An infuriating tingle aggravated Pieck's spine. She struck Eren's wrist with her knuckles, forcing his hand from her jaw. "I blame the child for any sense of attachment I have for you, but that is as far as it goes." Her usually honeyed voice shook as she locked her most tempered glare on him. Regret swam inside of her, like an unsettled ocean. Why had she betrayed her two childhood comrades for Eren Yeager? At the time it had been so instinctive. Emotions and energies were running too high. But now? She was furious with herself, and with him.

"You weren't pregnant when I took your virginity, and you were very attached to me that night." Eren loomed in, lazily toying with a strand of her raven hair, mouth stopping at her ear. "What's the matter, Pieck? Not so composed anymore? Zeke always marvelled over how grounded you are."

"Be quiet." Pieck closed her eyes, muscles tensing.

Did Eren stop? Of course not, he couldn't help but keep pressing. "You are inarguably the smartest warrior from Marley that has ever existed, with keen instincts beyond what your peers could understand."

"Be quiet, Eren." She warned again, agitated by what he was doing.

"How does the brightest girl in the world end up sleeping with the world's greatest enemy?" Eren's bottom lip toyed with Pieck's lobe, hot breath bouncing into the shell of her ear, following his words. "Maybe you aren't so infallible after all, just ask Porco and Reiner."

"That is enough!" Pieck slapped her hands into Eren's chest, shoving him inches back as she rose to her feet. "This is all your fault! You've created hell on earth and sucked everyone into it with you!" Her chest heaved as she pointed an accusing finger down at the usurper's face. "You even had the gall to admit that you used me just now to test whether I would save you or not, you are taking every tiny piece of my world and crushing it in the palm of your hand!"

Eren had never heard Pieck raise her voice so much before, he failed to find her stance intimidating but he still respected it. "I didn't tell you to betray your friends, did I? I left that choice in your very capable hands. I don't control anything that you do, Pieck." He shrugged nonchalantly and sat forward, hand fumbling with Pieck's skirt, he bunched it a little higher and kissed gently over her bare knee. "I don't control anything that you feel either."

Chest constricting, Pieck glanced down and found Eren's smouldering eyes staring up at her as his mouth continued to worship higher along her leg. "Don't look at me like that."

"Like what?"

"Like you want to repopulate the earth with me."

"Well, we already got the first part right." Eren murmured, drawing his fingertips down her calf languidly.

Pieck refused to give him a response, she wriggled her leg away from his kissable mouth and brought her attention towards an unconscious Porco instead. Her expression changed drastically, from hard to soft as she approached him. Even though he was a shifter and would undoubtedly heal, it was still tough to look at him after the beating he had been dealt. "You could have fractured Pock's skull." She muttered miserably, fingers hovering above Galliard's damaged face.

It bothered Eren somewhat, Porco wasn't even conscious, and he was soaking up the female's attention. Envy wasn't an emotion he often felt, least of all when it came to matters of the heart, but he didn't like how Pieck lowered her walls around someone as hot-headed as Galliard. "He could have fractured mine too, or did you conveniently forget that part?"

"If I had 'conveniently' forgotten, then they wouldn't be the ones unconscious right now, would they?"

Invigored, Eren leapt to his feet, giving more analysis to the answer than was needed. "So, let's set the record straight once and for all, Pieck. Do you care about me? Or don't you?" He stalked behind her and took her arm, hoisting her and her focus away from Porco.

"Eren, we aren't having this conversation right now. Let go of my arm."

"I think this is the perfect time to have a little heart-to-heart."

"Alright." Pieck's patience dwindled, she fisted Eren's shirt. "Then why don't you start? Clearly you are intent on trying to emotionally compromise me, so why don't you put on your big boy pants and lead by example – go first."

"No, no, I insist."

"No, I insist." The Cart Titan wouldn't back down, she was too agitated from the new hormones pounding through her system. "Quit being a boy Eren, you've done enough damage to at least act like a man now. I saw the look on your face when you saw the window shatter too close to me, you were furious, I'd even say that you were worried."

