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Eremika Week Day 1: First Meeting/First Time

Rating: Mature

"Eren, you're not a bad person." [MANGA SPOILERS]

Welcome to Eremika Week 2018! I'm thrilled to be back writing again for a second year in a row. And, uh, wow what a way to start. This is the only mature piece I've written for this week and the first smut I've ever written, so please bear with me lol. This meeting takes place post-Marley battle after Eren has been released from prison. Enjoy, and expect a new fic each day this week.

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Mikasa's curled fist lightly knocks against Eren's shut door. Though he has just been freed from his time in prison, he continues to act distant, and Mikasa intends to know why. Her knock echoes off the wooden frame, but no response comes from inside.

"Eren," she calls.

The repeated silence is stifling.

"I'm coming in," she announces, her hand twisting the knob. The door slowly opens, revealing Eren laying on his bed, his back flat and his eyes looking upward toward the ceiling. He has most definitely heard her.

Only when Mikasa shuts the door behind her does Eren finally glance toward her. His eyes are darkened, lacking every bit of the fire and rage that once existed in them. Though he slowly sits up, he keeps the silence and diverts his gaze down to the ground.

"Why didn't you answer?" she asks when he says nothing.

"Did you want me to?"

Mikasa frowns. She still stands near the door, unsure whether or not to close the space between them just yet.

"Why are you acting strange?" she asks quietly, pressing her palms back against the door behind her.

"Why are you here?" Eren asks in response.

She digs her nails into her palms, beginning to become frustrated with his lackluster answers.

"I wanted to check on you," Mikasa says innocently enough. "You haven't been yourself since…"

"Since I left to Marley? I hadn't noticed. Thanks for making me aware," he replies coldly, still avoiding her gaze.

Mikasa takes a deep breath and steps forward. Her shoes clack against the wooden floor until the sound of a harsh slap echoes through the room. Eren clutches his reddened cheek, finally being forced to make eye contact with her.

"Oi, Mikasa?! What was that for?" he exclaims. His eyes may still be dull, but she's beginning to hear the familiar inflections of his voice again.

She kneels down so that now they are both at head level.

"Why won't you talk to the others?" she asks.

"They wouldn't want to speak to me. Don't you think I'm a monster too?" Eren asks, his voice becoming dreary again.

In all the trials she's faced alongside Eren, not once has Mikasa ever perceived him to be so. Even in his titanic form, she's still seen the same passionate soul deep down. Even in his recent trip to Marley, she knows his intentions were meant to be good. She knows he blames himself for Sasha's death, for Historia's pregnancy, and for most likely any future evils that will come to them.

Mikasa reaches her hand forward toward his face. Eren winces, most likely fearing she'll hit him again, but she gently presses the cheek she slapped and runs her thumb across the warm skin there.

Eren shuts his eyes and takes in a deep breath.

"I'm sorry," she says quietly. She moves to pull her hand away, but Eren grasps it with his own hand.

"How can you not despise me?" he asks. She can hear the pain in his voice. Why must he think that there can never be anything good in the world for him?

"Eren—"

"I've done awful things. I saw the pain in your eyes in Marley. You were scared of me then," Eren argues. He slowly lets her hand drop from his grasp.

Mikasa bites her lip before turning to face him again. "Eren, you're not a bad person."

Eren looks away. She can tell he doesn't believe her.

"You're just saying that. Even Armin looks at me differently now. You probably should too. For your own sake."

Mikasa can feel her heart breaking. He is starting to act cold again, just when she thinks she's gotten him to open up to her.

"It's true the others are frustrated, but that's because you haven't been willing to talk to them. But I know you. You've done more for me than anyone else," Mikasa reminds him.

"You watched me kill those traffickers violently, ruthlessly," Eren mentions.

"You saved me. You wrapped—" she grasps the fabric underneath her neck, "—this around me."

Eren looks away, seemingly still not convinced.

Mikasa has grown tired and restless over Eren's crippling mental state these past few years. She glances at him, finding that his eyes are looking down at the floor again. He barely seems to notice she's in front of him. The raven-haired girl takes a deep breath, then leans forward. In a swift action, her lips press against his.

Eren inhales in surprise, but his lips move against hers, if only briefly. He pulls away first, his eyes widened more than ever. His fingers begin to move through his own long brown hair that's been pulled back.

"Why?" he asks after a period of silence settles between them. "Why do you want me?"

"I love you," Mikasa honestly replies.

"You shouldn't use that as an excuse for me to always shine bright in your eyes," Eren murmurs.

"I'm not. I love you because I truly believe you have what's best for everyone in mind. I love the person you've become."

"Stop lying to yourself…" Eren's voice trails off, and she notices that his limbs are beginning to tremble slightly.

Mikasa stops talking, wondering if she's made a grave mistake. She slowly takes a seat on the ground and interlaces her fingers together. Should she leave? Should she apologize? Should she—

The silence is broken by Eren's feet sliding against the floor as he kneels down beside her. He reaches his hands forward and takes her face into them. Mikasa reacts with a jolt as he closes the gap between their two mouths.

When their kiss ends, Eren is still lightly holding her cheeks. She finds that tears have begun to spring from his green eyes.

"I don't deserve you," he tells her pitifully. He collapses forward, resting his head on her shoulder. She wraps her arms around and holds him close as his entire body shakes.

"Eren, it's okay," she whispers near his ear as he continues to cry into her shoulder. "I'll stay with you."

