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hey bb i was just wondering if you were about to continue 1+1=2 cs that fix was too good đ€€đđŸ love ur fics btw ^_^
Hi my love !! First off, thank you smmmđ€đ€ Iâm so glad you enjoy reading 1+1=2 and my ficsđđ Some people have asked for a chapter 4, but I kind of wanted it to end on a bad note. But if you want I can make a series like 1+1=2 & longer, itâll just take some timeđđ
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Bestie
Mikasa and you are best friends!
Warnings: head, scissoring, & fingering
I realized I never made a fic about Mikasa? WTH?? Sheâs my wife đ€ŠđŸââïž
âQuiet.â Mikasa mumbled.
âIâm sorry, Mika, I canât help it.â You giggled. Mikasa stared at you in disbelief. She couldnât believe you, her best friend, couldnât stop laughing at her emo phase. As if you were any better, having your phases. She never laughed in your face.
âFine, laugh all you want. Iâm going to bed.â Mikasa scoffed, quickly turning her body in the opposite direction.
âMika.â You sang, wrapping your arms around her. You watched as her eyes closed, trying to sleep. You giggled before kissing her neck. âIâm sorry, I didnât mean to make you upset.â
âGo to sleep.â Mikasa responded. Your wide smile showed no sense of remorse, knowing she wasnât actually mad. You gave her one quick peck on the cheek before lifting your leg on top of hers.
It was normal to see the two of you cuddling to sleep, especially on sleepovers like this. People would always see you two together, never being separated and always needing to be dependent on each other. Most thought the two of you were dating and the people who knew you two werenât dating teased you about getting together.
Mikasa and you were just very close friends, besties as you called each other. You could tell Mikasa anything and in return she could do the same thing back. She loved you more than words could describe it and you loved her back.
You started to stir in your sleep. Your body wanted to move, and did it feel good. You eyes slowly opened, seeing Mikasa suck on your clit. You moaned out loud, not realizing she had started. You quickly ran your acrylic nails through her scalp before pushing her head deeper into your cunt.
You two were so close, so close you two have fucked plenty of times before. At parties, sleepovers, hangouts, even at the mall. You two never got caught by anyone because you passed it off as fixing each otherâs makeup even if it looked more ruined.
âFuck, Mikasa!â You gasped.
âSh, youâll wake my neighbors.â Mikasa muttered, before eating you out.
Her tongue starts to lap up your cunt before her nose pushes up against your clit. She wanted everything you had to offer, and in return she'd give you the same treatment. Your legs widened even farther, giving her more access to go deeper.
Your newly clustered lashes (which she did herself) start to cling off as sweat and tears fall from your eyelids. Moans could be heard from the bedroom as she kept moving her face up and down, making her nose give friction to your pulsing clit.
Mikasa knew you were close, she could tell from the way your pussy relishes on her tongue. She quickly stopped, watching your chest heave heavily, tiredly looking at her.
âMikasa.â You whined. The girl smiled before coming up to kiss you. You could taste yourself on your lips. Before you knew what was happening you felt your clit becoming pushed on to hers.
âWhile you were busy getting your pussy ate.â Mikasa moaned. You felt as her clit pushed back into yours, making you moan out. âI was playing with mine. You get me so wet sweetheart.â
âMikasa.â You moan.
Her tongue quickly found purchase onto your chest, sucking on your right nipple while her left hand started to play with the other nipple. She kept rocking her hips into yours, conjoining both of your arousal together. Your eyes closed, feeling sensitive to the sensation.
You started to push her away, feeling a tightness in your abdomen. Her other hand held your arms above you, humping you faster. You couldnât keep down your voice as her name echoed among her four walls. You could hear the bed header slam onto the wall multiple times, the mattress creaking with every swift movement.
âMikasa, Iâm cumming! Please!â You screamed, creaming over her pussy.
She let you ride your orgasm, humping your pussy while sucking harder on your tits. She watched as tears poured from your eyes. Immediate relief was felt, as you started to breathe heavily. Your eyes opened, still feeling calm when you noticed she hadnât cum yet.
Her innocent state was caught off guard as soon as your finger started to rub fast circles on her clit. Her moans echoed through the apartment, her body laying on top of yours. You knew she was close, knew she couldnât last long.
One thing about Mikasa, she can cum so easily. Her legs started to tremble as she became wetter and wetter. Her eyes were closed, as her lips tried to say something, tried to warn you but it was too late.
A snap switched from her stomach, yelling as she squirted all over your stomach. Her legs kept twitching as you kept playing with her clit, letting her orgasm keep going until she was completely drained. She panted, before resting her forehead on top of yours. Her sweet little giggle sang through the bedroom before getting up.
âCmon, letâs take some baths.â Mikasa smiled.
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Grin
Eren and his grin.
Warnings: Doggy, bondage, blindfold, rough, tell me if Iâm forgetting anything!!
Iâm back again!! đđ
âBabe.â You muttered.
Eren had one of those silly grins. The type of grin that anyone else would find cute but you knew it was something. It had to be with Eren. He always had something up. And when you say always, you mean ALWAYS.
And you know what? You were exactly right. Pink handcuffs on the bed with a pink silk blindfold next to it. Right next to it, it was pink lingerie on the top of a darker pink bow. Was it cute? Yes. Was it even sexy? Hell yes.
You knew he meant business with the way he whistled his way out of the room, not before slapping you ass. Your head turned as you watched your boyfriend walk out the room, leaving you and everything he bought you.
He knew that you knew exactly what to do. Quickly strip away your clothing, leaving your skin in the barely covering lingerie. Tying the blindfold, just tight enough to stay on but lose enough to pull up and down. And of course, the handcuffs clipping right onto your wrists.
Quietly, you laid down, ass up, waiting for your boyfriend. You listened as he walked around the house doing god knows what. You knew he was teasing you. Waiting for your pussy to soak up the lingerie. Til your knees ache even though he hasnât done anything. He wanted to rile you up, and it was working.
You hummed, feeling the beating of your clit. When you first met Eren, you were never that horny. Yes, you did cum here or there but you never felt this bad in your life. Slowly waiting for his presence.
As you felt a cold hand on your ass, your body shook with anticipation. Although you didnât realize Eren was there, your body did. Before you could do anything, he quickly moved the blindfold so you were able to see anything.
The cold hand pierced through your body. You wanted him to touch you so bad. Wanted his thick fingers to plump you inside while his thumb rubbed fast circles. Or maybe his tongue. His beautiful pierced tongue, that presses against your clit before lapping your juices. You sighed as his tip slowly rubbed against your folds.
âFuck.â Eren muttered. You felt as his body went down to you, one of his hands on your waist while the other was jerking off his already hard dick. âYou want it, baby? Want it so bad, princess? Huh?â
âEren.â You sighed, feeling his dick rub on your clit. The two of you moaned. âYes, please fuck me. Fuck me so hard, Eren.â
As soon as you said that, Eren pushed his dick inside of you. Your mouth created an o-shape, while your eyes rolled back into your head. Although youâve been with Eren for a long time, you can never get over how big he is. Your nails clung onto the bed, taking fast breaths.
âMy sweet girl.â Eren muttered, giving your ass a quick spanking. Your lips hummed before feeling yourself become wetter.
He pulled out, just to full force slam his dick back into you. A loud moan echoed through the room from both of you. He quickly did it again, not wanting the euphoric feeling to end. He took a deep breath, before making a faster pace.
Chants of his name were called out as his dick went in and out of you. You felt the tightness of your fingers go numb because of how good heâs fucking you. Your eyes tightly shut as the wet sounds came through the room.
The ripples of your ass being slammed back into him made his dick feel even harder. The wet ring that heâs already created had his eyes closing for a second, not being able to hold back the moan let out.
Your pussy kept pulling him back in. His dick hit that one spot making your stomach twist. Your moans quickly turned pornagraphic as you felt the pressure in your stomach starting to build.
You wanted to turn your head, see yours boyfriendâs sweaty face as he pounds you. Wanting to see the way his hand pulled onto your hair, making you scream out a moan. His hand slapping your ass a couple more times, knowing he was going to leave a red mark.
He leaned his body onto yours, still fucking you as thought he was in the same position. You could hear his every moan, every gasp, every breath. Your pussy creamed all over his cock, his name being screamed for anyone to hear. His thrusts became sloppy before feeling his cum inside you.
You two took deep breaths. Your mind had saw stars, drawing blanks around it. Your head slowly turned to hear him slowly regaining consciousness. Before you knew it, the blind fold was pulled back up for you to see your sweaty boyfriend.
And thereâs that grin again. That grin you knew all too well.
âWell, second round?â Eren grinned.ïżŒ
â„ Hope you enjoyed!
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You didnât have to post this if you were just going to take it to dmâŠ
Cunty :3
@urmommysbathroom (couldnât reply to you)
First of all, I gave you a choice, I did not tell you anything. What I did do was @ her followers to tell them what in actuality her work is. Yes, I donât know if she stole other peoples work but we donât know if she didnât either. Why would I trust her with that?? (And by the way, did I ever say she actually stole it. I just said we donât know for the third time.)
I didnât tell you not to support her nor did I tell you what to do. I physically cannot force you to do anything. But we can both agree itâs unfair that an original creator made her original work and your friend stole it. So can we agree thatâs copy right, right? And we can agree that she knows itâs copyright and still took the author (or my) work? So we can agree her followers, who are meant to follow her work, should know that her work may not be her own. And maybe, they like the work so they can follow the original creator who made the work and ask to make work like it but with that character. Itâs that simple.
If Katie loses followers (which she most likely wonât) itâs not my fault or problem. I told her followers exactly what she did. And Katie may be a good person. Iâve never talked to her nor have I ever even seen her work. At the end of the day she took the time in her day to look at my work and steal it. I donât mean for us to have beef or anything, Iâm just @ people on the tag list so they know. And your friend knows sheâs wrong. Thatâs why sheâs blocked me, she knows what she did was wrong and probably still has the post up.
You telling someone they didnât do something âseverelyâ wrong when they stole someoneâs work is actually crazy. Yes, that work of mine didnât take that long. In actuality it took me less than an hour. And yes, Iâm not a big creator. But it was still MY work, that obviously people liked. That gives no right for someone to take it and make it their âownâ by putting someone elseâs name. You supporting and standing up for someone who steals work is a reflection on your part, not mine.
