The curve of his spine.
The slight twinkle in his eye, and the skip in his step.
His silly, stupid blonde hair.
The way he looked at her as if they were the only two people left in the world.
And she felt that way too, the way she blushed and let him place a soft, wet kiss on her open mouth. It was especially silly, as the first kiss they shared was exactly in the first place they met up after all those years. Pieck remembered it as if it was yesterday, really. His straight pressed uniform, meticulous and all. He looked different than she remembered him as kids, but then again it had been a few years, and she looked different too. The sharp angel of his jaw which bridged up towards his fresh haircut. Difficult, really, someone of Eldian status to get such a fresh haircut she remembered thinking. But, then again, he was brand new to this life, brand new to this world. He needed to convince himself as much as he did everyone else.
She remembered Porco turned the corner, the same skip in his step, even then, posture straight and eyes set on determination. He saw her though, disheveled as usual, trying to soak up as much time as possible as a human before it was back to her work duties. He gave him a polite smile and a small wave, his eyes lingering in hers. It was there, the infamous nickname was born in the air between them.
"Pock, right?" She looked up towards him while he passed.
Pock, the same Pock who had just pressed his body up against hers, tilted her chin to meet his and kissed her.
She shivered and leaned into him, suddenly hyper aware of her touch, and her senses. The breeziness of her white linen shirt, the itch of her winter woolen socks on the sole of her feet. She felt the roughness of the flexible arm band fabric, one which was not her own. Pieck realized that she had clung to his arms, tip-toeing on the imitate-marble floor of the most luxurious military housing that Liberio had to offer, beckoning for more of him.
And as quickly as it started it had ended, with Porco disappearing down the hallway after shooting Pieck a small smile. She stood there, alone in the hallway outside her door, frozen in time. He had gone ahead and done exactly what she thought of late nights in the strategy room while Zeke ran out for an errand or two, or how Porco would walk her back to her dormitory those similar nights, to make sure she got home safe. She was thankful for her crutch, as it acted as an extension of her in this moment. But with this display of emotion and excitement, Pieck felt energy surge through her as she turned to bolt down the hallway.
She ran past door after door, similar faces of comrades who shot worried looks at her. But she didn't care. She scaled two flights of stairs, running to who she knew would give her the best advice. Pieck didn't know exactly why he was so wise, but she had an idea that it had something to do with his mission. Pieck knew Reiner would give her the most unbiased, straight up advice. Right?
"Well…." Reiner trailed off, sighing at the question. "I'm not stupid, I know he has feelings for you. But we do all have to work together and this sure complicates things. What do you want to do?" Pieck giggled and looked away. "I'm not sure. It's not like I have any female friends to talk about….you know?" Pieck could feel him blush from halfway across the room. He had made them a pot of tea for them, sitting at the small table inside Reiner's Liberio apartment. He was surely accommodating for the awkwardness of the situation, as she could tell he would rather be discussing something more appropriate with her. Pieck could agree it was probably weird, talking about his childhood friends getting together.
"Honestly Pieck, I think you should do what you want to do, honestly. It's not like we have much of our term left anyways. You may as well do what makes you happy." He replied to her, shooting her a small encouraging smile.
The issue of their term coming to an end didn't bother Pieck very much, as it's something she knew and came to terms with a long time ago, while her parents were still alive, even. She took a deep breath, her excited demeanor unwavering at the heavy topic. She knocked back the rest of the tea in her cup in one single gulp, and thanked Reiner before waving goodbye and exiting onto the bustling street of the familiar part of the city.
By the time she got back to her quarters, the sun was setting in shades of orange and gold. She rummaged through the drawers of the miniature dresser in her studio apartment, searching for exactly what she knew she needed before heading to Galliard's. It was a tight black lace corset, one in which she had bought ages ago from a small stall in town square. Pieck doubted she'd ever use it, but was extremely thankful she had spent a good coin on her previous purchase. Pieck added a familiar black thong, and threw her day clothes back on top of it. She knew if she got far enough, this would drive him crazy. Or at least that's what she had hoped.
