"Eren! I'm so glad you're okay..." Armin babbled, relieved.

Still dazed after transforming back from Titan form, Eren looked up at him. "Armin..."

"Shh, relax, Eren, are you hurt? Mikasa was really worried-" He stopped as Eren stood and pulled him to his feet. "E-Eren? Where are we going?"

Eren said nothing and continued to drag Armin into an abandoned house untouched by the Titans. He pushed Armin on the couch. With a smirk he asked, "How worried were you?"

"Well, very..." He felt his cheeks heat up as Eren kissed his jaw softly. "Wh-what-?"

"I want to know just how much you missed me," Eren whispered, his lips on the blond boy's neck.

"Eren..." Armin murmured as the brown-haired boy's tongue traced along his collarbone slowly, his hands closing around the smaller boy's wrists. He bit at his skin and felt Armin's breath become more ragged.

Before long Eren was undoing all of their straps and buckles and tossing their uniforms to the side, leaving them bare skin pressed against bare skin. Eren kissed along every inch of Armin's bare skin, stopping short of his increasing erection. Armin's fingers twitched in Eren's hold, and Eren chuckled, teasingly kissing and biting around the base of his shaft.

Armin made a soft noise and Eren moved up to kiss him, releasing one of his hands and grabbing both of Armin's with the other, using the first hand to taunt the boy's member. Their tongues swirled around in Armin's mouth, fighting for dominance, and Eren bit Armin's lower lip, tugging, smiling as his breath hitched. The hand dancing fleetingly along Armin's member picked up the pace a little, and Armin gasped slightly.

"Eren... Please..."

"How bad do you want it?" Eren asked, a breath in the eager boy's ear.

"V-very bad," he grunted.

Grinning for a moment more, Eren's head went south once more to kiss and suck Armin's slightly shaking erection. Armin let out a low moan and soon found himself bucking his hips slowly and stiffly, forcing himself into Eren's mouth. Eren took his head back and forced Armin into a seated position.

"I bet you'd like it if I finally fucked you hard, wouldn't you?" he muttered with a smirk. Armin nodded, a jerky twitch of the head, breath coming out rather labored. Eren put his hands on the boy's hips, sliding his own impatient member into the boy's ass, earning a yelp of surprised pain. He moved in and out slowly, his gaze seductive and sadistic. "Not yet."

Armin moved to Eren's pace, and when he found himself rushing he received a sharp bite on the neck. His lips were pressed to Eren's as the other boy's tongue played with his own, his teeth pulling it out of his mouth for a moment, a painful, pleasant moment. As Eren's member thrust back and forth, he continued to tease Armin's with one hand, the other in his mouth to smother the moans.

Eren's fingers pressed in Armin's mouth, Armin sucking and moaning around them. "That's a good boy," Eren quietly encouraged, speeding up a tad. Armin's eyes fluttered, alternating between open and closed in ecstasy. Now wasn't a good time, Eren would surely punish him...

"Are you almost finished?" Eren cooed condescendingly. "Can't take much more, can you? Well, you've been good, let's make these last moments worth my while, shall we?" He pushed in hard and fast and pulled out much too slow, eliciting louder moans from Armin. "E-Eren...!"

All at once, warm, white liquid squirted all over the both of them. Eren shoved his cum-covered fingers into Armin's mouth once more, and smiled as the boy licked it off, chest heaving. Armin's hands fell around Eren's waist, and as they did he felt the scratches he had left on Eren's back. "S-sorry..."

Eren nuzzled his face in the tired boy's neck, murmuring, "Don't be. You did great."