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“Ne, Mikasa…” a sullen Eren asked, “Do you remember the time I went nuts because of the morons that stole Armin’s three-day ration?”Mikasa chuckled while suppressing the tears, barely able to see Eren in midst of the blurriness fogging her vision. “Yeah, of course I do.”“Man, that was crazy. And then Hannes-san started fighting one of the fish vendors instead of doing anything useful. He was always such a useless wretch,” he chuckled, and Mikasa couldn’t help giggling along with him, until his laughter gradually turned into a coughing fit.“Eren…” her eyes widened, lips curved down in horror.“It’s okay,” he smiled weakly, grabbing the handkerchief in his pocket, wiping the blood that was running down the corner his mouth.“I was so sure I was finally going to beat these guys, until you showed up out of nowhere giving kicks and sending bodies flying,” he laughed harder.She couldn’t smile, let alone laugh, at this point.She knew the only reason he was laughing like this was because of how absolutely broken he felt inside.“You were always there to save my ass,” he said, somewhat regretfully. “It shouldn’t have been that way. Never,” he mumbled, scrunching his nose and closing his right eye as a sudden gust of wind ruffled his hair.’Mikasa sucked her lip in to prevent her jaw from quivering.“Ah…” he sighed softly as he sat down cross-legged. He slumped forward, taking in the sunset before them and the beautiful view in its utmost splendour.The walls had always been there to confine them, but when Eren looked at the outside world from the top, he couldn’t help hating them a little less.Mikasa emulated him, sitting on his right, very little distance between them.They were in silence, a comfortable yet solemn silence.She couldn’t take it anymore. Her trembling fingers pulled her scarf up to her nose, leaving only her furrowed brows and glistening eyes uncovered.Her abdomen contracted as she exhaled slowly, using all her strength to stifle back the desperate whimpering that wanted to escape her.“I wish I could tell you not to do it…” Eren’s eyes narrowed sadly, “but that would be incredibly selfish of me at this point, right?”She looked at him, still holding the scarf to her nose.Those eyes.Eren’s lips parted.She looked exactly the way she did back then… when her world had gone cold, and received a bit of warmth when Eren wrapped that scarf around her.When Grisha said, “You can live with us.”The look for consent she had given him. With those sad, furrowed brows, those sad, pleading eyes.She looked exactly the same now. Only more mature.He tightened his lips as they curved down, the sight breaking his heart.He was forced to avert his gaze, looking down, twiddling his fingers as his chin met his chest.“Please…” he begged. “Don’t look at me like that.”“I’m sorry…” she mumbled.Eren squeezed his eyes shut, teeth gritting as the realisation truly sank in.He was dying. He was going to die. He wasn’t even in his mid-twenties, yet he was going to die already. His body was weak. He constantly bled out of his nose, sometimes mouth.Like was some moribund, sickly man.He was supposed to be a healthy, strapping young man, but instead he was this.He then remembered his brother, how he, too, was moribund. How he lost too much weight, and barely had the energy to eat at times.Eren remembered how he’d sit on a chair right next to Zeke’s bed, and they’d chat.About Zeke’s early life, about his mission.About his regrets.It wasn’t until they were in silence for a very long time, and Eren heard the bed shift that it truly sank in. How Zeke sat up, head turned to look at the landscape outside his window. Eren had been nonplussed by the silent tears that streamed, and he couldn’t help seeing himself in him.He had a big-brother, and he was never able to enjoy his only remaining family because all they did was fight.They just fought.The one thing Eren said so many times anyone would’ve punched him in the face to get him to shut up.Fight.Fight.Fight.They were never children. They were never people.They were seen as the two brothers that would save the world. They were seen by the Yeagerists as untouchable beings whose existence exceeded that of their own; the gods meant to save the world.They were loved and worshipped for the peace they brought, but no one gave it a second thought.How they truly felt inside.The amount of blood they had to shed so the people in these walls could get some respite.Some