I have not caught up with the manga, so obviously there will be things in here that will not be cannon. So please keep that in mind. Thank you for reading this story and I hope you guys enjoy it.

She was lost inside her head, thinking of things that were impossible. While simultaneously orgasming at the touch of the man who would soon be her husband. Her eyes were shut tight imagining those blue eyes that once haunted her. She would do anything to have them stare back at her, like they once did.

"You like that don't you?" his usual careful touch, was gone. His voice now rougher and greedy. Replaced by a desperate grip that pulled at her skin possessively almost as if he was trying to prevent her from leaving. Like he knew that her thoughts were elsewhere. He drove his hard erection into her throbbing core once more, eliciting a moan from her lips. She could feel his lips begin to move down her neck, while maintaining that agonizing rhythm that would surely drive her insane. "What did I ever do to deserve you?" he muttered under his moans.

Mikasa instinctively pulled back but she was already pinned to the wall, there was no going anywhere. He pulled back a bit, his breaths were heavy and needy for more of her. Her dark eyes opened only to meet the concerned gaze forrest green eyes. "Why'd you stop?" but she already knew why.

"Mikasa, did I hurt you or something?" His hands raised up attempting to caress her back, but she recoiled.

"I'm fine," an annoyed voiced that Mikasa wished she could have repressed. "That came out harsher than what I meant. It's just I was really close Eren. You shouldn't have stopped…" she hoped that lie would deceive him.

He gave small chuckle, "Why is it that every time I think I know what state of mind you're in, I always get it wrong somehow?" He took a step back, releasing her from his touch. "Mikasa, I love you." She attempted to smile, but her truth was present in her face. Worse of all, he saw it. Whatever she did next would be useless because he had seen past her facade.

"Eren I-" he interrupted.

"I didn't say it so that I could hear you repeat a lie to me." He turned around and began to walk towards the bed. Silence filled the room, Mikasa could feel her heart racing in her chest. All she wanted to do was to reassure him that she did in fact love him. However this would be difficult seeing as it would not be completely true. She didn't trust herself at the moment, so she remained quiet. Staring at him until sat on the bed and faced her direction once more. "Look its pretty late maybe we should call it a night," he sighed rubbing his temples. Frustration hanging prevalently in the room.

"Alright," she grabbed her clothes and began to redress. While he grabbed her bag, and followed her to the door. She sighed in resignation, "I'm sorry if I hurt you." she quietly whispered. Her eyes looked up him, but she could see the sorrow building up inside of them. She reached up to kiss his cheek. "I'll see you tomorrow."

The warm water of the bath tub reached her neck, and she sunk deep into the tub to fully emerge herself in the delight that was the feeling of warmth. 'I should do this more often,' she thought. It had been a longtime since she had sneaked into the bathrooms this late at night. Usually if she got a chance to bathe it would have to be quick, but seeing as it was the middle of the night an nobody should interrupt her, Mikasa figured it was worth it.

Mikasa tried not to think about the sad gaze Eren left her, after her departure from his room. She tried to distance herself from that reality, a reality that would sooner or later crush her under its pressure. Instead like always her mind would race with the thoughts of her captain. How his pupils would dilate to the point of almost completely covering his blue iris, when he was about to cum. Or how he used to sneak into her room, when things at camp became too unbearable. In the end he was all she wanted, but that was not a reality she lived in. It hurt to even think it, but more than likely he was dead somewhere outside of Wall Maria. She would never get to properly mourn him, or even get to explain to her friends why in these last few years she had changed so much. She felt empty and alone. No one would ever know, and that hurt her more than anything a titan could do to her.