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“Armin. Armin? ARMIN! “

The blonde’s head jerked up, eyes focusing on the person sitting on the other side of the table. His best friend’s expression seemed amused, mainly because Armin was not the type to randomly space out in the middle of a conversation.

“Shit, I’m sorry Eren, I lost track of… well… the thing you were talking about. “

The brown-haired boy groaned, stretching back in his chair.

“C’mon man, we are discussing my future here, possibly the most important event of my life, and you just flat out ignore me! “

Armin felt a bit guilty, but he couldn’t shake it. Ever since this morning, he had this funny feeling, like something huge was about to happen. Something that will change his life, possibly forever. Yet he had no idea what that could mean. As an aspiring writer, he could get a call from some big-ass publishing house, but his phone remained silent. There was no way he was making a breach in the novel he was working on, because the block that hit him square in the face was persisting, unwilling to move. After staring at the computer screen the whole morning, he gave up and joined Eren for lunch, and now the coffee they were both drinking. The feeling, however, didn’t go away, and continued looming over him, like some ominous shadow. Maybe the important thing was whatever Eren was talking about, but he couldn’t remember what that was.

“Can you just fill me in Eren, I’m really sorry, but I have no idea what we were discussing. “

“Ill give you a free pass this time, but only because it was your idea that worked so well. “

Now this got Armin interested. What did he suggest? The only thing Eren asked him about lately was… He almost jumped from his chair, his eyes widening.

“You didn’t! “

“I sure as hell did! “, Eren was openly grinning now.

“You asked Mikasa to marry you? What did she say? Or no, don’t tell me, you have to share the whole story! “

He was practically bouncing on his chair from the excitement. Eren leaned a bit closer and started.

“So, as we discussed, I started the night the normal way, we went to see a movie, made a stop at burger king…“

“You took her to a burger king? “, Armin almost shouted those words, “I told you to go somewhere fancier! You were supposed to propose to her! And its not like you are tight on cash either. “

That was true, Eren never had problem with money in his life. His father, Grisha Yeager, used to be a world-renowned surgeon, travelling the whole world to attend the hardest operations. He died in a plane crash when Eren was twelve years old, leaving behind a massive fortune and grieving widow, Carla. Eren’s mother was the kind of person Armin admired from the bottom of his heart. Even with her husband dead, she didn’t crumble, instead deciding to make the most out of his memory. She started a charity in Grisha’s name, sponsoring doctors all over the world. This must have also influenced young Eren, because ever since the funeral he was decided to become a great healer, just like his father. Today, while still young, his skill and expertise were already being valued in the field. It also reflected on his paychecks, as the wealthier patients were more than willing to pay extra to be treated by the young prodigy. So no, cash was not the reason why he took her to a burger king. Again. Eren at least had the dignity to look ashamed, running his hand through his hair.

“Look, I wanted to take her somewhere nicer, but she didn’t really look like she would want to go. Even in the cinema she couldn’t stop talking about burgers, and who am I to deny her? “

Armin shook his head, chuckling. If there was one thing Eren couldn’t do, it was saying no to his girlfriend. He was only lucky that Mikasa was very self-sufficient creature, and her needs and wants were rather scarce.

“All right, if she was satisfied, who am I to judge? So, how did it continue? “

Eren blushed a bit, leaning even closer as he continued his story of last night.

“So, we came home, and she seemed really, well... How do I put this. “

“Horny? “, offered Armin with a tiny smile.

“Yea, you could say that. She jumped me as soon as I closed the door, and I was really tempted to just go with it, to forget what I had planned and just enjoy the night. But… “

He looked up to Armin, his cheeks slightly red.

“But I remembered what you told me. “

“Oh? Which part? The one when I called the plan of yours stupid? Or the one when I said that you two should talk about it rather than you just dumping it on her all of a sudden? “

“No, not those parts. The part when you said that if I really want it, I have to stand my ground and do it, because I get easily distracted and might just end up not proposing at all. “

“What did you do? “

Armin knew that talking this openly with anyone else about stuff you did with your girlfriend behind closed doors was something that most people would be uncomfortable with, but he and Eren knew each other since childhood. They were basically inseparable. They talked together about everything, and that included girls and thing connected with that. Neither of them was any kind of expert, while Eren might have been rich and good looking, ever since his father died he focused completely on his studies, burying any sort of social life behind a wall of books. And Armin was… Armin. He was silent and shy, not looking for anyone else outside of his only friend. He dated a few girls, mostly in college, because they found him adorable, with his long blonde hair and bright eyes, but none of those relationships lasted. It was just two of them, together against the world, until Mikasa appeared in their lives.

Armin still remembered the first time they saw her. It was in college, in the first year, on one of the freshmen parties. They attended just out of curiosity, not really looking to make any new friends. They had a dorm room together, and while both of them attended different classes, with Eren being focused on medicine and Armin on literature, they still planned to keep their two-man show going. But then she walked in the room. Armin could tell that she was different on the first glance, she wore baggy, comfortable clothes, unlike most of the girls present who were doing their best to show off their qualities. She also looked lost, out of place, clutching the plastic cup like a lifeline. Armin turned to his buddy to comment on that when he saw what kind of face Eren was making. His jaw was literally dropped, eyes bulging, and Armin could swear that he was drooling a bit.

“Ehm, Eren? You ok? “

“She’s perfect. “

“Who? “

“The girl who just walked in, can’t you see her? “, Eren turned to him, the intensity in his eyes a bit unsettling for Armin. Was he going mad? Taking another glance at the girl, he could say that she was pretty. Short black hair, pale skin and slanted eyes, indicating Asian heritage. Ok, maybe she was a bit more than pretty. But Eren’s reaction was still over the top.

“Go talk to her then. “, Armin suggested, hoping that his friend might actually pick up someone for the first time.

“What? Me? You are crazy! “, Eren immediately went on defense, shaking his head. “Why would she want to talk to me? “

Armin groaned internally. He just saw someone who made his heart stop, but he was too cowardly to go talk to her. Well, time for the superhero, Wingman, to save the day.

“If you won’t talk to her, then I will. “, he said, leaving very confused Eren in the dust and walking over the where the girl was standing.

He was by no means Casanova, but he was desperate when it came to his friend. Multiple times he was approached by girls wanting to talk to Eren, and he tried, he did his best to set up a date, but in the end, he never showed up. He had too much work, he had to study, he had no time. They were excuses, and Armin knew it. Not having a single relationship in high school, when you were someone like Eren, was simply weird. He didn’t care, of course, his mind was set on getting into med college and he succeeded in that goal. Armin suffered for him. He will make this work, even if he has to drag Eren to the date himself. Approaching the girl, he could see that she was nervous as hell. She noticed him coming, and smiled, surprised that someone even came to talk to her.

“Hey, I’m Armin. I can see that you are a freshmen, like us. “, he gestured towards Eren, who did his best to try and disappear in the cup he was holding.

“Hi, I’m Mikasa, its nice to meet you. “, she extended a hand, and when Armin shook it, he suddenly knew something. She had one hell of a grip. Withdrawing his palm and trying not to look too pained, he leaned a bit closer. Mikasa’s eyes immediately went wide and she took a step back, clearly misinterpreting his intent. He held out his hands, as a peace offering.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. “

Her posture relaxed, and she rubbed her forehead, ashamed.

“No, I’m sorry. I just, don’t work well around other people. “

Ah, so she was a loner. Well, he knew someone that might have the same problem!

“Look, my friend there, Eren, he had a mild stroke when he saw you. “

She blushed, and he pressed on.

“Would you do me the favor and go talk to him please. You don’t have to do anything if you don’t like him, and I swear ill buy you a coffee next time I see you. “

Mikasa nodded, biting her bottom lip as she slowly walked to Eren, who seemed to be shrinking with every step she took. Armin felt quite proud of himself, another mission well done, Wingman, its about time you reap some rewards. He left his buddy to fend off for himself and went to mingle with the other people. He didn’t remember much of the party afterwards, drinking way too much in celebration and waking up on the street with a headache. Later he found out that Eren took Mikasa back to his room, but no steamy sex followed, as Armin secretly hoped. They just talked. She told him a lot, stuff that you don’t expect to hear on the first meeting. She was an orphan, both of her parents murdered when she was nine, and her older brother was taking care of her ever since. He was a good man, but managing his gym left him hardly any time to care for his sister. Young Mikasa grew to be independent, learning that only person she was truly rely on, is herself. Surrounded by training machines, and haunted by the traumatic experience of her past, she did the only thing that was reasonable. She started turning her own body into a weapon, so she can never be taken by surprise liker her parents did. Luckily, her older brother took notice of her efforts soon enough and stopped her before the girl could seriously harm herself. Seeing her determination, he did the only thing he could. He became her personal trainer, guiding her through the basic stuff. As soon as she was old enough, she started trying out different fighting sports, looking for the one that clicked with her the best. Mikasa settled on kickboxing, and she became damn good at it, winning numerous tourneys over the course of her growing up. It shaped her body into a fine-looking thing, but she had no intention of showing herself off. She had no desire or intention to start anything physical with anyone, as the boy in fifth grade found out, when she broke his hand for getting grabby. Truth is, she was partly lonely as well, her training could only eat a given amount of time, before her body gave up, and with her attitude she made no friends in high school. Wanting to change that in college, she attended the first freshmen party right after moving to the dorm. And there she met Eren.

Armin didn’t know what pulled them together the way it did, but it was magical to watch. He knew that after they talked through the whole night, she gave him a single quick peck on the lips before leaving, and it was the only thing Eren could talk about until he saw her again. Their relationship progressed slowly, with Mikasa still being kind of afraid of intimate physical contact, and both of them being completely clueless. During this time, Eren dogged Armin with unending stream of questions about his budding relationship, terrified that he will fuck something up. They talked about literally everything, starting the way he should kiss her and ending somewhere around what to do if she starts getting more physical. He could, of course, simply use the internet, but with Armin being the more experienced of the two, he felt more comfortable just asking his childhood friend. Armin successfully played the third wheel through the whole college, sometimes doing double dates with his short-term girlfriends, but mostly just by himself. He watched them get more and more attached to each other, the first awkward kisses and hand-holding. It was adorable in a way. They were both grown adults, but their emotional sides were so undeveloped that they acted like kids. It took them half a year before Eren came to the dorm one late morning with a dreamy expression in his eyes.

“Yo, buddy, what’s up? “, Armin called from his bed, not wanting to get up. He had quite a long night spent on finishing a project he worked on. Eren walked to his bed, sitting on it and eventually lying down, looking at the ceiling.

“It happened, Armin, I have fulfilled my purpose in life. “

That woke him up a bit, was Eren high? He never did drugs in his life before.

“You took something you shouldn’t have, didn’t you? “, Armin groaned before climbing out of the bed, wanting to find some way to help his friend, but Eren didn’t move. Taking a closer look, he finally noticed something. Eren’s neck was covered in bruises, the kind you don’t receive in a fight. Armin slowly settled back on the bed, feeling that perhaps the only kind of help his friend needs at the moment is a serious high-five.

“Eren, you want to tell me something? “

“She is amazing Armin, everything she does Is just… perfect. I never felt this good in my entire life. “

Later, when he recovered enough, he told him all the spicy details. Sure, they acted like gossiping teenagers, but neither of them cared. Their relationship changed quite a bit after that night. With both Mikasa and Eren finding out that they enjoyed their first experience, they started practicing vigorously. It ended up with Eren moving out of the dorm to a rented apartment with her, and Armin was partly happy that his nights won’t be interrupted by moans and creaking bed in the other room anymore. The college graduation came afterwards, but the group remained close. Eren started working at local hospital, very quickly being recognized for his talents. Armin got to writing, his lifelong dream, and took shifts in the very coffee shop they were sitting in right now, to cover his rent. Mikasa pursued her fighting career professionally, continuing her string of undefeated performances. As Armin found out about a year back, she and Eren started spicing things up in the bedroom. It started innocently, with some drunk picture searches online, but it evolved into an actual plan in the end. Eren ended up being the bottom in the game, tied up and controlled by his girlfriend. He enjoyed it, as he said himself, and they occasionally picked up the ropes again if both of them felt like it. But this innocent playtime spawned a burning question in Eren’s head. When they played, she never let him take the control, always being the one on top. And that bugged him a bit. It was stupid, just a tiny detail that kept coming back even when he tried chasing it away. He loved Mikasa, he was sure of it, but this last small bump kept him from pulling out the ring, as he planned a few weeks back. That’s when he hatched the dumbest plan ever, as Armin called it, and asked his help to work it out to perfection. Execution of said plan was just the thing he was describing to very interested, against his better judgement, blond back in the coffee shop.

“So, I told her to stop, which surprised her, because I never said that to her before. I sat her down on the bed, and pulled out the ropes from the drawer, asking her if she wants to play. “

Eren took a dramatic sip of his coffee.

“She looked enthusiastic, but then I told her that I want to be the one in charge this time. “, he scratched the back of his head, “I know it sound stupid, but I just wanted to know if she would let me do it you know. If she would trust me enough. “

Armin understood. Mikasa was always the one leading, the one in control. She was strong in both body and spirit, and never took any shit from anyone. The idea of her submitting to someone didn’t sit well with her character. He just hoped that their whole relationship didn’t crash and burn on something this stupid. But Eren was clearly excited, so he took it as a good sign.

“And then what happened? “, he nudged his friend to continue.

“She stared at me for some time, chewing her bottom lip, clearly not sure. I got scared a bit honestly, I had no intention of forcing her to do something she was uncomfortable with. But before I could say anything, she said that ok, she’s willing to try it. “

Armin felt a stone fall from his heart. So, his best friends didn’t fuck up their relationship over such triviality.

“I’m glad you were able to work it out. Oh, but that reminds me, what about the proposal? “

Eren blushed a bit more, almost whispering the next words. He was not the kind of person to boast about his sexual experiences in a public place.

“Well, I tied her up, and we just went with what felt right. I must tell you though, it was something else, seeing that perfect body of hers straining against the bindings, I just… “, he trailed off, looking ashamed and sitting back down.

“I can’t talk about it here Armin, I just pitched a tent. “

The blond started laughing. Not just because of the absurdity of the situation, but also because of the happiness that Eren was finally smart enough not to let something as amazing as Mikasa walk out of his life.

“Just cut to the end Eren, we can pick it up later. “

“Well, when we were both properly exhausted, and we just lay on the bed, holding each other, I kind of just blurted it out. I didn’t even have the ring with me there, it was in the pocket of my jacket downstairs. “, he smiled, “And she said yes. “

Without further wait, the high-five they shared was loud enough for other customers in the shop to turn their heads and mumble something about disrespectful youths, before returning to their beverages. Armin shook his palm to get out the sting, he knew Eren was acting as a training and sparring partner for Mikasa, and it felt like it was paying off for him. The young doctor quickly checked his watch, standing up.

“It’s almost time, we have to go. “

“Time for what? “, Armin frowned.

“Oh, “, Eren slapped his forehead, “I forgot to tell you. Mikasa has a match tonight, with some new girl from Germany. She is undefeated, like Mika, so it should be interesting. “

He paid the bills for both, ignoring Armin’s feeble protests and together they walked to the gym which was supposed to host the fight. It was just a friendly bout, no tournament, but knowing Mikasa everyone knew that she will do her best. She never did things half-assed. When they entered, they were quickly ushered to the front seats by security, as the hall was packed, people in back craning their necks to see. However friendly this fight was supposed to be, it drew attention. Two undefeated fighters clashing for the first time, that was bound to be a spectacle. The wait wasn’t long, before the voice from the loudspeakers announced the beginning of the match. Mikasa walked to the ring, trailed by her brother and trainer, Levi, waving to Eren, who sent her a kiss. The other girl also came, followed by an old man walking with a stick, but smiling on everyone present.

“That must be her father. “, said Eren, “I heard that he trains her himself, and that he is really good, even with the injured leg. “

Armin wanted to say something, but in that moment the girl threw back her robe to prepare for the fight, and his jaw simply stopped working. He was pretty sure that he was making exactly the same face Eren did years back upon first seeing Mikasa, but he couldn’t help himself. The feeling he had since morning, that something important will happen, just hit him in the face, he had an overwhelming tingling that he already saw her somewhere. The blonde hair, so similar to his own, the cold ice blue eyes, the sharp nose. It felt like waking from a dream and seeing it become reality in front of you.

“Armin. Armin? ARMIN! “

“What?? “, he woke from his trance, absently wiping the drool from his chin.

“You look like you know the girl. “

“I don’t, I just have the feeling that we have met before. “

“Well you seem to really like her, judging from the look you just gave her. “

“I don’t know, I never spoke to her! “, Armin felt his stomach tightening, “I just. I really want to get to know her. “

“Well, you have to wait for after the match, Romeo. “, Eren teased him, chuckling.

Armin hit him in the arm for it, but he didn’t really care. He had to get to know the girl, he felt a magnetic pull towards her, something he never experienced in his entire life. The announcer spoke again, apparently starting the match, because the contestants jumped each other. The fight was brutal, way more than anything Armin saw up to this point, punches and kicks flying both sides in a blink of an eye. Multiple times the referee had to step in, separating them. In the end, the fight had to be called a draw, because neither of the sides stayed down. The point counting was also useless, because they both scored the same amount. The crowd still cheered when the referee announced the end of the match, because it was everything they came to see. Eren didn’t cheer, he had a worried expression on his face and as soon as the fight was over stood up and left for Mikasa’s changing room. Armin followed, stealing glances on the blonde girl as she limped towards her own locker, supported by her father.

“The bitch! “, Armin entered the room to see the raven-haired fighter sitting on the bench, with her lover, fiancé actually, fussing over her with his skilled doctor’s fingers.

“Come now, you can’t hate her for putting up a fight, you thrashed her pretty good yourself. “, Eren was completely in his element now, examining her for any sort of real damage. When he lifted her shirt to feel her upper ribs, Armin could see some bruises that looked suspiciously like rope marks. Blushing and looking away, he felt like trespassing, this was an intimate moment he shouldn’t be in.

“I just don’t like losing Eren, you know that. “, Mikasa was pouting now, looking like an annoying little girl in a body of a warrior.

“You didn’t lose, it was a draw. “, he kissed her on the lips, before taking a step back. “You have no broken bones or lasting damage, but there are some nasty bruises and pulled muscles, so some time in bed will do you good. “

“In bed you say. “, her lips curved into a sly smile, “Can I have some company there? “

“Mikasa, please stop trying to seduce your physician. “, Eren groaned, helping her stand.

“I need to get changed. You mind Armin? “, said Mikasa.

“Oh, ill be right out. We can grab something to eat when you are done. “

“That sounds lovely. “

Armin backed out of the room, leaving the two alone. Just as he closed the door, he saw the blonde girl passing him, the limp still evident in her walk. It felt like one of the books, the golden opportunity missing him in the hallway. But he was not going to let it pass.

“Hey, I saw you fight, you are really good. “

She turned to him, unimpressed icy glaze meeting his own fidgety one. There was a nod from her.

“Thank you. “

“I just wanted to… Maybe you know, we could grab a coffee sometimes? “

He never felt this nervous in his life. Not when submitting a new book, not when facing a difficult exam, not ever. She just stared at him for a time, before wetting her lips and finally replying.

“I’m still new in the city, maybe you could show me around? “

When they exchanged numbers and she left, Armin felt a stupidly large grim spread across his face.

“Someone is feeling happy. “, he heard the door behind him open, Mikasa coming out tucked in her customary red scarf, the first gift Eren gave her, and a coat, followed by her fiancé. He smiled at them, warmth spreading through his whole being.

“I just think that I have a made a great decision tonight. “

The feeling of something huge looming over him, a shadow over his shoulder, dissapeared, and when he followed his friends out into the night, he felt it being replaced by something entirely different.

Expectation.

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Eren grumbles in discomfort, shifting his posture a bit in an attempt to find a more comfortable position. The task is quite impossible however, considering that he is kneeling in his own bedroom, naked, collared and blindfolded with his arms bound behind his back. Normally, he wouldn’t really mind any of this, but for some reason Mikasa has decided to do all those stuff to him and disappear into thin air. Granted, she is most likely just a few feet away, enjoying the show. Not like he could see her blindfolded anyway. The lack of her touch is driving him mad, he could speak, of course, use a safeword, make it stop. But tonight is her turn to lead, and so far, she never let him down. Despite the cold, the soreness of his knees and the lack of vision, the anticipation he feels is tremendous.

The silence is broken by a breathy chuckle, and he finally hears her rising from the bed, the place where she spent the past minutes, watching her prey.

“You are acting like such a good boy tonight Eren, not a word of protest. “, she purrs, the tone of her voice sending tremors down his spine.

“I aim to please. “, he says with a smile, turning his head towards the place where he thinks she is standing.

The following slap is quick, her hand connecting with his cheek with a smack.

“I aim to please, mistress. “, he quickly corrects himself.

“Good boy. “, she repeats, stepping closer.

Lifting her leg, she nudges his quickly awakening member, earning a groan from him. He has to hold himself back when she starts massaging his hardness with her foot. After all this time with no friction at all, his body wants to just hump her leg like an animal.

“Do you want your treat, boy? “, she asks, not stopping in her movement.

“Please, mistress. “, he pants, his jaw clenching.

She stops, and he groans in frustration as her foot disappears. Instead, he feels her hand grab the metal ring in his collar as she yanks his head upwards. Her face is so close to his, that when she speaks, he can feel her lips brushing his own.

“Aren’t you forgetting something boy? First, you must make sure that your owner is happy, don’t you? “

He swallows and nods, feeling her lips curl into a smile. She pulls him closer, kissing him aggressively. He surrenders, letting her tongue probe his mouth at her leisure, feeling pleasurable waves course through his body. If only his cock wasn’t so achingly hard. She pulls back, letting go of the collar and taking the blindfold off simultaneously. Eren blinks, adjusting his vision, while she makes her way back to the bed, sitting down. Finally able to see her again, he drinks in the beauty in front of him, his lust hitting levels he thought impossible.

She opted to be naked tonight, not picking any of her outfits, not even underwear. Then again, she could wear literally anything, or nothing in this case, and she would still be the most beautiful woman he has ever laid his eyes on. Mikasa gives him no time to stare, beckoning him closer with a single finger. He eagerly shuffles forward on his knees, wanting nothing more than to please her, but when he dips his head, wanting to start working her towards her pleasure, she catches a fistful of his hair, stopping him.

“Come on, you know where to start. Don’t you boy? “

“Yes mistress, apologies mistress. “, he mutters, as she lets go of his hair, bowing his head lower until he reaches her feet on the floor.

He starts his journey there, kissing and dragging his tongue over her toes, slowly working his way upwards until he reaches her inner thigh. Stopping there, he lowers his head and starts all over again, this time working on her other leg. He wouldn’t say he had a foot fetish, well, maybe, but Mikasa’s legs were just damn beautiful. Long, and perfectly shaped from her kickboxing lifestyle, they turned uncountable number of heads anytime she wore anything revealing in public. And he is the only one who got to worship them up close. Reaching the apex of her thighs for the second time, he kisses her core, making her shiver and swing her legs over his shoulders, granting him better access. He looks up, seeing her flushed face framed by raven hair, sees the way she bites her bottom lip as her hand tangles in his hair and pushes him back down. Determined to reduce her to quivering mess as a payback for her teasing, he licks at her folds, making her moan. It’s harder to please her, when his hands are still tied behind his back, but Eren is pretty damn good with his tongue and mouth, so he is up for the challenge. The skill comes from years of experience with her, learning what she likes, and dislikes, carefully observing the way she reacts to each swipe and touch. So he knows that he has to start slow, getting her taste in his mouth, before sucking on her clit, increasing the pressure. Mikasa, shudders and cries out, tossing her head back, making him let go of the bud so he can work his tongue inside her, tracing memorized patterns. Her legs start to shake, the telltale sign that he is doing good, her orgasm building inside her. When her hips start to move on their own, trying to grind on his face and her toes curl against his back, he finishes her off with a sharp sucking on her clit combined with a light touch of his teeth. She collapses on the bed, her climax pulling at her insides as she screams, making no effort to be quiet. He guides her through it, slowing down, but not letting go, because as soon as she is finished, he starts building her up again. For all the teasing on her part, he is far from done.

Time loses its meaning when Eren is working her, wave after wave emerging from her core, making her vision go white while beads of pleasure roll from the corners of her eyes and her muscles contracts. But everyone has limits, even his indestructible girlfriend, so he stops when they near hers, knowing that if he continued abusing her swollen clit and aching core, it would cause her discomfort. Pulling back, he can’t keep the smug grin off his face when he sees her, sprawled on the bed, spent, sweaty and shivering. He stands up, making his way to the side of the bed and sitting down, bending to kiss her. She murmurs something he doesn’t quite catch, her eyes still closed and her body twitching with aftershocks, so he waits a few minutes, letting her calm down.

“Mikasa, baby? “, he whispers, afraid that she might have fallen asleep on him.

Her eyes flutter open, wet and so tired, that he almost feels guilty for waking her up. He nudges his head towards the wet spots on the bed, definitive proof how much she enjoyed his actions, before saying.

“We have to get cleaned up and, “, he grimaces, “my hands are still tied. “

She chuckles at that, fighting her sleepiness as she reaches behind him, undoing the knot around his wrists. Eren stands up, removing his collar, waiting for her to go to the bathroom to clean up so he can tidy up the bed. But when Mikasa sits up, throwing her legs over the edge, trying to stand up, she just falls back on her ass, eyes widening.

“Eren, I can’t walk. “, she looks up at him, “My legs just don’t work. “

Laughing, he picks her up and carries her to bathroom, letting her grumble into his chest. She’s half asleep while he washes her, enjoying the touch of her smooth pale skin, the intimate feeling of the bath. Leaving her in the bathroom, he changes the sheets, and returns just to find her sleeping on the floor, covered by one of the bathrobes. Careful not to wake her, he takes her to bed, pulling the comforter over them both as he spoons her, pressing a kiss to her neck before settling on the pillow. Sure, he didn’t get to come even once today, but he wasn’t worried in the slightest. Mikasa will make it up to him, she is very competitive, and he got the better of her today. Reducing her to whimpering mess was so worth it.

Tomorrow, it’s his turn to dominate. And he already has several ideas.

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Getting the hook installed in their bedroom was one of Eren’s brightest ideas up to date. It came with questions of course, because normal people usually didn’t feel the need to drill holes in their ceilings. Luckily for them, Mikasa’s lifestyle provided the greatest excuse. Most of the time, the hook was occupied by punching bag, so she can train anytime she wishes to. This evening however, something entirely different was hanging from it. A length of thin chain was pulled through, connecting the cuffs on Mikasa’s wrists. It was pulled tight, stretching her hands over her head as she stood on the floor, waiting for him.

In his younger years, Eren had quite a temper, rushing through some things he was supposed to take long time to enjoy. Those days were gone. Nowadays, he knew how to take his time doing what he loved. And this was one of those activities. He fully intended to make this last as long as possible, after all, he promised to make her pay for her actions the last time. Slowly, he walked around her, letting his eyes drift across her naked body, drinking in the sight. She was wearing nothing except the leather cuffs around her wrists, the collar and blindfold. He stepped closer, raising a hand and running his fingers up her spine, enjoying the way she shuddered at the touch. Hugging her from behind, he splayed one hand on her stomach, while the other grabbed her chin, angling her head so he could whisper in her ear.

“Hanging in there? “

“Really? “, her lips twitched as she tried to bite back a smile, “Is this your idea of torture? Tying me up and whispering bad puns to me? “

“You have no idea what I have planned for you. “, he bit her earlobe, making her gasp, “And my puns should be the last of your concerns. “

His hand dipped lower, fingers tracing the outer lips of her sex, while the other travelled to her breast, groping the soft flesh. Her breathing became agitated, as she arched into his touch, enjoying his ministrations. He pushed two fingers inside her, slowly working her up while sucking on her neck, leaving red marks on the pale skin. Mikasa shuddered in her bonds, rocking her hips against his hand, the coil in her stomach slowly winding tighter, as moans escaped her lips. He pushed her closer and closer, making her legs shake as she felt the familiar high approaching. And then he stopped. Withdrawing his hand and placing it back on her stomach, his lips curving into smile against her neck. She whined in frustration, rubbing her thighs in an attempt to lighten the throbbing in her lower regions, but it didn’t help.

“E-Eren, what are you doing. “, she gasped.

“I told you, “, he said, “that I will make you pay, didn’t I? “

So, this was his idea of revenge. Bringing her close to her peak and not letting her come. She snorted. If he thinks that he will make her beg for it, he was very wrong.

“This is the worst you can do? “, she said, trying to sound as tough as possible, with heart racing and her womanhood still feeling like it’s on fire.

He chuckled.

“I didn’t even start yet. “

With a last kiss on her shoulder his hands disappeared from her, and she could hear him walking to the nightstand and opening one of the drawers, pulling something out. Second later, she felt him press into her from behind again, reaching up to give her tied hands a squeeze.

“You all right? “

Eren could be rough, but he was always careful, always checking if everything was okay. Someone could be amused by his constant fidgeting, but Mikasa knew that as a surgeon, he saw people being hurt by stupid mistakes every day. And he would make sure she wasn’t one of those. She squeezed him back, nodding, and he let go, satisfied for now.

“Then let’s get started, shall we? “

Something plastic pressed into her stomach, slowly sinking lower and lower towards the apex of her thighs. She had no idea what he was holding, until she heard a click, and the damned thing started vibrating. Mikasa’s whole body tensed as he pressed the vibrator on her sex, building her up faster than his fingers before. He moved the toy in circular motions, before rubbing it straight on her clit, the sounds leaving her lips increasing in intensity and pitch. The feeling was back, her muscles contracting as her orgasm neared. But once again, just before he pushed her over the edge, he stopped. Mikasa was so frustrated, stomping her foot on the floor as she could almost feel him smiling, knowing that teasing her like this was bringing him great pleasure. Once again, he reached up, squeezing her hand, waiting for her signal to continue. Gritting her teeth, she squeezed back, waiting for the torture to resume.

When he backed off for the third time, she lost control. Mikasa threw herself against the cuffs, the leather creaking as she pulled on the chain with all her strength, her base instincts taking over. Eren took a step back, afraid that she will rip the hook from the ceiling or snap the chain in half. The ropes of her muscles were clearly visible on her arms and back as she strained herself. Damn, he almost forgot how scary angry Mikasa can be. After a few seconds, she regained her senses, stopping herself with a sigh. Slowly, he came back to her, reached up and squeezed her hand, waiting. Few seconds passed, but then he felt her fingers tighten around his, sending him the signal to continue.

After some time, she lost count of how many times he edged her, just to leave her unsatisfied, frustrated, and increasingly angry. Worst thing was, she knew that she can stop this anytime. Every time before starting over again, he reached up to squeeze her hand, and waited until she returned the gesture, letting him know that she’s ok. Yes, he was edging her, but he would never hurt her, they both knew that. Yet her mind was hardly in a logical state right now. Covered in haze, all she could think of was that he was the one denying her release, torturing her. She couldn’t take it.

“S-Stop. “

That single word made him back off immediately, stopping the vibrator and letting go of her. He undid the blindfold, letting her blink into the light as her vision adjusted. Eren drifted into view, standing in front of her, dressed in nothing but his briefs, shit-eating grin spread across his face.

“Something wrong baby? “

“I-I don’t like this. “, she whispered, hating how weak her voice sounded.

“Then make it stop. “, he shrugged. “You know the safeword, don’t you? Use it, and ill let you out of the cuffs in an instant. “

She almost did it. The word almost rolled over her lips, stopping him right here and there. But she made herself stop. No. She won’t let him win this easily. For better or worse, both of them were very competitive people. He got the best of her yesterday, even when he was supposed to be the bottom, she was the one who ended up passing out from the pleasure he gave her. Today is her day to win. Biting her bottom lip, she shook her head, much to his amusement.

“No? “

She shook her head again, determined.

“Well then, “, he turned the toy back on “should I continue? “

Her eyes almost watered when she saw it. Maybe she wasn’t as strong as she wanted to be. She won’t let him win, but some negotiations were certainly in order.

“Sir, I’ve learned my lesson, please don’t punish me anymore. “, she pleaded, trying to look as submissive as possible.

Eren gritted his teeth, doing his best to keep his lust in control. It was trying for him too. Seeing her naked, sweaty and exhausted, her body contracting beneath his hands every time he denied her. Calling it arousing would be an understatement. He cleared his throat, nodding slowly.

“Perhaps you have learned your lesson, princess, but I don’t think I can let you off the hook so easily. “

He walked back to the drawers, pulling out something different as he came back into her field of view. He was holding a riding crop in his hands, bending the thin plastic and letting it snap into place with a dark look in his eyes.

“I think a few lashes will do, do you agree? “

She nodded. Anything would be better than that devilish vibrating instrument. Nodding back, he circled her, disappearing from her sights. She could feel the leather top of the crop pressing against her ass, circling on her left cheek.

“I want you to count the hits. Start at zero, and we will work our way up to ten. Do you understand? “

“Yes sir. “

She felt his hands on her chin, angling her face until he could kiss her. His tongue darted into her mouth, dragging alongside hers. After few seconds he stopped, letting go of her face and offering her a tiny smile.

“Good girl. “

The first hit came unexpected, sending a flare of pain on her backside. He didn’t hit her too strongly, but he wasn’t going easy on her either. She gasped, before remembering her duty.

“One. “, she said, voice shaking.

By the time they worked their way to ten, they both had just about enough. Her ass hurt, but every hit also sent tremors to the front, over her still unsatisfied sex, the throbbing coming back stronger than ever. Turned on was such a weak word to describe the state of her. She was craving the release, her mind void except for the single task of reaching her peak. Eren was also on edge, his breathing ragged. This was too much. When she said the last number, he dropped the crop, reaching up and undoing the clasp that held the chain in place. Pulling, he guided them to the bed, where he swiftly laid her down on her stomach and secured the chain to the headboard. Mikasa was kneeling on the mattress now, holding herself up on her knees and elbows, reddened ass raised into the air, her whole body shaking. He almost lost it at the sight, but somehow, he kept himself in check, raising a hand and running it over her whipped cheeks.

“How do you feel princess? “

How can he still be talking? She strongly underestimated Eren’s will. He was still capable of holding himself back, not giving in to his basest instincts. But she was far beyond this. Her bottom hurt, but it was nothing compared to the smoldering flame between her legs, consuming any rational thought she might have. She tried rubbing her ass on him, but he pulled back, again, chuckling.

“Do you want something? You have to ask, princess. “

Mikasa turned her head, her eyes the pools of darkness, face red and her short hair ruffled. Normally, she never begged. She liked keeping her composure, acting cool. But the rational side of her was way too far gone now.

“Eren, please stop talking, and fuck me as hard as you can. I beg you. “

He might have strong will, but there were limits to what he could take. And they just got breached. With a growl, he discarded his briefs and grabbed her hips, slamming himself inside. Her whole body arched, teeth clenching, eyes sliding shut, as she savored the feeling of finally being filled by him. There was nothing like this. Eren wasted no time, his patience completely drained, as he followed her wish and started moving. He rode her hard, not holding back anything, giving each thrust as much strength as he could. Mikasa’s body started failing her, elbows slipping, her face falling to the sheets to muffle her moans. Her legs started shaking again, toes curling, every sign that her orgasm was approaching at an alarming rate. But this time, he didn’t stop. Reaching around, he pressed two fingers to her clit, rubbing circles in sync with his movements, doing his best to make her come as fast as possible. He wouldn’t last long. Luckily for him, she was worked up beyond imagination.

It was one of the loudest screams he ever heard from her, even muffled by the sheets. Her whole body shook, fingers gripping the sheets with enough strength to tear them. Eren did his best to prolong it for her, slowing down his movements, but he didn’t hold on for long. Her insides clamped down on him hard, the tremors inside massaging his whole length, trying to make him topple over the edge with her. And he did. Slamming him hips into hers one last time, he came inside, his own groans filling the room, white light behind his eyes. Spent, he pulled out, falling on his back next to her while her knees gave away, making her fall on the bed completely.

Neither of them knew how much time passed before their breathing evened, and he slowly opened his eyes, turning his head to look at her. She was still slumped on the bed; the only movement being the slow rise and fall of her shoulders as she breathed. Realizing that she’s still tied, Eren reached out and undid the cuffs, letting her hands fall free on the bed.

“You ok? “

Instead of answering, she reached out and squeezed his palm, making him smile. Eyes traveling down her body, he noticed the red marks on her hips, caused by his fingers. Sliding his gaze lower, he came to stop at her ass, seeing the red welts. He had to do something about those. But first, a bath was in order. He stood on his shaking legs, tapping on Mikasa’s back to wake her up. She hummed in acknowledgement but made no move to stand.

“We have to get cleaned up Mika. Come on. “

She looked up, before letting a lazy smile spread on her lips.

“I can’t go anywhere, you will have to carry me. “

He snorted, feigning annoyance as he picked her up, secretly very pleased. As soon as she was in his arms, he felt her hands circle his neck as her teeth bit into his neck, sucking in a mark of her own. Not questioning her sudden show of affection, he walked to the bathroom, filling the tub. Surprisingly, she didn’t fall asleep on him, but her movements were lazy, slow. Her muscles felt exhausted in the good way, like after a great workout, or a training. Cleaned, they reached the bed again, and she fell on her stomach, wanting nothing more than to just allow sleep to claim her.

Eren had one last thing to do. Reaching to the bedside table, he pulled out a tube of soothing gel, caking his fingers in it and rubbing it on the skin. The only sound Mikasa made was a sigh, the cool sensation very welcome. Now that her most pressing need has been taken care of, the sting of her backside was quite noticeable. The feeling of his hands and the exhaustion combined were simply too much. Completely satisfied, Mikasa drifted off with a smile, making mental notes to exact a terrible revenge upon him once their roles are reversed again.

Eren couldn’t hold back his grin when he noticed that she was asleep again. Once he was finished with his massage, he pulled the covers over them both, throwing a hand over her waist as he also let the darkness claim him. All and all, he was quite satisfied with his performance tonight. And there were many more nights to come.

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Mikasa spends the next week researching. She had five days to prepare the best possible performance for Eren, with work week being too busy for them both to play. At least her fear that normal sex won’t be so satisfying for her anymore got banished during the week. Their BDSM adventures were a welcome spice for their relationship, but not a thing either of them wanted to make a foundation of their private lives. The so called vanilla sex was as intense and fulfilling as ever. In her free time, Mikasa browsed certain websites and forums, looking for an inspiration to act as a proper dominatrix for her partner. She found a lot of information, some made her blush furiously, while other made her question the sanity of the involved people. The toys were not a problem, Eren was an impulsive shopper, and he bought a lot of things: about half of them they didn’t even get to use yet. But there was one thing she was missing for the evening. A proper attire. Browsing the internet gave her some ideas about what she could wear, but honestly, she didn’t feel like squeezing into one of those latex outfits. Deciding to go the easier route, she went out to get some lingerie, something lacy enough to get the blood pumping. Mikasa was never one to pay much attention to the things she wore, so spending long minutes in front of mirror, twisting and turning to see her ass from all angles was a new experience. In the end, she decided on a matching black choker, panties, bra and stockings. Walking out of the store, another shop caught her eye. The display had a beautiful pair of high heels, matching her underwear set in color. Making a quick decision, she went in.

Friday evening was finally here. Mikasa cut her workout early, so she could go home and prepare for Eren to come home, being determined to give him good enough show to match his performance. She washed, shaved and for once actually put on some make up. She was never a big fan of painting herself, but with opportunity such as this, she wanted to look as good as possible. Her efforts left her eyes darker and her lips bright red with fingernails colored to match them. Slipping into her underwear and shoes, and checking herself in the mirror, she couldn’t deny that she looked pretty damn hot. For now, she decided to cover the goods with a simple bathrobe, both to heighten the anticipation and because she would feel rather silly, sitting on the sofa and waiting dressed like this. Walking over to the nightstand where they kept their toys, heels clicking, she started to go through the drawers for some things to use. Collar, leash and blindfold all looked good, and joined the growing pile on the bed. Next to the riding crop she picked up was a curious black object. Like a small dildo, connected to several thin leather straps. It took her a few seconds before she realized what it was, deep blush running through her cheeks. So Eren was willing to try out a strap-on, that was good to know. But right now, she didn’t want to deal with such a complication, and let it fall back into the drawer. Maybe next time.

Collecting the collar and leash, she went down to the living room, waiting for her victim to arrive. Not long after, the door clicked, and Eren appeared in the doorway, shrugging off his coat. He smiled when he saw her, walking over, but he stopped dead when he noticed her makeup and shoes, peeking from under the robe. Taking a deep breath and standing up, she pulled on the belt, letting the cloth part and fall from her shoulders. Mikasa saw Eren surprised on number of occasions, but the expression that appeared on his face was quite new. Eyes bulging, his face reddened as his mouth opened and closed a few times, no sound emerging. Well, seems like all the work she put into herself was yielding some profit already. She walked over to him, slowly, making sure to wiggle her hips enough for him to notice. Now that she was wearing such high heels, their eyes were on the same level, and she found out she quite liked that. Mikasa raised a hand, running a single finger over his jawline, while his breath came out ragged. Fully committing herself to the role, she let a wicked smile spread her lips.

“Hello handsome, want to play? “

He swallowed, his Adam apple bobbing, before nodding eagerly. But Mikasa was not satisfied.

“You have to say it, otherwise we can have no fun. So I’ll ask again, do you want to play? “

There was no hesitation in his answer.

“Yes mistress. “

“But you have too many clothes for my kind of games. “, she said, letting her eyes roam over him. “So why don’t you strip for me, pet. “

She took a step back, while Eren’s finger quickly started undoing any buttons and zippers on his outfit, ridding himself of everything. He made a brief pause when he was in his underwear, his eyes flicking up to hers for approval. When she nodded, he pulled the last piece, letting it join the pile on the floor. He stood straight, unashamed, his excitement clearly visible between his legs, waiting for her next move. She came close again, reaching up and locking the collar around his neck, before pulling him in for a searing kiss, a perfect appetizer before the main dish. When they separated, she connected the leash to the leather around his neck, giving it an experimental tug. She took a few steps back, and he followed, until her palm on his chest stopped him in his tracks.

“Pets don’t walk, do they? “, she pointed on the ground, a spitting image of a dominant. “Crawl. “

He went to his knees almost immediately, looking up with adoring eyes when she ruffled his hair, muttering “Good boy. “under her breath. Resuming their journey to the bedroom, the clicking of her heels was accompanied by the sound of him crawling after her. Reaching their destination, she sat on the edge of the bed, while he kneeled by her feet, waiting for her next order. This scene could be funny, but neither of them laughed, because there was something incredibly arousing about the way he followed her every command, the way she dominated not only his body, but also his mind. Right now, he was her pet, and she felt the burning need to make him submit to her in every possible way. Stretching her legs, she focuses her gaze on her black heels, smiling.

“What do you think of my new shoes, pet? Do you like them? “

His eyes slowly move over her legs before settling on her feet, a certain hunger setting in him.

“They are very pretty mistress, they suit you. “

“Yes, they are very nice aren’t they. But I think they lost some of their shine already. You think you can fix that, pet? “, she almost purrs out the words, tingling his spine.

“Yes mistress, right away. “

Eren reaches out, gently sliding his hands over her calf, bending her knee and straightening her leg before bowing and putting his mouth on the material. His tongue sliding over the place where her toes rest on the shoe, he trailed open mouthed kisses along each one, turning her foot to reach everywhere. He shifted a bit on his knees, so he can reach the bottom of the heel, licking over it. An idea appearing in her head, she pulls out of his hands, and he almost whines at the loss. His eyes are wide, glazed over, his breathing is ragged. He is hers, every command that leaves Mikasa’s red lips is an absolute order for him, her body a thing to worship.

“You mouth, open it. “, she says, and he follows without question.

Slowly, she slides the thin heel of her shoe inside his mouth, letting his lips close over it.

“Suck. “, is her next order, and once again, he obeys, while she moves her leg forward and back, delicately, making sure she doesn’t hurt him in any way. Satisfied, she tugs her foot free from his mouth, raising the other one. Eren picks up without a need of an order, once again cleaning her shoe with his tongue and lips, covering every inch of it to please his mistress. He isn’t even touching her, but she feels the familiar heat pooling her abdomen, the absolute reverence with which he is kissing and licking her feet is incredibly arousing.

“Enough. “, is the next word she says, and he lets go, breathing hard.

Mikasa runs her eyes over her shoes, now spit slick and shiny, before nodding to herself. There is not a spot he left out, he got every inch covered. Reaching out, she pats him on the head.

“Good work, pet. Now take them off. “

Springing into action, he undoes the clasps, sliding the heels off her feet, setting them next to the bed. A single nod is everything Eren needs now, as he once again picks up her leg, and put his mouth to work. Slowly, so slowly, he worships every inch of her, starting at her toes, moving over her ankles and knees, reaching the edge of the stocking in the middle of her thigh. He hooks his fingers behind the elastic material, looking up for approval.

“You can take them off, “, she says, “but use your mouth. “

Nodding, he lets go and grabs the nylon between his teeth, slowly dragging it down, making sure he doesn’t tear it. Once its off, he repeats the process, this time kissing and licking her bare skin, before letting her leg slowly and reluctantly out of his hands and picking up the other one. The heat between her legs is steadily growing, with every nip at her skin, with every swipe of his tongue. Eren must feel it somehow, because once he’s done with her other leg, he starts trailing up kisses up to her core, pausing just before it, once again looking for her approval. Mikasa bites her lower lip and nods, wanting nothing more than to feel his mouth right on her lower lips, where it belongs. Tugging down her panties with his teeth again, he settles before her naked lower half. Expectant, she reaches out and tangles her fingers in his hair, putting her thighs on his shoulders to give him better access. When he finally licks at her slit, she cries out. The slow process of him worshipping her legs aroused her more than she imagined, she was completely soaked at this point. He is so good at this, his tongue gentle but insistent, tracing patterns into her, focusing on all the right places. Her hips start moving on their own, grinding against him, while her fingers start clenching his hair tighter. Feeling her high approaching, he pulls the tiny bundle of nerves into his mouth, sucking, pushing her over the edge. Moans echoes in the room, her hand gripping his hair almost painfully, a groan coming from him. She pulls him off her, not wanting this to end like the last time she was in charge. But when Mikasa catches her breath, and sees him in front of her, kneeling, lips red and swollen, pupils dilated and eyes looking at her with devotion…well, one more time can’t hurt. So, she pulls him closer by the hair again, letting his mouth work its magic on her.

