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Post by Ventia on Oct 25, 2021 14:03:03 GMT -5
(( Decoii)) The air was getting colder, he thought, as he paused in the middle of his territory, their territory, and smiled to himself. Winter was coming, the trees were shedding some leaves, the animals a buzz getting ready for the wintery months, it was still a few months away, but Armin could sense the nature’s readiness. Armin was getting ready as well, it had only been a month since they went on their first doctor visit, and Annie wasn't due for a while yet, but Armin was determined to be ready. They still didn't know the nature of their baby, whether it would be normal or like them, but Armin had the uncanny impression that it would be the latter. Which was fine for him, having already settled the issue of him being the last-he believed Annie was of the same mind and with what knowledge he had on her own circumstances-Armin wasn't really worried about his offsprings having to worry about becoming hosts. He moved down the land, the hour was still early, and nice and quiet, Armin didn't like leaving the house for too long, but also didn't not like doing his daily rounds. They had fallen into a nice rhythm lately, Annie and him, and had learned each other schedules for the most part. Annie sometimes surprised him by doing something different now and again, but Armin enjoyed the change of pace and tried to do the same when he felt she needed it as well. Halloween was coming up, they had put up some decorations more as a joke than anything else. Armin chuckled remembering her teasings at the store, wondering why some people would want to put such rubbish on their homes, Armin had gotten a few just to annoy her, which ended up with Annie picking her own, and then once back home, bickering where was best to place them. Armin of course, hanged them up where she wanted after only a little while of debating. He could see the huge green monster just a few feet away from the house now, and shook his head, containing another laugh, at how ridiculous he felt when looking at it. A warm gush of emotion filled him despite it, and Armin felt his lips twitching for a smile, his desire to see the woman who picked out the outrageous thing intensifying. He hit the ten foot tall Oogie Boogie on his way past and watched as it swayed humorously in the wind, the smile finally came, and Armin quickened his pace, entering the house and taking a quick look around, sometimes Annie would be in the kitchen making a early breakfast or stealing snacks, but it seemed like she was still up in the bedroom. Armin eased out of the light jacket he wore, took his shoes off, and headed for the stairs.
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Post by Decoii on Oct 25, 2021 20:56:38 GMT -5
Life with Armin was... Nice. Being pregnant? It really wasn't. Annie feels like she's lived in a constant state of overthinking, over worrying, and anxiety since she found out about the baby. It wasn't necessarily that she didn't want to have a baby, she just never foresaw being a mother, and why would she have? She's only known Marley her whole life, then the undercover work in New Dawn. She's never really thought of having an actual future that was worth living. But Armin made things worth living and the excitement and happiness he expressed for their growing family was hard for Annie to outright deny wanting this.
But when he was out and about having the time of his life and she was hovering over a toilet vomiting acid and her breakfast... Well, Annie was was simply not in a good mood. She was used to fighting, being strong, being a warrior. She wasn't built to be weak like this. Being pregnant, and having to be cautious about absolutely everything- was driving her insane. Armin himself, was driving her insane. especially on his tangents of when she should do certain things, or his panic at what foods she shouldn't consume, and his over explaining about a thousand medical terms and a thousand more pregnancy related risks -all while telling her that she was still at risk of miscarriage- was making her want to wrap her hands around his neck and strangle the absolute living fuck out of him.
She's been trying to calm her stomach for the last hour or so, but absolutely anything she tried eating came right back up. Her head was starting to hurt and she was absolutely convinced that if she tried puking again and pissed herself -again, because that was a thing now, apparently- she was going to hang herself from the light fixture in the bathroom.
Annie was rinsing herself when she realized the swell of her stomach. It was alarming, really, how big the thing got overnight and all she could do was gawk at her naked stomach before jumping out of the shower to bend herself over the toilet and puke up the bit of juice that she had drank not even five minutes ago. Straightening up and flushing the toilet, she angrily grabbed a bottle of lotion and flung it across the bathroom while letting out a loud sound of frustration.
She slept like shit, her head felt like shit, and her sides and stomach felt so knotted it was hurting her upper back at this point.
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Post by Ventia on Oct 26, 2021 11:29:38 GMT -5
Armin was up the stairs in no time, he didn't stop to check the other rooms as he could hear the running water from their bedroom. She was up, as he had guessed, and felt the normal sting of guilt that he had left her alone during such a delicate time. He knew Annie wasn't feeling well these days, but he also knew his nonstop hovering over her also didn't help, but what else was a man supposed to do?