Lastly, if sheâs your friend I want you to tell her this. I am not angry nor am I going to care about this problem anymore. If you asked me I wouldâve let you use my work for Matt. Or even better, I wouldâve written a work for you (and probably even better bc that fic was so quick) for Matt. I donât want any problems, seeing how this person stood up for you, youâre probably a good person. Just please ask me to use my workđ«¶đŸ
Thank you pooksđ
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Cunty :3
@urmommysbathroom (couldnât reply to you)
First of all, I gave you a choice, I did not tell you anything. What I did do was @ her followers to tell them what in actuality her work is. Yes, I donât know if she stole other peoples work but we donât know if she didnât either. Why would I trust her with that?? (And by the way, did I ever say she actually stole it. I just said we donât know for the third time.)
I didnât tell you not to support her nor did I tell you what to do. I physically cannot force you to do anything. But we can both agree itâs unfair that an original creator made her original work and your friend stole it. So can we agree thatâs copy right, right? And we can agree that she knows itâs copyright and still took the author (or my) work? So we can agree her followers, who are meant to follow her work, should know that her work may not be her own. And maybe, they like the work so they can follow the original creator who made the work and ask to make work like it but with that character. Itâs that simple.
If Katie loses followers (which she most likely wonât) itâs not my fault or problem. I told her followers exactly what she did. And Katie may be a good person. Iâve never talked to her nor have I ever even seen her work. At the end of the day she took the time in her day to look at my work and steal it. I donât mean for us to have beef or anything, Iâm just @ people on the tag list so they know. And your friend knows sheâs wrong. Thatâs why sheâs blocked me, she knows what she did was wrong and probably still has the post up.
You telling someone they didnât do something âseverelyâ wrong when they stole someoneâs work is actually crazy. Yes, that work of mine didnât take that long. In actuality it took me less than an hour. And yes, Iâm not a big creator. But it was still MY work, that obviously people liked. That gives no right for someone to take it and make it their âownâ by putting someone elseâs name. You supporting and standing up for someone who steals work is a reflection on your part, not mine.
Lastly, if sheâs your friend I want you to tell her this. I am not angry nor am I going to care about this problem anymore. If you asked me I wouldâve let you use my work for Matt. Or even better, I wouldâve written a work for you (and probably even better bc that fic was so quick) for Matt. I donât want any problems, seeing how this person stood up for you, youâre probably a good person. Just please ask me to use my workđ«¶đŸ
Thank you pooksđ
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Dad Eren headcanons
Idk some headcanons.
I decided to get rid of this draft sorry itâs short mlsđ
When Eren first becomes a dadâŠHELP HIM PLEASE đđ hes so scared heâs going to hurt the child in some type of way. But honestlyâŠheâs so good with children. When Zeke had kids theyâd always beg, I mean BEG Zeke to let them stay with Eren, even the shy kids would be all over Eren.
Ofc Erenâs kids are gonna be all over him, BUT especially if you two had a girl. BABYYYY THAT GIRL IS ALL OVER HER DAD!! She would need to be touching him in some way like holding his hand, sitting on his lap, ANYTHING. When Eren has to go to work, sheâd be sad, walking around the house and playing with her toys all cold. She was more introverted and quiet than Eren, but she was so sweet so it didnât matter.
But if you had a sonâŠletâs just say Eren and him would be fighting. Your son clung to you always. He would stick his tongue out whenever his dad tried to come near, throw tantrums if Eren kissed you. Heâd be hot tempered and storm off if you got mad at him for something, making you and Eren have to look for him. Just a bad little kid. (Of course he got it from Eren himself.)
If you two had a 3rd childâŠTHAT CHILD WOULD CAUSE CHAOS!! You think your son is bad, doesnât matter if you had a boy or girl that child would be going crazy in the house. Breaking stuff, drawing on walls, trying to eat every and anything, eating Eren and Yourâs paperwork, just everything their NOT supposed to be doing.
Eren would want your child to play a sport, because heâs so into sports he just wished for that. He would definitely coach your childâs sports team, ESPECIALLY if it was basketball or football. Eren would be a little harder on his child, but he just wants to see them succeed.
If your child doesnât want to play a sport, rather instruments or dance, Eren would be at every recital. Heâd be watching from the crowd, whistling, loudly clapping, even maybe screaming thatâs my kid (at the first recital.) the second one heâd be optimistic, but he found some sense. (Mama Carla pinched his ear after he started yelling.)
Eren would be the cool dad. Buying your kids ice cream before dinner, eating candy til both their stomach hurts, watching movies they shouldnât, just everything heâs NOT supposed to do. Honestly he wouldnât even try, itâs just in him to not care that much about stuff like that?? Which always gets him in trouble by you, because now your kids arenât hungry for dinner or have to take a day off school or having nightmares.
Erenâs the cool parent all your childâs friends love. Theyâd call him EJ, for short, and love to talk to him about sports, fun activities, or advice. Erenâs always there for a listening ear and would do anything to help their childâs friends.
Hope you enjoyedâĄ
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Silver Piercing
Eren got a lip piercing and you just HAD to sit on his face.
Warnings: face riding (f!receiving) smut (obviously.)
This is the fastest smut Iâve ever written?? (If thereâs any mistakes I apologize!)
âYou sure? Iâve never rode your face before and your piercing is just healing, Ren.â You mutter. You were in a position you and your boyfriend had never tried before. It wasnât like he didnât eat your pussy, itâs just riding feels so much more intimate. You two just didnât decide to try it also for the fact it wasnât something that important. You two were more worried about making this relationship work and being mature while working than how many positions yâall could fit in a day.
âItâs fine, just sit on it, baby.â Eren spoke. You took a deep breath, nodding. Slowly you put your cunt on his face. His face was perfect to sit on, just so perfect. His tongue and nose aligned perfectly with each other, giving you the best stimulation. And donât get started on the cold piercing. The silver cool piercing that gives you little shakes, and you two havenât even started.
His tongue darts inside your folds, starting out rough and needy. You gasped as he started to lick up your wetness making sweet noises. The coolness gave a nice contrast, making your legs tremble up.
His arms held your thighs down, forcing you to stay apart from him. Forcing your body to be submissive to his tongue. If you knew better youâd think heâs searching for something within your folds. He leaned his head back, making his nose rub your clit while his tongue ran down your folds. Your eyes closed, making you whimper.
As he went back in, your hands felt solace on your headboard. Normally youâd be squeezing on his hair, but this felt so good too. His tongue pushed back into your pussy, licking that certain spot into you. Your whimpers turned into full on screams as he started to go faster than you thought he would. He moaned with you, wanting you to reach your high.
He hit your thighs once, twice. Your eyes opened going up. His breath fanned over your clit, before his finger started to rub fast circles onto it. Your throat was going to be hoarse with how much you screamed for him.
âCmon sweetheart, jump on my tongue. Act like itâs my dick, sweetheart. I want you to do it, please do it for me.â Eren asked, practically begged. You could tell this was a turn on for you as much as it was for him. His normally hooded eyes were blown out, almost doe like. From his mouth down to his chin was shiny, full of your arousal.
âOk, Eren. Only for you, only for you.â You babbled on. His arms pushed you down onto his tongue.
You held onto the headboard, remembering how you held onto his shoulders, before your thighs started to go up and down. The action made your pussy even more wet, getting closer to your orgasm. He could feel it as your pussy started to clench.
Your eyes rolled back as the warm tongue became too much for you. Too much to handle. His cold lip piercings gave you a different coolness than his tongue. The warmness being in contrast to the cool metal was your end.
You screamed, screaming his name. You only saw stars as the world felt like it had melted and only you and Eren were in the moment. No, not moment because at that exact moment time didnât matter. Nothing mattered but you and Eren.
Hope you enjoyedâ
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Making a Floch fic yall idk how Iâma do đđ gotta do some research
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Ok ik eren with a tongue piercing is fine BUT EREN WITH A LIP PIERCING?? The way heâd start playing with it when heâs thinking, most likely thinking about fucking you. Imagine the metalâs cool contrast to his tongue, making your clit feel oh so good. Yâall I need to write this itâs something I spend my time thinking about.
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your fics have made me raise my standards unrealistically high for my next bfâșïž
LMFAOOO Girl as you should, standards need to be HIGH đđŸđđŸ And I will GLADLY help you raise them even higher đđ
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Idc how late I am to this fic I ate it up so bad omg (I have 8 minutes to finish an essay I barely started.)
SAVE MY LOVE FOR YOU -- MANJIRO SANO.
àȘâ⎠synposis: neither you nor mikey seem to have pulled out cupid's arrow despite being separated in this timeline. lucky for you two, you have the perfect group of friends for you to reunite in every life.
àȘâ⎠content warning: manga spoilers! (the ending), racer! mikey, best friend! kazutora, fem! reader, tooth rotting fluff, mikey is very confident and famous, making out on the first date, se.x in the changing room, se.x on the couch, protective sex (wrap it before you tap it), overstimulation, cunnilingus, mikey makes you cum three times, he's a sweetheart.
àȘâ⎠word count: 10k
àȘâ⎠note: thank you to @mztoman for commissioning me again (so loyal!) i had so much fun writing this, even though it took me a while. and thank YOU guys for 8k followers! I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it hehe.
ÊâșËâȘ comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated!
One of Takemichiâs biggest achievements in life is giving his friends the life he promised them when he first discovered what being a time leaper was. It wasnât easy, he fought like hell but it was worth it at the end. All of his friends are alive, his girlfriend is soon going to become his wife and was preparing for their weddingâit couldnât get more perfect than this. The man sat next to this big window of a very quiet and fancy place, so lost in his thoughts that he failed to notice that his friend was walking back towards their table.
Manjiro watched as the black haired male fidgeted nervously in his seat. It was his idea to take him out, help him loosen up a little since Takemichi has been so caught up in wedding stress. He deserved a day like this. Especially with how far heâs come and the sacrifices he made for them to be here in the first place.
âIf you fidget again, you might break the chair,â Manjiro teases him as he takes a seat across from him. He watches as the male flinches before resting his forehead on the table. Takemichi heaves out a long sigh.
âThis is way too fancy, MikeyâŠâ
âWell, what did you think? That Iâd be allowed to go a coffee shop down the street where anyone can recognize me?â Manjiro flashes his friend a grin, a little proud that his career mad him get this far. And Takemichi sighs in defeat, accepting the fact that their little hangouts were going to be like this from now on.
âPlus, you need this more than I do. Wedding preparations are wearing you out. Maybe attending Emmaâs wedding first will help putting you in a good mood before the big day comes up.â It was true, but there was something else to be discussed and Takemichi wasnât sure of how to bring it up.
Was this even the right moment for it? He didnât even know if it was appropriate to discuss this so casually. But he needed to get it off his chest. It was one of the first things he noticed when the last time leap happenedâhow it felt off. He wasnât even sure at first, he thought he was just imagining things, that the time leaps took a toll on him. But one look at Chifuyu confirmed that he wasnât tripping. Someone was missing in the picture.
