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Post by Ventia on May 29, 2021 17:08:42 GMT -5
Armin frowned at the thought of leaving Annie alone in the kitchen, about to say that it was one of the bad things that he’d say no to, but then she said she’d get hurt if he said no now, so Armin had no choice but to keep his lips shut. Plus, he didn’t think Annie was that bad-well for some things, he knew better than to leave her with hot oil or a open flame. Which was why he had asked what she was making so he could figure out if he needed to stay in the living room or go to his office like she was dragging him to.
“Fine fine.” Armin huffed, and smiled down at her, giving Annie a sweet soft kiss before walking towards his office, stopping by the door and turning around to see Annie walking away towards the kitchen. His eyes dropped down to watch her ass sway hypnotically, feeling himself taking a step after her, before Armin frowned at himself and forced himself to enter the office. He put his back to the closed door now, breathing hard through his mouth, still tasting Annie in the air and his needy desire for her.
It hadn’t been that long, Armin frowned again, only a couple days ago when Annie had a good day and was suddenly on top of him taking what she wanted. Armin groaned at that memory, loving Annie’s dominance and forcing himself to do what she wanted him to. Make the appointment. Find out if she was really pregnant by a actual doctor. Maybe pregnancy tests didn’t work on nonhumans? Armin felt a sliver of hurt already blooming in his heart at the thought of Annie not being pregnant, of not carrying their child, he shouldn’t have-should he relieved. They weren’t ready. He knew that-rationally. But man, since he saw those positive results, that damn hope and pride was bursting inside of him. Not only him, his Titans also wanted a baby-though Armin wasn’t exactly amuse by the idea. They’ve had babies before, in all their lives, Armin was technically the Wolf’s baby while he was in his father, and look at that now.
Armin growled at them, reminding them yet again that there would be no more life for them after Armin. His baby-his children-would not be the next hosts for his Titans. They knew this, and agreed with him, and still Armin felt that shred of nerves that one day he might do what his own father did. No. That would never happen. His children. Annie’s children. Their children would be normal.
Armin finally made his way to his chair, pulling his hair out of his face and getting his phone, looking through his contacts for Ackerman and clearing his throat while he called her. It hasn’t been that long, Armin called her quite a few times when the injuries at Marley were life threatening, but it was the first time he was calling to set up a appointment-a pregnancy one at that.
But Ackerman was never the type to ask too many questions, not the ones she didn’t have to. She asked him what he wanted from her, he told her about Annie a bit, and that they couldn’t go to New Dawn for it. Ackerman reminded him of her office in the Deadlands, gave him the address again, to which Armin looked up on the laptop and set the appointment for tomorrow, around two in the afternoon.
Armin had just finished hanging up when Annie’s scent was suddenly strong in the room, and taking his phone from his hand and closing his laptop. Armin grinned, leaning back on the table and staring at her, at her equally needy scent and her words.
“They can be both?” Armin smiled softly at her words, picking up again on the not so subtle marriage talk, and trying to not get in a negative mood at her hero talk of him. Armin knew she was right, that he had saved a lot, but he had also failed many. Armin pushed it aside though, already accepting his sins, and brought his fingers to caress up Annie’s legs.
“You feeling better now?” Armin asked gently, even though all he wanted to do was throw Annie down fully on his desk and fill himself with her. “Eleven minutes is more than enough, but only if you’re feeling better.” Armin raised a brow, pushing Annie’s legs apart as he rolled closer and closer, her legs widening with each drag of the chair, until Armin was bending forward and licking at her inner thighs, her arousal filling him deeply in more ways than one.
Armin didn’t wait for her confirmation, knowing her body maybe more than his own. Oh his Annie was more than ready. Armin didn’t waste a second of those eleven minutes, bringing Annie close with his mouth, teeth and tongue, until he couldn’t take it no longer and filled her deeply with his length, fucking his pregnant fiancé roughly, digging his fingers into her creamy hips, and swallowing her cries with his kisses.
Armin pulled back, half draped over Annie, still fully inside her, cocking his head to the side, listening. “Look at that, right on time.” He smirked, his eyes lighting with wickedness and love.
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Post by Decoii on May 29, 2021 21:30:53 GMT -5
Annie was trying extremely hard not to think about her pregnancy. Not to think about the fact that there was something growing inside of her that she didn't really want. Or maybe -in a way- she did. But she knew it was only because of Armin. It was only because she loved him so much that she felt some shred of hope through the happiness in his eyes, voice, and words. But she didn't want to think about it and despite this day easily being classified as a 'bad day' she allowed herself to give him hope.
She allowed herself to bring up marriage but held herself from talking about the mate bond. Knowing that it was still too soon to share herself like that with him. It wasn't that Annie wasn't happy here or happy with Armin. No, she loved everything so much and couldn't possibly imagine not having this. She was just so used to being cold, distant, uncaring. She was used to feeling alone, empty, and in danger. If Annie Leonhardt wasn't constantly reminding herself that she was finally safe and finally with Armin she would be stewing in darker thoughts.
Annie was constantly belittling herself in her mind for her shortcomings. She'd take the best things and on instinct twist them into something with double meaning. Sometimes it got so bad that she would whisper to herself that Armin wasn't acting the way he did out of love but instead of some hero complex and she was just his newest accomplishment.
She had a vague thought that all of this came from years of being with her wolf. The animal being calculated and loyal. Always keeping Annie from straying from Marley and its mission. Always taking what good thing Annie found and twisting it into something horrible until Annie didn't want to have hope and until she didn't care for others anymore. Now she was left alone to deal with what had only become a series of bad habits all by herself and she still couldn't bring herself to like others but she could and would always bring herself to fight herself in an attempt to become better. Not just for Armin.
But it was such a damn struggle and she couldn't bear the thought of Armin getting into her mind and having to deal with it too. She didn't mean it and it most definitely was something that happened on impulse and she was so terrified he wouldn't understand or take it the wrong way. So much so that she couldn't -and wouldn't- give herself to him as his mate. But she could show her love and her intentions by giving herself to him in other ways. Ways that belonged only to him and she hoped that he would understand that she'd never allow anyone to do the things to her that only Armin was able to do.
Still, she knew how the word worked and she knew that these things weren't important. Sex, touch, intimacy... It all was so casual and barely meant anything more than an attraction nowadays. But to her it was more than just that and as she laid gasping and flushed under Armin, feeling completely satisfied, she reminded herself that she would do anything and everything to keep this man happy. To keep that shine in his eyes. Even if it meant bearing his child because she knew that eventually she'll want it as much as he does... Just not right now.
But that was okay because Annie would learn to love it as much as she loved him.
"A-Armin!" She hissed through her heavy breathing. She hadn't done anything and yet Armin had managed to reduce her to mush in those short ten minutes. "Baby if- if you don't get off of me and my biscuits burn-" He moved off of her with a final kiss and she groaned when he slipped out of her. Whimpering, she reached out for him, to grab him and guide him back inside of her but the ringing of the alarm was so consistent, she gave him an apologetic look before stumbling off, her legs trembling from his roughness. A roughness that only excited her more because she was worried he would change with the new news.
Running out to the kitchen, she fixed her hair and her clothing before sliding the oven door and grabbing the pan with her hands. Yelping, she pulled away and quickly grabbed a cloth and pulled out a tray. "It's fine! I'm fine!" She put in the sausage quickly and turned on the propper timer before rushing to the sink and running her hand under cold water, flinching at the sting. "Don't worry about it, I was just... Rushing for no reason- what do you want to drink?" Annie was rushing, the buzz of sex still in her system, on her flushed skin, and her glossy eyes.