The one last time becomes three more times, but in the end, she is capable of controlling herself, making him stop. Mikasa needs a moment to rest after the feat, his tongue once again able to give her the most mind-blowing orgasms, to control her breathing, to regain her composure. After some time, she cracks her eyes open, focusing her gaze on her pet. Eren didn’t move a muscle, a perfect kneeling statue in front of the bed. Standing up on unsteady legs, she grabs the leash once again, tugging him to follow as she walks to the hook next to the bed. She gestures for him to stand, before removing the leash from his neck and walking over to the bed once more, collecting the cuffs and chain she left there. After a few moments, he is securely tied in a position very similar to hers a few days back. Standing, hands stretched over his head, the collar and cuffs only piece of clothing. He is aroused, very much in fact, his cock twitching under her touch when she runs a finger over his length.

“Now my pet, I want to play a game. “, she smiles at him, letting the white of her teeth show.

“I will play with you, but you can’t come. If you do, I will punish you. Do you understand? “

He swallows, rather noisily, before nodding.

Mikasa smiles, unclasping her bra and letting it fall to the floor, the choker now the only piece of cloth on her body. She slowly kneels in front of him, reaching up and grabbing him, giving his stiff length a slow pump. It’s a terrible torture. Serving her needs was arousing enough, and now that her strong but gentle hand is caressing him, the task of not finishing is impossible. He whines, biting his lips, trying his hardest to prevent it, but it’s a losing battle.

“M-Mistress please, “, he pleads, “I c-can’t hold it, I can’t control myself. I... “

Her hand lets him go for a blessed moment, as she straightens, grabbing his chin.

“Did I give you permission to speak, pet? “

“N-No mistress. “

“Well, we have to do something about that, don’t we? “

She walks over to the nightstand, pulling out a bright red ball gag. A few seconds later, he’s efficiently silenced, and she slowly slides back to her knees, her hand resuming the slow torture. Eren squints, biting into the rubber, blinking, trying his hardest. Its cute, really, Mikasa thinks, before pulling him into her mouth. If her hand was hard enough to resist, her mouth is impossible. Whining into the gag, Eren lasts for about twenty seconds before he comes, his member twitching inside her lips. She swallows it all, licking him up afterwards, before standing up with a very smug smile on her lips.

“Seems like you can’t listen to orders, pet. I'll have to train you harder. “

Once again collecting things from the bed, she pulls a blindfold over his eyes, taking his vision away. Robbed of any way to track her, the anticipations build in his stomach, as he eagerly awaits her next move. The silence is suddenly cracked by the crop connecting with his backside. He groans, whole body rocking as he absorbs the blow. She’s gone again, the only sound he hears is his own ragged breathing. Another smack, this time from the front, spreading heat in his abdomen. The third is quick to follow, landing across his back. Her hands appear, running over him, her lips grazing the shell of her ear when she whispers.

“Can we continue, pet? “

Gagged, he can’t answer, so he settles for a simple nod of his head. Her touch disappears, and the crop lands again. After a while, he loses count of the hits. She’s spreading them evenly, no part of him is spared. The pain is mixing with the arousal, creating a cocktail that is making him drunk on this, drunk on her. Every so often, she whispers into his ear, asking his permission to go on. In the end its her who loses patience, the sight of his body straining in the bonds, reddening beneath her blows is reigniting her lust for him. She drops the whip, pulling out the gag to kiss him, aggressively, possessively, taking his mouth with her tongue, while her hands drop to slowly run over his length. Mikasa undoes the chain, pulling Eren to the bed, pushing him to fall on his back, climbing on top of him and straddling his hips. She quickly reaches out to tie the chain to the headboard, restraining his hands, before sitting back and taking a moment to compose herself. Eren is still blinded, so he doesn’t see, just feels her fingers on him, straightening his member, before she sinks down, taking him in. The sudden heat and tightness is too much, a groan ripping from his throat, while she continues until he’s all the way in, buried deep inside her.

“Mistress, please, “, falls from him before she can start moving, “Let me see you, please. “

She’s too far gone to deny him, especially when he begs so nicely. Reaching out, she plugs the blindfold from him, bending down for another kiss.

“You can’t come before me, do you understand? “, she whispers against his lips.

He nods, clenching his fists. Satisfied, Mikasa sits back, slowly circling her hips, sighing as liquid pleasure pools in her abdomen. Soon she is rocking atop of him, their combined moans echoing from the walls. It’s a battle once more, and Eren fights as hard as he can, pushing back the tide of pleasure slowly winding up inside him as she rides him. Gritting his teeth, he holds, hoping it will be enough for her. He just makes it. Just before he is overcome, Mikasa screams, head tipping back, eyes rolling, her insides tightening around his length, the defined muscles of her abdomen clenching before him. Eren shouts, lost in his own release, coming inside her, the feeling better than any wild fantasy he ever had.

Exhausted, Mikasa collapses on his chest, panting, while he screws his eyes shut, collecting what little is left from his brain. After some time, she gathers enough strength to free him, and he wraps his arms around her, kissing the top of her head.

“Thank you, that was quite something. “

She looks up, radiant smile shining on her face.

“You liked it? “

He nods, smiling himself, before pressing a peck to her lips.

“You just made it very hard for me to come up with a better thing next time. “

She chuckles.

“I’m sure you’ll do good. “, she says, tracing a finger down his face, “I trained you well, didn’t I? “

He kisses the top of her finger.

“Yes mistress. “

Later, when they are both cleaned and lying in bed, this time to rest, he holds her close, whispering sweet nothingness into her ear, while she grins and hugs him back, the praise warming her inside and out. The next weekend couldn’t be here fast enough.

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Armin stretched his hands over his head, reclining in his chair, and let out a long satisfied sigh. He made quite a progress on his book today, a pleasant surprise. His mind was not the calmest place right now, considering the events of the last few days. His first meeting with Annie on Friday went pretty damn well, he showed her around the city, mentioning the main hubs of activity. In the end, when he walked her to her house, he mustered enough courage and asked her out again.

“So…. Y-You want to, like hang out again sometime? Together? “

She stared at him, the ice blue eyes not blinking, long enough to make his sweat.

“Id love to. “, she said finally, a tiny smile cracking her lips.

“Oh… W-What about M-Monday? You free? “

She nodded.

“It’s a date then. “, out of nowhere, she leaned closer and gave Armin a quick kiss on the cheek, before walking to her house.

“See you Monday. “, she said over her shoulder, disappearing through the door.

Armin was too stunned to respond, managing only half-hearted nod. The weekend went over in a quick haze of anticipation, the meeting approaching at an alarming rate. To kill time, he started working on the book again, getting through his writer’s block and finishing more chapters than he hoped to have done by the end of the month. Glancing on the clock, he saw that he still had a few hours before the date, and he didn’t feel like working anymore. Perhaps he could grab a bite with Eren if the latter was free. Picking up his phone, he dialed his friend’s number.

“Hey Eren, how you doing? “

The other end of the line was silent. So he tried again.

“Eren? You there? “

“Hm. “

Was he interrupting something?

“Something wrong? “

“Nah. “

Right then.

“I just wanted to ask if you want to go out and grab something to eat. “

“Can’t. “

Armin shook his head, not understanding what was going on.

“Right then. Sorry to bother you. Ill talk to you later. “

“Bye. “

Hanging up, he furrowed his brow. Something was definitely out of ordinary with his best friend.

Eren heard Armin hang up, putting the phone back into his pocket and letting his head fall against the chair with a groan. He didn’t want to be rude to him, but fuck, he just couldn’t talk. His jaw ached like crazy and his tongue felt like a dead weight in his mouth. To his pleasant surprise, Mikasa seemed to slip into her dominatrix role more and more comfortably, and damn she was demanding. A weekend spent in her power had a certain side effects. Luckily, the surgeons had a meeting this morning, so he could just sit with his mouth shut and nod to everything the others said. After that, he retreated to grab a cup of coffee before his shift started, hoping to work the ache out. Eren’s quiet musing was interrupted by a sound of door opening, another person entering the common room in the hospital. Ymir nodded to him, grabbing her own beverage and sitting across, her eyes studying him.

“You were awfully quiet this morning Yeager. “

He shrugged, swirling his cup.

“What’s wrong, cat got your tongue? “, she chuckled.

If she only knew.

“Nah, my mouth is just tired. “

Ymir arched an eyebrow.

“Your mouth is tired? How did that happen? “

Eren’s brain started furiously searching for an answer, anything else than saying that his tongue spent the weekend being abused by his girlfriend, and he loved every second of it.

“Karaoke. “

She didn’t look convinced.

“Karaoke? “

He nodded.

“Yea, I took Mikasa out to sing. It was fun, but we’ve overdone it a bit. “

Not even bothering to answer, Ymir reached out and hooked a finger around the collar of his shirt, pulling it down to expose the rows of bitemarks on his neck. He groaned as she laughed, letting go of the fabric and sitting back in her chair.

“Karaoke? “, she said in a mocking voice.

Eren stood, red faced, and left the common room. His shift was starting soon anyway.

Being so rudely ditched by his best friend, Armin had a bright idea. He was meeting Annie later today, and he wanted to make the best impression possible. And he knew a person that might now something that will impress her. Grabbing his phone again, he called Mikasa. No one picked up for a long time, but just as he was about to hang up, she answered.

“Y-Yes? “, her voice was laced with sleep, letting him know that just a few seconds ago she was in the dreamland.

“Mikasa? Did I wake you? “, he checked the clock again, “Its 12 AM! “

“Yea? “, she yawned, he could almost hear her stretching. “I was just tired, so I’m resting. “

“Long night? “

“More like long and satisfying weekend. “, she chuckled, “Exhausting too. “

“What was so exhausting? “, Armin furrowed his brows, trying hard to imagine any kind of physical activity that would exhaust the human machine that she was.

“I-I... “, she stammered, suddenly sounding a bit embarrassed. “I exercised! A lot. “

Armin rubbed his forehead, deciding not to question the nature of the so-called exercise.

“Right. Anyway, you want to grab a bite? I’d like to talk to you. “

He could hear the sheets rustle as she turned over, sighing.

“I don’t really feel like eating, but we could get a coffee. “, she yawned again. “I got to take a nap first, I’m still beat. “

“Right, just give me a call when you wake. Later Mikasa. “

The line disconnected. Armin chuckled, looking at the computer screen in front of him. Looks like he still had to work for a while. A few hours later, he was waiting for her outside of a coffee shop, nervously checking his watch. The nap she took lasted longer than he expected, and the meeting with Annie was drawing closer and closer. Finally, he saw her approaching, the tell-tale red scarf wrapped around her neck. Waving, he went to meet her, only to stop and furrow his brow. Armin was never a very huge man, but he didn’t remember her being this tall. When she came closer, his question got answered, but another one took its place.

“Mikasa, are you wearing heels? “

She shrugged, looking down at her feet. She was wearing a pair. A quite delicate black one.

“What’s wrong with me wearing heels? “, she asked.

“N-Nothing, it looks good on you. It’s just, in the years we know each other, this is the first time I see you in this kind of shoes. “

Her face reddened all of a sudden as she nuzzled into her scarf.

“I-I just want to try it out, that’s all. And these are really pretty. “

“Yea, they are really beautiful. “, said Armin. Why was everyone acting so weird today?

“Anyway, I don’t think you asked me to come to discuss my choice of footwear, so what do you want to talk about? “, she asked, regaining some composure.

A few minutes later, they were sitting inside, both holding cups of coffee as Armin wrestled with the task of asking Mikasa about the girl she looked like she hated. The girl he seemed to be developing really strong feelings for.

“So, how’s life? “

Mikasa gave him a dead-stare.

“How about you cut the bullshit. “

Right, that went well.

“Ok, ok. I just wanted to ask about... you know… Annie? “

She almost choked on her coffee.

“Annie? Why would you ask about that she-devil? “

Armin shrank in his chair, facing the full wrath of Mikasa Ackerman was no joke.

“Well…I… “, he cleared his throat, “Hypothetically speaking, I might or might not have a date with her later today. “

She groaned, thumping her head on the table.

“Why? What’s wrong with you? She’s just an angry bag of muscle, nothing else. “

Armin couldn’t hold back his grin.

“Look who’s speaking. “

“Point taken. “, she grimaced, sitting back in her chair, a thoughtful expression on her face.

“I don’t know if I can really help you, we studied her fighting style, not her lifestyle. “

“Come on, I’m totally in the dark here. “, Armin spread his hands, pleading.

“You could always ask what she likes, you know, you kind of have a date with her. “, Mikasa shrugged, unaffected.

“But that’s lame! “, Armin groaned, “Please, you must know something. “

She tapped her chin, wearing her best thinking face.

“Well, not that I think about, I heard something. She seems to enjoy history if I’m not mistaken. “

Armin’s heart jumped upon hearing that, he loved history himself. That also meant that he could take her to the local museum, a place he himself enjoyed visiting very much. Quickly checking his watch, he stood up.

“Thanks, Mikasa, you are a lifesaver, I could kiss you right now! “

She grinned, flashing the ring on her finger.

“Id advise against that, Eren can be unfairly jealous sometimes. But ill take you paying for my coffee as a suitable replacement. “

Armin fished in his wallet for the money, setting it on the table and saying his goodbyes to her before walking out. He was cutting it close already, and he didn’t want to be late. Arriving at the place, he saw her already standing there. What a start.

“Hi, sorry I’m late. “

She looked up, that tiny smile on her lips again.

“You aren’t. I just came early. “

Oh.

“O-Okay, I was just thinking, do you want to go to the museum with me? “

A pause. A sudden fear gripped him. What if Mikasa was making fun of him? What if this was an elaborate bait, designed to prevent her friend from dating her mortal enemy? Annie took a breath, while Armin felt like crumbling on the spot.

“I’d love that. “

The stone that fell from his shoulders was massive. Smiling, he gestured for her to follow as he started walking to the museum. It was a massive success. Annie really seemed to genuinely enjoy history, so the conversation between them flowed beautifully. She knew a lot about the civil war, and overall seemed interested in military and wars, a subject Armin was well-versed in. Time seemed to fly as they just walked around, enjoying each other’s company, until the cold breeze reminded them that it’s gotten pretty late.

“How about a coffee? “, Armin asked, rubbing his hands together.

With a nod from Annie, they walked over to the nearest shop. Just as they rounded the corner, Armin noticed something that made him stop and grab her by the arm, pulling her back. She staggered, her brow furrowing as she looked at him, question in her eyes.

“What’s wrong? “

He peeked around the corner, making sure that the image he saw was real.

“Look, don’t you see? “

She took a peek herself, before shaking her head.

“I still feel like I’m missing something. “

“That guy, with the black hair, don’t you recognize him? “

She looked again, realization dawning on her face.

“That’s Mikasa’s trainer! What’s his name, Louis? “

“Levi. “, Armin did his best not to laugh.

Annie arched an eyebrow on him.

“And we are hiding because you are afraid of him? “

Armin felt his cheeks redden.

“I’m not afraid of him! But look, he’s not alone. “

Across from the short man, there was a very disheveled looking woman, with brown hair pulled into a messy ponytail and glasses sitting on her nose. She was talking about something, gesturing wildly with her cup, while he listened intently with a smile on his face. Now that was a sight Armin didn’t see before. Levi smiling. Annie looked back, clearly still out of the loop.

“I hate to break it to you Armin, but he is a grown man, there is nothing weird about him having a female company. “

“No, you don’t understand. “, Armin shook his head, “He never had anyone. Like ever. That’s why its so weird. “

Patting his pockets, he pulled out his phone.

“I have to take a photo for Mikasa, otherwise she won’t believe me. “

“So, you want to take a photo of the man you are scared of, having a date with someone he tried very hard to hide from you all. Do you realize that he might not be very pleased when he finds out you photographed him here? “

Armin let his hand fall, Annie had a point. But then a genius idea struck him.

“Let’s take a selfie! “

She was looking even more confused now.

“And why would we do that? “

“Because that way I can’t get blamed for this. We take a selfie, and completely by accident, we catch him and his mysterious woman in the background. Nothing can go wrong. “

She groaned but agreed. Trying to look as casual as possible, Armin carefully positioned himself and Annie to stand just right, so he could see the secret date right over her left shoulder. Satisfied, he snapped the photo, grinning wide. After getting a coffee in a different shop, they slowly walked back over to her house, because he insisted that he’ll accompany her. What a gentleman. When they finally reached her door, he was knitting together what to say, but his thoughts got interrupted when she leaned closer and kissed him, full on the mouth this time. Taken aback, it took him a moment to fully give in, moving his lips alongside hers, a warmth spreading through his entire being.

“I really enjoyed tonight. You want to go out again sometime soon? “, she asked when they separated, her eyes sparkling.

Out of breath, all he could do was nod. She smiled again before turning and leaving, his thoughts slowly catching up.

“Ill call you! “, he shouted after her.

She gave him a last wink over her shoulder, before slipping through the door. As Armin walked back to his house, the night was feeling strangely warm. The date went great, and now he had the mystery of Levi’s mysterious companion to crack.

Life was good.

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“You’ll have to tell her about me one day anyway, you know. If Mikasa is half as smart as you are describing her, she has a hunch by now. “

Levi groaned, turning on his side and doing his best to ignore Hange’s comment. She chuckled, slapping his bicep, stood up from the bed and stretched before heading to the bathroom. He knew she was right, he couldn’t keep her as a secret forever. But how was he supposed to do it? What was she to him anyway?

They met in his gym, of course, he spent most of his waking hours there. Seeing her using one of the machines, he noticed that her form was wrong, and as a mindful owner, went to fix it for her. They ended up talking, which led to a coffee invitation, the meeting ultimately resulting in a night spent together. Levi remembered lying in her bed, with her snoring right next to him, deciding if he should slip out or stay. He stayed in the end, because Levi Ackerman is not a man to run from his troubles. He didn’t want a relationship or anything, he didn’t have time for shit like that. All he had to do was tell her in the morning, right? It went far better than expected. She said she wasn’t looking for anything serious either but didn’t mind if they could just have some fun together sometime. That’s how they ended up. She visited his gym about two times a week, and when either of them felt like having a company they asked the other one out for coffee, which usually led to spending the night together.

After a few of these “dates”, Levi found out that he likes Hange even outside the bedroom. She was friendly, smart, funny and could always lighten up his mood. And she loved talking. He could just sit and nod while she went on endlessly about her job, colleagues or personal matters. He liked their time together, very much in fact. This arrangement they had was about as comfortable as it could get, and neither of them made any moves to change it.

“And how am I supposed to introduce you? “, he called after her, “Hey Mikasa, this is my friend Hange, she’s a research worker who never shuts up. Oh, and by the way, we are fucking for about a year already. “

He heard her laugh from behind the closed doors, but she didn’t bother to answer. Levi grumbled, crossing his arms on his chest as he tried to somehow find a way to bring Hange into his very tight circle of friends without sounding like a total asshole. She wasn’t really pressuring him to tell anyone, but honestly, he felt like he should. He heard the door click as she emerged, fully dressed, heading to the exit.

“Ill see you in the gym, okay? “, she called over her shoulder.

And just like that, she was gone.

Eren felt like he could just fall on his face and sleep for a week. His shift in the hospital was incredibly exhausting today. Three different surgeries, with a number of other patients he had to check up on left him feeling completely drained. Finally home, he dragged himself to the living room to find Mikasa seated on the couch, watching some movie, dressed only in one of his older shirts. He really enjoyed her wearing them, mostly because he was only a few centimeters taller, which meant that those borrowed pieces of clothing ended up about halfway on her ass, giving him a great view of the rest. But right now, he was way too beat to even feel aroused. Collapsing face first next to her, he let the cushions muffle his relaxed sigh on finally having something soft pressed to his face. He heard her shuffle a bit, and then she pulled him closer, resting his head to her lap. This feels ever better than pillows, he thought to himself as he nuzzled his face into the warm skin of her upper thighs, feeling so relaxed that he could melt. This only intensified as her fingers started threading through his hair, gently scratching the scalp. Mikasa didn’t ask him anything, knowing that right now, all he wanted to do was sleep.

Their silent moment was interrupted by her phone, which buzzed loudly. Shooting him an apologetic smile, she picked it up one-handed, continuing the soothing movements with the other hand.

“Oh my god, Eren, you are not going to believe this. “

He grunted, reaching out with his arms and wrapping them around her midriff, pulling himself closer. Right now, he couldn’t really give a shit even if the third world war would start.

“Armin was out with Annie and they saw Levi on a date with someone! This is insane! I have never seen him dating anyone. What do you think? Eren? “

The lack of response finally made her look down. He was sleeping, quite peacefully, resting on her thighs with arms around her torso. Mikasa sighed, put down the phone, carefully climbing from under him, taking great care not to wake him. Once free, she picked him up, and made her way towards their bedroom. Eren was grumbling about something, drooling a bit onto her, well technically his, shirt, but didn’t wake. In the bedroom, she undressed him, putting him to the bed. Once he was safely tucked in she climbed in after him, hugging him from behind and pressing a light kiss to his nape, closing her eyes. Eren is definitely not going to believe her tomorrow.

Luckily, Armin sent her the photo as a proof.

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“Can you just tell me what are we doing again? “, Eren called from his place, where he was lying sprawled on the bed, watching the ceiling.

“I already told you like five times already, “, Mikasa answered from the bathroom, “Don’t make me say it again. “

He laughed sitting up, running a hand through his ruffled hair.

“But I still can’t believe it. Baby please, for the last time. “

She sighed, he could act like such a kid sometimes.

“We are going to a club, with Levi and his girlfriend, who he wants to introduce to us. Satisfied? “

“Double date with Levi. “, he fell back to the sheets, laughing, “Now that’s an event I thought ill never live to see. “

Mikasa frowned at her reflection in the mirror, deciding if she should try and put on some make-up. Her hair was growing out again, she noticed, reaching almost to her shoulders. She should cut it, in the fights it was getting in the way. Plus, she liked having short hair, Eren can be the one with the glorious mane in their relationship. Exiting the bathroom, she saw him sit up again, looking at her.

“What do you think? “, she asked, making a quick turn so he can see her from all angles.

She wasn’t really wearing anything special, a short dress and those black heels she bought few weeks back. Due to her lack of skill in make-up, she decided to just apply some lipstick and leave it at that. Eren’s eyes widened a bit, as he swallowed, looking her over.

“I think that calling you beautiful would be an understatement. “

She frowned at him, but secretly felt pleased.

“Flatterer. “

He laughed, standing up and walking over to her, putting his hands around her waist.

“So, do we really have to go there? Now that I saw you, id really like if we could stay home and spend the evening together, just the two of us. “

“Come on Eren, don’t tell me that you don’t want to see the mysterious woman that captured my brother’s heart? “

She felt his hands slowly itch downward, until he could grab her ass playfully, kissing her neck.

“To get a piece of this? Sure! “

Mikasa swatted his hands away, laughing as she walked over to the door.

“Don’t be such a party pooper. Come on. “, she threw him a look over her shoulder, “If you behave, you might get a piece of it later. “

He grunted but followed. The evening couldn’t be done fast enough.

“This was a mistake. “

Hange clicked her tongue, frowning at him over the rims of her glasses.

“They are not even here, and you are already grumpy. Someone pissed in your coffee this morning? “

Levi grumbled, looking at the bottom of his glass. He still didn’t know why he organized this. The time was long overdue, he knew that, but ever since he called Mikasa to invite her and that boyfriend of hers to come and meet Hange, his mood was getting progressively shittier. The loud music was slowly getting on his nerves, the drinks were expensive, the people were awfully touchy-feely on the dancefloor and the bartender looked like he was on drugs.

“I don’t know why we just couldn’t get this done over a coffee or something. This whole introduction could be done in five minutes. “

“Oh, come on, I want to talk them! Mikasa sounds like a super sweet girl, and Eren is a medical prodigy, our research center is in business with the hospital he’s working at, and all I hear about him is praise. Unless you are the one talking about him of course, then he is the most boring human being, and your sister is throwing away her future by dating him. Did I get it right? “

“More or less. “

Levi didn’t really have anything against the boy in particular, he was just a bit overprotective about Mikasa. He chuckled when he remembered the first time she brought him home. He threatened to cut Eren’s balls off if he ever made her cry, and possibly partly because of that, he never saw her sad when she was with him. His musings were interrupted by a familiar voice calling his name. Looking up, he saw Mikasa dragging Eren by the hand through the club, expertly finding her way between the other people.

“Hey Levi, so sorry we are late. “, she smiled brightly, offering her hand to Hange, “So you must be the mysterious woman! “

“I am Hange. Levi told me so much about you Mikasa, and you Eren. I’m so happy I finally get to meet you both! “, she answered, taking the offered hand and shaking it, “Damn, you got quite a grip! “

“You have no idea. “, said Eren, offering his own hand.

Sitting down, Hange took a deep breath, smiling broadly at the newcomers.

“I have so many questions, I don’t even know where to begin! “

The conversation flowed both ways, with Mikasa and Hange getting to know each other, Eren chiming in from time to time. Levi sat quietly, listening, drinking a glass after glass in a hope to dull his senses enough to ignore the club that was surrounding him. Sitting here, he was quickly reminded just how much he didn’t like places like this. The others seemed to be enjoying themselves though. As the night went on and more drinks were consumed, the questions were bolder and bolder, with a lot of stupid laughter on both sides. Suddenly, Mikasa stood up, pulling Eren to his feet and towards the dance floor. Hange looked over at the slumped silhouette of her partner, chuckling.

“I guess you won’t ask me for a dance, will you. “

“I’m sorry, but no. This is not for me. You go have fun if you want to, I don’t mind. “

She reached out, ruffling his hair affectionately. She knew that Levi was very anti-social and that even coming here tonight was a sacrifice from his part.

“I’m just going to grab a drink “, she said, standing up and swaying on her feet dangerously. “Maybe one without alcohol for a change. “

Eren was having a lot of fun. The mysterious woman turned out to be a great person, quick to laugh and joke, even at her own expense. And she loved to talk, effortlessly filling the void that Levi’s silence created. Now, he was on the dance floor with his fiancé, feeling like the night can’t get any better. Neither of them really knew how to dance, so they kind of grinded against each other, creating a very pleasurable friction between themselves. Just as he was getting warmed up, a hand tapped on his shoulder, making him turn away.

“Partner change! “, Hange called, quickly taking his place next to very confused Mikasa.

Looking around, Eren saw Levi sitting by himself at the booth, staring into his glass.

“Go talk to him, will you? I have a feeling he might share something he would never say sober. “, she said, winking at him over her glasses.

Feeling very cheated, he made his way back to their table, sitting down. Levi looked up, eyes narrowing as he tried to focus on his face. He seemed really drunk.

“Why aren’t you dancing? “, he asked, slowly formulating the words.

“Your girl stole my girl, so I just figured ill rest my legs a bit. “, Eren said, leaning back in his chair. “Not like I can match Mikasa’s stamina anyway. “

Levi nodded slowly, returning his gaze to his glass and turning it over in his hands. He started speaking, carefully picking out the words to make sure that the alcohol in his system won’t affect what he was trying to convey.

“Listen, Eren, I want to tell you something. I want to, err, apologize for my behavior when we first met. Hell, I never really acted nice towards you, even when you gave me no reason to be angry at you. I was just afraid that you might break Mikasa’s heart, she never was in love before. But you make her happy, and I never really appreciated that. “

He looked up, finding the raven-haired girl on the dance floor, trying to teach some moves to Hange, which looked suspiciously close to self-defense. She was red-faced, laughing as the older woman tried and failed to follow her instructions and, lacking her strength and agility, ended up sprawled on the floor.

“Never in my life I’ve seen her smile and laugh so much. I tried so hard to make her happy, but she was always so serious, I couldn’t make her forget what happened. But you did it. “, Levi fidgeted with his glass, “What I’m trying to say, is that whatever you are doing with her, just please keep doing it. “

Eren had honestly no idea how to respond, praise was the last thing he expected from the short man.

“T-Thank you sir. I swear I will do all in my power to keep her as happy as possible. “, he smiled, “I love her. “

Levi nodded, feeling satisfied with the answer.

“You should go and rescue her from Hange’s clutches, Yeager, before she kidnaps her home. “

Eren stood, looking over to the pair of them.

“I don’t think that anyone is physically able to kidnap Mikasa. “

A few seconds after he left, red-faced Hange stumbled back to the table, gasping for breath. Grabbing her glass, she quickly emptied it, shooting Levi a smile.

“That was fun. But my dance partner got stolen away, some guy came claiming that he is her fiancé, would you believe it? “

Levi chuckled, draping an arm over his partner’s shoulders.

“I’m glad you had fun. “

“I sure did. “, she yawned, stretching her hands over her head, “But I’m beat. We should cut it out and head home. “

Levi nodded, feeling drunk enough to leave himself. Squinting, he tried to find Eren and Mikasa on the dance floor, but he couldn’t see them.

“Where are they? “

“Last I saw, she was dragging him somewhere to the back. “, she smiled, “I possibly gave her a few ideas. “

“So, you want to pay for our drinks and go? “

“We could do that, “she said, eyes twinkling, “Or we could sneak out and leave the whole bill for Eren to pay. “

“Jesus. “, he said, looking at her, “You are serious, aren’t you? “

She nodded.

No one saw them leave.

The night was getting progressively better. Eren never imagined in his wildest dreams that his usually coy girlfriend would drag him to a bathroom stall and start making out with him. He didn’t mind, but he also didn’t want her to do something she would regret later. Breaking from her lips, he collected his jumbled thoughts enough to talk.

“Mikasa wait. You realize what you are doing, right? “

She leaned back, tapping her finger to her chin.

“I don’t know Eren, “, her hips pressed into his, making him hiss. “What does it look like? “

“You want to have sex in a club? “, he arched an eyebrow, “I’m not complaining, but its just not like you very much. “

“I’m drunk, horny, and that dancing did nothing to satisfy it. What’s wrong with getting freaky once in a while? “

He grinned, sliding his hands down to her ass.

“Not a thing. “

She angled his face to hers again, kissing him wildly while his hands slid under her dress to grope her. After some time, she reached down, undoing his fly and finally freeing his straining member. She stood, nudging her panties aside enough to slide him in, sitting back down on his lap with a moan. His own head fell back when he felt her envelop him, knocking on the wall. Her hips started circling, as they muffled each other’s sound with their kiss, working towards their peaks. Even drunk as he was, he wanted her to be satisfied, slipping a hand beneath the hem of her dress and under her panties, pressing two fingers to her clit, speeding her up. After getting so worked up during their dance, he felt that this wasn’t going to be his longest performance. Luckily for him, she was about as aroused as he was, and soon her body started betraying her, giving him the signs, he was looking for. Bucking against her, he sped up his hand, pulling her over the edge. Only after she collapsed against his chest, he allowed himself to come, biting her shoulder to keep quiet.

“Crazy enough for you? “, he asked, brushing some strands from her eyes.

She chuckled, standing up and fixing her underwear, her legs unsteady.

“Let’s get out of here. “

When they found out that Levi and Hange had bailed already, and left them the bill to pay as well, Eren couldn’t hold back his laughter. He paid, shaking his head.

“Seems like I got fucked today, didn’t I? “, he said, winking at her.

Mikasa punched him in the shoulder.

The ride back was quiet, both of them properly tired. Once home, they took a shower together, before climbing to the bed. Seeing her walking in front of him in his t-shirt, it reignited the old question he had. Normally, he wouldn’t ask, but now he was the right amount of drunk and tired that his mental barriers just didn’t exist.

“Mikasa? “

She groaned in reply, too tired to talk.

“I want to ask you something, and please don’t laugh, I’m serious. “

She propped herself on her forearms, looking into his eyes. He was biting his lip, ears red. Whatever he was about to say, he seemed a bit ashamed by it.

“I’m listening. “

She felt his hands, glide down her back before they rested on her ass, giving it a light squeeze.

“Would you be willing to give me the piece of that? “

She frowned, confused.

“I thought we already took care of that back in the club. “

“No, that’s not what I mean. “

He gave her another squeeze, gaze expectant. She slowly pierced one and one together, eyebrows arching up as she realized what he was implying.

“Oh, you mean like, err, ass stuff? “

“Yea, ass stuff. “, he said, chuckling.

Chewing her bottom lip, she turned the question over in her head. Truth be told, she thought about it a few times herself, but never acted on it. But what was there to lose? They both thoroughly enjoyed the stuff they did together, what was the worst that could happen? If she didn’t like it, all she had to do was say it, and he would back off, she knew that. Then a recent discovery sprang in her mind, and she smiled, plan forming.

“Let’s make a deal then, Eren. Ill let you do butt stuff to me if you will let me do the same to you. “

His face reddened even more, eyes widening.

“Now now, “, she said, wiggling her finger at him, “Don’t play coy with me. I saw the stuff you bought, you did think about it, didn’t you? “

He nodded, slowly.

“You know what they say, what’s wrong with getting freaky once in a while, right? “, he laughed nervously, averting his gaze.

“Hey, “she grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at her, “I’m not judging, ok? I’m as perverted as you are. So, you want to do this? “

He swallowed, nodding again.

“Right then. “, she said, yawning and lying back down. “We have a deal. “

“You drive a hard bargain lady.“, he said, which made them both giggle violently.

This is going to be fun.

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“No! Fuck! “

Eren backed off from the operating table, staring in disbelief on the heap of blood and skin that laid atop of it. The heap which just a few minutes ago was a young girl, who he was supposed to save. On the other side of the room, Ymir sighed, dropping her eyes. The silence in the room was deafening, disturbed only by the sound of the heart monitor. Flatlining. He looked around wildly, hoping that someone, anyone will do something to stop this, to save the girl, but no one moved, because there was nothing that could be done. Not anymore.

“Eren, you have to declare the time of death. “, Ymir said, eyes above the surgical mask looking straight at him.

He stared back, not believing what he heard.

“What? No! We can save her! Come on, we have to… “

“Eren. Stop. She’s gone. We have done what we could, but it’s over. Now declare the time of death. “

He looked down at his bloodstained gloves, and then back to the body lying in front of him. No, she’s wrong. There must be something he can do. He was supposed to be the miracle worker, the one who could prevent anyone from dying. The cold reality, that sometimes even he couldn’t do anything, was like an icy shower, one which he didn’t like at all.

“Dr. Yeager! “, Ymir’s voice woke him from his trance, “The time of death. Now! “

Slowly, like in a dream, he checked the clock hanging on the wall.

“I-Its… T-The t-time of death is… “, he swallowed, trying to work the terrible words around the lump in his throat. “The time of death is three A.M., t-thirty… Thirty minutes. “

She nodded, satisfied. And he couldn’t take it anymore. Stumbling away from her, away from his failure, away from all the blood, he almost ran out of the operating theater. Shedding away his bloodied gloves and mask, tugging the cover off his hair, he crossed the hospital corridors to the common room. Once he arrived, he grabbed a cup of coffee, but his hands were shaking so much that most of it ended on the floor anyway. Collapsing down on one of the chairs, he dropped his head to his hands, staring at the table. How could this happen? He replayed the whole surgery in his head, trying to find a fault, a mistake he made. But he just couldn’t see it. Hearing footsteps coming closer, he looked up to see Ymir, who sat down next to him, putting her hand on his shoulder.

“You ok? “

“Ymir, I... I don’t understand. What did I do wrong? “

She sighed, shaking her head.

“We didn’t do anything wrong. The surgery was risky at best, her internal organs were failing by the time we got her on the table. We all did our best, Eren, we just couldn’t have saved her. “

“There must be something we could have done. She was so young, this... this is not fair. “

“Life is not fair. “, she shrugged, “We did our best, it wasn’t enough. Tough luck. “

Eren didn’t understand how she could be so calm. He personally felt like a wreck. Yet he knew that she was right. Everyone lost patients sometime, there were injuries and sicknesses beyond what the modern medicine could save. But somehow, he kept hoping that he would be spared of this reality. Ymir stood up, offering a tiny smile.

“Get changed and go home. You are in no condition to stay here. “

“B-But I can’t. My shift is not done! “

“Your hands are shaking; do you really want to treat patients like this? “, she shook her head, “Go, before I tell Erwin to have security drag you outside. “

She left, leaving him alone with his guilt, with the cold fingers that were gripping his insides. Slowly, he stood up, and left for the changing room, dragging his feet. Even in the shower, with water beating down on him, he couldn’t stop thinking about the girl. He must have missed something, this was his fault. He was the one who cut her open, hoping to cure her. And he killed her instead. Whole body trembling, he exited the shower and dressed, walking to the parking lot. The hospital was busy, even in this ungodly hour. Nurses and doctors streamed past him, the patients were sitting around, waiting their turn. No one spared him a second glance. How could they ignore him, with the blood he carried on his hands? Finally getting to his car, he sat down behind the steering wheel, trying to control his breathing. The shaking of his hands was so bad that he didn’t even trust himself to drive. Taking a deep breath, he tried to calm himself, tried to banish the thoughts from his head, suppress them. It took him about fifteen minutes before he could control himself enough to drive, leaving the parking lot and the hospital behind, following the familiar illuminated roads to his house.

Pulling in the driveway, he left the car, the cold air of night hitting him right in the face. It helped him regain some kind of composure, and he pulled himself upright, crossing the short distance to his door. Once there, he remembered that Mikasa was most likely sleeping, so he slipped in as silently as possible, doing his best not to wake her. Once inside however, the walk to their bedroom was just too much for him. Everything came crashing down, all the things he pushed back so he could get home safely, tearing him apart at once. He collapsed on the couch, trembling, hiding his face in his hands again, whole body curling into a ball. How could he let this happen? She was twelve years old, had a whole life in front of her. And he let her down, her blood was on his hands. Ymir surely lied to him, plain and simple, trying to make him feel better, he didn’t deserve any of it. His eyes were starting to get wet, and before he realized it, he was crying, sobs wracking his body. He tried being as silent as possible, not wanting to wake her up, but she was always a light sleeper.

He didn’t even hear her coming, but suddenly a hand wrapped around him, rubbing small circles into his back. Looking up, he saw her kneeling next to the couch, understanding on her face.

“What happened? “, she asked, her voice soft.

She knew the answer, even before he said it, there was just one thing that could hurt Eren as deep as this.

“I-I killed her, Mikasa. “, he looked down at his hands, surprised that they were clean and not bloodied, “I’m a murderer. “

She didn’t say anything, just sat down next to him, and pulled him to her lap, letting him rest his head on her chest. Eren hugged her close, closing his eyes, the warmth from her slowly melting the ice in his insides.

“It’s okay, just let it out. “, she whispered, stroking his hair.

He broke.

The tears came unmuffled now, streaking down his face and into her shirt, completely soaking it. And he knew he should be able to handle this better, but he just couldn’t. Such a young life, ending beneath his hands was just too much for him to take. Mikasa kept silent, her fingers gently scratching his scalp, offering the silent support he needed so much right now. Eren didn’t know how long he cried, but in the end his eyes dried, and the tremble faded, allowing him to lift his head from her chest, sniffing.

“Thank you. I-I really needed this. “

She nodded, leaning in and giving him a small peck on the lips.

“Anytime Eren. You can always lean on me when you need it. “

“I soaked your shirt, I’m sorry. “

“Oh, I don’t mind. “, she smiled, “Its one of yours anyway. “

Laughing, he stood up, pulling her to her feet and giving her a proper kiss, leaning his forehead against hers afterwards.

“Let’s go to bed. “

After she changed from her wet attire to a new one, they climbed under covers, holding each other, and he told her everything. She listened, and afterwards kissed him and told him that he did his best. And he believed her. When she fell asleep, he stayed up, listening to her breathing and stroking her hair, and he wondered what he ever did to deserve someone like her in his life. And he promised, to the silence around him and the darkness outside, that he will treasure her always, because she deserved that and so much more.

Forever.

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Eren has never attended a more awkward dinner. Who even had that incredibly bright idea of him and Armin taking their girlfriends out together? Now Mikasa and Annie were both trying their hardest to throw a look as poisonous as possible at each other. He couldn’t even begin to imagine what would the atmosphere be like if he didn’t have the amazing notion to ask Ymir to come along.

“What’s the catch? “, she wanted to know, when he proposed that she joins them.

“What catch? “, he said, trying to look as innocent as possible.

She tapped a finger on her chin, thinking.

“All right, ill come if you are paying. “

He groaned, but inside he was jumping with joy.

“Oh, and is it okay if I bring my girlfriend? “

Eren grinned and nodded, feeling that maybe the evening won’t be such a failure after all.

Now Ymir and Krista were the only ones looking relaxed, shooting jokes left and right and overall doing their best to prevent the two fighters from clawing each other’s eyes out. The small blonde girl was a delight, energetic and quick to laugh, always wearing a smile. Ymir told them that she worked in the hospital archives, which gave her a nickname, Historia. The petite woman groaned at that, punching her girlfriend in the arm, but everyone else was laughing. As the evening dragged, Eren did his best to try and make peace between Mikasa and Annie, but to no avail. Any attempt to make them talk to each other was met with refusals and glares, so eventually he just gave up and enjoyed himself. Armin, Ymir and Krista were a great company on their own, if Mikasa intends to brood all night, she can do it by herself.

It was dark when they got out of the restaurant, the street lights illuminating the world around them.

“Are you sure you want to head home? “, Ymir asked, spinning the laughing Krista around, “Because we are going dancing, and you are most welcome to come along. “

A quick look at his fiancé gave Eren the answer.

“I’m sorry, but I’m super tired, “, he feigned a yawn, “You two enjoy yourselves! “

Saying their goodbyes, the girls left to continue with their night while the four of them remained standing awkwardly around. Just as Armin was about to say his own goodbye and take Annie away, a new voice cut into the silence.

“Yeager? Eren Yeager? “

He turned around, seeing that the speaker was a man in a long trench coat, with an unkept appearance and unshaved face, blinking into the light.

“Yes? “, he answered, curious what he might want with him.

Several things happened at once. The stranger pulled out a gun from his pocket, aiming it at Eren. Noticing that, Armin let out a high-pitched scream, alerting Annie on the situation. With the distance to the shooter being too long, the blonde girl did the only thing she could. She jumped in the way of the bullet. The shot hit her in the stomach, and she doubled over in pain, clutching her side. The attacker, clearly surprised, tried a second shot, but it was too late. The small amount of time Annie bought was enough for Mikasa to react, and she jumped the man, trying to disarm him. The second gunshot rang, the bullet aiming for her instead, grazing her cheek and leaving a burning trail behind. Then she was on him, crashing into his body and knocking them both to the ground, the weapon flying from his hands. Eren blinked, waking up from the trance the first shot put him in, running to Annie and kneeling next to her. She was breathing hard, her face distorted in agony, but she didn’t make a sound.

“Let me see, “, he said, pulling her shirt up to check the wound.

Putting his hand on the other side of her body, he was relieved to feel his fingers come away sticky.

“It’s a clear shot Annie, the bullet went right out. “

She nodded, her jaw clenched tight against the pain.

“You will be ok, keep pushing on the wound to limit the bleeding. “

Looking up, he saw that Armin was already on the phone, getting the ambulance and cops to come as soon as possible. But when he looked at Mikasa, another problem arose. She had an arm around the shooter’s throat, pulling hard, choking any air out of him. Her eyes were dark with something he never saw before, rage and hatred burning in them. Fuck, she is going to kill him. He stood and quickly ran over to her, putting an arm on her shoulder. Her head raised, she locked eyes with him, and for a second Eren was afraid that she is going to jump him next, before realization dawned in them.

“Mika, baby, please let him breathe. You can’t kill him, that’s not justice. Leave him to the cops. “

She nodded, slowly, and eased her hold, letting him suck in a breath, coughing. His head twisted around enough to look at Eren, incredible hurt in his gaze.

“You killed her you bastard. You killed my girl. “

Realization dawned on Eren. This must be the father of the girl that died on his table a few days back, the one with severe internal failures. The one he failed to save. A lump rose in his throat, as the old agony resurfaced, clutching his heart in icy fingers again. The man wanted to say more, but Mikasa grabbed his hair and smashed his face into the cobblestones, knocking him out. She stood up and hugged him without saying a word. Just as he buried his face in her shoulder, he heard the sirens coming.

“The shot went straight through, we treated the wound and put her in bed, the best we can do now is to let her rest and heal. “, the doctor looked up from the papers, offering them a tired smile. “We expect a full recovery. “

Eren nodded, feeling relieved. They were sitting in the waiting room in the hospital while Annie was in surgery, looking forward to the news. She was not the only one hurt however. Mikasa had a cut on her cheek, right below the eye where the bullet grazed her. Eren cleared it and stitched it, happy to see that it wasn’t very deep. She will have quite a scar, that was for sure. Yet her physical condition was not his biggest concern right now. Ever since the adrenaline in her died down, he could see her becoming more and more tense, clutching his hand tighter. He rubbed her shoulder, kissing her temple, trying to get her to calm down.

“You need anything? “

She shook her head.