âHey, do you remember ever having a girlfriend in the past?â Takemichi tries to be casual about this, tries not to make it seem like it was a life or death situation but his facial expression fails him. It was so serious that it makes Mikey pause eating his food.
âHuh?â
âA girlfriend, or perhaps a girl? Do you remember being involved with a girl romantically?â At first, Takemichi was hesitating on telling his friend about this. After all, thereâs no nice way to ask this question without making it seem like you are calling your friend a total loser. But he remember his conversation with Chifuyu, and he knows that if there is anyone to trust when it comes to information about the past, itâs either him or Naoto.
âI remember her, we didnât talk that much but she was definitely there,â Chifuyu says, still holding the cold beer in his hand. Takemichi had invited him to his apartment while Hinata was out shopping, because he couldnât just discuss this kind of stuff over the phone.
âThrough it all, right?â
âMhm, you remember her too Michi, youâre just hesitant.â Chifuyu was right. Takemichi knew what he saw in all of the timelines, he is sure that there was someone and Mikey always looked so protective of you, never let anyone near you. Heâs never seen his friend like that, and so for him to be separated from her in this final timeline just didnât make sense. He needed to do something about it.
âMichi, are you trying to tell me something?â It seemed like Mikey refused to take the situation seriously, and no one could blame him. What was supposed to be a fun hang out with his best friend was turning into a serious conversation and faster than he had anticipated.
âYou were in love, Mikey.â This sentence makes his face fall. Takemichi sighs before leaning back in his seat, stirring the drink placed in front of him.
âEach time I went back in time and tried to fix things, it led me to a different timelineâa different outcome. In all of them, you were involved with this girlâyou were different,â Takemichi pauses as he looks up at his friend. âNo matter how bad things turned out to be, she was always there and seemed to be the only person to pull you out of this dark cloud. Last time, way before that big fight happenedââ He almost cringes when he remembers how bad it was. âYou two werenât together anymore. And Iâm not sure why or how, but that seemed to worsen things for you. And if Iâm not mistaken, she did end up dying at one point.â
Manjiro was trying his best to process what was being said to him. He was quiet, attentive and did not know what to say. He wasnât opposed to the idea that younger him had found love, he was more upset that he mustâve fucked up some way for this mysterious girl to leave him and not want to be involved with him anymore. But he had no memory of her. No name, no addressâhow old was she? Were they both the same age? Was she older? What was she like? She mustâve been super patient with him because his teenage self was a menace, whiny and way too needy.
âDo you remember what she was like?â Mikey breaks the silence, his eyes going from his drink to his friendâs face who hums, trying his best to remember some of the features.
âIâm not sure, all I remember is that she was very loyal to you. She had a bonten tattoo on the back of her neck to match yours.â Takemichi remembers vividly the Bonten timeline, where he had tried to visit Mikey at that one abandoned building. He remembers watching her as she stood near the leader with careful eyes, a warm touch that contrasted her partnerâs cold demeanor. She seemed to give Mikey what he lackedâwarmth, love and a home.
âWhere was she during the last fight?â
âI have no idea, but she didnât want to be around you,â Takemichi cringes at the confession.
Itâs true, she and Manjiro were like strangers in this timeline, but it wasnât guaranteed that they wouldnât meet again. After all, this mysterious girl was also friends with the rest of Toman. Takemichi wasnât sure who exactly was her closest friend in the gang, and it made the chances of meeting her very slim.
âHow do you know so much, though?â Mikey starts, taking a bite from his pastry. âYou can remember that I was a piece of shit to her, but not her face?â It was a natural question, and no offense was taken by Takemichi who shrugged his shoulders.
âHonestly, I donât know. I got some answers from Chifuyu and Naoto. We know this girl, but we tried to look at every picture with Toman and she was just never there. Almost like a ghost.â
âAnd youâre sure she isnât dead in this present time?â This was Takemichiâs least favorite theory. Something mustâve happened in the past, she was nowhere to be found and the guy didnât have time to ask everyone if they remember a certain girl being involved with the gang. All he could hope for was that she was alive and that nothing bad happened to her. Unlike that one timeline where she does end up getting killed, Takemichi hoped that she somehow survived and made it in the present time.
âI hope that she isnât.â Takemichi confesses, almost gloomily. âBut one thing is for sureâif she was close to somebody in Toman, thereâs a chance she might attend either mine or your sisterâs wedding. Letâs not lose hope.â
--
You are invited to the wedding of an old friend. You remember Emma as being the light of any room she walks into, and seeing her get married to the one person sheâs always had a crush on makes you grin from ear to ear as you hold the wedding invitation in your hands. You are not particularly close to the couple, but you remember bumping into them a couple of times and every time you would pray that nothing bad happens and separates them because their happiness is truly contagious.
The wedding takes place in about two days, and you learn that you are not the only one invited when you hear your doorbell ring.
âYouâre invited to Emma and Drakenâs wedding, right?â Kazutora stands at your door and you snort at how excited he is. Youâve been friends with him for almost a decade now, youâve seen each other at your lowest and you couldnât deny that your friendship with the man was one of a kind. He pestered you like you were a little sister, and no matter how annoying he was to you, he happened to be one of the few people who were truly there for you when you needed them.
âMhm, she even called me and told me she really wants to see me.â You smile when you remember the phone call. She was sweet enough to ask for your number when you bumped into her three months ago, and now that you look back at itâit was definitely to invite you to her wedding. You let Kazutora walk inside your place and the man makes himself comfortable on your couch.
âGood. You do need to get out of the house, itâs starting to become annoying,â he says with a light tone, and he sees you roll your eyes before you take a seat next to him.
âSure, I do need to socialize a little.â
âNot a little, a lot.â
âShut up, I get it.â You smack Kazutoraâs arm and he laughs before grabbing the remote control. He chooses a random show on Netflix before grabbing his phone to order takeout. You canât even argue with him or tell him you had some left-over food from yesterday because he wouldnât listen to you anyway.
Kazutora was right. You rarely ever went out unless you were obligated or the man dragged you to an event. It felt as though you dreaded the thought of going out and having to meet people. But attending Emmaâs wedding didnât sound like a bad idea. As long as the people there were as sweet as her.
Which made you realize another thing.
âItâs crazy how we both knew Emma, but we didnât become friends through her.â You say outloud and your friend hums. You two became friends because you happened to be hanging out near a cat cafĂ©. You both happened to be rescuing the same kitten, and decided that it was the start of your very long friendship.
âTrue, which also means that youâve never met one of my closest friends and Emmaâs brother.â You tilt your head in confusion.
âWho?â
âMikey.â Youâve never heard of that name in your life. Then again, youâve never been to Emmaâs house or were that close to her in the first place. All you knew was that she had a massive crush on this Draken dude who you saw recently and that was that. Anything about her family was simply none of your business.
âYeah, I donât know him.â You simply shrug.
âHeâs a pretty famous racer actually,â oh? That was a first. âBut he likes to keep his personal life mostly private. Last time, he came to my place wearing a black hoodie and black sweatpantsâI thought I was getting robbed.â
You snort at the thought of your friend being absolutely terrified from his own close friend. But this made you a little curious about this Mikey. If he was as famous as Kazutora claims, why have you never seen him on TV before?
âYouâre such a scaredy cat. â You tease your friend, nudging him with your elbow.
âYeah, yeah. Says the same person who cried when she found me on her couch after opening the door for me at night.â
âI forgot!â
âSay that to the person who will murder you in your sleep.â
--
Emmaâs wedding was as intimate as it could be. You werenât complaining, you hated big weddings where people didnât even know each other. And right off the bat, you could tell that the people invited to the coupleâs wedding were loved ones and have seen them grow up together.
You donât feel out of place, but you are still a little closed off as Kazutora marches towards his group of friends. You refused to go with him mainly because it would be so awkward and you wanted to give your friend some space to hang out with his own group of friends. And so you stand next to the drinks, pour yourself some water and hold onto your cup while looking around the place.
It was small, but not too small. You take notice of the flowers hanging by the ceiling and the cake sitting in the corner. Thereâs soft music playing in the background and despite the number of people present, it is not loud enough to annoy you. Perhaps if you were to get married one day, you wanted a ceremony just like this.
Youâre brought out of your thoughts when you feel Kazutoraâs hand around your wrist and you send him a look that he knows a little too well.
Donât you dare-
âCome! They wanna meet you.â Heâs grinning from ear to ear, and you hear his friends laugh at the contrast in your expressions. While Kazutora is so excited to introduce you to his friends, you look as though you donât even want to be here.
âThere she is! Give her some time and she will warm up to you guys,â you give a tight lipped smile and you can feel your cheeks warming up at the attention. You arenât exactly awkward with people, but being introduced like this wasnât a situation you would ever put yourself into.
âNice to meet you, Iâm Mitsuya.â A man with lavender hair extends his hand out and the smile on his face helps you relax a little. You shake hands with him and introduce yourself back, and suddenly everyone was telling you who they were.
Beside Baji (whom youâve already seen in pictures before), everyone else is a new face. There was a set of twins, Souya and Nahoya. Pah-chin and Peh-yan, and then there was Hakkai and Chifuyu. They were all nice and welcoming, didnât make you feel awkward at all. But you notice how Chifuyuâs stare lingers on you for a bit longer than the rest, and you donât shy away from asking him if there was something he needed.
âIs there anything you need or?â
âOh no,â Chifuyu starts and shakes his head. His cheeks are flushed that you caught him staring at you so intensely, but he continues nonetheless. âYou just look familiar, thatâs all.â
Familiar? It wasnât exactly impossible, but you were still sure that youâve never met Chifuyu before.
âMaybe we met outside or something, or maybe Kazutora showed you a pic?â You ask the male, and he quickly darts his eyes towards Kazutora.
 âActually, yeah. I think thatâs where I saw you.â He lets go of the conversation pretty quickly after this, leaving you standing confused next to your friend. You donât really question it, perhaps he did believe you and it was all in his head. But it was still a weird interaction altogether.
You are quickly introduced to a new person, and your interaction with him isnât any less weird than the previous one. Takemichi stares at you with wide eyes and parted lips, and you see Chifuyu pinch his side which makes you furrow your eyebrows. What the fuck was going on here?
âAre you okayââ
âYou just look very familiar.â Again? You almost roll your eyes in annoyance. If they were playing games with you, this surely wasnât a fun one. But you decide to give a proper answer to this observation and shake your head.
âItâs probably all in your head, Iâm sorry. I have never seen you in my life.â
Despite how warm and gentle you look, you are strong minded and donât shy away from situations like these. Takemichi finds himself smiling at the thought.
I can see why her and Mikey are perfect for each other.
