fem Eren x futa Mikasa

In a distant realm, far removed from the chaos of the walls and the relentless battles against the Titans, Eren and Mikasa led vastly different lives. In this world, Eren was a noblewoman, known for her grace and beauty, while Mikasa was a skilled warrior, renowned for her prowess on the battlefield. Their paths had never crossed, their worlds seemingly destined to remain apart.

Eren resided in a lavish estate, surrounded by the opulence and luxury befitting her station. She lived a life of privilege, her days filled with social engagements and the management of her family's estate. Yet, amidst the grandeur, Eren felt a longing for something more, a yearning for a connection that went beyond the superficiality of her social circle.

Mikasa, on the other hand, traveled the land as a mercenary, her sword and combat skills sought after by those in need of protection. She was a wanderer, her home the open road, her only companions the memories of the battles she had fought and the lives she had saved. Mikasa's life was one of solitude, her heart guarded, her desires kept carefully hidden beneath a stoic exterior.

Fate, however, had other plans for these two souls. On a fateful day, their paths collided in an unexpected twist of destiny. Eren, seeking a moment's respite from the confines of her aristocratic life, ventured beyond the walls of her estate, her curiosity drawing her towards the nearby forest.

As Eren wandered amidst the ancient trees, a sense of freedom washed over her. The sunlight filtered through the canopy, dappling the forest floor, and a gentle breeze carried the scent of wildflowers. It was in this serene setting that she stumbled upon a sight that would forever change her life.

There, in a clearing bathed in golden light, stood Mikasa, her sword drawn, her body a blur as she practiced her combat techniques. Eren watched, transfixed by the graceful yet deadly dance. Mikasa's movements were fluid, her muscles rippling beneath her skin, and her dark hair flying wildly around her.

Eren's heart raced as she beheld the fierce warrior. She had never witnessed such raw power and skill, and she found herself drawn to Mikasa with an intensity that surprised her. Unbeknownst to her, Mikasa, keenly aware of her surroundings, had sensed Eren's presence.

Mikasa sheathed her sword, turning to face Eren, her expression unreadable. "You're a long way from home, my lady," she said, her voice deep and commanding. "These woods can be treacherous for the unprepared."

Eren's heart hammered in her chest as she found herself face-to-face with the captivating warrior. "I felt compelled to explore beyond the confines of my estate," she replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil within. "And it seems I have stumbled upon a far more intriguing sight."

Mikasa's intense gaze softened slightly, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "Intriguing, is it? Well, my lady, perhaps I can offer you a different kind of adventure."

Eren's curiosity and attraction to Mikasa grew as they spent the afternoon together. Mikasa shared tales of her travels, her voice laced with a hint of nostalgia as she described the far-flung lands she had visited. Eren, enraptured, hung on her every word, her eyes never leaving Mikasa's face.

As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the forest, they found themselves sitting side by side on a large boulder, their legs dangling over the edge. The air was heavy with unspoken words, the silence comfortable and laden with anticipation.

Mikasa turned to Eren, her eyes reflecting the fading light. "You're different from anyone I've ever met, Eren," she said, her voice soft. "There's a fire within you that I find irresistible."

Eren's heart skipped a beat at Mikasa's admission. "I feel the same, Mikasa," she confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "You've shown me a world beyond the confines of my sheltered life. I want to explore it with you."

Mikasa reached out, gently brushing a stray lock of hair from Eren's face. Their eyes locked, and in that moment, the unspoken words between them ignited a spark. Mikasa leaned forward, her lips brushing softly against Eren's.

Eren's eyes fluttered closed as she surrendered to the kiss. Mikasa's lips were soft, her touch gentle yet commanding. Their kiss deepened, their tongues tangling, tasting each other, their breaths mingling. Eren's heart raced, her body awakening to desires she had never known.

Mikasa pulled back slightly, her eyes searching Eren's face. "Are you sure about this, Eren?" she whispered, her voice laced with concern. "What we're about to embark on is forbidden, and the consequences could be severe."

