Eren had stayed back at the mess hall listening to other people's conversations for practically ten minutes before he'd decided he'd had enough of listening to boasting and mindless sexual innuendo. It did occur to him that he could study, but there was no way he was going to cram for theory mainly because he was sure he knew it all and was also aware that a lot of the work and effort put into slaying titans came from his strength; he'd leave the thinking up to Armin.
At the thought of his best friend, he stopped in his tracks in heading back into his room for a shower, and instead, turned sharply on his heal. It wasn't right to make you go and try to get through to Armin to find out what ailed him on your own, or so was his understanding at this point of procrastination. He needed to help you, because Armin was his responsibility as well. He'd known Armin longer, and truthfully, if he'd just paid that little bit more attention to the blonde and his antics he could have taken a hold onto Armin's worries much better, and stopped them in their making.
But Eren knew well that he'd been more than focused on you after that night, he'd wound up almost infatuated, so much so that he couldn't think straight.
It wasn't long before the brunette reached the school building, and he found the classroom that the three of you had been in earlier that day. Without taking in his surroundings or stopping to consider the intensity in the atmosphere, he pushed open the silent door and stepped inside.
At first, he saw no one. Half of the room was lit with a dying sun that made the dust in the air sparkle, whilst the other half was covered completely in shadow. He regarded his area with intrigue, as the classroom looked so much nicer, practically majestic when it was this time of day in comparison to the tired morning. The boy was about to step back out and check the library to find you, as perhaps you'd already found your notes and had ended up there in your search for Armin, when he heard a murmur. It was a whisper, a soft voice, and his eyes followed the sound before widening at the realisation of what was occurring in front of him.
The silhouette of both yourself and Armin came into view, and Eren had to quickly duck underneath the desk at the front of the room, as he just now felt that the air was no longer the pure serenity of twilight. He could tell that the proximity between the two of you was too tight. He peered through a gap in the top of the thin wood that covered him from being spotted by anyone the classroom in front of him, and he watched intently - trying to catch any of the quiet conversation that unwound between you and Armin.
I really shouldn't be eavesdropping, he thought. Though his concern or blatant curiosity overcame the part of his being that wanted to be mature and polite about seeing his two close friends so intimately. Thus his eyes were since then; glued to the situation as he managed to keep himself truly quiet, desperate not to alert his friends to his presence.
Armin's lips were still hovering above your own, your heart rate quickened dramatically as you awaited any kind of movement, it was like the more he held himself in front of you without action, the more you anticipated his touch, anything that would bring the two of you even closer.
For a second, his eyes darted towards the front of the room and in that moment you became afraid that he was no longer interested, in a second of dejection your hand lifted to his cheek to turn his gaze back onto you before you lost it in the moment, and your lips crashed together.
Armin was only taken aback for the first few seconds, because after a moment both of his hands wrapped themselves tightly around your waist, your bodies were pressed closely together as your lips moved passionately against his. At first, the kiss was hard and forceful, as both of you tried to maintain your emotions and establish them with your strength. Soon however, there was a realisation of comfort with each other and your eyes fluttered open momentarily, as you realised that this was, without you knowing previously, something you'd needed for a long, long time.
Armin broke the kiss and took a step back, his hands still perched on your waist, however your own thoughts were clouding now, and you stepped forwards again, your eyes on his as your hand pressed against his chest.
"Armin... if it's your turn, then do something... touch me." You practically purred into his ear.
Your hand touch at his, you didn't hesitate to slide it up from your waist and surprisingly you only had to drag it up over your body for a moment before you saw a glint of intrigue in the blonde's eyes and your mouth upturned into a smirk. Armin had reacted like this before when you had been touched by him for the first time, it was like once his shy attitude had been pushed out of the way he became carnivorous.
It wasn't far from the truth, as he pushed you against the wall once more, his leg sliding in the gap between your thighs as his mouth connected with your neck, your own arms slung over his shoulders lazily as your head tilted back and you let slip a small moan when Armin sucked against your skin harder than you'd anticipated.