Takemichi, just like Chifuyu, lets go of the conversation very easily and you find yourself even more annoyed than before. If one more person tells you that you look familiar, you might just tell them to fuck off. But youâre distracted by Kazutora dragging you to take a seat, indicating that the ceremony was about to start.
You watch as the best men step out and stand next to the groom who looks as though he is about to burst into tears at any moment. It is a sweet thing to witness in real time, the same man you remember meeting three months ago holding a bag of groceries while Emma was holding nothing but her purse. He was truly head over heels, and to be able to witness him devote himself and promise to love and cherish her, to be there for her and hold her when things get tough felt like witnessing a love story straight from the books.
The after-party starts shortly after, and you take notice of how the quiet and intimate vibes remain present throughout the whole night. You are sat at a table all alone, Kazutora had only left your side a few moments prior to grab food for you both and so you decide to just scroll on your phone for a bit. But you are quickly robbed of your alone time when your friend comes back and it seems as though heâs dragging someone with him.
â(Name), this is Mikey. Mikey, this is (name). Heâs the friend that I told you about yesterday.â Mikey is anything but how you imagined him to be. Cocky, arrogant, maybe a little self-centered since thatâs how everyone who rose to fame behaved even around their friends. But he is⊠closed off. He can hold eye contact, but you take notice of the small blush painting the apples of his cheeks at having to be introduced like this.
You two seemed to have that in common.
You give a small smile in response and extend your hand, Mikey sees it and mirrors your actions. You donât think much of it, itâs a hand shake after allâbut the moment the palm of your head meets his, you feel electricity shock through your body and you both pull away with a slight hiss.
âShit-â
âOuch.â
Youâre both holding your hands back, but then you look at him and he feels different. For some odd reason, this young man you had just been introduced to looks at you as though heâs been looking for you for a long time. Your heart skips a beat. His eyes are intense, and he doesnât seem to pull his eyes away from you until you dart them back towards Kazutora with red cheeks.
Your friend watches the scene unfold before him with raised eyebrows and a small smile. He had hopes that two of his closest friends would get along, and it seemed to be going just fine.
âWow, am I interrupting something?â The playful tone to his voice seems to make the heat travel all over your body, and both you and Mikey smack him at his comment.
âDonât be such a dickhead.â You look adorable when you try to be threatening, Mikey thinks. But he also thinks that it must be you.
The girl Takemichi told him about a few days earlier, it has to be you. He doesnât know how or why, but the hand shake made him feel different about you. It was cheesy to be thinking this way, Mikey wouldâve probably teased anyone else if they had told him this. But you were staring at him with pretty eyes and pink cheeks, even your stare was a shy one up until you looked at Kazutora.
You bicker with Kazutora for a few more moments until Mikey sees him lift up his hands in defeat, a triumphant smile on his lips. You roll your eyes at this.
âFine, Iâll leave you two alone if thatâs what you really want.â This little-
âThatâs not what I said!â Your face is as red as a tomato, watching Kazutora walk away to chit-chat with some of his friends. Mikey finds himself snickering a little at this.
âLaughing at my misery?â You tell the man with a small grumble and he shrugs his shoulders before pulling out a chair.
âIt was entertainingâcan I?â You nod in response and Mikey takes a seat next to you. Your body immediately relaxes around him, and given that you were the only two people sitting at this table, you donât find yourself feeling awkward as you strike a conversation with the man.
âSo, you like bikes?â The question is genuine, but the way you phrase it has Mikey throwing his head back with a small laugh.
âI do, how were you able to tell?â He props his elbow on the table before resting his chin on his hand. He is grinning, and the way heâs staring at you makes your stomach flutter.
âA little birdie told me youâre a pretty famous racer,â You grin in return and mirror his actions, resting your chin on the palm of your hand. Mikey takes notice of what you are trying to do and lets out another laugh.
âI am, and yes I do love bikes.â
âI know, Mikey.â You chuckle at his sincerity and you see him shrug his shoulders.
âHey, Iâm an honest man. I wanted to make sure you knew I wasnât lying.â
âHonestly, you look like a terrible liar.â You giggle a little when he lets out a gasp, feigning being offended.
âI am an amazing liar!â
âOh really?â
âYeah! For example, me being an amazing liar is a lie in itself,â Mikey finds himself grinning from ear to ear when his little joke makes you laugh really hard. He truly hopes that you were her, otherwise he would be pretty bummed.
âAlright comedian, Iâm getting a little hungry. Wanna grab some food?â Manjiro doesnât say no, and so you stand up and head towards the display of various types of snacks and food to fill your plate.
The night seemed to be going pretty well.
--
You spend the rest of the night talking to Mikey as though youâve known each other for years. He lets you talk with Emma and Draken to congratulate them, and you donât notice the smile thatâs on her face when she sees you walk away with her brother. In fact, you fail to notice the various pairs of eyes lingering on you both as you sit down at the very corner, seemingly thinking that you are away from prying eyes, but you were obviously wrong. You and Manjiro looked like you were on a date.
The after-party does eventually come to an end. Kazutora tells you to get ready and you put on the coat you brought with you in case it got cold at night (which it did). Mikey walks you out of the venue, but before you can follow Kazutora to his car, he stops you with a hand around your wrist.
âHey wait,â
âYeah?â A part of you was hoping that the conversation was going that way, you had a lot of fun with Mikey during the few hours you hung out with him and you were hoping that he would do something about it.
âI had a lot of fun, and it wasnât even my own wedding,â he starts with a chuckle. âAnd I was wondering if we could hang out again.â Oh, he was bold. You liked that.
You smile at this, and you remove your wrist from his grasp before wrapping it around his hand, grabbing it firmly.
âI would love to, Mikey.â You exchange phone numbers and you walk towards Kazutoraâs car. You wave at Mikey, you see him mouth âIâll text you laterâ and it makes you blush. You get inside the car, and Kazutora immediately starts the car.
He notices how quiet you are, but you donât look upset. Youâre busy staring at your phone, almost like you were waiting for a text and then your phone pings. Your eyes light up when you see the notification, and you quickly type something on your phone.
Mikey<3
--Kazutoraâs a pretty reckless driver. Think you gonna get there safely?
You stifle a giggle before sending a reply.
--Heâs a pretty good driver actually, have some faith in him.
Kazutora doesnât take a look at your phone, but from the way you are beaming at your phone, he knows who you were talking to.
âYou two are getting along pretty well,â you donât raise your head to look at him, only nod in response.
âMhm, heâs really cute,â you say quietly and your friend smiles to himself. He hasnât seen you this excited about someone in quite some time, and for it to be his close friend out of everyone warms up his heart.
You couldnât wait to see Mikey again.
--
Mikey has a very busy schedule, you learn that from the past three weeks of texting him. You tried to make plans four times, and they were all dismissed by his team because he had something to do. You werenât even upset about it, you had been having video and phone calls with him the entire time, but he still apologizes during every call and promises to make it up to you somehow.
Which brings you to where you are right nowâstanding near your apartment building waiting for him to pick you up. You two had agreed to go back to his place to hang out, since his race was coming up soon, the paparazzi were on his ass and he didnât want that to ruin his fun time with you.
You see a black, fancy car pull up next to you and your eyes are wide as you stare at it. Mikey rolls down the window and flashes you a toothy grin, before yelling out.
âYouâre gonna keep standing there?â You are quick to get inside the car, and you take notice of how clean it is.
âI didnât think you were gonna pick me up in such a fancy car,â you admit, and Manjiro chuckles at your honesty.
âWere you expecting a bike?â
âYeah.â You smile when you see him laugh a little harder. âWhat?â
âYouâre cute, thatâs all,â you blush at his remark and cough a little, suddenly finding the ceiling of his car very interesting.
âGetting shy?â
âFocus on driving,â you say playfully and he gets stubborn, refusing to listen to you.
âOoh, did my talk of Kazutora being a reckless driver get to your head?â He rests his head on the steering wheel, and you almost panic when you see that heâs not paying attention.
âMikeyâreally, focus!â
You arrive to his place in less than twenty minutes, and you hope your face does not betray you and show him how absolutely mesmerized you are by the size of the building. You have to hurt your neck in order to see the top, and he tells you that he lives on the 20th floor, since he loves watching the city from above. You walk inside, get in the elevator and Manjiro notices the way youâre holding your purse tightly.
His hand reaches out towards you and wraps around your wrist, you look at him in surprise but immediately relax when you see the smile on his face.
âRelax, yeah?â His voice is barely above a whisper. Butterflies dance in your stomach at the way heâs addressing youâso full of love and care. You look away from him when you feel your face getting hot.
Luckily, Manjiro doesnât notice as the elevator finally comes to a halt, indicating that you finally arrived at the 20th floor. The doors open and you are greeted with a long, illuminated hallway with grey carpets on the floor and big windows on the side. Mikey is the first one to step out and you follow suit, watching as he starts to look for his keys in his pockets.
You arrive at a door with big, bold numbers on it and you wait behind Mikey as he unlocks it before stepping inside.
âCome in, make yourself comfortable.â
Mikeyâs place is as fancy as the building, but thereâs a hint of domesticity to it and it warms up your heart. There are framed pictures everywhere, trophies sitting above the bookshelf and plants in each corner of the humongous living room. The kitchen is attached to the living space, and youâre surprised when you see that the oven was turned on.
âWere you cooking?â
âYeah, Iâm actually lucky cause if we had been late, our dinner couldâve been burned.â Heâs grinning from ear to ear, while you stare at him mortified. He couldâve started a fire and heâs laughing about it?
âYou know thatâs super dangerous, Mikey.â
âI was just excited to come pick you up,â he pouts at you, and you already have this show memorized. Every time he would do something reckless and he tells you over a video call, he would pout when you scold him in hopes of getting out of it.
âPlease,â you roll your eyes, bending down to take off your shoes before putting on the slippers he had laid out for you. While dinner was still cooking, Mikey decides to give you a little tour of his apartment.
You learn that there is he makes good use of the space he has, and he tells you itâs all thanks to his sister Emma for giving him ideas. He has an office where he takes calls, a bedroom that looks rather neat compared to when you saw it over the video call a few days ago and a very pretty bathroom that is black themed. You think itâs the prettiest part of his house.
âOut of everything, you pick the bathroom?â He is amused, watching as you grab the bottles of shampoo and conditioner with a loud gasp, the fascination in your eyes warms up his chest. He truly feels like pulling you in his arms.
âThose are so cool! Have you ever broken one of these?â Manjiro raises an eyebrow at this.
âWhy?â
âI just wanna know if youâre clumsy,â you give him an innocent grin, and he pouts his lips at your comment.
