Prompt: Naked Cuddles

Armin had always found cuddling a bit odd before him and Eren got together. He didn't like to be squished up to someone's chest and he didn't like their breath on his face and he really didn't like the boner against his ass at night. He hated being smothered. He needed his space, even when he was little. He used to kick and scream every time relatives would come over and hug him. Everyone around him talked about how great it was. They'd tell him about the intimacy and comfort they'd get from it but whenever someone cuddled up next to him he couldn't help but feel a little put off. He just didn't like to be touched.

Maybe that wasn't entirely his fault, though. He had been bullied when he was younger, and even now he'd get a snide remark or crude comment. Doing something as simple as hugging someone was hard for him because his head was screaming at him the whole time "Stop" or "They'll hurt you". Maybe it was a defense mechanism, a fight or flight response. Whatever it was, Armin chose not to dwell too hard on it. So what if he didn't like to be touched? That wasn't a bad thing.

Eren helped him change his mind. He'd never forgive him for that for as long as he lived, because now they're both naked, holding each other and Eren's hard and Armin's excited about that. He can feel it poking him in his thigh and Eren didn't even bother to try and hide it. Instead he opted to grind against Armin's leg with that shit eating grin of his.

Armin raised an eyebrow at him, "Put that away."

"It's not my fault you're hot," Eren shot back. He grinned when Armin flushed and rolled his eyes, and held him closer. "If it bothers you so much then take care of it."

"You're a shit."

"You love me."

Armin scoffed, faking pissy even as he snuggled up closer to Eren's chest. "Shut up, I want to cuddle."

"I thought you hate cuddling." Eren remarked, but he was joking. Eren knew he was the only one Armin allowed himself to get close like this too and he never took that for granted.

"I do, but I like cuddling you." Armin sighed contented, and the way he nuzzled Eren reminded him of a cat. "You're warm. Like my own personal heater. 'S great."

Eren laughed a little, resting his forehead against Armin's and closing his eyes.

Armin hated cuddling, but out of all the things he could be doing he'd rather be here, even if Eren's boner continued to prod him during the night.