“I just want to go home. “

“I just need to fill in some paperwork to make sure Annie get the best treatment possible. Can you wait here with Armin? “

She nodded, reluctantly letting go of him. He walked away at a brisk pace, wanting to be reunited with her as soon as possible. Armin stood as well, saying that he needs to pick up some coffee, leaving her alone for a moment. Suddenly a door opened, and a nurse walked out, and through the crack Mikasa could see Annie, laying in the bed seemingly asleep. Standing up, she walked inside the room, crossing the distance to her. She looked so vulnerable, with machines beeping and tube inside her arm, so small among all the medical white. Mikasa reached out, taking Annie’s hand, trying to find the words to describe what she felt. All the hate and rivalry she felt for her were so insignificant now. This woman just saved her fiancé’s life, selflessly jumped in the bullet that was meant for him. She owed her so much, and she wondered if she will ever be able to repay her. Mikasa felt her eyes water, a tear flowing down her cheek. She squeezed the sleeping blondes hand, hoping that the touch will convey the things she couldn’t bring herself to say. Annie’s eyes suddenly opened, gaze flicking up to her. A single nod, that was all she did, but Mikasa felt like she understood.

“Thank you. “, she said, “Thank you so much. “

Hearing Eren call for her outside, she gave Annie’s hand one last squeeze before letting go, and walking out of the room, back to him. The ride back was silent, with Mikasa gazing out of the window on the passing lights, fighting back the demons of the past. The gunshots and darkness brought her back, back to the day so many years ago when she lost her parents, unable to save them. And tonight might have been the same, if not for Annie. When they finally got to bed, she hugged Eren close, putting her head on his chest to listen to his heartbeat, the steady rhythm soothing her. He was alive, saved by the woman she thought was her enemy, but now she saw how childish that was. She had to get to know Annie better.

“Are you okay? “, she heard Eren ask, as he dragged his fingers through her hair, gently scratching her scalp.

“It’s just memories, they can’t hurt me. “, she replied, looking up at him. “What about you? Didn’t the guy get under your skin again. “

He shook his head.

“I did my best, I just couldn’t save the girl. It took me some time to realize that, but I know that I didn’t do anything wrong. “

She smiled at that, but felt her cheek sting where the cut was, grimacing.

“How do you think it will look once the stitches are out? “

“I think that you will look even more badass than before. “, he caressed her face, and she leaned into the touch, closing her eyes.

“You still have to apologize to Annie once she gets better. “

She groaned, wiggling a bit to get more comfortable. Here, safe in his arms, with his heart thumping beneath her head, she let the sleep claim her.

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“Just keep taking the prescribed medication, and you will be right as rain in no time. “, Eren said, filling the piece of paper in front of him with his handwriting.

His patient, a middle-aged man with an ongoing ingestion problem, muttered his thanks and left to pick up his medication. Reclining in his chair, Eren stretched, stifling a yawn. It was another long day at the hospital, while the surgeries weren’t as regular, he had a ton of work in the emergency, diagnosing and treating various diseases and wounds of anyone who came in. And while it was surely exhausting, he enjoyed the work. He always felt like following his father’s footsteps and helping other people was his calling. After a full shift however, he was really looking forward to going home and finally relaxing for a bit. Checking the sky outside and seeing how much it darkened, he considered calling Mikasa to ask what takeout he should bring for dinner. I can do that after another patient, he thought to himself, standing up and leaving his office to call another one in. Surprisingly, he bumped into Ymir on the way out.

“Hey, can I help you? “, he asked, running a hand through his hair.

Lately it was so long that he had to tie it into a ponytail, otherwise it would interfere with his work. He considered cutting it, but Mikasa seemed to really enjoy threading her fingers through it and pulling it during their…activities together.

“Me? I don’t need anything. “, she frowned a bit, as if she suffered a great injustice, “I was minding my own business when Erwin called me to go and relieve you of the rest of your shift. He wants to talk to you in his office. “

The Chief Financial Officer of the whole hospital wanted to talk to him? What was that about? Even when thinking, he couldn’t really find a reason why he would be needed. Was it maybe about the guy who tried to shoot him few weeks back?

“You have any idea what he wants with me? “

Ymir shook her head. “Nope, he didn’t say. But don’t let me keep you, go. “

She squeezed past him, leaving him alone with his thoughts racing. This continued the whole walk to his destination, his mind trying to find an explanation for the sudden summons. Knocking on the door, he went in.

“Eren! Finally, I was waiting for you. “

Erwin was an energetic older man with athletic figure and head full of blonde hair. He gestured for him to sit, putting some papers away to focus on the newcomer.

“Sir, you wanted to see me? “

“Oh please, call me Erwin. You want something to drink? Your shift is done right? “, he smirked, pulling out an expensive looking bottle of some alcohol.

“A tempting offer, but I have to drive home, so not for me, thank you. “

Stashing the bottle back, Erwin took a deep breath, as if trying to puzzle together what he was trying to say.

“All right, I won’t keep you long Eren, I just need to discuss some things with you. “

“Is it about the girl who died S… Erwin? Or about her father? “, Eren came to peace about the loss of her life, he knew that he did his best for her. But talking about it was like opening an old wound, one he was really glad didn’t hurt anymore.

“What? No, of course not. Everyone who checked your work said the same thing, you couldn’t have done more. This is about something entirely different, don’t worry. “, the CFO shot him a quick smile, maybe trying to appear sympathetic, “The matter I want to discuss with you is of a more… delicate nature. “

Eren took a more comfortable position in the chair, glad that the conversation wont steer in that direction after all.

“I’m listening. “

“Right then. As you know your personal… fame, if you want to call it that, is spreading. People have already paid to have their surgeries done by you, and you have not let anyone down. Very commendable of you. “

Eren didn’t really know what to say to that. Yes, he knew that sometimes he was requested, and he knew that both him and the hospital profited from that. If he was being honest, he didn’t really care much for who he was performing a surgery on. When they were on the table, they were not a person, they were a life he had to save, and he always did his best to achieve that goal.

Erwin kept going. “There is another step that I would like you to consider. A certain wealthy patron has recently contacted me with a very interesting offer. He is willing to pay top dollar to have his heart replaced, it is failing him. And he wants you to do it. “

“If he wants a heart, he must wait, no? The transplant lists are there for a reason, the donors are quite rare. “

“Yes, about that. “, Erwin laced his fingers together, “He won’t wait, Eren, he has the money to do it. You know as well as me that he can always fly to Asia and have the surgery done there, with no question asked. The only thing stopping him from doing it is you. He wants you. “

“So, you want me to operate on some rich prick who is paying to skip others who can’t afford it. Others who might need the heart more than he does. “

Erwin didn’t really seem phased by the accusation.

“That’s exactly right, “, he nodded, “Look Eren, we both know that he will get what he wants. The only question is if you are willing to swallow your morals and do it for him. I know that you don’t really need the money, but what’s wrong with getting a fatter paycheck? Plus, the hospital is always in need of something. “, he spread his arms, “Look around you. We are the best fitted medical institution in this state, how do you think we achieved that? Sometimes you just have to do what’s best for everyone. “

Eren couldn’t really argue with that logic. The money will go somewhere anyway, so what’s wrong with having them here, where they could help more people. Just don’t think about him as a man, he’s just another life to save, doesn’t matter how rich he is. He nodded.

“I’ll do it. “

“Wonderful, “Erwin gave him a dazzling smile, the whites of his teeth shining. “I’ll contact you with the details once we settle on them. And don’t look so glum, you can buy something nice for your girlfriend. “

With a last wink, he picked up his papers again, giving him the cue to leave. Muttering a goodbye, Eren walked out, feeling like the CFO just played him like a fiddle.

“Hey, I’m home “, he called, walking through the door and balancing the pizza boxes on top of each other.

Mikasa sprang from the couch, relieving him of his burden and tearing into it at a lighting speed.

“Oh, this is so good, “, she exclaimed around a mouthful, “I love you Eren. “

“Just because I brought food. “, he said, doing his best to appear hurt, “My heart is bleeding “

She stood up from the table, coming back over and wrapping her arms around him, pressing a proper kiss to his mouth.

“No, I love you because you are a wonderful and kind person, who is also not half bad in bed. “, she winked at him, sitting back down, “But the food also counts for something. “

He laughed, sitting down himself and taking a slice, content to finally enjoy some peace time.

“So, what was the CFO meeting about? “, Mikasa asked, taking a bite, “You didn’t want to talk about it over the phone. “

“Just another surgery, this time some rich dude who skips the whole waiting list by paying. Erwin made some good points why I shouldn’t turn it down however, so I said yes in the end. “

“What kind of person is he? “

“Who? The patient? “

“No, “, she shook her head, “Erwin. “

“That’s kind of difficult question for me to answer. He is a great dude, to be sure, but he and I just don’t see the world the same way. “, reclining in his chair, he chewed on the question, trying to piece together the best possible answer. “Let me put it like this. I do what I do because I want to help people, that’s why I got into the doctor business in the first place. For him its all about money. He doesn’t really see the patients as people anymore, for him they are rows of numbers on a report. But I don’t want you to think ill of him, he is amazing in securing funding, instrumental for the hospital to do what it does. “

“He sounds interesting. “

“Sure is. “, he chuckled, “What about you, how did your day go? “

“Oh, nothing as important as meeting the CFO, to be sure. “, he groaned as she laughed, enjoying the teasing as usual.

“I went to see Annie, she is getting better really fast. We discussed the shift Levi proposed. “

“The MMA thing? “

She nodded, “Levi said that it brings in way more money and attention then the stuff we do at the moment, so it will be great to promote his gym. And I checked some stuff on the internet, seems like the only change is that I can beat people in more creative ways, and I have no problem with that. “

“You seem to be really getting along with Annie now, “, Eren noted, “What changed? I thought you hated her. “

She shrugged. “I just got to know her better, and she is not all that bad. Plus, she will be a great sparring partner once she heals fully. “

“Replacing me again? “, he caught his chest, “My heart, it’s really bursting this time. “

Laughing, she reached out to ruffle his overlong hair. “Baby, you are an amazing workout buddy, but we both know that your fighting skills are rather lacking. Doesn’t mean we will stop though, no worries. “

Eren grimaced, remembering the times he asked her not to hold back, and nursing the bruises afterwards. She packed hell of a punch, that was for sure.

“So, my fiancé will be an MMA fighter. Should I be worried that you will start beating me up? “

“Only if you deserve it “, she leaned a bit closer, whispering “Or if you ask me to do it. “

Eren swallowed, feeling his pants growing a bit tighter.

“Do you recall our discussion a few weeks back? “, she asked, running a finger down his face.

“Oh, you mean THAT one? “

When she nodded, he remembered that they didn’t really have time to realize any of those things they talked about. With the dead of the girl and the following chaos with the attempted murder and the wound on Annie, they didn’t even think about it. Mikasa now had the scar as a permanent reminder, marking her cheek just below her eye.

“You still want to do it? “

She nodded again, eyes growing a bit darker.

“All right then, “, he said, trying to control his excitement. “It’s on. “

She smiled, looking forward to it as much as he was.

“It’s on. “

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“Just try being on your best behavior, please. “, Erwin said, as they walked through the hospital corridors, passing the variety of nurses, doctors and patients. “I know that you don’t think very highly of the guy, but he is quite important for the rest of us. “, the CFO continued, rounding a corner.

As they neared their destination, Eren could see that even from outside you could notice the difference between a normal room and one inhabited by the man he will have on his table tomorrow. For starters, the door was flanked by two large men in dark suits, both wearing sunglasses and looking like they would rather die than let anyone uncalled for pass. Yea, like in some kind of action movie. The last person guarding the entrance was a woman, in the same dark clothes as the bodyguards, dark hair pulled into a neat bun, with a hard face and very cold eyes.

Erwin passed him, offering his hand to the woman. “Hey there, you must be the head of the security for Mr. Tybur. My name is Erwin Smith, we talked over the phone, I am the CFO of the hospital. “

She looked him up and down, not taking the offered hand.

“Where is the surgeon? “, she asked, her voice as cold as her eyes.

Eren stepped forward, trying his best to appear confident. “That would be me. “She approached him, gesturing for him to spread his arms and legs, and patted him down. This is ridiculous, he thought, she’s checking me for a weapon when just In a few hours I will be standing over the man with a scalpel in my hand. Yet he kept silent, not wanting to rile the woman further. Finish her search, she let him pass, but when Erwin tried to follow she stopped him with a firm palm on his chest.

“Mr. Tybur wishes to speak to the surgeon in private. “

“Oh, “, Erwin took a step back, “I guess… I guess I’ll be going then. Good luck, Eren! “

Nodding at his boss, he stepped through the door. When Erwin first told him who the mysterious patient was, his jaw went slack. Willy Tybur was the CEO of Tybur holding, one of the largest financial moguls in the recent decade. He wasn’t just rich, he was disgustingly rich, in a way that allowed him to dip his fingers into any business he chose to. Eren had a vague memory of seeing his face on a frontpage of a few magazines, sharp dressed man with blonde hair and piercing eyes, shining with confidence.

Well, it was hard to connect that mental image to the person lying in bed in front of him. Willy looked worn, his eyes clouded, and hair mussed, but the smile he gave Eren upon entering was the practiced lip movement of someone who knew how to find his way in the world.

“You must be Dr. Yeager, it is a pleasure to finally meet you. “

“Mr. Tybur, the pleasure is all mine, I assure you. “

“Oh please, “, the sickly man waved his arm, covering a cough with the other hand. “Stop with the pleasantries. I know what you think about me, I know a lot about you. “

“You do? “, Eren couldn’t stop an uneasy feeling spreading from his stomach upon hearing those words. What did he mean by knowing a lot about him? Was he threatening him?

“The woman you met outside, the head of my security, she is also my sister. And she takes my safety very, very seriously. So, she had you checked, even before we first contacted your boss about the surgery. I know everything about your career, starting from the first time you held a knife to the girl who died just a few weeks back. I know about the man who tried to kill you for it, wounding your friend and girlfriend. “

“You know about the girl? “, Eren asked, “But why would you ask for me then? You know I’m not that perfect as I appear to be. People died when I treated them, you might be the next. “

“I had the whole surgery checked by three independent experts, and they all said the same thing. You were not to blame, doctor. So even with a death under your belt, you are still the best surgeon there is, and I want you to replace my heart, no one else. “

Right, seems like he won’t be wiggling out of this one after all. Time to honest then.

“You want me to drop the pleasantries? I can do that. “, he set down his papers, looking straight into the bright eyes of the sick man. “I think that you jumping the queue just because you are rich is disgusting, I think that you paying your way to health while others will die instead of you is sad, and it makes me angry. And I also know that I can’t do anything about it. So, don’t worry, I might not like you as a person, but I will do my best to keep you alive. I take my medical oaths seriously, unlike some. “

Tybur nodded at that, satisfied.

“We don’t have to like each other, doctor, I am not asking you to. You want to know why I pay those outrageous money? Because I am afraid. I am scared of dying, as any other human is. So yes, ill jump the queue, ill make others suffer just so I can live. I will pay for the best heart, and the best care I can get, just because I can. And I will pay you to save me, even when you think I’m a disgusting person. Because frankly, I don’t give a shit what you think. “

Eren felt his hands curl into fists. He hated the unnatural calm of the man lying in front of him. He just called him a human thrash into his face, and he didn’t care. This was just another transaction for him, same way it was for Erwin. He will give him cash and expect to have his life saved. Because that’s how world works. Turning on his heel, he made for the exit, brushing past the guards and going for the exit. If he wants to operate on the highest capacity tomorrow, he needs some time to go home and relax.

 

Eren’s brooding thoughts got interrupted by something poking his cheek. Snapping out of it, he saw that it was his fiancé’s foot, as she poked him again, trying to break through his silence.

“Oh, sorry, you were saying? “

Mikasa groaned, letting her leg fall back to his lap, joining the other one, where he was giving her a massage. She had a leg day today, which translated into a normal English meant tiring herself out to a point where normal mortal would pass out or die from exhaustion. He liked touching her, not only because he simply enjoyed it, but also because it gave his hands something to do while his mind wandered, thinking about the surgery tomorrow. Sliding his palms up, he found another tense muscle in her calf, and started easing it out with practiced circular motions of his fingers. She moaned, letting her head fall back on the couch, melting. Damn but it felt good.

“You were saying? “, he asked again, amused by how easily he could distract her.

“I was asking, what you are thinking about. The surgery? “

Eren nodded, intertwining his fingers with her toes and giving her foot a light squeeze. She painted her nails black, he noticed with a chuckle.

“I met the patient today, we talked. “

“What did he say? “

“Not much really, just that he doesn’t give a shit about what I think. He will pay me a giant sum of money to replace his heart, and that’s it. “

“He kind of sounds like Erwin. “, she said, stretching.

“Yea, I think that they are two of a kind. “

The silence fell again, until Mikasa pulled her legs out of his lap and crawled in instead, her thighs on the sides of his, arms circling his neck.

“I think that you need a distraction. “, she smiled, a small seductive thing that made the fire in his stomach flare.

“I’m not sure we should. “, he replied, while his hands automatically fell down to cup her ass. “I really need to get a long sleep to be ready for tomorrow. “

“Oh? “¸she pulled her shirt over her head, tossing it somewhere in the room. Leaning close, so that her lips brushed his earlobe, she whispered: “We need to be really fast then. “

 

The piercing lights of the operating room blinded him for a moment, when he elbowed his way into it, holding his gloved hands high not to stain them. Everyone else was present already. He could see Ymir watching him from across the table, recognizing her easily even with the surgical mask covering her face. He nodded to her, coming to stand next to the patient.

“Everyone ready? “, he asked, a wave of affirming murmurs running through the room.

Right then. Looking down, he couldn’t see much of Willy. Just the small patch of exposed skin he was supposed to work on, cut it open and take out his sick heart, replacing it with a healthy one. He breathed through his nose, doing his best to clear his mind. This man lying in front of him, Eren didn’t care who he was. It didn’t matter. He was in need of help, and he will help him. He will save him. Because that’s the reason why he does what he does. Extending his hand, he felt the small handle of scalpel as nurse handed him the instrument, closing his fingers around it. Taking a deep breath, he began.

“Making the first incision… “

 

“You, my friend, are a magician, no doubt about it. “

The lights were blinding, and the sounds of the club were loud, making the simple task of understanding Erwin’s words quite hard.

“The way you cut him up, man that was intense. In and out, fast like lightning. “, he gestured with his drink spilling a bit before draining the rest. The older man was deep in his cups already, drinking the night away at an impressive rate. Or alarming one, depends how you looked at it. Eren swirled his own drink, hardly feeling the joy his superior felt. Yes, the surgery went without a problem, he should be happy. Another life saved by his hands, and one that will mean a lot of funding coming through for the hospital. Yet he felt rather empty, his mind simply refusing to let go the moment Tybur told him about the way he saw the world. Money, that’s what’s important, isn’t it? Taking a sip, he did his best to relax, to let it go, but he just couldn’t do it. Yea, this is not going to cut it.

“Its pretty late, ill head home. “, he said, standing up.

Erwin looked at him, head swaying a bit, before nodding.

“You have a good one, you deserve it. “, saluting him with his glass, he tried drinking from it before realizing its empty, frowning.

“Ill see you Monday Erwin, Take care. “, and with that, Eren left the club, the thoughts in his head still swirling wildly.

 

The living room was dark when he arrived. Well, it was kind of late, so he wasn’t really surprised that Mikasa was asleep already, but it still made him a bit sad. He really wanted to talk to her, about anything, it calmed his mind like nothing else. Putting his coat on a rack, he walked to the couch, unbuttoning his shirt, when something caught his attention. Two objects were lying on the piece of furniture. A piece of paper, and the collar they used when they were playing with each other. His breath quickening, he bent to retrieve the note, unfolding it.

Eren, I noticed that you are growing more and more concerned about the surgery, about the whole thing with a rich prick pulling your strings, well, basically about everything. And I don’t want you drifting away from me, we can’t have that, now can we? So why don’t you get changed for me and come upstairs, some discipline will do you good.

The note wasn’t signed, but in the corner, there was a lipstick print, black as her nails, as he recalled. Like he is ever going to say no to an invitation like this. Stripping at a lighting speed, he felt the tension leaving his body with every piece of clothing dropped. Yes, this is exactly what he needed right now. Just clear his mind, and let someone else take control of him, sink into that space where he just followed her orders, not having to decide anything for himself. The collar felt familiar around his neck, the gentle hug of leather, yet firm enough to remind him of his role in the upcoming play. Once he was ready, he walked upstairs, silently opening the door to their bedroom, anticipation rising.

Mikasa was sitting in one of the new bedroom chairs, a large black leather thing, a recent addition to their inventory. He kept his eyes on the floor as he walked to her, kneeling at her feet, remembering the posture she wanted him to keep. Back straight, head bowed, hands clasped behind his back. All he could see from her were the tips of her shiny black heels, black painted toes peeking from them. It only reminded him how much he wanted to run his tongue over them again.

“I’m ready, mistress. “

“What a good pet you are Eren. “, she reached out, ruffling his hair.

“Then let’s begin, shall we? “

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“So, let me get this straight. “, Mikasa called from the bathroom, fixing her hair. “The man that you saved, the same one that basically told you that he didn’t care what you thought, since you are so low beneath his notice, is now inviting us to go dancing? “

“Its not dancing, “, Eren called back, frowning at his reflection the mirror, “It’s a ball, more of a social occasion. The dancing is secondary. “

And optional I hope, he thought to himself. He may be a man of many talents but swaying on the dancefloor wasn’t one of them. Sighing, he turned a bit, watching the black jacket of his suit crumple on his back. God damn it, he hated formal occasions. The pomp and fake smiles were pissing him off. Luckily Mikasa also wasn’t one for those types of occasion, so he could usually talk his way out of most invitations they received. But when one of the richest men in the states decides to include you in his very limited list of guests, you attend, there really is no way out. Especially when Erwin caught wind of the occasion.

“What do you mean you won’t go? “, the CFO almost literally exploded, face red, eyes popping from their sockets.

Eren shrunk in his chair a bit. “Well I mean, the man doesn’t like me, he said so himself. This is probably just a necessity from his part, I mean I literally held his life in my hands. “

“One of the most powerful men in the computing industry invites you to his private celebration, and you plan not to attend. “, Erwin pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to control his breathing. “I don’t even want to imagine what sort of incredibly important occasion you have planned, but I would strongly, very strongly recommend that you reconsider your decision. “, he looked up, his eyes cool once more, feelings under control. “You don’t represent only yourself Eren, you represent the whole hospital. And I don’t have to tell you what having a connection with someone like Willy Tybur could mean for us. For the patients. “

As usual, Erwin got what he wanted in the end. Which meant getting dressed in a black suit he didn’t wear for… well since his graduation really. At least it was still pretty good fit, a bit tight over the shoulders and chest, he noticed with a feeling of pride. Seems like the workouts with Mikasa were paying off after all. Talking about his fiancé, she actually seemed pretty excited by the invitation, unlike him. Guess we don’t really go to parties like this very often, he thought with a snort. Parties where one bottle of the wine they drink cost more than a small car. As on a cue, he heard the clicking of her shoes as she walked from the bathroom, ready to go. Turning, he felt his breath hitch in his throat. Mikasa always took his breath away, no matter what she had on her, but tonight was special even for someone like her. She wore a sleeveless red dress, matching her bright lipstick, a tiny bit of makeup spread on her face, delicate black heels on her feet with straps hugging her legs to about a half of her calves. In one word, she looked beautiful, absolutely stunning. Noticing his expression, her lips curled into a smile.

“I take it that I don’t look fat in the dress? “

He snorted. “That’s a weak way of saying it, but yeah. I think that I don’t have to put on any clothes at all, no one will pay attention to me with you by my side anyway. “He stepped closer, running a hand through her hair. “What’s with the red thought? I thought that you were into the dark and mysterious vibe at the moment. “

It was the truth, recently Mikasa started painting her lips and nails black, wearing dark clothing and heavy necklaces. She called the style goth, and frankly, he thought that it suited her. To be honest, he always thought that she looked amazing, so he might be a little bit biased.

“You can’t just stick to one color your whole life Eren, that would be boring. “, she chided him, shaking her head. “All right, can we go then? Or do you plan to spend the rest of the evening looking at me. “

“Both actually, “, he smirked, “We don’t drive, a car is taking us. And we are staying overnight there, so we can both get drunk. “

“An actual chauffeur, hm? “, she laughed, “Abusing the resources of poor Mr. Tybur already? “

Just as he was about to reply, the doorbell rang, announcing that their ride was here. With a last wink, she brushed past him, heading down the stairs. He followed, cursing the damn tightness of the suit pants already.

 

The car was big and black, that’s about all Eren noticed, as it carried them swiftly and silently through the countryside, the driver quickly getting them out of the city and towards their destination. Watching the trees pass by the window, he couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling in his stomach, that the invitation from Tybur had some ulterior motive. Glancing back into the car, he saw Mikasa next to him, looking just glorious. Yeah, anything Willy has planned, it was worth it as long as he saw her looking like this. Passing through a large metal gate, they saw the estate in the distance, a massive building, looking old but in great condition, somehow managing to give away the feeling of being extraordinarily expensive. The vehicle stopped, the waiting valet in a crisp black tuxedo opening the car door. Eren stepped out, remembering his manners in the last second and turning to offer his hand to Mikasa, who took it biting back a smile. Yeah, they were certainly new to this.

The insides of the manor were, for a lack of better word, grand. The huge room was filled with people in expensive looking dresses and suits, a small army of servants amongst them carrying trays of glasses and food, masterfully navigating in the sea of bodies. As usual at events with a big amount of people attending, there were groups, the guests getting together with those they wanted to talk with, creating small islands. Holding Mikasa’s hand in his, he realized their problem. They didn’t know anyone here. Just as he was about to slightly panic, he felt a pull on his arm as she steered them towards the table, her eyes already sliding over the treats laid there.

“Did you come here just to eat? “, he asked, smiling.

Reaching out and picking out something that looked like a shrimp, she inspected it for a moment before stuffing it into her mouth. “You would be stupid if you didn’t take advantage of something like this “, she said, chewing. A look of total bliss spread on her face. “This is so good, Eren, you have to try it. “

You can always rely on Mikasa to find something fun to do, even in a place like this. Following her example, he started picking out the pieces he liked the most. They spent the next hour or so around the table, tasting different pieces, laughing when the other one picked something that tasted bad, completely ignoring the gathering around them. With her, it just didn’t matter where he was, she could always make him relax, make him laugh. He was so lucky to have her. As she was about to taste a suspiciously looking tiny fish, a clear voice rang through the hall.

“Ladies and gentlemen, please clear the dance floor, and those willing to participate please take your positions. The music will commence soon. “

A quick flow of people happened, and soon about half of the room was filled with couples, ready to dance. A music band neither of the two noticed before started a slow tune, making the attendees move in a slow and intimate fashion. Those not taking part watched in silence, including Eren and Mikasa. It wasn’t long however, before he felt her lips brush his ear as she whispered in his ear. “We should try it. “

“Try what? “, he said back, having a very bad feeling about this.

“The dancing! “, she said, her eyes shining bright.

He grimaced. “Mikasa, sweetie, I’m sorry, but I can’t dance. Like at all. “

“I’ll lead, “, she said grabbing his hand and pulling him behind her. He followed, both not able and wanting to resist her. “Just don’t step on my toes. “

They found a place on the floor, and she turned to him with a smile. Stealing a quick look on the others, he mimicked the way the men held the ladies, putting one hand on her hip and taking the other one in his, extending his arm a bit.

“You ready? “, he asked with a dry throat.

Instead of answering, she started moving, her movements as graceful as ever. Somehow, she managed to almost perfectly copy the way the others did it, her natural grace and great agility guiding her. He did his best to follow, only stepping on her toes once, doing his best to match her rhythm. Just as he was getting it, the song changed, and she switched the hold of their hands, the dance becoming quicker, more free. Just as he was about to curse his luck, she pressed herself against him, her body molding into his in all the right places. Quickly as she did it, she took a step back, a mischievous smile on her lips. Dumbfounded, he followed her movements, but before he could ask what was happening, she twirled, her ass brushing against his crotch in just the right way. He gasped, throwing an accusing glance at her, but she just chuckled. A second later, her leg somehow pressed between his legs again, making him shiver. Oh, so this was she was doing. Teasing him was one of her favorite games, but he never guessed that she would do it in public places, especially one like this. Then again, you never could be sure with Mikasa.

The slow torture of her movements somehow brushing or pressing against him in very intimate places of his body bore fruit rather quickly, and Eren felt his pants tightening, his cheeks boiling red. Luckily for him, he was saved by a sound of a woman clearing her throat. Turning around, he saw that it was Tybur’s sister, the head of his security. Even on an occasion like this, she still wore the same dark suit, her expression neutral.

“Mr. Tybur wishes to speak to you, Dr. Yeager. “

“Uhm, “, he turned back to Mikasa, who watched him with a spark in her eyes. She seemed to be really enjoying this. “You going to be okay? “

She nodded, giving him a peck on the cheek and making her way back to the table, seemingly intent on tasting some new and very expensive treats. Eren followed the dark clothed woman instead, their footsteps echoing in the corridor. Coming to a huge wooden door, she gestured to them with a jerk of her head.

“Mr. Tybur is inside. “

Eren spread his arms, smiling. “What? Not going to pat me down this time? “

There wasn’t a glint of laugh in her eyes. “No. “

“Right…“, to cut his embarrassment short, he entered, forgetting to knock.

Willy Tybur was standing in front of a large window, watching the dark sky outside. He turned when he heard the door open, a smile that seemed genuine spreading on his face.

“Eren! Can I call you Eren? “, the younger man nodded, confused by how cheery his voice sounded. “I’m so happy that you came! Sit please, can I get you something to drink? “

“Ehm… OK? I-I mean sure, I would like a drink. “, he sat down to the leather chair, wondering what the hell this was about.

Willy pulled out a bottle, pouring two generous glasses and handing him one, sitting down himself and taking a sip. Following his example, Eren took a swig, the alcohol slipping into his throat, leaving a trace of honey behind. Damn, it was pretty good. He took another sip, rolling it around in his mouth, waiting for Willy to speak.

“You most likely wonder why I invited you in the first place, “, Willy laced his fingers together, leaning back in his chair. Eren nodded. “Thing is, we have started with a wrong foot. I misjudged you, and I regret it, I wish we could start over. “

“I-I don’t understand. “, Eren was damn confused. This wasn’t like Willy at all. Apologizing? Wanting to start over?

Tybur stood with a sigh, turning back to the window. “I understand that you are surprised, but I am being honest. My recent…illness, it changed the way I look at things. “, his gaze focused on the moon, hanging above the manor. “I never felt more vulnerable in my life, I was scared, terrified even. I had all the money in the world, but it didn’t mean a thing. What good would cash be to me if I died? “. He turned back, his eyes meeting Eren’s. “I lashed out at you, because I thought that I will die, that you won’t be able to help me. But I made a mistake. You did what you do, you saved my life, and I will be forever in your debt doctor. “He extended his glass. “To a new friendship? “

Eren nodded, not able to find the words to describe the situation. They both drank, the warm feeling spreading through his body.

“I won’t take any more of your time Eren, I know that you want to go back to your fiancé. “Willy said, smiling. Just as Eren was about to open the door however, he said: “Oh, one last thing. I have contacted your mother, and I fully intend to support the charity she runs in your father’s name. “He sighed. “I think that he would be very proud of you. “

With the last nod of his head, Eren left.

He found Mikasa exactly as he left her, prowling around the table. Wrapping his arms around her waist from behind, he pressed a kiss to her neck, smiling.

“Something edible left? “

“Not really. “, she said, running her hands over his. “Maybe we could get out of here? “

The suggestion sparkled a fire in his stomach, the one that was there ever since she started touching him back on the dancefloor.

“Yeah, “, he said, his voice hoarse, “Id like that. “

 

The servant who showed them in their room for the night left with a flourished bow, making Mikasa giggle. The suite was huge, a sitting room and a bedroom with a joined bathroom, everything solely for their use. There was an ice bucket on the table, chilling a bottle of champagne, a bowl of fruit next to it. Eren realized that he didn’t really care for any of that. Right now, there was a different kind of treat he craved.

“Well, its big. “, he heard Mikasa say, the sound of her heels muffled by the luxurious carpet. She made her way to him, wrapping her hands around his neck. “But what are we going to do in it the whole night? “

“Well, “he said, hands sliding down to her ass, “someone teased me mercilessly in front of a lot of people, so I might have an idea. “he gave her a light squeeze “I think that the culprit must be punished. Don’t you think? “

Eren let the question hang in the air, letting her decide if she is in the mood to play tonight. Knowing Mikasa, he wasn’t half surprised at her eyes darkening, a shiver running through her body.

“I think that you are right. She needs to be punished, and hard. Very hard. “

Well, he had no complaints.

“If you agree, then I think that you should turn around. “

Obedient, she turned, presenting her back to him. He reached up, grabbing and pulling down her zipper, parting the dress and letting more of her pale skin fade into view.

“Get out of the dress for me, will you? “

She wiggled her hips, seductively enough to make him growl, and the cloth fell from her shoulders and pooled around her feet. Stepping out of it, she turned back, her gaze expectant. He took a minute to just look at her, the black lace of her underwear standing out against her skin, the flame in his stomach flaring. Sucking in a breath, he reached out, cupping one of her breasts, feeling the nipple harden under his touch.

“You are still too clothed for your punishment. Strip. “

She followed his order without hesitation, unclasping her bra and letting it fall to the floor, before pulling down her panties and kicking them somewhere in the room. He let his gaze follow the long line of her legs, settling on her feet. He recognized those heels. The last time he submitted to her, she made him open the delicate little buckles of those shoes with his mouth, after properly worshipping them first, of course.

“Why don’t you take of your shoes and come to me, pretty little thing. “

She turned and bent over, giving him the perfect view of her ass while she worked the clasps open. The first heel soon fell on the floor, followed by the second one. Now completely naked, she turned and walked to him, anticipation in her every step. He kissed her then, roughly, forcing his way into her mouth and claiming it with his tongue. She groaned into the kiss, giving him the control, her body shivering. They broke, and he took a step back, breathing hard.

“Go to the bed, now. “

She moved quickly, reaching the massive piece of furniture, standing in front of it. She heard him move behind her, but no touch came, only an order. “Put your hands on the mattress and bend over. “She complied, now finally feeling his hands glide up her thigs to her ass, giving it a light smack. “Do you want to be punished? “, he asked, slapping her again, this time harder.

“Yes! “, she gasped, feeling the liquid heat pooling in her stomach. She needed this, and she needed it now. Hearing a click of metal as he unbuckled his belt, she bit her bottom lip, hoping that he wont hold back. “Spread your legs. “, he said gruffly. As soon as she obeyed, the belt smacked her ass, hard enough to make her cry out. “You think you can just tease me whole night, and get away with it? “Another smack, another cry. “You have no idea how hard it was for me, holding myself back. “Another smack and another. The third one made her push her head into the mattress to muffle her cries. He was rough, each hit stung like a devil. She loved it. She loved it so fucking much.

The beating continued, a hit after hit, at a steady rhythm. Mikasa sobbed into the bedding, fisted her hands in it, tears of pain mixing with those of pleasure as she danced on her toes, absorbing the lashes. Yet there were limits to what her body could take.

“Scarf! “, she cried out her safeword like a lifeline, immediately hearing the clink of the belt being dropped. Eren’s hands caressed the beaten skin, gentle, as his mouth brushed her ear when he leaned over her.

“Are you ok baby? Was it too much? “

She shook her head, weakly “I’m fine, I just need a moment. “, she took a shuddering breath, feeling like her backside was on fire.

She felt him plant a soft kiss to her neck. “Wait here, I have an idea. “, he said, and he was gone, his footsteps going away from her only to return a moment later. Suddenly, something very cold touched her ass and she yelped, jumping in surprise. “It’s just the ice “, he said laughing, circling the cube slowly over the abused area. She hummed in appreciation, the cool sensation helping the pain a lot. “Now don’t fall asleep on me. “he said, leaning over to suck on her neck. “Your punishment is not over. “

She groaned, not wanting it to be over. Sure, she got beaten very nicely, but it only fired up the want in her, the lust smoldering in the pit of her stomach. Mikasa felt the ice disappear from her ass, whining a bit at the loss. “Get on the bed, “he whispered in her ear. Obedient as ever, she climbed in, watching him strip and follow her, pressing her body down and kissing her again. She could feel that he wanted her, his hardness pressing into her stomach. Instead of following his desire, Eren slipped two fingers into her, finding her as hot and wet as he imagined she would be. Brushing his thumb against her swollen clit, she cried out, bucking against his hand craving more.

“Please “, she whispered, not even realizing that she spoke, her more primal instincts taking over.

“Please what? “, he whispered back, enjoying the way she arched against him, desperate.

“Please fuck me. “she almost whined the words, only just remembering to add: “Sir. “

He grinned, “Well if you put it like this. “Pulling out his fingers, he thrust into her in a one and powerful move, filling her. Her fingers clutched at his back, moans loud and echoing from the walls of the vast room. His hips picked up the rhythm, unhurried but steady, pushing in and out with the sound of skin slapping against skin. He kissed her, biting into her bottom lip, another whine ripping from her throat. “Please sir, “, she choked out, “harder! “Biting into her neck, he slipped a hand under her waist, angling her hips so he could fuck her better, driving into her with more force.

“Yes! Yes! Just like that! “, her eyes rolled back in her head, head of his member hitting that deep spot inside her just right. Feeling himself growing close from the tightness and the heat enveloping him, he sneaked his fingers around her hip, easily finding her bundle of nerves, having touched it uncountable times already, and pressed two fingers to it, rubbing it in tiny rapid circles. The words in her throat melted into a singular pleasured scream, as stars exploded behind her eyes and she came, hard, clenching around his length. He followed her with a grunt, emptying himself into her, the muscles in his stomach pulling tight. Eren continued thrusting even as they both peaked, prolonging the feeling and sending waves of pleasure through her whole body. Finally running out of energy, he slipped out, falling on his back next to her with a grunt.

“You liked that? “, he asked exhausted, but so fucking happy.

She smiled back, the look on her face one of complete satisfaction. “I loved it. “

Eren pulled her close, letting her bury her head in his chest, stroking her back.

“We should probably shower. “, he said, but didn’t really want to leave the warm embrace.

“In the morning. “, she pulled the comforter over them both, snuggling a bit closer. Inhaling the scent of her hair, he decided that showering in the morning won’t hurt. And if the mood hits, they might even do a bit more then just shower. Eren fell asleep imagining the welts she will have on her ass in the morning, chuckling.

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The morning was lazy, spent by Eren laughing at the markings on her ass, getting smacked for it, and a long shower, relaxing muscles and soothing the sting from previous night. Willy Tybur bid them farewell, standing in front of the door in a perfectly fitted suit, leaning on a cane topped with a huge diamond, his sister right next to him, vigilant as ever. The blonde man shared a few words with Eren, shaking his hand, before turning to Mikasa with a smile.

“I hope you enjoyed your stay, Miss Ackerman. “

“Oh yes, very much. “, she blushed a bit, surprised by the friendly tone of his. He definitely didn’t look like the money obsessed mogul Eren described. “The room was amazing, thank you. “

Saying their goodbyes, they once again entered the black car with a silent driver, and began their journey back home, with Mikasa wincing a bit every time the car rode over a bump. To take her mind off the ache, she asked Eren about Willy, and he told her about their conversation yesterday.

“I don’t know If I can really trust him, but he seemed genuine. “, he chuckled, rubbing her thigh, “I never was good at reading people, that’s Armin’s specialty. “

“Armin is taking care of Annie, right? “, she asked, “I wonder what they are up to. “

 

She was leaning on him a bit more than she needed, but he definitely wasn’t one to complain. Their walk was unhurried, with nowhere to be they could just take it slow, breathing in the chilly morning air and enjoying the view. Armin kept stealing glances at his companion, marveling at the way the sunlight bounced off her hair, making her seemingly glow. Damn, she was pretty. Just as he was about to take another peek, he felt her pulling on his arm a bit, getting his attention.

“Something wrong Annie? “

She grimaced a bit. “I think that we should get back, the wound is starting to ache. “

They made their way back to her house, passing other people, the city slowly waking up. Armin wasn’t surprised. He usually didn’t get out of bed before noon on weekends. But when Annie called him to ask if he wants to go out, he was by her house in just about five minutes. There were offers that you just didn’t refuse, and this was one of them for sure. When they reached her home, he started thinking about how to say his goodbye, but she only tightened her hold on his arm, pulling him through the door. Well, she probably needs help up the stairs, he thought to himself, it was just a few weeks since she got shot anyway. Yet when they reached her room, he found himself shoved on her bed, with Annie casually pulling her shirt over her head and throwing it away. Second later, she was on top of him, and their lips crashed together, teeth clacking. He found himself getting overwhelmed, her arms pinning him down with strength that he thought wasn’t really supposed to be there in something as intimate as this.

“A-Annie, Annie, wait. “, he managed to choke out, even when his body was screaming at him what the hell was he doing.

She stopped and pulled back, face flushed, the blonde hair disheveled around her head. But looking closer, Armin could see that something was amiss. Her whole body was tense, her hands gripping his wrists were white-knuckled, her nails digging into his skin almost painfully. “Annie, what are you doing? “, he asked, confused. She looked like she is terrified of something, and that was hardly something he wanted.

“What does it look like I’m doing? “, she asked, trying to brush it off. She lunged for another kiss, but he dodged her, tilting his head away. She groaned in frustration, letting go of him and fell back, sitting next to him on the bed and letting her face fall into her hands. “I-I’m sorry, I fucked it up again. “

Armin sat up, carefully wrapping an arm around her shoulders. He was right, he could feel the tension in her muscles through the skin. He started rubbing small circles on her back, hoping to calm her down. “Annie, come on, talk to me. What’s wrong? “She looked up, and he could see the tears in her eyes she was trying to desperately hold back.

“Armin, I’m just not good at this, any of this. I don’t know what to do. “

“Do what?

She blushed, suddenly not able to look him in the eye. “A-Any of this. I never had a boyfriend before, I-I never e-even kissed a guy before you. “, she seemed to be getting more determined, yet her body was still shaking lightly. “I want to…do this with you, but I just don’t know how. I’m scared that ill screw it somehow. “He understood. Annie was a perfectionist, she wanted to be good at everything she did. But this, this was something she had no experience in, something she never did before, and it scared her.

“Hey, hey its fine. “, Armin was a bit surprised to find out that Annie was still a virgin, but hey, if he didn’t know Eren and Mikasa he would never believe that they were each other’s first and only. Well since Annie trusted him with such an information, he couldn’t really lie to her either. “I-I’m new to this too. “

“Wait what? “, her eyes went a bit wide with surprise, “B-But you dated girls, Eren said… “

“Yea I dated a few, or they dated me to be more accurate. “, he chuckled nervously, running a hand through his hair. “The relationships weren’t really normal, I was more like a decoration for them. They paraded me around a bit, took some photos, and left me. “Somehow, he didn’t feel awkward, even when he was telling her all this. “They just thought I’m cute, they never intended to be serious about me. “

“Well, they were right about one thing, “she said, slowly reaching out and putting a hand on his cheek. “You are pretty cute. “

He chuckled and came closer, kissing her gently, just a little peck compared to the wild tongue wrestling they engaged in earlier. “Lets just, take it slow. “, he said when they separated. She smiled at him, nodding eagerly.

They resumed the kiss, and he pushed her down, covering her body with his. She tugged at his shirt, and he got the message, removing it, equalizing the playing field. He moved his lips down soon, wanting to taste more of her skin. It was really intoxicating, touching her like this, seeing her face completely red and flustered. Before he could even reach her chest, she acted, swiftly removing her bra and grabbing one of his hands, putting it on top of her breast. Annie might be unexperienced, but when she was doing something that she liked, she wanted more of it. He squeezed it experimentally, surprised how soft this part of her body was compared to the rest. Closing her eyes, she let a tiny moan fall from her lips, letting him know that he was doing a good job. Emboldened by her reaction, he put his other hand on the other breast, mirroring his movements.

Yet as much as he was enjoying himself massaging her chest, Annie was not so easily satisfied. She sat up, throwing him off her, and started unbuttoning her pants. Gulping down a breath, he started working on his own, willing his hands to stop shaking. While she seemed to be growing more and more confident, he was exactly the opposite. The further they went, the more nervous he felt. This was actually happening, right here and now. He just couldn’t believe it.

Looking up, he saw that she was already naked, laying on the bed, watching him with half-lidded eyes. Finally managing to wrestle his pants open, he shoved them down his legs along his underwear, face immediately warming up when he realized how openly she could see his arousal now. But Annie didn’t laugh. She reached out, running an experimental hand over him, making him shiver. How could another person’s touch feel so much better than his own? Not willing to be bested so easily, he pushed forward, once again resuming his position over her, and traced his hand down her belly, brushing past the patch of blonde hair between her legs and pressed his finger into her, making her whimper. Watching her face, he couldn’t help but feel his own pleasure rising, he never saw anyone looking like this before. Trying to make her feel even better, he pushed in another one, stretching her more open. The moans were louder now, fueling his desire to please her even more.

“A-Armin, I think I’m ready. “, she looked at him, nodding as if to reassure herself. “I’m ready. “

He swallowed, nodding back. Honestly, he couldn’t tell. She was pretty wet, he could feel that, but he had no idea if it was enough or not. Sitting back on his knees, he realized that there is a last barrier between them, or rather lack of one. With a sinking feeling in his stomach, he realized that he had no protection, and somehow doubted that Annie was on the pill. Just as he was about to tell her, he saw her rummaging through her bedside drawer, pulling out an unopened box of condoms. Flipping the lid, she tore one of the packages open with a show of inhuman strength, frowning at the rubber. Before he could offer his help, she crawled closer to him, rolling it down his length with agile fingers. Satisfied with her work, she leaned back, falling on the pillows and looked up, waiting for him. Sucking in a breath, he followed, kissing her to keep his lips from trembling. He wanted this, wanted her, but his nerves just seem to be getting better of him. Luckily, he had no problems keeping hard, that would be awkward.

“You, You sure? “, he asked, licking his lips.