respite from the damn tide of grief that consumed humanity.Eren then perked up and remembered.He ignored the fresh tears on his cheeks, the ones he didn’t even know were there, and sought his cardigan’s left pocket. He felt the weighted object, and took it out.He looked at the baseball. His mouth opened.Right, that was his only reminder of Zeke.He put it back in place, sighing softly.It just wasn’t fair. None of it was. The burden that was placed on his shoulders…Since he was a child, he desired for nothing more than freedom. But he was a young, idealistic child. He had no idea what he truly was getting himself into. Had he known the cost of freedom, he would have hesitated.He thought of his fallen best friend, how he never got to see the ocean. How he sacrificed himself so Eren could live their dream for him.He clenched his fists so tightly his veins throbbed. His entire body tensed up, and only found some relief when he felt a soft hand on his. He looked up at a silent Mikasa, whose glistening eyes now brimmed with silent tears.“S-sorry…” he mumbled with a weak smile. “I didn’t mean to worry you.”She then sucked in her lip in a shy smile, a blush tingeing her cheeks.“Huh?”She averted his gaze, tightly clutching her long skirt.“It’s almost night-time…” she blushed further.Silence.“… O-oh!” he looked away at the orange sky, rubbing the back of his nape. “You’re right.”They looked at each other in silence, Mikasa smiling shyly as her cheeks burned, and Eren with his lips curved down, blushing almost as furiously as she was.Eren placed a hand on the cement and leaned forward, hesitating.He slowly stood up and scratched the back of his ear with his index finger, the way Zeke used to do.A habit that ran in the family, he supposed.“That’s another checkmark for the bucket list, I guess,” he refused to meet her gaze, too embarrassed to do so.“Yes…” she smiled further.“Um…” he turned to her and held his hand out, waiting for her to take it.She did, then stood up.He put his 3DM gear back on, and rose his arm. Mikasa understood the cue, and blushed furiously when she nuzzled under it.Her right arm was wrapped around his neck, and the left one on his chest. She tightly held on to him, placing her ear on his chest.If she concentrated a bit, she’d be able to hear his heartbeat.Eren asked if she was ready, and took her tightening embrace as an answer.He jumped off the wall and grappled onto a nearby house.They made their way to the Survey Corps headquarters, and turned several corners until they reached the superior officer’s barracks. Eren found his office.They entered the room, and Eren quietly locked the door behind him.She took in the pristine room, and smiled a little.“I guess you still take after Captain Levi.”“Well…” he said, throwing the keys on his desk and putting away the gear. “Habits that are burned into your soul and mind are hard to break.” He looked at her, frowning nervously. “I still remember how harsh his training was,” he laughed now. “I still feel like he’ll come in at any time and inspect the room!”Mikasa laughed, shaking her head, finding, after many years of a grudge, the Captain’s quirks a little endearing.“Well, um…” Eren blushed again, trying not to stutter. “I guess we can… start?”Mikasa perked up, producing a noise Eren didn’t know how to describe. It was a soft, cute grunt, like she was taken by surprise and didn’t know how to react.“C-can I use your bathroom?” she looked away.“I-I guess.”She bolted to the bathroom and locked herself in, back pressed tightly against the door.Okay, it was happening.Finally, after many years.She looked at herself in the mirror and could barely recognise herself. She had never seen an expression like the one she had right now, and would have never imagined she’d be capable of producing it, of all people.Meanwhile, Eren sat on his bed, not knowing how to advance.Is this where he’s supposed to undress?After a while of fidgeting, the bathroom door slowly opened. He perked up.His eyes then widened as a seemingly tiny Mikasa was enveloped in his very large robe.“O-oh,” he scratched his ear, “I, I thought you would, u-um…”“Sorry, I—” she squealed, then immediately widened her eyes. That squeak came from her?“A-am I supposed to, um… be the one to um…” Eren groaned, too nervous. “T-to undress you?”