Annie Leonhart, the scariest and probably deadliest member of the 104th, has been staring at you lately. You don't know why, but you don't think it can be good. You go out of your way to avoid and ignore her, but unfortunately you can't forever and you're eventually cornered.

"Hey." She said, glaring. "I need to speak to you."

She smiled. It wasn't a kind smile by any means, but it wasn't angry either... just curious. "I won't hurt you." She said softly. "But I need to know if... if you want this..." She moved closer, inching nearer until she was close enough that her breath tickled your cheek.

Her hand reached up slowly and caressed your cheek, the touch gentle but firm. "I can't help it," she murmured softly as her other hand moved to join the first, cupping your face gently. She leaned in closer still, her breath now warm against your lips before they brushed across them, almost as if asking permission.

Annie pulled back slightly and smiled again, this time with more warmth. "My apologies," she murmured. "I just... I've wanted to do that for so long..." Her eyes drifted downward momentarily before meeting yours once more. "Perhaps later, if you're interested?"

Her eyes widened in surprise as she realized your condition, but her smile didn't falter. "Well..." She took a step back, considering the situation. "Perhaps we could find some privacy and you can finish what you started?" She glanced around furtively before adding in a soft whisper, "Or I could help you... if that's what you want." The blonde Titaness looked at you expectantly, curiosity and desire written all over her face.

"...You don't have to help," you mumble, a blush creeping up your cheeks as you try and adjust yourself. You look down at the ground, feeling shy and embarrassed now that Annie has seen what you are carrying around.

"Ah..." She hesitates for a moment before continuing in a softer voice, "Well... it's not like I have much experience with this sort of thing either... but if you'd like company, or help...?" Her hand reached out tentatively, as if asking permission to touch again.

Her fingers wrapped around the bulge in your pants, her touch feather-light but firm. With practiced movements she began to stroke up and down, feeling you through the fabric. Her eyes never left yours as she did this, watching for any reaction. "Is that good?" she asked breathily, sounding almost like she was asking for confirmation that she knew what she was doing.

Annie leaned in closer again, her other hand moving to caress your cheek once more before sliding into your hair, fisting it gently as she pulled you toward her. Her lips brushed against yours, tentatively at first but growing bolder with each touch. Her tongue darted out and explored your mouth, searching for answers in the only language they spoke: desire and need.

Her hands continued to move expertly over your body, teasing and pleasuring you. Her touch was light yet firm, and her gaze never left yours as she watched for any sign of enjoyment or distress. Annie's lips parted as she felt the first hint of release growing inside her, and she moaned softly against your mouth. As you began to climax, she sped up her movements, desperate to share in this moment with you.

When it was over, Annie took a shaky breath, still holding you close as she tried to steady herself. Her fingers moved through your hair again, smoothing it back from your forehead. "Thank you," she whispered softly. "That was... more than I could have hoped for." She leaned in and brushed her lips against yours once more before pulling away, releasing you from her embrace with a satisfied smile.

Annie smiled gently at your admission, her voice soft and understanding as she replied, "It's alright... You have every reason to be so aroused around me..." Her hands moved to brush away any remaining signs of your ejaculation from your clothes before resting lightly on your shoulders. "But now that we've taken care of that... we should probably get back to our duties, don't you think?"

The blonde Titaness' gaze flickered briefly over her shoulder before meeting yours again, curiosity and desire still dancing in her eyes. It was clear that she wasn't ready to abandon this newfound connection between them just yet.

The warmth and wetness that engulfs her neck send shockwaves through Annie's body. Her grip on your shoulders tightens involuntarily, a low moan escaping her lips as pleasure washes over her once more. She closes her eyes, arching into the sensation greedily.

With a strangled sound, she pulls away from you, panting heavily. Her face is flushed and her expression is a mix of shock and desire. "We should really... get back to our duties..." she whispers hoarsely, still trying to catch her breath as she steps away, putting some distance between the two of you once more.

