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Send me a ✿ and I’ll generate a number: ( 18 ) stomach kiss

          Some of the training regimens were beyond stupid.  As he shifts his eyes down to the shorter figure at his side, he can’t really decide whether or not this is one of them or not.  On one hand, his hands were frozen, and his fingers were stiff and curled around the straps of his bag.  On the other, this kept Annie pretty close to him.  And he couldn’t complain about that.

          ” We should rest here, ” he mutters after a moment, nodding to the mouth of a small cave.  He’s not sure how deep it is, how occupied it may be, or how stable the roof could be trusted to be, but the netting under the soles of his boots weren’t doing their job so well anymore, and he had snow melting into his socks.  He didn’t care, he needed to sit down.

          When she doesn’t answer, he glances down to her anxiously, and is relieved to see she’s scoping out the entrance of the cave.  ” Okay, ” she replies simply, and he veers their course.

          — —  —

          Despite the cold, his flesh burns against her palms.  She wonders how he can complain about the snow with how warm he is, but she wonders, briefly, if she has any right to do so herself.  The thought is dismissed almost as soon as it comes when Eren offers a light gasp above her — her hands probably wandered too high without her noticing again.

          Rather than apologizing, she just pulls them down a bit to rest them at the bottom of his rib cage, fingers gently probing into the flesh.  This time, when he squirms, it’s with a laugh.

          ” Quit it, ” he mutters, but he has a grin plastered on his face.  His hands move down from his face to hers, cupping her frost - nipped ears and cheeks.  ” It tickles. “

          ” Really. ”  She lets her fingers roam down his sides again, finally pushing his shirt up a little.  She ignores his protesting little whine about how cold it was, and digs the toe of her boots into the snow to push herself up higher on him.

          Now level with his chest, she presses a light kiss against the dip where his rib cage meets, and revels in the way his fingers curl behind her ears, and the way his chest rises with the hitch of his breath.  Since he doesn’t protest, she hunches her shoulders a smidge, inching downward to ghost a few more gentle kisses over the warm flesh of his abdomen.

          ” Annie. ”  His voice is breathy, something of a dreamy sigh or an after thought.  Tanned fingers trail gingerly over the curve of her jaw before moving instead to her shoulders, and over her back.

          ” What? ”  Her own wander up to his collarbone, thumbs brushing over the outline of the bone jutting against his skin.

          ” You’re really warm. ”  He’s tracing shapeless patterns against her shoulder blades, trying to mirror the way the pads of her fingers danced so delicately up to his throat.

          A light hum is her only response as another trail of kisses is fluttered down to his navel.  She pauses when he gasps again, and presses her thumbs gingerly into his clavicle, narrow digits curving to cup his neck.

          When her hold tightens, and strains his breath, he closes his eyes, ignoring the snow biting into his back, and instead fixes his attention on the way her mouth finds the perfect spot against his left hip.

Send me a ✿ and I’ll generate a number: ( 12 ) ghost kiss

          The woman was tiny, but she was fierce.  The fire in her eyes couldn't be extinguished, and though she was dangerous, he wanted her on his side.  No, he needed her to be.  He gives Eren a brief pat on the shoulder, and leans away from him, but his gaze remains on the girl.

          " Sir? "  Eren's confusion is so obvious, it's almost painful.  Almost.  How he could afford to be so oblivious was just as dangerous as Leonhardt.  He was taking such a huge risk with this, he almost second - guesses himself.  His feet almost find their own route away from the mess he's about to step in.

          " You'll see for yourself soon enough, Eren, " he offers simply, then walks away.

          --  --  --

          As they sit in the mess hall, she feels eyes boring into her.  At first, she half - suspects it to be Reiner, and her eyes dart back over her shoulder in his direction.  She's greeted with the news that he actually has his head resting on Jean's shoulder right now as they laugh, moronically, at something.

          Her gaze shifts away to Bertholdt.  Nervous, flustered, but his head is down, and he's being comforted by Connie over whatever it is he's so disgruntled about.  Her lips purse.  Eren is babbling to Mikasa, whose eyes are fixed on him.  Armin is lost in a book.

          Growing a little bit uncomfortable, she ducks down in her spot, and finally catches sight of a blond man standing against the wall, staring her down.  Finishing her bread roll, she picks up her tray, and moves to put it on the counter.  He relinquishes his place to follow.

          She redirects as soon as the plastic hits the metal, and heads outside without a word to anyone else.  He is on her heels before she has a chance to get off the porch.  A hand falls on her shoulder, and instinctively, her own come up and grasp his wrist, and she spins around under his arm, getting behind him and holding his hand up to the middle of his back.