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Post by Ventia on May 29, 2021 23:58:56 GMT -5
Armin took a second to gather himself back in control as Annie ran out of the office, still very much aroused and needy for the damn woman despite just emptying himself inside of her-raw. Armin closed his eyes, groaning at the sensation of having done that. He hadn’t done it since that first night and condoms were fine and all, but Armin really missed filling that sweet pussy with his cum. Raw. It made sense that Armin was still desperate for another round, it made sense that now if she really was pregnant, what need was there for condoms? Or her birth control pills? Armin sometimes didn’t like Annie taking those things, wondering if it was just another reason why lately she wasn’t feeling well. Most modern medications barely worked for Armin, though he figured that was more of his fathers fault than anything else. Armin dragged his sweats up, pushing down his erection with a huff only to rush out at Annie’s sudden painful yelp. “What happened?” Armin now in the large kitchen with her was frowning at her insistent words that she was fine, trying to look over her shoulder to find the cause for her pain. The sound of the water rushing and the bright red skin on her hands made Armin growl lightly even as he hugged Annie from behind, his hands reaching gently for hers and turning it under the water to better see her wounds and to keep them in the water longer than Annie would herself.
“Clumsy.” Armin growled into Annie’s ear, unable to stop himself from pressing his dick against her tight ass, dropping a kiss against her cheek. “Want some ice?” It wasn’t a bad wound, Armin knew Annie had worse but any wound itself, big or little, was too much for his Annie. “I let you go for a second, tsk tsk.” Armin sighed against her ear, narrowing his gaze at her wounds. He wondered if he had their mate bond intact, if he could heal her faster through it, could take her pain away. But Annie hadn’t even acknowledged the mate bond earlier, as if Armin never brought it up, so Armin knew it was still too soon. That was fine. Armin nuzzled his face against Annie’s face and hair, breathing in her scent deeply and feeling a shiver go through him. As long as Annie was here with him, that would be enough for him. Until She was ready for more.
Annie had given him the green light for marriage, greedily Armin wanted more but instead of pushing, he would fill his greedy self with their marriage. With their child. Yes. Armin sighed happily, giving Annie’s hair a kiss and pulling away from her, moving about the kitchen to get their cups and a plastic ziplock bag, filling both cups and bag with ice and leaving it on the island counter. Armin grabbed a towel paper and went back to Annie, holding out his free hand in a silent demand for her hands.
“What do you want to drink? I’m thinking of sweet tea?” Armin raised his eyebrow at her still not giving her hands, and put a warning tone in his throat. “Hands.” He ordered, and waited until Annie finally and unwillingly give him her hands.
“Yes yes you’re fine, you don’t need this, but humor me.” Armin gave Annie one of her very liked looks and pressed the bag and paper against both her hands, making her hold it and pulling her towards one of the kitchen chairs. “Sit please, what do you want to drink?” He asked again, telling her to hold the ice, waiting and watching until he was satisfied she’d keep it on, and then moving around to get a pitcher and make himself some sweet tea and whatever his Annie wanted.
He was frowning at himself, had he just followed Annie out right away he could have avoided such a silly wound. What if one day something worse happened and Armin would be too late to stop it as well. He could feel his territorial need to keep Annie by his hip, his obsession to keep her safe, and had to breathe deeply to calm himself down, to not scare her with his obsessive ways. Even though in a way, Armin was doing that already, keeping Annie locked away from the outside world in his little castle by his side. She barely went out by herself these days, Armin always tagging along. Was it getting worse that Armin was feeling like he needed to stay in the same room as her now? Armin rolled his neck, smelling his frustration and his lust all rolled into one, hoping that Annie would just assume that he was still needy for her and not obsessing over ways he could stay glued to her side.
Armin chuckled a little and turned to her, his eyes dark with his primal urges, softening at the sight of his precious Annie. “How are you feeling?” His voice was smooth and sweet, mixing the now sweat tea with a wooden spoon his eyes fixated on Annie.
She was his life, his reason for breathing, when Armin had lost her and had to endure many long nights alone, the only thing keeping him going was stalking her and seeing her even from afar. Armin had always been obsessed with Annie, even since they were children, he was drawn to her side, taking every chance he had, being stalled by bullies while on his way to her, having to wait and stay there-to not run away-until they grew tired of him. Only to finally drag himself to her, taking different paths so the bullies couldn’t follow him and meet Annie, his reward being Annie still waiting for him by that tree, sometimes asleep, others with a worried brow, always ready with bandages of every color and type.
“You’ll make such cute babies.” Armin couldn’t help but say, “You were adorable yourself at that age...I want them to look just like you. Cute nose and all. Those eyes. That smile.” Armin grinned at her, at the little Annie in his head, and the thought of his future daughter being just as cute.
Armin swallowed, fighting back the urge to say a quick sorry, for reminding her again of her maybe predicament, and instead when the timer for the sausages went off, took the oven mitt and took them out, leaving them to cool on the stove, and getting their plates. His face? Flushed with pink.
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Post by Decoii on May 30, 2021 1:30:30 GMT -5
Annie shivered when Armin growled into her ear, automatically pressing back against his hardness while swaying her ass to grind back against him. "I'm not clumsy!" She argued past the needy whimper that left her when he moved away to grab the ice. Ice that she really didn't need. "I just didn't want my biscuits to burn and look-" She pointed out with her good hand. "I put the temperature lower than recommended by a few degrees and they cooked to perfection because you proved to be a distraction." She pouted and turned off the water. "Like always."
She knew she was just pulling words out of her ass. Armin, for the most part, took her willingness to learn very seriously and would often mildly scold her if she diverted her attention somewhere else before he felt like she'd learned something. It was great and she loved every second of Armin. From the stuttering shy version of himself -that reminded her back to her time in new dawn- to the more dominant side of Armin -that she really hadn't seen until they got back together.
She loved that he let her have her control. That he let her feel like she was in charge and that he gave her what she wanted without Annie even having to ask. She loved that she could make him tremble, that she could make him beg, and that he could make her feel so damn beautiful and powerful. Annie also liked the side of Armin she felt like he kept hidden from her back in Paradis. The one that could take her and her dominance and turn it into a mess of sobs and submissions.
Annie didn't and would never let anyone believe that they had dominance over her just to thrill them. She wasn't the type of person to give people anything unless they deserve it and when Armin got like this. With his looks and his growls and his smell... It just made her throb with need. It was odd how exciting it was. How she taunted and he reacted. How he wouldn't hold back from his attempt to make her submit to him and how he knew -how he just knew- when he had her.
But it was more than that too. She was crazy about the way he looked down at her, the way he kissed her when he rocked slowly inside of her. How it was about tenderness and love. She loved exploring him more gently while kissing his scars in silent apology. She even liked that she always cried afterwards and he always held her. She didn't mean to do that- cry all the damn time. But with Armin... There was a rawness to everything that left her crying for many reasons. She cried because she loved him, she cried because she's happy and sometimes frustrated and sometimes overwhelmed. But most of the time she cried because she didn't deserve him.
"Whait- what?" She blinked rapidly, looking up at him once she snapped out of her sex filled stupor. She shook her head and looked down, blinking, then gave him her hand with a bright blush across her face. She allowed him to sit her down but felt a frown fall across her lips when he was doing too much, being too gentle, and upset. She could feel it now, his frustration and his need. She could see the tension in his shoulders and when he turned to look at her, she quickly stood up, placing the ice on the chair as she moved closer to him.
"Don't." She warned when he visually tried covering up his tension.
Finally, she reached him and grabbed the cup from his hands to place it down on the counter before pressing against him, hands moving behind his head so she could scratch at his nape lightly. "You know I'm fine, Armin. What's wrong? Why are you being like this? Did- Did I miss something? I was just... I dozed off thinking about how that's been the first time in a long time that I got to feel you like that. I love the way we smell and I hate the smell of condoms and the feeling and honestly? My head was in the gutter and I was trying to think of a way to have sex with you now while eating my food because I'm starving and I don't know which one I want to do first. But I had the idea that maybe I want to keep you warm inside of me while we eat breakfast and that's so weird because I would normally not even think ab-"
She closed her mouth shut when she realized she'd gone on a flustered rant.
