TW: Oral sex (m. receiving), face fucking, crying, gagging.
Hello! This chapter contains smut; I'll mark where that starts and ends.
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"Hey Armin," you called, still holding his hand.
"Yeah?"
"Are you really, okay? Are you not tired?"
"No, I'm fine. I recover well with sleep. More than anything, I'm hungry."
"Okay. Where do you want to go?"
"I know there's a coffee shop nearby. I also know they sell breakfast foods. I went there a few months ago with Jean and I really liked it. Want to go there?"
"Yeah, that sounds good." You unlocked your car and opened the door for Armin in the passenger seat. Immediately after, he insisted that he was fine and laughed. You got in the driver's seat, and he put the GPS on to the coffee shop. Just like he said, it was only a few minutes away, so you got there quickly. You hurried out of the car and opened the door for Armin again. He smiled to himself and said, "I'm fine, really." Lord, how you missed that beautiful, charming smile of his. "Let's go!" he exclaimed, grabbing your hand and walking into the coffee shop.
With the day so bright, the many large windows illuminated the coffee shop. The lights inside were a linen tint and they created a calming atmosphere. On the counter of the register, were pastries on display. There was a chalkboard menu on the wall, displaying a variety of coffee options and breakfast foods. "Ah, look!" you pointed to said options, "You were right!" you told Armin.
"What do you usually have for breakfast?" he asked.
"Hm... maybe oatmeal?"
"That's great! They have this baked oatmeal here and it's amazing. Jean got some last time and let me try it. I recommend it 100%."
"Okay, then. I'll have that then. I was also thinking the strawberry milk. It sounds yummy."
"Is that all?" he asked.
"Yeah, I think that's good enough for now."
"Okay, great."
When it came time for the two of you to order, he ordered for you. He ordered an oat muffin, which you thought wasn't enough, but he insisted. He also got himself a cup of black coffee. Your food was out shortly and both you and Armin took your food and sat down at a table. When Armin took his muffin out, your eyes widened with surprise. It was huge for a muffin. Your baked oatmeal, which was strawberry cream flavored, looked appetizing and smelled delicious. It was topped with a bit of whipped cream and cut-up strawberries. You picked up your spoon and dug into the oatmeal.
"Mmm!" you moaned in delight. "This is delicious!" you exclaimed.
