Trouble (Eren/Reader/YandereArmin)

Chapter 22

A/N: There is SMUT in this chapter. Like a good amount, and I know that there's mixed emotions about Armin here so be warned. Also there's an implied time skip after the first part! 

"M-maybe we should stop." There was a chance that Armin would've given up had it not been for how unconvincing her voice was, especially since she practically moaned out the word stop. Then again, he'd been waiting for so so long, and having her practically underneath him finally, it feels like an almost impossible task to accomplish. He can't give up yet, not without really trying.

Armin did stop. Technically. He removed his lips from her skin, granted there were only perhaps millimeters between them still, but by all account he quit. He didn't move away though, instead opting to whisper against her skin, "No... please...please..."

She shivered against him, his breath tickling her skin and making her whimper a little. They should stop, the kiss had been mind-blowing sure and she didn't really want that to be the last one, but after the second and the third she thought maybe they should slow it down. She wanted to explain that they probably needed to talk about things, discuss what they expected of each other given the delicate situation they found themselves in... this definitely wouldn't be off the table in the future probably. Armin took her momentary silence as a sign of succession and resumed. The words got caught in her throat though, as he latched onto the skin of her neck (probably leaving more than a few marks). "I-it's gonna look like... Eren was right. E-everyone's gonna think..."

"Don't care what everyone thinks.... You shouldn't either." He mumbled between kisses. It might've been low to stoop to that level but, it was it was far too late to start worrying about morals with her being so close.

(Y/N) didn't speak up again. Maybe he was right. Her father used to say that was one of every 'young person's biggest flaws: putting too much stock into what people thought of you. She never cheated on Eren. Never even entertained the thought really and had been the picturesque version of platonic while they were dating. After they were dating for awhile. If Eren was already moving on then what would be the harm in her indulging too... it was totally reasonable for her to find comfort in the man who'd been there for her the entirety of the time. And maybe just maybe if she were being honest she wanted to avoid pulling away from one of the only sources of comfort she'd had. It was Armin she really doubted that he would get angry and leave if she put her foot down, but he was so insistent. She just didn't want to upset him, and with his hands smoothing up her sides underneath her shirt she didn't really focus on how screwed up that idea was.

Armin abandoned his work on her neck, pleased with the reddened skin, he always knew she'd look pretty all marked up by him and he would be happy to have the reminder to look at for the next few days. His lips found hers again and he wanted to moan out at the way she was moving against him, hesitation clearly gone. Good. Ever so carefully he moved them further and further back against the sofa, so that it was a gradual movement when she found herself lying down on the cushions with him between her legs. She let him ease of her blouse and toss it away. When he was met with no resistance he wasted no time in ridding her of the rest of her clothes.

Armin leaned up to take in the view, sure he'd seen her before, but never completely exposed to him. He was sure he was staring because honestly he'd never seen anything so beautiful, but he supposed he didn't realize how long until he heard her meek voice, "Armin... you're kinda making me feel a little self-conscious." Her admittance came with heat rising to her face.

"No, don't feel that way!" Armin rushed out, hating that he caused her to doubt herself, "You're just so gorgeous... I'm sorry I couldn't help myself."

She didn't have a chance to deny or accept the compliment before his lips were back on hers, but they soon left. He made it a personal mission to lavish every inch of her with affection, dragging his hands and kisses all across her body. He would get distracted by the noises she let out, giving more attention to the spots that caused a gasp or moan to slip out. He probably could've spent the entirety of the day teasing her breasts and nipples with his fingers and mouth after realizing how sensitive she was there. The only thing outweighing that desire was his other desire which was to explore her fully and completely without having to hold back. So it wasn't at all surprising when Armin found his face between her legs.