"What?" She asked baffled, wondering why he'd even say she'd make a cute baby when Annie was most definitely not talking or thinking about that whole thing. She stepped back when the timer for the sausages rang and as he talked about her when she was a child, she blushed. He had memories of her that Annie was sure she'd never have. They came with the bond when she had it but now even as he spoke about his memories she never remembered. Sometimes, she'd ask him to tell her about that time when they laid in bed at the end of the night.
Subconsciously Annie's hands drifted to her stomach but as soon as she felt the fabric of her negligee, she snapped her hands away with a thick swallow. "I... I wish I remembered you from back then... So I could argue that you must have been the cuter child but..." She shook her head and went back to her seat, falling into silence as she watched him move around the kitchen with a pink blush across the entirety of his face. "Are you saying you'd prefer if we had a daughter... Because I was hoping more for a son. More for a little Armin because a little Annie sounds like a horrible horrible idea."
She wondered why she was even talking about it and with a blush, wondered why she'd even said that in the first place. She had never thought about her preference when it came to the sex of a child. This was all new to her and she wondered if having sex with Armin minutes ago was putting her in an oddly good mood because she would never be so casual.
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Post by Ventia on Jun 1, 2021 19:06:33 GMT -5
Armin still felt the need to keep the majority of his darker thoughts to himself, despite their agreement of being as honest and open-and communicating everything in between. It was hard, to bare everything inside even if it was for Annie-no especially when it came to Annie. Armin was constantly afraid that if she knew the entirety of his thoughts-of his sins-that Annie wouldn’t want him anymore. This didn’t stem from any of his Titans as it did for Annie but instead was all Armin. He was a pessimistic, always thinking the worst would happen, and trying to overcome it by hoping that the best would win. It was why Armin was perceived as so hopeful, why people looked to him as their Hope, why his eyes lit up with positive possibilities because he was trying so hard to ignore his darkest thoughts. To not let that part of him win, instead paving the way for something better.
It was why Armin didn’t talk much of the bad times. Even when he had so many. Armin didn’t want to acknowledge it, didn’t want to give it the power it actually held over him. That would seep out of him on his bad nights or make him rougher than he meant to during their lovemaking. He wanted to consume Annie, completely and entirely all for himself, wanted to make her totally his. Fill her up with him until she couldn’t live without him. It was dark and possessive, toxic even, and Armin tried to soften it with his sweetness, tried to tell himself that Annie wasn’t a possession and that he shouldn’t show this side of himself that much, and yet, it slipped out every now and then. Making Armin need to show Annie that she was his and he was hers.
To show her only the good, the rough deep sea of blue of his love that could turn black or light up to shimmering golden rays, get her addicted to him as much as Armin was with her. He kept everything else hidden, kept his time with Marley, those six months, only highlighting the lighter scenes instead of the darker ones, telling her of how many he saved instead of the ones he torn apart, hiding the amount of blood that stained his hands that on some days he’d feel like he still had that blood staining him. Could still hear their screams. Would wake up sweaty and heart racing, and slip from their bed and roam their property, let his Beasts out, let himself out, until hours later he could come back, wash himself off, rejoin Annie on their bed with only a soft smile and a soft apology, sometimes he’d make slow love to her those days if she was feeling up to it, others he’d just hold her. Drinking Annie up, his only salvation to his tortured soul.
“Dont?” Armin asked warmly, knowing he had slipped up again, but not minding too much. He liked when Annie cornered him, pressing him against the counter with those stubborn but worried eyes of hers. Still cloudy with desire, her flesh still pink and blushing from his roughness earlier. Armin felt relaxed at her words, once again being reminded that he wasn’t the only one being affected by the lack of condoms, of it just being them, that darker part of him drinking her words up, filling his possessive territorial side with a very pleased sigh knowing that Annie was falling deeper in love with him-
“I’m okay,” he quickly reassured her, letting his fingers drift down her sides gently, his eyes catching on her face, her neck, her breasts, then her stomach...she could be carrying his child, Armin’s fingers tightened a fraction on her sides, that darker side of him only growing deeper, hungrier for her and their unborn babe, he had to swallow that growl of content down, his eyes flicking brightly with hues of blue.
“We’re thinking the same thing actually, I’m going crazy here wanting to be closer with you, to be inside of you again, to keep you happy and safe against my hip,” Armin let her go, missing her warmth but breathing deeply her scent, letting his eyes ravish her here with him. He set their plates, listening to her talk, her voice singing his beastly needs a lullaby that did nothing to stop it from getting hungrier with its obsession-with Annie.
“You were definitely the cuter one.” Her blush was making it hard for Armin to concentrate on separating the biscuits and sausages, wanting to go over and eat her instead. “You want a boy?” The grin that stretched across Armin’s face was one to behold. “Mmm I want both. More even. A girl just like you. A boy just like me. A girl just like me. A boy just like you. On and on. Like both of us. One more like you than me. The other way.” Armin sighed with a laugh, dragging the plates and their cups towards Annie, going back for utensils and the pitcher, then taking his seat next to Annie. Dragging Annie’s chair closer to him so he could trail his fingers along her back.
“Scary?” Armin chuckled, bending low to kiss Annie’s shoulder, “but I’ll be happy with any as long as it’s healthy. Plus we can handle a little troublemaker, especially if they’re as cute as you.”
“You know?” Armin hummed to himself, “we can easily do what you want, come sit on Daddy’s lap babygirl, I’ll feed you.” Armin wasn’t talking about food.
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Post by Decoii on Jun 1, 2021 19:59:34 GMT -5
Annie let out a soft sigh when he said he was okay. Armin Arlert was apparently always okay even when he wasn't. At first, Annie had pushed when she noticed something was wrong. Not letting him walk away or talk himself out of his problems. She poked and poked until she knew what was wrong. sometimes she knew that was the wrong thing to do. Sometimes she didn't care. She learned the hard way. She learned when to push and when to just kiss his hands, shoulders, neck and face. She learned when to show him that she was there and when to just tell him.
"oka- wow, Armin!" She playfully hit his shoulder, shaking her head in disbelief. "You're getting too ahead of yourself and I'm not sure I'm up for the idea of a shit ton of runny nosed chicken nuggets driving me insane." She sighed and grabbed one of the plates that Armin had set out for them. Then Annie moved to sit down on a stool near the island, deciding to eat in the kitchen rather than move off to the entertainment room. The video could be watched another time.
Right now, she could feel her stomach turning and she knew if she didn't eat, she'd puke. Then again, Annie wasn't having any luck with food either. Most of the times the food would come back up less than thirty minutes after she ate. She wasn't even hungry either. She was consuming far less than she normally would and she could already feel herself growing weaker. Just last week she already couldn't keep up with her usual training regimen. Annie held back a frown, knowing she wasn't even showing yet and somehow she just knew she would feel worse the farther along she got.
Annie picked apart a biscuit and took a couple of small bites, testing the food before continuing. She still wanted Armin, that much was true, but the baby talk was making her feel slightly faint. A nervousness setting deeply in her stomach that made that one bite of food she took feel extremely unwelcomed. With a slight cough, she grabbed her sweet tea and took a small gulp. Automatically, she wrinkled her nose and made a face that clearly showed her dislike for the flavor. She usually liked Armin's tea and now her mood was slowly taking a turn for the worst.
There was no doubt that she was pregnant.
Her heart started to beat a little heavier as she called his name, gaining his attention. "Armin..." She repeated, keeping her eyes on the biscuit she was tearing apart slowly with her fingers. "Are you sure you want this. Me and a baby. I know you sound happy and you're saying all of these things... But are you sure?"
