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Post by Ventia on May 20, 2021 20:41:24 GMT -5
Armin chuckled at the doors slamming in his face. “Mmm still so feisty! Shy even.” He teased and waited the few seconds to see if she’d come out and rebel against such a comment. She didn’t, making Armin pout somewhat but he went over to his bathroom and grabbed his phone that he left in there. Armin searched for the Chinese place that he liked and called them, humming to himself as he made his way out of the room and down the stairs.
Turning on some of the lights as he went and ordering a bunch of stuff that he knew Annie would like and some he thought she would. Plus a few of his own favorites. He paid with his card, saying the numbers out of memory, and gave them instructions on where to leave the food and that they’d have to go through two gates before pulling up to the house. Armin could control the gates through his phone as well as a few other security measures so he wasn’t worried about them being stuck.
Armin took two glasses with ice, two plates, a few utensils and moved them to the table in front of the entertainment room, going back towards the kitchen to get their drinks. A few waters and some alcohol since Armin was in a celebrating mood. A little wouldn’t hurt.
He poured some in his cup and drank it fully, eyes glancing up to see if he could see Annie yet. Armin took another mouthful from his second glass and that was when he heard Annie’s sweet voice. Armin put the glass down and walked towards the end of the stairs, smiling widely at her once Annie came into view.
“Hey gorgeous,” Armin’s voice sounded as sweet as honey and once Annie was close enough, Armin grabbed her by her waist and lifted her against him, “Wrap your legs around me love.” Armin sighed against her body, nuzzling his face into her upper chest, breathing in her scent deeper than he could before.
Armin walked slowly back to the couch, his hand drifting up under her shirt and cardigan to trace his fingers against her bare skin. Armin sat in the middle of it, sinking his back into the cushions and keeping Annie on top of him.
“Stop struggling,” Armin grinned, pulling Annie closer against him. “The food’s on the way. Fifteen minutes now, don’t worry I won’t ravish you I just want to hold you Annie.”
“I’ll wait for the food to come before that.” Armin teased while laughing.
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Post by Decoii on May 20, 2021 20:56:26 GMT -5
It didn't take long for Annie to find him. With all the lights on, she felt like he'd left her a breadcrumb trail and all she did was follow it slowly while turning off the lights as she went along. The house was huge and she felt like it'd be scary with just the two of them but it felt comfortable to her. It gave her room to think and breathe and Annie knew she'd have enough space for herself when she needed it. She loved Armin and she also loved just being by herself. She preferred to be with Armin but knew that sometimes she just needed alone time and this house allowed her all the space she needed to adjust. She absolutely loved it.
There was an honest smile when she saw Armin. She was happy to be here with him even though she felt like she was overthinking things and in a way, not having the mate bond gave her the chance to sort through her thoughts without the fear of hurting him. Annie always thought negatively first, it was a habit. She giggled when he pulled her up and wrapped her legs around him when he asked, the nickname he chose for her made her blush and when he sat down, she struggled to get off of him but he wouldn't let her go.
She sighed and curled against him, face falling against his neck as she gave him a soft kiss. "You're going to make me call you a pervert to the point that I'll forget your real name Armin." She whispered against his skin, moving her face so she could look down at him, hands moving to lightly grab his face. "I feel so happy right now I could say the cheesiest of things, I swear." With a grin, she kissed him lightly. Once, then twice, until she pulled back with a frown. "You drank without me?" She asked, shaking her head and shifting on his lap so she'd be sitting on him rather than straddling him.
She was still blushing though, her earlier sexual thoughts still at the back of her mind but seeing as how Armin hadn't visibly made any reaction to the soft smell of lust that most definitely drifted up when she opened her legs, she felt like she was safe. Leaning forward, she took the full glass and drank from it. "I'm guessing we're celebrating our reunion?" She asked, leaning against him before sliding down besides him so she wouldn't crush him.
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Post by Ventia on May 20, 2021 21:59:37 GMT -5
“I don’t mind being a pervert with you, sweetie.” Armin sighed at her nuzzling against his neck, closing his eyes to savor the feeling since it has been so long. His fingers trailing up and down her back, feeling completely at ease and happy with Annie in his arms.
“Mmm please fire away with all the cheesiest of things.” Armin grinned at her announcement of being happy, once again it reassured his darkest of insecurities and made Armin feel like he wasn’t pushing Annie too much.
He kissed her sweetly, sighing into her lips and chuckling low under his breath at how sweet this was. And at her cute frowning at him. “I only had a glass or so, to settle the nerves. Yes you still make me nervous babe.” Armin groaned at her little maneuvering, the feel of her ass rubbing against his cock, making Armin straighten a little, his fingers curling over her hips and gripping her curves. Annie’s arousal hitting Armin hard though he was trying to not let it show.
Armin whined at Annie sliding off of him, curling his hand around her back and tugging her tighter against his side. “You couldn’t squish me if you tried Leonhart. So why get off of me? Was I uncomfy?” Armin grinned and looked accusingly at his lap, for the sole reason why he could think Annie would get off of him.
“And yes.” Armin poured himself another glass since Annie took his and leaned back into the seat. Bringing it closer to them and taking slow sips.
“Here’s to us baby.”
