Moths
Ch. 1: Watermelon kisses
"It's just a simple cleaning assignment Mikasa, there's no need to be so stubborn." Erwin said, following behind Mikasa as she stormed off to her room. "It's just for a few days."
"I will not spend my free time with that midget cleaning!" She protested turning a corner. "He'll just bitch at me the entire time that 'Brat, you misses a spot' 'Brat, you're doing it wrong' I'm not gonna put up with it."
"It's one of your assignments." Erwin tried to reason with her as she slammed the wood door on his face. "You have to."
"That's another thing." She said reopening the door. "How is cleaning up some old house helping humanity?"
"It's the house our squad will be living in, so we need to have it cleaned out and ready for when we start moving in. We need a place where all of us can live and keep an eye on Eren."
He had gotten her there. She would do anything to protect her adoptive brother, even if it meant spending her day off cleaning with Levi Heichou.
She lets out a long sigh. "Fine but I'm not going to be nice to him."
Erwin smiles. "I didn't expect you would be."
It was a hot summer day as Mikasa stood in front of the old log cabin. At two stories it was larger then most, able to hold the entire squad, and it would take a lot of effort to clean. She waited in the shade of a tree for Levi's arrival. 'Eren and Armin are training with the Titan dummies, Hanji is with Erwin counting supplies, and Everyone else is doing whatever they want with their days off. Meanwhile I'll be stuck with the shorty.'
Mikasa was so wrapped up in her own thoughts she didn't notice the man in question until he was standing only a few feet away from her, dressed in a simple uniform minus the jacket ad maneuvering gear, and cloth covering his mouth and hair. "Oi, brat, let's get to work."
She sighed heavily before moving from her spot at the tree. He handed her a bucket filled with soapy water, and a hand brush. "You take care of scrubbing the floors and I'll do the dusting."
"Why should I do the scrubbing, you're closer to the ground?" Mikasa asked in defiance.
Levi glared at her. "Because I told you to."
"It'll be more work for me because the dust will get on the ground and adds to the mess."
"Just deal with it."
"No!"
They went into a stare down, getting close to one another as a form of intimidation. So close that Mikasa could see the color of the corporals eyes, a steel grey that shone in the morning sun. A blush found its way across her cheeks and she turned away in an effort to hide it. "Fine I'll do the damn scrubbing."
Underneath the cloth Levi smirked. Yet he couldn't help but wonder why she had conceded so much quicker then normal. 'Summer heat' he decides dismissively before turning to walk into the faith ridden home.
Mikasa lagged behind, choosing to stand out in the sun for a few minute after Levi had entered the home.
'What was that all about?' She wondered as she pulled her scarf up over her face, effectively shielding her still flushed cheeks. 'Why am I blushing around the midget?' She pushed the thoughts away as she entered the house.
As she entered she saw Levi standing in the threshold of the main entrance, eyes twitching.
"What's the matter?" She asked nonchalantly.
"This house... It's so filthy!" Levi exclaimed pointing at the cobwebs and thick layer of grime seemingly coating every surface. Mikasa grimaced, this would not be an easy job. Erwin hasn't been exaggerating when he said it would take a few days.
"Let's just get going, the less time we spend talking, the less time well have to work." Mikasa said, walking a short ways before getting onto all fours and beginning to scrub the floors. After a few seconds she felt eyes watching her. "What is it Levi?"
The corporal was silent before giving a gruff, "Nothing", then walking off into another room. Mikasa merely shrugged and continued scrubbing.
It had taken a total of six hours, but Mikasa had finally scrubbed down the floors of the entire first floor. Strangely she hadn't seen the glaring shortie the entire time. She had simple chocked it up to coincidence, but as she walked through out the house she began to think he may have left. Finally after searching the entire down stairs she when upstairs to look. She checked the room closest to the stairs, the one that would be assisted to her when they moved in, and opened the door. Levi quickly turned around with a look of surprise before shifting to his usual glare.
"What are you doing here? I thought you where working on the downstairs." He looked pensively at her. The room was spotless, a freshly made bed covered in old quilts, with a small, revarnished mahogany dresser parallel to it. A desk of the same wood and status was pushed close to the large window over looking a small thicket of trees, a rarity inside the walls. On the desk was a bouquet of assorted wild flowers.
Mikasa walked into the room slowly, taking in the sent of fresh linens and daisies. "You did all this?"
Levi scoffed. "Who else would have?"
Mikasa frowned at his quip but bit her tongue. Had Levi known this was to be her room?
"Just don't go messing it up when you move in." He had! He looked over at her, steel grey eyes boring into get chocolate brown. She felt a sort of warmth bloom inside her, and was compelled to ask him her burning question.
"Why did you do all this?"
He shrugged taking his gaze off her to look over the room. "It needed to be cleaned."
