aaron yogurt ([personal profile] flatten) wrote 2021-05-14 03:10 pm (UTC)

@mikasa (nsfw)

[ snipping the consentacles down and out of the apartment was a constant practice after their appearance; they'd never really hang around eren when he truly didn't want to be touched by vines, but the usual friendly helping branch was allowed to help him around the kitchen and house as a whole. whenever the pangs hit him, they were there to hold his shoulders like one of his friends would, and eventually he'd be talking to them like people rather than plants. with the bairns gone, they've been approximating quickly to tend to the intricate feelings surrounding eren's ill-humored reminders of noctium's provisional circumstance. eren preferred mikasa's embrace to start, so the oozing, milky cream smeared gently across his skin would help leave the thoughts behind and go after what mattered.

this happened especially when malachite changed them. his ears, hands and legs would grow fur, points and claws, paw pads on his palms and a vulpine sharpness to his curvatures. he'd grow coltish and wild, fomented enough that he'd discard his clothes and twitch to stroke at his hidden shaft— but he wouldn't. he invites his beloved to play first, letting the cramped walls of their apartment seem empty whether she was there or not.

he wanted to hear her breathing, her movement, he wanted to scent her and follow to wherever she was, inside their temporary home or out of it. it didn't matter where. he would catch her. ]

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