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Post by Decoii on May 20, 2021 23:30:50 GMT -5
I don't want to." Annie muttered, rolling her eyes at Armin. "I've said enough cheesy shit today to embarrass myself for the rest of my life." She wanted to, though. She wanted to tell Armin how she was so unbelievably overwhelmed that she could cry. How she was terrified beyond belief that she wouldn't fit into the role as perfectly as he imagined in his head. That he terrified her by talking about wanting a family because her father had fucked her up so badly she didn't think she could give him that, even if she tried. She wanted to tell him so much that as she slid off of his lap, she opened her mouth to talk but nothing came out.
She closed her mouth and turned to the drink, chuckling at his next set of words. "If i'm being honest with you I'm beyond nervous right now and I don't even know why so don't ask me to explain it okay?" She brought the drink to her mouth, dipping her cup in a cheers motion before nodding along, "To us." She said, taking a hefty amount of the beverage before sighing at the sting it left behind in her throat. "I guess it's okay, unfortunately I'm a lightweight and this cup would probably give me a pretty heavy buzz."
After some time of waiting and drinking, she moved back on his lap, turning so she'd be able to face him. "Armin, you know I'd crush you if I wanted to, right? Like, don't challenge me like that. You should know better." She was teasing him despite her usual serious look being plastered on her face and after a couple of long pauses, she swallowed from her cup again and placed it down. Moving to straddle him before squeezing her legs tightly around him. She could crush him, she really could, if she wanted too.
The alcohol was already making a small blush flush across the pale skin of her shoulders and leaving a small lopsided grin on her mouth. She was happy and the overwhelming thoughts and fears she had earlier had slowly started to die down. She'd fit here. Not only in this house, but in this life and by his side. They'd spent too much time doubting each other and too much time just thinking about the negatives. Annie felt like she was stuck there, mentally, in the gloom that had taken a hold of her for the last couple of months without him.
This would work, this was it, she knew it.
Sighing, she shifted higher on his lap and slowly placed her hands on his shoulder, moving them down so she could feel the firmness of his arms before grabbing his hands and placing them on her ass. She wanted this, she wanted him and just like all the other times, she'd be the one to initial things because Armin was being incredibly considerate as he always was. As she loved him for being. Squeezing her legs around him, she moved her hands to his chest, feeling the firmness there before letting out a small grunt. "You've... Grown more during all this time, it shows on your face too." She unclenched her legs and shifted even higher, until she could feel him between her legs and with one final squeeze she started leaning down to kiss him, tongue already darting out to lick across his lips-
-The doorbell rang.
And Annie has never jumped away from anything as fast as she jumped away and off of his lap, her face burning hot red.
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Post by Ventia on May 21, 2021 16:56:55 GMT -5
“Really? I don’t think you’ve had though.” Armin mused frowning at her, the tint in his gaze sparking with playfulness. Armin absolutely loved everything they had said today to each other. And if he was being honest, he loved her excitement from the last two days as well, despite what she was on. Armin craved this, this closeness with Annie, being next to her, being in her life again, the feel of her warmth and the sound of her voice...it was all amazing for Armin.
“You should definitely tell me some more.” Armin sighed, his fingers trailing lazily against her thigh. He wiggled his own cup in the air in his own salute, smiling at her words about still being nervous. “Look at us, a pair of nervous dummies. Yet I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m sure we’ll break out of it soon enough.” Armin brought the cup to his lips, watching Annie still, specifically the way her lips parted slightly to drink, watched the liquid rush towards her pretty lips, her jugular as she swallowed...Armin groaned to himself and drank the cup. Bending over to place it down and leaning back against the couch, his attention where it should be-on Annie.
His lips dipped in a half pleasured smirk as Annie straddled him again, one brow raised at her words, “Why don’t you show me?” Armin pushed, loving the feel of Annie’s legs tightening around him. Every tug was fueling Armin’s already hot need of her. He leaned his head back, so he could stare up at Annie, at everything she was doing. At her bright eyes. Armin groaned low in his throat as she rubbed higher on his lap, her fingers trailing down his shoulders and arms and when she moved his hand, Armin happily cupped her ass, rubbing his fingers lightly across her shorts, dipping underneath to caress at her bare skin and feeling a velvety fabric that only heightened his desire.
“Annie..” Armin groaned louder this time, edging it with a growl to let Annie know what she was doing to him. His fingers getting rougher and squeezing her tight but thick ass with a only a hint of Armin’s desperation. He chuckled at her, even though the feel of her riding on top of his cock made his eyes brighten with fire, “I’ve been busy.” And he had, the nine months Armin hadn’t had a break, and thus his body had developed a bit more from it.
Armin sighed, tugging Annie closer when it was apparent that she was going to kiss him. That pink tongue looking like the sweetest lollipop that Armin wanted to suck on. He was leaning forward, about to do just that when the doorbell rang and Annie jumped off of him like a skittish kitty cat.
Armin growled, knowing he told the restaurant to just leave it without any disturbances, he glanced at Annie, at her red face and groaned to himself while getting up. “Stupid people.” Armin snapped lowly to himself and rubbed at his neck and went towards the front door. Rearranging his sweats before opening the door with dark blue eyes.
