Author's note: In my senior year of high school I wove a flag out of g-strings and this fic is basically the literary equivalent of that.

ALRIGHT SO FIRST OFF this is dedicated to Cielle's Amour, who tastefully requested "Sasha x everyone" (and who also writes some triple A smut). This trash is all for you bae. Also, for anyone wondering what happened after I deleted my tumblr account, I literally just made a new one. I couldn't leave. You can find me at Jureeya and at Kanekis-chesthair. Finally, shout out to my good chum Morgan, who is wonderful, and Scully, who left the best review on "Summer night." That was my only real goal, dude.

I'm not so much into SNK anymore so this is a little tongue in cheek.

The forest was filled with the chirping of birds and insects as Sasha lead her horse along the rocky woodland path, brushing her sweaty bangs back from her forehead. Her squad had been assigned to four a.m. training that morning, and it was already mid afternoon when her commanding officer had finally let them off. She was exhausted, and the cool, crisp spring air was little comfort. All she wanted to do was curl up and take a nap until next week.

After a long winter, the castle that housed the Survey Corps headquarters was surrounded by an explosion of brilliant green life. Sunlight struck the curtains of ivy growing up its steadfast stone wall, and although the military had done their best to make the place look appropriately austere, a spray of wildflowers had sprung up around the edges of the surrounding woods, adding bright pink and red to the scene. During the night there had been a small thunderstorm, and though there was not a cloud in the sky at the moment, the earth still smelled of rainfall. The hooves of Sasha's tied horse turned the soil as she held on to its reins, stirring up the scent.

After not too long she came to the stables where the soldiers' horses were kept and, relieved, began to remove her mount's tack. Her horse nickered, nudging her with his muzzle as she slid his saddle off and hung it on the half-door of his stall. With a conspiratorial smile, she reached into her pocket and pulled a stolen apple from the saddlebag, using her teeth to break of a small piece to offer to the animal.

"Braus."

Sasha jumped, hiding the rest of the apple behind her back and turning from her horse to see Levi and Hanji standing at the entrance of the stables. She saluted, eyeing them curiously. Although it was not uncommon to see Hanji speaking privately with Levi or sometimes Eren, it was rare for her to pay attention to any of the rookie officers. "Yes?"

It was Levi that had spoken, and he stepped forward, leaving Hanji observing quietly behind him. "I want to preface what I am about to say by making it perfectly clear that you are allowed to refuse. This is not an order, but a…" he glanced back at Hanji, "Request. You are by no means obligated to accept."

"A friendly request," Hanji piped up, smiling good-naturedly at Sasha.

Sasha frowned, confused. A request? From Levi? He had never once spoken to her in her life. It wasn't inconceivable that he would talk to a low-ranking officer like herself, but the fact that he had singled her out was beyond strange. "I'll do what I can for humanity's sake, sir," she answered, unable to shake the feeling that she had better choose her words carefully.

"Ah," he muttered, nodding at her response. "I'd wait until you hear what it is before saying that." Crossing his arms, he turned to look at Hanji, who stepped forward with an almost childish look of excitement. "We were simply wondering if you would like to take part in a little experiment."

"She was," Levi corrected quietly.

"Stop being such a killjoy," Hanji hissed, shooting him a look. She turned back to Sasha with a slick smile. "In any case, I was wondering if you would like the chance to sample a little bit of a new drug I've come up with. We've already tested it on rats and pigs and—"

Before she could stop herself, Sasha interrupted: "A drug?"

"Yes, well, more of a…" the squad leader looked to Levi, who shrugged. "supplement, really. I was working on a chemical solution to preserve titan blood and instead stumbled upon a rather interesting compound. I gave it to a few lab rats and they didn't die, and I've been running tests on several other mammals since, so I'm quite certain it's not particularly harmful. I'd just really like to know what effect it has on humans."

"You want me to test your drugs?"

"To put it bluntly."

"I know this is more than a little uncalled for," Levi added, giving Hanji a pointed glare, "and unprofessional, and frankly fucking rude—"

"Levi you are such a—"

"But Hanji made a convincing case for her little project, so I offered let her ask."

"Why thank you," Hanji said, smiling broadly.

Levi ignored her. He looked Sasha straight in the eyes, putting special emphasis on his words. "I just want to make sure that you're completely aware that you don't have to do anything."