“I don’t know…” she ducked her head, heart thumping.Eren stood up and approached her, but when Mikasa felt his touch on her shoulder, she screamed and pushed him away. She turned her back to him and panted, holding the robe tighter to her.Now Eren sat, even more confused.After she realised she pushed him, she gasped and turned back to apologise, face as red as a tomato. She stuttered things Eren didn’t understand, and stopped when Eren began laughing.“It’s okay, Mikasa,” his eyes narrowed in a sweet smile. “C-come here,” he patted the space next to him.She complied, clutching the robe, wanting to hide her body.He took a deep breath, and after almost two minutes of silence, he turned to her, crossing one leg on the bed.He held her shoulders to force their eyes to meet.“M-Mikasa,” he cooed, then brought his hands down to her stomach, holding the fabric of the robe. “M-may I?”She looked away and covered her mouth with the back of her hand.“Okay…” she mumbled.Eren tugged at the robe, not knowing how to proceed.He then stood up, placing himself in front of her.“U-um, I guess I should, too.”Her mouth opened, looking up at him.He took his cardigan off and threw it in a nearby chair, and hesitated as he tightly held the hem of his shirt.He slowly brought the shirt up, revealing his muscular, extremely well-toned body, kneaded from years and years of intense physical training.Arms over his head, he pulled it out and threw the shirt away.He looked down at a surprised, flustered Mikasa.“U-uh…” his lips curved down, clutching the waist band of his pants. He pulled it down a little, revealing his pubic region, then immediately tugged it up.His heart was racing so hard, he even thought he went deaf for a minute.Mikasa’s mouth hung.After a moment, Eren felt her hands on top of his. She looked up at him, sucking her lip in shyly, cheeks flushed. She slowly guided his hands down, pulling the clothing down.She was met with the faint silhouette of a bulge, protected by Eren’s briefs.She squeaked, not knowing how else to react.“N-now it’s my turn,” he mumbled shyly, kneeling before her. He held her arms and gently, slowly pulled down the fabric, exposing her shoulders.He pulled down a little more and revealed two pale, firm breasts, hidden behind a black bra. He could see the silhouette of her hardened nipples.“Are you cold?” he asked, absolutely oblivious to the changes undergoing her body from the moment he exposed himself.“No…” she unconsciously pressed her breasts together, then covered them with her arm.Eren went down further, and exposed her tight, muscular abdomen.After all these years, he was still amazed at how muscular she was.He asked if he could proceed, and she consented.He exposed her legs, and before she squeezed her legs shut, he noticed a tiny, wet patch on the lower part of her panties.“Is that normal?” he asked, eyes widening.“I think so…” she mumbled, feeling a tingly sensation on her lower abdomen.Eren couldn’t stop himself from caressing her from the thighs down.She shuddered, and he immediately apologised, thinking he had hurt her.“I, um…” he mumbled, suddenly feeling inside himself what he wanted to do. He didn’t even realise it—it’s as though he just suddenly knew exactly what he had to do. “Can you, uh…”“Y-yes?” she clenched the sheets nervously.“Can you open your legs a little?” he looked up at her, blushing.“Y-yes, Eren, if that’s what you want,” she said after a moment. She slowly opened them, but felt Eren’s hands on her knees, and he helped her open them further.“I hope this doesn’t sound strange, but, uh… it took me a few years to notice, but… you’re very pretty, Mikasa,” he looked up at her. He wasn’t smiling, but his expression was tender.Her eyes glistened and mouth hung, in disbelief. She felt further tingling in her stomach, and for some reason she seemed to contract in her special place.Eren’s praise made her feel… strange.He continued gazing at her, and was about to ask her whether he could proceed, though he didn’t know what he meant by proceed, and realised no words were needed.Her eyes told him everything he needed to know.He caressed the inside of her thighs, and leaned forward a little as his hand slowly made its way to her groin. His eyes widened when he felt heat exuding off it.He touched it, and Mikasa flinched.He didn’t do anything in particular, he just stroked her up and down, but it was enough to make Mikasa shudder and produce a small moan.He then locked his arms underneath her knees, and brought her closer to him, much to her surprise.His eyes closed as he placed a kiss between her legs, and stroked her over the fabric with his tongue.It’s like his body