He entered the bedroom at exactly the same time that the lotion bottle slammed against the closed bathroom door, Armin’s eyes widened and he strolled over to the bathroom, his hand going for the doorknob. It was locked, which was normal as well these days, Armin didn't blame Annie for not wanting to show anyone including him, how she looked during one of her morning sickness episodes.
Still, worry for the cause of the sound and if she was feeling alright, Armin hovered behind the closed door. “Annie?” He called gently, wondering if she had indeed tried eating and was now suffering because of it. He really didn't like how she couldn't hold down food, it was one of the primary questions he kept asking Ackerman about, but she had assured him, it was normal in the beginning months of some pregnancies. Armin hoped it would end soon.
“Are you okay?” Armin asked next, that overprotective part of him wanting to break the doorknob and look for himself, but after the first time it had happened, and Annie's firm words afterwards, well Armin knew better than to try again.
“Can I get anything for you? Do anything?” He bit his lip, smelling the leftover trace of acid reflux, and knew she wouldn't like him hovering right now. So he took a few steps back, glancing around the room but everything looked the same more or less, finally submitting, Armin moved to sit on the edge of the bed, his eyes on the bathroom door.
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Post by Decoii on Oct 26, 2021 23:20:33 GMT -5
She'd been too annoyed with her situation to realize that Armin had arrived. On a regular day Annie would have felt him the moment that he came back into the house. But because she was so frustrated this morning, in particular, she didn't hear him until he called her name. Instantly she felt her heart speed up and her anger turned more into internal frustration at her lack of a clear mind. She really didn't want to him to see her like this, especially now after all her other complaints.
Taking a deep breath, she picked up the bottle and placed it back in it's original place. Ignoring the trembling in her hands as she moved around the bathroom to finish drying herself and her hair. slowly, she dressed herself in the pair of tank top and shorts she had while keeping an eye on the door. She was half expecting him to burst in and in a way, she was wishing he did so she could have an outlet for all her overpowering negative emotions.
eventually though, she had to leave the bathroom. so with one final puff of air she opened the door and stared at Armin. "So..." She cleared her throat before turning to her side so he could see what she started pointing too. "This isn't really a good look on me." there was an obvious swell to her stomach that hadn't been there the previous night. Maybe it explained why her symptoms had been a little extreme or why she felt so much pain and discomfort during the previous nights.
regardless, she was showing, magically, out of nowhere. So far, she was expecting it to be more... Human of a pregnancy. As a shifter, from what she's heard, she should be far along. But now, she was confused, amongst other things. her growth in this pregnancy wasn't in the speed of a human -she shouldn't be showing like this if it was- but it wasn't at the rapid speed of a shifter. "It's been a shit morning, by the way."
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Post by Ventia on Oct 27, 2021 0:13:03 GMT -5
Was Armin tapping his feet on the stone floor? Making a annoying tap tap tap sound? Yeah he was. Armin put a stop to it the second he noticed it, then started tapping his fingers on his thighs for a few more seconds, until he noticed that as well. He pressed his hands firmly and flat on his lap, waiting again, the seconds always seemed to stretch longer whenever Annie was near yet still away from him, as if knowing she was there, yet not knowing when she'd show herself, could make time stand still. He didn't realize that one lone leg started fidgeting again until finally Annie came out of the bathroom and well, at the sight of her, Armin was frozen in place.
He took a sharp intake of air when she turned sideways, showing him exactly how much she'd changed since the last time he had gotten a good look at her. Which was last night, before going to bed, before turning the lights off and a few relaxing caresses, where she had definitely been more flatter than she currently was.
“Wow.” Armin finally said, stupidly, even to his own ears. That smile snapped back in place, and Armin had to work to keep it down. “I mean-wow, Annie, this is pretty big, not that you look so big, i mean you're definitely showing now, but it's still small-” Armin glanced at her face, could feel his heart rushing now, excitement flowing through him.
It was almost surreal, Armin knew this was how pregnancies worked and all, but seeing such a drastic change, overnight for that matter, really began to hit him dead center of how real this all was. Made him wonder how much more time did they have to prepare? Not nine months, he guessed, he knew shifters had theirs in half that time, sometimes less, sometimes stretching a little longer, if Armin had to guess, they probably would have four months or less left.