He trailed his lips down to your collarbone, before his other hand found the bottom of your shirt and he abruptly pushed it up over your skin, you winced at the cool exterior of his graceful hand as it glided over your torso, pushing up your bra and taking a slack grip on your left breast.
"M-mn... eager..." you teased lightly, trying to make a light of the situation; but Armin just snickered a little.
For a cute little boy, he was sure blinded by lust and knew exactly what to do with his neediness. His attitude made your legs quiver, and it wasn't long before they gave way and you were both gently lowered to the ground, the blonde hovered over you, one hand pressed to the floor beside your head.
Armin's blush seemed to finally have caught up with him, and his eyes stared straight into your own (e/c) orbs as his patience wavered, he was holding himself back and you could tell.
"You... sure?" He asked, his voice growing timid.
You couldn't believe he was querying this now! In reply, you raised your knee and sneakily rubbed it against his need, which was already growing harder than you'd expected, and Armin let out a shuddered breath.
Your smile returned as soon as Armin's did, it wasn't a smirk any more - or a sneer - now it was a simple, happy smile. You hadn't seen Armin smile like that in a while... truly, the boy didn't smile enough for your liking.
He gave you a longing stare as he reached up to tuck a strand of his hair behind his ear, which was enough to make you blush. Goddammit was he cute or sexy? You couldn't tell. Now that just wasn't fair...
However the teasing 'cuteness' evaporated when his fingers lifted your shirt and his mouth connected with one of the two erect buds on your chest. The both of you were caught within the shadows of the room, all you could do was stare at the roof as he ravished your body and become very aware that this was a classroom... and that your privacy could be compromised at any moment.
Regardless, your voice escaped your lips in small murmurs and whimpers as you lifted your hips, pushing them against Armin's as your fingers bunched in the hair that hung around the nape of his neck, your body yearned for more of his touches.
Next, the boys fingers slid over your thigh, he pushed your skirt up with little effort, landing his digits precisely against your panties. You realised that he'd only learned from the occurrences of the last time you'd entered into this as he began to rub you through them instead of taking them straight off, and to push the teasing forwards you lifted your hips once more, earning a groan against your breast from him as you ground your hips together hungrily.
You tugged your own panties down and sat up after that, pushing Armin up as well. The blonde fell onto his backside but you didn't even snicker at the uncoordinated movement as you crawled over his legs, tugged down his pants in a hurry and slowly pulled off his underwear. You didn't even offer yourself time to smirk as you took in how hard he was, you noticed small beads of pre-cum had already arisen through the tip of his length as your mouth enclosed around it and you gave a first hard suck.
Armin moaned softly, his fingers immediately taking a hold on your hair that was tighter than you'd expect from someone so frail, and his hips elevated as you took more and more of his length into your mouth, enjoying the near whispers of your name that escaped from his mind and came out through his mouth.
You licked the underside of his member, basking in every single whimper and moan that came from him as you continued to take it deeper and deeper into your mouth the more you got used to the sensations that accompanied your actions. After a little while, Armin gently tugged at your hair.
"S-stop ___... or I'll c-come..." he warned, and you lifted your head with a satisfied look over your features, he was so flustered and helpless...
But from his point of view it was just you that he could see, no one else in the world existed now. Armin took in your impatient expression and pretty eyes, he found himself reaching out for more contact against your soft skin, just as you pulled yourself up to straddle him.
"W-wait - what are you..." He started.
"T-trust me," you mumbled nervously, you were sure you yourself were turning a million shades of red as you positioned yourself over him, and with a trembling hand you guided his length against you. Once you felt the tip of his length press to your core, you lowered yourself onto the boy, biting your lip as he was sheathed inside of you.
"____..." Came the voice that spoke your name so perfectly.
Your eyes fluttered open and you looked down at the boy, wondering why he'd uttered your name so possessively but managed such an endearing edge to it.
Armin was smiling even through his fluster, and his hands took hold of your waist as he spoke to you, his tone never faltering; "You're... really pretty."