By the time she was standing in front of Porco's door, her fists were balled and clammy, a similar sensation pooling on her lower back. She really didn't think she would be this nervous, but alas her interaction with Pock earlier had left her delirious and head spinning, so she didn't expect her body to react in a similar way right before she was going to knock on his door and ask him to sleep with her. Pieck drew her hand up and knocked on the door, the pounds from her knuckles suddenly bringing her to the harsh realization that she had never done any of this before. How was she supposed to ask? What if he said no?
Pieck had the instinct to turn around and run a fast as she could, to get out of the hallway where just a mere door separated her and the man who had kissed her just hours ago, to sprint until her knees gave out and to where she could hide from embarrassment. She shot a glance over her shoulder, to see if she could make a run for it, but before she had the chance out of the corner of her eye, the door swung open to reveal Pock standing there, stoic and all.
"Pieck" He said jovially, his hands threaded in his pockets and his white collared shirt freshly pressed as always. She met his large hazel orbs, staring lovingly at her from above. Looking into his eyes, the contrast between dirty blonde hair and olive skin nearly made her knees buckle. The smile playing thinly on his lips made her feel slightly more comfortable, as it was reassuring to her goal that at the very least he was happy to see her.
"Can I come in?" Pieck asked, nearly fluttering her eyes at him. Maybe she was high off of nervousness or arousal, but she almost thought she could see him hulp as she walked past him, her presence absorbed into the apartment. It was small but quaint, the same warm hues from the sunset shining through the large, open window on the back wall of the unit facing the street, shining light on the kitchenette, small leather couch and fold up table, as well as the simple metal bed frame with a plump mattress resting on top, decorated with a simple maroon throw blanket. It was similar to her own place, except the fact that this was Pock's apartment. An uncomfortable stirring began in her lower abdomen, at the realization that she had never actually been inside his apartment before.
"Did you want to talk about earlier, Pieck?" His warm voice sounded behind her, letting the door close while positioned himself on the cushioned leather couch. She shook her head, and joined the seat next to him, kicking off her worn in oxfords and tucking her knees under her skirt. "Yeah, I did. It all just happened so fast, I really didn't get a chance to say anything to you in the moment"
Porco had shrugged off his bomber jacket and placed it on the back of the couch, revealing his red arm band, which matched her own. "Yeah I had an assignment I was on my way to, I just had to kiss…" trailed off, staring at the floor. He ran a shaky hand through his hair, in which Pieck could gather why his hand was so shaky. His eyes made contact with her grey ones and he quickly glanced at the top button of her blouse before quickly darting them back to the floor again. She looked down to gather what he had made eye contact with and realized she had done a sloppy job of buttoning her shirt back up after putting on her lingerie, as her blouse was hanging open to reveal the top cuppings of her breasts which somewhat spilled out of the corset top underneath.
Her stomach fluttered as she realized how flustered it made him.
Pink spread across his cheeks and down to the curve of his jaw, the same curve she had grown to love over the past few months of working together. She now understood that the ball was really in her court as he was putty in her hands, and it was in that moment she decided she was going to go through with her intentions, if he wanted the same. Pieck reached out and touched the joint of his strong jaw bone with her fingertips and turned it to herself.
She realized how much she'd gotten closer to him just by reaching out and turning his jaw to hers, and she felt a similar heat rise to her own cheeks. "Pock…" She bagan, as she let her eyelids flutter closed with the intensity of the air between them rising. "Kiss me again, like how you kissed me earlier"
Suddenly Porco's hands were gently clasped behind her neck, fingers clasping in her hair, as she felt the world spin and his lips crash into hers. She let out a soft squeak from the kiss, and his mouth on hers after the anticipation, and in response she opened her mouth to deepen the kiss between them. She let him in, let him explore, tongues meeting for the first time and the nervousness amongst the two slowly disappearing as their mouths and lips moved harmoniously. Her hand caught on the collar of his shirt and she pulled him towards her, collapsing on the back of the couch. Porco kissed her more passionately, so passionately. Pieck was convinced she was either dreaming or dead from how heavenly his instincts were to kiss her back.