Sasha looked back at her horse, who was starting to paw the ground impatiently as he waited for her to finish brushing him down. "I mean," she started, looking around with a shrug. "I don't know, my old man always warned me about taking drugs…"

"I'll give you the rest of the day off and twice your usual ration for tomorrow's breakfast," Hanji said.

"I never listened to my old man much."

"That's the spirit!" Hanji walked forward and slapped Sasha on the shoulder, winking as she began to steer the young soldier out of the stables. "It'll be loads of fun, trust me. You're doing a huge service to the scientific community, I swear. Huge favor. Very important." She glanced at Levi as she lead Sasha past him. "Say, grumpy, can you find someone to take care of Miss Braus' horse for her? She'll be…hors de combat for the remainder of the day."

"What's that mean?" Sasha asked, twisting to look at Hanji's excited face as she felt her stomach sink. What had she gotten herself into?

"Never you mind," Hanji assured her as Levi, grumbling, walked off.

"Come on now, it's going to go down just like cough syrup."

"I've never had cough syrup."

"Well, science is all about firsts."

Hanji had brought her into what looked like a small office. Sasha sat anxiously on the cracked leather couch as the squad leader busied herself behind the desk, pulling out several flasks and bottles before giving a gleeful "Here!" and all but slamming a thin glass vial down on the desktop. Inside, a cloudy rust-colored liquid swirled, catching the thin rays of sunlight streaming through the window. "Alright, ready?"

"Wait," Sasha piped up as Hanji began to tug the cork out of the vial. "You're going to tell me what it does, right? You wouldn't just give it to me without knowing what it does."

"That's the question of the hour!" Hanji said happily tossing the cork into a drawer, and, without missing a beat, nearly jumping across the room to where Sasha was sitting. "Now open wide for me."

"You don't know what it does?!"

"I said it was an experiment."

Sasha was suddenly starting to regret agreeing to any of this. She shook her head, swallowing nervously, and pictured in her mind's eye the beautiful sight of a double-helping of breakfast the next morning. Almost anything was worth double breakfast. "You know how long it lasts, though, right?"

Hanji shrugged, holding out the vial for her to take. "Not a clue."

"You've got to be kidding me." Nonetheless, Sasha reached out and took the little bottle, rolling it in between her fingers and watching the liquid ripple inside. Squeezing her eyes tightly shut, she raised it to her lips and tossed it back, feeling it slip down her throat like oil. She coughed, startled by the sharp fizz that left her scrunching her nose. It tasted like ginger and rock salt.

"See? I knew it wouldn't be so bad," Hanji said, gently plucking the empty vial from Sasha's grasp and setting it aside. "How do you feel? Is your throat closing up? Do you feel a rash coming on?"

Sasha shook her head, still coughing. "I'm fine. Can I just get some water?" she croaked, pointing to the door of the office.

"Of course." Hanji stood back, allowing Sasha to push herself to her feet and start towards the door. "Just remember to come back when you're done! You shouldn't be wandering around alone while you're on that stuff."

Sasha paused, turning back. "I thought you said you didn't know what it did."

The squad leader gave her a thumbs-up. "We don't, but my educated guess would be that you're in for a bit of a ride." Before Sasha could ask what she meant, Hanji was guiding her smoothly out the door and into the hall, pointing to a staircase at the end. "There's a well outside. Hurry back!"

What on earth is the military doing with that woman?

Sasha turned the handle of the well, wiping perspiration off of her brow. It wasn't particularly hot out, but even the simple action of drawing up the water bucket had made her break out sweating. In fact, her whole body felt inexplicably hot. Finally pulling the bucket up, she set it on the ground and reached up to undo the first few buttons of her blouse, pulling open the fabric and letting the spring air cool the burning skin of her breasts. "Damn," she muttered, "that's nice."

Sitting down in the shade of well's shadow, she grabbed the bucket, quickly gulping down a few mouthfuls of water before turning it upside down and pouring the cool liquid down on top of her head. She gasped at the shock of the cold water before wiping it out of her eyes and leaning her back against the well's stone wall.

Curiously, she held up her hand, turning it back and forth. Nothing seemed different. She had heard from older officers that some drugs would alter her vision or make it seem like her limbs had minds of their own, but everything seemed normal. She twiddled her fingers, tracing the blue shapes of her veins under her skin. Maybe Hanji's drug wouldn't affect her after all.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw a shadow approaching the well. Jumping to her feet, Sasha straightened her back and bent her arms into a salute, fearing that one of the squad leaders was going to chastise her for being lazy. It would not have been the first time. "I've been given the day off by Squad Leader Zoe, sir!" she shouted automatically. "I was certainly not slacking off, sir!"

