Prompt: I've been thinking about you all day.
Warnings: nsfw, fingering, fem!Reader
"AAAAAAAH!" Somebody screamed from behind and you could hear the whooshing sound of a body being lifted from the ground. With the only time you have, you use it to get out of the way from whoever dared cross paths with Annie.
Obviously enough, it was Reiner.
"Reiner, get off me!" Eren pleads, his lungs being crushed by the mountain of weight that rests above him. "You know she is stronger than you, why do you keep taunting her?"
"I've been training." The blonde man responds, struggling to get back on his feet. His legs are shaky from the fall and his clothes are now covered in dust. "I thought I could take her!"
Upon hearing his words, Annie can't help herself but laugh. A laughter you haven't heard in a while, of pure joy and amusement. She sounds as if she had just heard the world's funniest joke, that's how she felt about Reiner's words.
"That's hilarious!" She says, wiping away a tear that forms in her right eye. "That'll never happen, big guy."
You watch as the entire scene unravels. It brings a smile to your face to see Annie this happy, even if it's because she is making fun of Reiner.
"I'm done for the day." The blonde girl says as she stretches one arm behind her back while the other is placed on her elbow. She begins to make her way past you but before she can walk by, she tugs on the sleeve of your jacket, placing her lips right next to your ear.
"Meet me in my room in five minutes." She says before continuing her stretch routine.
"Sorry, Eren." You say once Annie is out of sight, "But I have somewhere else I need to be right now."
You leave the area before he could make any snarky comments in return. Rushing towards the girl's room, you make sure to pat away any speck of dirt that might be remaining on you.
You knock on the door twice before Annie opens it, her jacket already on the floor as she pulls you in by the collar of your shirt, shutting the door behind her.
Warm lips come crashing against yours, her blonde hair easily falling from its designated spot in her bun and landing on her shoulders. Her ocean blue eyes remain closed as she focuses on exploring your body with her hands, fingertips brush against your skin underneath the shirt.
A quiet gasp escapes your throat and it causes her lips to tremble in response. Gently, Annie attempts to unbutton your pants only to be stopped by the belt that rests above them.
"Stupid fucking equipment." She whispers underneath her breath, lips finally pulling away from yours so she can have all of her focus on what she is doing. But you won't let her finish, seeing as there is nothing you want more than to satisfy her.
So you wrap one arm around her waist, switching places with Annie and pressing her against the wall with care. Her cheeks have gone from a rosy shade to a deep red you had only seen once before.
With your other hand, you pull her leg above your hips, giving you free access to her ass. Your fingers rush through the fabric that covers the lower half of her body, removing the brown waistband above her pants slowly.
Your lips travel from hers towards the skin of her neck, leaving behind little nibble marks.
"Don't you dare mark me." She says and a moan escapes her throat. You giggle against her and, instead of small bite marks, you now leave behind delicate kisses along her pale and smooth skin.
"I've been thinking about you all day." Annie whispers against your hair, burying her face in it. It isn't unusual for the two of you to have moments like these, locked away in her room while her roommate is out shopping but Annie rarely tells you what is on her mind.
"Really?" You ask, hoping that she would tell you more about it and she nods.
"Sometimes all I think about is you." She responds, reaching for the lock on the door. She barely makes it with enough time before you decide to resume your advances on her neck.
Unlike her, you have no problem undoing the buttons that hold her pants up. She removes her leg from the spot where you placed it and begins moving her hips, wiggling out of the clothes that hide her velvety skin.
Her underwear is gray and not at all sexy but the way it falls from her voluptuous hips is nearly enough to drive you mad. Her beautiful blonde pubes now exposed and her underwear on the floor, she returns her leg to its place on your hip bone.
"Good girl." You whisper and she shivers in response. You always knew what words to say to get a reaction out of her.
Your hand slowly glides back to her ass as you pull it away before slamming it against her ass cheek. She gasps and buries her face against your shoulder in the hopes of muffling the sounds she is making.
From there, your fingers go towards the opening of her pussy and you can feel how wet she is. So wet that it nearly drips onto her thigh and against your digits.
"I love seeing you like this." You say, placing a gentle kiss on her cheek. "So wet for me."
Annie doesn't say anything in response, she simply groans clearly embarrassed by your words. Annie Leonhardt, the strongest person you know looking so frail and like such a mess due to your touch.
Your fingers gently go through her slit and her grip around you tightens. Slowly, she pulls down the right side of your shirt, completely exposing your shoulder blade. As your fingers explore her most private parts, she begins to leave bite marks all over the area.
"What happened to no marking?" You ask, rubbing two fingers against the entrance of her pussy. Her hips follow your movements, silently begging you to enter her.
"That only applies to you." She replies with a smile on her lips. It quickly vanishes and it's replaced by an oval shape when she feels your middle and ring finger entering her pussy like she so desperately craved. "Fuck."
"You are so beautiful." You whisper against her skin, memorizing every little detail of her face: every freckle, mole, curve. The way her lips part when you are about to kiss her and the way her nose is shaped. She doesn't say anything in response, instead she attacks your lips with a hunger that you haven't seen in quite a while.
When you threaten to remove your fingers, she tightens her walls around you in a manner that stops you from moving completely and she smirks while doing so.
Ever so kindly, you decide that it would be too cruel and too much work for you to remove your fingers in the hopes of teasing her so you simply push them back up, feeling as her G-spot touches your fingertips.
You know exactly what it is not only because you have felt it countless times before but because she digs her fingernails into your arms.
As you are swirling your fingers around inside of her, she focuses on keeping herself quiet because there is nothing she would hate more than for somebody to catch her in such a vulnerable state, your fingers buried in her.
"Faster, please." She begs, moving her hips back and forth, hoping to assist you. You barely need to do a thing but watch as Annie fucks herself on your fingers.
With your free hand, you reach for the inside of her hoodie and the sensation of her erect nipples welcomes you. As you pinch the area with care, she begins to move her waist faster and harder against you.
It was never hard to make Annie come. Between the stress she much needed to relieve and the bond the two of you shared, you had her wrapped around your fingers. Literally.
"Shit, keep going, my love." You whisper against her ear, your warm breath raising goosebumps along the skin of her neck.
"Y/N, I'm gonna come." She finds the strength to put the words together and it is almost too late by the time that they do come out.
"Come for me, Annie." You say and the immediate sensation of her inner walls tightening around you takes over. She squeezes down so tightly that it nearly hurts but you don't dare complain of such a delightful feeling, instead you hold onto her as she finds her release.
Her lips come crashing against yours in an attempt to keep herself quiet once more, her tongue exploring the deepest parts of your mouth as she hums in ecstasy, the most delicious of symphonies.
You pull your fingers out slowly and watch closely as her eyes roll to the back of her head in pleasure. You bring them up to your mouth and, while maintaining direct eye contact with her, lick your digits, tasting every little bit of the remaining juices she left behind.
She smiles at you before pulling you in for one more kiss with the sole purpose that she wants to taste herself in your breath.
"I love you." She whispers. Those three little words, words she has been so afraid to say, a feeling she is terrified to feel but she let's it out so lightly when she's with you.
"I love you more." You reply and she rolls her eyes at you.
"Don't start with this shit." She says, pretending to be annoyed but the smile on her face is what gives her away.
"Yes, love."
And with those final words, you pull her in for a tight embrace, a wordless way of promising her that you will always be here, no matter what.