She huffed. "I mean, seriously." She frowned and placed a hand over her chest, feeling like her heart was going to explode. "Are you sure this is okay... I mean for all of you- Armin, I can do whatever you want me to do. But you need to be sure that this is okay..." She didn't even know how to ask him and it was frustrating her. It would feel too bizarre just to ask if the beast and the wolf cared for her after their break up. She hadn't talked about them much. There's been so much going on and despite the fact that sometimes she could see them through Armin's eyes- she felt like she knew nothing.
Are his titans as willing to accept a child as Armin was?
Maybe Annie was thinking too much about it... But she knew first hand how harmful it was when all the creatures inside of him didn't sync well together. She knew from her time with her own wolf how fragile a mind could become when it had two different beings dominating it constantly. Especially if they didn't agree on something important. She just wanted to know if he was okay. Especially since he had a third mind there with him too.
Annie had always let him run off by himself when he woke up panting in the middle of the night. She pretended to be asleep most of the times and would make a note to give him his time and not follow. Armin would tell her when he was ready. But that didn't stop her worries. She knew next to nothing on some things when it came to Armin and that's why she thought she had something to do with it.
With a sigh, she glanced at him and smiled. "heh, forget about it."
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Post by Ventia on Jun 1, 2021 21:54:14 GMT -5
“No, I don’t want to.” Armin had been watching Annie instead of eating yet again, not feeling so hungry himself instead feeling that need to make sure she downed some food. Hoping it’d stay today. It didn’t take anything for Armin to know that Annie was feeling anxious about her pregnancy but it hadn’t occurred to Armin that she would be anxious about his feelings towards it. He pressed his fingers flat against her lower back, letting his warmth spread through the thin material into her skin.
“I’m really happy Annie. We’re happy. I want this. It’s like Life is finally giving me everything I secretly desired. You back in my life. You loving me. Living with me. Sleeping in my arms every night. A Home with you. A slice of our own paradise. Starting my life with you. Starting a family...little ones, there’s going to be a mini version of us running around soon...I’ve never been more nervous and excited, well since you.” Armin smile was cheeky, a blush tinging his features, his eyes sparking with his unique hues.
“Annie I’m in this one hundred percent, all of me is. I’m ready. The house might not be, but I am. I’m sure Leonhart. I should be asking you these questions...but you know me, greedy bastard over here who wants everything. Even if you’re not ready. Even when you have the option of aborting it, it’s your choice...see how hard it was for me to actually say that aloud? God I’m horrible.” Armin rubbed his free hand over his face, sighing into it with a small laugh. Peeking through his fingers to keep staring at Annie’s face, gauging her reaction.
“I should be asking you if you want this with me. It was already enough asking to be back in your life, then moving in together that same day, we said we’d go as fast or as slow as we needed, but a baby is a bit fast, so I don’t blame you for whatever you’re feeling, I shouldn’t blame you if you have doubts or worries about my ability to be a father or your mate. Though you did hint at husband being okay, which I haven’t forgotten by the way. I think though that I haven’t asked you these questions is because I think we will be okay. Life goes so fast sometimes and well we’ve already had so many years pass us by moving so slow, maybe this is the way it’s meant to be for us. But...if you want this, I shouldn’t force you to do anything you want, I wouldn’t want to for anything else, I shouldn’t want to with this either.”
Armin moved his hand from his face, slipping his fingers into his hair and rubbing the back of his neck. “Point is, I want you. I want you pregnant too.” Armin smiled shyly at her, even when the territorial side of him wanted to smirk with pleasure of knowing she was pregnant. Which she had to be, if she didn’t like her sweet tea. Annie loved her sweet things.
He moved his hand from his neck and picked at a sausage with his fingers, eating it and then licking at his digits. Swallowing and clearing his voice a bit louder than necessary. “Babygirl doesn’t want to sit on Daddies lap?” She had ignored his request, Armin always made a point to remind her he had noticed by repeating himself.
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Post by Decoii on Jun 2, 2021 18:22:48 GMT -5
Annie was silent for a little bit. Just staring at Armin with her usual stoic and aloof look. turning, she grabbed a sausage and held it to Armin's lips, tapping it when he didn't eat it fast enough. She fed him three more sausages and ignored all his complaints. Once satisfied at least for now, she grabbed a sausage for herself and took a small bite, testing it, before eating the rest.
she honestly found it amusing that he didn't fall for her 'pretending you didn't say that' act. Amongst other things, he was starting to show how he truly listened to her. When she talked and when she didn't talk. He was starting to catch on to her sarcasm now too. A little less offended by her dark humor and a little more devilish with the types of things he would say around her.
"I know we said that we'd start being honest about things but my first initial reaction to things is an impulse on what I've been programed to believe I need to think." She slowly reached out for him, grabbing on to the front of his shirt until he was tucked between her legs. "I'm depressing, even to myself and I always just think negatively because I don't feel like I deserve anything good. In all honesty, the only reason I haven't given you the greenlight for mating with me is because you already have so much going on in that little pretty head of yours." She poked his nose lightly, licked her lips, and smiled. "You don't need to add my constant overthinking to that." She let out a small laugh. "Seriously, Armin. It took me like forty five minutes yesterday to convince myself that it was okay if I went for a swim in the pool and another twenty minutes to feel like I deserved to partake in that luxury."
"But I'm getting better. I think and I want everything that comes with you because even if sometimes I feel like I don't deserve you and that you deserve someone better I refuse to let you go. You aren't the only one that's selfish, you know?" She hummed, pulled him closer and started to work him out of his pants. Giving light strokes to his cock as she moved. "My initial idea was to find a way to get rid of the baby..." She looked up at him with icy blue eyes, studying his face as she stroked him with a firm hand.
"But hearing you say that out loud sounds so wrong, Armin. So sick. I couldn't possibly do it even if I really wanted too, which I don't by the way. I want this because it's something you want and something that only I want to be able to give to you. I'm terrified. I'm confused. But in time we will figure everything out and we will do the best we can and as terrifying as it is... It's kind of... I'm very curious on what it will be like."
She sighed happily when he reacted to her touch, slowly becoming harder and Annie wrapped her legs around him while her hands moved up to hike the negligee up her hips. "I do want to sit on your lap. So why don't you carry me somewhere you can sit comfortably with me on top?" She lifted herself and slowly allowed Armin to enter her as she wrapped his legs tighter around him. "You feel so fucking good, Armin."
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Post by Ventia on Jun 4, 2021 1:03:43 GMT -5
Armin chuckled at Annie’s insistent feeding, telling her he would eat enough on his own but also enjoying having her feed him. Licking the tips of her fingers and playfully tugging on one finger with his teeth, getting one of Annie’s cold not amused looks which only made Armin clench his teeth a little tighter before letting her go, smiling at her adorable face. Annie always made sure he ate enough, even if she had to feed him herself, it was yet another reason why Armin loved her. It was now turning into a belief that Annie would be a great mother, considerate and making sure her children got everything they needed.
His breathing started to hitch up at her actions, that flush spreading across his face and throat, his body clenching with anticipation at Annie’s lazy touches. Even as a small frown was growing on his face, “If that’s all that’s stopping you? Then don’t let it babygirl. Unless you’re worried about my minds messing with yours.” Armin raised a brow, “yeah that’s a bit intense. But see, I’d love being able to hear yours. I know it might be too much sometimes but when that happens you can just block me out or I you. Without any hard feelings or getting hurt over it.” Armin cocked his head, letting Annie tug him closer and liking the close proximity. Liking her dominating ways.
“But I won’t push,” Armin huffed loudly when Annie took him out of his pants, the feel of her fingers sliding around was making Armin’s mouth go dry despite his constant sipping of his sweet tea. Armin reached for it again, taking a long drag even as Armin shuddered under Annie’s touches.
