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Post by Decoii on Jul 23, 2021 19:53:49 GMT -5
( Ventia IDK why I struggled but like right now I'm not shits wierd my dude) She doesn't even know why she agreed to come with Reiner and Bertholdt to the bar when she'd rejected them many times before. Maybe it was because college was starting soon for her and they offered her free drinks. They promised her a decent, calm night, with a couple of free drinks. She gave herself this, knowing full well that once school started for her, she was going to focus on classes and building a career as soon as possible. She didn't have the money or the ability to fuck around when it came to her future. Reiner and Bertholdt both seemed to be over their heads with needless partying only to end up stressing about failing grades and hangovers the next day. If Annie was to learn anything from the two idiots she called her friends it would be to most definitely not follow in their footsteps. "Oh yeah," Reiner started a bit sheepishly. He glanced at Bertholdt for help and after a shrug, sighed. "Don't kill me but I - we- set you up on a date. You know, so you can get a good fuck in before you dedicate yourself over to slavery." Annie turned to Bertholdt with a glare. "You did what?" "I told him not too!" Bertholdt immediately came to his defense looking over Annie to glare at Reiner. "Oh- fuck off! You agreed that she probably needs to get laid because she's been being a bitch lately and she sucks at actually getting in a-" "You started talking about her sex life not me du-" "But you said that-" "-I did not-" "-You didn't disagree." You're the one that started texting him basically offering Annie over on a silver platter-" The shitty music in the bar had nothing to do with her growing headache. "I'm leaving." "What?" Bertholdt sighed and finally looked at her. "Listen, you promised to come with us today." "Yeah before you fuck heads pulled this-" She was interrupted when a stranger walked up to them, "You must be Annie! God, you have some nice legs!" He said with a whistle that made Annie's hands fist up at her side. She suddenly regretted wearing the stupid white dress she wore today. "I'm Jean by the way, your knight and shinning armor for the night- oops, sorry, I've had a few drinks already, ha! Here, I got you this." The fact that she managed to reach for the drink and not punch him in the face was incredible. She glanced down at the cup, laughing because she really couldn't wrap her head around the bullshit her two idiots had gotten her into. Did they really think they could set her up with a thick headed horse faced asshole and she'd be okay with it? In fact, was this really the best they could do for her? She didn't know and oddly enough, it was a comical thing in her mind. She could tell from the look the boys exchanged that they knew this was going down hill insanely fast. But with little to do about it, now that Jean was involved, they led her to a table. She dropped off the drink at the bar that Jean had offered her. Not willing to take a drink from a stranger that could have done whatever he wanted to it. He looked defeated but Reiner hung back to whisper something at him that made him brighten up like an idiot. "If I get angry, I'm punching you first." Annie said as she leaned in to whisper at Bertholdt. "Also, I'm making you guys get me some good shit tonight for this bullshit and then I'm leaving." Before he could argue, she sat down and the guys followed along. Jean immediately went on a tangent about how pretty she was and how worried he'd been that Reiner had set him up with someone ugly or that it could have been a prank. Mid-conversation, she stood up and headed to the bar. "What's the most expensive alcohol you guys carry?" Before the bartender could answer, she leaned on the counter. "Great I'll gave like seven of those." "Y-Yeah, sure." She headed over at the table after informing the bartender of her location and once the drinks had been served, Reiner started a tab with his card. She was pleased knowing he'd suffer a bit for his stupidity and while ignoring the conversation, drank three of the shots with ease. It did nothing to cure her annoyance and once Jean started going off about dude things that he swore she wouldn't understand, she excused herself to head outside for a breath of fresh air. Warning them against coming. Before she was too far away from the table, she turned with a slight stumble. The alcohol must have been strong because it was already going to her head. "Oh!" She called out, making them immediately look up at her. "If this fucker isn't gone by the time I come back inside I'm getting arrested for assault tonight. m'kay? because I will fuck all three of you up." Immediately she heard the wave of protest and confusion but she simply gave them a look that promised she wasn't lying and headed outside. Annie was glad it wasn't crowded because she needed the space and she wasn't sure if the air was making her feel more tipsy or calming her down some.