“You look great by the way,” he stood up, “Sorry, got lost in my thoughts for a second, I think it's a great look, wow Annie, do I sound like a idiot for saying that? Wow? Haha sorry,” Armin stepped forward, coming closer, the fresh scent of her body wash and hair supplies flowing to him like a pleasant tease.
The urge to take her, right now, with her gentle scent and showing tummy, grew in his mind, that obsessed characteristic of his on high at the sight of her, and right then and there, Armin knew, he definitely would have the hots for Annie in all stages of her pregnancy, he wondered if she'd let him on some rare occasions while she was on her last.
“I'm sorry your morning has been shitty, do you feel a little better now? Would it be too soon for me to touch?” He bit his lip, bending his head to look into Annie's face, once again, finding himself on cloud nine that he could be having this life with her.
“Would a massage make you feel better? Or some t.v. and cuddles?”
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Post by Decoii on Oct 28, 2021 21:53:51 GMT -5
Annie was glaring the moment that Armin looked at her with his big blue eyes and that surprised kind of endearing look on his face. Originally she felt defensive, but as he continued to babble, she found herself smiling a little bit. Lucky for him, he corrected every little misstep along the way. Like calling her big, for one.
Annie didn't like thinking of herself as a self-conscious person. But this whole situation, the changes she could feel in her body, did somewhat bring insecurities out of her. It wasn't because she felt like the whole pregnancy would make her look hideous, rather, she felt weak and somewhat defensive. As if fighting, being in danger, and all the other constants in her life was a thing of the past.
which it had been, really, with Armin in her life now.
But it was such a drastic change to feel so weak that she didn't necessarily feel comfortable. "You want to touch... My stomach?" She sounded awkward at that realization. It kind of was a bit awkward. The idea of him just rubbing her stomach seemed... Strange. But she understood, in a way. "I mean, I suppose, yeah, you can."
slowly, she moved towards him until she was standing within range of his hands.
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Post by Ventia on Nov 11, 2021 17:06:08 GMT -5
“Really?” Armin blushed, the tips of his ears almost glowing by now, it wasn't like it was the first time he had touched her belly, as it was one of his favorite parts of her to touch, but Armin had thought it wouldn't fly so soon this time around. Being mistaken felt great, Armin thought happily, and stretched his already moving hands all the way till he was touching her growing stomach.
“Ah…” his voice was a quiet moan of pleasure, which only deepened the color of red on his face. Armin quickly looked back up, to see Annie’s face, to make sure she was still okay with him touching her. His grin only widened, and felt, not for the first time ever, like a excited puppy in her hands.
“I love it, you're so soft and smooth…” his fingers danced lightly along her sides, getting used to the new feeling, his thumbs cupped her sides while his fingers massaged the lower part of her back, Armin straightened a little, pressing his lower front lightly against her stomach, his fingers easing up her spine.
“You look cute Annie, really, I want to do some things to you but I think I'll hold back for a while, unless you tell me otherwise.” He lowered his head, pressing a quick kiss to the side of her neck before moving back, bringing his hands back as well and caressed her stomach once more before backing up completely.
“Do you want to do anything? Maybe call Ackerman or the next appointment is next week, we can wait and see how it goes this week. Maybe some water?” He brushed back a falling strand of her hair, tucking it over her ear, his smile was soft as he gazed down on her, his eyes however burned with quiet intensity.
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Post by Decoii on Jan 18, 2022 19:34:53 GMT -5
It was cute, really. Seeing Armin's face turn into a bright smile after he undoubtfully was ready for disappointment was by far the highlight of her morning. To be honest, Annie's previous frustration was dying down rapidly at this point. She wouldn't even call it frustration- she'd been downright overwhelmed. this whole pregnancy was taking a toll on her body and mind. Armin still slipped out at night and she was too sick and tired to go after him and figure out what was wrong. She still had nightmares of Marley and she was sure that she never would get over the voice in her head that told her that this wasn't the life she was meant to life. This was stolen and just like anything else it would be short lived and--
-- did he just moan?
