Chapter 1

Feminine Enough to be your Man

I inhaled the scent of the warm morning breeze as I stretched flexing the muscles in my arm hearing the sound of my joints as I flexed my fingers laced between one another outward. My arms retracted and I was on my back looking into the ceiling staring at the brown wooden roof , strong mahogany adding to the earth like features of this room.

But, more refreshing was the morning breeze blowing against you once you woke up. I pulled the sheets down a little, a pair of hands around my waist holding me tightly in place of course not allowing me to leave.

"I need my body" I groaned knowing he was wide awake

"I haven't permitted you to move" He replied. The heaviness in his voice made me smile. Not a morning person are you? I turned around seemingly the only movement I can do in his grasp as I faced him- those eyes staring at me clouded with sleep and last night's…..activity.

"You have work"

"We have work…" he corrected as his gaze never left mines.

I pushed some silky black strands out his face revealing that contrast of soft smooth skin that went against his hard coarse personality. My finger traced down his nose stopping at his lips as I tapped it a few times.

Yes. I am the only person in this world who is permitted to touch him so much, for if anyone were to knew this they would most likely die of shock.

"Corporal, release me"

"Hn, I refuse, shut up, be quiet, your disrupting my half asleep wake state"

My eyebrow twitched and I did a little shuffling here and there. He was persistent. There was a few shuffling outside the room door and he shifted looking towards it.

My perfect escape.

I rose up moving from under the sheets stepping out of bed. I was in my uniform shirt and my underwear luckily it wasn't all that visible since my shirt reached a bit mid thigh. I did a full body stretch turning to see my fellow bed warmer in bed looking at me. With the sheet pulled away it revealed much of his upper body displaying nicely toned muscle a lovely collection of abs not to mention a few one and two army prizes that laid proudly on his skin.

I wanna go back…I want my warmth….and my very sexy Corporal.

I walked to the shower making it simple and light as I returned feeling refreshed and clean.

I went in his drawers finding a few of my hidden stuff slipping my feet into them pulling them up my body. He was busy in the kitchen I presumed for I could smell Earl Grey filling the room. My usual when I stayed over. He was more likely doing his special, black coffee.

I went for my uniform in his closet putting it on looking as masculine as I could. Can't let everyone know I'm a girl now.

Well, except my commander who knows that far too well.

I ruffled my hand through my short blonde hair trying the shag it as much as I can. I growled, so resilient, it was too silky and soft to manage the rough buff look I wanted from it. I was in the mirror and spotted the ravenette looking at me as he leaned against the wall sipping his coffee.

What is he looking at that always has him staring? And it's the way he looks that makes you curious. It's not a glare and it's not observing, it's a very…intimidating stare. He's seeing something I'm not seeing. And while it may make him content it makes me ueasy and causes my eyebrow to twitch.

"What"

"Nothing" He said putting the cup to his lips. I could feeeeeeel him smirking.

"Oh yeah" I replied looking at him asi turned back to the mirror glaring at my hair, it stared back at me more stubborn than the steel in the needle as it went against every effort I put it. How could it betray me like this. I grew you, I fed you, I made you growwww. Well, not really, since I'm always cutting you to neck length. But twenty years…we have been rolling for twenty years!

"You have to be gentle, are you that empty headed" He teased as he came closer behind me I felt his hand on my head and his fingers going through my hair as he perfectly aligned it in position. How does he do it, I don't know- He must be a god! But wait he just called me empty headed. Who's the empty headed one. The one here trying to get ready for the day or the one who called me over late last night to drink with him and keep him company. I mean seriously we are getting more and more obvious anyone in their minds would think we were having sex and the last time I checked everyone were I their minds no amnesia titan virus going on around here.

For some reason he has the unbelievable ability to drink down more than 10 beers and four bottles of wine without getting drunk and when he does wakes up0 with the surprising ability to control an hangover. I on the other hand sat up with him only managing a beer a half glass of wine. How I ended up pantsless and fallen asleep, more than likely I got tipsy and started undressing thinking I was in my own quarters

Yet to say the relationship we had did deserve a good level of curiosity, we weren't just drinking partners, drinking partners don't do what we were about to do…

I looked up at him a few strands brushed out of my face as I feel him tilt my chin leaning in for a kiss my entire demeanor softening.

My hands found their way on his bare chest he was merely dressed in his pants and boots leaving me such temptation by being half naked. Damn teaser

There was a knock on the door. He pulled away

Damn interruptions

I fix my straps checking my clean neat buff boots as I watched him go to the door opening it.

"Morning" Erwin says entering the room he looks at me raising an eyebrow, "Jan Moronet of 2nd division-what takes you here so early in the morning"

Damn Commander

"A request upon battle formation sir!" I said saluting respectfully. Smiling as my eyebrow twitched

"Oh well if you do excuse me I need a meeting with my second"

Damn! Damn it all! You're stealing my morning moments.

"Understood sir" I replied saluting. Good god I'm so happy I was completely dressed I walked out the room but I could hear the convo as they spoke

"You drank again last night?"

"Just something to put myself to sleep"

"Oh, you and that guy from second division seem awfully close are you gay or something"

"Don't be crazy he's a man"

"Right, but I can't help shaking off how feminine he looks"

"He's a man" I heard the monotone insistence in his voice making me smirk as I closed the door behind me.

Of course I'm not a man Corporal Levi, but isn't that what we want everyone to think?