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Post by Ventia on Jul 23, 2021 21:08:44 GMT -5
Armin didn’t go out much, he preferred spending his time home alone with his books or his shows or anything else that didn’t include overly loud music or crowded areas yet here he was, sandwiched between his two childhood friends as they pushed and pulled him along. Claiming it was high time to enjoy the college life as it was meant to instead of Armin’s boring ways. Armin didn’t understand how being in a crowded rowdy little area full of college students that acted more like preschoolers could be described as fun.
But for his friends, Armin was willing to compromise. After the second hour though, Armin was starting to rethink things. He had drank and danced and played a few games, even smoked the joint that Ymir had pushed into his mouth, but really enough was enough. He was already feeling the bad mood starting to cloud his senses when a overly intoxicated man with a obnoxious laugh bumped into Armin and poured half his beer onto Armin’s chest.
“Fuck!” Armin shouted as his chest and pants were suddenly soaked. “What the fuck!” He repeated, instantly jumping to his feet and glaring at the red faced man.
“Hey man! My bad, lemme just-“ the stranger slurred.
Armin felt his anger rise and bubble over, he wanted to lash out at the man. Maybe even push him over, see how he liked it, but Armin wasn’t much of a violent person, so even soaked and angry, he struggled with what to do.
“Armin? What happened?” Historia asked and Armin gave her a blank glare. It was what sent him over the edge.
“What happened?” He all but barked, “You bring me here for what! To listen to crappy ass music, drink overly priced liquor, and have some asshole pour his drink on me?”
“Hey man I said I was sorry.” The bloke was still near and watching with that sloppy look to his face.
Armin rolled his eyes, done with it all. He wanted to go home. Take a damn shower. And forget about this stupid night. Seriously. If he stayed any longer he swore it’ll just get worse.
“I’m leaving.” Armin reached for his phone that was on the table, “fucking perfect, my phone is wet too.” Armin wiped the damn screen on his shoulder and glared at the girls.
“Never again. You hear me? Never again.”
“But Armin!!”
But Armin didn’t listen and maneuvered his way out of the little spot, ignoring the occasional snickers and giggles he got from people when they noticed his drenched state. He started to mumble annoyingly to himself, sticking his phone which thankfully still worked in his pocket, and then started unbuttoning his wet white shirt. He wouldn’t usually be caught with his shirt off but tonight he was making exceptions for everything.
He was tugging the damn shirt off and finally made it outside and away from all the noise. He barely noticed the few people lingering about as he took a few moments to dab at his pants with his shirt, still grumbling irritatingly.
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Post by Decoii on Jul 23, 2021 21:35:27 GMT -5
Annie was seriously considering leaving. But seeing as how they came in Reiner's car and she didn't have his keys, she felt shit out of luck. The best she could do is stand to the side and wait until Jean leaves before going inside and screaming at both of them for getting her in this situation. It was a first, for sure, they've never been this bold before. They had suggested setting her up with random people because according to Reiner his life of one night stands and random fucks was actually fun. Bertholdt was more modest about his sex life and she was glad to get that balance because she doesn't know how she puts up with Reiner.
At least her rent was cheaper when it was split between the three of them and they had a modestly big home that she actually found kind of nice. She leaned against the wall, slightly annoyed that she hadn't seen Jean leave the bar just yet. But when she actually started being mindful of the people coming in and out, she was growing angrier by the second.
It wasn't until a blonde came out wiping at the front of his damp pants that she found something amusing to look at. Maybe it was because she had alcohol in her system or maybe it was because she was so angry she wanted to piss everyone else off, but she ended up laughing at the stranger. "What did you do, Piss yourself?" If the guys wanted to take her out for a night of drinking they definitely could have picked a livelier place with a better crowd. This shit was disappointing.
She gulped the shot in her hand, having hid it from the bouncer by holding it closer to her side on the way out, and turned so she could see the piss stained blonde a bit better.
It wasn't until he turned to glare at her that she got a weird sense of Deja vu, as if she's seen him before. "Wait!" She called out, pointing with the glass that held her drink. "Do I know you? I swear to god you look familiar." But with her blurred mind she couldn't really remember his name or where she's seen him until everything clicked into place and she found herself laughing again.