âI am not clumsy.â
âHm, then I guess Kazutora lied to me.â This makes his ears perk up.
âKazutora told you about me?â You chuckle at his eagerness but nod anyway.
âHe told me you were reckless and a bit childish,â you tilt your head to the side. âStubborn, indecisive, impulsive, idiotic-â
âDid he say anything thatâs actually good,â you can sense the annoyance in his voice and chuckle before reaching out to hold one of his hands.
âHe told me you were loyal, very kind and loving. You care a lot about your family and friends, and you never let fame get to your head,â your voice is soft as you tell him all the things Kazutora told you, and the longer you hold his hand, the louder your heartbeat is in your ears.
It feels strange, almost familiar to be this close with him even through just hand holding. And when you look up from where you were holding his hand, your breath hitches at the way he is staring at you. Intense, passionateâyou canât exactly decide how Mikeyâs eyes feel, but you do know that they make you nervous. You bite your bottom lips out of nervousness, but you donât let go of his hand. Instead, your thumb caresses the back of his hand and traces soft circles there.
âAnd what do you think?â Mikey finally breaks the silence, eyes darting all over your face before settling on your lips.
âI think,â you tighten your hold around his hand, before pulling him towards you in one sudden movement. âI think you should kiss me.â
Manjiro didnât need to be told twice. His hands gripped your hips as he pinned you against his sink, lips pressed against yours in what started out as a soft, innocent kiss. But the longer your lips moved against one another, the harder it was to keep it tame. You only pull away when youâre out of breath and panting, hands gripping the fabric of shirt to pull him impossibly closer to you. He rests his forehead against yours, teeth nipping at your bottom lips before pulling you into another kiss. You gasp when you feel his lips kiss down, nipping at your jaw.
âMikeyâthe food.â You pant out.
âOh shit-â There goes your dinner.
--
Whatever Mikey cooked that night wasnât going to be served. You laugh a little at how pouty and sad he is at the incident, but you reassure him that you appreciate his effort until the very end, and even if it was ruined.
You end up ordering food for the night, and you find out that Mikey gets really excited when the food has little decorations on top. He orders a hamburger and you decide to go for a pizza, and the sheer amount of happiness on his face when he finds a little flag on top of the bun makes you coo at him.
There is a show playing while you eat, but neither of you focus on what was happening as you devour your food and talk about everything and nothing. You learn many things about Mikey, and so does he. And it seems as though the kiss you shared back in the bathroom is long forgotten, almost as though it never happened. But you do notice that Mikey is holding back on the stuff he is telling you.
âIs there anything you want to tell me?â Youâre not necessarily being confrontational, but you see him shift a little. So you noticed.
He doesnât say anything as he removes the fry from his mouth and grabs some water, and your heart sinks a little. When did it get so serious?
âMikey?â
âCan I be honest about something?â Oh no. Whenever a conversation started like this, you knew it wasnât going to end well.
âSure.â He was gonna tell you that he didnât enjoy the kissâor worse, did your breath smell? You already felt repulsed by yourself and he hadnât even said a single thing. You were getting ready for rejection, for the night to end terribly and for him to send you back home and never talk to you again. You knew it was too good to be true.
âThis might sound a little crazy, but we were lovers in the past.â Huh? You didnât know what to sayâthis sounded ridiculous, but maybe he meant when you were kids? On the playground?
âYou mean as kids or?â
âNo, I mean in a different timeline, we areâwell, were lovers.â The use of the past tense when referring to his relationship with you has a bitter aftertaste to it. He wasnât even sure what he was doing right now, you might not even be her. But he remembers his conversation with Takemichi after Emmaâs wedding, how his friend confirmed to him that yes, it was you.
âMikey, go for it.â Takemichi was grinning from ear to ear. It seemed as though you were actually alive and he did manage to save everyone this time. Even you.
âAre you sure-â
âYes,â Chifuyu interrupts with his hands in his pockets and a smile on his face. âIâm certain that itâs her.â
This was the confirmation Mikey needed, but he was still scared. What if you reject him in this timeline? What if you both donât fall in love and things donât work out? This probably scared him more than having to tell you about the whole time leap thing.
âWhat do you mean?â You donât tell him that he sounds ridiculous, nor do you laugh at the fact that he just told you that you were both lovers at one point.
âTakemichi, and my brotherâbut it doesnât matter,â Mikey shakes his head. âTakemichi was able to go back in time at one point in his life. Heâs what people might call a time leaper. He went through hell and beyond to be able to save his girlfriend from dying, but then eventually he got involved with me and thatâs how we became friends.â You see him pause to smile to himself, and you think to yourself that there is no way someone can make up a story this detailed without stuttering or missing a beat.
âEvery time he tried to fix something in the past, it would lead to a horrible outcome in the future. And he remembers thatâwell, we were together,â he frowns before continuing. âNo matter the horrible outcome, we were never separated until well, now.â
What Mikey is saying right now should make you look at him like heâs crazy, what heâs implying and the events heâs describing sound straight out of a book. And yet you still believe every word he says. You arenât sure what part of his speech convinced you that this was real, you just believe him.
âIt makes sense. The handshake made me feel some kind of way, I thought I was crazy for looking too deeply into itâbut then I felt you and I donât know, I think even hanging out as friends would do us great, yeah?â You were going on such a ramble, that you fail to notice that Mikey is a little taken aback by your understanding of the whole situation. Heâs relieved that you donât think he is crazy, but when he feels the blush crawl up his neck, he looks away from you with a loud huff.
âWhat is wrong with you?â You blink at him.
âHm?â
âYouâre being awfully understanding, I wasnât expecting it.â You find yourself cooing at him, and your hand reaches towards his face to pinch his cheek playfully.
âOh Mikey, are you shy?â You regret your words as soon as they come out. You feel his hand grab your wrist before pulling you on top of him on the couch, making you straddle him. He smirks at your wide eyed look and his hands grip your hips just like how he did in the bathroom.
âCat got your tongue?â Yes, it totally did. This side of Mikey was so unexpected but you werenât complaining. But you did feel as though he was reminding you that no matter how flustered he could get, he always had more effect on you than you could ever imagine.
--
You get over the situation on the couch rather quickly, and an hour later you decide that itâs finally time to head back home. Mikey is whiny about it, but he decides to drive you back to your place and completely forgets why he was upset in the first place. His behavior resembled one of a very needy puppy.
He parks next to your apartment building, and he immediately starts sighing out dramatically.
âMikey-â
âI cannot believe I have just been reunited with my past lover, and yet she still asks to go back to her place and urgently!â He yells out the last part, the back of his hand pressed against his forehead. âI am heartbroken.â
âI promise to text you, yeah?â You lean towards him and press a kiss to his cheek, to which he grins at.
âAnd you have to go on a date with me again very soon.â
âOkay, deal.â You quickly agree, and the smile beaming on his face makes you think that if he was always going to be this happy, then you would go on plenty of dates with him.
âGoodnight Mikey,â
âManjiro.â Your hand rests at the door, and you turn around to face him.
âYeah?â
âCall me Manjiro, I like it better.â
You smile at this and nod his way. âGoodnight Manjiro.â It sounds so sweet when it comes out of your mouth, and when you lean in to give him a kiss on the cheek, he grabs your face and pulls you into a deep kiss.
He is such a passionate kisser, a little aggressive since he keeps nipping and biting at your bottom lip and gripping the back of your headâbut you donât mind. You are dizzy when he pulls away, and he finally unlocks the door for you with a grin on his face.
âGoodnight, (Name).â
--
Over the next month and a half, not once do you question your relationship with Mikey. Itâs casual, you tell yourself. It has to be. Sure, you have shared a few passionate, and very intimate kisses but it was all casual and friendly. At least thatâs what you tell yourself.
Mikey refuses to discuss whatever is going on between you two either, chooses to brush it to the side because as much as his brain was telling him this was going well, his heart was screaming at him not to get attached. Which was too late.
The conversations you both had, the kisses you sharedâhell, you even understood the whole time leap thing and told him that when he first shook hands with you, he felt familiar. But what if Mikey fucks up again? What if he messes up like he did in the previous times, so badly to the point where even Takemichi couldnât fix it? The thoughts in his head were getting louder and more suffocating by the minute, and he was afraid that he would do it againâpush you away, or worse; lose you.
You notice that his text messages become shorter and less excited than when you both started talking, it confuses you at firstâyou brush off the idea of him losing interest in you because there was no way. You both got along so well, did he really get cold feet so suddenly?
It was even more frustrating to try to get him to talk about itâevery time you would try to bring it up, he would shut down your attempt and give a lame excuse such as âoh, Iâm just tiredâ or âI didnât get enough sleepâ. You were starting to get a little fed up.
You text Kazutora to come over, and youâre not even surprised when you hear a knock at your door not even twenty minutes later. He was always quick with these.
âWhat do you want this time, more money? My soul?â Kazutora says as he walks in, but the humorous mood he was trying to set immediately fades when he notices your distressed state.
âWow, are you okay?â His eyebrows are pinched in concern and you shake your head.
âNo, noâI think Mikey doesnât like me.â
âHuh? What do you mean?â This wasnât what Kazutora heard from Mikey himself, and he realizes almost immediately that things werenât being communicated properly between you two.
âHeâs been acting distant and coldâand I think I fucked up, maybe I shouldnât have kissed him the first time we hung out-â
âYou kissed him the first time you hung out?â Your friend was impressed, but he winces when you smack his shoulder. âShit sorryâhey listen, Iâm very sure he likes you.â
âHow can you be so sure? I really donât know what heâs thinking and itâs killing me.â You are frustrated, and itâs very understandable. But Kazutora has to explain to you how Mikey was as a person.
âItâs Mikey, heâs incredibly scared of his feelings.â He sits you down on your couch and you raise an eyebrow, waiting for him to continue. âItâs always been like this. His feelings are intense, and he is scared that it might push people away which is why heâs had the same group of friends for years--so my theory is, he really likes you. But he is scared that you do not feel the same, or worse and impossible; donât feel the same way.â
You arenât surprised that your friend knows this much about Mikey, but you still find it endearing that he was willing to explain to you in detail how his friend dealt with his feelings. You find yourself nodding at his words before resting your head on the couch.
âHow do I make him less scared though?â
âWhat do you mean?â
âI obviously like him back,â you stare at your friend. âIt doesnât take a genius to figure it out. But how do I tell him? How do I let him know that I want him? I canât have him question that, I need him to be convinced that I feel the same for him, that it doesnât scare me.â
Kazutora smiles a little at your eagerness. You and Mikey were truly the perfect match. Confident, unwavering and strong with a pinch of gentleness and care for your loved ones. He pats your head affectionately.