“Good. Dont ever let me go Annie.” Armin growled, pushing the cup away and smiling at Annie. “I like you selfish.” Armin sighed as his cock jerked in Annie’s hands, “I like you needy too.” Armin felt himself leaning towards her, shifting his hips on the stool so Annie could stretch her hands all over him. Her icy blue eyes sent a shiver of desire through him, another jerk of his cock, and Armin growled at her words, feeling a flash of pain of hearing that she didn’t want it in her initial reaction but then understanding it as well, and feeling relief that Annie said she didn’t and how wrong it sounded out loud. Armin definitely agree with it, with how wrong it was to take away something that was born from the two of them. Armin desperately wanted to confirm with the doctor and know for sure that Annie was pregnant. Even though Armin was already sure she was. He wanted that extra bit though.
“Annie..” Armin hissed through his clenched teeth, dragging his head back to enjoy the feel of his tip pressed against her entrance. Armin’s hands came down against Annie’s thighs, holding her on top of him, sliding her closer and groaning at the feel of her drinking him in. “You feel so good...” Armin’s voice went lowered, bringing his gaze back to her icy ones and shivering again, jerking inside of her and wrapping his arms under her ass, taking a moment to savor the feel of her snugly inside before picking her up, walking slowly towards their couch, each step Armin was tugging Annie deeper into him, pulling back only to ram back inside, fucking her as he walked, and finally sitting in the middle of the couch, sliding his fingers up her negligee to expose her bare ass, and clenching his fingers over her juicy cheeks.
Armin peeked over Annie’s shoulder at the tv playing softly of a little animal gliding about. “Was this what you wanted to show me?” Armin lifted himself up, thrusting fully into Annie’s body, lifting her from her ass to pull back, only to let her go and have her slide right back down. Armin sighed, leaning against the back of the couch, and gave Annie’s ass a few sharp smacks, enjoying the sound of her cheeks slapping.
“You know my love?” Armin said after a second, watching Annie become flustered on top of him, her eyes getting teary from her pleasure, her lips open and moaning...”fuck, you’re not fair at all. Do you know what you do to me? On the daily?” Armin gripped her ass tighter, hauling her harder down on him, “I blame you for always wanting to fuck you, you’re too fucking desirable, too much of a fucking tease, one look, one little thing and I’m fucking close to ravishing you.” Armin bent forward and nipped at Annie’s bottom lip, sucking it and running his tongue over his bite before pulling back, licking his own lips as if he just tasted the sweetest thing and he had.
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Post by Decoii on Jun 4, 2021 11:23:13 GMT -5
Annie didn't reply to Armin's words. Instead she just silently ran them over in her head. Trying to think of the weight they carry and how she'd actually feel about his suggestions. She gave a small smile when he said he wouldn't push for the bond to be made but flinched at his growl. She sighed deeply when she was finally wrapped around him. Ultimately Annie Leonhart was so used to being alone that she was terrified of the idea of letting someone in her head. Especially after her wolf.
She knew Armin wouldn't hold that much control as she allowed the wolf to have over her. But she didn't want to disappoint him with the way she thought about things. She didn't want to upset him or think the wrong thing at the wrong time and start an argument. Armin Arlert was by far the most understanding person she knew and the most gentle. Well, gentle with her in everything other than in bed. Which was a very pleasant surprise this time around and she realized that they had missed out on so much back in Paradis.
When they have been too stubborn and too scared. She was glad they got this second chance and that everything was working out okay this time around. Yes, they had a couple of hiccups and they weren't always on the same page but she was scared of rushing into the mate bond because last time they rushed it hurt like hell. Annie didn't think she'd be able to li-
She gasped at Armin's cock jerking roughly inside of her. She hadn't realized she had dozed off with her thinking and let out a shy smile, blinking back into reality. Into Armin's hands roughly gripping her ass and his deep thrusts into her that made her moan out. Annie was so quiet and curt in her everyday life and it had come as a surprise that Armin Arlert made her into a loud mess in bed. With the way he touched her, teased her, and fucked her. Armin made her scream and moan loudly and a part of her still felt shy about how loud she could be for him.
She was glad he hadn't teased her about it yet.
As he walked, she laid her head on his shoulder. Each thrust was making her gasp so roughly it shook her chest. Her hands went up to his arm's, nails digging in as she savored this feeling. The feeling of him finally inside of her raw. The feeling of only smelling them and not a mixture of latex and lube.
She glanced over at the television and grinned, "They're-heh-" She thrusted down roughly when he sat. Allowing him to guide her and create the flow in which he would enter her deeply and drive her mad. "-ca-alled sugar gliders- and- oh fuck! I- we- pets and-wanted- he-h- oh!" She yelped at his slaps, turning to look down at him with wide eyes before he rammed up into her and she was done talking. Instead, she focused on shifting her feet so she could bounce on him more easily, the new angle pressing him roughly against her upper wall and every time he slid in, he would hit the perfect spot and Annie would let out a small scream.
She forced herself to slow down when she could already feel her climax creeping in with each time he stroked that spot. She hadn't even realized her eyes had been shut until she looked down to glance at him when he called for her attention. "Hm?" She let out a small frown when he said she wasn't fair and her mouth opened to argue with him but when he pulled her roughly down, Annie's eyes rolled to the back of her head as she screamed out. Head falling down as she gripped his shoulder tightly, gasping for air. She stopped moving for a bit to control herself and after a while let out a small chuckle. "Who would have guessed that innocent and kind Armin Arlert was such a pervert? You had me fooled for a saint."
She let out a deep breath and quickly leaned forward to follow his lips. Ravishing his taste as she pressed her face harder against his, her tongue exploring deeper, until she couldn't breathe and even then- she kept going. She was trembling by the time she started gliding up and down on him again. Each thrust down making her legs tremble and it was obvious that Annie was quickly coming undone. That he had her in the right spot and was doing all the right things.
She sobbed out a scream and once again, not far after she started, she had to stop to gain control. The angle was overwhelming her but she didn't want to shift her position into anything else. She wanted it like this. She wanted Armin to overwhelm her and drive her crazy like he always did. She wanted it that way while she was in control too. It was crazy, she thought, how in control of this he was while she was on top in control as well. It was one of those rare moments and Annie let out a small chuckle when she could feel a tear of pleasure roll down her cheek. "You're really one to talk, Arlert. Do you not see what you do to me? I literally can't say no."
Her mouth moved to his neck as she started her movements again, gasping and letting out small yelps and screams. "How the only one that can touch me -ever- is you. How I end up always screaming for you, how- how I want to give you everything! because you deserve it with how you love me and make me feel- heh!"
She could feel her titan showing. She didn't know how or why until she felt growth in her mouth and her skin started steaming. She wasn't thinking about the mate bond but she wanted to give it to him. Wanted to give him everything he asked for and more. She was trembling, scared of burning him despite the fact that she was nowhere as close to being as hot as his titan was. She moaned against his neck, scraping his skin as she grinded down on him. "I've given you so much today and it just doesn't feel like enough. the okay on marriage, a child, letting you be inside of me raw... My god Armin you literally drive me so crazy I can't even think."
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Post by Ventia on Jun 5, 2021 22:14:26 GMT -5
Armin felt his body tightening with pleasure as Annie rocked on top of him. As Annie sobbed and moaned for him, her breathy voice that Armin couldn’t get enough of, her nails raking his skin felt so good, the warmth of her skin gradually increasing and warming Armin’s chest, the wetness between her thighs making it oh so easy for Armin to slide all the way in, filling Annie completely, feeling her wetness and hotness, her tightness as she clenched around him..all of it was driving Armin nearly insane, each thrust, every movement, every little sound Annie was making, the desperate sounds escaping his own lips, the look in her eyes, the feel of her body over his hands, it was boiling over, accumulating into the biggest and happiest euphoria that Armin always felt whenever he was with Annie, each time seeming to be better than the last, bigger and deeper, until Armin couldn’t think of a life without this, without Annie, only knowing if he lost her again, he would surely lose his sanity.