"You're that brat from that math competition like six years ago, right? that broke that stupid world record! tell me I'm wrong but this-" She made a gesture over at him, taking in his annoyance and soaked clothing. "This is gold." If he was the kid she talked about he'd been a brave bastard who'd mindlessly flirted with her while living in another state when she was in high school. He'd been a brat, honestly, but seeing someone as genius as him with pissed pants in a bar in her town was a bit confusing, but entertaining nonetheless.
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Post by Ventia on Jul 24, 2021 1:19:53 GMT -5
“What?!” Armin sputtered out when someone said the one thing he had been worried about the moment the yellow liquid had been poured all over him. The blush that flew to his cheeks and the tips of his ears was instant, as well as the instant denial.
“No! This isn’t-“ Armin paused when he finally laid eyes on the woman, blinking back his surprise as Annie Leonhart watched him with laughing eyes. Armin swore, wondering what the hell was up with tonight. Out of all the times to actually meet the girl he had been crushing on for years-it had to be now.
“It’s not piss.” Armin was quick to clarify, “Its beer.” He straightened and was half a mind to throw the damn shirt away. “It’s also not funny Annie.” Armin rolled his eyes but couldn’t help feeling ten times better now that he was actually next to Annie Leonhart. It was a good thing he was already blushing, as snippets of their conversations flittered through his mind. Particularly the naughty ones.
Armin let his eyes slide back to her, drinking her appearance in, and shaking slightly at the attraction he obviously still felt for the girl. Whereas Annie seemed to not even know his name. Just his luck, Armin thought, as he stared at the brilliant blue eyes watching him. How many times had Armin fantasized their first meeting? Their first night?
He swallowed the sudden lump in his throat, knowing he was taking too long to say something again. Something smart or funny. But Armin was all out of pleasantries for the night and having Annie Leonhart in front of him felt like both a nightmare and a daydream.
“Look.” Armin started, already feeling like a fool for what he was about to say but knew he wouldn’t forgive himself if he didn’t even try. “I’m gonna head home and take a shower, but if you want, maybe you can come with me? It’s been ages since I’ve talked to you and I...would really like to keep talking to you. But not when I’m drenched in beer and it’s starting to get cold.” Armin touched his bare chest for emphasis and tried to ignore the little voice that worried over his non-steroid like body. Boys had their problems too y’know.
“If it’s no, then okay, I’ll just go home. Have a good night Annie, stay safe.” Armin gave her a little smile and already knowing her answer, started to take a step in the direction of his car.
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Post by Decoii on Jul 24, 2021 11:23:34 GMT -5
The moment he said her name, she remembered his. "Armin!" She was a bit too excited about it but paused to make sure she was right. "Armin, right?"
A lot had happened in her life in those few short years and Annie was happy she survived but it really took her attention away from other things. She was struggling to remember what her online relationship with Armin had been like. All she remembered at the end, was the mindless flirting and that one time she sent him a picture of her tits for his birthday.
She let him walk most of the way to his car and because she hadn't seen Jean leave yet, she started heading his way. She was well aware there are other exits to the bar, but it was an easy excuse to pursue something more interesting. It wasn't like following Armin at this point was much of an upgrade, but he was better than the horse faced shithead she had to deal with back inside.
And maybe her heart did skip a little bit as she looked at the toned lean muscles of the guy that little shy girly looking kid turned into. "Hey! You could hold the door open for me you know?" She called out, hurrying up and getting inside his car before he could react to what she was saying. He had already gotten into the car by the time she spoke. "I thought that whole bold façade was something you had only online." She said with a grin.
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Post by Ventia on Jul 24, 2021 15:49:13 GMT -5
Even though he was walking away alone, Armin couldn’t stop the silly grin he had on when Annie had remembered his name. It was enough for someone like him, Armin thought, maybe, even if he did secretly want more. He wondered if she was going to the same college, hoping the next time he’d bump into her, they’d have more time.
He was totally in his own thoughts that he barely heard her, instead choosing that moment to throw the sloppy wet mess of a shirt in the backseat and almost jumping out of his skin when he saw the blonde beauty grinning at him.
“Huh?” Armin frowned, not catching exactly what Annie had said, but seeing her smile at him was really doing something to his senses. He grinned back at her, leaning into his seat and feeling a bit mind blown that she had followed him.
