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“Show me how to touch you the way you like.”
Eren’s head spins at her request. He nods dumbly as he takes her hand in his, guiding it down to wrap around his cock (and he doesn’t let his mind stay on the fact that her thumb just barely manages to meet her middle finger). “You can use spit or, um, pre-cum to make it easier to, y’know, move your hand. But you don’t need to do that…”
Mikasa hums in understanding, and with that Eren moves their hands up to the tip, and back down to the base, painfully slow. “That’s all there really is to it…” Eren removes his hand from its place atop hers, reaching out to hold her unoccupied one.
“Okay, but,” Mikasa hesitates while trying to organize her thoughts. “How tight do you want my grip to be? And how fast should I go?”
“Well, the way you’re holding it now is fine,” he says. “Uh, you can start slow and speed up after you get used to it.”
She nods, and with that does just so. When she reaches the tip again, she swipes her thumb through the bead of pre-cum gathered there and drags it back down along his length. After a few more slow pumps, she begins to increase her speed slightly. Eren’s gasp makes her hasten her movements even more and the way he chokes out her name causes her to shudder with delight. Having him in this state because of what she’s doing to him riles her up more than she could have imagined. Her thighs squeeze together subconsciously, trying to get any form of relief for the dull pulsing between them.
“Mikasa,” he breathes, fighting not to give into the pleasure so easily and quickly. “You’ve gotta slow down or I won’t last much longer.”
She reluctantly obeys. She is longing to know what he is like when he reaches his peak. What’s his expression like? What sounds does he make? But, she also doesn’t want this to end. She wants this to last forever.
She strokes him languidly, his breathing a little less frantic now, but still slightly labored. Eren’s hand is back on hers; she pauses and looks up at him.
“If you want, I’d really like to touch you now.”
Mikasa’s cheeks darken more. “Yeah, sure.”
Eren leans up to give her a quick peck on the lips before maneuvering her to lean her back against his front. Mikasa’s fingers fumble around beneath her chin where her scarf would be. “Um, Eren?”
He hums in reply, his hands gently gliding along her abs.
“I um, I know what to do, but, I,” she struggles to get her words out, embarrassed. “I don’t know what I’d like, exactly.”
His fingers halt in their idling along her middle. He leans forward a bit and adjusts her so he can see her face. “You mean you’ve never masturbated? Ever?”
She shakes her head once, lips pursed together and eyes scrunched shut.
“How?” Eren balks at the admission.
The surprise in his voice only makes her embarrassment worse. “I don’t know! I just was able to force my mind elsewhere when it wandered. There was always so much going on so it wasn’t difficult to do that.”
“Huh,” Eren replies. “I don’t know how you managed to do that but I’m impressed. And the fact that I wasn’t able to shove those thoughts aside? Me? Of all people? The guy who never shut up about how people would forget what the real goal was in everything? You never fail to amaze me.”
“It’s not that big of an accomplishment, Eren,” Mikasa mumbles, trying to turn away.
Eren scoffs, “Yeah, yeah. Just accept my compliments, Mika.” He gently coaxes her to look at him, fingers gently resting beneath her chin to turn her head. “We’ll figure out what you like together, okay?”
That makes her relax a bit, and she leans up to meet him with a loving peck. She reassumes her prior positioning, taking Eren’s hands in hers like he had done for her earlier, and drags them to the apex of her thighs. “Do you know anything about this at all, Eren? Or do I have to explain it?” She silently begs that he knows, she’s unsure how she’ll make it through that.
“Vaguely,” is his response and that’s good enough for her.
“Okay.” Mikasa inhales deeply and forces herself to open her legs for him, leaning her head back against Eren’s shoulder as his chin rests on hers. She releases her hold on his hands, moving them to his elbows as he drags his index finger along her slit. After a few passes, he carefully pushes his finger between the folds, and continues the same slow movement. His middle finger joins and he adds a bit more pressure, and upon rolling over a small bud nestled in the upper middle, Mikasa tenses in his arms, her blunt nails digging into his skin.
Eren stops immediately. “You okay?”
“Yes,” she exhales sharply. “Please keep touching there, Eren.”
He suppresses a satisfied groan at her needy plea and does as she oh-so sweetly asked. He focuses his attention on her clit, adding slightly more pressure and trying a circular motion, and he grins when her entire body jolts.
“You like that?” His voice is raspy and low in her ear and it only makes her pleasure grow more.
“Yes, yes, Eren,” she moans. “Just like that. Please.”
He keeps it up, eager to give her the pleasure she deserves. Electricity surges through Mikasa’s entire being at his caresses. She fights to keep her legs spread, the feeling growing stronger by the second and she gasps when the tension finally reaches its peak.
“Oh, Eren!” She cries out, high on this blissful sensation that she didn’t know she’d been eager to become acquainted with. “F-fuck.” Eren’s fighting the urge to fuck himself against her as he watches and feels her climax. The fact that this is her first orgasm (and that she said fuck, which he can count on one hand the amount of times he’s heard her utter that word) and that it was brought about from his touch gives him an overwhelming sense of satisfaction; he’s the one who was able to make the strongest girl in the world fall apart with merely his fingers.
Mikasa’s hips stutter with aftershocks as she comes down from the high, her legs locking Eren’s hand in place against her cunt.
“That was,” she pants, gradually letting her legs relax. “Incredible.”
“Mikasa, that was so fucking hot.” Eren places kisses lazily along her shoulder and neck, caressing her thighs with his now freed fingers. “I’m glad I could make you feel good.”
Mikasa smiles demurely, basking in the afterglow that wraps around her, leaving everything hazy in the most pleasant of ways.
Eren smirks, “I’m gonna struggle to keep my hands to myself, now.”
“Feeling’s mutual,” she murmurs, sitting up slowly to turn and face Eren and pull him into her arms. He returns the embrace, running his fingers through her silky hair, resting his forehead on her shoulder.
“Do you want to do anything else tonight?” Eren asks hesitantly. “We don’t have to, I-”
”Yes, I’d like to,” Mikasa cuts him off. “I mean, only if you want to.” She adds quietly.
”Of course I want to,” he replies gently. “You don’t know how badly I’ve wanted this with you.”
She giggles. “I could say the same about you, Eren.”
Eren smiles and rolls his eyes, “Yeah but you have this thing called ‘restraint.’ I do not.”
Mikasa leans back to see Eren’s face. “Not as much anymore now that I have you.”
She leans in and kisses him before he can reply, eager to explore these new sensations with her love. Her lips mesh softly with his, innocently. But Eren, as much as he’s enjoying this delicate moment, was never one to let that calmness last. He takes one of Mikasa’s wrists in each hand as he pushes her onto her back and crawls over her, their lips never separating.
”What do you wanna do, Mikasa?” Eren breathes harshly against her mouth. He’s determined to get her to say ‘Fuck me, Eren’ or something like that. Hearing this amazing girl - woman - who is usually so stoic and seldom swears, unless it’s in the heat of battle or an anxiety-inducing situation, turns him on more than he thought it would.
”Whatever you want, Eren,” is her response and Eren grins evilly. She’s playing right into his hands.
“You want me to fuck you?”
”Yes,” she sighs. “Please.”
”Yes, what?” He presses.
”Eren,” she whines. “Please, can we just…”
”Just what?” He’s not giving in. He won’t. “C’mon, Mikasa. Say it.”
She huffs indignantly, but she can’t deny him, not when she’s dying to know how he’ll feel inside her.
“Please fuck me, Eren.”