She nodded, wrapping her legs around his body, pulling him closer. Wiggling her hips into his, she reached down, guiding him while he pushed in, muffling a groan with another kiss. She was so tight, it was driving him crazy. She gasped when he continued his advance, her face twisting a bit. Armin suddenly remembered that first time was supposed to hurt for a girl, but before he could ask her what to do, her legs pressed into his backside, not really giving him a choice. Following her wish, he continued until he bottomed out, stilling himself. The silence continued, until he felt her lips brush his ear as she whispered a single word to him. “Move. “
And he moved. Pulling back before snapping back in, his nerve problem completely melted away, he kissed her again, the feeling being out of this world. She wasn’t just lying there, that was not Annie’s style. He felt her legs drawing in him with every thrust, her hips ving up against his, syncing with his thrusts. They both grew louder as they continued, any sort of control escaping both of their bodies. Armin felt a tension build in his stomach, a pressure behind his eyes, something that he never felt before. Just as he was about to ask if she was close, fearing to leave her hanging, she let out an extraordinary loud moan, her insides tightening around him even more. He couldn’t resist that. He came with a last thrust, burying himself deep and hiding his face between her breasts, breathing hard, his vision blurring out.

Arming was coaxed back into consciousness by fingers threading through his hair. Looking up, he saw Annie watching him with a smile on her lips, her face seemingly glowing in the morning sun. Deciding that now was not the time to talk, he kissed her again, letting his actions speak for him for once.

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Even as excited as he was, Eren felt compelled to ask her one more time. “Are you really sure about this? “

“Yes, “, Mikasa rolled her eyes at him, “I don’t know why you are making such a big deal out of it. It’s not our first rodeo anyway. “

“Well if you are sure, “, he said, “I believe that it’s time for you to take your leave then. “

She smiled at him, standing up. “Of course. “, In the middle of the stairs, she only turned around to add “Master. “, before disappearing through the bedroom door. Eren reclined in the chair, letting out a groan. Damnit, it was actually happening. The thing they talked about so long ago, before all this nonsense with getting shot at and Tybur’s surgery. But the time was finally here, and he fully intended to enjoy it as much as possible. Deciding that she had enough time to prepare, he stood up and made to follow her, only to stop. Looking down, he saw that he was still wearing his home t-shirt, which had some old band picture on it. Yea, that didn’t really fit the mood. Making a quick decision, he shrugged the shirt over his head and threw it away. Satisfied, he made his way up the stairs, feeling the anticipation rising in his stomach.

Mikasa followed his instructions to the letter. Ok, maybe he just copied the orders that she gave him, but hey, seeing her kneeling with her hands behind her back, wearing nothing but a leather collar was so damn worth it. He came closer to her, dragging a hand through her hair, feeling the silky strands pass his fingers.

“You will be a good girl for me, won’t you? “

She remained silent, only nodded, obedient as ever when she played the bottom.

“I have a few surprises for you, you want to see them? “

Mikasa nodded again, and he could see they way she rubbed her thighs together. Clearly, he wasn’t the only one excited. Retrieving few objects of interest from the cabinet, he came behind her and crouched, taking one of her wrists and putting the leather cuff on it. He repeated the process with the other before locking them together. Afterwards, he used the leather strap he brought and connected her wrists with her collar, locking them in place. It forced her to bring her arms up a bit, not uncomfortably, but high enough for her to feel it. Done with her backside, for now, he circled her coming up in the front.

“You see these? “, he said, showing her the nipple clamps. Her eyes widened a bit, looking at the tiny jaws, but she didn’t seem afraid of them. “You want me to put these on you? “, with a nod from her, he grinned and reached out, taking one of her breast into his hand and rolling his thumb around her nipple. Once it hardened from arousal, he put the tiny toy to work, letting it close around the bud. Mikasa let out a breathy moan, and her whole body shivered. Well, she seemed to be enjoying it so far. Repeating the process with the other one, Eren stood up, once again running his fingers through her hair, grinning to himself.

“Do you like your new toys? Speak this time please. “

“Y-Yes, master, thank you. “

“Would you like to thank me in a more, hmmm, physical way? “

She looked up, her eyes darkened. “I would, master. “

With a quick flick of his wrist, Eren unzipped his fly, letting his arousal show. “Open. “, he commanded. Mikasa followed his wish immediately, letting her mouth drop open and sticking out her tongue. He pushed his hips forward, groaning as he felt her mouth envelop his hardness. She was never one to be passive in sex though and started moving even before he gave her the order to do so. Eren gathered her hair in his fist, pulling it from her face so he could see her, but didn’t even try to take the lead of the act. He knew that she hated it. Instead, he closed his eyes and let his head fall backwards, letting himself fully feel the way her mouth and tongue worked him. After the years spent together, they both knew how to please each other, and she was making full use of it. Focusing on the head and the underside of him, the most sensitive parts, she effortlessly started pulling moans from him, as he felt the pressure building up in his abdomen. The whole point of this was to get himself to cum fast, so he can make her enjoy a very long and intense foreplay, without him getting too excited and cutting it early. So instead of stopping her, he let her work him up all the way, coming inside her mouth with a groan.

“O-Okay, stop. “, she let him go with a pop, sitting back on her heels, waiting for his next instructions. He took a deep breath, steadying himself and willing his knees to stop feeling so weak. He pulled her to her feet by the thin chain connecting her nipple clamps, making her hiss as she stood up. Guiding her by the metal string, he led them to the bed, turning her to face it, standing behind her. Eren kissed a trail from her shoulder to her neck and back, letting his hand crawl slowly down over her stomach, tracing the outlines of her abs with a tip of his finger. Dropping his hand even lower, he brushed it past the neatly trimmed little stripe of hair, feeling how hot and wet she was already. Eren grinned into her hair, this was only the beginning.

“So worked up already? Well, it’s way too early for that. “

He let go of her, grabbing her by the back of her neck and pushing her face down to the bedding, bending her whole body over. He pushed her legs apart with his other hand, taking a step back to admire her from behind. Mikasa really did have a glorious ass. But it was not the time to claim that, not yet. Letting her wait like this, he retrieved a few more items from the drawer, coming back to her. Once again crouching behind her, he fixed another pair of cuffs on her ankles, before connecting the spreader bar to them. It was adjustable, and he made sure she would be still able to walk, albeit awkwardly, but it also kept her legs apart exactly as he wanted. Standing up, he couldn’t resist giving her ass a light smack, before taking the last item and circling the bed so she could see him.

“I want to put this, “he held up the butt plug, “into you. That okay with you princess? “

Mikasa swallowed rather noisily, eyeing the toy with suspicious eye, but she knew that if they wanted to complete what they set to do tonight, it would be better to accept. Uttering her agreement, she watched him stand up again and disappear from her sight, once again taking his position behind her. Eren lubed up his fingers, coating them in the pre-warmed liquid before sliding the tips between her ass cheeks, finding the tiny opening there and massaging it. Mikasa’s whole body shuddered as he pushed the tip of his finger in. The intrusion was alien, something they never done before, but not unwelcome. Eren worked his digit around, pushing it to the sides, turning his hand, making her soften up before he pushed in another one. It’s tight, so tight that it made him wonder if he will actually be able to get his dick in after all, but he had a whole night to loosen her up. Scissoring his fingers, he felt her push back into his hand, a sound close to a purr rumbling through her body. It worked, and her muscles slowly gave in. Once he thought that she was ready, he pulled them out, coating the plug with the lube, and sliding it in instead of his hand. It went in much easier, and Mikasa let out a loud moan as he pushed it inside, clearly enjoying the game so far. Seeing her bent over like this, moaning and shivering, he had to hold himself back from just taking her here and there, all the plans be damned. Gritting his teeth, he took a step back and breathed, calming himself. Time to move on.

Eren pulled her back into standing position by the collar, and she let out another moan as it made the plug shift inside her. Pulling her behind himself, the spreader bar between her ankles making the walk rather awkward, he guided them to the hook in the ceiling. He undid the fastenings that held her wrists, pulling them to her front and connecting them with a length of a chain before snapping it into place on the ceiling, forcing her to raise her arms. Retrieving his riding crop, he came close to her again, licking his lips.

“You really didn’t do anything wrong princess, but I really want to smack your ass a bit. Watching it turn from pale to red is my favorite change of a color. “

“I-I don’t mind being punished by you master, if you think I deserve it. “, she said, her breathing labored already.

Eren nodded, letting the crop land on her right ass cheek with a smack. Mikasa rocked in her bonds a bit, taking in the force of the blow. Circling her body, he let it fall again, and then again on her front, hitting her abdomen. Seeing her shudder under the hits, he decided that now was the time for his last surprise. Once again making the trip to the drawer, he pulled out two last toys he prepared, smirking.

“To think I’ve forgotten to take care of your front, princess, “he said, fastening a leather strap to her upper thigh, “It’s time to fix that. “

Grabbing the toy from the floor, he lifted it to her eyes. It was a magic wand, a recent purchase of his, one that he didn’t let her see before today.

“This, “he said darkly, “This will make you scream. “

With deft fingers, he pushed the tip of it between her wet folds and secured it with the strap to her thigh, before turning it on with a very satisfying click. As it started vibrating, Mikasa let out a high-pitched whine, throwing her head back.

“Noisy are we, “, Eren smirked, standing up and pulling the ball gag from his pocket. “I don’t like that princess, give me your mouth. “

Seconds later, she was silent again, the rubber ball muffling her, and he was left to continue his work undisturbed. Dragging the top of his instrument upwards, he let it brush against her chained nipples, giving them a light smack, before turning up the heat. He hit her again and again, distributing the blows all over her body, not letting any part of it going unchecked. He lightened the blows when he hit her nipples, breasts and her mound, not wanting to hurt her, but let the full force fall on her ass, coloring it red. Mikasa was grateful for the gag right now, because the exquisite torture her fiancé was administrating on her was truly making her lose it. The vibrations coming from the wand, combined with the bite of the clamps and the feel of the plug deep inside her were a combination that was working her up beyond her wildest imaginations. With the whipping he was adding to the mix, he really did fulfill his promise. Before she realized it, she was screaming into the gag, clenching her whole body, the need for release becoming a burning sensation deep inside her, destroying any of her rational thoughts. The bar between her ankles prevented her from rubbing her thighs together, robbing her of any sort of relief.

Luckily for them both, the five years together taught him the language of her body, and he soon noticed just how much she needed to come. There was a fine border between edging someone and making them miserable, and he had no intention of crossing it. Dropping the crop, he undid the clasp of the strap around her thigh, switching the wand off and standing up to release her hands. Once again grabbing the chain between her nipples, he pulled her to the bed, making her bend over. Mikasa fisted her hands in the bedding, feeling his fingers touch the plug as he pulled it from her, the sensation alone almost making her come. The gag effectively muffled her cries for him, but luckily, he had no intention of making her wait anymore. Carefully, he positioned his member and pushed in, hoping that the plug loosened her enough for him to slide in. It was still a tight fit, but after dribbling a bit more lube at it, he managed to get himself in all the way, the tight warmth overpowering. Yet Eren was nowhere as desperate as Mikasa was, and as soon as he was sheathed she started rocking her hips against him, following the burning need for release in her stomach. Eren bit him bottom lip, grabbing her hips and pulling out almost all the way, before pushing back in. He felt her insides tighten around him, the muscles working on their own, making him grit his teeth in concentration. Finding their rhythm together, he slipped his hand around her waist, tracing the outlines of her sex with his fingers, feeling just how desperate she really was. Wet was a weak word for her. She was literally dripping, her clit all swollen and sensitive, the foreplay being more intense then she imagined it would be. She tried telling him to move faster, to fuck her harder, but the gag muffled it all, only little whines escaping through it. Eren didn’t need to hear her however, reading her body like an open book, he sped up, slipping his fingers up to touch her tiny bundle of nerves, rolling it between his moisturized fingers.

She rocked back harder, faster, the pleasured groans cut off by the rubber ball, the coil in her stomach tensing, as the blessed release she chased neared. Not finishing was difficult. Eren stoked her harder with his fingers, doing his best to push her over. Sweat was gliding down his body, his muscles tense as he clenched, focusing every ounce of his quickly dwindling willpower to prevent himself from coming first. Pushing in harder, speeding up his fingers again, he was finally rewarded with a scream that he could hear even through her gag, a ripple that run through her body, the muscles clenching around him making stars dance behind his eyes. With an inhuman effort, he kept stroking her with one hand, while he let go of her hips with the other, reached out and undid the nipple clamps, adding to the already insane amount of stimulations that run through her body. It was one of the most intense orgasms in Mikasa’s life, the multiple ways he pleasured her coming together in a wide river of release, overwhelming her body. All her muscles contracted wildly, the waves of her peak making her vision darken as she slumped on the bed, thrashing. Eren had no idea how long she was coming, but he didn’t hold out long, his member twitching inside her as he followed her over the edge, yet somehow keeping enough mental strength to keep stroking her, lengthening her own release.

When Mikasa finally came back to her senses, she was lying on her back, all the cuffs and toys away from her body, while Eren was sitting next to her head, stroking her hair.

“What, “, she swallowed, her throat somewhat dry, “, What happened? “

“You passed out. “, he chuckled, “That never happened before. “

She closed her eyes again, stretching. All of her muscles felt sore, even those she never knew existed in her body. She could also feel a cold sensation on her backside, letting her know that Eren already massaged some of the soothing cream into it. What a nice man.

“Come on, “, he bent to press a kiss to her lips, “we need a shower. “

Once under the water however, with his dexterous fingers rubbing her shoulders, she felt the embers inside her stomach catch fire again. This time, it wasn’t the all thoughts consuming roaring inferno, but a small flame that let her know that despite the aches in her body she could still go on. Eren gasped when he felt her hand curl around his length and looking down he saw her biting her bottom lip, eyes half lidded. “What do you say, “, she stroked him slowly, making him hiss, “that we go again, “A smile tugged on her lips, “Master? “

The second round was slower, more sensual and less intense, but it still left them both satisfied and with shaky legs. They almost fell during it, confirming the suspicions about the dangerous shower sex, but they managed to hold their balance, mostly thanks to Mikasa’s lower body strength and agility.

“So, how did you like it? “, he asked, when they finally laid down on the bed, fully intending to sleep at least till noon tomorrow.

She snorted. “Do I really have to answer that? “Seeing his eager face, she signed, leaning in to peck him on the lips. “It was amazing Eren, thank you. “Wrapping his hands around his waist, she slid them lower, grabbing and squeezing his ass, making him yelp in surprise. “I’ll make sure to repay you. “

“Oh really, “he asked, grinning.

“Mhm, “, she came a bit closer, letting her voice drop lower, whispering, “I will break you, like a dog, “, sticking out her tongue, she licked a stripe along his lips, “And you, you will love every damn second of it. “Eren couldn’t help but shiver hearing her talk like that. It was intoxicating. “I’ll make you beg and kiss my feet, and you will thank me for it all in the end. “

“I can’t wait, “he said hugging her tighter and kissing the crown of her head. “Mistress. “

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She made him wait, but he wasn’t surprised by that. Mikasa enjoyed making him squirm, watching him lost in his desperation and need for her. And if Eren was to be honest, he didn’t mind either. Sure, the position on his knees wasn’t very comfortable, but he couldn’t he bothered by that. His imagination was running wild, mind creating all the possible scenarios of what she is going to do to him, the anticipation making him hard already. He licked his lips, risking a quick peek towards the door, but he was still alone. Settling back on his heels, he closed his eyes and let his mind wander.

The quiet meditation was interrupted by the sound of the door opening, accompanied by the sharp clicks of high heels on wood. Eren’s eyes snapped open as he straightened his posture, trying to keep his gaze on the floor, just as she instructed him. But he was weak. After the waiting period, with hundreds of possible outcomes running through his head, he just had to see her. Cringing internally, knowing that he will be punished for this, he let his vision glide over the floorboard and up her body, any of the scenarios in his head paling in comparison with the real thing. Mikasa sure dressed up for today. Starting from the ground, the first thing he could see were the high heeled boots, reaching up almost to the middle of her thighs. They were made of some shiny black material, but Eren couldn’t say if it was leather, latex or something else entirely. Her torso was covered by a corset made from the same stuff, which ended in just the right place, leaving the tops of her pushed up breasts visible. The last article of her clothing was her underwear, which was the lacy black piece he saw on her multiple times already. Guess they didn’t sell a matching one, he thought with a chuckle, but his smile died when he reached her face. Mikasa’s black painted lips were pressed into a thin line, her eyes above them showing the naked steel in her grey gaze.

“Didn’t I order you to keep your eyes on the ground, pet? “, she shook her head, clearly very, very disappointed with his behavior.

Eren snapped his gaze back to the floor, feeling his cheeks redden. “I’m sorry mistress, I just couldn’t resist. “He heard her coming closer, the tips of her shoes coming into his view.

“You disobey my orders, and now you even can’t greet your mistress properly. “, Mikasa sighed, “Your discipline seems to be really lacking tonight, we will have to work on that. “

Remembering his place, Eren lowered his face, planting open mouthed kisses on her heels, following her protocol of “proper greeting. “She let him apologize to her for a few minutes, before grabbing his overlong hair and yanking his head back upwards. “This is a good start, pet. “, she shook him, the rough behavior watering his eyes but also making his arousal spike dangerously. “But it doesn’t make up for your mistakes. “Letting go of his hair, she gestured for him to stand up wordlessly. While Eren was climbing to his feet, Mikasa grabbed the cuffs from the bed, quickly locking them around his wrists and connecting them with the chain. Turning around, she dragged him behind herself towards the ceiling hook, pulling his arms up and securing them there.

“Now for your punishment, “, she said, and Eren couldn’t help but shiver when he heard the word fall from her mouth. Mikasa rounded him, and he heard her searching around in the drawer, humming to herself. When she appeared in front of him again, she was holding the nipple clamps he used on her the last time they were playing, a cruel smile on her lips. Eren felt the cold bite of the tiny jaws on his skin, pulling a tiny gasp from him before she closed the second metal part around his flesh. Giving the chain between the clamps a pull, she let go of him, only to disappear from his vision again. Luckily, he didn’t have to wait long, before he felt the crop smack against his ass, spreading the intoxicating mix of pain and pleasure he loved so much.

“This, “, she said, smacking him again, “is the usual punishment tool. “Another hit. “But I think that you behaved very bad today and, “another smack, “deserve a harder beating to make up for it. “, She circled in front of him, tracing the tip of the crop over his stomach. “Do you agree, pet? “

Sure, the bite of the leather instrument stung, but Eren couldn’t help but agree that he felt a burning need in his stomach for something harder tonight. Swallowing, he nodded, watching her lips twist upwards in a smile. Mikasa came closer, grabbing a fistful of his hair and yanking his head backwards, her mouth biting on the exposed skin above his collar, marking it. “Good boy. “, she whispered, letting go of him and grabbing the tool she intended to use tonight, a solid cane made from wood. It made a very satisfying sound when she let it fall on her palm, leaving tiny prickles of pain beneath the skin. Yes, this would do very nicely. Taking an experimental swing, she hit Eren’s backside again, loving the way it made him gasp. “Can you handle this? “, she asked, smacking him again. He nodded, rapidly, eager to let her know just how right it felt to be spanked by the wooden instrument. Yet Mikasa wanted to take some additional measures, after all the cane could seriously hurt a person if you let yourself go too far. Pulling down her panties and stepping out of them, she grabbed them from the ground and came in front of her bound victim. “Open. “, she commanded, and he obeyed instantly, letting her stuff the piece of clothing into his mouth and over his tongue, serving as a makeshift gag. “If you drop them, I will stop punishing you immediately. Do you understand? “Eren’s eyes were dark, his pupils dilated, a clear sign just how deep under he truly was, but there was a flash of understanding before he nodded. Satisfied with her security measure, she took a step back and began turning his body red.

There were pauses between the hits, clearly giving him the time to stop her, but he never did. She was circling him, slowly, the clicking of her heels being the only sound in the room apart form the wood connecting with flesh and his muffled gasps. Eren sank his teeth into the panties, rocking his body with every blow. The pain was intoxicating, his inner masochist was screaming in ecstasy. Another hit landed on his abdomen, making his muscles clench as he took a deep breath through his nose. He loved the suffering she brought him, but he had limits. To gather strength, he drank in her body as she came in front of him, loving the way the dark latex made her pale skin stand out. Another hit, dangerously close to his crotch, the sting made his erection twitch. But when she disappeared from his field of view, he lost his source of power. The next hit landed on his ass again, the area being abused several times over, and he couldn’t handle it anymore. Opening his mouth, he let the panties fall to the floor and Mikasa immediately took notice. She was genuinely impressed with how long it took him to stop her. Returning the cane to its resting place, she pressed her body against him from behind, running her hands over his front and undid the clasps, the metal clattering on the floor, the feeling on his nipples only adding to the mix.

“You handled the punishment so well. “, she whispered in his ear, “You are so good for me, pet. “Eren wasn’t really in a state to answer, only shivering when he felt her tongue circling his earlobe. “But we are not done yet. “Letting his hands go free of the chain, she left him to stand there as she crossed the distance to the chair, sitting down gracefully and crossing her legs. Beckoning him to follow with a motion of her finger, Eren dropped down to his hands and knees, and crawled after her. Reaching the chair, he pushed himself up to kneeling position again, feeling his whole body sting from the beating.

“You handled the punishment well, “, she repeated, “But you still have to thank me for it. After all, it was for your discipline, pet. “Understanding the hint, he lowered his face again to her shoes, murmuring “Thank you mistress “, between the kisses. Mikasa chuckled above him, relaxing back in the chair with a satisfied sigh. “I think I’ll let you worship my legs now, pet. And because you took the pain so well, you can use your hands. “How generous of her. Taking one of her long, elegant limbs into his palms, he handled it carefully as if she was made of glass, planting open mouthed kisses and licking long stripes along the black shiny material of her boots. “Look at you, Eren. So hard and aroused just from kissing my shoes. “, she licked her lips, feeling her own excitement grow upon watching him being so dedicated to serving her. “You know that this is your place. Down at my feet, following my orders like a good pet, hoping that I will reward you for it. Say it. Say that you enjoy it. “He pulled his mouth from the latex, his tongue darting over his lips to get some moisture on them. “I love it mistress. I love pleasing you in any way you require of me. “With a nod from her he returned to his duties, making sure not to miss a single place. Reaching the top of the boot, he looked up for her approval before grabbing the zipper between his teeth and dragging it down, freeing her leg from the black material. Once he took it off, he let go of her foot, reluctantly, and picked up the other one, repeating the process.

After finishing, he sat back on his heels, waiting for her further instructions. Mikasa wiggled her toes, looking down at him, seeing his reddened lips and face, his eyes now the pools of darkness, his arousal clearly visible between his legs. “You did a good job, pet. I think that you earned the right to kiss my bare skin. “

“Thank you, mistress. “, he said, lifting her leg up to his mouth again, starting all over. Mikasa had to bite her bottom lip to stop the little moans from escaping when she felt him suck on her toes, licking the sole of her foot. The sheer dedication to her pleasure and his complete obedience were a huge turn on for her. Watching him kiss her shoes was nice and all, but feeling his tongue lick up her bare skin, that set off the fire between her legs. Rubbing her thighs together, she didn’t let her eyes slip from him for a second, as he slowly worked his way up, not missing an inch of her pale skin. When he reached the apex of her thighs, she really wanted him to just drop the act and kiss her there, where the flame was burning already, but Eren was as dutiful as ever. So, he set her foot down, carefully, and took hold of the other one, once again starting at the bottom and licking his way up. When he finally reached the top for the second time, she really had a hard time keeping her composure. But then she remembered that she was in charge, the night was hers to command, so abandoning all sense of self- control, she grabbed his long hair and shoved his face between her legs.

Eren could smell her arousal, see the way she was dripping, desperate for him. And he wouldn’t keep her waiting, that wasn’t his role tonight. Instead he stuck out his tongue, licking her from bottom to top, pulling a long and unashamed moan from her lips. Mikasa spread her legs more, setting them on the armrests, pulling him even closer. Following her unspoken command, he got to work. As always, he delivered. His mouth worked in sync with his tongue, pulling loud sounds from her mouth. Her head fell back, eyes closing, as she fully enjoyed the way he pleasured her. Tongue reaching deeper with each strong lick, he pulled out of her only to attend to her clit, which was already swollen and sensitive from his previous actions. It didn’t take her long to climax, her whole body convulsing as her thighs pressed into his head from sides, cutting off all of his senses as the wave of wetness drenched his face. Grabbing his hair, she pulled him away from her, pressing her legs together to let her delicate parts rest. Eren remained still as a statue, hands behind his back, waiting for her to calm down. After a few moments, she put her legs up on his shoulders, and he dipped his head again, putting his mouth to work.

Mikasa let him finish her off again before finally putting a definite stop to it, feeling very satisfied and somewhat weak in the knees. She was dimly aware just how hard it must be for him, spending the better part of the last hour between her legs while his own arousal was still untouched. Deciding to reward him for his performance, she pressed her foot against his face, and his eyes closed as he breathed her scent in, trying to calm himself. “Touch yourself. “, she ordered, trying very hard to prevent her voice from trembling. Slowly, reluctantly, he let his hand touch his hardness, and when she didn’t stop him, he started stroking himself, small puffs of warm breath sliding against her sole. Mikasa watched him, carefully, seeing the way he started losing himself as his hips started to move on their own, his own release nearing. “Stop. “, she ordered, and Eren let out a long whine, but his hand fell from him immediately, the iron discipline triumphing over the primal need to finally hit his release. “On the bed. “, she said, “Get on your hands and knees there and wait for me. “

She watched him crawl over to the piece of furniture and climb up, getting to the ordered position while she stood up on her shaky legs and went to retrieve the main dish for tonight. Coming back to the bed, she only stopped to drag down the zipper of her corset, ridding her body of the last piece of clothing. Climbing next to him on the bed, she squirted a bit of the lube she brought on her fingers, rubbing it between them. Eren heard the sound, and his whole body shivered in anticipation. Satisfied with the temperature, Mikasa pushed her fingers between his buttocks, sliding the tip inside the opening there. A full-on moan fell from his lips as he felt the penetration, and he had to fight not to fall on his face. It was strange, feeling her enter him, but somehow good, and he welcomed it. Mikasa worked slowly, loosening him before adding a second finger, circling her hand. She curled them up inside him and his member twitched as he oozed fat beads of pre-cum, fisting his hands in the bedding. Her warm breath tickled his ear as she came close. “Are you ready for the main treat, pet? “, she asked, her voice low and seducing. “Y-Yes m-mistress. Please. “, he whispered, voice shaky.

Mikasa pulled her fingers out, and grabbed the strap-on, fastening the toy to her hips. Once she was ready, she lubed it up and grabbed Eren’s hips, pushing in, feeling it sink into him inch by inch. It was small, smaller than his member, but then again, he wasn’t really used to having stuff inside of him. And it was still long enough to reach his prostate. She could feel the moment she hit it, because his whole body shuddered, and a few curses fell from his lips, his hand traveling down to touch himself between the legs, the friction too much to handle. But she was having none of it. Mikasa reached out, grabbing his hand and pinning it to the bed. “None of that, pet. “She whispered into his ear, grinding the toy inside him. “I will have complete control over your pleasure, do you understand? “

“Y-Yes, I’m s-sorry mistress. “, he pushed through gritted teeth, beads of sweat falling from him. “P-Please touch me. “

Satisfied with his obedience, she bit his neck, dragging her fingernails down his back, leaving red angry marks behind. They stood up nicely, mixing with the welts from the canning, painting a canvas of pleasure and pain on his skin. Eren was panting, shaking, babbling, the control of his body was completely in her hands. Mikasa loved it. Pushing in and out, watching his face as he completely lost himself in the pleasure, marking his back and neck with scratches and bites, it was overwhelming him completely. Finally, finally deciding that she tortured him enough, she reached down, touching his twitching and weeping member with one hand, giving him few slow and thorough strokes. With a scream, he came into her hand, hard, his release racking though his body. His vision went completely white, and his arms and legs buckled, the pleasure taking over. Mikasa’s arm was soon the only thing preventing him from collapsing on the bed completely.

The sight of him coming undone so hard by her hands reignited the fire in her own stomach, the one she thought has been taken care of by his skilled mouth and tongue. Biting her bottom lip, she lowered him down to the bed, smacking his ass just for good measure. “Turn over. “she commanded as soon as he looked lucid enough to understand. With a groan, he followed the order, hissing when his back and ass slid over the sheets. She really didn’t hold back in the punishment. Looking over her victim, Mikasa smiled seeing just how wrecked he was. And all this was her doing, with him willingly playing his part, because they both loved the way they could make each other lose control, how they made each other come undone. Lowering her eyes, she could see that his member was hopelessly placid, following the huge orgasm, whose aftershocks still rocked through his body. She shook her head. Now that just wont do. Closing her fingers around him, she gave him a few strokes, and his whole body shook under her. He couldn’t help it, the organ inside her hand was incredibly sensitive right now. Mikasa dipped her head, dragging her tongue on the underside of it. Despite his exhaustion and the fact that he just came back from his high, she could feel him coming back to life with her skilled help, which pulled a chuckle from her. Enveloping the whole head in her mouth, she sucked lightly, stroking the rest, and he hardened slowly, with Eren groaning all the time, the oversensitiveness driving him crazy.

The feeling got only worse when he was fully erect because she let him go from her mouth with a pop and mounted him instead. The damp and hot feeling of her insides squeezing him made him cry out, but Mikasa pressed a finger to his lips, silencing him. “Shush. “, she said, “You said you want to please me, right? “He swallowed before nodding, and she leaned forward, licking a stripe along his lips. “So, keep quiet, pet, and don’t you dare coming before me. “He nodded again, and she leaned back, satisfied, beginning the circular motions of her hips. Eren was desperate, biting the insides of his mouth, balling his fists in the bedding, because the feeling of her was enhanced by the sensitiveness of his member, only driving him to a faster finish. But he couldn’t let her down. After all, she was not only his mistress, but also his fiancé, the only woman he ever loved. And he didn’t want to please her just because she told him to, but because it made him happy to see her satisfied. It was an inhuman effort, but he managed to hold himself back, to feel her tighten around him as she peaked, the moans falling from her lips being the sweetest sounds he ever heard. Just then, when she finished riding out her orgasm on top of him, he allowed himself to come, groaning as he emptied his considerably smaller second load inside of her, spent and shivering but just so god damn happy.

“So how did you like it? “, she asked, repeating his question from few days back, when they were both cleaned and back in bed, this time to sleep, letting the exhaustion claim their strength.

“Well, it’s not something I’d go for every day of the week, “, he said, running a hand over her bare shoulder, smiling, “but I wouldn’t mind doing it again sometime. “

Mikasa grinned, tracing the bite marks she left on his neck with the tip of her finger. She really didn’t hold back on him tonight. Back in the shower, during their aftercare, when she was washing his back, she was taken aback by the number of angry red welts on his back and ass, combined with the scratches he had. She didn’t remember hitting him so much, but then again, she kind of lost control back there. Eren didn’t complain though, only thanked her for being rough with him, saying that he really needed it. Reaching out, she pulled him to a tight hug, pressing kisses all over his face. It felt good to just let the façade drop, to let the play end and remind herself that he was not her slave, but the man she loves. She wanted to tell him that, but before getting the words out she noticed that he was drooling a bit on her breasts, sleeping peacefully. Well, she can always tell him tomorrow. Mikasa dragged her fingers through his long hair, giving him a kiss on the forehead before closing her own eyes, letting the warm feeling inside lull her to sleep.

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“So, when is the wedding? “, Annie asked, circling her opponent in the arena, fists raised. Mikasa was thrown off her game so hard by that question, that she had problems blocking the quick series of jabs the blonde woman sent her way afterward.

“W-What wedding? “, she breathed out, dancing backwards, trying to put some space between herself and her sparring partner. Annie was having none of it. She pressed on, testing her defenses with punches and kicks, trying to find an opening. “Well “, she said, “You have been engaged to him for some time now, no? Isn’t marriage the next logical step? “A hard punch bounced off Mikasa’s raised hands, and the raven-haired woman quickly countered, landing a good hit on Annie’s stomach, making her double over. She pressed her advantage, and soon she forced her opponent on the ground, squeezing her head between her thighs while restraining her hands with her own.

Annie struggled for some time, but soon found out that she couldn’t get out of the lock. While she was already training at almost full capacity already, she was still recovering from the gunshot wound she had. Slapping the ground to indicate her surrender, Mikasa let her go and she sat up, massaging her neck. “We didn’t really talk about it yet. “, the winner of the training fight said, helping the loser to her feet. She wanted to explain a bit more about the subject, mostly because Annie gave her a stare that indicated how much she didn’t understand how someone can be engaged for this long and not even talk about the possibility of the wedding, but she was interrupted by Levi who called her to his office. Mikasa shrugged, and left the ring, grabbing a towel and drying herself off as she walked through the gym.

“What do you have for me? “, she sat down, smoothing some hair from her face. It was getting too long, but she postponed the haircut because she recently discovered her fondness for a longer hairstyle. Levi reclined in his chair, looking her up and down, having the same expression he always had. That whatever he was about to discuss with you was completely unworthy of his time, and you should feel very honored that he had decided to even have this conversation with you.

“I have a certain, “, he clicked his tongue, “proposition for you. “Mikasa waved her hand, signaling for him to go on, while checking her phone for anything important she might have missed. “There is a tourney in Europe, overseas, a big one. It would help promote both you and my gym, and the prize isn’t half bad either. The only problem is, that it’s a very long event, with qualifiers and shit, so we would be gone for a long time. “She looked up from her screen, frowning a bit. “How long? ““Three months. “, he said, holding up his hand to stop her from talking. “Yes, I know, it’s not very usual for a tourney to last this long, and you probably don’t want to leave that boyfriend of yours for three months, but at least think about it, please. It would be highly beneficial for both of us. “

She was just about to say that there is no way in hell she’s leaving for three months, when her phone buzzed, rather loudly. Mikasa picked it up, frowning when she saw that the caller was no one else but the hospital. Was Eren in some kind of trouble? “Yes? “

“Mikasa Ackerman? “, asked the caller, “You were on the emergency call list of a patient we just received, Sasha Blouse. Do you know her? “

She felt her heart drop significantly. “Y-Yes, she is my friend. What happened? “

“Ms. Blouse was in an accident, and she has been badly hurt. I would prefer to discuss the matter personally, if possible, so would you please come to the hospital? I’m sure she would appreciate it. “

 

“How do you find someone here? “, Annie asked, looking around suspiciously, “It’s so huge. “

Mikasa had certain experience with the hospital corridors from her visits to Eren but finding Sasha has provided her with quite a challenge. Just as she was losing hope, she saw her fiancé talking to someone she didn’t know, a short haired man who seemed quite distressed. Tugging on Annie’s arm, she closed the distance, waving to get his attention. Eren looked up, a small smile appearing on his lips, and opened his arms just in time for her to crash into him, crushing him in a hug. “Hey, you ok? “, he asked, smoothing the hair from her face, because it always got there, no matter how hard she tried to prevent that from happening. “I’m fine, how’s Sasha? “Eren’s face grew serious immediately, and he gently untangled himself from her. “She is still being prepared for the surgery, but I won’t lie to you, it’s not looking very good. “He took a step back, nodding to the man he was talking to earlier. “It’s best that I go back now. You sit tight, I’ll come back as soon as I have news. “With that, he turned around and left.

Mikasa felt her insides tighten. Very serious injury? She ran a palm down her face. Annie came to stand next to her, looking at the man in the room with them suspiciously.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I should introduce myself. “, he took a step forward, extending his hand, “I’m Connie, Sasha’s boyfriend. “

Mikasa took it, giving him a shake, a bit surprised. “I’m Mikasa, a friend and former roommate. This is Annie, she is my friend, came to offer her support. “, she shook her head, sitting down. “I have to be honest, I didn’t know that Sasha had a boyfriend. “

“Yea well, “, he ran a hand through his short hair, sitting down himself. “We are kind of a new item. Sasha didn’t feel like talking about us much, but that’s hardly the main issue now, isn’t it? You know what happened? “When Connie saw both of them shaking their heads, he took a deep breath. “It was a robbery; would you believe it? Who tries robbing a restaurant nowadays anyway, most of the payments are made by card, not cash. “He dropped his head to his hands, sorrow taking over. “Three kids came, asking for money, probably for drugs or some shit. And you know Sasha, she refused to give them anything, tried talking them out of it. One of the kid’s guns, some girls, went off, and she shot her through stomach. Before you came, doctor Yeager was just telling me that the bullet hit a bone and didn’t leave the body, so the damage is much bigger than a clean shot through. “

A robbery? This felt so unreal to Mikasa. Yet to be honest, she wasn’t surprised that Sasha didn’t give the kids anything. She never was the type to back down and give in to threats, no matter how serious they were. Looking up, she saw Annie looking at her, offering her a supportive squeeze of a hand. Mikasa forced herself to smile a bit. She was very glad that Annie decided to tag along, but even with her the room seemed to grow smaller, choking the air out. The possibility of Sasha disappearing from her life was looming over her shoulder, squeezing out any happiness she felt, leaving only cold fingers of fear behind. She looked towards the closed doors, hugging herself to keep warm. There was nothing to do now beside waiting.

 

Eren pulled out another piece, letting it fall on the metal tray with a click. The surgery was even more difficult than they expected. Looking at the scans, they could clearly see that the bullet hit Sasha’s spine, spreading pieces of metal and bone through her insides, causing terrible damage. He checked the monitors, making sure her vital signs were still going strong, before diving in again. He had to make sure that all the fragments were pulled out, otherwise she would never heal. Luckily for him, Erwin was very forthcoming when he requested to do Sasha’s surgery, probably sensing just how important it was for him. Mikasa didn’t have many friends, and her old roommate was one of the oldest, predating even her meeting with him. Yet all this knowledge simply faded to the back of his mind the moment he cut her open. He didn’t care who she was once she was on the table. Another life to be saved, that’s all that mattered. Pulling out a bone piece, he let if drop, taking a moment to make sure she was still stable before pushing back in. There is no way in hell he’s letting her die.

 

Connie had no idea how long they were waiting, time losing its meaning for him at the moment. Pacing around the room, he kept glancing towards the door, both fearing and hoping that they will open any time soon. He had no idea if he was ready to face the news, the prospect of losing Sasha was suffocating him. The door slid open, revealing the same long-haired doctor that he talked with before, now looking a good deal more tired. He came close, offering him a grim look as the black-haired girl who hugged him before stood up, looking every bit as scared as Connie felt inside.

“So, “, he had to clear his throat, because his voice almost failed him. “So, what’s the news, doctor. Is she okay? “

“She’s stable for now, but still in coma. We pulled out all the fragments and gave her medication to help her fight the infections, the rest is up to her now. “, Eren looked up from his papers, offering them all a weak smile. “Sasha is a fighter; her vital signs didn’t drop once while she was in the surgery. I’m sure that she will heal just fine. “

Connie felt a surge of relief wash through him, but before he could say anything the doctor held up his hand, having more to say. “There Is a last piece of information I should share with you. While her vital signs are good and strong, the damage done by the bullet was terrible. Even if she heals, there is a big possibility that Sasha will never walk again. “Noting their stunned silence, he sighed. “I assure you that we have done all that we could, but piece of spine got shattered, there is no way we could fix that. I’m sorry. “Seeing Mikasa so distressed about the news, he wanted nothing more than just to hug her and tell her that everything will be okay but judging from her body language he knew that she would flinch on any sort of physical contact right now. So, he shared a quick nod with Annie instead, murmuring that he will be back with more news, turning on his heel and leaving to check on Sasha again. With that the room grew silent again.

She couldn’t take it, she had to leave. Mikasa had no idea why she felt this way, but the whiteness of the surroundings was suddenly too much to handle, the tranquility of the room was overwhelming. She said her goodbyes to Connie, and walked to the exit, trying to prevent herself from just running for it. Annie followed with a curious expression her face, probably puzzled about what was happening. But she didn’t want any company now. Saying that she’s okay, that she just feels tired and needs to rest, she got rid of her friend, driving home while trying her hardest to prevent her hands from shaking. Everything was suffocating her. The familiar interior of their living room, the friendly color she picked herself, even the light coming in through the windows. And the hair, the stupid overlong hair. She growled, angry at herself for putting off the cut for this long, throwing the black strands from her face again. No, she couldn’t handle it, she had to do something. Grabbing a pair of scissors, she headed for the bathroom.

It felt better having a short cut again. But it wasn’t enough. Mikasa paced around, Eren’s last words ringing in her head. Sasha will never walk again. How could this have happened? Robbery, gun going off, the bullet hitting the spine. A coincidence? She couldn’t think, not here, not now. It was too much, happening too fast. Not just Sasha, but her whole life felt like it’s crashing down around her. First Eren is threatened with a gun, then her best friend gets shot. Mikasa needed to get away from this. Picking up her phone, she called Levi.

 

There were a few things Eren truly feared in his life and coming home to find packed bags and suddenly short-haired Mikasa sitting awkwardly in the living room with a coat on was one of them. “Something wrong? “, he forced the words around the quickly growing lump in his throat, hoping they didn’t sound too desperate.

“Eren, I… “, she took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. This wasn’t easy. “I’m leaving. “Upon seeing his eyes widen and the way his face fell, she quickly corrected herself. “Not for good, but for a time. There is a tournament in Europe, three months, and I… I need time. Time to think about everything, about us. I’m sorry. “, She stood up, gathering her things and walking past him, doing her best to prevent the tears from spilling. She turned around in front of the doors, extending her hand to reveal the small circle of metal on her palm. “You should probably take this back. “

Eren crossed his hands on his chest, shaking his head. “I gave that to you, it’s yours, I won’t take it. “With a tiny smile, she slid the engagement ring back on her finger, opening the door.
“I’ll see you s… I mean, goodbye, Eren. “

And she was gone.

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Pain. That was the most prominent thing that Sasha felt right now. It shot through her chest, all the way to her head and back, rendering even basic functions like thinking impossible. She swallowed, opening her eyes with inhuman effort, blinking and trying to determine what was happening around her. There was an overwhelming noise around her, buzzing of giant engines, propelling forward the metal box she was lying in. There were people around her, but to her eyes they were simply a blur, figures she couldn’t place. She blinked again, getting some moisture in her eyes, and finally managed to focus on the closest one. It was Connie, she realized, even though he was wearing some weird black clothes, uniform style, with metal wires and gears attached to it. He was talking to her, but she couldn’t make out the words. Gods damn it, why is the noise so loud? Swallowing again, she tried to sit up, only to find out that she couldn’t move her body at all. The pain was receding, as a numbness over took her, a sense to peace creeping in. She had a faint feeling that they accomplished something, something great, something that will change the world for the better, yet she couldn’t truly remember what the deed was. A warm drop fell on her face, the last part of her body she had control over, and she realized that Connie was crying, cradling her head in his lap, holding her. She tried to smile at him, tell him that everything will be okay, yet when she opened her mouth, only one word managed to split out before the darkness took over completely.

“Meat.”

Sasha woke with a gasp, clutching her chest, but the pain was gone. The noise of engines was replaced with a silence, only broken by a soft beeping of machines. Turning her head, she could see that she was in a bed, white sheets and all, surrounded by a small army of medical life supports. She tried sitting up, but like in the dream, her body refused to follow the command. She couldn’t really feel anything from waist down, she realized, frowning. Just as she was about to put more thought into it, a nurse entered the room.

“Ms. Blouse, how are you feeling? “, she asked, smiling and checking the machines.

Sasha swallowed, opening her mouth to answer but only a groan came out. Her throat was so dry that she couldn’t get her words out. The nurse took notice of that, handing her some water. When she freshened up, she managed to say that yes, she was feeling pretty good, but quite confused about what the hell happened. The last thing she remembered was working at her restaurant, filling some orders until someone came in. Kids, perhaps?

“I believe that those questions would be best answered by your doctor, who will be here momentarily. “, she checked the monitor, nodded to herself, and walked out of the door.

Sasha fell back into the pillows, working her hands that finally got some feeling into them. Flexing her fingers, she frowned down at her toes, willing them to move. Yet nothing happened, again. As before, her train of thought got interrupted when two familiar figures bursted in. Sasha gasped when she got enveloped in a hug, and the arms dropped from her, a very guilty face of Connie fading into view.

“Shit, Sasha, I’m sorry. “, he took a step back, as if suddenly realizing that she just woke up from god knows how long coma and was lying in hospital. “Did it hurt? “

“Maybe we should hold back on the hugs for now. “, said the other newcomer, long-haired and wearing white doctor coat. He took a quick peek into his file, smiling. “Your vital signs are as strong as ever Sasha, seems like you will be out of here in no-time. “

She focused her gaze on him, racking her brain for his name. Of course, she knew him, work, you useless piece of meat inside my skull. She reasoned that it must be her medication because her thoughts were coming in slow and jumbled. Eren! That’s who he was. Mikasa’s boyfriend, right? When she looked at him closely, she realized that he looked strangely down however. He had circles under his eyes, and his hair was messy, strands sticking out of the bun and falling around his face. Yet the smile he gave her was bright.

“I think that you are a bit confused about what happened, am I right? “, when she nodded, he continued. “You were involved in an accident. I don’t know if you remember, but the kids that came into your restaurant tried robbing it. “, his lips twitched a bit, “You, of course, didn’t give them anything. So, they got nervous, and one of the guns fired. “He gestured towards the bandages on her lower stomach. “You were shot, Sasha. “

Well, that explained a few things.

“How long, how long was I out? “, she asked, fearing the answer already.

“A week. “

Damn. “I feel pretty good, considering I slept for a week. “, she said, trying to lighten the mood. “But I. “She had to ask, there was no other way. Sasha took a deep breath. “I can’t feel my legs Eren. “

He nodded, his face grim. “The bullet hit you in the spine, there was an excessive internal damage. I did what I could, but I can’t fix everything. “He looked a bit guilty, shaking his head. “I’m sorry, but the possibility of you ever walking again is quite slim.“

Silence fell on the room. Connie was holding her hand, squeezing it gently, while Eren kept his eyes on the file. Sasha blinked, taking the information slowly in. She might never walk again. Ever. In her life. Yet the overwhelming sadness and despair she expected never truly set in. Her life was hardly over, was it? The loss of her legs just paled with the numbness that her dream brought. This was nothing, she can get over it. Sasha was a fighter. The road may be hard, but she won’t give up. She never did.