“Thank you?” He shook his head and let out a laugh, turning the ignition on and waiting another minute for any signs of Annie wanting to leave. When it was apparent that she wasn’t joking about, Armin silently eased out of the parking spot and got onto the road. He could feel his nervousness building at being alone with Annie Leonhart of all people and also his excitement, he couldn’t quite stop himself from checking her out every red light or so, the white dress she wore was hugging all the right places and Armin couldn’t get that particular photo out of his mind, not when the real thing was right next to him.
“So how you been?” Armin asked, anything to distract his train of thoughts that were definitely heading somewhere very inappropriate.
“You look great..”
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Post by Decoii on Jul 24, 2021 16:22:00 GMT -5
Annie buckled in before glancing at the door, seeing Bertholdt. By the time Armin pulled out, he finally saw her and she waved over at him before sticking up her middle finger as they drove away.
Now, with nothing better to do she turned to Armin, "How have I been? Okay I guess, I feel like I could have made better life choices here and there but it's not awfully bad if I'm being honest with you." She never cared for small talk and he looked great so she turned to look out her window before turning back to laugh at him. "Is that your way of hitting on me? Your girlfriend might not like that." She was prying, indirectly. But trying to be respectful before making the comments she actually wanted to make.
Once he denied being in a relationship, she grinned over at him. She waited until they reached his place and as they got out of the car, she walked over to him while pulling her dress down. "I stopped talking to you because my father destroyed my phone and I couldn't retrieve your number for it. So, I guess... You owe me a dick picture still, you know that right?"
If there was anything Annie liked, it was the idea of making people feel awkward.
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Post by Ventia on Jul 24, 2021 18:19:51 GMT -5
Armin bit the inside of his cheek to stop the little squeak of surprise he had been about to voice. Instead glancing back over his shoulder and watching as Annie waited next to him, seemingly cool unbothered eyes watched him as well as the small curl to her lips. It sent a shiver through him, straight to the cock in question.
Armin had forgotten how much of a reaction he had gotten from Annie, how a few little words or selfie pics she had occasionally gifted him would make his day, now, face to face with her in person and Annie reminding him of the shameful act that he had indeed gifted back, Armin was nearly close to losing it. Again. For the second time of the night for an entirely different reason.
“Oh so you didn’t get to see that?” Armin played it out smoothly, feeling a bit better about that debacle knowing the whole story since she had stopped talking to him after said pic. He had hated himself for a bit with the continued silence on her end, Armin twisted the key and opened the door, remembering the pitying messages he had sent shortly after all that. Ones she thankfully hadn’t been able to see.
“That sounds tough,” he said in response to her dad and went inside, holding the door open for her and watching as Annie Leonhart entered his apartment. “You didn’t miss much, just a late growth spurt and a few other stuff.” Armin gave her a look and closed the door behind her.
“There’s some drinks in the fridge and some snacks laying about, feel free to get whatever catches your eye.” Armin moved deeper into the apartment, it wasn’t much but it was clean and had all the essentials-home. He peeked at her face again, trying to reassure himself that she was feeling comfortable and hoping she approved. Armin rolled his eyes at himself, he was how old again and wanted her to like his home? Gosh Armin sounded ridiculous even to himself.
“I’m going to take a shower so make yourself at home.” Armin disappeared into his bedroom, closing the door behind him and throwing the wet shirt into his laundry basket. The room had its own adjoining bathroom and Armin was quick to rush inside, closing that door as well. He turned to look at himself in the mirror and glared at how red his face was.
He couldn’t quite get Annie’s voice out of his head, tauntingly telling him that he owed her a dick pic. Armin nudged himself, he was hard, how couldn’t he be knowing Annie was back in his living room, waiting on him. He quickly undressed, not wanting to take too long and have her get bored. She might leave before he even managed to ask for a number or-he stopped thinking, wrapping a towel over his hips and walking back outside his bedroom.
“Here’s a crazy idea, instead of pics why don’t I just show you? I hate being in debt, you see.” Armin challenged, mentally relaxing at seeing her still in the room.
