|Pine-Cones Authors Notes| Omg omg BunnyBalls's writing makes me cry. L YOURE SO GOOD ILY.

|BunnyBalls's Authors Notes| Holy fucking shit, be nice if it takes a while to update the story. FYI, Bunny-Senpai over here ran out of depression/anxiety meds for a couple of days and had a bit of a breakdown, being unable to write. Don't be rude, THINGS COME UP. We have lives too...

|Story Starts|

I looked at the old cabin. It was the idea of perfection for my plan. Far away in these dark woods, who would be here to stop me or investigate? Nobody I know of. Pushing the door open with my bum, I scrambled inside and placed Armin on the ground, gently and in the corner where there were a few blankets and pillows. There are perks to being in an abandoned storage cabin.

But... I paused, and took a moment to contemplate on that night's activities. I wasn't really sure if I wanted to do this to him, separating him from all of his friends and dreams... Wouldn't the boy be sad?

But then again... He was just too perfect. I needed him. And he needed me. Consider it destiny pulling our love together. He would be happy here with me. He'd get over missing all the others, right? Right!?

I couldn't help but stare at his peaceful, angelic sleeping face as I put my box of tricks down. There may have been a small amount of drool, and I would have usually been disgusted at such a thing, but... It was Armin. It merely made him cuter as his hand twitched in his sleep and he exhaled a large breath.

"Hey there, Armin."

I whispered.

"I'm so happy that you're comfortable enough to sleep here. You like it, right?"

The blond boy gave a soft coo and his hand moved again. I gently grabbed it and held onto it lovingly.

"Shh..."

I was absolutely delighted as the sleeping boy squeezed my hand and curled his body closer into itself, taking me with him and squishing my hand against his cheek. His breath was still deep and slow, soft little noises escaping him in what may have been the deepest sleep he had ever taken.

"Oh, Armin... It'll be just you and me from now on. Nobody else will get in our way. No distractions. Not to mention there'll also be nobody else trying to take you, to take what's rightfully m--"

I took a breath in and out, then tangling my bony fingers through his hair.

"...I'm sorry. Don't be scared of me. I'm just a little nervous is all."

I told him, beginning to trace my fingers up and down his chest, accidentally undoing one of his pajamas buttons, releasing the slightest bit of his chest. I gasped.

"Armin, if you look like that then it'll be hard for me to hold myself back."

My finger slipped it's way down his shirt, feeling it's way around his soft skin. I let out a sigh of delight and shivered slightly.

"You're so soft... You'll let me do this to you when you wake up right? Actually- I almost forgot."

I sat up and opened my box of tricks, once placed to the side. I pulled out two long chains and two shackles.

"I'm so sorry my baby, it pains me to do this, but..."

I clasped one of the shackles around his wrist and attached the first chain.

"I can't let you free until you're trained."

The boy whined in his sleep as if his unconscious body was yelling at me, begging me to stop.

"I'm so sorry. But I promise, later you'll be glad I did this to you."

I clasped the final shackle and chain onto him, then closing my box of tricks.

"It's only the first night... But... I'm just so eager to see all of you. What should I do, hm? I feel like I should let you get used to it here, but I just really want to see your body before mine. Your beautiful, soft, tender body, happily all mine to keep..."

A soft growl vibrated my chest and escaped past my teeth.

"Rrrgh, I just can't hold back anymore! The fact that... That you're mine and there's no restrictions!"

I flipped Armin over onto his back and began unbuttoning the rest of his top until, finally, all of it was showing. His porcelain skin, shining lightly in the moon reflected light. His pink little nipples were hard from the cool night time air, temptingly asserting themselves.

"A-Armin... You're so much cuter than I imagined. I-I can't wait to see more!"

I yelled, thrilled and overly excited at the forbidden sight I had revealed. I began yanking down his pants, then underwear, which, notably were some cute pastel blue briefs, until he was completely, utterly, perfectly naked. I looked down at his gorgeous body in awe, lowering my face down to his stomach and placing a small kiss upon the pale skin.

"This feels so unreal, almost like a dream.... Armin, I swear I'll make you feel so good. You won't regret coming here."

My curious hands found their ways down to his hips. They massaged his skin over the defined bones.

"Every part of you is just so perfect. I don't even know what to do first."

"Hnnah..."

The sweet blond gave another gentle noise in his sleep, but I was unsure if it was a plea for me to stop or continue. I... Happily decided that it was the latter of the options. Why would he refuse something pleasurable?

My hands snaked their way down to his thighs, tracing patterns on the silky soft skin as I admired his body. His face was peaceful and his chest rose and fell with every soft breath, the bones and muscle underneath visible as his body gently shifted. My eyes roamed over every single detail of his form, stopping to stare at his cock. It was soft, his sleeping mind unaware of how intimate the situation was.

I ran my finger through the soft, soft bush of blond pubic hair above it, the only bit of hair on his otherwise smooth body. My other hand wrapped around his cock. It may have still been flaccid, but it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I knew I could make it hard with the proper stimulation to his body, so I began gently kissing his thighs.

"...Is this nice? I hope that your body will let me pleasure you."

My words came out as a seductive purr as I reached back to my box, opening the lock and grabbing a small bottle of lubricant. I hesitantly let go of his beautiful body to open it and pour some onto my hand, rubbing it onto my fingers to get them nice and slick. I'd need it.

I then parted his legs and gently began stroking over his pink little pucker with a lubricated finger, teasing his tight hole and getting it used to my touches. When I finally pushed my finger harder, his hole gave way and greedily sucked me in, the sleeping boy giving a whimper as it happened. It sounded so beautiful.

"Shh, it's okay, baby,"

I whispered, my other hand stroking his cheek tenderly. He was delicate and I had to remember that, even if I wanted to be rough. He needed to be slowly introduced to roughness. With that thought in mind my finger gently rubbed his inner walls, warm and squeezing me tightly, delightfully. But I knew he could take another of my slender fingers. I took my hand away and reapplied the lubricant, then gently sunk my fingers in and got back to work with shallow thrusting movements.

Suddenly I heard a soft cry come from the boy in his sleep, his back gently arching and then sinking him back down. I had thankfully found his sweetspot, I assumed. Now that I had found it I massaged it, his little cock quickly hardening from the delicious stimulation. It didn't take long to get him panting, and his cock twitched appreciatively when my other hand began fondling his balls gently, rolling the orbs around in my palm.

I delighted in every single sound he made, because it was my doing. My sweet, sweet little Armin was letting me pleasure him, asleep or not! His body already loved being mine, with his cock twitching and fully erected from my simple teases. I let go of his balls in favor of his now needy looking prick, stroking his sweetspot harder and leaning down. I was finally going to do it, what I had always wanted to do.

I was going to suck Armin Arlert's dick, because he was MINE.

And he was going to cum, because of ME.

I eagerly leaned down and lapped at the swollen tip of his cock, moaning happily as I sucked it down and swirled my tongue. He tasted delicious, a tiny, pure pleasure induced bead of precum dripping onto my tongue. He was definitely enjoying himself, and that thought made me throb with arousal. It was because of me that sweet little Armin was feeling so, so good.

As a matter of fact, his pleasured writhing and soft moans got louder and louder with each thrust of my fingers, each fondle and suckle on his cock and balls. I just wanted his seed already! And then I'd let him sleep. He deserved it.

I redoubled my efforts of everything, sucking and stroking and thrusting harder, the sloppy sounds of love and pleasure echoing the room, and my sweet boy's hips humping me in his sleep. He began muttering something, but, I couldn't tell what...