suddenly moved on its own, like what he was doing came naturally.He placed a finger on the fabric, his free arm tightly holding her leg against him, and pulled it to the left.His mouth opened in surprise.He had never seen a woman’s private place before.Mikasa’s was wet, pink, and the skin surrounding it was pale. It looked young, as odd as that sounded. Like no one had ever touched her before, like no one had even come close to seeing it.No one but Eren.This somehow excited him, and he felt heat travelling down from his loins to his groin.He slid his tongue between the hot, pink lips, making sure to fully pull the fabric aside. He felt the need to softly suck on it, as his free hand caressed her legs.The contact was too much to bear.Mikasa felt moisture pooling between her legs, every soft lick leaving her pulsing and throbbing.Her trance was broken when Eren looked up at her.“Can I take them off?”She merely nodded.He held onto her hips and, unlike before, quickly removed the fabric.Somehow feeling impatient, he stood up and sat beside Mikasa again. His half-lidded eyes met hers. “Can you… lay down?”She nodded, moving back to sit properly on the bed.She was leaning back to comply with his request, but she was pulled up as Eren held her wrists. He felt the need to kiss her, so he did.She hesitated, but ultimately wrapped her arms around him, returning the kiss however she could.It was sloppy, and gradually turned from slow to fast, soft to desperate.It was a clearly inexperienced kiss, but it was charming all the same.Eren nuzzled on the crook of her neck, plastering soft kisses, and she tilted her head back to give him more room. His hands worked their way around her bra, but he couldn’t manage to unhook it.Mikasa then laughed, and looked at him with a gentle smile. Her eyes brimmed nothing but love for him.She undid her bra, and threw it away.His eyes immediately fixated on her large, plump breasts.He pulled her into his arms, and allowed her wet lips to capture his. Without letting their lips part, he pushed her onto the bed, up to the pillows.He lied on top of her, and the weight of pressing against her made Mikasa moan softly.Eren froze, the moan making his body tingle with excitement. He could feel himself growing hard.He continued kissing her, hands exploring her petite but toned frame, and she answered with more moans, her fingers trailing through his hair.It made Eren feel something feral inside.Mikasa then felt bold, and brought her hand down to his bulge, stroking it.Eren jolted at the feeling, gasping.“E-Eren…” she moaned, somewhat imploringly.He pressed his forehead against her, Mikasa’s arms wrapped around his broad shoulders. “Eren…” she whispered against his mouth, “I’ve wanted this for… so long,” she confessed.“I know that now…” he frowned. “I’m sorry it took me so long.”She paid no mind to what he said, and continued stroking him.Eren then leaned back, Mikasa feeling despair at the sudden lack of weight on top of her.She didn’t want it to stop, not for a single second. She needed him on top of her.Eren held his underwear.Her eyes widened. The bulge was much, much more prominent now.She got on her knees, face close to it. She looked up at Eren, as though asking for permission, but she didn’t wait.She pulled down the underwear, and his cock swung forward then back.Eren wasted no time to pounce on her, bringing her down to the mattress again.Eren’s praise. Eren’s warmth. Eren’s touch.It was too much to bear.Her nipples were hard, her body on fire, and her private place pulsed hard and fast.She wrapped her hand around his cock as their lips met again, amazed by the hardness and heat. She slowly stroked it, and Eren responded by placing his hand against her sex, rubbing the pink lips with two fingers. His mouth trailed to her earlobe, and she squirmed under him.As they continued working each other, Eren’s lips moved down to the valley between her firm breasts.He found one with his mouth and sucked it.Mikasa’s head fell back into the pillow, clamping her legs shut. The attention he gave to her body momentarily stopped her from stroking him.Her hands gently grabbed fistfuls of his hair, holding Eren’s head against her breasts.Like allowing him to do anything and everything he wanted. Like she was silently begging him to not stop.She wanted him to do whatever he wanted.Her body had always been his, after all.His mouth moved to her other breast, his teeth scraping the nipple. Eren’s hand moved lower, and he felt his fingers glide down with ease. She was so wet.He brought his hand up, and moved it to her lips. She took his middle and ring fingers into her mouth and sucked, tasting herself.Eren groaned. His cock seemed to grow heavier and harder.Somehow, seeing Mikasa suck on his fingers was incredibly hot. Seeing her take his large fingers into her sweet, small mouth, made him wonder what it’d feel like if she did the same with another appendage entirely—another attention craving part of his body.