“Or we could take a shower together? I do recall a few steamy shower scenes we used to fantasized about.” Armin smirked, leaning against his door, with a casual air of confidence as he waited for Annie to be the one in a awkward position. Two could play at that game, he thought, and mindlessly fiddled with the towel.
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Post by Decoii on Jul 24, 2021 20:56:13 GMT -5
"Uh, did you think I got the picture from you and dropped you?" She had been pretty interested in Armin back then and the cocky shit he would say over the phone. He was smart too, and cute, so it had been playful banter that she honestly didn't think would go anywhere if they had ever seen each other in person.
To be honest, Armin had only asked for her number on a dare, so she hadn't expected much. But seeing as how he was the smallest in his group, she gave it to him without really thinking about it and even added a small kiss on the cheek for effect. Now Armin was much older and grew in ways that actually put his facial structure to good use. He was honestly attractive now and not just a ballsy cute kid.
She looked around after stepping into his home, finding it put together and kind of clean. It was also a bit big and she wasn't sure what she was expecting but it seemed to cost him a pretty penny. It was a nicer neighborhood too but she wasn't about to ask questions. The living room was nice but since Annie was alone she started looking through the fridge, checking if the dishes are cleaned, and even looking at what kind of plates and odd decorations he had.
By the time he came back out of the room he'd been in, she had sat down on his couch and had been reading through the multiple messages from both Reiner and Bertholdt. "Hm?" She questioned, looking up and arching her brow at the fact that he was just wrapped up in a towel. She was silent for a minute before she put her phone down and leaned back into the couch, crossing her legs as she looked him up and down.
"So your saying that you think I'm still into you after all this time?" She wiggled her brows before leaning forward. "You know I could have a boyfriend, right? It's wrong of you to assume that I'm single too." Her tone was dry and she liked how his cheeks turned red and the doubt and regret was easily seen across his face and in the way his body shifted. It made her face lighten up as she mentally tallied it up as a victory on her behalf.
"You're being oddly forward, I didn't expect this confidence from you if I'm being honest. But I like it, you've grown from that cute little shy boy who was almost in tears as he asked for my number." She was teasing him and with a grin, she stood up. "Show it to me. Then maybe if I like what I see, I'll join your shower." As an after thought, she added. "I've had many disappointments tonight Armin. If you're going to talk big and not act on it, I'm not interested."
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Post by Ventia on Jul 24, 2021 23:15:44 GMT -5
“I don’t think you’d be here if you had a boyfriend Leonhart.” Armin didn’t like the sound of that, Annie having a boyfriend? Nah. It felt all sorts of wrong, even if common sense told him that boys would be lining up to date her. She was unique, had character, pretty, bold, could whoop their ass yeah, but that ass? Worth it, Armin thought, watching the dress slide up her thighs as she got comfortable on his couch.
“You don’t have one right? ‘Cuz that’ll be a disappointment for sure and I don’t think it’ll be proper for me to...” Armin shook his head, “You don’t.” He could tell by the little smirk on her face. “Y’know it’s not nice to tease me all the time. It might make me want to tease you back.”
Armin gave her a little wink and tugged on the towel, throwing it over his shoulder instead and standing there nude and more erect than he wanted to admit for a good moment before turning back and going into his bathroom, this time Armin left the doors wide open as he started his shower.
“Also the offer only stands if you are actually single. I don’t do cheating.”
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Post by Decoii on Jul 25, 2021 0:31:48 GMT -5
He caught on to her teasing fast enough for her not to have to say anything. So instead of talking she sat there staring at him. She didn't believe him, honestly, not one bit. She was about to tell him to get into the shower and not take his sweet time when he actually took of his shirt and she made a point of just staring at his face because-
oh.
Was she not really expecting it.
She blinked rapidly a couple of times, hating the warmth that suddenly flushed her cheeks. Hating how her heart sped up on it's own and her core throbbed at the teenage fantasy of having Armin naked in front of her. She suddenly remembered how much she had actually explored her sexuality to him. Touched herself to his fancy words and graphic details. How he had sworn to do so much to her and to be with her.
How hurt she'd been when she couldn't reach out to the boy who she had just met once. The boy who lived in a different state and had a different life. The boy she had wanted back then. It was weird, staring into his eyes and remembering their video calls, their teasing, his confessions.