“Thank you. “

Eren’s head shot up, not sure he heard right.

“You saved my life, didn’t you? “, she said, sitting up straighter. He looked a bit embarrassed, scratching the back of his head. “You always blamed yourself Eren, even back when you were in school. I’m sure that you did everything that you could, and if anyone else would be taking care of me, I would most likely be dead. “She gestured for him to come closer, and when he did, she reached out and wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer. “Thank you. “, she whispered in his ear again, giving him a kiss on the cheek before letting him go. He took a step back, red faced, murmuring that he had to be somewhere else before disappearing through the door. Sasha took a deep breath, looking up on her boyfriend who seemed every bit as surprised by her reaction as Eren was.

“Let’s get out of here, shall we? “

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The sun was glistening on the water surface, making the river light up from the inside. Mikasa leaned on the railing, breathing heavily, taking a break from her morning run. The city she and Levi stayed in was a beautiful one, with just the right mixture of modern and old to create perfect relaxing experience while providing its inhabitants with all the luxury they could ask for. As usual, she wasn’t the only one awake even at this early hour. There were other runners, and several casual walkers, enjoying the morning breeze and drinking in the sights, just as she was right now.

Mikasa focused on her breathing for a minute, stretching, squinting up to the sun defiantly. It was about the time she should head back. Levi will most likely be up by now, so they can head down to the gym and begin the real training of the day. They had just a few days before the first rounds of the tournament, and the routine he set for her was quite merciless. Putting her hands back on the railing, she had to admit that merciless was the best thing for her right now. With her mind completely focused on controlling her body, the thoughts she didn’t want to have couldn’t creep in. The memory of Eren’s face when she closed the door, the taxi ride to the airport during which she kept a stone face and the following flight when she did the same. Levi didn’t say anything when he saw her, didn’t ask any questions, god bless the man, because she was sure that she would break if he did. It didn’t mean he didn’t care for her, he did, but Levi simply knew that leaving her alone is exactly what she wants from him. Mikasa build a wall around herself, ever since childhood, and her emotions were her own, she didn’t want anyone to look into them. That was, until Eren came into her life. Knowing that, Levi did exactly what was the right thing to do. Nothing. He ignored her fixed expression the whole flight. He didn’t pose a single question when she cried herself to sleep once they were in their hotel room. He gave her the time to heal. And think.

The sun warmed her outside, but it couldn’t reach the coldness inside that seemed to be a permanent companion ever since she left her house. Mikasa closed her eyes and tilted her head up, turning over the big question that filled her mind ever since the breakup. Was it really a break up though, she thought to herself. You left him, whispered one voice inside her mind, you offered to give him back your engagement ring. But he didn’t take it, opposed the other, he still loves me. She sighed. She handled the situation very poorly, Mikasa knew that, but problem was, she didn’t know any better. The instinct to simply cut and run when the surrounding became too overwhelming was too strong inside her bones. What happened, happened. Now was the time to face the present and make the decision. Absent minded, her hand started playing with the ring on her finger. Yea, she still wore it. Her lips pulled into a small, sad smile. So much for a clean break. Her sorrowful musings were interrupted by her buzzing phone. Pulling it out, she didn’t even look who it was before accepting the call and putting it to her ear.

“Mikasa! How you doing? “, Connie’s voice was surely a surprise, but a welcome one.

“Hey Connie, I’m fine, what about you? “, she turned her back towards the glistening river, leaning more comfortably on the railing. “How’s Sasha? “

“Oh, everything is amazing really. Sasha is kind of the reason why I’m calling, she woke up! “, there were sounds in the background, a voice demanding attention. Connie laughed nervously. “She really wants to talk to you. “

Mikasa grimaced. How exactly is she going to explain the current situation to her friend? She literally left her in coma, running away the day she had the accident. Not a very friendly thing to do. Connie was doing his best to stall her but judging from the sounds on the other end of the line, it was a losing battle. “It’s all right, “, she said, “put her on. “

“Mikasa Ackerman! “, for someone who just spent a considerable time sleeping, Sasha’s voice was loud and clear. A little bit too loud. “What the hell do you think you are doing? Leaving me here all on my own, surrounded by wild animals and doctors, leaving behind only my boyfriend to protect me. We both know he can’t brawl for shit. “Connie seemed to disagree with that, but Sasha shushed him.

“I’m sorry Sash, I just. I just had to go. “Yea, that sounded really convincing. Mikasa cringed internally, pinching the bridge of her nose. How was she supposed to explain what she felt inside? Yet something in her voice must have given it away, because next time her friend spoke, it was way softer.

“Mikasa? Honey, you know you can talk to me about anything, right? I took a little nap, “, they both chuckled at that, “but I’m back in full strength and ready to help. “
“In full strength? “

“Well, I mean there’s a little problem with my legs not working right now, but ill get them to cooperate. You know me, I don’t give up. “

Mikasa felt tears prickle in her eyes. So Eren’s prediction came true. Sasha was unable to walk; just woke from a coma and first thing she did was call her and offer her support. She didn’t deserve to have a friend like that.

“I’m sorry, but I think that this is something I have to go through by myself. “, she whispered, trying hard not to cry.

“Sure thing! Just give me a call when you feel better and we can gossip for hours. Not like I have anything better to do. “, there wasn’t even a hint of sadness in Sasha’s voice. Somehow, she managed to remain cheerful even in a situation like this. Mikasa didn’t understand it. After saying their goodbyes, the line disconnected. Mikasa stared at her phone, noticing that her lock screen was still the same picture of Eren she took a few months back. He looked so carefree here, smiling into the camera with his hair falling all around his face, the sun lightening its natural brown color. With a sigh, she stashed the device back into her pocket, pushing herself off the railing and picking up speed as she ran back towards the hotel. She needed to clear her head.

 

Levi was awake by the time she got there, frowning into his laptop and sipping black coffee as usual.

“Something wrong? “, she asked as she fixed her own drink, sitting at the table and picking at her eggs.

“Just giving Hange some instructions how to manage the gym while I’m gone. “

“You are letting her take over? “, she took a mouthful, chewing. It tasted pretty good.

“Wasn’t my idea. “, he shrugged, “But she offered to do it after her hours at the lab, apparently, she really likes watching people in specific situations, gym being one of them. “. His frown only deepened, as he closed the machine and stood up. “Finish your food, and get ready, we are leaving as soon as possible. “

 

“Well you certainly have some unresolved anger issues “, he said, picking himself up from the floor again.

Mikasa dropped her hands down from the fighting stance, muttering an apology. She really went hard on her sparring partner today, and It was hardly his fault. Her mind just continued working, no matter how hard she worked out to prevent that from happening. Sasha’s call repeating inside her skull, mixing with the stuff she felt towards Eren, that mix being spiced up by her own insecurities and self-doubts. And the only way she knew to prevent that from happening wasn’t working right now. So yea, she was pretty angry at herself.

“No, it’s ok. “, Levi unstrapped his gloves, dropping down on the chair and opened a water bottle. “Just take it out on your opponents in the tournament, not on me. “

If it only was so easy.

 

The next two months flew by quickly. Training, fighting, and training again, everything became a blur. The first rounds were easy, then the opponents became a bit tougher, but they were still nowhere near her level. But as she smoothly progressed through the tournament, the real fight was going on inside her head. Two months, and she was nowhere close to resolving her inside struggle. Eren didn’t call her once, which was understandable considering that she was the one who walked out on him, and she didn’t have the courage to call him herself. She talked with Sasha a lot but couldn’t really bring herself to ask her friend for advice. No, this was something she had to decide for herself. But how? She had a month before facing him again, yet she had no idea how that will go. They say that time heals all wounds, yet who was really the wounded party here, she couldn’t tell. Two months later, back on the same spot, overlooking the river and watching the sun dance on the water.

And not an inch closer to the solution.

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“So, it’s been two months. “

“Mhm. “

“You holding up all right? “

Eren sighed, carefully putting the barbell back onto its rest and pushing himself into a sitting position on the bench. Hange, who was supposedly “spotting him”, shifted herself a bit, leaning more comfortably against the neighboring machine. Her slim build suggested that she wouldn’t be able to help even if Eren was exercising with only the metal bar, which only deepened his suspicion that she was following him around to talk, not to train.

“You want to switch? “he asked sarcastically.

She shook her head, muttering that she’s good.

“I asked you a question, it’s rude to ignore it. “

To buy time, he picked up his bottle, taking a drink and looking around. The gym was rather empty at this hour, just the way he liked it. To be honest, he was surprised to find out that even with Levi gone it was still running, temporarily shifted under Hange’s management. This meant that the opening hours began after her shift at the lab, but that suited him just fine. The gym was his redemption he just couldn’t stay home. Every time he opened the door to find the house empty, another tiny part of him died. She was everywhere in his memories. Sitting on the couch, watching Tv, sleeping in their bed, in the shower or in the kitchen, singing her childish songs while doing one of her food experiments. Eren chuckled. Out of the two, he was always the better cook. His mother taught him, it was their form of bonding together after his father died. Mikasa grew up with Levi, which meant living on takeout and instant ramen. After they got together, he spent a good number of evenings in the kitchen with her, teaching her what he knew. She was enthusiastic, but the normal recipes did little to satisfy her curiosity. That meant coming home to sometimes horrible, sometimes surprisingly tasty combinations, all of them her own ideas. She used to joke that she will write a cooking book one day. Eren’s smile died on his lips. He wondered if he will ever get to read it.

“From the fallen expression on your face, ill take a wild guess and say that you aren’t holding up very well. “, Hange said, scribbling into her tiny notebook. Where she was keeping it all the time, that was a mystery to him.

“I-I’m fine. “, he said, trying to defend himself. “Just tired. “

“You are tired because you spend all of your waking hours either at work or here. “, she crooked an eyebrow at him. “I do wonder why that is. “

Damned woman. She was too smart for her own good. Of course he had to either work or train, his home has become a living museum of memories. Memories of what he lost. Eren was never a big gym freak, that was Mikasa’s role, but with his free time suddenly very unoccupied he found himself wondering what to do. Armin was usually busy, spending time with Annie, and his other colleagues also had their lives. For perhaps first time in his life, he felt truly alone. After finding out that the gym was opened, he dedicated all his time off there. Body strain dulled the mind, making him able to fall asleep easily, way too exhausted to think. And that was just perfect. Coming here had only one tiny problem, which was right now standing above him and scribbling away.

For some reason, Hange seemed really taken by his case. The first month she was only observing him, but the second she came close, offering to spot him during his lifting. He never really needed a partner, knowing his strength rather well, but she was a friend, so of course he accepted. Her spotting turned out to be just standing around while he exercised, flooding him with an unending stream of questions and writing her new findings into that infernal notebook. Eren had the unshakable feeling that he became one of her social experiments, and he wasn’t sure how to feel about it.

“Have you perhaps thought about finding other way to release your frustration than a gym? “

He frowned.

“What frustration? “

“Sexual of course, what else. “

His cheeks reddened at that, which she found downright adorable.

“It’s just logical. “, she continued, leafing through her notes, “From what I gathered, you used to be in a very sexually active relationship, and your supply, if we can call it that, got suddenly cut off. It’s nothing to be ashamed of really. Sex produces a lot of hormones, like… “

“I know what sex is, thank you very much. “, he cut her off, looking around to make sure this conversation was private. “I can handle my frustration myself. “

“I’m not so sure about that, judging from the state of you. “, she continued, eager to prove her point. “If you want, I can give you some tips and tricks, perhaps establish some contact with professionals who could help you. “

“I don’t need whores. “, Eren grinded his teeth. Sometimes it was hard to remember that Hange really meant well. Her purely scientific mind simply searched for a solution, that was it, there was no mockery in her words. “Look, “he said, “If I tell you a funny story will you stop talking about it? “

She frowned. “Does that story have something to do with your inability to relieve yourself of stress? “When he nodded, her face grew suddenly very interested, and she leaned forward as not to miss a single word. “Okay, we have a deal. “
Eren looked around the now empty gym. No surprise, it was really getting late. He honestly had no idea why he wanted to tell her what happened to him. Perhaps it was because he felt alone, and she was as of right now the only person willing to listen. “Right then, “, he said, “listen or make notes or whatever, because I’m not going to repeat myself. “

 

The bar was full, the music loud, the guests intoxicated. It was exactly the type of place he was looking for. Eren swirled his glass, kicking back his drink, feeling it burn down his throat. He had no idea how many he had, but his head was positively fuzzy, and his thoughts were slow, signaling that he was in fact quite drunk. He never was a heavy drinker. Of course, he and Mikasa attended some college parties together, and he was no stranger to a glass of good whisky after work, but he never drank excessively. To reason was so simple that it was downright painful. Till now, he had no reason to drink to forget, to dull his mind. Eren prided himself that he never took any drugs, his medical practice giving him enough cases of overdosing to stamp out any need to try them. But he was addicted, he just never realized it. He was addicted to Mikasa, to her calming presence, to be able to come home and have someone tell him that everything will be ok. He was a junkie, and his stash has just run out. And as every addict, he was looking for something else to fill the void.

He signaled the bartender for a refill, making a mental note to leave a huge tip when the man did what he asked without any stupid commentary or questions. It was just two days since she left, but he was already feeling like the light of the world was snuffed out. I’m pathetic, he thought to himself, sighing. Grown man, respected doctor, an expert in his field. Yet the only thing he wanted to do was to go home and curl in his bed, vainly hoping that he will wake up and all this will be just a dream, that she never went away. Eren always thought that he was smart, but this was a problem he couldn’t find a solution for. Why she broke like that, why couldn’t they just talk about it like they always did, work it out together. Another thing about women ill never get, he chuckled, picking up his glass and draining it. The world around him blurred when he set the glass back, and he swayed dangerously on the bar stool. All right, seems like I have enough. Pulling out his wallet, he paid, not forgetting to tip the good man, and stood up. The whole world was spinning, and Eren groaned, massaging his temples. Just as he collected himself enough to leave, a hand on his shoulder stopped him.

“What are you doing here all alone, handsome? “, asked a feminine voice.

Eren opened his eyes, blinking at the girl that grabbed him. He didn’t know her, even drunk he was sure of that. She seemed to be in her late teens, early twenties maybe, with tanned skin and hazel eyes, brown hair falling around her shoulders and framing her face.

“Can I. “, he licked his lips, collecting his thoughts. “Can I help you? “

She smiled, letting go of his shoulder and came closer.

“You can. “

Her hand reached out, playing with his long hair as she continued talking.

“Look handsome, I came here today because my life has been full of shit lately, so I want to unwind. And you, you look like the perfect tool for that. “

Eren blinked again, his drunk mind slowly piercing together what she just said. It certainly didn’t help that he never did any bar dating in the past, not even one-night stands or anything. Until recently, he was in a perfectly satisfying relationship. Even through the curtain of alcohol, his heart ached again. But the words “No thank you” never made it past his lips. After all, why the fuck not? She left him, didn’t she? For all he knows, she might be banging someone in the fucking Europe right now, the engagement ring safely removed from her finger. They tiny rational part of his mind protested, knowing that Mikasa would never do that, but he pushed it down. So, she leaves him after he literally saves a life of her friend. Well fuck her then, he doesn’t need her. This girl was pretty, and she wanted to have a quick fuck, he can give her that. No problem.

“If you want to have some fun, “, he said, forcing his own lips to smile, “You found the perfect guy. “

The bathroom was empty, thank god, and the stall was surprisingly clean. She pushed him down on the, luckily closed, toilet seat, her mouth not leaving his for a second as she straddled his waist. Eren kissed her back, forcing back the thoughts that reminded him just how different this was from kissing Mikasa. She always used her teeth to tuck at his lower lip, always tried to take control of the kiss. No. I can’t think about her, not now. With difficulty, he silenced his mind, focusing on the present. He didn’t want to hear that he was just about to cheat on her. He could only imagine how surprised the girl would be if he told her that she is going to be his second sexual partner ever. His eyes kept scanning her face, searching for any traces of Mikasa in her features and finding none. He forced them to close. Tried to let himself be taken by his instincts, but they felt weak, fake and forced. The girl seemed to have none of his problems, her crotch grinding against his, as her hand slowly reached down to touch him. The kiss stopped abruptly. Eren opened his eyes to be met with a very confused look on her face, her hand now resting between his legs. It didn’t take him long to figure out the problem. He wasn’t hard.

The absurdity of the situation was slowly settling in. They were kissing for good ten minutes and she was in his lap for the last five, giving his body more than enough time to get itself ready. Yet for some reason his member was completely limp. Her hand left him, and she sighed, looking disappointed.

“I’m sorry. “, he managed to say, “This never happened to me before. “

She patted his cheek affectionately, climbing off his lap and straightening her skirt. Deciding that she looked presentable enough, she opened the stall doors.

“You should have told me that you are gay. “, she said with a wink, and was gone.

“I’m not… “, he began before realizing that she is gone.

The sound of defeated laughter was surprising, and it took him a moment to realize that it was coming from his own lips. Leaning his head back against the wood, he closed his eyes, letting the room spin round and round. The evening just couldn’t get any better.

 

Hange was silent when he finished his story, but her pen never stopped moving.

“This is amazing. “, she said finally, closing the notebook, excited expression on her face.

Amazing wouldn’t really be the word Eren would describe it with, but it was surely interesting. He didn’t lie to the girl, he never had problems with getting hard before. If anything, he had the opposite problem. It just didn’t make sense. She was reasonably attractive, and he was a healthy human male, his body should have reacted. Yet it didn’t.

“Have you done it before? “, Hange asked suddenly, derailing his train of thought.

He arched an eyebrow at her.

“Drink and have sex, did you ever do it? “, she explained, her notebook opened once more.

“I… “, there really was no point in lying to her, was there. “Yes. “There were few Fridays when he and Mikasa got totally wasted at home, just to have drunken sex on the couch and fall asleep there. They called it the night of bad decisions, especially when they were nursing their headaches in the morning. Yet it never stopped them from doing it again.

The pen scratched on the paper. “So logically it must be the female part of the coitus that doesn’t sit well with your system. “

“You realize that that’s bullshit, right? I was just way too drunk. Or it was my mental state, my mind wasn’t really okay back then. “ He kept silent about the fact that it was still far from healed.

“Those facts, they are boring. “, Hange wiggled her finger at him. “And I don’t do boring, so we will go with my theory, not yours. “

Eren shook his head in defeat. It really had no sense to argue with her. In the end, things will go as she want them to, and that was that.

“As I said, this is amazing. Man, who is physically unable to cheat on his partner because his bits simply refuse to work unless the mating is occurring with the said partner. But a lot of research must be done before we can confirm this theory. “Eren was just about to protest, to say that his life was hardly an experiment, but she shushed him. “Luckily for you, “she said, “I am your friend, and I will take on this project free of charge. “she smiled at him, and it was so predatory that he had to fight the instinct to run from her. “Starting now, your specific impotence is as much your problem as it is mine. And don’t worry, I will not rest until I have figured it out. “ She squeezed his shoulder reassuringly, a huge smile plastered on her face.

Eren sighed, letting his head fall to his hands. He had the feeling that he just made a terrible mistake.

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Eren opened his eyes to the bright morning sun, feeling very well rested. He sat up and stretched, stifling a yawn and taking in his surroundings. His sight soon discovered another person in the bed with him, very familiar pale bare upper back peeking from the covers. With a sly grin, he moved himself closer, letting one hand dip underneath the bedding into the dip of her waist that he knew so well. He splayed his palm, feeling her abdominal muscles rising with each breath she took, tracing the shapes of them with the tips of his fingers. In the same time, he began a journey with his lips, starting at the point of her shoulder and moving ever so closer to her neck, tracing the road with tiny kisses. Mikasa was always a light sleeper, so he wasn’t surprised when her eyes fluttered open, and she turned her head just enough to see him watching her, a lazy smile spreading on her lips.

“Watching me sleep? Creep. “

He shrugged, murmuring “Guilty.”, before continuing his path, drawing a small moan from her when he reached her neck. Even though it was an early morning, she seemed to be fully awake now. As soon as he bit into her skin to mark it, her eyes flared at the challenge, and before Eren realized it he was on his back with her on top of him, with a victorious grin on her face.

“I win. “, she whispered before lowering her head enough for their lips to brush, and soon they were kissing, her hands coming up to frame his face. With inhuman effort, he stopped her, taking her hands in his and frowning at the red circles around her wrists.

“I told you that I prefer the padded cuffs, not the metal ones. “, she said, pouting slightly.

“It would be okay If you didn’t pull on them so hard. “, he replied, pressing his lips against the marks gently.

Impatient once more, she pulled her hands from his, grabbing his wrists instead and pushing them down to the bed, locking them in her unbreakable grasp.

“I’ll survive. “, she pulled at his bottom lip with her teeth, before letting it snap back into place, earning a low groan from him. It got only worse as he felt her heat push against his very quickly growing hardness, as she grinded her want on him.

“Now, where were we? “

 

Eren groaned, opening his eyes, this time for real, feeling like he grew older by fifty years over night. Even though he knew what he will find, his eyes still scanned the empty half of the bed. She wasn’t here, of course. Stupid dreams. He got up from the bed, stretching. A quick peek downwards confirmed his suspicion that when Mikasa was involved, even in a dream, he really had no problems getting hard. As he showered he couldn’t get the night visions out of his head. Part of him hated himself that he couldn’t stop thinking about her, even when he slept. Much bigger part of him hated himself because he woke up too early, before the dream could really get juicy. So, this is where I am now, he chuckled, putting his head under the stream of water, hoping to get off on a wet dream. Pathetic.

Work was a pleasant distraction as usual. As soon as he set foot into the hospital, he was able to focus, to clear his head and think. Yet every shift has its end, and two successful surgeries later he was done, contemplating what to do now. As it was ever a question. Packing his bag, he prepared himself for the gym, only to run into Ymir on the way out.

“Going lifting again? “, she asked, smirking at him with her usual friendly smile.

“Something wrong with that? “

“What? Of course not. “, she came closer, squeezing his bicep. “It’s good to see that you are finally trying to be the one to put on the pants in your relationship. “, she joked, laughing.

Eren forced a smile on his face, praying that it didn’t appear too much as a grimace. Of course, Ymir had no idea what was going on between him and Mikasa. He didn’t tell anyone, apart from Hange and Armin. But he underestimated her intuition.

“What's up? “, she asked, suddenly concerned.

“Oh, it’s nothing. “, he tried to play it cool. “I’m just a bit tired. “

Even when he was leaving, he felt her eyes on the back of his skull. Whatever he said, she didn’t look very convinced.

 

As soon as he got to the gym, he saw his other problem casually leaning against the machines. Hange was going over her notebook, tapping the pen to the paper, mouthing some words silently. It was exactly a week since he told her about his little incident, since she declared him a new subject for her research. So far, she didn’t want anything from him, and when he asked she brushed him off, saying that she had a plan and he is not supposed to disturb her. Eren walked up to her, murmuring his hello. Her eyes lit up immediately.

“Eren! Finally! “

“Finally? “, he cocked an eyebrow at her. “You have something for me? “

As proud as a mother whose child just won a national spelling bee, she tapped her finger on the tiny notebook.

“The test is ready! “

“What test? “

“One that will help me pinpoint the root of your problem and hopefully suggest some cures I could try. “

Eren groaned.

“Just give me a minute to stretch, and then you can fire anything u want at me. “

 

“If you would narrowly escape a burning building, would you go back to try and save your partner? “

The weight clinked as he let go of the handle, straightening his back. So far, the questions were rather simple. Hange wanted to know Mikasa’s favorite food, color, movie and similar stuff. Easy. Than she asked the same questions, but this time she wanted to know about him and his tastes. But this, this was a new type. And one look at her confirmed that she was deadly serious, pen raised and ready to note his answer.

“I… “, he swallowed, but in his heart, he was sure of what to say. “Yes. Yes, I would. “

She nodded, writing it down.

“How many sexual partners did you have in your life? “

“W-What? What kind of question is that? “

Hange looked up from her notebook, unamused.

“It took me a long time to put this together, Eren, so would you please be so kind and just answer the questions? They all have a meaning, I assure you. “

Here she was again. Scientist through and through. She didn’t ask to humiliate him, or to pull some spicy secret out of him. It was just another variable of her equation. He took a deep breath, taking a look around to ensure their privacy.

“One. Just one. “

She noted it down without commenting it any way. Luckily.

“How many partners did your counterpart have? “

“I... I mean, just one, too. “

Another scratch of the pen.

“What attracts you the most on your partner? “

All right, this was a hard one. Eren wasn’t blind, of course he was attracted to the way she looked, after all, she was fucking beautiful. But it wasn’t the only thing. She was smart, funny, and so incredibly sweet when he needed it. Or strict, when he deserved it. He loved the way she smiled in the morning, he loved her cooking attempts, no matter how they tasted. He loved how understanding she could be, always ready to listen and offer her support when he struggled with something. There were simply way too many features to list.

“Everything. “, he said, and he meant it form the bottom of his heart.

This time he could swear that he saw a tiny smile twitch on Hange’s lips, but it was gone before he could be sure.

“Very good, “, she nodded, “Let’s continue. “

 

About three hours later it was completely dark, and she had enough info, as she said, closing her notebook with a very satisfied expression. After telling him that she will analyze the results as soon as possible, she finally left him to his own devices, allowing him to take a quick shower and head out, feeling very pleasantly tired. The only thing he prayed for was a dreamless sleep. But it didn’t look like the world is ready to let him go just yet.

“Yeager! “

Eren stopped dead, turning around to see a tall lanky shadow part from the side of the building, throwing a butt of cigarette on the ground and stomping it out. The voice, he was sure he heard it somewhere before. But he couldn’t place it. The figure came closer, letting the street light illuminate the features of its face. And Eren couldn’t help but stare.

“Jean?! “

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Back on the place of my recent failure, Eren thought with a smile as he followed Jean into the bar. The shock he had from seeing him still haven’t worn out entirely, but he had the situation under control. For now, that is. They found an empty table, and sat down, placing their orders. Eren couldn’t help but notice the dreamy expression that entered the waitresses’ face upon seeing Jean. He shook his head. Back in high school, they used to call him horse face, but the years chiseled him. Even in college he was considered one of the best catches. Tall and broad shouldered, with a great mane, he was more like a mighty stallion than a horse. Funny how nature does that.

Now the awkward silence came. Eren honestly had no idea how to start the conversation. Like what in seven hells was Jean doing here anyway? Last time he heard he was working almost all the way across the state. Well sure, they knew each other for a very long time, but their friendship, if you can call it that, was unique in its own way. They first met at high school, and almost immediately developed a dislike towards each other. Younger Eren would never say that Jean was his friend. They clashed in just about everything, trying to beat each other in the dumbest possible competitions. The older they got, the more they realized that under the guise of their rivalry they slowly developed a certain comradery, so when they found out that both will be attending the same university, it made them happy. Secretly of course.

Once there however, they kind of lost contact. Eren found Mikasa, and Jean developed his own circle of friends, so they didn’t really keep contact anymore. Hell, they didn’t talk for like what, two or three years? And now here he was, sitting right across the table.

“Right… “

“So… “

Cough.

The silence stretched.

Jean rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, but Eren was fed up with this. He had enough problems now, even without his old friend coming back to gaze at him from across the table creepily. Just as he was about to open his mouth and tell Jean to fucking squeeze out whatever he wants to say, the other man shook his head.

“I’m so bad at this. “

“Bad at what? “

“Look, you know Hange, right? “

Eren couldn’t help but blink in surprise. What the hell had Hange to do with this?

“I do. “, he said carefully.

“Right, well. “, Jean gave him a mirthless grin. “I have some business dealings with her, and two days back she calls me out of the blue demanding that I come here. “

“Come here? Why? “

“Well… “, he spread his hands, most likely to show that this was not his idea, “To support you during your trying times of course. “

Eren’s head nearly thumped the table. So, Jean was just another part of Hange’s experiment. She called him to come over most likely because he knew him for a very long time, so she naturally assumed that they were great buddies. Damn the woman, she knew too much.

“Look. “, he said, “Thanks for coming, but I’m fine, really. “He wasn’t fine, but he really had no idea how someone like Jean was supposed to help. His problem was somewhat unsolvable.

“Yea I mean, I don’t even know how I should help you, she didn’t tell me what’s eating you. “, Jean shrugged. “But fuck it, I’ve come all the way, we can grab a few drinks and catch up, right? “

Eren nodded, feeling more relaxed. That was a great idea. After all, they didn’t see each other for years, there’s a lot of talking to do. And sure, they might not be the best of friends, but deep down he liked Jean. He was a reliable guy with a good sense of humor. Just don’t mention Mikasa, he said to himself, watching the waitress come with their drinks, forget about her for the evening. Relax.

 

“And I’m so scared that she will never come back, you know, because everything seems so dull without her around. “, Eren sniffed, trying to prevent himself from crying. He checked his glass just to see that it was empty again. Where the hell were the drinks disappearing to all the time? His plan to just relax and talk about little nothings crumbled rather quickly, because being the emotional wreck he was lately he started drinking. And fast.

Here he was, once again letting alcohol drown his worries, spilling his heart to the man sitting across the table. The man he hasn’t seen in years, one that wasn’t really that great of a friend. But fuck it, he was alone. Mikasa was gone, Armin was doing god fucking knows what with Annie, and Hange was honestly starting to creep him out. Jean sipped his drink much slower, clearly not intent on getting wasted as fast as Eren was. He was listening most of the time, offering his insight in a few places, but overall, he wasn’t very talkative. Maybe it was because Eren just didn’t shut his mouth for most of the time. Yea, that had to be it.

“I don’t even know why, why she left me in the first place. “, despite the drunkenness, the word left a bitter taste in his mouth. His mood swung, and he felt anger rising in him. “For all I know she has fucked half of Europe by now. “
Jean sighed. “You really think Mikasa would do that? “

“I don’t know! I recently discovered that I don’t know her at all! “, Eren hit the table, quietly boiling inside. “She was all about talking stuff through, you know, like solving problems by sharing them. And then she just does shit like this. So, what am I supposed to say. I don’t know her. “

“Do you remember our second year in college? “, Jean swirled his drink, waiting for him to answer. Eren blinked, his intoxicated mind slowly putting one and one together. Oh right, they went to school together. He nodded, trying to remember anything significant that happened back then. “And do you remember the party at my house? “Oh right, that was a good one. Jean had a birthday or something and organized quite a gathering. His parents were gone for the weekend, which meant a huge celebration which promptly turned into another drunken house rave. Good times.

“And do you remember that Mikasa broke my nose there? “, Jean gave him a tight smile. When Eren shook his head, he sighed. “Yea, I can’t say I’m surprised, you were really wasted back there, we all were. “He leaned back in his chair, clearly ready for some story time now. “It was late, or really early, I don’t really remember. Half of the people were passed out, the other half who were still going had consumed enough alcohol to flood the house. The music was playing, and people were dancing in the living room. “He chuckled. “If you can call swaying drunkenly dancing, that is. I was going somewhere, but I forgot where, so I was just standing there scratching my head, trying to remember. That’s when I saw her. “He tapped the table with the tips of his fingers, the subject kind of embarrassing even after all these years. “I had a crush on Mikasa back in the days, a small one, but it was there. I was jealous of you, it was partly the reason why we didn’t really hang out in the college. And I saw her there, alone, moving to the music, you nowhere to be seen. So, I said to myself, fuck it, give it a try. You are better man than Eren anyway. “

The wasted doctor got to his feet, swaying dangerously. “Are you trying to say something by that? “, he growled. If he was being honest, he was drunk as fuck and itching to punch someone. And now this guy was sitting here, most likely trying to tell him that he is a better partner for his girl. Well, his mistake. Time for a beating. But as he was about to punch him in the face, the room spun, and he fell back on his ass, blinking. Damnit. Seems like he underestimated the effects of alcohol. Jean was watching the whole scene with his glass half raised to his lips, a curious expression on his face.

“You done? “, he asked, doing nothing to hide his smile.

“Just wait till I sober up, “, Eren said, “Ill kick your ass after. “

“You could do that, or you could just listen to the rest of my story. “

Eren’s brain went to work once more, trying to find a way that would allow him to listen and kick ass in the same time. “Ill hear you out, and then ill kick your ass. “, he said, very proud of himself for coming with such a complicated solution.

“Right. “¸Jean continued, “So I’m standing there, my younger brain spurting all this nonsense on me, and I’m like fuck it, what’s the worst thing that can happen. So, I go over to her, and put my hand on her ass, and everything is great. “, he sighed, “For about three seconds, because then she turns her head and sees that its me and not you that’s touching her. And she punches me in the face. “

Eren started laughing. He remembered now! Hearing the commotion and coming to check it, just to find Jean on the floor, clutching his face with people all around him. Hilarious.

“I had to set it back, right? “, he managed to choke out during the fits.

Jean had a somber expression. “Yea, and you couldn’t get it right the first five times because you were laughing so hard. “, he touched his face, the nose luckily not bearing any signs of being broken anymore. “You managed in the end though, have to give you that. “

When the laughter on Eren’s part finally died down, he wiped his eyes. “That’s a great story Jean, but what is the point? “The other man groaned in frustration. Eren was really dumb while drunk.
“The point is, that someone who punches people for touching her will hardly break out of a long relationship and go on to sleep with random people in Europe. “

Oh right.

Eren hand missed the glass he was aiming for, knocking it over. Luckily for everyone involved, it was empty once again. “I can’t really blame you though. “, he said, suddenly serious. “She does have a great ass. “
Jean sighed once more, finishing his own drink and setting it back on the wood with a knock.

“She sure does buddy. “

 

“Welcome to my palace of loneliness. “, Eren said, opening the door and almost falling while doing so. He stumbled over the doorstep, diving head first into the couch with a groan. Jean stepped in behind him, looking around. It was a nice house, tastefully decorated. He shifted his eyes back to his friend, seeing him tear off his jacket and throw it somewhere. He felt responsible for making sure that he will get home safely, after the amount he drank. Back in the college it would be impressive, now it was slightly worrying. He licked his lips, feeling that he should offer some help. After all, that’s why Hange wanted him to come in the first place.

“Look, don’t you have a life even without her? “, he asked, gesturing around. “I’m not saying that she won’t come back, but there is always the possibility of her leaving for good. You should like, be prepared you know. “

“I have a life. “, Eren closed his eyes, letting his head fall on the cushions. “But she is making it worth living. “His voice dropped in a whisper, and Jean had to strain his ears to understand. “She is the only reason to come home. “

“Maybe you should call her you know, tell her these things. Fight for her. Tell her how much u miss her and… “

A loud snore interrupted him. Eren was sleeping, so all his advices fell on a pair of literally deaf ears. Great. Jean shrugged. Well, he did what he could. Making sure that his friend was really dead to the world, he put his hand in his pocket, feeling the small device there, a grim expression appearing on his face. He had one last thing to do before he could leave.

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Mikasa danced a few steps back, trying to shake the ringing sound out of her ears. In front of her, the other girl snarled, advancing towards her prey. Levi was shouting something, some advices perhaps, but his voice was completely lost in the roar of the arena. People were hyped. And honestly, it was no surprise to anyone. The match was good, aggressive, with the advantage changing sides in seconds. The woman Mikasa was fighting was good, very good in fact, with a similar style to her own. She relied on punches and kicks, and her right hook was mean, as Mikasa discovered just a few seconds prior. Her fist made it through the block, connecting with the side of her head, making her see stars. And not in the good way. Advancing, her opponent threw another jab her way, testing her. Mikasa batted it aside, trying a low kick, but it got blocked. They circled each other, with the crowd cheering them on and the referee watching carefully. This was it, Mikasa thought to herself, they were both battered and bruised, the next successful attack will end it. Another step, another breath. The air was thick with anticipation, and every time she inhaled, Mikasa could feel pangs of pain from her bruised ribs. The other fighter saw it, saw the way she limped, raising her fists and going in for the kill. The dark-haired girl scrambled her brain furiously, trying to remember something, anything, that will help her turn the tide, because it looked very grim from where she was standing.

 

“Punching, kicking, you know the drill. “

Mikasa nodded, landing another hit on the training bag, making it sway. Levi tapped his pen against the list he prepared, frowning.

“She doesn’t really have a signature move or anything, something you can use against her. But there is an interesting piece of info about her. “He circled a line with the pen, making it stand out against the others.

“She’s ambidextrous. “

 

She was going for it, it was plain to see. The way her muscles tensed as she closed the distance, her right-hand crooking slightly to support the strength of the punch she was about to throw. Block it, screamed her instincts, but Mikasa forced them down. No, this was way too telegraphed. There is more going on here. She risked a quick look at the footing of the other girl. The stance was good, balanced, but something was off. Yes, there it is. She was leaning left a tiny bit, as if the blow would come from that side, not the right one she was obviously preparing. A bluff then. Of course, any fighter could hit with both hands, you didn’t need to be ambidextrous to do that. But this one in particular was very fond of using her hands evenly, raining blows from all directions, giving her opponents no time to recover. Decision time then. If she didn’t block the right punch, it would connect, and if she was wrong and her opponent was going all-in on the jab, she would get knocked out. If she was right however, she would be in prime place to parry the left-hand hit which she was guessing would follow and could win the fight from that. There she was, coming close enough so she could almost feel her hot breath spilling over her exposed skin, the punch flying true. Gritting her teeth, Mikasa ignored it, preparing her hands for the follow up. It landed on her ribs, sending waves of pain through her whole body, making her eyes water. But there it was. The left one followed, much stronger, bearing the weight of her opponent’s whole body behind it. Ready for it, she batted it aside, stepping inside the zone she created and landing her own sequence of hits. One, two, three. All punches connecting, it made the other girl stumble back, before doubling over and falling on her face. The referee jumped in immediately, checking up on her. And then the whistle went off and the arena exploded. Mikasa felt someone grab her hand and raise it up high, declaring her the winner of this bout. She allowed herself to breathe, feeling relief wash through her body. It was over.

 

“Can you feel this? “

Mikasa bit back the insult and nodded. The medic moved her hand a tiny bit left, before pressing again, repeating the question. The check up was regular, after every fight they had to get medical expert to see if they suffered any lasting damage on their bodies. Safety was important, after all. Yet she had to fight the urge to flinch away from her touch, because her fingers somehow felt cold on her skin. The woman is just doing her job, for god’s sake, she thought to herself. Pull yourself together. But it wasn’t so easy. She was used to Eren doing the checkups on her. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she began imagining that its his hands gliding gently over her bruises, bringing back the memories when they were not so gentle, when they gripped and…

“Miss Ackerman? “, Mikasa’s eyes shot back open, taking in the medic who had a slightly disturbed expression on her face. Guess she wasn’t used to people daydreaming on her. “Does this hurt? “, she repeated, pressing gently against her ribs.

“N-No, I’m fine, thank you. “

The doctor gave her another puzzled look, before walking over to Levi and saying that Mikasa got nothing broken, just bruises. When she left, the silence got awkward slightly, as the black-haired girl was furiously fighting down the blush that threatened to spread over her cheeks.

“So…Uhm... You need something? “, Levi asked, scratching the back of his head.

When she shook her head, he looked like he wanted to add something, but thought better of it and followed the medic outside to give Mikasa privacy. Once alone, she breathed slowly, calming her heartbeat and pulling her shirt over her head to change. She was fine, right?

 

“Just one more to go. “, Levi tapped a pen to the paper of his notebook, “One last fight. If you win, we walk away as number one. That would be great, wouldn’t it? “

Mikasa nodded absently, chewing her food slowly, her eyes scanning the other guests of the restaurant.

“I don’t have much info about this one either, but she will have the support of the home crowd here. “, Levi nodded to himself, “She is a local after all. “

Putting his notes down, he looked at his sister, his brows furrowing.

“What? “, she asked, irritated by the way he looked at her “Something on my face? “

“No, I’m just… “, he cleared his throat. He wasn’t good at this. But he could see the way she kept torturing herself, the way her eyes got dreamy when she thought no one else is looking. He knew that she couldn’t stop thinking about him, and it was tearing her apart. He had to try to help, he cared about her after all. She was the last remaining member of his family. All he had left.

“Look, Mikasa, I want to make sure that you know I’m here for you, okay? Whatever happens. “

“Okay… “¸she repeated slowly after him, having no idea where he was going with this.

“I just thought, I just thought that this was supposed to be a clean break, you know. That it’s over between you and him, for good. “

Mikasa looked surprised a bit, Levi wasn’t the one to talk about her affairs out of the blue, he understood privacy better than anyone. She didn’t know that under all his icy demeanor he cared, and he cared about her a lot.

“I know that it’s not really my place to say, but you have to let go. If its over, then its over, stop clinging to the past. “, he pointed to her hand, where the ring still sat snuggly on her finger. “You should get rid of that thing if you want to move on. It’s best for everyone. “

She looked down. Honestly, she just kind of forgot about the ring, she was wearing it for so long that It felt natural on her. But Levi was right. It was over between her and Eren, wasn’t it? They didn’t talk for months, she had no idea what he was doing. He probably moved on anyway. Slowly, she pulled the ring off, putting it in her pocket. Why did it hurt so much, she couldn’t tell. Looking back at her brother, she gave him an encouraging smile.

“Let’s win this tourney and be done with it. “

 

Once again inside the ring. Levi was right about the local support, she could tell. The audience was cheering the other girl on, while every hit Mikasa landed was met with booing and rude shouts. She was an invader here after all, coming from America to steal the home cup for herself. Put it out of your mind, ignore it, Levi told her before the match. This was it, the grand finals, she had to win. Any distraction could put her off, force her to make a mistake. Breathe in, breathe out. Calm, peace. She scanned her opponent, looking for signs of weakness and finding none. So far, they were simply circling each other, looking for openings. She was a grappler, Mikasa could say, relying on getting her prey on the ground and forcing them into submission. It was a dangerous style to fight, especially because her own was based around punches and kicks, keeping your enemy at a distance. If she allowed herself to be grabbed, it would be over soon.

Just a few months back, grapplers were her worst nightmare. Sure, she could beat them, but they were the most dangerous breed she faced. Then she met Annie. Being a grappler herself, she relied on throws, and as Mikasa painfully found out during their first meeting, she was damn good at it. But after the things that happened, and the friendship the two of them formed, their training together proved to be an invaluable source of experience for them both. Now, she knew that to do. Faking a misstep, she swayed a bit, creating an opening. And the other girl took it. Charging in, she locked her hands around Mikasa’s waist, doing her best to force her down on the ground. She was mightily surprised when her target went down willingly, quickly combining the force of the contact with her own strength, rolling with the hit and swapping their position. Before she realized what was happening, she was held in an unbreakable hold, and no amount of twisting got her out. A whistle cut through the silence. The arena didn’t make a sound. It was over. Mikasa won.

 

“An interview? Now? “, she could hardly believe the timing. They didn’t even given a chance to freshen up, before a man came barging in announcing that they have ten minutes before the press comes in.

“Well you just won one of the biggest tourneys there is, of course that they want a few words from you. It will be short I promise, just a few questions. “, Levi looked at her, concerned, “Or I can tell them to fuck off if you don’t feel like it. “

“No. No, it’s okay. I’ll be fine. “, she forced herself to smile. “I’ll be fine. “

The reporter that showed up was a small wiry man with a ready smile and pleasant attitude. The initial nervousness Mikasa felt washed away, as he asked her easy questions, things about her training, her thoughts on the fighting scene and other stuff that were related to the sport. Just when they were about to wrap it up however, he checked over his script, and then looked back at her, the grin never leaving his lips.

“For the last question, we couldn’t help but notice that you recently lost the engagement ring from your finger, is something happening that you would like to tell us about? “, his tone was easy, the practiced one of a journalist, but the words were like ice daggers into Mikasa’s heart. “I’m sure that our readers would like to know if you were single, the suitors would be lining up! “He laughed, but it did nothing to lighten her mood.

“I... I... Well… “, she didn’t know what to say. All the insecurities and questions she managed to push down and ignore with the grand finals looming over her were back in force, probing at her mind. Luckily for everyone involved, Levi took notice, stepping in.

“Excuse her, but she is very tired, and we have to go now. “, he came close, putting a protective arm over her shoulders, and guiding her out of the door.

Even with her back turned, she could feel the piercing gaze of the writer on her back. Yea, she didn’t feel like she handled it very well in the end.

 

“We fly out in two days. “, Levi said from his computer, clicking a few times before looking up. “Unless you want to stay longer? “

Mikasa shook her head.

“Two days is fine, I want to be back home. “

He shot her an inquisitive look. “Do you really? “

“I… I don’t know. “She sighed, hugging her knees on the hotel bed, staring at the trophy on the nightstand. “I just don’t know what to think anymore. “

“Look, “he said, “I can offer you advices all I want, but in the end, this is your life. You have to decide for yourself what you want to do. But I just want you to know, that whatever your decision is, I will support you. Hundred percent. “

She offered him a tiny smile, and he smiled back before focusing back on the screen. He was right, it was her life, her decision. But what will it be, she had no idea. And the return home was shadowing over her like an executioner’s axe.

In the end, was she really fine?

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“Mommy, what’s that on your wrist? “

The woman’s face was shadowed, her features blurred, but Mikasa somehow knew that it’s her mother. She had a warm smile when she crouched next to the young girl, extending her hand so the sun glided over her wrist. The tattoo was there, black against the pale skin, an intricate symbol.

“It’s a mark of our family, sweetie. “, she ruffled Mikasa’s hair with the other hand, making her giggle. “It reminds us that we are never truly alone, we always have each other. Once you are old enough, you can get your own. “

“I will, mommy. “, she slid her fingers over the black lines, her expression dreamy, “It’s so pretty. “

The scene changed.

