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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Shingeki_no_Kyojin_|_Attack_on_Titan
  Relationship:
      Mikasa_Ackerman/Eren_Yeager, Mikasa_Ackerman_&_Eren_Yeager
  Character:
      Eren_Yeager, Mikasa_Ackerman
  Additional Tags:
      smutfic, I_am_not_sorry, I_Wrote_This_Instead_of_Sleeping, I_always_say
      this, this_ship_doesn't_have_enough_smut, all_my_ships_somehow_fall_into
      this_category_and_I_decide_to_take_it_upon_myself_to_rectify_this, pure
      unadulterated_smut, absolutely_no_buildup, this_just_takes_right_off,
      Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot
  Series:
      Part 2 of Eren_and_Mikasa_ficlets
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-06-26 Words: 2428
****** Love Me Harder ******
by Crazyaniknowit
Summary
     Usually I'll put a quote from my story but it's a bit
     too....mmmm...explicit, to quote, lol. So here, have a couple
     thousand words of pure smut.
Notes
     *tosses this ridiculous fic at you and flounces back to my shipper's
     trash can to pump out more cream and sugar*
See the end of the work for more notes
Frantic, hurried.
Fingers dug bruisingly into the skin of her thighs, his ministrations
interrupted by the constant jerking of her hips into his waiting mouth. He
paused to lave at her in one, long stroke from the bottom of her folds to the
top, and she clutched all the tighter at his hair, gasping. He freed one hand
to slide his fingers inside her, one...two...three of them. And then pumping,
curling, twisting inside her. She removed her own hands from his hair to grasp
the pillow at her head, nails scratching audibly against the fabric. She was
close, her breath coming in sharply, hardly even at all, and he pulled her over
the edge easily. He laved at her clit, pulling the little bud between his lips
and suckling delicately.
Her body bucked upwards off the bed, keening, and he pressed her hips down so
he might focus. He released the bundle of nerves he had been servicing so
diligently for nearly an hour now, and she let out a groan at the loss. His
fingers still pumped, frustratingly slowly, not enough to let her lose her
build yet also not enough to bring her over the edge. He kissed her there and
moved briefly, lips brushing against her skin while his teeth came out to bite
playfully at her thigh, goading a quieted yelp from her. He cast her a
reprimanding glance. To which she whimpered in need and reached down to clutch
at his hair again, leading him back to her, begging him to continue.
"Please."she breathed, meeting his gaze with pupils blown wide by arousal and
desire.
"I will." he dragged the nails of his free hand down her outer thigh, lips
encircling a patch of flesh on her hip as he brought a bright, red mark to the
surface of her porcelain skin. "If you hold still." he murmured, smirking as
she scowled, and then he continued as per her wish.
He suckled languidly at her clit again, if only for half a minute, and her body
seized as she came with a sharp cry. Her voice breaking midway and barely
audible as she pulsed around his fingers, now slick with the sticky fluids of
her orgasm. He only departed from her delightful womanhood after her body
stopped twitching with her aftershocks. He apologized for his biting and his
teasing by kissing the point of her hip and pulling his fingers away with a
gentle, parting caress that had her breath hitching. He made sure she was
watching when he cleaned them with his tongue, the action inciting a spark of
need in her irises. Of which were already shaded black with desire, the onyx of
their color growing that much darker.
Funny, she normally found that to be a little gross.
He smirked and crawled his way back atop of her, kissing her rosy lips greedily
and swallowing her breathy thanks with the insistence of his tongue against her
own.
"Mmm..." she hummed against him, gasping as he pulled back for air and nary
minding the obscene string of saliva that bridged between them as he began
pecking his way down her neck. "You've been at this for a while." she breathed,
hands fisting in his hair while his hands in turn caressed her body and found
purchase kneading at either the swell of her breast or her thigh. "I think I've
finished more than my fair share of times." she added with a smile. She was
right after all, he had brought her to at least five or six climaxes in his
time spent lavishing her until she was swollen and sensitive.
"I'm not quitedone yet." he said with a nip of his teeth against her
collarbone. Thumb brushing over a pert nipple while his mouth moved to claim
the other. The motion of swirling his tongue around the peak of her breast was
repeated once, twice, and then he was pulling away with a departing kiss to her
sternum as he returned to her waiting, panting lips.