Now he was here, all grown up, all naked in front of her and Annie for the life of her couldn't figure out if she wanted to just get up and leave or move forward with this.
Despite her bluntness from earlier, it did make her feel a bit awkward. Yes, she's slept with people before but she hasn't been with anyone in a long time. She wasn't looking for anyone now and this... It felt like she was submitting to a side of herself that she thought was long gone. The side of herself that longed for some sort of connection that wasn't just a quick fuck.
But this was it, just a one time thing, right? With the kid who had given her butterflies in her stomach years ago.
Clearing her throat, she slowly looked down and bit her lip.
Oh, was she most definitely interested.
He didn't really give her time to gather her thoughts before he headed to the bathroom leaving Annie dumbfounded on the couch at the fact that he'd so proudly and bluntly displayed himself for her and he had such a nice ass too. She'd be lying to herself if she said she wasn't feeling a bit... Needy.
"I am-" She cleared her throat while slowly standing up. "Actually single- I don't do relationships." She told him as she slowly followed him to the bathroom, feeling a bit flustered. Reiner and Bertholdt had gotten the idea of sex in her mind. Armin didn't hesitate to go for where they've left off years ago. In a way, Annie expected herself to regret not doing anything with him at this point but she wasn't sure this was her most brightest idea.
When he turned to her, she glanced down at him again before blushing and looking up. She hated that she was acting like such a child about it and it felt like she was about to get on a long losing streak, but she couldn't stop herself from wanting it. So she tried her best to find an even standing ground and not seem like the shy one who wouldn't be following through with her words, when she had teased him about that.
"Armin, I-" She stopped herself from talking, visibly frustrated. She wasn't even sure what she wanted to say. At the end, she settled for a small grin as she slowly turned around to give him her back, closing the door in the process. "I could use some help getting this dress off..." She busied herself by taking off her ponytail and sliding her hair over her left shoulder so he could access the zipper in the back. The dress was strapless and she wasn't wearing a bra, so she moved to hold the front of it and glanced up at the full length mirror on the door, watching his face, amongst other things, to see how he was reacting.
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Post by Ventia on Jul 25, 2021 4:49:10 GMT -5
Armin swore he hadn’t drank that much back in the bar but he must have with the way he was acting. Either that or he lost his mind. Yet he couldn’t stop the little grin he had on even as he leaned over to turn on the water, getting it to the temperature he liked. Just short of steaming usually did the trick. Armin turned back in time to see Annie joining him and forced back the natural instinct to hide himself, instead choosing to ignore his hardened state and broaden his grin at hearing she was indeed single. He would have to convince her to change that soon, if all went according to plan.
A plan that was beginning to grow wildly and rapidly in his hectic mind. Spurred on by each second next to her, by the glances she kept sending his way, especially the one that brought a lovely blush to her face. Armin bit back a groan, liking her reaction to him, liking the cloudy look she had on whenever her eyes drifted down. The way she unknowingly licked her bottom lip with the pinkest tongue he seen.
Armin felt his cock twitch with want, steam started to grow in the enclosed space, making Armin feel hotter than he already was. He watched memorized as Annie turned around, letting her hair loose and parting it to the side for him, Armin suddenly craved to touch her everywhere, her hair, her arms, her neck, her lips, her breasts, everywhere. Armin swallowed, his mouth felt dry and there was a hunger in him that Armin always denied-since it just wasn’t possible. But now she was right in front of him, waiting for him to unzip her dress.
Armin reached for her, his fingers pressing on the back of her bare arms, feeling smooth skin for the barest of seconds before he slid his fingers towards the small of her back, smoothing over the delicate fabric of her pretty white dress. He inwardly swore, his breath coming out a little ragged, she was so small, his hands covered the entirety of her back. Armin liked it, liked everything about Annie, and more importantly liked that she was with him.
“Annie?” Armin whispered close to her ear, a finger catching the little zipper even as his lips bent down to kiss at her exposed neck. One wasn’t enough, Armin kissed another inch of her creamy flesh, tugging gently on the zipper, bringing it slowly down her spine. His free hand was making circles along her side.