Her inner monologue -that was starting to make her spiral- went silent the moment she heard that small noise leave his mouth. She met his gaze and quickly looked away, a blush of her own painting her cheeks. With a small chuckle, and a series of quick surprised blinks, she shook her head. "What sort of things do you want to do exactly?" contrary to his nice words, Annie didn't feel like she looked cute. She felt like she swallowed a whole human. The bloating was almost overwhelming, but she knew it wasn't anything physically uncomfortable but rather, her mind overthinking.
She was always overthinking these days. After her miscarriage scare earlier on, she stopped burning up her energy with exercise. she couldn't even turn because shifting left her body so overheated she'd be stupid to not know that it would hurt her pregnancy. the weather outside was lovely but for the most part, she chose to hole up in the house, because she didn't want to embarrass herself by randomly getting sick and-
--Why is he looking at me like that?
Annie swallowed and looked up at Armin. The look on his face was soft- innocent. But the intensity in his eyes made her gulp softly. "Why-what did you say? I'm sorry." With a quick shake of her head she realized he'd said something about the Ackerbitch that she now had as a doctor. "No-No it's fine. This is probably normal for people who would be normal shifters and I swear to god I don't need her looking at me like I'm stupid for not knowing-- I'm sorry but what -uhmm- exactly are these 'things you want to do to me'?"
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Post by Ventia on Jan 20, 2022 18:49:10 GMT -5
Armin chuckled softly, he couldn’t help it, even as he knew he probably shouldn’t laugh so openly at her in this stage, but Annie was just too cute to resist. He liked the way her cheeks could still turn pink after weeks on end of being alone with him. It made his confidence flare, his spot by her side secured once more.
“Oh you know me, a long list of naughty deeds I wish to get through before lunch.” And how long that list was, could probably roll right out the front door, Armin had so much on his mind, it was hard filtering through it, yet the one that was first and always would be for that matter; was Annie’s well-being and comfort.
Which was exactly what Armin intended to achieve this surprising morning.
“Would you like to know?” He murmured with interest, letting his eyes rake down over her again, the swell of her belly causing a low need building under his throat. The sudden need to taste her, all of her, was growing harder to ignore with each passing heartbeat.
He wanted to make her comfortable, to relax, and what better way than to pleasure her sweet body, to show her how much Armin still desired her, still loved her, would love her through everything and anything.
“I can show you?” His lips quirked up into a half lazy smile, his eyes meeting hers, longing and adoration lingering, his hand reached for hers again, lightly holding on to her fingers and tugging her forward, closer towards their bed.
“Are you up for it? My dear sweet Annie?”
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Post by Decoii on Jan 21, 2022 10:52:16 GMT -5
Annie wrapped her fingers around Armin's. Feeling the strong warmth of his hands as she allowed him to slowly guide her forward. "Don't you have a long list of things that do not involve me that need to get done? You looked so stressed yesterday and this procrastination to your real duties isn't going to help you in anyway."
She was trying to tell him, in her own way, that she was fine. She didn't need him to stop doing what he was doing to cater to all of her emotional and mental baggage that came with this pregnancy. Add physical baggage now, since she could feel a soreness starting to pry its way across her lower back.
Looking back up at him, and watching the intensity and darkness in his eyes, Annie knew he wasn't forcing himself to do anything. His attraction was genuine, as was every other part of himself that he showed her. That was enough to make excitement bubble in her stomach and for her to clench in anticipation.
"When have you turned into such a pervert, Arlert? Honestly if someone would have told me 'Armin is a real pervert, watch out' I probably would have laughed in thier faces. " She waved her free hand, looking around the room in exasperation. She was nervous, she didn't know why, maybe it was the intensity in his eyes or the little voice reminding her that they needed to always be careful or just the way she could feel his eyes on her even when she wasn't looking.
Clearing her throat, Annie turned to look back at Armin, a blush on her face. "Show me, then." Because she wasn't one to resist him or ever even want to resist him in the first place.
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Post by Ventia on Jan 21, 2022 16:46:58 GMT -5
He hummed as if thinking, “You are right, there is a few things that I wanted to get done by the end of the week but nothing so important as you, my lovely fiancé.”
Armin was watching her openly, his primal urges were on a tight rope at the present moment, with her looking so flushed and flustered, almost embarrassed; it sent his blood roaring, his need doubling, and left his mouth dry.