He sits up and stares at her, dumbfounded, until she leans forward to kiss him again. This time, he readily receives it. Mikasa clutches the fabric of Eren's shirt as their mouths fight for dominance while his hands grasp tightly onto her waist, pulling her closer to him until she is sitting in his lap.

Mikasa only has a few seconds to catch her breath before their mouths align again. They only kiss briefly because Eren's mouth begins to slide down from her mouth to chin and then her neck where he sucks the skin. Mikasa quietly whimpers, beginning to feel a tingling sensation throughout her entire body.

She moves forward slightly and wraps her legs around his waist, feeling the bulge growing underneath her. Eren suddenly grabs ahold of her and lifts her. Mikasa expects him to toss her on his bed, but he sets her down gently.

"Wait," Mikasa says, sitting up. Eren pauses, his staring intensifying as she leans forward to shove her shoes and socks off. "I didn't want to get dirt on your sheets," she explains when he looks at her quizzically.

In a second, it doesn't matter anymore. Eren leans down again to engulf her in more kisses. His hands are beginning to roam under her shirt, his fingertips pressing and tracing across her hot skin. She finds her own hands beginning to play with the bottom of his own shirt. Eren sheds his top in one quick motion. He glances at her, as if to ask the same, and Mikasa silently nods.

Heat begins to pool in Mikasa's abdomen as presses hands against Eren's bare chest. A moan echoes from her throat when he bends down to suck her throat again.

"Mikasa," he breathes, his chest heaving up and down. "Do you want me to stop?"

She slowly shakes her head, even if she is quivering.

"Are you sure? I've never—and you haven't—"

"I wouldn't want it to be with anyone else," she tells him, reaching up to clasp a hand around the back of his neck. She can feel the sweat gathered there.

He struggles with unclasping her bra, so she does it for him. She can't help but giggle at his failed attempts.

"Shut up," he murmurs, beginning to sound like his old self. "Like I said, I'm not very experienced—" As the bra falls away, he kisses her exposed back. Mikasa shudders and slowly lies back down again.

Eren's hands reach forward, cupping her breasts. She lets out a sigh as his fingertips run across the peaked tips of her nipples. When he leans forward and sucks, the growing heat down there becomes unbearable.

She slowly reaches forward, grasping onto the waistband of Eren's pants. As she slowly slips them down, he does the same with her. Clothing is shed until they're both bare.

Eren slips a hand down Mikasa's underside and runs his fingers along her slick folds. She whimpers and nearly cries out as he presses against her sensitive bundle of nerves. Mikasa slowly pushes Eren's hand away, noticing his twitching excitement.

"Are you ready?" Eren asks.

"Please be gentle," Mikasa begs, barely a whisper.

He leans forward so she can rest her hands on his shoulders as she feels his tip pressing against her heat. She lets out a slight grunt of pain as he begins to enter.

"Are you okay? Should I stop?" Eren asks, worry in his tone.

Mikasa shakes her head, and leans up to kiss him as he fully sheathes himself inside her. She takes a few deep breaths and moves her body slightly, adjusting. Eren is patient until she gives the confirmation to move.

Mikasa's pain slowly begins to dissolve into pleasure as Eren begins to move slowly in and out of her. She would've thought him to be quick and rough, but he keeps his eyes on her and leans down to kiss her with every thrust. Gentle moans and whimpers leave her throat as she meets each thrust.

Both become too overwhelmed with pleasure to speak coherently anymore. Skin presses against skin and grunts and moans echo from their mouths with each thrust.

Though Mikasa appreciates Eren's gentleness, she is growing restless. She grips onto his shoulders, nails piercing Eren's skin. She doesn't feel too sorry, knowing the scratches will heal quickly.

"Faster," she begs.

The bed begins to creak loudly as Eren picks up his pace. Mikasa's eyes are threatening to close as the tension building in her abdomen grows.

"Eren," she breathes, a deep moan rising from her throat. She can barely meet his thrusts anymore.

"Mikasa," he calls weakly through pants. "I'm about to—"

Before he can even finish his sentence, a scream erupts from Mikasa's throat as the tension explodes. Pure ecstasy fills her body as her walls clamp down on Eren's hardness, and she sees stars. A second barely passes before Eren cries out, and with one last thrust, he empties himself inside her.

The two cling onto each other as the last bit of their pleasure fades. Slowly, Eren pulls out and collapses on top of her. Mikasa holds him close as her lungs gasp for air.

"I love you," Eren mutters, so quietly that Mikasa isn't even sure if she's heard him correctly. But then he leans forward to kiss her once more, and she knows she's heard right.

Slowly, Eren moves off of her and turns on his side to face her. Mikasa nestles in close to him, the cold now returning as her heartbeat and body temperature drop. Eren is awake just long enough to wrap the covers around them but soon falls asleep with his arm draped around Mikasa's backside.

Mikasa takes longer to fall asleep. She moves a stray hair from his face and stares as him as he peacefully sleeps. The Eren next to her reminds her of a young child, one who never had a huge burden placed on his shoulders and just wanted to see life outside of the walls. She knows that is who he truly still is deep down.

Tiredness begins to take over for Mikasa too. She leans forward, planting a kiss against his warm cheek before succumbing to the same blissful sleep.

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Hi, some quick notes about safe sex: Please use protection if you're not trying to get pregnant (I hope that's obvious). Also a big but overlooked thing: Ladies, please pee after having sex! It helps prevent UTIs. Okay my mom lecture is done. Go forth my children.