“Are we still playing a game?” He asked in between kisses, unable to stop the need he felt at getting closer to her. Of touching and tasting and feeling more. He pressed himself behind her, bowing his forehead into her neck and letting out a little frustrated growl.
“Because I want you. I’ve wanted you for years. I’m not good at games-well these kind of games-and quite frankly I don’t want this to be a game. I like you Annie and I know this is bad timing and maybe even mood killing, but I’ve liked you for too long to fuck it all up in one night. So really, if you’re not comfortable with any of this, just tell me to stop babygirl and I will.” Armin moved to kiss another part of her neck, letting his tongue slide out to taste and nibbled at the sensitive flesh as he zipped down the last few inches of her dress.
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Post by Decoii on Jul 25, 2021 7:40:11 GMT -5
She really couldn't say anything.
Not as she watched him look at her. Not as she watched him move closer. Not as he finally touched her. Because, god damn it, did it feel so much better than she had possibly imagined. Did it not feel uncomfortable or foreign. It felt like he was meant to touch her, to unzip her dress, and she shivered at the warmth of his hands. Closed her eyes at the softness of his lips.
She shivered more visibly when he called her name and opened her eyes to look at their reflection in the mirror once again. She could feel him, hard and wanting against her backside. the sensation bringing to light her own obvious ache of need inside of her body and she reached a hand down to her stomach, shocked by how it was making her feel.
She's never craved anyone. Not like this, not in person. She'd never think that she'd need someone so much to the point that if he stopped, she was sure she'd beg. Annie felt deflated as he continued on, oddly enough, her heart stirred with a load of mixed emotions that Armin shouldn't be able to have even touched in the first place.
It was her fault, really. For teasing the past, for falling back so easily into their banters and silent dares. "You must be good with the ladies," She noted absentmindedly, her mind still a mess. "You're awfully too good at this." He was giving her a way out, while acting as if this was more than a one time thing.
Annie should have stopped.
But she ached, for him, and it would be a need she thinks she can't cure with her own hands or even her toys.
Stepping away from him, she turned and stared for a bit, "I'm not good with relationships." She repeated more firmly before looking down almost shyly. There was a moment of hesitation, not because she didn't want this, but because she didn't want to hurt him. Still, she was selfish, so she wiggled out of her white dress, revealing that she wasn't wearing underwear either. Which wasn't a big deal, she usually never did. And stood still in front of him, letting him see her.
Her nipples felt extremely hard, she was painfully aware, and since he'd made the first move to touch her, she didn't hesitate to step out of her dress, heals clicking against the floor. "Armin..." She called out to him, moving forward so she could wrap her hands around his neck, but leaving space between their bodies. "It'll be easier if we make keep it as a game." She clarified before pressing closer, pulling him down to her lips.
It was slow and she was giving him a way out, that much was obvious. If he wanted more, she wasn't willing to give it to him. If this was okay, then she was here for the night. She wasn't sure how she felt about that just yet, so maybe she was giving herself a way out too. With a sigh, she leaned up, her hands sliding to his chest and while feeling the tackiness of his chest, she paused and pulled back before their lips could meet.
He felt oddly firm, with more definition than his body allowed her to see. She was surprised in how he felt, so her hands kept moving further down, under his belly to curl and hold his balls before sliding further up and wrapping around his erection. "You feel absolutely gross." She said with a small chuckle before leaning in to smell him and quickly pulling away, her face twisting in dislike. "You smell even worst," Annie pointed towards the shower. "Go clean yourself, you nasty."
Shaking her head, she walked past Armin and towards the shower. She reached in to feel the water and with a scoff, turned it a couple of degrees colder because she wasn't in the mood to burn her skin off amongst other things. "If you change your mind about this, the least we could do is shower together and talk. You promised me some snacks that I haven't gotten around to yet."
She stepped into the shower, quickly going under the water as she waited for Armin to move his ass and stop gawking.
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Post by Ventia on Jul 30, 2021 23:57:52 GMT -5
Annie was right, he had been gawking after her, no drooling was the right word. Everything else had quieted, fading into the background, only Annie's soft voice and the curves of her body stayed heightened in his mind. She was gone now, hidden behind his blue shower curtains and Armin stared down at his erection.