The man must have seen Armin’s displeasure and started to stumble over his words. Armin thanked him, keeping his voice calm, and took the food and drink. Reminding the man he tipped him already and sending him on his way. Armin closed the door with his hip, quickly locking it, and moving over back to the couch and placing the two bags of food and bag of drinks down.
“I guess food?” Armin asked lowly, still slightly annoyed that they had been disrupted during a good part but reining in that feeling because they’d have all the time in the world.
“We should eat.” Armin said happier this time, “You’ve barely eaten today, a few bites of your French toast, a corn dog, a bite of the elephant ears and that bag of cotton candy. It’s not enough. And I’ve eaten less.” Armin didn’t mention that he wasn’t hungry for food, because it would defeat his purpose of getting Annie to eat. Armin started unpacking the food, putting out containers and plastic platters boxes of food. He took one of the ragoons, opened its sweet sauce and dipped it, popping it into his mouth and glancing at Annie again, smiling while he chewed at her face.
“Where’s that remote?” Armin asked himself and found it on the table next to him. He turned the huge TV on and went over to Netflix, looking for a movie.
“Are you not hungry for food darling?” Armin teased.
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Post by Decoii on May 21, 2021 19:13:12 GMT -5
Annie had never seen Armin look so irritated before and as he walked towards the main entrance, she let out a laugh despite her own set of frustrations. By the time he came back, she took off her cardigan and put it back on about three times before finally just taking it off because she felt too hot. Despite that, she draped it across her legs so she wouldn't be too exposed, even if she really wanted to be more exposed to Armin at the moment.
By the time he came back, she had another cup of alcohol to her lips and was drinking down the bitter liquid fast to calm her over excited heart. She was hoping that the cardigan could muffle the smell of her excitement and she fanned herself with her hands while sighing out in discontent at the burn in her throat. Annie felt flustered and she didn't know how to deal with herself so even as she sat down trying to seem calm, she was squirming.
"Eat. Food. Right." She stuttered, leaning forward to go through the bags and settled on pulling out an eggroll.
She cussed and dropped it on a paper plate that she pulled out of another bag, blowing on her fingers while leaning back in her seat. She hadn't eaten much but she agreed that Armin should probably eat something since he's eaten less than her. Annie stared at the television for a bit before scoffing and looking over at him with a glare for his last remark.
"That wasn't even cute." She said, referring to the way he teased her despite that a new blush spread across her shoulders. She wanted him and now it was the only thing she could think about especially since he was openly teasing her about it too. But instead of just jumping on his lap and teasing him while he ate, she decided that he'd be the one to go to her the next time around.
She wondered how many days, weeks- months it would take Armin to seek her out since he'd never done so in the past. Annie was always the one to throw herself on him and he'd start things to tease her, but wouldn't follow through because it was always so inappropriately timed. She let out a groan and covered her face with her hands. Thinking about him like this only made her want him even more.
"Is it hot in here?"
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Post by Ventia on May 22, 2021 19:39:36 GMT -5
Armin chuckled lightly to himself at the way Annie was acting. Raising a eyebrow at the black cardigan draped over her lap which did nothing to mask her scent. Armin reached over, scooting closer to Annie while he did do, and brought one of the sodas on his lap. Twisting open the top and pouring it into his cup, about halfway and then closing it back up and getting the liquor now and pouring some of that until his cup was filled.
Armin stirred it with a chopstick and glanced over at Annie. “It’s not that hot. Why babe? You hot?” Armin leaned back and wrapped a arm around her shoulders, using his free hand to grab her cardigan and throw it over his head, landing about six feet away on the floor. “There that should help.” Armin winked and leaned forward, getting his mixed drink and taking a few swallow before placing it back down.
Armin leaned back again, snuggling into Annie’s side and staring at the table full of food. He sighed and turned over to Annie, leaning his face into her shoulder and sighing again into her skin. Mumbling to himself. “I got too much. Per usual.”
Armin started to press kisses to Annie’s shoulder, moving his head around to kiss up along her collarbone, sliding the straps of her shirt away to kiss underneath. Then bringing his lips towards the sweet curve of her neck, taking his time there, opening his mouth and flicking his tongue over her warm flesh, biting softly not enough to break the skin, sucking softly and leaving small red marks instead of the one Armin really wanted to leave.
“Still hot?” Armin whospered against her throat, his hand over her stroking her hair and back. Armin’s other hand brushing against her knee and rubbing upwards to squeeze against her bare thighs.
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Post by Decoii on May 22, 2021 20:37:38 GMT -5
"I am hot." She mumbled, turning her neck to the side so she could give him space to lay his head. "Your body temperature is always so abnormally hot so this isn't helping..." Her voice sounded soft, too soft and she hated how Armin could so easily turn her into mush. She glanced at the food for a second before smiling. "It's okay. I really do appreciate all the options and I love left overs. I promise not a single thing would go uneaten."
Armin always had a weird way of over doing some things and while others would find it annoying, she couldn't. Armin always gave her things he thought she'd like because Annie was so strict when it came to going outside of her comfort zone that she never allowed herself to try new things. It wasn't because she didn't want too... But rather she would think too much and if she ended up not liking it she'd get mad at herself for disappointing herself instead of just going with the usual. But he always just knew and always gave her things to try in such a simple delightful way Annie literally couldn't say no. Then he made sure she had what she wanted just in case.