"I'm not buying that. Why did you add flowers, and revarnish the dresser and desk?" She takes a step forward, gesturing in the direction of the furniture in question.
He again shrugged. "I just wanted it to be nice."
"Why!?"
"Because I want you to have a nice room!" His voice rises slightly in volume, making her flinch at the sudden change. "Is that so strange?"
It's her turn to be silent. "I suppose not." She whispers, turning to go back down stairs, but turns her head back. "Thank you."
As she's about to head down the steps she stops, hearing determined footsteps behind her. She let out a small sigh. "What is it Le-"
His lips assaulted her, and in the moment of shock and confusion he overtook her, slamming her into the wall, the impact jarring Mikasas mouth open slightly. In that second he drove his tongue deep into her cavern, exploring every crevice. His hot muscle moved against her, eliciting a small moan from the dumbfounded woman. His strong muscle ran over her own, coaxing her to join him, and as if awaken from a dream she snapped back into reality and pushed him back, breath heavy and face flushed.
"W-What the hell Heichou!? Why did you do that!?" She yelled at him. His pupils where slightly displayed, but otherwise her was as composed as ever. He stated at her for a few seconds, and she tensed under his gaze. "Answer me!"
He continues to stare at her for a few more seconds before sighing. "Because... I can't get you out of my head Ackerman."
She cocked her head to the side in question and he continued with a grunt. "It's just... When I see you fighting, I can't keep my eyes off you, the way you move, how you strike with such passion, and the look in your eyes... "He trails off as if imagining it.
Mikasa couldn't help blushing. Had the corporal really taken such an interest in her? She had caught him staring at her a few times, but she had just thought of it as him silently scrutinizing her work. Honestly she had alway been watching him, fascinated by the way he moved, the way his muscles contorted underneath his clothes as he attacked and tore through Titan flesh. But she had been watching him closer lately. She thought it was just her taking an appreciation for the corporal after all the time they had spent together. But knowing he had been watching her as well, made her insides tingle.
"I can't stop! You do something to me, I don't know what it is." He lets out a sigh and look into her eyes. "I just had to kiss you. It won't happen again."
He walks down the stairs, and Mikasa is left alone, lips still swollen, and mind confused .
The rest of the day they had avoided each other. In the larger house it wasn't that hard. Mikasa had migrated to the upstairs to work on the floors, and Levi remained downstairs. She let out a long sigh.
'What is he thinking?' Was the question that plagued her mind. 'I- we-can't deal with a romantic relationship, not in this world. And even if we could, I can't, I have to take care of Eren.' Remembering her adopted brother she grasped at her scarf. 'It would never work.'
She looked through her open door as she scrubbed the hallway, the wild flowers still resting on the desk, as again she felt the strange tingling in her stomach . 'But still...'
She sighed again and averted her gaze to stare out the window of the room. The sun was setting, and she realized just how hungry she was.
"There's a garden out back, feel free to take whatever you want." Erwin said as he read her the instructions of the task. "They should all be ready for harvest."
Mikasa walked out back, and looked over the small garden. Tomatoes, beans, carrots, potatoes... Everything was so boring. She could make a decent soup with the ingredients, but it wouldn't be any different from what they served at the military base. Then she saw it, a large, ovular watermelon, sitting in the far corner of the garden. Mikasa smiled as she looked at the rarity. Such sweet food was usually only available to higher ups like the MP's. Picking up the monstrosity of a melon, she entered the kitchen, running cold ware over it. She scrubbed at the surface of the melon, removing all traces of dirt and grime. The cool water felt good against her warm flesh as she picked it back up and set it on a chopping board. She cut it in half with one swift motion, then again, until there was a thick, moist layer that she cut into triangular pieces, setting them in a plate. She submerged the left over fruit in cold water and smiled to herself. 'Father used to love watermelon...'
She picked up the plate, and then remembered that Levi hadn't had anything to eat either. Blushing, she began to search for him. When she didn't find him inside the house she went out the front. Sitting under the same tree she had been under that morning was Levi's still figure. She made her way over to him, swatting away flies that tried to land on the watermelon.
"What is it Ackerman?" His voice was cold as ever, and he continued to face away from her.
Inhaling she straightened her shoulders. "I... I brought some watermelon for you to eat. It's almost dinner time."
"I'm not hungry." He answered, gazed still fixed on the horizon.
She let out her breathe in a deep sigh. 'Why do I even bother?' She turned sharply on her heels and started to head back but something stopped her.
"It'll never happen again."
'Who said I didn't want it to happen again!?' She asked herself. All the times the corporal had dictated her life, told her what to do, he had never asked what she wanted, never bothered to see from her side. What made him so sure she didn't want this?
Mikasa stomped over to the corporal in quick long strides, causing him to look over at her. She planted herself right in front of him, watermelon held firmly in hand. "Eat." It wasn't a suggestion, it was a demand.