Instead of a squad leader, though, it was Eren. Sasha blinked, and Eren blinked. For a long second, they just stared at each other.

"I…ah…" Sasha felt her cheeks reddening and dropped her salute, covering her face with both hands. "My bad."

He said nothing. When she finally lowered her hands to see why he wasn't talking, she found him staring blankly at her. No, not at her. Curious, Sasha looked down to find what he was looking at.

And remembered that she had unbuttoned her shirt.

She yelped, snapping her arms up over her chest and turning her back on him in embarrassment. "F-Forget you saw that!" she cried over her shoulder.

"I'm sorry!" Eren said, his face turning bright red. "I didn't mean to! They were just…there!"

"Well go away!"

"I need water!"

"Can't you just—" but Sasha bit her lip, not wanting to yell at him and draw any more attention to herself. Sasha sighed before hurriedly refastening her buttons and picking up the bucket from where she had left it on the ground. Looking at her feet, she crossed the short distance between her and Eren and held it out for him. "Here."

"Thanks."

"Sorry my boobs were out n'stuff."

"Don't worry about it," Eren said, though his voice cracked halfway through the sentence. He cleared his throat, taking the bucket.

She gave him a small smile before sitting back down in the shade of the well, wiping sweat off of the back of her neck and wringing out her wet hair. For a few seconds all she heard was the sound of Eren tossing the water bucket back into the well, then reeling it up. She closed her eyes, listening to the sound of birds from the nearby forest and trying not to focus on how hot she felt. This couldn't be a torture drug, could it? She hadn't even thought of it, but with the state she was in, it could hardly be anything else. Would Hanji do that to me? Is it because I stole that baguette last week? Maybe it was hers. I bet she's doing this out of revenge. That crazy, scheming…

"Sasha, are you alright?"

She jumped. "Huh?"

Eren was kneeling down in front of her, peering into her flushed face. She blinked blearily at him. "I asked if you were alright," he said, tilting his head as he watched her. "You don't look so hot."

"I am very hot," she said, confused.

"No, I meant…nevermind. Do you need to go see a doctor?"

"We have doctors here? Since when?"

"Well, we have Hanji…"

"Oh!" Sasha exclaimed. She began to push herself to her feet. "That's right. I need to go find Hanji."

Eren grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to the ground. She fell in a heap on the grass, feeling her head spinning. "You're not fit to go anywhere," Eren muttered. "Stay here, I'll go get her."

"Wait, Eren!"As he stood to go, Sasha rose up again, trying to walk ahead of him even though the world was tilting like a ship under her feet. "I got this."

"Are you kidding?"

"Nope! I'm tough."

"Sasha, will you please sit down?"

"I don't need to sit down, I just need to go back to Hanji's office so that I can tell her that she sucks at making—" Sasha suddenly froze. A completely new feeling was taking over, a bright, fluttering, burning sensation bubbling up from her core and spreading throughout her body. "—drugs?" she gasped.

"Drugs? What are you talking about?"

The tingling feeling rushed through her veins, making her stumble back at the shock of it. Eren rushed forward, grabbing her by the arms so that she wouldn't lose her balance. She looked up to thank him, but as her eyes fell on his face the strange sensations immediately rushed to the space between her legs.

"Oh," she said. "Wow."

"What's happening now?" Eren demanded as her knees went weak, nearly sending her sprawling on the grass. He held her whole weight up as she stared at him, her mouth half open. "Sasha? Sasha!"

The sound of his shout snapped her back to reality and she shook her head, furiously trying to clear herself of the sudden inexplicable arousal. She hurriedly slipped out of his hands and set off towards the headquarters' building, trying as hard as she could to keep her feet under her. Every time her legs rubbed together, a new jolt of electricity would rush straight to her crotch. God damn it Hanji what the hell is this feeling? "Excuse me," she said tersely to him. "I really have to go."

Eren chased after her, easily keeping pace with her uneven strides. "Sasha, please. You're obviously not alright. Can you at least let me go with you?"

She was suddenly keenly aware of his eyes, of his skin, of his smooth neck, of his smell. Everything about the boy walking beside her only added to the building pressure, and it was beyond unbearable. Sasha could not concentrate. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"What's wrong?"

The sound of his voice made her turn away, closing her eyes tightly in a vain attempt to shut out her senses. She could feel her panties growing wet as they rubbed against her slit, teasing her with every step she took. She was going to die. Hanji's office hadn't seemed so far away before.