It was dark, the air thick with the unnatural smell of blood and gunpowder. Young girl was crouching next to the lifeless bodies of their parents, her small hand gripping the wrist of her mother. She remembered the body being warm when she first took hold, but hours passed, and the coldness of death has spread though them, making the skin she held feel like ice to the touch. She could still make out the lines of the tattoo in the moonlight, but this time, it brought her no joy.

“Mommy wake up. “, she tried again, but even as young as she was, she knew it’s no use. “Wake up, please. “

 

Mikasa woke with a gasp, sitting up in the bed. It took her a moment to take in her surroundings, the hotel room tranquil in the night. Looking left, she could make out Levi’s shape on the other bed, sleeping the night away, but for her it seemed that the rest was over. She hugged her knees, drawing them closer to her chest. Take deep breaths, calm your heart. She was no stranger to nightmares. The tragic events of her childhood provided a steady supply for her mind to create a series of very unpleasant dreams, and she never truly managed to fight them off. Pressing the heels of her palms into her eyes, she focused on her breathing. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale…

 

“Eren. “, she poked him again, “Eren, wake up. “

His eyes slowly opened, and his gaze went over the surroundings before settling on her.

“Can’t sleep? “, he asked, somehow managing to sound okay with being woken in the middle of the night.

She nodded, still feeling a bit guilty for dragging him into her problems, but he asked her to wake him if the nightmares came again. So, she did. He sat up, running a hand through his ruffled hair.

“You think you can fall asleep if we talk? “, he asked.

Normally she would say yes, and they would cuddle until the tiredness overtook her again, but this dream was particularly nasty, and the remnants of it were still lurking in the dark corners of their bedroom. Seeing her shake her head, he nodded, offering her a supportive smile before climbing from the bed.

“Where are you going? “, she asked, seeing him stretch and yawn, fighting away the tiredness.

“If we stay in the bed, I’ll fall asleep again. “, he said, gesturing for her to follow, “Let’s go, I’ll make you a breakfast. “

“At three in the morning? “

He shrugged. “Why the hell not? “

As she sat at the table, watching him prance around in kitchen, she couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit bad for him. She usually handled her problems herself, but last time when he found out in the morning that she couldn’t sleep and didn’t wake him to help her, he was really upset. Eren usually didn’t get angry over anything, but her “acting invincible” as he called it seemed to get on his nerves. You are not alone, he kept telling her, you can rely on me. Well, she did this time. She offered to help him in the kitchen, of course, but he just kissed the crown of her head and told her to sit down.

“Here you go. “, he said, sliding her a plate full of his creations.

“Pancakes? “

“Chocolate chip. “, Eren said, winking at her and sitting down to his own portion.

“Oh my god. “, she sighed around a mouthful, “I love you. “

He just chuckled. They ate mostly in silence, and Mikasa could feel the last fingers of the nightmare receding. The coldness left, replaced by the usual warmth she felt when they were together. “Thank you. “, she whispered when they finished, leaning over the table to kiss him. Eren smiled, standing up and collecting their plates.

“Anytime. “

 

Mikasa finally managed to control her breathing. The hollowness the dream left behind remained, and when she let her hands fall from her face, she noticed the wetness on her palms. She didn’t even realize that her eyes had tears in them, but if they were caused by the nightmare or the memory, she couldn’t tell. You brought this on yourself, whispered the voice inside her head. It’s better this way, she argued, trying her best to silence it. I can handle my problems. I don’t need anyone, I’m strong enough. Hugging her knees again, she focused her eyes on the trophy, glistening in the moonlight, too afraid to close her eyes again. I don’t need help, she murmured to herself. Yet the words somehow felt hollow the moment she said them. Unable to fall asleep, she watched as the moon was replaced by morning sun.

 

“God damn it. “, Eren swore, watching Jean’s character, Jack-7, do his victory dance on the screen. “I was so close to beating you this time. “

The winner took a casual sip of his beer, smirking. Eren still didn’t understand why he was spending time with him. Jean could be doing literally anything, or rather anyone, right now. With the way he looked, he could have any girl he wanted, but for some reason he preferred to be with his failure of a friend. Eren appreciated it. Finally, there was someone he could talk to, apart from Hange and her crazy questions or colleagues at work. So yeah, it was fun, even when it meant getting his ass kicked in Tekken.

“Let’s go again. “, he said, draining his beer and hitting the rematch button. Just as Jean was about to accept, his phone rang, and he pulled it out of his pocket.

“Yeah? “, he said, listening for a moment before looking at Eren. “He’s here. Yep. Okay. We’ll be there. “

He hung up, standing.

“Let’s go. “

Eren blinked, surprised. As far as he remembered, they had no plans for today.

“Go where? “

Jean just shrugged, grabbing his coat. “You’ll see. “

Overcome by curiosity, he followed his friend outside, determined to find out what was going on.

 

Connie watched his girlfriend cautiously, as she pulled herself from the wheelchair again, gripping the rails. Her knuckles were bleeding white, and she was breathing hard, sweat sticking her brown hair to her skin. She was going over limit again, but every time he reminded her she just batted it aside. Connie was prepared to do a lot of things for her, he knew that people reacted differently when they were struck by a tragedy such as this one. She could close herself off to the world, become angry at everyone, or mask her loss by pretending to be happy. Yet none of those predictions came true. Sasha was, to everyone’s surprise, genuinely okay with what happened. The therapist she was assigned gave up after three sessions, saying that she has nothing to fix mentally. The crippled girl was hard-working, determined, and above everything else, grateful. Grateful that she survived, that she got another shot at living, that her life didn’t end because of some kid’s itchy trigger finger. And she was still determined to make her legs work. Running out of stamina, she swayed, and Connie quickly stepped in, helping her ease back into the wheelchair. She thanked him with a warm smile, before taking her water bottle and taking measured sips, relaxing her muscles. Suddenly, her phone rang. Before her boyfriend could react, she wheeled over to it, picking up.

“The fastest runner in the state, Sasha speaking. “

She listened intently, before her face lit up, and she nodded vigorously.

“We can’t wait! Of course, that we will come. Ok? Thanks, bye! “

She shifted her gaze at Connie, who as usual had no idea what was going on.

“I’ll need you to help me dress, we are going out. “

Sure, he could ask, where, why, and with who, but he knew her well enough to know that she won’t tell him until she wants to. So, he sighed instead, following her out of the door.

 

Armin was fidgeting nervously on the chair, watching Annie sprawled on the bed with the papers in her hand, eyes gliding over the lines of text. He usually didn’t have a beta reader, but when she offered he accepted readily. As he found out, Annie loved reading, and her insight into his chapters was usually very good. Plus, it was a nice couple activity, if you thought about it.

“So, what do you think? “, he asked, when she finally put the newest addition to his book down.

“I have just a one question, “, she said, “Did you use me as an inspiration for that newest character? “

Damnit, was it really that obvious?

“Maybe? “, he tried nervously. What if she doesn’t like being in the story? He should have asked her permission before writing her in. Did he fuck everything up?

Annie shifted on the bed, coming closer before leaning in and giving him a quick peck on the lips.

“Thank you, I love it. “

Armin felt a rock fall from his shoulders.

“How did you discover it anyway, is it really that easy to see? “

She shrugged.

“I’m hardly the first one of the people you know that you used. The main hero, that’s Eren, right? The genetically enhanced super soldier who is guarding him must be Mikasa. And the grumpy captain is Levi. There are probably more, but I didn’t catch them yet. “

Okay, she was spot on with everyone. Perhaps he has underestimated her intuitive powers. He smiled, thinking about to say, but the ringing of his phone interrupted his thoughts.

“Yea? Oh… Well, I mean, we can come if you really want us to. You know what, ill ask Annie and see what she thinks about it. Okay. “

He took a deep breath after hanging up, watching Annie’s curious expression.

“You probably won’t like this. “

 

Ymir could say that her day was going rather well. Sure, the activity was dull, but Krista managed to turn even something as usual and boring as shopping into a good time. She constantly moved, from one aisle to the other, picking out things and returning them or taking them to the cart Ymir was dutifully guarding. The tall girl was smiling, watching her tiny girlfriend move around, as if she owned the place, her blonde hair swaying. Her quiet admiration period was interrupted by her phone, however, and she angrily took it out before seeing the caller’s name. That put a smile back on her face.

“Hey crazy eyes, what do you need? “

 

Jean didn’t say a single word as they walked, and Eren’s anticipation was rising steadily. They rounded a corner, and suddenly they were in the middle of a rather large crowd. There was Connie, Sasha in her wheelchair, Ymir, Krista, Armin and even Annie. The last person present was Hange smirking as she saw him.

“What is this about? “, he asked cautiously, when the eyes of everyone almost immediately settled on him.

“A friendly supportive group of your friends, “, replied the scientist, “We are going out together! Exciting! “

Right.

But why the hell not, he argued with himself. If Jean is going, he will just spend the rest of the evening wallowing in self-pity anyway. Defeated by his own sound logic, he gestured for her to lead on, which only widened her smile. They fell into a column behind her as she guided them forward, clearly the only one who knew where they were going. Eren expected a lot of things. What he didn’t expect, was finding out that their destination was a rather luxurious looking strip club.

“What the hell? “, he asked, looking around to see that no one was as surprised as he was. “You knew about this? “

Armin shrugged. “She told us where we are going. I mean, what’s the harm, right. “Despite all his bravado talk, Eren noticed the nervous looks he kept throwing Annie’s way, who had the expression of a statue.

“Come on, we can talk inside! “, called Hange, not breaking her stride towards the entrance. Surprising everyone, Sasha was the first to follow, excitedly wheeling herself behind her. The rest of the group followed, sooner or later. At the entrance, the bouncer perked up when he saw Hange, smiling.

“Miss Zoe! So good to see you again. “, he looked them all over with a critical eye. “Quite the crowd you brought this time. “

“These are all my friends, I can guarantee their good behavior. “, she waved her hands at them, grinning. The bouncer only nodded, stepping aside and letting them pass, only sparing a surprised look at Sasha as she moved past him. Eren sighed, being the last one to enter the dimly lit interior. He had no idea what Hange cooked up this time, but knowing her, it was something rather embarrassing.

 

“You’re sure you don’t want to come? “, Levi asked, checking if he had everything essential in his pockets. Mikasa shook her head. She didn’t really feel like going into a bar. For her brother, it was a custom of sorts. Every time he won something, he went out for some drinks. He never got wasted or anything, but he simply liked getting buzzed occasionally, and this was a perfect opportunity to do so. “All right. If you change your mind, you know where to find me. I’ll save you a seat. “, with a last nod, he headed out of the door. Mikasa looked around the empty hotel room, standing up after a short while. She didn’t feel like going into a bar, but she didn’t want to stay here on her own either. Well, she could always go for a walk, right?

The city was busy, with lots of people everywhere. She carefully picked her way amongst them, looking around and checking out the displays of the shops she passed. She should buy something to remember her time here by, shouldn’t she? People did that. Yet she couldn’t see anything that would really catch her eye. Until she saw a tattoo parlor. Mikasa stopped dead, watching the establishment with wide eyes. Her dream came back, not just the scary parts, but the beginning of it as well. Mikasa didn’t believe in fate, but this, this had to mean something. She looked at the pale skin of her wrist, unmarked by anything. Perhaps it is a time to make some changes in her life after all.

 

Eren never was in a strip club before, and to his eyes it looked suspiciously similar to a bar. Only the drinks were more expensive. Oh, and there was a stage with a very attractive young woman dancing around a pole in a very revealing costume. Yep, that was about it. Yet somehow everyone seemed to be having a good time. Ymir and Krista watched the dancer intently, Annie’s icy face seemed to melt a little bit, and she was smiling while talking to still nervous looking Armin. Sasha was swaying in her seat to the beat, with Connie prepared to catch her the moment she overdoes it and slips down. Jean’s eyes kept scanning the room, perhaps looking for the best stripper to buy private dance from. Hange had the expression of ultimate satisfaction, seeing her friends enjoying themselves. Eren seemed like the only one who still had some doubts about her picking this place. Perhaps a bit more alcohol in his system can change that, he thought to himself as he drained the glass.

Some time later, he was positively buzzed, but it was nothing compared to the rest of the gang. Krista climbed into Ymir’s lap and they started making out, which prompted Jean to finish his drink and leave to get that private dance he wanted, finally settling on one of the girls. Sasha slipped from her chair after leaning too much to the front, but Connie, vigilant as ever, caught her. They ended up in a similar position to Ymir and her girlfriend, although with a considerable less amount of kissing. Guess they weren’t as public as the other pair.

“You doing okay? “, Hange asked, breaking him out of his trance.

“Um... Yeah, this place is actually pretty good. How did you find it? “

“I come here often, the girls here are amazing for studying purposes. “, she had to almost shout so Eren could hear her over the loud music.

“Studying purposes? “, he repeated after with a crooked eyebrow.

“Yeah. Anatomy and stuff just look at her! “, she pointed to the stage, where the dancer was doing rather impressive moves around the pole. As weird as it would sound to anyone who didn’t know Hange, Eren was kind of sure that she was telling the truth. She was weird like that.

“It’s pretty good, have to give you that one. “, he shouted back, nodding to her.

“I have a surprise for you. “, she continued. The way she said it just made his stomach clench a little bit. Surprise from Hange was never a good thing. But before he could do anything she disappeared from her seat, most likely to fetch the said surprise. Eren took a few deep breaths, steeling himself for whatever horror she will throw his way this time. The surprise turned out to be one of the girls from here, and the moment he saw her he knew why Hange picked her. She was Asian, with a satin black hair, and if you squinted hard enough, you could see the similarity to Mikasa in her. God damn it.

“This is Jade. “, Hange gestured towards the girl, who gave him a little wave. “She will show you a really good time if you want. “

Alcohol is one hell of a negotiator. Well fuck it, he thought to himself, why not. A few minutes later, he found himself in the private booth, with curtains drawn and Jade doing her best to make him happy. She was rather impressive, he had to give her that, Hange seemed to know what she was doing. Which made him question just how long she was going here. Probably noticing that his mind is wandering off, Jade slid into his lap, a sexy smile on her pretty face.

“Now don’t fall asleep on me, handsome. “

“I would never do that. “, he said, mindful to keep his hands to himself. He knew the rules.

“You know, “, she said, tracing his jaw with a finger, “Normally, customers can’t touch us. But I’ll make an exception for you. “

He swallowed, slowly letting his hands circle her waist, touching the bare skin. She grinned at him, moving her hips on his lap, reminding him just how long it was since he actually had any sort of physical contact with a woman. But as his eyes focused on her face, it happened again. His brain automatically started scanning for the features he knew and failing to find them. Her eyes were a bit more slanted, her lips were fuller and redder, not the pink color he knew. There was no scar on her cheek, and her hair was too long, falling a bit past her shoulders. As soon as he noticed those things, it went downhill rather fast. Her arms were thinner, lacking the muscles Mikasa had, and her belly was softer, no abs to be seen. The thighs around his waist lacked the usual strength. He lost it. She noticed it too, her face confused as she looked at him.

“I’m sorry. “, he murmured, letting go of her, “Please, get off. “

She climbed from his lap, puzzled. Embarrassed, he dug in his wallet, pulling out a hundred-dollar bill and handing it to her. He knew that its way too much, be he was really past caring at this point. Leaving the private booth, he headed straight for the exit, wanting nothing more than just to get home and forget about all these things. As soon as he got out, he heard the door open again, and turning he saw Hange standing behind him, her expression somewhat sad.

“Didn’t work either? “, she asked. When he shook his head, she sighed. “It’s fine, we will find something else for you. “

“Something else? “he laughed at the absurdity of it. “She is back tomorrow, and you want to find something else. “Nah. Fuck it, he was done. “You know what, Hange, it was fun, but I’m done playing your lab rat. You can’t help me. No one can help me. And I don’t give a shit anymore. Have a good night. “

She watched him go, stumbling and falling on a thrash can. He picked himself up, swearing loudly, before finally managing to round a corner and disappear from her sight, swaying on his feet. Alone, she pulled out the notebook from her pocket, writing down a quick few lines, before closing it with a satisfied expression. This experiment was going rather well. Turning on her heel, she disappeared back inside the club, letting the light and loud music swallow her.

Chapter Text

Levi stared out of the window, looking at the clouds rolling next to the airplane. He risked a quick peek on the seat next to him. Mikasa was staring at her bandaged wrist again, her eyes having a weird dreamy expression. Somehow, she took notice of him staring, her grey eyes lifting and meeting his gaze. He nodded at her hand.

“Everything okay? “

“Yea, it just itches a bit. “

He nodded.

“Just don’t scratch it. “

She gave him a little smile, but he noticed that it didn’t reach even close to her eyes.

“Thanks Levi. “

He turned back to the window. Right, that went well. Ever since she came back yesterday with a tattoo on her wrist, she has been oddly fascinated by it. Levi didn’t judge, of course. If she wanted to have half of her body covered in ink, it was her choice and he would respect it. She was a grown woman after all. Levi knew what the tattoo, was, of course he did. It was the same symbol that their mother had on her wrist. If he was being honest, he completely forgot about it, until Mikasa came with the black lines on her skin. It looked nice, he supposed, but he wasn’t really an artsy person, so who was he to judge. His laptop pinged again, signaling another email landing in his inbox. It was another offer, he noticed when he read through it. They were piling up, ever since Mikasa won the tournament. Speaking strictly from the viewpoint of her career, the trip to Europe was a giant success. She proved herself not only as a highly skilled MMA fighter, but also showed that she can work under pressure of foreign environment. It was just two days since her victory, but Levi has already gotten over fifteen offers of sponsorship from different companies. But looking at her, seeing her distorted eyes and tight expression, he couldn’t help but feel helpless. No amount of money was worth seeing his little sister unhappy.

He tried, honestly, he did. But even with all his supportive talk and attempts to bond closer with her she remained closed to the world. Her coldness was probably partly his fault if he really thought about it. His childhood was normal. He finished his studies, and moved away while Mikasa was still a baby, focused on pursuing his dreams. And everything seemed great for a few years. Then the shooting happened, and he and his sister became orphans overnight. When the officials came, they of course offered to put her into an orphanage. She is a sweet little thing, they said, surely someone will adopt her. He was young back then, well, younger than he is now, and his life was quite a shitshow if he was being honest. There was hardly a place for a kid in it. Yet he told them to fuck off. If his mother has taught him one thing, it was that the Ackerman family stick together, no matter what. And sure, taking care of a nine-year-old did put his own career on hold, maybe fucked him over in the long run, but if there was one thing in his life that he didn’t regret, it was raising Mikasa. But put together his own emotional coldness, and the wounds on her soul, and you made yourself quite a dangerous combination. It was not that he didn’t like her, but he simply didn’t have the time to fill all her needs. So, when he replied, “Not now kiddo.”, for the tenth time when she asked him to read her a bedtime story, she simply stopped asking. Now when he remembered, he felt like an asshole. Groaning internally, he shifted into a bit more comfortable position in the seat. It was a first class, he bought the tickets back when he was riding the high wave of victory after Mikasa’s triumph. The flight was long, so he imagined he might as well catch some shut eye before they land. Maybe the dreams will give him some answer to his problems.

 

“Hey Ymir, what’s up. “

His freckled friend almost jumped from her seat, stuffing her phone back into her pocket.

“H-Hi, Eren, not…. Ehm. Nothing. What about you? “, she muttered nervously, fidgeting.

He sat down at her table, putting the cup of coffee in front of him. She seemed off for some reason, her eyes nervously ticking everywhere but his face. It was doubly weird, because Ymir was the kind of person who was never embarrassed. He still remembered when she asked him if he wants to see the nudes Krista send her, and till today he wasn’t sure if she was joking or not.

“Come on, what’s happening. “, he smiled in the most comforting way he knew, trying to ease her into telling him. He might not look like it, but he did enjoy a good gossip.

She looked at his face for a moment, before sighing and pulling out her phone again, unlocking it and sliding it over the table to him. “Read. “, she said and crossed her arms. He picked up the device, curious to see what this was all about. It was some article on a sport news site, he noticed, an interview. His heart dropped when he saw the picture of the person answering the questions. It was Mikasa. She looked tired on the photo, sweat still plastered her hair to her face, as the interview probably took place right after the match. He scanned the text. So, she won the Europe tournament, knocking out a fan favorite in the grand finals. The questions were mostly related to the sport, the scene around it and her thoughts about it. It would normally be an interesting read, to be sure, but he wanted to see what put Ymir into such an embarrassing position that she didn’t want to show the article to him in the first place. There it was, at the end of the page. An editorial note of sorts.

It said: For the last question, we asked Miss Ackerman about the recent disappearance of her engagement ring from her finger. She seemed flustered, and didn’t answer us, which led to her manager stepping in and ending our interview right here and there. Now I might not be an expert on such things, but I have seen enough break up stories to see one happening right in front of my eyes. So, ladies and gentlemen, if you are interested in this captivating rising star of fighting sports, now is your chance!

He inhaled, slowly, around the lump that formed in his throat.

“Eren, “, Ymir moved a bit closer, covering his hand with hers and giving it a squeeze, “I’m sorry. I had no idea. “

“No, it’s… It’s hardly your fault. “, he gave her the phone back, trying his best to force a brave smile to appear on his lips. “I’m fine, really. We kind of… fell apart. It’s no big surprise. “

She scanned his face, trying to decipher it. It finally made sense, why Eren felt so off lately. Ymir wasn’t angry that he didn’t tell her, of course not. It was their personal problem, she had nothing to do with it. But she could feel his pain, it was almost radiating from him.

“You want me to talk to Erwin? To give you the rest of the day off? “, she asked.

He shook his head vehemently. “No. I’m fine, I’ll just finish my coffee and go back to work. “

As much as she would love to stay and chat, there were people waiting to be treated, so with a last squeeze, she let go of his hand and stood up, making her way out of the room. Eren forced his hands to stop shaking and finished his coffee. So, they were right. Jean, Hange, all of them who said that he had to accept the reality. It truly was over between them, when she announced it so publicly, there was no other way. He thought that he already gave up a long time ago, but he was lying to himself. Even after all this time, he kept a little hope alive, that maybe she will come back to him, that everything will be all right once more. But that flame was just snuffed out. Life goes on, his mom used to say, and she was right after all. Earth won’t stop turning because of one failed romance. Picking up his empty mug, he followed Ymir out, back to work.

Hange offered to take them both from the airport, but he said he can handle it. After all, Mikasa’s stuff were still at his house, she needs to pick them up anyway. Staring at himself in the mirror, he tried to smile, to practice, but every twitch of his lips felt as hollow as he felt inside. It will get better, he promised himself. Time heals all wounds. Eren ran a hand over his freshly shaven face, gritting his teeth a bit. Soon. He looked at the clock on the wall, noticing that he had to get going soon if he wanted to reach the airport in time. I won’t beg, he promised himself. If she doesn’t want me anymore, it's fine. Relationships must work both ways, if she doesn’t love him anymore, then it’s over. It will hurt, sure, but it's better to cut it than torture each other in an unhappy household. Maybe, he thought to himself, maybe it’s time to let go.

 

They were landing, the plane jolting a bit when they dropped on the ground. After the customary captain’s words, the door opened, and the passengers started exiting. Levi stood up, noticing that Mikasa still didn’t take her eyes away from her hand.

“Levi, would it be okay if I moved in with you for some time before I find my own place? “, she asked out of nowhere.

The question took him a bit by surprise, but the answer was easy enough. “Of course, as long as you need. “. She nodded at that, standing up herself and making her way out of the plane, followed by her brother who was silently gritting his teeth. There has to be something he can do, something to say. But what?

“Mikasa! “, he called out, making her stop and turn with a cocked eyebrow. “You…Ehm… “, he gulped in a bit more air, frantically searching for the right words. “You deserve to be happy. Okay? “

She looked at him for some time, before nodding and muttering “Thanks. “, as she turned her back to him again and continued walking. Well, he tried.

Seeing her again after all this time was like a punch in the gut. Eren just stared dumbly as she stood there, reached up to push some hair out of her face, and generally looked everywhere but at him. Hange, who came to pick up Levi, had no such reservations and immediately went to hug her, before letting go and pressing a kiss to her brother’s face, who looked disgusted by such a public show of affection. They didn’t stay long afterwards, with Levi saying that he’s tired from the flight and all but dragging Hange away, while she shouted her goodbyes and that they will talk more soon. And just like that, they were alone together.

“So… How you doing? “

“I’m great, how about you? “, she smiled a bit, “Did you miss me? “

He almost told her right here and there, just how painful the separation was, but he steeled himself. No. She is the one who left. She took off the ring. It’s over. So instead, he said the biggest lie in his entire life.

“I didn’t even notice you were gone. “

She looked a bit crestfallen at that, her lips letting out a little “Oh. “, before the awkward silence resumed. They just stared each other down for some time before she decided that standing here will hardly achieve anything. “I already asked Levi If I can move in with him, and he said yes. So, can we go to your place to pick my stuff up? “

“Sure thing. “

The ride was silent, with only the radio songs breaking the atmosphere of a funeral. Eren didn’t even realize, but he was gripping the steering wheel hard enough that his knuckles were bleeding white. Mikasa was looking out of the window the whole time, rubbing the bandage on her wrist from time to time. Probably some injury from the fights, he said to himself, fighting down the urge to ask what happened. It’s not your problem. Not anymore. But when they arrived at his house, the realization that she is here just to pick her things up and leave for good hit him like a truck.

“Maybe, maybe you could stay for the night, and pack tomorrow? “, he suggested, clearing his throat after, “You are tired, aren’t you? “

“Yeah, I am. “she agreed, “But where will I sleep? “

Oh, there is only one bed.

“You take the bedroom, I’ll take the couch. “, he held up his hand before she could start protesting. “And I’m not backing down from that. “

Mikasa looked ready to argue for a second, before sighing and agreeing. It felt weird, seeing her move around the house, knowing that it’s probably for the last time in his life. When she came out of the bathroom, wishing him good night, he had to grit his teeth not to lose it again. Instead, he nodded at her, watching her disappear through the bedroom door and close after herself. Alone, Eren sat down at the couch, letting his head drop to his hands. Just like that, the part of his life when he wasn’t alone was over. Tomorrow, he will help her pack and she will disappear forever. The emptiness of the house seemed to mock him, all the dark corners creeping in to remind him just how much of a failure he was. No, he could handle being alone, he was alone for twenty years. That was part of the problem though, after he got the taste of a life with someone he didn’t want to go back. Well, better get used to it again, he said to himself, lying down on the couch.

Life will go on.

Chapter Text

He couldn’t sleep.

And of course, he couldn’t sleep, why was he even surprised. The reason of his three months of suffering was literally just a few meters away, resting peacefully for all he knew. Eren rolled over, for what felt like a hundred time already, groaning. The coach was comfortable enough, he knew that, but somehow, he just couldn’t find a position that would let him drift away into oblivion. This is useless, he decided. Eren sat up and threw his legs off the improvised bed, standing up and stretching. So, sleep seemed out of the question for now. What else could he do? His eyes caught a shimmer, as the moonlight reflected from the bottle of whiskey he had on the counter. Eren smiled. Perhaps it was time to try Jean’s way of solving things.

She couldn’t sleep.

It was the jet lag, must have been. Because for what other reason could the rest possibly evade her? She was tired, she could feel it in her bones. The bed was also comfortable, she slept in it hundreds if not thousands of times. Mikasa sighed. Maybe she just wasn’t used to sleeping in it by herself. She sat up, letting her legs dangle over the edge of the mattress as she started picking on the bandage on her wrist mindlessly. Well if she couldn’t sleep, what could she do? Eren probably wouldn’t appreciate if she started packing in the middle of the night. A thought struck her. She could go for a run. The city was always eerily tranquil in the darkness, with no one else but the moon to accompany her. Yeah, she could do that. Mikasa stood up and made for the door, fully intent on exhausting her body until sleep is the only thing it is capable of doing.

She made her way down the stairs, trying to make as little noise as possible. Eren was sleeping, and it would be rude to wake him just because she can’t keep her own eyes closed. All of her sneaking skills proved to be useless however, because as soon as she reached the bottom of the stairwell, a familiar voice broke the silence.

“Can’t sleep either? “

Mikasa almost jumped out of her skin, and she clutched her chest, her heart hammering against her ribs violently.

“Eren! You scared me. “, she looked around, locating a shadow sitting at the kitchen counter. “Why are you here in the dark? “, she asked.

“Oh. I guess I forgot to switch on the lights. Sorry. “, there was a sound of a glass being picked up and then put back on the wood with a clink.

She padded over to the light switch, flipping it on. Eren blinked into the invading brightness, as they both slowly adjusted their vision. Now that she could see him clearly, she noticed the bottle of alcohol next to his elbow and the half-full glass in front of him. From the amount left in the container, she guessed that this was his first shot, and he didn’t look all that keen on finishing it.

“You want some? “, he asked suddenly, jerking his head in the direction of the bottle. Mikasa licked her lips. Maybe this night wasn’t meant for a run. She nodded, slowly making her way over and sitting opposite of him, leaving the counter between them. She needed the distance. Eren slid the whiskey over alongside a fresh glass, before sitting down again and directing his gaze back towards his portion. She poured herself some. Why was this so awkward? All right, so maybe what they had between them was over, but they could remain friends, right? And friends sometimes went out for drinks. Right? Yet she could almost feel the pricking on her skin, and the silence was deafening. It just didn’t feel right. Trying to find something to occupy her hands, she took a sip of the liquor.

“Oh my god. “, she almost spat it out, her face contorting in disgust. “It's so warm! “

Oh right, Eren completely forgot that she detested alcohol that wasn’t cold. He jerked his head again, this time in the direction of the fridge. “There’s some ice if u want it. “

Mikasa slid from her seat, walking around the counter and to the machine. He didn’t even look up, seemingly fully intent on winning the staring contest against his own glass. When she reached her destination, she lifted her hand to open the fridge, and it unintentionally brushed against his shoulder. God damn it. She looked at him, but the apology died on her lips when she saw that he finally did look up. They were so close, just a few centimeters between them. From this distance she could look deep into his eyes, and what she saw unsettled her. Eren always had a kind of fire in his emerald irises, a burning passion that guided him through his whole life. She saw it burning high and low, depending on the mood he was in, but she never saw it extinguished. Until now. There was nothing, his eyes were like dark deep pits, almost resonating the hurt that they were hiding. And she knew that she is the reason for his suffering because she was broken and flawed, and it never healed properly, making her cold and closed off to the outer world. Mikasa couldn’t’ show off her emotions the correct way, because opening up to people meant the possibility of being hurt by them. Yet she was always strong enough to handle her trouble on her own. Until now. Looking at Eren, who never let her down no matter how many times she relied on him and seeing the pain she caused by being crippled in the way she was, it tugged at her heart. And Mikasa desperately wanted to say something to ignite the fire in him again, find some words to fix what she did, but there was nothing, she drew blank again. But just as she was about to give up and retreat behind her walls again, Levi’s words resonated inside her mind.

You deserve to be happy.

Maybe she couldn’t say anything to fix this. But she could try something, there was one way she could use to convey her emotions. Mikasa leaned in and pushed her lips onto his, and in a split-second everything seemed fine with the world again, the familiar warmth filling her with happiness she didn’t feel for months. He tasted faintly of the whiskey he drank, but mostly it was the same lips that she kissed hundreds of times, and it made her feel welcome, and finally at home. That was, until she realized that Eren wasn’t kissing her back, his mouth completely slack beneath hers. A wave of rejection and embarrassment hit her, and she could feel her ears burning bright as she slowly peeled her lips off his, defeated and sad, tears prickling in the corners of her eyes. She pulled back, fully intent on making a quick apology and dashing back inside the bedroom, crying herself to a sweet oblivion. He was still looking at her the same way. Yet there was something in the darkness of his gaze now, like a tiny flame that was just ignited, but she was most likely lying to herself anyway. He didn’t want her anymore, it was truly over.

“I… “

Her back hit the wall with a force that knocked the air out of her lungs, but the yelp was muffled, because Eren picked just that moment to kiss her. Her first instinct was to fight back against the assailant, but she quickly stopped herself and surrendered to the roughness of his lips, to the way his hands gripped her rear in an invitation which she took, jumping up and wrapping her legs around his waist. His body was on fire. Everything that felt fake and forced with anyone else came completely natural to him now that it was her who he was holding up in his arms. He still couldn’t believe what was happening right now. When he saw her coming down in the darkness, pale legs flashing in the moonlight, he quickly redirected his gaze on his glass in an attempt to save himself the embarrassment of getting excited over nothing. Yeah, Mikasa slept with her legs exposed, how rude of her. He was pathetic. But then she kissed him, out of nowhere, and everything came rushing back in an unstoppable stream. And sure, he was too stunned to reprecipitate the push of her lips on his the first time around, but he was surely making up for that now. Mikasa wasn’t just taking it, she never was. She was kissing him back with as much fervor as he was, her tongue hot and heavy on his, as they battled for dominance. This was exactly what he looked for in the others, and here was the real thing, just so much better than anyone else. Eren could feel her hand on his jaw, angling it to deepen the kiss, while the other gripped the back of his shirt, her legs keeping a strong lock on his waist, making the effort of holding her up quite easy. When they finally broke away from each other because breathing is important after all, they both just took a moment to stare. Her face was flushed, the usual paleness making the red of her cheeks standing out even more.

“We… “, he took a deep breath, slowly putting together the sentence he wanted to say, with his brain fogged. Sure, kissing was really nice and all, but what did it mean? He went to bed thinking that he will help her pack in the morning, but here they were, on each other like a plague, while he was getting more and more confused by the second. “We should talk. “

“We can talk. “, she said, the hand on his back slowly making its way up until she reached the thick of his hair, where it gripped and tugged backwards, hard, angling his head upwards. “Later. “The word had a ring of finality to it, and when she kissed him again, roughly, he decided that whatever they need to solve can wait, because right now he had more important things on his mind. And when her teeth tugged at his bottom lip, he couldn’t help but groan, deep in his throat, because this was everything he dreamt of and more. He didn’t know for how long they were like this, a kiss after kiss, neither of them wanting it to end, but then Eren felt her legs tighten around his waist even more, as she rubbed her heat against his crotch, reminding him that there is more to her body he needs to pay attention to. But while she seemed completely happy if they would just jump straight to it here, in the kitchen, Eren didn’t want to. If she really wanted him, if they would go all the way, they would do it properly.

“You, want to do more? “, he asked, and when she nodded eagerly he couldn’t help but grin. “Let’s go to bed. “, he said, ignoring the voice of his body that screamed at him to just lay her down on the kitchen counter and bury his head between her thighs. Mikasa nodded again and tried to jump down to walk on her own, but he only tightened his grip on her. She was a bit surprised by how easily he carried her up the stairs. Sure, he could pick her up, but she definitely wasn’t light, the muscles of her body made sure of that, and the distance was rather long. But when they reached their destination, Eren somehow wasn’t even winded.

“Been working out? “, she asked, squeezing his upper arms, feeling a fulness that perhaps wasn’t there before.

“Not much to do with you gone. “, he replied with a smile, laying her down on the bedding, gently for a change.

Eren straightened just to tug his shirt off, throwing it away, and when he looked back he saw that Mikasa had already followed suit, her bare skin glistening in the moonlight. He sucked in a breath. Yea, he wasn’t ready to be hit right in the face with the glorious sight of a topless Mikasa after three months of celibacy. But she wasn’t the one to just sit and stare, so after a few seconds of him not doing anything, as he was stunned by the sight, she reached out and tugged him down, his body falling on top of hers. Their lips crashed together again, and while they kissed her hands roamed around his back, feeling the familiar dips she missed so much. After all their time together, Eren knew exactly what she liked, and soon his lips found their way to kiss her cheeks, feather light touches on her scar, then on her neck, tracing kisses and tiny bites on the skin, drawing an embarrassingly loud moan from her, as she craned her neck to give him more playing field.

“You. Are. So. Fucking. Beautiful. “he punctured each word with a heavy kiss, marking her collarbones with his teeth. And even when he told her those exact same words uncountable times already, it still made her feel loved and admired. The first few times she protested when he told her that she is the most perfect woman he ever saw. Because she wasn’t soft to the touch, her arms and legs had too much muscle, her breasts were too small. He laughed at that, saying that none of that matters one bit. And sure, there were others who might not like the way she looked, but to Eren, she was just as perfect as he claimed her to be. As he rediscovered her body, tracing his mouth down the valley of her breasts, he was only reassured in that belief. And yes, her chest may be bit on the smaller size, but her cup always fit perfectly into his palm, which he found downright adorable. They still did, he realized, when he pulled one of her hardened nipples into his mouth, entertaining the other with his hand. The sounds she was making were fueling him on, stroking his already flaming desire, but he didn’t rush anywhere, because for once, they had all the time in the world, and he was fully intent on making the most of it. Mikasa didn’t seem to share his view however. “Eren, please. “, she moaned, as her hips rubbed against him, the scent of her arousal hanging in the air. “Patience, “, he murmured, rubbing circles on her hipbone while moving his lips over her twitching abs. He really did miss those things.

He paused when he reached the edge of her panties, looking up to see if she changed her mind perhaps, but she raised her hips eagerly to help him take them off, face all red and flush, expectation clear from her expression as she was biting her lower lip. “You want something from me? “, he asked teasingly, kissing his way up from her knee to her inner thigh. “What do you want me to do? “, he asked when she nodded rapidly. “I... I want your mouth. “, Mikasa tangled her fingers in his hair, gently tugging his head down to where she craved him to be, “On me. Please, Eren. “

Who was he to say no when she begged so nicely. She put her legs on his shoulders when he settled between her thighs, lowering his head so he could lick at her center. Her scent, the taste of her, the moans, it all filled his head, pushing out any doubts or insecurities he might have about what they were doing. Because rational Eren was rather sure that having sex instead of trying to solve your troubles was not the right way to go. But rational Eren was gone. So, he pushed his tongue inside her instead, tracing the patterns he knew so well, only withdrawing to replace it with two of his fingers, leaving his mouth free to focus on her clit. He pushed in, stretching her out, while flicking his tongue against the sensitive bud, making her cry out over and over again, sob his name in broken syllables while he pleasured her. Maybe it was the long time since they last done it, or maybe he got even better at this during their break, but Mikasa felt her inside muscles tightening at alarming rate, clutching his hair desperately to keep a grip on the present while the stars behind her eyes kept shining brighter and brighter. Eren scissored his fingers and sucked on her clit, making tears appear in her eyes, blurring her already distorted vision. Mikasa was repeating his name like a mantra, unable to stop herself, but then again, she didn’t really want to. Her voice was rising steadily in pitch, as the pleasure overwhelmed her, white light taking away any connection to reality she had left. He felt her tighten, heard her cry out louder than before, saw the way her hips moved on their own. Wanting to prolong her orgasm as much as he could, he slowed down his tempo, but didn’t stop stroking her, adding to the already overflowing river that she was drowning in. Too much, it was too much, and she told him so, making him withdraw immediately out of her, giving her time to recover.

Her eyes were still closed when she felt his lips kiss their way back upwards, making a slow journey over her body once more. He nibbled at the underside of her breast making her giggle, kissed the tip of her nose, saying that she looks really cute, before ending up by kissing the sensitive spot behind her ear.

“You okay? “, he asked, biting her earlobe lightly, the feeling making her gasp again.

She finally opened her eyes to catch him grinning down at her, the emerald green of his eyes blazing once more. “I’m more than okay, thank you Eren, it was incredible. “, she gestured for him to come closer, so they could kiss again, and she wrapped her hands around him, pressing his body as close as physically possible. The lip lock soon changed into something way more hungry and heavy, and with his body on top of her own, she could clearly feel his hardness pressing into the inside of her thigh.

“You want to, go on? “, he pulled back to ask, the lust and want in his voice easy to notice. She smiled up at him.

“So, If I would tell you no, you would leave me alone? After eating me out so nicely? “, she teased him, giggling when she saw how he turned red and buried his face in her neck.

“Don’t say it like that. “, he murmured into her skin, “You make it sound so dirty. “

“But it’s the truth. “, she continued, “You used your tongue on me until I came all over your face. “

He just groaned, ears burning bright red. Mikasa wasn’t the one to talk dirty, but she was riding on the wave of hormones that just flooded her brain, the high it provided better than any drug. But even in her ecstasy, she was sure about one thing. She pulled on his hair to make him look at her, and when he did she rewarded him with another kiss.

“I want you. “, she said, confirming her words by rubbing her wet sex against him. His boxers were off in a flash, and he reached down to guide himself, but she slapped his hand away. “Allow me. “, she whispered, grabbing and giving him a few strokes, enough for his eyes to flutter shut. Enjoying the position of power, it gave her, she continues teasing him, rubbing the tip of his pulsing member against her dripping folds, but not letting him in just yet.

“Fuck, Mikasa, please. “, he was the one begging now, not able to truly handle the way she pushed him against her clit, the way she moaned right into his ear. Deciding that she tortured him enough, Mikasa hooked a leg around his waist and with a practiced move flipped their position, Eren’s back hitting the sheets with a thud. Not even giving him the time to curse, she took him into her mouth for a few seconds, but he was already on the edge and pulled on her hair lightly, not wanting to finish like this. Understanding, she held him upright and sank down, taking him in all the way in one fluid motion. They groaned in unison, as she settled on him, her hands landing on his chest. He reached out, automatically grabbing her hips to steady her, the motion practiced by all the times they were together. She was in charge now. And he waited patiently, watching her take a few deep breaths to regain her composure. Her body was covered in a thin sheet of sweat, making it glisten, and she looked downright divine seated on top of him, a queen on her throne. Mikasa moved around a bit, finding a better position, while Eren bit back the sounds that threatened to leave his throat. Everything, her every move was a little piece of heaven to him, because she was wet and tight and better than he remembered or ever dreamt of. It was no surprise that his mind fell short when it tried imagining the way she felt around him, because it was too good to even be described by words. Mikasa leaned back, gripping his thighs as she pushed herself up before dropping back down, their hips flush against each other’s. And somehow, this wasn’t just sex. It was their way of communication, because they were both flawed in their own way, making any sort of discussion hard. But every time she moved, every time she pulled herself up before coming back down, it was her own way of apology, and the way he held her was his own version of accepting it. But he was too far, and she was already missing his touch, so she paused to gesture him to sit up, words not available to her at the moment. When he did, she wrapped her hands around his neck, pulling herself as close as possible and continued moving, bringing them both closer and closer to the precarious edge. Her moans were thick and loud, her mouth right next to his ear, and he just couldn’t get enough of it. Before she realized it, up became down and she was on her back again, with him looming over her as he tightened his grip on her hips and thrust into her instead, the force making her eyes roll upwards as her whole face contorted in the intense pleasure he was giving her. He moved slowly but powerfully, lifting her lower body from the bed for the best possible angle. Eren could feel it, her fingernails carving into his back with every move, letting him know just how much she enjoyed his actions. The light was there again, right behind Mikasa’s eyes, growing stronger every time she felt him hit all the right spots inside her. She let her hands fall from his back, gripping the sheets above her head and pulling at them with unsteady fingers. As she felt his teeth sink into her neck, she lost it again. The tightening of her orgasm felt much better around his member than his fingers, and Eren couldn’t hold on for much longer, claiming his own high after a few more deep thrusts.

The release washed over her, making all her muscles contract before relaxing, and she felt like she could just melt into the mattress, feeling the ultimate peace only this could bring her. There were some drops falling on her shoulder, and she thought that it’s just sweat until she opened her eyes and saw that Eren’s had tears in them.

“Why are you crying? “, she asked, reaching out to caress his cheek.

“Please… “, he hated how weak and needy he sounded, but the barrier he built around the pent up hurt inside was broken by the wave of hormones in his brain, and there was nothing holding them back anymore. And before he realized it, the words tumbled out before he could catch them. “Please don’t leave me again. “. Pathetic.

“Come here. “, she whispered, and he let go, falling into her warm embrace. Mikasa nuzzled his hair, breathing in the scent of sweat and sex that lingered. The hurt in his voice surprised her a bit, especially after he acted so indifferent at the airport. But now she could see that it was all a front, his way of acting tough, but the jig was up now and there was no more deception between them. “I love you Eren. “, she whispered, “I’m sorry that I’m so bad at saying it. “

When he looked up, the tears were gone from his eyes, replaced by the fire that burned brighter than Mikasa ever saw, and lacking the words to say in this moment, he kissed her instead, relying the “I love you too “in his own, personal way. And she loved it.

 

She always liked the way he unnaturally radiated warmth. In winter especially, she used him countless times as a very comfortable body warmer. With the draft coming in, and the sweat on her skin growing cool, she pressed herself closer to him, throwing her leg over his and sighing into his chest. His hand was in the dip of her waist, rubbing small soothing circle into her skin, and everything felt right for once.

“So, you did miss me. “

“Every damn day. “

“I’m sorry that I left like that. “

“It’s okay. “, he pressed a kiss to her hair, “You are back now. “

“So, I am. “

She giggled when she felt him trail the kisses back behind her ear again.

“I guess I won’t have to help you pack in the morning after all. “, he whispered.

“No. “she tapped him on the chest “But you could help me unpack. “

“I’d love to. “, he replied.

The idea of unpacking brought a certain idea back in her mind. With a reluctant sigh, she let go of him, climbing off the bed and going to her bag, aware of his gaze that drifted all over her naked body. She rummaged through it, finally finding what she was looking for and making a beeline back to him, climbing back up the mattress to show Eren the thing she retrieved. It was the engagement ring, that one that caused so much pain to them both for no good reason at all. Just as she was about to slip it back on her finger, he stopped her, taking it into his hand instead.

“Mikasa, “, he said, holding it out “You are the light of my life, and if those months showed me anything, it’s that my existence is terribly dull without you. Will you marry me? “

It was way shorter than his first proposal, but right now, it was more than enough. After all, they said what they needed to say by their love making, communicating in a way special to the two of them, this was simply the aftereffect.

“Yes, of course I will. “, she said with a light smile, and he took a gentle hold of her hand as he slid the ring back on, kissing her knuckles afterwards. “What’s that on your wrist anyway?” he gestured to the bandage, the last remaining clothing on her body.

