LLL- So that JeanxMikasa I'm realllly not good at this but I hope its decent.

Mikasa walks from the prison into the night of the district. The moon shines brightly and he mind is at ease. So Ymir is a titan. There is no surprise in that really. She stretches her arms above her head ready to get in her bed and events of the day had really worn her out.

As she's walking she hears something strange. She comes to a sudden halt and listens, not even breathing. She hears it again. Quietly she walks to the nearest building and listens closers to the sound. When it makes it again she peaks around the corner of a house. There, on the ground, she sees Erwin crouched with his pants unbuckled jerking off. She covers her mouth from the gasp and ducks back around the corner. He dark eyes are wide with shock and suddenly she hears another noise. It is a loud shout. A familiar voice. Eren...? She turns to the house with a small shutter like window. She peeks into the window where she sees Eren.. and Levi. doing it.

She feels something strange inside of her that isn't exactly nausea. In a rush she leaves the house. When she returns back to the scouting legions keep, nobody is awake. It's expected, she was the last person to help Hange with Ymir. Even Armin left and he's supposed to help with this kind of stuff.

Despite all of this, she can't get the sight of Erwin's exposed penis. It was huge and something she'd never seen before. Then there was Eren in such an uncomfortable looking position with Levi. Is that what sex is? Is everybody understanding of it but her? What's it like. It's got to hurt... but maybe it feels good. What's that word Levi used for it? Fucking? She runs her hand through her hair and stomps her foot, annoyed by the thoughts. In slight rage she walks up the stairs, not realizing the loudness of her footsteps.

She sees a cracked door on the way to her room. She back tracks, looking into the room. There she sees Jean removing his shirt. She raises her eyebrows in amazement, a further warmth filling her stomach. She rubs it, not even paying it any mind. He has a really strong back. She takes one step closer to the door and he turns around, alert. Jean relaxes slightly when he realizes it's her. He walks to the door and opens it.

"Mikasa, what are you doing out there? You scared me to death." She tries her best to keep her eyes off of his bare chest. It really annoys her that her mind is so screwed up right now. She can barely even focus her thoughts. "Are you OK?" He asks, concerned. "You're sweating."

"Jean... When I made that horse comment earlier today. What did you think I meant by it?"

His face turns red at the sudden question. He smiles shyly, as he normally does when she talks to him about anything other then killing titans... or Eren. "You were helpin me out, right? When they were teasing. You were saying I was big."

Her eyes widen. Eren was right.

When he sees her reaction he panics mentally. "That wasn't it, was it? I'm sorry! I didn't.."

"Have you ever had sex, Jean?" She asks, interrupting his forgivness.

He silences himself, raising a curious and embarrassed eyebrow. "W..why are you asking me this?"

She ruffles her hair angrily and grunts. "You're right. I'm sorry." She starts to walk away but he grabs her and pulls her. She stumbles from the unexpected yank and he shuts the door. He holds her wrist and they stand together in the silent darkness of his room. She is breathing hard as she looks at his chest, so close to her face since he pulled her.

She snatches away and he puts his hands up in innocence.

"If there is anything you want to ask me, go for it."

She hesitates, swallowing hard. Her body is working against her. She is hot. Her stomach hurts and she feels a sharp pain deep in her pants. "Have you? Have you ever had sex?"

Jean nods. Maybe once or twice..." He mumbles.

"How does it feel? Good?"

"Uh... It... depends."

"Oh," he breaths in a huff.

He chuckles a bit and raises his arms over his head, pacing in slow circles around the room. "So you've never done it."

"No, but I saw Erwin just now.. And then Levi and Eren and Ughhhh!" Mikasa bends down to the floor grabbing in between her legs.

Jean raises an eyebrow initially. "Erwin?" He quickly snaps back into himself and goes to the floor with Mikasa. He wraps his arms around her, helping her up. Her eyes are distressed and she grabs Jeans arm to throw him off of her but her body doesn't act as her brain wants. Her hands holds onto his arm and she stares him. Her eyes travel from his hand up to his bicep and collar bone. She swallows as siliva fills her mouth.

Jean sees the opportunity here. It's not bad if he takes it because he'd be helping a friend. He's never wanted Mikasa to be hurt and this is causing her pain. He wraps his arms around her waist and tilts his head down to her shoulder."What if I told you I know what's wrong with you?"

"Tell me then," she growls, not fighting his embrace.

"You're sexually frustrated. It's not something easy to overcome. But I can help you."

"You're a jerk. You're trying to use this against me..."

At this he feels bad and lets her go. He backs up. "I really don't. I won't do anything unless you ask me first. It's just that I don't like seeing you like this. You're clearly upset."

She looks at him. He is her friend. He's always there for her. That's true enough. She sighs deeply, giving in and walks forward. "Fine," she mumbles, in a whipser so low that he can barely hear her. He walks closer to her and grabs her arms. "Ask."

She glares up at him. "Don't push your damn luck."

"Who's helping who? Besides, I told you I'm not doing anything unless you ask first. It makes me feel more secure and less like a jerk."

