𝐄𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐎𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 | 𝙴𝙹𝙰♡︎

Extras~

A/N: Just like in my last sadomasochistic fic, A Beautiful Façade, I'm capping this one off with a bunch of extra scenes and stories. These are little pieces I had to cut from the main plot, or just experiments with the characters that I wrote for fun.

Each story will have a heading that describes a bit about it, as well as it's history, why it was cut or written at all. Consider this a gift after I wrote that unethically vague ending lol. If Armin doesn't get clarity none of us can, okay? :)

Thanks for reading all the way through this. It was a pretty ambitious and slightly stupid project to write a romance where literally everyone sucks but I'm happy we all got to suffer through it! Now for some degeneracy:

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1. Jean/Armin Snippet

-200~ words
-A smutty scene I didn't end up finishing
-Took place about halfway through the story

"Fuck," Jean looks down at him with lust in his eyes. "Seductive little shit."

"Pardon?"

"You heard me." He pauses to chuckle, thoughts ravaging him. "Hah... when I see you I just..."

"Just...?"

Jean smirks at him. He slowly raises his hand, pressing his index to the blonde's neck. The finger brushes against him before his palm settles, gripping his throat gently.

"This," he answers with fire in his eyes. "I want to see you burn."

"What's stopping you?"

His brow shifts up. "Oh, don't do that."

"I'm just-"

"You know what you're doing. Asking me to maim you." Jean looks away, smiling to himself. "I'll take indifference but... excitement... I think I'd lose my head."

Armin doesn't say anything, not a word. The air is still for a moment.

In the silence, he maneuvers his hands to the bottom of his shirt and lifts it over his head, allowing the fabric to settle at his forearms. A few adjustments later and his hands have tangled themselves behind his back, leaving himself restrained. It is a move he saw on a porn site many years ago, something he dreamt of reduplicating ever since.

Jean's eyes gaze towards him silently, catching the blonde's eyes with identifiable interest.

"Man-"

"Hurt me, Jean," he cuts him off, speaking in the most sincere voice he can muster. "If... if you'd like."

The two make eye contact as the dominant is pushed off of the edge.

"Hah, you're insane."

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2. Threesome Round 2

-1800~ words
-Here's a half-finished threesome chapter bc I'm a degenerate <33
-Context: They're all naked, Eren and Jean are standing up and Armin is sitting in a chair watching

"I think he's getting turned-on," Jean states, his glare sharp and cunning. He spares a glance at the blonde from a metre away. "This true, Armin? You like thinking of us fucking?"

"Well, I- um..." Armin struggles to get his words together as he watches the dominant step towards him. "Well..."

"Have you forgotten what I do when you don't give me an answer?" he threatens with a wide grin. "Or are you that desperate to be beaten?"