He laughed roughly at her words, rolling his eyes at the saint comment. Armin never saw himself as a saint, just as a sinner in disguise. Once upon a time maybe he might have been a saint but those days were long passed, he would have said that part was dead inside of him but it wasn’t. Instead it was only reserved for Annie. He hummed against her cheek, dragging his lips across her silky cheeks to kiss at the edge of her jaw, his tongue tasting her skin, licking at her earlobe, moving his face to nibble on her delicate lobe, even as Armin’s eyes darted toward the tv again, watching the sugar gliders with unfocused uninterested eyes, for his attention was all for the lovely needy damn woman who kept challenging Armin for control. Not that he minded. Armin quite liked their tug of wars. He sighed, digging his nails into her warm thighs, urging Annie to continue, to never stop, even as he kept watching the tv.
“They’re cute?” Armin guessed, shuddering as Annie increased the tempo, at the feel of her trembling body, of her rough sobs, he dragged his gaze back to her, to watch her icy eyes that seem to pool with molten ice; that made Armin jerk and tremble at the sight, claiming her lips, muffling her sobs, his hands now gripping her back, pulling her tighter against him, twirling his tongue past her open lips and drinking in her soft sighs, fucking her mouth sloppily even as Armin wrestled for the control back, being the one who commanded their rhythm, until Armin felt himself getting so close that he had to slow it down, pulling back to kiss her swollen lips, chuckling at how adorable she look, even as a stray thought filtered in, of how he wouldn’t be able to fuck her so roughly in the coming months. Armin frowned at that thought, and it pushed back his climax, made Armin increase his thrustings, if he couldn’t be rough later on, Armin would definitely make up for it in the earlier months.
“Mmm you shouldn’t say no to me, Annie love. You should give in, each and every-“ hard thrust “time!” Armin groaned, pushing back her hair from her face and kissing her swollen lips again and again. “You’re mine. No one else needs to know how sweet you are. How fucking adorable you sound when you sob for me. It’s mine. My sobs. My screams. My breathless Annie singing her pleasure for me.” Armin grunted, moving his hands in between them to fondle at her breasts, pinching the twin peeks and rolling the nubs between his thumb and forefinger, the silky dress she was wearing only adding to the feel of his teasings.
Armin felt his eyes roll back involuntarily as they always did when Annie teased his neck, a low whimper was growing at the back of his throat, his cock straining inside of her, his attention now fixated on her mouth. On the feel of her warmth increasing into Titan territory, of his darting heartbeat that danced with anticipation wondering if this time Annie would bite him, mark him, make him completely and utterly hers. And then Armin would waste no time in marking her in return. Even now, as one hand snaked down her belly to rub little insistent circles against her clit, Armin could feel his teeth tingling, throbbing to grow and sink his canines into her sweet soft neck, to lap at her equally sweet blood and force a part of himself inside of her.
“A-Ann-ie..” Armin whimpered, his voice shaky, his head mush with only Annie in complete focus. The feel of her now sharp teeth dragging playfully against his neck..her words...
“A-Annie I...” Armin tried again, swallowing his saliva that had built up in his literal drooling over the idea that Annie was finally going to accept their mate bond again. He had to say something, make sure if this was what Annie really wanted, even if it went against each and every dark thought that was screaming for her to do it. Armin shuddered, squeezing her left breast and cupping the mound of her pussy, his middle finger still rubbing insistently against her sweet needy nub.
Armin groaned, unable to stop the way he arched his neck sideways, pressing kisses against her shoulder and giving Annie complete access to his neck, his eyes darkening and lightening and zeroing in on Annie’s own throbbing neck, soft whining sounds and growls building in his throat. “Fuck Annie baby I want you to, bite me, mark me baby, make me yours, fuck I want it so bad, I’m so close babygirl, I don’t want to think about saying no, I want to feel your sweet fangs in me, I want to sink my own in yours, but Leonhart,” he sank his reasonable voice into her last name, to try and get her clouded mind clear, with a huff he continued, “it’s your decision Annie. We don’t have to baby, I don’t want to overwhelm you, I don’t want this to be a excuse to fuck us up, I don’t want my Titans to scare you...” Armin pressed his forehead against her shoulder, still shuddering against her, still thrusting against her g spot, still fondling her clit and nipple, still aching to let his teeth lengthen, still giving her complete access to his throat.
“Annie, you gotta think baby. We have all the time in the world, we don’t have to rush but-ah-“ Armin closed his eyes, feeling that closeness coming again, knowing that the feel of her teeth sinking in, of his own sinking into hers, of their mate bond flowing back to life, it would make him come undone.
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Post by Decoii on Jun 6, 2021 14:32:00 GMT -5
Annie was vaguely aware of what she was doing. As Armin met her half way, as he teased her and touched her in her most sensitive places. She couldn't remember why she was so against marking him as her own. The way he whimpered underneath her made her run her sharpened teeth rougher against his skin. She wanted to give him exactly what he wanted because he always gave her everything she needed and more. She knew she was scared, terrified even, of marking him again.
She trembled when he told her that she was his. Only his. Selfishly, this was where Annie wanted him to be. Consumed by everything she was giving him so she wouldn't realize everything that she was lacking in. Many things have changed since the moment he told her that he liked her. Annie Leonhart had nothing. No family, no friends, no Titan. Now that Marley wasn't at the center of her existence, she felt like she really was nothing. Like she didn't have a reason to continue being. It was just her and her poor excuse of a personality.
But when he whimpered underneath her and he called out her name, she felt so goddamn powerful. She had him where she wanted him and he would never be able to see straight enough to run for the hills. When she consumed every thought in Armin's head, she felt safe. Safe enough to think that one day he wouldn't just wake up and leave her when he realized that she was a traitor and a failure as a warrior. That she couldn't be more because she's never been more. They had been mates in Paradis and that ended up horribly. What would change this time around?
Annie groaned, clenching her eyes shut at the invasive fear. Instead, she focused on how he felt inside of her. How his long fingers rubbed her clit and made her buckle on top of him. How he would meet her roughly on her way down just to make her gasp out and tremble under his thrusts. It didn't take long for her to be consumed by the pleasure of their sex and for those thoughts to melt away. For her sharpened teeth to bite down and nibble, drawing blood but not marking. Teasing, scratching, toying with him. She felt that fear and disassociation fade away and that powerful feeling returning with her approaching climax.
She didn't want to slow down this time, she couldn't.
Annie moaned out his name and pulled back, looking down at him with glossed icy eyes. The moment Armin started to beg for her to bite him was the moment she lost all rational thoughts. Annie closed her eyes at trembled at the tone in his voice, something she's never heard before, and she felt a new wave of lust hit her hard in the center of her core, making her gush around his cock and Annie was throbbing and dripping around him in a way she's never dripped before. His words made her pause completely and as he leaned his head against her shoulder, Annie reached up and grabbed his hair roughly, pulling his head back so she could watch him gasp, watch the way his lips quivered with his whimper, and watch the lust cloud his eyes. Her icy eyes zeroed in on his own, watching them shift tones and colors as each and every part of himself and his titans found pleasure in her.
"You're still thinking." She whispered, pressing down rougher against him, trembling at the sounds their bodies made with each thrust. She was close. So goddamn close that she felt like she was going to go mad. "If you're still thinking I'm not doing a good enough job." She mused, bringing her hands so his hair so she could pull back roughly, making his head snap back before her hands wrapped around his neck tightly, squeezing, watching his face grow red before she released him and her face moved down to that sensitive spot in his neck. The spot she knew he wanted her to touch the most.