Her eyes widen in surprise and she licks her lips nervously, taking a step back as you grow hard once more beneath your clothes. The sight of you aroused so close to her sends shivers down her spine. "Are... are you sure that's such a good idea?" Her voice wavers slightly, betraying her desire and confusion.

Despite the fact that she knows they should be focusing on their duties, Annie finds it impossible to resist any longer. With a soft sigh, she steps closer again, reaching out to tentatively touch you through your clothes once more. Her fingers trace shapes across your skin, wondering how far she can go without crossing a line... and if there even is such a thing between them anymore.

With a sharp intake of breath, Annie takes your aching length in hand, her fingers wrapping firmly around you as she strokes up and down in practiced movements. Her touch is feather-light yet strong, her eyes locked on yours as pleasure spreads through her body like wildfire. She moans softly into your ear, her breath hot against your skin.

Without realizing what she's doing, she pulls you closer, burying her face in the crook of your neck and sucking lightly on the sensitive skin there. Her fingers move faster now, her other hand fisting your hair roughly as she draws more and more pleasure from this forbidden connection between them.

Annie growls, her body trembling with the effort of holding back as she continues to pleasure you. The sound vibrates against your skin and sends shivers down your spine. Her free hand slides up your chest, cupping one of your nipples roughly between two fingers before pinching hard, drawing another moan from deep within her throat.

Her hips move in rhythm with her hand, their bodies aligning perfectly as she grinds against your leg, desperate for more contact. Her fingers tighten painfully around you and she begins to pump faster, moaning unintelligibly into your neck as pleasure threatens to overwhelm her senses.

With a hoarse cry, Annie comes undone, the world spinning around her as waves of pleasure wash over her body. Her fingers twitch and spasm uselessly for several moments before slowly relaxing their hold on you. She collapses bonelessly against your chest, panting heavily and trying to catch her breath again. "W-What... just happened?" she whispers, sounding surprised and disoriented.

Her back arches and she moans softly as you suck on her neck, sending waves of pleasure through her once more. Her fingers clench in your shirt, pulling you closer even as they begin to move again, this time guiding your erection against her. "A-Annie..." She breathes my name like a prayer, her hips grinding harder against you as she seeks release.

Her lips part and she pants hot air across your skin, nipples hardening to the touch as desire and need overwhelm her. With one final thrust of her hips, Annie comes again, crying out your name this time as the pleasure washes over her in waves. She shudders against you, panting heavily as the world begins to steady around her once more.

Slowly, she lifts her head, gazing up at you with hazy eyes, still trying to comprehend what

She smiled weakly and replied, "You have no idea how long I've wanted this..." The admission left her feeling both relieved and guilty at the same time. Slowly, she moved away from you, stepping back to get some distance between your bodies again. But even as she tried to compose herself, her gaze kept drifting back toward yours. "We really shouldn't... do this..." She murmured hoarsely. "It's too dangerous."

There was a strange vulnerability in her voice now, and for the first time since they'd met, Annie didn't seem like the imposing figure she had always been. It was an unexpected glimpse of the real her beneath all that hardened exterior - fragile and confused just like everyone else.

"I... I don't know..." She looked away, her voice uncertain. "This is all so complicated... and dangerous." Her words trailed off into silence as she tried to sort through the myriad of conflicting emotions within her. Finally, she mustered a weak smile and said, "But for now... let's just focus on our duties and see where it leads us."

Annie took a deep breath and forced a confident smile onto her face before she turned to leave, not sure where she was going but certain that it couldn't be back to their original duties quite yet. As she walked away, she glanced back over her shoulder one last time, unable to resist the urge to get one final look at him before he was lost in the crowd of people once more.

"We really are foolish..." she murmured softly under her breath, more to herself than anyone else. "But maybe... just maybe..."

The moment she heard that they'd be working together again, her heart skipped a beat. Despite everything that had happened between them and the knowledge of how dangerous it all was, Annie couldn't deny the desire to see him again, even if only for a mission. As they began to discuss their plans and strategies, she found herself constantly glancing his way, unable to tear her eyes away from him for even a moment.

