[ it was alright, alright— they just had to keep their momentum or even he would start to lose the erection he was getting just by being here. eren cradled her head to his collar and sighed, what almost could’ve sounded like a good natured laugh, ]
Got it.
[ he bends his torso just enough for his arms to reach, his head catching closer to her bust, pressing to his temple and then crown when he reaches and searches for the fabric stuck around her legs down to her ankles— she’d just have to help with lifting them. ]
[They were still moving, just slowly. Clumsily. Because even if that goof had made her falter and hide her face. She'd kept moving. Her arms struggling to move probably between them.
So Eren's help was much appreciated, he could reach where she couldn't at the moment. She raised her leg slightly, a soft sigh leaking out as she felt him slide the fabric down her legs.]
Thanks... [She made another attempt to hug him, press flush again but... He was still curled up. So...Just pressing her chest closer, her hands stroking the short hairs on the back of his neck.]
[ —off and ready for less fabric-caused interruptions by the time it’s off of her ankles and somewhere else under the covers. but now came the dawning, settling realization that they were both very, very nude under these blankets. eren lifts some of it as he unfurls from aiding her, taking in the gradual site from top to bottom. in his rise, he did not keep to his side. the bed creaked as he modified his weight as well as his position. even with just the gentle caress of her fingers stroking through the ends of his hair, he felt like they were standing, both at touch and prospect that he was more on top of her than sharing the space side by side. ]
This was it, wasn't it? Her chest heaved as she swallowed. Her hand sliding away as he moved around, pulling back to look at her. Mikasa winced at the sound of the bed, her eyes flicking to the door as she sunk into the mattress a little more. Her gaze moving back to Eren after a second. Even if she didn't roll from her side.
She was too busy going flush at the new position.]
It's...It's fine. [She just needed a moment. But slowly, she adjusted, rolling onto her back and bringing her arms up. Sheepishly trying to hug him again. Even if her skin only glanced his.] What about you? ...Are you okay?
[Not that he could do much which her legs pressed together.]
Um— Y-yeah. [ his knees were bent close to the sides of her legs in a straddle— which might not work long term, but it was good enough to start. as mikasa had said and thought: fine! just needed some adjustment time, no different for eren as he held his breath and felt her arms wrapping for him. only then did he realize how stiff his torso was, and decided to lower himself closer. closer . . . closer.
the way their skin touched, thigh apex to belly to even his shaft somewhere pressed between them, warmth to warmth was . . . out of mind. energizing? he could feel his insides shaking up a storm without showing so much as a quiver outwardly. imagine the rest? was he even ready for the rest?
he started here, then, beginning to cradle her head with his arms and simply enjoying the closeness for now. ]
I didn’t think it’d feel this . . . Good.
[ mind they haven’t actually started anything, but he’s smiling like an absolute goof. ]
[So close, it was almost awkward. So overwhelmingly awkward, her body tensing when she felt him press against her stomach. Though she didn't move away, even if her heart was thundering in her chest.
She didn't smile, not quite. But she did try, the corners of her lips wobbling. Her lips parting, but only a mumble escaping. Until she tried again a few seconds later.]
It feels warm...[Ah yes, warm. She wasn't sure if it was actually hot or just her imagining things. But she fidgeted, putting a bit more weight onto his hand as she pulled at the covers. Though she settled after giving it a few tugs, looking up at him. Looking him in the eyes, glancing away. Glancing back.
Adjusting...] Um...uh.. [Then she pressed a little closer. Roughly pressing a kiss onto...his chin? Aiming...]
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Got it.
[ he bends his torso just enough for his arms to reach, his head catching closer to her bust, pressing to his temple and then crown when he reaches and searches for the fabric stuck around her legs down to her ankles— she’d just have to help with lifting them. ]
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So Eren's help was much appreciated, he could reach where she couldn't at the moment. She raised her leg slightly, a soft sigh leaking out as she felt him slide the fabric down her legs.]
Thanks... [She made another attempt to hug him, press flush again but... He was still curled up. So...Just pressing her chest closer, her hands stroking the short hairs on the back of his neck.]
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How’s this?
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This was it, wasn't it? Her chest heaved as she swallowed. Her hand sliding away as he moved around, pulling back to look at her. Mikasa winced at the sound of the bed, her eyes flicking to the door as she sunk into the mattress a little more. Her gaze moving back to Eren after a second. Even if she didn't roll from her side.
She was too busy going flush at the new position.]
It's...It's fine. [She just needed a moment. But slowly, she adjusted, rolling onto her back and bringing her arms up. Sheepishly trying to hug him again. Even if her skin only glanced his.] What about you? ...Are you okay?
[Not that he could do much which her legs pressed together.]
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the way their skin touched, thigh apex to belly to even his shaft somewhere pressed between them, warmth to warmth was . . . out of mind. energizing? he could feel his insides shaking up a storm without showing so much as a quiver outwardly. imagine the rest? was he even ready for the rest?
he started here, then, beginning to cradle her head with his arms and simply enjoying the closeness for now. ]
I didn’t think it’d feel this . . . Good.
[ mind they haven’t actually started anything, but he’s smiling like an absolute goof. ]
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She didn't smile, not quite. But she did try, the corners of her lips wobbling. Her lips parting, but only a mumble escaping. Until she tried again a few seconds later.]
It feels warm...[Ah yes, warm. She wasn't sure if it was actually hot or just her imagining things. But she fidgeted, putting a bit more weight onto his hand as she pulled at the covers. Though she settled after giving it a few tugs, looking up at him. Looking him in the eyes, glancing away. Glancing back.
Adjusting...] Um...uh.. [Then she pressed a little closer. Roughly pressing a kiss onto...his chin? Aiming...]