He ripped off her arm band whilst she slipped her hands under his shirt, to explore his hard, tensed muscles underneath. Porco's lips traveled down to her neck and to her collarbone, alternating between leaving soft kisses and sucking hard on her creamy skin and the bone that resided there. Pieck let out breathy 'yes', and began undoing the buttons on his shirt, as she needed it off, now. She pushed the shirt down over his shoulders and threw it on the floor next to the couch, and he surprised her by suddenly standing up and reaching out for her hands as a motion to rise with him.
She did just that, and he grabbed her palms with his own and gave her a small tug to stand on her feet. He grabbed her chin with his palms, and lifted her chin to his, mirroring her last actions before they devolved into madness. "Pieck" He said, out of breath and staring deeply into her eyes, "What do you want me to do to you?"
Pieck was surprised by the question, as she had never put it into words to describe the way she dreamt about him touching her. She didn't know how to explain to him where she wanted him to be, how she wanted him to kiss her or touch her. "I just want you to touch me" Pieck replied, "...I want you to make me feel good"
And with that Porco took her previous spot on the couch, pulling her down to sit on his lap, her ass towards him. She was a bit confused, but when she sat on his lap she felt how hard he was underneath him, and how large he was too. She threw her head back onto his shoulder, while he was working on unbuttoning her shirt. When he finally got it, he slid it down her soft shoulders, revealing the lingerie underneath. "I put this on for you.." Pieck taunted him, leaving small kisses on his neck while she felt his crotch practically throbbing beneath her.
"God, Pieck, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes on" Porco whispered back to her, undoing the ribbon that she had tied in a small bow just below her shoulder blades, one in which held the bodice of her corset together. He tugged on it and it fell apart, spilling her breasts out to him. Pock cupped them in his hands and ran his thumbs over her light brown nipples, making her squirm to his touch. He softly chuckled, placing delicate kisses on her neck while he softly pinched her nipples and threaded them in his hands. Pieck felt wetness pooling in her panties, and her most sensitive parts began ache as they were being ignored in favor of her breasts. She let out soft sounds and grinded against him, slipping her hand down to his crotch and felt his full erection, hard in her palm. She rocked against him and moaned as he pinched her nipples harder and sucked on the soft skin of her neck, and the ache between her legs became almost unbearable as she squeezed them shut.
Porco noticed this, developing a devilish gleam in his eye, as he slowly relieved the pressure on her nipple as he drew his finger down towards her wetness, pressing his nail into the skin of her stomach, then to her hip bone. Pieck shivered and pressed her back closer to his torso, her bundle of nerves throbbing hard and wet at her center. Porco, with one hand brushed up her skirt to take in her pelvis, shrouded in the black lace of her thong. Pieck felt him gulp as he moved his fingers closer to the wet spot in the center of her panties, and she squeezed her eyes shut as he neared in. Porco rubbed soft circles into the wet spot, causing Pieck to let out a low hum. He slipped his other hand down to peel the panties away from her hip, pushing them farther down her hips, then to bunch at her ankles.
Pieck was leaning against him fully exposed, as he ran his index finger down her slit, stopping where her breathing caught and then rubbing back up again. Her low humming continued, as she sucked in shaky breaths. "Right there…" Pieck trailed as she beckoned his finger to a small pink bud above her opening, right exactly where she wanted him to caress. He ran his finger over her most sensitive spot, and her humms turned back into soft moans again as she let her mouth fall open. With one hand, he gently massaged circles into her clit, and with the other, he gently ran a finger down her slit and slowly pushed it into her opening, feeling the wetness she had been feeling up until now coat his finger while he bobbed it in and out of her.
Her moans intensified at the pleasure, and Pieck was sure she was seeing stars. "Porco.." She uttered in between moans, and clasped at her nipples, repeating the previous sensation by rubbing and pinching them. Porco knew what she needed, and he gently pulled out of her with his hand and shifted his weight for her to take his spot on the couch. Pieck's eyes fluttered open at this change and was disappointed in his sudden stop after he was giving her so much pleasure. "Why'd you stop I-" Pieck began, but Porco cut her off with a soft shush, as he positioned himself between her legs on the floor besides the couch.
