I don't think this one has ever been posted to bakerstreet, but it's too cute to pass up!

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First Kiss Meme one. It's your first date, and you're dropping them off at the door. Are they going to lean in? Should you..? two. You have been friends since forever. Everyone knows you like each other, but the moment quite hasn't arisen for the first kiss. Until now. three. Awkward first kisses! Maybe you just bumped noses, or you kissed their chin instead. Time for attempt number two! four. Maybe this is your very first kiss, or maybe it's theirs! Either way, one of you is experienced and the other isn't. What if it turns out really bad?! (But hey, maybe you're a natural.) five. The accidental kiss. Might have tripped over your own feet, or maybe you've collided and they landed on top of you. Either way, your lips are locked- Where you go from there is up to you. six. UST kisses. There's been some sort of tension between you for a while. Maybe you fight all the time, maybe you're in love with each other and you keep getting interrupted before anything happens. Either way, that tension needs to end now! seven. Either pick one, mesh some together, or re-roll! INSTRUCTIONS: • Post with your character! • Reply to other people with your character and go to the RNG to generate a number between 1 and 7. • Match that number to the choices above! • Reply to the thread starter and go from there. • Any rating goes, but no wank, please! :> originally from here.

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[tinytactician]

[Damn right he doesn't stop because that feels really nice. So nice Armin's going to let out another of those contented half-sigh/half-moan sounds, the existence of which is not going to be heard outside this room, right?

Armin will forgive your constant rage-boner for Eren, Jean scoot forward, frowning when he can't get quite as close as he wants to. Then he figures, what the hell, they were already lip-locking a minute ago, what has he got to lose?

So have a lapful of Armin, who will frown and rub at his head, more out of instinct than because it actually hurts.] You certainly do need me. [Then, because he's A+ at romantic talk --] Your legs are really bony.

[whytoday]

[Dammit, Armin, you can't just make noises like that, especially when they make Jean feel...feel...well there's something, it just doesn't have a name at the moment.

...Also is climbing into another man's lap, looking all adorable, just to insult him a moment later really necessary? Because Jean had actually been in a pretty pleasant mood, all things considered. Until being accused of having bony legs.

He narrows his eyes.]

Well excuse me, your majesty, for not being fat.

[Nevertheless, his hands rest timidly on Armin's waist.]

[tinytactician]

[Whatever is being felt is more than mutual, really, because bony legs aside Jean's lap is kind of nice. For one thing it makes Armin almost half a head taller, which is a bonus. For another, it's easy to squeeze his knees together and pinch Jean's waist if he proves difficult -- which of course he does.

But then his hands are on Armin's waist and they're warm, warmer than he'd expected, and even if Jean is probably the most average-sized of all the recruits, his hands are still big enough to make Armin feel all...shivery inside.

So he'll just wiggle a little and scowl, moving his hands up to cup Jean's face.] I was making an empirical observation. Don't be obnoxious, please, for once.

[whytoday]

[Were Armin anyone else, it would be so easy for Jean to ignore his pleas and continue being obnoxious. Because that wiggling does not help any matters, along with the fact that Armin practically has Jean where he wants him.

But it's Armin and Jean respects him, probably more than he respects anyone else at this point, so he sucks up any retorts that rest on the tip of his tongue and does as he's told.]

...Sorry.

[His hands, however, tighten slightly on Armin's waist.]

[tinytactician]

[Look at that expression. It's almost smug. Armin is well-aware that he has Jean right where he wants him, and that sort of power is a liiiiittle bit intoxicating, not gonna lie.

Armin will use his power wisely, though, like a benevolent and kind leader, and will only wiggle a little closer, thumbs running gently over the arch of Jean's cheekbones. He's bony everywhere, like a scarecrow, like he's going to disappear, dry up and blow away. Like so many others have.

Frowning slightly, Armin leans in, banishing those thoughts by kissing Jean again, this time long and lingering, almost possessively.]

[whytoday]

[That extra wiggle causes a quiet breath to leave Jean's lips, but after that he spends his energies focusing on Armin's face. And Jean wonders what goes through the blond's head on a normal day, as well as when that victorious expression is replaced by a frown.

But then again, Jean knows by now that he won't get any answers until Armin is ready to divulge, whether it be for strategic reasons or just emotionally. It takes a considerable amount of faith to let someone use such a brilliant mind without being able to keep up, especially when they are in their position in life, but Jean knows Armin has the good of everyone else in mind.

Especially Jean, if the current circumstance is any indicator.

But he allows the kiss - why wouldn't he, really? - and slowly wraps his arms around Armin's body to keep him close.]