Eren placed her hand over Mikasa's, lacing their fingers together. "I've never been surer of anything in my life," she replied, her voice steady. "I'm willing to risk it all for what we could have together."

Mikasa's quarters were sparse, a far cry from the luxury of Eren's estate. The room was illuminated by the soft glow of a fireplace, casting dancing shadows on the walls. A large bed dominated the space, the sheets inviting, promising solace and pleasure.

Mikasa stood before the fire, her body bathed in its warm light, her sword and armor discarded, revealing her true form. Eren's eyes widened as she beheld Mikasa's futanari physique, her heart pounding with a mixture of desire and apprehension.

Mikasa turned to Eren, her eyes burning with unspoken words. "Are you certain, Eren?" she asked, her voice thick with desire. "What we do tonight cannot be undone. The world may not understand, but I will protect you, always."

Eren stepped forward, her gaze never wavering. "I am certain, Mikasa," she replied, her voice steady. "I want this. I want you."

Mikasa closed the distance between them, her hands gently cupping Eren's face, her thumbs brushing against her cheekbones. Their lips met, a fiery passion igniting within them. Their kisses were hungry, fueled by the forbidden nature of their desires.

Mikasa's hands roamed Eren's body, gently tugging at the laces of her dress, eager to explore the skin beneath. Eren's breath quickened as she felt Mikasa's skilled hands caressing her, her touch both gentle and commanding. The dress fell away, pooling at their feet, a symbolic shedding of their inhibitions.

Mikasa guided Eren towards the bed, their footsteps soft against the wooden floor. The bed welcomed them, a sanctuary amidst the chaos of their worlds. Mikasa positioned herself between Eren's legs, taking a moment to admire the woman who had captured her heart.

"You're breathtaking, Eren," Mikasa whispered, her eyes roaming over Eren's delicate curves and supple skin. "Tonight, I want to worship your body and give you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams."

Eren's breath quickened as she felt the intensity of Mikasa's gaze. "Take me there, Mikasa," she pleaded, her eyes pleading. "Show me the heights of pleasure that only you can reach."

Mikasa leaned down, capturing Eren's lips in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together, their mouths tasting each other, their breaths becoming one. Mikasa's hands roamed freely, caressing Eren's soft skin, squeezing her breasts, and tracing patterns on her delicate frame.

Eren moaned into the kiss, her body responding to Mikasa's touch with an eagerness that surprised even herself. Mikasa's exploration continued as she trailed her lips down Eren's neck, planting soft kisses and gentle nips along the way. She teased the sensitive skin, her lips brushing against the pulse point in Eren's neck, sending shivers down her spine.

Mikasa's hands wandered lower, caressing Eren's flat stomach and the curves of her hips. "You're so responsive, Eren," she whispered, her breath hot against Eren's ear. "Your body was made for mine, and I intend to make you feel things you've never imagined."

Eren's breath quickened as Mikasa's fingers danced lower, teasing the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. "Mikasa, please," she begged, her voice hoarse with need. "I need to feel you. I need to know what it's like to be truly alive."

"Your wish is my command, my love," Mikasa replied, her voice husky with desire. "But I want to take my time, drawing out your pleasure until you're begging for release."

Mikasa's mouth returned to Eren's, their kisses growing more urgent, fueled by their mounting desire. Their tongues dueled, tasting the salt of each other's skin, their breaths becoming ragged. Mikasa's hand found its way between Eren's legs, gentlycaressing her wet folds, teasing her swollen clit.

Eren arched her back, moaning loudly, her body begging for more. "Mikasa, please," she pleaded, her voice a mere whisper. "I need you inside me."

Mikasa positioned herself at Eren's entrance, teasingly rubbing her length against Eren's wetness. She took her time, savoring the moment, enjoying the way Eren squirmed beneath her. "Your body is begging for me, Eren," she groaned. "But I want to draw out this anticipation until you're desperate for my touch."

Eren whimpered, her body aching for release. "Please, Mikasa," she begged. "I need you now."