One of the reasons she loved him and she was sure he probably didn't even know he was always unconsciously doing such things. It showed in other things too. From the underwear he picked out for her to the products he left for her in the bathroom. To the way he always asked her if it was okay if he did this or that or if she'd preferred other things instead. He was always so mindful and innocent and-
"Oh." Annie let out a shaky breath, having not even realized she dozed off and now Armin's lips laid across her neck sucking up her skin in a way that made her insides clench with need and Annie brought her hands up to his lap, grabbing the fabric of his sweats tightly and letting out a small moan of his name. "Y-You... Y-you... Fuck." She groaned and twisted her body so he could touch her easier. Despite thinking he was teasing her again she wanted him so badly she almost gave up on her earlier thoughts of not just jumping on his lap.
"I-I... You're hungry go eat." She whined, face flushed at how feminine and soft and needy she sounded.
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Post by Ventia on May 22, 2021 21:45:58 GMT -5
Armin smiled against her skin, her scent lovely against his nose, his fingers digging into the curve of her thighs, pulling her right leg more towards him so she’d open her legs a bit more. “You’re hot. I’m hot.” Armin chuckled, “Maybe we should take a dip in the pool? Mmm nah.” Armin nibbled on her neck more, his teeth slightly sharpening but not overly so. Pausing and leaning back to smile widely up at her.
“Thank you Annie. That makes me happy.” She always was quick to reassure him, it was something Armin truly appreciated and leaned on more than he should have. Another reason why he loved her so. Armin dipped his head back down, pressing kisses along her jaw now, his other hand slipping down from her hair and down her back, curving around her hip and squeezing her there for a second.
“Hmm?” Armin hummed, smiling at her little tugging on his lap. Dangerously close to his still unbearable hard on. At the way she turned towards him, Armin stopped massaging her thighs, placing the plate forgotten on the couch next to her and tossing it on the table, his fingers coming back to cup along her calf, sliding his hand up and tugging Annie all the way towards him, raising himself up so Annie had one leg on either side of him.
Armin gave Annie her look, biting his lip and winking at that last bit. Her needy voice almost doing it for him. “Oh I’m going to eat. For sure Leonhart.” Armin bent forward and captured her lips, sliding his tongue along her lower lip before dipping further in, tasting her. All while his fingers slipped over her legs, tugging his thumbs into the material of her shorts and pulling down on them, breaking the kiss and leaning back on his haunches to proceed his taking off her shorts.
Not stopping if Annie didn’t try to halt his movements. It wasn’t long before Armin had the shorts completely off, leaving her in the lavender silky underwear. Armin was breathing hard now, his fingers curling around her ankles, keeping her legs apart and seeing the unmistakable dark spot that Annie was trying to hide by sitting straighter. Armin moved then, bending over her legs and pressing kisses up her lovely creamy flesh, curling his arms around her knees, as his lips trailed upwards along her thighs, his tongue savoring her as he went. Taking his time but not too much time because Armin was dying to taste Annie in the way he had dreamt for months now and had kicked himself silly for not doing it sooner.
Armin released her left leg and brought his hand up, touching her sweet spot softly, glancing up to stare into Annie’s eyes and seeing the heat there, urged Armin on. His fingers pressed firmly against her clit, rubbing it in little circles through the thin fabric and going back to kiss closer now, at the upper curve of her thigh, his face right next to her sex.
“If you want me to stop Annie...” his voice was a growl now, “this would be the time. But God if you want me to keep going, open your pretty legs wider for me Kitten. Because Daddy’s hungry. All I want is you.”
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Post by Decoii on May 23, 2021 2:10:20 GMT -5
When Armin thanked her and told her it would make him happy knowing she'd eat all the food eventually Annie gave him the goofiest widest smile she could give him. Armin was absolutely everything to her. He was strong, intelligent, and kind. All while showing her his weaknesses, his perverseness, and being rough when she liked it the most. HE was shy and always doubted himself at such weird times but would turn around and touch her -kiss her- with mind numbing confidence. He was also absolutely beautiful. With those blue eyes that sparked with his titans presence in such a way that it literally reminded her of glitter.
His face although having now matured still had a boyish look to it that made him look absolutely innocent. But the way he touched Annie, the way he moved her so that she was laying without her pants, exposing her most private area's to him while he touched and kissed her was far from innocent. It didn't matter if they didn't make sense to anyone else, they clicked in such a way that it fogged her brain up and made her go crazy. He was dangerous. So dangerous when he looked at Annie with that smoldering glint in his eyes. When his eyebrows tucked in at just the right angle, when his eyes narrowed, and his lips parted in a way that made her feel as if he'd been trapped for countless days in a desert and she was an oasis.
Annie was panting and as he moved to kiss her and touch her, she moved one of her hands to her mouth so she could bite down on the side of her pointer finger to keep herself somewhat sane. Armin knew how to drive her insane, she realized. He know how to go painfully slow and as soon as Annie would open her mouth to complain he would speed up before she could even object. He knew when to grab her roughly and when to make her world spin with his gentleness that left her craving more. He gave her just enough to leave her starving and then fed her beyond her limits.
