𝙡𝙚𝙩'𝙨 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙫𝙚 ✓

☮ fork you ☮

"took her to the kitchen fucked her right there on the table"

The morning of November first comes faster than expected as the sun's rays shone right in your face.

The warmth of another body behind you made you stay for a few more seconds before your bladder inevitably controls you.

Armin has been awake, he knows he has to let you out for your routine.

As soon as you're out and your back is turned to him he opens his eyes staring at other side of you before covering most of it with a white oversized shirt and this time putting black lace underwear with a pink bow at the elastic band.

And now you're out the room he puts the pair of sweatpants he wore last night.

Toilet paper on the floor, lipstick and hickeys on his skin.

A few minutes go by and you're still not here? What are you doing?

Then he smells food. He has a feeling that everyone got drunk and won't wake up this early, and by early like seven.

He walks out the door straight to the kitchen. He spots you, washing some dishes.

Coming behind you, wrapping his hands around your waist and his nose in the crook of your neck.

Feeling his hard on you start to grind your clothed cunt against him.

Dropping the dish in the sink some water splashing on your shirt making a small bit go clear.

Looking up at him making direct eye contact with him, "What?" you ask insincerely innocent.

"You should let me fuck you on the table." The blonde spoke right in your ear.

You sped to the brown wooden table.

You were going to take off your clothes until he ordered "Keep everything on."

"Look at you ordering around your captains daughter like that I'm proud of you." you quip.

You look over at the oven as he gets closer.

"Don't worry I'm going to make you cum before your food is ready." pulling your underwear to the side, taking a quick second looking at you. He was used to fucking you on a desk where he can't see your face now here you are on the wooden table spread out for him was better than any thanksgiving meal or whatever you were cooking.

"you ready?"

"Mhm." you consent.

Once again his dick is inside of you like a missing puzzle piece.

As he pounded into you he grabs your sides pushing you farther onto him your back arching on the hard wood material underneath you.

Holding back your moans and any other noises you make just for the possibility someone is listening.

"C'mon baby nobody is awake just let them out, or i'll make you." placing a kiss on your forehead.

Giving in you let all the sounds come from you throat, "Y-you really changed A-arlert."

Getting close to your right ear, "I learned from the best." kissing your neck right below your ear.

Eyes widening as you tighten around him, the five word sentence sending you over the edge as you finish.

"Do you want to keep going?"

He pulls out, "this was about you. Go eat your food."

"Are you sure?" you question.