Armin x Annie

Aruani "Lick" thighs

"H-Hey stop. You’ll get us caught, Arlert." Annie halfheartedly snapped, a small chuckle accompanying her voice as Armin kissed at her neck. "Unless that’s your goal?"

Armin paused for a moment, smiling against her warm skin. “It might be. I mean, it would be disappointing if we did!” His hands slipped under her hoodie, feeling up her abs and not so subtly moving up closer to her chest. “Don’t scream too loud this time and we’ll be good, okay?” Armins voice was dripping with faux innocence. A corner of Annie’s mouth turned up into a grin. She pushed her now loose yellow hair behind her ear.

"It’s always the quiet ones who turn out to be exhibitionist punks." Her own hands threaded through his already messy blonde hair and tugged his face up. She caught his lips in an almost desperate kiss that he more then happily reciprocated. One leg wrapped around him to get him as close as possible. Not like there was much room to breath in that hallway closet to begin with.

The air in that tiny space was hot and growing undoubtedly heavier, especially as Annie broke away to throw off her top. It landed in the pile their jackets and Armin’s own shirt rested in. Armin’s hands were all over her back, slowly traveling down to slip into the backside of her jeans and squeeze her tush.

Annie let out a small gasp and playfully glared at him. Armin gave her a slightly cheeky grin back and proceeded to kiss her again, his lips roaming from her lips to her cheeks and jaw. When he started at her neck, Annie bit her lip to keep down the moan that was already building up. Her cheeks were beginning to burn as bright as his, especially as she felt his teeth pull at her skin. Always a biter, that one. The hickeys all over her at that point were innumerable.

The two of them were practically breathless already, a familiar heat growing between her legs. Armin paused at her collarbone, resting his forehead against her shoulder to breath for just a moment. “I love you…” He whispered as his fingers fumbled with the button of her pants. Quickly, he went back to kissing all over her, across her collarbone, and down her sternum. Small bites were left liberally in his wake.

"Save it for when we’re not about to fuck in a supply closet…" She whispered back, a self conscious blush spreading across her cheeks. Before she knew it, Annie was clutching at his hair, her breathing picking up slightly in anticipation as Armin kissed across her abdomen, pausing just above her hips. He looked up and gave her a smile that was far too genuine for the situation.

"I do, though." He breathed, waiting for her to lean back enough for a better position. His hands felt up her thighs as his eyes watched her intently for whatever reactions he could get. Annie looked to the side, refusing to meet his eyes when she was like this. As if the very small, and slightly ridiculous grin across her face wasn’t enough. A couple small groans escaped when his lips met her thighs. "Don’t scream, we’ll get caught."

Annie gave his head a bump with her thigh, earning a giggle in response.

"Yeah yeah, I’m sorry." He said, leaning up quick to steal a peck. His lips once again met her inner thigh, then his teeth, leaving a bright mark. He absolutely reveled in the response he got from that. Her grip on his hair tightened, and he swore he could hear his name from her lips. He swiped his tongue near the mark, producing another whimper. "Ssshhhh." He teased, earning himself another bump and a glare.

He smiled wide back up at her.

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry! It’s just too cute when you make those noises…" Again, he leaned up, nudging his nose against hers.

"Cute isn’t the word I would use, blondie." She pinched his cheek, struggling to keep her bright red face neutral. "Almost makes me want to put my pants back on." What a lie that was.

"Okay, okay, I’ll behave!" He laughed, giving her a big smooch before slipping back down. "You are cute though…"

"Hm." Her hands gripped his hair again the moment she felt his lips against her once more, moving closer to where she was aching. "S-Save it for after."