She had been watching him. Her face red, chest riding and falling with her pants, and she could see herself tremble as he moved up her legs and as his eyes met hers she groaned loudly. "Fuck..." Was about the only thing she could even say because it was all too much and even though Annie should have been shy, he'd already put her in such a position she couldn't afford to be shy or try to fight against him because she needed it so damn much. Then he touched her where she needed him the most and her body jolted forward, a loud heavy moan escaping her mouth.
She arched her back and her hand went down to his hair, not knowing what she was going to do but she let out a breathless chuckle at his lewd words because they made her flush even more, this time in slight embarrassment as she throbbed against his fingers, feeling a new wave of wetness and need roll out of her. This kind of talk was definitely too much for Annie and she covered her face with the hand she had near her mouth, freezing up slightly at the conflicting feelings inside of her because it made her feel embarrassed but so god damn hot at the same time and she didn't know how to handle it for a second.
With a grunt, she moved one leg over his shoulder and turned her body so she could bring the heel of her foot up and plant it on the couch to allow her other leg to open up wider for him. "Please, Armin." She panted, closing her eyes as she let out another moan. "Your kitten is more than ready to feed you, daddy, I'm so fucking wet-- please -- don't stop." Annie turned red. Not knowing what she was saying or understanding why she felt like begging for him in the moment but it woke something up in her and she couldn't stop herself from rocking her hips down on his fingers, sliding closer to his face. "Please."
She was definitely going to kill him if he ever mentioned this to her afterwards, but for now, Annie could do nothing more than give into her need for him. A need that left her so blindly begging in a way she thought she possibly could never and calling him daddy, as lewd and uncomfortable as she would feel on any other day, was the hottest goddamn thing.
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Post by Ventia on May 23, 2021 19:24:30 GMT -5
Annie was Armin’s Kitten, temperamental and on bad days very quick to anger, feisty and not shy with saying what was on her mind, and just as quick, turning submissive and needy, wanting and purring for more, soft and feminine, aching against his touch and whining softly, pretty moans escaping her pretty lips. Annie was everything to him, everything that made her Annie Armin absolutely craved it, because he knew there was no one else like his Annie.
She was driving him insane right now, with her purring mews, her exotic words, her needy willingness that gave Armin more than enough room to work with. Armin growled darkly against her sex, her needy scent drowning him and stirring his desperation to finally taste her. Armin nipped at the juicy underside of her thigh, his fingers circling tight and slowly round and round against her lavender silk.
“Fuck Annie...” Armin swore softly, feeling her desperate pushing against his fingers. Armin’s tongue breeched the curve of Annie’s sex, sliding alongside her silky underwear, his fingers continuing his slow torture. Armin’s left hand uncurled around Annie’s lowered leg, his fingers sliding up, pushing under her ass and between the couch to grab and fondle at her ass, Armin’s tongue pressing closer to the center of Annie’s panties, licking at her through the fabric and getting just a hint of Annie’s taste-a tease.
Armin slipped his fingers away from rubbing at her clit, his mouth closing around the swollen nub through the fabric and sucking softly, her panties already wet from her neediness and from his tongue, giving Armin a better lock on the tiny nub. His fingers slipping under her panties from the side and feeling her wetness, Armin groaned then growled, as he rubbed up and down, letting go of her clit with his mouth to rub at it directly with his fingers, rubbing her wetness more against it, until Armin teasingly took it back in his mouth. This time dipping his forefinger deep into Annie’s pussy, feeling how tight she is, his eyes automatically closing in pleasure, loving the feel of her hands tugging against his hair and her needy sobs.
Armin drew another finger into her, stretching her tight walls and dragging his other hand out from underneath her, to pull aside Annie’s panties, exposing her pussy entirely for Armin’s eyes and taking a moment to savor the sight of Annie wetness pink and swollen clit, and Armin’s two fingers going in and out of her tight hole.
His voice was all growls. “What a fucking pretty pussy, Kitten.” But Armin had no patience for words any longer and sucked that precious little nub, curling his tongue around it and twisting it gently against his front teeth, before lapping his tongue back and forth, all while he kept fingering her sweet hole. Annie’s taste...Gods Armin couldn’t even describe it, already addicted after the first taste, and like a addict, needy for more.
Armin pulled his fingers out from her, taking the time to suck on them and taste Annie again, before bending and lapping just over her hole. Her sweet nectar filling his tongue greedily and Armin plunged his tongue into that sweet hole, rubbing his nose against her most private part and even stretching his tongue out, making it longer and thicker so Armin could taste Annie fully. Damn Armin was glad he was a Titan in this fucking moment, able to do such things that people could only dream of. His tongue seemed to hit all the sweet corners of her pussy, her juices dripping down the length of it, and Armin swallowing like a starved madmen.
His tongue reached the end of Annie’s pussy, pressing hotly against her womb and Armin lengthened it thinner at the tip, rubbing his tongue all the way towards that little hole and slipping in slightly. Armin pulled away, letting his tongue stretch back to normal, and lapped at the juices against Annie’s trembling pussy, unable to stop his dark heady chuckles, his eyes flashing dangerously wicked up at Annie’s teary eyes, his fingers filling her again, as his body stretched over hers, wanting Annie to taste herself on his lips, Armin bent down, thrusting his tongue into her already parted pink lips and fucking her mouth with the same intensity he had given her greedy one down there.