The usurper simply kinked his left brow as Pieck tried to use facts to her advantage, she was getting so easily wound-up which was unusual for her, then again, he imagined she was bound to be a mess inside after taking such a drastic stance against her companions. "I wasn't concerned, it just would have been an inconvenience if anything happened to you or the baby, that's all. Is that hearty enough for you?"

"An inconvenience?" A fuse blew in Pieck's brain, she could no longer keep up with Eren's on-off attitude with her. She sounded disgusted, but even more so disheartened. She had never been conceited enough to believe that the usurper loved her, but she had, at the very least, hoped that he cared for his own child.

SMACK!

Pieck didn't even think as her open palm connected with Eren's cheek, her anger had flared spontaneously. The slap jerked the male's face to the left, but he barely flinched, it was nothing compared to the full-fledged punches from Porco earlier. When he tilted his head, he saw how flustered Pieck was. The Cart Titan wrenched herself free from his hold and stepped back in defeat, there was something else mixed in with her frustration. Eren saw sadness submerged in her eyes.

The atmosphere grew morose and raw, and incredibly uncertain.

"I'm not going to be a pawn in your game anymore." Pieck squared her shoulders, solider-like and held her chin high. "I do care about you, Eren, it is another reason that I…" She glanced down to the swell and curled her hands to stop their trembling, swiftly looking up to the Founding Titan. "But don't think for a second that I can't bury what I feel for you."

A thousand responses sat on the tip of Eren's tongue, but he forsook them all as Pieck yanked the cuff of her sleeve up and brought her hand to her mouth. "Don't you dare!" He sprung at her, grappling her wrist the second that her teeth touched her flesh. She started tossing her other hand into his chest to make him release her, but he had no intention of doing that now.

"Let go, Eren! This is my choice!" Pieck lugged her knee between Eren's legs, aiming for a low blow, but he caught the attack with his thighs, incurring more vexation from her. "I've let you play mind games with me long enough; I'm not doing it anymore."

"I have been keeping you alive." Eren was teetering on losing his cool but trying so hard not to. He was repeatedly wrestling against Pieck as she pried and squirmed. "Look at what I did to Galliard, to the Warhammer Titan, do you really think I would ever do that to you? Even if you shift right now, I won't hurt you, Pieck."

"Then let me find that out for myself!"

"I can't do that, you are condemning our child because you are angry with me, does that sound fair to you? You would regret it, even if you don't feel that way right now." The usurper ducked under another slap. On instinct, he countered fast, standing tall and dragging Pieck against him. He held onto her firmly, resting his chin on the top of her head while she huffed and puffed into his chest. Eren had forgotten that even titan shifter's could feel heartache just like everyone else, they didn't possess the skill to harden their hearts against pain. "Stop fighting me."

"I've already tried that, it doesn't help."

Eren rolled his eyes and kissed the top of Pieck's head. "Fine, have it your way." He sighed and swept the female's ankle out from under her and watched almost comically as she lost her balance and landed on her ass.

"Ouch!" Pieck's cheeks burned pink. "Why do you always go for the cheap shots with…" Her need to finish disappeared as Eren lowered to his knees in front of her. When he began crawling towards her slowly, her throat ran drier than the desert. He had that look in his eyes and she knew exactly what it meant. "No. Don't even think about it." The Cart Titan shook her head adamantly and started dragging herself backwards a little to create space.

At no point had Eren displayed any more signs that this was a situation he couldn't handle, his motions were very leisured as he preyed closer to Pieck. "I'm going to help you with your anger issues, Pieck." In layman's terms, he was going to bone her until she was no longer furious with him, hence why he was edging towards her like a lion eyeing its favorite lioness.

"Not here! We can't!" The female pushed her foot into Eren's chest to keep him at bay, utterly unravelled by his advances. He couldn't possibly think that he could just mount her here, on the floor, when Porco and Reiner were literally in the same room. It was a sin!

"But I've made you so mad…" Eren might have sounded innocent if he didn't have that low undertone. His hand wrapped around Pieck's ankle, guiding it from his pectoral muscle, he used it to his advantage and dragged her back to him, undoing any distance she had gained. "How am I ever going to live with myself?" Sarcasm oozed through his words as he hovered over her.