âDonât worry, I got the perfect plan.â
--
You shouldâve known his plan would include some of Mikeyâs closest friends. You are a blushing mess as you stand in the middle of Mitsuyaâs office in an awkward position. The lavender head is staring you down so intensely, you canât even hold eye contact with him.
âYeah, lucky her I have one ready.â Have what? You look at Kazutora who only grins at you before shrugging his shoulders.
Mitsuya then comes out and is holding what appears to be a black outfit. He hands it to you and sits back down on his chair before nodding at you to open it. You do as you are told and unfold the piece of clothing in your handsâa dress? There was pretty writing in gold, it said TOMAN on the back and Mikey written in gold right above the heart area.
âIs thisâŠ?â
âMhm, Mikeyâs old uniform when we were back in Toman.â Mitsuya says before fixing his glasses. âI tried to experiment with it a couple of times, and this is the last thing I was able to make. It should fit you as an oversized shirt.â
You hold the piece of clothing in your hand and nod at him, before darting your eyes towards your friend.
âWhat do I do with this?â
âHis race is tomorrow. You already have a VIP pass to the front row, right?â You nod in response. âCool, wear that and stand there. Iâm very sure he will be very excited.â
It sounded like a reckless planâcrazy, even. But you were down for it as long as Manjiro knew that you felt the same, and that you were willing to try again with him in this timeline. You were ready to be lovers, itâs what fate decided for you both. And although it doesnât always work out, during the two months of having known Mikey, youâve come to accept the fact that you were his and he was yours.
No matter the circumstances, you always found your way back in each otherâs lives.
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Mikey loved his job more than anything in the world. He loved the adrenaline that comes with it, the confidence boost that he gets from hearing peopleâfans, and mostly his friends and family cheer for him, was immeasurable. He was the center of attention, and such a competitive person that all eyes fell on him the moment he gets on his bike. Like a kid being handed candy, Mikey finds pure joy in holding trophies at the end of every race, and some might think he is cocky for saying thisâbut he knew that todayâs victory was going to be his.
He is getting ready to get on his bike, a heavy helmet in one hand and a bottle of water in the other. He knows his manager is saying something, but he canât really get himself to care enough to listen, mind thinking of far more important things.
He wonders how you are doing, after all itâs been a while since he last saw you and it makes him internally cringe. Avoidance was one of his worst traits, coming second to pushing people away from him. He doesnât know what he should do about the whole situation, he is far too deep in it to be able to get out without you getting mad at him or worseâchoosing not to be with him. But Manjiro is ready for whatever is thrown his way, he will fight back and try to win you ever. Even if his own fears can easily get the best of him at the worst of times.
The race starts, and Manjiro doesnât stare at the crowd cheering for him. He knows itâs the usualâHis siblings, grandpa and all of his friends cheering the name âMikey!â over and over again. It wasnât until the race ends and Mikey wins the first place that he decides to take off his helmet and flash the crowd his usual, toothy grin. Itâs contagious, and he notices how his friends keep pointing down for him to notice something in the crowdâor rather, someone.
There you were, standing so close to him yet so far awayâhow did he not notice you from the very beginning? You looked adorable, and you were wearing something that looked way too familiar. The closer he got to you, the sooner he was able to confirm that it was his old Toman uniform. And you were wearing it as an oversized shirt, with what he hoped were shorts underneath.
He doesnât miss the way his siblings and friends were snickering to themselves at his speechless state, but he chooses that he will throw a tantrum over that later. He has more important things to focus onâsuch as asking you what you were doing here, how did you get that? Does it mean that you werenât mad at him?
Mikey knew he should be careful with the paparazzi, after all they were the type to make a huge deal out of anythingâbut he has never had any dating rumor. In fact, he would always shut down the idea and say that dating wasnât for him. But now that you were standing in the crowd, looking especially adorable in his old uniform, he couldnât really decide whether to protect you from the nasty fans or to hold you in his arms and show the public that his heart belonged to one person only.
He decides to be careful for the sake of your safetyâflashes you a confident smile that has your face changing into a bright red color before giving him a curt nod which he returns. You could hear Kazutora and Baji fake gagging in the back at the sight of you two communicating silently, but you didnât care anymore. Not when Mikeyâs eyes spoke louder than any cheering you heard today.
You are patiently waiting for him next to his changing room, itâs where Emma told you to go. You appreciated that neither she, Izana nor Shinichiro teased you about being romantically involved with their brother. Though you did notice the smile that painted the older brotherâs face at your nervousness, so he decides to speak up.
âIâm glad you found each other again.â So thatâs what Mikey meant when he said that his brother was a time leaper too. Shinichiro knew about you two, but he trusted Takemichi to do the job of telling Manjiro about you.
You fiddle with your thumbs, leaning against the wall. You donât have time to get lost in your thoughts before you see Mikey storming down the hallway and towards you, ridding himself of his jacket and all the equipment that was strapped onto him as a form of protection.
âSirââ His manager tries to get his attention, but Mikey raises a single hand to dismiss his efforts.
âWhatever it is, cancel it or tell them to wait. I have far more important things to do.â You flush at his words, and youâre about to say something yourself when Manjiro grabs your hand and opens the door to his changing room. He turns out and looks at his manager once again.
âNo oneâs allowed near my room for a while, okay?â His manager raises a questioning eyebrow.
âBut sir, why-â
âIt doesnât take a genius to know why.â Mikey almost gives the man a deadpan look, and the manager seems to understand almost immediately and flushes before bowing his head and walking away in a hurry.
You are amused at how eager Mikey is about the whole situation, but you canât deny that you feel nervous about being alone with him in his changing room. Itâs fancy and private, exactly what you imagine Mikey to have since itâs not any different from his house.
Once the door is closed and locked, Mikey turns around to face you and he lets out a fascinated âwowâ, eyes darting over the newest version of his old uniform.
âYou like it?â Your voice is shy, and you feel small under his gaze as he takes a step closer to you. His hand reaches to grab the hem of your shirt and you see how his thumb grazes over the fabric. His eyes travel all the way up to your face before letting out a hum.
âAsk me again if I like it,â Manjiroâs voice is barely above a whisper, you feel his other hand grab your jaw.
âDo you like it?â You canât finish the sentence properly before heâs yanking you towards him by your shirt, the hand that was holding the hem of your shirt resting on the small of your back. His nose brushes against yours, and his eyes dart over your face in search for any sign of hesitance or wanting him to pull away.
Instead, youâre a blushing mess. But thereâs a proud grin on your face, and youâre biting your bottom lip in hopes of controlling itâMikey thinks you look too pretty up close.
âI love it, a lot.â He brushes his lips against yours, pulls back when he feels you trying to kiss him properly and when you whine, he lets out a small chuckle.
âWhat? You wanna kiss me?â You donât give him a verbal response, but you catch him off guard and capture his lips in a deep kiss. You can tell he is taken aback, but the hand that was resting on your back rests on your face and you almost feel yourself melting from him holding your face with both hands. The kiss is passionate and deep, and you feel yourself being backed up against the wall. You gasp when you feel him pin you there, and he takes the opportunity to slip his tongue inside your mouth. His hands move down from your face to grip your hips, and when he pulls away, youâre a panting mess.
He rests his forehead against yours, taking in how your face is flushed and your eyes have a thin layer of lust coating them. He hums, pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek before biting the skin there.
âI need to hear it.â And somehow, you donât even have to ask him to know what he means.
âIâm yours, I wanna be yours.â He bites at your jaw, then asks you to say it again.
âYours-â
âFuck yeah, mine.â He gently nips at your neck, and you canât think properly to tell him not to leave any love bites there. Again, you are reminded by how strong he is when he lifts you up and wraps your legs around his waist, walking towards the couch. He lays you down there, and when you see him get down on his knees, you start panicking.
âManjiro, you donât have to-â he grabs your hand and places it on his crotch, and your lips part in shock when you feel the bulge in his pants. Already? Just from making out? Your face was burning enough.
âFeel that? Yeah, I have to.â You let him take off your shoes for you, and let out a surprised squeal when he rids you of your shorts and panties in one go. You hear him groan at the sight, shamelessly spreading your legs wider for him before pressing a kiss to the back of your thigh.
âCan smell you from here, sweet thing.â His voice is raspy, and you only nod in response while licking your lips. Your hands grab at the hem of your shirt and youâre ready to pull it over your head before Mikey stops you.
âKeep it. Wanna fuck you in it.â You feel dizzy at his words. Youâve always known that Mikey was confident but this was a whole new person, not that you were complaining.
Manjiro presses a few loving kisses on your inner thighs before getting to your pussy where he stares at it for a few moments. You donât have to feel self-conscious, he doesnât let you as he presses his nose against the patch of pubes sitting right above where you wanted him the most. He parts your pussy lips with his fingers, and swipes his tongue over your folds, smiling when you give that adorable gasp over the initial contact. His thumb pulls the hood of your clit, before pressing his tongue against it. And when he sees the way you squirm and try to move away, he knows heâs doing a good job. His tongue assaults your clit over and over againâkissing, sucking and humming against the sensitive bud as his middle and ring finger push past your folds. You are far too gone to react properly to the intrusion, sitting up with a flushed face and uncontrollable moans leaving your lips.
Your stomach twitches and relaxes a couple of times, and Mikey can tell you are trying not to cum fast. So he curls his fingers up, grazing that one spot that has you covering your mouth and throwing your head back. He keeps finger fucking you at the same angle and pace, grinning to himself when your breathing stutters and you cum around his fingers, gushing so sweetly with the prettiest moans leaving your lips.
Mikey is back on his feet almost immediately, the fucked out look on your face making him groan to himself as he pulls his pants down enough to free his cock from its confines. Itâs pretty, has a slight curve to it and the tip is flushed red. Your mouth waters at the sight, hands squeezing your boobs while staring up at him, begging him to put it in your mouth.
âNot today, baby,â he reaches for a random drawer next to him and pulls out a condom. You donât have to question him before heâs wrapping it around his cock. âToday is all about you.â
It was pretty ironic considering the pathetic moan he lots out the moment he pushes himself inside you. Your pussy welcomes him with so much ease, and you wrap your legs around him to pull him impossibly closer to you. Your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him down for a kiss when he starts to move his hips against yours.
âOh fuck baby, you feel good.â Manjiro says against your lips and you can only moan in response, the angle at which he is fucking you knocking the wind out of your chest. You are already feeling dizzy enough from the sheer force of his thrusts, but when you pull your legs up on his shoulders, Mikey gives you a look that could only mean trouble.