“Mikasa… can I… finger you?”She couldn’t form words. She merely nodded, face buried in the side of the pillow, too dazzled by Eren to do anything else.The bed creaked as Eren shifted down the bed, and Mikasa sucked in a deep breath when she looked down.Seeing Eren’s dark hair between her legs made her overwhelmed.His fingers plied against the hot, wet skin between her legs, and he rubbed the area.One finger, very slowly, entered her. She cried out, and Eren gasped.“Mikasa!?”“It’s okay…” she comforted. “It doesn’t hurt… it just feels…”He smiled.He moved the finger within her, slowly, and she twisted her hips beneath him. She moaned.Eren pulled that daring finger away, and began circling her with his fingertip, in a fashion so sweet and sensitive she could cry. That finger, which started a little shy then grew bolder, made her hips writhe.She grabbed fistfuls of his hair when he added another finger to play with her. She wanted to pull him up, kiss him uncontrollably, but she also didn’t want him to stop.Her abdomen tightened as she held her breath, one hand tightly clutching the sheets as she covered her mouth with the other to prevent herself from crying out.In a way, she was a little scared someone would hear them, but the more Eren played with her, the less she started to care.And then, she gasped. Eren held her hips and yanked her down. She felt his hot breath on her, and his mouth replaced his fingers.His tongue circled her, and his large hands tightly held on to her hips, but then the grip softened, and Eren couldn’t stop himself from caressing her, her thighs, until he buried them underneath her body, grabbing her ass and spreading the cheeks apart.“Oh, no…” she squeaked, knowing she’d break any second now, and wouldn’t be able to stop herself from crying out like a madwoman.It wasn’t so much the pleasure itself, but the fact it was Eren.It did feel amazing, but had it been anyone else doing it to her, be it someone else that was close to her heart or a mature, attractive man like the Commander, she wouldn’t feel as overwhelmed as she was now, she thought. It would be nothing like now.It’s because it was Eren. That’s the way she felt.She couldn’t believe it.He licked her, kissed her in deep, and rubbed her in a strange spot that made her want to beg.She moaned softly, squeezing the sheets so tightly they almost ripped.“Please…” she begged, not even knowing what she was asking for.Eren’s licks became more insistent, with better timing; torturous, even, and Mikasa squirmed, hitching her breath as an unfamiliar sensation overcame her senses.He then paired his tongue with that one daring finger and slid it into her again. He wiggled it as best as he could—inexperienced, but it did the trick.Mikasa couldn’t bear it any longer, and she cried out as her vagina contracted several times against his finger, body trembling. She uttered his name in a way so beautiful that Eren couldn’t help smiling against that wet, hot skin.She desperately tried to pull him up, to hug him, to kiss him, to thank him for what he had just done, but he insisted on staying down there—hugging her hips, plastering soft kisses all over her thighs until her orgasm completely ended.He then climbed up, tightly pressing their bodies together. He observed her features; her half-lidded eyes, her flushed cheeks, her wet lips.She was beautiful.He gave her a peck, and smiled against her lips.“Eren…” she mumbled, feeling bold. “I want more,” she asked, feeling selfish.“I know,” he purred, eyes widening momentarily when he didn’t recognise the suggestive tone coming out of him. He shrugged it off. “We’re not even done yet, Mikasa.”She looked away shyly, almost nervously and hesitatingly.“What’s wrong?” he frowned. Did she not like what he just did?