“Ill show you. “, she said, before toppling him and straddling his waist, a mischievous smile on her lips. She reached down, once again finding him hard and ready for her, and wrapped her fingers around his shaft. “Later. “

Right now, she had more important things on her mind.

 

If Levi would pick one thing he would never guess to be woken up by, the moaning of a girl would definitely make it top five on his list. He blinked his eyes open, letting out a slightly annoyed sigh. He wouldn’t be surprised if Hange was watching porn just for some kind of dumb research again, making notes into that stupid little notebook of hers. He rolled over to find her with a small transmitter in her lap, drying tears from her eyes with a handkerchief. Was she listening to porn? Whatever, half of the things she did made no sense to him. He was just about to tell her to turn it down a bit, so he can sleep, when the woman in the radio said a very familiar name that immediately woke him.

“Hange, did the girl just say Eren? “, he asked, suspicion rising with every moan.

“Why of course, “, she sniffed a bit, “Who else’s name should Mikasa be saying. “

Levi pinched the bridge of his nose. Don’t get angry. Don’t get angry. Deep breaths.

“Hange, “he asked, carefully spelling out the words not to slip any curses in between them. “Did you bug Eren’s house? “

“What? Of course not! “, she looked offended even by the thought. “I had Jean do it. “

“Hange, why did you bug Eren’s house? “, deep breaths, deep breaths. That was the key.

“To know what’s going on there, why else? “, she blew her nose noisily, “The things they said to each other, it’s just so sweet! “, she sniffed again, “Like a romantic novel. “

Right.

Levi reached out, plucking the radio from her lap and turning it off with a decisive click, ignoring the expression on Hange’s face, which looked like he just stole her one and only child from her.

“I can handle a lot of things, but you listening to my little sister getting fucked is not one of them. “, he pointed his finger at her, “First thing you do tomorrow is removing that bug, and I don’t care how you do it. Or I’ll tell them, you wouldn’t want that would you? “

At least she had the decency of looking a bit ashamed now.

“No. “

“Good. Tomorrow, the bug is gone, or there will be consequences. “

He turned his back on the pouting Hange, lying back down, fully intent of going back to sleep as soon as possible. Only when he was sure that she couldn’t see his face, he let a small victorious smile spread on his lips.

Finally.

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It was Monday, Mikasa realized with a slight scrunch of her nose. The terrifying reality of morning is too much for me to handle, she thought to herself, and kept her eyes closed, snuggling closer to her bedfellow. The unnatural warmth he radiated was comfortable, especially during winter, but in summer she tried to keep her distance from him, only to wake up in the middle of the night tangled around him like a vine and sweating profusely. Right now though, it was just perfect, feeling his chest under her cheek, the arms wrapped around her waist. Flawless. That was, until her improvised pillow started to move.

“C’mon Mika, I have to get to work. “, said Eren, gently untangling himself from her feeble grasp and getting off the bed. She made a protesting noise from the back of her throat, but he rudely ignored it and went to the bathroom to get ready for the day. Well, if he wants to go, that’s his problem. She wiggled on the bed, deeper into the covers, still refusing to open her eyes. She was exhausted anyway. After coming back on Friday and having reconciled their problems at night of the same day, Eren gave her the special “welcome home” treatment for the whole weekend. That usually meant the two of them making love in every way possible, only taking breaks when they were too drained to go again. Breaks filled with different activities, ranging from sleeping and eating takeout till Eren’s newest hobby, fighting games.

She’s distracting me, he thought to himself, trying to focus as much as possible on the screen. It was Sunday morning, the sun streaming in through the windows, illuminating the living room. Eren was perched on the couch, while his girlfriend was right in front of him, her back pressing into his chest as he rested his chin on her shoulder. He could feel the silkiness of her hair on his cheek, the firm line of her back leading down just enough for him to feel the curve of her ass on his lap. And that was the only possible reason why he was getting his ass kicked right now. Because this was Mikasa’s third round, in her life that is, and she was already winning. Tekken was a hard game to learn, so it was impossible for her to beat him, right? Eren growled, mashing the buttons a bit harder, but all that was in vain when he got launched and promptly beaten to death. Mikasa’s victorious cheer went up, and she threw her hands high, laughing. She turned her head just enough to look at him and hooked one of her arms around the back of his neck, pressing him a bit closer.

“Congratulations I guess. “, he said, doing his best not to scowl. His pride got a serious hit right now. First Jean with his stupid Jack-7 abusing, and now this. Cruel is the world of video games.

“Oh, come now. “, she giggled, nuzzling his face, “Don’t be mad. You played well. “Seeing that he was still pouting, she kissed the tip of his nose, before coming closer and pressing her lips to his. Soon the screen was forgotten as the controllers fell on the carpet, with her shirt following, and Eren pushed her up higher on the couch so they could once again engage in their own personal game, which they both enjoyed a lot more than any other.

He was starving for her, all those three months, and now that she was back, he couldn’t let go. As he realized before, he was an addict, and his supply has just returned. It was the same for her too. All the problems, the troubles she was going through, the eternal doubts and dark corners of her mind seemed to evaporate when she felt him drag his lips down her neck, felt just how much he wanted her, needed her. She was happy. Mikasa groaned, rubbing her thighs together, still feeling a faint phantom of ache in her lower regions. Happy, but exhausted.

She could hear him move around after he came back from the bathroom, getting dressed and ready. Technically, she should do the same, because, as Levi liked to say, the training never stopped. But at the moment, she just couldn’t be bothered. The midget will have to give her a break, she won the cup for him after all anyway. A few days off was just the thing she needed right now. Footsteps came close, and Eren’s breath fanned over her face as he leaned close to kiss her goodbye. The simple peck however quickly turned into something much more, as her hands gripped his shirt and refused to let go.

“You know “, she slowly opened her eyes, watching his flushed face hover over hers, “I could pull you down, right now. “, she moved her mouth to his ear, dropping her voice into whisper, “And I could tie you to the bed, so you won’t leave. How does that sound? “She ended her sentence with a light bite into his earlobe, grinning when she saw how he shivered.

“I would love to have you do that. “, he said, “But I wouldn’t put it past Erwin to call a SWAT squad to our house if I don’t show up at the hospital. “, he gently pried her fingers open and kissed her knuckles, whispering “Sorry. “, into her skin, before leaving the room. The door clicked, and Mikasa flopped herself back into the bed, sighing. Well, time to catch up on the sleep then, she thought to herself, rolling over to Eren’s half to leech off the warmth he left behind and closed her eyes again.

 

“You look happy today. “, said Ymir, watching him over the rim of her cup suspiciously. “Very happy… “

Eren shrugged, doing his best to appear as innocent as possible. “Had a good sleep. “

Ymir’s eyes narrowed, and she was just about to shoot something back, but then her eyes drifted above his shoulder and she kept her mouth shut.

“Eren! “said a new voice. Booming, commanding one. Erwin.

He turned around, forcing a smile to appear on his face. But before he could say anything, the blond man turned his back and beckoned with his hand. “Walk with me. “

He had to race to catch up, the long strides of the older man leaving him in dust. They moved in silence, as Eren knew better than to ask. Once Erwin will have something for him, he will say it. No sooner, no later. Suddenly, the director stopped and turned around, so fast that Eren almost walked right into him.

“We are going to Japan. “

“Eh? “, was the best answer Eren could muster.

“I have managed to setup a conference there, of sorts, a promotional event, if you wish, for my hospital. “, his bright eyes focused into Eren’s, and he had the feeling the director is looking right inside his very soul. “And you, my boy, you are the crowning jewel. After the stunt you did on Tybur, the rich and powerful have come to admire you. We will use that. “

“I mean… Of course… Sir. But couldn’t you have told me earlier? “

“I called you on Saturday “, shrugged Erwin, “but you didn’t pick up. “

Eren could feel his cheeks coloring. Yea, he was kind of, unavailable the two days. “I’m sorry sir, I was busy. “

Erwin’s eyes drifted down his face to his neck, and while Eren did his best to pop up his collar to hide the bite marks there, very little could be hidden form the director’s piercing gaze. “I see. “, was all he said, not commenting any further. “Anyway, you should go home and pack, the plane is leaving in, “, he glanced at his wrist watch, “three hours. I’ll have you picked up from your house. Chop chop, Eren. “

 

“He will hate me. “

Annie looked over from the driver’s seat on her boyfriend sitting the passenger’s and shrugged.

“Most likely. “

Armin cringed a bit, pressing his knees together to prevent them from shaking. Of course he was nervous. Meeting Annie’s dad after their three months of dating is a big step forward, isn’t it? But judging from what his blonde girlfriend told him, he wasn’t expecting a warm welcome.

“Oh come on, shouldn’t you be, I don’t know, supportive? “, he asked when the car stopped on red light. Annie kept her eyes on the road, refusing to meet his gaze.

“It’s not you. “, she said. “He dislikes anything I do, if it isn’t related to the sport of course. “She grimaced. “He says that it’s distracting me. “

“Distracting you from what? “

“From becoming the greatest. As is his dream. “, she frowned. “I mean, it’s my dream too, of course. “

Silence reigned in the vehicle for the rest of their journey.

 

“You are kidding, right. “

Eren just shook his head, dragging the zipper of his travel bag closed. He glanced over where Mikasa was sitting on the bed, cross legged, her face a little thunder cloud. “I’m sorry that it’s so sudden, but it’s just a week. “

“And I can’t come? “

“Erwin said that we will be working 24/7 basically, so we will have no time to spend together. If you want to come to explore on your own though, you are welcome to. “

Mikasa frowned even more. “No, not that. “

“How about this. “Eren crossed the distance between then, sitting next to her and pressed a kiss to her cheek, right on the scar. “After I come back, ill get some free time from Erwin, and we can go to Japan again, but together this time. No work. “

She looked up at him, her face brightening. “You promise? “

He grinned at her. “I do. “

 

The dinner was about as bad as Armin expected it to be. Annie’s father, Mr. Leonhardt, was courteous, of course, but he could feel the disappointment from every word he said. When he found out that Armin is a writer and that he doesn’t do any professional sport, his lips pressed together so strongly that they basically disappeared. Yet he kept on drilling Armin, asking about his education, his hobbies and so on, his face darkening more and more with every word the youth said. Annie was eating in silence, the expression on her face unchanging, a stone mask to hide her emotions. When the event was finally over, and she walked him to the door, Armin couldn’t help but wonder what she thought about this.

“So, how did I do? “, he asked, trying to cheer her up.

She flashed him a quick smile. “Good. Better than I expected. “She turned her head back towards the kitchen, chewing her bottom lip. “He will come around. I hope. “

With a quick peck on the cheek and the click of closed doors she was gone, and he was left alone in the night. Armin shook his head, walking back towards the car, turning the conversation around in his head. He just hoped he didn’t do anything wrong.

 

“Distracting her? That’s crazy. “

“Yea, well, that’s what she said. “

Mikasa stretched on the couch, putting her feet up to find a more comfortable position. She really didn’t do anything today, just played some online matches. Tekken was surprisingly fun. She didn’t even work out or went for a run, Levi would be turning in his grave if he heard that. If he was dead, that is.

“Armin, are you okay? You sound… down a bit. “

She could hear him bark out a laugh at the other end of the line. “Yea, it’s not that great to know that the father of your girlfriend thinks that you are a waste of her time. “

“Listen, why don’t you, me and Annie grab a lunch tomorrow, we can talk things over. “

“That…That would be great! Thanks Mikasa! “

She smiled, it was good knowing that she made him feel better. “See you tomorrow then. “

Armin murmured his goodbye and hung up, leaving her alone once more. She yawned, scratched the back of her neck and looked out of the window on the darkening sky. She had a missed call from Levi, but that didn’t really bother her. If the midget wants something, it will have to wait till tomorrow. Right now, she was about to kick some more ass online.

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Smile, nod, try to look as intelligent as possible. Those were the words Erwin told him as the plane touched the ground. The director was really wasting no time, setting up the first meeting right after their arrival, not caring just how Eren felt exhausted from the long journey. Then again, Erwin really didn’t want him to do anything but sit there, he was doing all the talking. His Japanese was quick and effortless, combined with the lively gesturing of his long-fingered hands, he had the investors completely entrapped. Seeing him weave the words together made Eren question just how many languages the director can use. He knew English, of course, but he heard him talk German and Spanish before too, and now he used Japanese as if it was his mother tongue. It made Eren cringe a bit over his own inability to speak anything other than English. Despite his surname, Jaeger, he didn’t know a spit of German, and his Japanese was just a few words Mikasa taught him, for fun. Her own was rusty as well, because only her mother taught her, when she was little, and after the terrible events followed by her upbringing by Levi, she didn’t know much. He was torn from his thoughts when he noticed everyone staring at him, expecting something. Right, Erwin most likely asked him a question, and he was too wrapped up in his inner monologue to notice. Luckily, the director was quick to save him, brushing the accident off by saying something in Japanese which made the businessmen laugh and promptly forget about it. Oof, he dodged a bullet there.

“Sir, I’m sorry to ask, but do I really have to be here? “, Eren stabbed the piece of sushi with a little bit more force than required, feeling a bit frustrated. The meeting was finished, and the director took him to a restaurant to grab a bite to eat before the next one. “You seem to have everything under control by yourself. “

Erwin chewed the piece of food in his mouth and dabbed the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief before replying. “Depends on who are we talking about. Some will be perfectly okay with me just explaining our situation and showing the footage I brought. “, he paused to take a sip of his drink, “But others, the more careful ones, do require to see you. “, he smiled at his young protégé, “They want to see the goods before moving their money, if you want to put it that way. “

“You make it sound like I’m just some piece of meat, sir. “, he grimaced a bit, “Some kind of high class prostitute. “

“Oh no no no, “, Erwin chuckled, “I believe the gentlemen will not require you to be naked for them, they will just pay outrageous sums of money to have your hands and head work for them. “, He paused for a moment, the piece of sushi frozen in the middle of its way to his mouth. “Then again, some people pay for just the service of a hand or head from a prostitute…. “, He beamed up, his smile widening, “Your analogy is actually perfect, Eren! Very smart! “

Shaking his head, the younger man went back to stabbing his food, while Erwin chewed happily away. That totally made him feel better.
What did make him happy was finding out that he is not required for the next meeting, so he can take the rest of the day off.

“Don’t expect this very often, “, said Erwin, checking his watch to see if he still had time, “I was serious when I said that we will be busy all the time. But these guys, I am confident that I can make them see my way just by myself. So, enjoy the beauties of Tokyo, Eren! It is truly a remarkable city! “And with a last wave of his hand, he was gone.

Following his superior’s advice, Eren did his best to truly see most of the city. He walked through the streets, doing his best to breathe in the atmosphere. It was kind of funny, he thought to himself, watching the people around him. Back in his hometown, Mikasa was always the one standing out a bit, thanks to her Asian features. Here, it was the other way around. He was not the only tourist, of course not, but still, they were the minority here. Rounding a corner, he realized that he should bring her a gift, and his eyes fell on an innocent looking bookstore. Mikasa did enjoy a good read, he thought to himself, and went in, hoping to find something for her. It seemed to be focused on foreigners, since the books there were in English. He mindlessly browsed the titles, but none seemed to interest him, until he came to an R-rated section. Spicy romantic novels and such didn’t hold his eye, but then his fingers closed over something that did catch his full attention. A full guide to Shibari, read the title. Curious, he opened it and leafed through, growing more and more interested by second. Sure, he and Mikasa used ropes before, but never to create something so beautiful as the pictures depicted. It was breathtaking, really, and imagining his girlfriend to be the one in the bondage and not the model made his ears burn red. Yep, this is definitely a book both of them can enjoy to the fullest. Hoping that the cashier won’t think of him as too much of a pervert, he closed the sinful temptation and went to buy it.

His phone rang as soon as he left the shop, the book safely bundled in a bag.

“Mikasa? What’s wrong? “, he quickly checked his watch, and after some quick calculation added, “It’s about 4 am for you, right? Why are you up? “

She chuckled softly on the other end of the line. “Yea, it’s really early. I just woke up and… “, he heard her sigh, longing in her voice, “I can’t fall asleep again. I miss you. “

The words alone tugged at Eren’s heart. He missed her too, of course he did. Leaving so soon after the long break they had was damn hard, but sometimes you just have to grit your teeth and follow orders. “Why don’t you tell me about your day? “, he suggested, starting to walk in the direction of the hotel. Suddenly, he felt dog-tired. “Maybe you will fall asleep during that. “He heard the rustle of the sheets on the other end of the line, and he could imagine that she just sat up, hugging her knees and running a hand over the empty half of the bed, where he would normally be sleeping.

They talked for about a half an hour, exchanging the little nothings they did, much more interested in hearing each other’s voice then to truly discuss something important. She told him about the trouble Armin is having, which made him concerned for his friend, but hearing that Mikasa is meeting him tomorrow made him feel better about it. When she asked him about the meeting, he intentionally talked slow and made it as boring as possible, trying to get her to fall asleep. He was rewarded by the sound of soft snoring on the other side, indicating that he was successful in his mission.

“Good night Mika, I love you. “, he whispered into the phone, hanging up.

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Mikasa was a bit surprised when she woke up, her sleep addled mind not able to understand why her phone was pressed against her ear. Then she remembered her awakening in the middle of the night, and the call she made, because she couldn’t fall asleep again. She sat up on the bed, yawned and stretched, the morning sun reminding her that the day was already in full swing, and she should get up if she wanted to be a productive part of it. While making a cup of coffee, Mikasa remembered that today she had the lunch with Armin and Annie, to talk about their troubles. That darkened her mood a bit. She hasn’t seen Annie’s dad, ever since their match months ago, but hearing that he was treating Armin like a piece of thrash triggered her protective instincts. She hated when someone badmouthed her tight circle of friends.

 

“Come on Annie, focus! “, the blonde girl stood up from the ground after Mikasa knocked her down again, muttering an apology. Mikasa was glad when she found out that Annie is in the gym already after coming in, pulling on the weights with her usual blank expression. But after they faced each other off in the ring again, she could say that something was off. Annie was usually a very hard nut to crack; her defense was on point as well as her offense. But today, everything she did was completely half-hearted, as if her mind wasn’t in it. Her body still moved, the years of training drilled into it, but she wasn’t even trying. Mikasa was just about to ask what bothered her blonde friend, when a new voice cut in.

“The style! The grace! The strength! This is amazing!”

She turned around, confused, to see that the speaker was an older Asian woman with a stylish dress that suggested working out wasn’t her goal here. She was accompanied by a tall blonde female with a bowl cut, holding a stash of papers in her hand.

“You are truly the princess of the ring! Queen! Goddess! “, continued the older one, her face flushed with excitement. “You are exactly what we are looking for! “

“I’m sorry, but who are you? “, asked Mikasa, a bit taken back by the praise.

“Oh, you don’t recognize me? “, she made a dramatic pose, waving her hand around. “Its I! Kiyomi! “

Mikasa shrugged. “Who? “

That seemed to hurt the old woman, who covered her eyes with her forearm, almost as if fainting. “You don’t know me? Yelena! Tell them! “

Her companion stepped forward, explaining in a monotone voice. “Kiyomi Azumabito began her work in the fashion industry when she was fifteen years old. Her designs were immediately praised by the world, and today she owns her own brand and produces dozens of new and exciting pieces of clothing for all occasions. “

“That is all very impressive. “, said Levi, who appeared out of nowhere, as he was prone to do, leaning against a wall nearby, “But what does that have to do with my sister? “

“I have a business proposal, which you both might find very interesting. “, Kiyomi smirked, “Can we perhaps talk somewhere more private? “

Levi glared at her for a time, before finally jerking his head in the direction of his office. Kiyomi and Yelena followed him inside, and Mikasa was right behind, leaving a stone-faced Annie in the ring with an apologetic shrug.

“So, what do you want? “, Levi asked once he was sitting behind his desk, with Mikasa standing next to him, arms crossed.

“Cutting straight to the chase, are we? “, Kiyomi smiled, the bluntness of Levi not giving her the slightest of pauses, “Its rather simple, really. “, she pointed at Mikasa. “I want her. “

“You…you want me? For what? “

“Well, for modeling, what else? “, her eyes focused on the girl’s face, and she licked her lips, “I watched you on the tournament, and I thought to myself, this is the perfect body to promote my new line of sportswear. You are hot stuff now, my girl, your victory made you famous. Both you and your manager should be glad that it was me who got to you first, not some shady individual. “

Mikasa couldn’t believe her ears. She? A model? She has never done anything like that before. Levi seemed to keep his cool, interlacing his fingers and watching Kiyomi over the table. “That’s an interesting offer. Why do you want my sister in particular? I’m pretty sure there are plenty fish in the sea. “

“That’s easy, she is the best. “, Kiyomi shrugged, “Everyone who watched the tournament will say the same. She moved with such grace and beauty, it was… exhilarating to watch. Amazing, simply amazing. “

“Old lady, “, Levi interrupted her, gesturing to his lips, “You are drooling. “

“Oh, apologies. “, Yelena was quick to hand her boss a handkerchief, and she dabbed the corner of her mouth with it, “I guess it just showed how excited I am to work with you both. So, when do we begin? “

Levi sat back in his chair, folding his hands on his stomach. “We will think about the offer. Thank you. “

Kiyomi’s eyes almost popped out of her head. She clearly wasn’t expecting this kind of answer. In her business, all she heard were strict yes madam and of course madam. Now she got a maybe. However, long years in business gave her the ability to read people and looking at the pair in front of her, she knew that “maybe” is the best she can get right now. So, instead of arguing, she stood up and left, feeling the piercing gaze of the manager on the back of her neck.

“Yelena, I want a deep scout of them both. Any relationships, friends, work colleagues, anything they have, I want to know about it. “, said Kiyomi as soon as they were out of hearing range. Her assistant, dutiful as ever, quickly wrote it down, nodding in agreement. The fashion mogul couldn’t help but smile as they left the gym. This was turning out to be exactly as interesting as she expected it to be.

“Think about it. “, said Levi as soon as the old woman left, looking up to Mikasa’s face. “It’s you who she wants, so this will be your decision. Both you and the gym could use the promotion, but if you would feel uncomfortable about this, then we say no, it’s easy as that. “, he turned back to his table, signaling that the conversation was over, so Mikasa left his office just to find the ring empty, Annie nowhere to be seen. Maybe she was just tired, Checking the time and noticing that she still has some time left before meeting Armin, she went to the machines, the repeating activity leaving her head free to think about what just happened.

 

Armin looked happy to see her, when she slid down into the booth he was sitting in, but all Annie did was nod, not even looking up from her phone. She and the blond made some small talk, but Mikasa couldn’t help but notice the aura of hostility that his girlfriend projected around herself.

“So, want to talk about what happened yesterday? “, she asked when their food arrived, and as soon as she said it, Annie’s eyes shot up.

“You told her? “, she hissed at her boyfriend, who seemed to shrink in his seat.

“Of course I told her, she is one of my best friends! “, he defended himself feebly.

“It’s a personal matter, between me and you! “, Annie pointed a shaking finger at Mikasa, “Ms. Perfect doesn’t have to know everything! “

“What’s that supposed to mean? “, Mikasa asked, not liking the anger in Annie’s voice one bit.

“Well, isn’t it obvious? Winning a tournament, scoring a massive deal with a fashion designer, everything is just going right for you, isn’t it? We mortals should feel graced by your presence alone, shouldn’t we? “, she made a mocking bow, “Apologies, your highness, but I’ll be going now. I do not feel right in your divine presence. “, Annie stood up, backing out of the booth. “Armin let’s go. “

“No. “

The voice was quiet, but resolute. She turned back, eyes blazing, and locked her gaze with her boyfriend. “What do you mean, no? “, she asked, venom dripping out of every word.

“I came here to enjoy a lunch with my friend, and I’ll do just that. If you want to go, fine, but I’m staying. “

They stared at each other for some time, but in the end, Annie gritted her teeth and turned away, leaving and slamming the door shut behind her. Armin sighed, putting his head in his hands. “I fucked up. “, he said.

“No, you didn’t. “¸ Mikasa reached out and patted his hair, doing her best to be supportive, “You have to stand your ground sometimes. Annie will come around, I’m sure of it. “

“How do you do it? “, he asked, looking up, “You and Eren, how can you just appear so natural together? “

“Armin, we just almost broke up because of our communication problems. We are hardly the ideal pair. “

“Yea but, anytime I watch you two, you just fit together, somehow. And it doesn’t matter that you wear black all the time, and he has those old t-shirts with colorful pictures, you two just pull it off. “, he let his head fall back down, looking defeated, “I’m sorry, I’m rambling. “

“It just…. Comes with time. There is no big secret. I mean, you saw us from the beginning, we were hardly compatible since the start. “

“Oh yea, “, remembering that seemed to lighten Armin’s mood, “It was funny, watching you in that black shirt, with the necklace and stuff, looking as goth as humanly possible holding hands with the guy who wore neatly ironed white shirts and excelled in his classes. “

They both laughed at the memory, but Mikasa had one more question for him. “What about the father issue? Want to talk about it? “
Armin’s laughter faded as his melancholic mood returned. “There is not much to talk about, really. The second I told him I was a writer he just lost interest in getting to know me. Anything that doesn’t help getting his girl to the top just holds no value to him. “

“That’s crazy. “, Mikasa shook her head, “Annie is a human being first of all, she has feelings like anyone else. He can’t just make her ignore them. “

“You say that, but he was successfully doing just that for the past twenty years.

“Maybe I should go have some words with him. “, she said, trying to find a way to help.

“That…. Is not such a bad idea! But with Annie angry as she is now, I don’t think that it’s possible. “

“It’s fine. “¸Mikasa shrugged, “I’ll just wait for her to cool down. “

Armin smiled and reached over the table to squeeze her hand. “Thanks, I mean it. “

She squeezed his hand back, feeling good that she lightened his load, at least by a little bit. Annie’s behavior bothered her, but what’s done is done.

“Anytime. “

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“So, she curved you both a whole week huh? “

“Hmm. Got to say it surprised me, I would have never guessed that she took it so personally. “, Mikasa leaned back in the chair, eyes scanning the crowd and searching for a familiar head full of blond hair.

“I don’t think that Armin sharing their troubles with you was the sole reason, more like the last drop. “, Eren stifled back a yawn, blinking the tiredness from his eyes. It was rather late in Japan. “The straw that broke the camel’s back, as they say. “

“When did you get so poetic? “, she giggled, and finally spotted Armin in the crowd, waving him over. “Are the sakura trees whispering knowledge to you? “

“Nah, I blame Erwin. The man has so many talents that I wouldn’t be surprised if he was secretly an author on the side. “another yawn threatened to tear his jaw from its hinges. Damn he was beat. But talking with Mikasa was something that he enjoyed more than sleeping. He felt a bit embarrassed by realizing it, but he missed her a lot. It was just a few days, but he was really looking forward to getting home and hugging her. And perhaps other things later, he thought with a sly grin, his eyes gliding over to the nightstand where the Shibari book was laid.

Armin sat down opposite of her, and seeing her with a phone he mouthed “Eren? “and Mikasa nodded in confirmation. “Look I can hear that you are tired, so I won’t keep you. Besides Armin just came, so we will try to come up with a strategy to get Annie to open. Sooo see you tomorrow? “

“Tell him I said hi! “, Eren shuffled into a more comfortable position on the bed and with a final “Love you “and “Love you more. “, they hung up on each other. He couldn’t keep the grin from his face. Finally, he was coming home. The week was exactly as hectic as Erwin promised it to be, the two of them traveling from place to place to try and establish as many connections as possible. And overall, they were very successful, as the director said, grinning wide. Yet somehow, all Eren could think of was getting home and seeing her again. One more night, he thought to himself, and closed his eyes, drifting to sleep.

“What did he say? “, Armin asked, when Mikasa finally put down the phone.

“Not much, just that he’s excited to come back home. “, she smiled, “I’m looking forward to seeing him again too, you know. “Mikasa leaned back forward, and fixed Armin with a stare. “But Eren is not the reason we are here, soldier. Any development on the operation: Annie? “

Armin gave her a mock salute. “Sir! No sir! She’s still not answering my calls, sir! “

“At ease. “, she chuckled. “Well that sucks, because I haven’t seen her since the talk either. She stopped going to Levi’s gym, and if I call her she ignores it as well. “

“We could always just, you know, just turn up at her house. “, Armin suggested, “We both know where she lives. “

“I’m not going on a home invasion just because we haven’t talk to her in a week. Not happening Armin. “

“Yea, yea, I’m just saying. Sometimes you have to take the conflict to the enemy territory. I read it in The Art of War. “

Mikasa decided not to question the great Sun Tzu, especially because the waiter just showed up with their order and she was really hungry. The next few minutes were spent in silence with both of them stuffing their stomachs instead of thinking about their problem. It was a welcome change.

“So, youph phlaning sumting specl? “, Mikasa looked up from her food with raised eyebrow. Whatever Armin wanted to say, the meaning was lost to her because his mouth was full of his noodles. He swallowed, rather noisily, and repeated his question. “So, you planning something special? “

“For what? “, she asked.

“For tomorrow, what else. The great reunion after a week of painful separation and all that stuff. “he waved his fork around to emphasize his point.

“Well…. No, not really. “, honestly, her great plan was to drag him off to bedroom as soon as possible, but now that she thought about it, perhaps they could do something more…. Normal? The bedroom thing was happening, wherever Eren wanted it or not, but maybe she could do something for beforehand. Like… dinner?

“Whatever you guys feel like doing, I’m sure he will be happy. “Armin put down his bowl and flashed her a smile. “I’m hardly the relationship expert here. “

They finished their food and left the restaurant, walking together up until the point they usually said their goodbyes and continued separate ways.

“Any last minute tips? “, he asked, the easy smile on his face covering just how much he was worried about his relationship that seemed to be falling apart.

Mikasa scratched the back of her head. “Nope, not really. Though maybe you could like buy a bottle or something, that should at least take your mind off it for an evening. “
Drinking. Now that was a sound advice. Arming hugged Mikasa goodbye and resumed his journey to his home, the thoughts dragging behind him like a dark cloud.

 

The evening found her standing in front of a wardrobe, as she chewed her bottom lip and discussed with herself what the hell she was supposed to wear. Over the course of years, she collected a rather vast collection of things she bought herself and some that Eren got her, but right now she couldn’t decide for shit. Well fuck it, she said to herself, he always said that she looks amazing no matter what she wears. Grabbing t-shirt and sweatpants from the pile, the pulled them on, heading to the kitchen. Now for the main course of the evening.

The door clicked, and Eren let out a sigh, taking in the familiar scent of his home. He sniffed, his nose scrunching a bit. There was something… off, about it, but he couldn’t place it. But before he could investigate, he was hit by whirlwind of strong limbs, pale skin and raven hair, knocking him back a few steps before he managed to regain some balance, his luggage clattering on the ground in process. “H… “was all he managed to squeeze out before she viciously attacked his mouth, biting his bottom lip until he let her in to drag her tongue alongside his. Eren completely surrendered to her assault, keeping his hands on her hips to steady her, although he was quite sure that she could keep herself on him with just the leglock she had around his waist. But while he was completely content about how the night was going right now, Mikasa seemed to remember something, because after few minutes of trying to suck his face off she broke the kiss, panting for air, and wiped her lips on her sleeve.

“You… you want to move this somewhere else? “, he asked, also breathing heavily. She nodded. “Where? “

“To the kitchen. “, she said and jumped down from his arms, grabbing his hand instead and dragging him behind her.

His theory, that she wanted him to lay her down across the counter as he was itching to do a week back was quickly debunked, when he saw the prepared table and the food that was sitting on top of it. “You…err… cooked? “

“Yes. “, she turned, hands on hips. “Something wrong with that? “

Eren sat down with a grin, shaking his head. Mikasa’s cooking wasn’t THAT bad, but he just spent a week in the most prominent of Japan restaurants, so he was rather sure that anything she made will just pale in comparison. “You made burgers? “

“Of course. You are back on the American soil, so you have to eat like a proper citizen. “, she flashed him a smile. “Dig in. “

It was…. Surprisingly tasty, Eren had to admit. It seems that once again he underestimated her. Over the course of the meal he told her all about the Japan trip, the things he saw and did, and the plans he made for when the two of them will be there.

“All right, but what about you? “

“What about me? “, he asked, a bit confused by the question.

“Well, you’ve been sitting here, saying Erwin did this and Erwin did that, but what about you? What did you do there? “

Eren scratched the back of his head. “Well, that’s the thing, I didn’t do much. I just sat there while he flourished his perfect Japanese and won everyone over. Oh, and some of them wanted to see my hands. “

Mikasa almost choked on her drink. “your hands? “

“Yep. “, Eren held up his palm, letting the light fall on his long fingers. “For some reason they really liked seeing them, Erwin told me that they called them “hands of a great healer. “ “

“Healing? Is that all they do? “, she asked with a raised eyebrow.

“I got plenty of tricks up my sleeve. “, he grinned, “Let me show you. “

 

Their clothes littered the floor as they tumbled on the bed, and Mikasa couldn’t help but sigh as she felt his fingers push into her. She closed her eyes to savor it, while Eren planted a string of kisses from her mouth to her neck, where he grinned into the skin.

“Baby, you didn’t tell me there was a dessert. “

“W-What? I-I didn’t… “, she pried her eyes open, just to see him drag his lips down her body and reposition himself between her thighs, where he shot her a quick grin. When he dipped his head down and she felt his mouth where she craved it to be, Mikasa decided that he can keep making as many bad jokes as he wants to, if the outcome will feel as good as this. Then he sucked, and she lost control of her voice.

 

“Delicious. “

She snorted, still hiding her face behind her arm, the aftershocks of her orgasm slowly leaving her body. Eren gently pulled her cover away, grinning when she blinked her eyes open at him and pecked her on the lips.

“Someone was a screamer today, you wanted the neighbors to hear us? “

Mikasa blushed to the roots of her hair. It was the truth that she was rather loud, but then again, with the way he could make her feel, who could blame her?

“You know what, “she frowned at him, “you just lost your privilege to be on top with those stupid comments. “

“Oh. “, was all Eren could say before his back hit the mattress with her straddling his hips. Reaching out to the nightstand, she fished out a pair of handcuffs and clicked them closed on his right wrist before dragging his arms up so she can secure them to the metal bed railing. Eren automatically raised his other hand, and she rewarded him with a kiss before cuffing his other wrist, locking him arms in place above his head.

“You, sir, are under arrest. “, she said, grinning at her victim below her, “You have the right to remain silent, “she pinched his nipples and watched him shudder, “but I would prefer if you didn’t. “

Eren wanted to say something, but she dragged her fingernails down his chest, and all he could do was moan while the red markings appeared on his skin. Then she curled her fingers around his stiff length and dragged the tip of her tongue over the tip, and he lost the ability to talk. When her hot and wet mouth enveloped his whole shaft, he closed his eyes and gave up on thinking. It was good to be home.

 

The bottle stood unopened on Armin’s table, and he watched the liquor inside with sad eyes. It was late, but he just couldn’t bring himself to crack it open and forget, as Mikasa advised him. That was the thing, he didn’t want to forget, not even for a night. Instead, he grabbed his phone and with practiced movements called Annie, for what could be like a hundred time this week. Armin was more than ready to hear the voice mail again, so he was mightily surprised when she picked up. He jolted up in his seat.

“Annie? Is that you? “

There was no response form the other side, but he could swear that he could hear her breathing.

“Annie please, answer me. “

Still nothing.

“I just… “, he sighed. “I miss you Annie, so please, call me, okay? “

Without a confirmation or denial, the line disconnected, and he was left staring at the blank screen.

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“Ereeeeeen, what’s taking so long.”

”It will only take me longer if you keep squirming love.”

Mikasa sighed, and shuffled on the bed, trying her hardest to find a comfortable position. It was hard, for a multitude of reasons. First and foremost, she was naked. Then there was the fact that Eren was slowly wrapping her up in ropes, like a spider, for about half an hour already. And least but not last, the excitement she felt about this whole thing just didn’t allow her to sit still. Honest to god, when Eren pulled out the book he brought from Japan, she was as eager to try one of the designs from it as he was. But now, she was forced to face the truth. Shibari took time. And while her boyfriend looked completely content, slowly working on the knots, she was impatient as hell. Maybe if she picked less intricate design, it would be faster, but Mikasa was really taken after seeing the one they were trying at the moment in the book, and tapped it with her fingertip.

”This one.”

Eren looked over her shoulder, nodding to himself as he read over the instructions. ”All right.”, he said. ”Let’s get you naked.”

”Do I have to be?”, she asked doubtfully, pointing out that the model was in fact in her underwear.

He shrugged, the picture of innocence. ”I like seeing you naked, plus the clothes will be pain to remove once you’ll be tied up.”

”Pervert.”, she frowned at him, reaching down to throw her shirt over her head, quickly followed by her bra and pants.

”Says the girl about to go in the bondage.”, he winked at her, flexing the ropes. After she removed the last article of her clothing, he studied the book for a minute, and then got to work on her. That was thirty minutes ago, and she was practically bouncing in her seat impatiently. It felt great, the whisper of the ropes on her skin, and slow tightening of the loops and knots, but it was just taking so long for him to finish. It was rather amazing, that even in heated moments Eren was always, above everything, careful. In things they have tried and were comfortable with, he could be rough and feral, and completely sweep her off her feet, but in anything new, which had even a tiny possibility of anyone getting hurt, he was the saint of patience. Maybe someone else would find that annoying, but Mikasa couldn’t, especially not after witnessing what she did.

 

It was about three years ago. She came home to find him sitting on the couch, staring at his hands, and immediately knew that something was wrong. Because usually, he stood up, smiling, and went to kiss her, whispering that she looks amazing, or just burying his face in her hair to inhale her scent. But back then, he remained seated, answering to her “Hi” in a shaky voice. “Eren, what’s wrong?”, she asked after coming to sit next to him, concerned. He looked up.

”It was a stupid bet; can you believe it?”

”What? What bet? Eren, talk to me.”

”They brought him in in the ambulance.”, he took a shuddering breath, “He was screaming and there was blood everywhere, because for some reason they didn’t put him to sleep, I still don’t know why. And he….”, Eren was shaking, she realized, ”he was begging me not to cut it, not to take his hand. But I had to. You should have seen it, the bones were shattered so much that pieces of them were jutting from the skin, I couldn’t… there was no way for me to save the limb.” He shook his head.” And the worst part? He injured himself because of some stupid bet, it was completely avoidable. He’s crippled now, for the rest of his life, because he wanted to impress his friends.”

”Eren, baby, you know it’s not your fault, right?”, she asked cautiously, knowing that he sometimes felt the need to blame all of the world’s problems on himself.

He picked up her hand and pressed his lips to her knuckles.” I know, but I just want to promise you something.” There was fire in his eyes when he looked at her, his gaze meeting hers.” I will never, ever hurt you. Never in my life. I swear.”
She smiled at him before pulling him into a hug, resting her chin on his shoulder.” Thank you.”

 

So yea, Eren had his own reason to take things slow and be careful, but that didn’t mean that she can’t act as an impatient ten-year old.

”Miki?”, his voice grabbed her attention and she looked over her shoulder with a raised eyebrow.” Could you put your hands behind your back please?” She followed his wish, putting both of her wrists on the small of her back, and soon felt the rope coil around them few times before he looked back to the book, figuring out the knots. She sighed, softly, but he wasn’t the one to miss those subtle signals of her body. ”That bored huh? ”, he asked with a wide smile.

” Yea.. I’m sorry, I know its hard and I’m breaking your focus. ”

”Listen, ” the loops around her wrists tightened, ” If you’ll be a good girl and sit still for me, I’ll tell you a story. How about that? ”

” Story? What about? ”

”It’s a good one , I promise. Plus, it has a surprise at the end. So, want to hear it? ”

Mikasa loved stories. Especially when she had her boyfriend tying her up and there was nothing else to do anyway. So, she nodded. She felt Eren’s body press against her back, as he started working the rope around her breasts, but she couldn’t focus on that because he put his chin on her shoulder and started talking. ”Listen then…”

 

Eren was happy when Erwin introduced the new member of the staff, black doctor named Onyankopon. And yes, his name was weird, he knew it thank you very much. The man joked that he considered making a small business cards which he could hand out every time he met someone new, which would explain the origin of his name. But because he dropped that idea, he had to say it again and again. ”So listen closely, ”, he said, ”because I’m not repeating myself. ”, seeing that he had his audience on the edges of their seat, he winked. ”Unless you ask really nicely. ”

The truth was rather boring to be honest. His mom and dad, coming to America for job opportunities, wanted to keep a strong connection to the land of their birth, so they named their son after one of the deities of their land. Ymir laughed upon hearing that, coming close and offering her hand. ”Welcome to the god club, enjoy your stay. ” and that was that.

Eren liked Onya, as he wanted them to call him, because he was hardworking and dedicated, didn’t slack on the job and was easy to joke around with. He could see why Erwin brought him on board. Yet no one is perfect, and he soon discovered the small, tiny thing he didn’t like about the newest addition to the team. Onya loved talking about sex. And not in a philosophical sense. Almost every night off, he would either go hunt in a bar or set up a tinder date, and try and collect another trophy for his collection. Simply said, he did a lot of one-night stands, and loved showing off his photos after. Nothing degrading for the girl, mind you, he always asked if he can take an after-sex selfie with her, and almost all of them didn’t mind. So next day, he came barging in the in the common room, phone in hand, eager to show her off. Men are simple creatures, so he soon gathered quite a cult around him, listening eagerly to his stories. Eren didn’t join in, but he didn’t really mind either. Everyone has something they enjoy. If his kinks would come to light, he was pretty sure that there would be plenty of spilled coffee that day. So yea, he kept doing his thing, not caring much, but that was interrupted when Onya approached him one day.

”Eren Yeager, was it? ”, he shook his hand, ”Can I call you Eren? ”

”Only if I can call you Onya. ”

”Deal. ” the dark-skinned man smiled, ”I noticed that you never take part in our talks, does it bother you? ”

”Nope, not at all. Just not a thing for me. I’m engaged. ”

”Oh…”, from the look on Onya’s face, it seemed like Eren just told him that he was dying. ”I’m sorry buddy, I didn’t know you were snatched. How long has it been going on? ”

”Ehm… Five years? ”

”Oof. Fuck man, I’m so sorry. ”

”Why are you acting like it’s bad thing? ”, Eren was completely perplexed right now.

”Well you see. ”, Onya put a hand on his shoulder, almost like if he was giving him emotional support in trying times. ”After five years of eating the same food, it just doesn’t taste as good, you get me? Plus, five years? Really? I know how these long-term thing works. Tell me buddy, how often do you even go at it, once a month? Missionary? Under the covers?” He shook his head. ”It’s just sad seeing a prime specimen like you settled down, that’s all. ” With a last squeeze of his shoulder, he let go and returned to his group, leaving confused Eren in the dust.

 

”Oooh, my baby got insulted. ”, Mikasa fluttered her lashes at him, pursing her lips, ”Want me to kiss you to make it better? ”

Eren just chuckled, putting some finishing touches on the ropework and checking the book to make sure he got everything right. ”I just don’t know what gave him that idea, that’s all. I mean, I know that its been five years, but do you grow tired of this, of us? ”
Mikasa shook her head resolutely. Truth was, she wouldn’t compare their sex as eating food, more like breathing. Sure, you did it your whole life, but you just wanted it every day of your life. And if you held your breath for a few minutes, you found out that you really miss oxygen. A lot. ”Well, he was just wrong about you. We are hardly doing it once a month, and this,”, she flexed her hands against the ropes, ”is the weirdest missionary I’ve seen in my whole life. ”

Eren’s fingers skimmed over the bonds, testing out the knots as he frowned at the book. ”Miki, does anything hurts? Any complaints? ” She squirmed, turning left and right before shaking her head.

”Nope, I’m all good here. ”

A hand gripped the back of her neck, and before she realized it her face was roughly pushed against the mattress, bending over her whole body as Eren’s mouth appeared by her ear while his other hand squeezed her exposed ass.

”Then let’s see if it holds. ”

 

The tightness in her abdomen was growing, the fire between her thighs expanding to a roaring inferno, as the wand kept circling her most sensitive parts, and all she could do was moan and gasp into the covers. The Shibari might have taken a long time to set up, but damn it held fast. Her fists clenched at the small of her back, her knees dug into the mattress for support, and the damn ropes tightened around her breasts, squeezing them. Whole body shuddering as her high approached, she prayed that time he will finish the job, finally let her come and….

He stopped, the fucking bastard. Mikasa groaned in utter frustration, turning her head so she can glare at him over her shoulder. Eren seemed immensely pleased with himself, leaning on her rear with a smirk, holding the Hitachi wand he tormented her with casually with his right hand.

”You know, I’ve been thinking Miki. ”

She stared at him in disbelief. Now. He wanted to talk now. Was he fucking kidding her? How long was he teasing her already, and now he wants to take a break to make a speech? Fucking asshole.

”Just a few years back, you blushed when I kissed you on the lips, and look at us now. Here you are, ass in the air, tied up, edged. And you enjoy it don’t you. ”

”Fuck you, Eren. ”

”Ooh, ” he leaned a bit closer, the grin on his face only widening. ”I love it when you talk dirty. ”

”Yea? Well, then listen. As soon as I’m out of these ropes, ill bash your fucking face in, ill wipe that smirk from your face and ram it in your asshole, ill punch you so hard that you will turn inside out, I’ll…,” she ran out of breath, panting.

”Anything you want to add, love? ”, he asked casually. And she knew what he was asking about. Even with her mind completely clouded by her desire, the safeword was there, drilled into her mind. He was asking for it, wanting to know if she really wanted him to free her, and was ready to do it on a moment’s notice. But she didn’t want him to let her out, not really.

She shook her head. ”Fuck you. ”

He pulled back, turning the wand on with a click. ”Let’s see how long you can keep the tough girl act up. ”, he said, and pressed it back between her legs. Mikasa choked back a gasp, and quickly turned her head back into the mattress to muffle the sounds she was about to make.