He could still feel the warmth from her fingers, that silky daring voice teasing him, both shattering his ego and building it up, making Armin feel in ways he had no words to describe. He reached for those curtains, parting open the shower space but more importantly, regaining his vision of her.
She was wet, water cascading down on her nipples, the ends of her blonde hair curling around her shoulders and those lovely breasts. Armin stepped inside, his breath felt hot, his face was dark, as his eyes slid lower, watching the water rush over her body, towards the soft blonde curls between her thighs.
Armin swore under his breath, reaching out for her, his fingers cupped her sides, greedily pawing at her softness. "You're in the way." His voice was close to a groan, his hands curving from her hips down to her ass, Armin did groan then, as he felt the plumpness of her ass, he fisted his hands over them, presssing her hard against him as he joined her under the spray.
"Game. No game. I don't care. I want this Annie. I want you." He bowed his head, his hair sticking down his face, hiding his eyes, as Armin let go of one precious cheek, sliding his hand up her back, then towards the front to cup at her left breast. His thumb brushed against her tight nipple, he used his other hand to brush back his hair, before tilting her chin upwards towards him.
"Tonight you're mine." He promised her, putting aside any plans for more later on, and bent down slowly, his eyes igniting with pure want as Armin finally captured her lips. He didn't give Annie any room to resist, pressing her hard against the cold tiles of the shower wall, so that the majority of the water rained down on him.
He pinched her nipple, even as his tongue parted her lips, fingers once at her chin now curled around her neck, urging her this way and that, exactly where Armin wanted, so that he could kiss her at his leisure. What a kiss it was, Armin shuddered, her wet and hot tongue urged him on, the soft moans and gasps that left their lips sounded erotic and nothing like Armin had experienced.
It made him ache, almost painfully, Armin reached down between their wet bodies, cupping himself and bringing him into the junction of her thighs, he could feel her pussy sliding just on top of him, heat and warmth beckon. Armin didnt go there yet, instead he slid in and out of her thighs, barely touching her, until he could feel how wet she was.
Armin pulled back from the kiss, taking a moment to catch his breath as he gazed down on her. "You're so wet Annie." He grinned, pressing in deep and closing his eyes at the damn good feel of her thighs. "You feel so good, too good, damn..."
Armin bit his bottom lip, watching the sight in front of him, tight nipples begging for attention, a lovely flush spreading over her luscious body and face, and god the feel of her thighs and pussy lips was enough to make Armin feel like he had to cum.
He pushed away from her entirely then, huffing to himself as he reached for the body wash. "But I should wash myself first yeah? Since I'm so stinky and all." He teased and started to do just that.
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Post by Decoii on Jul 31, 2021 9:08:14 GMT -5
Armin was good at this game. Annie realized as she was the one left gawking at him, feeling hot and extremely bothered after he pulled away from her and started showering. She didn't know what to do or say or even feel at the moment and she wondered if that's how he felt earlier. Blinking, she grabbed his 2-in-1 hair product and slowly started working it into her hair. Her hair was clean, so the lather worked quickly and while refusing to look at him, she grabbed his body wash and worked it over her body.
She wasn't dirty but she knew if she just got out of the shower, her lotion would make her feel sticky and she'd end up feeling gross. Annie wasn't looking at Armin and she wondered if he noticed something was wrong with her. "Move." She pushed him away so she could rinse off.
The moment Armin had pulled away from her, she'd almost asked him how his life had been. She wanted to ask him what he was even doing living in her town and if he'd been honest about what he said earlier. Armin made her brain short circuit and now Annie was left thinking that maybe she really should have left in the first place.
Armin Arlert was dangerous. Annie realized. She had a plan, one that didn't include him and the moment he kissed her, she stopped thinking. The moment he pulled away, she wanted that plan to include him. But they are both adults now and things changed and the thoughts in her head as she cleaned between her wet thighs made her feel dizzy.
The dizzy sick feeling wasn't going away and maybe it was because it felt too hot in here or because she felt like Armin was too close but Annie needed to get away. "I need a minute." She abruptly said before pulling away from him and stepping out of the shower. She vaguely remembers grabbing the towel and walking as quickly as possible out of that bathroom and away from Armin.
But instead of dressing and leaving as she probably should have done, she dried herself and sat at the foot of his bed.
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