          As if she just realized who he was, she drops it almost instantly, and steps back into the railing, lips pursed.  " ... Don't grab me like that.  I don't think, I act. "

          A soft laugh is her only response as Irvin turns on his heel to face her.  " Quite alright, any good soldier would respond in kind. "  His smile is uncertain, and she notices, but he keeps it in place.  Sets a hand on the rail on her left side, so she didn't feel trapped.  She still had the right side -- which is open to the field -- to run off to if she felt the need to.

          Ice drills into water, and Irvin is the first to shift his eyes away.  The air about her seems almost satisfied, but she says nothing.  Simply waits for him to speak first.

          " So.  Annie Leonhardt, isn't it? "

          " Yes. "

          " Good.  And where are you thinking to go in this upcoming week, Annie? "

          She shrugs.  " ... Military police. "

          His free hand lifts, and he sets the curl of his index finger underneath her chin, pulls her head up gingerly.  " ... Well, that's a slight waste of such skill, isn't it? "  She continues to stare at him, not in the slightest amused.  He laughs, and leans down to speak against her ear.  " We could really use someone like you, Leonhardt.  Don't disappoint me. "

          When he pulls away, he's gifted a slight pink dusting itself over her cheeks.  He might have brushed his lips a little too close to her ear to be innocent.  Accidentally, of course.

Your character falls asleep on mine

          The ride in the back of the wagon isn't a comfortable one, but it was better than trying to walk through the snow.  It was actually a surprise to Annie that the horses could manage it at all.  Pulling the wheels through the snow must be quite a feat, honestly -- ... Marco was rubbing off on her.

          With a small, unsatisfied noise, she burrows deeper into the thick blanket wrapped around her and the freckled boy.  Marco had been rising up steadily through the ranks, and Annie has found it harder and harder to look him in the eye.  She knows what she has to do, and if she has to betray this man -- who was more or less in love with her -- she wasn't sure if she could carry it out.

          He hadn't spoken for a while, but on the other hand, she'd stopped speaking herself because her teeth were chattering too much to make any sense of her words.  She peeks over to get a glance at him -- his body sways a little with every bump of the wagon, and his eyes are half - lidded.  His breathing is slow.  She knows the look, he's half asleep, but trying desperately to look at something that will keep him awake.  Anything.

          " Marco. "  His eyes fall from whatever they were fixated on, and slowly drift aside to meet hers, and he smiles.  He seems drunk or something.  " How much sleep did you get last night? "  It's now she notices the lines under his eyes, and furrows her brows a bit.

          " Who can sleep? "  His tone is still normal.  Still excitable.  Choppy from the cold, and brittle on the icy air, but normal.  " I have a hearing with the King, Annie!  The King wants to see m -- "

          Her hand on his cheek silences him effectively, and she guides his head down to the lump of blanket over the shoulder of her jacket, and lets her gaze fall to watch the clouds of warm air clash with that of the crisp afternoon; it's weird how that happens.  Maybe it's weird watching Marco breathe.  Oh well.

          " I'll wake you when we're there, go to sleep. "

          " But -- "

          " Marco.  Go to sleep. "

          " Okay ... "  He nods uncertainly, but burrows into her side a bit.  Eventually, he ends up turned sideways against her, with both arms around her, and one leg behind her, the other underneath her upraised knees.

          At some point, Annie's hand had found its way into his hair, fingers curving and twisting into the deep brown curls.  She kept his head against her shoulder steady, trying to steel herself against the bouncing of their transport vehicle.

          Whilst the attempt is a valiant one, Eren Yeager, you should quiet those heavy ass footsteps of yours.  With one subtle movement, Annie spins on her heel, sending her foot around under and behind Eren's legs, and her left arm is at his stomach to act as a leverage to send him into a sprawling front flip and onto the ground on his back.

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Opening Credits: Larger Than Life - Backstreet BoysWaking Up: By The Sea - Sweeney ToddFirst Day At School: Jamaica Jerk-Off - Elton JohnFalling In Love: Beautiful Girl - Sean KingstonFight Song: We Built This City - Jefferson StarshipBreaking Up: Hard To Say I'm Sorry - ChicagoLife’s OK: Give a Little Bit - Goo Goo DollsGetting Back Together: Who'll Stop the Rain - Creedence Clearwater RevivalWedding: She Loves You - The BeatlesFinal Battle: Firework - Katy PerryDeath Scene: Brokenhearted - KarminFuneral Song: Daydream Believer - The MonkeesEnd Credits: Fully Alive - Flyleaf