 

”Eren… I love you…So much…”

He just chuckled and kissed the top of her head, his hand rubbing small soothing circles into her back. She felt weightless, detached from her physical body, so light that she was grateful for the hand around her waist that kept her anchored, laying on his chest.

”You talked differently a while ago. ”, he grinned. ”I do recall something about you punching me so hard that I will turn inside out. ”

She shook her head, refusing to open her eyes. Sure, she was frustrated back when he was teasing her, but in the end, it was so worth it. When he finally did let her come, she was sure that the whole street could hear her scream, but somehow, she didn’t care one bit. And that wasn’t all. As she was facedown on the bed, panting, he whispered in her ear that it would be shame to let her out so early, when tying her up took so long. Then his mouth disappeared from her ear, and she was left wondering where he was until his tongue pressed against her aching sex from behind. No teasing this time, he let her come on his face, but even that wasn’t the end.

”You ready for one more round? ”, he asked, his hand caressing her ass gently. Mikasa uttered her consent, but almost lost it when he pushed into her, the oversensitiveness driving her crazy. She had to bite the covers to keep any grip of reality, because Eren set a rough, bruising tempo, abandoning his careful side. She almost lost her mind there, because she came rather fast, but Eren took a longer time, fucking into her through her orgasm. Mikasa was grateful when he slapped her ass repeatedly, the pang of pain bringing her back to reality, as her muscles clenched around him hard, doing their best to topple him over. And he did, with a groan, finally letting her rest.

So here she was, untied, the ropes folded neatly on the ground, slowly falling asleep on his chest, while he dragged his fingers through her silken black hair.

”We have to….”, she yawned, ”We have to do this again. Soon. ”

”As long as you let me work at my own pace, anytime.”, he grinned into her hair, “Safety and consent turn me on.”

She just nodded. If it will make her feel this way, he could damn well play with the bonds for an hour, she wouldn’t mind.

”Eren? ”, she whispered, her mind slowly darkening as the sleep approached.

”Hmm? ”

”I don’t think I could survive with once a month. ”

He laughed. ”Neither could I Miki, not with you around. ”

 

”You want to hear the continuation of the story? ”

”Sure, not like I have something else to do. ”

Wasn’t that the truth. Mikasa was lying on her stomach, hands behind her back, while Eren had the book opened, on a different section, figuring out the complicated set she requested this time. Suspension was a step higher than what they tried last, but he was confident that he can pull it off. It would last longer to set up too.

”All right then, listen. ”, he began, while wounding up the rope around her ankles. ”It happened a few days ago…”

 

”Hey, Eren, there you are. ”

He turned around to see Onya making his way over to him, smiling. Eren raised an eyebrow at that. After their talk, he wasn’t expecting the man to come talk to him again, especially not this soon.

”I’ve been looking for you. ”, the dark man said. ”I’ve come to apologize. ”

”Apologize? ”

”Yea. I… thought about what I said and I realized that it was rude of me. It’s not my place to judge your relationship, and if you with her for five years, I’m sure that she’s making you happy. After all, relationships are not only about sex.”, he extended his hand, ”Friends? ”

”Uhm.. sure. Friends. ” Eren shook it, and Onya flashed him a quick grin before disappearing back down the hall.

 

”So, what’s the surprise? ”, she asked, watching his stand up and loop the ropes through the hook in the ceiling, the decoy punching bag that usually occupied it removed. He looked down at her, licking his lips.

”I…. Nah, forget it, it’s stupid. ”

”Eren. ”, somehow she Mikasa managed to look dangerous, even down on the ground and tied so tightly that she couldn’t move a muscle. ”Tell me. ”

”Its just…” he sighed, ” I just had an idea. I was thinking, maybe you could come to the hospital one day, to pick me up, to like… you know… show him what I have? ”

”Ooh I see. ”, her eyes narrowed, ”You want to show me off. ”

”Well, yea…”

”I didn’t realize I’m dating a teenager. Seriously? Pissing competition? Come on. ”

”I told you it’s stupid, forget it. ”, he redirected his gaze on the book, but Mikasa could see the way his ears were burning. She sighed. Well, sometimes you could act like a child again, right?

”Eren. Eren look at me. ”He peeled his eyes from the pages and back on her face. “Let’s make a deal, you and I. If you really blow my mind tonight, ill do it. Ill go there so you can flex on your coworker, all right? ”

He grinned at her. ”Sounds good. ” Out of nowhere, he pulled, and she fell her body rising from the ground, the ropes pulling her upwards until she was hovering mid-air. One of her legs was brought almost all the way up, while the other remained down, which effectively exposed her most private region to him, the realization made her blush. Eren rounded her, his eyes darting over the binds, nodding to himself. ”Anything too tight? ” Mikasa shook her head. ”All right then. ” he said, his voice darkening. ”Let’s blow your mind. ”

 

God bless Eren for this huge tub, she thought to herself, once again comfortably splayed on top of his body, with the warm water splashing around her. Oh damn, he was talking to her, she realized and it took her tired brain a few moments before she deciphered what he was saying.

”How’s your mind? ”, he asked, smiling.

”Positively blown. ”, she said with a smile of her own.

”So that means that you will come? Miki? ”

She sighed. ”Yes, I’ll be there, silly. Now shush, I want to rest. ”

”Yes ma'am. ”

 

”Dude, oh my god, you won’t believe this. ”

Eren had to bite back his grin, and turned around with an expression of feigned innocence on his face. ”What’s up? ”

”There’s a 10/10, no scrap that, 11/10 Asian chick in the lobby right now. ”

”Oh really? That’s cool man. ”

”Yea, her chest might a bit smaller than I like, but her legs go for days, and that ass.. ” Onya made a whistling sound, ”Plus she’s wearing all black. ”

“What does have to do with anything?”

“Oh, you don’t know?”, Onya shook his head, “Poor man. The goth girls are into kinky shit.”

The image of Mikasa suspended from the ceiling flashed in Eren’s mind, and he had to fight not to choke on the water he just happened to be sipping. If Onya only knew how right he was in his guess.

”Well, what are you waiting for. ”, Eren shrugged, ” Go get her tiger. ”

”About that, she is really something, so I might need your help. ”

”My help? ”

”I mean, she’s obviously not hurt, so she’s here for a checkup, or maybe she’s here for a job, nurse or something. If that’s it, then she will know about you, because you are quite famous in the medical circles. ”, Onya licked his lips, excited with his plan, ”Listen, give me a few minutes, I’ll go there and start her up, see how things are. After some time, come to the lobby and look for me. ”, he gestured to his civilian clothing and the bag on his back, ”You are going home anyway right, so it’s on your way. Now, if you see me giving you thumbs up, just go, I got this. But if you won’t, could you come and introduce yourself, so I can show her that I have friends in the highest circles? Chicks get turned on by that. ”

”Not afraid ill take her from you? ”

”Well I mean, you are engaged right? Want to cheat on your lady? ”

Eren shook his head. ”Nope, never. ”

”See, ” Onya shrugged, ”That’s why I’m not worried. Anyway buddy, can I count on you? Please. ”

Eren pretended to think for a moment, before sighing and nodding. ”Sure, but you’ll owe me one. ”

With a quick ”Thank you”, the dark-skinned man was off to his hunt, and Eren couldn’t suppress his smile any longer.

”You are enjoying this, aren’t you? ”, Ymir’s voice cut into him like a dagger, and he could feel her eyes drilling into the back of his head.

”Enjoying what? ”, he said, turning to face her.

”Cut the crap. ”, she shook her head. ”He makes fun of you a few days back, and suddenly there is a super hot Asian girl appearing in the lobby. You want me to believe that’s not Mikasa?

”Pure coincidence. ”, Eren said, doing his best to keep his face straight.

”You know, I have no idea why girls even put up with your crap. I’m just glad I don’t have to. ”

Ymir pushed past him and out of the room, shaking her head the whole time. All right Eren, he thought to himself, showtime.

Finding the pair in the lobby was easy. Mikasa was leaning against the wall, with Onya standing next to her, his seducing techniques out in full force. He was good at this. He managed to be close to her, but in the same time he kept respectable distance, not invading her private space. He kept the conversation going, lively, while all she did was just nod or give him one-word long answers, all the time peering over his shoulder and looking for Eren. She was really looking breathtaking. She wore black combat boots, combined with tights of the same color and a short skirt. Her top was one of his t-shirts, he recognized, also dark with a metal band picture in front, but somehow, she managed to look better in it than he ever did. To top it off, Mikasa even put on make up for this, black lipstick and eyeliner standing out against her pale skin, matching the color of her nails. She must have felt his eyes on her, because her own gaze soon found him, and a smile appeared on her face. Eren walked over to them, ready to put on a show.

”Eren. ”, she said, pushing herself off the wall and going over to him.

Onya paused in a middle of sentence, confused until he followed her gaze to see him coming over. ”Oh yes, Eren Yeager, the surgeon. He is my friend, you know, want me to introduce….”

He stopped when he saw Mikasa wrapping her arms around Eren’s neck, and the two of them kissed with intensity they usually reserved for private moments. She bit into his lower lip, and when he groaned she slipped her tongue into his mouth. When they finally separated, she bit into him again, pulling at the abused part before letting it snap back. Fuck, now he was turned on in the middle of the lobby. And from the look she gave him, Mikasa knew exactly what she was doing to him.

”Revenge? ” he whispered to her.

”Just a tiny one. ”, she winked, ”You’ll get the bigger part at home. ”

With a smile, he turned back towards the surprised Onya, keeping his hand around her waist. ”This is my fiancé, Mikasa. Mikasa, my friend, Onyankopon. ”

He just stared at them, mouth moving but no sound coming out.

”We would love to stay and chat, but we really have to go. I’ll see you tomorrow, okay? ”

With that, they left the hospital. Mikasa managed to keep the straight face all the way to the car, where she exploded in laughter. ”All right, okay, that was funny. Did you see the look on his face? ” she covered her own with her hands, shaking her head. ”I feel so bad now. ”

”Don’t be. We didn’t do anything to him, just shook his beliefs a bit. ”, he reached out and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. ”Let’s go home. ”

She nodded, turning the key in the ignition and the car sprung to life.

”Let’s. ”

 

Onya found him tomorrow morning, just as his shift was starting.

”Five years huh? ”

”Yup. ”

The dark man shook his head, the whites of his teeth shining as he smiled. ”You are one lucky bastard, you know that?”

All Eren could do was nod.

”The luckiest of them all. ”

Chapter Text

There was a lot of ways to spend your evening. Mikasa could say, with clear conscience, that she has done, if not all, then most of them. Because she was rather sure that most of the other people haven’t been on their boyfriend’s lap, with laptop in front of them, browsing pages that sold fetish gear.

“I still can’t believe you talked me into this. “

“I didn’t talk you into anything babe. I asked if you are willing to do it, and you said, and I quote: Sure thing, that sounds like fun! “, Eren pointed out.

Mikasa reached down and pinched one of his arms that were coiled around her waist. “Stop with that logic of yours, I have to pretend that I’m at least a bit embarrassed by this. But, to be honest, “, her eyes focused on the monitor and slid over the rows of merchandise, “it does look kinda hot. “

“It will look way hotter once you will be the one wearing it. “, he murmured into her hair.

They browsed in silence for a time, because she was picky, and he honestly didn’t mind a bit.

“It’s weird that it even took you this long to suggest me doing this. Aren’t you like, working in a hospital? “

“Miki, do you seriously think that they wear this in real life? “, Eren chuckled, pointing at the nurse outfits they were browsing. “If any of the Nurses would show up to work in one of these, Erwin would have a stroke. “

“Those look way more fun than scrubs though. “

“Scrubs are effective, that’s the whole point of them. “

She rolled her eyes at that, but didn’t comment any further. He was the expert here, after all.

“Nah, not that one. “, she shook her head when he hovered the mouse over one of the dresses and looked at her with raised eyebrow. “Don’t want to wear white. “

“Ah, your eternal fascination with black and red. Tell me, have you been dutifully giving offerings to your lord and savior, Lucifer? “

He grunted when she punched him in the ribs. Gently of course. Mikasa continued browsing while he was slowly sucking in air to breathe again, until she found a dark colored dress and a pair of fingerless gloves that she threw in just because she wanted to. Satisfied, she placed the order and closed the laptop, a smile spreading her lips. This should be good.

 

“So, how do I look? “

Mikasa asked Eren this question numerous times during their relationship. Usually, he would say something along the lines that she looked amazing, and he truly meant it. Or, if he wanted to tease her, he said that the dress makes her ass look fat and she should take it off so he can see for himself just how much. And then there were times where she was met with just stunned silence. This was one of those times. Looking at her, Eren could feel his brain rapidly going out of operations mode, as his mouth fell open and closed again, but he didn’t make a sound. He just lacked words to describe her.

The black latex dress hugged her lithe torso closely, giving really no space for imagination. It was short, very short, the skirt ending just at the top of her thighs, giving way to the pale skin. He didn’t see much of it though, because after just a few centimeters of the porcelain goodness it dipped back under a black material, this time the top of her boots. Eren had half a mind to tell her that high-heeled thigh high shoes are hardly the appropriate footwear for a nurse, but decided against it. It was better to just gaze at her and take the whole uniform in. The gloves she bought were on her hands, going all the way up to her upper arms, encasing most of her body in her favorite color. The only connection the whole outfit had to the nurse roleplay they were about to do was the red cross on the left breast of her dress, and the small cap on the top of her head, sitting snuggly amidst the strands of silky hair.

But while he was perfectly content with just staring at the breath-taking visage in front of him, Mikasa had other ideas.

“Mr. Yeager, was it? “, she began, putting her hands on her hips. “What seems to be the problem? “

Oh right, he was supposed to be the patient. But he just couldn’t think of anything, as his brain was completely dead, rolling around in his skull. “I…I mean…. Uhm… “

“C’mon Eren, just pick something. Roleplay works only if both parties are active.

He groaned, hiding his face behind his palms and shaking his head. Its ok, he can do this. Breathe Eren. Dropping his hands, he gave her an apologetic smile. “Can we try again? “

 

“Mr. Yeager, what brings you here today? “

“I have a… problem…. In my pants. “

She rolled her eyes at that, because seriously? Couldn’t he pick something less cheesy? Whatever.

“Can you be more specific please? “

“I have eeeh… an erection, aaaaaaand it won’t go away. “

“Oh damn, that sounds really annoying. “, she snapped her gloves against her skin. “All right, strip, so I can see. “

Eren followed her wish, quickly discarding his clothes until he was naked, watching her with keen interest as she came close, her heels clicking on the floor. She bent over, her face just centimeters from his hard member, inspecting it. He had to fight his urge to just buck his hips into her, because her breath fanned over the sensitive skin as her mouth dropped open, and she licked her lips, pink tongue wetting the black painted skin so fucking slowly. Calm, stay calm, he said to himself. Satisfied, Mikasa straightened, and from the smirk on her face it was clear to see that she knew exactly what she was doing to him.

“Oh, don’t sulk, “, she said and patted his cheek with her gloved hand, the latex feeling oddly cold against his skin, “I believe I have just the thing to help you. “She crossed the short distance to the dresser, rummaging through the drawers, clearly looking for something. When she came back, there was a short silk cord in her hand and she flexed it between her fingers, her face doing nothing to hide the excitement. Eren stared at her, dumbly, trying to puzzle the pieces together. It was way too short to bind his hands, and even then, why would she bother with something like this when they had a numerous pairs or perfectly functioning cuffs? Then she pushed him down to the chair and her hands reached down to his crotch, and with terrifying clarity he realized what she was about to do. The cord looped once, twice around his shaft before turning over and doing the same to his balls. She seemed to be enthralled by the task, making sure the binding was both tight enough to prevent him from finishing, as was the intended purpose, but also not too tight, not to hurt him. Satisfied with her performance, she let him sit there as she went back over to the dresser, this time returning with a pair of cuffs while his new reality slowly sank in. Mikasa bound his wrists together behind the back of the chair, and then circled him back to front, the smirk never leaving her face.

“Any complaints? Problems? Now is the time to talk. “

He took a deep breath, doing his best ignore the tight grasp the cord had on his jewels, and shook his head. Eren was always willing to try new things, and as long as they had the safewords to fall back on, he wasn’t afraid.

“All right then, “she slowly kneeled down in front of him between his legs, “let’s see what I can do. “

In the moment her fingers closed around him, he had to bite back a groan. And the torture started. She was stroking his slowly, not rushing anywhere, pressing her thumb against the head, generally just applying all of her wide range of skills she learned over the course of their love life.

“This is weird, it doesn’t seem to be working. “, she sighed, speeding up the tempo of her hand. Eren gritted his teeth, bit his tongue, anything to stop himself from giving her the satisfaction of hearing him moan and beg her. But Mikasa, she was far from discouraged. “Let’s kick it up a notch. “His eyes shot open just in time to see how she lowered her head and opened her mouth, only pausing to give him a wink before taking him in. And he lost his fight.

“Fuuuuuuuuuuck. “

She let him go with a pop, shaking her head. “Don’t swear, this is a hospital. “To emphasize her words, she slapped his thigh, but that only made him groan. All right, this was fun, she thought to herself and stuck out her tongue, licking a long stripe from the base, where the cord was, all the way to the tip. When the warmth of her mouth enveloped his tip again, and her gloved hand stroked the rest, he literally shook in his bonds. His member was straining wildly against the restraints, while he sank his nails into his palms. Fuck, she was going to drive him insane. But then she dropped her head low, lower until he felt himself hit the back of her throat, which made her gag around him, and he had to reconsider his statement. She wasn’t going to drive him insane, she is going to straight up kill him. He will expire, right here, in her hands and mouth. Eager to see him react to her more, she swallowed around him, before letting him slide deep into her throat again. Eren’s head fell back while he mumbled some incoherent words, something alongside please and fuck with a little bit of Mikasa on the side. Neither of them had any idea how long this went on, with her applying her tongue, lips, throat, and sometimes even teeth to make him produce the most delirious sounding grunts and moans. While she was working, Eren had sunk deep under, his whole body shuddering under her care, eyes flicking open and closed, as he was unable to focus his brain even on the simplest of tasks. He could feel her nails as she dragged them across his thighs, scratching him, but the pain was nothing compared to the bite of the cord on his twitching member. He couldn’t hold it in, not anymore, he was weak. With a twist of her hand and a swipe of tongue around the head, she broke him.

“P-Please….M-Mistress…I can’t… I beg you… “

Forming whole sentences was far beyond his reach at the moment, but it was enough for her. She let go of him, both her mouth and hand leaving his body and stood back up, straightening her dress. “Well, this doesn’t seem like it’s working. “Mikasa tapped her chin, while Eren forced his eyes to open and focus on her. She was fucking glorious, the shiny black latex contrasting with the pale shade of her skin and her swollen lips, red combined with the dark color she painted them. All of his blood rushed downward making him feel terribly lightheaded. “Oh, I have an idea. “With the click of her heels, she walked behind him and undid the cuffs, letting his hands fall free. Free, he was free. He could touch himself if he wanted to, undo the fucking knot around his shaft and stop the dull pressure in his abdomen. But he knew that if he did that, she wouldn’t be pleased. No, his mistress didn’t allow him to come, not yet. So instead, he pushed himself from the chair, and immediately fell on the floor as his knees buckled underneath him. Where, where was she? Pulling himself up to a kneeling position, he looked around, to find her sitting on the bed, legs crossed, waiting for him. Both not trusting himself not to fall again, and because he knew that she liked it, he crawled over to her before straightening, expecting her instructions. Mikasa ruffled his hair affectionally, watching him kneel at her feet, completely lost to the world, hers and hers alone.

“Since my hand techniques didn’t relieve you of your burden, let’s try something else. “, she said, her voice cheerful. She lifted her leg, and pressed the shiny black boot to his mouth. “How about you kiss my shoes? Such humiliating activity should take care of your little problem, don’t you think? “Eren followed her command, pressing his mouth to the tip and giving it a chaste peck, but she wasn’t happy with that. With a tug of her leg, she shoved the toe of her boot into his mouth, which in turn made him groan.

“You have to try harder, pet. Don’t you want to have your problem solved? “

Because it is hard to talk with your mouth full, he settled only on nodding his head. He took a hold of her leg, swiped his tongue across the latex, planted open mouthed kiss along the sides. Eager to please her, he turned her leg to side, and kissed his way all the way up her knee, before moving back down. On her command, he let her slide her heel into his mouth and sucked, letting her ravage it as much as she wanted. Because he belonged to her, every part of his body, to use as much and how she wanted. Mikasa watched him, watched him lick her boots, watched him as he worshipped them, just because she ordered him to. They were different, Eren and her, in the way of their submission. For him, it was like this. To kneel down and let himself be ordered around, to let the everyday stress that came from his line of work, in which he was literally handling lives every day, just wash over him. He would do anything she told him to do, without question, because that was what he craved, to forget the burdens and let himself be dominated. For Mikasa, it was different. She was a fighter, not only as a pro but also in life, and when life bit her in the ass she always bit back. And while she was perfectly capable of playing a cute little submissive, her most favorite part was when Eren tied her down, so tight that she couldn’t move a muscle, let her thrash and scream while he played with her, and she was unable to stop him.

On her command, he switched his attention to the other leg, giving it the same attentive treatment as the first one. He had to fight to keep his hips from thrusting up, out of sheer instinct, but Mikasa didn’t miss a thing. The boot he wasn’t mouthing pressed against his crotch, not hard enough to hurt but enough to made him hiss against the latex he was licking. “Still, pet. No moving. “Not really in a mind to answer, Eren did his best to just quietly follow her order, focusing instead of enveloping her heel inside his mouth.

“Oh well, this doesn’t seem to have any effect either. You seem to be getting harder, if anything. “, she freed her leg from his hands, and put it down, leaning over to look closely at his face. He was completely wrecked. His mouth hung open, lips swollen and a string of saliva slowly falling down in the corner. He was breathing hard, eyes dark and unfocused, but other than that, he didn’t move a muscle. She trained him well after all. Her quick inspection finished, she leaned back, once again lifting her leg. “Take them off for me, would you? Maybe that will work. “Eren was quick to obey, dragging the zipper down and pulling the shoes from her feet, putting them down next to the bed. Mikasa wasted no time, and pressed her newly freed toes into his obediently opened mouth. He didn’t even wait for her command and started treating it the same way as her boots before, sucked on her toes before kissing his way up. When he reached her knee however, he felt her other foot, the one he wasn’t worshipping, press against the top of his head halting his advance. “Easy there. You didn’t earn the right to go higher. Down. Now. “With that, she pushed him back the way he came, and he went with it, ending his journey on the heel of her foot before switching, as she ordered him to. It felt nice, the gentle massage of his mouth and hands. Even deep under, as he was right now, the desire to please her was there, seeping into every motion, every swipe of his tongue, every press of his fingers. Mikasa let herself enjoy this, closing her eyes and tilting her head back, a sigh falling from her lips. Eren fully immersed himself in his task, both because he really wanted to make her feel good, but also to take his mind off the throbbing in his crotch, because it was literally killing him.

“Okay, okay, good enough. “, with that, Mikasa allowed him to let go of her, putting her foot back on the floor. “Let’s see. “, she said as she leaned back in again, her hand cupping his balls as she stared at the unflinching hardness between his legs. “Well damn, nothing. “She pulled back, leaning on her arms on the bed as she watched him. Eren’s hands twitched a bit, as the need for his release was overwhelming. He was so close, but not there, the fucking cord preventing him from finally letting himself spill free. But he couldn’t take it off, not yet. She wasn’t done with him. “Come here pet. “, she instructed him, and he shuffled closer, a bit of curiosity entering his wrecked face. “Hug me. “Eren followed her wish and wrapped his arms around her waist. Her fingers curled in his hair and she pressed his face to her stomach, or rather the black material of the dress that was covering her stomach right now. And then he felt it. Her feet, still slick and wet from his worship, slowly creeped their way to his lap, and pressed on his erection from both sides, trapping it between them. She started moving. It was slow at first, experimental, to see if he won’t slip out, but with a few adjustments she got quite a good grip on him, and started speeding up. Her toes curled around him, adding a bit more pressure and she pumped with fervor, which made him moan helplessly against her midriff. His fingers dug into the forearms as he held his embrace around her, huffs of hot breath washing over her dress. This must be purgatory, he thought to himself. Because the gentle caress of her hands on his face and hair, that was heaven, but underneath, her feet wrapped around his aching member, moving, pulling him on the edge, that was hell.

“N-No…I can’t… not anymore…. Please…. “

But she was ruthless. “Shh, pet, shh. You are fine, you are all right. “She whispered these small encouraging bits to him, while she never stopped in her torment, never halting the movement of her legs and he shivered where he lay against her, the sweat beading on his brow and falling to slide down her latex dress, standing out against the black. He begged her to stop, he pleaded with her, anything, but she didn’t. He knew how to end this, deep down, of course he did, but while his whole body seemed to be on fire, there was the hidden truth that prevented him from doing so. He enjoyed this. So fucking much.

With a last tug, she finally let go, which made him sag against her, the tears from his eyes mixing with the sweat as he blinked them away, trying to find his way back to reality. “I’m really running out of ideas here. “, she shook her head and stood up, his arms dropping as she stepped out of the hug. “Come on, up on the bed. “Eren stared at her for a moment, before his brain finally caught on what she wanted from him and crawled up, careful not to put any contact on his twitching and weeping member. Once there, he fell on his back, covering his face with an arm as he focused on his breathing. Mikasa stood still for a moment, deciding if she should bind him or not, but in the end shook her head. It was way more fun when his hands were free, because the only thing stopping him from reaching his climax weren’t chains or ropes, but only her word.

“Eyes on me, pet. “, she ordered, and he dropped his hand from his face, eyes slowly focusing on her. Once she was sure she had his attention, she took her gloves off and unzipped her dress, pulled it down her body, letting it pool around her ankles. His gaze was ravenous, as his eyes darted all over her, but he didn’t make a single move. She didn’t allow him to. “Seems like I have to resort to my last plan. “, she said as she climbed on the bed with him, “Sitting on your face. “, Eren swallowed audibly, watching her as she made her way over, positioning herself until her hips were right over his mouth. “Earn your release. “, was all she said before dropping down, her wet sex right on his mouth. And so, he did. Arms moving to hold her thighs, he darted out with his tongue, licking her before pushing in, exploring her with the tip. Eren was never afraid to get messy with her, and soon he was full in action, lips working in sync with his tongue as he focused on giving her as much as he could. Lick after lick, he ventured deeper, and Mikasa was soon lost, her head tiling back and the cap falling down from her hair and off the bed, neither of them noticing. She moaned, gasped, whispered praises urging him to go on. Soon she was moving on her own, hips moving back and forth, riding his face as she chased her finish. Reaching down, she found her clit, swollen and wet, and rubbed it in small quick circles, as her muscles kept tensing until a deep shove of his tongue keeled her over, and she screamed her pleasure while her thighs pressed on the sides of his face, her release drenching him.

She pushed herself off him, falling on her back next to his body, relaxing her breathing. When she finally cracked an eye open she saw that he was watching her. “P-Please…“, was all he said, but she smiled and forced her body to move, settling between his legs. Mikasa opened her mouth, once again taking the head of his member in, but this time, she let her fingers wander down, until she found the knots she made, and with a tug she released him, throwing the cord away. It took her about two strokes and a quick flick of her tongue until his whole body shot upwards, a shout ripped from his throat and he came, so hard that she herself was surprised. With the sheer amount of his release, Mikasa was half tempted to pull her mouth away, but she pushed herself to swallow. After all she threw at him, he deserved this. When Eren finally stopped thrashing, she let go of his limp length and laid down next to him, tracing images with the tip of her finger on his chest.
She wanted him, Mikasa realized after watching him struggle to breathe normally, wanted to feel him inside her, right now. Which was weird, because she just came, but somehow it just didn’t matter. But when her fingers closed around him, and gave him a testing pump, Eren’s teeth gritted as he shook his head.

“Yellow, fuck, yellow, I can’t go again, not now. “

Hearing the safeword for slowing down, she let go of him, watching as he dragged the arm from his face and focused his eyes on her. “Hey. “, she smiled at him, and he smiled back, even with his face looking like he just ran ten miles straight.

“Hey yourself. “

“You okay? “

“Yea I just… “he looked down at his hopelessly dead piece, shaking his head, “I just need a minute. “

Out of curiosity, she poked It, which made his hips jolt away form the touch. Eren frowned at her, which in turn made her giggle. “Did you really come that much? “

“I mean, you literally teased me whole night, and I had that fucking cord around me. You drained me dry, what did you expect? “

“I don’t know. “, she shook her head, still giggling, “it’s just funny. “

Eren seemed a bit offended by that, but she kissed the frown away from his face. Soon she was on top of him, although Mikasa made sure to sit on his stomach, not to touch the oversensitive area, as their teeth clicked and tongues clashed, Eren’s hands going down to grope her ass which made her moan into his ear.

“This is like waiting for a bus. “, she whispered, which made him stop, because even with his brain still on about ten percent of usual capacity, he was rather sure that the joke made no sense. Seeing him stare, she flashed a grin. “Because I’m waiting for something to ride on. “

The laughter came slow, but soon he was shaking with it, the absurdness of her words hitting him with full force and she was laughing too, mixing their sounds together as she kissed him again. When Mikasa reached behind her this time, she found him slowly hardening beneath her touch, even with him groaning into her mouth. Wasting no time, she held him up, and repositioned herself, sinking down in one swift motion, taking him all the way in. For a moment time stood still, with them gazing at each other, joined, until her fingers curled and she dragged her nails down his chest to get his attention, leaving red marks in her wake.

“Eren, you know the rules, right? “

He nodded, his hands once again going down to squeeze her toned mounds. “No coming before you do. “

Mikasa leaned forward, her hard nipples brushing against his bare skin. “Good boy. “, she whispered, and her hips started moving, once again bringing them closer and closer to the precarious edge. As she got closer and her movements halted, he flipped them over, grounding into her, listening to her thick moans, pressed his mouth to her breasts and tongued her nipples, taking from her as much as he was giving, And she came, she came beneath him, drawing her pleasure on his back with her nails, and he followed her soon after, although it was rather dry finish, because his supply was rather empty at the moment.

 

“So, how do you feel? Everything okay? “, she asked, when they were resting, tangled together on the bed, sweat slowly cooling on their bodies.

“I think my problem have been taken care of expertly, “, Eren pulled back to press a kiss to her nose, “thank you nurse. “

“My pleasure. “

“Although I have the feeling that nurses don’t call their patients “pet“. “

“And I’m pretty sure that you are not supposed to call your nurse “mistress“. “

Eren snorted at that. Mikasa was right, as usual.

“I have the feeling, “he traced the bumps of her spine with his fingers, grinning to himself, “that my problem might return. “

Mikasa pushed herself up, looking down at his flushed face with a smile of her own. “Then we will cure it again, I’m sure your health insurance will cover it. “Eren kissed her, already looking forward to it.

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He had her this time, he was sure of it. Two quick jabs, block, watch the footwork, keep the pressure up. He bullied his opponent into a corner, rained hell upon her, and just waited for the opportunity to knock her down. It was over. At least that’s what he thought until he saw her eyes and the cold determination that shone inside them. Out of nowhere, she shoved her leg between his, getting a firm foothold while upsetting his balance, and he could see the muscles of her back flexing as she prepared her attack. The uppercut went right through his block and landed on his chin, the strength of the blow lifting him from the ground. His vision went black even before he landed on the ground with a thud.

“Eren! Eren! Wake up honey! “

Someone was slapping him. Eren groaned, not wanting to go back to reality just yet, partly because his head was cushioned on something very comfortable, Mikasa’s thighs. Light blows continued raining on his cheek and forced him to open his eyes. Damn, his lids felt heavy. There was a face hovering over his, with a worried look on it, thin pink lips slightly opened, and a sheet of sweat covering her skin was a proof that the victory she achieved wasn’t that easy after all.

“Did I die and go to heaven? “, he asked, his voice groggy. Mikasa’s brow furrowed, his ill-timed joke most likely made her question if the knock out didn’t inflict any brain damage on him. “Because you look like an angel. “ Eren finished, an easy grin spreading on his aching jaw. She shook her head, and the hold on his face changed from a worried grip to a more sensual one, as she dragged her fingers through his hair.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have hit you so hard. “, she said, “I got carried away. “

“It’s fine. “, Eren offered her a brave smile, ignoring the pain it caused to his face. “I can handle some punishment. “

Acknowledging his sacrifice, Mikasa bent forward and planted a kiss to his lips, which he quickly took advantage of and buried his hands in her hair, pulling her even closer to deepen it. Their intimate moment was interrupted when there was a shout from the office, indicating that Levi wasn’t very happy about something.

“What’s up with him? “, Eren asked when they parted.

“He’s on the phone with Kiyomi, talking over the modeling deal. “, she continued dragging her fingers through his hair, clearly putting something together in her head. “That reminds me, I never asked what you think about it. Should I take it? “

“Even though it would be fun to have you only for myself, I don’t own you Miki, its your call. She wants you to work for her, not me. “

“But I want to know what you think about it. “, Mikasa chewed her bottom lip, a bit of embarrassment creeping on her face, “She even wants to do like… bikini shots with me. That doesn’t bother you? “

“Oh, I’m supposed to play the protective boyfriend now? “

“Well I mean, yes? “

“Look Miki. “, he sat up, turning to face her. “I don’t see it as a thing to be angry about. More like, I will imagine the hundreds, no, thousands of people who will look at you in the magazine, look at your body and be like damn, that’s a piece to die for. And I am the only one who gets to touch it, isn’t it…. Kind of hot? “

“Eren, you aren’t imagining me in a bikini right now, are you? “, she asked, noticing the dreamy look that entered his face.

He grinned at her. “What if I am? “

“Then I would tell you to stop. “, she pointed at his crotch, where his excitement was slowly starting to be visible, “Because your gym pants are not very forgiving. “

At least he had the decency to blush. “See, I told you that my problem might return, and now it’s back. What a bother. “

“Oh, is that it? Then I guess we should hurry home to take care of it again. “

“Is the nurse going to make an appearance? “

Eren’s grin was infectious.

“Most definitely. “

 

Armin was nervous. No, nervous didn’t even come close to describing it. He could feel his guts twisting inside him, needles prickling under his skin. Annie didn’t call, but out of nowhere she sent him a message, asking him to meet her. She wanted him to come to a public place, a park where they used to spend time together. As he walked by the benches, he could almost see the memories, of all the good times they had. Armin really hoped that they will create more in the future, that this whole mess will get resolved. Simply said, he missed her. There she was, standing near the fountain. All right let’s do this, he thought to himself and made a beeline to her.

“Annie! Long time no see! “, she turned to face him, and the expression on her face stopped him dead in his tracks. It was cold. So cold that a single glance turned his insides into ice.

“Armin. Hi. “

He came to stand close to her, forcing himself to smile, but Annie didn’t return it. “Look, I want to be done with this as fast as possible, so I’ll just jump straight to it. “, she began in a monotone voice, almost as if she was repeating a prepared speech. “We had a good time together, but lately I came to realize that I simply do not have time for this. “

Armin felt like he was just drenched by a bucket of water. “W-What are you saying? “

Annie sighed. “Don’t make this harder then it has to be. You know very well what I’m talking about. “ She looked him straight in the eye. “Armin, I’m breaking up with you. “

“But… why? “

“I have to focus on myself, on my training. This thing we had, I can’t just allow it to hold me back. “

Her voice, it was so fake. She was forcing herself to say those words, Armin could say. “Annie, you don’t believe that. Please if you…“

She took a step back, shaking her head. “We are both adults, so please, act like one. I told you, it’s over. It’s my decision, and I want you to respect it. “

Armin was lost. He was sure Annie wasn’t convinced by her own monologue, but she was trying her hardest to force him to leave her be, there was nothing he could do. Not now. So he dropped his hands and nodded.

“I understand. “

“All right… okay…. “, she finally smiled, a tiny little thing. “I hope we can remain friends. “

“I would like that. “

“Very well… I… have to go. I guess I’ll see you around, Armin. “

And with that, she left.

 

The beep of Eren’s mobile phone woke him from his slumber, and he groaned, blinking his eyes open. The morning sun was out in full force, shining through the windows. He really wanted to just turn on his other side and go back to sleep, but his dutiful half didn’t let him. What if it was the hospital? What if something happened, and they urgently needed him? His whole body was aching when he finally snapped into the world of living. Eren was rather sure that his back and ass had welts all over it, because last night nurse Mikasa decided to punish him for supposedly not showing her enough respect. When he looked down, he could see a trail of lovebites, starting on his neck and going down his chest and…. Yea, he knew very well where it ended. The woman who was kind enough to impart both the beatings and the bites to him, alongside other things, was still sleeping, her hands coiled tight around his waist. In order not to wake her, he moved slowly, extending his arm and taking the phone in his hand. He glanced on the screen, blinked and looked again, before sitting up and staring in disbelief. Roused by his movements, Mikasa sighed, throwing one arm over her eyes, also in need of more sleep.

“Miki, babe, you listening? “

“I don’t want to. Let’s just go back to sleep, its too early. “

He chuckled.

“I bet you want to hear this, right now. “

She slowly dragged her arm down and opened her eyes, looking at him with a slight smile.

“What is it? “

Eren took a deep breath, unable to keep the excitement out of his voice.

“Mom is coming home. “

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Carla Yeager watched the clouds slowly roll around the sides of the airplane, humming to herself. She supposed that it would be entirely understandable if she developed a fear of flying, after what happened to her late husband, but she was never the one to be superstitious. Accidents happen, and Grisha was just unlucky enough to be part of one. Nothing to do about it now. Plus in her line of work, she needed the quick transportation the air provided. The line of work she chose for a very selfish reason, if she was being completely honest to herself.

This has been her longest time away from home so far. Two years of traveling from one corner of the world to another, all over the places where her charity was active. Africa, Asia, even Europe. She missed home, she missed the people she knew back there, but most of all, she missed her only remaining family, Eren. Carla sighed and rubbed her eyes, hoping to get the tiredness out of them. Of course that they kept in contact, they called and wrote to each other, but that is nothing compared to seeing her son for real, to see him smile and hear him laugh. Now that she thought about it, a smile from him used to be so rare, it almost made her tear up just remembering those days.

 

The day of Grisha’s funeral, Eren changed. He used to be a very lively child, running around with Armin in tow, terrorizing the neighborhood. When they learned about the plane crash, and the death of his father, he was silent for a time, but in the end brushed it off. At least that’s what It seemed like. But then the funeral came, and as the boy watched his father being lowered into his place of final rest, something just clicked together. As if the knowledge about the demise wasn’t real, but seeing it, on his own eyes, cemented it into reality. Grisha was truly gone. Eren didn’t cry during the ceremony, Carla recalled. She was bawling her eyes out, sniffing loudly into a handkerchief, but her son was silent next to her, clutching her hand. Two people were buried that day. Not only Grisha Yeager, but also old Eren.

Gone were the days of him being a normal child. His fulltime focus became the dream of becoming a doctor, burning anything else from his mind. And Carla supposed that some mothers could be happy with that. After all, he was still perfectly courteous , did very well in school, and overall seemed to be focused on having a bright future. But she just couldn’t forget the child that he was, the quick to anger but adorable little boy that filled the halls of the house with laughter and shouts. Now, he spent all his time either in his room or with Armin, simply ignoring the possibility of socializing on a bigger scale. Carla hoped that time will change that, but years rolled by and he didn’t seem to budge. The only time he seemed to warm up to her was when they started cooking together, activity that seemed to bring back the happier days, when their family was still complete. But every food takes only a set amount of time to complete, and when they were finished, he always returned to his new, cold, self.

“Eren, honey,”, she asked one morning, just as high-school was nearing its end. “Do you plan on going to the prom? “

“I tried to persuade Armin to wear a dress and come as my date, but dude doesn’t want to for some reason. “, he smiled at her, but as always, it didn’t reach his eyes. They remained cold. “So no, not really. “

“But, you should try…. I’m sure you could enjoy it….“

“Would that make you happy, mother? “

Carla cringed internally. She hated when Eren called her mother, it just sounded so formal.

“I’ll be happy when you will be happy, Eren. I just want you to try and enjoy things. Please? “

He looked at her, his eyes measuring, and nodded.

“I will go. “

And that was that.

 

Everybody was really surprised when Eren Yeager started asking girls to go to prom with him, but no one was surprised when he snatched one of the most beautiful ones. Being the catch as he was, it only made sense that he would go on the prime path of being the prom king. Carla remembered the day. He looked so handsome in the fitting black suit, and the girl on his arm was stunning. What was her name? Ah, Hitch, that was the one. Carla nodded to herself, proud of her memory for once. And that evening, she allowed herself to hope. That perhaps this will be the turning point in Eren’s life, that he will discover a whole new world of possibilities, that perhaps his prom date might turn into a real relationship. Yet in the morning, when she came down to the living room, Eren was sitting there with his breakfast, as every day before. And when he looked up, she saw that his eyes were the same they always were, nothing changed.

“Good morning mother. “

So Carla did the one thing no parent should ever do to their child. She ran.

“Of course I can take care of him. “, said grandpa Arlert, leaning on his cane. The old man still had a spark in his eye and spring in his step, something Carla found downright amazing at his age. “But you know Eren, in the end he will end up taking care of me. “ They both laughed at that.

“I’m sorry, I know its very sudden, but the charity needs me. “

That was a bare-faced lie. The charity didn’t need her, especially not on the frontlines. And sure, the extra pair of hands will come in handy, but it was nowhere near necessity.

“I know what you are going through. “, the old man smiled warmly at her, a gesture she felt like she wholeheartedly didn’t deserve. “It’s been years since my wife died, and sometimes when I wake up in the morning I still expect her to be there next to me. Everyone says that time heals all the wounds, but in case of losing your loved ones, I’m not so sure that it’s true. “

Carla kept her mouth shut and nodded, not telling the truth. She wasn’t running away from the memories of Grisha, or his ghost that remained in their house. She was running away from Eren, from the empty gaze that stalked her thorough the house, from the coldness of his voice, from the way his eyes never smiled even when his mouth did. She was running away because she had no idea what to do. Eren didn’t seem to care much when she told him the news. Just wished her all the best and turned back to his book. And just like that, unceremoniously, she left.

 

The next months were spent traveling, just like she was now. She and Eren kept in touch, of course, and she was very happy when she heard that he got accepted into his dream college alongside Armin. Carla was just handing out water in Africa, when a message pinged on her phone. When she went on her break and checked it, she saw that it was from Eren, asking if she has time to talk.

“Hey honey, everything okay? “

“Yea mom. “, he chuckled on the other end of the line, “Couldn’t be better. “

“How about the college? Is the dorm okay? You can always rent a place, you know that. “

“No mom, it’s fine, really. I got a room with Armin anyway, can’t leave a bro alone. “

“Well then, if everything is fine, what did you need to talk about? Just want to hear mom’s voice? “

“I… No, that’s not it. “, he sounded nervous all of sudden, “Mom… I… I met someone. “

Carla couldn’t believe her ears. Was it really happening?

“Uhm… That’s great honey, you made a new friend? “

“I kind of hope we will be more than friends mom. “

“Oh? “

“Yea, she’s a freshman, same as me and Armin. We… talked yesterday, like really long. And I’m meeting her later today again. “

“Oh dear, that is amazing, I’m so happy for you. What’s her name? “

“Mikasa. “

“That sounds Asian. Is her name like those volleyball balls? “

“Yea, she’s half Japanese. And yes, just like the balls. “

“Well, don’t let your old mom keep you. But Eren, I expect a picture, so I can put a face to the beautiful name. Understood? “

He chuckled. “Yes ma’am. “

When he did send her one, Carla felt like her heart could burst from happiness. There he was, her boy, looking into the camera with an easy grin, while sitting next to a girl. She was really pretty, with oriental features, as Carla expected after hearing her name, and short black hair that framed her face. Overall, Mikasa seemed to have strong likeness for the color, because her lips were also painted black, and the top she wore was the same color. There were several necklaces around her neck, with a big silver cross dominating the group. She wasn’t smiling, maybe to keep her image up, but Carla honestly didn’t mind one bit. Because when she looked back at Eren, she noticed something. His eyes, they were smiling as well, the coldness gone. That night, she fell asleep while clutching the picture to her chest, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. It was a long time since she was this happy.

She met Mikasa only once before, her work keeping her away from home. While Eren’s coldness seemed to melt, as she saw from the photos he was sending her, she found the work really fulfilling. What at the beginning was just a getaway turned into a new meaning for her, helping others filled her heart. There just was something, about helping those in need, to see the children and know that you made their future just a little bit better. And with today’s technology, she could easily direct the charity with just a few calls and using the internet. But when she did return, she immediately called Eren and set up a dinner, to finally meet the one who someone managed to crack the ice Carla could never dent. They cooked together, she and Eren, because that was their thing, the activity that kept them going even after Grisha’s death. Mikasa seemed like a sweet girl, If a bit shy, but Carla didn’t mind. Honestly, all she could see was the way her son’s eyes sparkled when he looked at his girlfriend, the way he absent-mindedly played with the ends of her hair, or the small kisses he pressed to her cheek from time to time. He was happy.

Eren was very protective back then, and Carla was afraid not to say anything awkward, so the dinner was done in a very polite spirit, which of course left her a lot of spicy questions she wanted answered. Now, after two years, she thought that its high time to get to know the girl a bit more. Carla haven’t talked to Eren for a long time, a construction of a new hospital in India taking all her free time, but she hoped that the two of them were still together.

 

There was a creak and the plane jumped slightly as they touched the ground, waking her up from her thoughts. She watched the city as they made the turn on the runway, and when the flight attendant finally gave the cue that they can leave their seats, she could hardly keep herself from running out. And when she finally emerged from the plane, looking over the familiar buildings, she couldn’t keep herself from smiling.

She was home.