You felt like crying. You couldn't believe that Armin cared this much about you and wanted to be with you this heartily, even when you'd gone so far with Eren - and in front of him, too.
Your truly relieved and happy emotions mixed with pleasure the moment that Armin pulled you down all the way and settled deep within you, bucking his hips upwards.
You summoned all your courage and fatigue as you began to move up and down over him, the air around you wasn't silent any more as your labored breathing and moans filled it, Armin's hips lifted as yours lowered. It started off quite slowly though soon the pace picked up.
You became very clouded with lust as you lowered yourself to the crook of his neck as your energy evaporated with each bounce, your hips working well with each other as he began to brush the spot inside you that felt the best when it was hit. Armin sure had something that Eren didn't in moments like this, and that was patience and understanding of what you felt and wanted as well as what he did.
However it was like as soon as the pace began to quicken Armin sat up out of a growing greed. He proceeded to push you up with him, flipping the two of you over quickly, his thrusts never stopping as he did so. Soon his mouth connected back with your neck and his hands groped at your upper body cannily, fondling with your chest curiously. He tried to drown out his moans against your skin, his thrusts promptly becoming faster and harder.
You had your legs wrapped around his waist, and you pushed him deeper inside of you with every dive, it wasn't long before he began rolling into you particularly hard, delighting when you let out a loud gasp and your fingers tightened in his hair.
Armin's hips sped up considerably, slamming into you with such concentration and dare you say ardently, while his upper body he held against you, propping himself up with one elbow as his head soon rested into your shoulder. Your fingers embedded into his upper back and your nails lightly dug into his skin as you felt yourself come nearer to your end with every increasingly hard thrust, the knowledge that you were being so public about this added to how much the excitement and ecstasy coursed through your veins as your hips began to move out of eagerness for your climax.
"____... I'm... gonna come..." Armin warned through shuddered intakes of air, his voice tickled your ear as he spoke and goose bumps arose on your skin, though you managed a nod.
"In... inside..." you gave him all-too-eager permission, you had no care in the world regarding whereabouts, all you knew is that you wanted to be his.
You could feel your insides tightening gradually, and as soon as Armin's finger slipped down and gently but assuredly rubbed against your clit; you lost it. Your orgasm became apparent in one last gasp for his name and your insides tightened dramatically around him as you basked in the high that engulfed your whole body.
Armin only had to thrust into you once more before the overwhelming feeling of you compressing against him sent him over the edge, and he moaned your name one last time as he came, his thrusts slowing before they stopped completely, and the blonde collapsed against you.
You were tangled in each others arms as you both caught your breath, you yourself were only brought back to reality from the pure content feeling you were experiencing, when Armin spoke.
"____..." he said your name as he propped himself up with one arm once more, his smile followed from your tired and flustered expression, your lovely body in which he knew he'd adore forever, and the recollection of the moments passed.
He gently brushed a few stray strands of (h/c) hair from your eyes.
"Do you really... like me?" He asked, his voice soft, though it was a little louder than before.
You giggled a little, a breathless sound that made Armin chuckle along with you.
"Of course I do."
The blue eyes that watched you so contently softened as he leaned in closer to press one last chaste kiss against your lips.
"Do you love me?"
Those words were much quieter, and again, much more possessive, you were yet to get used to this side of Armin that came out around you, and you only.
"I... I do..." you spoke shyly, mesmerized by the loving look that he was giving you.
He leaned down and slowly your lips melted against his one last time, before he sat up briskly, and you watched as his gaze for the second time that night fell upon the front of the room, where the teacher's desk was.
You propped yourself upwards curiously as you watched him, unsure of his motives for even registering the outside world so quickly.
Armin's sincere smile turned into one that was almost too sweet to be real, as his focus stayed connected straight to that damned desk, and soon, to both your surprise and the surprise of the boy with wide, eager green eyes behind that desk, he spoke with a tone of self-satisfaction;
"Did you hear that, Eren?"
