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so it’s been a couple weeks… i’m sorry! it was half finished in my drafts for a while but now here it is. also after writing this and many other fics like it i feel like maybe i have a slight oral fixation
62. “It’s only one night, we’ll just share the bed.”
(the prompts)
Eren didn’t mean to fall asleep, he just couldn’t concentrate on studying. After working all day, the last thing he wanted to do was revise but he did really want to see Armin. Their study sessions for Armin’s masters degree and Eren’s night classes have become one of few times throughout the week he gets to hang out with his best friend.
So Eren really, truly, didn’t mean to fall asleep. This time is too precious to him to spend it conked out on his textbook about health and safety in the workplace. But it happened and Armin with his Books Brain forgot to check the time, leaving him stranded in Eren’s shitty apartment at midnight (an entire thirty minutes after the last bus left).
“I could just walk,” Armin says as he flips his books closed.
“It’s freezing out there and it’s late, just stay here tonight,” Eren begs. Maybe he should hide his protective streak better but he can’t let Armin, with his long blond hair and pretty face, outside in the middle of the night on a Friday. Anything could happen. “You can borrow some of my clothes in the morning, I even have a spare toothbrush! Please, Armin?”
“Where am I going to sleep? Your sofa is so uncomfortable,”
“It’s only one night, we’ll just share the bed,” Eren grabs Armin’s shoulder and tugs. It doesn’t take much convincing, just as Eren predicted. The circles underneath Armin’s eyes give him away, all Eren wants to do is have the lively side of his friend back. But he knows that’s probably too much to wish for in the run up to exam season. “Here’s the toothbrush,” Eren presses it into Armin’s hand in the bathroom. “Use whatever you want, I can get you a towel if you want to shower,” Armin nods vaguely. Eren ends up leaving him to it.
He changes into his comfiest pajama pants and brushes his teeth in the shared bathroom so that Armin can monopolise the en suite. While this is usually considered Reiner’s territory, he’s been spending so much time at Berthold’s place that Eren thinks he’ll be looking for a new room mate soon.
By the time Armin wanders back into the bedroom Eren is already in bed, doing his best not to fall asleep. He lifts the covers, giving the bed beside him an encouraging pat. Armin doesn’t even hesitate but he’s got that look on his face. Despite what everyone thinks, Eren is relatively in tune with the emotions of people he knows well, which means he can read Armin like a book.
Eren is perfectly aware of the tension that’s been building between them. He wouldn’t call it sexual, but it’s got an undercurrent of physicality that has his cheeks warming whenever Armin is touching him. Now, Armin feels out of his depth.
They’ve done this a million times but they were kids back then. Once they left school and had their own space and control of their own schedule, they lost the need to have things like sleepovers.
But Armin still fits himself into Eren like he belongs there, just like they used to. With Armin’s head tucked under his chin it becomes obvious how much they’ve both grown since then. Armin’s hair is so much longer, missing that classic bowl cut fringe now, his shoulders a little broader, legs a little longer. Eren’s got his fingers in Armin’s hair before he thinks it through, the other arm wrapped securely around his waist. One of Armin’s hands is trapped between their chests, but the other pulls the sheets snug around them before coming to rest on Eren’s waist.
Eren thinks his heart might beat right out of his chest.
“Thank you for letting me stay,” Armin mumbles, and Eren can feel the movement of his lips against his collarbone. It shoots tingles straight down his spine.
But then Armin’s breathing slows and Eren lets it go in favor of sleep.
They moved away from each other in the night, naturally finding a comfortable spot curled close to each other during their sleep. Eren, forever a marathon sleeper, somehow wakes up first. Armin is still dead to the world, head resting on the same pillow as Eren’s and entirely too close for Eren to really see his face without going cross eyed.
But he finds that if he looks down a little he can focus on Armin’s cupids bow with no trouble at all.
He thinks there’s probably something dubious about his morning wood throbbing at the thought of touching Armin’s lips, just to find out if they’re as soft as they look.
One corner of his mouth is just a little bit wet from where he’s drooled in his sleep, which is more adorable than it should be. Eren’s cradled Armin’s chin in his hand and started pushing at his bottom lip in one movement.
But Armin doesn’t react, so he uses the opportunity to spread that wetness across his bottom lip. He circles the inner rim of Armin’s lips slowly, a few times, before his brain catches up with him. It’s only then that his heart starts thundering like he’s run a marathon. He licks his lips, realises Armin’s eyes are open, and jolts back. “Eren,” Armin says, irritated.
“Sorry, Arm- I’m sorry-”
“What are you doing?” Armin says again, eyes still glazed with sleep. “Come back,”
“What?”
“Come back,” Armin demands, goes to grab Eren by the shirt before realising he’s not wearing one. Instead, struggles with the covers, trying to shift closer but still uncoordinated. Eren is on him in a second, body reacting before brain to do whatever Armin wants in his moment of panic.
Only when he’s wrapped Armin in a bear hug, in which Armin has gone limp, does he realise Armin was angry he moved away. Then there’s a hand tugging surprisingly harshly in his hair, pulling his head away from where he buried it in Armin’s shoulder. “Eren- stop it, come back, come back, Eren, come back,”
And so Eren lifts his head, just enough to kiss the corner of Armin’s mouth and earn a dissatisfied whine. And then their lips meet. And everything else is lost.
Who are you favourite snk characters smut wise? Just curious
Uhhm, that really kind of depends.
Characters that I love to write smut fic for are generally similar to the ones I like to read but..... but.......... there are a few characters I don’t like to read anymore because I don’t really agree with the fanon view of them. Like I’m pretty sure I’ve made it clear in my two years of running this blog that I, personally, am not a fan of weepy bottom Eren. However, I am a fan of power bottom Eren.. so whether I read it or not generally comes down to the tags and recommendations from friends!
When I’m writing I can write them however I want to, so I don’t suffer the same problems there. I’d say if I didn’t have any preferences in what I, (no one has to agree with me !!!), feel is out of character in smut then my go to for both reading and writing would be:
Do you reckon Eren and Mikasa have ever competed for Levis affection?
Hahah uhmmm probably not intentionally or initially. I think Eren is more expressive in his affections in general, so Levi would have no question about Eren’s feelings- or maybe he would because he is romantically awkward. Mikasa is far more subtle and I imagine her attraction to him more or less snuck up on her, so Levi would have a harder time picking up on that.
I think he would struggle to reciprocate though and may not really get that they like him in that sense, so any competition between Eren and Mikasa for his affections is nullified due to the fact Levi is just SO BAD at picking up indirect signals. Eren may confess outright, but Mikasa is better at reading people and knowing what Levi likes without much trial and error, which leaves Levi admiring Eren’s directness because now he doesn’t have to guess and impressed with how well Mikasa just knows him. In the end, the affection is reciprocated and everyone is happy.