His hands roamed her sides, her legs, her breasts, as if she were a treasure to
be revered and uncovered, despite having done so already. So manytimes already
(not including the past sixty minutes). He remembered the first time. It was so
clumsy, so full of fear, so sloppy, but still she had laughed and kissed him
when he collapsed against her all too soon. Her light, bell-like laugh that he
could listen to all day, if not for the horrors of their world.
She wasn't all that supple, his mind noted as he mapped her with the rough,
calloused pads of his fingertips. Her body was scarred and toned and hardened
by the life of a soldier. And yet - more so when she mewled and writhed and
whined beneath him - all her curves felt as soft and as plush as any man
usually fantasized of. That was a fact he had taken many a moon to convince her
of. He broke apart from her lips to breathe, and he reveled in the sensation of
her stuttering exhale as it brushed across his face. His hands slid down and
gripped her thighs so that he might gyrate himself against her. He was hard and
pained and throbbing with a dire needto be swathed by her wet warmth. After so
long servicing solely her needs that night, he could say without hesitance that
he deserved as much.
"Eren..."
An utterance of his name from her lips once thought of as annoying, chiding,
overbearing...the notion of such a thought now disturbing to him. He could only
describe the way she said it, the way she writhed beneath him, the way her
chest pressed against his and the way hardened, pink nipples brushed against
his skin...
He could only describe it as beautiful. Beautiful and arousing. By Godit was
arousing, the gasp of her melodic voice enough to nearly make him lose himself
and come far too early as if he were a silly, lovestruck, hormonal teenager.
He didn't let his thoughts remind him that thatwas exactly what he was.
"Need you...now." she demanded, clutching desperately at his back.
He didn't hesitate to obey her. And he let out a strangled moan as he buried
himself inside her slick folds, she cried out at the suddenness of it. He let
her adjust only momentarily, not quite enough patience for such things at this
point in time. He moved, and he moved powerfully. His fit of passion, induced
by her not-so-inadvertent goading, had him biting into her shoulder while he
thrust. Moving as if his life depended on this act. He knew she was okay,
despite her cry, from the way she begged him to keep moving, to go faster to
go-
"Harder..."
"Mik-asa!"he gasped at that, voice breaking on the syllables of her name. The
words pouring from her lips made him pulse inside her as they traveled through
his body in an electrifying jolt of titillation. He had to pause for fear he'd
finish before she could, and her nails digging into his spine let him know just
how much she disapproved of that.
"Shit...don'tstop!"she whined, writhing against him, and he stilled her with a
fierce kiss, his tongue swiping along the seam of her lips so she might open
for him. She did so with a moan, her hips beginning to move of their own accord
to make up for his lack of movement. Her fingers dug into the flesh of his
buttocks, pressing him into her while she gyrated herself around the length of
him. The muscles of her walls pulsed around him purposefully, massaging his
erection and making his climax all the more difficult to avoid. It was a
wonderful talent she had perfected over the course of time. Though it did not
help when he was trying to exercise stamina during sex.
"Ah! Fuck..." he moaned, breaking away from her lips just enough to gasp for
air. She bit at his lower lip sharply enough for it to sting and for him to
taste copper when he ran his tongue over the bruised flesh. He only jerked his
hips against her in response, gasping. He never actually minded when she did
such things during coitus. If anything he encouraged it, as not only was it
surprisingly pleasurable, but he could also heal the slight breakage of skin
within seconds. Though that may not have been the purpose of his abilities, he
encouraged her to incite them in such a manner far too often to care. She
hardly did so without asking, of course.
His hand slid between them as his body began to move again, fingers finding her
clit and rubbing languidly. She moaned, letting out a string of breathy
exclamations.
"Ah! Yes...yes...Eren..."
Her gasps filled his ears as he pressed his lips to her neck, tongue laving
over the pulsing skin there before he sucked, sharply.
She cried out, her body convulsing yet she hadn't quite reached her peak yet.