"I'm sure that is the least of your worries." Pieck parried with equal edge but then she froze as Eren's hips pressed into hers. Somehow, she was still shocked to discover that he was sporting an erection even though he had made it blatantly clear what his intentions were. "When did that happen?"

"When you slapped me."

"So now I can't even hit you without arousing you? That's not fair. Eren, I'm having an existential crisis…"

"I know, and it is so hot." Eren silenced Pieck's rambling by smashing their lips together. He boxed her to the floor, listening to her moan hard as her hands fought to find purchase on his hips. His tongue speared into her mouth, their teeth clattering. One way or another he always got whatever he wanted, there was something about Pieck that had become irresistible to him, he just didn't know how to put it into words yet, maybe if he was able to then she wouldn't feel so hopeless all of the time. As his hands hitched her skirt up, she quickly chased him in a last desperate act to stop him.

Pieck broke from the kiss, breathless. He wouldn't show her any mercy, his mouth latched onto her jaw, suckling feverishly. "Eren, please, please, please, not here." Her eyes shut, a tiny groan escaped from her as he shoved her hands from his and boldly tore her flimsy panties from her groin. She was embarrassed when he gave a knowing smirk against her skin, she realized then that her own arousal had betrayed her. Pieck's temperature jumped as she heard him undo his buckle, she was constantly flustered by his shameless confidence.

"This is war, Pieck. You care about their feelings, but I don't." Eren, ever the unreadable one, bit lightly at Pieck's neck and chewed sensually against her flesh, earning him ten nails digging into his biceps. His brazen indifference knew no boundaries as he lined his solid shaft against the hottest crevice of her flesh. With a swift pump, he sheathed himself tightly inside of her velvety cavern, losing a lungful of breath at the scantest reminder of how she felt around him. It was the only sensation that dizzied his senses and tricked him into feeling more animal than man. Pieck moaned against the top of his ear, wanton and needy, sending shockwaves to his groin and directly to his cock. "Are you still angry with me?"

"Furious…" Pieck's honesty drifted somewhat, eyes rolling pleasurably in her skull as Eren dragged his warm tongue up her creamy neck. She was now angrier at her body for responding to his touch than at him, there wasn't an inch of her that didn't desperately want his hands to possess her, he must have sensed it too when she unconsciously tried to arch closer.

Eren brought his mouth to Pieck's ear, exhaling low and heavy. "Spread your legs more, I want to hit your cervix hard."

Of course the Founding Titan would be so matter-of-fact, Pieck's cheeks went crimson again, she wished it was from hot-blooded fury but sadly Eren just had a frustrating way of fogging her brain with the most intrusive, obscene signals of arousal that she had ever known. "Yes." She breathed, unaware that she had responded at all until she heard it for the first time with him. "I mean…no. You can't just say things like that."

"I just did." Eren remarked flippantly and when Pieck failed to obey his order in the few moments he had given her, he simply seized her thighs and dragged them around his waist. One jut from his hips slid him an inch deeper and had him poking her cervix, the moan she gave now was sinful by comparison.

The male waived any patience and pummelled himself into Pieck's heat as though he was at war with her occupied womb. Despite her placid persona, he knew that she hungered to be ravaged. Eren would never fail in that particular area, his breaths were short and controlled as his hips snapped sharply, pillaging her inches at a time. Pieck writhed at the intense pleasure rippling up her toes and down her head. Her hands found their way to Eren's hair and she yanked him down, tactfully connecting their mouths in a desperate kiss to conceal her cries of ecstasy while also tasting him again – it was the only win she had at the moment. They fell into a miasma of passion, rutting senselessly as their aches, throbs, and pressures intensified. Their hands ran over each other ravenously as their tongues collided, Pieck's toes curled when Eren angled his hips, hitting her hardest where she needed it most.

Sweating beneath their clothes, they held no pattern as they smashed against each other – it was all reckless animalism.

The usurper tore back from their kiss, less because he wanted to and more because he needed to. His lungs wailed for oxygen, but upon that, he had another motive. "Look Pieck." Eren tangled his fingers in the Cart Titan's raven hair and turned her head to the left, taunting her to gaze at her unconscious comrades. "Do you think they would call you a traitor if they could see us right now?"

