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Armin sits on top of Eren in their living room, their bodies pressed together on the couch.
Eren's cock is inside him, filling him up completely as Armin rides him slowly. The friction feels amazing, making Armin moan loudly with every downward thrust.
Eren's hands grip Armin's hips tight, guiding his movements. "You're doing so good, Armin," Eren whispers hoarsely into his ear. "You take it so fucking well, you're so good.. You.. Fuck.. Feel so good.. ."
Armin's face flushes bright red at the praise. He loves hearing Eren talk dirty to him like that. Eren's movement sends another wave of pleasure through his body, which makes his vision go more blurry by each thrust.
The living room is warm, filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing and the wet slapping noise of their bodies meeting. Armin arches his back, grinding his ass down onto Eren's cock.
"Oh, fuck… Yeah, just like that.. " Eren growls, his voice deep, vibrating through Armin's body. "Fuck, you feel so tight around me. Your ass was made for my cock only... "
Armin can barely speak, only able to whimper as Eren picks up the pace slightly. The pleasure is so overwhelming, it builds up somewhere deep inside his core.
Armin is riding Eren so hard that his whole body is shaking from the pleasure. His cock feels so sensitive and his ass feels like it's melting around Eren's huge dick. The way Eren's cock slides in and out makes Armin feel like he's going to cum any second.
But all of a sudden, Armin feels this weird, sharp pressure in his lower stomach.
It's not just pleasure anymore. Armin desperately needs to fucking piss.
His bladder feels like it's about to burst from all the bouncing and grinding he has been doing.
Armin's hips stutter for a moment, his face twisting in discomfort. "E-Eren, hmhn.. Wait.. Hold on, please- " he pants, his voice shaking. "I... I think I need to go to the bathroom. Like, right now. Asap."
Eren groans loudly, his hips jerking upward involuntarily. "What? Noooo please, Armin, I don't wanna stop now. We're literally right in the middle of it." Eren's voice sounds annoyed as hell.
"I'm serious, Eren. I really have to go!" Armin whines, feeling super embarrassed. He tries to lift himself off Eren's cock to scramble off the couch, but his legs feel like jelly.
Eren grabs Armin's waist with surprising strength, pulling him back down hard. "Just piss right here, dude. Who cares? We're already fucking anyways, it's not that big of a deal. I don't care at all. " Eren says it so casually that Armin's jaw almost drops.
"A- are you insane?! That's so gross, you pervert!" Armin shouts, his face burning with the most intense second hand embarrassment imaginable. He can't believe Eren is actually suggesting something so filthy and weird.
“Ugh.. Just Continue..” Eren grumbles, acting like a clueless man who doesn't understand how gross this is. Instead of letting him go, Eren pushes Armin's back down flat against the couch cushions.
Then, Eren does something that makes Armin's heart stop. Eren moves one of his hands from Armin's hip and presses it directly onto Armin's lower abdomen, right where his bladder is screaming.
Armin gasps, his eyes widening. The pressure of Eren's hand against his stomach makes the urge to pee become ten times more intense. "Eren! , wait, please, stop pressing there! I'm gonna-"
"Just relax, Armin. Stop being so dramatic.. " Eren mutters, but he doesn't stop. In fact, he starts thrusting upward again, harder this time, while keeping that firm pressure on Armin's swollen belly.
Every time Eren's cock punches deep into Armin's ass, the pressure on his stomach sends a jolt of pure panic through him. Armin feels like he's gonna have both the most humiliating orgasm and accident.
The feeling is so overwhelming that Armin starts to cry tears of pure embarrassment. He's trapped under Eren's body, being fucked relentlessly while his bladder is being pressed down by Eren's hand.
Armin can't take it anymore.
The combination of Eren's cock slamming into his ass and Eren's hand pressing mercilessly against his bladder is just too much. His muscles betray him completely as a hot, humiliating wave of liquid suddenly floods out of him.
"Ah! Ere-.. I, n-no..! " Armin sobs out, his face turning a shade of red that shouldn't even be possible. He can feel the warm piss spreading across his stomach, down to his thighs and soaking into the couch cushions beneath them. The embarrassment is so intense he wants to literally die on the spot.
But Eren doesn't stop. Instead of being grossed out, Eren actually seems to get more turned on by how pathetic Armin looks and sounds. "Holy shit, Armin, you actually did it. You're such a fucking mess right now," Eren breathes out, his voice rough and needy.
Eren doesn't let him pull away. Instead, Eren reaches down and wraps his hand around Armin's cock, starting to stroke him fast and hard. The friction combined with the wet, warm feeling of the accident makes Armin's brain short circuit.
"Eren, stop, it's so gross, please-" Armin tries to protest, but it comes out as a broken moan because Eren is hitting his cock just right. He's crying and shaking, caught between wanting to hide under a blanket forever and wanting to cum so badly.
The stimulation is insane. Armin's hips jerk involuntarily as Eren pumps his cock faster and faster. "Cum for me, you're so fucking cute, just cum right now. " Eren growls, sounding super intense and unhinged.
Armin's vision goes white. With one final, desperate thrust from Eren and a brutal squeeze on his cock, Armin explodes. He cums so hard his whole body spasms, his cum splattering everywhere, mixed with the piss he excreted just a minute ago.
Eren follows right after. "Fuck, Armin!" Eren grunts, thrusting one last time as he shoots his load deep inside Armin's ass. He collapses onto Armin's back, both of them panting like they just ran a marathon.
After everything has cooled down, the living room looks like a fucking disaster. Or maybe it's just the couch. Armin is wrapped in a blanket, sitting on the far end of the couch, sulking and looking absolutely miserable. He won't even look at Eren, his face still puffy from crying and embarrassment.
Eren, on the other hand, has no shame at all. He scoots closer to Armin, trying to wrap his arms around him. "Aww, come here, my precious little angel" Eren coos, making the cringiest baby voice imaginable. "Don't be sad, you were so cute when you lost control."
Armin shudders violently, pulling the blanket tighter. "Ew. Eren, stop. That is so fucking cringe. Shut up," he mutters, though he doesn't actually push Eren away.
"But I love you so much, you know you felt really good, " Eren continues, nuzzling against Armin's neck like a needy puppy. "You're my favorite person in the whole wide world, even when you're a messy little baby."
Armin rolls his eyes so hard it hurts, but a tiny, tiny smile tugs at the corner of his mouth despite himself. 'This is so embarrassing. He's being such a fucking dork,' he thinks. 'But... I guess it's kind of cute. In a super gross way.'