Mikasa slowly entered Eren, inch by inch, filling her completely. Eren's eyes widened as she felt the stretch, a sensation unlike anything she had experienced before. "Oh, Mikasa," she moaned, her voice laced with pleasure. "It feels so right."

Mikasa began to move, her thrusts slow and deliberate at first, building a steady rhythm. She watched as Eren's face contorted in ecstasy, her breasts heaving with each thrust. "You're so beautiful, Eren," she groaned. "Your body was made to be pleasured by mine."

Eren cried out, her body trembling as Mikasa's thrusts became more insistent, hitting her sweet spot over and over. "Mikasa, right there!" she gasped. "Don't stop!"

Mikasa quickened her pace, her own pleasure building. She reached between them, rubbing Eren's clit in tight circles, sending her hurtling towards the edge. "Cum for me, Eren," she urged. "Let go and surrender to me."

Eren's body obeyed, shaking uncontrollably as her orgasm washed over her. Mikasa continued to thrust, prolonging Eren's pleasure, riding out the waves of her climax. "That's it, my love," she whispered. "Let your body take over."

As Eren's body calmed, Mikasa slowed her movements, gently kissing and caressing her. "That was just the beginning, Eren," she whispered, her lips brushing against Eren's ear. "I plan to make you cum over and over again until you're begging me to stop."

True to her words, Mikasa embarked on a journey of sensual exploration, taking Eren to heights of pleasure she had never known. She brought Eren to the brink time and again, only to pull back and start the ascent once more. Each time, Eren's cries of pleasure filled the room, a symphony of desire amidst the crackle of the fireplace.

Mikasa took Eren from behind, their bodies slapping together in a rhythmic dance. She reached around, rubbing Eren's clit as she thrust, sending her hurtling towards another climax. Eren cried out, her body shaking as the pleasure overwhelmed her once more.

They changed positions, Eren straddling Mikasa, taking control of the pace. She rode Mikasa with abandon, her hips moving in perfect harmony with Mikasa's thrusts. Their bodies glistened with sweat as they moved together, their moans and grunts filling the confined space.

Mikasa's hands squeezed Eren's breasts, pinching her nipples, driving her wild. "You like that, don't you, Eren?" she growled, her voice thick with desire.

"Yes, Mikasa," Eren cried out, her head thrown back in pleasure. "More! I want more!"

Mikasa guided Eren onto her hands and knees, entering her from behind. She thrust deeply, her hands gripping Eren's hips as she set a relentless pace. Eren cried out, her face buried in the pillow, her body on the brink once more. "Mikasa, I'm so close again!"

"Let go, my love," Mikasa urged, her own pleasure building. "Surrender to me completely."

Eren's body obeyed, shaking uncontrollably as another orgasm ripped through her. Mikasa felt her own climax approaching, her thrusts becoming erratic. "Eren, I'm going to cum!"

With a hoarse cry, Mikasa released herself, filling Eren with her warmth. She thrust a few more times, milking herself dry as her orgasm washed over her. She collapsed onto Eren's back, their sweat-soaked bodies intertwined, their hearts pounding in unison.

As their hearts calmed and their breathing steadied, Mikasa rolled onto her back, pulling Eren with her. She held Eren close, gently stroking her hair. "That was beyond anything I could have imagined," she whispered, her lips brushing against Eren's temple. "You've shown me a side of myself that I never knew existed."

Eren snuggled closer, her body still buzzing with pleasure. "With you, I've found something I never knew I was missing, Mikasa," she confessed. "Our connection goes beyond the physical. It's as if our souls were meant to find each other."

They lay together, their bodies still joined, the fire in the hearth casting a warm glow over their entwined forms. It had been a night of forbidden passion, a temporary escape from the confines of their separate worlds. In each other's arms, they had found solace, comfort, and a love that defied societal norms and expectations.

As they drifted off to sleep, their minds were at peace, their bodies sated. They knew that the morning would bring new challenges and the weight of their secrets. But for now, they had each other, and in that moment, it was enough.