Her heart raced every time he spoke, and she felt lightheaded when he smiled at her. The urge to touch him, to feel the warmth of his body against hers again was overwhelming. She tried desperately not to let her feelings show, but it was becoming harder and harder to maintain the facade of indifference that had served her so well for so long.

With each passing moment, Annie realized just how far gone she truly was... and how deep the hole they

As they finally found themselves alone in the quiet place, away from prying eyes and ears, Annie couldn't help but feel a mixture of relief and terror. She wanted nothing more than to be close to him again, to feel his touch and share in this connection that seemed to defy logic and reason. But at the same time, she knew how dangerous this all was, both for their own well-being and for the mission they were on.

Her heart pounded erratically in her chest as he led her to the quiet spot, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps that betrayed her nervousness. As soon as they were close enough, she turned toward him, searching his eyes for some sort of signal or permission before reaching out a trembling hand to touch him once more.

Her breath hitched as you took her hand in yours and pressed her finger to your lips. Heat flooded her cheeks as she felt the soft, wet pressure against her skin, sending shivers down her spine. Her eyes fluttered closed and she moaned softly, arching into the sensation greedily. Annie's other hand slid up his arm, fisting his sleeve as she struggled to maintain control over her own body and desires.

"Mmm... don't stop..." she whispered hoarsely, voice thick with desire and need. "Please..."

The touch of his finger against her lips sent a shiver down her spine as they mimicked each other's actions. Her eyes fluttered shut and she moaned softly into his fist, the wet sound echoing between them in the quiet space. With a trembling hand, she reached up to touch him again, tracing circles around his eye before moving down to caress his cheek.

Their breath mingled together as they sat there in silence, lost in the heat of the moment and the maddening pull between them. Annie wanted nothing more than to close the distance between them, to feel his body against hers once again. But she knew that this was dangerous, not just for their hearts but for their lives as well. She fought against the urge to take it any further, knowing deep down that stopping now might be the only way to survive both the mission and their forbidden attraction.

Her voice barely above a whisper, she murmurs back, "Yes...?" Her eyes never leave his as she waits for him to respond, her heart racing in anticipation of what might happen next. Annie can feel the desire and need between them growing stronger by the moment, threatening to consume them both if they aren't careful. But even knowing this, she can't bring herself to pull away or stop exploring this dangerous connection they share.

Annie's fingers dance along his cheek, tracing invisible patterns on his skin as her breath hitches in her throat. Her lips part slightly, wetting his fist with her warmth as she imagines what it would be like for them to finally give into their desires and take this further. But deep down, she knows that this isn't just about desire or need anymore; there are bigger consequences at stake here, ones that could determine the fate of everything they

The moment your lips meet hers, everything else falls away. Time seems to stand still as their mouths fit together perfectly, hungrily devouring each other's breath and tongues. Annie moans deeply into the kiss, her fingers tangled in your hair as she pulls you closer still. Her body is alight with need, every nerve ending focused on this connection between them.

The feel of his hands holding her head is both possessive and reassuring; it tells her that in this moment, she's all he wants. And yet, even as she gives herself over to the passion of the kiss, a small voice in the back of her mind keeps whispering warnings about what they're doing and where it could lead them. But right now, with his lips on hers and his body pressed so close to her own, nothing else matters.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders as you begin to suckle at her neck. Her head rolls back against your chest with a moan of pleasure and pain. It feels incredible, but also impossibly wrong; she's never done anything like this before, hasn't even felt the desire until now. As you continue to nibble and suck at her skin, she arches into you, wanting more of the sensations overwhelming her body.

Her free hand moves down your chest, teasing the outline of your hardened length through your pants. The idea of feeling you inside her again only heightens the need coursing through her veins. With a shaky breath, she whispers against your lips, "I can't... I just want..."

Her heart hammered in her chest as you pushed her against the wall and exposed her body. She looked down at your hand on her hip, desire burning through her skin where you touched her. With a gasp, she arched into you, wanting more of this connection and needing to feel close to you.

