"The library again, Armin." you whispered as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders from behind.
He welcomed the much needed warmth that you radiated.
"What are doing?" you asked his seated form, placing your chin atop his head.
"Finished. I was completing some paper work." He said, grabbing your left hand and bringing it to his lips. This always made you blush. You kissed the top of his head.
"How did I get stuck with you?" he asked, you could hear the smile in his voice.
"Stuck?" you asked.
He moved to get up, not letting go of your hand and pinning it behind you as his cerulean eyes looked downward at you.
You looked up at him since he now towered over you.
Only three years ago, you were taller then him.
"Yes. Stuck." He said, lips ghosting over your forehead.
As he attempted to move away, your brown jackets were stuck together.
You giggled as he smiled.
Letting go of your hand he tried to free your jackets.
"Every time." He said
"Just like the first." You added with a smile.
"Yes, which by-the-way, I'm grateful for."
"I know." You smirked at him
His hands then rested on your hips.
"If it wasn't for the jackets we wouldn't have met." you told him, moving from his hands and slowly walking behind him.
Stopping behind him you rested your forehead in-between his shoulder blades. Your arms wrapping around him again, hands resting on his abdomen.
"I was more like pu-"
He froze.
The feeling of your hands undoing his belt and button from his pants interrupted him.
As you looked up, you noticed that even the back of his neck was burning red.
Slowly your right hand moved underneath his clothing, as your left hand pushed down his clothes in order to free his length.
His hands moved to grip the shelves in front of him.
With your right hand, you gently took hold of him.
He groaned.
Slowly you began to stroke him, earning a long groan from him.
You smiled as his hips started to move against you.
"Armin." You said, moving a bit to his right side.
"Wha-What?" he stuttered and grunted out.
You gave one firm stroke, he leaned forward as you felt him shudder as he groaned.
You stopped
"N-No! Don't stop!"
"Shhh. You have no idea how hot you make me when you're so submissive to me." You whispered into his ear, while your left hand slid under his shirt and lazily moving over his skin.
"Oh god. Please!" He whined just above a whisper. You looked towards his hands, knuckles practically white from gripped the shelves.
"What do you want Armin?" you whispered to him gently biting his ear.
Your body was burning now.
"You." he groaned out, thrusting into your hand
You began stroking him harder.
His nails digging into the shelves.
"Please… just… don't stop." He groaned.
"Why not?" whispering into his ear as you gently bit him again.
"Le-Let me-" he groaned loudly.
You cut him off by firmly stroking him again.
"Yo! Ar…min." Connie began; face blazing red at the sight that greeted him
You turned to Connie, a blush on your face. Armin stood up and grabbed you in order to cover himself, groaning as he pulled you to him.
Closing his eyes, Connie turned around.
"I-I-I'll let Eren know that… you're busy." And he walked away.
You gave an exasperated sigh.
"Come on." Armin grabbed your hand, and started walking out of the library with purpose.
Face still red.
"Where are we going?" you asked him, noticing his clothes were back to normal.
"Your room is closer."
"In that case."
You took off running.