Her teeth grew again.
Jaw opening and teeth outlining the part of his skin where she would mark him. She guided his face down to her neck, squeezing his hair as she throbbed around his cock, sloppy with her approaching climax. Her teeth sunk into his skin, a breath away from marking him as she tasted his blood before pulling away. "We have all the time in the world to think later, baby, don't we? Tell me again that you want this because I wont give it to you until I'm sure you want it enough, until you're not thinking, until you're just begging for it." She pulled her face away from his neck and she could see that he was going to argue. She could see the gentleness in his blue, still, see him wanting to tell her to be rational despite how hard he was throbbing for it.
Before he could say anything, she slipped two fingers in his mouth to silence him.
Annie was absolutely sure that she was going to mark him. She wasn't thinking rationally but she knew she wouldn't allow him to do the same. He didn't want it enough, yet. If he was so hesitant, still thinking of why they shouldn't. He wasn't as crazy over it as she was. She wanted his titan's to need it too. She wanted him to need it to the point that he wasn't rational, gentle Armin anymore. She wanted him to need her in a way that he would forget about his kindness and show her his truer self. The self he showed her while they had sex but hid every other time. Maybe she was going crazy and imagining it.
Maybe she wasn't.
But she wouldn't feel safe until he needed her to the point where she wouldn't question his ability to leave her. She was selfish and insane and these thoughts rocked her body into a trembling mess as her orgasm hit her. Without hesitation, she pulled her fingers from his mouth and rushed forward to sink her teeth into his skin. Biting down much rougher than she needed to in order to mark him. Her orgasm hit a new level and Annie was sure she was going to fall off of him with how much she was trembling and jolting against him. Her jaw seemed to lock against his skin and for a second she feared she would rip a chunk of his neck off but she was too far gone to back off when she tasted his blood. She knew she wouldn't bite any harder to compromise the mark that she proudly gave him and she also knew that she's never come undone as she had just then. She had no idea what her body was doing all she could think about was the ringing in her ear, the warmth of his flesh under her teeth, and the pleasure that rocked her so hard she was sure she was going to die.
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Post by Ventia on Jun 6, 2021 21:02:19 GMT -5
Armin huffed hotly against Annie’s skin, his body warming up quickly with their needy movements, from her own heated skin, from his Titans being so close to the surface only being held back by a tiny little shred of willpower, but definitely showing in the different shades boiling in his eyes and his temperature skipping hotter with each desperate thrust. Armin rolled his fingers to her right tit now, giving the needy perk attention too, despite the fact that all Armin could think about was Annie’s fucking mouth.
When she broke skin the first time, Armin swore weakly, his body stilling for a fraction of a second, almost coming right then and there, as the feel of her teeth filled him in a way that shouldn’t be normally possible, that shouldn’t affect him in such a way, but it did. Armin clutched at Annie, waves of pleasure racking his body, his head going fuzzy and heady, only the feel of her mouth sucking on him sparking with colors in his now shut eyes. He was lost in his euphoria, until Annie yanked him back to earth, making him focus back on her, her glossy icy eyes only sending a shiver through him, more low whimpers and panting noises escaping him as he moaned her name, his only anchor in life.
“A-Anniee...” Armin whined, his hands moving again, dragging everywhere he could touch, stroking and squeezing her pretty body as Annie complained that Armin was still thinking. How could his thoughts not be racing? She always did this to him, always had him thinking, obsessing over each and every little thing, until Armin’s mind became a jumble mess of things and he couldn’t pinpoint where one thing ended and where the other began, only knowing that the core of it all, was Armin’s need to have Annie with him, at all times, loving him, being his, until the end of times.
She dragged a laugh out of him even as her deadly fingers stretched around his neck, the sudden loss of oxygen making his thoughts only rush faster, making that headiness heavier, and made his cock harder. Armin frowned at himself, at him having stopped moving from that initial bite, and meeting Annie in her next thrust down. Armin growled, she was so wet, her scent filling his nostrils and the sight of her, bouncing on his cock, her beautiful scars only heightening her sharp face and her eyes, the liquid warmth of her body seemingly melting against his own, riding him, commanding him, tainting him with her spell and having him completely caught in her silky web.
Making it so that only that tiny shred of willpower was fighting Armin to say the correct words, words that he didn’t even need to say as Annie filled his mouth with her two fingers. Armin groaned, his tongue automatically wrapping around her digits, sucking greedily on her fingers that tasted both of Armin and Annie’s needy scent entwined together. His favorite. Armin moaned when Annie dragged her fingers out, unable to even form words, to give Annie all the begging she wanted, even if his throat was making enough throaty beg-worthy sounds.
“Please...” Armin was close to sobbing from his pleasure, his eyes tearing up, as he kept saying ‘please’ over and over again in his whimpering voice until he felt the exact moment Annie climaxed around him, and then her sharp bite that it by itself made Armin jut forward, a loud whiny growl escaping him, his hands quickly wrapping around Annie’s waist, keeping her tight and snugly against him, even as he felt her mouth working against his neck, filling her deeply as he felt her mate mark bloom to life within him.
His reaction was instantaneous, a harsh hiss of steam escaped him for a second as his teeth exploded outward, large and long canines filling his mouth as the Titan’s scars scarred his face, his teeth suddenly breaking Annie’s tender skin, his tongue lapping at the first drops of her blood before sinking his canines deeper into her neck, his hand snaking up her spine to grip her hair harshly, bringing her neck closer, swallowing and savoring her sweet blood, his cock jerking inside of her, until Armin completed the mate bond by forcing his mark into her, forcing that part of him that had connected to her once before, but was so different and better this time around, feeling the bond clasp at each ends, connecting Armin to Annie and Annie to Armin in the way it had always been meant to be.
There was no helping the way his thoughts danced over to Annie, telling her wordlessly how fucking good she felt, how he missed this part of them, how needy he had been for this, for Annie marking him, for them to be bonded once more, hints of his obsessive thoughts of having Annie for the rest of his life, that now there would really be no running away from him, that she was stuck with him, that Annie was simply and utterly Armin’s. How happy he was at this moment. How his pleasure seemed to be bottomless because he could feel himself needing her again and again before the night was over. Everything. Armin didn’t even care if he was overwhelming her at this point, no Annie needed to know everything, needed to know how crazy he was in love with her, and that they were it. They were the end game. She had him. He had her. Armin only needed her. Only wanted her. He belonged to her. She belonged to him.
Armin let his teeth retreat, ran his tongue lovingly across her mark, pressing a kiss to it as well, before dragging Annie off of his own neck, staring at her bloodied lips, knowing his own was tinged with hers, his gaze flicking up at her gaze, before he gently moved forward, pressing their bloodied lips together in a soft featherlight kiss, that slowly bloomed to life and Armin groaned at the taste of his blood and hers mixed with their tongues and the feel of him still deeply and snugly inside of her.
God. Armin loved this woman.
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Post by Decoii on Jun 7, 2021 19:19:28 GMT -5
Annie could feel his steam burning her skin, causing her to sweat. It wasn't enough for her to move away, even if she ended up blistered. This pain was welcomed as she held her teeth deep into his skin, lost in the connection of the bond and everything she could feel coming from Armin. Annie swore that she could almost see all his thoughts and feelings. The sensation only grew when she felt the sharp sting of his own teeth in her skin. She vaguely could feel her hands intertwined in his hair tighten. The explosion that came from their orgasm, from their bond, bloomed out.
She shifted her legs so she could lay her knees on the couch, keeping him deeply inside even after his release. With a groan, she pulled her teeth out of his skin, her hands cupping her tight jaw. Annie wasn't a canine like Armin was, her mark was rougher, and she could feel her jaw pop into place as she was reluctantly pulled back from him. Glancing at him with unfocused eyes before she met him halfway in their kiss. She moaned against his lips, hands moving to his steaming shoulders to keep her trembling body at bay.