Her breath hitched as you began to touch her intimately, teasing and pleasuring her with skilled fingers. Her head tilted back against the wall, eyes shut tightly as pleasure coursed through her in unending waves. She moaned and writhed under your touch, needing more of whatever it was that made her feel this way.

With a sharp intake of breath, Annie came undone, her body shuddering with the force of her release. She bit down on her lip, trying to contain the loud cry that threatened to escape as waves of pleasure washed over her.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as you touched her armpit and then grasped her breasts. Her nipples hardened immediately, aching for more of your attention. The feel of your strong hands on her body sent shivers down her spine, heightening the pleasure coursing through every nerve ending. She arched into you, moaning loudly as she savored the sensation of being so intimately connected to you in this moment.

With a gasp, Annie's eyes fluttered open and locked onto yours. Desire burned bright in their depths, a hunger that only you could satisfy. She wanted you, needed you... but she also knew that what they were doing was wrong. Dangerous. And yet, there was no denying the pull between them, the way it felt so right even as it threatened to tear everything apart.

She reached up with trembling hands,

Annie looked deep into your eyes as she held your face, her fingers trembling against your skin. She wanted this connection, needed it more than anything else in the world. But even as she gave herself over to the pleasure of your touch, a small voice at the back of her mind kept warning her about the danger they were in.

With every touch, every moan and breath that passed between them, their bond grew stronger. And with each passing second, it became harder for Annie to deny the truth; there was something real here, something worth fighting for despite all the risks involved.

Her fingers closed around your length through your pants and she gasped at the feeling of you in her hand. Her eyes widened with surprise as pleasure coursed through her at the contact, making it difficult to focus on anything else but the need to touch you further. With shaking hands, she pulled down your pants and underwear, freeing your erection from its confines and revealing it fully to her hungry gaze.

Her other hand moved up to grasp you at the base, stroking and squeezing gently as she marveled at the size and strength of you in her palm. With a soft moan, she leaned forward and pressed the tip of your length against her wet entrance, already aching for you inside her.

The feeling of you inside her was intense, overwhelming. Her muscles clenched around you, holding you tightly as pleasure coursed through every nerve ending in her body. She arched her back against the wall, moaning loudly as she was filled to the brim by your thick length.

Her free hand moved up to grasp at your shoulder, fingers digging into your skin as she tried to steady herself and focus on the sensations tearing through every part of her. Her eyes were locked on yours, a mixture of lust, desire, and something more playing across her features. She was afraid, but she couldn't deny how right this felt, how much she wanted you in that moment.

With each thrust of your hips, Annie felt herself being claimed further by you, losing pieces of herself to the relentless pull between them. The walls of her passage squeezed and released you

With each thrust, Annie's body sang in sweet agony as your words echoed in her mind. The need for you seemed to consume every thought, every emotion; she could feel herself losing control but didn't care, couldn't bring herself to want anything else. Her moans filled the air, mingling with yours as you took her harder and faster against the wall.

Her fingers dug into your shoulders, skin slipping between her grasp as sweat coated their bodies in unison. She arched her back higher, pressing herself deeper into the contact of your hips as she sought release from this maddening need coursing through every cell of her being.

With your hand firmly gripping her leg, Annie's body is pulled into an angle that forces every impact of your hips to strike directly at her most sensitive spot. She moans uncontrollably, eyes squeezed shut as she feels herself spinning out of control. Her fingernails scrape against the wall behind her in a desperate attempt to find purchase, anything to anchor herself to reality amidst this torrent of sensation.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, chest heaving with exertion as she struggles to keep up with your relentless pace. Her body arches tighter and tighter, on the brink of release with every thrust that drives you deeper into her. The feel of your skin against hers, your size inside her - it's all too much, but somehow not enough. She needs more, she craves the release that seems just out of reach.