She was too much. Tempting him without even knowing it. He smiled sweetly at her once she finally met his gaze again, her lips as pink as her cheeks.
“A pervert?” He asked as he sat back against the pillows, gently pulling down Annie with him as he had went and settled her back to his chest, his arms had come around to wrap over her protectively and snugly, a perfect fit. With his body still warm from the walk he hoped to warm her cool skin, as hers cooled him down a little. Armin didn’t want to jump her-well he did, but he could do it in a way that would be pleasurable for them both. After all, he was a gentleman, or tried his best to be.
“Is it wrong to be so attractive to one’s wife to be? Nay, I don’t think so, I would be a fool not to be, now I finally understand,” he paused, remembering something, a sly grin spreading across his face.
“It’s a great look, Annie.” He thought of her earlier words, and let his palms warm the sides of her belly, sliding his thumbs under her tank top and feeling her smoothed skin, and wondered when he would feel something returning his touch. He shuddered with excitement, and felt a shot of pure fatherly joy, even if it was still something he couldn’t quite grasp.
“No wonder lots of men would hurry back to their wives.” He said into her ear, nuzzling the side of her face, planting a kiss just above her racing throat.
If it meant that he was a pervert for being rock hard and pressing against her plumped ass, wicked images of her spread out in various positions so he could have his way with her and bring her the pleasure she and he craved for, then so be it. Armin would happily be a pervert.
“Are you sore anywhere Annie?” He asked hotly against her skin, kissing down her collarbone, his hands still palming her sides, but one was already inching up towards her breasts, eager to inspect every inch of her.
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Post by Decoii on Jan 22, 2022 12:03:25 GMT -5
Annie laid still, leaning on him, basking in his warmth before she ended up laughing and sitting up. She turns in bed, so she could face him while straddling him. "If I had to complain about anything, I'd complain about my lower back." She tells him softly as she grabs his hands and guides them to her sides again. Once he starts rubbing, she let's go and continues to focus on him.
He feels hard against her, which only further pushes her narrative about him being a pervert. Hearing him call her fiancée is still such a weird concept, but so is pregnancy, so Annie uses those moment's to absentmindedly glide along his bulge while nodding down at him, as if considering his words right. Which, she supposed, he was right. But he always got a little defensive when she gave him such a nonchalant look.
Her eyes lit up with a bit of mischievousness, She had him underneath her and in the perfect position to mess with him a little bit. Armin didn't show her his work, saying he didn't want her to be stressed, just to enjoy her time. He still suffered at night and although frustrating to her, she gave him his space without having him need to ask her. Being pregnant, Armin's been more careful too. She was sure he's been pouring over information on what it meant for her. Considering she wasn't human or a shifter and all the unknowns that came with it, he was worried about what to look out for.
She wasn't stupid, she just pretended not to notice the small bags under his eyes or the tension in his shoulders.
Lately, during their moments, she was a bit too self absorbed to focus on him. He was always so focused on her, she selfishly loved it. So even though he wanted to please her, she wanted to pin him under her and do all the work herself. Annie placed her hands on his chest, slowly gliding her palms up to his neck before squeezing lightly. "that's all very interesting but I've heard differently."
Removing her hands from his neck, she used the opportunity to shift and grind down on him while retyping her hair up in a messy bun. "I heard that marriage and children are real big romance killers." She says before leaning down against him, laying her face in the crook of his neck and placing soft kisses and sucks against the surface of his soft skin. "What do you think about those theories?"
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Post by Ventia on Jan 24, 2022 10:50:16 GMT -5
Armin bit his lip, his eyes lowered, as he watched Annie resettled herself in his lap, her body warming to his touch, her eyes sparking with that mischief twinkle that he so loved, and her touch electric on his skin. He would never get tired of this, even the simplest touches and caresses Armin would cherished as if feeling it for the first time. He knew what it was like without her, and with everything happening, Armin had to remind himself how lucky he was to be in this position.
“Fools, I think them fools,” Armin said on a sigh, rubbing her lower back in circles, his fingers sliding over smooth skin, her kisses felt hot against his neck and her grinding was making him feel like he was about to come. He blushed, it had been a while-for them at least.