"You're being unreasonable," Eren said.

"I am not being unreasonable. I just really need to go see Hanji before something happens so if you'll excuse me—"

Suddenly he grabbed her, pushing her back into the wall. "Sasha, tell me why you want to see Hanji do badly. What did you do?"

She winced at how close he was to her. The scent of him washed over her and she turned away, knowing that if she met his eyes it would be too much. "I, uh, I want to discuss…science…with her." She muttered lamely.

"Sasha." His grip tightened, and, surprised, she looked up at him. He was standing over her, far too close, the space between their bodies so thin that she could feel the heat radiating from his skin. Or what that just her imagination? She couldn't tell. She didn't care. It was too much, too much.

"Eren," she whimpered, surprised at the utter need in her own voice. "Please."

"Please?" he repeated, confused.

"Please…please…" she looked around, her mind giving in to the maddening effects of what must have been an aphrodisiac. "Please follow me." And she was off.

Sasha bolted down the hall, panting, feeling her blood pumping the bizarre drug throughout her body. She stumbled around a corner and sprinted up a flight of stairs, looking for any place that might offer some semblance of privacy. She could hear Eren's boots pounding on the floor behind her as he chased after her, but she was had always been fast on her feet, faster than anyone else on the squad, and she was riding on a wave of energy unlike anything she had ever felt before. Before long she was yards and yards ahead of him, and gaining distance.

She skidded to a halt in front of the boys' barracks, shoving the door open and bowling inside with the grace of a wild boar. It was empty, with crisp blankets neatly folded at the feet of the five or so beds there. Satisfied, she turned towards the entrance, waiting for Eren's arrival.

When he finally opened the door, she was there, her jacket and shirt tossed carelessly on the floor.

He froze.

"Oh," he said.

Sasha felt her pulse beating in her ears as she lifted her hands, tracing her fingers along her thighs, over her hips, and up the faint lines of her abdominals before grabbing her naked breasts and pushing them up to display a show of cleavage that made his jaw drop. Breathing hard, she squeezed her breasts, digging her fingers into her flesh. She locked eyes with him.

"I—" Eren started, but then stepped back, shaking his head. "No. No way."

"Eren," she gasped, her voice nearly breaking as she said his name. She bit her lip, dropping her hands so that he could see her whole chest. "Please. I need you to…" She tugged on the belt of her pants, digging it into her pale skin and emphasizing the soft yielding flesh. "Please."

His eyes were glued to her slightly quivering chest. "No," he said again, tearing his eyes away from her body. "You're obviously not thinking straight. I would be taking advantage of you."

Impatiently, Sasha jerked the buckle of her belt undone. Despite himself, Eren was already aroused by her impromptu performance. She could see his pants straining around his growing erection, and the thought of it only made the overpowering pressure within her build. "Then take advantage of me. Eren, please, I need you so bad, I can't control myself."

"Obviously!" he said, blushing deeply as he tried in vain to pretend he wasn't hard.

She stepped closer. "Think of it as a favor for a friend."

"This is not the kind of favor that friends do for each other!"

She reached out and shut the door behind him, clicking the lock closed before wrapping her slim fingers around his wrist. Slowly, she lifted his hand to her lips and sucked on two of his fingers. She looked up, making pointed eye contact as she dragged her tongue over his skin. He was more shocked than she had ever seen him. "Please screw me," she begged.

He bit his lip.

Some small part of her mind cried that she was overwhelming the poor boy, that he had only meant to make sure she was alright back at the well and hadn't asked for her to come onto him like this, but she could hardly think over the burning lust clouding her mind. She needed release or she was going to break down, and she knew that he needed it too now. Her eyes flicked to the tent in his pants, and she pulled his hand from her mouth, pressing it onto her breast instead. She leaned forward, brushing her lips over Eren's neck before standing on her toes and whispering into his ear, "It looks tight."

Compared to her hot skin, Eren's rough palm felt cool as it brushed over her nipple. Gently, he squeezed down on the soft flesh. She moaned loudly into his neck, blood rushing to her nethers. He stopped immediately, afraid he had hurt her. "Keep going," she whimpered pathetically.

"What the hell happened to you?" he asked in a whisper.

Sasha pressed her face into the crook of his neck. "It doesn't matter," she said. "I just need to get off."