Her muscles quiver and tense as she feels you move her legs higher, the angle forcing even deeper penetration. She gasps and moans uncontrollably, unable to resist the urge to thrust herself against your hips in time with yours. The feel of your strong hands on either side of her body, trapping her against the wall only intensifies the sensations coursing through every nerve ending.

Her breath comes in ragged sobs as she nears the edge, her whole world narrowing down to nothing more than the relentless pounding between their bodies and the taste of your skin on her lips. With a sharp cry, her body arches violently backwards against yours, shuddering with the force of her release. She squeezes her eyes shut tightly, feeling the warmth spread through her core as pleasure washes over her in endless waves.

Her fingers curl into fists at

Her body tenses and quivers as she feels her release intensify, drawing every ounce of energy from her being. She gasps your name, moans into your neck as the sensations wash over her in a blinding wave of pleasure. Her muscles clench around you, trying to keep you inside her as long as possible while her fingernails scrape against your back, leaving trails of blood and pain mixed with ecstasy.

Her breath comes in shuddering gasps, body shaking from the overwhelming release coursing through every part of her. She feels her energy ebb away slowly, leaving her limp and satisfied in your arms. Looking up at you with bleary eyes, she sees the mirror of passion and lust etched into your features, knowing that this night has changed them both forever.

Despite the danger and consequences they face, a part of her still can't

Shaking with the force of her climax, Annie lets out a moan into your ear as she clings to you tightly. "I've never... I mean, it was..." Her words trail off, unable to properly describe the overwhelming feelings coursing through her. Emotions and sensations collide in a mess of want and need, lust and desire. This moment with you feels more real than anything else she's experienced before; terrifying but exhilarating all at once.

She knows they should stop, that their mission comes first... but right now, with your body still inside hers and the feel of your skin beneath her fingers, it's impossible to think about anything else. For these precious moments, she wants to savor this connection, bask in the heat of the passion between them.

She wanted this with you, needed it more than anything else in the world... but there was a part of her that knew she couldn't have it. This connection they shared was too dangerous, too forbidden. Yet, as your hips slide against hers, the pleasure coursing through her body overwhelms all rational thought. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, nails scraping and leaving marks on your skin as she tries to hold on to you, this moment...

Annie closes her eyes, feeling every movement of your hips inside her as you continue to fuck her against the wall. The sound of your labored breathing fills her ears, echoing the racing of her heart and sending shivers down her spine. She knows she should stop you, but she can't seem to find the will to pull away from this impossible desire that threatens to consume them both.

Her body tenses and arches into you as she feels your climax approaching, instinctively responding to the rush of pleasure building inside her. Her breath comes in sharp gasps, her fingers digging deeper into your skin as they fight for purchase against the relentless rhythm of your hips. She moans your name and whispers pleading words of encouragement between labored pants, urging you to release with her.

The sensation of you coming inside her is overwhelming; she feels herself trembling on the edge of ecstasy, her body prepared to follow yours over the brink. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly as her entire being focuses on this moment, this connection, and the force that threatens to tear them apart and rebuild them anew.

Her body clenches around you as she feels the hot spurts of your release filling her, joining their two beings together in a way that transcends words and reason. She cries out his name, nails digging into his back as pleasure ripples through every nerve ending. With a shuddering gasp, she follows you over the edge, orgasm washing over her in a wave of blissful oblivion. Her limbs feel boneless and heavy, drained of energy but sated beyond measure as she cradled against his chest.

She can't deny that what they did feels right; too right to be ignored or dismissed. But with every passing second, the reality of their situation - the danger they face and the consequences of their actions - become clearer. The shadows lengthen around them, reminding Annie that the light they shared was fleeting and temporary. And despite everything

She let out a quiet laugh, half-amused and half-sad. "I know... we shouldn't have," she agreed. Reality began to seep back into her thoughts, like water trickling through fissures in rock, slowly eroding away the heat of passion that had consumed them both moments ago. "But I can't deny how right it felt..." Her voice trailed off, as if even thinking about it made the whole thing seem less real. "I... I think I understand how you feel," she said softly, hesitantly reaching up to touch his cheek.