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Post by Decoii on May 23, 2021 20:40:00 GMT -5
The closer he got to her, the more nervous she was growing by the second. This was far different than having sex in a pool, a dark car, under the sheets. There was something entirely different about what Armin was doing to her that made her nervous. She's never been seen so up close, especially in her most private areas and she paused to look at him and gauged his reaction to seeing her, to tasting her, to being so close to her. then he told her she had a pretty pussy and Annie sighed in some sort of relief and leaned back down on the couch, relaxing for a second before her body jolted upwards and she gasped loudly, hands flying to his hair as he wrapped his hot mouth against her clit and started his assault.
She lost her self entirely the moment his mouth pressed against her sex. She wasn't aware of what she was doing or saying. Her body vibrating in pleasure, hands pushing his face impossibly more closer to him as she rubbed herself against his face. "Oh." she gasped out, holding completely still. Icy blue eyes going wide as her hands moved up to cover her opened mouth. "Oh!" She yelped out more loudly, feeling his tongue grow inside of her, feeling the undeniable heat his body was consumed in each time he tapped into his titan form. The pleasure she got from his twirling tongue was indescribable and as he moved it inside of him, Annie grabbed on to her tits roughly, squeezing as tears fell from her eyes and she cried out his name.
She was so close. So goddamn close but Armin decided to move up and kiss her. His tongue normal and his face stained with the markings of his titans. Scars running along his face and cheeks and she moved forward, pulling him down against her lips as she consumed everything he had to offer, sucking his tongue so she could taste herself against him and grinding down on his fingers. But it just wasn't enough for Annie and she felt her usual need to take control.
She pulled away, pushing him off of her until he was awkwardly placed between the couch and the table. She ignored his questioning look as she slid off as well, a grin on her flushed stained cheeks. "Don't worry Daddy, Kitten just wants to feed you a bit more before she's done." She wanted to push the couch aside and find more room and seeing as how Armin had tapped into his Titan side, she felt like she should be able to do the same. Annie placed her hand against the couch and focused on shifting her arm, the limbs sudden growth made the couch fly backwards a couple of feet and as quickly as her shift came, it went away, leaving only markings as evidence.
"I'm so fucking close..." She muttered out, eyes landing on Armin as she held him down and moved up his body until her pussy was hovering over his face. "Please don't stop... Daddy." She growled out, leaning back so that she could press down against his mouth and Armin didn't disappoint her. He was all tongue and heat and teeth and lips and Annie's body was trembling so much as she screamed out his name that she struggled to stay up even though she had his hair tightly wrapped around her fingers.
Armin must have noticed this, because he quickly slid out from under her, grabbing her hips to lay her down as he knelt over her and continued to lick up and suck at her pouring juices. It didn't take much time for Annie to climax, to turn into a trembling vibrating mess of screams and tears and pleasure. riding out the most intense orgasm of her life.
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Post by Ventia on May 23, 2021 21:50:54 GMT -5
“Good cuz Daddy wasn’t done yet babygirl.” Armin stared at her ass as Annie turned around, Armin’s fingers reaching up to snag down her panties, bending forward to bite at her plump ass, even as he worked the lavender mess off her long legs and discarded it with a toss under the table. When the couch flew back, Armin raised both of his eyebrows and laughed low, sliding his hands over her round ass, letting her turn back to face him and pausing at the sight of her Titan scars. Armin heart thundered, missing this sight as much as he missed every single thing about Annie.
“You’re so beautiful baby.” Armin sighed happily and smiled at her, letting Annie climb over him and greedily tasting her sweet folds over and over again, working his tongue and fingers into her, feeling her wetness drip down into his mouth and trickle down his jaw. His free hand grabbing fistfuls of her ass, until Armin needed more, could feel Annie’s legs quivering and decided enough was enough.
Armin made quick work in maneuvering them, pressing Annie down and stroking her orgasm forward, his tongue hitting all her sweet spots, one hand playing with her tight and hard nipples, the other one urging her on with quick rubs and flicks against her clit, growls, groans, and moans escaping his throat, getting muffled against her sweet pussy until Armin felt Annie climax for him, the rush of her hot heady cum sliding against his tongue and Armin eagerly swallowing. Armin kissed her blushing trembling flesh over and over, sucking softly on her clit and fingering her gently, getting her ready for another round, his lips making their way up her body, pushing up her shirt, exposing her lavender bra and dragging it down, exposing her hard rosy nipples.
Armin groaned with pleasure, his tongue closing over one of those hard nubs and sucking not at all gently against it. His fingers coaxing Annie to get excited again, for that fire to burn ablaze, dragging his mouth to her other nipple, and giving it as much attention as Armin wanted to.
“Ready Kitten?” Armin dragged his hot mouth to her throat, licking against her sweet skin and nibbling gently. Dragging his mouth and his kisses up her neck and jaw, sucking on her earlobe and growling softly into her ear, her wetness pouring against his fingers, her body already ready whether she was or wasn’t.