He touched her chest again, his thumb circling her nipple. She buried a scream in his shirt, but this time he did not stop, tracing around and around the oversensitive point until she felt like she was about to faint from the stimulation. "Are you sure, Sasha?" he breathed. Silently, she nodded, unable to find the words.

Drawing back so that they were face to face, he looked into her eyes. "Just, a favor for a friend, right?" he asked, smiling nervously. Before Sasha could even say yes he leaned in, brushing his lips against hers, little more than a promise of a kiss. Sasha hissed impatiently at him, hating the fleeting contact, and with a nervous laugh he allowed her to pull his face back down so that she could press a heated kiss against his mouth.

Sasha wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down so that she could press her naked chest up against him. She rubbed against him through his rough shirt, dragging her nipples along the fabric and swallowing the sound when he moaned into her mouth. She edged her fingers underneath the belt of his pants, tugging his hips into hers so that she could feel him pressing against her thighs. With one hand, she reached down to stroke him through his trousers.

"Fuck," Eren grit his teeth, pressing his forehead against hers in desperation as they both panted. She slid her hands up underneath his shirt, tugging it over his head. He grabbed her by the waist, digging his fingers into her skin and pulling her against him. He rubbed his need against her, his eyes glazed with lust. Sasha could have screamed, but bit her lip to muffle the sound.

She dropped to her knees before him, twining her arms around his waist so that she could layer sloppy open-mouthed kisses over his toned abs. She stroked the slick skin of his lower back as he ran his fingers through her hair. The salty taste of his sweat only drove her arousal higher, leaving her fumbling hopelessly with the buckle of his belt. Her fingers were shaking with need. At last, Sasha managed to get his pants undone, and she pushed them out of the way without hesitation.

Eren all but growled as she stroked the underside of his erection with her tongue. He brushed her bangs back from her forehead, watching her as she teased him. Sasha looked up at him coyly, bizarrely proud of herself for the need in his eyes. She drew back and lightly kissed his tip, her tongue darting out to taste his precum. He whimpered, and that small sound was all she needed. She parted her lips and took his whole cock into her mouth.

"Oh god," Eren hissed as she began to suck. She felt him tangle his hand into her ponytail, pulling her hair in just the right way as she bobbed her head up and down his dick.

One hand tracing small circles in the skin of his back, Sasha reveled in the taste of his manhood, feeling him growing harder than ever in her mouth. His tip bumped against the back of her throat, stopping just short of choking her as she sucked him. Before long he was bucking hips towards the sensation, unable to control himself. Perhaps it was Hanji's drug talking, but she couldn't remember anything more satisfying than feeling her nose pressed into the taut skin of his belly. He came with a groan, but she kept sucking, not even giving him the chance to catch this breath. Her entire body was shivering. It was almost better than food.

But it was doing nothing for the burning fire between her thighs. No, this was not enough. Sasha pulled back, licking her lips to break the string of come connecting them to his dick before rising to her feet. He looked ready to complain, but she silenced the protest on his tongue with a deep kiss. Giving him a vixen's smile, she pushed him backwards until the back of his legs bumped into one of the barracks' beds.

"Hey!" Eren yelped as she shoved him backwards onto the mattress, his dick still hard and covered in her saliva. He started to get up but froze as he saw Sasha standing in a pool of sunlight from the window. Her eyes were locked on him, mad with longing, but he could hardly focus on her face when her hands were tugging the button of her pants free. He swallowed.

Sasha bent over, stepping out of her trousers. The light struck her long, pale legs. With nothing but her panties left to cover her, she paused, noticing Eren's eyes glued to the thin fabric. "Is something wrong?"

His hand shot out, grabbing her wrist and pulling her onto the bed with him. Sasha gasped as leaned forward, roughly kissing her neck as he tore the panties right off her body, tossing the ruined fabric over his shoulder and immediately running his hand up her leg. "Finish what you started," he growled, his fingertips digging into the supple flesh of her thigh.

"I had a better idea," she said, reaching down and leading his hand upward so that he could feel her heat. Eren's eyes widened in surprise at how wet she was, and as he started to stroke her slit her body convulsed pitifully against him. "Eren!" She moaned.

Unable to take any more, Sasha pushed him down on the blankets, rising up to straddle his hips. Before he could say a thing she had her hand around his erection, guiding it towards her soaking cunt. Shamelessly, she lowered herself onto his cock, groaning loudly as she finally felt herself being filled. Tingling waves of pleasure washed over her body, making her jaw drop and her eyes fall closed in ecstasy. "Oh god," she gasped, slowly starting to ride him. "O-oh—!"

