans to go with it. "at this point, i'll let you but don't do anything stupid." he warned and i rolled my eyes.

"i can't promise..." i took off my top and slid off my pants right in front of armin. "...anything, darling."

"fuck..."
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9 : 2 2 p m
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*smut under the cut*

"i feel like my tits are gonna pop out," i fixed my top, positioning my boobs so that they weren't completely showing. "i like the top but damn." i muttered. i saw armin glance at me and i smirked. "problem, blondie?" i asked, leaning on the middle console to get a good look at him.

that man was fine. too fine. i might have to smack a bitch tonight if they get too handsy.

"watching you expose what's mine, kota," he looked over at me and i shrugged. "what can i do? i was blessed with huge boobs." i replied, sitting back in the seat. "watch you get fucked up again." he threaten and i bit my lip. "i wouldn't mind that..." i trailed off and crossed my legs to keep myself at bay.

i could suck his dick right now, but my gloss was already on.

"oh yeah?" armin placed his hand on my thigh. "maybe..."

i uncrossed my legs and took armin's hand in mine before unbuttoning my jeans. i slowly slid his hand down my pants and under my underwear. "fuck, kota, you're wet..." i let out a small moan as armin's long fingers rubbed over my folds and my head fell back as he spread them and pressed down on my clit.

"take 'em off," armin demanded and i quickly slid my jeans down my legs. "spread your legs." i moved my legs apart, gripping onto the door hand as armin's fingers rubbed up and down my slit.

"now, i can either make you cum in about 10 minutes or leave you here to suffer. i don't know what i will do."

"you have my pants and underwear on the floor. if you don't make me shake on your fingers, i might scream."