LONG BEFORE WE MET

chapter 1-one thing leads to another

The sun filtered through the tattered curtains, creating a red hue of light in the small, but cozy chamber. Two creatures were sleeping soundly in the cramped area that defined the bed, limbs intertwined until nobody could make out where one began and the other finished. Everything looked seemingly peaceful, in precise kilter. Almost too perfect.

Groaning at the feel of the heavy weight that formed a mighty carcass around her, Cassie shuffled her body around, in a futile attempt of gaining a fraction of freedom in the process. She wiggled and focused her weight oh her feet, trying to glide along the bed sheets out of the cocoon of warmth, but it seemed that nature had other plans, for a heavy arm slid around her robust body, encircling her rounded waist. 'Well, no way out it seems' she thought, gnawing on her lip . She gently skimmed her velvety pads around the arm nailing her to the bed, slithering them in irregular patterns along the smooth hot skin. She suddenly stopped her ministrations for a few minutes, trying to decipher why in the world were she spread along her bed with another man. Widening her eyes as memories of last night flooded her, Cassie slammed her head on the mattress and exhaled. So much for not wanting to sleep with an acquaintance. Alcohol does extraordinaire things it seems.

Shrugging, for the deed was done, she resumed the gentle movement of the stranger's arm. Besides being pretty sure that the companion was someone she knew, Cassandra didn't have a clue besides that. She obviously intended to find wanted to turn sideways and see whom it belonged to, but due to constricted breathing space, thought against it. Well, the thick, coarse hair indicated that it was a guy. So much for keeping her lesbian deceitful reputation. Being overweight in the scouts legion was something unheard of. Everyone here was fit and trained for battle, even Armin, one of the most feminine guys on the team. Now, he was as bright as a button, but the guy was lean and muscular. Not as brawny as the others but still enough to make Ney, her perv best friend drool.

She and her friend worked in the kitchen. Before wall Rose was patched by that hot-tempered titan boy Eren, Cassie and Ney had been wandering aimlessly though in the confinements of wall Sina. Doing all kind of little jobs anywhere they could find. The first couple of weeks they had worked in the bakery. Or at least she had. Ney was terrible at cooking but had immediate talent in decorations and was quite inventive and resourceful. She also had a brilliant mind and dreamed of being part of the strategy committee one day. Too bad she was also overweight. At 5 feet 2 and 144 pounds she had no way of keeping herself up on those gear-whatever machines. And that was a necessity.

Her train of thought was interrupted as Cassie shifted a little trying to gain some leverage,but the muscled arm just kept tugging her closer. Damn she didn't know how she had landed such a catch. Mostly men leered at her. Unlike Ney,who had broad shoulders, so the uniform did nothing to flatter her figure, Cassie's weight was distributed on her boobs and ass. They still called her fatso though. Ney had turned a deaf ear to her own insults but jabbed anyone at the back on their neck when they dared insult Cassie. It was eerie and sweet. She was selfless. Too bad nobody realized that.

Cassie pondered upon her memories regarding last night and managed a grimace . Things hadn't gone according to plan, to say the least, one thing led to another escalating in progressive steps until they were all naked and flustered. Not due to embarrassment, of course. Well almost all of them.

Ney, the pervy creep was somewhere downstairs, probably rubbing her hands together in excitement and happiness. Although she refused to drink with the others... at second thought, Cassie didn't even bloody know what the hell was she doing here, for she was nice and all...but too nice. Better to shake the thoughts you don't want to dwell over. Ney had probably arranged everything. She has always had that twisted fantasy a one night stand. Hated them but still wanted to hook people up. It was endearing, in a creepy, suspicious way. 'Wait, scratch that...' Cassie smiled grimly. She had arranged this. The sneaky bitch. She recalled jagged images of her handing them a big box of condoms along with something that sounded like "pleasure is not a game". So much for originality. But she had grinned sheepishly. Not so bold after all.

Anyways, excitement was seeping away thinking of her friend, not the way you wanted to start a day after a sleepless night of incessant..."activities". She closed her eyes, attempting to catch her z's, but jerked her body forward in realization dawned over.

SHE WAS IN BED...WITH A MAN. Well fudge. She had been laying in bed with a stranger for the pas half an hour stroking his arm! Not wanting to delay her immediate need to leave she slowly, but steadily pried him calloused fingers off her belly. Peeling them off her skin sent jolts of electricity through her body and she tried not to sigh at the loss of warmth. Free at last, she glanced at the clock. It was already 5 o'clock in the morning. She had to prepare breakfast AND get away from the stranger. Gathering her discarded clothes from the floor, Cassie inched closer to the door, then came to a halt. Maybe a sneak peek couldn't hurt . Just a little glance. Nothing more. By the feel of his body, she knew that he was ripped, but nothing prepared her for the sight she saw. Captain Rivaille was sprawled naked on the mattress. his glistening pecs and abs standing out in their glory. She blinked again, unable to hide her astonishment. How in the world had she gotten him in bed in the first place? Oh, the alcohol. BUT that didn't justify it totally. She had to tell Ney about it. She probably already knew, but if someone found out she would be in mighty trouble.

So gathering her wits, she paced to the door, and, as soon as she was out, began running like the devil. She had to talk to Ney. And fast. She might have just compromised their chance at a home.

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Levi heard footsteps retreating , but made nothing out of it. After years of sleepless nights, he had become accustomed to living off 4 hours of slumber, but something was wrong. He cracked a lid open and glanced at the fuzzy image of the clock. He could barely decipher a coiled number, but the arch of a '5' was unmistakable. He patted the still warm sheets beside him. His hands lingering on the tattered material. What the hell had he done?

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HIIIII GUYS! First of all, I DO NOT OWN, Shinjeki no kyojin. The only elements entitled to moi are my characters (Cassandra and Ney) and the unfurling plot. This is my first story and I really hope you enjoy it. I apologize for any mistakes, and all critiques are welcome. I am aiming to improve after all. I don't know how I will be updating, but I do intend to bring pleasure to those around me. SOOO yeah! That's it I guess.

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