“I…” she wrapped her legs around his waist and brought him closer, slowly thrusting her hips, grinding herself against him. The friction made Eren hold his breath. “I want to do that to you.”He ignored her. He could only prop himself on his arms, grinding against her, too. His cock slid with ease between her clit, and he couldn’t stop himself from picking up the speed.He looked at how Mikasa closed her eyes, jaw clenching.That just turned him on more, and he crashed his mouth against hers, parting her lips by sliding his tongue in, tasting her.She reciprocated, but Eren suddenly stopped. He wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tightly.He had to stop, otherwise he would come now, and he didn’t want that.“Why did you stop?” she hugged him tighter, burying her face on the crook of his neck.Her body quivered like a leaf. She was so… in love with him.No, it wasn’t even that. It couldn’t be described with words.Normally, most young men his age would be a little embarrassed to admit it, but Eren wasn’t normal. He had always been an endearing, stupidly honest guy.“I… you’re going to make me come.”She pulled back, looking at him in disbelief. Her mouth was open, and her eyes quivered—on the verge of tears.“What?” he frowned, concerned.“Me?”“Well… who else?” he smiled at her.I’ll make Eren come? She closed her eyes with a smile, tears running down her cheeks.“Hey, hey, no…” Eren wiped them, frowning. “You’re not supposed to be crying. This is supposed to be a good thing. D-don’t cry!” he rose his tone, not knowing what to do.Shiiit… what did I do wrong? He bit his lip inquisitively.“No, I…” she opened her eyes, brushing his hair back. “I’m just very happy right now.”“… Oh,” he blushed, feeling foolish.She looked at him expectantly, and he didn’t know what she was expecting of him.He blinked at her several times, then gasped quietly, thinking he understood.“I’m happy too,” he smiled.Mikasa hugged him tightly.He smiled softly, stroking the back of her head. His smile then reverted and shifted into a frown, regretting they did this only now.He wasted so much time.And now he was going to leave her behind.Damn, he shook the thought off, knowing that if he dwelt on it, he’d be brought to tears, too.They kissed some more, and Eren leaned back, sitting on his knees.Mikasa did the same, sitting on her knees across him. She placed a hand on his cheek, smiling shyly.He pressed her hand against his cheek.She leaned down, eyes widening at Eren’s cock. It was an average length, but it was thick and hard. The tip was coated in pre-cum, and his cock glistened, wet with her juices from the previous grinding. She loved the way it looked.She slowly stroked him up from his balls to his shaft, then wrapped her hand around his cock, pumping him several times. A soft moan escaped Eren, and she liked the way it sounded.She licked the tip, taking in the clear fluid that oozed out. She swirled her tongue around the head, then took him into her mouth. The pre-cum and her saliva flowed downward over his cock, and Eren closed his eyes, enjoying the feelings coursing through his body.He looked down to see Mikasa lean forward then back, her expression completely delighted. She was enjoying this as much as he was.Her furrowed brows, how her lips pursed around his cock, the fond yet lustful expression on her face—he was worried he’d come from the sight alone.He gently grabbed fistfuls of her silky hair, and reflexively guided her head, helping her move the way he wanted to.She happily accepted the guidance.Eren became a little frenzied as he filled her mouth inch after inch, until it pushed to the back of her mouth, but withdrew just as quickly to shove it back in.She completely took him in as he thrust into her, and a trail of both saliva and pre-cum ran down the corner of her mouth.She gagged, and Eren immediately pulled back. She coughed a little.“S-sorry!” He leaned down, “I’m so sorry,” he frowned, cupping her cheek.“No, I’m okay…” she smiled.Eren stared at the trail running down her lips, and he found it hot. He kissed her slowly, licking the trail up and sliding his tongue in her so they could both taste each other.He really wanted to be inside her right now.“Mikasa, I…” he bit his lip, hesitating.“What is it, Eren?” she asked softly, looking into his eyes. She plastered kisses all across his face.“Mikasa, I want to fuck you,” he admitted, lips curving down in complete embarrassment.Her eyes widened, pulling back.They looked at each other, and he realised it again.No words were necessary. No words were needed, for the two of them.Their eyes told each other exactly what they wanted.She wrapped her arms around his neck and he around her lower back, slowly pushing her back as they kissed.They continued kissing, and Eren once again slid a finger inside her, working her, until he added another one.She flinched.