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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Shingeki_no_Kyojin_|_Attack_on_Titan
  Relationship:
      Armin_Arlert/Eren_Yeager
  Character:
      Armin_Arlert, Eren_Jaeger
  Additional Tags:
      Eremin_Week, Day_3, Blowjobs, I_Don't_Even_Know, Established_Relationship
  Series:
      Part 3 of Eremin_Week_October_2015
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-10-16 Words: 1514
****** Eremin Week: Official Spread ******
by ParzivalHallows
Summary
     Eren thinks that Armin is stressed, so he decides to help him out in
     the best way possible.
Notes
     Day three of Eremin week. I can't believe I wrote this...
     porn...sorta... god I'm sorry if I screw it up.
See the end of the work for more notes
“Hurry up, Eren!”
 
Eren huffed before glaring up at the blonde haired boy. Armin looked anxious
and frazzled and annoyed. A white cloth hat was covering the top of his head,
making his jaw-length hair flattered then usual. He pulled the cloth around his
mouth down with a gloved hand and glared back at Eren.
 
“Captain Levi needs this done, and if we don’t do it –“
 
“Who cares?” Eren grumbled, and Armin looked scandalized. “Who cares? Who
cares!? Eren you know what the Captain is like, what are we supposed to –“
 
“Armin it’s not a big deal,” Eren rolled his eyes. The cleaning mop in Armin’s
hand was waved around as Armin flailed his arms in exasperation. “It is a big
deal, Captain Levi specifically told us to do this!”
 
“And whose fault is that?”
 
“Yours!”
 
Oh. Right. It was his.
 
“Well if you hadn’t defended me you wouldn’t be here either,” Eren snapped.
 
Armin looked taken aback. “Of course I defended you. Why wouldn’t I?”
 
That was also true. Armin would most likely go to hell and back for Eren. Eren
watched as Armin’s button nose scrunched up, and Eren just knew that he was
going to start ranting. Soon enough, the cleaning mop was being waved around in
the air again and Armin’s annoyed voice filled up the room. “You can’t
seriously believe that I wouldn’t defend you, even against the Captain, even
though you are a completeidio – mmph!”
 
Armin’s eyes widened as Eren pressed his lips against Armin’s, succeeding in
shutting him up. Armin wasn’t sure when he missed Eren throwing his wet rag on
the ground and stalking up to him, but he wasn’t complaining.
 
“You’re stressed, ‘Arm,” Eren mumbled when they pulled away. “You need to
relax.”
 
“I can’t relax!”
 
“Yes you can.”
 
“How?!”
 
Instead of answering Eren kissed his boyfriend again. He wrapped his arms
around Armin’s tense form and smiled against his lips as he felt the blonde
slowly melt into his embrace. That’s better.
 
It was Armin who pulled away from the kiss this time, although he didn’t move
from Eren’s hold. “How is that helping?” he asked, a bit meekly. “Once we get
these chores over with – Eren–!“ Armin half-protested as Eren pulled off the
cloth hat on Armin’s head and allowed it to fall to the floor. He pulled Armin
into another kiss, coaxing open Armin’s moist lips. Armin let out a pleased hum
as Eren’s tongue invaded his mouth, and he massaged his own tongue around
Eren’s.
 
The mop was dropped when Eren pushed Armin against the wall, not breaking the
kiss at all, and Armin’s hands were pinned by his sides beneath Eren’s larger,
warmer ones. They both knew where this was going to inevitably end up if they
kept going like this, but neither of them wanted to stop in the heat of the
moment.
 
Eren broke the kiss to pepper smaller ones down Armin’s jawline, the side of
his neck… Armin let out a slight whimper as Eren pushed aside his collar to
suck a hickey into his neck right above his collarbone. His skin was very
sensitive there, and Eren knew that, judging by the amount of bruises left
there because of the brunette. Armin was glad that Eren chose places to mark
him that wouldn’t show, and if anyone ever did see him unchanging the marks
were able to be passed off as something that happened in training.
 
Eren pulled away and took off the leather straps at the top of Armin’s body.
They’d both learned the quickest ways to get the damn straps off of the two of
them. Needless to say, fumbling around with them wasn’t the biggest turn-on in
the world. They’d start at the top, Eren would kiss him a bit to keep up the
mood – like that. Armin’s breath hitched as Eren started to unbutton his shirt,
pressing kisses to his pale chest and finally reaching his abdomen.
 
