Eren x Mikasa

The sun had set on another grueling day within the walls, casting a somber shadow over the weary soldiers of the Survey Corps. Eren and Mikasa, two of the corps' finest warriors, returned to their shared quarters, their minds heavy with the weight of their mission. The constant battles against the mindless Titans had taken a toll, but in each other's company, they found solace and a fleeting sense of peace.

As they entered their modest room, Eren closed the door behind them, shutting out the harsh realities of their world. Mikasa, her eyes reflecting the determination that had become her trademark, approached Eren with a fierce gaze. "We both know what tomorrow brings," she said, her voice steady. "But tonight, let us forget the horrors that await us. Tonight, I want you to make me feel alive, Eren."

Eren's heart raced at Mikasa's bold declaration. He saw the determination in her eyes, but also a hint of vulnerability, a need for connection amidst the chaos. He stepped forward, his eyes burning with a mixture of desire and protectiveness. "You know I would do anything for you, Mikasa. Tonight, I will show you how much you mean to me."

Mikasa's usual stoicism softened as she saw the raw emotion in Eren's eyes. She knew that beneath his fierce exterior lay a heart that beat only for her. She reached out, her hands gently caressing his face, her thumbs brushing his cheekbones. "Make me forget the world outside, if only for a little while," she whispered, her breath warm against his lips.

Their mouths crashed together, a desperate hunger fueling their kiss. Years of unspoken words and suppressed desires ignited between them, their lips moving in perfect sync. Eren's hands roamed Mikasa's body, his fingers gently tugging at the straps of her military uniform, eager to explore the skin beneath.

Mikasa responded with equal fervor, her hands working to undo the buckles and belts that constrained them both. Their uniforms fell away, discarded on the floor, a symbolic shedding of their soldier personas. Now, they stood before each other, their bodies bare, vulnerable, and aching for release.

Eren's eyes devoured Mikasa's form, his gaze tracing the curves of her body—the strength of her shoulders, the gentle swell of her breasts, and the lean muscles of her legs. He knew that beneath her stoic exterior lay a passionate woman, and he intended to unleash the full force of her desire.

He gently guided Mikasa towards the narrow bed, their footsteps soft against the wooden floor. The room was sparse, devoid of comforts, but in that moment, their surroundings faded into insignificance. All that mattered was the connection between them.

Eren eased Mikasa onto the bed, his eyes never leaving hers. He positioned himself between her legs, taking a moment to admire the woman who had captured his heart. "You're so beautiful, Mikasa," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "Tonight, I want to worship your body and give you pleasure beyond measure."

Mikasa's breath quickened as she felt the intensity of Eren's gaze. She trusted him implicitly and was ready to surrender herself to the night that lay ahead. "Take me, Eren," she whispered, her eyes pleading. "Make me forget the horrors that await us beyond these walls."

Eren leaned down, capturing Mikasa's lips in a passionate kiss. Their tongues entwined, tasting each other, their breaths mingling. Eren's hands roamed Mikasa's body, caressing her soft skin, squeezing her firm breasts, and tracing patterns on her delicate frame. Mikasa arched her back, moaning into the kiss, her nipples hardening under Eren's skilled touch.

Eren's exploration continued as he trailed his lips down Mikasa's neck, planting soft kisses and gentle nips along the way. He teased the sensitive skin, his lips brushing against the pulse point in her neck, sending shivers down her spine. His hands wandered lower, caressing her flat stomach and the curves of her hips.

"You're so responsive, Mikasa," Eren whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "Your body is a masterpiece, and I intend to explore every inch of it." He gently bit her earlobe, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. "But we have all night, and I plan to take my time."

Mikasa's breath quickened as Eren's fingers danced lower, teasing the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. "Eren, please," she pleaded, her voice hoarse with need. "I need you inside me. I need to feel our connection."

"Patience, my love," Eren replied, his voice husky with desire. "The anticipation will only make our union sweeter." His fingers continued their teasing dance, inching closer to Mikasa's core but never quite touching where she craved.

Eren's mouth returned to Mikasa'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 one. Eren's hand finally found its way to Mikasa's wet folds, gently caressing her swollen clit. Mikasa arched her back, moaning loudly, her body begging for more.

Eren positioned himself at Mikasa's entrance, teasingly rubbing his length against her wetness. He savored the moment, enjoying the way Mikasa squirmed beneath him, her hips instinctively lifting to meet his. "You're so wet, Mikasa," he groaned. "Your body is begging for me."

"Please, Eren," Mikasa begged, her eyes pleading. "I need you now. I need to feel you inside me."

Eren slowly entered her, inch by inch, filling her completely. Mikasa's eyes rolled back in pleasure as she felt the familiar stretch, a sensation that never failed to ignite her. "Oh, Eren," she moaned, her voice laced with pleasure. "It feels so right."

Eren began to move, his thrusts slow and deliberate at first, building a steady rhythm. He watched as Mikasa's face contorted in ecstasy, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. "You look so beautiful like this, Mikasa," he groaned. "Your body was made for mine."

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

Eren quickened his pace, his own pleasure building. He reached between them, rubbing Mikasa's clit in tight circles, sending her spiraling towards the edge. Mikasa cried out, her body shaking uncontrollably as her orgasm washed over her. Eren continued to thrust, prolonging her pleasure, riding out the waves of her climax.

As Mikasa's body calmed, Eren slowed his movements, gently kissing and caressing her. "That was just the beginning, my love," he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. "I plan to make tonight unforgettable. I want to brand myself into your memory."

True to his word, Eren embarked on a journey of sensual exploration, determined to take Mikasa to heights of pleasure she had never known. He brought her to the brink time and again, only to pull back and start the ascent once more. Each time, Mikasa's cries of pleasure filled the small room, a symphony of desire amidst the chaos of their world.

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

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

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

"Let go, Mikasa," Eren urged, his own pleasure building. "Surrender to me."

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

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

As their hearts calmed and their breathing steadied, Eren rolled onto his back, pulling Mikasa with him.He held her close, gently stroking her hair. "That was beyond anything I could have imagined," he whispered, his lips brushing against her temple. "You take me to a place where the horrors of the world fade away."

Mikasa snuggled closer, her body still buzzing with pleasure. "With you, I find solace, Eren. Our connection gives me strength, and tonight, you showed me a different kind of power."

They lay together, their bodies still joined, the moonlight filtering through the small window, casting a soft glow over their entwined forms. It had been a night of uninhibited passion, a temporary escape from the relentless battles they faced. In each other's arms, they had found solace, comfort, and a reminder that love and desire could exist even in the darkest of times.

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

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Word count: 1,600

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