As she moved her hips over his member, Eren ran his hands up her legs, gripping her bottom and forcing her to go faster. "Eren!" Sasha screamed, feeling herself about to come already. He did not stop. She stared at him, at the way he grit his teeth, the way his hair stuck to his forehead. She braced herself against him, her hands pressing into his hard abs. in that second, he was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. "Eren," she panted, bucking mindlessly against him. "I'm gonna…I'm gonna…"

Without warning, Eren suddenly pulled himself out of her. "Hey!" She shouted, almost slapping him across the face. "What the hell—"

He rose up and flipped the both of them over, leaving Sasha with her back on the bed. Before she had time to understand what he was doing Eren had his head between her legs. With two fingers, he parted her slick folds, blowing his hot breath down on her clitoris and making her writhe beneath him. Bending down, he pressed a kiss to the little nub, gently licking it. Sasha panted, swearing under her breath as pleasure like she had never felt twisted in her core. He slowly pushed two fingers into her, bending them to stroke the sensitive flesh of her inner walls. It was too much, too much. Eren's tongue was warm and rough enough to drive her back to the very edge of orgasm in seconds. She managed to crack her eyes open just enough to stare down at green eyed boy, who was smiling devilishly up at her. "Come for me," he commanded, his lips brushing over her clit with each word. Still staring into her eyes, he sucked her.

With a primal wail Sasha came harder than she ever had before, her body seizing up violently and her vaginal walls clamping down like a vice on his fingers, pulsing with her heartbeat. Seconds, moments passed lost in pleasure. Finally, Sasha fell back onto the bed, her body completely limp, her chest rising with her shallow breaths. The relief was indescribable. It was like the first drink of water after a long hunt.

But even so soon after coming, her body was already beginning to heat up. Damn it, she thought. There's no end to it!

Luckily, Eren was not done. As soon as her orgasm was over he was on top of her, slipping his tongue into her mouth and making her taste herself. Barely conscious, she wrapped her legs around Eren's hips, pulling him closer. Happily, she found that he was still rock hard.

Sasha whined, bucking her hips in an attempt to make him enter her.

"You're insatiable."

"Destroy me."

He didn't need to be told twice.

With a low groan Eren thrust his cock into her again, earning a purr from Sasha. He bent low over her body, kissing and nipping her breasts as he pounded his hips into her, not even bothering to be gentle. She tangled her fingers into his hair as he sucked on her nipple, arching her back to press it into his face and heighten her pleasure. Already she could feel a second orgasm building. Whatever Hanji had given her was certainly not for the faint of heart.

The bed rocked with the power of Eren's thrusts, its feet scraping loudly across the floor. Certainly loud enough for anyone walking by the door to hear. It should have made Sasha nervous, but she was so far beyond caring about getting caught that she didn't even notice. She raised her hips to him, letting him fill her more completely. She could feel him rubbing along her slick, sensitive walls.

"S-Sasha," Eren panted, leaving her nipple to nip the pale skin of her neck. "I'm about to come."

His ragged voice made her legs tighten around him, pulling him deeper into her. "Inside," she breathed. Eren stared open-mouthed at her for half a second before kissing her fiercely, his hands pulling her hips up to meet his as he drove his last few thrusts deep into her.

"God!" he gasped, burying himself as a far as he could go as his body tensed.

Sasha could feel his cock pulsing inside of her. There was a rush of warmth as his seed pumped into her, and the surge of pleasure it brought was enough to send her into a second orgasm. She dug her fingernails into Eren's back so hard that she could feel them break his skin. He groaned at the sensation, burying his head in her shoulder as he came down from his high.

Lazily kissing and biting her neck, he finally pulled himself out, collapsing on the bed beside her. Closing her eyes, Sasha listened to the sound of him panting softly by her ear.

"That was awesome," he muttered, draping an arm over her waist and pulling the thin military blanket up over the both of them. He settled into the mattress, pressed firmly against her side, and Sasha shifted so that her back was to him. Their bodies fit together perfectly. She could feel his nose gently touching the back of her neck, his breath rushing down her back with every breath he took. It was clear that he was spent and on the verge of falling asleep. For a moment, even Sasha felt like she could relax. She let her head fall soundly into the pillow and laid her small hand over his, her thumb tracing the veins beneath his skin.

1/3

And, once again, shoutout to Fairest Lady Lisa, who still has not finished "Levi's Meat" and yes I am still waiting for it