You gasp in surprise when he lifts up your hips, pushing your upper body deeper into the couch and he starts fucking you hard. His hips are driving into yours so harshly that you feel the couch move with every movement and the soundsâfuck, you just hope that the room is soundproof because the cries you are letting out along with Mikeyâs occasional groans of âfuck yeahâ âthatâs it, take it.â Are straight up pornographic.
Your hands try to cling onto his shoulders, but settle on his muscular arms. You feel the muscle flex under your fingers, and you feel a little embarrassed that feeling his strength was what tipped you over the edge. You cum around him with a loud yelp, body stuttering and shuddering against his. You try to cling onto him for support, throwing your head back when you feel him press his thumb against your clit. You whine in overstimulation.
âI canâtâfuck, I canât!â
âOh yes you can, come on baby, make me proud.â Your eyes roll to the back of his head at the overwhelming sensation of his cock bullying its way inside along with his thumb over your clit. You think itâs humanly impossible to cum again in such a short amount of time, but you do it. Mikey pulls it out of you and this time, he collapses on top of you as you both reach your orgasms at the same time.
You think itâs magical, your fingers resting at the back of his head to brush the few hairs there. You feel him pant against your skin and hum, pressing a few kisses there.
âNeed to clean you up,â you giggle at how sleepy he sounds but nod anyway.
âYes, you do.â
âCan I just do it with my mouth?â You gasp in terror, trying to push his heavy body off of you.
âNo! Iâm too sensitive.â You feel him pout against your skin, but he gets off of you and traces his hands over your lower body.
âI like you like this, youâre so pretty.â Mikey reaches his hand up and pinches one of your nipples, making you gasp and smack his hand.
âManjiro, keep your hands to yourself.â You see his eye twitch at your comment, and suddenly he flips you on all fours and smacks your ass harshly.
âFace down, I need to taste you again.â
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the lingerie one was just yethđ« also another suggestion with old aot dilfs specifically Erwin and Levi and maybe a few othersđ you can do a whole fic or each of them diffâŠidk if that makes sense
Babes we have the same wave length đ€đ€ itâs acc crazy bc I was just thinking abt them after I wrote the other 4 boys đđ
Levi, Reiner, and Erwin seeing their partners in linger!!
Warning: semipublic, fingering, head f!receiving, angst with Erwin.
Levi remembers the first time he met you. It was at a cafe, you were finishing up some homework when his friend, Isebelle, spilled coffee on your shirt. She apologized so much, even offering her own shirt. While you were annoyed, you werenât mad. You stayed calm, reassuring she was ok. What drew Levi into you was your calmness, and found it a bit strange. After that interaction, you two kept seeing each other. Every time you saw each other, you two talked more, bits by bits, until you two talked all night.
When he finally asked you out, you were shocked he wanted you as much as you wanted him. He treated you so sweetly, giving you expensive gifts. When you met his friends, they were all nice. Hange, especially, was very friendly and made sure you felt included by asking you all these questions and dancing with you.
Levi was pretty happy, until after. All his friends wondered how he pulled you. You were gorgeous, having the perfect curves and style. He knew you were gorgeous, though. People always stared at you in awe, wondering if you were some type of model or actor. Although he knew this, he felt a bit hurt hearing it from his friends. Even meeting his nephew, Eren, and he was surprised Levi could pull someone so pretty. Although his nephew was a bit of a joker, the way Levi glared at him made you know he was serious.
He sat in your room, waiting for you to finish your makeup. One thing he realized when dating you, women take long to get ready. Although it was worth it in the end, he was hungry. His lips licked looking into his book. If it was for how good this book was, heâd cook something at home. He listened to the way you hummed as you sprayed your perfume. The homely smell synching through the whole room, making Leviâs eyes flood with want.
It was rare Levi ever initiated sex. As heâs gotten up there in age, heâs wanted more attention, not his dick. His eyes lifted, seeing the way your tits were nice and round, the arch of your pump ass, the curve in your stomach, the way your thighs were perfectly soft, everything. He wanted to kiss all up on you. You were just so perfect for him.
âLevi? You ok, hun?â You asked. His eyes catched yours, the softness that could help melt his cold gaze into a softer one. The beautiful face, staring right at him, a confused face settled in. He hummed softly, wanting to hear your voice. âI asked if you could help me put my necklace on.â
âYeah, sure.â Levi spoke, getting up. His fingers lifted the necklace, seeing if it was better tighter or looser.
âI like it like that.â You muttered. He hummed, clipping the necklace. âI canât wait for the surprise dinner, Levi. I feel like we never go on dates anymore.â
âWe see each other everyday, why would we go on dates just as often?â Levi asked, holding your waist.
âYeah, only for a bit though. We should do more things outside the house.â You disagreed. He hummed, smelling the fragrance better. His lips pressed on the soft neck before kissing your neck again. âHm?â
âYou just smell so good.â Levi muttered, planting another kiss on your neck. Your breath hitched as he nibbled on your neck. You felt your arousal getting the best of you. Your hips started to grind back into Levi, wanting him as much as he wanted you, But you two had plans and it was already 8. Levi planted another kiss on your neck before pulling apart from you. âLetâs go.â
âLevi.â You whined, pulling his hand. His eyes fell on your bra, or rather lacy bra? Was that lingerie?
You smiled, as his eyes were glued to your chest. The red lingerie you ordered had caught his eyes. You bought it to surprise him. Everyone told you, you werenât going to catch his surprised eyes. With how hard he is to surprise, how could you do something different than most people? Although they were right most of the time, here you were standing, his widened eyes staring at the little peek of the lingerie. His eyes fell on yours, before walking up to you. His hands pulled up the front, hiding the peek.
âYou need to make sure this isnât showing.â He told you. You bit the inside of your lip, smiling as his cheeks were red. You put your hand on his, his cold fingers touching your chest. You let out a gasp, wanting him to touch your slick. Leviâs glared at you, starting to get a bit louder. âLove, letâs go get something to eat.â
âLevi, please.â You whispered into his ear. You felt his heavy inhale, his head turning to check the time. His hands wrapped around your ass, picking you up. You giggled, as you fell on the bed. He took off the top, seeing the lacy red lingerie, giving him sneak peaks of his dessert.
His finger pushed the lingerie out of the way, giving your clit a circle motion. You gasp, feeling the slick start to get wetter. He used this to his advantage, using it to play with your already soaked cunt. Your eyes closed, feeling your body shake.
Dating you for 5 years entitles Levi to know exactly your weaknesses. Like that one spot on your neck he softly kisses. The way his feverish hands plunge into your cunt but just as fast out of her. The soft strides he gives you neck, his breathing giving you relief.
Your eyes closed as you gasped, you knew what was about to happen. Your legs tightened as your hips shake against his. You were so close, so fucking close. You could feel the orgasm you were about to let out. Before the feeling in your stomach could pop, his hands stopped and his face backed away. Your eyes widened as you watched him get up.
âWait til after dinner.â Levi spoke.
Reiner was country. What you meant exactly what you said. He was the type of boy who wore flannels and jeans with those big belts to places. He was the boy who owned a farm and had the build for it. So safe to say Reiner was to himself most of the time. He barely talked to his family so why would he talk to anyone else?
That was until his cousin introduced you two. You were the prettiest girl he had ever seen. You would give him a sweet smile while those adorable eyes stared at him. The way you laughed and gave him a light touch on his arm when heâd tell a joke. The sound of your voice as you asked him a question about his life, and heâd answer quickly. The way your intelligence allowed you to correct him or his cousin, it made him feel all sorts of things. You were just as sweet as the tea his momma made him when he was younger. So it was no surprise when he asked you out, in secret because you were still his cousinâs friend.
You two took your relationship slow, not wanting to rush into things too quickly. He remembered the first time he held your hand, your hand was as soft as softened butter. When you two hugged for the first time, he couldnât get enough of your scent. He tried to find it in stores but could never. Your first sweet, slow, kiss. The kiss that took and gave the air he needed to survive. He knew he had to have you, and you were gonna be his wife.
So here you are now, bringing out 2 cups of lemonade and a sandwich, one lemonade for you and the sandwich and drink for him. He has been working all day, not taking any breaks because he wanted to be with you again. In your arms, listening to you talk about whatever. Although it was cute, you missed him so much. Your heart ached for your man, and his heart ached for you.
You put the two cups on the outside table, walking towards the man. Your hips seductively swayed with what you wore. Your hair was in a cute hairstyle you liked and knew Reiner would love. A tree branch snapped under your shoe, making the man jump as he turned to see you. You saw the love in his eyes as they softened, watching you stand there, smiling.
âSweetheart, wanna come eat? Youâve been working nonstop and I miss you.â You muttered. His lips thinned, before looking at the farm animals who just got fed. The sounds of them oinking and chirping could make him go crazy if he hasnât been working since he was just a kid.
âI have only a couple more tasks to do, then Iâll eat, promise my sweets.â Reiner told you, giving you a soft kiss on the forehead.
âYour drink will get warm, just take a 15 minute break.â You pout.
You were so spoiled. When you started dating Reiner he was the type to spoil you. Whatever you wanted you got, and it was something he had an ego about. His girl could get anything she wanted, and she did. Even seeing you sometimes made him feel himself, in the clothes and jewelry he bought. Hair he paid for, nails he sent you the money for. He knew you were spoiled, but was happy you were.
That was until you started your shit. The pouting that always made him feel bad. The whining that forced him to come to you. It always made his heart burn with ache, even if he knew you were being a little brat. It was something he couldnât handle. His friends could always see that, and teased him for it. Itâs not his fault he's weak for you. You're the air that flows through his veins. The poison he chose to release into his heart.
âHoney, I can just drink warm, uh, lemonade. It wonât be warm by the time Iâm done, so please.â Reiner was cut off.
âEverytime you say that, itâs always late and the sun has gone down. You need to eat three meals a day, not one, not two, three. So you better get your ass over there and eat your sandwich and drink your lemonade.â You snapped, before turning away from him. His eyebrow went up when you started to walk away.
âBabe, Iâm sorry, just give me 30 minutes and Iâll be done.â Reiner bargained.
âThatâs a half of an hour! No.â You argued. Reinerâs eyes widened before turning, seeing the animals make their noises. His eyes fell on the sun that was still beaming its rays. Then finally, his eyes set on you.
The middle of the summertime was such a hot time in the south. It made folks feel sticky and uncomfortable while walking in the heat. He had been sweating since 9 am, but now he feels every drop coming down, soaking his white wife beater. His beard starts to feel itchy as he finally looks at you fully.
You wore these Jean booty shorts that were too damn tight to be wearing out to anyone else but him. If you bent over everyone could see the round ass that jiggled with each step you took. The tight white wife beater on you, was it a crop top? He could see your beautiful stomach and boobs he could just kiss and lick. The gorgeous body you had was one of the things he loved about you, but that isnât what heâs looking at right now. The thong straps that say perfectly on your hips to the lingerie that showed from your tiny ass undershirt. If he wasnât turned on just talking to you, he now was. He felt his erection start to stir.