Was marriage and kids really romance killers? He thought distractedly, remembering his own family for a moment, his parents had been happy together for the most part, both before and after escaping Marley. There were times when things were stressful and Armin could hear their yelling from his room, or his mothers soft crying when she thought she was alone, but he didn’t think it had anything to do with him per say. Just the world and all of its troubles and Marley.
Armin pushed the bad taste in his mouth away and hugged Annie a little bit closer, vowing that he wouldn’t allow their marriage and kids to ruin what they had.
“I think,” he began, kneading her back, “that marriage and kids, like everything, will take work, there will be bad days and good days, days where I’ll mess up or you will, but it won’t really matter years down the road. I hope, that it’ll become funny jokes to look back at and laugh.” He smiled and kissed the side of her face, where he could reach.
“I also think, that we don’t have to have it all planned out, which is a lot coming from me,” he winked, knowing he could become a little too overbearing with his planning sheets and all, “that we enjoy every moment that life gives us.”
“Like right now, I’m quite enjoying having you in my arms,” he gave her another squeeze for emphasis, “and now, I’m enjoying the feel of your ass,” his fingers danced down to cup and squeeze her cheeks, he rubbed the sides clenching and unclenching, spreading her apart and tapping it lightly with a hum of appreciation.
He leaned away, so that her face could be in reach, and caught her gaze. “Now I’m enjoying how pretty you look in the mornings, and thinking how much prettier you’ll look in a second or two,” he smirked as his cock twitched again, one hand sliding over her ass to brush against her pretty mound, his fingers hitching on to the fabric of her shorts, tugging on them to lightly tease her inner thighs.
“Enjoying how sweet you’ll taste,” he said softly, leaning forward to brush a kiss against her lips, quick and fleeting, but warm as ever.
“We’ll do it our own way, as we always do, my love.”
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Post by Decoii on Jan 25, 2022 10:42:17 GMT -5
"God, you're as poetic as always Arlert." Annie closed her eyes for a moment, basking in his warmth and confidence. What he said did make sense, but she wondered if he was saying it in the way that she wanted to hear it, to make her feel better. Automatically, she shook her head. Feeling the mood of the room and realizing that he was speaking his honest truth and that the topic of the conversation wasn't a mood killer- but the memories that came with it.
Annie kissed Armin deeply, before her own memories of her family got triggered. Her grinding became more insistent especially with the warmth of Armin's hands and his soft teasing. Feeling him hard underneath her, she remembered that it has been a while. It was mainly her fault, she was too busy analyzing her pregnancy, the changes that came with it, the worries. She was too busy being on edge for no reason, too.
Which only intensified the moment she had to hold back from doing everything that would normally help her get the edge off. Annie went her whole life wanting to stop fighting but now that she had no reason to fight, she was frantically anticipating the next time she would have to. But now, moments like this, she was too busy enjoying everything she had with him to worry about those type of things.
"Well, I'm going to enjoy making you wait for what you want." She chuckled lightly, pulling back to take off his shirt. Then, she leaned forward and trailed kisses down his chest, slapping his greedy hands away so that he would allow her to slide her body down, until she was biting at the sides of his hips and undoing his pants.
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Post by Ventia on Feb 12, 2022 20:16:24 GMT -5
“Your personal poet milady.” Armin chuckled lightly and continued to hold her gently, his hands stroking her warm soft skin as sat under her in content.
Annie felt heavenly on top of him, the added weight only increasing the intoxicating pressure pressing down on him. Armin parted his lips, letting Annie widen the kiss, he loved the taste of her, and loved it more so when she wanted something. Her insistent need to be closer to him made his cock twitch, he helped her in taking off his shirt, wanting to feel her body flushed against his own as well.
“Annie..” Armin closed his eyes, feeling her mouth dropping kisses down his chest always left him feeling heated and tingling, and for a second he allowed himself to drink it in, feeling his cheeks warming with every teasing bite and suckle, until she began dropping lower and lower.
“Ah-I don’t think-“ he began but paused on a shiver, as her fingers brushed his member from on top of his pants as she undid them. He cleared his throat, his hands coming to rest lightly on her shoulders.
“It doesn’t hurt? Bending over like that?” He spoke his thoughts aloud, concern for her always at the top of his priorities, “You should be laying down, I want to pleasure and please you.” He rubbed circles into her shoulders, feeling her tight knots of tension from the days before. It only made him want to spoil her all the more.
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