[tinytactician]

[Perhaps it's possible to manipulate and exploit via kisses, but that seems...unnecessary. In this situation and especially with Jean. Even though recent events have taught Armin that it's best to not trust anyone too deeply, he finds that he does trust Jean. At least with this.

So he'll forge ahead, hands sliding through the Jean's hair, pulling back barely to breathe in, shakily, before kissing him again, this time lips parted, wanting something else, something more.]

whoops this is laaaate

[whytoday]

[Forge on, Armin, for Jean won't complain about all this attention he's receiving. He still has no idea what he's really doing, besides going by intuition, but he can tell that after Armin takes another breather, things are changing.

Changing how exactly, he's still not sure, but it's definitely different.

His arms tighten around Armin's body and he presses himself a little closer, his lips slipping over Armin's. And...well, Armin has changed up the game a little bit, which puts Jean back to square one. But not for long.

Although Jean is inexperienced in this area, he isn't completely against experimenting. So he slowly takes Armin's bottom lip between his teeth, though not harshly; it doesn't take a genius to know that being bitten hurts.]

how dare u

[tinytactician]

[Damn right he'll forge on, and even though being bitten does hurt, judging by the sort-of-obscene moan Armin gives, it's a good sort of hurt; one he'll reciprocate by moving his hands up to lace his fingers through Jean's hair and giving an almost-too-hard tug.

He isn't the only one who can feel this is changing, then. Suddenly the room is too warm, Jean's arms around him aren't tight enough and Armin is very...very fidgety. He'll just squirm around trying to get comfortable. Jean doesn't mind that, right?]

I am ashamed

[whytoday]

[There are a lot of things Jean suddenly doesn't mind right now and pretty much all of them are Armin's fault. And just Armin himself.

So while Armin continues to make himself comfortable - despite Jean's bony legs and...bony other things - and tugs on his hair, an open-mouthed moan escapes Jean's throat. It sounds loud in the empty room and for a moment Jean hopes no one else heard it. Or came running to investigate. Because there is just no convenient way to explain their current position.

Besides the truth, that is, but that is obviously not a choice.

Instead, Jean's hands trail heavily down Armin's back, over his sides, and finally come to rest on the blond's hips, where they tighten, keeping Armin in place.]

go 2 your corner

[tinytactician]

[Armin pulls back enough to catch his breath, laughing a little as he buries his face against Jean's neck. He knows they should be more careful, should probably not do this in the first place.

He knows damn well. And he doesn't care, turning and nuzzling into Jean's neck with a not-reproachful-at-all:] Shhh, you'll give us away...

yes sir/ma'am

[whytoday]

[In turn, Jean also takes a moment to catch his breath before swallowing thickly to try to clear his throat. Dammit, Armin, what are you doing to him?]

That's not my fault.

[Well, not completely. Fifty percent at the most.]

i prefer divine goddess tyvm

[tinytactician]

Well it isn't mine. You started it.

[That is almost definitely a lie, but is Jean really going to argue when Armin's turned his kissing skills and attentions to the nice unmarked skin of Jean's neck?]

do forgive

[whytoday]

[When dealing with Jean Kirschtein, never underestimate the times he will argue, regardless of what is happening at the time.

But on the other hand, Armin Arlert should also never be underestimated, because he just has an affect on people that mysteriously gives him the upper hand, despite not having it naturally.

Or maybe Jean is just really distracted by how good this attention feels so arguing the point is, surprisingly, not the first thing on his mind.

Dammit, Armin.

He moans, his hands tightening on Armin's hips to wordlessly urge him on.]

i guessssss

[tinytactician]

[Have a smug smile, Jean, between those long, lingering, open-mouthed kisses against your neck. This was an interesting choice, one that could've easily backfired, but apparently Jean's open to it, so Armin's going to just forge on, fingers lacing through that dorky dorky undercut Jean's hair.

The grip on his hips gets a purely instinctive roll forward and -- oh, okay, that felt good, doing that again.]

[whytoday]

[You have to be careful doing that, Armin, because as you discovered before, Jean can be kind of noisy.

It's just in his nature.

So when their hips connect again...and again, Jean lets out another moan, letting his head fall back to give Armin more room to explore and kiss and do whatever he wants to do.]

Did you...did you plan this from the start?

[tinytactician]

[That gets another muffled laugh and yeah, you're gonna have to pull a Mikasa and wear a scarf for a couple days, Jean, because apparently your skin bruises really easily.

But then Armin will take pity on poor Jean -- and poor himself because this is neither the time nor the place for all this action, over-the-clothes or otherwise -- and pull back a little. One last teasing roll of his hips and he'll settle down, breathless, pink-cheeked and dark-eyed, leaning in for a much more controlled kiss.]

I might've thought about it. Does it matter?