“Are you okay?”“Y-yes…”He continued, and her legs curled around his waist and lifted into him, trying to rub her pulsating pussy against his cock. She really needed him right now.“Are you ready?” he cooed, cupping her chin.She nodded.“T-this is supposed to hurt a little, I think… it’s normal, but, if it hurts too bad, I’ll stop, okay?”She nodded again, already sure that she’d never ask him to stop.He propped himself on his left hand and guided his cock to her entrance with the other. He circled around it, taking a deep, quiet breath, much more nervous than she was.It felt nothing like before. Having the tip of his cock against her naked flesh was incomparable. The head spread her puffy, sensitive lips, and she grew more and more desperate—wanting herself to contract the way she did earlier, but this time against Eren’s cock.He slowly slid the head in, and Mikasa gasped, digging her nails on Eren’s shoulders, which made his jaw clench in slight pain.“Are you okay?”“Y-yeah… it just hurts, like you said,” she smiled.“Do you want me to stop?”“No!” she snapped, maybe a bit more aggressively than anticipated.His eyes widened and he chuckled, giving her a quick kiss. “Good.”He slid a little further in, and Mikasa squeezed her eyes shut.It hurt. But in a good, strange way.If it was Eren, she could take it.He slowly went further in, and Mikasa felt so good, so tight, that Eren had to stop himself from thrusting in and out.He bit his lip, stifling back a moan. They remained still for several moments, so Mikasa could get used to the unfamiliar sensation.After around two minutes, Mikasa smiled at him, and he smiled back, taking it as a cue to proceed.He began to slowly rock back and forth, incrementally pushing himself deeper inside her, which made her jolt.The more he slowly thrust, the more familiar she became, and the more pleasure began to outweigh the pain.She covered her mouth with the back of her hand, stifling her moans.“No…” Eren reproached, holding her hand and putting it over her head. “I want to hear you. Please…” he pressed their foreheads together.She cupped his cheek, kissing him as he continued his gentle fucking.Every thrust made her hair and breasts bounce, and the sight made Eren want to lose control. To go harder, faster.He picked up the pace and pressure, Mikasa bouncing harder than before, but he made sure to not hurt her.He took one of her breasts into his mouth and sucked on it, licked the nipple, and Mikasa’s senses were overwhelmed.She broke, not standing it any longer, and began moaning.Her soft, feminine moans echoed in the room, accompanied by the clasping of Eren’s hips against Mikasa’s perfect, round ass, and the wet noises that became more repetitive as Eren quickly thrust into her.She pulled him up. As good as the attention on her breasts felt, the need of seeing Eren’s face completely outweighed it.Eren looked at her wet lips, then her half-lidded eyes, and never imagined she could produce sounds as the ones she was right now.He squeezed his eyes shut, holding both of her hands above her head.“E-Eren…” she moaned, and he opened them to look at her again, not wanting to miss a second. “Eren,” she moaned.She felt waves of a familiar pleasure building inside her with every thrust, and she closed her fists, interlacing her fingers around Eren’s.She cried out, practically screaming at this point, and Eren pressed their mouths together to muffle her moans.He pulled back, moaning and crying out himself.Mikasa gyrated her hips in time with his fucking, being extremely close to coming again.“Eren!” she screamed shamelessly.“Ah,” Eren moaned when he looked down, transfixed on the sight of his cock speedily going in and out of Mikasa, his cock completely soaked in her juices.He looked at her again, and she squeezed their hands further as she came with a loud cry, her vagina contracting around Eren.“Mikasa,” he moaned, biting his lip. “Mikasa, you’re amazing,” he moaned, overwhelmed by feeling her contractions.His praise alone made her feel like she was going to come again, even though her orgasm hadn’t completely subsided yet.Eren felt he was close to coming himself.