"I told you I'm not hung-mmph!" Mikasa cut him off, taking the opportunity to shove a slice of watermelon into Levi's mouth. Juice dribbles down his chin, and she retreated her hand as he made a swat at her.
"Just what are you trying to do!? Kill me!?" Levi spat out after he swallowed.
"You can't always tell me what to do Levi." Mikasa responded with a clear and determined voice. "I'm going to make my own choices, and I should be able to contribute into your life as you do mine. You need to eat something."
He stared at her for a few seconds stony eyed. He finally sighed grumbling before picking up a slice of watermelon. He wouldn't have admitted it to her, but he had been starving, and the sweet melon was delicious. He could see her smiling from the corner of his eye. Feeling heat pool into his cheeks he turned away. 'Stupid brat.'
"Levi... About earlier." He tensed at her words. He didn't want to remember that moment of rebellion. Rebellion against the world that had taken so much joy from his life, and how he had plunged himself into the only other person who could possibly feel the same way. He didn't want to remember the way her lips felt so soft against his chapped one, the way her voice sounded when se moaned, how her face flushed so beautifully. He just wanted to forget the stolen moment of happiness he would never be able to feel again. "Who said it never had to happen again?"
He turned to face her fully, his eyes widening a fraction. 'What did she say?'
"I mean... There's not a lot we can take pleasure from in this world, and if we can find pleasure in each other..." She blushes but her eyes and voice where still determined. "Then why not?"
He stared at her suspiciously, and then leaned in and kissed her. It wasn't nearly as needy as it had been before, but it was deep, and when his tongue ran over hers she joined him in an intertwined dance, the two muscles pressing against each other fighting for dominance. He tasted like the watermelon he had been eating, sweet. After a few minute Levi picked Mikasa up, a small yelp escaping her lips. Kicking the door in he proceeded to head up the stairs, tossing her into the bed in her room.
He looked down at her, lust swirling in his eyes as he hovered over her. He removed his cravat and shirt, then unwrapped her scarf and began assaulting her neck with nips and kisses. She dragged her nails along his back, up to his hair, tugging at the strands. His hands swiftly unbuttoned her shirt and pulls down her pants, leaving her in just her underwear. He moved down, dipping his tongue into her navel while unhooking her bra with one hand and pulling down her underwear with the other, releasing her perk breasts, followed by her womanhood.
"L-Levi!" She moaned, arching into his touch as he sucked her right nipple. He smirked, running his tongue in small circles over the tip. Letting out a soft moan Mikasa pushed him onto his back. Quickly pulling down is pants an boxers exposing his throbbing member. He hissed as she began to slowly pump with one hand and run her tongue over the slit.
"Quit playing around Ackerman." Levi groaned as she sucked hard on his head. She started taking him inch by inch until she was deep throating him, then came up and back down, repeating the motion and gaining speed. He growled as he came close to his climax. Pulling Mikasa onto his lap he put the head of his member to the opening of her sex.
"Ready Mikasa?" She shivered at hearing him say her first name, breath coming out in short burst as she nodded viciously.
He entered her with one quick thrust, a sharp inhale from Mikasa held him as he was sheathed inside her. "Keep...going!"
Upon her command her began to slowly exit and reenter her, keeping up a steadily increasing pace. "F-Faster!"
Again he followed her command, tossing her into her back as he thrusts into her repeatedly, her legs wrapping around his hips and arms wrapping around his neck.
"Mikasa, you're so tight." Levi whispered in her ear huskily. Lust coated his voice like a thick syrup. "This is your first time isn't it?"
"Sh-shut-A-Ah!-up!" Mikasa protested, shrieks of pleasure breaking her words. "O-Oh! L-Levi I'm gonna c-cu-"
"Me too Mikasa, let's cum together." Levi finished, diving in to kiss her deeply, thrusting a few more times before Mikasas inner walls began to spasm and squeeze around him, cum and specks of blood leaking from her entrance. She arced her back and opened her mouth in a silent scream of pleasure as she had her first ever orgasm. Feeling her tighten around him Levi came inside her, a shudder of ecstasy running up his spine.
He layed on top of her for a while, flaccid cock still inside her, caressing her cheek as she wrapped hers around his neck, rubbed circles in his back. A thin sheet of sweat covered both of them as their heavy breathing turned back to normal and he finally rolled off her to the side, blood and cum still leaking from her entrance. Levi looked at the messy sheets in disgust. "I'll have to clean them again..."
Mikasa kicked the sheets off the bed and pressed her face to his chest. "That was nice." She hummed smiling into his warm flesh.
He smiled, a genuine smile, and wrapped his arm around her waist pulling her close. "We'll have to do it again soon."
"I wanna sleep now." She whispered to him tiredly. He pulled an old quilt over the two of them then replaced his arms around her. He kissed her gently on the forehead, before drifting into a deep slumber.