âWhat?â You asked, the smile on your lips showing. You knew what you were doing, honestly nothing you wore was an accident. You wanted to impress the man in front of you, who worked oh so hard. He spoiled you to the point you have everything you could want and need, and he never asks anything in return except your love.
You bit your lips as he went closer to you. He was so damn close and so hot. His lips fell onto yours as you two stood next to the barn. His lips were soft, just like his kisses. He hummed into the kiss, before picking you up.
You two passed the food and drinks you put down, letting him guide you to the patio table. Once he put you down, you gasped, allowing his tongue to guide through your mouth. Your tongue twisted with his, humming as he grinded against you. The sensation made your pussy clam down onto nothing.
You knew you wanted him so bad, his dick so bad. You heard your button pop so you lifted your ass to help him take it off. The thong was a matching set that made him go crazy. You moaned out as his fingers fell into your lips. The slick helped him, as he groaned. He wanted to move your body up and down as your tits jiggled in his face. He wanted you to moan his name repeatedly as you came all over his dick.
He hummed, putting away from your mouth, going to attack your neck. The small pecks as his fingers moved faster in and out of your cunt had made a loud moan fall out of your lips. Reiner and you lived bits away from your neighbors, it was a walk away but an annoying 20 minute walk.
His teeth bit your neck before his thumb started to rub all over your clit. Your hips moved back and forth, wanting to cum all over his fingers. You wanted to let him control you, and fuck you into bliss. You were ready for the orgasm, you couldnât even think about anything but that. As you felt your release start, it suddenly stopped. Your eyes opened as you saw Reiner suck his fingers off, savoring your taste before they came out with a loud pop.
âThat was 5 minutes, need to get back to work, letâs continue this later.â Reiner told you.
Erwin Smith. There was so many things to call that man. Hard working, stubborn, arrogant, smart, patient, kind, egotistical, caring, loving, and so much more. He was one of the most hard working people you knew. Working from 7 to 5, taking extra shifts for people, taking on projects if people said it was too hard for them. So hard working, and caring. If his colleagues needed lunch, heâd share his own, so kind too. But if they tried paying him back heâd refuse, and asking if they wanted more, stubbornness. If someone quit and heâd take it on and was positive he was able to do it, so arrogant and egotistical. He showed love to anyone who needed it, someone who was in the pouring rain in trouble all the time.
That person was you, who never could hold a steady relationship and when you did the men always caused trouble. May it be illegal trouble or family trouble was all but a roll of dice. He met you when it was pouring out raining, your ex just kicked you out of your own damn house and wouldnât allow you back in. This one had illegal trouble and you still loved him so you didnât call the cops. Your outfit was soaking wet when Erwin offered you a coat. You took it, thanking him, before he saw the teary eyes you had, something the rain couldnât make you do.
You two sat in a Chinese restaurant for hours, you talking about your troubles. He gave you good advice before paying for your food and driving you back. He watched as you knocked but your ex wouldnât allow you to come in still, although it had been 5 hours. Erwin wasnât one to get mad, but boy did he. He jumped out of his car, pounded on the door, telling them they had to let you come in or youâd call the cops, an empty threat on your part, but not in his. That definitely forced them to open the door before being kicked to the curb. Erwin stayed with you that night, making sure your ex didnât bother you.
You knew Erwin for 2 years after that. The two of you would order food and sit and talk for hours. It wasnât until one drunk night you two had sex was when you realized how much you liked him. That morning he made you breakfast, and you couldâve swore you fell in love. You couldn't fall in love with someone so quick but god did he show you wrong.
And yes you two did have your ups and downs, but when the ups were up, did it feel like you were floating on clouds. But your downs were bad. Since his new project, he hasnât been home at all. Getting home late, being too tired to even talk to you. By the time you woke up he was gone.
But tonight he promised you a date night at 6. He would come home at 5, freshen up, before taking you out to a nice dinner with beautiful scenery. You two would walk on the beach, talking about what you two havenât been saying for the past month. Then go home and watch a movie, maybe fuck a little, before going to sleep.
So you made sure to put in the perfume you know he loves. The hairstyle he couldnât stop complimenting. The outfit his eyes couldnât stop staring at. You were so excited for your date, your music blasting as you got even more excited, adrenaline pumping you didnât even realize it was passed 5 and the door wasnât opened.
The only reason you noticed was to change a song, seeing it was 5:20. Maybe he was late, you thought as you made sure to look sexy. He might be picking up something, maybe flowers or chocolate. You excitedly waited, sitting on the couch.
5:20 quickly turned into 6, and 7 fastly approached, but donât let 8 stop you from waiting, and by 9 you started to take off your outfit. After texting him 20 times, you realized he either forgot or was too busy with the project. By 10 you were laying in bed, eating leftovers and chips.
Once 11 strolled by you finally heard the door that was supposed to open 6 hours ago. You heard as shoes were kicked off and keys jiggling. You listened as the footsteps slowly approached the bedroom, and the knob turned. He walked in, seeing you sitting on your shared bed, glaring before looking back at your show.
âLove, Iâm sorry. I didnât mean to be gone for so long.â Erwin sighed, before going to kiss you. You moved your face, dodging him away from you. His eyes widened, seeing the stubbornness come off of you. âI said I was sorry.â
âSorry isnât going to fix this, you know better than anyone we havenât been able to see each other and you stood me up! You couldâve sent me a text or something, but no! You stood me up, and I was really excited for this.â You paused, feeling tears start to come up and the gunk in the back of your throat. Your nose starts to feel stuffy as your hands start to shake. âIt isnât fair, Erwin. I miss you.â
You felt tears start to fall. You remember when talking to your exs, theyâd brush you off or call you sensitive. They wouldnât care how you felt, and would leave you to cry while they continued their night. You felt your head pushed onto his shoulder. Erwin was different. He listened to you, and cared about your feelings. You knew that, and you knew he didnât mean to be late. But it still hurts, especially when he promised heâd be here.
âIâm so sorry, princess.â He whispered as he smoothed your hair. Your tears softly strained his button up. His heart ached, he didnât want to cause this much pain for you. He just wanted you to have everything you desired but he has to work to provide that. But he knows you just want to be with him.
His lips gave a kiss on your neck, making you gasp. You didnât mean for it to come out, it just did. He looked at you, in question. You didnât realize how long it had been since heâs given you at least his fingers. Your body was starting to feel it, your panties dampening.
Your eyes fell on his own, before leaning in. You gave him a soft kiss, before deepening it. You could hear the breaths he had while he went back and forth to kiss you. The small scent of cologne being able to smell. It drove you wild. You wanted, no, needed him.
You went on top of him, kissing him slowly. The slow but deep kisses showing how deeply you two missed and cared for each other. He made sure you felt it as his hands rubbed your ass. As you moaned, his tongue went into yours. It moved with yours, not wanting to be rough.
Erwin always puts your needs first, flipping you into bed. You gasped feeling his lips peck your neck, before looking at your sleeping t-shirt. He took it off, before seeing the beautiful lingerie making his eyes widened. His eyes fell onto yours. You felt small, compared to his demanding eyes staring right back at you.
âErwin, please.â You muttered.
He kissed your breast, particularly the middle. Your eyes widened as you felt your clit pulse in your pants. His mouth sucked into one of your mounts before his hand rolled the nipple. You felt your eyes close and your cunt felt sensitive to this touch. He knew exactly how to touch you, and how rough or gentle he could be.
You mumbled as he gave you tits one more kiss before going down. He took off your sleeping shorts, before seeing the matching set. You knew this would drive him crazy, but the tent in his pants made you want to close your legs,
âAll for me, my love?â Erwin asked. You nodded as you hummed. He pulled the panties to the side, getting a lick from your lick. You gasped as his lips kissed your clit. You didnât know what was happening, but you knew the feeling in your stomach too well. Your eyes watered as he kept kissing your clit.
âErwin, please, Iâm gonna.â Before you could finish, his tongue started to suck your clit. The wet tongue kept sucking and licking, making your legs shake. You knew you were so close, so fucking
close. You moaned out, hips wiggling in his grasp.
He kissed your clit before pushing his tongue inside your pussy. Licking all the slick that came out. Your stomach snapped as you moaned out his name repeatedly, almost begging. You saw stars, having to get yourself to come down. Back down to Erwin, who was helping you ride out your orgasm. Your neighbors would know who he was by the end of the night as you came down from your high, you looked at him. He licked his lips, staring at you
âOne more.â He muttered, before his thumb pressed on your clit.
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FRRR !! Eren x Mikasa for life !! Ship them til my last breath. But modern au?? GIRL EREN HAS A BLACK PARTNER IDCCC!! And our girl Mikasa?? Definitely is dating a black girl 2!!
Erens first semester of college he definitely meets all kind of new people I head cannon that Eren lived in Germany until he was ten then moved to the states and met Armin and the rest. Even so he grew up privileged in a mostly white area. No one should be surprised when he comes back to his hometown the annual thanksgiving that includes his family and his friends and he brings a black girl. The kind that taught him all he could need to know about the systems of white supremacy and patriarchy, the kind that introduced him to Boondocks and black panther comics. The kind that let him watch mesmerized as she washes her Afro or locs or braids, the kind who taught him about Tulsa and new Jim crow and all kinds of things about the black struggle, about black culture, about black beauty and his eyes light up as she talks about it not caring at all how taboo it might be for the dinner table. He's so proud of her and he is clearly whipped. Carla is just happy Eren found someone to match his passion.
Yeah Eren and black girls go together real bad.
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I LOVE THIS SOMEONE MAKE A FIC ABT THIS RN !!
Erens first semester of college he definitely meets all kind of new people I head cannon that Eren lived in Germany until he was ten then moved to the states and met Armin and the rest. Even so he grew up privileged in a mostly white area. No one should be surprised when he comes back to his hometown the annual thanksgiving that includes his family and his friends and he brings a black girl. The kind that taught him all he could need to know about the systems of white supremacy and patriarchy, the kind that introduced him to Boondocks and black panther comics. The kind that let him watch mesmerized as she washes her Afro or locs or braids, the kind who taught him about Tulsa and new Jim crow and all kinds of things about the black struggle, about black culture, about black beauty and his eyes light up as she talks about it not caring at all how taboo it might be for the dinner table. He's so proud of her and he is clearly whipped. Carla is just happy Eren found someone to match his passion.
Yeah Eren and black girls go together real bad.
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Time to sit my ass down and write
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