A swirl of frustration had Pieck tugging her face away, but Eren simply forced her to look again. She knew that if she tried to outsmart him by shutting her eyes that he would find an instant way to make her regret it. She felt dirty, her friends were out cold but all she could focus on was how Eren felt. His girth was impressive – magnificent even – and she was convinced that it was designed to produce gods. Heaven forbid she ever complimented his anatomy to his face; she couldn't deal with whatever arrogant reaction he'd give.

"I saw the way Porco used to look at you in Liberio, I wonder if he will still look at you the same way after you've squeezed my kid out." Eren set a harsher grind between their hips, bristling towards his finish while pushing her towards hers also. His mouth toyed against her jaw, one of his favorite areas, and a subliminal dig since he had mentioned the Jaw Titan.

Pieck disobeyed Eren and turned her head again, this time capturing his bottom lip with her teeth. His breaths were becoming short and quick, he was so close. She purposely squeezed around him and sent him tumbling, finally.

"Fuck, Pieck…" Eren's hips juddered erratically as his semen burst inside Pieck in thick, messy ropes. A dizzying sensation swooped in on him, brain slowing and body working. The high only amplified as she shared her orgasm with him, walls clenching desperately around the cock defiling her yet again. Their fuelled bliss dissolved into fertile, staggered humping. Eren's hands clung to Pieck's hips, keeping her at bay beneath him while her rode her to completion. It felt more consuming this time, he didn't know if it was because she had been angry with him, or if it was the risk of being so reckless in front of two unconscious shifters. Either way, Eren had endured a temporary black-out and by the time he recovered, he was panting harder than ever before.

Chest rising, Pieck rested her head against the floor after surviving her turbulent orgasm. She draped her forearm against her forehead, thighs, legs and everything below the waist tingling and trembling. She didn't want to think about anything, Eren was chipping away at her piece by piece, she was starting to feel more his person than her own and she didn't want those lines to ever blur. He was still the enemy – although he also happened to look very beautiful as he hovered above her just now with his flushed cheeks, parted lips, and perfectly tousled hair. She hated how pretty he was. "Can we just leave now? Please?"

"Since you asked so nicely, sure…"

It turned out that Eren hadn't left Pieck with the energy in her legs to walk with confidence, and as much as it would have amused him to watch her limp all the way to Shiganshina with him, it would take twice as long. Instead, he had her in his arms, carrying her with ease and with a new bounce in his step that she hadn't seen before.

Pieck hadn't thought that Eren would simply leave Porco and Reiner in one piece, but he had. She hoped that she could convince him to avoid the Rumbling too, for a while at least. Her eyes squinted, she tried not to look at him but found it impossible to ignore the silly little smile on his lips. "Why do you look so glowy all of a sudden?"

"Is it a crime to smile now?"

"It is when it is you." Pieck's nose scrunched.

"I guess I'm just trying hard to picture the look on Reiner and Galliard's face when they wake up and find your panties on the floor." Now Eren's smug demeanour added up.

"Oh my god." The Cart Titan muttered before the true realization kicked in. "OH MY GOD!" She jerked up in Eren's arms, pointing frantically back in the direction they came from. "We have to go back, Eren! Ugh, I should've known you would do something like this!" Pieck blushed relentlessly, she had been doing that a lot tonight. "You did the same thing in Liberio!"

Eren slowed for a moment and chased Pieck's mouth, catching her with an unsuspectingly soft kiss. It shut her up quickly and he pulled her closer to his chest. He was tender and pushed a second, slower, kiss to her lower lip.

Pieck was lost for words, eyes glazed and heart skipping several beats. "What was that for?"

"No reason." Eren shrugged haphazardly. "I just wanted to."

Author's note: Apologies for the slight delay in updating, silly work and overtime got on top of me! I made this chapter a little longer to try to make it up to you for your patience! On another note, what did you think of the ending for Attack On Titan if you've read it? :)

The next update will be coming soon! I'm thinking of exploring the dynamic of how Pieck or Eren would react if they were jealous in the next chapter. Let me know what you'd rather see, jealous Pieck or jealous Eren, I'll go with the majority! ;)