The words felt strange on her lips; admitting something like this felt foreign and dangerous. But there was a part of her that needed him to know the truth. Needed him to believe that despite everything, there might still be a chance for them. "I never... I mean, I've only..." She trailed off,

Her words were awkward and halting, but she forced them out anyway. "I've never felt this way about anyone before," she admitted softly, her fingers trembling as they traced circles on his cheek. "And I don't want to go back... to how things were." The last part came out in a whisper, almost like it was too much for her to admit even now.

She bit her lip nervously, waiting for him to respond. Did he feel the same way? Could there really be a chance for them after everything that had happened? Or was this just another illusion, a fleeting moment of passion in an otherwise bleak existence?

Her heart fluttered wildly in her chest as he whispered those words. She could feel the warmth spread through her body again, making it difficult to resist the pull she felt toward him. Her breath hitched as he slowly began to move inside her once more, his touch sending shivers down her spine and igniting a fire in her belly.

"I love you too," she murmured softly, wrapping her arms around him and pressing their bodies closer together. "And I don't ever want to stop." The admission felt both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time; like stepping off a cliff into the unknown, trusting that there was something solid waiting for her below. But with each thrust of his hips, each brush of their skin, she found herself falling further and deeper under his spell, unable to resist the irresistible pull they shared.

With every thrust of his hips, every movement that brought them closer together, Annie felt herself being claimed by him in a way she had never been before. His touch was electric, each caress setting her body ablaze with desire and need. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as she arched her back in rhythm with his movements, moaning and crying out with pleasure as he took her harder and faster.

Their connection seemed to grow stronger with every passing moment, a bond that transcended words and reason. It was as if they were two halves of the same soul, destined to find each other amidst all the chaos and uncertainty in their worlds. And despite everything else - the danger they faced, the secrets they kept from one another - she couldn't bring herself to regret a single moment they shared.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as he held her head, his body moving inside hers with a brutal rhythm that sent shockwaves of pleasure through every nerve ending in her body. "Harder," she moaned, arching into him and urging him on. She felt like she was on the brink of something immense, a release unlike anything she'd ever experienced before. Her fingers clawed at his shoulders as he took her harder, faster, pushing them both toward the edge of ecstasy.

The taste of his skin mingled with her own sweet sweat, their combined flavor filling her mouth and driving her wild. With every thrust, she could feel herself growing closer to him, closer to a connection that seemed impossible yet felt more real than anything else in her world. And despite the danger they faced, despite the secrets they kept from each other, in this moment, there was nothing but them. Just

Her body arched tighter and tighter, on the brink of release with every thrust that drove her harder against the wall. "Please," she moaned hoarsely, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he pinned her in place. The sensations were overwhelming; each touch sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her veins and straight to her core. She knew they should stop, that they had to, but the need for him felt like a living, breathing thing inside her, clawing its way out and demanding satisfaction.

Her eyes squeezed shut tightly as she felt herself starting to unravel, losing control to the pleasure he was giving her. She could barely form words anymore, could only moan his name as the pressure built within her, threatening to tear her apart from the inside out. With one final, punishing thrust, she shattered against him, scream

Please forgive me, she thought desperately as their climaxes overtook them both, her body convulsing in his arms. But as reality returned with the sharp sting of pleasure receding, she knew that forgiveness might not be enough. They had secrets and lies between them now; the weight of it pressing down on their every move could destroy everything they'd shared. Still, as he collapsed against her, panting heavily, Annie couldn't help but hope there was a way to make things right again.

Her heart raced and her breath came in ragged gasps as she rested against him, still feeling the aftershocks of their passionate encounter course through her body. Even now, with everything they'd done hanging between them like a Sword of Damocles, she couldn't deny that she did enjoy it; more than anything else in the world. And despite the lies and secrets between them, his words sent a thrill coursing through her. "I love you too," she managed to whisper hoarsely, her fingers trailing up his chest and over his shoulder. "But we need to talk about... everything."