“Ah, shhiiiiit,” he moaned, pounding her harder, captivated by the way she bounced and looked at him. “Shhhhhiit!” he cried, and Mikasa felt thick warmness gushing inside her.Eren gradually lessened the pace, each thrust accompanied by a moan as his orgasm subsided.He collapsed on Mikasa, and they hugged each other tightly, panting on their ears.He remained inside her, and she didn’t want that to change.When she regained her faculties, Mikasa's first reaction was to plaster gentle kisses all over him.“That was amazing…” he said.She smiled shyly, eyes glistening at him. “You’re amazing, Eren.”He smiled at her.They continued looking at each other, their eyes transmitting everything that couldn’t be put in words.After several minutes, Eren rolled onto his back. He closed his eyes and took deep breaths, and Mikasa turned to his side, scurrying closer to him, cuddling him.“Thank you for this, Eren,” she smiled, hand on his chest.“No, Mikasa…” he frowned, though he didn’t know why. “Thank you for everything.”“How long do you think she’s going to stand there?” Levi asked.“As long as she needs to,” Erwin said, a little softly.“Well… at least he didn’t get eaten,” Levi jested in poor taste, trying to find a positive side to the overall shitty situation.Erwin didn’t say anything.Levi’s eyes narrowed sadly. He then grabbed Erwin’s messy scarf and repositioned it. Erwin looked down at him.“?”“Your scarf’s messy,” he said, knotting it. “It’s cold.”Erwin smiled fondly. He then held Levi’s hand and brought it up to his lips, kissing it. “Let’s go. We shouldn’t be interrupting them.”Levi nodded. He looked back at Mikasa, eyes saddening.In Erwin’s room, which frankly was their room since Levi’s office was really there just for appearances, Erwin lay in bed reading a book, while Levi who sat at his side on the bed, held his teacup, staring at nothing in particular.Erwin eyed him every now and then, concerned.“Is something on your mind?” He asked, scanning the pages, but not really reading anything.Levi didn’t say a thing.He shut his book and sat up, placing it on the nightstand. He turned to look at Levi.“What’s wrong?”Levi just looked at the steam flowing from his cup.Erwin then placed a hand on his knee, cupping his chin with the other to turn his face.“Are you okay?”After hesitating for what seemed to be an eternity, Levi placed the cup on the nightstand, and slumped forward, facing Erwin but averting his gaze.“Is this about Eren?”“No…” he answered sincerely, which surprised Erwin. “It’s sad to see the kid go, obviously. So many people died for him, and he didn’t even get to live a full life. But that’s not it.”Erwin placed a hand behind Levi’s ear, stroking his cheek with his thumb. “Then what’s wrong?”“One day,” Levi’s eyes narrowed sadly, wrinkles forming around them as his frown deepened. “I’m going to be in Mikasa’s place.”“I’m sorry,” Erwin mumbled.He didn’t know what else to say.“Tch,” Levi scowled, breaking free from Erwin’s grasp. “This is some shit. It’s so unfair,” his lips curved down.“There’s nothing we can do, Levi,” he said sincerely, but also apologetically. “All we can do is try to enjoy the time we have left. After so much grief, we finally can afford to. Humanity’s finally made peace with the rest of the world. We suffered every single day of our lives for that to happen. Now future generations won’t have to go through what we did.”“That’s where you’re wrong,” he scowled. “It’s just like the old man said,” he referenced Pixis, “if it’s not titans, it’s other humans. We won’t have to be afraid of being eaten anymore, but surely people will start fighting against each other, killing each other, just like before the titans started terrorising us.”“That may be true,” Erwin said, offering no comfort whatsoever, knowing Levi was right. “But that’d still be easier to control than man-eating giants,” he smiled.“Aren’t you pissed, Erwin?” Levi asked, finding no humour whatsoever in his words. “Aren’t you pissed that—““I can’t be pissed. I don’t have the time nor luxury of being angry. I’m short on time, as well. All I can do is enjoy the time I have left.”Levi’s mouth hung. He closed it, and his brows furrowed sadly.Erwin held his hand and pressed it against his own cheek. “Please…” he turned his head to kiss his hand. “I don’t want to think about it. I want to enjoy what I have left with you.”Levi looked down, eyes shadowed. Erwin could only see his quivering lips.“Okay,” he accepted in resignation, looking up at Erwin. “Okay,” he stroked his cheek with his thumb.Levi then pulled Erwin into a tight hug, burying his head on his chest.Erwin could only cradle him, placing a kiss on the top of his head.