Armin shrugged off the rest of the straps and let them fall to the floor, and
watched as Eren did the same. When Eren pulled off his shirt Armin allowed his
eyes to roam over his boyfriend’s toned and tan body. He ran his hands down
Eren’s abdomen, his nails slightly scraping against the skin. Goosebumps
appeared where his fingertips touched and Armin pulled his hand back, glancing
up to see Eren staring at him with unreadable green eyes. Then Eren smiled and
dropped down to his knees.
 
Armin was completely confused at first. He had no idea what Eren was doing, but
he got a pretty good idea when Eren pulled the rest of his straps and belt off.
Half of him wanted to push Eren away, but the other half wanting Eren to
continue and not stop.
 
“Y – You know – we – we really should be cleaning – “
 
Eren glanced up at him, an eyebrow raised. “You mention that now?”
 
“N – No I mean… I’m just saying…”
 
Eren snorted and lifted a hand, pressing a single finger against Armin’s lips
and succeeding in getting the blonde to shut up. Armin blushed and looked away
as Eren started to palm at his groin through the fabric of his pants, making
Armin uncomfortably hard. He shifted slightly and Eren took that as his cue.
Armin’s pants were ripped down quickly and his erection sprang free.
 
Even though they’d done this multiple times before, Armin still got flustered
like he was a blushing virgin. Eren found it endearing and amusing to watch the
pink wash over his lover’s cheeks, and his eyes to cloud with both lust and
embarrassment, like he knew that they were doing something wrong but he wanted
to do it anyway.
 
Eren ran a hand over Armin’s length and smeared his thumb over the slit on his
head, feeling pre-cum starting to coat it. He let his hand travel to the base
of Armin’s cock where he knew he wouldn’t be able to reach with his tongue and
took Armin into his mouth.
 
Armin let out a small cry and quickly slapped a hand over his mouth. Eren
normally wouldn’t have wanted this, he liked hearing the little noises that
Armin made, but the very last thing he wanted was to get caught by Levi. He
mentally winced at the thought of what Levi would do to them and quickly
distracted himself by starting to suck. He glanced up at Armin, who appeared to
be biting his lower lip in an attempt to keep noises at bay. One thing he
enjoyed about sex with Armin was that the blonde was very vocal. He knew that
Armin didn’t enjoy the noises that much, because they usually had to keep quiet
during sex – don’t want to wake up or distract the other soldiers! He bobbed
his head and Armin threw his head back, thumping it against the wooden wall.
What parts Eren couldn’t reach he stroked with his hand. His tongue swirled
against the tip and Armin let out a whimper that he couldn’t quite hold back.
Eren would have smirked if he could – he counted that as a victory.
 
Eren himself was quite hard, but he wanted to take care of Armin first. After
all, this was Armin’sstress relief. Armin’s breathing was getting heavier, and
his hips were twitching, one of the tell signs that he was about to cum. Eren
put his hands on Armin’s hips to make sure to keep them steady – he really
didn’t feel like choking on dick at the moment.
 
“Hah – E-Eren I’m – I’m going to –“
 
Eren glanced up at Armin, whose normally wide blue eyes were heavy lidded. The
blue was almost completely swallowed back by the black of his irises. Pure lust
clouded over his face, and Eren realized that he probably looked about the
same.
 
Eren made an encouraging noise and sucked harder. It appeared this was all
Armin needed to orgasm. The blonde had to bite his hand – ironically in the
same place Eren bit his own hand to transform into a Titan – to keep himself
from crying out as he came. White clouded his vision for a moment, and when he
came back to himself Eren was pushing away from him, his now flaccid cock
sliding out of the brunette’s mouth. Eren licked his lips and Armin watched as
sticky liquid was washed with it. Armin himself was shaking, feeling like his
entire body was electrified. Eren got up, touching his hand and Armin almost
winced at how super-sensitive his skin was at the moment.
 
“You okay?” Eren asked, studying the blonde. Armin stared at him for a moment.
Okay? Okay!?He was awesome.“I didn’t know you were so good at giving blowjobs,”
he eventually settled with, his voice only slightly shaking. Eren laughed, “Is
that your way of saying you want me to give you more in the future?”
 
“Yes, definitely,” Armin said, no room for an argument in his tone. Eren just
laughed again and gestured to the tent in his pants. “Want to give me a
handwith this?”
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