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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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...]