Annie's own thoughts became a mess as her hands moved to grope his shoulders, up and down his arms, his chest, legs. Any place that belonged to Armin. She just wanted to touch all of him. Her hands moved to his face, trembling as they felt the dents of his scars. She didn't care if her palms became hot and bled out from his heat, she needed to feel him. With another moan, she allowed him to feel and see what she was feeling. A mixture of memories from their time in New Dawn. From their time in Marley and in Paradis.
She showed him how she's always noticed him, even when she was her harshest. How, right now, she was absolutely glad that no one else saw him as she had. As the brilliant boy who had so much promise to grow into something beautiful. she showed him her own anger when he had been dismissed and her anger when she had been rough with him at his weakest. Then everything he had done to make her heart beat a little harder. A little faster. Her memories and thoughts floated so fast, they even blinded her and she trembled as she recalled the moments in which she found him to be the most dangerous. When his eyes would look at her a certain way and she knew. She always knew she loved him. Even back then.
She showed him her fear of him leaving her. Of finding her not good enough and how those feelings had changed when he showed her his own feelings and thoughts. Annie Leonhart opened her heart up to Armin through the bond in the most honest of ways she could ever imagine doing so. Showing him things she feared, and how perfect he felt. How perfect he always seemed to her even in his worst. She wasn't really the best at talking about how she felt, so she used that moment to show him. That despite how rough around the edges and complicated she could be. There was no one else that could remotely come close to the man that Armin Arlert was.
To the father he would be.
With a sigh, her mind slowed down until she could only show him how happy and satisfied she truly was. She slowly pulled away from his lips to wipe at a bead of sweat on her head before blushing and leaning in again, hiding her face in his neck. "I'm never going to get used to how intense you are, Armin Arlert. It never fails to please me... and I'm so sorry I made you wait this long. I'm sorry for being so stupid too and denying what I felt for you for so long."
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Post by Ventia on Jun 11, 2021 15:51:01 GMT -5
The bond seemed so much more open this time, secured and deep rooted within them, it sang in its delight, It’s colors bright, connecting the pair as tightly as it could, in a way that was completely different from the first time. The first time had been forced due to Armin’s part, with Annie unwilling at the time and therefore the bond had been fractured, closed off, and fragile even when Annie marked him back in Paradis. It tried opening up a bit more, would have moments when it sang true and strong, but it was still not what it was meant to be.
This time, the last and final time if Armin had any say in it, it felt exactly right. Open and strong, connecting Armin to Annie with no limitations, letting him feel exactly what she was, letting him be that much closer to her. When Annie started showing him all her feelings, Armin’s body began trembling at the intensity of feeling them through their bond. He could have wept like a baby with some of them, probably did but the temperature of his skin vaporized his tears into soft steam. Armin tried containing the heat of his body, to not burn Annie that much, but even controlled it still ran high and made their bodies pink and red.
He was such a lucky man, to have this caliber of a woman feeling these types of feelings for him. Armin closed his eyes, fighting back emotions, while Annie showed him her interest back in New Dawn, where he had assumed she hadn’t even noticed him, besides from being the weakest of the Pack. It brought him joy and relief and his heart clenched as Annie kept going and going, filling him more than he ever thought was possible, showing him everything she couldn’t say out loud. His arms tightening around her waist, hugging her against him, needing to keep her close and leaning his face against the side of her head, his eyes still closed and reeling from their bond blooming into life.
Armin couldn’t help smiling from it all, from sensing the same fears filling Annie, unable to hide his own fears back, showing more of how his whole life always consisted of Annie, from chikdren, to teenagers in New Dawn, the years he stayed away from her and how miserable he had been, all the late nights where he clutched to their little moments, from meeting her again in that hotel room, taking her to his, their slight parting once again tearing a hole through him, his need to see her again, his desperation of learning she had left the Pack, their time in Marley where the only thing keeping him going was just another look at her, finally finding her or more accurately Annie finding him, the way Armin finally remembered his childhood-finally remembered her-and how much joy it had brought him despite their fucked up surroundings. Their precious time in Paradis, both the high and the lows, which looking back now were all highs, his guilt at having wanting to redo it all, for fucking it all up, when all Armin had wanted to do was hold on to Annie for dear life and take what came their way together.
Their nine months apart and how each and every night nearly killed him, the only thing keeping him going was taking his revenge out on Marley, destroying the only home his loved one ever knew and feeling both guilty and proud knowing that every day he was getting closer to ending it all. The dread he felt when he had no more Marley to sink his teeth in, looking for the smallest of threads left and coming up short, being completely alone with nothing else to do, the absence of Annie in his life affecting him greater with each slow passing hour. The long days and nights of him stalking her, watching her from a distance, feeling like a madman when he finally caught glimpses of her, needing to come close but wondering if she even wanted him anymore and being too scared to have that question be true. Choosing to stay away, live his life strained and empty, only feeling bits of fulfillment while he stalked her.
His tortured happiness of finally being in that damn bar with her, of Annie recognizing him and looking so happy, only for his own pessimistic thoughts telling him that it was only the drug making her happy, in reality she wouldn’t be so happy. The next day of it happening again but this time it being so clear to Armin that he just couldn’t stay away anymore. That he needed and wanted Annie way too much to stay away. That she still wanted him as well. His happiness of them meeting again the next day, their first date of many, their perfect start to their perfect life, the deep found happiness and joy he had when Annie agreed to be his girlfriend, when she accepted her ring back, their fulfilling date, her coming home with him, his love for her overfilling like a brand and needing to show her even a ounce of that during their lovemaking.
Armin showed her all his dark desires, his obsession of keeping her so close to him that he feared she’d suffocate from him and still needing to be that close anyway, his dark want to keep her all to himself, tucked safely away within these walls with only Armin to pass the time with, his dark happiness of her friendship coming to a end with her boys despite knowing she actually had started to like it and her jobs, the way he had to patrol their grounds some nights just to make sure none of them had found a way to follow her, to take her back from him, from them, showing her that yes his Titans wanted and needed Annie as much as Armin did, how they soaked up each and every moment, especially the ones where she acknowledged them, he showed her his fears of being separated from her, of not being good enough for her, how he wanted to make sure Annie couldn’t live without him anymore because Armin couldn’t live without her...it kept coming and coming and Armin was shuddering at the force of it all.
He hoped to be a good father, for he was already in love with the idea of Annie being pregnant. He showed her how happy he was, of his imagination of little kids clinging on to them, laughing up at them, Armin told her how good a mother he thought she’d be, sharing more moments and feelings he had of her being maternal with him and knowing it’ll grow more once the children came, and how he’d always be there for her, with each passing second, how happy he was that she loved him enough to share even this with him, and how he vowed to live up to everything Annie wanted in life.
Armin finally opens his eyes, brushing a hair away from Annie’s slick face, pressing another kiss to her forehead. “Oh Annie.” Armin sighed, feeling their happiness and contentment and soaking it all up, smiling down at her and shaking his head at her words.
“No darling, this...this is perfect. You didn’t wait too long, just enough. Dont be sorry, ever, I’m so happy Annie, I’m so happy to be with you, to love you, thank you for this, for everything, for being with me, for choosing me...” Armin ran his hands over her hips, cupping the sides of her stomach, “for choosing to carry our baby, you’ve given me so much Annie, you’re giving me so much, and I love you so much and am happy that I can give you as much as I can as well. Even if I can be a bit overwhelming at times, it’s only because of how much I care for you love.”
“I’ll give you everything and anything Annie, including those sugar gliders.” He laughed lowly and nuzzled his forehead against hers, smiling widely and gazing into her lovely eyes.
“Tell me what else you want baby, daddy’s here to give it all.”
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