Her hands were fisting in his hair, her legs pulling him against her, toes
curling against the backs of his thighs. His fingers rubbed ferociously against
her, slick with the proof of her arousal. He rolled her clit once or twice
between his fingers before he pinched, ever so slightly, and her body arched up
off the mattress, her teeth sinking into her lip to muffle her ensuing shout.
He groaned in fulfillment as her inner walls rippled and clutched at him,
begging him to topple over the edge with her. And he did. Thrusting
frantically, he came to a halt with a most particularity rough slam of his hips
into hers. He closed his eyes, his arms burning with the effort of keeping
himself up while he throbbed and quivered with release inside her. The moan
that came from his own throat sounded foreign.
They stayed like that for a time, shaking, chests heaving with exertion, and
simply basking in the afterglow. His arms soon buckled, however, far too
exhausted from their amorous activities, and he let himself fall. She caught
him easily, nuzzling his mussed hair contentedly. He sighed as her fingers
trailed a path down his back, his body going lax as he pressed his face into
her neck. His tongue collected a bead of sweat from her skin without his
consent, and she quivered, smiling as he moved to look at her. He traced the
marks of his teeth on her shoulder with a finger, murmuring an apology for the
overly-primal behavior.
"I don't mind." was all she said in response, one hand still stroking along the
length of his sweaty back. While the other abandoned that post to run through
his dampened hair, detangling the locks and scratching soothingly against his
scalp.
They had been particularly rough, he mused, it wasn't something either of them
were used to. At least not on her part, he let her bite and scratch to her
hearts content more often than not. "Be honest. Was that too much?" he asked.
She giggled and shook her head, assuring him with a bright smile that belied
how passionate, desperate, and clawing they had been moments before. "No, Eren.
It was just fine." she said, assuring. He lifted himself up on his elbows so
that he might hover over her, a grin on his lips. Her eyes were bright, lively,
and her response lazy when he kissed her, her movements half a beat behind his.
"Tired?" he asked as he parted from her. She should be, he had been between her
legs for the past hour, mostly his hands and tongue, that is.
She nodded, "Mhmm."
He smiled again, prideful over having exhausted her. "Good." he said, kissing
her once more and rolling to lay on his back beside her, chest heaving with
exertion.
"You could stand to do that more often." she said, and he raised a brow at her
playful smirk. "I feel quite thoroughly ravished. And, frankly, I might want to
be so again in the near future." she propped herself up on one elbow to trail
patterns on his abdomen with a finger.
He hummed, a slight upward quirk to his lips, "Then I may just have to commit
myself to doing so in the near future, shan't I?"
She nodded, leaning in to kiss him, the act itself smoldering and inducing a
warmth in his belly that had him almost afraid that he might need to fuck her
once more before the night was over. Not frantic or rough like this had been,
but slowly and leisurely, to take his time. He entertained the notion with a
lopsided grin even as she pulled away to rest in the crook of his arm.
"Don't go." she murmured.
Said smile diminished. It was a sad fact that they never had spent the night
together. It was always ended with a solemn parting and return to their rooms.
They had reputations to uphold, though that was not the only reason, not to
mention the non-fraternization rules of the military. They could get into
serious trouble. The only reason they got away with the occasional fuck was the
sheer size of the castle the Survey Corps stayed in. "You know we have to." he
sighed.
"Not tonight." she tightened her grip upon him, "Just for once."
He considered her request, his teeth worrying his bottom lip and his brow
furrowed. What did he stand to lose? Nothing really in the beginning, so long
as they were cautious. Though they would finally spark rumors of their nightly
activities when he failed to return to his shared quarters and she hers. What
did he stand to gain? The warmth of her body alongside his as he slept and the
comfort of her beautiful form molded against his when he awoke in the morn. The
privilege of seeing her peaceful, sleeping face in the early sunlight...to see
her glorious curves and skin bathed in the yellow glow. Perhaps the chance of
an early morning coitus...
It was an obvious choice.
"Just for once." he conceded, knowing the promise to be a hollow one. "Though I
should warn you, you may be woken for another round in the middle of the
night."
She giggled, her smile felt against the toned muscles of his torso. "I'm so
terrifiedby the prospect." she said in a murmur.
He only grinned.
End Notes
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