Armin stared at her with bedroom eyes. She reciprocated but was the first one to break eye contact.
"Father, I'm sorry... But I trusted an enemy."
Slowly, he pushed just the tip of his manhood through her wet entrance and watched her reaction. As expected, Annie hitched her breath and her eyes closed shut in reflex. Armin leaned down to place a chaste kiss on her cheek to calm her and himself down. He was extremely nervous of what might happen, yet he didn't want to let the opportunity slide. Truth be told, it was something he has been wanting to do. He propped his elbows to her side and tried to push further in, but not yet halfway. When he did, he heard Annie yelp in pain, so he quickly but gently held the sides of her face.
Annie was mindful of the pain she would experience the first time, but not like this. The ache was completely different from what she had anticipated, and it was something that she could never ease. Armin, on the other hand...
"I'm sorry... Are you alright?" Armin refused to move nor thrust more into her until she says otherwise. He wanted to be delicate as much as possible in order not to ruin their first time. It was special for him and it was not just a simple night of sex together. It was more than that. Annie's lips managed to form a small smile and replied in a low tone, "Stop saying sorry." She then wrapped her arms around his body, indicating that she was ready and that he shouldn't worry nor have any second thoughts.
Armin got the message. He gave her a kiss one last time before moving once more, this time more zealous. He entered her halfway this time, earning yet another weep from the lady beneath him. Annie's back arched and her legs stiffened from the pain but Armin's gentle hands began caressing her cheeks.
Because he had no plans on turning tail, and proceeded to push his way all the way inside of her.
Hearing Annie's painful whimpers broke his heart. Although he knew hurting her this way is unavoidable, he still hated seeing her frail. All he ever wanted for her is to be strong and happy, plus he was not used to seeing her in a weakened state. But, this circumstance is a different matter at hand.
He ceased to move in an attempt to briefly repose her body. Armin peered at her through wet blonde fringe once more to check her situation up. Her eyes were shut closed and the feeling of pain was still apparent on her face. He could sense that her body was yet tensed, and this brought pessimistic thoughts in mind.
What if she lied to him? What if she was originally against this idea? What if she regrets it now?
In an attempt to eradicate his worries, he buried his face on the crook of her neck and shoulder, whispering sweet nothings not directly to her but about her. "You're the most precious thing in the world and I wouldn't trade you for anything else." This caused Annie's lids to rise halfway. "I've broken you now which makes me responsible but I don't care. As long as you're here with me. I love you."
"I love you, too."
A faint gasp escaped his lips. Armin retreated his head back to look at her and much to his hilarity, he was welcomed by Annie's loving gaze and charming smile. All of his negative thoughts were washed away in an instant.
Confidence once again bloomed in his heart so Armin decided to move. He languidly and partially pulled out before lunging into her again. Annie shivered at this and her head pressed back on the pillow. A mewl made its way past her agape lips and this fed Armin's already ardent libido. Resisting the urge to slam his hips hard onto her, Armin freed Annie's cheeks from his gentle hold and grabbed tightly onto the bed sheets. Instead, he repeated the action a couple of times slowly and deliberately, mentally cursing at what he was doing because this wasn't what he wanted to do at all.
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She Who Seemed Heartless
FanfictionThey only wanted to be happy, and the very fact that they are now related by papers has given them pensive sentiment.