“You’re such a good girl for Daddy-all wet and needy like the dirty little slut you are, all mine, aren’t you precious?” Armin covered her mouth before she could respond, swallowing her moans with a flick of his tongue, easing his fingers out of her and tugging down on his sweats and boxers, taking himself and rubbing his throbbing tip already soaked with his own pre-cum up and down against Annie’s sweet folds, drinking in her saliva and sucking on her tongue, dipping just the tip inside of her, then sliding out, hearing the hushed whimpers and her rough breathing.
It urged Armin on, her scent, the taste of her cum on his tongue, her soft muffled noises as she struggled underneath him, rubbing against him, trying to thrust upwards and hold Armin’s cock deeper inside. Armin chuckled in the kiss, sucking on her lower lip and dipping back in, a little bit deeper this time. Wanting to prolong this moment as much as he could, wanting to have Annie a begging mess, a dirty sloppy messy girl who only lived for pleasing Armin and his cock.
“You’re so fucking pretty,” Armin’s free hand slid up and around Annie’s throat, closing his long fingers firmly over hers and squeezing the sides as you were supposed instead of actually choking someone out. Annie would feel the pressure and tightness but not actually be losing any oxygen or ability to breathe. “Mine.” Armin snarled against her lips, biting and sucking at her upper lip now, sliding his cock further inside of her, about halfway in now, then slowly easing out, his eyes glittering brightly and darkly.
“Who’s Daddy’s girl? You? Fuck yes it’s you Annie.” With that, Armin took her mouth and thrusted deeply as he could inside of his woman.
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Post by Decoii on May 24, 2021 7:21:23 GMT -5
It wasn't fair. How he distracted her with his lips when he finally gave her what she craved for. Annie cried out in his mouth, a new set of tears forming in her eyes as she adjusted to his large size, he didn't give her time to do so, driven by desire as he curved into her, holding her down in place as he fucked her roughly. Needless to say, her hands were all over him, gripping, digging, rubbing. Her lips trapped in his own or darting over his skin as she moaned and sobbed out his name while licking, biting, and sucking.
Her orgasm started building up fairly quickly and when she started clenching around him, screaming at her approaching climax- he stopped. She was left panting, clenching, and gritting her teeth at having been there already but being denied. Armin had simply looked at her face with a chuckle, darting down to kiss over her chest and to lick down her stomach before returning up towards her with a smirk. "Not yet my Kitten." He whispered across her ear as he waited for her to calm down before proceeding.
Annie lost her mind at that torture as it sparked and turned into something dangerous. Something that had her climb over him. "If you needed a break, that's all daddy had to say." Annie knew that wasn't the case, but regardless, she climbed on top of him, deciding to face the opposite way she normally would and grabbing his ankles as she leaned forward, arching her ass in the air as she slid him back inside and started to bounce on his dick as quickly and roughly as he had been plunging into her. She too, waited until she could feel him twitching, until she could feel the pitch in his voice change and his hands grab her more roughly. Until he called out her name and tensed before she quickly pulled him out, panting as she slid off of him and sat besides him.
This was a dangerous game, she realized, but with a grin and a glint in her excited eyes, she looked down at Armin and gave a halfhearted shrug, her face clearly flushed and amused as he dug his hands into the skin of her thighs and moaned out in frustration. She had edged him so close to his climax that she could see him trembling, see him gritting his teeth, as his eyes sparked with more black. The shift in him excited her, and the hunger in his eyes as he sat up and jumped at her made her squeak.
They took turn bringing each other close to their climaxes and denying each other the release they needed. Armin folded Annie in ways that should have been painful if she wasn't all consumed by need. He got pleasure off of making her scream and say the lewdest thing in the heat of the moment and she said all sorts of dirty things. From begging for his dick in such a way that she normally would rather die, to screaming out that she was a slut for him and him only. To crying out that her pussy belonged to him and his dick was the loveliest thing to begging him to fuck her hole until she was raw. She said all sorts of things as he grew rougher, more dominant, and ultimately denied her once again of her release. Prompting her to beg him for that too.
In return, Annie did the things she never would on a sane mind.
She crawled over him so she could bring him deeper than ever into her mouth. So she could suck and nibble and play with his balls, asking to be choked. She liked that, she realized, his hands on her neck as he forced his dick so far into her mouth that she literally cried. She discovered new things too. How Armin had this overly ticklish part right next to his balls and thighs and she would randomly stop what she was doing so she could press her teeth and suck on it. He would let out a loud squeak and push her away so roughly she was sure he would break her neck if she kept at it. But she denied him and in turn, he folded her over the couch, bringing her ass so high that her feet didn't touch the ground before denying her too.
At some point Annie took the bottle of alcohol and filled her mouth. Drinking before holding come in her lips for him and gently coaxing the alcohol from her mouth into his and he slammed her rather roughly against the floor. But before he could continue his torture, she decided that she couldn't anymore, and crystalized her most private areas. The frown on his face when he realized he couldn't pry her lips apart to glide into her was the deepest frown she's ever seen and Annie let out a bark of laughter as he dug his fingers into her thighs so roughly that she felt blood tickling out from the crescent indents of his nails. But it was fair, considering that he was full of bites and scratches and hickies. She hadn't gone easy on him, his back was raw.