Pieck instantly understood, and scooted her exposed self towards him, letting her legs open. Porco finally got to fully take in the sight of her folds, training a finger down to her slit in which he had just explored. He lowered his mouth to breathe hot air on her, and Pieck closed her eyes again, bracing for his lips and tongue to make contact to where she desperately needed him right now. He placed a small kiss above her opening, on the nest of curly dark pubes that guarded the pinkness of her folds. Porco gently slid a finger into her while taking her into his mouth, earning a harsh breath in from Pieck. She felt him massage her clit with her tongue, gently massaging up and down to her delight. She couldn't control her reaction to this much please, her hips bucking up from off the couch accompanied by steady, louder moans.
Porco gave a slight chuckle and held her down slightly, making sure to focus on the spot in which her body reacted to the most. He slipped another finger inside her, earning his name to be moaned from her mouth. She was driving him absolutely crazy right now, and he began sucking on her clit slightly harder. Pieck arched her back and threw her hand over her mouth, silencing herself from screaming at how good he felt. Pieck glanced down at him, eyes closed, losing himself in her, and she somehow got the courage to go forward with what she really wanted.
"Pock…." She moaned, arching her back rhythmically with his tongue on her clit. He stopped for a second and looked up at her, placing small kisses to her slit to keep her stimulated. Pieck beckoned him forwards to her, their lips meeting, pushing her back onto the couch. "Pock, I want you...I want you to be inside me." Pieck whispered between kisses, messing up his gelled hair by feverishly running her hands through the messy blonde strands. A heat rose to his face and he nodded, pulling away from the kiss. "I want to, Pieck, but are you sure you want to? Have you ever done this before?" He asked her caringly, concern threaded between his eyes.
"Well, no I haven't, but I want to do this with you, Pock" Pieck replied in a sing-song voice, toying with unzipping his pants. Porco nodded again, letting her undo the zipper and push his pants down over his hips. He braced for her touch, only to be pleasantly surprised when he felt her take him into her mouth. Pieck bobbed her head up and down, eventually gaining confidence to take all of him into her mouth. She felt him shudder and take low, deep breaths, clearly enjoying what she was doing. She pulled away from him, and Porco looked back at her, desire in his eyes.
"I want you, Pieck. I've wanted you since I met you'' Porco said to her, slowly gliding her body ass first towards him on the couch. She supported herself with her elbows digging into the arm rest, ass up by Porco's crotch. Porco pressed up against her, erection hard on. "Tell me if it hurts, and I'll stop. Or even if it doesn't just let me know and I'll pull out" Pieck nodded, arching her back down so that the tip of his member aligned with her slit. The tip of his dick was soft on her sensitive skin, and she looked back at him with assurance as he slowly inserted himself into her. Peick felt pressure inside her, as he pushed himself deeper. She winced at the pain in her lower groin, but insisted he kept going.
Porco's breath was staggered and rocky, as he began gently pumping in and out of her. Slowly but surely, the pain from him began to subside, and Pieck arched her back and lowered herself lower to the couch, a familiar pose to her as she was used to crawling on the ground. The pain was almost all gone with her movement, and suddenly his maneuvers started to feel good.
Pieck let out a long, low moan, as Porco thrusted farther into her. She moved her body in sync with his, no longer making him do all the work. She moved her ass back towards his lap, meeting his thrust with her wetness. Porco's breathing intensified, along with Pieck's moans. Porco knew this feeling all too well, and gently pulled back from almost filling her. She looked back, confused, and he reached up, grabbing a fistfull of hair from the back of her neck, and pulling her head back, although careful not to hurt her. Pieck moaned louder, covering her mouth as Porco bobbed the tip of his dick inside her. Pieck felt an ache of a pressure just above his dick inside her, and knew this was the spot where the ghost of his fingers had felt so good. She felt his other free hand that wasn't pulling her hair travel down and kneaded one of her nipples between his fingers, which her body twitched against.
