[ there had been a fleeting moment of anticipation when it almost seemed like, for a second, she’d go lower than he first recommended. his heart went from bouncing to racing when he realized how close it was, how each touch tickled the sensibility of his belly and teased his mind about his waistband, to the point that eren was gradually moving the attention of his hands from her chest to he ribs, her own abdomen. going any lower than that was nerve wracking, to say the least, mostly because of what the big step would mean between them and any big change is . . . a little frightening. he almost feels stupid, not being able to.
though he doesn’t feel so alone in it when mikasa’s hand drops and she watches him with almost pleading eyes for help. she’s too nervous to, too embarrassed— but he thinks of something, the same way she placed her hand on top of his when he was nervous to open his father’s books. ]
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[ there had been a fleeting moment of anticipation when it almost seemed like, for a second, she’d go lower than he first recommended. his heart went from bouncing to racing when he realized how close it was, how each touch tickled the sensibility of his belly and teased his mind about his waistband, to the point that eren was gradually moving the attention of his hands from her chest to he ribs, her own abdomen. going any lower than that was nerve wracking, to say the least, mostly because of what the big step would mean between them and any big change is . . . a little frightening. he almost feels stupid, not being able to.
though he doesn’t feel so alone in it when mikasa’s hand drops and she watches him with almost pleading eyes for help. she’s too nervous to, too embarrassed— but he thinks of something, the same way she placed her hand on top of his when he was nervous to open his father’s books. ]
Do you want to try together?