"You are a jerk, Jean."

"That hurts."

"Does it?" Her voice is low again.

"What?"

"Will you have sex with me. I..I want you to."

A smile spreads across his face and feels a light in his heart that he hasn't felt since the very first day he saw her. He kisses her on her forehead. "Yes." She cringes from the kiss but it quickly disappears when he shoves his fingers between her legs. She gasps, loud, and he covers her mouth. "Lesson number one. Assume that everything feels different and be ready not to scream. We're in the house with the others, so bite your tongue."

Somewhere in the middle of her hard breaths she nods. He moves his fingers slowly, massaging her virginity through her clothes. "Th...that..what is that? Feels so...good."

"Oh that's nothing," he jeers. He grabs her waste, removing his fingers. She gasps.

"Put them back."

"Patience. There's more." He slowly starts to work her shirt off. She has herself wrapped up. Jean starts to unwrap her and she closes her arms. He smiles at her. "It's OK." She nods and relaxes, letting him expose her chests in it's fullness. He simply stands and looks at them.

She raises an eyebrow. "You're being creepy."

"I'm sorry. You just don't know how happy I am."

"Why are you happy?"

"Nevermind." He bends down and kisses around each of her nipples, making her gasp again. Rising , he presses their bodies together, picking her up and carrying her to the bed. It creaks when they lay on it. He is over top of her in a heart beat. Slowly, he works off her pants. It takes a minutes or two for him to get the straps to come off right. It isn't long before she is laying before him, completely naked. He body is strong, muscles filling her arms and legs. His hand finds one of her breasts and he cups it. She can't help but bring her attention back to how strong his hand feels as it touches her.

Gradually his body temperature rises just looking at her. She is wet and it somewhat grosses her out but he loves it. He removes his pants and she watches thirstily, eager for him to do something. He gets on the bed, over top of her and massages her in all of her wetness. She covers her mouth against the plessure. He sticks in one finger and she rears up. "Jean." She moans his name and his cock hardens even more. She notices the twitch of it and reaches in for a touch. He smiles and nods at her, encouraging. She wraps her fingers around it and starts stroking. His breathing increases. It doesn't matter whether her grip is tight or not. He is satified simply by the fact that it is her.

The two are sticky from the warmth and sweat on their bodies. Jean sticks in another finger. "Does that hurt?" He whispers.

"No," she gasps between breaths. "More."

"Really? Are you sure you're a virgin?"

"... I need you more!" His being can't hold back anymore. He reaches over to the dresser and pulls a piece of rubber and a band out. He wraps his cock up.

"What's that?" Mikasa asks.

"It's something doctor Jaegar came up with. How did you live with him and not know that."

"That doesn't tell me what it is," she grunts.

"It's protection. So you don't have children. He called it a con-dom."

She raises an eyebrow. "What kind of stupid name is that?"

Jean shrugs his shoulders. Without anymore talk, he grabs her hips and hoists her up, his cock right at her entrance.

"Now this might hurt a little... Let me know if it does and I will stop."

She nods, readiness written all over her face. It's a seriousness he only sees from her when she's saving Eren. He pushes in and grabs both of her breast as he thrust into her. She covers her mouth as his manhood enters her entirely. The pain is almost nonexistent as the pleasure takes complete controll. She closes her eyes and starts moving her hips with him.

"Eren," she whispers and places her hands overtop of Jean's.

For a second Jean's eyes are wide after hearing her say his name but then she moans again and he feels the tightness. Suddenly he feels close to know resentment for Eren. It's most likely because of Eren that Mikasa is in his bed right now anyway. He folds her legs up and bends over her, pumping in harder. He is next to her face now. "I'll be whoever you need me to be," he says in between grunts. "You want to know why I'm so happy? Because I love you. I always have."

Mikasa hears the words clearly as the feeling in her stomach becomes tighter. She realizes that she isn't with Eren. She isn't with the person she loved before so long. She isn't with the person who she grew up with. The person that left her side for the Captain. She's with the person who actually loves her. She wraps her arms around his neck, kissing him like she's done it before. He is surprised by this but is quick to return. He quickly pulls out and yanks of the rubber, the white sticky substance squirting all over her stomach. He grunts through the whole thing, trying not to make too much noise. In that instance, something inside of her explodes. She feels heat and ice all at the same time.

When Jean sees this happening, he rears back from the kiss and covers her mouth with his hand before she screams. She breaths deeply into his palm and he leans down on her hard abs. Her fingers carress his soft hair and she yanks him up to her face. Gently, she kisses him. He sticks his tongue in her mouth but she seems lost so he leads her. Taking her completely. He pulls back and she sees a tear in his eye.

He lays down on her chest.

She rubs his head. "Jean. Thank You."

"Don't thank me..."

"Why. You gave me what I wanted. What I needed."

"You didn't need sex," he grumbles.

"I wasn't talking about the sex," she whispers. She kisses him on the head. "I'm about everything else."

LLL- well i don't think it wasn't that bad... but that's not really my jurisdiction so yeah...