"Porco…." She whimpered, feeling herself drawing close as the steady insert of just the tip of his dick massaged exactly where it needed to. Porco picked up on this, gently moving his hand from her nipple down to her clit, rubbing small circles into her clit. Pieck shut her eyes and uttered some foreign combination of his name combined with relentless moaning, and bit down on her lip to silence herself.
All the sudden, hot blinding light felt as if it were flashing before her eyes, as the pleasure from Porco's member bobbing inside her and his fingers moving against her clit, she felt an intense orgasm hit her body, liquid from her wet pussy rushing down her legs and pooling on the leather of the couch. Pieck pushed herself back onto Porco's dick to fill herself with it, and Porco felt the throbs inside of her, from her induced orgasm. Pieck noticed porco looked surprised, almost in awe, which she also resonated with. Pieck didn't even know an orgasm like that was possible. Whenever she would touch herself it was quick and late at night, embarrassed to be rubbing her clit to a soft orgasm underneath her covers.
But with him, it was slow building and passionate, not to mention explosive. After Pieck came back to reality, she looked back at him again, as he was clearly close now. She flipped over, being able to face him in missionary position. She smiled at him and inserted him back into her, reaching down to knead his balls in her hand. He shut his eyes and groaned, clearly attempting to hang on for dear life. He leaned down into her, placing harsh and open mouth kisses to her neck and sucking on her collarbone. "Dear god, Pieck" He groaned into her neck. "Where do you want me to.." He harshly breathed into her neck, his words coming out as a whisper. Pieck pushed him back off of her onto the couch, confusion spreading across his blushed cheeks.
She gathered herself on the floor under him, mirroring the position he had done to her. She took him into her mouth, tasting herself on his dick. Porco's eyes widened, and the blush spread down farther across his face. She bobbed her head, taking him fully in her mouth. Tears welled in her eyes when he hit the back of her throat, but she refused to gag as she sucked on him, kneading his balls and switching giving him pleasure at the tip of his dick, all the way down his shaft.
He moaned again, becoming unraveled from the pleasure she was giving him. "Pieck, I'm going-" He attempted to warn her, but his body betrayed him. Porco came in her mouth, filling her and hitting the back of her throat. A stray tear or two ran down Pieck's cheeks, but she didn't seem to mind, swallowing his entire load in a few gulps. She gave attention to the tip of his dick until he stopped coming, pulling away on the cusp of overstimulation. Pieck sat back on her knees, staring in awe at the man in front of her. She wiped away the tear marks left on her cheeks and reached for something out of the discarded pile of clothes from the two of them. Porco took a second to come back to reality, still in a haze from what she had done to him.
Pieck glanced over at the door ajar leading into the bathroom, and her mind quelled at how nice it would be to wash herself off in a hot shower. "You can take one, if you want" Porco's voice sounded beside her, finally back to himself. Pieck nodded and headed towards the bathroom, turning the water as hot as it could go. She hoped that it would get somewhat hot, but in the internment zone it was a hot or a miss if the plumbing was up to the Marleyan standard, much less good enough for Eldians.
She hopped in the shower, letting the hot water rinse over her naked body, steam swirling and pooling towards the ceiling of the tiny room. All the sudden, she felt the touch of the recognizable, strong hands that belonged to Porco, and she smiled at his entrance to her shower.
"It's late. Spend the night" He whispered into the back of her neck, placing small kisses down her spine. She shivered and a smile still played on her lips thinking about what they had just done. Porco gave her such an amazing amount of pleasure, Pieck thought. And it is late. His bed was big enough for the two of them, so she nodded and turned around, closing the space between them by pressing her lips against his. This probably wouldn't be the last time they did something like this.
Author's Note: Hey everyone thanks for reading! Make sure to leave a review and to check out my other story, Bleeding Hearts Insomnia, (AnniexArmin) on here as well! You can request any suggestions as well to any story I may write, about something you'd like to see. :)
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