"Kitten thinks she's been good. So good to daddy that she needs him to give her a reward. I'm such a slut for you, Armin, and I need you to fill me up. I need you to cum inside of me and give your kitten everything that she craves. Everything. Before filling me up with your hot seed. Think you can do that, daddy?" She turned to get on her hands and knees and position herself so that she'd be in front of him. She slowly arched her back and brought her face down against the cool tile, leaning her weight forward as her knees slid far apart and she was left wide open for him. She brought her hands down, releasing the armor so she could slide her fingers in where she had just denied him. So she could scream and beg for daddy in the weakest of tones as she begged to be fucked, to be filled, to be granted the privilege. "Your little kitten, your little slut needs you to feed her now. Please daddy, fill me up, show me everything you got and give me what only you can." She slid her hands out of her, and moved her hands to her ass, spreading her cheeks apart and displaying everything she had to offer to Armin.
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Post by Ventia on May 24, 2021 23:31:35 GMT -5
It was getting out of hand, Armin had wanted to be the one to do all the teasing, to make Annie mindless only wanting pleasure and their release together and had found himself in the same fucking sweet predicament. Annie was insanely sweet and oh so spirited, so willing, so forthcoming, so demanding...mmm Armin loved every desperate second, loved the change of control that danced between the two of them. It was a hell of a ride, which should be saying something since Armin and Annie went on many roller coasters and Armin wanted to go again and again which was why he let it go on for so long, but really it was getting out of hand.
“Annieee!” Armin pleaded with relief when the crystallized wall separating him from her glorious pussy and ass finally got released, his fingers cupping over hers as she fingered herself, Armin growled roughly at still being denied access to her sweet entrance and even as she spoke, Armin slid the tip of his cock into her ass, he had been playing with it this entire time, getting that hole ready as he violated the other.
Armin wrapped his arm around Annie’s waist, bending over and pressing some of his weight hard against her back, letting go of her waist to brush back her hair from her neck, even as Armin pushed himself deeper into her tight ass, nibbling roughly against her neck, her shoulder, biting the underside of her arm, wrapping his hand back around her belly, his palm clutching at her stomach, even as Armin pushed deeper into Annie, muffling his moans and grunts into her skin, Annie’s voice like the seductress siren song it was already made Armin lose his mind.
All he could think about was fucking Annie, making love to his mate, and getting his release-giving Annie’s hers. So he fucked her ass, gently at first but growing with intensity with each thrust. Not stopping even while she screamed and cried that it hurt, that this wasn’t the hole she had told him to fuck, until she began screaming in another kind of tone, moaning with pleasure and rolling her eyes back in sheer bliss, enjoying the new feel of fucking, until her ass became sloppy and wet for him.
Armin pulled back, rubbing his cock with his free hand, feeling Annie leaning against his arm branded over her stomach, whimpering breathlessly, Armin thrusted himself inside her pussy now, feeling her tighten around his cock and gasp at the sudden assault. Armin fucked her over and over, dripping her nipples with both his hands and twisting the hard peaks as Armin gave Annie everything she wanted.
“You want my seed Kitten? You want my hot fucking cum to be filling this greedy pussy? Dripping out of you load after load?” Armin laughed harshly, kissing her ear and dragging his mouth across her cheek until his lips found hers. Armin’s body was shaking at this point, his voice hoarse from all the sounds he was making, sweat dripping off of him, his hair sticking to his face and head, the pace he was keeping and the pleasure with each move, each pull and push, was making Armin go hazy with bliss.
“You’ve been such a good fucking girl, that’s why I’m going to give my good kitten every last drop of her Daddy’s cum.”
And yet? Armin continued this sweet torture until the very last second. Until neither of them could hold it no more. “Fuck Annie I’m cumming, I’m cumming babygirl, Daddy’s cumming...” Armin growled as he slammed as far as he could reach, as far as Annie’s body would allow him to reach, pressing up against her womb, the tip of his cock digging into that tiny hole, his cum exploding out of him, filling her womb, filling her pussy, biting down on the gentle curl of her back, to muffle his cry of pure pleasure, letting go anyways and screaming with his release that seemed to not end with how long he had been denied.
“I. Love. You.” Armin growled out, ravenous and spent out all in one, still filling her sweet hole, flipping them over so Armin was on his back with Annie on top of him, still trying to thrust deeper inside of her with the new position, fill her deeply more, willing a part of himself to stay deep inside of her, to become one with her, to be bonded with his Annie for all eternity.
After a long while later, when they both finally finished their releases, and a few more after that, when their bodies only quivered just a fraction, Armin sat up, with Annie still tucked in his lap, and maneuvered themselves to be sitting right in front of their table filled with very cold food.
Armin chuckled against Annie’s ear, nuzzling her neck that surprisingly didn’t hold his mate mark, something Armin had denied himself from doing without Annie’s sober (not just from the alcohol) consent. That was a talk they would have to eventually have.
He reached for one of the forks, since his trembling arm couldn’t hold or handle the difficulty of the chopsticks and twirled it in the lo mein as he would pasta and brought it to his now hungry for food lips. “Fuck now I’m starving.” For some reason Armin found that to be the most funniest thing and broke out into a song of laughter, curling his arm around Annie’s waist and feeling the most happiness he had ever in his life.
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